[CHRIS]

"Stop," I muttered, earning a laugh from Alexander. I looked away from my book, smiling down at him. He was laying on our bed but had his head rested on my lap, and a book of his own laying on his chest. He probably put it down to entertain my plea, and maybe laugh at me a little bit. Who knows. 

"What if I refused?" Alex said with a cheeky smile, moving his head again, and making me groan as he chuckled. I dropped my book by my side, before making to run a hand through Alex's mane like brown hair. He hummed in content, closing his eyes as I rubbed my thumb against his cheek.

"When are you going to put on some clothes?" I asked. Alex was in fact naked underneath the covers. We'd gotten out of the shower an hour or so ago, and I'd hopped into a loose shirt and shorts, while Alex had just dried himself off before retreating under the covers.

"When I want," he muttered, opening his eyes a bit, and I got to look at those big brown eyes of his. I chuckled a bit, smiling as I just continued to run my hand through his hair.

It was late evening on a Saturday. Paul had gone out to watch Travis play. My sister had followed him, tagging along. You can say she was getting rather attached to Paul, she'd taken a liking to him. With the absences of my sister Alex was in a good mood, and it made me happy. After a while, I put my book away, bending a bit so that I could kiss Alex's forehead. He hummed, smiling up at me when I pulled away. My hair wasn't in its usual ponytail, so it rested on my oval face.

When I was about to pull away, Alex pulled me in, making me chuckle against his full lips. We kissed in the uncomfortable position until Alex pulled away to sit up straight before crawling into my laps. I held him close, making sure to do the paced slow kisses he liked. He hummed against my lips as expected, pulling away to cock his head to the side.

"I love you so much," he muttered with a smile, his brown doe eyes staring into my light green ones. I smiled back at him, repeating his words before leaning in to kiss him. He said that a lot more often now — three or so times a week. I wasn't too sure why, but I think it had something with him having to remind himself of it — I don't know, don't quote me on this. Even I didn't understand Alex fully. He was a mystery, and yet not a mystery at the same time.

And that's precisely why you have to walk on eggshells. I found myself frowning at the thought, upset that Paul's words seemed to be slipping into my own subconscious mind. It was frustrating, but I tended to overthink things, so I didn't think it was going away soon.

I groaned, feeling pressure between my legs when Alex started to move. "What are you doing?" I laughed, watching him wiggle on top of me. He chuckled, throwing his hands over my shoulders with a small shrug. He was smiling — I was happy that he seemed amused, they'd been a rather nasty frown on his face for the past few days due to my sister's presence.

"You're thinking again, about what?" Alex asked, making me smile at him.

"You — having to be careful with you," I muttered. I'd never been compelled to lie to Alex, and Alex had never been compelled to lie to me. I valued directness — he valued directness. It made things easier for us, more comfortable.

"Oh," he muttered, frowning a bit. He looked a little shocked.

"Can you expand on that?" he asked, making me nod.

"I don't know how to explain it really. I think I'm just worried I'm going to upset you," I said, smiling up at him. He cocked his head to the side as if thinking before he reached out to run a hand through my hair.

"You make me happy. Don't dwell on the possibility of you doing that," he said, smiling at me as he ran a thumb across my lips.

I smiled, watching him pull away before hugging me to himself. I wasn't very sure how to make him understand that it was more than a feeling of messing up. Sometimes I felt like I wasn't enough for him, that he'll leave me for some willing victim of some sort. I wasn't conventionally attractive, I was just lucky enough to match his pace and compliment his behavior.

"It's quite amusing to sit on you and have you rock hard, quite the feeling," Alex laughed, adjusting his sitting position on me.

"I think you're very attractive," I laughed. "I don't even have to say it with words."

Alex laughed. Leaving my lap to sit on the bed beside me. "I am, aren't I?" he laughed before looking towards the clock by the door. "When will they be back?" he asked, making me shrug.

"I'm not quite sure." I watched Alex sigh as he got up, refusing to cover his nakedness as he made his way to the door. I watched his dimple butt as he walked, smiling a bit as he locked the door.

"I guess we'll just do with guessing," he laughed, getting on the bed before crawling over to me. He took my face in my hands, kissing me before pulling away.

"Are you up for it?" he asked, making me laugh a bit.

"I'm always up for it," I chuckled, pulling Alex back into my lap as he laughed.

Sex with Alex was pleasing yet strange. There were things we could do, and things that were completely off limits. Like every other thing in life, Alex perceived it as a sort of power play.

We kissed each other in the neat timely fashion that Alex loved. I pulled away from him, taking off my shirt before pulling him closer to me so that I could kiss him more deeply. I pulled away again, taking the time to take off my shorts before laying on the bed and pulling him down with him. We hugged, staying like that for a bit — just naked bodies on rumpled purple bed sheets. It didn't take too long for us to start touching and kissing each other intimately, and soon I'd gotten on top of Alex, kissing him softly as I ran my hand over his smooth skin. His eyelids were droopy, and he had that small tranquil smile of his plastered across his lips as a sign that he was enjoying it.

he gasped a little bit when I pulled his legs apart, holding him by the waist before raising his hips and dipping down. He moaned again when my tongue met his entrance, squirming against me as I kissed, licked, and dipped my tongue into him.

Alex loved this — he preferred it to fingers, and I did too. 

It was something we could both agree on, thankfully.

Through kisses, moans, and touches we talked, laughed, and loved each other. We laid in bed together afterward, both half asleep and awake in the dimly lit room.

"Are you going to be away tomorrow?" I asked, watching Alex open his eyes before nodding. Alex had a lab project due, and he'd been assigned a partner. Usually, he would complain that his partners were useless people, and he'd wonder how they got admitted into the sciences before going on about how they'd never make it to medical school with their incompetence, but he seemed to get along with this person — odd, seeing as he rarely got along with anyone. It was kind of a miracle Sky befriended him if I thought about it, but now she was in a whole different state, and in her second year in college for architecture. Speaking of Sky, I should probably call her up and ask her how she was.

"Oh, that's too bad," I said in response to Alex. I had a day off from work tomorrow, and it was quite sad that I wouldn't be able to hang around with him.

"Don't worry, you'll be on my mind as I sort out my lab assignment," he laughed, making me smile a bit. I was used to Alex hanging around other people — though, he didn't engage with them on a sexual level anymore since he told me he loved me, but it still unnerved me a bit.

Eventually, we slept off on the bed together, cuddling each other until late in the evening when my sister was back with Paul and Travis.