the kiss to his lips eases his nerves immediately and he lights up as well, green eyes glistening with excitement. “yeah? you mean that?” he steals a few more kisses. “i’m thinking really corny christmas pjs, funny poses by the tree.”
this is particularly meaningful —
“you ever done like, a really corny christmas photoshoot? i usually do those a lot for clients around this time of year. I’ve always found it… cute. cheesy, but cute.”
his nose cruches up, cheeks warm as he presses a kiss to alex’s jaw.
“would you wanna do one together?”
“ well, i liked you way before i even knew what it looked like. it being perfect is like, a happy coincidence.”
he chuckles, amused by how aiden feigned being shocked by jules’ words. he did maintain his composure pretty well, but jules didn’t mind.
he was happy just being—
allowed to touch aiden like that, whenever he wanted. fingers trace the veins of his dick, thumb rubbing gently over his round tip, lips pressed together.
“touché. you’re a writer but you tend to be less poetic when i piss you off. i’m learning to deal with that.”
then, as if—