one look sends it coursing through the veins
you and alex meet at a party…
warnings: swearing, drinking, smut, munching, piv (protected), praising, fluff!
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you had been at a house party for a while now, considering you came at 9pm and it was now 12am, you didn’t know who’s party it was and who it was for but your friends insisted that you came.
your friends had left you to dance or make drinks, the music being too loud for you to hear them coherently therefore leaving you to your own thoughts about where they could’ve gone. which left you sitting on some random guy’s sofa in between people making out on either side of you.
you were too drunk to care, you’re only wish that it was you kissing somebody instead of having to witness it first hand.
you stood up to go get another drink, pushing through the crowds of sweaty young adults who had too much alcohol. on your way to the kitchen you bumped into someone, them spilling their drink all over you in the process, quickly sobering you up.
“‘m so sorry love, i wasn’t watching where i was going, are you alright?” the man babbled on. you look down at your freshly soaked top, one of your favourites, praying that it wont be ruined.
your gaze finally met the man who carelessly threw his drink onto you. he wasn’t too tall, only slighter than you. he had short brown hair, messed up from the general party atmosphere and a crumpled white shirt on that fit his body perfectly. you met his dark brown eyes, them softening when he looked at you.
“are you alright?” the man repeats, a look of regret plastered across is face, his lips in a thin line.
“oh, yeah ill be alright” you reply “hopefully my top can be salvaged” you attempt to joke, however your tone coming across with slight irritation as you speak.
he pays no mind to it, clearly seeing your intention and his face softening slightly in relief when you spoke.
you finally get a good look at him. he’s atleast in his early 20s and has a slightly boyish face, however still managing to be extremely attractive.
his eyes watch you as your unconsciously stare, a small smirk playing on his lips. “let me make it up to you” he says, his sheffield accent slightly drawling out “what’re you drinking?”
you snap out of your trance at his words, “vodka coke” you reply back.
he spins on his heels and starts heading toward the kitchen, it only being a few steps away, and you follow after him.
he reaches the kitchen and starts making you your drink with you leaning on the kitchen side next to him, admiring his hands as he measures out the vodka.
“‘m sorry again, love, was an accident” he says, attempting to start a conversation with you to fill the air, the music in the background fading as he starts to speak. “i’m alex by the way” he turns to look at you, handing you your drink.
you give back your name, smiling as you grasp your drink, fingers touching as it is passed.
you and alex fall into light conversation in the kitchen, talking about what you both study at university and how you ended up at the party, both laughing at silly comments that he makes. albeit, not overly funny but the alcohol in your system makes it seem like they are.
eventually you guys make it out of the kitchen, finding a sofa to sit comfortably on.
“well i’m the lead singer of this band, they’re who i came with tonight but i lost them practically as we walked in the door” he chuckles briefly, shifting his position as he speak to turn more toward you, his arm hung on the back of the sofa, his fingers unbearably close to your shoulder.
“you’re in a band?” you question, wanting to know more about the stranger sat in front of you.
“yeah, its quite a new thing but i’m hoping we make it far, its something i’ve dreamed of since i were young” alex says, pride in his voice. you can clearly see this is something he is passionate about.
“well, don’t forget me when you guys are famous, the girl you spilt your drink all over at a random house party” you joke, giggling as you say it.
“nah, i could never forget someone as beautiful as you are” alex flirts, his eyes finding yours to study your reaction.
you flush at his words, slightly turning your face away from him, suddenly aware of how close you guys are sitting, looking toward his fingers that are itching to touch you but are afraid of scaring you off.
“that was bold” you reply, “what if i didn’t feel the same” you look back, challenging him.
alex watches you for a moment before leaning in, getting closer to you. “if you didn’t, i don’t think we would be sat this close together and you wouldn’t have a certain look in your eye when you talk to me” he says lowly, his breath hot on your ear.
he pulls back slowly, now face to face, a smirk evident when he comes back into frame.
your mouth is slightly ajar at his words, unable to think of a come back.
“tell me i’m wrong” alex says cockily, his voice still low and his face very close to yours. all you would have to do is lean in slightly and his lips would be on yours.
i wonder what he tastes like, you think briefly, most likely like cheap beer and cigarettes. your eyes dart down to look at his lips and then back up to look into his eyes once more.
alex notices and mimics your action.
instead of granting him with an answer you lean in, quickly kissing him softly and then pulling back to look at him once more.
alex’s eyes are wide and his lips slightly parted in surprise but before you could fully take him in, alex leans in again and captures your mouth in a kiss, more demanding than your last.
the kiss is messy and intoxicating, more so than the alcohol in your systems. your teeth clanking at first before finding a rhythm that is suitable for the both of you. his lips are soft despite the messiness of the kiss, his tongue attempting to part your mouth more by sliding across your bottom lip.
you allow him, his tongue entering your mouth and dancing with your own, confirming your previous suspicions about what he tastes like. cheap beer and cigarettes. except its even better getting to experience it rather than just thinking about it.
you finally think to move your hands which are awkwardly folded in your lap. eager to touch him, you move your hands to rest in his hair, slightly pulling on it as you move.
he groans into the kiss at the feeling, moving his hand from the back of the couch to your waist, attempting to pull you closer to him.
he breaks the kiss first and you get to witness the most beautiful sight in front of you.
alex’s lips slightly parted and swollen from your kiss, his chest moving up and down attempting to get more air into his lungs, a slight blush on his cheeks, his eyes wide and pupils blown as he looks at you. you think it is the most attractive sight you’ve ever seen, wanting to capture this memory to remember it for the rest of your life.
you both take a minute to catch your breaths before alex breathes out,
“should we leave?”
you quickly nod, your mind racing with the possibilities that could happen tonight, making you squeeze your thighs together in anticipation.
alex rises from the sofa, holding his hand out for you to grab where he leads you through the crowd of people, eager to get to the front door.
you both step out into the cold autumn air, the breeze sobering you up and making you silently curse yourself for not wearing something warmer, wrapping your arms around yourself.
alex notices and brings one of his arms to wrap around your shoulders, bringing you closer to him to feel his warmth.
he smells good, is the first thing you think, your face slightly leaning on his chest at an awkward angle, your arm snaking to wrap around his waist.
“i don’t live far from here, are you alright to walk?” alex speaks, regaining your attention back to him.
“yeah, that’s good” you say back, smiling whilst trying to get closer to him. alex chuckles at the action and starts leading you in the direction of his flat.
alex wasn’t wrong, he really didn’t live far, it taking just over 5 minutes to reach his front door. he reaches for his keys and opens the door to a dark house, allowing you to take the first step in whilst he guides you with a hand on the small of your back, following in behind you.
alex flicks a light on, now being able to see the inside of the flat. the space is quite small however has a warmth to it, clearly lived in and loved. the living room is to the left of you, the sofa against the wall with pictures hung on the plain walls. its nice, you think, homely.
“i’m just going to go get us a drink love, you can go sit on the sofa if y’want” alex says, nervousness creeping up in his voice.
you accept his offer and wander over to his sofa, its comfortable enough, the throw pillows making it cosier.
alex makes his way back from the kitchen, two glasses of water in hand, handing one to you as he enters the room and takes a seat next to you. you accept it with a small ‘thank you’ and take a sip, placing it on the windowsill behind you, turning back to face alex.
alex does the same, trying not to be awkward about it however fails due to the silent atmosphere, realising that you guys don’t actually know each other that well. at all in fact.
you notice a record player in the corner of the room, in attempt to cut some of the awkwardness you ask, “can we play some music” gesturing over to the records.
he smiles, “yeah, of course. choose anything you like.” alex replies softly, grateful for any distraction from the nervousness he’s starting to feel.
you get up from the couch, alex watching you intently as you walk over and choose an album. you bend over to pick up a record and place it gently in the player, allowing the music to fill the air when then needle drops.
“the strokes” he grins, “great choice, one of my favourites.” you smile at that as you walk back to sit next to the man, significantly closer than before.
alex stares at you as you sit down, his hands gravitating towards your thighs, gripping them gently.
“you know i meant it earlier” he murmurs as he looks down at where his hands lie.
you cock your head to the side in slight confusion, attempting the recall previous events of the night, “meant what?” you question back.
“that i could never forget someone as beautiful as you are” alex says, repeating his words from earlier, looking at you directly. one his hands leaving your things to tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.
your breath hitches as your bottom lip comes to rest between your teeth and redness appears on your face.
alex leans in to kiss you softly, it quickly becoming desperate with need as your lips start to move faster. one of his hands goes to cup the side of your face whilst his other grips your thigh harder.
you sigh into the kiss, like you were holding in a breath you didn’t know you were holding. you take the initiative to crawl into his lap, aching for the closeness that you couldn’t achieve at the party.
his hands reach behind you, holding your back to steady you. your hands found his hair once again, pushing through it as your kiss grows hungrier.
you slightly grind down on him, the roughness of his jeans against the thin of your underwear thats under your skirt. alex pulls back from the kiss and groans, his hands sliding from your back down to your ass to grip it, almost encouraging you to repeat the action.
you do it again as you lean back into kiss him, yourself whining at the action. his grip became firmer, kneading the skin there as his breath became heavier.
“do you want to go to my bed” alex speaks against your lips. you mutter a quick ‘yes’ and he picks you up, your legs wrapping around his waist and your arms around his neck as he carries you to his bedroom.
he lays you down on the edge of his bed, quickly turning a lamp on next to you, before coming back to take you in.
your hair was slightly messed up and your clothes were slightly ruffled. alex leans down to kiss you once more and starts to play with the hem of your shirt, now dried from the drink he spilt on your earlier.
you get his not-so-subtle hint and break the kiss to lift your shirt over your head, now just left in your bra.
“gorgeous” he breathes out as his eyes rake over you. before he can kiss you again you say,
“its not fair that only i have to take something off” your hands starting to unbutton his white shirt, a smirk playing on your lips
“it looks like your taking care of that f’me, darlin’” alex replies, allowing you to carry on with your task as he towers over you.
the nickname makes your head spin, his northern accent making it sound more delicious from his lips. you manage to unbutton his shirt successfully and he pushes it off his shoulders, leaving him bare chested.
you run your hands up his chest, your nails slightly scratching him as you do which makes him shiver. he finally captures your lips and pushes you back onto his bed so he can hover over you, his hands finding comfort on your waist.
alex presses down a bit, despite him wearing jeans you can still feel his hardness against you, making you gasp into his mouth. you reach down to feel him, needing more which in turn makes him sigh and start kissing down from your mouth toward your jaw and eventually your neck.
you try to unbutton his jeans slightly, wanting to feel him even more as he continues to kiss your neck, eliciting quiet whines from you. alex notices your efforts and reaches down in between you to unbutton and pull the zipper down, slightly freeing himself.
pleased with this, you reach into his jeans and start to palm him through his boxers, your other hand resting nice in his hair. he’s big, you think to yourself, desperately hoping you didn’t say that aloud. the action makes alex stop kissing you and whimper into your neck.
if you couldn’t think he could get any more attractive, think again. the sound from him only made you grow wetter by the second, desperately needing some sort of friction.
you continued to palm alex until he reached down and grabbed your wrist.
“if you carry on, love, i won’t be able to last very long” alex pants into your neck, turning his neck back up to look at you, “and i really need to be inside you.” those words made you press your thighs together, heat building in between your legs.
with that he kissed you needily and started to play with he hem of your jean skirt, “can i?” he says in between kisses.
“please” you whine into him, with that he breaks the kiss to stand up, unbuttoning your skirt and dragging it down your thighs. his eyes looked crazy with want, them tracing over your body as he licked his lips.
alex came back to hover over you, kissing you once more before his kisses started to trail hotly down your body. reaching your breasts he looked up at you, silently asking you if he could take your bra off to which you nodded. he wasted no time discarding your bra, throwing it somewhere across the room that you will have to look for later.
he took one of your nipples into your mouth whilst his hand palmed the other one, you moaned and your eyes screwed shut at the sensation. his tongue swirling around your nipple before kissing it one last time to do the same to the other. all that could be heard was the faint sound of music from the living room, panting and the lewd sounds coming from the man’s mouth as he pleased you.
alex continued moving further down your body, leaving open-mouthed kisses as he went, eventually reaching them hem of your underwear where a wet patch had started to form.
he looked up and his eyes met yours, “please can i taste you, love”
you wetted your lips in anticipation and nodded quickly, wanting him to finally touch you.
“words please, darlin’” he spoke lowly.
“yes alex please” you whined out, a little too desperately but you didnt care.
alex being pleased with your answer hooked his fingers into the waistband of your underwear and slowly pulled them down and off your legs. the cold air hit your cunt in a way that made you shiver. alex watched you with a hunger in his eyes, mumbling “so beautiful, so wet f’me” to himself as he leaned in and licked a stripe up your pussy up to your clit.
you moaned softly at the feeling, which gave alex the go-ahead to carry on. his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking softly, making you moan loudly and arch your back, your hands which were once beside you floated into his hair slightly pulling as you pushed yourself into his face.
he moaned into your pussy as his hips ground down into the mattress beneath him, attempting to relieve some pressure. he continued faster, eventually pushing his tongue into your wetness as his nose bumped deliciously at your clit.
“alex… god, keep going” you moaned out, your words spurred him on, making him work faster whilst he tongue fucked you and groaned into your cunt, the vibrations adding to your pleasure.
your grip tightened on his hair as you got closer, “alex, im so close… don’t, fuck, don’t stop please” you moaned out, babbling on. alex smirked into you as he said, “come on darling, you’re doing so well for me, come on my tongue, you can do it”
his words normally would sound patronising which you would hate however they were just what you needed and you came loudly. alex continued to lick you through your orgasm, helping you through it as he praised you and cleaned you up.
when he resurfaced his face was glistening with the remnants of yourself. he kissed you sweetly, you could taste yourself on him which turned you on further. alex gave you a minute to recover, fetching you your forgotten glass of water from the living room.
“fuck” you panted out, your chest heaving “that was amazing”
alex settled next to you, sitting up, his appearance dishevelled from his actions. he grinned at your words, trying for them not to boost his ego but ultimately failing. “i’m glad you enjoyed, love”
after your break, you shifted yourself so you could straddle his lap, wrapping around him. his jeans had come off when he went to go retrieve you the water, them being too uncomfortable with his hardness pressing against them still, now only left in his boxers.
you ground down on his cock, he felt warm beneath you. his hands flew to your waist, guiding you as your carried on grinding on him, alex’s head falling back against the headboard.
“can i ride you?” you say, any awkwardness from earlier had fully dissipated as you continued to roll your hips.
alex nodded eagerly as he groaned out from your actions.
“use your words, alex” you smirked, repeating back his own words, teasing him.
“fuck, yes yes ride me please” alex moaned out, your movements slowing as you got ready to get off him to quickly find a condom.
alex told you one was located in his wallet in his jeans as he simultaneously shimmied out of his boxers, a wet patch evident on them from where you were sat on him.
you opened the wrapper with your teeth before rolling it onto his length, the feeling of it made alex take a breath in through his teeth.
you straddled him once again and lined him up with you, finally sinking down on him slowly. he was big, you had already felt him in your hand, but in your hand is different to him actually being inside you.
you both moaned out at the feeling, you took a moment to sit to adjust to his size before moving slowly.
“fuck, you feel so good, love, i’m not sure how long i will last” alex moans out, his head falling back and his eyes rolling back into his head.
the roll of your hips became faster, your moans becoming louder. alex thrusted up slightly, meeting your hips and finding a steady rhythm. you searched for alex’s lips, both moaning into the kiss as the need for release became more apparent and his thrusts became less rhythmic.
your hand went down to circle your clit, to get you closer, but before you could get there to do it yourself alex’s thumb beat you to it, making you throw your head back in pleasure and clenching around him.
alex whimpered at this, unable to control the sounds falling from his lips. “if you keep doing that, love, i wont last another minute” he moans out.
“m’so close, alex, please” you say, youre not even sure what youre asking of him but he understands. the circles on your clit became faster as so did his thrusts and the roll of your hips.
“come on darling, come w’me, s’good for me” alex moans shamelessly into your ear.
everything becomes too much and before you know it youre coming on his cock with him as he fills up the condom, shallowly thrusting up into you as you both ride out your orgasms.
you lean foward so your foreheads are touching, both sweaty. he wraps his arms around you, just sitting like that for a moment before he pulls out of you and discards of the condom. he gets a damp flannel to come clean you up and passes you one of his shirts from his drawers to put on.
the strokes record had ended a long time ago, neither of you noticed, too busy wrapped up with each other to care.
alex returns to bed, laying next to you and pulls you into his chest. despite only meeting tonight, you both feel strangely at peace with one another. a certain comfortableness you’ve never felt before. almost like this is a routine and its been done before.
“you’re amazing” alex mumbles, pressing a kiss into your hair whilst stroking your arm.
you smile into his chest, pressing further into him. “could i stay?” you say, slightly muffled by your face being hidden in his chest.
“i thought that was to be assumed, especially after i just had the best sex of my life” alex replies, a smile evident in his voice.
you laugh into him, “me too” you agree.
you both drift off into a peaceful sleep, better than you have had in recent months, and stay tangled within each others limbs until you wake up.
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a/n: i hope you guys enjoyed this as much as i did writing it! its a little rushed at the end but i was unsure how to finish it… hopefully its not too much… also please request things! it is always appreciated
