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.
Michael let out a ragged cry when Alex did exactly what he wanted, his mind clouding over with a haze of lust and it took him a second to hear what Alex was saying. "How much?" he asked, sliding his fingers in a little faster, because he was having really nice fantasies now of fucking Alex so hard that he wouldn't be able to sit down.
Fuck, yeah. He grabbed at Alex's hair with his free hand as he finished up, feeling sloppy for it, but ready. "Ready?" he asked, eyes wide and hopeful.
"How much?" Alex repeated, completely not understanding the question. Did he mean how much Alex wanted? How hard Michael could bite? With the way his fingers had felt until he pulled them out and the way that his hand in Alex's hair did feel, there was really only one answer to any meaning that question might have.
"Everything," he demanded, pulling Michael closer. "Everything is how much." He bit Michael's lip and wrapped a hand around his hip.
Michael was breathless as soon as Alex demanded everything, which Michael would willingly and physically give him, if he could. Honestly, as it stood, he would get down on his knees and beg for just the chance to fuck Alex, but luckily he didn't have to do that. He grips his hair a little harder, his knee with the other hand to gently nudge it aside.
"Okay," he said, his eyes meeting Alex's, and he knew that it was too much to say something like 'I love you', but he also had the feeling that the look on his face was saying it for him. With a slow push in, he took his time to adjust, not wanting to rush any of this. "That it. Yeah, come on."
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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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Date: 2019-05-06 10:19 pm (UTC)Fuck, yeah. He grabbed at Alex's hair with his free hand as he finished up, feeling sloppy for it, but ready. "Ready?" he asked, eyes wide and hopeful.
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Date: 2019-05-16 12:50 am (UTC)"Everything," he demanded, pulling Michael closer. "Everything is how much." He bit Michael's lip and wrapped a hand around his hip.
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Date: 2019-05-17 01:41 am (UTC)"Okay," he said, his eyes meeting Alex's, and he knew that it was too much to say something like 'I love you', but he also had the feeling that the look on his face was saying it for him. With a slow push in, he took his time to adjust, not wanting to rush any of this. "That it. Yeah, come on."