"Guess who's drunk?!" Was a question Scott heard plenty of times in a Sunday night when Wallace had got back from the bar, but tonight was different, some cocky new kid had moved into down and challenged Wallace to a shot drinking competition. Wallace won.
"I guess Wallace." Scott rhetorically asked as he already knew just who it was. However that thought was cut off by a pair of keys thrown roughly at the back of his head.
Wallace was so drunk all he could respond in confirmation was gibberish To which he continued by slamming his head onto their shared bed dramatically, almost hitting Scott. He then curled up and have Scott an incredibly tight hug. "Goodnight." He kissed Scott's forehead.
So after enough sleeping pills to knock an elephant out Scott indeed got a good night's sleep. Wallace however did not, Wallace was lying sprawled out on the bed in his own apathy and hangover.
"I'm tired....." He moaned to Scott, who was changing into clothes for work.
"I know...I know..." he looked at Wallace, and began to hatch up a plan, it had been a while since he and Wallace had any sort of sexual encounter and he was rather in a mood to get things going again.
"You know..... you've got work soon again and your in no mood to get to work. How about I cheer you up?" He smirked.
"What?..." Wallace asked, his headache cutting some sound out and the confusion from what his, mostly sexually shy and immature boyfriend just said.
Scott sighed, this was Wallace, king of one night stands, clearly be of all people should understand the art of innuendo. "Let me say this clearly, m'kay. Your in a bad mood, you've got a headache, you've also got work in three hours and if you swear at the boss again he'll fire you. Let me cheer you up" Scott's smile widened.
Before Wallace could say anything in protest Scott walked up to him and placed his hands palm first on Wallace's stomach and licked his own lips. "Come on. We've done it before~" Scott argued in his best attempt at a seductive voice. Although it mostly only coming off as cute due to his failure. He shoved Wallace lightly, making him fall on the bed, Scott crawled on top of him and sat on his waist. He leaned in and kissed Wallace lightly before pulling back and unbuttoning Wallace's shirt and pulled it to the sides.
"Scott?! What are you doing?! Its too early!" Wallace argued in protest to Scott's ignorant but cute reply.
"Its never too early for sex." He placed his hands firmly on Wallace's flat stomach, making him shiver, that turning Scott on, hearing his boyfriend's voice like that, desperate.
Scott lifted his arms up to indicate Wallace should lift his shirt up, Wallace followed swiftly and pulled Scott's shirt up, starting at the sides. Scott gasped slightly as Wallace's firm knuckles grazed the sides of his body. He moaned slightly too, making Wallace smirk.
Wallace took this as the perfect advantage to flip Scott over. He was now holding onto Scott's chest, onto his right nipple, to hold him down while his other hand reached for Scott's jeans and applied force.
"Oh fuck..." Scott moaned in protest and pure pleasure, while Wallace applied force slowly, then let go. Then repeated, it was a mixture of sexual teasing and rough foreplay that exhausted Scott within thirty seconds. Enough that he would consider begging. "Please....please Wallace..." as soon as he said that Wallace put a finger onto his lips and shushed him.
"Hold on okay? You got to let me do my work." He smirked. He was winning now.
Scott shook. Trying to shake Wallace off of him, he wanted him, who wouldn't, I mean its Wallace! But he was the one supposed to be cheering Wallace up. And Wallace had now mounted Scott and wouldn't let go. Not for the world.
Meanwhile Scott was trying his hardest not to give in. It was his job to make sure Wallace would be satisfied, but Wallace was focusing more on pleasing Scott. All Scott could think was, 'I must help him, I must help him!!' He began to push Wallace, he was Wallace shake, and jerk and jolt. And soon afterwards Scott finally overpowered Wallace and reversed their position.
Scott pushed Wallace to the end of the wall and the bed so his legs stretched out. Scott smirked.
"Now it's going to go well." Scott winked at Wallace and sat just in front of Wallace's feet. He did what Wallace did. Pushing force onto his crotch every once in a while.
Wallace was moaning and groaning constantly, and soon enough he couldn't take it. He pulled Scott roughly up to him. Wallace licked his lips seductively and kissed Scott passionately before he pushed him to the other side of the bed as they met shoulder to shoulder.
Scott took the opportunity and slipped his hand down Wallace's jeans, going through with his promise to himself and began to pleasure him. While Wallace moaned loudly, moaning Scott's name and mostly other gibberish he tried to put his hand down Scott's jeans, Scott grabbed his hand, stopping it "No. It's your turn to feel good," he kissed his forehead and continued for a while. Knowing that Wallace would feel obligated to return the favour when he got back from work.
After all this Scott had god what he wanted. To please Wallace, and Wallace got what he needed. Pleasure. So after Wallace had been completely spent Scott left to the bathroom to wash.
When he left he gestured to Wallace. "Hey muchacho, work starts in fifteen minutes, I'd suggest getting ready"
