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_{[He chuckles and puts the other two bottles on the coffee table nearby, sipping happily at his mysterious liquid.]}

So what else do you do at these parties?

_{[He'll just...tilt his head at you. Curious. And looking like a puppy what the hell?]}

Find a somebody to make out with?

Well that's one thing that certainly isn't different. Finding someone...

_{[For a tryst, for marriage, to make out with. It's all the same to him. He glances suspiciously at a gaggle of giggling girls who are looking their way. Oh no. Nope. No.

He glances at Tyler.

Then decides that's a bad idea.]}

Just have another beer, man.

_{[He smirks, holding up the half-empty cup.]}

This isn't beer.

_{[No, he'd found something stronger than beer. He considers for a moment before offering it to Tyler, the clean side, his head tilted a little.

He's still not liking how those girls are looking at them, so he shifts, turning his back on them.

Nope.]}

Don't mind if I do.

[ he takes it and takes a giant swig from it ]

Boy, that's harsh.

Oh, come on. It's not that bad. You can't even taste the alcohol!

_{[Which meant you got drunk a lot faster than you realized. Balfour just laughed and shook his head, patting Tyler's shoulder. His fingers were still against the bottom of the cup, not quiet having let go, as if it hadn't really occurred to him--and it hadn't.]}

No, it's the perfect bad.

[ his face is a bit flushed and he doesn't notice that you still have a hold on the cup, but he's pretty okay with anything right now ]

You want to know another thing that's different about this party? That isn't a thing I can do at the parties at home?

_{[His voice is much softer, the teasing gone now. His hand doesn't move from Tyler's shoulder, nor the cup. He's frozen in place, his gaze locked on those too-familiar blue eyes.]}

I'm all ears, man.

_{[Balfour smiles, soft and sweet, and tugs the cup down, out of the way. He's not really thinking about what he's doing, just doing it. Which is why he's now pressing his lips against Tyler's carefully at first, just a brush, and then a little more firmly, the hand on his shoulder sliding to touch the back of his neck.

Oh. Oh. That's what everyone's on about.]}

[ he pauses for a second while he registers that before he shrugs and just goes with it, kissing you back firmly ]

[Balfour lets out a noise that's almost pleading as the kiss is returned, his fingers curling against Tyler's neck, his lips parting just a bit. This was nice. Possibly creepy, but oh, just the kiss alone felt good. He wanted more.]

[ that sound is pretty a-okay to tyler, he likes that he can make you make that type of noise, so he moves his mouth against yours gently, his tongue tracing the curve of your bottom lip ]

[He gasps when he feels that tongue, parting his lips for it, his own tongue peeking out a little bit. He likes this, he can say that now, even if it is just a kiss.]

[ his arm is going to wrap around your waist then, pulling you closer while he slides his tongue into your mouth, curling it slightly as it slides against yours ]

[And that? Was a moan. Congratulations. He mimics what Tyler is doing, pressing close as his fingers go to comb through his hair. The hand with the drink is now empty, liquid spilling on the floor as he grips the front of Tyler's shirt, then sneaks that hand up to touch the hollow of his throat.]

[ he's making a note to get you drunk more while he slides the fingers of his other hand through your hair, gripping it tightly as he applies a bit of force into the kiss, his mouth crushed to yours ]

[Another moan as he's pulled into a more crushing kiss, and that hand of his? It's found its way to Tyler's hip, pulling him closer, desperate for the contact, and once he gets it, he makes another happy, sexy little noise.

More. He wants more.]

[If Balfour and Tyler don't think that Reid's been watching them-for a little while now, at that-they'd both be wrong. How could he not be? They're hard to look away from, it's still surreal, like his eyes are playing tricks on him. That's not the only reason, but...it's the main one. It's not like he can't tell them apart, because he can, but that's not the point.

The point is, he's glad he's been watching them, because this, now, the two of them making out? Is worth watching. He's not even ashamed about it. A little jealous maybe, but not ashamed. Maybe he should...do something instead of just watching though. First he finishes off the rest of his beer, then he gets up to go over to them, nudging Tyler's shoulder when he's there.]

You know, you two should probably charge people if you're going to put on a show like this. [He grins.]

[ well, now he's pulling away from balfour and he's embarrassed. he rubs a hand against the back of his neck with a sheepish smile on his face as he turns to reid ]

How does ten bucks sound?

[Balfour had been just about to move that hand of his to Tyler's rear when they were suddenly interrupted.

He gasped and scrambled back, looking guilty and embarrassed, shoving his hands into his pockets.]

…hi.

[He grins again, leaning his arm on Tyler's shoulder, looking from him to Balfour.]

Awww, lookit you two, suddenly so shy. [He reaches out to brush his knuckles gently against Balfour's cheek. He was probably going for a cheek pinch at first, but hey, this is better, right?] Seems like you're getting along well.

[ he elbows reid's side with his shoulder gently ]

Hey, now, parties are where stuff like this happens.

_{[Balfour shies away from the hand instinctively, keeping his head ducked.]}

You're...not mad?

_{[It was best to check. Reid and Tyler were obviously close. How close, he wasn't sure yet.]}

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