ALEX BRIGHTENS UP A little after everyone leaves. Once the kitchen is decent and they’ve put Claudia to bed, he and Paul chase each other — quietly — down the hall to their bedroom. Inside, Alex pushes Paul against the door and slides to his knees, undoing Paul’s jeans as he goes.
Paul lets his head fall back against the door until Alex sinks his mouth down on him. He’s exhausted. Part of him just wants to skip the s*x and go to sleep, but as soon as he looks down at Alex he can’t think of anything else but this.
He threads his hands into Alex’s hair and holds him there. The sound Alex makes when Paul winds the long red strands around his fingers and tugs is pained in the very best way. Paul would smile, but he’s too busy being taken apart by Alex’s clever hands and skilled mouth.
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