This chapter will be mature, I just want to let you guys know that.

(There is slight ddlb, if you don't know what it means, it's part of BDSM but not exactly what you think. And if you don't know what BDSM is, then you're not supposed to be reading this book, you horny twelve year olds!)

Also I seen Blindspotting and that shit was amazing!! It was hilarious as well, especially the bar scene.

Sorry for spoilers but my favorite scene in the whole movie has got to be the part where there was a fight in the bar!! Like that shit was so funny 😂😂

Let me know when you guys watch it 💞 we can talk about it and talk about how beautiful Jasmine looked because I was almost gay watching that movie

Also I suck at writing smut so.... don't judge me!! :')

Last edited: 10/9/18
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Unedited so don't yell at me

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When John entered his and Alexander's shared household in downtown Brooklyn, he didn't expect to not see his boyfriend in the kitchen, cooking dinner like he said he would.

The first thought that came to his mind was that Alexander might actually be sleeping for once. But that thought soon disappeared as he heard a sound of distress from the latter's office. Of course Alex wouldn't be sleeping, though it would have been amazing if he was because lately, he hadn't been getting enough sleep.

John sat his laptop bag on the kitchen island, taking in the new color of the walls. The house was a normal sized one with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living space, kitchen, and dining room. One of the three bedrooms, Alexander started using as an office since he got a job as a lawyer. And though John feels proud of him for finally accomplishing his dream, he also feels a little queasy about Alexander working at the same law firm as Thomas. Even if Angelica Schuyler promised to keep an eye on the two, John still doesn't like Thomas being around Alexander.

Maybe it was just the boyfriend part of John that was worrying.

He trusted Alexander, with all his heart, he did. But he also trusted the same Alexander who admitted to cheating on his girlfriend because he was stressed. And what a coincidence, Alex has been rather stressed lately.

Maybe.... John could fix that?

He brushed away his thoughts and inhaled slowly through his nose, taking in the smell of the wet paint on the walls. He breathed out and looked at said boring white painted walls. John had begged Alex to let him paint the walls a light green, since they both shared fondness of the color. But Hercules had mentioned that it'd make the house look like puke.

So now, John had to deal with boring white walls in the kitchen, light grey for the living room, and white for the rest of the house except the bathrooms which were grey as well. It made him pout just looking at the plainess of the house. If it were up to John, the house would be an exotic rainbow.

Maybe that's why Alexander refused to let him decide the colors.

The house wasn't furnished or decorated yet. The only thing the kitchen had was a stainless steel refrigerator/freezer, a cheap thift store microwave, and a coffee maker. The living room had a few foldable chairs and a 16'in flat screen TV. Though there was no cable, they had internet and that's all that mattered. Their bedroom had a bed that George and Martha had bought them as a gift. It was a memory foam mattress and a stable bed frame, so while they were still practically moving in, at least they had somewhere to sleep.

Alexander's office was nothing but an office chair he had claimed he had stolen from work, a small but fit work desk, and a laptop that he used for all his work. Similar to what John used his laptop for since John was still in school to become a biologist. Specifying in ocean life since he loved learning about what exists deep in the sea.

John walked over to the kitchen counter when Nala's tank sat. He looked through the glass sadly at the old turtle, watching as it rested in the same spot it has been in for days. Of course, John knew the turtle wasn't dead, seeing as it'd stick it's head out from time to time to drink a bit of water and eat a peice of lettuce.

He also knew that the poor turtle would die soon. Or maybe not.

He felt like Nala could bounce back to her old self if he'd get her a potential mate. After all, she was the number one baddest bitch John knew.

The boy was startled when a pair of arms snaked around his waist and he yelped as he was suddenly pulled against someone's front. "I didn't know you were home already?" John heard Alexander's voice mutter near his ear.

John sighed, his momentary fear of an old lady in an Elmo suit was gone.

"Class ended early so I came to help with dinner." He relaxed into his boyfriend's hold, letting Alex's hands rub at his hips comfortably. Everything about him felt so domestic. It felt like they were a little family now, with their own house, Alex working a nine to five work shift and John going to school to get his master's degree.

It made John's heart swell with an emotion he couldn't put a name on. And if he could, it'd be a mix between euphoria and comfort. A comfort so good it felt like it wasn't real.

"I ordered Chinese food," John was brought back to reality when Alex nibbled on his earlobe softly, warm hands swirling soothing circles against his boyfriend's hips.

John melted into his touch, tilting his head so Alex could reach him better. It's been a while since the two of them had any contact like this. "Really? I thought you said you wanted to start eating healthy."

"It is healthy," he muttered, mouth dropping from John's ear to his exposed neck. He began kissing the skin softly and John let out a content sigh. "Sure it is. Just like you said friend chicken was healthy."

"Shut up, John." Alex kissed the corner of his lips, unable to reach them full on because of the position he was in. John let out a chuckle and rested his head back on Alexander's shoulder. He felt Alex move to kiss his neck again, sucking the skin slowly.

It was safe to say John missed Alexander. And he felt like the feeling was the same to the latter. John's classes usually ended at about three or sometimes even five, from there, he'd rush to work at the small cafe that apparently Lafayette's aunt owned. He worked from whenever he got off from classes until ten thirty, so while the job didn't pay much, it kept John busy.

And with Alexander working at the lawfirm from nine to five, some days he'd work from six in the morning to six in the afternoon; Because he was so bent on getting all of his work done. He'd even work at how on his 9am to 5pm days a little extra.

Because of this, they hadn't spent time with each other in a weeks since they moved in together. They were in their second year of dating each other, and John feared that they were starting to drift apart.

Usually, when John got home from class and work, he'd be too stressed and or tired to cook. The same with Alexander, staying up all night working and going to court meeting in the mornings. They barely communicated and when they did, it'd be small sentences in the morning or at night when they got ready to sleep.

John wanted to talk to Alexander about it, but he feared that the other didn't want to talk about it. Or that Alex might think he was being clingy, or even that...the boy was slowly falling out of love with him. And that thought made his heart hurt, so while Alex held him right now, his face showed the pain he was starting to feel inside. Luckily, Alex noticed this.

"What's wrong, baby?" He removed his lips from his skin and turned John around so he could face him.

The freckled boy bit his lip, the floor suddenly becoming interesting to him. Alexander tilted his head up with his finger tips and frowned slightly. "You can tell me John. You know you can." He whispered softly, as if he spoke any louder, John would be scared away.

"We've been...distant lately." His eyes avert away from Alexander's as his lip starts to tremble slightly. It was a habit that happened when he was sad or close to crying.

Alex, who was slightly surprised, looked at John with worry, but the latter started to speak again. "I-I just...I want to be able to talk to you more, and to hold you more. But because of our jobs and schedules, we haven't really been together recently. The last time we went on a date was like....a bout a month ago. And I know you probably don't want to talk about this or that I sound really clingy but I'm worried." He gnawed on his lip, feeling his eyes burn with tears that threatened to fall.

"I'm worried that...maybe you don't love me anymore, o-or that this relationship isn't working like we thought it would-"

"Baby, John, sweetheart...listen to me." Alexander held John's face in his hands, forcing them to make eye contact. "You don't sound clingy at all. It's natural to worry about relationships. And baby, if you've felt like this, why haven't you told me?" Alex felt his heart ache at the sight of his boyfriend looking so heartbroken and sad.

"I-I didn't want to worry you. You've been stressed lately and I...." John's voice cracked and he shook his head. "I don't want what happened to Eliza, to happen to me."

At those words, Alexander's heart dropped. His heart felt like it had been shattered to peices and panic started to see onto his face. "Baby-" he paused to wipe John's tears as he felt the other boy shaking from the crying he was doing. "Baby, please don't think that. I love you and I would never do what I did to Eliza, to you."

"You work too much and I have t-too many classes that we barely see each other anymore..." He cried softly, resting his head on the shorter boy's shoulder.

"Then we'll fix that. Starting now." Alexander lifted tapped John's bum, wordlessly asking him to jump so that he could lock his arms under his thighs, cupping his booty cheeks.

(I hate how childish I am lol)

He carried the still sniffling boy back to their shared bedroom, where he sat him down on the bed. The immigrant then felt a pang of sadness hit his chest when he saw how broken his other half looked. He brought his lips down to his, connecting them in a very much needed kiss. It's been a while since they've kissed for longer than a few seconds and Alexander would be lying if he said he didn't miss the way John's lips tasted. He missed the way the others arms would come and snake around his neck, the way John's tongue attempted to fight his for dominance but quickly fell into submission. Or even how the beautiful freckled boy would cling onto him like he was his literal life line. It made Alexander sad that he's been missing out on so much due to his job.

Due to John's classes and due to them both leaving early and coming home late and tired and not talking to each other or asking how their days went. As much as he liked cuddling with John until they fell asleep, he missed kissing his baby the most. Missed hugging him and talking to him, rambling to him and touching him. He missed feeling his baby, hearing his baby boy's moans and missed placing small kisses on his collar bone, knowing it was a sensitive spot for him.

Alex let his hand drift up to tilt John's head back, deepening the kiss.

It wasn't a rough kiss or a rushed one. It was a soft and warm, smooth but passionate kiss that stole their breaths away. A kiss that held emotions, both lust fulled and meaningful. Alexander heard the other boy moan into his mouth, subtly breaking the kiss to breathe.

"God Lex, I've missed you so much." John panted, wiping the tears that were started to dry on his face. Alex cupped his cheek with his hand as the freckled boy instinctively leaned into his touch.

"I know baby," he kissed his slightly swollen lips. "I've missed you too."

"So much," John muttered, attempting to kiss his boyfriend again. "So so so much, daddy."

Alexander kissed his nose before crawling on top of him, forcing John to lay back on the bed. He let his hand rub absent minded shapes into his boyfriend's hip, the other trailing up to play in his hair. Alex had been glad that John was finally letting his hair grow out.

"So much what, baby?" he kissed John's lips and began butterfly kissing his jaw and down to his neck. The freckled boy shivered at the small kisses and brought an arm up to bring his boyfriend closer. Alex tilted his head up, looking John in his eyes.

"Missed you so much, daddy. Miss you so much..." he babbled, dazed by the amount of affection he was receiving. John connected their lips once more.

Alex kissed him back before dropping back down to his neck and nibbling on the skin under John's ear. The latter gasped and tilted his head, Alex smirking knowing that he had found his boyfriend's sweet spot. He sucked the spot gently, whispering small praises as he heard John's breathing getting uneven.

He bit into the now forming hickey softly, causing John to moan through closed lips. Alexander let his hands snake up and under his boyfriend's shirt, brushing pass his hard nipple.

(sjdhdhxh can dudes even get hard nipples?? sksksgsnfhffh)

"I want to hear you, baby boy." He whispered into the freckled boy's ear, placing a knee between his legs and pressing it against his growing erection. John let out a quiet moan at the slight friction.

"I miss your voice, baby. I miss your moans." He kissed the bright red hickey he had made before going to suck more into the nape of his neck.

"A-Alex..."

"So needy for me. You're so needy for daddy." He leaned away and smirked proudly at the hickeys he made before looking back at John. He was a panting mess, sweat accumulating on his forehead as his chest rose and fell with hot breaths. Alexander licked his lips, determined to make his baby feel good.

He brushed some hair away from his baby boy's face. "I want you to know how much I love you, and I don't like seeing you stressed from classes or work or anything." He pecked the boy's lips.

"Let me be your stress reliever..."

And with that, he pulled up his boyfriend's shirt off, tossing it to the ground and dropping down to his bare chest to kiss it all over. "Alex what about you-?"

"I'm relieved seeing you relieved." He muttered in between kisses. "Now relax, princess. Let me take care of you, mkay?"

With the sight of a nod from John, Alexander placed a kiss on one of John's nipples before sticking out his tongue and swirling it around the bud. John moaned a little loudly than he should have, arching his back a bit.
Alex, grinning at the reaction, sucked on the tiny bud, his hand going up to the other and rubbing it softly.

"A-ah....shit.."

"Johnny baby, no cussing."

The latter was about to reply back sarcastically when he moaned out loudly. Alexander's free hand was rubbing the bulge in his pants, sucking harshly on the nipple in his mouth. "So beautiful, you're so beautiful, baby." And John moaned at the praises, back arching even more.

"I-I...ngh! Alex-"

"Mm, who's Alex, baby?" He began rubbing John faster through his jeans, the latter whining out, begging for more friction.

"D-daddy.....please!" He began whimpering, head rolling back in frustration as he attempted to grind into his boyfriend's hand, thirsty for his touch. Alex licked John's abused nipple once more before standing up and taking off his own shirt.

"You're so beautiful like this baby. Moaning and crying out for my touch...."

John, who mewled at the praise, reached out for his boyfriend. He was fed up with the teasing and just wanted Alex to take him already. He watched with eager eyes as Alexander unbuttoned his jeans incredibly slow.
However, the latter stopped suddenly, his eyes fixed on the bulge in John's pants instead.

The freckled boy blushed deeply from embarrassment, watching as his boyfriend leaned down to kiss his lower abdomen. "Don't be shy, princess. Daddy's gonna take care of you..."

John turned away as he felt Alex pulling down his pants. He suddenly became very shy and bit his lip while he could feel the other's breath against the fabric of his boxers.

"John?"

He looked up at his name being called. "I want you to watch me, baby."

John gulped but nodded anyway, anticipation growing as he watched his boyfriend work. Alex locked eyes with John first, just to make sure he had his consent before continuing on. He began placing his lips against the skin of John's thigh, kissing and appreciating them as to let John know that Alex loved every inch of him.

John wiggled a bit from the contact, eyes glassed over with lust as he stared at the art his boyfriend- daddy, was doing. He let out a series of soft and almost inaudible moans when Alex pushed his legs further apart, massaging and marking the beautiful freckled skin.

Smiling at the reaction he received, Alexander moved up, tracing his kisses on John's inner thighs and on his hip bones. Everywhere but where John wanted him to go. Alex watched as his boyfriend arched his back off the bed slightly, wanting and waiting for some type of friction.

When Alexander finally removed John's Avenger boxers, that's when the real fun started.

Alex brought his lips up to the errect tip of John's cock and began to kitten lick the tip. John had an immediate reaction to this, moaning out and arching his back. "Oh god, Alex stop teasing!" He gritted out in frustration.

"Anything for my baby." And without warning, Alex took John whole. The latter gasped as his length was now enveloped in the warmth and slickness of Alexander's mouth.

"Ah- ah shit~"

"Watch you language, baby." Alex pulled away from John and gave him a look that sent chills through the submissive's spine. Part of John wanted to test him but he knew better, especially since Alex was in 'daddy dom mode', which could get John a punishment. Not that Alex would be extreme, especially since this time around he's more focused on John's pleasure.

John nodded and Alex went back to giving him a blowjob.

After a while, Alex noticed the freckled boy's breathing getting harder and quickly thought of the first thing that came to his mind. He pulled off of John's dick with a pop and brushed his sweaty hair away from his eyes. "I need you on your hands and knees, princess."

John could have came just then and there when Alex called him that, but obliged anyway to make the sex last longer. He didn't want to disappoint Alex by cumming so early so he held back, shakily getting on his hands and knees. John bit his lip in anticipation while he heard Alexander's pants drop to the floor and then rustling throughout the room.

Finally, John felt warm hands rub at his exposed hips and a light kiss on his tailbone. "I'm going to start prepping, baby." Alex gave John's ass one more kiss before John felt something warm and wet poke his yaoi hole. He immediately let out a moan and rocked his hips back to gain more of a deeper access. That's when he found out that Alex had been eating him out.

"Alex what are you- ah~!" He gasped out when he felt Alex's tongue push inside his rim of muscles. John's arms began shaking as his eyes started watering from the pleasure. But he wanted more, he wanted to feel Alex inside him and wanted to pleasure the other boy before he came all too early.

So despite John enjoying the wonders of his boyfriend's tongue, he began whining, as he couldn't really form proper words. After about a minute of John's whining and whimpering, Alex separated from him with concern written on his face. "What's wrong, baby?"

John wasted no time in a answering shamelessly, "I-I want you to fuck me....please! Oh god, please Alex! Fuck me so hard so that I won't be able to walk!"

Alexander, taken aback, thought about what John was asking before a smirk lay on his lips. "Be careful what you wish for, princess."

Before he quickly grabbed the bottle of lube that he had grabbed from their bedroom drawer earlier and rubbed some on two of his fingers. He then inserted both fingers at the same time, causing John to hiss a bit from the pain. It had been quite a while since they last had sex and John had never really been properly stretched out before. This time, Alex wanted to do it properly so that he couldn't get to the good part faster.

He began thrusting his two fingers inside of John, the other whimpering at the burn of the stretch but trying not to make it obvious. It was like this for about three more minutes, Alex thrusting his fingers at an even pace and John biting his lips from the pain. But soon after, Alexander's fingers weren't enough for him. He became more desperate but as mentioned before, he didn't want to bother Alex. He didn't want him to worry about him so much.

But luckily, Alex caught that.

"Baby, do you want daddy to fuck you now?" He pulled his fingers out of his boyfriend to show his seriousness.

John gasped and nodded eagerly, despite him not wanting to seem like a sex crazed maniac. Alexander, however, sucked his teeth as he rubbed the lube on his hardened member. "What was that?"

"Y-yes daddy, I want you to fuck me." John parroted, slightly swaying his ass to tease his boyfriend.

Alex smirked and gripped his hips, John's anticipation building by the second. He pressed the head of his weiner (pfftsksjk) on to John's hole, just to give him a preview of what's in store. John unconsciously rocked his hips back, precum dripping out of his untouched dick. "Please stop teasing~" he whined and suddenly Alex pushed himself into him, slowly filling him up.

John shamelessly moaned at the feeling, the slight burning feeling of the stretch and the tight gripping on his hips. "F-fuck Alex-"

A slap to the ass is what silenced him.
"Who is Alex? And what did I tell you about cussing?"

"Sorry daddy."

Alex waited a bit before slowly pulling out of John, just to go back in at a slightly faster pace. John moaned out louder, panting and desperate for more. "Nngh! Daddyyyy!"

(Y'all I'm sorry I am not good at smut. this all seems like a horrible mess to me but I'm trying :C )

John whined and Alex knew exactly what he wanted. He pulled out of John to the tip of his dick and slammed back in harder, pace faster than before.

John's hands clenched the bed sheets as his body rocked with the force that Alexander was making. John's mouth had filled up with drool and he let his head hand low, taking in the immense pleasure he was receiving. His toes curled and when Alexander leaned of to leave a hickey on his neck, he felt his back arching.

"You're so tight, John..." Alex huffed, groaning afterwards as he attempted to move deeper into John. He had noticed his boyfriend being a bit quiet, only a few whimpers here and there, and maybe because John was still taking Alex in or maybe because he was getting used to the intense pleasure. Whatever it was, Alex wanted to make sure he would hear John's screams at the end of the night.

But just to be sure John was quiet because if the pleasure and not from the pain, Alex decided to ask him. "Are you okay baby? John, who couldn't answer due to the pleasure, nodded his head.

"You know the safety words, right princess?"

John nodded once again, finally regaining his consciousness as he felt a warm hand on his throbbing member. Alex slowed his thrusts, making sure John was paying attention. "Say it, baby."

"Red." John hisses as he felt Alex stroking his member lightly.

"What about if you want me to slow down?"

"Y-yellow."

"How about if you want me to continue?"

"Green."

"And if you want me to go faster?"

"Blue."

Alex smiled and gave John a sweet kiss on the ass. "Good boy," he muttered. "What color?"

John hung his head in embarrassment, his sweaty hair sticking to his face and neck. His cheeks burned and he bit his lip before whispering shyly, "B-blue.."

Alexander adjusted his grip on John's hips before slamming into him harshly, making John gasp. Alex began snapping his hips at an animalistic speed, the once quiet room now full with sounds of skin slapping together and grunting coming from the both of them. "F-fuck baby..." Alex moaned out, his head flew back and he tightened his grip on his boyfriend's slim hips. John yelped out a loud moan, both boys' bodies rocking with the speed of the thrusts.

John let out an even louder moan that sounded like a scream when Alex lifted his right leg to place it on his shoulder, maintaining a deeper thrust which sent John over the hill. He began whining and moaning out with every movement, Alexander slamming into his prostate with every thrust.

"D-damn John..." Alex grunted out, already feeling his climax approaching. "Baby do you-" John cut him off with a pleading cry before he could finish.

"Yes! Y-yes! Please daddy! I'll b-be so good for you, I'll be a good boy, daddy!" He cried out, babbling nothing as he began to shake from the over stimulation. Alexander pulled out just to his tip, and slammed back into John, literally knocking the wind out of the freckled boy.

John's arms fell limp and he ended up with his face smushed against the bed pillows while Alex thrusted into him roughly. He cummed, pinching his eyes closed and seeing little blots of white in his vision as he did, while snapping his hips back and forth. Alexander then rode out his climax with heavy pants and when he pulled out, he fell onto the bed next to his boyfriend.

They had stayed like for about five minutes. John whimpered at every slight movement while Alex had nearly fallen asleep from the exhaustion he was feeling. But he knew that going to sleep under these conditions is not only unsanitary, but also kind of nasty. That, and the fact that there was cum on the bed and the smell of sex in the room.

"John?" His boyfriend had muttered after he had finally caught his breath.

John laid on his back, not making any other sign of life either than breathing. He answered Alex with a soft hum to his hoarse throat.

"Baby, that was literally the best sex ever. You were so good for daddy."

The sensitive boy whined at the praise, finally able to get some air into his lungs. Alexander leaned over to him a kissed his cheek. "Think you can walk, baby?" However, John didn't answer straight away. He laid there for a few moments before shaking his head as a reply.
Alex sighed and bit down the guilty pride he was feeling. John had begged him to fuck him and now said boy most likely won't be able to walk correctly for days.

Instead of worrying about his temporarily paralyzed and exhausted boyfriend, Alexander walked to the bathroom- (sporting a limp of his own because he wasn't used to so much exercise) and turned on the bathtub. He made sure to make the water extra steamy and even added a lavender bath bomb that he knew John loved. Pouring in some bubble bath mix and a few pinches of bath salt, he finally stepped away to let the water run and the tub fill up.

He returned back to the room to see John snuggled up in the not so clean blankets, snoozing away. Alexander decided not to bother him for a while and instead, cleaned up the room. He opened the window, letting out the stench and getting some fresh air in the room. He then decided to pick up the dirty clothes and sheets- (minus the one John was sleeping with) and shoved them into that dirty laundry basket. He and John will have to play rock, paper, scissors, to see who will do the laundry later.

After tidying up the room a bit and spraying some air freshener, he stopped the bath water and gathered some comfortable clothes for the two. He even remembered to call the Chinese restaurant and ask them when their order will arrive, which will be in thirty minutes. Forty five if he counted traffic.

But it isn't like their food was ordered directly from China? So why was it taking so long?

Alexander finally gathered the courage to wake his sleepy beauty up, pecking his swollen lips and lifting him up. He carried John into the bathroom and sat him on the edge of the tub softly. "Do you need my help, or can you bathe on your own?" He asked, knowing John was always self conscious and shy about his body. But then again, they just had sex and that should have gave him a boost of confidence. Alexander loved John's freckled thighs anyway, in or out of sex.

"I want....t-to be with you, daddy." His droopy boyfriend muttered sheepishly, eyes barely open as he looked Alexander into his coffee coloured ones. Alex gave him a firm nod and smiled at his cuteness. He watched as John yawned and slowly climbed into the hot bath, exhaling as he immediately felt relaxed. Alex joined in with him since it was a pretty big bath tub, kissing his nose and swiping John's hair out of his face. The latter positioned himself between his lover's legs, leaning back and resting on Alexander's chest. He closed his eyes, the smell of lavender surrounding him as the bubbles and hot water made him feel at peace. John smiled because Alexander knew him so well.

Alex relaxed against the side of the tub, using his right hand to run a bit of water through his freckled boyfriend's hair while his left hand lightly massaged John's lower back.

The couple stayed like that for a while, nothing but the domestic feel of each other's arms, the tiny conversations and the soft yet meaningful kisses to each other.

After their bath and taking turns washing each other's hair and pausing to kiss each other occasionally, Alexander helped John out of the bathtub and into a fluffy towel. The best thing that John loved about Alexander was that even after rough and passionate sex, he would always care for his baby afterwards.

He was going to help John into a pair of sweatpants but the latter insisted on just wearing his comfortable Avenger shorts and a Teen Titans shirt that went to the middle of his thighs, almost to his knees. It was a shirt he had stolen from Lafayette a while back and he didn't plan on returning it. Alexander, most to John's disappointment, found two hair ties and happily tied John's hair into cute little piggy tails which made John look adorable in Alex's eyes.

He found the spare blankets and sheets and used them to change their bed. John was curled into the warm blankets, in a light slumber, with his thumb in his mouth.

(For your info, just in case you're wondering, yes. They brushed their teeth. At this point I don't remember who gave who a blow job but whatever)

Alex wanted to question it when he brought in their Chinese food that had finally arrived, but decided that paired with the cute Avenger shorts and pig tails, that it only made his freckled baby look even cuter. If that was even possible.

But he had to wake him up to eat. So Alex kissed his lips softly, to wake him up. Instead of receiving a kiss back, John sneezed on Alexander's face which caused the later to scream and fall to the ground. John, with his dramatic ass, jumped up and screamed as well, thinking he was being attacked.

"Ew John, what the hell!?" Alex pretended to throw up, being disgusted by his boyfriend's germs in his face.

"Oh please, Alex. There are more germs transmitted during sex than there is when someone sneezes." John scoffed, rolling his eyes as he did so. He happened to notice the Chinese food sitting in a bag on the edge of the bed and leaned over to grab at it.

"No, bitch. That's my Chinese food!" Alexander yelled, picking himself up from the floor and attempting to snatch the bag.

"No it's not, we're a couple. That means what's mine is yours and what's yours is mine."

"What's mine is mine and what's yours is mine too!" John's boyfriend declared, taking the bag and running out of the room.

"Alexander! Get your fat ass back here!"

"Says the one who wanted to eat my fat ass!"

"Did not!"

"You were thinking it, baby!"

John sighed out of frustration. Alex knew he couldn't run and could barely walk, which is why he ran away with their food. The freckled boy slowly, and painfully climbed to his feet, sliding of the bed and using the wall to help himself walk.

It's not that he was in tremendous pain, since he's had sex before, but every time with Alex is like the first time to John. And since it's been quite a while since the two joined together in bed, of course John expected pain in the end. But it wasn't unbearable pain. Just an aching sensation in his lower back and abdomen.

Once he made it to the kitchen, he smiled when he saw Alex sectioning out their portions of food from the containers. He even had asked the delivery man for the wooden chopsticks knowing they both didn't know how to use them. But he knew it'd make John happy and to be honest, it did.

"See baby? I'm not always an asshole." The carribean boy jumped up and helped John sit down in a chair at the table. "I love you, and I was going to bring your food to you but you're so independent." Alex rolled his eyes at his boyfriend and pecked his cheek.

"What type of fucked up love is this..." John muttered, scooting in his chair. He pulled his plate closer and picked up the pair of disposable chopsticks.

"Hey, no cursing." Alexander said, pointedly.

John rolled his eyes and scoffed, "I thought that was only a rule in the bedroom."

Alexander grabbed John by his jaw and stared at him deeply. John hinted a mix of both dominance and lust in his eyes that made him grin like a cheeky bastard.

"What are you going to do? Punish me, daddy?"

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into John." Alex huffed letting go of his chin and sitting back down to eat. "No more cursing from you. Now let's eat."

"What if I don't mind a punishment?"

"Then you're one kinky bitch."

"Takes one to know one."

Alexander growled under his breath sarcastically, "Keep testing me, John."

"Whatever."

"Whatever what?"

John let out a cute chuckle and pulled out his phone, texting his boyfriend who was across from him. Alex caught his gaze and glared at him, sending John laughing even more.

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Whatever daddy ;)