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“So that’s it? You’re just going to leave?” Andrew stood like a tower in the tattered hotel room. He was still confused but fuming from the screaming match with Alex just moments ago.
Alex looked like he was on the verge of tears which made Andrew’s heart ache. He was furiously putting things into a suitcase, trying to ignore Andrew.
“Alex, what the fuck is going on?” Andrew fumed. He grabbed the case away from Alex.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s done, now go run off to her.” Alex pulled the case back. He’d spoken out of turn and he could feel a shift.
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Andrew cursed. “What is wrong with you? What does she have to do with any of this?”
“Are you really that blind, Andrew?”
“What are you going on about? Do you think she’s a gold digger or something?”
“No.”
“Then what?”
“No. It’s not worth it at this point.”
“Alex, just talk to me. You’re my closest mate. I can’t stand seeing you upset.”
“It’s… it’s just you don’t talk to me anymore… and you’re just so blind to everything.”
“What are you even talking about? What am I blind to? This better not be about her…”
“You’re blind to me Andrew!” Alex slammed the suitcase on the floor
“What?”
“I fancy you. I always have and I just can’t take it anymore.” Alex said, with tears running down his cheeks. “With past girlfriends you always made time for me, but now I’m no one. So I just went along with your passing feelings. Until now, now I’m done.”
“Alex, I…”
“Just don’t Andrew.”
Alex was heading towards the door that Andrew was blocking. Alex tried to brush past him but Andrew grabbed his arm.
“Let go Andrew. I’ve got a cab waiting.” Alex tried wriggling his arm away. But Andrew’s grip was strong.
“Alex, wait.” Andrew said, while slowly shutting the door.
“Andrew…” Alex dropped his luggage as soon as their lips met.
It was Andrew that initiated the kiss. It wasn’t like it was the first time. They’d drunkenly snogged more times than Alex could count. But this time felt so completely different.
The kiss deepened and Andrew pulled him close.
Finally a release.
“Andy…” Alex whispered. “What does this mean?”
“I have no earthly idea.” Andrew kissed him again with force.
Alex held his face as they kissed. Andrew started to unbutton Alex’s shirt, before pulling him closer by his jeans.
“Wait… Andy, what are we doing?”
“I’m making you stay.” Andrew’s face softened as he pulled Alex’s face towards his and they kissed again.
“I don’t wanna make you do something you don’t want to.” Alex said.
“No, I want to.” Andrew looked deathly serious.
He pushed Alex toward the unmade bed. Alex’s legs buckled as they hit the mattress. Andrew took the opportunity to crawl up into his lap. Almost too big for it.
Andrew pushed Alex’s shirt down past his shoulders and started to kiss his neck. Alex pushed him away only to rip open Andrew’s shirt.
“Ah.” Andrew whimpered as Alex ran his cool hands along his ribs. “Fuck me.”
“Trying to…” Alex kissed him again.
He flipped their positions. Pressing Andrew into the bed, rotating his hips into him.
Alex ended his barrage of kisses to start undoing Andrew’s jeans. Andrew had his eyes closed as he gripped the duvet. Alex woke him up by breaching his underwear.
Careful and tender strokes to get them started. Andrew couldn’t help but whimper a bit.
“Is this okay?” Alex asked, close to his ear.
“Mhmm. It’s very okay.”
“What do you want me to do next?”
“I don’t know. Do what you want. I have no idea what to do.”
Alex didn’t want to admit it, but Andrew’s inexperience was a bit of a turn on. Finally something he knew that Andrew didn’t.
Alex kissed him meanly and started to undo his own jeans. He was mulling over if he should make things quick and dirty or slow and steady.
If it was truly Andrew’s first time, then he needed a steady hand.
“Do you wanna go all the way?” He asked.
“Is that what you want?” Andrew replied.
“I want anything you can give me.”
“Then let’s go all the way.”
Alex smiled and gave him a hard kiss with lots of tongue.
Alex pulled off the rest of their clothes and spread his friend’s legs.
“Are you sure…” Alex said. Sifting through the contents of the bedside table.
“Alex, you seem to think you’re the only person who wants this.”
“Okay. Okay. Sorry.” Alex kissed Andrew’s shoulder as he found what he was looking for. The lubricant was cold on his fingertips as he coated them.
“I’m gonna go slow. I’ll stop if it’s too much.”
“I feel like a virgin again, Alex.” Andrew’s face went red with embarrassment.
“Don’t worry about it, love.” He kissed his reddened face.
The intrusion was equal parts painful and embarrassing. Andrew was ready to call the whole thing off til Alex brushed up against a certain spot.
Andrew gasped and threw his head back.
“That's good?”
“Please don’t stop.” Andrew sighed.
“I think you’re ready for the real deal.” Alex kissed him softly and repositioned himself.
He hoisted one of Andrew’s long and lithe legs up unto his shoulder and pulled the other close to his hips. He gave Andrew a stroke before stroking himself to harden himself.
“Okay, take a deep breath and just relax.”
He sank in slowly. Andrew’s whine turned into a groan and he pushed in. His eyes a bit misty and bleary.
“Okay, it’s in.” Alex kissed his forehead and Andrew chuckled. He didn’t know how to react in the slightest.
“Kiss me.” Andrew said.
Alex obliged.
“Now fuck me.”
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After a long and slow start, Alex had picked up the pace. Thrusting hard and steady. Reacting to each whine and moan in earnest.
“Fuck, baby.” Alex sighed. “You’re so beautiful.”
And he was. With his hair like a halo on the pillow and his back arched. A sheen of sweat on his brow. He looked like a painting to Alex.
The sound of skin against skin filled the air as Alex got more frantic. Andrew let out a final broken moan as he came alongside Alex.
Alex pulled out slowly and kissed Andrew’s forehead before flopping down beside him.
“That was… that was different.” Andrew said, catching his breath.
“In a good way?”
“Yeah, definitely. Though I don’t know how well I’m gonna walk out of here.” He chuckled.
A silence followed.
“So does this mean you'll stay?” Andrew whispered into the void.
“Are you gonna stay with her?” Alex looked away.
“I would appreciate some time to get that sorted.”
“Well you wasted no time jumping in bed with me, eh? Why should I have to wait?”
“Alex, it’s not that easy.” Andrew sat up.
“Why can’t it be? Call her now. End it. I won’t be some mistress.”
“Alex, think about the press. I, I need time.”
“Since when do you care about the press? You bathe yourself in a pride flag every night.”
“That’s different and you know it.”
“Fuck you Andrew. I’m leaving.” Alex started to get dressed again. No more “Andy,” Andrew now.
“Alex! I’ll break it off… I just, I’m afraid.”
“Yeah, call me when you’re ready.” Alex slammed the bathroom door shut leaving Andrew alone.