dated 7.29

[littleorphanalien]

One moment, he's at the shop holding a few cabin filters in his hand.

Then, they're on the ground. Michael blinks and stares down at them with confusion, bending to grab them and noticing that his shirt is suddenly fitting really strangely on him. It's too big and his hoodie isn't there, which is a problem when night rolls around and he's going to freeze because he hasn't got it. He collects the filters and sets them back on the shelf, seeing as he can't afford those (wishful thinking won't change that), and then heads outside.

That's when he sees two things.

One, this doesn't look like the hardware store in Roswell.

And two, his truck is missing.

It's the second one that's got him panicked. After all, that's not just his truck, that's his home, and even if he's been staying at the tool shed every now and again, that's not the kind of thing that he wants to start doing as a crutch. Grabbing at his hair, he tugs on it and starts pacing as he digs out his phone. Instantly, he calls Max, but gets a 'this user is not in service' message. Calling Isobel gets the same thing. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Did he hit his head? Did he go back to the fundamentalists and they gave him a concussion? He pages through his phone and sees a few things he doesn't understand.

One being a date in the calendar for tomorrow - Dinner with AM.

AM? Who's AM?

Then, he pulls up the chat history and sees a long one with the same AM, a history that looks more intimate than Michael's ever had with anyone. The only person he's ever even thought about like that has been Alex, but he's still kind of not sure what to do about that. As he goes through his phone, he finds an entry for Alex. His last shot, he dials, but this one doesn't disconnect.

This time, it rings.

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[littleorphanalien]

Alex is kissing his own come off Michael's lips.

It's a thought that comes to him belatedly, and when he realizes it, he comes. It's like he's been shot, but there it is, he watches Alex kiss down his throat and his chest, hips snapping forward as he orgasms for the second time in less than an hour, leaving him laughing and breathless.

"Oh, fuck," he groans, but it's full of glee. "Was it good for you?" he can't help asking, practically falling apart with ridiculous laughter.

[unendurable]

He figures if he is going to suck Michael off eventually, and he knows he is going to, then he needs to know if he can handle the taste of it. That and he's realizing already how easy it would be to become addicted to Michael. To how he tastes, just kissing him.

Gasping though when Michael comes so suddenly, not slowing, doing to Michael everything he would do to himself, knowing what it is he likes and how he liked jerking himself off. Slowing his strokes, leaning in to kiss Michael one more time before flopping on his side before Michael.

"Smart ass," he groans, shoving him on the side. "What would you do if I say no? HUh?" Not that he would. Not at all.

[littleorphanalien]

Michael turns in bed to beam at Alex, all his worry and his fears gone. He's not nervous, he's not panicking, and he's not concerned about anything when Alex Manes is lying naked next to him, kissing him, pressed up against him the way he is.

He groans as he pulls himself onto his side to strokes a hand up and down Alex's torso, enjoying how they're arranged like this. "I'd have to wait and then try all over again," he says very seriously, his eyes slipping down to Alex's cock.

"You're okay with me staying, right? I mean, I wanna make sure," he insists. "If we are gonna date, this is a pretty big step, me staying here with you."

[unendurable]

There is a peace in that moment that Alex isn't sure he could have ever felt. Somewhere that's safe, where he isn't worrying about being hit, being yelled at, not worrying about anything but enjoying himself with Michael.

Even if it only lasts a few hours, a few days, whatever it is, it will be the best memories that Alex will ever have for as long as he lives. There is really nothing that could top this. Not ever.

"Well, for your sake, I'll let you know that it is the most amazing thing I've ever had. Good isn't even close," he says, sighing as he rests his head on his arm, staring at Michael.

"Okay? I want you to stay, Michael. We're kidnapped and this is all weird, and we get to be boyfriends and if you want, I can sleep on the couch," he offers, ducking his head because, really, he wants more than that. He wants this as they have right now.

[littleorphanalien]

Michael snuggles in when Alex doesn't immediately boot him out of the bed. He doesn't intend to leave and he keeps sliding the backs of his knuckles over Alex's bare skin, over his hip and then back down, breathing in the smell of sex and sweat and Alex in their proximity.

He beams down at him, his other hand toying with the short hairs near Alex's neck, still in disbelief that he gets to have this. "I don't wanna sleep on the couch," he guarantees, chasing Alex's lips so he can kiss him and make that promise.

"I just wanted to make sure you and I were on the same page. I know it's a lot."

[unendurable]

Shifting closer, tangling his legs with Michael's as Alex curls in close. He didn't care they were sweaty and naked and likely to end up chilled soon. Just so long as he has Michael close, that's all that matters.

Sighing at that touch, his eyes closing as his smile widen, positively beaming.

"Then we both sleep here, and there's food in the kitchen, and we're all set." Eh, he had a key to the place so he was fine with claiming it as his own.

"If that page is that I want to fall asleep like this and wake up with you and I don't care if we're in the back of your truck or here? Then yep, same page."

[littleorphanalien]

Michael reaches down for the blankets to pull them over the both of them, even though he knows that there's not going to be any way Alex will get cold, not with him acting as a boiler, essentially, wrapped around him. "Okay," he breathes out, relieved beyond words.

He grins at Alex and he knows that they're doing this and they're in it together.

"Hey," he murmurs, dropping a kiss to Alex's shoulder as he reaches for the pillow to get comfortable. "I'm really glad you were my first time, with a guy."

[unendurable]

God, that is perfect. Michael feel amazing, all hot and toasty, and Alex knows he's so going to pass out soon as he wraps himself snuggling around Michael. He's not even sure he wants to get out of bed any time soon. Just wanting this to last because he's scared it won't, but he'll take everything he can get.

Smiling at that comment though, kissing Michael's temple with a sigh. "I'm glad you were my first. And don't worry. I'm already ignoring any others you've had. It's just me."

[littleorphanalien]

"If I could erase 'em, I would," Michael guarantees with a soft huff of a laugh, his eyes falling shut as he leans in with Alex with a dazed smile, feeling pretty damn good about his situation. He's so lucky and he knows it, and he's so glad that he hadn't ruined it.

He gives Alex one last sleepy kiss to the corner of his lips. "We'll make sure it's only you," he says, and with a last sleepy breath, he thinks he can try and keep that promise.