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[readytosee]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐞

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[obscurissime]

It earns Casper another kiss, though it's more of a mashing of teeth and lips. There's another moment of considering to not take up Casper's offer. He even starts to take some steps, moving Casper and himself towards the bed, before he stops.

He did say it would be fine if Casper said please.

"I guess I'm all yours."

[readytosee]

"All mine, huh?" He nudges Alexander back until he's sitting on the bed, sliding onto his knees in front of him. Watching him with a fond expression while he works on getting rid of his shoes and socks.

That done, he leans up to slide Alexander's tie the rest of the way off, his pace so slow it's almost lazy as he works his shirt down over his arms. "I like the sound of that. You being all mine."

[obscurissime]

He hums his response, running his fingers through Casper's hair one more time before sitting on the bed. There, he just watches, blue eyes looking down on Casper as the man gets to work. For now, slow is fine. The drugs given to him earlier will probably ensure that slow is fine for the rest of the night, now that he feels the real relaxation from it settling in. Alexander's only movements are the ones he needs to make to help Casper undress him, and he's just fine with that.

[readytosee]

As long as Alexander is able to unwind and relax a little, Casper is happy.

He does move back to at last get them both down to their underwear before he stretches out next to Alexander on the bed. He noses under the other man's jaw, trailing lazy kisses over his neck while his fingers stroke the line of his hip. Slow, easy. Enjoying Alexander after they've both had a long day.

[obscurissime]

And as long as Casper is happy, Alexander is content.

He hums, followed by a pleased exhale as the last of his anger diffuses. The thought of Alan and his stupid tv show are long gone from his mind, replaced instead by the ready-to-please attitude of Casper and the tickle of facial hair along his neck. Alexander raises a hand to brush his fingers through his other (better)-half's hair.

[readytosee]

"There you are," Casper purrs happily, moving down to refresh a bruise on Alexander's collarbone. Nipping sharply before soothing the mark with his tongue. Not that there are any lack of marks scattered across the other man's skin.

There's a place just above his hip, for instance, that drives Casper absolutely wild. He presses his thumb against the bruise there as well, working his way down over Alexander's chest.