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Warning: Rated M
Sebastian and Thad were in their room, early Saturday evening.
Each boy realised at about the same moment that they both appeared to be doing the same thing. Getting ready for a date.
Thad paused as he did up his shirt, smirking at Sebastian. "So, you know who I'm going out with, obviously, but I have no idea with you. Don't you usually go out later for Scandals? And you're looking a lot smarter than usual."
Sebastian smirked back, preening himself as he replied. "I'll take that as a compliment, since I know I look super hot!" He laughed along with Thad good-naturedly. "Actually I'm going on a first date, so I'm trying to make a good impression."
Thad watched his roommate closely as the taller boy looked back at the mirror, fiddling with the collar of his form-hugging dark button down shirt. If I didn't know better, I'd say he's nervous. Thought Thad.
"Well, you've got no worries there, man, you're looking sharp." He smiled at Sebastian, trying to help him relax.
Seb's gaze snapped to his and he smiled gratefully. "Thanks. I hope Dave thinks so too." He said, clearly admitting to Thad who he was taking out.
Thad's smile grew and he slapped Seb on the shoulder. "Dave Karofsky? Cool! I'm happy for you. Where are you going?"
Seb continued getting ready as he replied, slipping on his shoes, dusting down his smart black pants and slipping on a jacket. "Well, it seems he's never been on a date before, so I wanted to do this properly. I'm picking him up from his house and we're going for dinner at that new restaurant in Westerville. It's got quite a range on the menu, so there'll be plenty of choice until I know what his preferences are."
It's sweet how thoughtful Sebastian is being. Not his usual "Wham, bam, thank you, er... man!" Thad managed to not laugh at his inner thoughts as he finished getting ready himself.
"That's a good idea. Trent and I are going to the Italian place nearby. He's taking me out tonight." He smiled as he did up his shoes.
Sebastian grabbed his keys and paused by the door. "Well, have a good time. I'll probably be out a lot later than you, so if he decides to walk you back to our room...", he gave a knowing look to Thad, "...just lock the door if you don't want me to come in and I'll hang around downstairs for a while." He winked.
Thad managed to squeak "Okay!" before Sebastian left for his date.
Sebastian knocked on David Karofsky's door at 6.45pm. His Dad answered and nodded somewhat stiffly, but managed a smile as he ushered Sebastian into the hallway, calling Dave down from his room.
Mr Karofsky was clearly trying very hard to be understanding but was finding answering the door to his gay son's first date, as far as he knew, difficult. Sebastian kept the small talk to a minimum as he waited for Dave to appear.
Footsteps sounded down the stairs and Seb's eyes widened in appreciation. Dave looked very smart, freshly shaved with dark pants and a mid-blue button down shirt. His cheeks flushed as he smiled shyly at Sebastian, grabbing his coat and following the Warbler out of the door, saying goodbye to his Dad first.
The two boys walked towards Seb's sleek black sportscar and he opened the door for Dave, saying,"You look really nice tonight, Dave."
Dave's gaze swept over his date as he replied, "You too." He smiled as he got into the car and Seb ran round to get in the driver's seat and started the car, heading for Westerville.
Seb turned to Dave as he drove. "So, there's a new restaurant I thought we could try in Westerville, with a varied menu, if that's okay?"
Dave's gaze locked with his and he gave Seb a warm smile. "That sounds good to me."
Seb returned his focus to the road and sped away.
Thad answered his door, opening it to reveal a very smart-looking Trent. The sassy Warbler's eyes twinkled as he leant in to kiss Thad gently on the lips.
"Hi! You look amazing, Thad." His eyes raked down and back up. "Are you ready to go?" He offered his hand and Thad took it, slamming and locking his door before they set off to the car park.
"You look gorgeous as ever, Trent." Thad said as he squeezed his boyfriend's hand, stroking Trent's thumb with his as he did so. Shivers went up Trent's arm and he smiled back.
He pulled their joined hands up to his lips and kissed Thad's knuckles, before opening the door for him as the boys stepped out into the grounds, walking to Trent's car.
Seb was daydreaming at dinner. He paused whilst eating his main course to study Dave's face, his strong jaw and pink-tinged cheeks. I'm having a really nice time tonight. Everything is relaxed and unhurried and just...nice.
Everything was different with Dave. He was trying to work out what it was... and why. He thought over his most recent flings.
Seb was usually the dominant predator in his "relationships", if you could even call them that. "Relations" would be more accurate. He usually stalked his prey, swiftly went in for the kill and he always, always, topped. He had bottomed before, but he definitely preferred being the one most in control.
Even blowjobs he received and rarely gave, relying on his hotness to get the other guy off too before he had to bother, or just finishing them off with a few hard strokes inside their pants. Seeing the same guy twice was unlikely.
But Sebastian's subconscious was misbehaving. Any dream or daydream involving anything sexual with David was not going along with his usual rules. Those rules were there to protect his walls which he never let down. Seb rarely showed emotion, other than lust or amusement.
Until now he wasn't sure he would ever want to let someone see the real him, but seeing and smelling Dave after that football game had triggered something unnerving. His dreams had him laying himself open for Dave to take all of him. And he wanted to taste, too.
He realised Dave had said something and was waiting for his reply. He shifted in his seat, rearranging himself before replying, "Sorry, what did you say?" He smoothly covered his inattentiveness by leaning in and sliding his hand across the tablecloth to grasp David's hand, thumbing at the inside of his wrist, tracing circles.
Dave's eyes snapped to his wrist, watching the Warbler's thumb stroking at that surprisingly sensitive piece of skin and his breath hitched. Warm tingles spread up his arm, coursing south through his body towards not unwelcome places as he softly smiled and looked back up at Sebastian.
"I said the food here is great, we should come again." His twinkling eyes aimed at Sebastian, clearly making it known he would be up for another date, set off unusual stomach flips in the Dalton boy.
He nodded in reply, before slipping back into his usual self confident persona, "So, what do you say to Scandals after this? And this time I expect a dance." He looked pointedly at Dave, who nodded, smiling shyly.
Trent and Thad had enjoyed a tasty meal at the Italian restaurant and Trent pulled his car into the space back at Dalton.
Thad turned to Trent as he undid his belt. "Thank you for tonight. So, would you like to come back to mine for some coffee?" He joked, making it sound like they didn't live on the same boarding school floor, in rooms shared with other people.
Trent couldn't help thinking of a future where this could happen, although in that future he realised he would like to be the one living with Thad.
He giggled. "As much as I'd love to say yes to that, I don't think Sebastian would be too pleased about it."
Thad's smile grew mischievously. "Actually, he's out on a date and won't be back until very late."
Trent's pants tightened at the way Thad was looking at him. "Okay, but you don't have a coffee machine, either." He pointed out, sassily.
"I know." Thad winked and smirked at his wide-eyed boyfriend.
"Okay!" Trent replied in a rush and got out of the car in record time. He hurried round to Thad's door and opened it for him, linking hands for the walk up to his room.
"Thad?" He asked as they reached the main entrance. "Do you ever think about the future? Like, where you want to live and, uh, stuff like that?" He lost his nerve, wishing he could ask if he was part of that future.
Thad seemed to pick up on the unasked question as he squeezed Trent's hand, beginning to climb the stairs to Warbler floor. He answered as honestly as possible.
"Yes, sometimes. I can't say I've decided what I want to study at college yet, or where, but I'd like to settle down in a busy city when I eventually find a job that I want to take."
Thad looked over at Trent, who was listening and nodding. "I would like to be living with someone I loved at that point in my life too." Trent held his breath and could swear all external noise had ceased, everything waiting on Thad 's next words. "I really hope that will be you."
Thad stopped in the hallway, outside of his room, turning to face Trent. The lovely green eyes he adored were misty with unshed tears. He brought his hand up to cup his boyfriend's face, stroking tenderly with his thumb. "I'm sorry. Was that too much?" He asked, worried.
Trent smiled a watery smile. "No. It was perfect."
Scandals was packed, as to be expected of a Saturday night at this late hour. The boys put their coats in at the cloakroom, then Seb turned, surveying the room. A few regulars and some guys he hadn't seen before were clearly eyeing him up already, but they would be disappointed tonight.
Seb smirked, turned back to Dave, grabbed his hand and led him to the bar. A couple of shots and a beer later and Dave was looking a bit less nervous. Seb stuck to a light beer for once, as he was driving.
Before the bartender with the hots for Dave could start talking to him, Seb grabbed his hand again and tugged him into the middle of the crowded dancefloor, slipping his arms comfortably around Dave's neck as he closed the distance between them.
They stayed like this, moving along to the beat, for a couple of songs until a slower one came on. The music always got slower near the end of the night, facilitating hookups, so the Warbler knew there was only a few more songs before closing.
Seb tightened his grip on Dave's neck, moving even closer as he turned his head to the side slightly, leaning onto his chest. Even with the loud music in the club, he could hear Dave's deep sigh beneath his ear and the thrumming of his heartbeat.
Dave's arms which were currently looped around his waist, hands resting on the small of his back, tightened to hold him closer, hands sliding lower, fingertips grazing his backside as they swayed along.
After another song, Seb leant back in Dave's arms and looked at him. The other boy gazed back, eyes flickering down to Sebastian's lips, then back up nervously.
Seb began to close the distance confidently, but slowly. Achingly slowly.
He could feel Dave's fingertips twitch, holding on tighter as he finally claimed a kiss. Seb took control of the kiss, guiding Dave through a delicious closed-mouth kiss before he parted his lips, licking once at Dave's lower lip and pausing, waiting for admission.
Dave let out a moan and eagerly parted his lips as Sebastian's tongue found his, again dominating the heated kiss.
After a while, Seb broke the kiss to look into Dave's eyes, wanting to make sure he was okay with these developments. One look at Dave's face with darkened eyes and kiss-swollen lips told Seb he was fine with it, so Seb leant back in for another long, deep kiss.
Dave's head was swimming and his heart was racing. All he could do was hold on tight to Seb to ground him as the tingling feelings erupted in his lips and spread everywhere else.
What if he wants more? I'm not as experienced as him, I don't want him to stop but I don't know what he expects tonight. Dave's mind began to panic slightly as their tongues slid against each other while Seb expertly mapped out his mouth.
Just when Dave thought his legs would soon give out, Seb broke the kiss, resting their foreheads together. He smiled cheekily. "As good as this is, I think we should go. This is your first date after all, and soon I'll be finding it too hard to be a gentleman."
Dave let out a short laugh in relief. I'm glad he's okay with stopping there for now. Wait, did he just admit I turn him on? Dave allowed himself a little mental happy dance as they retrieved their coats from the cloakroom and headed outside.
On the way across the carpark, Seb took Dave's hand and intertwined their fingers, keeping hold for the short distance to his car.
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