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She let out a laugh when the microwave interrupted his speaking. As he took out the container from the machine, she took a bite from her strawberry, and she licked her lips when some juice got splattered onto them from the bite she had took. Tommy leant back onto the counter nonchalantly and shrugged at his remark. She really didn't know, because she couldn't tell what would happen ahead.


"I think so, the rest of the band would be more comfortable." She suggested. "Plus, if anything happens I can scrape up some cash." She added, taking another bite of her strawberry, along with another slow lick of her lips.
 
Alex's hand stopped half way to his mouth and the piece of chicken that had been held on the fork fell off back into the container. "Do you think you can not lick your lips like that?" he asked, his gaze lifting from her lips to her eyes. "It's distracting." He chuckled and stabbed at the fallen chicken.


"And you don't need to pay for anything. I've done the calculations and we should have enough money, but yeah if some emergency happens it would be nice of you to help out."
 
She laughed, and took another bite of a strawberry. Tommy wiggled her brows playfully at Alex. Her eyes lingered over the chicken when it dropped, the sudden movement surprising her. She then moved her eyes back up to him and she cocked a brow quizzically.


"Hmm? Like this?" She asked with a teasing tone as she licked her lips once more. She nodded at his last remark, and smiled as she said, "Sure." And after that, Tommy took yet another bit from the red strawberry in between her small fingers.
 
Alex sighed and set the container aside and crossed his arms over his chest. He watched as Tommy bit down on the strawberry, slowly licking her lips. "You're a terrible girlfriend, and I love you," he muttered, not looking up from Tommy's strawberry stained lips.
 
She gave him a small smirk as she bit into another strawberry. She laughed at his remark about her being terrible. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't. She didn't know, nor did she care. If she was terrible in that kind of way, then so be it. Tommy looked up at him and raised her brows, smirk widening.


"The worst." She confirmed with another small laugh.
 
Alex's dark eyes rolled and he gave his head a small shake causing his hair to fall into his face. He brushed it back with his fingers and picked up the container again, finishing off the last few pieces of chicken. He dropped the container and the fork into the sink, the clatter only slightly muffled by the now running water.


"Tell me a story," he mumbled as he washed the few dishes there were in the metal sink.
 
She hopped up, and she sat on the counter next to him. Her legs swung over the marble top of the counter and she continued to eat her strawberries. Tommy hummed as she thought of a story to tell. She knitted her brows together slightly in thought and she popped another strawberry into her mouth. Finally, giving in, she shrugged. She didn't seem to have any stories that were interesting enough to be told, and she sighed. She'd just tell one she didn't find that interesting.


"Well, one time, I was driving with my friends through Sydney, and then we got arrested because they were smoking ganja." She said with a laugh. "I was in jail for like two days before I got bailed out and on my record it accuses me of smoking weed while driving, but really I wasn't, the rest of them were." She added and shrugged.
 
"Jail," he repeated with a laugh. "Did you get a wife while you were there?" he asked jokingly, keeping his gaze fixed on the dishes. It didn't take him long to finish them and he drained the sink, grabbing the dish towel from the counter to start drying the few dishes there were. As he dried them he put them away, sometimes needing to guess which cupboard they would go in.
 
She scoffed out a laugh and pushed his shoulder playfully. Rolling her eyes, she gave a teasing smile. It was small, but showed more than a boat load of mischief. The smile widened at the thought of her going to jail again and she let out a chuckle. Her in jail would not be pretty. Not pretty at all. She'd probably be weaker than all of the other girls, and they'd take advantage of her sensitivity. That made her smile deteriorate into a smaller one.


"No. I'm not into girls," she said with a laugh. "As you could tell." She said additional, as she gestured to him with a smooth flick of her wrist.
 
"I've been called pretty boy before, so who knows you could have mistaken me for a manly woman," he said with a shrug. "Well, only my face, the rest of me is pure man," he added as seriosly as he could, winking an eye. It didn't take long for his serious façade to break and he laughed freely.
 
She snickered at his remark as she hopped off of the table. The thought of her mistaking Alex for a manly woman was just ridiculous. She was sure his gender was opposite from hers, and she was also certain that he was sure of that also. She laughed he he did at his serious tone. Soon enough, her laughing died off into a chuckle. She wiped her eyes since the hard laughing had made her shed a few false tears.


"Sure, pure--" She was interrupted with her own yawning. As she did so, she squeezed her eyes shut, and she covered her ajar mouth as she let out the tired noise. "Man." She added, finishing her sentence.
 
Alex nodded matter of factly and in one swift motion he was in front of Tommy, pushing her back against the side of the table with his hands on either side of her hips. "Pure man," he repeated, face a few inches from her's. "And I highly doubt I need to prove it." He wouldn't mind proving it of course, it would be quite fun for both of them.
 
It was all a blur. One big, huge, enormous blur. She was just pushed back onto the counter, with his hands placed on either side of her hips. Her mouth was ajar, almost gasping, but her breath was caught up in her throat in semi-shock. Instinctively, her hands immediately, but slowly, slid up his chest, arms wrapping around his neck. Her face burnt a light shade of pink, but nonetheless a smirk curled up her lips, mouth slightly opened.


"Pure man." She repeated once more, before placing a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth, lips brushing against his lips, but not kissing him just to be a tease. She pulled away before he could kiss back, smirk still upon her face, her forehead lightly leaning against his. Her blue eyes were locked on his dark ones teasingly.
 
Alex always said that her teasing bothered him but really he found it exciting, like a chase. He had a smirk on his lips and he leaned forward for a real kiss and his smirk only grew when Tommy leaned further away. Oh, that movement drove him crazy, he loved it. Alex lifted one of his hands from Tommy's slender hips and cupped her chin with it so she couldn't moved away. He succeeded in this attempt to kiss her.
 
She only teased him because he had always said that it had bothered him. But, she knew that was a lie. She knew that he had loved the challenge, and that was partially the reason that they had started dating. She was a challenge, and so was he. Like they were made for each other. A hand slid up her hip, making her shudder. His hand cupped her chin, and she could move. He leaned in to kiss her, and she kissed back, locking their lips together. Purposely, her lips' touch was soft and light. She wanted him to make him want more. Her lips tasted faintly of strawberries. Her hand rose up from his neck, and her dainty fingers raked through his hair.
 
"God, I really hate you." He said it as though it were true but they both knew that there was no way Alex would really hate her. He kissed her again, the grip on her chin only loosened slightly. Her light touch made him kiss her harder, he craved the kisses and her teasing only made the craving worse.
 
She smirked against the kiss, and she lightly nipped at his upper lip as he kissed rougher. Though she had nipped at his lip, her touch was still light. Her fingers tangled into his hair, and ran through it softly. She pulled her lips away from him lightly for a breath, her exhale warm on his lips. She paused and kissed at the corner of his lips, her nose brushing against his cheek.


"I hate you more." She whispered to him, her lips just brushing over his and she reeled her neck backwards so her wouldn't be able to kiss back. After a about a minute of teasing brushed of her mouth, she placed a soft kiss onto his lips, and her hand slid down from his hair, both arms wrapped around his neck.
 
It was a soft kiss, but still a real kiss and Alex found pleasure in it. The teasing seemed to be over but he still didn't trust her to the full 100% and the hand which she had escaped was still poised in the air, ready to grab at her chin again if she tried to tease some more.


After another moment Alex pulled back and nodded, muttering, "You probably do."
 
"Probably." She breathed, in the brief pause between the kiss. This time, she couldn't hold back. She couldn't seem to muster up the strength in herself to be a tease. Placing a rougher kiss onto his lips, her arms ran up and down his back, not being able to hold still. Her breaths came out ragged, and went in shaky. Her lips still tasted faintly of strawberries. Tommy gripped onto the back of his shirt.
 
Alex sighed out a breath and kissed her back just as needily, grabbing at her hips. He lifted her up onto the counter and stepped closer, running his hands up and down the sides of her thighs. Tommy was sensitive but he kept as light a touch as his greedy hands would allow as to not upset the girl.
 
As he grabbed her hips, her breath caught in her throat. Her legs prickled and stung in a good way, the feeling euphoric. She was lifted onto the counter, and he stepped closer, and if felt like he ground into her. She held back a mewl, and wrapped her slim arms around him just a tad tighter. She liked how he was being gentle with her, and taking in consideration that she was sensitive.
 
Sometimes Alex wished Tommy wasn't so sensitive, he didn't want to hold back and think, he wanted to let it all go and be rough. Whether or not Tommy knew about his distaste for her fragility, he never spoke of these desires. Still, he loved Tommy, sensitivity and all.


The only thing that wasn't holding back were his lips which moved against Tommy's with hunger. The taste of strawberries was faint but still noticeable and it only added to Alex's lust.
 
Though she was sensitive, she could take it rough if she'd like. She just didn't tell anyone that because she was also so blinded by her sensitivity. Her hands slid form his back moving towards his chest, hands raking over the broad area hungrily. She moved back a bit, and drew a shaky breath, but almost immediately, she pressed her lips against his once more. If they kissed any rougher, her lips would bruise.
 
Alex's hands lifted from her thighs and went to her hips again, lifting up and under her shirt. His warm hands felt at her skin, one of his hands reaching back to trace the line of her spine with his calloused fingers, making him once again wish that he had more feeling in them.
 
Her breath hitched in surprise, not from her sensitivity, but from the the sudden forward actions of her boyfriend. Tommy's exhale from her nose came out ragged, and she let out a small mewl. His warm hands ran along her smooth, bony spine. It was bony in the healthy, thin way, not in a malnourished way. At his touched, her back arched, along with her neck, making her pull away briefly. She took in a shaky breath and pressed her lips onto him once more.
 
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