Michael reached both hands up in the air, like he needed to prove, "Look Ma, no touching," he called back to Alex, even though he definitely had unbuttoned his jeans and the band of his boxers were peeking out. He was pinned against the cab of his truck, definitely tipsy, but with his head lolled to the side, he had a real nice view of Alex approaching.
"It's not a bad feature," he called over to Alex, while he was getting out of his car. "Definitely one of your best," he guaranteed, hand sneaking lower now that Alex was here.
Alex all but vaulted over to and up on the truck. His eyes narrowed when he saw where Michael's hand was going and he grabbed it before it could go anywhere he wanted his to go. He let go after squeezing Michael's wrist and then tugged his shirt off, tossing it in the corner of the truth.
"You can feel free to appreciate it." Then came the shoes and socks. "After you hand over the hat."
Michael grinned at Alex as he let him take hold of his hand, reaching over for the hat with a waggle of his brows, tipping it back and forth before he set it on top of Alex's head when he was sure the shirt wasn't going back on.
"I'm getting much closer to appreciating," he guaranteed. "You got a few things in the way before I can do that, though," he pointed out. He was already starting to get ramped up, his energy brimming. "My mouth's looking forward to some appreciating."
He leaned in and kissed Michael first, nibbling a little on his lower lip. "You don't get to argue about my timing." He reached for his jeans, working on undoing the button and fly. "Not when I had to practically steal the car to get out here." He definitely owed Liz and he had no idea how he was going to explain why he'd needed to use it.
He shoved the jeans and boxers both off and then went in for another kiss, deeper this time.
Oh, good, so they were going to get in trouble. Michael tried really hard not to find that exciting, but the look on his face probably wasn't helping his case because he felt like he was finally getting to live a little.
He captured Alex's cheek with a hand, coaxing him deeper, wrapping his leg around him to dig his heel in and pull him in. "I made you a promise," he said breathlessly, even if he didn't want to let go. "You gonna let me keep it?"
"Your mouth or nothing," Alex answered through a suddenly dry mouth. "I remember. And me in nothing but your hat. I've kept that end of the deal. Where do you want me?" With Michael doing most of the work, it was only fair to let him decide where he was going to do the work from. As long as he decided immediately and didn't draw it out.
Otherwise, Alex was going to have to take things into his own hands and he'd start with undressing Michael.
Honestly, Michael wanted to look at Alex like that for a moment, a year, forever, but his gaze roaming over Alex could only last so long before he frantically reached down to unbuckle and get his things off, grabbing Alex by the shoulder to get him pinned to the sleeping bag and blankets in the back of the truck that had never really migrated elsewhere.
"Down," he insisted. "Right here. You want me naked too? Wasn't part of the deal," he said, though he could be convinced to add it in.
Alex let Michael manhandle him into place and he considered Alex's suggestion. He wanted to say yes, but he had a flash of an image he felt he had to share. "Me naked and you still fully dressed while you make me come undone."
He pulled Michael in so he could kiss him and show just how much he liked that idea.
"You can wait to take them off until you fuck me."
Michael exhaled as a mighty powerful need wrecked him, right through him, and the only thing he could do was grab Alex by the bare shoulders to tumble him to the truck bed, trying to keep the hat in place and make things gentle.
"Oh, just that?" He was keeping his voice light and casual, but fuck, his cock was already so hard. "You're a menace," he mumbled, but deepened the kiss, wrapping a hand around Alex's neck to dig his fingers in, kissing him harder as he started to slowly kiss his way down his body, spending plenty of time around his neck, then giving a lot of equal love and attention to each nipple.
If you gave Michael the choice, he would probably take at least another hour to get to Alex's hips, but fuck me echoed in his head.
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.
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Date: 2019-03-20 02:05 am (UTC)[Cue a very loud honk from the car.]
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Date: 2019-03-20 02:44 am (UTC)"It's not a bad feature," he called over to Alex, while he was getting out of his car. "Definitely one of your best," he guaranteed, hand sneaking lower now that Alex was here.
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Date: 2019-03-20 05:40 am (UTC)"You can feel free to appreciate it." Then came the shoes and socks. "After you hand over the hat."
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Date: 2019-03-20 09:15 am (UTC)"I'm getting much closer to appreciating," he guaranteed. "You got a few things in the way before I can do that, though," he pointed out. He was already starting to get ramped up, his energy brimming. "My mouth's looking forward to some appreciating."
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Date: 2019-03-20 11:22 am (UTC)He shoved the jeans and boxers both off and then went in for another kiss, deeper this time.
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Date: 2019-03-20 05:26 pm (UTC)He captured Alex's cheek with a hand, coaxing him deeper, wrapping his leg around him to dig his heel in and pull him in. "I made you a promise," he said breathlessly, even if he didn't want to let go. "You gonna let me keep it?"
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Date: 2019-03-21 08:01 am (UTC)Otherwise, Alex was going to have to take things into his own hands and he'd start with undressing Michael.
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Date: 2019-03-21 10:43 am (UTC)"Down," he insisted. "Right here. You want me naked too? Wasn't part of the deal," he said, though he could be convinced to add it in.
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Date: 2019-03-22 01:55 am (UTC)He pulled Michael in so he could kiss him and show just how much he liked that idea.
"You can wait to take them off until you fuck me."
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Date: 2019-03-22 02:17 am (UTC)"Oh, just that?" He was keeping his voice light and casual, but fuck, his cock was already so hard. "You're a menace," he mumbled, but deepened the kiss, wrapping a hand around Alex's neck to dig his fingers in, kissing him harder as he started to slowly kiss his way down his body, spending plenty of time around his neck, then giving a lot of equal love and attention to each nipple.
If you gave Michael the choice, he would probably take at least another hour to get to Alex's hips, but fuck me echoed in his head.
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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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