Martin and Benedict
Benedict looked at Martin then smiled as he walked over to him. "Heeyy Martin" Benedict smiled he was obviously drunk. Benedict, Martin, Rupert, Steven and Mark went for some drinks after they finished filming. "Hey Benedict" Martin replied, he rolled his eyes at Benedict, "y-y--you having fun!?" the tall man asked as he balanced on Martin "yeh..im having fun, what about you?" Martin asked, Benedict nodded then his head ended up balancing on Martin's shoulder.
Martin sighed then Rupert came over "everything alright with him?" Rupert asked as he pointed at the nearly passed out Benedict, "yeh..I think..I'll take him home..could you tell the other two we're going" Martin smiled as he held onto Benedict's arm and helped him over to the door.
"I like you..alot Marty..." Benedict smiled and giggled like a school girl "y-yoour awseom!" he added, Martin smiled as he tried to get a taxi to stop for them. "Damn..no taxi will stop...guess we will have to walk to your home" Martin sighed as he held onto Benedict then helped him walk. "Maaarrrrttttyyyyy~" Benedict whistled with a huge grin on his face "yeh Benny?" he replied then he felt his arse being grabbed, his face went bright red then he looked behind to see Benedict's hand there "BENEDICT!? what are you doing?" Martin asked shocked, Benedict didn't answer he was just grinning and laughing.
They were walking abit more and they stopped "I..I think im gonna be sick.." Benedict said as he held onto a wall which was by an alley way. Benedict bent over to breath then coughed. He wasn't really being sick, he was just making an excuse to stop walking. Martin walked over and patted the other man's back, Benedict reacher up and grabbed Martin's jacket and pulled him into the alley. He pinned Martin against the wall and smiled as he looked at him "Bene.." he was cut off by the taller man kissing him, his eyes went wide he didn't know how to react his co-star was kissing him!.
Benedict pulled away then looked at Martin's eyes "I...I like you.." he said drunkly "alot" he whispered as he pressed his lips against Martin's neck then licked down his adams apple, "nnn.." Martin moaned as he grabbed the back of Benedict's jacket. Martin could feel Benedicts fingers caresse his body, staring from his shoulders then working down, a whimper escaped his lips, Benedict smirked as he nipped at his skin "Benedict!" he moaned in a whisper.
