He was the son of a preacher man

Alex Campbell. 19 1 John 1:9: If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.

[alexinwords]

Blue Streaks

[derek-mitchell-blog]

Hearing Alex moan his name louder than he ever had before, Derek let a soft groan escape his lips. His cock was now standing to attention, almost painfully hard. Watching him wiggle and writhe on his bed, Derek had to admire how much more amazing Alex looked in pleasure. And briefly noted no one else was going to see him like he could. All these expressions were his first, and he wasn’t going to be happily sharing him any time soon. Well, if he had his way. “You love my teasing, angel.” Derek smirked, wondering if he was going to finish himself off right then and there.  But he was surprised that he managed to keep himself in check. “You’re not going to make the same mistake again, hm? Or maybe you will cause you love this. You love being my slut.” His hands wandered Alex’s chest, feeling power over him. But soon Alex stood up, much to Derek’s surprise. Kissing him back eagerly, he could feel how hot Alex’s skin had become. His hands instantly went to his hips and he rubbed circles into them with his thumbs. 

Derek’s hands tightened on his hips and he was sure that Alex could feel how excited he made him. One of his hands wandered to Alex’s ass and gave it a sharp smack and groaned into the kiss. His eyes had fire in them as Alex sunk to his knees and Derek bit on his bottom lip so hard that he tasted blood faintly. His, his, his, his. “You’re fucking gorgeous, angel.” He let slip as his eyes met with his bright blues. “So good, go on.” Derek groaned, his hips shifting as Alex finally took him into his mouth. He wanted to be endlessly closer to Alex, tangle every inch of his skin with his. He couldn’t manage to take his eyes off Alex, biting on his bottom lip every time his cock hit the back of his throat. “So perfect, ugh.” Derek’s hands went to Alex’s hair, pulling him gently to the side so he could see his hand on his own cock. His hips shuddered once he saw Alex finish himself. Derek ran his hand through Alex’s hand as he leaned into his hip. His other hand took Alex’s hand away from his cock and licked off all the mess he had made on himself. 

"I want you." His voice was deep, and he licked the last off of his hand. "Only you.” He whispered and when he caught what he said and he swallowed, ignoring it and tried not to show he meant it. Did he mean it? Who knew. Derek grabbed Alex’s chin and tilted it up and gave him a smirk. “You have to finish me off, just cause you’re all sensitive doesn’t mean you don’t have to do my side.” He was teasing, knowing that Alex probably wanted nothing more than to get him off. At least he told himself that. “C’mon, baby, I’m so close.” Derek whispered again, pulled Alex’s lips back towards his cock. He was being much more loving than he preferred to be, and Derek was starting to have to check his words before he said them. Grabbing the back of Alex’s head he thrusted his hips a few times, his legs shaking already. Picking up the pace, his free hand went to his cheek and gently stroked it. “Fuck- angel-” Derek groaned and finally finished, pushing his cock to the back of Alex’s throat. “Good boy, good boy- fuck.”

Derek pulled away and looked down at his angel, running his hand through his hair gently as opposed to the bit more rougher tugging he had been doing. “Cuddle time?” Derek said softly as he tugged Alex up and pulled him close, his hands exploring his sides. “I know that’s what you came here for, anyways.” He teased, resisting the urge to kiss him. He wasn’t sure if he should kiss him when they weren’t fucking, instead he focused on kissing on Alex’s neck. “I got what I want, your turn.” He laughed lightly, and nuzzled into his neck. He loved the way Alex smelled after a session, it was just a thicker version of his normal smell. He took a step back towards his bed, causing him and Alex to fall back onto it. “So what made you so cuddly today? The lack of fireworks?” He teased, kissing up and down Alex’s neck. Granted, it’d been a while since he’d cuddle anyone and didn’t realize how much he missed it. “Or did you just miss me?” Wrapping his arms around Alex’s waist, he pulled him in closer. 

[alexinwords]

"Mm, I do," Alex gave Derek a cheeky little grin and nipped at the soft skin of Derek's neck, "Your slut? That's- you mean that in a good way, yeah?" Alex would never normally agree to being anyone's slut, but if that's what Derek wanted, that's what Alex would happily give the boy. He was a bit slutty for him, anyways. Even Alex knew that. That being said, Alex found comfort in letting someone else take control. He loved being the less-strong of the two of them, and while yes, Alex could probably hold his own in a fight, there was no doubt that Derek was definitely a bit stronger than he was. Alex smiled into their kiss, only letting out a soft yelp when Derek's hand came down hard on his ass. That had always been something that Alex had secretly enjoyed, but he knew that Derek had probably already figured that out. "Derek," Alex moaned, "I promise I won't make the same mistake again. I promise." He couldn't stress it enough, but hoped that Derek would at least accept those words. 

Angel. Angel. Angel. There's that nickname. You can't hate me when you're using my nickname. Alex was complete putty in the boy's hands after that, his fingers itching to touch and feel across the boy's body. It didn't seem to cross his mind anymore that this was just sex between the two of them, as Alex knew that wasn't it. He could see it in the boy's eyes, could feel it in his touches and how gentle Derek was, even when he was being rough. Alex belonged to Derek and he knew that, so letting Derek take control and move him as he pleased, well, it wasn't exactly difficult for Alex to fall into. He happily let his mouth and throat relax around Derek's cock, letting the boy use him at his own will. It had been quite the thrill to see Derek lick his cum off his hand, and after that, Alex felt a little closer to the boy for whatever reason. I want you, only you. Only you. Alex instantly melted under Derek's touch, knowing that that was exactly what he needed to hear. 

Derek's teasing had Alex all flustered, as per usual, so when the boy started teasing him again, it didn't even take a moment for Alex to lick a broad stripe bright up the underside of the boy's cock to silence him. He knew what Derek liked, know that Derek liked to use his mouth and take control, but for a few moments, Alex was in control. He gave the boy a few long strokes as he ran his tongue over the tip of Derek's cock, teasing the slit and grinning when Derek let out a moan. It wasn't long before Derek had his hands on Alex's head and he was fucking his mouth again, which- as Alex is almost ashamed to admit- had the heat stirring low in his belly once more. He loved when Derek was like this, although he'd never admit it. As soon as he felt Derek cum, Alex opened his mouth as wide as he could and swallowed it all, no longer all that bothered by the taste, as he knew Derek liked it. When Derek moved back, Alex cleared his throat and let the boy pull him up. His knees were sore and his throat was definitely raw, but Derek was talking about cuddles and Alex was absolutely always a sucker for those. 

He grumbled slightly when Derek nibbled at his neck, wanting to kiss the boy, rather than to have him leave marks all over Alex's neck, but he knew there'd be no stopping the boy. Derek liked to mark what was his and well, Alex was his. When they got situated on the bed, Alex snuggled in close to Derek's arms, letting their noses brush as he ran his hands up and down the boy's arm. "If I say the lack of fireworks, will you believe me?" Alex's voice was scratchy, but Derek was warm and close and smelled so good that he didn't even let it register that that was because of what they'd just done. "I just- we hadn't- it'd been so long since it's been just me and you-" Alex flushed and glanced down, his eyes focusing on a freckle on the boy's chest, "Kinda dumb, huh? That all I wanna do these days is spend ninety percent of my time with a lameo like you." He glanced up and bit his lip, holding back a grin, "So dumb."

[alexinwords]

Blue Streaks

[derek-mitchell-blog]

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[alexinwords]

"I'd prefer not to leave, really," Alex nuzzles his nose under Derek's chin and steps a bit closer to the man, needing a bit more comfort than he knew Derek was probably able to provide. "I can't do what? You can't just start a sentence like that and not finish it. I need to know what you don't want me to do. There's gotta be something" He stepped back and slid a hand into Derek's hair, massaging his scalp gently and relaxing a bit. He knew he was still technically in trouble, or at least, it felt like it, but he could handle whatever punishment was to be had, whether or not he liked it. 

So maybe Alex had spent the better half of the week with his mind purely focused on how wonderful Derek smelled and how nice he was when he wasn't alone, but that didn't mean he was in love with him, not by any means. But anytime Derek moved or acted even a little bit out of character from what he was used to, Alex couldn't help but to admire him. Alex had gotten really good at reading people as a child, mostly by having an overbearing father and needing to understand when his father wanted one thing but said another. So, when Derek started getting a little bit softer, when he started saying things that Alex knew meant something a little more (You relax me a bit, kinda like home), Alex knew that he wasn't just another person to Derek. At least, he assumed so.

As Alex lay on the bed, completely at will to whatever Derek said, Alex also knew that what they had wasn't what normal fuck buddies had. Alex could feel more for the boy, more than just wanting to get pleasure. He knew that what he wanted was for Derek to treasure him and comfort him, and when Derek approached him slowly and kissed his knee softly, Alex knew that he was doing right. He spread his legs a little bit more and reached out to grab onto Derek's wrist, "P-please don't tease, Der- I can't- It's too much. I'm- it's too much." He mumbled and rolled to the side, pressing his face far down into the pillow as he could. At Derek's praise, Alex's chest flushed a bit darker and he preened under the attention, but as soon as Derek turned the vibrator setting up higher, Alex's legs snapped shut and his head rolled back. "Derek-" the moan was much louder than he had been expecting, but he wasn't ashamed. Not anymore, at least. 

When Derek tugged him to the end of the bed, his words nothing but a jumble of syllables in Alex's head, was only then that Alex really started to focus on what was happening. The good sensation he was feeling had disappeared, much to Alex's dislike, but now he was being given orders to please, and well, that was something Alex knew he could do. Derek continued to use gentle touches on Alex, which proved in only to keep his mind spinning and reeling, and before he could really even comprehend what he was doing, Alex was standing and wrapping his arms around Derek's neck. He sealed their lips in a long, passionate kiss- one that Alex had been longing for. He melted into Derek's body and only when he pulled back did he allow himself to sink to his knees. Alex's hand wrapped around Derek's cock and gave it a few short tugs, his eyes focused on looking up, watching Derek's expressions more than anything else. He sunk his mouth down and around Derek's cock, not even waiting to tease the boy with his tongue. Alex continued to bob his head as he allowed his own hand to wrap his cock, but in only a few short strokes, he was spilling over his head and pulling off of Derek's cock. He continued to stroke himself through his orgasm, Alex's forehead pressed against Derek's hipbone as he tried to pull himself back into what he was supposed to be doing. "D-do you want me to- um- are you gonna-" Alex glanced back at Derek's cock and took it in his hand again, "Derek? Tell me what to do." 

[alexinwords]

Blue Streaks

[derek-mitchell-blog]

Watching Alex closing himself off to Derek’s sight, he frowned slightly. He wanted to see him, that was for sure. But instead he looked folded away and covering himself, had he fucked up that badly? But then Alex sinked to his knees and his chin was on his knee. “It’s alright.” He said softly, running his thumb over Alex’s bottom lip. Derek hated this stupid hold that Alex had on him, even though he was trying to keep him away emotionally. “If you knew, you wouldn’t have let me seen you like that. You’re smarter than that, angel.” Derek offered him a small smile, letting his cockiness sink in and take over- especially with Alex in front of him. “You’re not leaving tonight, and being cute isn’t getting you out of your punishment.” His hand moved from Alex’s lips to pull on his cheek. But Alex pulled his hand and intertwined his fingers with his, causing Derek to bite at his bottom lip. It was strangely intimate in a way Derek wasn’t used to. 

"I remind you of the way your mom smells? And a spatula?” Derek tried not to laugh, unsure if he was being serious or not. “But yeah, you do need me.” He tilted Alex’s chin and leaned down to press a soft kiss to his lips. Derek hadn’t been homesick at all, his Aunt had been messaging him nonstop. She was questioning him constantly what his plans were and bothering him about drinking too much. It was like he was practically home. He watched Alex move, watching his bum as he grabbed the soap and scooted back to him. “Of course.” Derek pulled Alex between his legs and sighed, this was getting really fluffy. Reaching for his body scrubber, he pouring some out and got to work. Most of the stains had already settled in and Derek didn’t want to scrub on Alex’s skin too roughly. “Jeez, this is going to be here a few days probably.” He grumbled, slightly peeved by the idea of seeing Alex’s perfect skin tainted blue. “This is why you don’t trust other perverts, even when they’re your friend. Unless it’s me.” Lukas could be dealt with later, but it didn’t make him any less angry. “I do care- y’know? A-About you and what you’re doing.” He was glad that Alex was facing away from him because he knew he probably looked dumb as hell.

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[alexinwords]

Alex relaxed at Derek's gentle touches, noticing how the boy didn't seem as angry as he was prior. He really hadn't meant to make the boy upset, not in the way it seems that it had, and definitely not to where he'd get punished for Lukas' stupid hands. He kissed the pad of Derek's thumb as it swept across his lower lip, "You're the only one I want touching me, Der. He doesn't- he didn't mean anything to me. I swear." The words come out strangled and desperate, Alex searching for some extra reassurance that Derek is the only one for him. "I'm not?" Alex looks up, his eyes wide and hopeful, and he nearly misses the you're not getting out of your punishment line.

"Well, when you say it like that it sounds stupid. You just- you remind me of the happy things in my life, Der. Like, like the smell summer rain and- and stupid, terrible TLC shows that I can only watch if I sneak downstairs at one in the morning because my parents don't believe in them," Alex sighs and returns Derek's kiss, his cheeks tinted red at how stupid he must sound to Derek. "You just- you make me a little less homesick, alright?" Once Alex was facing the other wall, he let his face relax as Derek worked on cleaning his back, his touches much more gentle than he was expecting. "Well, it did happen yesterday, you know. I managed to get most of it off, but some of it was just- I obviously didn't even know about," Alex relaxed back, grinning at the sound of jealousy and irritation in Derek's voice. So maybe he didn't know about it, but Derek was obviously pretty protective over him. That thought made something stir low in Alex's belly, "Do you? I um- I care about what you're doing too, you know," Alex paused, unsure if he should continue, "I mean, I know I can't ask you to stop doing other- um- things, but- y-yeah."

It wasn't much longer that Alex was out of the shower, Derek drying his hair and Alex's eyes slipping shut with a dopey, happy smile pulling at his cheeks. He was shoved gently into the next room, tossed on the bed still mostly wet, and left to shiver on Derek's bed, "G-get right to it?" He'd nearly forgotten that he was meant to be punished, at least, he was until Derek was digging through his bedside table, clearly in search of something. Alex watched as he moved, pouting a bit when he realized that Derek had put boxers back on and clearly wasn't in any rush to grant Alex the sight of seeing him naked again. "D-do what?" Alex's eyes bulged as he took in what Derek was holding- is that- no, it can't be. But soon enough, Derek was parting his legs and Alex was panting as his fingers pushed in and out of Alex's hole. "Y-you're always- I-I've always been all yours. D-derek, what is that?" When Derek pushed the thing in, Alex felt strangely full, but not in the way he was comfortable with Derek. It was a different feeling with a different texture and Alex wasn't entirely sure if he liked it.

And then it started vibrating. Alex had heard of these things- vibrators- but he'd always been told they were unholy and things that only sinners used. But right now, as Alex lay in Derek's bed alone, his hands above his head and the vibrating sensations rubbing in that spot, Alex really couldn't see why anyone wouldn't want to use this. It was starting to get hot in the room, so much so that Alex had already started to sweat and twitch against the boy's sheets. His cock twitched against his tummy, already fully hard and all Alex wanted to do was touch. He caught sight of Derek in the doorway, standing like he owned the place and him, which caused Alex to moan softly and bend a knee. This action shifted the vibrator deeper into him and Alex's back arched, "D-derek, please, I won't- please. Let me touch myself- please." He started to roll his hips in an act to get more of what he wanted without breaking Derek's rule, but nothing seemed to help. Derek was palming himself and Alex flushed red, "Derek, let me do something, or let me suck you off, please. I don't- it feels too good- I can't be a good boy if you don't turn it off- I've- Derek," Alex moaned once more and tossed his head to the side.

[alexinwords]

Blue Streaks

[derek-mitchell-blog]

Derek kept his cool as much as he could. Of course, Alex had a story for everything. Yet when he called him an asshole, Derek frowned more and wondered what was even going on with Alex. But he bit back his words and buried himself further into the pillows, it was none of his business what Alex did. But when he said Lukas was really the cause of them, Derek felt his heart sink. Fuck that. Reaching up, Derek grabbed Alex’s wrist and pulled himself up. “Wait.” His mind was spinning- how could Lukas do that to him? Lukas of all people? “Get over here.” His mind centered on the fact that Lukas touched Alex, all other words that Alex threw at him were fading into the distance. His hands held Alex’s as his head dropped between his knees, this fucking guy made him weak. It was ridiculous. “Give me a second, please.” It was exhausting, trying to push him away and keep him at a distance. But when Alex pushed him back it hurt. Lukas knew that him and Alex were… complicated- right? It was hard for him to fight through his own emotions quick enough to make sure Alex didn’t slip through his grasp. 

Standing up, Derek tugged Alex along back to his bathroom. His hand was tightly holding onto his, more out of fear that the guy would run out of patience. Turning the water on to the shower, he tugged his pants down and dropped Alex’s hand. “I’m sorry.” He said softly, not wanting to meet him in the eye. Derek wasn’t completely surprised by Lukas, and he wasn’t sure he was in a place to feel hurt. Or whatever he was feeling. Things were far too complicated and messy already, which was why he never slept with his friends. But he wanted to keep Alex close, at least he could admit that. “Let’s just- Let’s just get your back clean, alright?” Keeping up his tough boy ego, he tugged off Alex’s shirt. At least Alex thought Derek was an asshole, so that should keep him a careful distance emotionally from him. But he knew that was wrong, especially with all the other things Alex said. “You’re not leaving until we get you washed up. You wanted to join me earlier right?” Derek nervously met his gaze, afraid of what Alex was thinking. The last thing he wanted was Alex with dye on his back right now. 

"If you leave this on too long it’ll really stain. Well, more than it probably already has. Don’t know how we’re going to get that out of your hair though." He pressed his lips softly to Alex’s back, pushing most of his thoughts away. Controlling his anger was difficult and his body was still tense. Derek had just taken a shower before Alex arrived, but he wasn’t hesitating to jump in again. Leaning up to his ear, Derek’s lips moved into a playful smirk, letting himself slip into what he did best. "Afterwards, I think you need a punishment though. No one gets to touch you besides me." He whispered into his ear with a sharp slap to his butt. Tugging off his boxers, he left Alex in his pants as he got into the now warm shower. Alex was still his, and he’d be damned if he let him walk around with marks on his back. He’d deal with Lukas later, for now he had to deal with Alex. Sitting down on his shower’s built in bench, he waited for Alex to come join him. Fuck em and dump em, that was his motto when it came to sex. He was reminding himself that their relationship was purely physical and it didn’t hurt him. Fuck, but it really was.

[alexinwords]

It was weird seeing Derek not immediately telling him to piss off. It was even weirder when Derek tugged him back and held onto him. Alex wasn't entirely sure what was going on with the boy anymore, whether he was emotionally invested in Alex as Alex was in him, or if this was just another one of his games. Alex went along with it though, but not with a smile this time. He was still pretty hurt that Derek would even think that Alex would do something like that, especially after the type of person Alex even was. The whole "one person" thing was kind of a big deal for him, even if it wasn't for Derek. Alex gave the boy's hands a soft squeeze as he waited for Derek to compose himself, his thumbs running across the back of the boy's hands. Alex just wanted Derek to realize that the only person he wanted right now was him, but he knew Derek would run if that were the case. He wasn't surprised when the boy tugged him towards the bathroom, but he was surprised when Derek decided to say I'm sorry. "N-no, Der."

Derek was mumbling to himself as he stripped, Alex's cheeks flushing red as he finally got a really good look at the boy in full light. Alex felt honored to know the boy intimately, so much so that Derek was even starting to get controlling over him. He jumped slightly at the slap to his ass, his cock giving a small twitch, but nothing more than that. He still wasn't in the mood, especially after the way Derek had just reacted, but he was sure that it'd change soon. Alex knew exactly why he wanted to get the hair dye off his back. It had to be that Alex was his and not Lukas'. Which, ultimately, was a little nerve wracking, as they'd decided they weren't anything. Alex followed his orders though, only after the little sting on his bum went away.  Alex tugged down his pants slowly and took a deep breath, his hands folding over his personal area. It was as if he was embarrassed to show Derek his body, knowing that he was tainted and not pure like Derek liked. He stepped into Derek's shower with his head down and his shoulders curved, his arms and hands shaking a bit from nerves.

"I- um- I hadn't known it was there, you know," Alex sank down to his knees in front of Derek, resting his chin on the boy's knee and looking up at him. He knew how sexual this could look, but right now, Alex simply didn't care. He wasn't Derek to know that he only wanted him. "You're not gonna make me leave tonight, are you?" his hand grabbed for the boy's and quickly intertwined their fingers. "I really- I just need you Derek, to just- I'm homesick and you remind me of home without- without my dad and the problems. Like- you remind me of the good things-" so maybe he was sucking up to make Derek feel better? So what? "Like my mom, and the way she smells after she's done laundry. Like- like when I use my favorite spatula when I bake. All the good things." He hoped Derek was getting what he was saying, but ultimately, Alex was sure he just sounded crazy. Alex sat up and grabbed for Derek's soap before handing it to him and turning around, "Can- will you try to get it off as much as you can for me?" He bowed his head and waited for Derek to shift him around as he'd like.

[itsmickwyman]

I don’t trust you one bit. 

[alexinwords]

Heeeey, what's that supposed to mean? I haven't seen your shirt!

[itsmickwyman]

Who the fuck took my Hendrix shirt? And my pencils. 

[alexinwords]

Hey, I've done neither! I don't even know who this "Hendrix" person you talk about is.

[arielle-williams]

don’t even remind me of what Im like with alcohol, Im getting embarrassed just thinking about it 

[alexinwords]

Oh no, you're so cute when you're drunk though! It's almost endearing in a way.

[get-anseled]

I walked by three tattoo parlors today and walked reallyyyyyy slow.

Wonder how much my mother would cry if I actually stopped in one.

[alexinwords]

You know, I say you go ahead and get one. I mean, it's your body, right? And so long as there's a good reason for getting such a thing, I don't see the issue.

[arielle-williams]

If you guys think I’m naturally this energetic you are completely wrong, I think I’ve had a litre of coffee today already 

[arielle-williams]

[alexinwords]

I mean, I wouldn't say that you're not energetic, El. I've seen you with alcohol. It's quite a sight.

[littlemissmaisiedonner-deactiva]

I was at the grocery store earlier because we’re running dangerously low on everything, and some guy asked if he could poke my dimples. I just…what?

[alexinwords]

I mean, I think that counts as a compliment, but I'm not entirely sure. What'dja say?

[alexinwords]

Hair Dye and Stained Fingers

[lukasfck-blog]

Lukas knew he had to suck up everything he had been feelings at that moment: sadness more than anything, and tuck it away deep in the corridors of his mind. It wasn’t worth making Alex upset, not after all that had happened. So instead, he pressed a smile to his lips the moment the other boy pressed his face to his cheek and used a set of blue encrusted fingers to trace faint lines down the center of his spine. Lu’s eyes momentarily caught the glint of like that reflected off the blue tint now in Alex’s hair and couldn’t help, but actually smile this time. 

"I’m not upset," he cooed. A slight thud smacking against his skull as the dye fumes began to dance into his nose. He now buried his face in the blonde’s hair, desperate for a whiff of something else. "Just don’t get Derek to beat me up all ‘cause I wanted to know what I was missing out on." An inhale then an exhale, and finally Lukas shut his eyes- fingers still going steady against ‘Lex’s back. 

[alexinwords]

Alex quickly relaxed into Lukas' arms when the boy held him close, the motion of his fingers being nothing but calming. He gave a soft sigh and nuzzled closer, although the fumes were getting heavy and starting to give even Alex a little bit of a headache. "Are you sure you aren't,?" He leaned back and rested his hands on Lukas' shoulders, his thumbs rubbing gently at the skin, "I'll make you some of my special "I'm sorry" cupcakes, not to be confused with Rachel Berry's, to make up for it?"

He nuzzled into Lukas when the boy nuzzled into him, being cuddly with his friends was always something that Lukas enjoyed. "Trust me, you haven't done anything wrong, Lukey. If Derek gets upset over this, then he's an idiot. All you did was kiss me. Besides, him and I are only fuck buddies, there's- he's got no backing to support why he'd be mad," Alex felt Lukas relax and that's what let him relax, knowing that his friend was at least okay with the situation made him feel a bit less bad about it. "Hey, why don't you wash that stuff out? I'm starting to get a headache from it, so I can't even imagine how you must feel."

[alexinwords]

Blue Streaks

[derek-mitchell-blog]

Derek was surprised reading over his messages. Cuddles? He couldn’t help but smile, and replied for him to come over. He wasn’t ever a fan of the fourth of July, the fireworks and sudden American pride was overrated. Plus fireworks were loud as hell. He’d spent his day drinking and laying around his room, there was nothing to really do. All his friends seemed to be busy- even Alex up until this evening apparently. Not that Alex was his friend. But he did wonder what he was doing. “Come in!” Derek was digging through his fridge for some snacks, but he hadn’t gone shopping since he got here. Hearing Alex admire him, Derek smirked and leaned back and looked at the tall blond. “I do have a fantastic face. But my ass is stellar.” Taking Alex into his arms, he didn’t fight the kiss placed on his lips. His hands slipped down to Alex’s bum and gave it a quick squeeze. “Yeah, wish you could have joined me, I missed you.” He teased, it was true though. Having actual Alex on his knees was better than imaginary Alex. 

"Yeah, theres nothing in here since I ate all the treats you left me." His eyes suddenly fixed on a streak of blue in Alex’s perfect hair. But at first he didn’t say anything, although he didn’t like it much. It reminded him of Lukas, not so much his little blond angel. But especially the color, it was exactly like Lukas’ hair. Being tugged back to his room, Derek wasn’t so sure about what was exactly happening. But it wasn’t like Alex and Lukas weren’t friends, so maybe it was just a friend thing. “Just cuddles, yeah?” Derek teased, although he wasn’t particularly in the mood for a fuck. He admired him for a moment on his bed, Derek stepped forward and threw himself onto his bed next to Alex. “You look so comfy in my bed. Just where you’re always meant to be.” Derek laughed, running his hand down Alex’s back. “This is a no shirt zone though, hate to break it to you.” Derek reached for the ends of Alex’s shirt and slipped it off him. Once his eyes fell on Alex’s back, he swallowed thickly. 

"What’s this?" His voice was soft and testy. There were blue hand marks up and down Alex’s back. His hand traced over them and his anger sparked. "Someone else touching you?" Derek’s voice was practically a growl now, what the fuck was this? He wanted to put two and two together, but he refused to. Lukas wouldn’t- would he? “What the fuck is this?” His heart sank, Alex wasn’t his- but he was. Derek’s jaw clenched and he pulled away from Alex. “It’s fine.” He said, separating himself from the situation but his jaw was still tight. “Just fuck buddies.” Reminding Alex sharply, “He wouldn’t cuddle you tonight?” It wasn’t Lukas, it couldn’t be Lukas. But everything was adding up quickly and he felt his blood run cold. “I mean, it’s late- did you come from there? These look pretty fresh.” He tried not to care, just shut it down. “Just don’t bring his shit into my bed, okay?” Derek said finally, rolling over and grabbing his pillow to hold like he did most nights. 

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Alex let a little squeak slip through as Derek gave his ass a small squeeze, his cheeks turning bright red as he snuggled in closer to the boy's embrace, "I missed you too. You should've texted me. Maybe we could've gone out or something." Alex shook his head at Derek's next words, "We'll have to take you shopping then, hmm?" It was weird how all of a sudden Derek seemed to go oddly quiet, Alex's tummy doing a little bit of a flip in return. "Yeah, just cuddles. That's alright, right? I'm not really, um, in the mood for anything more. Kinda just want someone to put his arms around me for a bit," Alex chuckled and snuggled deeper into his spot on Derek's bed, curling up slightly under the ball of covers and the boy's pillows. "Always meant to be, hmm?" He leaned up and gave a soft kiss to Derek, "If you had told me that a week ago, I would've had a heart attack, you know. I'm always meant to be at church, not in your bed." He shook his head to let Derek know he was just joking, that he much, much preferred this location more.

He let Derek pull his shirt off without even thinking, not minding that Derek liked to snuggle without a shirt on. If Alex were honest with himself, he was much in the same place. At Derek's question, Alex looked up at the ruffled boy with a tilt of his head, "What's what?" Derek's touches to his back had Alex leaning more into the boy, "W-what? No? No one else has been touching me, Der. You're the only one that gets to do that." Derek was getting mad and Alex was getting nervous. He hadn't done anything wrong. Alex turned his head over his shoulder, only barely getting to catch sight of the blue marks that ran down his back. Oh, I guess I hadn't realized those were there. Alex really couldn't find the big deal with it, he was friends with Lukas. All he'd done is help the boy to color his hair. Derek was pulling back and Alex felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into his spot, his body aching from being pushed away. "N-no! Derek, you've- you're misunderstanding. That's not what happe-" Just fuck buddies. Thanks for the reminder, Der. "I didn't even ask if he wanted to cuddle! I only wanted to cuddle with you, asshole," Alex's hands covered his mouth, surprised that he'd actually cuss out loud. "Did I- no, I was at the pub watching the soccer games. I've been alone all day. They're from yesterday."

Alex watched with a frown as Derek rolled over, his heart plummeting in his chest, "You know, you could've asked before you assumed. Maybe there's a story as to why I've got blue hair dye everywhere." Alex turned and climbed out of Derek's bed, folding his arms across his chest, "I helped our best friend, Lukas color his hair the other day. We got into a paint war, that's it." He crossed around the room and towards Derek's side, where he could see the sour look on the boys face as he bent down and grabbed his shirt. "I don't know why it's such a big deal for you, Derek Mitchell. You know, or at least you should, that the only person I want to be with intimately is you. There's only one reason why I agreed to this stupid fuck buddies thing," Alex swallowed and slipped the shirt back over his shoulders, "There was a reason why I told Lukas he couldn't kiss me when he did. And that's you. You're the reason. It was just a kiss that meant nothing. I'm gonna- I'll go. When you stop acting like this, give me a call."

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Blue Streaks

It had been a long ass night, if Alex were completely honest with himself. As it was the 4th of July, and Alex wasn't in the US to celebrate it, he'd managed to find a little pub down the road where he could have a few drinks, sit back, and enjoy the soccer games that seemed to endlessly play on the television screens. It was completely out of the usual for Alex, but he enjoyed it, loved being himself rather than what his father wanted him to be. When he finished his third beer, he paid off his tab and pulled his phone out of his pocket. Alex wasn't entirely ready to go home alone and sleep, so he did the only thing he'd actually gotten used to doing, texted Derek and asked him if he could join the boy for a little bit of nightime cuddles.

With a positive reply from the other boy, one that made Alex's tummy jump with excitement, he quickly headed down the road and towards their place. He wasn't entirely ready to have sex again, not that he'd turn it down, but Alex was in heavy need of a good cuddle session, and well, Derek always seemed to provide exactly what he was looking for. After entering their place and finding Derek's room from memory, Alex knocked a few times and only entered after hearing a "Come in!" from the inside. He stepped in timidly and toed his shoes off at the door, shrugging his jacket off and hanging that up, too. "Der?" Alex's voice comes soft as he walks around the corner in search of Derek, only to find him in his little kitchenette area, head in the fridge and sweatshirt clad ass being the only thing visible. "Now, as much as I enjoy this view," he bites back a giggle and grins at Derek when the boy's head pops up, "I much prefer seeing your face." 

Alex approaches Derek slowly and slips into the boy's arms, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his lips before snuggling into the boy's neck. "Mm, did you just shower? You smell good," He's shirtless and warm and Alex suddenly remembers why this is such a good thing that him and Derek now have this weird kinda fuck buddy situation going on. "You done with the munchies? I really need a cuddle and some sleep," Alex giggles and slips his hand into Derek's, not even pausing before he's gently dragging Derek into his own room. Alex leaves him in the doorway and jumps into what has already become 'Alex's side.' He pats the boy's side and waits for Derek to join him before laying down and pressing close, "Mm, thank you for letting me come tonight. Sleeping here is so much better than sleeping alone."

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OKAY I GOTTA GO TO WORK

BUT ILL BE ON WHEN I GET OFF

AKA AT 12AM

LOVE YOU ALL

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lol @ my shit activity today

ive got work tomorrow from 4-12:15 (yay america or something)

but i will be on before that

 oke <3

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U know what u did boo

I've not done anything! Really. I'm as almost innocent as normal.