Re: Alex/Hank, possible AU? [3c/3]
anonymous
April 27 2012, 02:27:48 UTC
He pulls away for a moment, a wet pop following the movement. Hank kisses the head, fingers moving to play with his balls and Alex can't help but jerk slightly, cock pressing against his lips again. He feels the brunette nuzzle into the reaction, cock thick against his cheek; looking down, the sight of Hank's lips so red and shining with drips of Alex's precum on the corner of his mouth makes him moan and tug on the hair in between his fingers.
Hank returns to sucking again with a renewed vigor, humming softly as Alex slowly rocks into his mouth, subtly enough not to hurt him-though he feels a gag reflex kick in at one point, and he stops, despite how amazing it feels to hit the back of his throat. The only thing grounding him is the coolness of the door on an exposed sliver of his back, and the drone of the bass from the party downstairs.
HankHankHankyesgood, Alex can't think, and his words are all spilling out through moans and begging, and his vocabulary has somehow all been reduced to four letter words--”fuck, Hank, Hank fuck, good.” There's a wave of heat and energy, entirely pleasant and crashing that starts to creep into his abdomen, and it's spiking and oh god Hank, he moans that he's going to cum.
Hank's mouth only encourages him, letting him thrust his hips up into his mouth. His head oscillates faster, tongue messily running over his cock until there's saliva down his lips and the only sounds in the room are Alex's moans and the sound of slick flesh. Everything about his movements, from the way that his fingers dig into his hips to the way that his mouth greedily takes him in, it all consumes Alex and he's suddenly spiraling down, or up-yes definitely up, his eyes are rolling back and he's shoving his hips into his face instinctively to finish off in that wet heat. He hears a hollow cracking, but in the amplitude of his orgasm, isn't able to process it into something significant.
Alex groans, the first thing he feels as the pleasure begins to diffract out into his muscles is Hank pulling back, not moving from his place on the ground. His chest is heaving, and he feels like he just ran a fucking marathon, but that was by far the best blowjob of his life.
It's Hank's voice that brings him back down, low and dry, but still edging on amused, “Alex,” he clears his throat, adjusting to it before wiping his mouth and Alex realizes that he's not wearing his glasses, “You broke my glasses. And there's cum on the lenses.”
Alex furrows his brows, squeezing his eyes because the post orgasmic haze is still severely hindering cognitive skills, “What?”
Re: Alex/Hank, possible AU? [3d/3]
anonymous
April 27 2012, 02:28:47 UTC
Hank presents him with the bent frames-that are indeed splattered with fluids-and there must be some tragic flaw with the crack in the frames because Hank doesn't put them back on. For a moment he congratulates himself on inadvertently accomplishing an unspoken goal. He tries to cover the moment of, fuck yes I broke his glasses with tugging up his jeans and sliding to the floor with a sheepish grin, “Sorry. I would buy you another pair-which no wait, fuck I will buy you new ones-but you should try contacts?” The suggestion isn't as subtle as he had intended, but really when does Alex ever achieve being socially graceful, but Hank quarks his lips.
“It's fine, I have another pair at home,” Alex visibly deflates and Hank actually rolls his eyes, “But I do have contacts. They're just itchy.”
“So then maybe you should consider trying those, because I mean, you have amazing eyes-fuck that sounds creepy, but yea.”
Hank thinks for a moment, long arms pulling Alex in between his legs and into his lap. Another new piece of information, the geek with ridiculously long limbs intends to use those appendages to kill him in a cuddling trap. Although it's sort of nice so Alex doesn't mind, but he does realize he hadn't gotten Hank off and is about to offer to do so when Hank speaks first.
“I sort of have to go home,” he sounds reluctant, “I...snuck out. Raven made me. But I'll wear contacts if it means we can do this again. At least that way you're not breaking anything.”
Alex beams at him, and Hank steals a quick kiss that he's really tempted to pull him into and keep him there, but those long limbs are untangling themselves before he can lure him back in. “I'll make it up to you,” he promises, referring to the glasses and the reciprocation.
“I know,” Hank grins at him.
When they go back downstairs, Sean is giggling and sitting in a brunette girl's lap, and Alex hears him babbling about math (and he's genuinely shocked before he realizes Sean is just repeating the word 'mathematical' to himself in different tones.) Hank kisses him again before he leaves, and Alex sighs to himself. Sean won't even be able to celebrate in his victory with him, and he is responsible for taking him home. But overall, he's too drunk with cheap alcohol and Hank to care.
The next time he sees Hank, their friends get together, surprisingly sober, and Hank smiles at him, bright blue eyes gleaming with no lenses to get in the way. Alex promptly drags him into the hallway when he thinks no one is looking-everyone notices anyways, not at all surprised.
Hopefully this was something that was remotely close to what OP wanted, it got a bit out of control from the short fill I had in mind ahaha
Re: Alex/Hank, possible AU? [3d/3] beizantenApril 27 2012, 18:54:24 UTC
A bit dissapointed they are no full blown sex other than that extremely cute, sexy and great and cute! LOve Alex like hank better without glasses and wanted to break it! I love Hank better without it as well
Re: Alex/Hank, possible AU? [3d/3] beizantenApril 27 2012, 19:08:11 UTC
A bit dissapointed they are no full blown sex other than that extremely cute, sexy and great and cute! LOve Alex like hank better without glasses and wanted to break it! I love Hank better without it as well
Hank returns to sucking again with a renewed vigor, humming softly as Alex slowly rocks into his mouth, subtly enough not to hurt him-though he feels a gag reflex kick in at one point, and he stops, despite how amazing it feels to hit the back of his throat. The only thing grounding him is the coolness of the door on an exposed sliver of his back, and the drone of the bass from the party downstairs.
HankHankHankyesgood, Alex can't think, and his words are all spilling out through moans and begging, and his vocabulary has somehow all been reduced to four letter words--”fuck, Hank, Hank fuck, good.” There's a wave of heat and energy, entirely pleasant and crashing that starts to creep into his abdomen, and it's spiking and oh god Hank, he moans that he's going to cum.
Hank's mouth only encourages him, letting him thrust his hips up into his mouth. His head oscillates faster, tongue messily running over his cock until there's saliva down his lips and the only sounds in the room are Alex's moans and the sound of slick flesh. Everything about his movements, from the way that his fingers dig into his hips to the way that his mouth greedily takes him in, it all consumes Alex and he's suddenly spiraling down, or up-yes definitely up, his eyes are rolling back and he's shoving his hips into his face instinctively to finish off in that wet heat. He hears a hollow cracking, but in the amplitude of his orgasm, isn't able to process it into something significant.
Alex groans, the first thing he feels as the pleasure begins to diffract out into his muscles is Hank pulling back, not moving from his place on the ground. His chest is heaving, and he feels like he just ran a fucking marathon, but that was by far the best blowjob of his life.
It's Hank's voice that brings him back down, low and dry, but still edging on amused, “Alex,” he clears his throat, adjusting to it before wiping his mouth and Alex realizes that he's not wearing his glasses, “You broke my glasses. And there's cum on the lenses.”
Alex furrows his brows, squeezing his eyes because the post orgasmic haze is still severely hindering cognitive skills, “What?”
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“It's fine, I have another pair at home,” Alex visibly deflates and Hank actually rolls his eyes, “But I do have contacts. They're just itchy.”
“So then maybe you should consider trying those, because I mean, you have amazing eyes-fuck that sounds creepy, but yea.”
Hank thinks for a moment, long arms pulling Alex in between his legs and into his lap. Another new piece of information, the geek with ridiculously long limbs intends to use those appendages to kill him in a cuddling trap. Although it's sort of nice so Alex doesn't mind, but he does realize he hadn't gotten Hank off and is about to offer to do so when Hank speaks first.
“I sort of have to go home,” he sounds reluctant, “I...snuck out. Raven made me. But I'll wear contacts if it means we can do this again. At least that way you're not breaking anything.”
Alex beams at him, and Hank steals a quick kiss that he's really tempted to pull him into and keep him there, but those long limbs are untangling themselves before he can lure him back in. “I'll make it up to you,” he promises, referring to the glasses and the reciprocation.
“I know,” Hank grins at him.
When they go back downstairs, Sean is giggling and sitting in a brunette girl's lap, and Alex hears him babbling about math (and he's genuinely shocked before he realizes Sean is just repeating the word 'mathematical' to himself in different tones.) Hank kisses him again before he leaves, and Alex sighs to himself. Sean won't even be able to celebrate in his victory with him, and he is responsible for taking him home. But overall, he's too drunk with cheap alcohol and Hank to care.
The next time he sees Hank, their friends get together, surprisingly sober, and Hank smiles at him, bright blue eyes gleaming with no lenses to get in the way. Alex promptly drags him into the hallway when he thinks no one is looking-everyone notices anyways, not at all surprised.
Hopefully this was something that was remotely close to what OP wanted, it got a bit out of control from the short fill I had in mind ahaha
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