Alex's P.O.V:
"Damn it, Alex, I don't think I can hold back from you anymore..." John informed me, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt. That's my job. He continued, "And I know that we've discussed how we feel about each other, but I don't think you understand the extent at which I'm speaking. Recent events have sparked something new between us and I'm not sure how to approach it." I step considerably closer, trying to exemplify my intentions, "My dear Laurens, I don't think that you understand what I've had to do in order to keep myself off of you for this long." He glanced up from the fidgeting, meeting my gaze with his sparkling, hazel eyes, "No, Alexander, I mean...what I'm trying to say is..."
I cut him off by running my hands down his sides, causing him to freeze. I gave him a look, as if asking for permission to pull his body closer to mine. He reciprocated my look, almost questioning if I were really asking to explore the man I've been longing for. He answered by hesitantly trailing his hands across my shoulders and through my hair, gently tugging at my locks. These irresistible sensations were too much for me to ignore, so I crawled my hand behind his neck, the other on his lower back, pulling him closer to me. His lips--closer to mine. Finally, with a gaze of pure need, the gap was closed between us. Our lips met in a deep kiss, overloaded with long awaited passion. His velvet lips were soft on mine, yet firm with determination as we continued sharing our intimate moment. He let his hands run down my back, pulling us even closer and sending shivers down my spine.
As we exited the kiss, breaking apart only for a gasp of air, I lightly nipped as his bottom lip. He drew out a moan, "Alex..." I began trailing kisses lightly down his jawline, making him weaken further, "You know I can't hold back much longer if you keep this up..." I took a break from his neck where I'd been tenderly kissing him, and instead placed my lips next to his ear, whispering, "That's the point." Now it was his turn to take the lead. He lifted me up to sit on the counter, positioning himself between my legs as he took a turn kissing from my lips down to my collar bone, which was incredibly pleasurable. His hands gripped my thighs, simultaneously making sure we didn't break contact as I fiddled with undoing the buttons on his shirt. With the release of the last button, I swiftly removed his shirt and threw it who knows where in the room, revealing his apparent abs, similar to my own. Hot damn.
John was too busy toying with the removal of my shirt to notice my gawking at his own presence, thank goodness. We were both shirtless and admiring each other's new perspectives, but not for long since we quickly got back to the physical pleasure over the visual aspect. I slid off the counter and into John's embrace, wanting more contact than the counter offered. "Alex," He breathed between kisses, "I'm giving you one more chance to stop me now." I paused, making sure he was looking deep into my eyes, "Damn it, John, you know that I want to be with you." That was enough to reach his tipping point. "God, Alex, I've wanted to do this for so long." He admits, yanking my hips towards his, pulling us into another lengthy kiss.
Wanting more, he jumped and wrapped his legs around my waist, allowing me to roughly kiss his neck as we blindly head towards his bedroom. Once we made it past the doorway, I pin John against the door, gaining more leverage on the situation. But once again, this is not enough. He regained his balance on the floor and pushed me onto the bed. I partially sit up, but he is already on my lap and trailing kisses down my neck and onto my torso. This new sensation was certainly pleasing, so I pulled him closer and tugged at his hair, whilst letting out a few accidental verbal cues of pleasure. My hands find their way to his belt, which for whatever reason is still holding his pants up, leaving me to gladly remove it.
But then we freeze, both hearing the front door click shut. "Laurens?" Lafayette yells throughout the apartment, not suspecting us to be together in his bed. "Shoot." John jumped off the bed, struggling to re-buckle his pants, as I do the same. "Alex, our shirts are in the kitchen..." He worriedly says to me. "Here," I throw a shirt from the floor at him, "put this on." He quickly put the shirt on and rushed to position himself next to his desk, as if working on something. Lafayette opened the door just as I jumped under the covers, pretending to be asleep. "Hey Laurens, I uh, found a couple shirts in the kitchen..." he said. John turned around from the desk, laughing, "They must have fallen while I was doing my laundry, thanks! How are Thomas and the Schuyler Sisters?"
Lafayette nodded, "They're all doing well, but you should come with me next time. They kept asking about you. Um, is your friend okay?" I quietly snickered under the covers, knowing very well that John was searching for an answer to as why I was seemingly asleep in his bed. "Oh, uh, yes he's alright...he was just feeling a bit ill and I insisted that he stay here again until he feels well enough to go back to his dorm. I was keeping him company until he fell asleep not too long ago." He replied, which must have been convincing enough since Lafayette agreed then left. "Shit, John, that was way too close." I whispered from the bed in order for Lafayette not to hear me. He rose from the desk and laid down next to me, "But it was worth it." he replied just before kissing me again, with his arm snugly wrapped around my waist.
I open my eyes and look at the masterpiece of a man laying before me, "It sure was." He smiled his dazzling smile, showing off one of the many aspects I admire about him. "What?" He questioned, noticing my gaze towards him. "Oh, nothing, just trying to avoid the temptation that is right in front of me." I replied, hinting at my still-present desire for him. "Alex, Lafayette is here, we can't do that right now..." He sighed, expressing his want for more time together as well. I pondered the pros and cons of the situation, then decided on my verdict.
"John, if you don't care, then I don't care if Lafayette finds out...I want to be with you." I said as I tucked a perfect curl behind his ear. This seemed to be the right answer to his concern, as he smiled and placed a kiss on my cheek, then lips, "You're perfect, Alex. I'm so glad we met." I loved hearing him say that as I pulled him into a cuddle, kissed his forehead, and allowed him to fall asleep in my embrace. Once I was certain that he was asleep, I whispered, "Je t'aime, Laurens."
