Sean pulled his legs in to sit cross-legged and tried to write a small backstory for his character. It was really difficult to concentrate though. Mostly because Nate was laying on his stomach close enough that he could run his hand up the back of his leg to his ass if he wanted to. He tried to resist the urge, but his eyes kept admiring the way those black jeans complimented Nate's every curve and muscle. Nate shifted onto his side, giving Sean a brief glimpse of how his jeans were slightly hanging off his hips. For a split second, Sean found himself wondering if Nate was wearing underwear or boxers... When Nate asked him with a sly grin. "Admiring the view?" Sean jerked his head up. Busted. Clearing his throat and shifting uncomfortably, he hunched over the his paper again to mumble out awkwardly. "I was just lost in thought. Coming up with a backstory..." Nate nudged his side with his knee to get his attention. Sean bit his cheek, glancing up guiltily as Nate sassily asked him. "Are you coming up with a 'backstory?' Or thinking about my 'backside?" 

Sean rolled his eyes, quickly looking back down at his paper as he uttered out under his breath. "Shut up..." Nate chuckled warmly, then slowly rose up onto all fours to stretch like a dog. Sean bit his lip as he discreetly watched him. Was he doing that on purpose just to tease him? Nate lowered his chest down to lay his head down on his arms, glancing back at him with a wicked grin. Shaking his hips like an excited dog. Sean scoffed loudly, looking anywhere except at him now. He was doing it on purpose. Nate's laugh made him grin himself, before Nate straightened to tell him more casually. "I'm going to take out that gym real quick and then I'll hit up the truck." Sean closed the DnD book, giving Nate a confused look as he said surprised. "What? We're leaving already?" Nate shifted closer, leaning in to whisper in a playfully accusing voice. "You haven't been listening to a thing I've said in the last twenty minutes, have you?"

Sean opened his mouth, but closed it as his cheeks flushed. Busted again. Since their incident in the kitchen, he just couldn't focus on anything. He had thought food and coffee would help... but clearly he was hungry for something else. Nate grinned so brightly. Mark and Felix usually got a little upset when he spaced out. He just couldn't help it. When his body wanted something it was hard to focus on anything else. He wanted to blame his ADHD... but he wasn't the type to point blame on anything except himself. Nate's lips very tenderly skimmed over his lips in a fleeting kiss, snapping him back out of his head. Sean turned his head to check if anyone was around to see that, while Nate whispered into his ear. "I'm going over to the parking lot to battle the gym here to get my Pokemon Go stuff done for today. Then on my way back, I'm going to get us something from the Ice cream truck. Mostly because I have a craving for something sweet. Did you get all that this time? Or should I go slower?"

Sean didn't see anyone this far in the park. Slowly turning his head back to face Nate, he replied sarcastically. "Oh, please. Go slower." Nate's response was to kiss him. The second their lips connected Sean's body snapped into focus. Nate's kiss cleared everything away. Raising a hand to Nate's cheek, Sean knocked the books and papers off his lap to lay back as he coaxed Nate over him. Nate shifted over him on all fours, keeping distance between them. Sean didn't understand why he wouldn't lay over him, but it didn't stop Sean from sitting up enough to keep kissing him. Nate moaned into the kiss, reluctantly pulling away to glance at his phone. Sean bit Nate's ear, trying to get his attention back. Nate groaned dejectedly, grumbling out to him regretfully. "Hold that thought. I've got to get the gym before the raid starts. I'll make it up to you." Nate kissed him briefly, then shot to his feet to run toward the parking lot.

Sean slumped back across the blanket, watching Nate vanish from sight. Once he was out of ear shot, Sean looked up at the sky, stating aloud to himself. "I guess that settles that... Games are more important than sex. What do I have to do to get laid?" Sean rolled onto his side, pulling the paper closer to finally write out his character's backstory. It wasn't anything fancy. His character just wanted to see the world and experience its many different cultures. He was trying to think of how his character might have grown up, or what his goal might be in life... When he heard footsteps behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, Sean dropped his pencil. Nate was holding a wrapped present out to him. Sean sat up, carefully accepting it and asking him perplexed. "What is this for?" Nate slowly sank to his knees, raising an eyebrow himself and giving him a weird look. Nate set a cup of ice cream down for him and Jack's eyes widened in realization.

His phone had been shut off since he got here. Lifting his arm to check the time on his Fitbit, he dropped his head into his hands in embarrassment. Nate leaned into him, his breath tickling his ear as he told him sweetly. "Happy birthday, Sean." Sean lowered his hands, his voice cracking a little upon saying. "You remembered?" Nate unwrapped his popsicle, chuckling out. "Well, you didn't think I left you all hot and bothered for nothing now, did ya? I'm afraid that I couldn't get it while you were here... So, I had my friend Dookie pick it up for me. He had something else to do today. Which if why I had to get it from him quickly. I didn't want a second thing to go wrong today..." Sean chuckled, asking suspiciously. "Breakfast?" Nate blushed a bright pink and turned away, mumbling out. "Ya... It didn't go so well. I've been trying my best, man..." Sean grinned, leaning in to kiss his adorable cheek.

Resting his forehead down on Nate's shoulder, he told him sincerely. "Thank you, Nate. I've been so down lately that I didn't even notice. Even with the blunders today... Today has already been worth it." Sean sat up, peeling the paper off the gift. As he saw the cover, he hugged it to his chest feeling like he might cry. Nate pulled the popsicle from his mouth, asking nervously. "What? Do you not want it?" Sean sniffled, pulling the last of the paper free as he strained out softly. "You know... I've been kind of depressed lately, because I can't get a dog with all the touring I've been doing. But this... This is means so much to me. Thank you." Nate bit his lip, telling him sweetly. "I got the VR headset set up at home for ya. You can play with Trico whenever you want to head back." Sean set the game down, turning to face Nate. Nate eyed him a bit nervously, mumbling out as he leaned back a little. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Sean lowered his eyes to Nate's popsicle. Nate put the end into his mouth, shaking his head like a child. Sean's intention really wasn't to take it from him though. Leaning in closer, Sean dragged his tongue up the cold shaft of the popsicle. Taking his time with it. Just before his tongue came to Nate's lips, he tilted his head to suck on the side of it. Drawing out the flavor from the ice. Nate was frozen to the spot, watching him with wide unblinking eyes. Sean wasn't even sure he was breathing. Nate had been trying so hard to make him happy today... So, he felt like taking Nate's advice. He felt like finishing what they had started in the kitchen. Giving the popsicle one last lick, Sean purred out to him a little anxiously. "What do you say, Nate? You wanna sin with me?" Nate was barely able to nod, his lips never leaving the end of his popsicle. Apparently, he might have overdone it... Nate seemed to of lost his voice.

Sean licked his lips, sitting back on his heels with a blushing smile of his own. He had never had to ask for it before. Mark and Felix just always knew what he wanted. With Nate, everything felt so different. He didn't feel pressured, or rushed by him. It just felt natural. Nate finally removed the popsicle from his mouth, starting to ramble out nervously. "Are you sure you want to do this now? I know you were ready earlier... I just want you to do this because you want to. I don't want you to think that I'm implying that you owe me anything. Cause you don't. I-" Sean leaned in to kiss him in order to stop him. Sean wanted to laugh, but he just focused on kissing Nate until he relaxed. Nate was so nervous all of a sudden. He didn't recall Nate being so shy and awkward before. Was it because he had practically jumped him and didn't give him time to think about it? He didn't know why, but he thought it was adorable.

Sean broke the kiss, hovering over his lips after to whisper semi-hopeful. "Nate... You think anyone is around the car? We could fold the back seats down and try something wild. What do say?" Nate bit his lip a moment, glancing around the empty park, before answering with a wicked smile. "We could... Or we could try to do it here? No one is around." Sean double checked the area. The only people they had seen had been those close to the parking lot. This far in, it was quiet and abandoned. Nate rose up on his knees, dropping his popsicle into the small bowl of ice cream. Sean watched him take a deep breath, then start unbuckling his belt. Nate's hands shook a little and Sean started to have second thoughts. He reached out to stop Nate's wrists, only to have Nate smile and tell him excitedly. "It's alright. It will be fun." Nate opened the front of his pants to reveal his dark underwear.  After that, he began removing stuff off one end of the blanket. Sean didn't know what he was doing at first, then it made sense.

Nate was going to pull half the blanket over them. Just in case. It wouldn't really save them from a ticket if they got caught... but it bought them some time for a lame excuse. Something like they were just wrestling. Sean mustered up all his courage to unbuckle his pants. Sliding them down his thighs, he laid down across the blanket on his stomach. It was his birthday. So, he hoped that Nate wouldn't mind having to do most of the work. Nate carefully laid over him, pushing Sean's shirt up to his shoulders. Sean pulled his shirt over his head, but kept his arms in the sleeves. He wanted to be able to put it back on quickly. Nate began kissing a trail up his spine to his shoulder.  Once there, he placed a more lingering kiss to his shoulder and told him in a husky voice. "I love you, Sean." Sean buried his head in his arms, acknowledging with a soft moan. He didn't have the heart to say it back. He felt terrible. He felt like he was using Nate... but this is what he wanted, right? This way, they both got what they wanted. He just didn't want to say something that might not be the truth.  Even if his stomach was fluttering with butterflies.  To Be Continued...