Spin the Bottle Truth or Dare- Shaymien

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It's one in the morning someone help me my sleep schedule has left the building

Words- 1600 ish again

Damien was being pulled rapidly towards the only locking bathroom on set. He guessed Shayne wasn't quite as into exhibitionism as his suggestion made it seem. They arrived, and Shayne looked around a couple times to ensure they were alone. If anyone saw them entering together, well, that would be hard to explain. He'd have to come up with a lie to tell in case anyone saw them leaving together. He quickly pulled Damien into the small, clean bathroom with him. The bathroom smelled faintly of pear scented soap.

"This is kinda my way of paying you back for the mind blowing orgasm you gave me last night," Shayne stated.

"Hey, don't sell yourself short, you were amazing."

Shayne blushed, "Well, regardless," he began, "I want to do the best I can."

Damien chuckled. "Is our relationship just gonna be us paying each other back for orgasms?"

Shayne's eyes widened. Did Damien think he was just doing this out of obligation? That was not what he was going for. His eyes rapidly darted to and fro, as he seemed to struggle with the concept of disappointing Damien. Of course, though, Damien could read Shayne like a book and he pulled him in for a hug.

"I'm just joking with you," he whispered into Shayne's blonde hair. "It's really sweet that you want to pay me back. Honestly? It's adorable." Damien squeezed Shayne in reassurance, holding him close to his chest. Shayne practically melted in Damien's arms, hugging him back. "And Shayne? Please don't feel nervous around me. I love you no matter how much of a dork you can be," Damien chuckled, kissing Shayne on the cheek, "you're my dork."

Shayne's heart rate had slowed, falling into the embrace like settling in for a warm bath. It picked up again when Damien moved his mouth from his cheek to his ear, breathing hot air against his earlobe. Without any more hesitation, Shayne slid down Damien's body, coming to rest on his knees before Damien yet again.

"Shayne, I can sit down if it's uncomfortable to be on your-," Damien began, but Shayne held up a finger towards him.

"I'm fine. I'm not eighty years old," Shayne laughed out. He looked up, his blue eyes sparkling with love and mischief swirling together, a whirlwind of affection behind those soft eyes.

"You definitely aren't," Damien let out with a low chuckle, more of a rumble from his throat. He suddenly felt a little tense, awaiting Shayne's next action.

Shayne had decided to take a little bit more control this time around. He leaned forward, his mouth opening to cover the barely visible bulge beneath Damien's jeans. He breathed hot, moist air onto the bulge. With a shiver, Damien grew harder, his bulge becoming more prominent and he now felt confined behind the prison of his jeans. Shayne grinned, pulling away to see the slightly damp patch his wet breath had left on Damien's jeans. His hands flew up, undoing Damien's belt but leaving it hanging in the belt loops. Damien's hand came to rest on Shayne's head gently. In mere moments, Damien's jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped, Shayne sliding them down his legs, followed quickly by his boxers.

Face to face with Damien's cock, Shayne let out a sigh, his breath ghosting over the cock in front of him. With another shiver, Damien's cock bobbed slightly, as if beckoning Shayne forward. Shayne didn't wait, and lunged forward, mouth wrapping around Damien's length. There was no sense in beating around the bush, as it were, and Shayne lost no time before deepthroating Damien. His throat convulsed, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Damien as he clenched his hand in Shayne's hair.

Shayne's hands were resting on the divots between Damien's hips and crotch, thumbs caressing gently. One hand trailed down to ghost softly across Damien's balls. Beginning to bob his head, Shayne worked his mouth over Damien's cock, breathing through his nose and trying his best to not gag even without doing the thumb trick. He wanted to genuinely get better at this.