Alex's hand flew to the hat to make sure it stayed on and he laughed breathlessly against Michael's mouth. He was no menace. Only trying to keep up with Michael and he knew that wasn't really possible. It was still fun to try. To get a little of his own back when Michael could all but wreck him with a look.
Or a touch. Or a kiss.
He made soft noises as Michael started to explore Alex's body with his mouth and he had to force himself not to grab for Michael's head and guide him down lower.
He'd said Michael could make him undone and, though the job was pretty much finished already, the torture on both of them for this slow exploration was too good to resist. But he couldn't quite keep his hands away and he ran his fingers through Michael's hair, nails scratching at his scalp.
"You could go lower," he said. That wasn't a demand. Just...a friendly suggestion.
Michael let his nose brush up against Alex's hip as he looked up at him from where he was, a teasing and sly smug grin on his lips. "Can I?" he echoed, reaching his hand lower so he can give Alex's cock a few touches, breathing out raggedly when even that is almost too much to bear.
No one, not in this universe or the next, had the ability to undo him the way Alex could.
"Say please, cowboy," he drawled. "Gimme a good 'yeehaw'," he insisted, knowing he was liable to get smacked for it, but he returned to kissing a path over Alex's hip as he made his way lower.
"Fuck you, Guerin," Alex said instead. He mentally filed the comment away. The saying always went that payback was best served cold, but in this case, it was best served hot. Just...delayed. Michael would have it coming when it was Alex's turn but by then he probably would have forgotten all about it. Of course, by then, Alex might have forgotten about it, too.
"I'd prefer to ride the cowboy, but you have a promise to keep first."
So Michael wasn't the only one who knew how to tease.
"Maybe later," he thrilled himself in getting to reply with a cheeky smirk, but Alex was right. Enough was enough with the teasing and he had a promise to keep. He moved a little lower, one last tender kiss pressed to the curve of Alex's hip before he let his eyes flick up to catch Alex's gaze one last time.
He wanted that eye contact as he wrapped his mouth around the head, not blinking or flinching, curling his tongue as he worked him slowly deeper down his throat, encouraged on by the heated look he gave Alex. His hands moved to clasp his hips tightly and he finally looked away, because he had work to do.
Alex moaned softly when Michael's lips slid over him. This, right here, when it was just him and Michael and everything else didn't matter, this was as close to perfection as he usually could get. He reached out and ran his fingers through Michael's hair and down across his cheek.
Love, that's what this feeling was. With no good reasoning, no understanding behind it, he was in love.
His breath hitched and his hips shifted incrementally, trying to get closer. Love and plenty of desire.
His breath caught like it always did, when Alex touched him so tenderly. With his mouth on Alex's cock, it creates a small hum and an exhale of breath, which was probably more teasing than he wanted, but he couldn't help it.
That was what Alex did to him. He drove Michael wild, and it didn't matter how deep he thrust, Michael was willing to work with all of it. His hands stayed on Alex's hips, holding him there, his mind playing images back of Alex in that hat, in nothing but that hat, and he thought about having that more than just right now.
He really and truly could see that every day and never get tired of it. Working his mouth faster, harder, with more pressure, he let that image drive him on.
Alex's hips jerked when Michael hummed around him and it was only the hands holding him down that kept him from thrusting into Michael's mouth. And maybe that was the biggest tease of all. He should have found some calm center that let him keep still while enjoying what Michael was doing to him, but there was something about Michael that seemed to drive him out of control.
He reached for Michael, grabbing his arm in some kind of effort to maintain control, but Michael seemed hell bent on getting him to come as hard and as fast as possible.
And so he obliged, curling his fingers in Michael's hair and letting himself fall into the pleasure of the orgasm Michael pulled from him.
Michael could have drifted off into a kind of bliss with Alex's fingers tangled in his hair, but when he came an because of Michael's mouth, his skill, and what he was doing, the smug satisfaction sat in a curl of a smirk on his lips as he worked to swallow, taking Alex even deeper, because he didn't want to lose a single drop.
Only when he was done did he ease back, breathless, and stare at Alex in that cowboy hat. "Yeehaw, cowboy," he deadpanned, biting his swollen lip as he surged up Alex's body to kiss him, tumbling that hat off because if he had to choose between kissing and protecting the hat, he knew which one he wanted.
Michael got his lip bitten for that particular comment even while Alex was chuckling softly. He doubted anyone knew just how much of a dork Michael Guerin could be. He kissed Michael hungrily, searching through his own taste to find Michael's. Only when he found it did he slide his fingers through Michael's hair and tug him as close as possible.
This was the way it should be. The way he wanted it to be in his secret heart of hearts. It was only everything else that was complicated.
"Oh, come on," he protested, seeing as he felt like he'd given an excellent performance, which means that he should be the one to get everything he wanted (as if he didn't already have that right here in his arms).
As if Alex was baiting him for more, he leaned in to kiss him harder, tangling his legs with Alex's and his hands in his hair to hold his face, only parting so he could take in a ragged breath. "What do you want to say instead?" he asked, voice low.
"I want to say," Alex said slowly, slipping a hand inside Michael's boxers and stroking him slowly, "that I think you should fuck me." He pulled his hand back, but only so he could shove Michael's shirt up and off of him.
Maybe this wasn't the best place to do this, but he wasn't exactly in the mood to move.
Michael inhaled sharply and when he exhaled, the sound hitched in his throat, like it had been lodged there. From where he was, it was a little complicated to start shoving his clothes off, but he managed, hauling ass to match Alex's level of undress.
He wanted so badly to just use his powers to get what he needed, but before he stripped off his boxers, he got out of the bed of the truck to yank the supplies out of the glove compartment, shoving them over Alex's shoulder as he vaulted back into the truck. "I could hear you say that for years and never get tired of it."
Alex's lips spread into a wide grin at how eager Michael became. It was good for his ego. And then his heart stuttered. For years. If only. There was something about their life that was so complicated and it always seemed more like weeks than years or even months. But he'd take this and everything else that he could get and be pleased until things got screwed up.
"Well, I'll be satisfied with right now. Or maybe five minutes from now, I'll give you that."
He leaned back, an arm behind his head, and watched Michael scramble.
Michael bit back a curse under his breath about how stupidly attractive Alex was being right now, putting everything on the truck bed to stand on top of him, holding his eyes as he yanked all the buttons off his shirt, taking his time as his mouth hung open, jeans being shoved down.
With the shirt gone, he took a long moment to stare at Alex, nodding to the lube. "I wanna watch," he insisted. "You gonna get me ready? I'll help with you, but I want your hand on me, cowboy."
"My hand?" Alex teased, wrapping his hand around Michael. He glanced up at Michael and then darted in, taking Michael into his mouth briefly, pulling him in just as far as he could and then pulling away with a loud slurp. "Just had to taste, first."
It was only then that he grabbed the lube, threw a little onto his hand, and started stroking it onto Michael.
He was half tempted to pull Michael down and just start kissing him again.
Michael let out a pained sound when Alex got his mouth on him, rife with shock, like he couldn't believe what just happened. "You feel free to have as many tastes as you want," he got out, even though it felt croaky and a little wary to his ears.
Panting as hard as ever, he made sure he wasn't going to collapse against the truck-bed, grabbing Alex's shoulder for leverage as he felt the desert air beginning to chill him. "Gonna fuck you," he told him, "and then we're curling up in the backseat in blankets and we're making out until we warm up."
And yeah, after that little statement, Alex couldn't help it. He continued stroking Michael and leaned in and kissed him. He almost wished he hadn't been so adamant about the blow job or maybe he was just lamenting that they never seemed to have the time to have anything but this. Stolen moments in the back of Guerin's truck. Brief stolen moments. Sometimes he just wanted the time to explore.
But there wasn't any use in regretting what they didn't have and instead he needed to focus on what they did have.
He pulled away from Michael's mouth regretfully and now his own voice was a bit hoarse. "How do you want me?"
The sound he made when Alex kissed him was a needy thing, pulled from his chest, and he abandoned the side of the truck to cup Alex's face with both hands, even if the pressure from his left is nowhere near where it should be. He buried his fingers in those perfect strands of hair and kissed Alex deeper, almost forgetting the real goal here.
At least, he forgot until Alex asked him that, his voice as sexy as he'd ever heard it. "I wanna look at you," he said softly, his eyes half-focused, but only looking at Alex. "Is that okay?" he tried to quell his stammering heartbeat, not wanting it to ruin anything.
Alex licked his lips and nodded. “Just give me a minute first.” He pushed Michael off of him and then started working on his prosthetic. It was fine when they were doing what they’d been doing, but if he was going to be athletic about this, he didn’t want to accidentally hit Michael in the face or anything. He’d been doing this for a few months, now, so it didn’t take him long to get it off.
“Better,” he said, pulling Michael back in. He’d gotten over any embarrassment he might have felt about taking it off in front of Michael. He didn’t make it an issue except in how they did things.
Michael nodded, easing back to let Alex have as much room as he could possibly need. There was a tentative look on his face, but only because he wanted to make sure that Alex was ready for this, and he didn't give a shit about the prosthetic or the injury.
He'd been wearing a scar now for over a decade, mangled and ruined. Alex didn't seem to care about it, so Michael didn't care about this.
He grinned as he leaned in again, covering Alex's body with his own to kiss him again, full of eagerness and determination, peppering kisses over his body as he let his excitement ramp up. He fumbled for the lube and managed to slick himself up, even it was definitely sloppy. "You okay with me preparing you?"
Alex's hand slid into Michael's hair, kissing him with all the passion they always seemed to have together. All the control he'd built up in the years he was away seemed to shatter when he was with Michael and he was just that scared kid again who'd fallen in love and wanted the world.
"More than fine," he murmured, relaxing his grip enough that Michael could move when he was so inclined, but not really stopping the kiss.
As far as he was concerned, the entire world began and ended here and they had all the time in the world.
Michael let out a choked sound when Alex kissed him, like he was still somehow able to reach deep inside of him and pull these desires out of him that he thought that he'd buried. God, how was Alex so good at that? He moaned into the kiss, deepening it when Alex thought he could get away from him, frantically getting his fingers coated.
He was usually a lot more composed than this with sex, but honestly, Alex had a habit of tipping him over the edge into being frantic and feeling outside of himself and he loved it. "You always feel so good," he praised as he worked two fingers slowly inside of Alex.
Alex chuckled softly and wrapped a tight hand in Michael’s hair. He shifted a little so Michael would have better access, but he was too busy sucking at a spot on Michael’s neck to worry about getting any more athletic than that. He’d wait until Michael was done prepping him.
“You taste good, so I think we’re even,” he murmured against Michael’s skin. He bit down and sucked hard enough to leave a mark.
Maybe a part of him wanted this encounter to last longer than just the day.
Maybe it was the alien in him, but he wasn't planning to say that out loud, because it would be really weird and he didn't want to ruin things so quickly.
"Fuck," he gasped when Alex started to suck hard enough to give him a mark, but his eyes glazed over and he moved his fingers deeper, twisting and then sliding a third in. "Harder," he encouraged, voice hoarse, because he's on board with what Alex was doing, but he wanted it to be visible for everyone, so he could boast about it and show it off with pride.
It wasn’t hard to give in to Michael’s request, not when the additional finger had him groaning and scrabbling for more. Alex knew what he’d meant. A darker mark. But he still bit down harder because god if the thought of Michael walking around out there looking like he actually belonged to someone wasn’t equal parts arousing and terrifying.
“Only if you return the favor,” he whispered before the terrifying got to be too much. He might get in trouble at work if his commander was having a bad day, but he’d been pretty good about keeping the marks in hidden places. One LOC wasn’t going to kill him. Especially if he was on his way out the door.
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Date: 2019-03-23 01:43 am (UTC)Or a touch. Or a kiss.
He made soft noises as Michael started to explore Alex's body with his mouth and he had to force himself not to grab for Michael's head and guide him down lower.
He'd said Michael could make him undone and, though the job was pretty much finished already, the torture on both of them for this slow exploration was too good to resist. But he couldn't quite keep his hands away and he ran his fingers through Michael's hair, nails scratching at his scalp.
"You could go lower," he said. That wasn't a demand. Just...a friendly suggestion.
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Date: 2019-03-23 02:02 am (UTC)No one, not in this universe or the next, had the ability to undo him the way Alex could.
"Say please, cowboy," he drawled. "Gimme a good 'yeehaw'," he insisted, knowing he was liable to get smacked for it, but he returned to kissing a path over Alex's hip as he made his way lower.
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Date: 2019-03-23 02:53 am (UTC)"I'd prefer to ride the cowboy, but you have a promise to keep first."
So Michael wasn't the only one who knew how to tease.
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Date: 2019-03-23 03:10 am (UTC)He wanted that eye contact as he wrapped his mouth around the head, not blinking or flinching, curling his tongue as he worked him slowly deeper down his throat, encouraged on by the heated look he gave Alex. His hands moved to clasp his hips tightly and he finally looked away, because he had work to do.
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Date: 2019-03-24 01:37 am (UTC)Love, that's what this feeling was. With no good reasoning, no understanding behind it, he was in love.
His breath hitched and his hips shifted incrementally, trying to get closer. Love and plenty of desire.
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Date: 2019-03-24 02:10 am (UTC)That was what Alex did to him. He drove Michael wild, and it didn't matter how deep he thrust, Michael was willing to work with all of it. His hands stayed on Alex's hips, holding him there, his mind playing images back of Alex in that hat, in nothing but that hat, and he thought about having that more than just right now.
He really and truly could see that every day and never get tired of it. Working his mouth faster, harder, with more pressure, he let that image drive him on.
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Date: 2019-03-26 04:03 am (UTC)He reached for Michael, grabbing his arm in some kind of effort to maintain control, but Michael seemed hell bent on getting him to come as hard and as fast as possible.
And so he obliged, curling his fingers in Michael's hair and letting himself fall into the pleasure of the orgasm Michael pulled from him.
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Date: 2019-03-26 10:40 am (UTC)Only when he was done did he ease back, breathless, and stare at Alex in that cowboy hat. "Yeehaw, cowboy," he deadpanned, biting his swollen lip as he surged up Alex's body to kiss him, tumbling that hat off because if he had to choose between kissing and protecting the hat, he knew which one he wanted.
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Date: 2019-03-29 12:27 pm (UTC)This was the way it should be. The way he wanted it to be in his secret heart of hearts. It was only everything else that was complicated.
"Still not saying it," he murmured.
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Date: 2019-03-29 08:49 pm (UTC)As if Alex was baiting him for more, he leaned in to kiss him harder, tangling his legs with Alex's and his hands in his hair to hold his face, only parting so he could take in a ragged breath. "What do you want to say instead?" he asked, voice low.
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Date: 2019-04-01 10:23 pm (UTC)Maybe this wasn't the best place to do this, but he wasn't exactly in the mood to move.
"Better than what you want me to say?"
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Date: 2019-04-01 11:44 pm (UTC)He wanted so badly to just use his powers to get what he needed, but before he stripped off his boxers, he got out of the bed of the truck to yank the supplies out of the glove compartment, shoving them over Alex's shoulder as he vaulted back into the truck. "I could hear you say that for years and never get tired of it."
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Date: 2019-04-04 05:35 am (UTC)"Well, I'll be satisfied with right now. Or maybe five minutes from now, I'll give you that."
He leaned back, an arm behind his head, and watched Michael scramble.
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Date: 2019-04-04 07:02 pm (UTC)With the shirt gone, he took a long moment to stare at Alex, nodding to the lube. "I wanna watch," he insisted. "You gonna get me ready? I'll help with you, but I want your hand on me, cowboy."
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Date: 2019-04-06 01:13 am (UTC)It was only then that he grabbed the lube, threw a little onto his hand, and started stroking it onto Michael.
He was half tempted to pull Michael down and just start kissing him again.
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Date: 2019-04-06 06:53 am (UTC)Panting as hard as ever, he made sure he wasn't going to collapse against the truck-bed, grabbing Alex's shoulder for leverage as he felt the desert air beginning to chill him. "Gonna fuck you," he told him, "and then we're curling up in the backseat in blankets and we're making out until we warm up."
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Date: 2019-04-18 02:08 pm (UTC)But there wasn't any use in regretting what they didn't have and instead he needed to focus on what they did have.
He pulled away from Michael's mouth regretfully and now his own voice was a bit hoarse. "How do you want me?"
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Date: 2019-04-19 06:49 pm (UTC)At least, he forgot until Alex asked him that, his voice as sexy as he'd ever heard it. "I wanna look at you," he said softly, his eyes half-focused, but only looking at Alex. "Is that okay?" he tried to quell his stammering heartbeat, not wanting it to ruin anything.
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Date: 2019-04-23 08:17 pm (UTC)“Better,” he said, pulling Michael back in. He’d gotten over any embarrassment he might have felt about taking it off in front of Michael. He didn’t make it an issue except in how they did things.
This? This Alex could definitely do.
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Date: 2019-04-23 09:14 pm (UTC)He'd been wearing a scar now for over a decade, mangled and ruined. Alex didn't seem to care about it, so Michael didn't care about this.
He grinned as he leaned in again, covering Alex's body with his own to kiss him again, full of eagerness and determination, peppering kisses over his body as he let his excitement ramp up. He fumbled for the lube and managed to slick himself up, even it was definitely sloppy. "You okay with me preparing you?"
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Date: 2019-04-24 06:44 pm (UTC)"More than fine," he murmured, relaxing his grip enough that Michael could move when he was so inclined, but not really stopping the kiss.
As far as he was concerned, the entire world began and ended here and they had all the time in the world.
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Date: 2019-04-25 01:44 am (UTC)He was usually a lot more composed than this with sex, but honestly, Alex had a habit of tipping him over the edge into being frantic and feeling outside of himself and he loved it. "You always feel so good," he praised as he worked two fingers slowly inside of Alex.
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Date: 2019-04-26 02:35 pm (UTC)“You taste good, so I think we’re even,” he murmured against Michael’s skin. He bit down and sucked hard enough to leave a mark.
Maybe a part of him wanted this encounter to last longer than just the day.
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Date: 2019-04-28 01:18 am (UTC)"Fuck," he gasped when Alex started to suck hard enough to give him a mark, but his eyes glazed over and he moved his fingers deeper, twisting and then sliding a third in. "Harder," he encouraged, voice hoarse, because he's on board with what Alex was doing, but he wanted it to be visible for everyone, so he could boast about it and show it off with pride.
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Date: 2019-05-02 02:44 am (UTC)“Only if you return the favor,” he whispered before the terrifying got to be too much. He might get in trouble at work if his commander was having a bad day, but he’d been pretty good about keeping the marks in hidden places. One LOC wasn’t going to kill him. Especially if he was on his way out the door.
He bit again and this time sucked on the mark.
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