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Alexei was restless.
Very restless…
He couldn't stop glancing at his watch and checking his phone. 11:45 could not come fast enough.
Why 11:45?
That was the time he needed to leave the office to make it just in time to accompany Ethan. Since his return, he barely had any time to meet with him. It was one meeting after another. It seemed the executives of N foods had a collective awakening of their consciousness, probably due to the fact that one of their well-known competitors had just tanked and declared bankruptcy. Suddenly, everyone was eager to work.
Well, he wasn't!
The weather was nice out, he wanted to feed Ethan something cool and sweet, but he couldn't do that if these men never left the office.
He checked his phone again.
"Sir..." Dawson started, leaning in "...it has come to my attention that a certain executive from a certain department just bought a rather pricey condo for his young lover. If you'd like we can check the numbers again while you go out..." He flashed a knowing look "...for some fresh air."
An executive buying a condo is not worth the attention and they've gone through the numbers so much, he could recite them backwards without missing a beat.
He snapped his fingers "That's right, Dawson. You do just that and I'll go out for some fresh air." He practically flew out of his chair and bolted out the door before he finished his sentence.
Dawson stifled a laugh, he too felt that they all needed a break.
"Alex!" Ethan could barely contain his delight.
Even though Alexei had left early enough, he got held up in traffic and ended up being a little late. He ran up to him "Why didn't you wait inside?"
"It's a half day today, the building is closed."
Alexei looked at the building that stood behind Ethan and just like he said, the doors were firmly shut. Sealed for maintenance, his head couldn't help but crunch the numbers as he wondered just how much all the businesses in that building would lose from this little act. Call it a work hazard but fortunately, the was the start of the weekend. He gestured towards the car "Do you get a lot of days like this?"
Allowing himself to be led away to the car, he replied "Not really."
"Then do you have any special plans?"
He hesitated; his hand gripped the seat belt tightly "I-I got some movie tickets..." He answered in a small voice "...if...you'd...like... May-maybe if you're free..."
Alexei blinked, he felt his mind go completely blank for a fraction of a second. Never would he have dreamed that there would be a day Ethan would actively ask him out on a date.
"But only if you c-can… it's fine if you d-don't want to..." His voice grew smaller with each word. He looked to the man in the driver's seat with expectant eyes.
Alexei's heart shook "I'm free. I'm very free, I have absolutely nothing going on. Where's the theater? What time is the movie?"
Ethan gladly provided the details and not long after they were seated at the theater watching a rather gory zombie apocalypse movie. Ethan was very invested; Alexei could tell by the myriad of expressions that flashed across his face. He didn't watch the movie, instead, he watched Ethan watch the movie.
"Did you not like the movie?"
"What? No, no... I was just a little surprised that you wanted to watch something like that."
"Is that… Is that bad?"
Alexei chuckled "No, it's interesting. I think the Ethan that likes to watch gruesome thrillers is very interesting."
He pouted, it was clear Alexei was teasing him again.
Alexei glanced at his watch "How about a late lunch or an early dinner? I don't think popcorn and soda is enough."
"Aren't you busy? Your phone has been ringing for a while."
"Just a friendly reminder. Not very important."
The friendly reminder in question was a casual reference to Dawson's numerous unanswered calls and ignored messages.
"Do you have something particular you want to eat?" He asked as they headed to the car park.
"T-There's a restaurant that serves really nice d-deserts..."
Alexei glanced at him with amused eyes "Really?"
He nodded.
"Very well then, the restaurant that serves nice deserts it is."
All in all, they both had a very enjoyable evening with their rendezvous ended at Ethan's doorstep.
Ethan hovered at the door "Would you like to come in?" he asked in a tiny, almost inaudible voice.
For a split second, Alexei's usual friendly demeanour was replaced with an air of utter dissatisfaction. He had a very unpleasant thought. Maybe if it were some other fellow standing here and not him, would that person also have received an invitation?
The thought disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Nothing serious, just the concern of a responsible adult. The whole ordeal was rather short-lived.
"Maybe another time."
"O-okay." He had an unhappy pout but still dutifully bid him goodnight.
Alexei left only when he was certain the door was shut, and Ethan was a little disappointed with the way the night ended.
Ethan was not the only one disappointed in Alexei that day, Dawson too was also very disappointed but for an entirely different reason. He was so disappointed that the next time Alexei made mention of wanting to get some 'fresh air', he simply turned away and ignored him.
"Alex is different."
"How so?" Dr. Beck was quite interested in this person Ethan had become attached to, not only from a professional standpoint but from a personal one too. He sounded like quite the character.
"He always keeps some distance between us."
"Do you want him to get closer to you?"
He picked at the edge of his seat "Sometimes. I think his hands are warm."
Beck's eyes widened ever so slightly in surprise "Has he ever touched you?"
"Just once, he put an arm around my shoulders. He smelled nice."
Beck laughed softly "Is there anything else?"
"We watched a movie..." He glanced at the older man before returning his gaze to the floor "...there were a few couples cuddling. I thought it was nice, but he ignored them."
"Do you think maybe it made him uncomfortable?"
He shook his head "Alex didn't ignore them because he was uncomfortable, he ignored them because he thought it wasn't worth his attention."
"I don't think that's a bad thing. A lot of alphas think that way."
He looked wronged "But what if he thinks I'm no longer worth his attention?"
The two met up soon enough.
But not for lunch, never again was Alexei allowed to leave the office for lunch. Dawson swore to the heavens that he would resign immediately if Alexei tried to leave, and with that, his hands were tied. Now their lunch meetings were replaced with dinners. Home cooked dinners at Ethan's house to be precise.
Alexei couldn't quite fathom how the situation came about, all he remembered was him explaining, in text, to Ethan that he would not be able to meet up for lunch for a while. Ethan called. He repeated his excuses. Ethan sounded upset so he made an offer to meet for dinner instead. Ethan offered to cook for him, his brain blanked out and the next thing, he was in his car speeding to the boy's house. Even over the phone, he could vividly envision his expression of having suffered a great injustice.
And this is exactly why he was seated on the couch, listening to Ethan shuffle about in the kitchen. How wondered again how this happened but the answer remained the same. Soon he was staring at a rather delectable layout set out on a table for two. Ethan was quite the cook, who knew?
"Do you enjoy cooking?"
"If it's for you." His voice was small, but the effect of his statement was massive.
Alexei had that feeling again, the same feeling that had him racing over. The feeling like his brain went non-functional for a moment. If anyone had asked, he couldn't tell exactly how that dinner went or what was said.
After the meal, he returned to the couch while Ethan just sort of nervously hovered nearby. The television was on, but neither was interested in what was showing.
"Why are you standing over there? Have a seat." Alexei said brushing away non-existent specs off his pants.
What happened next was a pure misunderstanding, somewhat embarrassing but still, a misunderstanding, nonetheless.
Ethan timidly walked over and lowered himself onto Alexei's leg, the one that just had non-existent specs dusted off it.
A pure misunderstanding.
Alexei stiffened. It was happening again, his brain short circuited but he recovered just in time to stop Ethan from fleeing in embarrassment. He held him in place with a firm but gentle hand on his waist, watching in amusement as he buried his face in his hands, attempting to hide away.
"Ethan..."
"I'm sorry, I-I t-thought you wanted me to..." He tried to get up again, but his efforts were in vain "...please." he pleaded, about ready to disappear, his teeth digging into his lower lip, eyes wide and glassy, shining with tears that threatened to fall but never did.
"Please, sit here." The words poured out of his mouth before he could think of what he was saying "...In fact, don't ever sit anywhere else. This place is specially meant for you. Sit here for the rest of your life."
Ethan couldn't help but laugh as he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands "You're so weird."
Alexei laughed too, greatly amused by the situation but also because he found that he particularly liked it when Ethan laughed. The night progressed, the two became more comfortable with their newly acquired positions, with Ethan leaning lazily against him buried deep in his embrace and Alexei happily cradling him, while they had mundane conversations about random unimportant topics.
The evening passed like this; Alexei returned to his hotel suite.
Nothing further happened between the two.
Get your mind out the gutter, he's just a responsible adult doing responsible adult things.
Meanwhile...
Jason and Lein were doing good. Great, in fact. Since the episode with the pheromone patches passed, Lein became more obedient. He did whatever Jason asked of him, sometimes with a bit of protest but he did it all the same. Things like always keeping his phone on his person so he can reply to Jason's messages on time or wearing the proper protective gear while riding his bike. He even gave regular updates on where he was, what he was doing and who he was with. Basic stuff that to a passer-by might not be much but to someone as maverick as Lein, they were big, big steps and Jason was happy. He felt that there was still more to be done but, all in all, it was progress.
It's a step-by-step process, they would get there eventually, it takes time and they had much of it.
But here's a thing… As there's always a thing...
It's true Jason liked to be rough and had a few eyebrow-raising inclinations, but he preferred it when his partners were comfortable and felt safe, in a room, usually on a bed, the occasional couch or table or the occasional kitchen island was fine too but that's not the point. The point is they were in an enclosed space, not violating any codes of public decency and there was a liberty to be as... as free as one wished to be but Rosalein did not share the same sentiment, as evidenced by the fact that they were right now, in this very moment, tuck behind one of the many trees, going at it in the local park.
He just wanted to take an after-dinner walk with his boyfriend in the park. That was his sole intention, maybe steal a kiss or two. It was one of the rare days they were both free so why not? But what started as an innocent light kiss would cause the air between them to become heavily charged, well... maybe they did, was there ever a moment where the air between the two was not heavily charged? They both had an idea how strong their attraction towards each other was but still, it happened. Lein tugged and pulled at him until they veered off the lined path and ventured into the trees.
Even in this less-than-ideal location, his back pressed firmly against the tree while Rosalein bound himself tightly to him. He seemed full of expectations and Jason, not one to reject him, was willing to live up to them.
They shared a ravenous kiss, like they wanted to devour each other. Jason could feel Rosalein's hardened nipples rub furiously against his through their t shirts. Their groins hardened and frantically grinding against each other. Lein wrapped his arms around the other's neck, his head thrown back as gasps of sheer pleasure and excitement escaped his lips. Jason was not idle, his hands roamed about the other's body, pinching his nipples, circling around his navel before reaching down to cup his bottom pushing their groins even closer together, if that was even possible. This action had Lein standing on his toes, panting even harder as he felt a hand reach past the band of his briefs, first pinch his butt before a finger playfully circled around his hole and slid in. Then another and another until four fingers were plunging in and out of him, rubbing his insides, stimulating him while their fronts were still rubbing against each other.
Jason swallowed, his free hand moved up to circle around his waist, pulling him closer as he buried his face in the Lein's neck "Rosalein.... This is crazy. You make me so fucking crazy." He said as he drew in a deep breath of his boyfriend's scent. He had a patch on but the smell of wild roses, willful like its owner, prevailed.
Lein heard him but his mind couldn't register a word that was spoken. For him, everything about Jason was a turn on. His body, his smell, his voice, even the way the man breathed made him about ready to burst.
"Rosalein, babe... Your voice..." Jason mumbled before deciding to silence him with his own mouth. He bit, lightly, on his lower lip before tracing his lips with his tongue and slipping it into his mouth.
They went at it for a while but didn't go all the way. Even though they were both hot and bothered, Jason restrained himself. It was fully dark out when Jason, with a firm grip on Lein's wrist, led his dazed companion back to their home.
The two had barely crossed the threshold when Jason turned around and slammed Lein against the door, not a sliver of his earlier shown restraint to be seen. After a very rough kiss that left them both panting for air, he grabbed a fistful of Lein's t shirt and dragged him to the sitting room where he had Lein's waist bent over the back of a couch with his face stuffed between the seats. With practiced movements, he stripped his bottom bare and in a ruthless and unforgiving manner, plunged himself deeply into Lein's body.
After a round, Lein was dragged into the bedroom where he tasted the full fury of Jason's desires. He was bound. His body was contorted to various positions and he was taken, repeatedly. Jason's actions were rough, but his words were ever so sweet. He spoke of how much he liked him, how much he liked his body, how he was doing a good job and how his reactions made him happy. Jason said he was crazy about him, he asked if he felt good, if it hurt. When Jason received a positive answer, his actions became fiercer and his words sweeter.
Amidst all this, even though he was completely spent, Lein made an interesting request. This question would be the first of several that Jason found to be a cause for alarm, all of which were rejected without a second of thought.
"Hey, do you want to try and choke me out?"