hii, may i request sfw 9 for claude? he's stuck in my head and there's barely any claude fics here:'(
≫ A/N: Hey there! This sounds like a fun request to write, I am totally doing this :)
Content: alcohol consumption, you and Claude really like each other, but neither of you knows, but after some drinks, you finally tell each other how you feel, it gets a bit heated and suggestive at the end
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Your best friend, Claude, would be coming over tonight for some drinks and movies. He wasn't sure on if he would be staying the night, so he told you over the phone a few hours earlier that he would pack stuff for a sleepover, just in case.
The evening came, and Clark rang your doorbell. You skipped over to the door and opened it for him, giving him a massive hug. "Heeeey, there you are! Oh, you brought a lot of stuff, didn't you?" you said as you pointed at the bag in his hand. "Yeah, well, I wanted to chip in too. So I brought some alcohol and snacks as well as the stuff for sleeping here," your friend said as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. You wondered why he was blushing and seemed so nervous, but to be honest, you were really blushy around him lately as well. You had really grown more and more fond of him, in a way that wasn't friendship. He had the exact same problem going on, but he hadn't told you that yet, and you had no clue about it so far either, because he was pretty good at hiding it.
The two of you walked over to the living room, and you unpacked the cleric's bag. He brought you all your favourite snacks and some of your favourite drinks as well. You figured the movie marathon wouldn't be quite as long with the amount the two of you liked to drink, but it would be super fun anyway. You both went to the kitchen to get a glass for both of you, and you cut up some cheese and sausage to snack on as Clark got some bowls to put the chips and the other snacks into.
You both got situated on the couch and browsed for some movies to watch. You decided that tonight it would be horror movie night, since both of you were massive fans of the genre. Neither of you easily jumped, and you were able to hold your own quite well. As you watched the first movie, you decided to take it easy on the drinking for now, since you did want to finish this entire movie at least without passing out. You were both shovelling some snacks into you as you occasionally took a wet wipe out of the package on the table to clean your hands, because as much as you loved snacks, neither of you loved sticky hands.
The first movie finished, and you were talking about which parts you did and didn't like, and eventually you came to the conclusion that it would be 3/5 stars. You looked for a second movie to watch as Clark filled the glasses as much as possible. "We're gonna start properly drinking now, cheers!" your crush said as he clinked his glass with yours as you pressed "play" on the remote. "Cheers!" you replied as you took a massive gulp of vodka. He had brought your favourite brand; he knew you too well after all. He always paid attention to the finer details when it came to you, making it his mission to remember all your likes and dislikes.
As the two of you watched movie number 2, you really upped your drinking game. You were both getting quite tipsy now, and you were sharing more laughs and flirty remarks. This wasn't something new for either of you to do; you flirted with each other "for fun" all the time, it being just an innocent remark. That's what you said, at least, but now that the alcohol was hitting pretty hard, the flirting impacted both of you more and more. You managed to turn Claude into a stuttering mess at one point, and he had nothing else to throw back at you, so he just went back to focusing on the movie, which only made you giggle even harder.
The second movie was over, and both of you were pretty drunk at his point. Both of you reached for the bottle, your hands touching. You both looked away with a blush on your face, as you eventually did it again and poured both of you some more vodka. You clinked glasses once more, as Claude took a big gulp of the drink. All of a sudden, you spoke up.
"You know... You're really cute," you suddenly blurted out, and you instantly regretted it. The alcohol was really grabbing hold of you, and you were saying more and more things you knew you would regret in the morning when the regret hangover would hit you. Claude blushed once more, but he replied with, "I uh... You know... You're uh... Pretty cute too." as he looked at the hands in his lap. You scooted closer to the cleric and put his hands in yours. He looked at you, his gaze a bit distant due to how drunk he was getting, but there was also something else in there you couldn't quite make out with your own daze you were experiencing.
"Hey, Clark... Uhm... Have you ever thought about... You know... Dating?" you said as you softly squeezed his hands and closed the distance between your faces. His face was so close to yours now that you could feel his hot breath fanning your face. "I uh... I have... Have- have you?" your friend said as his eyes were starting to get a bit watery. He was so hopeful in this moment, and the alcohol made him extra emotional. The longer the two of you knew each other, the more he learned from you that it was okay to show his emotions. You taught him that the unspoken rule of "men are never allowed to show how they feel" was a really stupid and outdated way of thinking. He felt really safe around you, and, in due time, he felt more comfortable showing what he was truly feeling like. And this was one of those moments.
You noticed those watery eyes, and one hand reached up to gently wipe away his tears. "Hey, hey... Why are you crying? What's wrong?" you whispered as you looked deeply into his eyes, worry showing in yours. "I just... I have dreamt of this moment for so long, and- And... This feels like a dream. Is- is this real?" your friend whispered, his tears so close to spilling over now. "No, sweetie, you aren't dreaming. This is real. And uhm... I uh... This is me asking you to- Uhm... Do you want to date?" you whispered as your hands reached up to gently cup his face. "Yes... Yes! I would love to, yes!" your now boyfriend exclaimed as his hands cupped your face as well and he put his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. You hugged him as you buried your face into his neck, smiling against his skin. "I love you, Clark. I have for a long time now. And thank fuck we finally had this talk." you said as you kissed his neck, getting more passionate as you kept going. Claude moaned; he didn't know his neck was this sensitive. His arms tightened around you as he desperately pulled your face even closer to him.
After a little while of leaving some marks on his neck, you looked into his eyes once more, closing the distance between your faces again. You closed your eyes as you kept inching closer to his lips, letting them brush against each other so featherly light that it almost felt like edging, which, to be fair, you suppose it was. Ever so gently, his lips started moving against yours as his hands slowly ran through your hair. Your own hands found his hair as well, letting opal-coloured locks run through your hands as you kissed him so passionately. Claude lay down on the couch, pulling you on top of him. You broke the kiss only long enough to breathe, immediately digging in again after you had gotten some oxygen into your lungs.
You made out for a little longer, hands wandering everywhere and kisses moving to each other's neck and ears from time to time. After a little while, you gently pressed your forehead against his once more. Then, a massive yawn. "Getting bored of me already, huh?" your boyfriend joked as he kissed the top of your nose. "No, no! You know how sleepy I get after a night of drinking. And I guess, now also because a massive weight has lifted off my shoulders," you said as you lie on top of him, your head positioned on his chest so you could feel his heartbeat. "Then how about we head to bed, babe? What do you say?" your boyfriend says as he wiggles his eyebrows at you. "Oh my god, sir, neither of us are going to last a minute with how drunk we are. I do kinda wanna take a shower first, though. Do you wanna come with me?" you said as you left another kiss on his neck. Your boyfriend replied with a hum, and the two of you got off the couch to clean up your mess and then head upstairs.
When you arrived in the bathroom, both of you just gawked at each other as you undressed. Lots more making out in the shower later after you had cleaned yourselves, you headed to bed. Claude was lying on his back, your head on his chest once more. Both of you were talking about when you realised you liked each other, talking about your most pleasant memories with each other in between lots of kisses. A happy sigh left your lips as you kissed his chest time and time again, letting one index finger circle his nipple. Claude had to stifle a moan; just like his neck, it seemed his nipples were just as sensitive.
"Hey, Clark," you suddenly spoke up. Your boyfriend replied with a questioning hum. "We should totally have sex in the morning when we're both sober. What do you think?" you asked as you kissed his nipple. "You know I would love to. But I agree that it's probably best for now to sleep. Recharge for all the action we're going to have once we wake up." Clark said with a chuckle as he left a kiss atop your head. "Then let's go to sleep as soon as possible. Recharge as much as possible," you replied, leaving one more kiss on his chest."Mmm... Good night, babe. I love you," your boyfriend said. It felt a bit weird to say this, but he will get used to it eventually. "Mhm, good night, baby. Sweet dreams," you replied as you kissed his neck, then putting head head back on his chest.
There was definitely a chance that neither of you would remember this conversation in the morning, and you would be scared shitless because both of you fell asleep like this, but that was a worry for future you. What you did know for now was that nothing felt this right before. You felt so comfortable on top of him like this, and he felt so happy with you in his arms. In the morning, you would show each other how much you really loved each other.
