Alexander

12

John's POV

Alex was sleeping over tonight. I paced around the living room, fairly anxious. He was ten minutes late.

"John, he's fine. I'm sure of it." Martha said, patting my shoulder. "Now come sit down." She pulled me onto the couch, giggling as I slid off.

"I lost my balance." I complained, crawling back on. She kept on laughing at me, only stopping when we heard a knock on the door. I rushed over, unlocking it.

"Alexander!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around him.

"Hey, John, sorry I'm late. Dylan was being a pain in the ass today." He grinned. "..Dylan?"

"Oh! He's my pet squirrel, I saved him a few days ago." He walked inside, Martha engulfing him in a hug.

"Hey, Alex!" Martha squealed. "Hey, Martha." He said, obviously uncomfortable.

"Marty, we're gonna go upstairs, we have to talk about this history project." I said, lightly tugging on her arm. She reluctantly let go.

"Alright. Have fun." She walked off.

"Let's go to my room, alright?" I told him, grabbing his hand. I lead him to my room, closing the door behind us.

"How are you? Are you okay?" I asked as he sat on my bed.

"Just uncomfortable."

"How long have you had your binder on for?" I questioned as I cuddled up next to him on the bed.

"Eh, four hours, maybe. I'll take it off later." He kissed the top of my head, letting me snuggle into his chest.

"You're kinda submissive, aren't you?" He asked after a while of comfortable silence. I glared at him.

"I can dominate you any time I want, baby."

"I'd like to see you try." He slyly grinned.

"Oh?" He nodded.

I wiggled out of his embrace, pinning his arms above his head.

"Hey.."

"Hey..." I slowly inched my way to his face, kissing his nose. He blushed.

How adorable.

I moved my lips to his, capturing them in a kiss. Our lips moved in sync as I slowly sat myself on his lap. I licked his bottom lip, asking for access, which I was granted. (Blah blah blah some tongue action blah blah)

"John.." He whimpered, trying to move his arms. I moved down to his neck, lightly sucking. I gently rolled my hips, just to tease him. He moaned.

"John~" I bit his neck and licked over the spot. I then pecked his lips again before rolling of his lap.

"That isn't fair!" He whined.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I win." I smirk at him, victorious. He rolled his eyes, flipping onto his side. "I don't wanna talk to you anymore." He mumbled.

"Baby, don't be like that. I'm sorry!"

"No."

"Baby, I-"

He flipped me off.