[xxx - mature content warning]
I am so happy that my Peppercorn wants my hand where it is. If I have to be honest, I don't think I would be able to remove it, even if someone's holding a gun to my head. It's not that I haven't groped butts before, but this one is literally the finest one I've had the pleasure of feeling under my fingers.
Alec's skin is warm as toast and smooth as marble. I can't take my eyes off this perfect curve. He is lying still, barely breathing, like a rabbit, hidden behind a bush at the sight of the lurking fox. I can almost hear his heart pounding like a steam engine. I hope it's out of excitement, not fear. He must have understood by now that I'd rather die than hurt him.
"Babe, can I kiss you?" I whisper, unable to control my voice.
"Why are you asking?" he answers hesitantly. "You know that I love your kisses. You can kiss me any time."
"I don't mean your lips," I gulp heavily.
"I know," he breaths out. "Just... Sam... I..."
"It's ok, babe," I hurry to reassure him. "I won't go too far, just a kiss. I'll stop whenever you ask."
"I believe you," he mumbles, gripping the pillow above his head. "I'm just not sure that you... would still... want to kiss me, if you... mmm... if you knew..."
"Shh," I stop him. "I've touched you and kissed you before. You are my perfect, spicy angel, and whatever bothers you, it won't change that."
"But I feel as if I'm deceiving you," he insists, "because you don't know..."
I don't wait for him to finish and press my lips to the back of his knee. He shrieks and jumps a little. I trace the pit with the tip of my tongue.
"Sam, it's tickling," he starts to giggle.
"Everything in you is absolutely perfect," I repeat, melting at his sweet laughter. My lips are moving slowly down his calf to the ankle. I kiss it gently and slide my tongue back up his leg. Alec's breathing quickens. I lick and nibble the tender skin of the backside of his thigh until his legs start trembling.
"Sam... Aaah!... This is very... Aaah!" he whimpers loudly when I bite just above the fold under his butt cheek.
"Very... what," I smirk, "bad, good, pleasant... arousing?"
"Sam!" Alec squeaks when I start massaging his butt cheeks, careful to avoid the bruise. "This is not just a kiss. You'll make me... Mhmm!... Your hands are so warm and... big... and... Aaah!... I love... Oh, dear!"
I'm licking slowly all over the soft globes up to his waist, gripping his thighs firmly. This finally stops his constant bubbling, and all I hear are soft, cute moans. His skin has a slight scent of vanilla and strawberries. It's like licking ice cream, but it's warm and so damn sexy. I bite the straps of his thongs, pulling them down. Alek is squirming under me, whimpering louder and louder.
"Sam, I'm getting... you know... really... hard," he whines.
I grin, preparing to flip him on his back when an energetic knock on the door freezes us both on the spot.
"Boys," we hear Rose's voice behind the door. "It's getting terribly late. This lunch will turn into a dinner if we wait a little longer."
"Oh, my God! Did you lock the door?" Alec hisses, trying to turn around.
"I don't know," I whisper, utterly shocked by the realization that I have no memory about it.
"She's going to come in," he scrambles on his knees, trying unsuccessfully to adjust his underwear.
"No, she won't," I try to soothe him, seeing the panic, rising in his eyes. "Why would she do that?"
"Honey, I've brought some fresh towels," she states, and we hear the rattling of the door handle.
"No," we scream simultaneously.
"What?" Rose asks, puzzled and tries the handle again. Why isn't she giving up? We are staring at the door with wide, shocked eyes, but it doesn't open. "Why have you locked, Sammy?"
"Sorry, Alec is changing," I manage to rasp, feeling the trickles of sweat, sliding down my back. "We'll be down in a minute,"
"Fine," she finally huffs. "I want you at the table in ten minutes."
We hear her receding steps down the stairs and flop on the bed, breading heavily.
"That was close," I gasp. "I feel like a teenager who has secretly sneaked his boyfriend in his room in the middle of the night."
"It's all your fault," Alec pouts. "What am I going to do now?"
"What do you mean?" I lean on my elbow to peek at him. He's staring desperately at the impressive bulge between his legs, covered by the deep rose, flashy fabric.
"I can take care of it," I offer, full of hopes.
"No," Alec squints at me. "You're not touching my legs while we are here, or butt or... or..."
"Dick?" I ask, smirking.
"You're unbearable," he grumbles and heads to the bathroom.
"But you love me," I shout after him.
Alec stops at the door and turns around, "I do, but you will still pay for this."
"I love you too, sourpuss," I chuckle while Alec's scowl is turning into a bright smile.
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A/N
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