"So what about you, Red? What's your favorite activity?"
The rapper froze, cheeks burning. "Well, that's… something I'd rather not talk about…"
This only seemed to encourage his mischievous friend, however. "Aw, c'mon, we're best friends! You know I wouldn't judge you no matter what, right?"
"It's private," Red insisted, lowering his voice. "Can we change the subject now?"
Yellow grinned. "So it's something girly, huh?"
"W-what? Uh, not really… like, at all…"
Yellow cocked his head adorably. "Then what is it?"
The rapper bit his tongue, trying not to let his eyes or mind wander. Oh, but his baggy pants would hide it if 'that' happened, right?
"Look, Yellow. I gotta go, so I guess I'll see ya tomorrow and-"
"Then show me."
Red flinched, face burning, his heart starting to beat like a trapped hummingbird's. Already he felt the first stages of arousal and bit down on his tongue in a desperate attempt to keep in control. He glanced at the door, wondering how long it would take to just bolt- it had a lock. There was no one aound. This was a private recording studio and they could be here for hours and no one would expect a thing—
"Fine, I'll tell you."
"All right," Yellow grinned, sitting back in his chair and crossing his legs casually.
"I… I masturbate," Red stuttered, staring at a suddenly interesting bit of the floor.
"Uh, huh…" Yellow seemed to be taking this better than he thought. "Well, Red… That doesn't sound like a bad thing, so okay."
Wait, you don't know what it is?"
"What what is?"
"Masturbation," the rapper said, cringing.
Yellow shook his head, still smiling so innocently… "Is it fun?"
"Uh, yeah…" (I'm going to hell. I am SO going to hell for this!)
"Then will you teach me how to… um…"
"Masturbate," Red hissed.
"Yeah, that! Teach me how to masturbate, Red!"
Though said so innocently, it was the most erotic thing Red had heard in his entire life. It took all the self control in the world not to tackle his friend to the floor and take him right there.
"All right," the crimson male said, clearing his throat and sitting forward. "First, you have to… well…"
Thinking for a moment, Red paused. Nothing he said was getting to the DJ. (Why'd he have to be so damn innocent? It feels like I'm doing this with a kid!) He couldn't think of any way to seduce the guy from two feet away, either.
"Stand up," Red said, rising to his feet himself.
They were the same height. Perfect for all those things he had in mind if this went well… In a second Red had pressed his lips to Yellow's, the latter letting out a muffled sound of surprise. The younger male's eyes remained wide and his body tense, not really understanding what the gesture meant.
"Did you like it?" His friend asked, still so close that Yellow could taste his breath. The normally talkative young man touched his lips, still staring stupidly, and Red made a face. "You mean you've never even /kissed/ anybody, man?"
"I-is that a bad thing?"
"No, I'm just surprised. I mean, a guy as cute and talented as you should be attracting the chicks in flocks!"
"You think I'm… cute?"
Red chuckled. "Hell yeah, I do. Who /doesn't/?"
"W-well, I-I-I… I…" Yellow smiled nervously, his blush seeming a bit darker than usual. "Thanks," he mumbled shyly.
Wrapping his arms around Yellow, Red dove for his neck.
"Red, what're you do- ah!"
Licking and nibbling the tender flesh of his friend's neck, the rapper felt Yellow's pulse quickening and grinned.
"Y-y- ah! Yeah…?! How do you kn-o-ow about thi- ah! This?"
"I know a lot of things," Red replied suggestively. "But don't worry. I'll go easy on you, kid…"
(what the fuck am i supposed to do now?)