It was Chase’s turn to moan when Alistair’s fingers brushed against his waist. Chase tilted his head to get a better angle. Chase’s fingers ghosted over Alistair’s neck. He didn’t want it to end, he wanted time to stop, just for them. Chase withdrew slightly only enough to say, “I like it when you call me love,” Then Chase was right back to kissing Alistair.
"Mmmmm… it fits… love," Alistair murmured between kisses, looking up at Chase with hooded eyes. He pressed his hands flat against Chase's lower back, tracing small circles with his fingertips. He took Chase's lower lip between his teeth, sucking gently, before letting it go with a small pop.
Chase felt a shiver, a good shiver, go up his spine. Chase had never tried drugs before, but he just knew that this was better than being high. Gosh, he never wanted it to stop.
Alistair suddenly placed his hands on Chase's hips and carefully flipped them over, so he was above Chase. Bracing his forearms on either side of Chase's head, he looked him in the eyes and murmured, "You're beautiful, you know that, right, love?" before leaning down and kissing him. He slowly kissed up Chase's neck, along his jawline, across his cheekbones, and finally back to his lips.
Chase was absolutely, one hundred percent, at Alistair’s mercy. He forgot how to even speak, it was just him and Alistair and nothing else. A small noise escaped him as Alistair had kissed him jaw, and he just felt so helpless and perfect. But… because the world was cruel they couldn’t stay kissing and snuggling all day. So Chase kissed Alistair for a good hour, before saying, “We really need to get up.”
Placing a final long, soft kiss on Chase's swollen lips, Alistair, at last, pulled away. "I suppose you're right," he added, "Unfortunately."
He sat up, still over Chase, and stretched, again causing his shirt to ride up. "Whadaya wanna do now, babe?" Alistair asked with a lopsided grin, testing out the last word.
Chase smiled. He could really get used to babe, and love, and whatever else Alistair called him with those beautiful lips. Chase slid his hand’s onto Alistair’s hips, “Well… I still really do have to do homework. Maybe we should go to the park or something and work on it there?”
"Sounds good to me," Alistair replied with a smile, getting out of the bed. "I need to shower, though, I probably don't smell all that great. You can, too, if you want, the bathroom is just next door."
“Yeah, I probably should too,” Chase nodded as he slid off the mess of a bed. His hair was way more a mess than usual, and he laughed at he trying to comb his hand through his hair and it would budge. He took his shower, and only realized after he got wet that he probably needed a new set of clothes. He wrapped a towel around his waist and snuck back to Alistair’s room, wary of Kelsey but she wasn’t there. “Um, hey, Alistair can I borrow another set of clothing?” He asked, water still dripping off his hair and down his bare chest.
Alistair looked up from his phone at the sound of Chase's voice and immediately blushed.
Come on, Alistair, you've seen his chest before, he chided himself.
"I- um, yeah, one sec," he replied, forcing his gaze away from Chase's chest and going over to the dresser. He got some clothes and brought them over to Chase, doing his very best not to glance down at his bare chest, which was still riddled with some bruises, though they had gotten a bit better.
Chase changed back in the other room, his boyfriend’s spare clothes still big on him, and came back with a bright smile at his boyfriend. He combed his hands through his wet hair, brushing it back.
Alistair returned Chase's smile and got up, going over and running his hands through Chase's wet hair.
"After I shower, how about we put some more ointment on your bruises before we go the park?" he said, cupping one side of Chase's face.
“Alright,” Chase replied, moving his hand close to Alistair’s face so he could brush over it with his fingers before his boyfriend showered.
Alistair went to the bathroom and showered quickly and, much like Chase, had forgotten a t-shirt.
You'd think I would have thought of this.
Walking back in the bedroom shirtless, he went over to the dresser to pull out a shirt.
"What do you think, Chase," he said, turning back toward him holding two t-shirts up. "Coldplay, or Imagine Dragons?"
Chase stared at Alistair’s bare chest, a blush rising to his face as he tried to look at the shirts. Sure, he had seen Alistair shirtless in the pool, but that didn’t change the fact that his boyfriend was hot. “I think…” Chase tried to recall what Alistair had even asked him, but Chase forced his eyes to snap back to the shirts, “I think the Coldplay one.”
"Perfect," Alistair said with a bright smile, tossing the other shirt in the drawer, and pulling on the Coldplay one. "They're one of my favorite bands." He went and flopped down on the bed next to Chase, looking over at him. "How about we stop at the diner on the way to the park for some breakfast?"
“That sounds really nice,” Chase beamed at him and stretched his arms, “Shall we get going?”
"Oh, we should probably put more ointment on your bruises," Alistair replied, remembering the events of the previous day. "Then we'll head out."
“Oh right,” Chase said, then tugged off his shirt. His chest and abdomen certainly looked better than yesterday, but it was still sore when Chase prodded at some bruises.
"I'll be right back, don't poke at them," Alistair said, heading downstairs to get the first aid kit. Coming back and sitting on the bed, he got out the ointment and bandages. "Do you want me to do it again?"
“Yes please,” Chase said with a smile at his boyfriend then scooted closer to Alistair.
Alistair nodded and began to gently apply the ointment to Chase's chest, abdomen, and back, focusing on the worst of the bruises. When he had finished and wrapped bandages around him, Alistair handed Chase his shirt and kissed his cheek. "Ready, babe?"
Chase absolutely loved it when Alistair’s gentle hands put ointment on his bruises and wrappings on him, it made yesterday not so bad. He slipped his shirt on and pulled Alistair close for a deep kiss on the lips. Chase pulled away with a smile, “Ready.”
Alistair smiled back and pecked Chase's lips again before grabbing his hand. "Let's go then!"
Once downstairs, he stuck his head in Kelsey's office. "Hey, cuz, we're gonna go to the diner then the park."
Kelsey looked up from her computer. "Okay, can you grab some milk from the store on your way back? I used the last of it on my cereal."
"Sure," Alistair replied.
He turned to Chase, "Do you want to walk or drive? It's not too far, so either would work."
“Your choice, I don’t mind either way,” As long as I am with Alistair, I’ll always be happy. Chase gave a warm smile.
"Ummm, how about we drive then? Kelsey asked us to get milk, and I'm too lazy to carry in," Alistair proposed.
“Alright,” Chase said and they started walking to the car. Chase hopped into the passengers seat and turned so he could look at Alistair while he was driving.
(Blue??)
(Oof, sorry, I’m doing two different rps at once, lol, I’ll fix it to Chase)
(Lol, you're fine. I get it, I'm on like three)