“Shaun?” He felt Desmond turn his head up to try to look at him. “Hey, um...”
“Spit it out.”
The other man laughed and cuddled up closer towards Shaun.
“Do you... want to go to my place? I mean, just to talk or something.”
Shaun could feel his heart pounding in his chest so hard, Desmond had to feel it, but he could feel Desmond shaking. It was a little reassuring to know both of them were nervous.
“Alright.”
-
Desmond's apartment was small but nice, it showed that he cared about cleaning. That was another point for Desmond. There was a rather big TV in the middle of the room, and a couch that while it did not look nice, it looked comfy. The was a small hallway leading away from the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, Shaun figured that's where Desmond's room was. He wondered if he would be seeing that tonight. What caught his attention, however, was the mini bar at the corner of the room.
“Do you want anything to drink?”
“If you mean alcohol, then yes.”
Desmond laughed and walked towards the mini bar.
“Anything in particular? I can make anything.”
“Really?” He raised his eyebrow at that.
“I work at a bar.” Desmond said as he pulled a bottle or something, and mixed it with something else. The ease that he showed as he handled the bottles and how professional he was about it, was actually impressive. Another plus for Desmond. “So what do you want?”
“Hm, what did you make yourself?”
“If you want some, I can't tell you.” The challenge in his eyes was obvious, and Shaun was not about to back out.
“Alright then, I'll have whatever you're having.”
"Isn't there a rule about not taking strange drinks from dates?"
"Unless you're trying to rape me, I think I'll be okay."
The look that Desmond gave Shaun went straight to his dick, and had to work hard to control his breathing as Desmond walked towards him, with the drink in hand.
"I wouldn't do that, but if you want to rape me well," Desmond paused as he passed his drink to Shaun, making sure their fingers touched. "You have my consent. After all, you can't rape the willing, right?" He finished with a wink.
Blind Date [6/?]
“Yeah...”
“Shaun?” He felt Desmond turn his head up to try to look at him. “Hey, um...”
“Spit it out.”
The other man laughed and cuddled up closer towards Shaun.
“Do you... want to go to my place? I mean, just to talk or something.”
Shaun could feel his heart pounding in his chest so hard, Desmond had to feel it, but he could feel Desmond shaking. It was a little reassuring to know both of them were nervous.
“Alright.”
-
Desmond's apartment was small but nice, it showed that he cared about cleaning. That was another point for Desmond. There was a rather big TV in the middle of the room, and a couch that while it did not look nice, it looked comfy. The was a small hallway leading away from the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, Shaun figured that's where Desmond's room was. He wondered if he would be seeing that tonight. What caught his attention, however, was the mini bar at the corner of the room.
“Do you want anything to drink?”
“If you mean alcohol, then yes.”
Desmond laughed and walked towards the mini bar.
“Anything in particular? I can make anything.”
“Really?” He raised his eyebrow at that.
“I work at a bar.” Desmond said as he pulled a bottle or something, and mixed it with something else. The ease that he showed as he handled the bottles and how professional he was about it, was actually impressive. Another plus for Desmond. “So what do you want?”
“Hm, what did you make yourself?”
“If you want some, I can't tell you.” The challenge in his eyes was obvious, and Shaun was not about to back out.
“Alright then, I'll have whatever you're having.”
"Isn't there a rule about not taking strange drinks from dates?"
"Unless you're trying to rape me, I think I'll be okay."
The look that Desmond gave Shaun went straight to his dick, and had to work hard to control his breathing as Desmond walked towards him, with the drink in hand.
"I wouldn't do that, but if you want to rape me well," Desmond paused as he passed his drink to Shaun, making sure their fingers touched. "You have my consent. After all, you can't rape the willing, right?" He finished with a wink.
Despite himself, Shaun found himself smiling.
"I guess not."