Sean asks Eric on a ....date?
Oct. 9th, 2004 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
palace_seanEric strode towards Sean's office door hoping that his lover would be in. It was lunchtime however, so he should be free. As he waited, he puzzled over what Sean would possibly have wanted to ask him. He sounded awkward and uncomfortable in his message. Hoping there wasn't anything wrong Eric knocked. Then waited.
Sean rose from his desk and walked quickly across the room, a large smile on his face. Running a hand through his hair, he took a deep breath and opened the door. Don't fuck this up. Don't fuck this up. It's just a simple question. He might have plans. He might have to work. It's no big deal.
"Hey, you," he said, his smile growing even wider as he leaned in to press his lips against his lover's.
"Hey yourself..." Eric smiled, kissing Sean back. "So..." he started, stepping around Sean and walking into his office, laying a hand on Sean's hip as he did so, "...what did you want to talk to me about?"
Sean closed the door behind Eric and ran his tongue over his lips, suddenly forgetting the small speech he'd practiced. He looked around his office, trying to act nonchalant, and took a deep breath. "Well," he began, suddenly wishing he'd simply asked Eric up for lunch and nothing more. His hand ran idly up the arm that rested on his hip, tracing imaginary patterns over the smooth skin, as he focused on the corner of his desk. "You know one of the princes - Craig - is getting married in a couple of days, right?"
"Yeah... to David right?" Eric smiled encouragingly and slid his fingers through Sean's, what the hell did that have to do with anything? he wondered.
Sean nodded, relaxing a bit as Eric entwined their fingers. "Yeah," he said, looking up, encouraged by the soft smile on his lover's face. "To David. So...I'm in the wedding, you see. David's best man. Means I have to....." He wrinkled his nose. "Get all dressed up. Have to wear a suit and everything. Least there's no fucking tie."
Eric grinned at the picture of Sean pulling grumpily at a tie as the groom and groom walked down the aisle. "You'd look cute in a suit and tie," Eric said, brushing his free hand against his lover’s cheek. "And you'd make a great best man."
Sean smiled as he leaned into Eric's gentle touch. Snaking an arm over his lover's waist, he pulled him closer and stared into the dark eyes. Fucking gorgeous! Abso-fucking-lutely perfect. After a long moment, he managed to drag his eyes away, shaking his head. "Well, I don't know about either of those things," he grinned, "but thanks. If I fuck up the best man thing, it's not like anyone will be around to see. The wedding is family and wedding party only. But the reception...."
"The reception..." Eric uttered, squeezing Sean's hand. "What about it? And you won't fuck up."
Taking a deep breath, Sean gathered his courage and looked Eric squarely in the eyes. "We can bring a guest to the reception. I wondered if......." BLOODY HELL! Just fucking get it over with! "I wondered if you'd go as my guest," he blurted out. "If you're busy, I understand. Or just don't want to go. Just thought I'd ask. No big deal if you can't," he lied.
"I'd love to, really," Eric grinned, both surprised and touched. "Anything to see you all dressed up..." Eric joked, planting a kiss against Sean's lips.
Sean released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He closed his eyes and wrapped both arms around Eric's waist. "Well, then," he said, resting his forehead against his lover's. "I guess it's a....date. Thing is, you have to dress up too you know."
"Damn... and here was me hoping I could go as I am." He looked down, grinning at the battered jeans and old t shirt that he was wearing. "But I guess I don't wanna embarrass you or anything." He smiled at Sean, "It's fine."
"Hey," Sean said, running his hand under Eric's shirt to gently stroke his stomach. "I'm pretty damn sure if anyone embarrasses anyone, it'll be me embarrassing you." Smiling wickedly, he licked his lips. "Besides....no matter what you wear, I'm sure I could *help* you get into something a little more comfortable after we leave. I might need a little help with getting out of my monkey suit meself."
"I'm sure you will..." Eric smiled moving to stand behind his lover, wrapping his arms around Sean's waist.
"Any chance of a sneak preview before the day?"
He laughed loudly and pressed his chin into Sean's shoulder; "Put any man in a suit and he looks ten times better than usual. Put this man in a suit..." Eric kissed Sean's shoulder, "And I don't know if I could contain myself."
Sean laid his head back to rest on Eric's shoulder, turning slightly to nibble a long, slow trail up his neck. "Well," he whispered, pressing his hips back to rub up against his lover's groin, "I don't think I'll be asking you to contain yourself. In fact, I'm pretty damn sure I won't."
Letting his hand trail back to wrap around Eric's waist, Sean pulled him closer. "And, a sneak preview? That can definitely be arranged. But only if I get the same. Deal?"
"Deal" Eric agreed, mind full of Sean in a suit.
"And now..." he said sadly, "I have to get back to work. Have a client in 20 minutes, and unlike some..." he paused to punctuate this sentence with a kiss, "we don't all get to shuffle paper around for a living."
Eric grinned and moved from behind Sean, pulling him up towards him.
"So do I get a goodbye kiss?" he said cheekily, looking at Sean with puppy dog eyes.
Sean grinned and leaned in, pressing his lips onto Eric's without hesitation. He licked a teasing trail across the seam of his lover's lips and reached up to thread his fingers through the soft, dark hair. His tongue slid into Eric's mouth, licking at the smooth teeth, before sliding further in to glide across his tongue. After a long moment, Sean pulled away. "How's that?" he asked, slightly breathless.
"Mmm...." Eric murmured, appreciatively. "Very nice indeed."
He leaned in and sneaked another quick kiss before edging towards the door. "Love you Sean!" He said quietly, before opening the door, "See you tonight."
Sean smiled, telling himself that Eric needed to leave, trying not to grab him for one more kiss. "Yeah," he said. "See you tonight."
He waited for Eric to shut the door, then lifted his fingers to run softly along his lips, remembering the warmth of Eric's kiss. Tonight couldn't come soon enough.
Sean rose from his desk and walked quickly across the room, a large smile on his face. Running a hand through his hair, he took a deep breath and opened the door. Don't fuck this up. Don't fuck this up. It's just a simple question. He might have plans. He might have to work. It's no big deal.
"Hey, you," he said, his smile growing even wider as he leaned in to press his lips against his lover's.
"Hey yourself..." Eric smiled, kissing Sean back. "So..." he started, stepping around Sean and walking into his office, laying a hand on Sean's hip as he did so, "...what did you want to talk to me about?"
Sean closed the door behind Eric and ran his tongue over his lips, suddenly forgetting the small speech he'd practiced. He looked around his office, trying to act nonchalant, and took a deep breath. "Well," he began, suddenly wishing he'd simply asked Eric up for lunch and nothing more. His hand ran idly up the arm that rested on his hip, tracing imaginary patterns over the smooth skin, as he focused on the corner of his desk. "You know one of the princes - Craig - is getting married in a couple of days, right?"
"Yeah... to David right?" Eric smiled encouragingly and slid his fingers through Sean's, what the hell did that have to do with anything? he wondered.
Sean nodded, relaxing a bit as Eric entwined their fingers. "Yeah," he said, looking up, encouraged by the soft smile on his lover's face. "To David. So...I'm in the wedding, you see. David's best man. Means I have to....." He wrinkled his nose. "Get all dressed up. Have to wear a suit and everything. Least there's no fucking tie."
Eric grinned at the picture of Sean pulling grumpily at a tie as the groom and groom walked down the aisle. "You'd look cute in a suit and tie," Eric said, brushing his free hand against his lover’s cheek. "And you'd make a great best man."
Sean smiled as he leaned into Eric's gentle touch. Snaking an arm over his lover's waist, he pulled him closer and stared into the dark eyes. Fucking gorgeous! Abso-fucking-lutely perfect. After a long moment, he managed to drag his eyes away, shaking his head. "Well, I don't know about either of those things," he grinned, "but thanks. If I fuck up the best man thing, it's not like anyone will be around to see. The wedding is family and wedding party only. But the reception...."
"The reception..." Eric uttered, squeezing Sean's hand. "What about it? And you won't fuck up."
Taking a deep breath, Sean gathered his courage and looked Eric squarely in the eyes. "We can bring a guest to the reception. I wondered if......." BLOODY HELL! Just fucking get it over with! "I wondered if you'd go as my guest," he blurted out. "If you're busy, I understand. Or just don't want to go. Just thought I'd ask. No big deal if you can't," he lied.
"I'd love to, really," Eric grinned, both surprised and touched. "Anything to see you all dressed up..." Eric joked, planting a kiss against Sean's lips.
Sean released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He closed his eyes and wrapped both arms around Eric's waist. "Well, then," he said, resting his forehead against his lover's. "I guess it's a....date. Thing is, you have to dress up too you know."
"Damn... and here was me hoping I could go as I am." He looked down, grinning at the battered jeans and old t shirt that he was wearing. "But I guess I don't wanna embarrass you or anything." He smiled at Sean, "It's fine."
"Hey," Sean said, running his hand under Eric's shirt to gently stroke his stomach. "I'm pretty damn sure if anyone embarrasses anyone, it'll be me embarrassing you." Smiling wickedly, he licked his lips. "Besides....no matter what you wear, I'm sure I could *help* you get into something a little more comfortable after we leave. I might need a little help with getting out of my monkey suit meself."
"I'm sure you will..." Eric smiled moving to stand behind his lover, wrapping his arms around Sean's waist.
"Any chance of a sneak preview before the day?"
He laughed loudly and pressed his chin into Sean's shoulder; "Put any man in a suit and he looks ten times better than usual. Put this man in a suit..." Eric kissed Sean's shoulder, "And I don't know if I could contain myself."
Sean laid his head back to rest on Eric's shoulder, turning slightly to nibble a long, slow trail up his neck. "Well," he whispered, pressing his hips back to rub up against his lover's groin, "I don't think I'll be asking you to contain yourself. In fact, I'm pretty damn sure I won't."
Letting his hand trail back to wrap around Eric's waist, Sean pulled him closer. "And, a sneak preview? That can definitely be arranged. But only if I get the same. Deal?"
"Deal" Eric agreed, mind full of Sean in a suit.
"And now..." he said sadly, "I have to get back to work. Have a client in 20 minutes, and unlike some..." he paused to punctuate this sentence with a kiss, "we don't all get to shuffle paper around for a living."
Eric grinned and moved from behind Sean, pulling him up towards him.
"So do I get a goodbye kiss?" he said cheekily, looking at Sean with puppy dog eyes.
Sean grinned and leaned in, pressing his lips onto Eric's without hesitation. He licked a teasing trail across the seam of his lover's lips and reached up to thread his fingers through the soft, dark hair. His tongue slid into Eric's mouth, licking at the smooth teeth, before sliding further in to glide across his tongue. After a long moment, Sean pulled away. "How's that?" he asked, slightly breathless.
"Mmm...." Eric murmured, appreciatively. "Very nice indeed."
He leaned in and sneaked another quick kiss before edging towards the door. "Love you Sean!" He said quietly, before opening the door, "See you tonight."
Sean smiled, telling himself that Eric needed to leave, trying not to grab him for one more kiss. "Yeah," he said. "See you tonight."
He waited for Eric to shut the door, then lifted his fingers to run softly along his lips, remembering the warmth of Eric's kiss. Tonight couldn't come soon enough.
