[CLOSED] together in paris.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz carried all their luggage upstairs to the room the two would be sharing together, and sat them by the door. He pulled the key from his pocket and unlocked it, then pushed the door open for Cole to walk in. He carried their luggage in, sitting Cole's on one bed, and his on the other. "Your call, mon amour. We can spend our first night in Paris here, watching old movies with subtitles, or we can go and see all the sights to see at night." He said as he sat on the edge of the bed. But he had that uneasy feeling, knowing he didn't belong here. He never belonged here.

"And tomorrow, we spend the day in Paris. Then we take a trip to stay with my parents. Because the countryside is far nicer than the city." His eyes wandered over the boy, a lust for him he'd never felt before lingering somewhere in the put of his stomach.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole followed him in and looked around with the faintest smile. It was so strange, it just being them two. He'd never been so far away from his family. And yet, he felt completely safe. He smiled faintly as Sebastian began to speak, the little bit of French he used always making him smile or blush. He sat down on the edge of the bed with a yawn, looking around again. He was tired though, figured they could enjoy a night of just relaxing alone after the rush of airports and people, and go out another night before leaving to visit Baz's family. "We can stay here tonight.." He murmured, kicking his feet thoughtfully. He could only handle crowds for so long.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz smiled, standing up. He leaned over, tipping Cole's chin back to kiss him sweet and slow before he walked over to the TV. He read over the guide next to it, and flipped it to a random channel that seemed the most interesting. He hadn't been back long enough to remember what not American TV channels were. He walked back over to his bed, and kicked his shoes off, then laid back on the pillows, propping his feet on his luggage. "I wish I could do this constantly. Nothing beats doing nothing." He said with a yawn.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole met the kiss gently, hesitantly bringing a hand up to the side of Baz's neck before the kiss was broken. He watched him move and turn the TV on, admiring every movement he made with a faint smile, even as he went to lay down. Cole bit his lip, not sure if he should go lie with him or stick to his own bed. He finally found the guts to make himself get up, and climbed into Sebastian's bed after taking his shoes off, curling up neck to him, resting his head on his chest.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Something bothered Baz at how shy Cole still was around him, even if they'd been.. well, kind of together for awhile now. He thought the boy would at least be okay with kissing, but he still seemed hesitant about that. He wondered if there was something wrong with him, if maybe he should just stop kissing him.

He traced his fingers slowly up the boy's back before his hand fell to rest on his hip, hugging him gently. "Your mum probably misses her little boy." He said, kissing his forehead gently. Even if they'd only left the day before, he was sure his mother missed him. He was the quietest of the four.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole smiled faintly, kissed his shoulder through his shirt. "Yeah..she'll be okay," He breathed, searching Baz's face. He kissed under his chin, shifting his weight, and hugged him a little tighter before glancing at the TV briefly. Baz didn't even understand how happy he made him. And now that he was on proper medication for the onset of his depression, he could rarely hide his smiles. But perhaps his shyness had become to first nature after so long, the mental scarring of the accident that originally silenced him, the way kids began to poke and prod at school and him refusing to tell anyone, all of it had added up. No matter his trust, there was still that occasional hesitance. He barely even noticed it anymore. He ran his hand over Baz's stomach, fingertips pausing as they brushed his belly button ring.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz watched the TV with little interest, but at least it was keeping him from being on top of Cole. Those thoughts came around a lot more than he liked. And then Cole's fingers brushed over his belly button ring, and he glanced over at him. He looked back at the TV, gently taking the boy's hand and moving it under his shirt. He held it close to his stomach before he started tracing his fingers up Cole's arm, then back down. He glanced over at the clock before his eyes went back to the TV, his fingers moving up and down Cole's arm.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole couldn't help but think that Baz seemed bothered, but he didn't want to press into his business, either. He traced his fingers over the skin of his stomach beneath his shirt, just the simple action giving him butterflies. He glanced up at him and smiled, reached up to mess with his hair. "You got so much hair," He breathed, wrinkling his nose before lifting Baz's shirt again and kissing his stomach, heart skipping a beat with the action. But he wanted to be able to do such things to him, didn't want to be so hesitant with simple kisses. Little did he know that perhaps now was one of the worst times to try it however.

[sebastian marque manneville]

Baz smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "Yeah, well.." He breathed. But then Cole was kissing his stomach, and all Baz could think of was how he could be doing other things with his mouth. He slowly ran his hand through the boy's hair, drawing a knee up to try and at least conceal how tight his jeans were getting now.

'Just do it.. Make him do it..'

'He wants to or he wouldn't be kissing your stomach.'

'It's vacation.. Come on..'

He slowly ran a finger over Cole's bottom lip, watching him as if he were the most interesting thing ever.

[cole manaj gryffon]

Cole glanced up with a sheepish smile, lips parting some as Baz ran his finger over his lower one. He hummed faintly, hand beneath his shirt and tracing his stomach once before. He took Baz's hand, turning it over in his own slightly smaller ones, and kissed his palm tenderly.