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"Coooole, don't be boring," Jay whined, shaking Cole vigorously. "It's Thursday, we have to go to the bar."
Cole laughed and rolled his eyes, removing Jay's hands from his shoulders. He turned around to see Jay already dressed in a slightly cropped blue t-shirt and jeans. Someone was ready to go out.
"Jay, I already told you I have an exam tomorrow morning. I literally cannot." Cole turned back to his study guide and rubbed his temples. Tomorrow, he had his last exam of the semester before finals, and his grade in that class was already dangerously low as it was.
"But Cole," Jay pointed to the kitchen counter, where a bottle of tequila and 2 filled glasses sat. "I already poured our shots. Just take one with me," Jay begged. Cole snorted and stood up.
"Fine. I'll take one, BUT only since I missed the last time we went out."
Jay let out a joyous whoop! and grabbed their shots.
"Wait, do we have any chase?" Cole asked as he took the glass from Jay, the liquid's stench stinging his nose.
"We only have water and protein shakes in the fridge." Jay shivered.
"Whatever," Cole sighed and shook his head, his stomach turning at the thought of his chalky protein shake mixing with the liquor. "Let's just get this over with."
With a clink, they gave a quick cheers and threw back their shots. Cole scrunched his eyes, the liquid burning as it slid down his throat. Next to him, Jay let out a series of coughs.
"God, Jay, why do we always have to get the cheap shit?" Cole complained as he set the shot glass down.
"Because we're broke as fuck. Another one?" Jay asked with mischievous glee, bottle already in hand. Cole glanced back at his work, seemingly glaring at him from the rickety dinner table. It might be nice to get a proper break and hang out with Jay.
Despite being roommates, they barely hung out. With Cole always at the gym or library and Jay at the studio working on his newest invention, they were lucky to see each other long enough to say good night.
"I'll do one more, but I gotta get back to work," Cole relented.
Jay poured their shots, a wide grin on his face as he filled Cole's shot glass to the brim.
Cole looked up at him, incredulously, trying his best to keep his hand still to prevent any spillage. "Are you trying to kill me?"
"Whoops?" Jay cackled and poured his own shot. "Well, you gotta drink it, I guess. Cheers!"
Cole sent Jay another nasty look and drank the shot, his lip curling in disgust as the cheap liquor coated his tongue. He set the glass down and headed back to the dining table to continue studying.
"Which bar are you going to by the way?" Cole resumed scrolling through his flashcards, muttering the concepts to himself.
"Borg's."
Cole froze and slowly looked up at Jay, who was smirking. It was no secret that Borg's was Cole's favorite. Every time he went to Borg's, Jay had to drag him stumbling home just after closing, much to his dismay.
Cole grit his teeth, forcing himself to look back down at his notes, but his brain was filled with static. He couldn't stand the thought of Jay getting drunk and having fun at his favorite bar without him. He put his stylus down and stretched, faking a yawn.
"Ya know, I've been studying so much the last three days. I think I've studied plenty."
"Yeah, totally…" Jay teasingly raised an eyebrow at him. "Well? What are you waiting for? Go get ready!" Jay urged Cole, who frantically ran to his room to change out of his pajamas.
Cole sifted through his closet, discarding the pieces he didn't want onto the floor behind him. As his closet gradually emptied, he finally settled on a distressed, amber, sleeveless shirt and ripped baggy black jeans that had stars embroidered in black on the sides.
After changing out of his pajamas, he ran over to his desk, where his jewelry stand sat. Cole loved to hoard accessories, so the stand itself wasn't actually visible, making it look more like a pile of junk in a junkyard.
Behind him, a flushed Jay reappeared with their glasses in hand, which were already filled.
"Another one?"
"Dude, you're such a fiend," Cole teased but took the shot from Jay. "Cheers to me not failing tomorrow."
Taking the shot, the liquor burned less than before, and Cole felt his cheeks growing warm.
He gave the shot glass back to Jay, who slipped back into the kitchen. Turning back to his desk, he continued to fish for his accessories. Finally finding what he was looking for, he slipped on a necklace as well as rings and bracelets.
He scurried back to the kitchen, where Jay sat, their shot glasses filled and ready to be drunk.
"The Uber is here! Let's take one more." They quickly drank their last shot and headed down to the street, where the car waited for them. They pulled into the backseat, and once Cole shut the door behind them, the car was off.
When they entered the bar, it was dim and damp, and the smell of sweat, alcohol, and perfume hung in the air. Most of the crowd packed onto the dance floor, jumping and swaying to the music that blasted so loud, Cole could swear the beat was resounding in his chest.
"Green tea shots?" Jay yelled into Cole's ear, trying to compete with the music. Cole perked up at Jay's suggestion. Borg's green tea shots were the reason why Cole loved frequenting the spot and would also be the reason why he'd stumble out of the bar later in the night, trying to hold onto the air for support.
"I'll get them," Cole said, and he headed to the bar while Jay went to find a table.
The bar itself was crowded, overflowing with patrons trying to catch the bartenders' attention.
Cole weaved through the crowd and headed to the front, his broad shoulders making it difficult to push through the stifling crowd.
After a few minutes of attempting to make eye contact with one of the bustling bartenders, he managed to flag one down and order their drinks. When they finally arrived, Cole exited the herd, four full glasses in hand.
Just as Cole was about to reach the end of the frantic, sweaty crowd, an elbow knocked into his arm, and the drinks trickled onto his hand, covering him in sticky, sugary liquid.
He looked up to see a tanned, chiseled man with spiky hair whipping around, his eyes regretful, and Cole's breath caught in chest. He could stare at this man all day.
"I'm so so sorry," he apologized frantically, his piercing eyes settling on Cole.
"All good - it's just a small spill." Cole waved him off and quickly left, not wanting to get caught up in examining his sharp features. After he left, his heart pounded in his chest. Maybe it was the alcohol. He was starting to feel a familiar buzz spread through his body.
"Cole!" Cole barely heard Jay's voice pierce through the chattering and music. He turned in the direction of his voice to see Jay at a table nearby, waving with red cheeks and a lopsided smile.
He set the drinks down and snatched a few napkins from the other table to wipe the drinks off his hands.
"Oh noo - did you spill?" Jay giggled. "You did, huh? You're sooo clumsy." Jay put his forehead on Cole's shoulder, using him as support. Cole sighed. He always did this when he was drunk.
"And you're sooo drunk," Cole jokingly retorted.
"Are you?" he drawled, slightly swaying back and forth.
"A little." Out of the two of them, Cole was a heavier weight, which made sense considering his larger stature, compared to Jay who was shorter and lankier.
"Not good enough," Jay lifted his head and clumsily pushed 3 of the glasses to Cole, more of the liquid spilling out, much to Cole's dismay. "Drink for me, pleasee. I just want this one." He hastily grabbed the last glass.
Not one to complain about more green tea shots, Cole happily obliged. He quickly threw back two of the shots, the sweet liquid making him hum happily. Somehow, they always made it just sweet enough to cover the taste of the liquor, but just strong enough to have him stumbling out the doors at the end of the night.
Cole grabbed his last shot and clinked his glass with Jay's before gulping down the last of his drink.
After they finished their shots, Cole tottered towards to the throng of dancing, sweaty people, Jay hanging off his arm for support. Cole's mind buzzed as he mindlessly danced to the music, entranced by the pulsing music that drummed in his chest and the flashing lights that almost made him feel drunker.
Cole felt someone brush past him, and he opened his eyes to see the man who'd elbowed him earlier. Their eyes met, and Cole's heart stopped. The guy's cheeks turned red, and his eyes darted forward as he continued to follow his friends into the crowd.
Cole shook his head. Focus, Cole. You can't get distracted by every cute guy you see. He turned his attention back to Jay and the music, allowing himself to get lost in the thumping bass and beaming lights.
After a few songs, Cole felt Jay tug on his arm, and he opened his eyes to see Jay staring off in the direction of a table of people, including the guy that had bumped into him earlier.
"Cole, it's Nya — the girl from studio," Jay slurred. Cole squinted, his vision blurred from the alcohol.
"Mmmm, go talk to her," Cole mumbled drunkenly, the fog in his brain taking over.
"She'll think I'm a weirdo," Jay fussed.
"She'll think you are regardless," Cole teased with a boisterous laugh.
"YOU THINK IM WEIRD?" Jay drunkenly wailed, grabbing Cole by the shoulders and jerking him around. Cole chuckled and shook him off. It was so easy to rile Jay up, which is why Cole did it every chance he got.
"Dude, I'm joking. Just ask for her name." He pushed Jay in her direction. Jay stumbled from his push, and Cole steadied him. "Sorry."
Jay nodded and puffed up his chest.
"I'm gonna do it," he declared with a nod and marched over to her.
Cole headed over to a nearby bench, and closing his eyes, he sat down with a relieved groan, his heart beating loudly in his chest. Getting drunk and dancing was fun, but it was definitely exhausting. He nodded his head to the beat of the music and hummed along, his brain somehow buzzing with both a million thoughts and none at all.
"Mind if I join you?"
Cole looked up to see the handsome man from earlier motioning to the empty spot next to him, his maroon compression shirt and low rise jeans showing off his toned torso and slim waist. This man was hot, and based on his roguish smirk, he knew it.
Cole nodded, eyes wide, and as he sat down, their arms brushed, causing Cole's heart to skip a beat. The man turned to him with a dazzling smile.
"Sooo, you come here often?"
And Cole's sparkling image of him shattered into pieces, and the fog began to dissipate. He shifted in his seat, trying to subtly put some distance between him and the weirdo. Sensing his discomfort, the guy's smile dropped, and his ears turned red.
"I'm sorry. I'm not very good at this." He looked down and fiddled with the hem of his shirt. Cole bit his lip, trying not to laugh. So, not a weirdo — just a bit of an idiot.
"Well, you could start with your name." Cole held out his hand. "I'm Cole."
The man looked up and brightened, his excited grin making Cole's heart flutter.
"I'm Kai," he said, shaking his hand. "Sorry about earlier, by the way." He sheepishly rubbed his hand on the back of his neck.
As Cole opened his mouth to respond, the beginning notes of "LoveGame" by Lady Gaga blared through the speakers. Cole gasped, and a wide smile took over his features.
"I love this song," he said, trying to keep the overflowing excitement out of his voice. He shot up and held his hand out. "Wanna dance?"
"Let's do it."
Kai took his hand, and Cole enthusiastically tugged him to the dance floor and through the tightly-knit throng of sweaty bodies, making a conscious effort not to trip over his own feet.
They squeezed into a small gap between two groups and swayed to the beat, their bodies only mere inches apart. He smiled at Kai, as he sang along to the lyrics and bobbed to the song, ignoring how his heart thrummed happily when their fingers stayed interlocked.
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick / I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
He diverted his gaze to the DJ as he sang along, feeling his cheeks warm from Kai's intent stare at him.
As the song continued on, the two groups gradually migrated closer together, squeezing him closer to Kai, and Cole silently thanked the groups for their service as the dizzying scent of Kai's cologne took over the smell of sweat and alcohol.
A line of women pushed through the crowd, pressing Kai to his chest, and Cole held his breath, hoping Kai couldn't feel his heart pounding.
I can see you staring there from across the block, with a smile on your mouth, and your hand on your huh!
Cole glanced at Kai to see him happily swaying and singing along to the song, seemingly unaware of Cole's gaze on him and his increased proximity to Cole. Cole admired Kai's handsome features, from his sculpted cheekbones to his soft, full lips.
The song ended, and Kai looked over at him, his eyes bright and smile wide. Cole smiled at him jerkily as his cheeks warmed, realizing he'd been caught staring.
Cole didn't notice the song had changed as Kai leaned in and closed the gap between them, capturing his lips softly at first. Cole pressed his tongue into him eagerly, and the kiss grew more frantic. He felt Kai's hands on his chest, gripping his shirt as the kiss deepened, and heat pooled in Cole's stomach as Kai pulled him deeper into the kiss.
Feeling the curious gazes of other people nearby, Cole leaned away, heavy, drunken pants escaping him, and the heat inside him simmered. His ears warmed as he realized how many glances were getting tossed their way, but Kai's hungry gaze on his lips told him Kai didn't want the night to end either.
"Wanna come back to mine?" he murmured into Kai's ear. He felt Kai's breath hitch.
"Y-yeah," he breathed, his eyes wide.
Cole led them through the sticky, hot crowd and briskly made their way outside. They were instantly greeted by the cool air, a refreshing change from the damp, sticky air of the club. With their hands still intertwined, Cole waved over a passing cab. A yellow car pulled over, they crawled into the back seat as Cole hastily gave his address to the driver.
Once the car pulled away from the curb, Kai hungrily pulled him back in for another kiss, and Cole gasped, not expecting Kai's sudden kiss. In response, Cole sucked on Kai's tongue, causing Kai to hum.
From the driver's seat, a small cough brought Cole back to reality, and he pulled away from Kai, the sight of his eyes shining, face flushed, and lips swollen caused Cole to take a sharp breath. He was stunning.
"What about the driver?" Cole whispered, his eyes flicking to the driver who pointedly avoided making eye contact in the rear view mirror.
"Don't care," Kai replied huskily, his eyes half-lidded as he leaned back in. Kai brought his lips to Cole's neck, lightly sucking on the tender skin, and Cole bit his lip, trying to stifle his pleasured sighs.
The sober part of him was aware that the driver was doing their best to ignore them, but with the alcohol and Kai's addictive touches on his sensitive neck turning his brain to mush, he couldn't care less.
Cole grabbed Kai's chin and tilted his face up, recapturing his lips in another sloppy kiss. Kai ran his hands over Cole's chest and abs, and Cole's body leaned into his touch, aching for more.
The driver loudly cleared their throat, and Cole pulled out of the kiss, realizing the car had stilled. They'd arrived.
Kai hastily exited, and Cole gave the driver an abashed 'thank you' and gave them a large wad of bills, enough to cover the fare and a generous tip. Cole closed the car door behind him, and he hastily tugged Kai up the stairs to his apartment door.
"Hopefully, we won't see that guy again," Kai noted, letting out an awkward chuckle.
"Let's just hope he forgets about that whole ride." Ninjago city was big enough where he shouldn't run into the same driver twice. He hoped.
Cole stopped at his apartment's door, fumbling for the keys in his pocket, and from behind him, Kai wrapped his arms around Cole, licking and nipping on his neck. Cole let out quiet sighs, brain foggy from Kai worshiping his sensitive neck.
"Hurry," Kai whined, his warm breath tickling his ear.
"If you would just let me focus," Cole murmured. Kai pulled away from his neck and rested his cheek on Cole's back. The drunkenness continued to blur his vision, making it difficult to put the key into the hole, but after a few more useless jabs at the door, he stuck the key in and unlocked the door.
"Ugh, finally," Kai complained, causing Cole to chuckle.
Cole swung the door open and flicked on the foyer light, illuminating the dark, quiet apartment. They wasted no time shedding their shoes, and Cole led Kai to his room, where he quickly slammed the door shut behind them. He whipped around and pinned Kai to the door.
"You're so impatient," he growled. Kai looked up at him with a sly grin.
"I've never been the patient type."
"I can tell." Cole pressed his lips against Kai's, grabbing his slim waist and pulling him in. He ran his hands over Kai's lithe body, relishing the feel of Kai's smooth, toned torso under his hands. His fingers brushed past his abs and down his v-line to the buttons of his jeans, and he could feel Kai suck in a breath as his fingers ghosted across his skin. Cole fumbled with the button of Kai's jeans, and they fell slack, dropping to the floor.
Cole knelt down to meet Kai's hardened member and kissed along Kai's length through the fabric of his underwear. Kai groaned and ground against Cole's face, running his hands through Cole's hair.
Cole pulled down Kai's underwear, his hardened member bobbing out. Cole licked his lips and grabbed the base of Kai's member. He gingerly licked the tip, the salty taste of precum coating his tongue. Above him, Kai let out a needy whine and tugged on Cole's locs, eager for more. Kai's apparent eagerness made Cole's cock twitch within its restraints.
Cole took Kai's tip into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, lightly sucking, and Kai let out an appreciative moan.
"Hnnngh, Cole, more please," Kai begged, his voice strained.
Cole obliged and slowly took the rest of Kai's hardened length into his mouth, inch by inch. Before Cole could reach Kai's base, Kai wrapped his hands around Cole's head and bucked his hips, fully enveloping himself in Cole's mouth. Cole let out a muffled mmph! as he felt Kai hit the back of his throat.
Cole almost laughed. Needy and impatient. It's kind of adorable, Cole thought to himself. He quickly erased the thought from his head. This was only supposed to last one night — he knew better than to get attached.
Kai built up to a rhythmic thrust into Cole's mouth, his groans growing louder. Cole looked up at Kai, his member twitching as his gaze fell on the sight of Kai's lamp-lit figure, his head thrown back, eyes closed, and mouth letting out desperate pants. He was stunning.
"Shit, I'm gonna—," Kai panted as his rhythmic thrusting became sloppy, and his grip on Cole's hair loosened. He was starting to lose control. Cole forcefully pushed his hips back against the door and bobbed his head up and down his length, his slurps filling the room as he sucked Kai's cock.
Cole enveloped Kai one more time, and Kai let out a strained shout as his member steadily throbbed in Cole's mouth. Cole continued to bob up and down his length, slurping and milking him until the throbbing ebbed away.
When he finally stilled, Cole pulled away and swallowed the salty liquid coating his mouth. He licked his lips, ensuring he'd captured every last drop.
Cole stood up to see Kai standing there, a dazed satisfied smile on his face. Kai eyes trailed downward, his gaze stopping on Cole's hardened member straining through his jeans.
"Your turn," Kai said smugly. He unbuckled Cole's jeans and tugged his bottoms off, leaving him bare. He pushed Cole onto the bed, spreading his legs and kneeling between them. Cole's heart thudded in his chest, and the heat pooling in his stomach burned. He'd never had someone so willing to service him. Kai grabbed Cole's chin, tilting it down towards him.
"I want you to watch me."
Cole wordlessly nodded, his tongue glued to the top of his mouth. His gaze cemented to Kai's piercing, hazelnut eyes, he watched as Kai knelt down to the base of cock and opened his mouth, his hot, heavy breath blowing on his length and his hungry eyes still meeting Cole's. Slowly, Kai dragged his wet, warm tongue from the base of his member to the tip, savoring every inch, every centimeter as if his cock were a popsicle. Cole titled his head back and let out a deep groan. He was so fucked.
He felt Kai's warmth leave him, and Kai pulled his chin down again, his eyes dark.
"I told you already: eyes on me."
Cole sucked in a sharp breath and nodded obediently. Kai wrapped his lips around his tip and gradually enveloped his length in his warmth. Cole let out a breathy fuck, doing his best to maintain eye contact. Kai began to languidly bob up and down on his cock, his cheeks hollowed as he slurped loudly and took in the rest of him.
Cole was often the one servicing his partner, so Kai kneeling in front of him, passionately worshiping him like he'd never experienced before, it was enough to push him closer and closer to the edge.
The wave built up, ready to crash over him, and he gripped Kai's hair, tilting his head back and letting out a series of deep moans and curses.
"Kai, I'm gonna come," Cole whined.
Kai grabbed his chin and forced Cole to meet his fiery gaze. Look at me, he silently demanded, his mouth still wrapped around Cole's length.
"Shit, I—" The wave crashed, and Cole arched his back, pushing himself deeper into Kai's warmth. He pulsed inside Kai's mouth, Kai sucking and milking him for all he was worth. As the throbbing eased, Kai's grip around him slowed down and loosened. Cole stilled, letting out a deep, satisfied sigh. Kai sat up and wiped his mouth.
"How was that?" he asked, the pride shining in his tone.
"Was good," Cole breathed. He stared up at the ceiling, and his chest heaved as he laid on his bed, his brain fogged in a drunken, post-orgasm haze. He heard Kai chuckle, and the blankets rustled as he felt Kai move off the bed.
"You have lube?"
Cole nodded and shakily pointed to his desk drawer, and he continued to blankly stare at the ceiling in a daze. He felt a cold liquid drizzling on his half-hardened cock and was pulled out of his trance. He glanced over to see Kai generously slathering lube all over him with a gleeful smirk.
Kai tossed the bottle to the floor and stroked him, making his cock fully hardened again. Kai straddled Cole, lining himself up with Cole's member.
"Wait, don't you wanna prep?" Cole's eyes widened.
"Don't need to," Kai replied with a wink and pressed himself against Cole's tip. Cole wrapped his hands around his ass, steadying him. Cole's tip popped into Kai's tight warmth, and he hissed, still sensitive from his orgasm just minutes ago. Inch by inch, Kai devoured him, clenched and hot, and Cole moaned, the sound reverberating deeply in his chest.
"Holy shit. You're so big," Kai breathed, continuing to sink down, and Cole laughed as his cheeks warmed. He'd heard that from previous partners, but hearing it specifically from Kai made his heart flutter.
Once Cole was fully sheathed in Kai, they stilled, allowing Kai to adjust to Cole's girthy member filling him. Steadily, Kai quickened his bobbing on Cole's cock, moaning as Cole bottomed out with each bounce. Kai was so tight around him. It was almost stifling.
Kai leaned forward and sloppily took Cole's lips in his, muffling their groans. Kai ran his hands through Cole's thick hair as he continued to ride Cole, his drunken moans filling Cole's mouth.
"Fuck, Kai, you're so tight," Cole moaned, running his hands over Kai's lithe back. Cole pulled back from the kiss and pressed a trail of kisses from his ear to the base of his beck. Kai whimpered as Cole stopped to hungrily suck at the crook of his neck.
Cole stopped to admire Kai's red cheeks and parted swollen lips. Kai let out desperate gasps and deep groans as he slammed his hips against Cole's, the sound of sticky skin slapping against sticky skin filling the air.
Gradually, Kai's bouncing began to lose its rhythm as his groans grew deeper and expletives escaped his pretty pink lips.
"Cole, I'm gonna—" he whimpered into Cole's neck, his warm breath tickling his ear.
Cole grabbed his hips and began to thrust hastily and hungrily into Kai, taking control of the pace.
With a yelp, Kai came first, spilling his warm seed onto Cole's stomach. He wrapped his fingers in Cole's hair as he rode out his orgasm, letting out a series of whimpers as he clenched around Cole's cock.
Cole groaned loudly as he continued to thrust into Kai whose whimpers turned into desperate cries as Cole fucked him through his orgasm. With each sloppy thrust, Cole felt his control begin to slip, and the pressure gradually built up in his lower abdomen, becoming unbearable.
"I'm gonna come," Cole breathed. He squeezed his eyes shut and dug his nails into Kai's hips. With one last thrust, Cole saw white, his body trembling as he released into Kai. He stilled, his cock still throbbing inside Kai.
When Cole's cock's throbbing ceased, Cole and Kai silently laid on top of each other, their panting filling the now-silent room. Kai slid himself off of Cole, and the door to Jay's room slammed shut. Above him, Kai froze and turned red.
"Do you think he heard?" he murmured, his flirty, brave demeanor gone. Cole quietly laughed and shook his head.
"Don't worry about it."
Kai shakily collapsed next to him and wrapped himself around Cole. Cole stared up at the ceiling once again, waiting for his drumming heart to calm and thinking over what had occured that evening.
Kai was a handsome guy, no doubt, and to top it all off, he seemed sweet, albeit a bit awkward. Part of Cole knew not to get attached. It was all part of the game to get together for a night and never see each other again, but something about Kai was… different.
Next to him, Kai's heaving chest came to a slow, his breaths becoming soft, and Cole's eyelids grew heavy as the darkness overtook him.
Maybe, it wouldn't hurt to see him again.