"On a barstool."
Lance was always concerned by the Senbu levels of dumbassery that his boyfriend could commit when drunk.
He looked at the tipsy ginger beside him at the bar. Edge caught his eyes and threw himself at him, searching for his lips.
Lance indulged him for only a moment, regretfully pulling away. "Later, dear."
Edge pouted, but didn't argue. He knew Lance kept his promises.
He also knew that a bit of mischievous teasing would result in much harsher punishment.
That night, as soon as they entered the bedroom, Lance slammed him against the wall, kissing him roughly.
He moaned loudly, fumbling with Lance's pants. Undoing to zipper, he dropped to his knees, kissing the tip lovingly. He felt Lance's fingers tighten in his hair, and he sucked the head ever so teasingly. The blond was thrusting against him, but he wanted to be stubborn.
Finally, Lance yanked his hair and forced his member down Edge's throat. The rough handling alone was almost enough to make him cum. He throated the cock expertly.
I'm fucking lazy dunno how to finish