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Post by ALEJANDRO SANCHEZ on Jun 10, 2011 21:34:15 GMT -5
Alejandro had to hide the urge to smile. It was hard to quell down his almost amused smugness. Ben probably wrote some pretty harsh things in the lyrics if he was hesitant this much. Although he liked getting the other man’s approval it was also a bit funny to piss him off every now and then. Alex wasn’t a fan on conflict by any means but to know he had such an effect was relieving. It would be worse if Ben didn’t react at all. Then their relationship would have really been in trouble. “Are the lyrics very bitter?” There had to be some bite to them but he wanted to gauge how truly intense it was by paying attention to how Ben answered the question.
“It’s been a while since we’ve just…talked like this…” Ben wasn’t the only one surprised by how light the conversation was going. Even with the first fiery sparks that threatened to reach through when they first met up again everything had remained relatively calm and stable. Alex was almost taken aback by how smooth things were going. There was nothing to fight against, at least not yet.
“Reporting is good. Easy. If I can get a decent story wherever I’m staying at I can type up something fairly quickly and the whole thing only takes a couple days at the very most. The harder cases take longer but I tend not to touch those unless I’m going to stay in the area no matter what.” He shrugged, “It’s better than anything else I could do. And I’d rather not be forced to take something out of sheer desperation like selling my body on the street or something.” It was meant to be a joke but Alex was sure Ben wouldn’t like his almost snarky comment. Alex would be lying if he hadn’t said it as a little bit of payback for whatever the heck Ben wrote in his song that could be taken the wrong way. Even if he had every right to be bitter about it Alex was prideful when it came to his image. He wasn’t some stupid hussy that broke hearts- this was his first honest-to-goodness love and though things had started out rocky he wasn’t fully to blame. Ben knew that …and at least he admitted to knowing it now but it stung his ego just a bit.
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Post by BEN CREWE on Jun 10, 2011 22:02:53 GMT -5
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Ben gave Alex an unamused look but then admitted, "Not bitter. Hurt." And that was all he had to say about it right then. He'd play the stupid thing whenever Alex decided he wanted to hear it, but this was a new thing for him, having to deal with there being somebody in his life who was going to be able to read between the lines of his music. Sooner or later Alex would hear Red Light, too, and Lie to Me and you know what? Maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all. This was a whole different thing than writing song for his older sister or tossing off romantic ballads by imagining an actual relationship had developed with some one night stand.
He managed, barely, not to scowl or anything. Especially since the conversation had moved on a bit. "It has been a while. Actually," a slow grin, "have we ever just talked like this? I can't remember a time we've made it this long without staqrting to shout again." It was funny. But nice, too.
Nice enough that though a muscle in Ben's jaw jumped at the crack about selling his body, he didn't immediately rise to the bait and start in about how much Alex could get by the hour or the night. Instead he took a sip of juice and said, "Glad you found something you like to do." There, that was friendly enough, right?
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Post by ALEJANDRO SANCHEZ on Jun 11, 2011 22:52:46 GMT -5
Alejandro shook his head with a quirky smile while his eyes shined with a slyness that he usually didn’t possess. “Maybe write a happy song next time now that you’ve got me for good?” He didn’t mind that Ben had written songs probably full of bitter hurt about him but it would be nice to get a nice serenade sometime. A nice ego stroke definitely.
“No, we haven’t talked like this too much. Mostly fighting but…I like the talking. I hope…I hope we can keep this up at least once and a while.” He pulled his legs up on the chair, almost curling up. It looked very uncomfortable but at the angle Alex was leaning he found it quite relaxing.
“It makes the time go by quicker, as well.” It had been a great distraction when he was fighting himself to keep from crawling back to Ben and begging forgiveness or just outright trying to steal his pelt back. Either way, Alex would have been miserable. This way at least they stood a chance. “Something to do when I was bored.” Bored? Yeah right. More like desperate for Ben and the ocean at the same damn time.
“Soooo…this is a nice place. Better than the usual.” Clean and simple but it was way more romantic than the usual dingy places Ben chose to save money. Another pitiful thing to talk about but Alex was trying to keep Ben's mind away from...other things...
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Post by BEN CREWE on Jun 11, 2011 23:56:05 GMT -5
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Ben laughed, eyebrows going up. "You are aware that they're called 'the blues', right? I mean, I can try for a happy love song but I'm doubting it'll go over big." But then the grin softened a little and he conceded, "I'll try for something, even if I only ever play it in the privacy of a hotel room."
Speaking of which. The shying-away was cute and all, but it was going to start getting to be a problem any time. So Ben drained his bottle of juice and set it down, then stood up and moved around the small table and held a hand down to Alex. "Yeah," he said indifferently. "It's a palace. Alex, if you jitter any harder you're going to actually strain something. Come here, okay?" He looked down at the other man with his eyebrows arched, a surprisingly gentle smile on his face. "Do you honestly think I'm going to hurt you? Tonight, of all nights?" It wasn't mocking, and that in and of itself said something about how much Ben really did love him.
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Post by ALEJANDRO SANCHEZ on Jun 12, 2011 0:50:31 GMT -5
Alejandro beamed at that. “Something just for me then? I love that,” He smiled happily, content and just enjoying the moment. A song just for him that none of Ben’s fans were allowed to hear. That would be nice. Fans helped Ben because he got income from his job but Alex felt very possessive over his lover. He didn’t like anyone fawning over Ben.
He winced when Ben pointed that out before shaking his head, “No, of course not. I know you won’t hurt me but… uh…we’ve never done it like this before. And we’ve only done it once.” Somehow admitting it out loud forced a fresh red blush on his cheeks and he smiled weakly up at Ben. He was trying, he really was, but he couldn’t completely quench down the nerves. Alex took Ben’s hand, letting him help him to his feet and watching Ben, enjoying the secret gentle side of him that only he could see.
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Post by BEN CREWE on Jun 12, 2011 1:38:47 GMT -5
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Ben pulled Alex in against him, sliding his arm around the shorter man's waist. "Look, idiot." The word was so warm that it was impossible to mistake it for anything but an endearment. "I'm not going to throw you down on the bed and ravish you. I don't know what kind of cheap porn you've been reading on the internet or what kind of idiots you picked up in your travels, but sex isn't all wham-bam-anal-penetration, especially when both parties are entirely sober."
He slid his hand up Alex's spine, slow and gentle. "There's more to sex than the butt, okay? There's all sorts of things that we can do with and to one another that aren't scary, don't hurt, and don't need to make you nervous." A soft kiss to the hinge of Alex's jaw. "Relax, okay? Nothing frightening is going to happen tonight. It's just you and me and a quiet room." Another kiss to the side of Alex's jaw, then a slow trail of them down his throat, gentle and undemanding and hopefully relaxing the other man a little. Or at least giving him something to think about besides being nervous.
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Post by ALEJANDRO SANCHEZ on Jun 12, 2011 16:18:26 GMT -5
Alejandro pursed his lips, almost pouting, “I don’t read porn.” That was his one last whiny protest before his mind was very distracted by the gentle administrations of Ben’s hand. He let out a breathy gasp, surprised at how slow and sweet Ben was being. It was like he was handling precious cargo and knowing that he was being treated like that… it warmed him up inside. To know that he was wanted in this way, not just as a possession, but a cared for lover…Alex could feel his knees already struggling not to buckle and give out.
A kiss here…a kiss there. Alex took a soft intake of breath, feeling his limbs all relax at once. His eyes fluttered to a close as he leaned in to Ben’s insistent but light kisses. “A-all right.” Alex finally managed to whisper, too concerned with the easygoing gestures of affection to pay too much attention on remembering Ben’s words or what he could possibly say in return.
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Post by BEN CREWE on Jun 12, 2011 16:53:34 GMT -5
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"Don't read porn?" The words were soft and amused, coming between kisses along the side of Alex's throat as his fingers stroked up and down the backs of the selkie's thighs. "That's okay, I'll show you that too."
He started steering Alex over to the bed, but when they got there Ben turned around and sat down himself, pulling the other man forward to stand between his knees. He propped his chin on Alex's stomach, looked up at him with that gentled smile that only Alex had ever seen, and only rarely before tonight. "I'm not going to hurt you." His accent thickened as his voice went quieter. "An' you're not going to make a fool of yourself. That's the nice thing about bein' in love, no judgment left." He traced his fingertips up the backs of Alex's thighs, seeking out the sensitive spots. "You're safe with me. Do you believe that?"
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Post by ALEJANDRO SANCHEZ on Jun 12, 2011 17:12:24 GMT -5
Alejandro couldn’t help but turn red again. It was as if every time they got to intimacy-whether referring to it, or like now actually about to get intimate- he turned on like a light switch. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out little undignified squeaks as Ben knew just how to get under his skin. All the touching and kissing was airy and comfortable but he was still embarrassed at how nervous and inexperienced he was. It felt like he was letting his lover down somehow but he tried forcing those ridiculous thoughts down.
At the unfamiliar position Alex blinked, his head clearing momentarily from the hazy pleasure so that he could stare down at Ben confused and intrigued. The blush would have intensified by such a look. He felt like he was seeing into Ben’s very soul and he opened his mouth to reply but then shyly nodded his head. Safe. That was a word he never though he would be with Ben but now here they were, not fighting, just about to be close and feel each other. “I believe it.” His whisper was just about incoherent but he figured Ben wouldn’t mind. He’d understand. As different as they were- somehow they both understood.
He paused again. It wasn’t hesitation toward the intimacy but how to properly respond to it. Ben’s consideration and kind words aside- he wanted to…impress his lover? No. That wasn’t the right word. Maybe not impress but…but to try to reciprocate the affection to show his love. It was awkard in his own head but that was basically what his gut wanted. Alex gingerly let his fingers wrap themselves around Ben’s hair, smiling softly.
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Post by BEN CREWE on Jun 12, 2011 22:05:01 GMT -5
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"Then the rest of it will be fine." Ben kissed at Alex's stomach through the shirt, then rumpled up the thin cotton and kissed the skin just above the drawstring of the borrowed pyjama pants. "Just fine," he murmured, pulling back just far enough to peel off his own black t-shirt and toss it away, but not stripping clothes off the other man just yet. Instead he stayed sitting on the bed, running his hands in long soothing lines up and down Alex's back as he drew loops and whorls of kisses and very gentle bites across his stomach.
Eventually, once neither of them were breathing entirely steadily and there was no room left for nerves or fears, Ben turned Alex around and laid him down on the bed, crawling up over the top of him and proceeding to prove with lips, tongue, teeth, fingertips, and every other part of his body just how much he'd missed his selkie and just how many reasons Alex had to stay. It was dawn before the two of them fell into an exhausted sleep, their bodies tangled together so tightly that it was hard to tell where one of them ended and the other began. Which was, if you had asked Ben, sort of the point.
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