Michael didn't interpret the need for a condom as impermanent; it was too much a force of habit to grab one, and he did so now. He ripped the package open, fumbling a little bit in his eagerness. He maanged it, though, and kissed Alex, wriggling back into place.

His hand wrapped around Alex's cock, stroking a couple of times before easing the condom down onto it.

"Condom," he murmured, kissing him again.