Christopher
"Can I pet you?"
I ask and hold my breath. Leaning back I focus on Alec's slightly dazed face. His heart beats a fast tempo against my palm at his back.
"What?" Alec's hands flex on my shirt again. He lets out a short, forced laugh. "Pet what? I'm not a cat."
I really want to touch you." I slowly stroke my hand along his back again. His body acts on its own, leaning into my touch. "Can I ?"
"I'm not- I don't know-"
Taking one of Alec's hands, I gently spread his fingers out and press it firmly against my own chest. Alec's eyebrows raise and so does his pulse. "You can touch me, too, Alec."
"Ohmygod." Alec's eyes cutely widen. They flicker side to side and I can tell he's conflicted but interested. "What, um, when did the mood change like this?"
That's hard even for me to say. One minute I was proudly walking the halls with my mate and the next I was looking into his lighthearted eyes, smelling his sweet scent filtered through my borrowed clothes. His voice was soft and teasing, friendly like it used to be just before the last two days. And I wanted him.
I always want him. I could talk to him all day, stare at him all day, breathe in his scent and follow him everywhere. And touch him. I really want to touch him.
I lean my forehead against his, holding him steady. I let him feel my own heightened breathing, my own racing pulse. "If you can't tell, then give me a few minutes and see if I can get you caught up to my mood."
Alec's eyes flicker back and forth between mine. His body is giving me its own signals undetected by him. He has a sweet scent of arousal, heady and primal. Everywhere we touch, he unconsciously leans into, raising my temperature by the second. But I'm waiting for him to make his own decision.
Without moving, his eyes slowly slide down to hungrily size-up my lips. I don't know how much longer I can hold my breath and my patience. And then Alec says in a whispering voice, "Chris."
I surge forward to capture his lips with mine. Gently at first, pressing and molding mine to his. He lets out a small gasp at the contact but leans into the kiss. I catch his face with both of my hands, I can't get enough of his taste!
Alec's fingers slide up my chest before he wraps his arms around my neck. He follows my movements, meeting every touch, tracing my tongue with his.
An appreciative hum rumbles through my chest. Moving my hands to his waist, I lift Alec up until his knees are straddling my lip. I pull him tight against me. Releasing his lips, I move to place kisses at his cheek and down his neck. Alec rolls his head to the side and gives me more access.
Feeling encouraged, my hands start to roam. Slowly stroking from the back of his head and down the length of his spine through his tee shirt. I stop just before the waistband of his pants before following the same path.
Each time, Alec's body relaxes more and more into my touch. Until, he pulls himself back a little. "Wait, wait," His eyes are still closed and cheeks flushed. "Are you actually petting me?"
"Mm-hmm," I say against his neck. "And I can groom you, too." Sticking out my tongue, I slide it all the way up from the sweet warmth at the base of his neck until I flick over his earlobe.
"Ahhhh-mm" I hear Alec bit back a moan. His fingers clench in my hair as a shiver goes down his body. Loving his response, I trace my tongue up along the shell of his ear before lightly blowing on the sensitive skin.
"Shit!" He whispers.
Letting out my growl of agreement, I shift our bodies, rolling Alec beneath me onto the couch. Settling my weight on my knees between his thighs, I brace my arms on either side of his head.
"Hold- hold on!" Alec's arms shoot out and grab at my shoulders. I stop immediately. Alec closes his eyes and seems to be trying to gather himself.
"Did I do something you don't like? Or is this," I look down at him sprawled below me, "position not good?"
Alec's eyes shoot open wide. "No! I mean, it's good, it's all good." He takes a deep breath. "But, I'm a little nervous."
Breathing a little easier, I stroke some of the hair off of his forehead. We can stop now or whenever you like. I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to."
I might have gotten a little carried away. Alec is just so cute and hot, I forgot that I might be a little intimidating. I don't want to rush him because he's never dated a man before. Maybe I read too into his intuitive responses, he might not be fully wrapped around the thought of being with me.
Alec is shaking his head at me. "It's not that, I trust you."
Warmth spreads through my heart hearing the sincerity in his voice. "Then, is it because.. I'm a man? Is that still weird?"
"What? No! I already accepted, back when I realized that I cared about you, that I was attracted to you."
Damn, he's so cute. I really, really, want to kiss him now.
"Alec, it's okay. We can take our time." Alec is shaking his head before I finish talking though.
"Just listen, okay. I don't really want to say this, and I never thought I would have to come out and say it, but you're very good at this and I feel like I should warn you."
"Um, warn me about what?" Good at what?
"I'm," Alec takes a deep breath through his nose, "kind of bad with, like, physical stuff..."
Dumbstruck, I stare at the flushed, rumpled man in front of me. His lips slightly red form my kiss and who has a scent that, alone, can make me hard. Some sort of survival instinct had me hold back my laugh at the thought that we, my mate and me, would be bad in bed. "I'm sorry. What?"
"I mean, I haven't, like, dated all that much but that's what...I've...been told." Alec trails off. His face is braced for...what I don't know exactly. He looks as though he is holding his breath while I try to understand what he said.
"That's what you've been told? That you're bad at sex?"
Alec's face squnches up a little in discomfort but he nods. "It was mentioned. Both times."
So when he said that I was "very good" he really meant it...
"Alec," I question very calmly, "when was this mentioned exactly?"
"What do you mean?"
"Was it when you broke up?"
"Yeah, how'd you know that"
I shrug. "Then it's probably true."
For one brief moment Alec stays calm before lunging up to push at my shoulders. "Excuse me?" His hands continue to push uselessly at me while he tries to twist his body out from underneath me. "I wasn't asking for your opinion, I just thought to mention it. Which, I see now, was unnecessary."
Grabbing both his hands, I push them down above his head, pressing my chest against his to make him still. Bringing my face up very close to his, I make sure his spitting eyes are looking directly into mine.
"If I know you, Alec, then you were probably thinking about animals. Or work. Or both or something else all together."
Alec opens his mouth but I cut him off. "Which means," I press my lips to one sensitive ear, stretching his arms lighter, "that those girls were very boring." I end my point by squeezing his earlobe between my teeth and biting down until I hear him gasp.
"Hey!"
"But I," I make a small bite lower on his neck, sucking on it once to soothe the redness.
"Am very," I move lower on his body, loosening his grip on his wrists but he keeps his hands still, watching me now. Meeting his eyes, I drag his shirt up to under his chin, kissing his base chest.
"Very confident," I give one lick to an exposed nipple, his chest moving quickly under his sudden, increased heart rate.
"That I will," I trail my lips down his ribs.
"Will be able," Giving another small bite right under his navel before giving the mark a small lick
"To keep," I place one deliberate kiss above the waistband of his sweatpants, "your full attention."
Alec's body was wriggling and shifting. I could practically see him ready to jump out of his skin. I could feast off his arousal at this moment. At some point in my journey his hands moved to clutch at my arms, his fingers digging in hard to my skin.
"But," Alec's struggles with his breath, the fierceness of his eyes soothed away. "What if it's not good?"
Oh, baby, there's no chance in hell we won't feel good with each other. But the real concern in his expression stops me from voicing my thoughts casually.
"Alec, my feelings for you stem from a place much deeper than just physical attraction. But if there was something either one of us didn't like or wasn't feeling, then we'll figure it out together."
Slowly leaning forward, I place a gentle kiss on Alec's forehead. His hands flex and slide to wrap around me. Leaning my head on his, I ask, "You've trusted me this far, will you trust me enough to find out?"
Blood still rushes through my veins but I focus on Alec, waiting. After an eternity, I feel Alec give a small nod.
I move and fiercely claim his lips again, rejoicing in his instant response. His arms tangle around me. I deepen the kiss, sucking at his open lips. No hesitation now, I taste him deeply with my tongue.
One wonderful thing about Alec is that once he makes up his mind he really goes all in. His body temples in my arms, quickly losing himself to pleasure. Gripping one arm under his waist, I pull his spread body higher on my thighs. I was scared to be too forward but I want him to know how he affects me. A surprised moan escapes him when my full ridge is pressed against him through our pants.
Smiling against his lips, I press one more firm kiss there before pulling back slightly. Catching his gaze, I maintain eye contact and move lower, pressing a kiss against the center of his still bared chest. The pulse jumps and beats like crazy against my lips.
Moving lower and lower, I trace small patterns along his skin with my lips and tongue. I grip his hips, holding him still body starts to rub and press against me rhythmically. His head gets thrown back the further down I go.
Finally, I make my way back to the hindrance of his pants. My hands shift lower until I slip my thumbs under the waistband.
Hey, Alpha, we're having a meeting. Reed's obnoxious voice enters my mind but is easily ignored. All of my attention is on my mate.
I tug slightly and pull his pants down just a little. I trace over the exposed strip of skin, teasing Alec with small back and forth strokes.
Christopher! Your parents want to have a meeting about the lockdown, dude.
Not! Now! I growl back at Reed. Dismissing him again, I slide a few of my fingers underneath the stretchy sweatpants material. I know that Alec refused to borrow clean boxers and it's not hard to tell that he only has this thin fabric covering him.
I go to pull further and Alec bolts upright. It's so sudden that I am also forced to sit up, my instincts trying to detect if there was any danger. Alec's borrowed shirt falls, covering the sweet skin I was just exploring. His eyes are wide in his frozen face, looking at me with shock and...maybe anger?
"Alec, what is it? Did I do something wrong?"
Alec opens his mouth a couple of times with nothing coming out at first, his eyes furrowing.
"Reed's voice is in my head!"
A/N: Some thoughts I had while writing this:
I want to throw up.
Lord, have mercy, what am I writing?
I'm just not brave enough to Google "how do you write a moan in dialogue". *Googles it* Okay, no way am I writing that!
Mm-mm, no.
Just as I thought... trash.
Oh, god, no, no, no. No!
Now I need a synonym for "grind" because I am not writing "grind".
I don't want to post it!