I know I don't know you...

[Thomas Lajoie]

_{...but I want you so bad.
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Thomas' footsteps could be heard through the halls of his building as he raced down the stairs, his blood pumping hard in his ears. Outside there was a man waiting for him, in the rain, with explicit desire to see him. Only him. It may seem a little desperate to react this way over one guy, but Thomas wasn't used to male attention. He hadn't had much experience in this kind of thing, and he was afraid he was going to vomit if he didn't see Sett soon, to break the tension.

His hands grasped around the doorknob and he stopped, looked at his feet, and inhaled slowly. Calm down. Think logically. You hardly know this guy. With a twist of the knob, and a push of the door, Thomas could see the sidewalk to his building occupied by... no one. He stepped out and into the rain, and noticed only as the drops settled on their lenses that he was still wearing his indescribably dorky glasses. If he had the focus to facepalm, he would - but his mind was occupied. Where was Sett? Had this all been some really stupid attempt at messing with him?

"Er... Sett?" he called out, squinting to see across the street in his reading glasses. The water began to absorb into his tee shirt, and fill his flip flops. If that boy didn't show, Thomas would have a new stuffed animal to cuddle to sleep. It's a win-win for him, really.

[Sett Richmond]

He felt jittery when Thomas didn't reply immediately and Sett briefly wondered if the younger man was actually going to show. Admittedly, Sett was close to moving off when he heard the door the apartment building open and the Frenchman stepped out into the rain to look for him.

A genuine smile was on display on his face which he quickly changed to a smirk. Pushing off the wall he had been leaning against, he stepped into the light just as Thomas called out to him. Sett didn't know what was going on with his heart but it was pumping rather quickly, very uncharacteristic of it.

Ignoring that, Sett walked over to Thomas and grasped his shoulder and just as he remembered from that notebook movie, he turned the other man around, cupped his face with both hands and pulled it up so their lips touched.

The kiss was supposed to be passionate, strong and invasive but instead, he found himself being gentle, cautious and...sweet. This shouldn't be the case but as far as Sett was concerned, the other man's lips were the center of attention and he found himself liking this kiss, however wrong it was according to his head.

[Thomas Lajoie]

Thomas was feeling the cool air pick up on his skin as the rain pulled what warmth he had mustered up in his room from his body. His heart began to sink as no one responded to his call, and began to chew on his thumb nail. He had got his hopes up, and blushed with embarrassment as he realized what this meant. He was standing in the pouring rain, waiting for someone who wasn't showing up. He lowered his thumb just as his shoulder was grasped, he was turned, and he stopped thinking.

His lips met the soft, ready pair belonging to someone else. His face was warm with the touch of a pair of hands much larger than his. Hands that managed to be dry in spite of being soaking wet. Hands that belonged to a bartender.. It had to be, because this moment was too perfect, too easy, for it to be anyone else but Sett. Thomas' hands moved slowly, and started at Sett's stomach, moving their way up his damp shirt to sit on his shoulders. Until this moment, he was being kissed, and was dumbfounded. His heart jumped as he realized what was happening, and he reacted immediately.

His right hand moved around his neck, and pulled the little lion man closer to himself. The other moved to his hip, and forced their bodies to connect. Thomas was on his toes and couldn't even tell. He just pushed into those soft lips and returned the kiss.

[Sett Richmond]

Like movie magic, Sett could feel Thomas pushing against him and he wrapped his arms around the other man's waist, just like in the movie and with one swift tug, he pulled Thomas up and wrapped the other man's legs around his waist.

Once he was sure the other man was secure, he inched backwards slowly until Thomas was resting against a wall. Sett pulled away just slightly to smile. "Well worth the wait." The words poured out like honey...or artificial honey anyway. He should feel bad that this was all for show but he was enjoying himself a little too much to really care.

He pulled Thomas' ridiculously thick glasses off his face before burying his hand in the other man's rain-matted hair. "God you're good looking." He whispered huskily before pulling Thomas down for another kiss, this time the original passion he foresaw in his head finally occurred and Sett went with it.

The hand that wasn't buried in Thomas' thick hair pressed against his cheek, his thumb caressing the other man's cheekbone as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss.

[Thomas Lajoie]

Thomas could feel Sett's arms wrap him up, and noticed as their bodies connected how warm Sett was. The cold rain against his back and on his chest almost disappeared as Sett pulled Thomas in close. The boys blood was so much warmer than his, and he didn't resist as he was yanked up, and forced his legs around Sett's waist, regardless of his intention. This put him at equal height with Sett, and to increase his advantage. he pulled his pelvis closer to Sett's chest, so that Thomas' was a good half-a-foot taller than Sett. He could rap both his arms around Sett's head then, and focus on nothing else. Just the two of them kissing, like Disney princes caught in the rain.

He hadn't realized they were moving until the cold brick hit his back. As if that wasn't enough, Sett pulled away slightly from him, allowing the cold air outdoors to split them apart. Before he could control it, Thomas was shivering as the excitement and cold water registered in his system. He frowned slightly as they parted, but were reverted into smoldering eyes and a sideways grin as Sett mentioned how worth the wait this had been. "I'm not surprised to see you enjoy the chase..." he next to whispered, as he watched Sett pull off his glasses. How embarrassing. He felt a rush of heat in his cheeks that helped to stave off the cold, but was blushing like an idiot. This, of course, was only magnified as Sett so earnestly complimented him. Before he could stop himself, he rolled his eyes defensively and averted eye contact. "Tais-toi..."

His snarky comment in French gave him the confidence to return the rough kiss aimed in his direction, and took Sett's lower lip between his teeth for a moment, playfully assuring that he could handle Sett's beastly impulses. The scraping of Sett's piercings on Thomas' lips felt good. It felt like it would be dangerous if they belonged to anyone else. But he was with Sett, and for whatever reason, he was sure this stranger was good.

[Sett Richmond]

With Thomas towering over him, Sett had to look up as he smirked at the other man's attempt to gain more access to his lips. This was going perfectly and for a brief moment, the guilt he should be feeling was replaced with an emotion he wasn't quite acquainted with. He shook the feeling away and concentrated on nothing more than the kiss. The kiss that was causing his blood to rush to parts of his body that were straining immensely against his clothing restraints.

Chuckling at Thomas' remark, Sett shrugged before pulling against Thomas' hair gently, exposing the other man's neck. The animalistic urge he started having could find the other meta's pulse in a heartbeat, so to speak and his lips quickly descended upon that particular spot, massaging it with his tongue as he sucked lightly at the sweet, rain drenched spot.

He continued this until Thomas pulled him back into a kiss, a slightly more ferocious act, a confidence Sett didn't know Thomas possessed took charge of the situation, causing Sett to pull away just to take a breath. "Fuck..." he rasped out before laughing as he looked up at Thomas, an apparent hunger evident in the dark pools of his eyes. "We need to get some place warm...and dry." Sett whispered in between breaths, their lips mere inches apart.