Who: Alec Havelock, John Smith What: Alec's fanboyish dreams come true Where: The street, an old warehouse, Alec's apartment Rating: PG-13 - NC-17 Status: Closed, in-progress
The other's moan really kicked his body into action, he was crossing lines very quickly, speeding towards that point of no return. He moved himself closer, free hand weaving into Alec's hair.
He kissed back eagerly, gently unweaving their fingers so he could rest his hand on John's waist, but then a thought crossed his mind. Wasn't John supposed to be with- Alec pulled back, "Wait- you're supposed to be with.." he frowned a little, searching John's eyes. "I don't want to be intruding on anything either.."
Unlike the other, Alec knew these things, except what had happened afterward, or how the other man had gotten here. He supposed it wasn't his business, since it wasn't fiction anymore.
"She left me" he said simply. There was no need to lie anymore. He figured that since Alec looked like him, maybe he had the same sweet spot, he figured he might find out. He leaned in a nibbled on the spot right behind his ear, which he knew worked wonders when being done to him.
Alec frowned when he heard this, he was always a bit fond of Rose, and the two were cute together, then again, he was gay, so he always went for the slash. He was a bit of a Doctor/Jack shipper, something that he didn't really admit to anyone.
To be honest, Alec was highly sensitive, in a lot of places, and his breath hitched when he felt the other at his ear, making him shiver. He reached up and touched his hair, encouraging him, even though he knew he shouldn't.
He sucked softly at Alec's neck, still a bit unsure of what the hell he was doing. He had experimented with men, even invited one in with he and Rose. But for some reason this felt a bit different.
"are you sure?" he asked, knowing they were quickly reaching a point where he would not be able to make himself stop.
Alec swallowed, "Not really, no," he chuckled a little. He wasn't new to being with men, but this was on a whole different level. Just last week, he believed this man to be fiction, something from out of the tellie, and somehow, he felt like he was dreaming.
Looking at him, a little glazed, he leaned in and kissed him again, showing him just how much he wanted this - that, and he didn't think he could stop if he wanted to.
He went and said no, then proceeded to kiss him like that. John was gone, that was all that it took to sell him. A second later and he had pushed Alec back onto the couch laying himself over the other man, never breaking the kiss.
Alec was a bit surprised at the sense of control he was getting from the other man, he figured he wouldn't be, well... as sexual, since the Doctor wasn't very much.
He smirked a little against John's lips before he kissed back, his arms wrapping loosely around his neck. Alec was going to ask him the same question, but he figured if he was this enthusiastic, he didn't think he'd have to. He supposed it was in the way he kissed him.
He took Alec's lower lip between his teeth, nibbling gently. His hips instinctively grinding against the other. He took his free hand to cup Alec's face, almost tenderly.
Alec moaned, his own hips thrusting up against John's as he felt heat rise, his breathing coming in gasps. He was quite the moaner, something he knew that Erik liked, but it also wasn't something that he could easily keep inside.
His mind was racing with how amazing this was, how incredible, but he stopped thinking when he felt John's hand on his face, and all he could do now was feel, and want more.
Alec groaned, biting at his bottom lip for a second before he sat up a little more. In an instant, he pulled his tshirt over his head and threw it to the ground, and then started to help John with his, kissing the exposed flesh as it was revealed.
Throwing his top to the floor as well, Alec pushed himself up and pushed John back, a smirk on his lips as he leaned down and started to kiss and nip at his stomach, his hands busy working at John's trousers.
His hands wove into Alec's hair. There was something to be said about men they were very straight forward. He struggled to keep his hips planted on the couch.
Alec could see the struggle, and he smirked against his skin before he planted John's hips firmly down on the couch before he finished, pulling his trousers off. He leaned down and gently nipped at his hip, grinning as he looked up at him, "Yes?" he breathed, one of his hands softly rubbing at the inside of John's thigh, the other still holding him down.
He couldn't help but wonder how long it's been for the other man, but Alec loved seeing him like this, it was exciting. He smiled and toyed with the waistband, his mouth laying kisses over his stomach. Moving upwards, he hovered just over him, "What do you want?" he asked quietly, just as he palmed John through his last remaining piece of clothing.
Alec still had on his own trousers, but he wanted to focus on John first. He wondered if this was how he looked when unable to control himself.
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Unlike the other, Alec knew these things, except what had happened afterward, or how the other man had gotten here. He supposed it wasn't his business, since it wasn't fiction anymore.
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To be honest, Alec was highly sensitive, in a lot of places, and his breath hitched when he felt the other at his ear, making him shiver. He reached up and touched his hair, encouraging him, even though he knew he shouldn't.
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"are you sure?" he asked, knowing they were quickly reaching a point where he would not be able to make himself stop.
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Looking at him, a little glazed, he leaned in and kissed him again, showing him just how much he wanted this - that, and he didn't think he could stop if he wanted to.
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He smirked a little against John's lips before he kissed back, his arms wrapping loosely around his neck. Alec was going to ask him the same question, but he figured if he was this enthusiastic, he didn't think he'd have to. He supposed it was in the way he kissed him.
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Oh he wanted this.
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His mind was racing with how amazing this was, how incredible, but he stopped thinking when he felt John's hand on his face, and all he could do now was feel, and want more.
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"Clothes, too many, clothes"
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Throwing his top to the floor as well, Alec pushed himself up and pushed John back, a smirk on his lips as he leaned down and started to kiss and nip at his stomach, his hands busy working at John's trousers.
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"Alec" he hissed through clenched teeth
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He managed to shut his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath.
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Alec still had on his own trousers, but he wanted to focus on John first. He wondered if this was how he looked when unable to control himself.
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