At some point, Cat, Joey, Phil, Ian, Melanie, Kalel and Mari all had stepped out of the party one by one, and had wandered off elsewhere, leaving Anthony and Dan to talk more at the bar. Dan felt lightheaded from the few drinks that he had, plus from hanging out with his "man-crush" (as a few of his friends put it).
It felt great to finally be with Anthony like this. As he found out, they both had some similar interests and personality traits, and their respective sense of humors played off of each other very well. They even joked about how people thought they looked alike, and ended up comparing the littlest things about their physical appearances to the point where it got ridiculous.
Being with Anthony was definitely the highlight of his weekend so far.
After chatting for another hour, Dan suggested to go out for fresh air. Anthony agreed, as the large, loud crowd of people was beginning to get to him as well. They walked out to the nearest exit and stepped outside and onto the walkway that connected the convention building to one of the hotels.
"This is nice," Dan said, breathing in the cool, night air. The walkway was fairly large, cutting through two huge areas of neatly cut grass with a few scattered willow trees. The cement path was dotted with an occasional lamp, and there were even a couple benches. It was almost like being in a small park.
"Yeah," Anthony agreed. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back towards the clear starry sky, and Dan stared at how the moonlight washed over his tanned face and dark hair.
"Beautiful…" Dan murmured before he could stop himself.
Anthony opened his eyes and his head turned to look back at him curiously, "Hm?"
Dan felt himself flush and he covered up his nervous stutter by clearing his throat a bit. Thinking quickly, he averted his gaze and motioned up to the moon, "The night…beautiful, isn't it? I mean, I think so…" He slapped himself mentally for sounding so pathetic and girly.
But Anthony grinned and nodded earnestly, glancing up at the scenery, "It is." They walked up to one of the benches and sat down after Anthony suggested that they relax a bit.
They sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying the fresh air after being inside the crowded bar for hours. It was pretty late; most of the lights at the hotel building at the end of the walkway were off, and there was no one else, besides Anthony and Dan, who were outside. Dan sighed, enjoying the quiet and tranquil moment. Anthony seemed like he was enjoying it as well.
A few minutes passed before Dan felt a weird sensation of being watched. He turned to look at Anthony, whose dark eyes were gazing at him idly, seemingly in deep thought.
Dan's eyebrow raised, "What is it?"
Anthony blinked, as if just realizing that he was staring at the younger man, and blushed furiously. He shook his head dismissively, clearing his throat a bit. "Nothing, nothing…," he mumbled, face still red.
Dan almost laughed out loud. He supposed that he and Anthony really were kind of alike.
Anthony looked back up at him hesitantly, and two similar pairs of dark brown eyes met in an odd moment of silence. Then Anthony bit his lip before sitting up a bit and asking in a low voice, "Can I…try something?"
Dan blinked, "Er…sure…"
Anthony smiled, and he started to lean forward slowly. Dan's eyes widened as Anthony's handsome face drew in close, until their noses brushed and their lips were merely a hairsbreadth away. He's not going to…
Anthony leaned forward and closed the distance, pressing his lips gently against his own. His lips were soft, warm and slightly wet as they moved against his tentatively.
The shock only lasted for a moment. Dan let his eyes fall shut, completely melting into the kiss. Their lips moved together in time, gently nipping and caressing each other. Dan hummed pleasingly, lifting his arms and wrapping them around Anthony's neck. Anthony responded with a soft moan of his own, one of his hands weaving into Dan's hair while the other wrapped around his waist, pressing their bodies together in a secure embrace, and Dan marveled on how both his and Anthony's forms seemed to fit together so perfectly.
Fingers tangled into Anthony's soft dark locks as Dan parted his lips, running his tongue against Anthony's bottom lip. He felt a small shudder travel along Anthony's back before soft lips opened slowly, allowing their tongues to meet and further deepen the kiss. He tasted so good, like a mix of mint, traces of sweet alcoholic drink, and something else that was new yet strangely familiar. The light stubble scratched against his own clean shaven chin, sending small sparks that tingled through his nerves and down to between his legs.
Dan nudged a leg between Anthony's, intertwining them tightly, and Anthony groaned and rubbed up against his thigh. Dan was surprised to find that Anthony was just as hard as he was.
He jumped slightly as he felt a warm hand slip slowly underneath the back of his shirt, fingertips gently pressing and tracing up his bare spine. Dan shivered, arching his body more into Anthony's and he felt the older man smile into the kiss. Without breaking apart, he pushed forward so Anthony lay back on the bench with Dan on top of him. He pulled away from Anthony's lips, leaning his head down to kiss and lick on the other's neck. His hands slipped under Anthony's shirt, caressing his entire chest and brushing his fingertips not so subtly against his nipples, which quickly perked up at his touch.
Anthony let out a pleased moan, arching into Dan's hands and lips, and he felt the older man's heartbeat throb quickly underneath his palms. Dan felt his own heart lift, happy and amazed that he could cause Anthony to feel such a way.
His heartbeat throbbed even faster as he felt Anthony's warm hands suddenly inch underneath the waistband of his jeans, thumbs massaging the skin right above his tailbone. He felt himself quiver in anticipation, and Anthony took it as permission to go further, hands sliding underneath the denim and cupping his ass cheeks through the thin fabric of his boxer-briefs. The feeling that shot through him was indescribable.
Anthony flexed his hands, rubbing and groping the firm buttocks. He groaned against the freshly bruised skin on Anthony's neck, rocking his hips back into the firm grip, feeling his cock grow even harder where it pressed against Anthony's thigh.
"Anthony…" he moaned lowly. The older man smiled, turning his head and catching his lips into another deep kiss. He gasped into the other's mouth as Anthony ran a finger in between his underwear-clad ass cheeks, teasingly rubbing against the puckered entrance.
"Dan…" Anthony murmured, his voice trembling slightly and rough with lust. "Do you wanna…" he trailed off. But the implications of what he was asking were clear.
Dan felt a shudder travel throughout his body at the unspoken proposal. He grinned, pressing his forehead to Anthony's so that their eyes were locked. "I thought you would never ask."
