[ Quentin might be feeling the effects of whatever that green jello was, and the way it thundered through his body in a delightful way but it's not like he hadn't...been bold even before he ran his tongue over the other's hipbone.

His finger slipped into the others without any real hesitation, giving a little squeeze as Eliot held it tight.

His eyebrows arched up just a touch at as the other started speaking before they furrowed together in worry. It was kinda an impressive one-eighty from the teasing, flirting tone that the other had used through those text messages.

This might have been a stupid idea. More because they were friends than the fact the other was a guy. It's not like he *hadn't* thought about it before now. It was mostly that Juila was kinda a hard girl to get over at the best of times. And Alice was...well, Alice But either way, he was feeling good right now, and happy he came out of his room. ]


Hey. Hey. El...sh...

[ Quentin was just going to shuffle forward a touch to reach a hand up to cup the others neck as he leaned forward enough to bump his nose against his friends.]


Just stop thinking and let me blow you. All right? [ Who knew it would ever be him telling someone to stop thinking? Considering how much Quentin could overthink things at times. He was just going to drop that hand from the other's neck and take a braver step forward, just reaching a single finger forward to tease it over the head of the other cock as it poked up through that underwear.]

I get what going into your room means. All right? And I really. Really wanna do that jello shot. K?


[ He could speak more seriously but seriously could come later. This...was what he wanted. Right now. RIght here.

He knew that.]


So...take me to your room.