Even without the shirt he would not be capable of using words to express his feelings right now. 

Asher pins him up against the wall, holds his wrists tightly, and fucks him. 

Yes yes good that's very good Asher should definitely do that. 

He gets steadily less coherent, goes from "you're my little toy, only good for me to fuck" to "good boy, good" to "good" to "Saaaasha."

He spits out the shirt and says "Who the fuck is Sasha," too busy getting fucked to be particularly annoyed about it. 

"I love him," Asher says.

"Not the question," and then Asher's hips move in just the right way and Alex moans loud and comes again. 

That is very hot and Asher finishes again and throws Alex back onto the bed and has entirely forgotten what they were talking about.

He has not forgotten what they were talking about but he is a little distracted by the oversensitivity and Asher's cock still inside him and all of the everything. 

"I want you to fuck me," Asher says, "but you keep coming."

"'S what happens, when you," a sharp gasp, and he doesn't finish his sentence. 

Asher pulls out. "'m gonna kiss you until you can get hard and fuck me."

"That sounds like a good plan." 

The sex pollen is starting to wear off and Asher is now capable of things like GOAL ORIENTATION and PLANNING. 

"Or I could pull you over my knee and spank you, that might be faster."

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuckk." 

That sounds like consent!

Asher has strong arms and he can hit hard.

Good. Good. 

He's already finished twice but it does not take long for him to be able to go a third time. 

In theory he wanted to be fucked but in practice Alex is squirming in his lap and making little whimpery noises and grinding against his thigh and Asher has limited willpower. He is not made of stone.

That is totally okay Alex was not attached to fucking him. 

His ass is so pretty and red and he makes such nice noises and he keeps brushing against Asher's cock and. It's nice. 

Asher's got him Asher's holding him Alex is going to be really really sore tomorrow but that's fine, that's okay, right now he has Asher's thigh to grind against and hands on his ass and —

"You were going to fuck me."

"— right. Yeah. I was." 

He shoves Alex onto the bed and pushes him into his ass.

That's good! That's very good. Alex has been doing a lot of being pushed into the bed in the last few hours and it hasn't gotten any less great.