What We Didn't Do

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"Mmm, sorry," Alex whispred as he straightened himself up.

"Don't worry."

"I didn't mean to - "

"It's ok, I don't mind."

His hair was slightly ruffled from where he'd curled up on me. I watched as he blinked the tiredness from his eyes.

"How long have - "

"About an hour or so."

"Sorry for crying."

"It's ok, I'm not that hungry."

He laughed a little at this.

"Do you want me to stay?" I asked, looking at the time. 1:30 am.

"Would you mind?"

"No."

I stood up and let him walk to the bedroom, me following like a little puppy. I was suddenly all pumped up, my heart beating at the thought that we'd be together in bed, kind of naked...again.

There was a plastic bag on the bed, tags hanging from it.

"You rented too, huh?"

"Yeah, I forgot about it till the last minute," he admitted, looking at his shoes.

An old memory came forward and I moved towards him, my fingers starting to unbutton his tux jacket, "You don't mind do you?"

He looked up smiling timidly.

"It's just," I slipped the jacket from his shoulders. "I know that when you feel rough its nice to have someone take care of you like this."

Next, his bow tie was yanked lose. I was impressed to see that it was a real one and not one of those fake ones that you get attached to elastic.

"You have experiance?" he asked.

"My dad went to this party, the whole family invited," I unfastened the cummerbund (stupid fucking thing) and began to work on his shirt...did I mention I was getting hard? Anyway, "I hated it, everyone staring at the AID's kid thinking I was gunna pounce or something. When I got home, I went up to my room and pouted for like an hour. Pip came up and told me to stand then started getting me out of my suit. It was nice having him take care of me."

At this point my fingers were shaking.

Fuck.

Going around him, I took the shirt off from his shoulders, exposing skin.

He had good skin.

Very good skin.

It was all soft as my knuckles brushed his arms.

Fuck.

I came back round, glad for the darkness to hide my pants, "I think...you can handle your pants, right?"

"Yeah, I think so," Alex laughed a little before tugging off his shoes.

I started on my own tux, dumping the jacket and shirt on a small armchair. I glanced across and saw him in his boxers, his skin prickling from the cold night air.

"Y'know what?" I gulped, picking up the clothes I'd disgarded, "I'm gunna sleep on the couch."

"You don't have to."

"I really do."

"No, please stay."

He kissed me, fingers lacing their way into my hair. I started to hurt with the strain.

"I need to sleep on the couch," I whispered, my voice lost somewhere down his throat.

"Rafe-"

"I don't want to hurt you."

"And I don't want to be alone. You...please. I'll say no if I have to."

His eyes were all shiny, the dark brown depths asking me desperately.

"Ok."

He left me to finish undressing, climbing into bed. I'd hoped he wouldn't watch my hard-on pop out but there wasn't much chance of him missing the damned thing.

I hate being sexually frustrated...it's so fucking obvious.

Taking one deep, deep, deep breath I slid under the covers, careful to try and cover - I think I've given you enough of a description to let you know what - and looked at his profile, the soft lines of his face enhanced by moonlight (don't start going sappy on me reader, stay with it).

Some kind of courage built up in me (along with a whole load of other tension)(yeah, I talk bout my dick too much, don't I?) and I turned to the side, resting my hand on his chest. He kissed me again.

I couldn't help but deepen it, allowing my hands to roam. His long fingers were in my hair again, pulling me closer. I felt the rim of his boxers and he held his breath, tensing under me.

"It's ok," I pulled away. "I'll stop."

"Rafe I - "

"It's ok."

We were quiet for a moment, my skin desperate to feel his smooth-ness. I bit my lip before speaking, "What relaxes you?"

"Huh?"

I sighed, "Y'know, when you had your first time or, I don't know, your first time with Jack you must have been nervous? So what did he do to calm you down?"

Alex still looked puzzled.

"Like with me," I flattened myself a little, pushing the hair from my neck. "If you kiss just there," I traced the line of my neck with a finger "Well...you can have me any way you want, sweetheart."

He smiled a little, "I don't really know."

"Ok. Turn over."

He did as I asked and with careful fingers I began tracing the lines of muscle from the top of his neck the the middle of his back. Then, carefully, lips replaced touch and I kissed his skin softly, following the lines my fingers had previously wandered.

Alex instantly relaxed, breaths coming heavy from his chest.

Now, do not get my intentions wrong for I know what you out there are thinking. But this was not my attempt to fuck his pretty little brains out. True, it was hot as Hell and if I wasn't hard before I definately was at this point but it was a sensual pleasure that didn't need the afterburn of sex.

So, I was moving down his back, my hand making circles around his sides. His face was sinking into his pillow, little moans issuing from him. I reached his lower back, kissing it gently, as gently as I could, before letting my tongue briefly escape to taste.

"There," he whispered.

With a thump in my heart I kissed his back again, paying special attention to the lower portion, the slight concave of spine just above the hips. I desperately wanted to grab his ass, play circles around the insides of his thighs, but I kept restrained, focusing attention on his soft back.

Satisfied with his calmness of breath, his easing muscles I retunred to his neck, placing a sweet kiss by his ear.

"Thank you."

"No hardship, I assure you," I replied, my voice a little hoarse.

He turned onto his back and looked up at me, a quiet smile on his lips.

"You should sleep," I whispered, kissing his forehead. "You look tired."

Nodding, Alex shuffled forward and placed himself in my arms, his eyes resting.

Affection will never be my strong point. I found it hard so many years ago, and I found it hard that night too. But still, I gave it a go, wrapping my arms around his small frame and allowing myself to drift off into sleep.

A/N: love me, love my sexual tension ;)
I apologise for any spelling mistakes, I wrote this pretty quick...