imagines || alex andersen & ivar the boneless

5. alex

i walked into the party next to alex, our fingers laced between us, but he let go of my hand and rested his palm on the small of my back protectively.

"i'm not gonna run off with the first boy i see, alex." i teased, a lighthearted smile on my face as i looked up at him.

"mm, but you do look fucking phenomenal in that dress, and i'm sure the first boy you see would love to run off with you." he explained quietly and i blushed lightly.

"if i was going to run off with the first boy i see." i whispered, "you're the first boy i saw." i smirked, turning to press a kiss to his jaw.

the dress i was wearing was short and tight, complementing my bum nicely, and alex was a fan of it.

i leant forwards slightly, my bum against alex's crotch, his hands on my waist as i playfully danced and twerked on him.

i felt him get a semi beneath me and i laughed, standing up and allowing him to slip his arms around my waist from behind.

i turned around in his arms and smirked at him, and he leant down to kiss me softly, but i pulled away to go and grab another drink, him following me.