morning after

August watched the water run down his body, admiring the swirls of liquid as it hurried down the drain. Steam was quickly filling the air, making it slightly harder to breathe. Pouring a small handful of shampoo into his hand, he scrubbed his head with one hand, scratching his own abdomen with the other. "I reckon I've got enough to afford it. If I was bothered, I could make my parents buy me an apartment and a maid to go with it. One that'll cook me things and make my bed in the mornings." His parents had doted on his brother far more, but he was sure he could weasel a little out of them if he lied and said he had accomplished some great feat.

Washing the soap out of his hair quickly, August made sure he was shampoo-free before leaning down. "You sure you're not hungry for sex?" Pressing a gentle kiss under Sebastian's jaw, August backed him into the shower wall, adding more kisses as he went along. "Not even a little bit?" They were both naked, and the opportunity was definitely presenting itself. August's hands drifted down Sebastian's body, caressing the other boy gently. "I think I might be hungry for both. Fire is insatiable, you know."

His instance of self-discovery was a whirlwind of desires and hungers he never realised were even possible. He could finally understand why those high school boys were always talking about sex. It was magical. Perhaps it was because he had only been with women, that he had never really gotten it. Looking back, he didn't know why he hadn't hooked up with men earlier.
Whining softly, August pressed his body harder against Sebastian, leaning hard into his warm chest. He returned the kiss eagerly, hissing sadly as the embrace was broken for more words.

The mention of his parents didn't fail to make him lose the mood. August stopped trying to get more as he tried to pose a reply. Finally, he shrugged, not wanting to give a full answer. "I guess. My father was a real estate star. When I was their only child, I got everything I wanted. But when my brother was born, they turned their affections onto him." August's brow creased into a frown. He loved his younger brother, but that didn't stop the streak of envy that coursed through him each time the subject was brought up. Hideki got everything. "Why do you ask?"

August blinked down at Sebastian, looking rather lost for a moment. He could feel the light touches against his skin, his hands idly resting on Sebastian's hips while he worked. Making a low humming in his throat, August couldn't resist a small smile as he felt the hands traveling lower. Shrugging modestly, the man shoved his hair away from his face, replacing his hands on Sebastian's face. "I know I do." As humble as ever, August leaned over to brush his mouth against Sebastian's. "But, I'm hungry." With a final wicked grin over his shoulder, August shook himself off and stepped out of the shower.

Finding a towel to wrap himself with, August tousled his hair with one hand, the other keeping his cover in place. His muscles rippled and flexed as his body adjusted to the new temperature of the room, away from the overwhelming heat that he had just begun to get used to. At least he felt cleaner, anyway. Shuffling into his tiny kitchen, he grimaced, seeing the lacking selection. Securing his towel to free his hand, August picked up boxes and containers, checking all over for expiration dates. He got excited when he saw a box with a label that read several months into the future, but quickly set it back down when he saw the expiration year. "Um... Feel like going out?"

Looking up in surprise, August hadn't really registered that clothes were indeed, required to go outside. His mouth formed a small 'o' shape as it dawned on him. Setting down the dusty container that he held, August turned his full attention on Sebastian. "Oh. Yeah, I guess you do need clothes, don't you? I could lend you some of mine, if you like." He probably had some old clothes that were too small for him, if he searched hard enough. But he didn't really feel like he had the energy to search that much.

Padding back to his bedroom, August shuffled around in his drawers, picking out a couple fistfuls of clothing that might fit. "Here, these might fit you. It's been a while since I've cleaned out old clothes, thankfully." Speaking of cleaning out his old things, it was probably a good idea to start sorting through. "D'you know anywhere good that we can go? I haven't been out with anyone in such a long time, I've sort of ... Forgotten, I think."