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.
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.
"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.
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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.
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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.
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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.