Michael makes sure he's there for Alex, glad that he can multitask as he wraps an arm around his waist and gets a beer with the other. Even when it seems like Alex has his balance back, he doesn't let him go, handing him the beer with a fond smile.
"It's just the damn metal clump I got for a leg. Don't worry," he says and takes a long sip from the beer, glad to have Guerin to lean on. Not that he currently needs it but it's good to know he can.
Michael's always gonna worry about him, that's kind of the problem. He lets his palm slide up and down Alex's back, rubbing it as gently as he can. "What if I don't wanna stop worrying?" he asks out loud, with a shrug, like he can't help himself asking.
"Then your life will be miserable, worrying over me all the time," Alex replied and brushed his thumb against Guerin's cheek. He knew the it came from a good place and deep down he was touched. But he was still haunted by what had been drilled into him since basic training. Don't show weakness. Trust your battle buddy. That sort of thing. It probably had stunted him permanently.
"Nah, not if it's you, not if it's me getting the chance," Michael replies, as easy as breathing to make that promise, staring at him with affection as Alex touches him so easily.
God, he loves him, and he wants everything with him, but he takes a drag from the bottle of beer to try and hide that, because it's a lot.
He grabs one of the beers and takes a sip of it. He felt touched by Michael's words. But at the same time, that was a big promise to make. He couldn't promise that their life together wouldn't be hell. They both had their issues, their problems.
Michael doesn't want to step back, but he figures he should give some distance. He licks his lips and drags himself to sit on the counter of the Airstream, tipping his head to the side to watch Alex, still so nervous about sending him running.
He's not, though. "Besides what else am I doing with my life, huh?"
"You could do a lot with your life," he said with a shrug. "You don't have to stick around this shithole of a town. Explore the world," he said and leaned against the wall, deep in thought.
Michael shrugs, because no, he probably can't. Getting a passport requires paperwork he doesn't have and what's the point of learning things, when he could teach them about it.
"What if I only want one thing?" he asks, raising his brow at Alex, questioningly. "What if there's only one thing in the world I really wanna enjoy?"
"If there's truly just one thing you want, then go for it. Don't let anyone stand in the way for your happiness," he replied, oblivious to what Guerin really meant by those words.
"Yeah?" Michael raises his brow, taking a long sip of beer (for courage, for the thirst, for everything) and sets it down, amused given that Alex doesn't seem to understand what he just said.
Shrugging, he decides, "Okay," and then sets the bottle down and grabs the beer out of Alex's hand to put it aside, cupping his face with both hands so he can back him up against a wall, his knee in between his thighs. "Nothing standing in my way now other than your permission."
It went almost too quick for him to realize. Suddenly his beer was gone and Michael pressed himself up against him. Against his will he felt his cock stiffen slightly at the pressure applied. With his confusion passed he smirked. "You'd have my permission Guerin. Though I've to say that I shouldn't be the only thing you want out of life," he said as he placed a soft kiss on Guerin's lips.
"It's not the only thing," he says, shaking his head like he can't believe Alex is being so single-minded. "I want you, and mornings with you, and meals with you, and kisses from you."
That's like, four whole things already, which is way better than just the one. He slides his hand down in between them to slide over Alex's pants, just offering some friction. "Want me to keep going?"
"You know I'm not talking about that," he said and shook his head in amusement. "There are plenty of other experiences out there in the world," he continued. Sure it was a tempting to have all those things. But he didn't want to make Guerin feel like he was held back.
As Guerin's hand however runs over his crotch, his mind blanks as he let's out the softest of moans. "Don't stop."
"I don't want 'em," he says, shaking his head, tangling up his free hand in Alex's shirt so he can pull him just a little more towards Michael, his other hand busy starting to slide inside Alex's pants.
"Yeah?" He's checking again, because he doesn't want Alex to walk away.
"What if I want them?" he breathed into Guerin's ear. He the sling his arm around Guerin's shoulder to keep himself steady, sliding right up against Guerin. It felt nice. He badly wanted all of this. But what then? "You want me to leave?" he then questioned, a little but of unease making it into his tone. He didn't want to leave, not yet.
"I never want you to leave," he guarantees, because if there's one thing he knows, he knows that. He strokes his hand up and down Alex's back, giving him a fond look as he lets his gaze slip to Alex's lips.
"I'd follow you, though. This time," he admits. "I'd come after you."
"And I'm not walking away. Not again," he said and captured Michael's lips with his, kissing him passionately. He know what he wants and he wants to stay. Now and forever.
Michael's pretty sure he knocks over his half-empty bottle of beer in his haste to get Alex into his arms, carrying him and stumbling the few steps to the shitty bed in his Airstream, but this time, he's the one who goes down first, trying to coax Alex to climb on top of him.
"Come on," he begs. "Alex, come on, please, touch me."
Michael could look at Alex all day without his shirt, because it's a damn good sight. Maybe not as good as his ass, but still good. He lies back, letting Alex touch him and work at his neck, exhaling slowly. "You can definitely keep doing that," he praises.
"Oh? Just that?" he cheekily says as he runs a teasing hand down Guerin's chest. He slides it down his treasure trail towards the alien's crotch. With another smirk, he teasingly squeezes the expanding bulge in his pants. Then he quickly heads right up along Guerin's side to place his fingers across the nape of the lying man's nape.
"That and a lot more, but I didn't wanna sound greedy," Michael replies, turning his head so that he can bury his face in Alex's neck, kissing him slowly as he rocks his hips against Alex's hand, moaning with every little touch, all of them so tender and intimate.
"What about you?" he mumbles near Alex's ear. "What do you want?"
"What I want?" he muses as he sucks down on Michael's neck, hard enough to leave a mark. "I want to fuck you, that's what I want," he then said with a mischievous look on his face.
That's pretty lucky, then, that Michael wants exactly the same thing. Groaning, he works rapidly to unbutton his jeans and starts shoving his pants off, reaching for Alex's hand to cover with his own, stroking his cock a few times, if only to give himself some relief.
"You want me on my stomach?" he asks breathlessly.
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Date: 2019-06-23 02:53 am (UTC)"You okay?" he asks, voice soft and subdued.
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Date: 2019-06-29 11:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-06-29 05:26 pm (UTC)God, he loves him, and he wants everything with him, but he takes a drag from the bottle of beer to try and hide that, because it's a lot.
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Date: 2019-06-29 06:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-06-30 07:57 pm (UTC)He's not, though. "Besides what else am I doing with my life, huh?"
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Date: 2019-07-01 12:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-02 12:11 am (UTC)"What if I only want one thing?" he asks, raising his brow at Alex, questioningly. "What if there's only one thing in the world I really wanna enjoy?"
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Date: 2019-07-02 12:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-02 01:13 pm (UTC)Shrugging, he decides, "Okay," and then sets the bottle down and grabs the beer out of Alex's hand to put it aside, cupping his face with both hands so he can back him up against a wall, his knee in between his thighs. "Nothing standing in my way now other than your permission."
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Date: 2019-07-02 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-02 10:01 pm (UTC)That's like, four whole things already, which is way better than just the one. He slides his hand down in between them to slide over Alex's pants, just offering some friction. "Want me to keep going?"
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Date: 2019-07-03 03:23 pm (UTC)As Guerin's hand however runs over his crotch, his mind blanks as he let's out the softest of moans. "Don't stop."
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Date: 2019-07-03 07:43 pm (UTC)"Yeah?" He's checking again, because he doesn't want Alex to walk away.
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Date: 2019-07-03 08:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-04 11:17 pm (UTC)"I'd follow you, though. This time," he admits. "I'd come after you."
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Date: 2019-07-05 04:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-05 06:43 pm (UTC)"Come on," he begs. "Alex, come on, please, touch me."
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Date: 2019-07-13 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-14 03:59 pm (UTC)"What about you?" he mumbles near Alex's ear. "What do you want?"
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Date: 2019-07-19 10:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-20 12:36 am (UTC)"You want me on my stomach?" he asks breathlessly.
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