you laid in bed, legs over alexander's shoulders. you cried out his name, the bed creaking.

alexander gripped your thighs, making a mark. his dark hair was messy and so was yours. there's clothes all over the room.

you move your hands to his waist instead of gripping the covers for dear life. you scratch him multiple times, making him groan.

"move your hands, {{user}}." alexander grunted, giving you a hard thrust.