Hot And Sweaty

The two followed after him. Hugo tugged his shirt off as they went, then shed his pants and underwear, before he settled on the bed with Kyle. He knelt in front of the boy, a hand catching his jaw and tipping his head up so he could kiss him again, deep and hungry.

This was far from ideal. Stevie was in town because she had a final round of auditions for a new indie horror movie. Instead of getting a hotel, she thought an Air BnB would be better. It would give her some space to do some final prep, relax without the noise of neighboring rooms.

At least, she thought it would.

Then it was dark and someone tried to let themself in and, honestly scared the shit out of Stevie. But they got it worked out. They both had it booked for the week. The owner of the Air BnB wasn't answering their phone. And it was way too late for either of them to find a new place to stay for the night. So an agreement. They'd both just stay for at least the night, then figure it out tomorrow.

"Well... I have plenty of Chinese food, if you want any?" Stevie offered, now that that was squared away, gesturing to the take out containers she had on the coffee table in the living room. "Also have a bottle of wine, if you're interested in any?"

Having her Airbnb occupied was not expected but luckily Stevie seemed nice enough, it wasn't either of their faults and hopefully they'd have a solution by tomorrow. The only real issue was she had booked a one bedroom so it would be who would take the couch the only thing more to determine.

She smiled "I'll never say no to Chinese but only if you're sure. I don't mind getting my own," she assured. "As for wine... Well I shouldn't have much. I have a big day tomorrow but a glass sounds totally delish. Red or white?"

Nessa bringing all her adorable little college friends to the club had made for an interesting night. If only because Bart and Hugo had found themselves an adorable new plaything.

Kyle was adamant "he wasn't gay" and that "he'd been so drunk" that night. Nessa had given a small aside about his deal when warning them to be gentle with him. It wasn't like either required Kyle to admit they were sleeping together. Hugo was especially just fine with the fucking around and otherwise having little to no contact. Still, they'd both given Kyle their number for whenever he was "drunk" again.

Somehow that sheepishness had come across with a I think I'm drunk again message they got.

This was the third or fourth time they'd gotten that 'I'm drunk' message. Bart ordered a car for him to pick him up and bring him to his place. Bart had drinks ready when the boy rang to get buzzed up, because everyone was well aware Kyle was never actually drunk, and Bart was nothing if not a good host. When he wanted to be.

They hardly had a full drink before Hugo and Bart started getting Kyle stripped down, hands trailing and touching. Hugo kissed the boy hungrily.

He was a dragon.

Older then he looked.

School had been in a time when admitting to liking the same gender could get you beaten and killed.