Drunken Flirtation

Derek was impatiently pacing in the living room and frequently checked the time on his watch while waiting for Aiden to get home. It was already 1 am, just what was he doing out so late? He would usually send a message if he was going to be late.

When the arriving cab's headlights flashed through the front window, Derek immediately rushed to open the door. He saw Aiden stumble out of the back of the cab and pay the driver before staggering down the sidewalk towards the house. Was he DRUNK?! Derek walked over to Aiden and wrapped an arm around his waist to support him.

"Where in the world have you been? Just where did you drink so much to end up like this?" Derek asked with a frown. Aiden, who only realized Derek was there when he began to speak, looked up with unfocused eyes. He stared at Derek's face for a moment before beaming up at him.

"Hehe, I'm home!" Aiden looked extremely happy with his flushed cheeks and a huge grin on his face. Derek could only sigh.

"Yes, yes, welcome home." He half carried Aiden the rest of the way to the house. Once inside, Derek made Aiden sit on the couch while he retrieved a glass of water from the kitchen. Kneeling down in front of him, Derek held the glass up to Aiden. "Here, drink this." 

"Okay" Aiden quickly drank the entire glass of water but ended up spilling some down his chin and the front of his shirt. "Oops." Sighing again, Derek took the glass and set it down on the side table before wiping the water with his thumb. "Hehe." Aiden closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into Derek's hand.

"Ahem." Derek cleared his throat and stood, simultaneously pulling Aiden to his feet as well. "Come on, I'll help you upstairs." Slowly, the two of them navigated their way upstairs and into Aiden's room. After sitting Aiden down on the edge of the bed, Derek went to the closet and searched for pajamas. Once he found them he went back to find Aiden struggling to take his shoes off. 

"Urg!! Why is this so difficult?! Bad shoes!" Derek couldn't help but smile. He walked over and set the clothes down on the bed. Then, he kneeled down and effortlessly took Aiden's shoes off. Aiden pouted and grumbled, "Show off." Derek chuckled and pointed to the clothes he had just set down.

"Can you get changed on your own?" Aiden glanced at Derek for a moment and then grinned.

"Nope!" Without thinking too much of it, Derek nodded and started helping Aiden undress. However, when Aiden was left in nothing but his underwear, Aiden grabbed his pajamas and threw them to the other side of the bed. 

"...Aiden." Derek raised an eyebrow. Aiden smiled mischievously.

"What?"

"You have to put your clothes on." Derek moved to retrieve the pajamas but he had only taken a single step when Aiden grabbed his arm and yanked him onto the bed. The way they landed caused Derek's heart to start racing. 

Unintentionally, Derek ended up on top of Aiden and in between his legs, pinning him to the bed. Aiden had wrapped both his arms around Derek's neck, preventing him from pulling away.

"Got ya," Aiden whispered. 

"Aiden, come on, let go." 

"Nuh-uh. Don't wanna!" As he spoke, Aiden wrapped both his legs tightly around Derek's waist, pulling him even closer.

"Aiden, have you forgotten that your aunt is living here again? We can't mess around like this." Derek had thought the warning would do the trick and get Aiden to let go but it immediately backfired. Aiden only held on even tighter with both his arms and legs while frowning at Derek.

"Shush! You're not allowed to mention other people while you're in bed with me!"

"Don't say it like that. I only meant…" 

"You can't." Aiden wasn't listening any more. "Don't talk about her." He leaned his head into Derek's shoulder and mumbled, "...Mine." Derek's breath caught in his throat and he felt his heart skip a beat. He almost growled in frustration as he wrapped his arms around Aiden and pulled them both into a sitting position with Aiden's legs still wrapped tightly around his waist.

"Alright, I won't talk about her anymore but you need to sleep."

"Don't wanna!" Aiden stubbornly shook his head and looked up into Derek's eyes with a sad expression. "If I sleep, you'll leave." Aiden whimpered and clung onto Derek's body like a koala. "Don't go." Before Derek could say anything in response, Aiden grabbed his face and kissed him fiercely. 

The sudden move took Derek by surprise for a moment but he quickly recovered. At first, he intended to put a stop to it and try to convince Aiden to sleep but Aiden's relentless attacks wore down his resistance. In no time at all, the two of them were locked in a feverish embrace.

Derek licked and sucked at Aiden's lips before Aiden opened his mouth allowing Derek's tongue to dart inside and tangle with his own. Their heated breath mixed along with their saliva and Derek brought one of his hands behind Aiden's head to pull him deeper into the kiss. He used his tongue to explore every bit of Aiden's mouth that he could reach. The sounds of Aiden's moans and gasps were driving him wild. 

He didn't know how much time had passed while they were like that but, when Aiden started grinding himself against his body, Derek used every last ounce of restraint he could muster and broke their kiss. Luckily for him, their makeout session had caused Aiden's vice-like hold to weaken and Derek finally had the opportunity to free himself. 

"...Hah…Aiden…no more," Derek said through ragged breath. Aiden whined softly but didn't argue. He had dropped back down on the bed with a flushed face, his eyes half closed. Looking at him, Derek could tell he was moments away from falling asleep. So, he got up and pulled the blankets over Aiden before leaning down and kissing him on the forehead. "Goodnight Aiden."

"Mhm." Aiden's eyes closed completely and not long after his breathing evened out as he drifted off to sleep. Derek watched him sleeping peacefully for a moment before heading back to his own room. 

Glancing at the clock, he saw that it was almost 2:30 in the morning. He was tired and definitely wanted to get some sleep, however, there was something he'd have to deal with first. He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. There was an all too obvious tightness going on in his pants that was becoming more uncomfortable by the second. So, he pulled off his clothes and made his way to the shower.