'Drink' (Baines/McCulloch)
Featuring Leighton Baines and Lee McCulloch.
060. Drink
Notes: I swear I wasn't drinking when I wrote this.
It's funny, Leighton thinks, how alcohol can make you so bold. Normally he'd nurse a couple beers with Lee whilst watching films on his couch, but add a few more beers to that and maybe some rum and coke and you've got what's happening right now, with Leighton practically crawling on Lee's lap and asking if he's ever snogged a bloke before, and the funny thing, the really funny thing is that Lee doesn't even look disgusted, only intrigued. Maybe he's drunk too, Leighton's lost count. Lee says no, not ever, and Leighton takes one last swig of the rum and says there's a first time for everything, and a tiny part of him is screaming YOU'LL REGRET THIS YOU'LL REGRET THIS TOMORROW but with the alcohol coursing through his system, warming his blood and his head and hell, his cock, he could care less. The same goes for Lee from the looks of it, with that quirky little smirk on his face and saying yeah, first time for everything but I wish you were sober. Leighton tries to process this without much success, and his brain reminds him that hey, standing invitation right here, so he leans forward and Lee leans forward and they meet halfway in a nose-bumping, teeth-clattering kiss of absolute divinity. Tongues tangle and he tastes rum and spice and wants moremoremore, so he pushes Lee down and just tastes, tastes everything and clothing disappears and Lee's moaning so loud he can feel it in his cock, and Lee's hands, god his hands are everywhere and Leighton can't handle this heat, not so much, not enough, he can't, can't stop and oh god god god yes his world explodes and the moment is perfection.
Leighton wakes up in bed, tucked in all nice and neat with the curtains pulled shut. In the dim light, he sees Lee sitting on one side, looking wary but determined. Good morning, he says. Nrrrrgh, Leighton replies. What do you remember, Lee asks. Everything, Leighton says, beer and rum and messy sex and the only thing, he says, the only thing he does regret is having the mother of all hangovers. Lee smiles and kisses him and hands him aspirin and water, and Leighton knows it's love.
060. Drink
Notes: I swear I wasn't drinking when I wrote this.
It's funny, Leighton thinks, how alcohol can make you so bold. Normally he'd nurse a couple beers with Lee whilst watching films on his couch, but add a few more beers to that and maybe some rum and coke and you've got what's happening right now, with Leighton practically crawling on Lee's lap and asking if he's ever snogged a bloke before, and the funny thing, the really funny thing is that Lee doesn't even look disgusted, only intrigued. Maybe he's drunk too, Leighton's lost count. Lee says no, not ever, and Leighton takes one last swig of the rum and says there's a first time for everything, and a tiny part of him is screaming YOU'LL REGRET THIS YOU'LL REGRET THIS TOMORROW but with the alcohol coursing through his system, warming his blood and his head and hell, his cock, he could care less. The same goes for Lee from the looks of it, with that quirky little smirk on his face and saying yeah, first time for everything but I wish you were sober. Leighton tries to process this without much success, and his brain reminds him that hey, standing invitation right here, so he leans forward and Lee leans forward and they meet halfway in a nose-bumping, teeth-clattering kiss of absolute divinity. Tongues tangle and he tastes rum and spice and wants moremoremore, so he pushes Lee down and just tastes, tastes everything and clothing disappears and Lee's moaning so loud he can feel it in his cock, and Lee's hands, god his hands are everywhere and Leighton can't handle this heat, not so much, not enough, he can't, can't stop and oh god god god yes his world explodes and the moment is perfection.
Leighton wakes up in bed, tucked in all nice and neat with the curtains pulled shut. In the dim light, he sees Lee sitting on one side, looking wary but determined. Good morning, he says. Nrrrrgh, Leighton replies. What do you remember, Lee asks. Everything, Leighton says, beer and rum and messy sex and the only thing, he says, the only thing he does regret is having the mother of all hangovers. Lee smiles and kisses him and hands him aspirin and water, and Leighton knows it's love.