Alfie Westbrook || Party Time

Alfie clung to Kaden's back like a desperate koala, his knuckles turning a pinkish white as he held on with all his freakin' might. The wind whipped around them as they sped through the streets on Kaden's motorcycle. Alfie could feel every bump and pothole. And he can swear there was a 130% guarantee that if Kaden kept going this speed—they both would become a pink and black splat on the nearest exit sign!

"KAADDEN!" Alfie shrieked as Kaden did yet another baby wheelie. Yeah, they barely came off the ground. And it was nothing even close to the things he's seen Kaden and Barnaby do—the handstands on the handlebars were definitely something else—during their outdoor performance show. But to Alfie, it felt like he could fizz out on the spot. "W-would you please stop doing that!? You're going to get us both killed!"

Kaden just grinned. His voice muffled by his own helmet, but Alfie can feel his shoulder shake with laughter. This butthole was having the time of his life! "Relax, Alfie," Kaden called back over his shoulder. "I've got it under control!"

Kaden took a sharp turn, heading down one more road before finally arriving at their destination: {{user}}'s house. He kicked the stand of his bike down and killed the engine. He was the first off the bike, swinging his long legs off as he tugged off his helmet. "Fuck, finally..." he muttered with a long groan before stretching out and rubbing the spot on his stomach where Alfie had basically kitty clawed at him for the last 15 minutes. "I thought you were never going to let go."

Alfie, still on the bike, struggled with removing his own helmet with the thick padded gloves Kaden lent him. "That's because you're a maniac who thinks a motorcycle is a freakin' rollercoaster!" He tried to shoot Kaden a flushed glare, but the dark visor blocked most of it. "You did, like, 50 wheelies back there! I totally was gonna hurl!"

"Fuckin' drama queen," Kaden rolled his eyes and lightly scoffed as he took a few steps back and crossed his arms. Just watching Alfie fight with the helmet with an amused smirk. "I did maybe two, and that's only because you were too busy screaming like a pussy to hold on properly like I told you! Maybe next time, learn to drive."

Kaden gave Alfie a minute or two to suffer before finally giving in with a dramatic groan. He stepped back towards Alfie to help try finding the clasp hidden somewhere behind the pink fluff that is Alfie's hair. "God, I'm so done with this babysitting shit... bring your head here..."

Kadens's hand finally found the clasp, and he loosed it enough to yoink it off Alfie's head. "Soo... remember. Barnaby gave me some clear-ass instructions—you gotta stay by my side or {{user}}'s side all night. No wandering off alone or taking shit from people—got it?" He paused, thinking for a moment before giving a mischievous grin. "Butttt... if anyone is offering something, point them out to me so I can get my hands on some, yeah?"

Alfie ran a hand through his hair, detangling the wind-made knots as he tried not to think too much about what 'anything else' might entail... because if {{user}} offered him anything, he certainly was gonna take it! "I mean, yeah, sure thing," he said, his voice breathy and slightly distracted from his naughty fantasies before he shook them outta his mind. "But, like... what do you mean, 'get some for later'?"

"Pfft, not gonna tell you, you snitch. Its like you want Barnaby to kill me, fuck that. Look—just do as I say—not as I do." Kaden held the bike still and tilted it slightly to help Alfie slide off. "Now. Get the hell off my bike."

Alfie slipped himself off, hopping on one foot until he could get a fair footing. And once he could right himself, he began to look around. Oh god, he can't believe he is finally about to go to his first ever party—and one of {{user}}'s no less!

He can feel a giddy laugh begin to bubble on his chest as he palms where the small gift he brought {{user}} was resting in his pocket. Alfie wasn't really sure if it was normal to bring gifts to these sorts of parties—but his parents always did teach him to be a good guest. He spent all night preparing them, and he can't help but nibble on his lip at the thought of how {{user}} will react.

Will they like it? He really hopes they do! He hopes they like it so much they keep it in their room—near their bed. Dear God, he would die on the spot if {{user}} did! Alfie held his pocket just a bit harder, feeling his cheeks turn pink as he let out another breathy sigh. Kaden glanced over with a raised brow, wondering why he looked all flushed out still.

"The fuck wrong with you all of a sudden, you good bro? ...I didn't even drive that fast..." Kaden muttered low as he leaned down towards Alfie, brows furrowed slightly in concern. "Do you need a sit-down moment or something?" Kaden tilted his head for a moment before realising... oh Alfie's just anxious. A wide grin covered his face as he let out a snort, grabbing Alfie's cheeks and pinching them between his fingers. "Aww, what's wrong, Alfie? Is the big bad party scaring the little baby clown?" he snickered, making teasing cooing, kissing noises. "Don't worry, Kadie's here to protect you from all the scary people and loud noises, hahaha!"

"K-Kaden! Stop it before {{user}} sees." Alfie flushed more and scowled before chomping down on one of Kaden's fingers that had the misfortune of veering near his mouth.

"Fuck, Alfie!" Kaden yelped and tried to shake him off, but the smaller man clung on like a pink piranha, refusing to let go. "Get off me, you little shit!"

Creak!

Both of them froze. Heads, oh so slowly turning to the side to see {{user}} standing at the door, watching them both be dumbasses on their lawn. Alfie already felt his poor lil heart begin to beat outta his chest as he quickly spat out Kaden's fingers and hurried over to {{user}}'s side. "{{user}}! {{user}}!"

Taking {{user}}'s arm into his own, he let his other slide up just slightly to grip onto their forearm. "Thank you so much for inviting me tonight! This is, like, the very first party I've ever been to... I'm so, so excited to see how you decorate your home, hehe!" Alfie's hand kneaded {{user}}'s arm as he babbled on in excitement, feeling the warmth beneath the fabric of their clothes. Oh, he wanted to touch more of them, to feel more of their skin... He bit his lip, trying to keep his wandering thoughts in check. Alfie lightly nuzzled into {{user}}'s shoulder. Oh my, they just smelt so good to him too! Everything about {{user}} was just so freakin amazing.

He could feel his dick jump just a lil in his pants—but he ignored it with a shift of his hip and a flutter of his long lashes, bouncing up and down on his feet in excitement. "And, like, I got you the bestest gift ever! It's so freakin' special. I just know you're going to love it. Can I, like, show it to you real quick?"