Snob giggled as he tugged Film Brain back into his hotel room. He was warm and tipsy and he had a cute little guy to take to bed—what was there not to laugh about?
Film Brain giggled as well as Snob pulled him into a sloppy kiss. Snob’s beard scratched against his chin. It was unfamiliar but pleasant, and really, he was too drunk to complain about it.
They kept kissing, not well but they didn’t care. Snob pulled Film Brain to the bed and tackled him onto it.
“You’re so pretty, Brainy,” Snob slurred, placing wet kisses on Film Brain’s face and neck. “Wanna have all the sex with you…”
Something in the back of Film Brain’s head protested and he managed to push Snob back a little. “We’ve both had a lot to drink,” he said. “You sure you’re up for it?”
“I’m up, yeah,” Snob said, grabbing Film Brain’s hand and placing it over his crotch. “You feel that, Brainy?”
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