Bas rolled his eyes, and without waiting another second, took Drew’s mouth with his. There was no hesitation this time, and definitely no finesse. All the tension that had been building today – hell, building through the entirelifetimethat some part of Bas seemed to have been waiting for this - seemed to crash through him at once, and he pillaged Drew’s mouth, claiming it, owningit.
Drew moaned and pulled Bas even closer, until they were pressed together as fully as possible. He ran a hand up under Bas’s sweater - a sweater that was suddenly way too warm and confining - and the t-shirtbelow.
Bas let his hands roam over Drew’s back - tracing the smooth muscles, the ridges of his shoulder blades, the bumps of his spine… and then further down until his hand hovered just above the edge of Drew’s towel. Bas hesitated for just a second, letting the moment sink in. This was when their friendship would change forever. There would be no coming back from this… no running away, no pretending it hadn’t happened. And Sebastian found he was totally fine withthat.
But the fact remained that, practically speaking, he didn’t know exactly what he was supposed to do after the towel cameoff.
Drew pulled back, like he could sense Bas’shesitation.
“At your pace, Bas,” he reminded Bas breathlessly. “There is norush.”
“Iknow.”
“Seriously. My God, if we just keep kissing like this all night it will be the single most fulfilling sexual encounter I’ve had in the lastdecade.”
“Drew…”
“Or, you know,” Drew mused. “Maybeever.”
“Andrew!” Bas lifted his hand to tickle Drew’s ribs, a move guaranteed to gain the man’s attention. “Are you listening tome?”
“Quit!” Drew yelled, writhing against him. “We were having amomenthere.”
Bas wrapped his arms around Drew’s waist again. “We were! So let’s get back toit.”
Drew leaned forward and deliberately bit the edge of Bas’s jaw. “I just don’t want you to feel pressured,” Drew whispered, and Bas squeezed his eyes shutbriefly.
Clearly, Bas’s track record of running away from this shit had left scars, and only time would healthem.
Time, andhonesty.
“I have no clue what I’m doing, so you’re gonna have to guide me.” Bas ran a hand up Drew’s back, loving the way his palm fit perfectly into the space between Drew’s shoulder blades. Had they always been perfectly aligned this way? Had Bas just failed to see it? “But I promise you, I have never been more sure of anything than I am of you. And the only pressure I feel is happening, ah, under my clothing.” He glanced downsignificantly.
Drew laughed shortly, but his eyes went molten. “I’d better see what I can do about that then, huh? As your…guide.”
His hands came to Bas’s waist, rucking up the sweater and t-shirt simultaneously. Bas lifted his arms, letting Drew pull the clothing off completely and throw it on Bas’s empty dining chair. Then he stepped closer, pushing Bas back into the wall until their naked chests brushed - intentionally - for the first time ever. He grabbed Bas’s wrists and lowered them, pinning them to the wall near their hips, while his lips blazed a trail of kisses along Bas’s jaw and down his neck. Every individual sensation shot straight to Bas’s cock and he closed his eyes, absorbingit.
“Did that help?” Drew asked innocently. He trailed his lips across Bas’s smooth chest, flicking his tongue over a nipple - a sensation so unexpected it made Bas’s eyes fly open as he cried out. The warm, knowing glint in Drew’s gaze was everything Bas had been missing during sex, without even knowingit.
“I’m afraid not,” Bas murmured. “In fact, I think you’re making itworse.”
Drew made a tsk-ing noise. “Shoot. We can’t have that, canwe?”
“Not…Oh, Jesus.” Bas’s thoughts broke off as Drew let go of Bas’s left hand and his fingers wandered slowly over Bas’s abdomen to toy with the button of his jeans. “Not if you want to be a good guide,” Bas bit outdesperately.
“And I do,” Drew crooned, all fervent innocence. “What kind of a friend would I be if I let you suffer when I could helpyou?”
“Aterriblekind,” Bas groaned, breath hitching as Drew’s fingers traveled lower, tracing the ridge of Bas’s erection. “Oh, God.Theworstkind.”
Drew chuckled softly. “Show me where it hurts, Sebastian. Is it right here?” He pressed the heel of his hand into Bas’s cock and Bas let his head fall back against thewall.
Holy fuck, that felt amazing. He thrust helplessly against Drew’s palm and heat seared him from the inside out. “Please, baby,” he breathed. “Please.”
Drew dropped all pretense and tugged open Sebastian’s fly, pushing his jeans and boxer briefs down to his thighs in one movement. Bas’s erection jutted out, hot and hard, and as he watched, Drew trailed a single finger up the length of it, then over thehead.
Bas shuddered at the contact, and for the life of him he couldn’t seem to draw a deepbreath.
Drew wrapped his hand around him and lifted his burning gaze toSebastian’s…
