Sebastian and Logan
Even sober Logan would have completely agreed that he was not 'boyfriend material', which was something of a relief, honestly. He didn't want some unreasonable expectations to live up to and he didn't want to devote all of his time and energy to one person. Logan still had no idea how Jasper did it, especially with such a high maintenance girlfriend. Pussy-whipped was a very real affliction. Too bad they didn't make any pills to cure it yet. "Is that all it would take?" Logan asked, cocking a dark brow. He used one finger to push the whiskey bottle towards Sebastian in a teasing manner, already aware that the guy had just refilled his glass. It was more about the implication than anything else.
Sebastian’s gaze turned curious as his eyes ticked to the bottle, then back to Logan, the thought that he might be serious just starting to sink in. Was he really that easy that all it would take was another drink? It wasn’t a situation he’d been realistically posed with and engaging his brain at this point made it even harder to come up with a suitable answer. One thing he realized, it wasn’t quite that simple. “I dunno, maybe,” he said playfully, tilting the bottle to one side and rolling it back and forth on the counter. “It depends.” He could add another splash to his cup, but now it might be more than just a drink he was signing up for.
It was evident to Logan that Sebastian must have thought he was just kidding, or flirting without any seriousness attached to it. On one hand, that could be true, because if the guy wasn't interested in cheating on his boyfriend, that was okay with Logan. There were plenty of people at the party to have fun with later. But it was also fun watching someone get flustered, and he could see it on Sebastian's face even if the guy had recovered fairly quickly. "Oh yeah?" Logan's grin widened a touch. "Depends on what, exactly? How strong the drink is? How many drinks you've had beforehand?"
“Yeah,” Sebastian laughed, since that was all true, though if this conversation was real then he’d probably already had enough. “And… depends on what you want.” Because, in all honesty, Hunter was the only guy Sebastian had ever even kissed and he wasn’t sure what he was getting into with Logan. Thinking about it was fun and exciting, but since his breakup he’d begun to doubt his ability to read other people and what they wanted from him. It felt like Logan was being pretty upfront about his intentions, but he’d thought that with Hunter too before things had gone sideways.
"Ah. Well, that's a dangerous question," Logan said, picking up his cup to take a drink. He was sure if Jasper could see him now he would probably laugh, given their past conversation. But Logan didn't much care. He was pleasantly buzzed and low key horny, as he almost always was, and if he was going to have to stay in Point Pleasant for the long term, he was going to make sure he at least had some fun. He deserved it, after all the bullshit. The whiskey burned pleasantly down his throat, filling him with warmth. Not that he really needed it, considering how many people were in the house. "I'd probably scare you off with a honest answer," he added, his lips twitching again as he looked around the kitchen. "I bet you've been in this house plenty of times before, haven't you."
Sebastian considered that for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t scare that easily. Besides, I could always say no,” he said, then took a sip of his drink. Maybe he was being a little bit cocky, but he didn’t think Logan wanting more than he was willing to offer would make him call the whole thing off. If this was really a thing. Sebastian still wasn’t entirely sure, since it seemed hard to believe they were discussing this in all seriousness. It felt a little like a two person game of Truth Or Dare, where so far he’d only had to answer Truths. He gave a quick look around the kitchen and grinned, nodding again. “I’ve been here a few times.” Not just for parties, but from when he and Jules had been dating, and then afterwards. Hell, he’d been there just a few days ago, laying around with Jules and watching Netflix. “Why?”