Michael settles the posters down and gets a hand on the small of Alex's back to lift him up onto the counter, stepping in between his legs, playing with the waistband of the white sweatpants as he bites his lip. "You're so hot and sometimes it catches me off guard," he admits.
He eases back, gesturing to him. "This? The coffee, the lack of shirt, the pants..."
"And you're gonna be on a stage at a festival, Alex," he praises, still bouncing with the excitement.
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Date: 2020-05-18 01:14 am (UTC)He eases back, gesturing to him. "This? The coffee, the lack of shirt, the pants..."
"And you're gonna be on a stage at a festival, Alex," he praises, still bouncing with the excitement.