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Blue Streaks

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.

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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.”

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Blue Streaks

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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.

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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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The one thing to describe Thea at parties was carefree. She didn’t care what happened, who she happened to do, anything. She loved the drinking, the music. So when she was dancing, she may or may not have bumped into someone. “Oh fuck, sorry!” She giggled, she was a bit tipsy.

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Derek was holding his glass of beer, casually drinking while he attempted to dance. Although it was a huge failure on his part since he was already slightly wasted. Suddenly someone was knocking into him and his shirt was covered in cheap beer. "Ah- fuck- I just changed too." Derek turned to see a drunk girl and sighed, wringing out his shirt.

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Blue Streaks

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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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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.

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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?

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I get that a lot too. We should start a dimple revolution. Dimples are not consent.

#convo #maisie

itsmickwyman

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

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Well I took one pencil and then it broke. So I took another one and that one broke and then I saw a cool shirt so...

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so do you prefer alex or alex?

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So do you prefer Alaska or Teagan?

Why would I ever have to pick? I don't think you understand anon, I stay out of their drama. I'm not picking friends.

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Maybe? well Ive certainly missed you, have I missed anything important?

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Ya'know, the usual. Fuckin bitches, getting drunk. Not really, but just keep thinking that. What took you so long to get here, Als?

#convo #ally

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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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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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