— First of all: to anyone who took the time to like/followed: hello!! I see you and appreciate it. This is a side blog and I haven’t worked out the whole following thing with side-blogs? I’ll get there eventually, but, until then. Just wanted to say hi and send love. I honestly didn’t think anyone would notice it much. My ask box is officially open, please don’t be shy i’m always around to chat or requests. Okay, to Skars things now. I wasn’t sure if I was going to continue but damn- I couldn’t get this out of my head last night. Wrote it really fast so please excuse any typos if there are any. These two are gonna make a mess of me.
Alex paused. You paused. Your eyes fall on each other from across the large marble countertop, as you held the now empty bottle you tried to pour from. You both burst into laughter in less than 20 seconds, tears started to pool in his eyes from laughing so hard so sudden- you held your sides because they always hurt when you laughed this hard.“Come on, that’s it for you now, Princess.” After the long car ride home, you and Alex had decided to say fuck it, wandered into his wine room which lived conveniently in a little nook under his main staircase. He had shuffled and found his favorite Cabernet and you had climbed on his back and demanded he carried you back to the living room with a giggle. He was used to your antics and gladly did so, placing you hastily on the fluffy white rug near his large sectional. You were still in your dress from the evening, it flowed wonderfully over your hips, clinging desperately to them, and the back dipped nice and low, just like he liked. The straps were thin, almost barely there, and Alex could not keep his eyes off you the entire night. Your collarbones, the nape of you neck. You had chosen to wear black, because, when did black not work- And you hadn’t even had a chance to slip off your kitten heels. Instead, he wandered into his kitchen, brought two glasses for the wine and sat right next to you, still in his suit for the evening. He poured, you sipped, you took turns switching. Before you knew it the bottle was empty and you were drunk. Alex was clearly feeling a little wine drunk too, his face was flushed and under his ears were light red. You could always use that to tell, and you shook your head at him. Somehow you had both ended up in the kitchen, trying to pour from an empty bottle of wine- completely oblivious to the fact that you both obliterated said wine about, thirteen minutes ago? He pushed his hands under your legs, so he could easily lift you from below. You wrapped your legs around his center tightly, flung your hands around his neck and held on as he carried you back to your sitting spot again, letting you on your feet. He plopped on the floor in front of the couch, his back resting against it. You stood in front of him and gazed down at him and shit- it felt so good to be taller than him for once, to tower over him for a change. Biting your lip nimbly you scooted a little closer to him, sizing yourself up a bit. He noticed, of course, his eyes widening and his brows furrowing a little. “What..what are you..” You stepped on the outside of his thighs, your legs open in front of him straddling him standing. You caught his eye contact and held it, letting a moment pass in silence. And another. “Can I do it now?” You asked it simply, in a quiet voice. A small request, a simple request. His mouth parted and he ran his tongue over his bottom lip, wetting it lightly as he gazed up your legs, his eyes stopping at your wide hips, the back up again to your face which displayed a mischievous look.
