uhhh if you’re comfortable writing it maybe something like smutty aleks brett? for a prompt
i havent fucked with this pairing yet but im digging the concept
Aleks has been straddling Brett’s lap long enough that his knees are starting to ache--the shitty couch only has so much padding, and he’s pretty sure they’ve been there for a solid half an hour. But Brett’s hands are warm and solid on his hips, and when they pull apart to catch their breath, Aleks doesn’t really care about his aches.
Brett’s eyes slit open and he smiles up at Aleks, who has to fight the urge to dive right back in and kiss those swollen lips again because right, he needs to breathe. Brett’s fingers twitch on Aleks’ hips, and the latter sighs and rocks forward a little.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Brett mutters, the smirk on his lips taunting Aleks, and he can’t help but try and kiss it away.
“D’you think James’ll get mad if we fuck on the couch?” Brett wheezes a laugh and Aleks’ heart swoops, moves from his face down to his neck, busying himself with dragging lazy kisses down and getting a soft hum out of Brett.
“I don’t think it would be the first time it’s happened.”
“I can just burn it?” Aleks offers, and Brett snorts and pulls Aleks closer by the hips, making him whine into the skin of his neck.
“Don’t burn it, freak.”
