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Started January 05, 2019 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Sebastian held the kiss for a moment before breaking away when the elevator dinged. "Come on," he said, taking Lionel's hand and leading him out to the very obviously real, fancy hallway

It doesn't mean anything…. he told himself as Sebastian led them through the plush halls to their room. He probably does this almost every night… stop overreacting. Lionel cleared his throat, pushing down memories of the other man who had once held his hand.

Sebastian stopped at a lavish red door, outlined with whorled gold like the rest of the doors. He punched a long number into the keypad, bypassing the need to use a key card and opening the door. It was well furnished, all gold and red and marble, with plush velvet furniture, an array of alcohol in a large shelf in the wall, and a large, separate bedroom. Sebastian let go of Lionel's hand, making his way over to the alcohol

Yeah– no thanks. Lionel turned away from the alcohol, with no desire whatsoever to sample it. Who knew what could be done to him if he was intoxicated and unable to refuse? His words from earlier kept coming back to him, 'No promises on what happens,' but he was growing less and less convinced by the minute that Sebastian would accept any sort of plea to slow down or stop entirely. Wringing his hands nervously, he turned once in a circle, attempting to distract himself by admiring the luxurious room.

Sebastian grabbed a small bottle of tequila, uncapping it and putting it to his nose for a moment. Satisfied, he began to drink straight from the bottle, turning to Lionel now. "Want a taste?" he asked, offering the bottle to him as he wrapped his arm around the other's shoulders again

"Ah, I'll pass," he replied smoothly, though it was clear from his hand gestures that he was growing anxious. "Is this a daily occurrence for you? Hijacking random five star hotels and drinking their expensive wine?"

"Tequila, and yes. I'm good friends with the owner of this establishment. Lovely lady, helped her out of a jam once and got free access to the rooms in return," Sebastian hummed, taking a swig of tequila before he began to look Lionel over. He looked…off, a bit, and he was slightly confused as to why

"Must be convenient.." Lionel murmured distractedly, acutely aware of the arm wrapped around his shoulders. He was confused, torn between leaning closer to the practical stranger and flinching away.

Sebastian hummed in agreement. "Anyways, you sure you don't want a sip?" he said, offering the bottle to him one last time before taking a swig for himself. He brushed off the strange feeling he was getting from Lionel, figuring he would tell him if something was wrong

"I'm sure," he politely declined, finally pulling away. He ventured into the bedroom, running a hand across the walls, the elegant lamps, the plush comforter. "Thanks, though."

Sebastian just made a noise of acknowledgement, following after him into the bedroom. He took a moment to quickly down the rest of the bottle, chugging it before setting it on the bedside table. Afterwards he made a point of falling onto the bed, sprawled out on his back as he looked up at Lionel with hooded, enticing eyes

(is what I'm doing with Lionel okay?)

The sight of Sebastian, spread out on the bed before him, only served to further confuse Lionel. On one hand, he looked incredibly tempting, what was the harm in playing along? On the other, a sick, nauseating sensation was rapidly spreading in his gut; anxiety? Or something else?

(yeah, you're good. I love how you write Lionel tbh)

"What are you waiting for, pretty boy?" Sebastian purred, voice low and sultry. He ran his tongue slowly along his lips, the faint flash of a small piercing glinting in the warm light. With his dark hair pooled around his head lying down, a few more piercings were evident, including two on each earlobe and one in his upper right ear. They were each adorned with simple black hoops, catching the light just enough to stand out

(aw thanks, I love how you write Sebastian
would it be okay if we skipped if they start to get frisky? or is smut a must?)

Jesus Christ. This guy is– Lionel cut the thought off before he could finish the tail end of the sentence. Hesitantly, he approached the bed, anxiety flickering over his features. Shit.

(well we can inbox if you want, I'd rather not do that in a public chat lmao. but yeah, we can skip if you want too)

Sebastian's smirk widened when Lionel finally began to walk towards the bed. "Don't be shy, now. We're only going to kiss, unless you decide you want to do something more," he hummed, grinning up at him

(lmao yeah
I'm sorry)

Unless. Not until, unless. That was promising… especially considering the fact that Lionel had absolutely no idea how far he wanted to go with all this. He bit his lip, carefully sitting down on the edge of the bed.

(it's all good)

Sebastian pursed his lips in a slight pout when Lionel just sat down at the edge of the bed. "Come on, over here. The bed is far too comfy for you to just sit there," he said before gesturing for Lionel with one hand

Lionel dragged a hand through his messy hair, shifting closer. Slowly, carefully, he ran his hands up Sebastian's lithe form, resting them on his shoulders before leaning in.

Sebastian all but purred at the touch, his hands still resting comfortably above his head. "Do whatever you like, baby," he murmured, voice barely audible as he allowed his eyes to fall shut, putting himself at Lionel's mercy

Lionel answered by kissing him, softly at first, but quickly growing more and more teasing. I have no idea what I'm doing.. He brushed his lips lightly across Sebastian's, nipping at the corner of his mouth before pulling away slightly.

Sebastian resisted the urge to eagerly press into the kiss, instead keeping his hands to himself by gripping the sheets ever so slightly. His head tilted, the faintest of whines escaping him when Lionel pulled away just a little

Something in Lionel loosened at the sound of the whine, resulting in more teasing kisses, bare glimpses of what he knew he could do. His mouth drifted down to Sebastian's jawline, grazing the faint stubble.

Sebastian almost immediately tipped his head back, allowing Lionel as much access as he pleased. Though the collar of his black button down and suit jacket posed a slight obstruction, he knew Lionel could move them aside if he wanted

He trailed kisses down Sebastian's jaw, always light, always pulling away before things got too heated. Eventually, knowing and loving the fact that he was leaving the other man unsatisfied, he moved on to his neck, tugging down the collar of his shirt.

Sebastian felt a faint bolt of excitement go through him when he felt Lionel’s lips against his neck. He didn’t mind going slow, didn’t mind doing nothing but kissing. But he was relieved that he was finally getting a little more contact, even if it was just this