Alex comes out of the shower and is toweling his hair in his room, only in his boxers, thinking about his day and *hoping* Dean will come up tonight. After the night before, I would understand if he didn't...  he thinks, and sighs.

Dean knocks on the door to the dorm room tentatively. His demeanor tonight is much more somber than usual, the usual smiles absent.

Stands beside his bed, towel in his hand. s open." Voice hopeful.

Peeking around the edge of the door, he looks over at you and gives a little wave.

Drops his towel to the floor and smiles weakly, still unsure. "Love... I... I hoped you'd come..."

"Yes...I told you I'd find you some time tonight." he walks over to your bed, sitting quietly.

Alex sits down tentatively, and squeezes your hand. "I missed you... I was I was such a prat last night."

"You weren't the only prat last night. I was just as bad." he grimaces.

He notices you don't flinch at the touch and so runs one hand gently down your back, stroking, and scoots closer to you. "I understand it, though..." He sighs. "I'm sorry..."

"Alex...I need to tell you something. And you're probably going to hate me afterward." he stares at the floor, a sad look in his eyes.

Alex bites his lip. "I don't think that will happen. You've told me that before..." He strokes your back again. "What is it, love?"

Dean takes a deep breath, and starts carefully. "The other day, when I came up here and I was so sloshed....well, I had been in my room right before that. Seamus came in...I showed him the nipple ring, and he kinda got a little weird." He takes another deep breath and continues. "So...being as drunk as I was, I thought a little mind game was in order so that he'd leave me alone. But it backfired on me." He looks up at you apprehensively. "He kissed me."

"Oh... Alex looks at you closely. "So... then..." He bites his lip, but knows you've said you love him since then, and isn't silly enough to jump to conclusions. "So then, what did you do?"

"It was all hazy in my brain...he kissed me, and I think I said "Love you, Alex" or something. Either way, he was pissed." he wrinkles up his nose again.

Alex looks at you again and smiles softly, then wider, chuckling softly. "Cor, I bet he was...calling out another man's name." A teasing note falls into his voice, and then he leans over and kisses your nose. "Love, why would I be upset about that?"

"Well...he touched me too." he blushes a bit and looks down again.

"Touched you?"

"Yes...his hand was on my...well, I'm sure you get the picture. I moved away quickly enough." he stares at the floor sullenly.

"Love, I... He pulls you into his side gently.You're beautiful. People are going to want you. As long as you moved away..." He shrugs "Why would I be angry if you didn't want it?"

"I figured you'd be angry because I let it happen...even if I was drunk. And I wanted to die when I realized what he had his hand on." he sniffles a little, still not wanting to look you in the eye.

Alex shakes his head and turns you face to face his. "Dean, did you want him?" Voice gentle.

"No." he admits quietly. "The alcohol was talking...I thought it was you....your lips against mine...your hand on my cock." he finishes with a small smile.

Alex smiles softly and then kisses you gently. "Then I'm not worried." He murmurs against your lips, and curls a hand at your neck.

Dean presses his lips against yours, deepening the kiss. He reaches up, taking your free hand and guiding it to his growing erection. "This...is the only hand I want there." he whispers against your lips.

Alex smiles against your lips and slides his tongue against yours, rubbing your cock softly. "Good."

Dean chuckles softly, pushing your hand firmly against the bulge in his trousers. "I feel better now that you know, love."

He leans back and rubs more firmly as you get harder. "I'm glad you told me. You don't ever have to be afraid to tell me things."

Leaning back in slowly, he captures your bottom lip, nipping at it gently before claiming your mouth with his own. "Love you." he whispers in between kisses.

"Mm....Love you too." He smiles against your lips and pulls you closer, running fingers through the hair at your neck, his own arousal fairly evident since he's only in boxers. "I missed you today. Thank you for the gift..."

"You're welcome, love. I meant to give it to you yesterday." he lays down on the bed, pulling you with him.

"Mmm...wait" He leans away and closes the drapes, muttering the silencing spell and then dropping his wand to the side, turning back to you, and leaning over. "Love you."

Dean smirks over at you. "Sure you got the silencing charm right, dear?"

"Doesn't matter, I don't really care." He laughs and leans into the kiss at your neck, biting down and then kissing to ease the sting.

Dean moans softly as your teeth bite down on his skin. "Do that again, love."

Alex smiles against your neck and slides his lips to your ear, nipping on the lobe. "Riiiight. you like that. I remember." He smiles and then leans close and bites down harder, pulling your head close.

Dean groans louder this time, shifting closer to you in an attempt to pull you on top of him. "Gods, love. That feels so good." his hands roam across your back lightly and drop down, allowing his hands to slip under the waistband of your boxers.

Alex leans back, smiling, and pushes his boxers off, kicking them away and laying back on his back. "Strip for me, love?" Voice heady and soft, smiling at you.

Dean grins widely, but says nothing. He stands up slowly on the bed, slowly untucking his tee shirt. "Like this, love?" Very slowly, he pulls the shirt up bit by bit, revealing a smooth expanse of skin. He smiles down at you and pulls the shirt off, dropping it on the duvet. His hands immediately drop to the snap of his trousers, flicking it open quickly. "I want you to unzip me." he says breathily. "But not with your hands."

Alex swallows and smiles up at you softly, pushing himself to his knees and leaning over, taking the zipper in his teeth and pulling it down, pulling the trousers down your legs and taking you in his mouth.

Dean moans loudly, his eyes fluttering closed. "Alex...my God." his hands shake as they twine themselves in your hair gently.

Alex moans softly as your hands tangle and takes all of you into his throat, massaging the bottom of your shaft with his tongue.

Dean pulls back on your hair lightly, tilting your face up so that he can look in your eyes. "Need you, love...want you."

Alex locks his eyes on yours and slowly draws off your cock, swiping his tongue across the tip slowly before he tugs you down. "Love you." He nuzzles into your throat again, biting lightly.

"Love you too, my sweet." he kisses your nose softly. "Tell me what you want, love."

Alex smiles and shakes his head, forehead resting against yours, and puts his hand around your cock firmly, stroking. "No, love. You tell me what you want." He leans to nip at your ear sharply and murmurs low, "Exactly, what you want."

"Exactly what I want, eh?" he thinks for a moment, a slow grin spreading over his face. "I want you to tie my hands to the bed posts and fuck me."

Alex shivers and grins at him, almost ferally. "Oh, really?" He nips at your neck again, harder. "I think I can manage something..." He leans over to grab his wand and then smiles "Don't have any ropes... you don't mind if I improvise?"

"Go for it love." he smiles at you slyly, licking his lips in anticipation.

Alex moves back, licking his own lips. "Lie on your stomach." He whispers against your ear licking down your neck to nip at your collarbone.

Dean rolls over slowly, making sure you're watching his every move. He stretches out across the bed, and glances at you over his shoulder, a playful smile on his face.

Alex moans softly and leans over you, taking your hands and curling your fingers around the headboard of the bed, murmuring a binding spell to hold them there tight, he lays his wand aside and slides his hand down your sides, biting at your shoulder and then running his tongue down your spine slowly, urging your legs apart as he moves down.

Dean opens his legs accommodatingly, and wiggles his hips just a bit in invitation. "Take me, love. Please."

"Oh, I will." Alex smiles against your skin, sliding further and moving down, licking over you, teasing your entrance with his tongue.

Dean's entire body shivers when your tongue touches his entrance. His breathing hitches slightly and he moans deeply as he struggles a bit at the restraints.

Alex smiles again, fingers gripping your thighs, and tonguing harder, pressing his tongue into you, moaning softly.

Dean gasps as your tongue enters his body, his legs begin to tremble slightly. "Please, angel...please." he asks softly.

Alex slides to his knees behind you, taking his wand and muttering the spells he needs, then grabbing your hips and pressing himself against your wet entrance. "God... Love you..." He hisses it almost as he enters you.

"Oh God..." he groans deeply as you enter him. His hips thrust back against you almost automatically, fully impaling himself on your cock.

Alex draws a shuddering breath in thru his teeth. "Gods, Dean... Love..." He gasps out the words and drops his head to your shoulder, catching his breath, he begins to stoke slowly, scratching his fingers down your sides.

"Harder, love....much harder." he groans, his breath hissing as you scratch his sides.

Alex groans and snakes an arm under your waist, lifting you and urging your knees under you, making it easier for him to lean over you and bite down hard on your shoulder, fingers digging into your hips,  switching his angle and thrusting much harder, much faster.

Dean's breath catches as you pound into his body, he revels in the feeling of your fingers digging into his soft flesh. "Fuck, love..." he groans loudly. "...so good."

Alex moans again and slides a hand around your hip, gripping your cock and stroking quickly, matching his rhythm. Pounding into you and biting into your shoulder again.

Dean moans, pushing back against you as hard as he can. "Love...gonna..." his sentence breaks off as his body begins to shudder again.

"Come." He could be finishing your sentence or commanding you to, but the word is a murmur against the bite mark forming on your shoulder as he speeds up his hand and his thrusts. "God... love."

Dean shivers as you murmur next to his shoulder. He gives in to the waves of ecstasy that roll over him and he comes with a loud groan, spilling his seed out over your hand and onto the sheets.

Alex moans as you come and pumps harder a few times, hands digging into your hips to hold you still, then comes, groaning and shuddering, slumping down against you. He pants for a few long moments, then grabs his wand and murmurs to end the spell, tossing it away and rolling to your side, wrapping his arms around you.

Dean sighs contentedly, still trying to catch his breath. He snuggles up against you and lets his eyes drop closed. "I love you, my angel."

Alex smiles, chuckles, still breathing hard. "Gods, Dean... " He pulls you as close as he can. "Love you too."

[fin.]