Baby Lasagna stalked through the backstage area, still slightly miffed about not taking home the grand prize. He had given it his all, but alas, it was not meant to be. He let out a heavy sigh, running a hand through his messy curls.
As he turned the corner, he collided with none other than Mustii, the Belgian act who hadn't qualified for the finals. "Oh, excuse me," Mustii apologized, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I didn't see you there. Though, I must say, I did see you on stage, and damn, you were hot."
Baby Lasagna couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected compliment. "Well, aren't you just a charmer?" he teased, playfully insulting the other man. "I didn't know Belgians had it in them."
Mustii's face turned a bright shade of red, and he began to stutter, muttering random sounds under his breath. Baby Lasagna couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in Mustii's briefs and decided to have a little fun at his expense. He reached out, grabbing Mustii's arm with a mischievous grin. "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
Mustii's attempts to hide his arousal were futile, and Baby Lasagna couldn't help but enjoy the other man's embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry," Mustii stammered, his face still beet red. "I didn't mean to..."
Baby Lasagna cut him off, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, I'm sure you didn't." He then changed the subject, inviting Mustii for a drink. "Listen, why don't we go get a drink and celebrate the fact that we both gave it our all? My treat."
Mustii hesitated, still trying to hide his arousal, but eventually agreed. "Sure, that sounds great."
As they made their way to the bar, Baby Lasagna couldn't help but notice Mustii following closely behind him. He ordered a drink, and Mustii asked for a "stiff" one. Baby Lasagna raised an eyebrow at the double entendre, smirking knowingly.
Mustii started to get nervous, realizing his slip-up. "I-I didn't mean it like that," he stammered, his face flushing once again.
Baby Lasagna chuckled, taking a sip of his drink. "Oh, I'm sure you didn't." He then clinked his glass with Mustii's, their eyes locked onto each other. "Here's to giving it our all, and to whatever may come next."
The sexual tension between them was palpable, and Baby Lasagna couldn't help but feel a thrill at the prospect of what might happen next. One thing was certain - this was going to be a night to remember.
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