A/N: Thanks again for the comments… and also for the critique… I have to admit, I'm not watching the show anymore since Mark died (my „writing partner" does), so I don't know how things in the show are, but this story will be very different… the guys (and girls) might drift even further apart for a while (SORRY!) but it won't stay like this forever because at some point, they will need to stick together… but it'll take some time, and things will happen… most likely things you might not like very much… but we hope, you will still stick with the story and with us… because we still have lots of feelings for this story and it's important for us… =)

And now have fun with Chapter 21! (I can't believe it's already 21, wow O.o) – and don't kill us afterwards XD

Alex Karev POV:

Alex was trying to prepare their dining room while April was out with Meredith and Jackson prepared their meal. Table cloth, place settings, and candles.

He was lighting the last of them when Jackson walked out carrying three plates.

"What the hell are you doing Karev?" Jackson asked "this isn't a romantic dinner for three" and handing the plates over Alex mentally kicked himself. This would not be the way to let Jackson know. Not when this dinner was so important.

"You're right" he said as he quickly blew the candles out "that would be awkward.

He could see Jackson give him a perplexed look "I would think so...imagine April walking in and seeing us standing behind dinner and lighted candles" he laughed "I love you and April man, but not that much"

Alex smiled to himself. He knew Jackson was going through something bad right now, but the man telling him that he loved Alex, probably without even realizing it, made Alex feel good. Jackson and April were really his family and Alex knew that when the moment that Jackson found out about him and April's relationship he would be supportive...eventually.

They had to get through this night first.

Walking into the kitchen behind Jackson he watched the man pull out the tray of homemade lasagne from the oven and sit it on top of the stove.

"Smells good, man" Alex said "I think she's going to love it"

"I made it for her during our first year at Mercy West when she started to feel homesick" Jackson said.

"I'll get the silverware" Alex exclaimed and opened up the drawers to collect various forks and knives.

The two had just finished setting the table when they heard the opening of the door. Standing side by side they gave wide smiles as April walked in and headed straight towards them unknowingly.

"Surprise" both men said opening their arms wide and jumping a bit at the surprise she stared wide-eyed at the scene before her.

"What's all this?" she asked as she walked up and looked at the display of food.

"Lasagne, Garden Salad, and even that ice-tea you like so much from that place on North bend" Alex told her.

"It's-It's" she tried to say before holding her hand to her mouth and running up the stairs as quickly as possible.

The two men started at each other. "Was it too soon?" Jackson asked.

"Let me see" Alex said and bolted up the stairs before Jackson could offer to go in his place.

Reaching the bathroom door Alex gave a soft knock "April, it's me"

"Go away, Alex" she said. Her voice sounded strained and in pain.

Opening up the door he peeked his head inside "I just want to help"

Turning around she sat down on the floor with her back to the tub "You've helped enough" she told him and the look she gave Alex sent a shiver down the man's spine.

"What does that mean?" Alex asked.

"It means I don't want you around me. It means I don't want you touching me"

Alex couldn't understand where this was coming from. They had been so happy the past couple of weeks and now for her to be so angry perplexed him.

"What happened?" he asked April. He hated to sound so desperate and scared, but he couldn't help himself.

She looked at him and for a moment he could see the April he had grown to love looking back at him. That moment was fleeting, however. A second later she was back over the toilet bowl.

"This was a mistake, all of it" she said in between getting sick.

"What?" Alex felt as if someone had just knocked the wind out of him.

"All of it, Alex" she repeated "now this bug isn't going anywhere anytime soon so get out"

Walking back to the door he had seen Izzie sitting there. He had seen Rebecca sitting there. He had seen every single person he had ever let in sitting there throwing it back in his face.

"Fuck it" he said "you don't want me here, I'm gone" and with that he made his way back down the stairs and grabbing his coat he yanked the house door open.

"Alex!" Jackson said as he ran towards him "where are you going?"

"Out" he told Jackson as the two stood on the porch "Don't wait up" and without another word he raced down the steps.

He needed to get this sickening feeling that he had just had everything snatched from him again out of his stomach.

He needed to drink.

April Kepner POV:

Once Alex had left the bath room, April couldn't hold back her tears any longer. She hated herself for what she just did but she just couldn't get out of her skin. She couldn't. It was all too much. Still way too much to handle. Too much to bear. She loved Alex so fucking much, but she couldn't do that to him. She couldn't burden him with a kid he never wanted, and she didn't want her baby to be one nobody wanted.

Sobbing, she tried to get the nauseousness under control, but when she tried to get up, she had to lean against the wall to keep herself from passing out.

This pregnancy already took a toll on her and she didn't know how to survive for like eight more months, but somehow she would. Because she already had decided that she wanted to have this baby, no matter what. Even if it meant she was all by herself. And at least she could always say it was made in a loving connection.

"Are you okay?" Jackson's voice pulled her out of her thought and she twitched.

"What?" She wiped away the last tears and tried to get away from the wall, but when she noticed it wouldn't work, she sank back on the floor.

Immediately, Jackson was by her side, placing a hand on her shoulder. "What's wrong?" he asked with concern in her eyes.

"Nothing!" she snapped, shaking his hand off. "Why can't you all just leave me alone?" Tears were welling up in her eyes again and a couple of seconds later she was crying pretty hard without her being able to hold back her tears.

"April..." she heard Jackson's voice and then his arms were around her.

Again, she tried to push him away but after a while she just gave up. She wasn't strong enough to resist his embrace any longer. Instead, she leaned against his chest, crying silently.

It took her a while to calm down, and it helped a lot for Jackson to just hold her and caress her back. Just like back then when she was crying so hard because Alex had been so mean to her after they almost slept with each other. After she almost gave up her virginity for him. She had been so sad back then but now she was broken. If she had thought back then it was bad, this was a lot worse and it hurt way more. What made it even worse was the fact that it was her own fault. Because she had sent Alex away, even though she wanted him to be there. Wanted him to be there for her. But she just couldn't get herself to tell him what was happening. It was just too hard.

"Will you tell me what's wrong now? Did you and Alex have a fight? He stormed out like crazy after he went to look for you," Jackson said, gently wiping away the last tracks of April's tears.

"I... I'm... I'm pregnant," April blurted out, fighting back another wave of tears.

Jackson stared at her in shock. "What?" He bit his lower lip. "How?"

His question made her giggle hysterically. "I'm sure you know how those things work. You're a doctor after all, and a guy. And I'm sure you're not that clueless."

"No... that's not what I meant... I mean..." Jackson stammered, all of a sudden seeming pretty pale. "It's not mine, right?"

Another giggle left April's lips. "God, Jackson... things with us were... months ago. Do you really think it would take me thislong to realize I'm pregnant? And to get symptoms?" She placed a hand on Jackson's arm. "Of course it's not yours, relax."

"That's not what I wanted to say with it," Jackson defended himself. "And if it would have been, I would definitely have been there for you. Just like I will be there for you now."

"I... thank you," she said, taking a deep breath. Maybe it was time to come out completely. To come clean with Jackson. Alex and she had done this hiding game long enough and she was sick of it. But who knew, maybe it wasn't even necessary to come out anymore. The bare thought of it killed April from inside, so she pushed it away. She would apologize to Alex and then they would be fine again, right? But maybe it was for the better if she would leave things like that. Then Alex probably would never find out that he was becoming a father.

"Who is the father?" Jackson asked, pulling April out of her thoughts once more.

Taking another breath she looked up at Jackson. "Alex..."

Jackson looked at her open-mouthed. "Alex Karev? Our roommate Alex Karev? Our friend Alex Karev?"

April nodded slowly. "Yeah..."

"Wow," Jackson commented, leaning back against the wall. "Just... wow..."

A small smile crossed April's lips. "Now you're speechless..." She turned her head to look at Jackson who - after a couple of seconds - looked back at her.

"Quite, yes... I'm asking myself how I could have missed this. I had no clue. Absolutely no clue. And I'm living with you. How stupid am I?" He shook his head. "How blind?"

"You are not blind," April stated. "We just hid it very well... and I didn't have a clue about you and Mark either, until I kind of found you in the kitchen."

"Oh yeah, that..." Jackson said, and April could tell that he still felt embarrassed about it. "But it wasn't like we met here very often. Most of the time we were in Mark's apartment."

"And Alex and I only spent the night together in one room when you weren't here," April winked at him. "So really... you couldn't have known... but well..." She let out a sigh, feeling the desperation rising within her again. "Maybe that's over now anyways. Maybe there's nothing more to know."

"April, what are you talking about?" Jackson asked immediately. "Just because you had a fight, your relationship isn't over. You two will talk and then you'll make up."

"I don't know," April replied doubtful. "And maybe it's for the better..."

"Wait..." Jackson said, and it looked like realisation hit him. "He doesn't want the baby, right? That's what the fight was about?" He made a fist, already trying to get up. "I'm killing him."

"No, stop!" April replied, catching Jackson's wrist. "It wasn't about that."

"Are you sure?" Jackson wanted to know, seeming angry all of a sudden. "Or are you telling me that to protect him?"

"No... I wouldn't do that, and if he had said anything about not wanting the baby, I would tell you the truth. But in fact he couldn't have, because I haven't told him," April finally admitted.

"Why?" Jackson asked, looking April in the eye. "If he's the father, he deserves to know."

"I know," April replied. "But... it must have happened the first time we slept together... which was only a couple of weeks ago. This... just isn't the right time."

"So you wanna have an abortion?" Jackson assumed, causing April to shake her head vigorously.

"No, by no means. I just think I have to go through this alone." Sighing, April leaned back against the wall.

"You're not alone," Jackson said, gently bumping his shoulder against April's. "And I'll be very pissed if I'm not the godfather."

His comment made April smile. "Thank you, Jackson."

"You're welcome. But... I still think Alex deserves to know. Maybe the timing isn't the best, but it's his responsibility too." He looked her deep in the eye. "Please don't make me lie to him. He's one of my best friends."

"I know," April replied. "I just don't know how to tell him. How do I tell someone I'm pregnant after only three weeks?"

"I don't know," Jackson said earnestly. "But I'm sure he will be there for you if he just knows. He has changed so much, April. He won't leave you alone with this."

"Are you sure?" April asked with a spark of hope in her eyes.

"Pretty sure," Jackson assured her, putting an arm around her. "And if not, you still have me, okay?"

"Okay!" April smiled, already feeling a lot better. She couldn't imagine a better friend than Jackson and he was the 2nd person now to tell her that she should tell Alex, and maybe it really was the right thing to do.

Alex Karev POV:

Alex had driven further then he had planned. He had no clear direction, but he knew he wanted to get as far away from that apartment as he could.

He could still see the look on April's face when she told him it was a mistake. He may not have been able to read people very well, but he knew shame when he saw it and April's eyes were covered it in.

Alex should have seen it coming. It had happened too fast and he had fallen too hard. Of course April would come to the realization that she was involved in a relationship with a man who was so far below her that she could barely see him.

She was from a good family who spent holidays together and actually enjoyed each other's company. He was from a family where his mother was locked away in a mental institution and his brother had tried to murder his sister. What woman in their right man would ever willingly want that in her life?

Alex had found a parking space just outside of a bar he remember coming to years ago when he had just moved to Seattle. Back then he didn't have anyone in his life that felt substantial. Spending nights in bars like these was routine he had grown accustomed to.

The more things changed, the more they stayed the same.

It wasn't completely true. Even if he and April were over he would still have Jackson, but having someone just as fucked up as you were didn't really lend itself to progress. April made him a better person. To reach a place worthy of the love he thought the woman had for him made him strive to change.

It was a dead-end road, though.

The bar was named Haven and had stayed the exact same in the 3 years he had been away. All open space with a set of tables and chairs in the back, a small dance floor in the middle that usually only catered to drunken couples swaying back and forth to old Patsy Cline songs.

Walking up and grabbing a stool the bartender walked over "What can I get ya?" he asked, his voice as gruff as his look. He looked like a man who had spent his entire life only doing hard labour. It was something Alex found respectful. If he hadn't found his love for medicine Alex was sure he would have followed a very similar path as everyone else had in his town.

"Whatever you have on tap" Alex told him and a few seconds later the man walked back over and sat a bottle in front of Alex. He took a long gulp of the liquid as his mind went back to its previous thoughts.

Either construction or factory work. That was the future laid out for him at 17 and Karev fought tooth and nail against it.

Yet, here he was. In the same kind of bar all his old friends were probably sitting at as they went over the menial things that made up their day.

Work, home, wife and kids.

Thinking about it now Alex had to really think about whose life was more fulfilling. A doctor who only had his job or a man whose job was only a fraction of his life.

A wife and kids would not be in his future. The thought wasn't a new one. Hell, until April he was pretty sure a regular girlfriend was impossible, let alone one who was stupid enough to marry him and give him a kid to screw up? Izzie was right to run away from him.

He could feel his phone buzzing in his pocket and pulling it out he saw that it was Avery.

He thought about ignoring it, but he was still worried about April.

"Yeah" he said.

"Alex, man...where are you?" Jackson asked him "We're getting worried, man"

"I'm sure" and it really wasn't fair to Jackson. He was sure the man was concerned for Alex, April was another story.

"You should come back" Jackson sounded hesitant before continuing "I think you and April have a lot to discuss"

"We don't have anything to discuss, Jackson" Alex said and the anger that came out even surprised him "I got the message loud and clear".

"I know you're upset and you have a right to be" Jackson responded "just come back and listen to her okay? I promise it's worth hearing"

Alex felt as if he was missing something. Whatever the woman had to say was something he didn't want to hear. She dumped him and worst had called him a mistake. Going back to their apartment to see her try and makes things amicable between them so she wouldn't feel guilty was not something he was going to give her.

"Like I said Jackson, don't wait up" and with that Alex ended the phone call before his friend could respond. Alex was going to apologize to him later. Right now he was just too upset to focus clearly.

He just wanted to drink and forget who he was...if only for a little while.

As he reached for his beer he saw it spill over the counter and onto his shirt as the man beside him accidentally knocked it over while trying to get the bartender's attention.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry" the guy said as he grabbed some napkins and handed them over to Alex. The man looked embarrassed and flustered.

"Don't worry about it" Alex told him as he grabbed the napkins and dabbed them on his shirt.

"At least let me buy you another drink" the guy said "what will it be?"

"It's not necessary" Alex said

"I insist" the guy said with a smile "don't make me live with the guilt of ruining that shirt"

Alex gave a surprising laugh "Alright, if you insist. Whatever they have on tap is fine"

"Mind if I make a suggestion?"

Alex looked over at him curiously "Sure"

"We'll take two Haake Becks" he said to the bartender "It's from Germany and it's the best beer in the world, trust me"

Shrugging his shoulders Alex decided he would do just that. He had nobody to answer to and if he wanted to get hammered on beer he didn't know, with a guy he didn't know. He was going to do just that. He should at least get his name, though.

"By the way, the name is Alex" he offered his hand in greeting.

"Hey Alex" the guy responded as he took Alex's hand in his own "the name's Lewis"

Lewis Avery POV:

Now that had been easier than he thought it would be, Lewis thought, when he grabbed Alex hand and shook it, and held onto it longer than necessary. The guy was exactly who Lewis had wanted to see, but he didn't expect for it to happen so soon. He remembered the voice from the phone, even though Alex sounded - and definitely looked - a lot better in real life. It had to be this Alex Karev.

Michael had told him about Alex as well, and everything fit, so Lewis knew who he was dealing with. Plus: He had heard him mention Jackson's name on the phone earlier and that's when he was sure he had the right guy. But Alex didn't know who he was, so he could definitely use this for his advance.

He sat down next to Alex, smiling at him.

"Are you alone here?"

Alex looked around. "Do you see anyone else?"

He seemed slightly annoyed, so that was definitely not the way to get him. Lewis had to do something different.

"Yes, you're right, sorry. My bad. I'm just... pretty new in this town and I don't know anyone yet. That was a very bad chat-up-line, wasn't it?"

Alex let out a small laugh. "Oh yeah, very, very bad," he chuckled, patting Lewis shoulder, and from this moment on, Lewis knew he had him. The ice was broken and the first step was only one of many.

"I'm sorry," Lewis laughed and looked Alex in the eye. "Can we start over?"

"Sure, be my guest," Alex replied, making an inviting gesture.

"Okay... I'm Lewis and it's very nice to meet you," he said with his brightest smile and offered his hand to Alex who grabbed it immediately.

"Alex... nice to meet you, too." Alex smiled at him as well. "So what brings you here to Seattle?"

"Job..." Lewis waved dismissively. "But that's nothing I want to bore you with. I'm sure there are way more interesting things to talk about, aren't you?" He winked at Alex.

"Uhm..." Alex seemed to be caught off-guard for a moment and Lewis was sure that he got the hints. That Alex knew that he was already starting to flirt shamelessly with him. "Maybe there are," he said after he composed himself. "Which things?"

"Like..." Lewis started. "Why is an attractive, sexy guy like you on a beautiful evening like that alone in a bar? Why aren't you in company?" He knew he was pulling out all the stops, but if this worked, it would be worth it. Lewis was just glad that this Alex-guy was really handsome, rather hot, because if he was some ugly dude, he didn't know if he would have been able to really start something with him. Not that Jackson would go for the ugly guys anyways. He had always had really pretty boyfriends or girlfriends, as far as Lewis could remember, but there was a lot that could change within five years.

"You think I'm attractive?" Alex grinned. "That's quite a compliment coming from someone like you."

"Is it?" Lewis moved closer to him, until their bodies were already touching and there wasn't much space left between them.

"Yeah... I'm sure you're not blind and you know that you have quite an... appearance." Alex replied with a wink.

"Well then..." he whispered, leaning to Alex' ear. "Why don't we get out of here then and find some nice place to make out?"

Demonstratively, he let his hand slide over Alex' back to his ass and then back up again.
Oh yes, that would definitely be an interesting night.

"You do know I'm a guy, right?" Alex joked. "Not some chick in male clothes. And what makes you think I'm into guys anyway?"

"What makes you think I'm not?" Lewis replied without hesitation.

"Touché!" Alex grinned.

Nodding, Lewis took a sip of his drink. "Why limiting yourself to only about half of the population if you can have everything? I'm a connoisseur and I enjoy both of it very much. And I like nice things."

"So I'm a nice thing now?" Another grin appeared on Alex lips.

"Oh yeah... Very nice." Lewis replied, placing a hand on Alex' thigh. "And you're very lucky, because I'm quite picky when it comes to my men... or women."

"I wouldn't have guessed," Alex gave back, looking directly into Lewis eyes.

"And I like good sex. I like it to..." He leaned forward, very close to Alex' ear and let his hot breath dance over Alex' skin on the way. "I like to seduce someone... and I love to see how they get under my spell and let me do whatever I want to make them feel very good."

"Oh..." Alex commented. "So you're saying you're not only attractive, you're also a good lover?"

"Well..." Lewis replied immediately. "That's what you're about to find out, if you want to." Demonstratively, he let his hand that was still on Alex' thigh slide a little upwards and then down again. "I swear, you wouldn't regret it."

He knew he had him; it was only a matter of time for Alex to jump him. He was good like that, and that was quite easy. Easier than he thought it would be. Almost too easy. But Alex had seemed to be really sad when Lewis first had laid eyes on him, so maybe he and Jackson had been in some kind of fight. At least their conversation on the phone - as far as Lewis could tell - seemed like it. That he would go for his flirtations that easy showed that he was quite the player, and Lewis definitely liked that. And he couldn't wait to get his hands on him. All over him.

He knew he would hurt Jackson with it. A lot. But that was a price he was willing to pay. Or rather to say, that was exactly what he wanted. To hurt him the way Jackson had hurt him back then. To make him feel the same pain he went through. He deserved it, Lewis thought, but pushed way this thoughts as far as he could. Because even though he hooked up with Alex on purpose, he wanted to enjoy this. He wanted to get his money worth tonight, and he was sure he would.

"So?" He looked at Alex expectantly. "Do we have a deal?"

Alex Karev POV:

"So, do we have a deal?"

Alex had to admire Lewis for his boldness. The man had little doubt when it came to his skills and the result of said skills.

"I don't make it a habit of going off with men I just met" Alex said with a smile. The guy was charismatic and Alex was honest when he said that Lewis was attractive. He wasn't so insecure with himself that he couldn't notice when another man was high on the attractive scale.

Okay, he could, but they weren't competing for the same girl at the moment so there was no competition. If anything, both men were only competing over what Alex's plans were going to be for the rest of the night.

"I'm not a stranger" Lewis told him and he tapped his finger on Alex's thigh. "You know my name is Lewis and that I just moved to Seattle for a job, we're practically best friends"

Alex laughed "Even so" he said as he moved Lewis's hand off his leg "I don't think I'm drunk enough to make such wayward decisions"

"Then let's see if we can't change that" and raising his hand he called the bartender over "two shots, please" he said without taking his eyes off of Alex.

Lewis's eyes were intense enough to command Alex's attention. Blue and striking they were something that only seemed more pronounced against the man's darker skin.

They were also vaguely familiar and Alex didn't know why.

After the shots and another beer Alex was feeling looser and more relaxed. He wasn't getting any drunker, but he was able to release some of the tension from his fight with April.

He didn't want to think about the girl and the horrible feeling of worthlessness that she had left him with.

"I'm not losing you, am I?" Lewis asked and shaking himself out of his thoughts Alex nodded his head no.

"Good" Lewis said with a smile "I'd hate to think all my hard work is going to waste"

Alex knew it was selfish, but he found himself enjoying the attention from the man. Someone was putting work in to impress him… Alex Karev. The man couldn't even think of the last time someone cared enough about his opinion to actually work for a good one. Even if it was just for sex and nothing was going to come from it.

Lewis sat close enough to him that Alex could feel the heat radiate from the man's body. "It's not going to waste, but-"

"What?" Lewis asked "are you with someone else right now?"

Alex would have had such a firm answer 6 hours ago, but that had all changed. He was single and he really had no obligations to anyone but himself. April hadn't even called him since he had left. She had made her choice and Alex was free to make his. With whomever he decided to make it with.

"Not really" Alex said "not anymore… I guess"

Leaning forward Lewis placed his hand back on Alex's thigh "so why not let me make you feel like you're on top of the world"

With a smile Alex lowered his head slightly "You are confident, aren't you?"

"When you're as good as I am it comes with the job" Alex felt his hands travel further up and came to rest just below his testicles.

This was getting into risky territory. It was obvious that this Lewis guy wanted Alex. He had never really seen lust in a man's eyes directed towards him, but he knew the look in his own eyes when he himself wanted something bad enough. Someone.

"Lewis, I'm flattered" Alex started "I really am, but I just can't-"

"What's holding you back?" Lewis asked and his voice had lost the flirtation.

"I'm not-" Alex started to say. He found it hard to finish the sentence, though. He had been enjoying Lewis's attention and even played into it. He didn't owe the man anything for enjoying his advances, but it still made him feel like shit. Although, if Alex was to ever get with a guy, it would definitely be with someone like Lewis.

He was gorgeous, even more so then some woman he had slept with.

"How about I make a deal with you?" Lewis asked "You give me one chance...one kiss and if you don't feel like it's something you would like to explore further then we can part ways as drinking buddies"

Alex was suddenly drawn to Lewis's hand as it started to rub his leg. It wasn't as if Alex had never thought about what it would have been like to kiss a guy. Mindless teenage curiosity and drunken nights of sexual frustration could lead to interesting ideas.

One night when Jackson had picked him up after whatever girl of the moment had moved on and left him inebriated at Joe's the man had picked him up and took Alex back to their apartment.

When Jackson dropped him on his bed and Alex had pulled him in for a hug Jackson's face was so close that for a second Alex had imagined the possibility. It was never really thought of again and he was sure Jackson had no idea what had went trough his friend's mind.

It was just a night that Alex was feeling lonely.

If Alex was to do this, however, it would be a conscious and pretty sober decision. There would be no pretending it didn't happen. Lewis moved in a little closer and smiled at Alex. So charming and sure all at the same time.

"It's going to be worth it, I promise"

"It was a mistake, all of it"

April's words shot through Alex's mind. Lewis wouldn't call him a mistake and in this moment that was good enough for him.

Looking at Lewis, Alex smiled.

"Show me what ya got"

Lewis Avery POV:

Lewis knew he had won. No one - straight or gay - could resist his kissing, because he was thatgood. He knew what he could do with his tongue and he knew what he wanted as well and right now he wanted Alex. He wanted to fuck him senseless and have him begging for more. He wanted him on his knees and take him hard from behind and he wanted to turn him around to look him in the eye when he came.

He noticed Alex shifting closer and their faces were only inches apart all of a sudden. Lewis moved a little forward and he knew what Alex was waiting for but he wasn't giving it to him. Not in this moment. He was a player as well, and he knew if he wouldn't kiss him right now, if he would take the game a little further, it would be torture for Alex. And it would make him want Lewis even more.

"You want to kiss me right now, admit it!" he whispered, teasingly moving both of his hands to Alex' thighs and letting them slide up and down.

"I thought you were the one who was about to kiss me to prove I'm missing something if I wasn't taking you up on your offer," Alex gave back with a self-confident grin.

"Oh I will, believe me, I will," Lewis replied, letting his nose touch Alex'. "Just not now. Not yet."

"What?" Alex looked at him, seeming slightly confused.

"You understood me," Lewis said, squeezing Alex' thighs and brushing Alex' cock through his jeans before he took his hands away as if it had happened by accident, but the grin on his face proved otherwise.

Still, it caused Alex to take in a breath, and his cheeks had already turned slightly pink.

"What if the offer isn't valid anymore later?" Alex asked, and the want in his eyes was already visible. Lewis just knew he had him exactly where he wanted him.

"Then I guess we'll have to hurry," he replied, taking out some bills and throwing them on the bar, before grabbing Alex' arm and pulling him with him.

"What are you doing? Where are we going?" Alex asked, seeming slightly nervous for a moment.

"You'll see. Trust me..." Lewis didn't waste any time. They were barely out of the bar when Lewis pulled him into a dark ally, pressing Alex against the brick wall with his whole body.

Alex just looked at him and Lewis already enjoyed their game very much. More than he probably should. All other thoughts were blocked out and the lust for Alex was stronger than any other feeling inside of him right now.

Slowly, Lewis let one hand slide to the back of Alex' neck and moved closer to his face. "How does it feel not to know what's going to happen? Does it turn you on?" he asked, placing his other hand on Alex' chest and rubbing one of his nipples with his fingers, feeling it harden immediately. "It does..." he whispered, moving closer until their lips almost touched. "It will turn you even more on knowing what I could do to you if you let me."

And with those words he closed the distance and placed his lips on Alex' with a gentle force. He moved his lips against Alex, before making use of his tongue by wetting Alex' lips and waiting for Alex to open his mouth, which didn't take long. Lewis' tongue slid into it starting to explore every part he could reach, letting his tongue touch Alex teeth and his palate before touching Alex' tongue and swirling his tongue around it, before he started sucking it into his mouth playfully. Yes, he knew exactly what he was doing.

He let his hand that was still resting on Alex' chest glide downwards and underneath Alex' shirt, touching his stomach muscles and letting his fingers dance over them, feeling Alex getting tense. He was sure, Alex was still trying to resist and he could tell, that the other man was still not sure whether to go for it or not by the way he was trying to touch him a little unhandy, and it turned Lewis on more that it probably should. He liked the fact that Alex didn't make it easy for him.

His tongue was still caressing Alex' and the longer he played with it, the longer he tasted Alex, the more he wanted him. The more he wanted to fuck him.

Slowly, he moved backwards, still licking and sucking at Alex' tongue when their lips didn't even touch anymore, before letting go completely.

"Imagine the things this tongue could do to your cock..." he said a little breathlessly. Of course the kiss hadn't left him completely cold as well, and he knew he couldn't hide his arousal forever, if Alex hadn't already noticed it. He was getting hard slowly but surely and the pictures of Alex laying on his bed with spread legs waiting for him didn't help to change that.

"Just think about all the possibilities..." he went on, demonstratively letting one of his hands slide between Alex' legs. "I could open your jeans..." He grabbed Alex' manhood through the fabric of his jeans. "I could..." He went down to his knees. "I could pull your erection out of its tight prison... and swallow it down completely..." He leaned forward, kissing the slowly building bulge in Alex' pants. "I could lick it... and suck it... I could even use my teeth."

God... staying cool in a moment like that was more difficult than Lewis dared to admit. His own words turned him on more than it was good, and to keep himself together, not to ravish Alex right then took a toll on him. He needed to get him to agree to fuck him. He needed to have him.

He got up again, not letting go of his cock, though, looking him directly in the eye. "You could have all of that and so much more... I could bury myself balls-deep in your tight ass and fuck you until you beg me to stop because you can't take it any longer... I'm that good."

"You feel pretty confident about yourself, huh?" Alex asked and Lewis noticed his breathes came more and more ragged.

"I have every reason to," Lewis grinned. "So far I had no complaints about my... let's call it abilities in bed..."

He leaned forward just enough to let Alex feel his hot breath on his skin. "Just imagine my tongue sliding into your ass, rimming you like no one else ever has."

He grabbed one of Alex' hands and placed it on his erection.

"Feel that?" he asked, smiling at him.

"He's hard just for you... because he wants to be surrounded by your tight little ass..." He moved Alex' hand up and down with his own hand. "He's so big just because you made him." He licked Alex' earlobe, softly nibbling on it. "I want you so bad, it takes a lot of me not to rip off all your clothes and just take what I want, but that's not who I am. You can be sure I wouldn't do what you don't want."

And Lewis meant every word he said. He wouldn't do it without Alex' consent, because he just wanted the both of them to enjoy this. He wasn't an egoistic lover after all. Never had been, and never would be. And maybe - just maybe - Alex would like the sex even better than the sex he most likely had with Jackson. Lewis knew he was good, but he didn't know if he was good enough to beat love. Time would show. And Alex could still pull out the last minute, even though Lewis highly doubted he would. Also: he had said he was single, so maybe the relationship with Jackson was over anyways. But even if it was, it would still hurt Jackson that Lewis had him.