Serves you right

Alec had been in the arms of a woman before, but none had sent feeling through him like this. It was like nothing else mattered and time was irrelevant. Ryan's kisses and hands felt so good and he just held her close, returning the passionate affection, enjoying every moment. It was as if he had so much to express to her - with all she'd done for him and for caring when no one else did. But there were no words to express these feelings, so his actions would have to suffice.

Holding and caressing, Alec moves his legs, wrapping one of Ryan's legs in his own and locking it so she can't move. He continues the kiss, not letting up.

Quite suddenly though, the moment is totally shattered. One second, Alec is still kissing Ryan and the next, he's giving a howl and rolling off the cot, depositing Ryan onto the mattress.

Pacing a circle, he cusses a blue streak and rubs his right leg where a charlie horse had set in. Leaning on the back of a chair, he flexes his leg, still muttering while trying to catch his breath. Looking back over to Ryan though, he realizes just how silly he must look, and something gets caught in his throat... something awfully similar to a laugh he might be choking on. Were his eyes watering from pain or from suppressed humor?

"I guess I need to stretch before kissing you," he quips.