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Under pressure

(gender natural !!AFAB!! Reader/Alex smut fic)

When you got offered the possibility of being a featured creator at Twitchcon Paris you couldn’t be happier, not only because you were going to meet some of your fans, but you would also finally meet all the new friends you had made through the Qsmp.

You were so excited for what was about to come that you wrote on a journal places you wanted to visit, restaurants you wanted to try and fun facts about your culture that you wanted to share with the other members of the server.

As you were unpacking the last stuff in your suitcase (that you were to lazy to unpack when you arrived yesterday) you sighed dreamily, thinking about the possibility of taking with Alex the typical couple photo in front of the Eiffel Tower.

You smiled at the thought of everyone seeing you embraced, looking into each other eyes, a dumb love-struck smile on your lips… till your fantasy crumbled apart.

Your face turned into a frown when you suddenly remembered one crucial fact: your relationship with Alex was still a secret for both of your fanbases and most of your friends, streamers or not.

Not that it was a problem, you understood and respected your boyfriends need for privacy, after all you also valued yours a lot, but it still kind of annoyed you.

You wanted to be able to hold hands with him without being paranoid of a possible rumor spreading up on Twitter, to peck his soft lips whenever you wanted and wherever you two might be but, most importantly, you truly desired to show him off to the world as the incredible boyfriend he was.

That’s why it surprised you when he suggested for you to share a hotel room for Twitchcon, even more knowing your streamer friends were going to stay at the same place; usually you would book two different rooms and sneak out at late night to cuddle with him (which probably was even riskier, but you didn’t really think much of it).

And that’s how you now found yourself on the floor of your shared room, unpacking the few things you brought with you in this little trip.

As you were grabbing the last shirt from your suitcase, the sound of the bathroom door opening distracted you.

The scene in front of you felt like it was out of a fanfiction: steam came out of the room as Alex appeared at the doorway, he was drying his damp air with a towel that was resting on his shoulders, his face scrunched up to avoid getting water in his eyes.

But your eyes weren’t up there for long, oh no, you were in fact intently watching little drops of water slowly making their way down from his chest to the tight towel wrapped around his hips.

You stood up from the ground still eyeing him up, forgetting about the shirt you were holding less then a minute ago:

“I forgot my shampoo at home” he grinned, now putting down the towel “hope you don’t mind me using yours” he continued, a teasing smile adorning his lips.

You crossed the room and, once in front of him, you wrapped your arms around his neck, while his hands instinctively laid upon your waist.

You weren’t sure about what words came out of Alex’s mouth next since you completely lost yourself looking at his face, analyzing the features you loved dearly.

His pretty brown eyes that were signed by thick, dark circles, his firm nose, the moles you loved to sleepily trace every night and, of course, his mouth, in particular his chapped but nonetheless soft, tempting lips.

In your defense, you were touched starved: you two had been traveling nonstop for almost two weeks and, as much as you were happy to see him enjoy himself, you couldn’t help but miss the times where his attention was all on you.

“You aren’t listening to me, are you?” he sighed, giving you a disappointed look.

“You know, I was thinking…” you said, not acknowledging what he had just retorted “I don’t think fans will mind if we are a little… late” you cooed, softly tracing the chain of the cross necklace around his neck.

He trembled under your tender touch and, when your eyes met, you could almost see the gears turning in his head: Alex wasn’t an easy person to convince, especially when it came to work, but you knew damn well he was as pent up as you were.

One of you hands made it’s way up to his forehead, gently scooting away some strands of hair from his face: “We can be quick” you murmured, your hand coming down to caress his face.

Alex leaned into your touch, tightening the hold on your waist and you could tell that he was actually considering it.

He brought his face closer to yours and the atmosphere got heavier and heavier as your hot breaths mixed together. Your thumb, that was resting on his cheek, moved to his lips: you could feel the little cuts and creases on its skin and yet you were enamored by them.

Your feather-like touch came to an end when his mouth pressed on yours, finally surrendering at your siren invitation.

It was a simple kiss, but you couldn’t help but sigh into it, having missed the feeling of being this close to him. Alex smiled into the kiss, probably sensing your desperation as you kissed him back, moving your hands to his nape to pull him even closer to you.

His tongue soon clashed with yours and you moaned as he explored the depths of your mouth, effectively stealing your breath from your lungs.

He pulls away momentarily, his eyes looking into yours and your cheek, if possible, heated up even more recognizing your same feeling of lust in them.

Alex’s hands caressed your waist in an up and down motion, your mouths connected once again. as he started to walk you backward towards your shared bed.

Your legs bumped on the edge of the bed, each kiss you shared messier and needier than the previous one. “We.. really shouldn’t” he panted when your lips separated. Alex rested his forehead against yours as his hot breath tickled your red, puffy lips, a tug of guilt on his chest making him a little hesitant to gave in into your little escapade.

“I really don’t care Lex” you breathed back, your hands sliding down from his nape to his exposed shoulders, moving your head back to leave a sweet little trail of pecks there.

Alex let out a shaky whimper, clearly battling against his urges in his mind, but to weak to resist you.

He giggled softly when your lips ghosted his neck: “Just relax a little” you whispered against his skin, leaving one last peck on his jawline “let me spoil you”.

“It’s on you if I don’t get to meet Twitch’s ceo” he joked, pushing you gently onto the bed.

“Can you just shut the fuck up and kiss me?” you said, fake annoyance radiating from your tone as his arms caged you between him and the mattress.

Alex smiled and your mouths met once again; your heart was beating out of you chest, in synch with his, the atmosphere getting heated again.

His still damp hair tickled your hot cheeks, leaving there wet streaks of cold water that created a pleasurable contrast.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, his towel lowering down slightly when he started to grind against you, searching relief for his hard on. His cross necklace moved with him, producing an hypnotizing motion against your chest.

Just as he was about to slide your shirt off, a sudden knocking stopped Alex right in his track.

“Quackity!” Fit firm voice resonated trough the room, making you both freeze in the spot. “Are you two coming to the convention center with me and Phil? We were just about to call an Uber”.

You gulped feeling like you got caught red handed even though there was a thick, wooden door separating you and them.

Your eyes met Alex’s and you were sure he understood by the look you gave him what you wanted: you two could’ve easily finish what you started and call your own Uber later, but you knew it was no use trying to convince him, a tug of guilt and embarrassment making him averse to follow your desires.

You sighed as he spoke, watching all the atmosphere you worked so hard on creating ultimately fall apart: “Yes, give us 5 minutes“ he exclaimed “Wait for us in the hall”.

None of you dared to speak up as you silently untangled from one another.

While he was changing and getting ready in the bathroom, you wiped your wet cheeks staring at the ceiling.

You chuckled to yourself, remembering the discarded shirt that now stood all alone on the ground.

What a memorable way to start off the day.

You were kind of annoyed.

And you knew Alex knew by the way he was not so subtly glancing at you from time to time.

“So… Are you excited about Twitchcon?” Fit asked, trying to hide his uneasiness and, as annoyed as you could be with him for interrupting you earlier, you felt bad for him: he ended up sitting between you and Alex, without knowing what he was getting into.

The whole ride was depicted by Phil and Fit having a clearly uncomfortable conversation, Alex nervously bouncing his leg while sparing you some glances and you blankly scrolling through your phone trying to ignore him.

Well, you weren’t actually mad at him, you were just frustrated, and horny, and you two had to rush down in a hurry, almost losing the Uber since he occupied the bathroom for a questionable amount of time.

Once you and Alex arrived at the convention, you parted ways. For the first half of the day you avoided each other, both for embarrassment and, on your part, for saltiness.

You didn’t realize how much you actually had missed him till later on in the day. Some streamers had got together on a little room in the building to spend time together and have lunch, and you and Alex happened to be invited.

He sat next to you and you really tried to put on a uninterested persona, but you melted when he grabbed your hand under the table, intertwining his fingers with yours while rubbing slow circles on your thumb.

At that moment, the whole room seemed to have disappeared, the only thing you were actually registering were his hand caressing yours and the little smile at the corner of his lips.

You didn’t miss the little squeeze he gave you: one of the things that you most loved about your relationship was that you didn’t always need to talk to communicate; he knew he had upset you earlier and, even if it’s choice was indisputable, he was still sorry he couldn’t give you what you wanted.

Alex prided himself on being someone with clear ideas on his boundaries and his priorities, but still when it came to his partner, he couldn’t help but feel the need to fulfill any desire they might have. You could ask him the moon and he’d find the way to give it to you if that meant he could keep seeing you happy (and even though you knew he did it because he loved you dearly, you were also aware that it was in part caused by his people pleasing tendencies).

After this little, but meaningful, interaction, you probably should’ve let go of your annoyance and talked to him about it but you wanted to see where teasing him would take you. So you did.

Many people were attending and enjoying the panel, yet your focus was on only one of them: Alex, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, was staring at you with a seemingly serious face, but you knew that look all too well.

He was annoyed, the jealous kind of annoyed.

His eyes were narrowed, boring into your figure; one of his hands reaching up to his face to pinch his lips in a rather passive-aggressive way.

Yet you continued provoking him, getting way too close to the fellow streamer seated next to you, laughing at shared whispered jokes with him. You didn’t need to look at Alex to feel his eyes boring into you as you got closer and closer to your friend, knees touching, chests falling up and down together, lips grazing the other ear.

You were so absorbed by angering your boyfriend that someone seated behind you had to softly nudge you to bring your attention to a fan that had just asked you a question.

Once you answered, your eyes scanned the room to search for Alex, but he wasn’t there anymore.

All hell broke loose some hours later.

You met him again when the first day of Twitchcon ended. All the people who participated were off to explore the city or to find somewhere to eat, perhaps somewhere to party.

The French Qsmp streamers had agreed on bringing all the members to a little, quiet bar around the area to relax and enjoy each other company while drinking something in the mean time.

The place they chose was good; it was semi empty and the music mixed with the low lights created the perfect setting to talk and loosen up after a long day.

In the very same moment you all got sat down as the first round of beers, and gossip, began. You all joked together, sharing anecdotes from the convention and your personal life and, as time passed, you all felt tipsier and closer to each other.

That was in part Alex’s fault, sure enough if there’s something he liked doing, it was drinking: he had been calling rounds for a while now, inviting people from the group to take tequila shots with him, alternating deep conversations with stupid drinking challenges.

As the night went on, you both got more touchy and flirty, everyone dismissing it as the usual coquettish banter between friends.

The more remarks you two made, the closer your bodies, and your faces, got: you laid against Alex while the hand that wasn’t gripping his glass was on your thigh, pushing your side against his.

Your brain was fuzzy from the warmth the drinks were spreading in your body and the closeness of Alex’s, his cologne driving your senses crazy.

The lights were low and yet you could see his eyes darken, following a pattern of looking into your eyes, your mouth and lastly the people around you; it took every ounce of you to restrain yourself from kissing him right there, to put on a show for every person seated in that table.

“I saw what you did at the panel” Alex murmured, his hold tightening ever so slightly on your thigh, gently squeezing your exposed skin.

You brought your hand on your chin, putting on a fake look of concentration: “Hmm, i don’t think I know what you’re talking about” you falsely pondered, your eyes leaving his to look at the ceiling.

Alex’s snorted, his tongue darting out across his lips, his teeth bitting down on them a moment after. Teasing had always drove him crazy, especially if it played on his jealousy: he was supposed to be the only one to see you in some certain ways, and he knew you were aware of it.

His hand tentatively crept up, resting at the exact point where your thigh met the fabric of your shorts, leaving a trail of goosebumps on your leg. His fingertips fiddled with the cloth, slowly sliding it up and dangerously approaching your groin.

Your mouth opened and closed slightly, shocked at the extent of his boldness. You clutched his wrist, giving him an inquisitive look, pointing with your eyes at the people around you two.

Alex just took a sip of his drink, a little grin resting on his lips as he raised an eyebrow, almost challenging you to free him from your grasp.

“Not so cheeky now huh?” he muttered under his breath.

You underestimated how fearless he could be when he had some drinks in his system. It didn’t matter how resolute and anxious he could be about your secret relationship, once alcohol rushed through his veins he became a flirtatious, cunning man, and you’d lie if you said you didn’t find it arousing.

You slowly let go of him, discreetly spreading your legs apart, curious to see how far he wanted to take this since you expected him to chicken out of actually doing anything too risky, much like that same morning.

Your lip quivered when Alex’s fingers played with the hem of your shorts, moving them aside to rest his hand on top of your panties. You could feel your heart furiously beating in anticipation as he started to rub your clothed heat at a gentle, mesmerizing pace.

You heard him softly laugh right next to you ear, and you couldn’t tell if it was for the thrill of the situation or for the embarrassing wet spot on your underwear.

After what felt like hours of endless, slow teasing, he finally slipped his hand in. A tiny gasp escaped your mouth and you thanked God that the table was wide enough to hide your bottom halves from the others.

He gently spread your folds open just as two of his fingers traced lines up your slick cunt, now purposely avoiding your clit. Your hand reached the lower part of his forearm, this time with not intention of stopping him.

You took in a sharp breath as Alex found his way to your entrance, stroking it in a slow, circular motion while coating his fingers in your wetness.

Your breath was ragged and your jaw was clenched under his ministrations: he was taunting you by slightly pushing a fingertip in, only to draw it back a second later. And, when he got bored of the repetitive movement he would resume his laps through your heat, still leaving out your throbbing nub. It was driving you insane, so close yet so far from satisfying needs.

You suppressed a frustrated whine when he ignored your pleading, lustful gaze by turning his head, finding his glass to be more worth of his attention. You knew Alex was drinking up your exasperation, only fueling his craving to see you fall apart.

You bit your lip, knowing exactly what he was waiting due to the smug look in his face; you were contemplating whether you should have gave into his game or hope that he would’ve had mercy on you soon.

“Alex” you quietly drag out, tightening your grip on his forearm.

He seemingly ignored you, playing around with his glass and observing the liquid in it move around under his control, but you could tell we was listening to you since his movements under the table faltered.

“Alex” you called him again, this time more firmly.

He gulped down his drink, looking at you briefly, and that’s all you needed to confirm your suspicion: he wanted you to beg for it.

If your cheeks weren’t red before, they sure were now; you knew that most likely nobody was going to hear you, but the overall embarrassment of what you were doing suddenly got to you.

Even so, you couldn’t resist mumbling an hushed “please” as you bit the inside of your cheek, a feeling of shame creeping up on you.

He didn’t budge, still clearly waiting for something.

“Can you please…?” you quietly have stuttered out, your voice coming out a little too shaky for your liking.

He brought his hand to his chin, his smug grin turning into a fake absorbed look “Hmm, I don’t think I know what you are talking about”.

That motherfucker, using your own lines against you. Normally you would’ve fought back, but you’ve been craving him so badly that you didn’t found it in you to object.

You bit your cheek harder and took a deep breath: “Please fuck me Alex” you finally said, earning a victorious smirk from him.

A choked gasp escaped your mouth when one of his digits sinked in your warm walls, finally ending his unceasing teasing.

He set a slow yet rough pace, gradually adding speed and pressure as time passed, drawing out soft, breathy sighs out of you as you held yourself back from rutting against him.

By the time Alex pressed in a second finger, your grip on his forearm was hard enough to leave marks from your nails, earning a quiet, pained hiss from him. Still, that didn’t stop him from harshly pumping his slim fingers into you.

You suffocated a moan in your glass when his palm came into contact with your sensitive clit, gently stimulating it through his harsh movements. You weren’t able to cover up the broken mewl that came straight up your lungs just as his digits curled up into you, almost grazing your sweet spot.

You didn’t know what was worse, having everyone’s worried eyes on you or Alex’s finger knuckle deep inside you while this was all happening.

Before anybody could question anything, he subtly spilled what remained of your drink, successfully diverting everyone’s attention on your now wet shirt.

“Oh, are you okay?” Baghera asked, looking at you with a concerned look. You smiled at her, trying to disguise your pants as shocked reaction, your shaky fingers coming up to the damp spot on your chest.

But before you could say anything Alex jumped into the conversation: “Yeah, are you okay? I fear you might have drunk too much, look at the mess you made” he commented, whispering the last part as it was only for you to hear.

He shook his head faintly while wearing a sweet innocent smile, suggesting to everyone that maybe it was time to go back, plus, he wouldn’t want to risk you getting even more drunk.

Oh such a Good Samaritan he was, you thought, if only they knew what had been going on under their noses all this time.

You tuned out of the conversation for a while, your focus directed at Alex’s digit still moving, pumping deeply at a slow, alluring pace.

“Sounds good to you?” Phil asked you, bringing you back to the real world. You had no idea what he was talking about, but you nodded anyways, trying to ignore the growing ache at the base of your abdomen.

“I’ll take care of them” Alex said, making you almost whine out as he slowly withdrawed his fingers, cleaning them off with no shame on your panties.

Apparently the collective decision was that it was best to return to the hotel to have a movie night together, instead of going out clubbing and get more drunk.

After a quick taxi ride, you all shared a brief goodnight before splitting up, you and Alex going for your room while the others decided on who was gonna host the little event.

As frustrated as you were, there was a little voice on your head that told you should’ve joined them, but the moment Alex brushed his bulge into your ass even the little remorse you felt faded away. In retrospect, humping you in the middle of an hallway with his friends in front of him wasn’t exactly the most delightful thing he had done, but you both stopped caring about it after the third consecutive shot of Tequila.

As soon as you entered your shared room, your back was pressed against the door, your lips crashing against his in a rough, messy kiss, tongues battling and teeth clashing.

You hands came up to his head, discarding his beanie to roam your fingers trough his silky hair, softly pulling on them. Alex let out a breathy moan in response, sneaking his prying hands underneath your shirt, caressing your waist gently; the feeling of his finger running up and down your skin sending goosebumps down your spine.

You whimpered into the kiss as he pulled you closer by your hips, languidly brushing his erection against your thigh.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy” he said, detaching his lips from yours. His head lowered to meet your exposed neck, sucking lightly at your skin to leave gentle love bites, cautious to not make them noticeable.

You bit your lip, tilting your head to the side to give him full access, sighing in content as he explored every part of it as if to memorize each and every nook and cranny. You hissed when he found your sensible spot, gently scraping his teeth against it.

“Let me finish what I started” Alex muttered against you, kissing the tender skin he had just bullied.

One of his hand came down to pat your thigh, signaling you indirectly to jump and wrap your legs around his hips. You did as such and he carried you to the bed, smoothly laying you down as he climbed on top of you.

His lips met again with your abused neck, this time leaving a soft trail of wet, open mouthed kisses downwards, marking every inch of skin that he found on his path, this time forgetting about his cautiousness as he was the only one who would’ve got to see them.

You were a panting mess as he worked on unbuttoning your wet shirt, his head coming up briefly to admire your chest, his own chest heaving a bit. You felt little under his lustful gaze taking in your spread out figure. His fingers danced lightly on your stomach, almost like he was afraid to disrupt your beauty.

“I don’t know how I resisted you for so long” Alex whined softly, and you thought you could’ve came on the spot, seeing him this weak and desperate for you.

“Well we’re here now” you said grasping his hands to guide them to your covered breast “and you better make it up to me”.

He chucked and licked his lips before his mouth was on yours again, fondling your chest over the fabric of your bra as he kissed you passionately, trying to convey just how much he missed your moments of intimacy.

You kissed him back fervently, your small gasp being swallowed by him as your back arched slightly under him, giving him space to undo your claps. You mewled when Alex slid your bra off, throwing it on the floor just to wander back instantly to your bare breast, kneading and moulding the soft skin under his fingers.

He gave you one last wet peck before his head lowered once again, this time his focus being directed towards your chest: he started off by giving you simple little licks, kissing and teasing your sweet, sensible flesh but not quite giving you what you wanted just yet.

His eyes were closed, savoring your quiet, upset whimpers as his tongue laid flat on your hardened nipple, circling over it at an irritatingly slow pace.

You cried out when he put his tongue to work, swirling and sucking the bud in his mouth while his hand was occupied flicking the other one. Your hands came up to Alex’s wide shoulders, trying to ground yourself as he drew out sweet moans from your lips.

You couldn’t help but rut your hips in the air the moment his teeth met your nipple, a pleasurable shiver running trough your spine, one of your hands coming up to cover your mouth in embarrassment just after you let out an harsh, loud moan.

“So sensitive” he groaned, shooting the pain by gently kissing the skin he had just tormented.

A string of saliva connected your chest and his mouth as he pulled away, making his way down to your stomach, coating your skin with saliva and littering it with little, red marks.

The hand that was playing with your chest earlier caressed your body, making it’s way down and hooking itself on the waistband of your shorts. Your eyes were closed yet you could picture his face perfectly, scanning your face and body language for any sign of hesitation. You just nodded, your hand leaving his shoulder to clench the silken bedsheets.

You suddenly opened your eyes, feeling something relatively sharp skimming your lower stomach: Alex was slowly lowering your shorts with his teeth, helping himself only slightly with his fingers.

You breathed out a laugh as you took in the concentration on his face, his determination showing trough his furrowed eyebrows and clenched jaw. You lifted your hips to let him slid them off, the shorts joining your bra on the floor.

Your eyes met and you both bursted out laughing. “Sorry” he chucked “I don’t know why I thought that would be hot” the vibrations of his laughter ticking your thigh. You’ve always liked your moments of intimacy with Alex because of this as well: being able to experiment around each other without feeling fear nor pressure was something very dear for the both of you.

Your giggles turned into sighs whilst he kissed the skin beneath him: “You know what’s hot though?” he said, taking hold of your under thigh to spread you slightly, giving himself more space to work with.

“You being this drenched for me” Alex whispered, his kisses soon turning into little nibbles, coloring your thighs red. His fingers found their way to your clothed cunt, rubbing your clit against the soaked material. Your head fell back with a soft moan when his mouth slowly migrated towards your groin, leaving sweet, quick pecks.

“Alex please” you whined, tired of all the teasing you two had been doing all day; as time passed, you only craved him more and more. Except it drove him crazy to mess with you, to watch you squirm under him as he drunk up all your responses: he felt like a thirsty man in the middle of a desert finally encountering a lovely oasis with cristalline water.

“Just one more time” Alex murmured, his mouth replacing his fingers as it came into contact with the wet patch, ghosting your clothed sex. “You were being so good for me earlier” he drawled between butterfly kisses “Don’t get shy on me now”.

“Please fuck me, Alex. Make me feel good, make me forget about anything else but you” you begged with a faint voice, blush creeping up your face.

You held your breath, watching him slowly but steadily lower down you panties, his intense gaze still fixed into you. You could feel his hot breath tickling your heat, making you wish twice as much to feel him right where you desired him the most.

“I need you” you breathed out.

You shamelessly moaned when his tongue licked a stripe up your cunt, your head falling back as well as your eyelids shutting in pleasure. You couldn’t help but grasp a fistful of Alex’s hair, pushing him closer to your core, wordlessly begging for more contact.

Thankfully this time he didn’t feel like exasperating you, instead he changed up his game completely, devouring your throbbing sex, taking away your breath away once again. Your mouth opened in a silent moan as his mouth attached itself to your puffy bud, sucking on it between his lips every so often. He was so gentle with it you thought you were being sent to heaven right in that second.

He didn’t give you one single break, his digits swiftly coming down to circle your entrance, gathering your wetness before roughly shoving themselves in. The quick and brutal pace of his fingers contrasted the sweet, slow flicking of his tongue against your clit. Pleasure was coursing through your body, each flick of his tongue pushing you closer to the edge.

You gasped and writhed under him as he curled his fingers, finding and hitting your sweet spot, little silver dots forming behind your eyelids while your hand unconsciously pulled on his hair tighter. After being aroused and played with for hours, it didn’t take long for the growing ache on your belly to come back, this time washing over you at full force.

Alex groaned into your clit, his tongue and digits working together in synch as you hit your high, all the tension you had builded up finally wearing down. His name escaped your dry mouth as you came undone under his touch, his unoccupied hand holding one of your shaky legs open, preventing his head to be completely crushed by your thighs.

Your tensed body loosened up seconds later, breathing getting slower and slower, mouth slightly agape as you allowed yourself to enjoy the post-orgasm bliss, tuning out everything around you to focus on how the aftershock affected your body.

Alex’s soft breath on your lips was what brought you back: his forehead was resting against yours, savoring the cozy moment with you. You didn’t feel the need to exchange words, your pants being enough to fill in the silence.

At some point in time, your lips met in a sweet, deep kiss. Your tongues danced together lazily as you mewled into him, tasting your own release in his mouth. You whined, searching for Alex’s lips when he hoisted himself up, moving away from your hungry lips, but he didn’t go far, in fact he rested his head on your chest, letting out a sigh as he did so.

“Are you okay babe?” you asked, not surprised, but a bit worried about his sudden tiredness. He only responded with a low hum, and that’s when u became aware of the wet feeling on your upper thigh. You tentatively lifted your leg and your doubts were confirmed when you pushed against something, Alex letting out a groan in response.

“Alex, did you… came in your pants?”

He groaned once again, this time with a different connotation to it. His head came up to hide in the crook of your neck, whining in embarrassment as he nodded.

You giggled, feeling his body stiffen above you as you did so, almost being able to feel uneasiness radiate from him. Your hand came up to pet his disheveled hair: “No, no, it’s fine Lex” you cooed, tilting your head slightly to rub it against his affectionally “Actually I find that hot” you finished in a sultry murmur.

He huffed, thanking you for the reassurance with a sweet peck on your neck.

“You feel like going on?” you mumbled, playing with his soft strands. “Fuck yes” he mewled.

The bed squeaked in protest as you flipped your bodies around, his still clothed body being now under your completely naked one. You did your best to impress in your mind forever the image of Alex laid out on the bed under you, blush enchanting his soft features, puffed, red lips, darkened eyes with a glint of surprise buried within them.

You cupped his cheeks to pepper his cute flashed out face with gentle pecks, sweet chuckles coming from his slightly parted lips. You took your time smooching every mole that adorned his face before moving on. It was you turn to go down on him, your hands reaching down to pull his shirt upwards, leaving wet, open mouthed kisses in the processes.

His cross necklace made itself known, escaping from his black t-shirt with a faint metal cling, shining in the little light that the window provided. You didn’t waste one second, immediately attacking his bare chest: you left a trail of short, but lingering open mouthed kisses, assaulting every inch of skin you found on your path; you glossed over the faint purple marks you had left a few weeks ago, focusing on adding new, bright red hickeys to keep them company.

You felt like a painter, patiently finishing their masterpiece but, rather than being repaid with a cheerful clapping audience, your pay were Alex’s moans and whimpers. He had always been a vocal man when it came to sex, and you loved it, you loved being able to tell how much he enjoyed your touch.

You sucked one last bruise on his skin, shifting your attention to unbuckle his belt and reveal his already semi hard dick. His pants joined the pile on the ground as your hands met his waist, your thumb caressing it gently in a circular motion as your mouth watered thinking of all the stuff you could do to him.

“Look at me” you told him with a malicious grin, a stupid but interesting idea having formed in your head. “A ver” Alex replied, holding himself up with his elbows.

“I’ll show you how it’s done” you muttered against his skin.

Your teeth hooked on the waistband of his boxer, slowly pulling them down while holding eye contact with him, occasionally fluttering your eyelashes; you looked at him like a hungry lion would look at a poor, innocent gazelle that had just walked into his den. He let out a broken, breathy moan at the sight, his hand coming up to play nervously with his bottom lip. You could’ve swore you saw him hardening as you tugged them down, letting him kick them off as they reached his ankles.

It was definitely a vision: his eager cock was resting on his stomach, an angry red tip was leaking pre-cum while a small droplet of cum dripped down from his shaft onto his lower belly.

He jumped when your fingertip grazed his tip, moistening your fingers with his wetness just to smear it over his throbbing girthy member, lazily stroking him and never breaking off the eye contact. Alex bit his finger to keep himself from blurting out nonsense, the view being so erotic to him that he nearly felt overwhelmed.

In mere seconds your hand was soaked in copious amount of pre-cum and previous release, your pace picking up as you watched his abdomen contract in pleasure.

“Fuckfuckfuck… feels so good” he hissed, singing you praises under his breath. His eyelids were low, barely keeping the eye contact whilst his hips trembled in an attempt to stop themselves from rutting back into you. Begrudgingly, Alex stopped you once your mouth got too close to his shaft.

“Don’t” he said rather firmly, re-taking control of the situation “‘want you to ride me”.

You didn’t hesitate to comply to his request: your legs straddled his waist, momentarily unwrapping him from your grip to adjust yourself, not missing his quiet whine at the loss of contact.

His palms caught your thighs as you hovered over him, your hand coming down again to drag the head of his cock from your entrance up to your clit, rubbing him back and forth against your folds.

You both sighed in contentment when you sank down on to him, your core burning and your leg slightly quivering from the stretch until he was completely buried inside you. You took a moment to breathe and adjust to the sudden intrusion, relishing the feeling of fullness.

You put your hands on his shoulder, bracing yourself, before you began to move. You almost pulled away completely from his dick, only to slam down on him again and again, stealing sinful moans from the two of you.

You slowly increased the pace, switching between rolling your hips and moving up and down on him, his low moans and grunts encouraging you to keep going. Alex watched in fascination his cock disappearing inside you, not being able to tear his gaze away as you bounced on him.

“Fuck amor, you’re so pretty on top of me” he muttered digging his fingernails into the soft flesh of your thighs as they slap into his over and over again.

“Keep bouncing for me” he said between breathy groans “Shit yes just like that” he shakily added right after a particularly hard bounce.

You let out a broken gasp the moment Alex’s body shifted ahead, his cock hitting deeper within you. His mouth came forward to take one of your nipples into his mouth, to lap and bruise at, making your stomach churn from overwhelmingness. Your grinding became slower and sloppier, eyes fluttering close and brain getting foggier and foggier.

Alex clearly didn’t like the slowed down pace so he took the matter into his own hands: a low grunt escaped his occupied lips when his hips suddenly jerked up sharply against yours, making your feet curl. You barely contained your desperate mewls as he started to thrust into you harder and faster. Your legs felt like jelly as you succumbed to his rough thrusts, swearing breathlessly each time your clit rubbed the right way against the wiry hair at the base of his cock.

Your nails left red stripes up his upper back and your head titled back, the lewd sounds of your sopping cunt and skins slapping against each other echoing trough the room.

The last thing you heard was the soft “pop” Alex’s mouth produced as he pulled away from your breast before your position was overturned. You were now the one under him, being blessed by yet another precious, bawdy sight of him: sweat was beading on his forehead, sticking his black locks to his flushed face. He panted heavily, keeping a close watch on your heaving, marked out chest as he unhurriedly moved up his hands from your thighs to your back, both to enjoy your soft skin and to steady himself.

It didn’t take long, in fact it took seconds, for him to get back into his relentless pace, using the solid grip he had on you to build up more momentum and thrusts even faster into you.

His breath hitched as your walls clamped around him, tightening his grip on your waist “God you feel so good around me, clenching and fluttering for me”.

He continued on talking, but you filtered it out, the combination of his dirty talk and rough pounding making your head spin. He angled his hips, letting out a victorious sigh at your shriek as he finally found your g spot.

“You liked that? Yeah baby?” he whispered, lowering his head to leave a sweaty kiss on your cheek. You were a moaning, panting mess, mumbling his name whilst he drilled fiercely into you.

“Alex gonna- ‘m gonna..” you stuttered out, gripping his biceps for dear life as your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, the knot on your belly coming closer and closer to being undone.

“Fuck yes cum for me baby. Wanna hear you moan for me as you do yes? Let them know who fucks you this good” he panted in your ear, sacrificing one of the arms around your middle to trail down and circle your swollen clit. Soon enough you’re cumming, your whole body shuddering under his while your back arched, crying out his name.

Your name and some timid, whispered “fuck..”, fell from Alex’s lips. You could tell by the shaky breath leaving his mouth that he was close as well, the intensity of his thrusts faltering a little as the pace became sloppy and desperate. With the last forces that you had, you dug your heels onto his ass, encouraging him to rock through your orgasm and reach his as tears formed into your eyes from the overstimulation.

“Cum for me Alex” you said trough gritted teeth “Cum inside me please?”.

He came right after, letting out a deep, guttural grunt.

After a short while, you both go slack, his body relaxing on top of yours as you breathed heavily against each other. You felt gross, sticky from sweat and cum, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care too much about it, loving the sweet, fucked out moment you and Alex were sharing.

He rolled beside you with a grunt, swearing under his breath: “Fuck I missed this“ he sighed, correcting himself a second later “I missed you”. He turned his head to look at your panting frame, analyzing every single feature you had to offer him trough tired, half lidded eyes.

You hands intertwined, a silent agreement to not neglect your needs anymore. Alex’s chapped, warm lips met the back of your hand, pressing a sweet kiss on it before he pulled himself up, looking down at you with a charming smile.

“Cmon, let’s get cleaned up” he spoke. You clearly noticed how his gaze briefly rested on certain parts of your body, but you refrained from saying anything about it, enjoying his attention and hungriness towards you (something you unfortunately missed out on for a while).

“Just five more minutes” you groaned, sinking your head into the pillow. You really didn’t feel like moving, your tiredness and laziness winning over the horrible sticky sensation you felt.

“It’s always just five minutes and it becomes ten minutes, then twenty, then thirty and so on” he said crossing his arms. “We are going babe cmon” he insisted, tugging at your wrist lightly.

“Okay dad” you grumbled, rolling your eyes.

“Yeah alright” he snorted, his hand leaving your own to support your back and the back of your knees.

“I’ll bring you there myself is that better?” He laughed, lifting you up and carrying you to the bathroom bridal style.

You smiled, resting your head in his chest and relaxing in his arms: “I missed you too”.

If the start of the morning had been memorable, you really weren’t ready for the next one, but it didn’t matter as long as Alex was there to comfort you and be embarrassed with you.

[lexloveade]

I know this is roleplay, but by these vibes I mean Quackity would treat his partner like a princess.

[lexloveade]

thank you for fueling my delusions

alex's kinks —

because alex's lust placement ( the placement which shows our deepest sexual desires and fantasies, the ones we're too ashamed to talk about ) falls into gemini / the 5th house, we can tell alex is very heavily into everything vocal. breathplay, praise, degradation, dirty talk, you name it. he likes hearing his partner's enjoyment and may specifically enjoy begging ( when he's on the receiving end ) a lot. the gemini 5th house combination results in a lot of creative energy when it comes to pleasure, which tells us that alex might also be very into roleplay. mainly teacher-student energy from this, but any roleplay with a sort of power dynamic works, such as boss and employee for example ( that specific scenario is supported by his mars in the tenth ). he's turned on by intelligence and people who can keep up with him mentally. he's very much a tease and enjoys someone who can keep that going, flirty banter is definitely something that gets him worked up. a 'poetic' way of speaking can also be a huge stimulant. he enjoys either being guided or guiding his partner in the bedroom and giving / being given instructions, again, truly anything that has to do with the voice in the bedroom. this is very much a switch placement and can also indicate 'on and off periods,' where he might be extremely sexual for a few days and then completely put off by the idea of sex for the next few.

due to the nature of the 5th house and it being the house of creation, we can also see that alex might be turned on by the idea of 'creating something' with his partner, as in, he might enjoy the idea of impregnating them / heavy breeding kink here. the 5th house being ruled by leo and the sun also tells us that alex really enjoys the feeling of being craved sexually ( points us to begging again ) and the feeling of his partner being desperate for him. he could possibly enjoy edging. leo also very obviously points us to hair pulling. he enjoys sexual actions where he's the center of attention or the one mainly receiving attention, such as blowjobs and handjobs.

his eros, which represents how he actually acts in bed rather than just what he fantasizes about, falls into aquarius and the 2nd house. the 2nd house is the house of wealth and luxuries, which tells us that alex would like having sex with someone who's richer or more powerful than he is. there's a very strong possessive aspect to this placement, where he might feel more attracted sexually to people he feels like he can 'possess for life' or that belong to him somehow. he views his partner as personal property in a way. he really enjoys seeing his partner dressed up / in lingerie for him, and can enjoy dressing up himself for them ( suits and such ). there's an inherent romantic aspect to this placement due to the taurean influences. he enjoys slow and passionate sex over very rough, kinky stuff. really enjoys setting the mood, definitely the type to put roses on the bed, have a specific playlist, ( again, slow and sensual type of music ) light candles etc etc. because of taurean influences, again, super attracted to anything to do with the neck. loves loves hickies and possibly could be into choking. high sex drive, definitely the type to overindulge in his pleasures ( chronic masturbator ). his mars is also set to the second degree, which is a taurean degree, making this all so much more prominent.

eros in aquarius also shows a very experimental person, the type who's willing to try anything once. this asteroid being placed in the 2nd house tones down some of the aquarian traits quite a bit, such as the what would be detachment from his sexual partners. he enjoys situations that might make his partner squirm and might really like the idea of public sex / doing it anywhere he's not supposed to, really. he might be attracted to metallic and / or fruity scents. turned on by 'model legs' / long and slim legs and might like seeing his partner in things that show that off, like shorter skirts etc etc.

[lexloveade]

drunk alex (clubbing) short story ~

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You two had decided to go spend the night together at a club Alex’s friends had been talking about now for a couple of days. You personally weren’t really one to go out to these types of scenes, but you had decided it was better than just binge-watching tv shows all night.

Alex wasn’t one to frequent these areas either, but he was familiar with them, so you felt a bit better knowing that you’d have someone who’s had experience clubbing. Dressed up and ready to go out, you both walk out the door with hands held, making your way to the car while Alex opens the passenger door for you to get in.

Now that you think of it, you don’t remember the last time you opened the car door yourself or drove while you were with Alex. Of course, you didn’t mind, but it was a small detail you admired about him.

After driving for a while, you finally arrive at the club. Once you got in, immediately the scent of cheap perfume that was too strong and alcohol hit you, it wasn’t something that would make you back out, but it was definitely a surprise. You feel Alex’s warm hands rest on your waist, him bending down slightly to reach your ear level.

The music was so loud to the point where you couldn’t make out what he said, but with his hands, he led you over to a table, and then he got you two some drinks. Alex had figured that you needed to loosen up, not being familiar with the loud and busy atmosphere of people dancing, drinking like they wouldn’t wake up tomorrow, and the few one-night stands that secluded themselves in the corners kissing each other as if no one else was around.

As you felt your body warm up to the shots and your vision seemed to slow with a slight blur to whatever motion you saw, you looked over to see Alex’s eyes have a slightly sleepy look to them, with his face flushed a slight pink. Analyzing him, you notice that he’d rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and unbuttoned the two first buttons of the shirt he was wearing, now slightly exposing his chest, letting his cross necklace glimmer in the colorful lights.

He was clearly starting to feel the drinks, and so were you, but you weren’t at his level yet. So to even out the playing field, you decide to down a couple more shots before feeling a hand tug you away, leading you to the dance floor. Alex stayed close to you, making sure to keep an eye on you among the sea of people. Latin club music was blasting on the speakers while the dim room was being illuminated with nothing but a couple of purple and red strobe lights.

You let yourself get comfortable, moving your arms and hips to the beat of the music. You were clearly intoxicated at this point, the room spinning slightly if you moved a little too fast, and all your senses had become heightened. You feel a slightly firm warmth grinding against your hips with a hand firmly gripping your waist while the other trailed up the side of your neck with a slight grasp.

The hand crept up, forcing you to look behind you. Your eyes met with Alex’s, and you were so close to his face that all you could hear was his slight breathing paired with the scent of tequila shots and beer. The tension between the two of you grew as time went on, his hands traveling around your moving body he admired so dearly. His love was possessive. Just the thought of you being touched like this by someone that wasn’t him made him tense and even jealous.

As your bodies pressed against one another, you could feel him getting more desperate, him trying to sneak wet kisses on your neck, slightly aggressive but careful enough not to leave any marks. You felt your body start to want him, the sensation of his lips against your neck, his hands not knowing where to touch, close enough to catch the scent of his cologne, and him occasionally lifting your dress ever so slightly just to feel a little bit more of your thighs.

You both wanted each other, so much that just a couple minutes after him whispering sweet nothings into your ear and pressing his pelvis against you, his hand grasped yours to desperately head to the nearest bathroom you could find to relieve some of each other's pressure.

You weren’t going to be those couples that just make out in the open. You had at least some sort of dignity in you to try and have some privacy when you could. Alex rushes you into the small room first, with him following behind, hearing the click of the door lock shortly after.

Alex presses you against the door, not even giving you get the chance to get any words out before he meets his lips with yours in a wet, messy kiss. Your tongues clashed with each other. Being peak drunk at this point, you can only imagine how sloppy this was, but you didn’t care. You were on the verge of being loved to just a few feet away from hundreds of people. All that you cared about in that moment was how Alex was going to meet your needs next.

Alex flings your arms around his neck, redirecting his kisses lower, slightly tugging the top of your dress down to reveal a bit of your chest, kissing whatever new areas he’s now uncovered. Although the both of you were far from sober, it seemed like he knew exactly what to do to make your body feel good and tingly.

While you lay back against the door letting Alex do his work, you hear the clinking of his belt buckle. You’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t skip a beat out of excitement. Arising from your chest, now spotted with hickeys, he turns you around with his view now being you bent over backward towards him, the hem of your dress riding up, letting him take a peek at your panties that were now moistened from him playing with you.

As your face met the door, you thought to yourself about how sober you would’ve been taken aback by his sudden boldness, but if anything right now, you were yearning for him to be in you already.

Alex was so desperate he didn’t even care for the clothes in his way, just riding your dress up a little more and pulling your panties to the side so he could get to having fun. He dug his hands into your hips as he let himself in. Seeing your body twitch in shock from his entry drove him crazy. His thrusts were gentle at first, making sure he didn’t hurt you and that you could take in all of the sensations he was making you feel.

Him hearing the quiet moans come out of your lips to make sure you weren’t too loud made his thrusts turn sloppy, his hands letting go of your hips and reaching for your arms to bring you closer to him, letting him reach deeper into your love spot. Bringing you up closer to his face, you’re we’re now able to hear his grunts and him say a shaky “fuck” under his breath.

You felt the knot in your stomach grow with every one of his strokes. Your legs began to quiver as you felt yourself getting closer to your climax. You didn’t have to tell Alex you were about to be done; Despite feeling your warm walls surround him in pure euphoria, he had been holding himself back just so he could make sure you had a chance to finish. Even drunk, he wanted to ensure you had your share of fun too.

Feeling your slick insides begin to pulse around him. He knew you were about to be close, and your moans now turned into whimpers from trying to hold it in as long as you could just so you could drag out this addicting feeling.

Alex brings your face up to his as he begins to feel your legs tremble even harder, trapping you in a kiss as you feel yourself almost white out in pleasure, riding out your climax with him still in you. As he puts his hand on the tip of your chin to guide his kisses, you can feel his fingers shaking, hearing him slightly hiss and moan whenever your kisses break apart.

Coming back down from your ride, you can feel a warm liquid fill your insides, you two didn’t use protection, but honestly, that’s what made it more exciting. Either way, it wasn’t something a quick trip to the pharmacy couldn’t fix. You continue kissing his warm red cheeks as you let him ride out his own climax. Who knows for how long he had been holding it in, waiting for you to finish first?

Checking yourself, you’re aware you’re still intoxicated, but definitely not as much as when this started, perhaps on the heavier side of tipsy at this point. Pulling yourselves together and getting ready to head back out, you two giggle together over how you just fucked in a club bathroom, something the both of you never expected to do, but you could now cross off your bucket list.

Turning to Alex, he fixes up your hair as you do the same for him; who knew drunk sex would make you look like you’ve never brushed your hair a day in your life? After rearranging hair, pulling your dress down to where it was before, and putting his belt back on, you two walked out the door as if nothing had happened. Checking your phones, you realize you two had gone out a lot later than you had planned as the clock read 3:42 am. Even though the rest of the club seemed to be still full of energy, you two decided to call an Uber and just head home.

You two giggle while you lay your heads on each other the whole ride home, dragging your feet up to the elevator to finally go home to your apartment. Making your way inside and plopping on the bed together, you were so tired you didn't even wash off your makeup, but you didn't care. All that you wanted right now was to just go to sleep. The two of you get under the sheets to call it a night, turning the lights off and giving each other your good night kisses. Drifting away to sleep, so you can see each other again in a couple of hours for an early drive to get a morning pill.

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my only one ( a comfort oneshot)

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You've been doing practically nothing all day other than rotting away on your couch binging on Business Proposal again. It’s probably your 3rd time watching it, but you can't help that you're a sucker for cliches, they're good for a reason. Just as you were about to press the “Next Episode” button to start, you hear the master bedroom door open. Alex walks out noticeably fresh out of the shower, it was pretty hard to miss considering that he still had a towel in hand trying his best to dry off his wet hair. 

“Hey,” he says with a warm smile on his face

“Hey,” you reply back

“Whatcha watching, still watching that show?” He asks as he comes over to sit down alongside you on the couch. He had already changed into his sleeping clothes which consisted of just a loose shirt and some shorts, but you didn't put much thought into it considering that you use your pj’s as just house clothes too.

“Yeah, it’s just now starting to get to my favorite part” You respond, the male lead was just about to pretend to be the female lead’s girlfriend, through a fake relationship contract of course.

“Can I watch too? It must be pretty good considering you’ve been neglecting me all day,” He says jokingly

You giggle at his words, he wasn't wrong, you really haven't moved from here ever since you got up in the morning. Still aimlessly rubbing the towel on his head in a poor attempt to dry his hair, he gets comfortable on the couch in preparation to watch this show until you call it quits. Growing impatient about his hair not drying fast enough, he shakes his head around like how dogs do when they’re getting a bath, unconsciously spraying you with his hair water. He notices you flinching at the mini shower he’s just given you, “Oops, sorry I didn't mean to,” he says in a snarky tone. You giggle and playfully hit his shoulder, you honestly didn't really care that he got you a little wet, you were just happy he was around. Alex eventually gives up trying to dry his hair, accepting that he’s just going to have to leave it slightly damp until it dries by itself. The episode starts to autoplay and the intro flashes onto the screen. Alex gets comfortable as he begins to stretch his arms out to lay on the headrest of the couch accompanied by an over-exaggerated sigh. He looks over in your direction only to see you completely focused on the TV screen as if he wasn't even there ‘Wow, she's really into it,’ he thought to himself, he was amazed at how you could stay in a single spot for so long without getting sore or at the very least changing positions. 

You hear a faint heavy tapping noise, you look over to Alex patting his thigh, signaling you to lay your head down on his lap. You scooch over to get closer and lay down accordingly, your hands pressed together so you could form a makeshift pillow to rest your face on. Changing how you were sitting didn't break your focus; at that moment you were completely immersed in how the fake couple was going to keep up their relationship, the fact that the male lead had an actual crush on her made your heart flutter seeing how he would treat her if she were to accept his feelings. Suddenly you feel a soft gentle touch meet your head, warm fingers stroking your locks of hair. His loving touch was enough to distract you from the show, you turn to sneak a peek at him. Your eyes met with his wet hair, scattered moles on his face, and you take a second to really appreciate his visuals. You felt lucky that you were able to land someone as great as him in your life, the love between the two of you was pure, and his touch told you everything you could ever want to hear without needing words.

You turn back around to the TV screen, the characters were now in a completely different location and had gotten themselves into another predicament at this point; You didn't really care that you missed some of the filler in between, nothing came close to taking your focus away like how Alex did, but it wasn't a bother, rather it was just something else that kept you entertained. He didn't stop playing with your hair the entire time you were laid on him, he just kept twirling his hair between his hands for the entire episode, and the next, and the next, and the next. The warm buzz you got from him playing with your hair made you relax, you weren't even paying full attention to the show and the scenes became nothing but a blur amongst each other while they played one after another.

You feel your eyes start to get heavy, barely being able to stay awake this entire time from being so comfortable. You didn't even know what episode you guys were on, the fuzzy feeling of your hair being played with for hours made your attention drift from the screen, this entire time you were just focusing on the comfy warm tingles you felt in your head. You glance up at the digital clock you had on the TV stand, it reads ‘9:34 PM’, you look out the windows and realize the sun that was once there when Alex first joined was now gone. You let out a small groan and get up from his lap to let yourself stretch your arms and legs out a bit. 

“Oh, you're awake? I thought you fell asleep so I couldn't really move much, the show is pretty good so far though,” he joked

“Ha ha very funny,” you say sarcastically “I’ve spent wayyy too long sitting here, I think I'm gonna go take a shower before it gets late,” you say.

You start to get up, still stretching your limps and turning your neck to try and loosen up a bit,

“Wait,, you know what actually,, just go get your clothes and meet me in the bathroom. I got the rest,” Alex chimes.

You turn to look at him surprised, “Oh uhh,, sure why not. I'll see you there then,” you say in a slightly curious voice. You wanted to know what he was up to but you just decided to let yourself be surprised by him this once. Usually, you’d keep asking what it was until he spit it out, but you were surprisingly worn out from doing nothing all day so you're just going to let it happen today.

You make your way to your dresser and pick out some mickey mouse pj pants, then sneak over to his side to pick one of his shirts so it would fit oversized. You grab some other essentials like your hairbrush, some skincare, and hair serum so you could take care of yourself once you got out. And with everything you could think that you need in your arms, you make your way to the master bathroom.

Opening the door to the bathroom you're greeted with Alex crouched down next to the tub swishing the water that now had a soft pile of bubbles on top. Hearing the door open he turns around,

“Oh hey! I did a little something special for youu~,” he says happily, making sure to drag out the ‘you’ as he got up and came closer to you

“Woah, it looks nice! But what’s all of this for though?” you ask,

“Woww can I just not do something nice for once?” he teased,

“Nah I'm kidding, I saw that you were pretty tired back there when you were getting really into your show, and when I thought you were asleep I remembered that I had bought a bubble bar a while back and I thought now would be a good time to use it”

“A bubble bar?? Who taught you what that is?” you question,

“I saw it once on a post you liked that came up on my feed. I looked it up and saw that they sold it at this store called lush, and a couple weeks ago I ran into one by surprise when I was out, so I decided to pick one up,” he explains.

A smile breaks onto your face, blushing from seeing his efforts to try and make you feel cared for. It was the tiny things like this that made you head over heels for this boy, his attention to detail was so pure and you just knew he was always trying his best to make you happy.

A short silence falls over the steamy room from the hot water in the tub,

“Uhp, I should probably let you get in. Let me know if you need anything!” Alex says as a quick flush of pink runs over his cheeks, his voice starting to fade away as he approached the door, closing it behind him.

Your gaze meets with the bubbly tub filled with hot water, you begin to undress letting your clothes drop on the floor momentarily before you toss them in the clothes hamper. As you slowly submerge your body in the bubbly bath, you can feel your joints relax and your muscles loosen, the sensation of the water felt like a warm hug that wrapped around your whole body not missing a single bit of skin untouched. You let your inner thoughts take over your head, ranging from ‘What should I make for breakfast tomorrow?’ to ‘I wonder what my future is going to turn out like’. Though you didn't let your thoughts get too deep, your battery was low which meant only shallow thoughts were going to be crossing your mind tonight. Then what Alex had said earlier popped into your mind, 

“...must be pretty good considering you’ve been neglecting me all day…”

You felt a sinking feeling fall over you, you couldn't even recall any other interaction you had with him today other than when he first got out of the shower. The show was good, but you felt bad that you almost didn't pay any mind to Alex. ‘Well, it’s never too late to try and make things right,’ you tell yourself. 

“Alex!!” you call out, your voice echoing off of the bathroom walls.

You turn over to the door as you hear a creak, 

“Y-yeah? Do you need something?” He said, sounding like you caught him off guard.

You see him peeking through the tiny gap in the door, you let out a laugh upon seeing that his hand was covering his eyes. 

“It’s fine, you can uncover your eyes loser. Plus the bubbles cover me up a decent amount so it's not like anything is showing, and we literally live together too?? Stop acting so modest” you tease back at him.

He lets his eyes peek through his fingers, now gazing upon you with your hair up in a hair clip, bubbles up to your chest, your cheeks along with the tip of your nose, moistened and slightly red from the steam rising out of the hot water. He makes his way towards you and sits on the edge of the tub, leaning against the wall.

“So,” you start

“How was your day so far?” you ask

You notice that Alex was slightly taken aback, maybe he was busy with something? Maybe he thought you needed help? Whatever it was you could tell that he wasn't expecting for you to strike up a conversation.

“Well, I was mostly in meetings a majority of the day, most of them were virtual but I had to drive up to this office for this one merch meeting so I could see the designs and fabric options in person. After that, I came back home and I wound up in another quick meeting about the new SMP. I don't remember all of the details exactly but it had something to do with the mod that we use. I'm pretty sure that was my last meeting of the day, after that, I just went and took a shower and then spent the rest of my day with you.” He said a majority of his words just staring into space, but you noticed in that last sentence he looked down to see you. Feeling his stare you look up to meet your eyes with his. You could tell he missed you, his words were empty with no emotion up until you were brought up, changing his tone and more caring than a couple seconds ago. 

“What about you? I know you watched tv all day but do you have anything planned for tomorrow?” he asked as he reached for your hair clip undoing your hair and letting it fall into the water. 

“Well, I don’t really have anything planned, but I know for sure I’m not going to watch TV, I’m sick of it for now” you reply. 

“Lay your head back a bit,” he gently asks

you follow and lay your head back slightly, almost having it rest on the edge of the tub. Alex starts to cup water into his hands, bringing them up to the top of your head and gently letting it flow into your hair. He repeats this a couple times until your head is wet enough, and then reaches over to grab your shampoo that was beside him. He pours a bit out onto his hand and rubs it together slightly so it could begin to foam up. Then he starts to gently shampoo your hair, making sure to give you a small scalp massage while he was at it since he figured that your neck and head must hurt like hell after being so still on the couch all day. 

As he was shampooing your hair you felt the same feeling you had back when you had your head in his lap, all that you could think to yourself was how grateful you were to have Alex in your life. To be blunt, sometimes you thought you didn’t deserve him, that for some reason you weren’t up to his standards, maybe that you two would eventually not work out and become strangers who know every detail about each other over time. But Alex's warm, pure touch made it feel like all those thoughts that ran rampant fear through your head were slowly dissolving into the water around you.

Alex foams up your hair a decent amount, finding a good stopping point, and begins to rinse the bubbles off, once again cupping his hands into the water to rinse off the suds on your head. As he’s busy doing back and forth, he says 

“The water is starting to get cold, I’ll come back in a bit so we can brush our teeth together once you’re out, but don’t take too long, I don’t want you to get sick from the water being too cold,” he warns concerningly

it was touching that he was keeping track of small things like this, first making your bath, then shampooing your hair, now he’s making sure you get out on time so you don’t get sick? It's as if every day this man gives you more and more reasons to fall deeper for him, and it’s working. He finishes washing your hair, making sure there’s no shampoo left behind. 

“Alright I’m done, call me if you need me for anything, and remember to not let the water get cold!” he says as he starts to get up and leave

“Thank you!~” you chirp, coming back to reality after talking to yourself in your head this entire time.

You let yourself marinate in the lukewarm water for a couple more minutes before deciding it was time to get out. Looking around the bathroom you realize that there wasn't a towel within reach, and then seeing that there actually wasn't a towel at all in the entire room. You let out a small sigh, feeling like you're bothering Alex because he had just left and now you're calling him again. But you didn't have a choice, you had to get out and dry off somehow and you were pretty much stuck.

“Alexx!” you yell out

You hear quick footsteps approach as Alex opens the door, not covering his eyes this time.

“Missing something?” he says, the tone in which he said it made you think something was up but you couldn't put your finger on it. 

“Yeah actually, there isn't a towel here, can you get me one real quick?” you ask expecting him to just turn back around and get you one. An excited smile forms on his face and makes his eyes close slightly, pulling his arm out from behind him revealing a towel already in hand.

“Ta-daaa,” he says jokingly,

“Wait? So you just left me in here to begin with knowing there wasn't a towel?” You ask perplexed

“Nuh-uh, this is a special towel that I had sneaked off to get ready when you were picking out your clothes,” he says

He approaches you, his arm extending out with the towel clamped between his hands. As your fingers make contact with the towel, you realize that it was warm and maybe even a little hot.

“Did you put this in the dryer?” you say with a surprised expression,

“Yep, told you I didn't want you to end up getting sick if the water got too cold, so I thought a warm towel would be nice” he replies with a caring tone, you found it cute that he went through the trouble of sneaking around to toss it in the dryer so your body wouldn't get shocked when you got out of the bath. You take the warm towel lightly grazing your fingers alongside his,

“Well, I'll leave you to it. Come meet me in the kitchen when we’re done so we can start closing for the night okay?” he says as he makes his way out the door once more. You two came up with the term ‘closing for the night’ when you first moved in together as a way to clean up any last things around the house before the both of you went to bed. Your closing routine usually consisted of you two playing some music on your Alexa while cleaning, you even had a dedicated playlist for when you two closed. The playlist consisted of an even amount of your songs and his songs, letting it shuffle and most of the time you got an even distribution of each other's songs. You make your way out of the tub to dry off with the comfy towel. The warmth made you feel slightly drowsy but you tried your best to fight it since you still had your night routine with Alex to look forward to. Letting the tub plug loose to let the water drain, you dry off whatever excess water was on your skin and put on your pjs, using the now slightly damp towel to wrap around your head to help dry your hair a bit. Making your way out of the bathroom, you pause to take a look at yourself in the mirror above the sink. Admiring how Alex’s shirt was just the tiniest bit too big on you draped over your shoulders, and finding funny how at your age you still owned a pair of fuzzy mickey mouse pj pants. 

You make your way out of the bathroom into the living room, finding that Alex had already started closing by giving the floors a brisk vacuum. He had just finished so by the time you walked in he was already putting it back in the cleaning closet, he notices your presence and quickly puts everything away and walks over to you. 

“Hey,” he says with his soft, kind voice, looking down the slightest bit to meet eyes with you, “did you like the bath? Hope it wasn't too hot,”

“It was really nice, and the temperature was perfect, thank you Alex. You ready to start closing?” you say gazing into his eyes while the corners of your lips begin to form a subtle smile. 

“Yep, I already got started while you were taking the bath, all we have left now is to just tidy up the kitchen a bit,” he says cupping your cheeks with his big warm hands, soon letting go to undo the towel you had wrapped around your head to let your less than dry hair droop. “If you get to see me with drenched hair, I get to see too so we’re even.” he kids, “Let me just go put the towel up, ill be back in a bit,” he says as he walks over to the bathroom once more to let the towel hang dry. You go to turn off the TV you both irresponsibly left turned on when you left for your bath, then make your way over to the kitchen sink, seeing only a couple of dirty dishes that needed to be washed along with some clean ones that needed to be put up. Also taking note that the kitchen rag needed to be washed when you were done so you could clean the sink and the countertops. It honestly wasn't that much compared to other days where closing felt like the last thing you wanted to do because of how bad the place looked, but those days were rare to come by and only really ever happened if you hosted a party or if both of you were really busy that day. 

Alex enters the main area again, seeing you start to dry off any traces of water and put up the clean dishes. Noticing the quietness of the place, he realizes that you’re missing your playlist,

“Alexa, play my ‘closing playlist’ on Spotify please,” are the first words to come out his mouth, followed by the room being filled with the melody of New Light by John Mayer, one of Alex’s songs. Making his way to you on the other side of the sink, letting the water begin to run, and starts to wash the remaining dirty dishes. You two just being in each other's presence made you both feel at home, though it was something as small as doing house chores together it was still nice memories being made together that made you smile whenever you thought back on them. Time seemed to fly by whenever you were with each other, before you knew it your closing routine had been completed, leaving you two leaning your elbows on the kitchen island, with your head leaning on his shoulder. The both of you spent a couple minutes in that position, just savoring each other's company knowing you'll have to head off to sleep soon. You weren't keeping track of whatever songs were playing because your mind was in space thinking about the blessing in your life that is Alex, when suddenly you hear a familiar tune play from the speaker. Only by LeeHi, it was probably one of your most played songs recently since it reminded you so much of your current love life, You didn't need to know the exact words of what LeeHi was saying for you to understand the meaning behind her lyrics, you could just feel that it perfectly embodied everything you've ever felt with Alex with her harmonies. 

The instrumental intro begins,

“You look cute in my shirts, you should wear them around more often,” Alex says, breaking the silence as his hand makes his way over to hold yours. You feel a slight tug from him pulling you along to the space in the middle of the main area. Stumbling your way over to stand in this new location, Alex guides your head to rest on him, placing your arms over his shoulders, with his hands laying on your waist carefully.

 “Alexa, turn the volume up” He announces. 

The two of you begin to slowly sway back and forth, lightly slow dancing in your dim apartment while the music fills your ears. A couple steps at a time, making slow and gentle turns as the song continued onto its chorus. One of his hands lifts from your waist to meet with the top of your head, gently caressing your still half-wet hair. You could hear his heartbeat from his chest, it wasn't going noticeably fast, it was a steady strong beat that seemed to even slow down as the song continued, signaling that he felt calm and at peace. You dug your head in slightly more into his chest, you loved being close to him and feeling his touch. You felt safe around him, the kind of safe where you felt protected from any harm and had the freedom to be who you really were. Freedom to allow yourself to be vulnerable around him, letting him see your highs and your lows. Dancing together felt like discovering a new kind of intimacy, the type of intimacy that was pure with intentions of making things last, the kind that made your eyes tear up because you just want to sincerely say ‘I love you,’ making you happy that he was ‘my only one’. The gentle sways made you think about all of the things you’ve yet to experience alongside him, all of the sunsets you’ve watched together and the ones you haven't seen yet, and how together you're going to experience the many stages of what people call love. 

“Lalalalala.. my only one…” you hear as the song fades to an end. Silence fills the room, Alex lifts your head away from his chest, planting a light, loving kiss on your forehead. 

“Let's go get ready for bed,” He whispers softly as he takes your hand so the both of you can go brush your teeth before you go to sleep. He guides the way, turning off any lights along the way in the rooms that’ll be empty for the night. He gets your toothbrushes ready and you both start cleaning your teeth, it was eerily silent, you were still sensitive from all of the emotions you felt back there. Alex noticing your slightly uncomfortable gaze, puts his hand on your head, giving you small pats as you brush your teeth. It was something small from him, but his touch always helped. The two of you finish up and start getting tucked into bed together, Alex pulling back the sheets so you could get cozy first then he soon followed. He turns off his bedside lamp, quickly washing the room in darkness, and turning over to face you buried among the sheets. Alex reaches out, pulling you in closer to him so you can rest your head against your chest, letting you begin to drift to sleep in his arms. Your mind starts to unwind, as you feel your eyes get heavy and your body starts to melt away into the early stages of sleep. The only thing left on your mind is thinking about how you’re happy that he’s the first thing that greets your eyes every morning. Waking up beside him was something you always looked forward to and it was your favorite part about starting a new day. Your thoughts begin to slowly dissolve as you feel yourself give in to your exhaustion from the long day.

“Goodnight... I love you..” he whispers as he gently strokes your hair.

“Goodnight Alex... I love you too…”

[lexloveade]

a few centimeters at a time ( part 4 / ? )

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His tongue danced with yours as the both of you embraced, kisses turning wet and messy, hands exploring, this was everything you could have ever wished. Alex had you right where he wanted, though you could easily fight back from his grip, he knew you loved the hold he had on you. 

Alex frees your hands from his grasp, letting his hand glide along the side of your face, down your body line, as his hands come to a slow stop at your thigh. With now both of his hands holding onto your thighs, he picks you up letting your legs straddle around him. Without breaking his lips apart from yours, he leads the both of you over onto the bed and sits down leaving you nested nicely on his lap. You shift yourself so that you're sitting on one of his thighs, his hands entangled in your hair while your kisses intensify. You start to move your hips back and forth leaving you with a buzz from each other's friction, Alex notices your sneaky little self-pleasure and places his hands firmly on your hips.

“Follow my lead,” he whispers.

His hands move your hips back and forth, you let yourself loose to obey this new pace he’s set for you, loving the sweet pain of his strong grasp on your body. Alex could hear little whimpers and sweet moans escape from your lips, he loved hearing you struggle to contain yourself. 

He frees your hips from his grasp, now playing with the end of your shirt. You still maintained the same tempo he had you at simply because it felt too good to stop. With Alex’s gaze aimed at your torso while watches you ride yourself on him, he begins to take off your shirt, slipping it over your head and tossing it behind you. You slow your rhythm to make it easier for him to undress you, he starts to plant kisses on your chest tracing over the hickies he left before. Placing one hand on your waist with the other undoing your bra clasp, you feel your bra band loosen as he gets it undone and slides the straps off your shoulders. Before you knew it your lace bra was thrown on the floor not too far from your shirt, with Alex placing new marks along the vacant spaces of your skin. 

His hands seemed to be always busy with something when it came to you, he was quite the multitasker today considering he was painting your chest again while his hands were occupied undoing your jeans. A smile starts to form on your face when you hear the noise of a button being undone and your zipper being pulled down. Alex arises from finishing his last couple of paintings on you, suddenly picking you up and flipping you around onto the bed. Taking note that there was an almost primal look in his eyes as he began to take off your jeans and throw them on the floor.

Your blue lace trim panties now met his eyes, his favorite color. You purposely had bought a couple for special occasions like this, luckily you just happened to be wearing one of those pairs at this moment, lucky you. Alex gently separates your closed legs, admiring his new view, and begins to run his index and middle finger over the fabric covering your slit. You twitch as he slides over the wet spot on your panties, he was gentle with his touch yet it still sent surges through your body and made goosebumps form on your skin. His fingers trailed up feeling around for your clit, he made sure to keep his touches soft knowing how sensitive you probably were, he didn't want you to end up finishing before he even had the chance to start. Your hands start grabbing the sheets as Alex begins to make slow, circular motions on your clit; strengthening your grip whenever his touch glides over specific spots making your body jerk. He struggled deciding what to focus on, deciding where to slide his fingers next or to keep his sight locked on your quivering body, watching how every one of his slightest movements tore you down little by little. Your dripping wet panties separating him from your slicked love spot, how your thighs began to quiver with his touch, his intense craving for you made him barely be able to contain himself.

Alex grabs onto your panties, gently holding onto each side to not tear them, even though he was nearing the line of desperation where tearing them off your body was starting to sound like a reasonable option. Gliding them down your legs and eventually tossed onto the floor, you closed your legs trying to hide at least some parts of you, now completely bare with nothing to cover you and this was still the nerve-wracking part whenever the both of you did this dance. With his gaze back on you, he places his hands on your knees opening your legs once more. His eyes widen slightly as he sees the full extent of what he’s caused, your wetness transferring onto your thighs from your overflow of juices. Alex begins to give light kisses on the insides of your legs, giving one kiss to the left, then another to the right, to make sure they both received an equal amount of his touch. Ending at the front of your entrance, he takes a moment to gaze upon your hidden beauty, now glistening in your liquids with your slightly swollen clit above.

Repositioning his hands, he grabs the underside of one of your thighs so he could feel you tremble, and uses his other hand for your pleasure. Using his fingers, he gently slides over your folds, slightly separating them to look at the source of your wetness. His fingers tease your opening but refuse to enter so you could want him more. He hasn't even gone in you and his fingers were already coated in your liquid desire. Upon noticing this his mouth started to water, he would do anything just to get a small taste of you. Alex’s mouth is drawn towards your clit, he knows you love it when you can feel his tongue send tingles through you. He softly kisses your lips, making his way up and tracing his tongue around your clitoris. Occupied stimulating your upper half, you can still feel that his fingers haven't strayed far. His middle finger flirting with your needy chamber paired with his tongue playing with you made a knot form in your stomach with growing intensity. His finger finally slipping his way into your warm, slippery, tight walls, made your back arch from the sudden shock. Though it was only one finger, this whole time he’s spent riling you up made this sensation hard to manage, only being able to resist finishing right then and there by clenching bundled sheets in your fist even harder.

You selfishly aided him in his kissing act, moving your hips so that his tongue licks just the right spot that makes your eyes want to roll to the back of your head and bite your lip. His finger takes its sweet time, slowly sliding in and out of you with no difficulty, putting into consideration that you had made more than enough to make things of this sort glide along easily. Alex releases his mouth from your clit, making a small ‘pop’ sound paired with a mix of his spit and your juice stringing along from the suction he had on you. His finger followed shortly after, but not before he let it linger in you a little longer so you could savor every moment of him before he pulled back out. Tongue sore, fingers soaked, he decided to stop now because he still wanted to make sure there was time for him to enjoy your sensations before you got tired out. 

Alex makes his way up your body, now face to face with you to trap you in his kisses that now lingered of your sweet taste. His jeans now pressing against your vulva, you could feel how firm he had gotten as he sensually moved his hips around grinding on you, letting out small groans and hearing an occasional breathy sounding “fuck..” in between kisses as he feels tingles of pleasure flow through him. He was so turned on he didn't even care that his jeans were getting stained from your liquids, what he was feeling was so addictive that he just considered it something to deal with for another time; As he obviously had his mind on other things.

He had enough. Unlocking his lips from yours he sits up, leaving you staring at the ceiling slightly in confusion. Your eyes peek over to see what he’s doing as you hear rustling, then your heart drops as you hear the sound of metal clinking. You watch as Alex begins to undo his belt right before your eyes, you feel slightly embarrassed considering you couldn't even get the strap out of his buckle without feeling like you were about to melt. The sounds of leather scratching against denim as it slithered through his belt loops and eventually onto the floor to meet with the rest of your clothing fill the room, followed by him slightly struggling to take off his jeans out of desperation, leaving him in nothing but his shirt and boxers encasing a noticeable erection. Pulling the front of his boxers down so you could see his hard member spring out. His tip shiny and dripping with precum, it was obvious that he was more than ready for you, then letting it join the rest of your clothes.

Coming back down, putting his hands under your chin so you’re forced to look him in the eyes, you can feel his throbbing boner slide against your lips. The both of you had gotten so slick that the way you glided against each other sent shocks through each of you. Suddenly you notice Alex’s eyes start to scan the room as if he was looking for something, it didn't take you long to put two and two together and realize he was looking for rubbers. 

“Are you looking for protection?” you ask

“ *sigh* Yeah, but to be honest with you I think they’re in that box next to the doorway we left behind,” he groaned as he puts his fingers against his forehead, slowly starting to regret not just unpacking everything from the start. 

“Well,,” you say, as he peeks over to you waiting for you to finish

“I wasn't going to tell you because I didn't think it was that important honestly, but uhm...

I’m on the pill..”

[lexloveade]

a few centimeters at a time (part 3 / ?)

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The swaying of your bodies being pushed against each other made you crave one another. Though this was only a simple kiss, he made it feel different, this gentle yet addicting sensation of his almost silken lips gliding against your own left you at a loss for words. Lovingly kissing him back, you could feel he was lightening the grasp he had on your wrists; Alex began to release you from his constraints, and started to slip his hands up towards yours that had been vacant far too long for his liking, interlacing his fingers with your own. 

Him pulling away to let you two catch your breath, he looks at you, his beloved, eyes half open waiting for him to come back to you. Him seeing your dream-like, wantful face, was something he could stare at and admire for eons. You notice his gaze start to wander lower, focusing in on your bare neck. He lowers once more except not to meet your lips, but to leave gentle love bites, marking what was his. The unexpected sensation made your spine hike up accompanied by a soft gasp; Alex’s marks never hurt you, if anything they were actually quite pleasurable. Feeling his warm breath against your skin, the slight wet sounds of him painting his masterpiece, and even giving you small bites every so often to keep you attentive. These bites make your head spin, “don't stop”, “again”, “keep going”, were some of the thoughts in your head that you were tempted to say out loud just so you can feel him again, but you resist the urge, feeling as if you’ve said enough already. 

Then again, because you couldn't keep your mouth shut, look at how you ended up, hot and bothered with Alex's cold chain shocking your skin. You decide to shut your eyes and just lie your head back, you feel yourself get hotter and hotter with the combination of Alex leaving a wet path of affection down your neck and letting your mind wander. You wished over and over again in your mind for him to continue his trail lower, not forgetting to give some love to your chest and for him to leave a rough path of his purple patches down your stomach.

Alex was careful about where he placed his works of art, making sure to put them where they’d be easily concealable, knowing that you’d probably be so embarrassed if they showed, you would never leave the house. Sparking your sensitive spots was his favorite thing to do, and remember his talent of being able to read you easily? You didn't have to let him know that you enjoyed his delicate bites, how your body shivered when he went to get a taste of you, and how your hips sporadically bucked as you were trying your best to hold in what you felt, that alone told him everything he needed to know. Alex pulled back, admiring the small trail of purple markings he left behind on your neck. He looked up towards you, only to see that your eyes were closed, he let out a quiet laugh knowing that you were fantasizing about his abilities that were soon going to come to light, you're practically an open book to him remember? He thinks it’s cute, he unties his hands from yours, bringing his towards your chin, moving what used to be your head resting sideways on the armrest, was now him forcing you to look in his direction. You slowly start to open your eyes, all you wanted was to catch a small peek of him, but your eyes fluttered open as you realized he was closer than you’d expected. 

“It looks pretty, you should take a look at it in the mirror when we’re done,” he says in a whisper, ‘when we’re done? WHEN WE’RE DONE??’ you tell yourself, you're taken aback at the thought of this only being the beginning. Even though you were thinking about .. ‘that’... When he was leaving marks on you, you didn't expect for something to come out of this, you thought this was just going to be a little something that just happened because you were in the heat of the moment. He leans in to meet his lips with yours once more, this time keeping your lips locked to him longer than the last. Though in reality, it was just a mere couple of seconds, you could spend lifetimes kissing him. He separates the two of you just to take a good look at you before indulging in your lips some more, your free hands rising to let your fingers run through his soft locks of hair. Looking up in between kisses from under him felt like a fever dream, the sight you were seeing was priceless, something only lucky you were able to witness. His face would be flushed red trying to catch his breath, a close-up view of his moles that were scattered all over his beautiful skin forming constellations, his hair framed his face perfectly from your bottom view, his eyes had become sultry, and of course, you couldn't keep your eyes off of his shiny hanging necklace that would swing near your face almost taunting you. Who would’ve thought that a piece of jewelry would cause you to feel so worked up? You would catch him having a rotation of looking in your eyes, freckles, rosy cheeks, lips, and sneaky little glances at your chest and waist trapped beneath him. 

He noticed your prolonged stare, he didn't care that you practically caught him red-handed looking over your entire body, all that mattered is that he had your absolute full attention. Alex came back down again, but instead of kissing your lips, he started to do soft, slow, warm kisses on your cheeks, taking his time to map out and delicately place each one. You could hear the sound of his kisses clearly since he was so close to your ears, but your attention to his sounds was quickly redirected when his knee started to make contact with you there... Him needing to move up a bit to scatter his kisses to you made his leg have to rub up directly against your clothed anatomy. The friction between his jeans and yours made you almost short circuit, him moving repeatedly to progress to other sections of your face didn't help either as you felt a growing tightening sensation flow throughout your body, even feeling this buzz down to the very tips of your fingers. 

As he finishes up drowning you in kisses, he leaves you with one last kiss on your lips, however, you were caught off guard but this particular one since it was nothing more than a peck, leaving things at just a peck was unusual of Alex. Thinking that the fun you two were having was drawing to an end, Alex elevates himself, now being able to see everything from the top of your head down to the zipper of your jeans, now exposed from your loose T-shirt riding up slightly from everything that has happened. 

You see him scan you up and down, “sorry,, I just really like to look,” he sheepishly says, you break a slight smile, happy at how he admires you from top to bottom. “Stop itt” you reply jokingly, “don't look too hard, or else in gonna start to feel embarrassed,” you whine playfully while covering your eyes with your hands. Even though you loved when he had his full focus on you, it still felt embarrassing knowing he was analyzing every detail about your body, from the intricate layout of the freckles on your face to how your waist and hips formed curves that he couldn't get his eyes off. You started to feel movement and could feel his weight shift, which meant he was hovering over you once again. With your hands still covering your eyes, he comes back down to remind himself of your taste once more. You decide to take your hands off of your eyes and swing them over his shoulders bringing him closer to you.

Alex decided that there was probably more than enough chemistry going on between you two to advance onto other activities. While still giving you passionate kisses, he began sliding his hands further down, creating a trail along the sides of your body, making sure to fully take in each area that his fingers brushed over. The only thing that separated Alex and your precious being was one loose-fitting shirt, a shirt that when lying down managed to drape over every curve in your figure ever so perfectly. As he reached the end of your shirt, he started playing around with it by sliding his fingers along the hem, causing his skin to lightly graze your stomach in some areas where your shirt was hiked up. You didn't stop him though, his touch was igniting, you knew he was teasing you by lightly making contact in areas that are almost always covered by a hoodie or an oversized shirt. Alex pulled away from your deep kiss, looking down at you with that same messy hair red-faced look that drove you crazy, he began to slip his hands under your shirt, slowly making his way up your torso. His eyes glimmered with delight and a small smirk formed as he saw your pupils dilate in surprise. He was so gentle with his touch, making sure he didn't leave any areas behind, his hands exploring your body made your shirt ride up even more, making your once-covered skin suddenly exposed to the cold room air. His gaze, his smile, and the slow burn of this whole situation left you constantly wanting more even though you were too timid to say it. 

Suddenly Alex stops and separates his hands from your body, coming back down to submerge himself in deep kisses. The loud smacking noises between the two of you rang throughout the room, with each kiss intensifying and becoming messier out of desperation until your mouths became a slippery, wet mess; You feel an unexpected gentle brush against your lips, Alex was asking for permission to let himself in, letting his tongue slightly slip between each other's lips. As expected, you let him in like you always do which made things start to pick up at a pace faster than you would've thought, but you're not complaining. As your kisses grew messy and uncontrolled, each other's tongues pressing and sliding against one another, your pulse racing, you felt a sudden pull on your hands, it was Alex trying to guide you. 

Though your eyes are closed, you can feel his hands grasp yours, pulling your hands down his neck, over his chest, trailing down his shirt, and your heart skipped a beat when he slid down till you felt your hands stop at something leathery in texture with metal that made quiet clinking noises with any movement or tug. You quickly realized that he had stopped right at the front of his belt, you decide that it was finally your turn to become the tease, tugging at the buckle with one hand and sliding the other on the waistband of his jeans and trailing it up his chest like he did to you,, then again he did start it first so it was only fair for you to repay the favor. “Stop.. playing.. around.. with me..” he pants in between breaths whenever your lips temporarily separate. Just as you start to undo his belt, he pulls back to lift your shirt, revealing your sheer lace bralette. 

“Woah..” he says under his breath, 

“What? It’s actually really comfortable you know,” you tease back. You were never the type to wear padded bras, you found them uncomfortable so you almost always opted for bras that were made of either a mesh or thin lace material without any wire. Alex paused for a second to really take in what he was looking at, only to come back to you kissing your neck while his hands fondled your breasts. He paused his kisses to spit into his hand, 

‘well that’s new’ you thought to yourself, but you trusted him so you let yourself go. 

With his now moistened fingers, he slides under your bra and begins to rub your now hardened nipple in circular motions, with his wet fingers making it easier to play around with you, the slip aiding in letting his motions glide effortlessly. You’re taken by surprise, but not disappointed at all, him kissing your neck and this newfound nipple play, partnered with your fingers fiddling with his belt was something you two have never tried before and you were loving every second of it. 

Then you start to feel his hand trail down and begin to try and unzip your jeans

“W-wait!” you say as you let go of his belt, bringing your arms up to your chest in a small attempt to cover yourself. 

“What? What's wrong? What is it?” Alex panicked, he perked up and stopped what he was doing almost immediately, the pink flush of his face started to slowly drain as his eyes filled with worry and panic that he might have done something that you were uncomfortable with. 

“Um,, can we take this elsewhere?” you reply hoping that his talent for reading comes through, what you really wanted to say directly is that you wanted somewhere roomier, though things were starting to heat up, you were both on a couch so it wasn't exactly spacious. The wave of relief that washed over Alex was overwhelmingly obvious, you could see some color return to his face again and his caring eyes return to normal. 

“Yeah of course, anything you want” he replied in a lively tone, happy that you weren't upset and that you just wanted the both of you to be more comfortable.

As you rearrange your clothes and stand up, hand in hand, you both make your way to the bedroom. Little to your knowledge though, in just the few minutes it took for you two to collect yourselves and make your way to the room, he already had some ideas brewing within him. Ideas that couldn't wait until you guys made it to the nicely made bed the both of you had done just a couple hours prior.

The first step to this plan he had was to obviously close the door, who has fun with the door open you know?

As you entered the room, Alex had trailed a little further ahead and was holding the door open from the inside. Once you walk in you hear the flick of a switch turning off the lights, leaving only a dim light coming from the sun that was leaking out of the window blinds. You feel a hand grasp onto your arm, in the corner of your eye within your peripheral vision, you could see a swift movement followed by the echoing noise of the door slamming. Before you could process what happened, you were slammed against the wall with your hands pinned above your head, only being able to see a very faint figure of Alex standing in front of you. You look up to meet eyes with him, you’re surprised about how bold he had just gotten out of nowhere, but you enjoyed every second of it.

You didn't know what else he had in store for you, he quite literally left you in the dark this time, but you weren't scared, if anything you were eagerly anticipating his next move. 

“Sorry if I pushed you kind of hard,” he announced “I just couldn't contain myself anymore,,”.

His tone changed, and hearing his voice sent shivers up your spine, you were craving him just from some talking. Your mouth watered at the thought of his lips melting with yours again, suddenly your inner monologue was interrupted by something warm meeting with your mouth, and feeling him lift up your leg slightly to caress the underside of your thighs. You came to the realization that he was so desperate that he had one hand keeping your hands above your head, and the other feeling your thigh, 

and all that you can think to yourself is ‘This is going to be fun’.

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a few centimeters at a time (part 2 / ?)

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You feel blood rush throughout the veins in your body as you realize what you’ve just said, you felt so embarrassed that you let yourself show how vulnerable you are and how much you want him, but considering it was Alex,, you could care less. Slowly you’ve been closing the gap between the both of you, now being able to feel his breathing that seemed to have quickened. You start to mentally prepare yourself for what’s eventually going to happen, or more or less what could happen, he can be unpredictable at times,, but in a good way,, however whenever you two become passionate no one leaves unsatisfied.

15 centimeters

Alex can see the want in your eyes, and he can feel it too. Holding what was now your bright pink cheek tingling with excitement, he began to shift the weight between the two of you to rearrange yourselves, all while you were still holding on tight to his collar. Your hearts began to beat like crazy once you realized what position you both ended up in. Alex found himself on top of you, with one hand caressing your radiating face, and the other just a few inches away on the armrest of the couch your head was now laying against… something within you said to look down, to which you saw his knee was positioned right in between your legs to keep him upright. Just the sight of Alex being so close to your delicate anatomy sent you into a mental frenzy, it made you start to feel waves of almost electric sensations throughout your body and leaving you intoxicated from such strong arousal. 

Alex on the other hand was just about as nervous as he felt confident, though this wasn't your first time being so close to one another, you each still felt butterflies as if it was each time. Seeing you look so breathless, stimulated.. needy… made Alex start to become eager with desire. Whenever he would touch your skin it felt so addictingly thrilling, sparks flew when it came to the both of us, leaving us enthralled by one another. Intimacy was sacred to Alex, you were sacred to Alex, only he was able to lay his eyes upon your beautiful being and explore your pleasure points, something he was very honored to have the opportunity to do. You didn't know it but he’s had multiple sleepless nights over you, nights that became hot and sweaty because his thoughts of you were so intense he just didn't know what to do with himself, the only thing that could help him was you. He would fantasize about you two all night, whenever he couldn't take it anymore and decided to handle it himself, he desperately but softly moaned your name in between his heavy breaths and slight whimpers while he touched himself, imagining what he would do to you if you somehow were to appear right then and there. Though Alex could fantasize all he wants, but when it came to real life all of the scenarios he imagined prior vanished from his head, which ended up leaving him to rely on nothing other than instincts and wanting to make you feel the best he could.

10 centimeters

For some reason you were still grabbing onto his collar, as you were looking back up from the shock of seeing where he strategically placed his knee, you noticed that he had hidden his neck chain under his shirt. One of your hands lets go of him and untucks the chain, letting the chain with the cross charm dangle, looking back up at him you find that his gaze was already admiring you the entire time you were examining how both of you were placed among each other. 

“Fine then…” He says in a mocking tone with a slight sigh

“I’ll stay..”

Four words. Four words and four syllables is all it took to come out of his mouth for you to want to give yourself up to him completely. His gaze wasn’t the same as when you two are together in public or doing normal activities, his eyes locked with yours had now become primal and you had his full attention.

5 centimeters

Desperation isn't the right word for what you’re feeling, desperation was just a fraction of the emotions you were experiencing. Nervousness, want, curiosity, this cocktail of feelings that surged through your body made your hands shake, then you started to feel a heartbeat somewhere that wasn't in your chest. Alex noticed your trembling, which immediately made him feel insane at seeing just how much power he had over you. At this point you had him so turned on that the only thing left was to finish what you had started. One minute you were normal, the next you were ready to obey his every command and fulfill his every desire until he was satisfied. He took his hands to grab your trembling palms, unlatching you from his shirt that you’d held onto for so long, which is what caused you to get into this mess in the first place. He took your hands and pinned your wrists down, one on each side of your head.

And just like that, you were completely his in that moment.

3 centimeters

As Alex takes the lead, you don't know what to do with this overflow of longing for him, he hasn't even kissed you on the lips yet and you were already a shaking nervous mess under him. As he lowered himself, you could feel his cold chain brush against your neck and chest, the sudden temperature change sent slight shivers throughout your skin. 

2 centimeters

You can feel his knee start to press up against you, all that you want at this moment is for him to relieve you of this intense build-up that’s making you completely lose your mind to the point where you can’t think about anything else but wanting him. You opened up your legs to him a little more so he could move a little closer and have more room, even slightly pushing yourself against his knee and ever so slightly moving your hips up and down to feel something, anything at this point. The friction you felt against him sent tingles throughout your limbs, you were ready to give him your all if that meant relieving this almost painful heat he caused you.

Alex loved how it felt to see you tremble beneath him, it made him feel dominant and he felt good himself knowing you wanted him and only him, the only thing on his consciousness was to meet with your warm, soft rosy lips. Your efforts of moving your hips against him didn't go unnoticed, if anything he could feel his face flare up, causing his cheeks to turn a vibrant shade of pink to match yours, and he could feel himself start to firm up seeing you so utterly desperate and needy for him.

1 centimeter

Each of you could feel the tension and aching for one another, the heavy breathing, and the room starting to become unbearably hot once your skin made contact with each other. You both begin to close your eyes and you feel his soft and warm lips finally make contact with yours, enough to make your heart stir and your sacred regions soaked. You feel a sweet release of dopamine throughout your veins, feeling a high where it felt as if you could physically feel the sparks between the two of you. Only this was just a spark that would eventually turn into a strong flame.

zero.

[lexloveade]

a few centimeters at a time (part 1 / ?)

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It was the definition of a perfect spring day, the weather outside was welcoming, the sun’s rays were playful, birds chirping, the whole nine. Or at least that’s all you could see from the apartment’s windows. You and Alex had just finished moving into your new apartment together in California, it was a miracle that you two landed your own quiet sanctuary within the lively cities. You two spent what felt like the longest week of your lives stocking dressers, filling closets, and trying your best to not break any tableware from the box marked “FRAGILE” written in thick red Sharpie ink in his handwriting. The both of you were tired and just wanted to take a break, though two boxes were sitting by the doorway labeled “Misc” you both had decided that it was a struggle for another day. The two of you decide to rest on the couch together to take a breather, his arm wrapped around you, his hand brushing against your shoulder. Breaking the silence, “I'm exhausted, but the place looks good doesn't it?” he says. His familiar voice was music to your ears, his tone bringing warmth and security, he was your serotonin. “Yeah I like it, glad we can just take a breather and do something else other than unpacking. It’s so draining.” you chime back. You adored his company, his presence, and he felt the same. You start to play around with his free hand, interlocking fingers and admiring the size difference between the two of you. Even the innocent gesture of his hands wrapped around yours made you feel sparks, his touch spoke his feelings and desires without needing to be said aloud.

Alex could tell whenever you started to get lost in space thinking about him, your eyes become lost in deep thought, your skin starts to kindle, and your cheeks begin to flush a delicate pink. He separates his fingers from yours, bringing his hand up to your face, brushing up against your soft skin. He was infatuated with every small detail about you, looking at your features he could feel himself start to ignite as well. He lightly brushed his thumb over your cheek, going over the small freckles sprinkled onto your skin, something people would only take note of if you let them get this close. He could feel that your skin was noticeably warm, he felt proud that he could have such a reaction out of you, you were melting for him right in his arms just from his gentle touch. “You mean so much to me, I hope you know that I really do love everything about you.” Alex says in a calm quiet voice as he starts to come closer to you. He leans in to give you a light kiss on your forehead, although you were expecting and maybe even hoping for his kiss to land somewhere else, nonetheless you can feel his love and devotion to you. Though it was nothing but an innocent peck, your mind started going elsewhere seeing him so close to you, and you end up leaving yourself flustered. Alex making you have trouble collecting yourself was something he was familiar with, but he would never know the true extent of what fireworks he set off in you felt like. Alex pulled away from his gentle display of affection, his lips formed a slight smirk and he let out a small laugh. “What? What is it??” you say slightly panicked and embarrassed, you don't know what he’s suddenly laughing about, ‘Is he laughing at me? Is there something on my face? Do I look funny?’ are some of your thoughts within the swarm of sudden reasons you could come up with for why he would react that way. “Is that not what you were anticipating? Or did you want me to kiss you somewhere else?” he taunts. He knew what he was doing, poking fun at you as if you couldn't just stand up and leave him hanging, but leaving his side was the last thing you wanted to do. He could read you easily, so it’s near impossible to hide anything from him. How you were feeling at that moment, to what you secretly desired was noticeable, and sometimes even obvious to him no matter how well concealed you thought it was. “Shut up, I did not..!!” you nervously reply back, trying your best to stand firm and make it seem as if he wasn't right.

“Alright then, guess I thought wrong.” he says as he starts to get up from where you two were sitting. “Wait!” you call out in a voice louder than you would've liked. Alex’s head swings back around with that stupid cocky look on his face, an expression that always annoys you because you know he’s right yet again and he just wanted to tease you. While still maintaining eye contact Alex starts to get up, trying to see how far he can go to see what you’ll do so you can make him stay. In an unexpected desperate adrenaline rush as you see him parting ways, you grab him by the collar of his shirt pulling him back down, but still keeping a small gap between you and him. As expected Alex is taken by surprise, this didn't seem like you at all, he’s usually the one to initiate anything between you both since he knew it was hard for you to act out your wants sometimes out of being reserved and simply putting it, too nervous. His eyes widened at the realization of what situation he was in now, but that didn't cause him to stumble.

Now just a mere 20 centimeters apart

“Don't leave… Stay..” you say, embarrassed about how forward and bold you had just gotten, then again this was new unexplored territory for you since you’d never taken the lead before.

“Please..?”

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