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In the moment they were apart he let out a boyish chuckle which was soon muted by their kiss. It was obvious Tommy was enjoying herself, as was Alex. He just didn't show it as much. For a split second the thought of teasing Tommy crossed his mind, but he shoved it away, thinking it would only cause a never ending war between the two of them.
 
As revenge for the chuckle he let out, she nipped at his upper lip playfully, pushed her face farther into his so he'd be gently shoved backwards. In the moment, she didn't grab at him, pulling him closer. She simply waited for him to come back, since she was oh, so sure that he would. Her tongue flicked over his lip.
 
Her tongue touched his lip for a split second and the corner of his mouth lifted in a grin. He knew what she was trying to do, and he didn't want her to feel the pride of knowing how much control she had over him but still he shook his head and leaned forward. He paused an inch from her mouth and his gaze falling from her eyes down to her mouth.


"Why aren't you ever the one begging for more?" he asked, cocking his head to one side.
 
Her mouth was ajar, and her eyes were about to close as he moved in. Her strawberry flavored lips were slightly puffy from the roughness held in their kisses. He cocked his head to the side as he spoke, his gaze going down to her lips. Tommy's tongue flicked over her lips idly. She snickered mentally at her actions.


"I try hard not to so I won't seem needy." She whispered breathily, her exhales hot has they puffed outwards onto his lips. "Would you want me to beg? 'Cause I haven't let go just yet..." She said lowly, voice quiet but still audible to him since they were at a close vicinity.
 
Every one of her words stuck in his head and he had a comment for each of them. "Are you calling me needy?" he started, pulling back another inch. "And by all means," he continued, lifting a hand to brush some of her dark hair from her face while he pulled away even more, "beg, let go. I think I'd like Needy Tommy."


Everything was so quiet even the slightest noise would sound louder than usual - thank god Babe wasn't barking. Alex was now gently chewing on his bottom lip thinking about how much he'd like to be doing the same thing to Tommy's lip.
 
She licked her lower lip and bit it idly and she shook her head at him. "I never said that." She countered, as she tried so hard not to get offended. He would've known better, she would never call him that. Plus, she didn't like it one bit when someone had twisted her words. She didn't like it at all. But, she beared with it for now. It was obvious that he was upset with her, since he kept backing away.


"Then kiss me," she whispered, gripping onto his shirt gently with both hands to pull him closer. Her blue eyes were locked onto his dark ones. If you looked into them, you'd be mesmerized, but you could also tell it wasn't fake begging. It was genuine. Tommy really did want Alex to kiss her. Her hands managed to drag him back the few inches closer and she whimpered. "Please." She pleaded, mouth ajar slightly.
 
"I never said that," she had said, causing Alex's brow to furrow when he heard the sourness in her voice. "Babe," he started to say, but then she continued to speak. While she pleaded he stared into her eyes, for a second he stopped listening but her voice resurfaced and he blinked, breaking eye contact.


It wasn't long after she quieted that he kissed her open mouthed, and the knowledge that he was still the needy one floated in the back of his mind.
 
It looked like he had gotten lost in her eyes for a moment, but she wasn't completely sure. Almost immediately after she had stopped speaking, her mouth ajar, the space was filled with his lips. She kissed back a bit roughly arms wrapping around him at the close vicinity. Her hands raked along the back of his ribs and spine, but she couldn't reach up to his hair since the space between them wasn't completely filled.


By the look in his eyes before, she could tell he had noted what had just happened. She tried not to beg for him because in one of her last relationships she was called clingy. As she felt a small nip on her upper lip, her grip tightened, small hands balling into fists around the cloth of his shirt. Her breaths came out ragged and warm against the skin around them.
 
Clenched in Tommy's fist, his shirt tightened around the chest area. He occasionally felt her fingernails against his back and it sent shivers of delight down his spine. Alex moved his hands up her shirt, over her smooth stomach and around to her back, pulling her even closer against him. They were pressed together, both sets of hand prodding and wandering.


Alex pulled back an inch to breathe, resting his forehead against Tommy's. "You make it hard to stop," he whispered, tilting his head to kiss the line of her jaw.
 
Once Alex had moved his hands under her shirt, she shuddered, since her stomach was burning from the heat in between them, and his hands were cold compared to her abdomen. Hoeing pushed closer, she wrapped her legs around his waist, tightening around him. Lips locked and roughly kissing, her breaths came out hot and ragged. Her hands still trailed around where she could touch, whether it be down his back, or raking her fingers through his hair.


Being pulled away about an inch, her slightly swollen lips were left ajar as she drew in uneven breaths. "You make it hard not to want more." She replied, voice breathy and low, a whisper. She let out a quiet mewl as he dipped his head to kiss at her jawline. Right under her jawline was her weak spot, that if it was found, she'd go crazy. Her hands rose up and her fingers threaded themselves into the locks of his hair as she let out a soft, breathy moan.
 
Alex's lips travelled from her jaw and down to her neck, searching for that weak spot. He knew approximately where it was and kissed and sucked at all those areas, leaving little hickeys in his lip's wake. Her hands still grabbed at his hair and his back, distracting him momentarily when she ran her fingers over the skin on his neck, causing his rough breathing to hitch.
 
She let out a whimper once her weak spot was found, and she averted her head to the side, giving him more access to the side of her neck. She felt nips and sucking on her neck, and she knew she'd end up with a reddish-purple hickey by the end of this. Letting out a shaky breath, her fingers ran over his neck, and she heard his breath hitch. Her fingers curled at the cloth on his back, fisting up a whole handful of his shirt. Her lips were still ajar, and her breathing was uneven and gravelly.
 
Every sound Tommy made was like music to his ears, only adding on to his need and hunger for her. He lifted his mouth from her neck and looked into her eyes. He smiled and kissed her on the lips quickly, then lifted her off the counter and carried her through the apartment to the bedroom. "I'm getting tired of standing," he explained quickly, setting her down on the bed and continued the pleasing assault on her neck.
 
Her mewls were soft, and breathy, but vocal. She shuddered once Alex's lips lifted off from her neck, and their eyes locked. They smiled in sync, and a kiss was pressed onto her lips, and she was ready to kiss back, but it was too quick for her. Squealing once being lifted off of the counter, and she was laid onto her bed once headed to her room. He explained he was getting tired of standing, and resumed nibbling and kissing at her neck. She didn't seem to notice that Babe was still sleeping, so she let out a gravelly moan. Thank god Babe was a heavy sleeper, or he would've cut right through for another belly rub.
 
Once again Alex's lips lifted from her neck and he went back to her lips, kissing them softly, then with more passion. His fingers trailed along her waist, digging his fingers under the hem of her pants like a dog scratching at the door to get in. His other hand moved up her shirt and he splayed it across her stomach, tenderly feeling that area of sensitive skin. While his hands wandered, their mouths continued moving against each other.
 
She kissed Alex back, laying a soft hand behind his neck, pulling him closer. The softness in the kiss then turned more passionate, and her lips matched the same passioned tone of his. She puffed out a hot breath through her nose as his fingers trailed down her waist, and scratched at the hem of her shorts, his fingernails grazing against her skin. Her breath hitched, but the kiss continued. She let out a labored mewl through the kiss as he felt at her lower stomach from under her shirt. Tommy's free hand from his neck, laid against his chest and gripped at the fabric against his shirt, pulling him closer.
 
Alex suddenly felt hot, the sudden heat flash making him pull away from Tommy. He glanced down at her hands, balled into fists with his shirt scrunched in them and he lifted a hand to touch them softly before taking his shirt off. Already the cool air felt better on his skin and he kissed her again, hands returning to their original places.
 
She let out a small whimper when he pulled away. Her lips were slightly puffy, and a bit red. If she was kissed too roughly her lips would bruise up. Tommy saw that he glanced down at her hands, and he touched one softly, making a light blush spread over her already reddened face. He lifted his shirt, and took it off, forcing her hands off of the fabric. Her eyes drank in the sight of him once more before her eyes closed at another kiss, and her hands retired to where they were before.
 
Alex had noticed her red lips and he softened their kiss just slightly, not wanting it to look like she had taken a beating. Their kissing caused bruising once before and it had not only made him upset with himself but it also caused several misunderstandings with people who thought he had hit her.


He shifted his body so now he was straddling her lap with the fingers of one hand still gripping the hem of her shorts. His other hand starting pulling at her own shirt, making a point that he also wanted that off.
 
The kissing coming from him softened, and she softened up a bit also, she could tell what he was doing. He had gotten upset when people had accused him of being abusive when they were the complete opposite. She had gotten upset with that also, and almost laid her hands on a person since she had gotten real angry that someone would think that. And she wasn't easily angered, so that said something.


Their position shifted, and the kiss didn't break once at the sudden movement. Her hands ran along his chest and stomach and back, and neck. They seemed to travel everywhere, her touches light and delightful, and her fingernails lightly grazed at his skin every once in a while. His hand pulled at her shirt, and she broke the kiss for a moment to peel it off. Aimlessly, she threw it somewhere in the room, and placed yet another kiss onto his lips.
 
((I'm suggesting a time skip soon? We can skip right to the next day))


They pressed closer together, the skin on skin contact sending shocks through Alex's body. His hands wandered like Tommy's over her sides and stomach and chest, not leaving one inch of her body untouched. Every time her fingers scratched at his skin he'd arch and bend into her touch.
 
(( Sure, next morning? ))





The way they pressed against each other sent delighting sparks throughout her body. The way his hands wandered over her made her bite her lip so she wouldn't be too vocal, and her breaths were rickety and shallow. She loved the way he had arched into her touches, and she loved the taste of his lips against hers.
 
**Time Skip**


It was 10:00 AM and sun was shinning through the window, turning the inside of Alex's eyelids red. He opened them and suppressed a yawn, rolling over until he had enough momentum to swing his feet off the bed. He lazily stood up and then he remembered the tour and he automatically felt energized. He hurriedly got dressed in yesterday's clothes.
 
She was curled up in the blanket of her bed, and her hair was a mess, and she was only in her skin. She felt the loss of warmth next to her, and she peeled open her eyes, realizing it was morning. She stood to her feet, grabbing a towel from her closet, and walking over to the bathroom. Turning the faucet, waiting for the water to warm, she stepped in after tossing the towel on the toilet seat. The sound of Babe's claws clacking on the white tile floor and the beating of water hitting the ceramic of the bathroom rang out through the apartment.
 
"Good morning to you too," he said, placing his hands on his hips. "I guess it's just me and you, Babe," he said, going to retrieve the dog from the bathroom. He carried the dog to the kitchen with him, and put him on the ground before making himself some coffee and breakfast for both him and Tommy. There were still a few hours before they had to leave and it seemed that with every minute Alex got more and more excited.
 
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