Sebastian and Logan
Snuggling and cuddling was not something Logan did. Maybe once or twice with a girl back in high school, but certainly not now. It made him feel weird, like he was committing to something he didn't want to commit to. He didn't mind lounging around and smoking a joint after sex, but snuggling? Nah. "Pretty great," he said with a lopsided grin. "Though I kinda feel bad we made a mess of Jules's brother's bed." He didn't really feel bad, but it was something to say. Groaning a bit, he sat up and motioned to the door that was slightly ajar but dark. "Think that's his bathroom?"
“Don’t feel too bad,” Sebastian said with a soft snort. “Dude’s a dick.” Not that that meant he deserved cum on his bed, but Sebastian wasn’t feeling as bad as he thought he probably should. Jason had always seemed like a creep to him, but he wasn’t usually one to bad mouth people, especially his friend’s siblings. Except at the moment he was still drunk and not really thinking it might offend anyone. He looked at the door in the room, then noted there was a second. A bathroom and a closet, most likely. The room was about the size of his own, which was similarly outfitted. “Yeah, probably,” he said, stretching slowly and catlike, his arms over his head. “We should clean up if it is.”
"That's what I figured," Logan said, grinning as he scooted off the bed and stood. He stretched too, his jeans loose around his hips now. He probably looked silly, his jeans loose, his dick hanging out of his boxer briefs. But it was dark and he was drunk and feeling good so he didn't much care. Logan walked over to the door and pushed it open, his hand reaching around the wall inside until he found a light switch. He flipped it on and squinted against the sudden onslaught of light. It was a hell of a nice bathroom and Logan wondered what it would be like to have a private fucking bathroom in his bedroom. Jesus. He stepped inside and found a clean washcloth to clean his junk. "Fuckin' nice house," he said. "I always had to share a bathroom with my sister growing up. She hated it."
Logan might not have looked especially sexy in that moment, but Sebastian could still appreciate the view. When Logan stretched he got a preview of the pleasure trail that ran from below his belly button to his cock and again Sebastian wished they'd had the time to shed more of their clothes. He was willing to bet he'd like the rest of Logan's body as much as he'd liked his dick. "Pretty sure everyone hates sharing a bathroom," he said as he rolled to his feet. The comment about Jules's house made him mildly uncomfortable and he wondered if Logan knew he lived just down the street. He never knew what to say when people made comments about his parent's money, except to point out that it wasn't his own. He only had nice things because they gave them to him and he knew at some point that would stop. It was a privilege that he enjoyed, but also made him feel guilty at times. Shuffling over to the bathroom, he leaned against the door frame and waited to Logan to finish so he could do the same. "You have your own bathroom now?" he asked, mildly curious.