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  alex's hands steadily held ur waist pressing soft kisses trailing down ur lips to your neck, his stubble tickling you as he moved, his smirk never faded.

you and him we're getting married tomorrow and you were all stuck up with tradition, no sleeping together, except it was hard when all his body was pressed against yours on the bed and his smirk was playing at his lips as he admired your dress, you got alittle drunk with the bridesmaids but still aware, and he had come back from a stag, an innocent one, mainly hanging with the rest of the monkeys.

his head placed in the crook of your neck itching to pull your dress but he understood ur boundaries, although it was hard when you kept holding his hand, you werent all so innocent as the dress made you look.

but you looked really pretty, and the hotel room glow reflected on both of your features, he found it funny how prim and proper you were being right now, still thats what caused him to fall in love with you, your uptight ass.

"come on, dont be like that."*