Set sat on a beige sofa, which was stationed on the right side of a slightly larger couch in the same color. Between them was a low table made from natural wood under which was a soft coffee-brown, fur rug. The same soft coffee-brown color covered the walls of the room, which also housed the large ceiling-high wardrobe on one wall and low cabinets for the television and stereo equipment on the opposite wall.
There was also a narrow wooden table behind the big couch, a very useful surface for putting things on as Set discovered and he suspected that it was often used as a desk, if the laptop that was on it before Lucas put it away in one of the big cabinets behind the desk was any indication. Which it was. The room also had two doors, one that led to the hallway and one-- really two sliding doors -- to the kitchen.
Set looked at Elsi, who was peeping through the white curtains at the concrete yard in front of the office and Lucas's apartment entrance, also known as the parking space.
It was almost eleven o'clock and even though Elsi couldn't have seen much because of the darkness outside, except the small portion of the yard which was lighted by a lamp above the entrance doors, what she could see was enough for what they were both waiting for. . An hour earlier Lucas had gone to the airport to collect Duncan and was due to back anytime now. And to tell the truth, both Elsi and he were impatient. He was finally going to get his hands on some original anime and manga he couldn't order on the internet. Yay for anime and manga.
"Ooo. Somebody's coming." Elsi turned toward Set before returning her attention to the parking space again. "It's not Lucas's car, though."
"Ooo. It's Tian and Chris." She opened the window, leaned through it and yelled: "Ahoy"
Set heard Chris's voice replying, but he couldn't make out the words. He stood up and joined Elsi.
Chris was taking bags from the car boot and as soon as the bags were out and the car boot closed, the car with Tian in it drove away.
"Eh, where did Tian go?" Elsi asked Chris.
"Lucas needed him." Chris looked up. "Could you two come down and help me?"
"Sure." Elsi and Set nodded.
When Elsi closed the window, Set was already in a long narrow corridor with a white wall, two narrow, high wooden closets, each on one side of the entrance and six doors; the last one on the right side led into the guest room, now his room, which was actually a little bigger warderobe (in Set's opinion) with the window and with only enough space to fit a a small cabinet and a normal-sized bed.
After all the luggage was put away, and some of it, for example the two steel suitcases containing the equipment that Tian and Chris used, was pretty heavy, they all quite literally dropped down onto the soft cushioned surfaces in Lucas's living room, but not before Chris produced a bottle of vodka from somewhere and Elsi fetched glasses from the kitchen and a pitcher with some orange looking liquid, which was probably Cedevita.
Set reluctantly took the first sip from the large glass that was handed to him and he had to admit that the taste wasn't so bad, even though Elsi had made the mix too strong. After a few more sips he changed his assessment from "not bad" to "this stuff is great, pour me more please."
Set was on his third glass and nodding at the story that Chris was telling about how Lucas and Tian were thrown out of the army, which happened at the same time that Elsi and grandpa had been there.
It wasn't a pretty story, but the way Chris was telling it and Set's low tolerance for alcohol made Set stupidly giggle at some parts, especially when Chris described the look on the bastard's face when Lucas's and Tian's lawyer presented the movie of the assault on Lucas as evidence.
Set's understanding of the story was that Lucas's and Tian's superior, who happened to be the son of some high army official, had suspicions about Lucas's sexual orientation and because he was bi, he thought it was a lovely idea to have a nice, firm piece of ass at his disposal. Lucas’s ass. Chris's words.
So when Lucas's and Tian's platoon had a day off, luckily the same day that Chris had a day off from his training too, they went out for a night on the town and met that piece of crap that Tian and Lucas had to call Sir, and his 'friends'. He and his five minions thought it would be a perfect time to make Lucas that bastard's toy. What they didn't count on was that both Lucas and Tian were hard nuts to crack and that they would beat the shit out of all six of them, which of course they did. And Chris had enough presence of mind to 'borrow' some unlucky tourist's camera and tape the whole thing, from the moment those slime bags started to taunt his brother and his friend. Which came in handy during court martial when that bastard accused Chris and Tian of assault. Still, when Lucas didn't deny the accusation of being gay, they got rid of him and Tian anyway. The army had and still has the no gay rule.
The good thing?
"Thanks to Lucas’s old friend's legal advice, Tian and Lucas filed a civil charge and got a heavy 'compensation for dismissal' from the daddy, who just wanted to sweep the shame his son caused under the carpet. And after a while Tian got me out of my contract. So we had enough money, we just didn't know what to do with ourselves." Chris took a sip of his drink before he continued. "Lucas said that he and his dad were going to move back here. That he grew up here and that he has some unfinished business here. As I later found out, he also had his childhood sweetheart here and then he got some business offer, one he said he couldn't refuse. So Tian and I packed our bags and went with him. There was nothing for us in the States anyway."
"Yeah. And I was so glad when they moved here," Elsi said. "But I wish you guys would live closer to me."
Set's fingers played with the rim of the glass. What had Chris said? That Lucas had a childhood sweetheart. "Lucas moved here for some old love?" Yeah, Set wanted to know everything about that.
Chris was about to explain what he knew, when Elsi started to wave, make faces and interrupt with stupid comments whenever Chris opened his mouth. It was annoying.
"Damn." Set stood up from his seat and fell onto the seat beside Elsi. He covered her mouth with his hand and then turned toward Chris. "What were you saying? Something about Lucas’s sweetheart?” His speech was slurred because of the alhochol.
"Yeah, yeah. He was in love with his childhood friend. I think he was really head over heels in love with him. But before he moved in with his father they had some big fight and after that his love ignored him completely. Didn't want to hear anything about Lucas. That really broke the poor guy's heart." Chris's speech didn't show any effect of the alcohol he had consumed, but his eyes did have a certain glow and a light flush was dusting his cheeks. "When he came back here, I thought he'd look for him. But he didn't. He was just looking at the kid's picture all the time, always taking it out of his wallet. I thought he'd never get over him."
"Ooo." The corners of Set mouth turned down. So Lucas was still hung up on some stupid kid. He had thought…
"But then you showed up," Chris continued. "And he's looking at you the same way he looked at that picture."
"Oooo." A smile bloomed on Set's face. It was like a second ago he had been in this dark room full of black shadows and then somebody turned on the light, lighting every corner of the room.
"I don't think we should discuss Lucas's love life." Elsi had finally managed to remove Set's hand from her face.
Chris and Set just looked at her and then Set leaned closer to Chris, wanting more information, but he almost fell off the couch in the process. Even though it was a well know fact that Set really wasn't good at holding his liquor, Set blamed his clumsiness on the bell that rang right at that moment.
Elsi giggled and stood up to answer the door.
A few moments later she was back with Tian, some chick with long curly blonde hair behind her. "Look who's here."
Set blinked a couple of times. Something was very familiar about that blonde. "Oh, my god." He recognized Duncan as the blonde girl and started to laugh.
"Isn't he cute?" Elsi wrapped her arms around Duncan, a naughty smile on her face.
"Adorable." Tian sat down on the sofa. He took the half-empty glass from the table, sniffed it and then raised his eyebrows accusingly at Chris.
"What? It's just vodka." Chris grinned and poured himself another drink.
"Get off me El. You're suffocating me." Duncan tried to remove Elsi's hands from himself.
Elsi gave Duncan a tight squeeze before she let him go, then she plopped down on the sofa beside Tian and took the glass from his hands with: "That's mine."
Set watched Elsi take a deep gulp, then turning to a still standing Duncan, he giggled and waved to him. "Why are you standing? Sit down."
"Where's Lucas?" Chris asked the question that immediately got Set's attention.
"He's hunting down the guys that tried to follow me." Duncan pulled the wig off his head, revealing the colored black tresses. He sat down on the couch between Set and Chris and tossed the wig on the wooden surface behind couch. "I'm really tired. I would like to go to sleep." He looked at Tian. "Is there a bed free for me?"
"Hmm." Chris looked first at Duncan and then at Tian. "Maybe Duncan and Set could share a bed. Elsi can take my bed and I can sleep on the couch."
Set leaned on Duncan's shoulder. He was sleepy too. He was glad he had already showered. All he had to do was to brush his teeth, get out of his jeans and into his pajamas.
After they all agreed that the furniture in Lucas's living room, even though it was comfortable for sitting and lounging, wasn't suitable for sleeping, and the arrangement Chris proposed was the best option, they went in the direction of their beds.
When Duncan outran Set on the way to the bathroom, Set decided that he was too tired and that his need for a soft horizontal surface was stronger then his dental hygiene habit. He went towards 'his' room. He didn't even bother removing his clothes, he just climbed under the covers and as soon his head hit the pillow, he was in the land of dreams.
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Damn. Something sharp jabbed Set in his ribs. Hard. He turned away from the attacking object -- and fell down onto the hard surface of the floor.
His side hurt and a few seconds later a throbbing headache joined in. He groaned, turned on his back and rubbed his temples. It felt like a big malicious horse had kicked him right in the middle of his forehead.
He lifted himself slowly into a sitting position. Which wasn't really a good idea, because he felt a very urgent need to ... well, see the toilet up close.
A few long minutes later he was leaning against the sink, trying to brush his teeth without falling, to get rid of the nasty taste he had in his mouth. And he did succeed… on his sixth try… or it was the seventh?
He then, slowly of course, proceeded toward the living room, because even the threat of an uncomfortable couch was better than pokes, nudges and kicks of Duncan's elbows and legs. Sleeping in the same bed as Duncan had been very bad idea.
He saw light coming out from under the doors, which didn't really surprise him, not in the state he was, but the sight of Lucas, sitting on the couch, clattering away on the keyboard of his laptop did.
Set didn't think. He just acted. He zigzagged his way toward Lucas, who turned with a raised eyebrow toward him, and quite literally fell down on him, into his lap. Then he wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist, snuggled closer and sighed, a deep content sigh.
Lucas ruffled brown tresses, leaned over Set, turned off the computer and closed it before he turned his attention to the bundle in his lap again. "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"Dunhan… kik…hrt," Set mumbled against Lucas's chest, against Lucas's bare chest. Uh-huh. He put his palm on the soft skin and rubbed it.
Lucas took a big breath and imprisoned Set's hand under his. "Don't."
Set looked up and pouted. Why not? It felt good. He was about to… whatever his dizzy head was thinking about, when from the corner of his eye he caught sight of something pink. Oooo. A nipple.
He squirmed in Lucas's loose hold, then opened his mouth and attached it to the small appendage.
"Shit." Lucas groaned; he grabbed Set's face with his palms and pulled him up, so they were face to face. "Set. If you continue with this...I'm going to finish what you start. "
Set frowned. Finish what? He looked under his eyelashes at Lucas, at Lucas's mouth, and licked his lips.
Lucas leaned in and pressed a soft, chaste kiss on the Set's mouth. When Set's tongue darted out and licked his lips it transformed into a deep, passionate kiss.
The kiss ended and it made Set even more light-headed than he had already been and oh… oh. He suddenly felt so warm and uneasy. It was his pants. They were too tight, much too tight.
"Set?" Lucas gazed with interest at Set's fidgeting. He chuckled. "Do you have to use the bathroom?"
"Hrmm." Set was annoyed; he couldn't find a comfortable position. Damn erection. He peeked at Lucas. So embarrassing. He couldn't let Lucas see that.
Lucas pushed Set out of the way so he could stand up. Then he picked a wide-eyed Set up and carried him in to the bathroom, where he put him down and, still holding him, slid his hand down toward the buttons on Set's jeans.
Set squirmed in Lucas's hold. Ooo. Lucas was trying to undress him. "Don't. Don't. I undress mself."
"Set. You can hardly stand."
Hands turned Set around and pulled Set's back against his chest, and while one hand held Set in iron embrace, the other one started to unbutton his trousers.
"No. No." As well as he could with his arms pinned along side his body, Set used his hands to cover the bulge his pants were hiding. Even when his mind wasn't really capable of thinking rationally, the thought of how the hell he could have an erection drunk as he was, still lingered in his mind. Booze equaled no erection, wasn't that right? He craned his neck to see Lucas's face and he unconsciously licked his lips. It was that bastard's fault. He was just too damn sexy. "Bastard. Your fault."
Lucas tiredly sighed and tilted his head a little, so that his breath was caressing the outer shell of Set's ear. "What's my fault?"
There wasn't any answer from Set, who was distracted with the way the chest behind him was lifting and falling with each intake of breath and the way the body behind him radiated heat and with the way a light breeze was stroking his ear.
Lucas used this; a sly grin flashed on his face as he started in with small nips and licks at the sensitive skin under Set's ear.
Set leaned back and tilted his head to give more access to that wonderful tongue and moaned under its gentle administration. He forgot all about the problem he had.
Lucas, with his mouth still working softly on Set's skin, took advantage of his distraction to quickly unbuttone Set's jeans, and then he started to pull them down. The moment the jeans went over Set's hips a tent appeared in Set's boxers. Lucas smiled and gave a soft squeeze to Set's member. "Was that troubling you?"
"Huh?" Set blinked and with a blank expression looked down. Erection. Why would his erection trouble him? Oh, yeah. He remembered. He gave Lucas a lopsided grin. "Cant pee."
Lucas chuckled and with Set's help he got rid of the jeans. With a few steps sideways and forwards he brought them before the toilet. "We can fix this."
Lucas's hand that wasn't holding Set pushed Set's underpants lower and his fingers embraced the flesh that sprang free.
Lucas thumbed the head in slow, circling strokes. He leaned his chin on Set's right shoulder. "You like that?"
Set sagged against Lucas's chest and his eyelids fluttered closed in pleasure. He swallowed hard and nodded.
Lucas planted his legs wide apart, so that he could carry their weight more comfortably, then with his fingers curled around Set's stiff arousal he started to pump.
Set groaned. He lifted his face up and to the side, toward Lucas. With his left hand he grabbed blonde hair, pulled on it, and then he forced Lucas to lean forward and press their mouths together.
As soon as Set's tongue found its way between Lucas's lips, it began a greedy, frenzied exploration of every part of Lucas's mouth. God.
Set felt the tension gathering, rising. And he needed to get over the edge. He needed more. More friction, more contact. With his right hand, he reached down, his hand covered Lucas's, and his fingers filled the space between Lucas's. He accelerated Lucas's rhythm.
A few strokes later Set's body tensed, he groaned his release into Lucas’s mouth and the white jet hit the toilet.
Lucas planted a soft kiss in the corner of Set's mouth. "You can pee now."
"Huh," Set rubbed his cheek against the edge of Lucas's shoulder, he snuggled closer as he tried to find a comfortable position. Pee? "Who said I needed to pee?"
Lucas groaned and reached out with his hand. He opened the tap of the sink to left of the toilet, grabbed the towel, wet it and clumsily started to wipe off the few white droplets from Set's skin.
Set closed his eyes. He was so tired and the soft, moist, warm fabricLucas was sponging him with … hmmm…nice. His knees buckled.