Alex and Michael had made up for lost time for those few weeks when life felt it was on hold before his father implanted doubts in him. So he knew what it was like to have Michael's mouth everywhere on his body, knew what it was like to be so full of Michael that he wanted to cry out and still needed more. But in all their adventures, nothing felt quite as erotic as this and Michael hadn't even gone below the belt yet.
He could have encouraged Michael to keep moving his lips down, could have rubbed up against him until they were both beyond thinking, could have flipped him over and showed him just how hot and bothered he was getting.
Instead, he pushed Michael up just enough that he could grab for the bottom of his shirt and pull it up and off of him. He hooked his leg around Michael's hip and twisted them, gasping a little at the friction as he settled back into position.
He studied Michael for a minute, taking in all the ways he looked happy at the moment, and then pressed his lips to Michael's jaw, drawing them across the skin until the stubble made his lips tingle.
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He could have encouraged Michael to keep moving his lips down, could have rubbed up against him until they were both beyond thinking, could have flipped him over and showed him just how hot and bothered he was getting.
Instead, he pushed Michael up just enough that he could grab for the bottom of his shirt and pull it up and off of him. He hooked his leg around Michael's hip and twisted them, gasping a little at the friction as he settled back into position.
He studied Michael for a minute, taking in all the ways he looked happy at the moment, and then pressed his lips to Michael's jaw, drawing them across the skin until the stubble made his lips tingle.