Wimp!

Chapter Nine

[CHRIS]

"If I choke you're not going to hear the last of it," Alex said, grimacing. He was in between my legs and touching me with his hands. It was taking a while, but he would work up to putting it in his mouth — well, I could dream. I just stared down at him, letting myself run my hand through his hair as I watched his flushed face. He was embarrassed and nervous, but he was trying. And God did I love that.

"Gosh."

"You know, you don't have to do it if you don't want to," I said, still playing with his hair. He had cut his hair a bit, making his bangs to uncover his thick brows while still being the full mess that it was. I bit down on my bottom lip, still watching Alex as he stroked me. His slender fingers felt nice, really nice.

Who would have thought Alex took my 'Let's try new things' speech seriously? I had said it to get it off my chest, I didn't really think he would take it to heart.

He sat up on the carpet, letting go before looking up at me with a small frown on his face. His brown hair was a mess, but it looked lovely. His skin was flushed from kissing, and his big brown eyes, although looking up at me with annoyance made a smile creep to my lips.

"What does that mean?" he asked, making me raise a brow at him. "You think I can't do it?" he asked, his frown still fixed on his face. I opened my mouth, and for the first time in a long time, I didn't have anything to say. I had expected him to be relieved and back away, but he seemed offended?

"What?" I simply asked, and he folded his hands over his naked chest before letting out a sigh. He started mumbling under his breath as his cheeks grew redder. Of course, I was busy looking at n*****s instead of listening to his grumbling. I shook my head, sitting up before pushing the pillows I had been resting on away.

We were in the bedroom we shared. Travis and Paul had gone out together, and somehow Sky and my sister had bonded and had gone out to watch a movie. We were home alone for the first time in a while, and we were supposed to read something trashy together and laugh before playing sudoku, and maybe have s*x and take a nap.

That was the pattern we were used to following.

We had been at the s*x part, but Alex had randomly insisted that he wanted to try giving me fellatio. I had been excited, and to be honest, having him try at all made me happy. He had worked up to sitting between my legs and feeling me. His nervous look made me worried, so I told him he could stop. He didn't want to do it, and that was alright. I'm happy he tried at all, so I'm not quite sure what he's irritated about.

"You think I can't do it," he repeated before groaning and covering his face with his hands. I just looked at him. He was flushed, and it seemed like he had a thousand conflicting thoughts going through his mind. "You really think I can't do it," he repeated, letting out a sigh before he tried to massage the frown off his face.

"Yeah, I really think you can't," I admitted, and Alex's face got redder. We had a thing about lying. We told the truth even if it stings or felt insensitive, and now I could feel Alex seething with irritation. He covered his face with his hands, and I didn't know what to do. "It doesn't matter. It was nice that you insisted on trying. That's enough," I mentioned, scooting over to him before taking his hands away from his face. My dark hair fell forward with the movement, and Alex reached up to push my hair back with his hands.

"I'm angry because it's true," he said before he bit down on his lip. "I don't think I can." I just smiled, letting go of his hand so that I could feel his face, jawline, brow crease, and full rosy lips. Alex had been the subject of my poetry assignments five times out of ten. I could write about him all day.

"How do you even deal with me?" he asked, and I just smiled, kissing his forehead. He got up from the carpet before sitting on the bed beside me. I scooted a bit so that we were side by side. I turned to face him, wrapping my hands around him. He shuffled closer, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I love you. Like a lot," I said against his skin, hugging him to himself. He felt just as soft as always. "We can do what we always do and just take a nap. There's no need to push yourself, you can try again later if you want," I said, trying to sit in a way that didn't make my erection hurt. I'll just finish myself off in the bathroom. I thought, smiling as I Alex buried his head in my chest.

He pulled away, giving me a funny look before reaching out to hold on to my face. "I want to give it one last try," he said in a firm tone. I didn't really get much time to process what he had said before he leaned in to kiss me. I loved the feel of his lips — his tongue. Alex was a loud mouth, but he was surprisingly meek and shy about things like this.

We kept kissing until he pulled away and got down to the side of the bed. "Come on, before I chicken out again," he said, covering his eyes. I chuckled, sitting at the edge of the bed. Alex got between my legs again, and there was a long pause as he looked down at my p***s.

"You don't have to—"

"Chris, let me concentrate," he said, taking a hold of me and giving me gentle rubs. It felt nice, and I soon found myself humming as he continued with his careful caress. From time to time he would cup and palm me. I sucked in a breath when he leaned in, coaxing my shaft with his tongue. I was expecting him to pull away, probably complain about being disgusted or feeling odd, but he continued, and it looked like he was enjoying what he was doing to an extent.

"Hmm." I tried to keep my moans to sighs and low hums. I didn't want to do anything that would scare Alex away. He kept licking about, stopping and taking a look down at the head like he was making a decision.

"That's okay, you don't have to—" I stopped halfway through my sentence since Alex and taking the head of my p***s in his mouth. A part of me was about to explode when he started licking between the slit of the head, and then around the whole head as he continued to run up and down with his hand.

"Alex..." was the only thing I could manage when he started moving his head down, trying to cover area beyond the shaft. He couldn't do it, and only managed to go down a bit before taking his mouth away. He stuck to the head, and just continued rubbing down the area he couldn't reach. I felt a little light-headed. I couldn't really believe he was doing this. He wasn't doing this because he liked it. He was doing this because he wanted to do something for me. It made my chest feel warm, and my face flush. Being paler than Alex my skin was a mess of red. Alex clenching to my thigh didn't help much.

I let myself touch and play his hair as he continued, making sure not to grab him too roughly so that he wouldn't freak out. Just looking down at him had my stomach in knots. The body waist down was tingling with pleasure. Bucking hips and deeper sighs told Alex what was going to happen soon, so he took his mouth away and rubbed me off until I came. It's not like I expected him to swallow or anything. I wasn't disappointed, this was enough so far.

"Thanks," I muttered when he got up and headed for the bedside table to get some tissues. So cute. I thought to myself. I had a thing for his butt dimples. He was just cute. Alex was cute, but he would kill me if I told him that.

He turned to look at me before smiling a bit, and I watched him clean off his hands before heading to the bathroom to wash them. When he came out the stupid grin on my face still wasn't gone.

"I hope it wasn't too bad," I asked, wondering if he was feeling shiverish or nauseous. He shook his head before sitting beside me on the bed and pulling his legs to his chest. When we started sleeping together Alex had hated the getting naked part, but right now he walked around butt naked whenever he could. I looked at him, sighing in content as I rested my head on his shoulder. He turned to look over at me, smiling before reaching out to run a hand through my hair. I let out another content sigh before pulling away and making to kiss him.

"What in Lucifer's name do you think you're doing?" Alex asked, holding his hands over my mouth, surprising me. "I just had your p***s in my mouth."

I rolled my eyes, taking his hand away. "Doesn't matter." I kissed the edge of his lips before kissing him and parting his lips with my tongue. "I do that for you all the time and you still kiss me," I reminded him, whispering against his lips. He relaxed into the kiss, and we both fell back on the bed. His muscles were no longer tensed as our normal pattern took over.

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"You look happy," my sister, Mia, said as I took a bottle of juice out of the fridge. I closed it, turning over to her. She was fixing herself a cup of tea on the kitchen island. I rose a brow at her before looking down at the bottle in my hand. My sister was in her usual get up of fitted jeans and a plain top. She had a nylon bag that I guessed was filled with sweets. I shook my head at that. She's lucky she lost weight like it was nothing.

"Well, I am happy," I answered after a while of just looking at the plastic bottle in my hand. Remembering what had happened earlier in the day only made my smile widen. I headed over to sit on the beside hers. It was later in the day, and Alex had gone out to work on his lab project. I hadn't been frantic and jealous about it. so, I didn't tag along. Yes, Alex sucking me off put me in a very good mood. Sky was the study room by herself, probably texting or messing with the art supplies Alex had lent her. The reunion pool party Travis had planned was this weekend, so I doubted; He and Paul would be back until later in the evening if they had plans of doing some shopping.

"Hmm..." Mia trailed, staring her cup of tea. She had a thing for humming and sighing when she had something to say but didn't want to say it yet. She looked up from her cup, casting her green eyes to me.

"I'm starting to get a little paranoid that you'll never break up with him," she said, referring to Alex. I shrugged, sipping from the bottle of juice in front of me. "It's been what now, five years?"

"That's correct," I said, answering her question about how long we'd been dating. "We won't break up if he doesn't break up with me. It's not like I would do it," I said, and she rolled her eyes before looking away.

"You're hopeless Chris."

"Yeah," I answered, folding my arms on top of the marble counter. "You know, instead of hating Alex for existing maybe realize that we work well together," I said, and my sister dropped her cup on the table.

"I know you don't like him because of how loose our relationship was for the first two years. I know you think he was playing around with me, but it wasn't like that. He can be very argumentative, I get that you don't like that, but he's sweet — well, at least to me," I added, and my sister scoffed, turning away from me before taking another sip of her tea.

The room was silent for a while, and I was about to get up and leave when my sister spoke up.

"I'll think about it," she simply said. I got up from the stop I was sitting on before turning to give her a big smile.

"Thank you," I said, and she just nodded, drumming her fingers against the ceramic cup in her hands. I let the kitchen for the bedroom, and I couldn't get the smile off my face for the rest of the day. I had a feeling she and Alexander would sort things out. And just in time, since she was leaving to head back soon.