For the next two hours they all drank and ate.Laughing at silly stories. No one noticed that Phillip and Ryangrew progressively more affectionate.
It started with little touches, progressed intohands running down sides. Soft little nuzzles and kisses followedquickly. By the time they were actually kissing everyone waswatching.
Phillip slid his mouth over Ryan's and histongue slid in to taste the younger man's mouth.
Kenneth and Brendon were watching themintently.
“Dude, I can't look away!” Brendonexclaimed.
Kenneth nodded his head drunkenly. “I can'teither!”
Patrick giggled. “It's like a train wreck.”
Mark sighed. “Which one of you wants to go breakit up? I'm not gonna let them have sex in my bar in front ofus.”
Three pairs of eyes turned to Mark. All three ofthem blurted out excuses.
“I'm not doing it; they would break my poorface,” Kenneth announced. He was already sporting bruises from thefight earlier.
“Dude, that's not happening,” Brendon affirmed.“Phillip is like a fucking giant who could turn me over and spit inmy ass if he wanted too!”
Patrick nodded at Brendon's announcement. “He'syour friend. You do it!” he said as he looked at Mark.
***
Ryan and Phillip ignored what was going onaround them. Ryan was starting to think that Phillip was some sortof witch or something. Every time he got near the man he wantednothing more than to fuck his brains out...or let the man fuck hisbrains out. That was odd for Ryan. He was a top, he didn't bottomoften. Not at all since Basic. But he knew if push came to shove hewould bottom again for the man who was taking his breath away withthose fucking lips. He also knew it wasn'tifthey had sexagain, it was only a matter of when.
Ryan growled when Phillip's lips left his andtrailed across his defined cheek bones. He whimpered when the lipssettled against his neck. He should feel like a girl but he didn't.Phillip's hands were rough as he pulled Ryan off of the stool andover to the booths in the corner.
He pushed Ryan back into the booth and followedhim down. They were both making little noises of both need andwant.
Those noises became all out growls when coldwater was sprayed on them.
“Now, I get y'all have this big crazy thing foreach other. Phil, I know that you have wanted the boy since you sawhim, and wanted him more than once...I get it. Hell, look atnumbnuts over there. I didn't have the patience you did...but damn,guys. None of us want to see your white asses poking up in theair,” Mark said calmly.
Ryan looked at Phillip, who looked like he wasabout to kill Mark.
“Dick,” Phillip hissed. He pulled away from Ryanreluctantly.
Ryan blinked hazy green eyes at Mark, and thenlooked at Phillip. He really shouldn't be drinking around theman.
Phillip gave him that heart stopping smile, andRyan didn't care if they were drunk or not. He was very tempted totake Phillip into the bathroom and not stop until they were bothhappy or they died of exhaustion, whichever came first.
He grabbed Ryan's hand and led him back to thestool. Both of them shot Mark dirty looks until the man just threwup his arms.
“If y'all would have just fucked all the waythrough basic like normal people this wouldn't be going on,” hegrumbled.
Patrick snickered.
Kenneth snorted
And Brendon just sighed. “All the way through? Ishoulda been gay.”
***
Ryan was having a good dream. Phillip was curledaround him holding him tightly. Even though Ryan wasn't a cuddlerby any sense of the word he figured being cuddled by Phillipwouldn't be such a bad thing. He curled into his pillow and sighed.The damn thing was being a bitch. He pushed and prodded at the finedowny feathers until he realized that his 'pillow' was grunting. Hewoke slowly, only opening his eyeballs when he was sure theywouldn't explode. He blinked. First off he was not sleeping on hiscomfortable bed. Instead he was lying against a hard wall of warmflesh. Secondly, his pillow had its arms around him, holding himtightly. A nose was nuzzling his head even as lips peppered softkisses around the crown of his head.
“Umm...Phillip?” he said groggily.
