Cry sat on his dark leather coach, his eyes shut as he relaxed into the silence around him. Taking a deep breath, he moved into a more comfortable position, slumber about to take over. He snapped his eyes open, sitting up as he heard, what sounded like drunken laughter. He looked over towards the door, seeing Mad stumble to the living room, a wide drunken smile present on his face. Cry shook his head, chuckling at his roommates's behavior. Mad looked over at Cry, actually noticing the other's presence, and waving - plopping down besides the brunet and pushing him back down on the couch, stuffing his face in Cry's legs. Cry gasped, moaning softly as he blushed heavily.
"M-Mad... You're drunk. S-stop tha-aahh"
He looked down at the drunken man, his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. He tried pushing on Mad's shoulder, but only got a small laugh, making him scoot closer, kissing the fabric of Cry's jeans, earning a small whimper. Mad looked up at the brunet - Cry's left eye closed as the right was half way lidded, staring down at the smirking drunkard.
"Heh~ but I *hic* wanted some of that f-fine *hic* fine ass of yours. May-maybe even, heh heh. Maybe even *hic* more... "
Mad started laughing again, stuffing his face back in between Cry's legs and nuzzling his now hardened clothed member, earning another soft moan, obviously one trying to be held back. Cry panted softly, squirming to push Mad, but only making his move more. Mad moved his hands, picking himself up, and unbuttoning Cry's jeans unzipping them as well. Cry stared down at him. Mad chuckled, pulling Cry's jeans down forcefully, the clothing resting at his ankles. Mad started unbuttoning Cry's shirt as well. Cry gulped, turning his head to the side and shutting his eyes tightly.
"Mad. Please... w-we can do this anytime, but when y-you're sober..."
Mad just chuckled, practically robbing the younger's shirt off, and starting to kiss all over his chest. Cry gasped, biting his bottom lip, turning his head to the side and shutting both of his eyes tightly. Mad licked up his chest, taking a bud in between his teeth. Cry moaned, throwing his head back. Mad sucked and licked softly, twisting the other one between his fingers. Cry moaned, biting the back of his hand to hold back his moans.
"Come on Cry, baby~ I wanna hear that- heh- that sweet voice of yours"
He starting kissing up Cry's chest, starting to attack his neck, moving his other hand, and slowly starting to rub him through the thin material of Cry's boxers. Printing his head to the side, Cry gave Mad better access to his neck, groaning in pleasure. Mad smirked, licking across Cry's neck, and biting down on a certain spot, earning a loud moan from the younger brunet under him. Mad's hand started running up and down faster, getting pants and whimpers out of Cry.
"You like that huh?"
Mad asked teasingly. Cry nodded his head vigorously. Chuckling, Mad pulled his hand off of Cry's member, getting a whine. He rolled his eyes, starting to pull Cry's boxers. Mad licked his lips, glancing up at Cry, and starting to kiss down his chest. Once he got down to his V line, he licked only around it.
"Drunk bastard... aaahh..."
Cry threw his head back, moaning as he felt warm lips wrap around his throbbing member, starting to massage the tip with his tongue. Mad started bobbing his head, sucking hard, earning pants from the one under him. Cry opened one of his eyes half way, meeting the gaze of Mad, making him moan softly. Mad licked up the base, starting to kiss and tease the tip, taking the whole thing is his mouth once more. Cry felt a quite familiar build up, his leg twitching a bit. Mad hadn't even noticed as he continued doing what he was doing. Cry panted heavily, moaning loudly as he released - Mad swallowing it and pulling away, licking his lips at the salty taste. Cry calmed his breathing down slowly. Mad pulled himself up, now sitting on the couch with Cry's legs positioned on his shoulders.
Mad quickly pecked Cry's lips, but was pulled back into a sloppy yet passionate kiss. Cry licked his own lips as Mad pulled away, tasting himself. Mad chuckled, looking down at him in pure lust and love. He sighed, grabbing Cry's ankles, and pulling his legs off of his own shoulders. Cry looked at him surprised for a moment, but it changed to a smile. He hasn't had full on sex, just a few blowjobs here or there, but never full on.
'Im glad he isn't drunk enough to go full on. Geez...'
Cry sat up a little, Mad still staring down at him.
"I'm tired..."
Mad mumbled, giggling to himself. Cry rolled his eyes, chuckled and patting Mad's head.
"How much did you drink silly?"
"Maybe like... I dint even remember! Vi drove me home."
Cry nodded, leaning over to the side and grabbing his shirt since it was the closest thing. Mad whined, laying his head down on Cry's shoulder and cuddling close to him.
"At least let me..."
But it was too late, Mad had fallen asleep on top of the naked brunet. Cry sighed in defeat, kissing Mad's head softly, and laying down.
"Goodnight you drunk bastard"
