lost boy

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."

"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.”

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 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.

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.”

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. 

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.” 

"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.