BxB One Shots [Lyle & Syll]

Drunk

I was sitting on the couch waiting for Lyle to come back. He was going out with some friends and I stayed home. Most times he comes home at a normal time like half past twelve, but this time it was already 2AM. Normally I would just go to bed and eventually feel him join me and go to sleep. This time I stayed awake though. Not being able to sleep because I was worried about him, I decided to just watch a movie while drawing a little bit. Being the grown-up child I was I was watching Disney movies. Because I was lazy I was just wearing an oversized sweater (That was actually oversized on me and so oversized it fell off of one shoulder) and some boxers. I also had a blanket around me.

I heard a door open and close and closed my sketchbook. I turned around and saw Lyle walking in. The worry I had before was all gone now and I looked at him with relieve. "Babe you're finally home."

"Yes. Why is Syll still awake." He asked with a slur. He is drunk isn't he?

"I was waiting for you babe." I stood up and walked over to him.

"Why?"

"I was worried. Now come I'll put you to bed."

"No, I want my tea. It's tea time!" He yelled cheerfully.

"It's not tea time bumble. Come on." He didn't say anything and looked at me with a smirk. He grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me against the wall.

"You look so hot. You made me all horny." He started kissing and sucking my neck. Despite being a sucker for this I had to resist. I mean come on! He's drunk!

"Lyle. Babe you know what we said? No sex when one of us is drunk." I let out a slight moan because damn he is sucking real hard on my shoulders. Damn Lyle I was just hickey free!

"But I am not drunk!" He called out against my neck. I gently pushed him away. He pouted at me.

"Lyle you get some tea from me but then we go to sleep." I sighed and he smiled at me.

"Tea!" I walked away and he slapped me on the ass while I was walking to the kitchen.

"Lyle go and sit on the couch."

"Okie." I heard and heard him walking towards the couch. "Blanket." He said and I smiled. I made him his tea and walked over to him sitting on the couch watching tv. He had the blanket around him and I sat next to him.

"I got your tea." I said to him. He looked at me confused.

"I don't want tea right now. I want you." He slurred. He started kissing me again.

"Lyle stop. You're drunk." He stopped and whined. He laid his head on my lap and snuggled into my sweater. Quickly after that he fell asleep. His red cheeks from being drunk looked cute on him but I knew he drank way too much. Luckily he didn't drive himself. Lyle can handle alcohol very well so when he's drunk he really drinks a lot.

"You dumbass." I whispered to him while brushing my hand thru his hair. Lyle started mumbling things about murdering and fighting. It may sound weird but Lyle's dreams are mostly sexual or about murder. Yes murder. Lyle likes that type of things. Meanwhile I dream about sappy romantic stuff, sexual stuff or a fun adventure. I turned the TV off and kissed the top of Lyle's head. I put my arms under his legs and around the top of his body and lifted him bridal style. I walked to our bedroom and carefully laid him on the bed. Which was quite hard since he was holding onto my sweater. I carefully removed his hands and got free.

Seeing he still had his clothes on I removed his jeans and socks. I left his hoodie on since he likes sleeping with a hoodie on. I put the blanket over his legs before laying next to him. I hold him close to me and drew circles on his back. He got a hold of my sweater again and snuggled up in my chest. Damn he's even cute drunk. I looked at his face. He looked peaceful. I kissed his forehead softly and brushed some hair out of his face. His eyes opened slowly and a smile appeared on his face. "I love Syllvester." He mumbled.

"I love you too Lyle."

"No, I love you more." He said back.

"Alright. Go to sleep again."

"I can't sleep." He pushed me on my back and held my hands above my head. He sat on my crotch and looked at me with adoration. "I want you." He kissed me on the lips and I kisses him back but when he wanted to go further I stopped.

"Come on Lyle. Go to sleep."

"But I'm horny." He whined.

"Lyle I'm tired please go to sleep." He shook his head and started kissing my neck. I felt his hands going under my sweater. "Lyle. No." He hovered over me and pouted. "You're drunk Lyle. We can have sex another time."

"Okay." He said and sat straight up. "I'm tired."

"Then go sleep. You need it babe."

"Yes. I'm gonna sleep." He laid down on top of me and peacefully went to sleep again. I kissed the top of his head and also closed my eyes to finally fall asleep again. I think Lyle is gonna be pretty hungover tomorrow.