Jared's pupils were blow wide with pure lust as he watched Evan finish off the drink. Evan's eyes stayed locked with his and he'd never realized just how much power those eyes could have. He also realized that Evan was having no trouble with eye contact. He wasn't stuttering or blushing or wringing his hands. The bob of his throat once again cut through him to the very core and his lips parted. He couldn't be certain if a moan escaped him or not but he wouldn't have been surprised if it had. There was much more at play here then two friends getting drunk. So much more.
Evan finally seemed to get the picture because the moment he finished off the drink, the taller boy was on him, kissing him hard. Jared gasped and this time he knew that the moan on his lips had escaped as he leaned into the kiss, pressed into the kiss, tried to melt into the kiss. He was vaguely aware of the soft thud as the glass hit the carpet but he was so past caring about anything but Evan and the way his lips molded to his own. He was vaguely aware of the movement of the cat but that thought left his head as soon as it had entered because Evan Hanswe was pulling him closer. Evan was deepening the kiss and it was all Jared could do to reach out to tangle his hands into Evan's shirt as he steadied himself.
When the kiss ended, it was Jared who pulled away. His lungs had screamed for air or he wouldn't have bothered. The two just stared at each other for a few moments before Jared kissed Evan this time, not wanting to give the other male any time to think about what he had just done. They would deal with that after. Long after Jared took as much out of Evan as he could. He'd never had sex before but Jared had never questioned his libido. He was insatiable when it came to masterbation and that wouldn't change when another person was involved. If anything, especially considering it was Evan, it would only get worse. He really hoped Evan knew what he was getting into because Jared wasn't planning on warning him any time soon.
Using his hold on Evan's shirt, Jared shifted back and lowered himself down onto his pillows, pulling Evan on top of him. He broke the kiss just long enough to kiss up his neck, tentatively nipping at the patch of skin just below his ear. When he lowered his head back down against the pillows, he looked Evan over.
Lips were swollen and red, his face pink with exersion and excitement. His blue eyes were even bluer and brighter, which didn't seem possible to Jared. He too had labored breathing. Jared smirked up at him, removing his hand from Evan's shirt to fix the glasses on his face which had skewed as they kissed. That fixed, he rose up on his forearms and stole a kiss. This one was less urgent, less intense, but no less desperate. He nipped at Evan's lower lip before pulling away just enough to hold the other's gaze.
"Hey, Ev," he breathed, whispering though no one else was home. He didn't know why he was whispering, exactly, but it felt like a good idea. A tiny part of him was worried if he spoke louder, at a normal tone, he might spook Evan and if that happened, he was certain he'd die of an erection. Blue balls. That was the way he would go because yeah, he was fucking rigid in his pants.
The thought had him glancing between them. He could see the outline of Evan's erection as well and he blushed. He actually blushed. Later he would totally deny it but for now he looked back up into Evan's eyes.
"Fuck, I want this so bad. How are you? Is this... is this okay? You doing alright?"
He didn't know why he was asking. Did he really want to bring Evan's attention to everything that was happening and scare him away? No, but he also knew his friend well. He wanted to be sure Evan was in a good place. He wanted to be sure this was really what Evan wanted and that he wasn't just doing it to please Jared.