💔 (from bowandquiverlightwood)
Interrupted Kisses from Grimm
Grimm didn’t expect to see Alec after their night together. Most of Grimm’s trysts were just that, one night stands because it was easier to keep feelings at bay when you only had to deal with the person for one night. Alec... he seemed like someone best to keep it to one night. It was obvious from their night together that Alec was new to the sex thing. How many people before him, he wasn’t sure, but imagined not very many. Grimm had been with enough people to be able to tell, the difference between experienced and not experienced partners, and Alec definitely was not. Which usually meant, from his experience that the partner was more vulnerable to feelings, especially if it was more than a one night stand.
How could he help himself, though? Grimm rarely tread on the safe side of anything, and that lack of experience and that sliver of innocence was something that he found very attractive -that he craved. So when he found Alec in one of the hole-in-the-wall bars, he couldn’t stop himself from striding over, buying them a few drinks. When Alec got to close, staring at him with those bright eyes, how the fuck could he not pull the man in for a kiss. Perhaps to men kissing outside of a gay bar wasn’t the smartest thing to do, but those lips were so damn soft and he tasted of whiskey. In his mind, no man should be able to resist.
He figured a disgruntled patron would be what interrupted them, but it was a buzzing in his pocket that had him reluctantly pulling away from the man. Ice blue eyes looked down at the caller ID and he sighed. “My sister,” he told the man, holding up the phone that displayed a picture of a ram as the ID photo. “I’ll be right back, and we can either have another drink or whatever, or we can take this back to my place where I have a whole bottle of whiskey ready to be broken out. Sound good, sweetheart?”
