Page 84 of Cross the Line

“You have a mouth on you.”

Alec smirks. “You know how to shut it up.”

Theo crushes their mouths together, this kiss messier and more demanding than the ones before. Alec isn’t under any delusions that it’s because he’s something special. He knows Theo enjoys sex and has had a lot of it. Yet Alec lets himself pretend that Theo deepens the kiss because it’s Alec, lets himself pretend this means something it doesn't. Closing his eyes, Alec gives in to the feelings, rolling his hips and imagining that the way Theo’s fingers dig into his ass are because he’s desperate for Alec and Alec alone.

“Tell me,” Theo demands between kisses. The ground shifts as Theo takes one step towards the bedroom, then another. The hand at the back of Alec’s neck lowers to his ass, a change Alec isn’t mad about at all, his entire body aching with anticipation. “You want my mouth, my hands, my cock?”

“Yes,” Alec whimpers. “Yes, yes, yes.”

“Which one, Alexander?”

“You’re seriously going to test my powers of executive functioning now?” Alec exhales. “Get me to the bedroom and make me come, Theodore. I don’t fucking care how.”

“Bossy.” Before Alec can question if that was too much, Theo’s smile turns a little dirty. “I like it.”

Heat pools in Alec’s gut, arousal making him ache. If Theo wants bossy, he can give him bossy. “Come on, Theodore. Are you gonna take me to your bed and show me how it’s done? You promised.” He rocks his hips in a way that makes his cock drag against Theo’s sweater, causing Theo to tighten his grip on Alec’s ass. Feeling Theo’s control waver is heady and it raises Alec confidence despite his inexperience. “No one has ever tasted me, Theo. No one has ever got their mouth on my cock or my ass. It’s all for you. You’ll be the first one. Anyone else I ever fuck will always be compared to you.”

These words are risky. There’s a line he has to toe to make sure he doesn’t accidentally let on exactly how true his words are. Alec’s always been a boundary pusher and this is no different. He wants Theo, needs him. He wants to see Theo want him back.

It doesn’t matter if Alec can’t imagine ever wanting anyone else to share this intimacy with him, or if that last bit was a lie meant to goad Theo into action. Wrapped in dirty talk, he can almost say the truth. “Are you gonna teach me how to fuck, Theodore? You going to show me how good it can feel to have a cock in me?”

“That mouth is gonna get you in trouble one day, Alec.”

“Mm, trouble. One of my favorite words. You got some trouble for me, Theo?”

“I’ve got something for you,” Theo says, massaging Alec’s ass as he walks them down the hallway.

Afraid of saying too much, Alec settles on kissing Theo again, relishing in the way Theo lets him take what he wants. Desperate as Alec is for the fucking part, he can’t deny how much he likes this, too. Alec has always loved kissing, always loved the slide of lips and shared breath. Most of all, he loves being so close to someone else you can literally taste them, swallow their gasps and moans or dip into their mouth with his tongue. Kissing is good in all forms, but his favorite is like it is now, a little desperate and needy, a little wet as Alec all but devours Theo.

Anything like this is top tier for Alec, whose brain quiets whenever his mouth is full. It settles something in him to be nipping and licking and sucking at the man of his dreams.

“Breathe, Alec.”

The reminder is pointless. Alec can’t breathe, can’t stop, because this thing between them has an expiration date and he isn’t ready to face that.

“Look at me,” Theo instructs, the simple demand bypassing Alec’s defenses. He complies, pulling out of the kiss and struggling to catch his breath. “You don’t have to rush this. I’m not going anywhere.”

Yes you are, Alec thinks pathetically.

“We can take this slow.”

“Fuck slow.”

Theo smiles sweetly, kissing the tip of Alec’s nose before lowering him to the bed. If he thinks Alec is going to let go, he’s got another thing coming because Alec holds on for dear life until Theo topples over him, crushing Alec into the mattress with his bulk.

“Shit, sorry.”

“I’m not.” Alec laughs, damn near delirious with arousal and endorphins. He knew Theo was huge, but he had no idea how good it would feel to have all of him on top of Alec. “You can crush me any time. Ten out of ten.”

“Good to know.” Theo chuckles. “Except I can’t exactly get naked if you don’t let go.”

“Naked, you say?” Alec releases his koala hold on Theo, sprawling out on the bed instead. “Have at it. Let’s see the goods, big boy.”

Theo braces his hands on either side of Alec’s head, staring down at where Theo’s sweater has ridden up so most of his body is now on display. He pauses, skimming his fingertips over Alec’s stomach to trace down along the sharp cup of muscle where hip meets thigh. His tongue darts out, something darkening in his eyes.

“I don’t look like you. Fair warning.”

An ache pierces Alec’s chest. The idea that Theo would compare himself to Alec is ridiculous, only apparently it’s not, because he is.

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