A/N: I'm sorry that this has taken me so long to get out. I was having trouble writing for a while, then I got distracted writing for Smythofsky week plus a million other things; I'm just really sorry. Warning: This just has smut in it, so if that's not your thing, just skip it, it doesn't hold much to the plot. For everyone else, I hope it makes up for the long wait XD Thank you so very much for all the reviews and alerts and for simply reading this, it always makes my day. If you want to leave a review, go for it, it never ceases to leave a smile on my face... Enjoy :)

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Of Meerkats and moving forward.

Chapter 15

EDIT: Had a friend beta this (thanks Candice my dear)... I apologize for all my typos throughout this fic, I don't have spell check on my comp and I tend to self beta at 2 am... So blame my stupid brain and dodgy eye sight XD For everyone who reviewed this chap before I deleted and re uploaded it, thank you so very much 3

"Awesome, you made it. Come in." Dave greeted Sebastian at the door, looking nervous but relieved.

Two days after making it official, Sebastian Smythe walked over the threshold of the Karofsky house, looking the epitome of casual, while on the inside, his heart was racing and that early lunch he'd stupidly consumed was threatening to make a grand entrance on the Karofsky's front door step.

Sebastian had spent all Friday night and Saturday gushing to his room mate, Trent, about Dave and how amazing he was. Seb had, at first, resisted saying anything, but it had taken just a little push from Trent to get him started. And then he hadn't stopped; until Saturday night arrived and Dave had called to inform him that his father wanted to him to come for dinner Sunday night; a 'getting to know Dave's first boyfriend' kind of thing.

Sebastian had then spent all of Saturday night and Sunday, frantically searching through his closet for something appropriate to wear, finally accepting Trent's help when said boy had walked in on Seb contemplating himself in a tux. He was still trying to figure out why he had a tux at school at all.

...

"You didn't think I'd show up?" Seb questioned, one eyebrow raised.

"I never know what you're gonna do." Dave shrugged, smiling as Seb leant in to kiss him on the cheek, Dave pulling him back in for a slow kiss.

"Ahh, good you're here." Paul's voice boomed from behind the two boys, who jumped apart, startled. "I was starting to think I'd starve to death before you got here." He smiled, though it didn't calm any of Seb's nerves. "Well come on then," he turned back towards the kitchen, calling over his shoulder as he went, "David made lasagna."

"So... You cook too?" Seb asked, quietly following Paul into the kitchen. Dave simply blushed, shrugging his shoulders.

"Have too. It's only me and dad now, and he's an awful cook." He laughed. "Just don't tell him I said that."

...

Apparently, Dave could cook quite well, Seb could admit. It almost frightened him, one home cooked meal from Dave and he was picturing a future of them living together; playing around, while working in the kitchen, cuddled up on the couch watching whatever late night tv was on, and endless love making in a bed they'd share each night.

Sebastian shook himself from those thoughts. A few months of knowing Dave, a few months of him admitting to himself that he was finally willing to find love, he was already invisioning domestic bliss. He really need to slow down, he thought. Dave was still dealing with accepting himself and coming out, he wasn't sure how the boy would cope with Sebastian's over active imagination.

And who was he to say that would be something Dave would want with him? Seb could scoff and roll his eyes all he wanted; but no amount of over inflated ego could change the fact that he wasn't as perfect as he claimed to be. He was a slut, with no family, no friends, and a bunch of other issues that would turn most people away. Why would Dave want that, when he deserved so much more?

...

Dave had been freaking out ever since Sebastian had confirmed that he would be coming to dinner. He cleaned, he cooked, then spent the remaining hours in a towel standing infront of his bathroom mirror, accomplishing nothing with his hair, and frantically searching his pathetic excuse for a wardrobe, looking for something that the smaller boy might approve of.

He was happy with how the night was going so far. Seb seemed to be enjoying the food, and conversation of sports; lacrosse and football the hot topics, and Dave's embarrassing younger years had flowed well through out the night. By the end of the dinner, Dave thought it safe to assume that his father was happy for Dave to continue seeing Sebastian, as more then a friend anyway.

...

His father; sex talk not withstanding, had been a little apprehensive with his son jumping into a relationship so soon. From what he'd seen of the boy, he'd been nothing but good for Dave, but Paul still had that worry of 'what if?' What if Sebastian did something to upset Dave, push him too far, break up with him? How would Dave react to that? He'd set up the dinner, just to get a view of how the boys interacted, to see what Sebastian was really like under normal circumstances.

So far he'd liked what he'd seen. His son threw the boy shy smiles constantly and his whole face had lit up as soon as the boy arrived, Dave's mood never dimming below ecstatic as their dinner wore on. Paul watched Sebastian, his whole body leaning into Dave, never straying too far, his hands always touching some part of David. The way he spoke, bringing Dave out of his shell, and getting him to laugh more then Paul had heard in years. He realised pretty quickly that this kid was no saint, but he'd obviously toned down his language and he said nothing worse then most teenage boys did, Dave included, and Paul appreciatted the effort he was making and all the positives he'd brought out in Dave.

When everyone was full, thier plates empty, Paul was impressed to see Sebastian up first, clearing the table, Dave joining him until his phone began blaring music from upstairs. He watched his son hesitate before Sebastian nodded towards the stairs and he left relunctantly.

...

Alone with the boy, Paul was finally able to have a proper talk with him.

"Would you mind sitting with me for a moment, Sebastian?" Paul asked, gesturing to the kitchen chair beside him.

As Sebastian took his place, head down, Paul cleared his throat and continued. "You know, I've never seen my boy so happy; not since before his mother passed away." He frowned. "He was always such a good kid, so smart and funny, but I knew. I knew in the back of my mind, something wasn't right." He thought back to all the warning signs, all those missed oppurtunities he'd had to help his son, that he'd just let slip by. "I'll be the first to admit, I was never the best father to him. I love my son, more then anything, and I almost lost him... For that I blame myself." Paul cleared his throat around the lump that was forming. "You've helped him more then I ever could, and I want to thank you for that. I've got my happy, smiling little boy back and I can't help but think that it's because of you. I'm really glad my son met you." Paul smiled.

Sebastian scoffed. "You'd be the first person to say that."

"I know nothing of your past." Paul stated quietly. "And honestly, I don't care. You're a good kid and you're good to my son; that's enough for me." Paul stood from the table, ruffling Sebastian's hair like he did with Dave's, chuckling as Sebastian frowned at his hair being messed. "Anyways, I just wanted to thank you and ask you to be careful with him. He's a big boy, but underneath it all he's a softie. I just don't want him getting hurt anymore; he's had enough hurt to last a lifetime."

Sebastian nodded in acknowledgement, before getting up to help Paul finish the dishes. "You go on up. He cooked, I clean; it's the deal." He smiled, as Sebastian shrugged, heading out of the room.

"He didn't meet me." Paul looked over his shoulder, spotting Sebastian leaning back into the kitchen. "I chased him till he gave into my charms." He smirked.

"Like I said," Paul laughed, " He's a smart kid, my son."

...

Sebastian met Dave halfway up the stairs, as the other teen was making his way back down to the kitchen.

"Sorry, just J talking shit." Dave rolled his eyes. "Dad didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

"Nah, your dad's pretty cool. You're lucky."

"Yeah, I am." Dave smiled. "So... Umm, did you wanna, maybe hang out and watch a movie or something? Unless you have to go? It's cool either way, I just tho-"

Sebastian laughed as Dave fidgeted nervously, simply grabbing Dave's hand and dragging him back up the stairs.

...

"The Notebook?" Sebastian cackled at Dave's furious blush, as he searched through the boy's dvd collection. "I'm impressed you managed to stay in the closet for as long as you did, Dave."

"Fuck you." Dave mumbled, embarrassed.

"All in good time, Davey dear. We're taking things slow, remember?" He smirked, snickering as Dave slumped on his bed, face down, smushed into the pillows.

"Ooo... Nice, a classic." Seb sauntered over to the dvd player, giving Dave a spectacular view of his ass if the boy decided to emerge from his sanctuary of pillows. He didn't, which dissapointed Seb immensley.

"Lighten up, Davey." Seb cooed, as he crawled onto the bed, cuddling up to the prone form of his boyfriend. Seb smiled at the thought; boyfriend, he wasn't sure he would ever get used to that.

"Ryan Gosling's hot, okay?" Dave mumbled.

"Hey, no judging." Seb put up his hands in surrender, as Dave looked up at him with a scowl. "I'm hotter though."

Dave snorted, rolling onto his back, making himself comfortable. Seb looked at him, offended. "Excuse me pants, can Ryan Gosling do this?" He leant down, drawing Dave into a hard, passionate kiss, smiling as Dave whimpered at the loss as he pulled away.

"Okay, you're hotter." Dave smiled as Seb gave him a 'no shit' look. "Way hotter. The Goonies, really?" Dave changed the subject, when he finally noticed the movie Seb had put on.

"I had a thing for Sean Astin when I was younger." Seb shrugged.

"I always thought Sloth was hot." Seb raised an eyebrow as Dave burst into a fit of giggles.

He liked this Dave, so open and comfortable with his surroundings and himself. This Dave wasn't afraid to pull Sebastian in close to his body, to move his lips against Seb's in a way he had never felt from any of his numerous lovers. In the past all the kissing he'd done had been harsh, full of lust and rushed, just the empty beginnings of a quick fuck in the bathroom of Scandals. But with Dave, they were slow, gentle, passionate, even their most heated kisses, Sebastian felt a tenderness there that he'd never felt with anyone else. With the amount of kissing he'd done in the past, Sebastian realised how sad that last thought was. All these years he'd been missing something special; he'd been missing Dave.

...

He smiled as Dave pulled Sebastian's body on top of his, running his hand's up Seb's back under his shirt, before gripping his ass tightly, pulling their bodies closer then before.

Sebastian was well known for his sexual exploits, most people who knew him wouldn't hesitate to call him a man whore; so the simple act wasn't usually that big of a deal to him, but this was Dave, shy, inexperienced, never forward Dave. The knowledge that this boy wanted him so badly that he'd put himself out there to get it, excited Sebastian very quickly.

...

Dave moaned as Sebastian ground his hips into Dave's; growing harder as he felt the other boy's excitement pressing into him.

His stomach tightened, hesitating as he felt Sebastian's hand pulling at the hem of his shirt, the other wound tight in his hair, before Dave released the boy, breaking the kiss and removing his shirt before he could lose his nerve. His insecurities threatened to swallow him whole as Sebastian got up on his knees, impatiently throwing his own shirt off and revealing the perfection underneath. Dave traced his fingers over his tight abs, smiling as they tensed and shivered under his curious fingertips as they skimmed over his hardened nipples.

All his insecurities were gone as Seb threw himself at Dave, supported on one elbow, one hand tugging at his hair deliciously, the other raking blunt fingernails down his chest, stomach, till they reached the waistband of Dave's jeans.

Dave whimpered as Seb broke the kiss, looking him in the eye. Dave, recognising what Sebastian was silently asking, nodded his approval, Seb's mouth instantly on his jaw, his neck, as his fingers made quick work of his button and zipper, Dave removing his pants as fast as possible, not wanting to waste another moment of his hands not touching some part of Sebastian.

He ran his shaking hands from Sebastian's lower back, around to his button, Seb lifting up helpfully. Dave fumbled a little; they hadn't done anything this extreme since that first time, Sebastian keeping true to his word to take this at Dave's pace; and while he wasn't ready to go all the way just yet, he wanted to please Sebastian, he wanted to be closer to him. Plus Sebastian grinding on top of him, made him fucking horny.

Finally, Sebastian took over with an impatient laugh, quickly devoiding himself of his pants and securing his position back on top, moaning as his erection brushed along Dave's. Dave squeaked as his hands came into contact with Sebastian's bare ass cheeks, squeezing them hungrily as Sebastian chuckled, moving his lips along Dave's jaw to his neck, dragging them down his chest to his boxers, which unlike Sebastian, Dave hadn't had the nerve to remove yet.

"May I?" Seb inquired, Dave peering down to see his lust blown eyes, hair in dissaray and trademark smirk in place as always.

Dave nodded, squeezing his eyes shut against the view; it was all he could do to lift his hips as Sebastian slipped his boxers off easily.

As he felt Sebastian's lips graze his hips bones, the inside of his thighs, Dave whimpered, clamping his mouth shut to keep from screaming out as that hot mouth descended on his erection; mindful of the fact that his dad was downstairs, and this wasn't a position he wanted his dad to walk in on.

...

With one hand holding Dave's hip firmly, the other grasped the base of the impressive length that refused to fit down his throat. Sebastian had always prided himself on his deep throating abilities, but Dave's proportions took a little getting used to. At least the noises coming from the other teen would quiet any doubts Sebastian had of his skills; if he had any doubts about his skills... He knew he was good.

Working his tongue around the head, he took all he could, moaning around Dave's shaft as the larger boy threw a pillow over his face, trying to mask his cries; which only succeeded in making Dave louder.

This only excited Sebastian more. Fighting his growing urge to hump the mattress, Seb focused on the task at hand; making Dave happy. He pulled away from Dave with a pop, smirking as Dave groaned at the loss, and sucked on his index finger, generously coating it before gripping Dave's hip tightly again. Taking Dave back into his mouth, his free hand slipped behind Dave's balls, his finger circling the tight ring of muscle, making Dave jump and tense.

"Just relax. I won't hurt you. You'll love this, I promise." Sebastian whispered.

As he watched Dave's body relax, breathe evening out at a steady rate; or as steady as it could be with Sebastian working his mouth around his dick; Sebastian went back to his original plan.

Working his experienced tongue; Seb went back to circling his finger around Dave's entrance lightly, before adding pressure and eventually entering him. Dave grunted as Seb worked his finger in and out of that tight heat, searching for that bundle of nerves that would have Dave screaming his name.

"Oh, f-fuck!" Dave cried out, Seb moaning in satisfaction as Dave thrust up in surprise at the sudden, intense pleasure he was experiencing.

Sebastian continued to rub his finger along it, moaning as he watched, through slitted eyes, Dave become a writhing, incoherent mess beneath him.

"Oh, f- Seb- fuck Sebastian, I -nngf." Dave cried out breathlessly, as he fisted his hand into Sebastian's hair. "Shit, Seb; I'm gonna c-come." Dave moaned as Sebastian doubled his efforts, relaxing his throat as he took as much of Dave in as he could.

Dave came with a muffled shout of his name, dragging Sebastian up to sloppily kiss him as soon as he could.

By now Sebastian was so close to the edge, guiding Dave's hand around him, the larger teen quickly stroking him to completion; Dave's name on his lips.

...

Sebastian shuffled around Dave's room, grabbing some tissues, before climbing back up beside the heavy breathing heap that was Dave, and quickly wiping away the mess that he'd left all over Dave's stomach.

He snorted as Dave wrapped his strong arms around him, pulling him against his chest, and nuzzling into his messy hair.

"That was... It was-" Dave stumbled over his words, still at the height of his post orgasm haze.

Sebastian chuckled. "I know, I'm fucking good."

"Mmmm... Way better then Ryan Gosling." Dave laughed as Sebastian swatted at his chest, huffing indignantly.

...

"Kurt called today," Dave began, by way of greeting Sebastian in his car after school, "wants us all to go bowling tomorrow or something. Well, Blaine does I'm guessing. Kurt didn't sound to thrilled."

Sebastian rolled his eyes. They'd been official about a month now and 'The Klaine' had been on them about a double date ever since they found out. Seb had no idea why, they weren't exactly fans of his.

"I thought Satan wanted us to hit up Scandals tomorrow?"

"Yeah, that's what I said. So now they're planning a big group thing, I guess." Dave shrugged, not looking that fussed on the matter.

"So we're stuck hanging with the gay squad tomorrow?" Seb sighed, pulling out of the parking lot and making his way back to Dave's. It had become a traditiion, dinner and a movie at Dave's every weekend if they weren't going out. And for once, Seb found himself not wanting to go out, he enjoyed spending alone time with Dave.

Dave frowned. "Don't call them that, and no, not just them. They asked Jimmy and Alex to come along too. Jimmy's bringing his new girlfriend."

Seb smirked, he liked Candice, the few times he'd met her anyways. She was feisty and sarcastic, two traits that appealed to him.

"They said you can bring some friends along too, if you wanted." Dave continued quietly, knowing full well that Sebastian had no friends to speak of. He'd started to get along better with Trent, but they were far from friends, and the rest of the Warblers only put up with him for his talent. He only had Dave.

...

"I refuse to wear these, they're hideous." Kurt scowled. "They're an abomination to shoes everywhere."

"Sir, without these we can't allow you to play." The quiet girl behind the counter pleaded.

"Come on Kurt, please. They're not so bad, I'm wearing them." Blaine gave his boyfriend his best impression of a puppy, before displaying his feet proudly.

"Suck it up Princess, you agreed to go bowling, what did you expect would happen?" Seb sneered.

"I agreed to bowl. I did not agree to wear sweaty, smelly, clown shoes.'' He sniffed. "There's an odd number here anyways, I'll sit this one out."

"Come on babe, I want you on my team. You could totally pull these off." Blaine pleaded.

Sebastian laughed. "No he couldn't."

Kurt huffed, storming over to their alley, as Seb recieved a soft elbow to the side, courtesy of Dave.

"Be nice." Dave muttered.

"That was nice." Seb smirked at Dave's exasperated look.

"He's right though, no one pulls these off." Came a female voice from behind them, Seb turning to see James, arm wrapped around the shoulder of his girlfriend.

"Pfft, everything looks good on me." Seb frowned as Dave laughed and Candice, the girl Seb had to pick up for Jimmy cos he didn't have the guts to do it himself and should therefore shut his trap and stop laughing at him; simply gave him a 'bitch please' look and moved off towards the alley with the rest of them.

"I'm totally pulling these off." Seb scoffed as Dave ignored his comments, ushering him along to the rest of the group.

...

"You've got nothing on me, Anderson." Seb goaded, whilst making his way up to the lane.

Dave sat in his chair, shaking his head. Seb had warned him he was competitive, he just never expected it to be this bad. Dave shrugged, at least they were winning.

"You'd think this was a fight to the death, with the way everyone's acting." Dave smiled as Candice took Sebastian's vacated seat.

"Well, majority here are sportsman, so I guess it's to be expected." He shrugged.

"I don't know, I'm not much into sports."

"But you come along and watch our games right?" Dave swore he'd seen her at a few games at least, never paying much attention when he had Seb sitting with his dad, cheering him on.

"A few, yeah." She smiled, as Jimmy shouted threats at Blaine if he didn't get a strike. "I have no idea what's going on during them though. I just like watching you guys running around in tight pants." She laughed.

"It's one of the many perks of football." Dave laughed, surprised at how easy he was finding it to talk about checking out guys. It was something he was still getting used to, being out and open.

"STRIKE!" Seb crowed, his victory dance giving Dave a nice view of his glorious ass.

He skipped to Dave, shooing Candice out of his seat. "That was for you." He laughed happily, kissing Dave's cheek. "We're gonna crush them." He cheered. Dave had to admit, he was adorable when he was all excited like this.

"That's my cue." Candice waved, making off to collect her ball.

"You're going down, bitch." Santana sneered, sauntering over and snatching the ball the other girl had chosen, as Brittany clapped happily.

"We'll see." Candice snorted.

Apparently, it wasn't just the guys that were competitive, Dave thought.

...

"It was a pretty close game." Blaine grinned as they all headed out to their respective cars. "And it was super fun."

"Super fun, cos we super smashed your asses." Santana sneered, laughing as Blaine's enthusiastic smile, dimmed just a little.

"No need to be a sore winner, Santana." Kurt narrowed his eyes at her, before sliding his arm through his boyfriend's. "It was a gallant effort, babe." Blaine's smile at that was almost blinding.

"Urgh, enough with the sappiness before I'm sick." Seb gagged, before jumping on an unsuspecting Dave's back, clinging to him tightly." Onward David," he cried dramatically, "to the car!" Dave waved goodbye, before gripping Seb's legs and trundling off, a wide grin stretching across his face.

"You know," Blaine sighed, resting his head on Kurt's shoulder, as they casually strolled to Kurt's car, "I had my doubts, but I actually think they're good for each other. They're cute together."

"Hmm, I'll admit they seem to work." Kurt frowned. "I just worry about David, everything he's been through, and with Sebastian's history, I just don't want to see Dave get hurt."

He smiled as Blaine reached up and kissed his cheek. "You're too nice for your own good. Whatever happens, Karofsky's got people he can confide in now, he'll be okay. But, I honestly think they're the real deal."

Kurt scoffed at his overly romantic boyfriend. "Yes, well we shall see." Blaine simply rolled his eyes playfully, smile still glued to his face.

...

Dave admired himself in the mirror. Dark wash jeans, blue printed tee and black shirt, open over the top. He never really thought of himself as good looking, but right now he thought himself a bit of alright.

"You look quite fuckable right now." Seb purred in his ear, chest pressed into Dave's back, resting his head on Dave's shoulder. "If the gay patrol weren't about to come knocking on your door any moment, I'd be ripping these clothes off you."

Dave blushed. No matter how many times Sebastian made such lude comments, he could never stop the pink blush from staining his cheeks. He sometimes thought Seb only made these comments just to get this reaction from him.

"But you spent so much time helping me pick these out," Dave muttered, "it'd be a shame to ruin them before anyone got to see me in them."

"It's a shame they cover you up so much." Seb tsked, running his hands down Dave's chest before wrapping them around his belly and scowling. "I don't want to think about anyone imagining ripping these off of you; except me of course." He nuzzled into Dave's neck. "You're mine." He growled, causing Dave to shiver.

"You're so sweet." Dave laughed sarcastically. "I'm pretty sure it's you they'll be staring at anyways." Dave turned to admire his boyfriend's appearance; taking in Seb's preppy attire, with jeans that showed off his delicious ass.

Seb rolled his eyes, wrapping his arms around Dave's neck. "Ofcourse they'll check me out, I'm fucking hot." Dave frowned, that was certainly reasurring. "But you... You've got that innocent, naive, 'hot as fuck but doesn't know it yet' look. Guys will be dying to let you know just how hot they think you are."

Dave blushed, smiling shyly at him. "You think they'll try picking me up?"

"Yes." Seb growled, narrowing his eyes.

"Well too bad, cos I only want you." He grinned as Seb smirked, clearly pleased with his response, before leaning down to capture Dave's lips with his own.

...

Seb groaned as the doorbell rang not a minute later. "And I was just about to start the destruction on your clothes." He winked.

"There's always later." Dave blushed, surprised at how forward that was.

Seb raised a surprised eyebrow at him, before smiling like the cat that got the cream and dragging Dave down the stairs as the numerous doorbell rings told them that his friends may be getting a little impatient.

...

"He's not interested." Seb glared at the third guy who'd approached Dave. They'd been here an hour and Dave had already recieved two free drinks and a couple of gropes. He'd had to chase most of them off, Dave being a little naive, never realising when someone was trying to pick him up. Though he and Santana got a laugh out of watching the few guys who'd grabbed Dave run off when his shocked look was replaced with his 'I'm about to break your hand' look.

"He was just being nice." Dave swallowed nervously as Sebastian turned his glare on him.

"David, he was one line away from dragging you to the bathroom for a quickie."

Seb softened his glare as Dave spluttered, he really was that innocent. "I'm sorry." He sighed. "I still find it hard to believe someone's trying to pick me up, so I don't notice when they're trying." He shrugged.

"I can't really blame them when you're looking this delicious." Seb growled, claiming Dave's mouth with his own. He could never get enough of that little gasp of surprise Dave let out whenever he kissed him. It made him feel powerful, wanted.

"Oh my gosh, you two are just adorable." Sebsatian turned his best death stare on the energetic bundle of drunk, Blaine.

"Do you mind?" He sneered.

"You both just look like bad asses, like bad boys. Like... I'm not sure," he laughed, looking confused and clearly over the limit, "but you're so sappy and romantic and cute together and just; you're just adorable." He bounced giddily, opening his arms for a group hug, before Seb stopped him with a hand to his forehead, pushing the over excited boy into Kurt, who dragged him away to get some much needed water.

"I think he needs to be cut off." Dave chuckled, as Jimmy and Candice pulled along side the couple at the bar.

"Who's Alex talking to?" James asked, gesturing to where the blonde boy sat with a pretty brunette, seemingly deep in conversation.

"Either a lesbian after a free drink, or a third wheel fag hag." Seb shrugged. He'd been feeling sorry for the quiet boy all night, him being the only one in the group unattached, it would've sucked when everyone had paired off to do their own thing.

Dave choked on his drink. "Are you allowed to say that? Doesn't exactly sound PC."

Seb shrugged." Don't know, don't particularly care. Now let's dance big guy. I wanna see your moves."

...

They were a giggling mess by the time they reached Dave's house, Candice, not a drinker, happily driving them home. They'd decided, with Dalton being too far, Seb would just stay here.

Dave tried to keep quiet, knowing his dad would be crashed out in the lounge, in an attempt to stay up and wait to check Dave had gotten home okay. He'd made sure to keep in touch with his dad all night, he hated having him worry; but it was almost three am by now, and Paul was most probably asleep.

...

"Dad?" Dave whispered, as he found his dad passed out on the couch. "Dad,I'm home. You can go to bed now."

"David?" His dad slurred. "You got home safely?"

"Yeah dad." he whispered.

"Sebastian's with you?" He mumbled, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Yes, sir." Seb spoke up from behind Dave.

"Good, good. You boys have a good time?" He smiled, dragging himself up off the chair.

"Yeah, it was fun." He hadn't specifically told him where they were going, just out with his friends.

"Excellent, I'm off to bed then. G'night boys, mind you keep the noise down, okay?" He chuckled, kissing Dave's forehead as he passed, and patting Seb's shoulder, Dave blushing at his comment while Seb smirked.

...

As they heard Paul's bedroom door close, Seb turned to Dave with a predatory look. "Now, let me show you just how mine you really are." He growled.

Dave blushed, his laughter muffled as he brought his lips to Sebastian's in a heated kiss.