Tino
is
spending his Friday night at some trendy nightclub, sipping some cocktail and eyeing the other patrons. There was that cutie across the way,
he'd send a drink to him. Hopefully tonight wouldn't be so dull.
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The brunette had finished the drink he was nursing and was crowdwatching, making snide comments in his head, when the bartender approached
with a drink. "I didn't..." he began, but was told that the drink was from another customer. He accepted it and eyed it suspiciously before
casting a searching gaze over the bar.
smiles from his spot at the bar, giving the other a small wave. He didn't want to come off as desperate or a creeper, he just wanted to try
and make a connection with another person. And the brunette did seem nice enough. He just hoped he hadn't guessed wrong.
He huffed softly and averted his gaze, blushing. He could even remember the last time he was hit on, if he ever was. Typically his scowl
warded off others with little issue. That's why he told himself the wave wasn't for him, staring at the drink but not sipping.
He noticed this, slipping off of his steat and moving closer to the other male, hopefully close enough that he could be heard over the music
"It's safe, I promise."
He squeaked and jumped in shock, just barely managing to stay on his seat. "H-hey! Don't sneak up on a person l-like that!" the male scolded
shrilly, trying to calm his heartbeat. Still, he took a small sip of the drink (wincing at the strength), and didn't send the other away.
grinned at not being told to fuck off. Well this could go smoothly! "I wasn't sure what you'd like, so I hope it's okay."
He huffed, rolling his eyes and taking another sip. He was embarrassed for being a fruity cocktail type (wine went with dinner, obviously),
but at least he had something that tasted good.
Tino
was
really a hardcore alcohol type, but he was not going to be buying a possible, er, date? just straight up shots of 151. "So, you from around
here?"
"Unfortunately." Lovino would have told the blonde male to get lost, but he was more lonely than angry tonight, so he allowed himself the
attention. His fingertip skimmed around the rim of the glass a few times, a soft sigh escaping him.
watched him happily for a moment. Really, the brunette was very attractive. "I just moved here actually. It doesn't seem that bad..."
Lovino blushed, taking a sip of the drink before biting his lower lip. A few minutes later, he murmured out a soft "...Welcome," glancing at
the empty bar stool next to him.
smiles warmly, sliding into the stool next to the other, finishing off his own drink and ordering another. "I'm Tino, by the way."
He drained his own drink, figuring he needed more alcohol for this, but didn't move to order another. "...Lovino," he offered quietly, not
daring to glance in the Fin's direction.
"Lovino." The name was foreign in his mouth, but he certainly liked the way it sounded! "Lovely name." He waved the bartender over and got
another drink for the other male, happy to empty his wallet for the other, it seemed.
He blushed brightly at that, biting his lip and becoming incredibly interested with the top of the table. "A-ah... you don't..." But the
bartender was already delivering his drink, so he went quiet, sipping it with embarrassment.
"It's no big deal, I'm out celebrating, and my favourite way to celebrate is to buy someone so good looking a few drinks!"
He squeaked in shock, and his face went even redder, swatting at the Fin. "S-shush...!"
chuckled, sipping his own drink. "Only the truth! Otherwise I wouldn't be buying you drinks! Ah, I guess you don't get this a lot..?"
He returned to his drink, managing a tiny shake of his head. He was so beyond embarrassed, he couldn't handle it. He wasn't used to being
treated this way. He blinked strongly a few times, feeling a bit dizzy.
"Shame, people around here must be blind then." He honestly did find Lovino attractive, though it looked like the personality could use just
a little work...
He shot the other a look out of the corner of his eye, but honestly, he wasn't really minding it that much. Not that he'd ever admit that,
even to himself. The Fin definitely wasn't unattractive, but Lovino was just... anxious, because who could find him attractive?
More people than he's think probably. He finished his drink, rolling his shoulders, wondering if he should have another. "So, do you have
any other plans this evening?"
"N-no..." he mumbled, in a state of disbelief. This couldn't be happening... He paused for a moment. "Are you... is someone paying you to
talk to me?" the brunette asked, looking around the bar for Francis or that albino potato.
looks a little taken aback at that, confused for a moment. "W-what? No, not at all!"
He scanned the bar a second time to make sure, but when he saw no familiar faces he sighed softly, turning back to the Fin (and feeling even
more shy). "S-sorry. Just... sorry..." His cheeks were red with embarrassment, and he drained his drink in a few gulps.
"No no no, it's fine! I understand." He would be suspicious if anyone approached him as well. He ordered them one more round. "So, if you
don't have any plans, maybe we could spend the evening together?"
The Italian blushed more, staring at the bar top and nibbling his lower lip. "U-uhm… okay…" he offered feebly, a bit oblivious. Sometimes he
Lovino
was
a silly drunk, but it seemed tonight he was shy and meek, which meant that he didn't even really know he'd had a bit too much.
Score! He thanked the bartender, sipping his new drink. "Do you like to dance?"
He didn't move for the new drink yet, just eyeing it. "No..." He would trip over his own feet on a dance floor.
"Ah, that's a shame." He said, shrugging it off. "So, tell me a little more about yourself?"
"I..." W-what? What was he supposed to say? "I'm... I'm 21..." he offered feebly.
He smiles and nods, trying to get a little more out of the other. Just a little, trying to figure out how to ask him home. "Do you work?"
"Uhm, yeah..." He blushed, finally moving for his new drink to stifle his embarrassment. "I-I'm an artist..." It was sort of lame whenever
he said it, like it wasn't really a job.
"An artist! Impressive! I've never had any sort of artistic ability..." He chuckles, taking another sip. "So, is it just you...?" He
supposed he should have asked if the other was single earlier...
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The compliment made him stare at the bar, cheeks gone crimson. At first, he didn't understand what Tino was asking, until it sunk in. "O-oh…
I-I-- y-yeah--" he stuttered, and took a big sip of his drink, probably only attributing to his strong flush.
"Really? What a shame, you really are so attractive." He smiled softly, eyeing the other's flush. What a cutie! "Well, I guess I should
consider myself lucky, then!"
A squeak spilled out of him. A-attractive? He couldn't believe the Fin was so boldly hitting on him...! "I-I-I--" he stammered, but didn't
really manage to get anywhere, clinging to his glass like a lifeline.
nodded, smiling widely. "Obviously. Attractive and such a cute personality too!"
He bit his lower lip, resisting the urge to flee."T-tha.... oh..." he mumbled, cheeks flaming up. He didn't think it was true...
"So, do you have any plans for...after you leave the bar?" He asked, smiling again.
The Italian flushed, shaking his head as he sipped yet again at his drink. "I-I... no..." If he was at the bar alone, he probably wasn't
likely to have plans...
"Would you like to?" Yes, he was trying to pick the other up. He wasn't sure how drunk the Italian was, and if he'd agree, but he thought
it was worth a shot.
He turned bright red, almost in disbelief, but before he could even register it he was nodding. "I-I... y-yeah..." he stuttered, rubbing at
his cheeks.
Yes! Good night got even better! He grinned as he finished his own drink. "Whenever you're ready then." He'd be happy to buy the cutie more
drinks if he'd like though. He didn't mind.
"N-now...?" he squeaked out, blushing even brighter if possible. His heart was beating far too fast and he was incredibly nervous.
grinned, slipping off his barstool and offering his hand to the other. He left a small stack of large bills for his tab and a tip for the
bartender. "Well then, shall we?"
He slid off of the stool-- and immediately stumbled onto the other, the world spinning around him. He didn't even know he was this drunk...
grinned, wrapping an arm around the other's shoulders. "I'll call a cab." It wasn't too far to his place, but he wouldn't make the other
walk further than he needed to
The Italian blushed, nodding weakly. He felt sort of foolish for this, and tried to support some of his own weight. "S-sorry..." he murmured
out, embarrassed.
"No worries!" He was a little tipsy himself, but managed to stay upright, getting them a cab and soon they were off for his place. Tino kept
an around around Lovinio the whole ride, of course, hand slipping lower and lower.
Lovino managed to make it into the car without falling, and he squeaked and blushed brightly as the hand slipped lower, biting his lower lip
and trying to pretend it wasn't happening. Of course, with all the alcohol in his system, he kind of wanted to not pretend that nothing was
happening...
helped the other up to his (very expensive) apartment. And once inside the front door deciding to throw caution to the wind, and he tired to
kiss the other.
The sudden kiss caught Lovino offguard, and he flushed even darker than he already was, but his body quickly made the decision to press up
against Tino, pushing into the kiss ravenously. He didn't normally behave like this, it was almost embarrassing...
Tino
was
certainly not going to complain though. One arm wrapped around the other male's waist, parting his lips to deepen the kiss, one hand resting
on Lovino's ass.
He groaned softly in the kiss, lips parting softly and standing on tippytoes to be aligned better, fingers twining in the other's shirt. He
couldn't remember the last time he'd kissed someone like this, and he'd never done this with a stranger.
leaned down a it more so the other didn't have to stretch as far. He pinned the other against his front door as he slid his tongue into the
other's mouth, his free hand beginning to slip under the artist's shirt.
The Italian let out a sensual moan, body quivering as he was pinned against the door. The show of dominance only stood to arouse him more,
abdomen pressing into Tino's exploring hand. Feeling brave, he raked his teeth gently over the Fin's tongue.
Tino
was
very pleased with the way the other felt under his fingers, gently raking his fingers down the other's stomach before running along the
waistband of the Italian's jeans. He moaned into the other's mouth at the feeling of teeth, quickly getting more and more into the male he'd
just picked up at the bar.
The kiss only snowballed to become more teeth and tongue than lips, each moment making Lovino crave the heat more. He finally broke from the
kiss to gasp for breath, limp and flushed underneath the blonde-- well, except for the part of him that was, well, not so limp.
Which the Finn noticed. He pressed his hips against the other's, panting as well, dipping his head to nip along the brunette's neck. Tino
pulled them both away from the door, starting for his bedroom.
Honestly, he wouldn't have protested being taken against the door, he was so horny. Lovino allowed the Finn to lead him towards the bedroom,
eyes dark with lust and half-lidded.
only decided to move this to his bedroom because he didn't have condoms and lube stashed anywhere else at the moment (it was a new
apartment, he wasn't yet prepared for fucking someone anywhere.) He pushed the other back onto his bed, climbing on after him, kissing the
Italian before stripping them both of shirts, leaning down to nip along the other's collarbones.
He fell gracelessly back onto the mattress, wiggling into a comfortable place. The brunette's cheeks went crimson as his shirt was removed,
embarrassed, but he moaned and arched up as his collar was nibbled at, bones visible on his slim frame. Shyly, he wrapped his legs around
Tino's waist, rubbing up with a cry of pleasure.
gave a small shiver of excitement at hearing the other's obvious pleasure. He wasted no time in kissing down the other's slender frame,
pausing at the waistband of his pants. He dipped his head, undoing the fly with his mouth and beginning to tug the other's pants down off
his bony hips.
He shuddered as his pants were unzipped, legs dropping back to the bed, wondering why that was so hot. He couldn't help but quiver, cheeks
flushed with both arousal and embarrassment. The Italian couldn't help but feel apprehensive about the Finn removing his pants, because he
Lovino
was
nervous that he wouldn't be adequate enough, and not to mention the fact that no one else had seen down there for these reasons...
Tino
was
tipsy, and horny, and the Italian was cute. There was no way the other was going to be a disappointment. He moved back up to flick his
tongue over one pink nipple before gently pinching in, rubbing the other through his underwear with his other hand.
Crying out, the artist arched up into the hand, writhing slightly at the pleasure-pain of the sensitive nub being pinched. Tino's rubbing
produced a shuddering moan from Lovino, legs spreading more and eyes watering slightly as his cock strained at his boxers, wetting them
slightly with precum. He was a little too eager...
smirked a little, tugging the other's boxers down and off before completely stripping himself. He began to kiss down the other's stomach
again, going very slowly this time. He wrapped his fingers loosely around the brunette's cock, flicking his tongue over the head, savoring
the other's musky taste.
He watched the other kiss down his stomach, panting and flushed. When the blonde grabbed his erection and licked over the head, Lovino's
hands curled into fists in the blankets and pushed down on the mattress, a cry bursting from his lips. He couldn't help but force his hips
up, shaking and bright red with embarrassment.
He looked up at the other though his lashes, taking the head into his mouth. He was careful of that hip buck, using one hand to pin the
brunette down to the mattress. He wondered for a moment if the other was a virgin? He'd have to ask before he took his further, though the
thought of it excited him greatly.
"A-ah!" The Italian cried out as the tip of his cock was enclosed by the mouth, hips straining against being pushed down. He whimpered and
squirmed on the mattress, flushed brightly and panting hard. His grip on the blankets tightened. Lovino was a virgin, but rather than having
positive feelings like the Finn, he was sort of ashamed over it.
Oh, Tino would be sure to tell him how wonderful it was. When his mouth wasn't busy. His free hand gently cradled the other's balls, rolling
them in his palm and very very gently squeezing as he took more and more of the brunette's cock into his mouth.
"A-ah--! N-no...!" he mewled out loudly, trembling and spreading his legs further, squirming around under the blonde. A good part of him
wanted to shove the other away because of the embarrassing way he was reacting.
kept taking more in until his mouth was full, starting to slowly bob his head, sliding along the other's stiff shaft. He didn't want to get
the other too worked up, but this pleasure would certainly help with the next step.
"A-aah... ah..." Too worked up was where he was headed, though. Lovino couldn't really be blamed, though; he'd never really had a blowjob,
either (though he had given one, if that counted for anything). His hips spasmed up, eyes shutting tight.