[hr][hr] [img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/557c3248-b00e-4d67-aa51-40c23e29b0db.jpg[/img] [hr] [Center][color=a6fef2]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune: Foyer > [color=a6fef2]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center] [hr][hr] Sam walked out of the room and made his way towards his own. Going into the shared bathroom as he placed the glass of G&T onto the counter with a soft clink. He exhaled softly as he placed a hand on either side of the sink as he collected himself. Picking up his toothbrush as he began to brush his teeth once more. Figured if him and Ralph were going to potentially make out, he'd rather have minty fresh breath as opposed to the taste of various wines and gin. Once he'd finished he made his way back towards the lounge where they met, gin in hand as he sat on the arm of a chair sipping at his drink while waiting for Ralph. Ralph had quickly taken care of his need to pee and cleaned up a bit after dinner. His head felt a little fuzzy and he hadn't even drank all of his wine. He was going to have to cut back on drinking if he didn't want to get sick. There was something about wine that made it seem worse too. He went into the lounge the long way. He saw Sam sitting there waiting for him. Ralph smiled. [color=dae8c1]“Hey,”[/color] he said as he approached. [color=dae8c1]”Sorry I rushed, I really needed to go after all those glasses of wine. Crazy that there was a different glass for each food.”[/color] He shook his head. [Color=a6fef2]”Wild. And some of them are still drinking even after all that.”[/color] Sam said with a smile, holding up his glass. [Color=a6fef2]”[i]This[/i] was peer pressure. So…what'd you want to meet about?”[/color] Ralph shook his head. [color=dae8c1]”Maybe we can ask Leon to make us a virgin drink that looks like we are drinking. Anyway, you wanted to know what Miguel said.”[/color] Ralph approached Sam sitting down in a chair. [color=dae8c1]”When he punched that guy he said that he was a fruit, which is slang for being gay.”[/color] Ralph scrunched his face trying to remember what else Miguel had said. [color=dae8c1]”He also said something about enjoying his meat. I am not sure if that was meant to be innuendo or if it was just cause he had too much food.”[/color] [Color=a6fef2]”The guys a little odd, and almost everything he sound sounded like an innuendo. I think maybe he's just really awkward at conversations.”[/color] Sam said before taking another sip, thinking about what he himself had heard. So he wasn't fully wrong with strawberries, but didnt understand the cultural differences. Definitely not something they taught in Spanish 1. He slid off the arm of the chair and into Ralph's lap. [Color=a6fef2]”So…you just wanted to talk about Miguel's meat then?”[/color] Ralph wrapped his arms around Sam. He felt warm it was a pleasant sensation. [color=dae8c1]”If you want to, but I thought we might talk about other things.”[/color] He considered the situation they were in. They had only been here a couple of hours but everything was so strange. [color=dae8c1]”I'm not sure what. We can talk more about who we are. Or you can tell me more about ghost hunting.”[/color] He wanted to suggest they talk about Sam's meat. He wanted to drag him into a room and find out how much the wine had hit him, he hoped not too hard if that was how things went. They had a bit of time. Not the whole half hour before their presence would be expected in the bar. Maybe they could get away with being late. Or not showing up. Sam downed the rest of his glass, holding it in one hand as the other wrapped around Ralph. A little liquid courage before a leap. [Color=a6fef2]”I thought maybe you wanted some privacy to see and handle my equipment. Head back to my room for a bit before cocktail hour. And…if we have time, look at my ghost hunting equipment as well.”[/color] His eyes locked into Ralph's, hoping he'd understand and say yes. A warmth spread through Ralph. His face felt suddenly very warm, he was blushing. But he nodded. [color=dae8c1]”Yes, I would be interested in checking out your equipment. All of it.”[/color] He swallowed. Whishing he had a drink too. Even though he was already a bit drunk. He glanced over and saw the small dry bar in the room. [color=dae8c1]”Do you want another drink, or are you good?”[/color] He gestured to the cabinet. [Color=a6fef2]”I think I've had plenty till I've worked some of it out. But you're more than welcome to another.”[/color] Sam said as he planted a soft kiss on Ralph's lips before getting up. [Color=a6fef2]”My room or yours? If i remember…thats yourbdoor right?”[/color] He asked pointing to a door connecting to the lounge. If Sam recalled correctly, Ralph's room was attached to this one. So it would give them the quickest access. However, with all the alcohol he very much did not recall correctly. Ralph kissed back. The warmth moved from his face to his lower belly. Yes, he wanted this. [color=dae8c1]”My room is through the hall. I have to go the long way. I have balcony but not direct access to here.”[/color] He did not go for a drink. [Color=a6fef2]”My room it is then.”[/color] Sam replied as he hooked his pointer finger into the top of Ralph's pants and pulled him towards the other door. He desperately wanted to pop the button right then and there, but he didn't need someone else walking in on them. [color=dae8c1]”Lets go.”[/color] It was impossible for him to get up with Sam sitting on him and he wasn't really trying. He pressed a hand on Sam's leg, the other was wrapped around Sam. So even if Sam wanted to stand and head that way he would be trapped. [Color=a6fef2]”Going to have to let me go, unless…you'd rather break in this lounge first and hope no one else comes in.”[/color] Sam moved Ralph's hand higher up his thigh. [Color=a6fef2]”I just figured you'd like a little privacy at first.”[/color] [color=dae8c1]”Yes, privacy is good.”[/color] Ralph let go of Sam so he could stand. He trailed his other hand up his leg a bit more and slid it under his shirt. Sam chuckled. It seemed he was let go enough to get out of the chair, yet he still had Ralph's hand under his shirt. Not that he minded. He placed his hand around Ralph's wrist, over the shirt, as he led them both towards his door. Slowly sliding Ralph's hand downwards so by the time they'd reached their destination, it was well and down Sam's pants, his free hand opening the door as his foot kicked it open. Luckily all the mess was in the bathroom still, so his room was actually quite clean.. Ralph let himself be led into the room. The color surprised him for a flash. But it didn't take more of his attention than that. He explored under Sam's pants, smiling. His own body reacting to the touches and what he had found. He closed the door with his foot. And then pressed himself closer to Sam and started kissing him. As time grew closer to 6:30. Sam found himself cuddled next to Ralph's body, both of their clothes discarded amongst the floor of his room. His fingers was tracing an invisible pattern across Ralph's chest before he noticed the time. [Color=a6fef2]”We should probably get dressed.”[/color] Ralph nodded, enjoying the moment and the comfort. Enjoying the afterglow. He was thankful he had not failed to satisfy. [color=dae8c1]”Yes, we should.”[/color] Ralph sat up. He looked at the mess of clothes. Sam watched as Ralph began to sit up. Smiling at every move of his muscles. Finally he'd gotten up himself, sliding off the bed and beginning to slip on his pants. [Color=a6fef2]”Lucky everything's so close in this place otherwise we may actually be late.”[/color] [color=dae8c1]”Yeah. It's big but not like we have to leave a hotel and go somewhere else.”[/color] Ralph chuckled. He stood up and got dressed. His clothes were a little ruffled as was his hair. He ran his fingers through his hair. As he did he watched Sam. Sam placed on his shirt, buttoning it quickly before tucking it in and buttoning his pants. He grabbed his shoes, making his way back towards the bed to put them on along with his socks. When he finished, he smacked Ralph's ass and then offered his hand to hold as he nodded towards the door. [Color=a6fef2]”Ready?”[/color] Ralph grinned when Sam slapped his ass. [color=dae8c1]”Yeah.”[/color] He interlocked his fingers with Sam’s and walked with him into the hall and downstairs to the bar. A lot of people had already gathered early. He hoped no one would think too much about why he and Sam had been late. Even though they had their fingers interlocked he worried what the crowd might think.