Caleb was catching his breath sitting down with his shirt slung over his shoulder.  He smiled up at Ambrose as he heard him talk.  Despite everything, he knew this party was what he needed, and it looked to be what Ambrose had needed as well to start the year off right.  He felt Ambrose slump down next to him and looked around the room as everyone seemed to relax, and so chill.  They were in a euphoric state that Caleb was familiar with, and many relished.  He tried to stay away from drugs, but he did enjoy a drink every now and then and this party was his chance to indulge.  Ambrose was speaking, informing him that he really didn't do what Caleb did, the partying and all of that was Caleb's world and not his.  

It was respectable to see someone have fun even when they normally wouldn't on a day to day basis.  Ambrose was the type of guy he would love to date, someone who was down to Earth and someone who would keep him level headed and grounded.  The idea crossed his mind, but he shook his head remembering he did promise himself he wouldn't get into any type of relationship and that he would focus on his school work.  Still, Ambrose was hard to ignore, very hard, almost impossible and when he was in this very flirtatious state he was impossible to ignore.  Then Caleb felt someone touch him and at first, he didn't want to believe it was Ambrose because of the hesitations Ambrose had earlier before the alcohol, but when he turned his head and looked into Ambrose's eyes he knew where things were going and yet he didn't want to stop it.

Ambrose had his finger in Caleb's hair and Caleb smirked, but as he looked into Ambrose's eyes he could see the male leaning forward and parting his lips.  Was this really about to happen?  Caleb reciprocated the act and leaned forward as well meeting Ambrose halfway, as their lips pressed together slightly.  Ambrose's lips were soft, yet had some firmness to them.  Caleb let his inhibitions go as they kissed, allowing his hand to pull Ambrose slightly closer to deepen the kiss slightly.  It was only when he heard a familiar voice that he broke the kiss and look up at Sam who was standing there tapping her feet, clearing her throat roughly.

"Mmhmmm," she made the accusing noise, her eyes boring into both of them, accusing them of what they had just done.  "Well, loverboys it seems the party has peaked, so we have a little game to play.  I got two other people, but we need two more.  So come on you two, let's get to the basement," Sam said as she shook her head at Caleb and strutted off.  

Caleb ran a hand over his face and cleared his throat before standing up.  "Fucking ay man," he said as he exhaled and looked at Ambrose, "you alright?" he asked.  He was asking if Ambrose was alright with the kiss, and he wanted to make sure Ambrose was okay with going to the basement.  All the while Caleb slowly pulled his shirt on, a few of the students lingering around eying his body, undressing him even more than he already was with their eyes.  He paid them no attention but gave Ambrose his sole attention.

[@Catmint]