::Caesar glanced down at Joseph’s sleepy body and sighed, they would have to share a bed for the remainder of the handcuffed time, so he would just have to deal with it. He slumped into the bed and felt Joseph’s heated body, his hands eagerly reaching out and wrapping around the man’s body. He pressed Joseph’s back into his chest and leaned into his neck, his breath soft against the man’s neck. “I never noticed how attractive you were until now,” his words sounded slurred, but he had some composure. “I feel like since you are in my bed, I must take advantage of this… opportunity.” His words stumbled from his mouth, his lips trailing the neck and offering soft kisses into the man’s flesh, nearing his shoulders.
What in God’s name was he doing?
In any other circumstance, he would be repulsed by the idea. But Joseph was so… attractive in his bed. He needed him. Joseph had become the most handsome man and Caesar needed to /take/ him while he had the chance.
It could be the liquor speaking, but no amount of liquor could control his hands as they eagerly caressed Joseph’s body… Feeling the man tense up.
His whispered a few words in Italian into the man’s ear, feeling the hair on Joseph’s stand on end.
He was wondered what he would do…:
With Caesar hot against his back, Joseph's brow furrowed as he regained a fuzzy consciousness. All he wanted to do was sleep, but the warm lips trailing down his neck was oddly enticing.
It seemed like a good idea to just accept it, so he didn't fight the hands as they smoothed down his chest. Joseph sighed at the sensation, slowly reaching behind him to brush his hand through Caesar's hair.
" 's nice," he slurred, his back arching slightly. That was when he felt Caesar's erection low against his back, and his mind brought up a flag.
He softly grunted and then finally turned to face the other man. His brow furrowed as his mind struggled to catch up to what was happening.
"Wait, what?" His voice was hoarse and dry, so he swallowed loudly. It was odd for Caesar to be so nice to him, so this level of intimacy came out of nowhere.
The alcohol had already made his body burn, but now there was a mix of desire humming through his veins. The question of whether he really wanted this or not briefly popped up in his head.
But that was quickly dismissed when he realized that yes, he did want this. In this moment, he did indeed want Caesar, so without any more thought, Joseph pressed forward and kissed him.
While he was still a little sluggish, almost sloppy, with his actions, Joseph still felt the hunger that yearned for more contact between himself and Caesar. He pushed himself closer, pressing their chests together; he was surprised that feeling their arousals rut against each other was exciting, as it was never something he desired for before.
"Aah, Caesar...." Joseph found he enjoyed having the other man's name on his lips, even though he still felt just timid enough where he couldn't look him in the eye. This was all so out of the blue, and considering how drunk he was, it was so hard to comprehend.
But he wanted something at least.