Drew plants a big kiss on Deneil's forehead in the doorway. When he stumbles off, Drew follows behind him, plopping down on the edge of the bed. "We had fun!" He cheers, looking down and over at his mans. "You're nto about to pass out on my just yet, are you? The night is still young, get uppp." He slurs, pulling on one of Deneil's shoes until it comes off and starting on the other. "Trun the tv on, find something for us to watch in here."

Drew takes his suit jacket off and loosens his tie in relief. He throws it on the nearest chair from the bed. When Deneil asks him about what's on the screen he couldn't help but look in curiosity. "Nah fam, it's a Shark vaccuum infomercial. Take that number down, shit's working miracles." Drew gets up to find his suitcase. He bought his boyfriend a box of fancy chocolates from the airport when they landed for this very moment. It wasn't much but he felt like it'd be a great way to end their night after the party they just came from. "Now, it isn't a sixteen-thousand dollar rolex watch but I figured you'd still like 'em." He said, handing Deneil the heart-shaped box of chocolates. He zipped the suitcase back up and placed it where he found it. "Happy Valentine's Day, again." Drew says while sitting back down on the bed.

"If I had one of those, I just might clean up more." He jokes, in awe of it's ability to suck up all the random things the salesperson keeps putting on the floor. Drew squeezes Deneil while his boyfriend puts his arms around his neck. He kisses him back, happy that the gift wasn't perceived as lame or miniscule. He rests his back on the headboard, folding his arms behind his arms behind his head. "Hmm, I don't know but they should have a nice variety in there." He says, not sure exactly what types of chocolates might be in the box. Drew grins at Deneil's question. "You got me all figured out!" Laughing, he leans over to kiss on Deneil's neck a few times. "All these years with you have been a dream, you know."

Drew shook his head at the thought. "That's the worst idea you've ever had." He laughs, scooting closer to Deneil. "Well eating chocolate was the only plans I really made for..." He looks at his new watch. "3 in the morning? Guess the rest is up to you. What do you want to do?" He asks. Laying here talking to his boo was more than enough for Drew, though. He loved their late-night talks. Cuddling up with Deneil and babbling until the sun comes up was Drew's comfort and joy of the last few years. "Not gonna lie, it was giving nightmare for a splitsecond but it really mellowed out and I like where we're at." Every kiss from his boyfriend gave Drew a surge of energy. He liked to close his eyes and really fall into the kiss as it got deeper and deeper.

"They say everything happens for a reason and so if this bliss was the reason, I'm happy it all did." He rests on one of his elbows so that he can look over at Deneil and have easier access to him. He's been working out a lot more lately, feeling much more motivated to keep up with himself and even, his career. When Deneil kisses him and feels underneath his shirt, Drew's abs are rock hard. He never drew much attention to them but he always felt accomplished when his boyfriend got a good feel of them. "Ehh, stop before I blush in here." He chuckles, kissing Deneil back. Once his boyfriend brought up the suggestion of raiding the mini-bar and running a bath, he's on a mission. "Say less." You don't need to tell Drew twice to get fucked up. He heads over to the minifridge in the other corner of their hotel room. "What are we feeling tonight? Teuqila, vodka or um.. a petite pina colada?" He says, reading some of the tiny text on the tiny bottles.

Drew brings the pina colada for his boyfriend and the tequila for himself back to the bed. "Your pina colada, sir." He says in his best attempt at a posh accent. He pops his little bottle open and throws it back, drinking half of it. "Hmm, tell me more about these plans. Matter of fact, how about we skip the bath for a hot shower?" As he crawls back into the bed, he pulls Deneil closer to him, kissing him on the forehead and then again on his lips while he hovers over his boyfriend. He looked into his eyes very daringly, turning up the sex appeal just a notch.

Drew takes both of Deneil's hands and pins them down to give the full effect of the passionate kisses he's about to lay on him right after Deneil grabs him by the collar. This time, he doesn't hold back any tongue, wanting Deneil to feel the intensity. He stops to finish off the last of his tequila and throws the small bottle to the side. "Oh, do I have the energy? Only one way to find out." As Deneil undresses him, Drew undresses Deneil, unbuttoning his shirt as well and tugging at his briefs. He slides off the bed, standing up and pulling Deneil up with him.

Drew uses one hand to turn on the shower and the other to play with Deneil. He stroked his smooth member, more than ready to pull his own out. "You want me?" Drew asked as he drops Deneil's boxers, looking him in the eye as he continues to fondle with Deneil. He kisses him on the lips again before sliding out of his own underwear and stepping into the shower. "Care to join?" He holds his free hand out, wanting to pull Deneil in.

A few beers in and the sun well and truly set, the sleepover games and playful atmosphere between Deneil and his favourite boys are truly under way. It's his and Drew's turn to host and they certainly know how to create a chilled atmosphere. The guys all sit around on the front room floor in their bedtime attire, aided by pillows, booze and snacks. "Right, here's another one for the group..." Deneil begins as he uncrosses his legs and lays them out straight on the floor, resting his beer bottle briefly on the carpet between his thighs. "What's the freakiest thing you've ever said during sex, fam?". Deneil raises an eyebrow and has a quick swig from his bottle.

"I, uh..." Joshua clears his throat and looks towards one of the pizza boxes as he speaks, not daring to make eye contact with anyone as he makes his confessions. "I may have, you know...let a teeny, tiny...gay slur...slip out. In the heat of the moment, of course!"

"What? The one that rhymes with maggot, bruv?!" Deneil asks with an inquisitive little giggle.

"Yeahhhh..." Joshua nods his head and screws his face up.

"Fuck me sideways. You're a dark horse, Grimmie!" Deneil starts to laugh in his incredibly hearty and infectious way.

"I know, I know! It goes against everything I stand for! Culture Uncut would have a field day if they knew that shit. At least it was only once, right?" Joshua looks over towards Dae with a pleading face, wanting his partner to back him up. It was a one time thing and Dae made him feel so good that all his morals just momentarily went out the window.

"Better watch him, Drew. He's infiltrated our home but will be voting our rights away soon!" Deneil giggles, playfully nudging his boyfriend's leg with his foot.

Deneil shares a similar sentiment to his partner. He really appreciates this friend group, finding the safe space both crucial and beneficial. After the public backlash towards their coming out, Deneil felt as if he had to censor himself and his love for Drew for quite some time. He was made to feel like it was wrong and he wasn't allowed to express who he is and who he loves for fear of conflict arising. Within the industry, it's hard to tell who is #TeamMandy and #TeamTisha. With the boys, however, Deneil can totally be himself and a doting boyfriend without receiving any dirty looks or interrogations. The fact that he, Drew, Joshua and Dae all come from different religious background, are of different races and pockets of sexuality, raised in all corners of the globe, but still share the common bond of being kooky queer creatives is also beautiful to him. It's a true safe space as well as an opportunity to learn. He's always fascinated by the stories shared from all the walks of life. Even Dae's roleplay fantasy is intriguing.

"Yeah, I've been disrobed and probed a few times..." Joshua flashes a sly smirk before taking a sip of his beer. Although it takes him longer to unwind and he's the only one still sitting with tightly crossed arms and legs, displaying closed off body language, Joshua can really get his freak on once he gets going. He found the perfect partner in Dae with their wild imaginations and love of exploring body and boundaries.

"Christ. Drew's right. You lads are fucking freaky! Don't ever change though." Deneil winks over towards the boys and lays back further on the floor, propping himself up on his elbows. "I think with us, it's just the usual "who's is it?", "who does it belong to?" type shtick. Pretty vanilla in comparison. Though I bet I could take more probing than you ever could, Grimmie, mate." Deneil chuckles before giving a knowing looking towards Drew. They both know fine well that out of all four in the room, Neily will be the first to get his ass up in the air. "Dae, was going to suggest you fire a question our way next but I'm lowkey terrified now, bruv!"