Of course I'm still writing my faithful anons. I wouldn't forget you, just been working on about 6-7 other large fills as well XP --
So then it was just him and Ezio upstairs and Malik was only slightly buzzed, he’d been very well behaved during the party and that last half hour. “What a mess,” he sighed looking at what had become of his home.
“You can clean it tomorrow,” Ezio said, coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist. He was drunk, not really drunk, but a good amount drunk. Not too drunk to function at the very least.
“I thought you were staying to help me,” Malik said.
Ezio snorted, “Right.”
“Not like your own apartment isn’t spotless,” Malik rolled his eyes.
“It is. But you’re not cleaning tonight,” Ezio said.
“Really? Why’s that?” and he grinned slightly, curious about what sort of thing would honestly keep Malik from cleaning the entire place up.
“I have a much better way to waste time,” Ezio said into his ear and kissed the back of his neck making Malik shiver. He was startled when Ezio tightened his grip around his waist and dragged him towards his room.
“Ezio,” he said when Ezio gently pushed him into the bedroom and shut the door, “You’re drunk.”
“I’m not,” he said.
“You are.”
“Okay, maybe,” he grinned wolfishly and pushed Malik onto the bed and kissed him, “That a problem?”
“Sort of, yes… maybe,” Malik managed to say and caught hold of one of Ezio’s hands. “It depends on what you’re planning on doing,” he said truthfully since he had certain rules for himself so that he didn’t do something he’d end up regretting when he was drunk. One of those things was having sex with drunk people, or when he was drunk.
“And what do you think I plan on doing?” Ezio said still grinning and Malik flushed, but only just. That was the same look he got when he knew he was getting laid that night. Malik knew it very well but it was the first time he’d ever seen it directed at him.
“No,” he said. Damnit Ezio why did you have to be drunk? The man didn’t know the definition of the word sobriety so Malik didn’t know why he was surprised. Well he wasn’t surprised about the drunk part, he was surprised about the horny part.
“What? Why?” he felt only a little bad when Ezio’s brows dropped, he looked very disappointed.
“I don’t have sex with drunk people,” he said deadpanned.
“I’m not drunk,” Ezio said trying to look sober and Malik chuckled.
“Yes you are Ezio.”
“Damn,” he muttered then something went off in his head as he brightened considerably. “You just said sex,” and Malik gave a yelp of surprise when before he had any say in the matter Ezio had undone his belt and almost as if to stop any protest Ezio kissed him as his hand slid down the inside of his pants.
Malik’s heart jumped practically out of his chest and he had to let go of Ezio’s other hand so he wasn’t pushed over by Ezio’s enthusiasm. “Well that was… unexpected,” he admitted having slight difficulty stringing words together with Ezio’s hand down his pants. Ezio just grinned at him a bit drunkenly and kissed him again. He honestly didn’t know what to do with himself and it took him about an entire half a minute to realize maybe something wasn’t quite right. Sure he was glad this happened, he’d been waiting for this for a long time. Just one problem; he wasn’t getting hard. At all really, though Ezio seemed too out of it to notice. Maybe it was the situation but he wasn’t into it and if anything this eagerness was almost a turn off. This wasn’t the Ezio he knew, since he knew everything about Ezio’s past sex life (that sort of accidentally happens when you’re friends with someone for twenty years after all) and it was more like he was trying to make a point than anything. Everything about this made him unsettled even if he tried not to be.
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So then it was just him and Ezio upstairs and Malik was only slightly buzzed, he’d been very well behaved during the party and that last half hour. “What a mess,” he sighed looking at what had become of his home.
“You can clean it tomorrow,” Ezio said, coming up behind him and wrapping his arms around his waist. He was drunk, not really drunk, but a good amount drunk. Not too drunk to function at the very least.
“I thought you were staying to help me,” Malik said.
Ezio snorted, “Right.”
“Not like your own apartment isn’t spotless,” Malik rolled his eyes.
“It is. But you’re not cleaning tonight,” Ezio said.
“Really? Why’s that?” and he grinned slightly, curious about what sort of thing would honestly keep Malik from cleaning the entire place up.
“I have a much better way to waste time,” Ezio said into his ear and kissed the back of his neck making Malik shiver. He was startled when Ezio tightened his grip around his waist and dragged him towards his room.
“Ezio,” he said when Ezio gently pushed him into the bedroom and shut the door, “You’re drunk.”
“I’m not,” he said.
“You are.”
“Okay, maybe,” he grinned wolfishly and pushed Malik onto the bed and kissed him, “That a problem?”
“Sort of, yes… maybe,” Malik managed to say and caught hold of one of Ezio’s hands. “It depends on what you’re planning on doing,” he said truthfully since he had certain rules for himself so that he didn’t do something he’d end up regretting when he was drunk. One of those things was having sex with drunk people, or when he was drunk.
“And what do you think I plan on doing?” Ezio said still grinning and Malik flushed, but only just. That was the same look he got when he knew he was getting laid that night. Malik knew it very well but it was the first time he’d ever seen it directed at him.
“No,” he said. Damnit Ezio why did you have to be drunk? The man didn’t know the definition of the word sobriety so Malik didn’t know why he was surprised. Well he wasn’t surprised about the drunk part, he was surprised about the horny part.
“What? Why?” he felt only a little bad when Ezio’s brows dropped, he looked very disappointed.
“I don’t have sex with drunk people,” he said deadpanned.
“I’m not drunk,” Ezio said trying to look sober and Malik chuckled.
“Yes you are Ezio.”
“Damn,” he muttered then something went off in his head as he brightened considerably. “You just said sex,” and Malik gave a yelp of surprise when before he had any say in the matter Ezio had undone his belt and almost as if to stop any protest Ezio kissed him as his hand slid down the inside of his pants.
Malik’s heart jumped practically out of his chest and he had to let go of Ezio’s other hand so he wasn’t pushed over by Ezio’s enthusiasm. “Well that was… unexpected,” he admitted having slight difficulty stringing words together with Ezio’s hand down his pants. Ezio just grinned at him a bit drunkenly and kissed him again. He honestly didn’t know what to do with himself and it took him about an entire half a minute to realize maybe something wasn’t quite right. Sure he was glad this happened, he’d been waiting for this for a long time. Just one problem; he wasn’t getting hard. At all really, though Ezio seemed too out of it to notice. Maybe it was the situation but he wasn’t into it and if anything this eagerness was almost a turn off. This wasn’t the Ezio he knew, since he knew everything about Ezio’s past sex life (that sort of accidentally happens when you’re friends with someone for twenty years after all) and it was more like he was trying to make a point than anything. Everything about this made him unsettled even if he tried not to be.