First Encounters...

Really enjoying the sensations Kamo gave him in the shower, it felt like Brandon was about to start getting really into it when it stopped and the blonde lead him straight out of the shower. "Hey, I was enj-!" Brandon joked when his lips met Kamo's once more and it felt like his body was about to melt. Their naked bodies pressing up against each other, Brandon rested against Kamo as he brought up the idea of having some more quality "fun" with each other.

However Kamo mentioned an appetite, and Miller suddenly perked up. "Actually, let's go get food!" He said with a grin, almost taking a complete 180 in terms of mood. He knew it would take Kamo by surprise, which is exactly why the surfer boy did it. "C'monn, I'm dying for a nice cheese pizza or somethin'!" He joked as he rubbed his hand "accidentally" over Kamo's rear as a tease.

Kamo blinked as Brandon spoke, shocked by the complete 180 and the focus on the food aspect of that and not the…well, the sex aspect. He gave a small frown for a moment, before he looked away. "Oh. Yeah, I'm sure you're hungry!" he replied, nodding to himself. Was Brandon really still upset about everything from the previous night? "Of course, I could always have it ordered up here. Give you time to enjoy it and relax a bit longer~." He grinned at Brandon, moving forward.

"That way, we can have some more time to ourselves." He reached over and took Brandon's hand after he rubbed it against his ass "accidentally", bringing it back and putting it on his ass once more, pressing himself up against Brandon. "We don't have to…have sex. Just…have a bit of fun." He was curious if he took sex away, if it would make him still so averse.

Feeling Kamo gently move Brandon's hand back to his rear, making sure it was attached to it firmly as he continued to flirt, Brandon listened what the rich boy had to say, but to be honest as much as he liked the sex he wanted something more from the both of them. The last night had been one of the craziest, but also one of the most special nights he had had in a long time....and he didn't want it to end on "meh" sex and loneliness once more.

Pulling his hand back and sharply slapping Kamo's rear in an attempt to quickly surprise the man, Brandon would smirk and say "But my stomach is begging! C'mon let's go grab a bite! I'll let you chooooose~" as he strolled completely naked into the bedroom and began changing back into his clothes. Once he was changed into his usual attire, the surfer would ask "Sooooo where we gonna be eating? The closer the better!" with a laugh, trying to lighten up the CEO's mood somewhat.

Surprised he was! He yelped out when Brandon slapped his rear roughly, pursuing Brandon into the bedroom if only to return the favor. Before the man managed to put his clothes on, he shoved Brandon onto the bed for a moment so he could slap him back with a small huff, though he was grinning. But when Brandon moved to put his clothes on, Kamo bit his lower lip. He still wanted to purge Brandon from his system. He wanted nothing more than to fuck the man and get him out of his life. But…that wasn't true, and he knew it wasn't true, and that was the problem. He wanted more. He wanted to keep Brandon around, to hold onto him when he went to sleep and still have him in his arms when he woke up. And that scared him.

Brandon was dressed before the other blond even put on a pair of underwear, as a result of Kamo's pensive thinking. He looked up for a moment, before shaking his head and finally walking over to his dresser and pulling out a pair of purple, silk boxers. "Dunno. I don't go outside of the hotel for food, unless I'm going to one of my restaurants. Or my club nearby," he remarked. "What about you? Do you know anywhere nearby that you like?" Brandon's good mood was infectious, at least; he found himself smiling as he tugged on a pair of pants, walking over to Brandon after he finished putting them on -- and tugging him in by the man's waistband for a deep kiss.