Carlton Lassiter has pacing around his kitchen. He doesn't normally pace when he was nervous, but this wasn't a normal occurrence. Shawn Spencer would be at his house at any moment for a date… well technically for a sensual activity. Just thinking about it made heat rush to Carlton's core. He had decided though that this night had to be more than just sex, he might be seen as old fashioned but Carlton just couldn't bring himself to not have a full relationship with someone. He wasn't sure if this would keep going (although he hoped it would), but he figured if it started with casual dating it was more real.
He heard the doorbell and nearly jumped his skin. He quickly walked to the door, put his hand on the door knob, waited a beat to compose himself, and opened it. Shawn stood there with a slight smirk on his face, "Excited to see me Lassie?" Shawn asked glancing down. He was wearing normal Shawn attire; jeans, a t-shirt, and his leather jacket. Yet somehow he looked much sexier than normal to Carlton, who then looked down at himself, wearing what he wore to work except the tie was loosened, the top buttons undone and he was barefoot.
"May I come in?" Shawn asked smirking even more now.
"Yes of course." Carlton stepped to the side allowing Shawn in. "I hope you haven't had dinner yet, I whipped some up a few minutes ago, although if you have that's fine too." Lassiter finished rubbing the back of his neck out of nervousness.
"Actually I haven't so thanks" Shawn followed Carlton into the kitchen taking off his jacket and setting it on a side table. The kitchen was a quaint long room done up in yellow, 'Most likely not Carlton's doing' Shawn thought to himself. He looked up at Carlton and grinned. He was just so cute scooping the stir-fry onto the plates, looking completely relaxed at home. This was a completely different side to Lassie that Shawn was seeing, and he liked it. Carlton turned around with a plate in each hand and gestured to the table behind Shawn. It was a small two person table that seemed just right for the kitchen, and thinking about it Carlton probably never had more than that at his house so it was right for him too. Shawn sat down and Carlton sat the plate in front of him. Carlton sat in the other seat "You've been oddly quiet this evening Spencer," Carlton mentioned, "It's very unlike you."
"Well I know you like quiet so I'd figure I'd try, and plus I was saving my voice for a later activity." He said the ending in a tone dripping in sexual tension. Carlton slightly choked on the water he was drinking and looked up at Shawn, who was smirking.
"Let's finish dinner later and head upstairs." Carlton said, standing up.
"But won't the food get cold, and I'm hungry." Shawn answered, his tone giving away he wanted to head upstairs as well.
"I'll give you something to be hungry for." Carlton said in a low grumble before grabbing Shawn out of his seat slamming him into the wall and attacking him with his lips, his hands holding him against the wall. Shawn responded immediately, grabbing Carlton's ass and hair as their tongues wrestled together. When they pulled away to breathe Shawn moved off the wall and walked backwards toward the stairs, pulling Carlton by his tie. Carlton smirked at this and they both began walking faster, by the time they hit the stairs they were running. Shawn got to the door a half a second before Carlton and was rewarded by getting shoved onto the bed. Carlton attacked Shawn again, this time starting at his hips and heading up, pushing his shirt off as he went. Shawn was squirming underneath, making Carlton that much more turned on. Once Carlton had Shawn's shirt off, Shawn returned the favor, pulling off the tie and unbuttoning Carlton's shirt kissing his way down. When all the buttons were undone Shawn pushed the shirt off Carlton's shoulders but stayed where he was to work on the belt. Carlton twitched and moaned every time Shawn brushed against his package, finally once the belt was open Carlton quickly undid his pants and stood up to slip them and his boxers off and kneeled back on the bed very close to Shawn's head. He grabbed Shawn's hair and started to pull him in, but stopped for a moment. He moved his hand to tilt Shawn's head up to face him.
"How rough do you like it?" Carlton asked then looked slightly away. He loved giving rough sex but never did because his ex-wife had hated it, thus becoming another thing he couldn't do with her.
"As rough as you can be baby." And with that Carlton smiled a sexy sinful smile and continued. He moved his hand back to where it was and pulled Shawn close to his crotch as he pulled his cock out. He positioned himself in front of Shawn's mouth and shoved himself in. The warmth of Shawn's mouth and his obvious skill almost sent Carlton over the edge right there. He began thrusting himself into Shawn's mouth faster and burying his hands into Shawn's hair as Shawn sucked and teased harder. Shawn pulled away to breath and Carlton couldn't take it any longer. He grabbed Shawn, ripped his pants and boxers off, and pushed him face down on the bed. Carlton leaned over to his nightstand and pulled out some lube, and squirted some onto his finger. He knelt behind Shawn on the bed and placed one hand on Shawn's lower back and the lubed hand hovered behind his ass.
"Are you ready?" Carlton asked in an almost whisper. Shawn answered by moaning in desperation and sticking his ass out slightly more, just enough to touch Carlton's hand. Carlton positioned his finger to Shawn's hole and then slowly pushed it in. Shawn made a tiny sound and tensed for a second but relaxed quickly when Carlton inserted another finger as he reached around and caressed Shawn's cock. When Shawn felt opened enough, Carlton lubed up his cock and positioned himself again and slowly began pushing himself in. Once he was all the way in and Shawn was fully relaxed, he began thrusting into Shawn hard and fast. Shawn was moaning underneath him and started meeting his thrusts, making the intense ecstasy Carlton was feeling even more extreme. He knew he was close and as he began plunging into Shawn as hard as he could he reached around and began stroking Shawn's cock hard and fast as well. That sent Shawn over the edge; he shot out cum across the sheets. As he came his whole tightened making Carlton lose control and cum a few moments later. They both collapsed onto the bed, mindful of where the cum was, cleaned up their mess just slightly and curled up together. Carlton laid back his head propped up with one arm around Shawn, who was lying with his head on his chest, and the other holding Shawn's hand. They laid there awhile just relaxing and talking about nothing. Shawn had never remembered seeing Lassie this relaxed and easy going. Carlton looked down at Shawn, as much as he could, and smirked.
"You know this changes nothing at work Spencer." He said in a playful tone.
"Of course not Lassie," Shawn answered sitting up just enough to see Carlton's face, "at work you can still be the angry strict detective who finds me utterly annoying but in bed you're mine." He ended leaning forward and kissing Carlton's jaw line. Carlton responded by rolling over and planting an intense kiss onto Shawn's lips.