Alex

Sunday, December 27, 2002

Morning

The smell of bacon filled the house and after last night, I knew I'd have to make it up to him. I'd never seen him that afraid of me. I took the bacon off the pan, putting it onto the white plate. Eggs, toast, bacon, I hope would fix something. My feet went to the door, and he laid on the bed, his back turned to me. The black shirt and tight jeans I'd given him made everything I loved pop out just the way I liked.

"Sexy?"

His voice was low, and I could tell he'd been crying. "Yes, husband?"

I put the plate of food on a dresser, grabbing his hand. Planting kisses all over it. "Sexy, I'm sorry! Can you just look at me?"

He yanked his hand away, sniffling "I wanna be alone, Alex..."

"Joseph, how can I make it up to you?" There was a silence, and I climbed onto the bed, wrapping my arm around him. "Sexy." His body twisted towards me and he laid his hand on my cheek, grazing it like he used to. Looking into his dark eyes made me feel like a dickhead. That spark he once had was gone, only replaced with sadness and fear. "Joseph, I'm sorry."

"It's fine Alex..." he pecked my lips, staring at me. Seconds went by and he kissed my lips again, but before it could go any further, I stopped him. Forcing himself to do this isn't what I wanted, hurting him isn't what I wanted...

"Joseph, can we start over?" "I won't hit you, or kiss you. We'll just take it slow..."

A million thoughts ran through my head as I waited for a response. His gaze was thoughtful and less scared. The way I wanted it to be. The touch of his hand on my cheek made me feel special, loved. A quick peck to my lips, put the biggest smile on my face.

"I still wanna kiss you, Alex." He giggled. "If we're going to be a couple, I wanna be what we were when we started..." I had the largest smile in the world and I quickly plastered kisses all over his face, making him laugh.

"My Sexy..." I growled, moving my kisses to his neck. The way his body shivered at that special spot on his neck resurfaced so many memories. Sucking on the spot only made him moan, and his hand traveled down my chest, stopping at my pants.

"Take them off." He demanded, causing the biggest boner in my pants. So I did what he said, unbuckling my belt, sliding them off, only to be left in my briefs. His hand wrapped around my hard cock through the fabric and god did it feel good for him to stroke it and actually mean it. I bit my lip, trying to contain my moans, but he swiftly moved my head to his sexy gaze, looking into my eyes. "I'm the only guy?" I nodded my head, trying to focus as he moved the fabric away, revealing my veiny dick, that now stood like a tower. "Alex say it."

"You're the only guy..."

He wrapped his hand around my neck, keeping me still while stroking it. The dominance in his eyes was nothing I'd ever seen from him and it only turned me on more. "You lying to me again?"

"No. Never." I choked, as I felt myself getting closer, this felt better then any sex I'd had before. But it was interrupted when he stopped, moving his hand from my neck. I could tell by his eyes, he didn't believe me, but I wanted him to. I fucked up and fixing it was the only goal.

"Sexy, there's no one else!" My feelings hurt even worse as he turned his back to me. "Joseph! There's no one else! It's only you. Your name is all over me! I'm yours!" His silence only hurt me more. "Joseph, how can I prove it?" I turned his body to me, staring into his clearly angry eyes. "This isn't like last time! There's no one else I swear!"

"Give me your phone, then." There was hesitation in my eyes and it wasn't too long till he picked up on it. "What's his name, Alex?"

"Nobody! There's only you, Joseph!" I moved his hand to my hip. "Every inch of me is yours, Sexy."

The feeling of his hand going down my hip and to my ass reminded me of that day I felt his tongue. I moved my hand on top of his, guiding his hand, but he quickly shrugged it off, setting his hand on my ass. The tone of his voice made my hair raise and his emotionless stare didn't help it. "Give me your phone, Alex."

I quickly got out of bed, going into my pants. If him checking my phone would clear his mind, it's what I would do. I climbed back onto the bed, handing it to him and he turned it on, going straight to the contacts. "Axe? Isn't that the dog tag guy?"

"Yeah, I sent him to watch you. He's just a friend..."

He sat up in the bed, and I could visibly see him get angrier and angrier as he scrolled and tapped away. "If I check the messages of all these guys. Am I gonna see something that I shouldn't?"

My body panicked, and I knew I fucked up. Tears started falling down my dumbass face as he shoved the phone in my hand. "Sexy, it's old. I'll delete all of it!" I tried touching his hand, but he quickly flinched away. "Joseph! It's old I swear!"

"Just leave me alone."

Hearing that made my whole existence feel like shit. I'd hurt him again. But slowly anger boiled behind it. "What the fuck do I have to do for you to love me?"

"What do I have to do for you to be loyal to me?" he countered, looking at me in anger.

"I am loyal to you! ONLY YOU. You're painted all over my fucking body, Joseph! What else do you want from me?" A smile perked on his lips then a small laugh followed by an even bigger laugh. "What the fuck are you laughing at?"

His laughing became almost maniacal, and he put his hand out. "Give me your phone." I quickly handed it to him. My heart was pounding and I'd become concerned for him. Maybe I'd hit him too hard? The bruise on his cheek put a frown on my face, and he just scrolled through pictures before showing one to me. It was me fucking a guy. "His name?"

"Tony." I said. There was silence as he kept scrolling. "Joseph, you're hurting yourself, looking at that."

"You went through all this trouble, just to not delete any of this? Alex, are you fucking stupid?"

All I could do was stare at his clearly hurt face. Slowly, his eyes became more and more devoid of emotion. I laid my hand on his thigh, rubbing it. "Joseph, give me the phone..."

"No."

I didn't want to upset him more than he was, so I just rubbed his thigh. Watching his eyes look at whatever he was scrolling through. "Joseph, just delete all of it."

"No, you kept it on your phone for a reason, so I'm allowed to look at it..." he winced.

"Sexy. Look at me, just for a moment..." His eyes shifted to me and I could tell he wanted to cry. I needed to be there for him, hold him. "I love you. All of that was before you. I don't give a fuck about any guy in that phone. My heart, my body, my everything is with you."

I raised my shirt up, revealing my tattoos. "Who's name is on me?"

"Mine." He said quietly.

"Who have I been fighting for?"

"Me..."

I moved the phone out of his hand, sitting on top of his lap. We stared into each other's eyes, and the way he looked at me, the firm grip he now had on my hips, just did something to me. "Joseph. You own me."

"But all those other guys..."

"Joseph, every video or message in that phone is before we even met. I know what I did hurt you but that's never fucking happening AGAIN. That dickhead is rotting in jail, I even told a few friends in there to fuck him up. I WANT YOU!" My lips craved for his touch, his anything, and the closer his head got to mine, the stronger the craving was. Our lips were mere inches away, and I could tell he was fighting it more than ever. "What does that tattoo on your arm say Sexy?"

"Alex's Property..."

I pulled my bottom lip out, letting him see the inside. "What does that say?"

"Joseph's Property." "Alex, when did you get that?"

"While you were with that blonde dickhead, I got all these tattoos. I knew when I got you alone, it'd show my dedication to you..."

"Alex. I can't do this..." he tried moving me off him but I pushed him back down. "Alex-"

"Sexy, when that patient killed himself. Who was there for you?" His eyes went to the wall, but I moved them back to me. "Who?"

"You, Alex..."

"I had you before him! I touched you before him! So why the fuck does he have so much control over you? Huh, Sexy? I've put in more work than him and Sebastian combined. So why can't you believe in us?"

"I can't cheat on him..."

A thought came to mind and a devilish grin formed on my mouth. "I'll let you go and you could leave him..." "It would stop the police and we could be together."

There was so much innocence in his face. Maybe breaking him down was the way. This was the most love I'd gotten from him in a while, and I only wanted more. "He doesn't get hurt, right?"

That question pissed me off, but I kept it in, giving him a smile. "Of course, Sexy."

"Then we can do that..."

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