The air is finally that brisk cool of fall that I love so much, and seeing that it is now mid October I feel it's long over due. I absolutely love being cold, I love the way when your really cold it almost pinches and I love the way cool air feels when its rushing up your arms. The cool air brought a new type of suspicion to my wardrobe however. I typically stuck with thin flannels or light jackets, resulting in a lot of “How are your not freezing?!” and “Why didn't you wear a bigger coat stupid?” but really I didn't care, I'm not stupid, just fucked up.

I pull up to Jack's house on Friday morning with the windows rolled down and thin hoodie unzipped. Jack is dressed in much more weather appropriate clothing (black skinnies, a greenday hoodie and black beanie) and he looks crazy adorable especially since his hair is a little wavy under the beanie.

“Jesus fucking Christ Alex, its freezing!” I chuckle a little bit because, yeah he's right, it is.

“Sorry, I like it,” I say with a shy smile, “Here, I can roll the windows up if your too cold,” I finish, finger already on the button.

“No, no,” Jack leans across the center console, places his head on my shoulder and takes my right hand off the steering wheel into his own hand, “If you like it keep it, but you're being my space heater.”

I just chuckle and nod my head because I have absolutely no problem with that.

“My mom wants you to come over tonight and roast marshmallows in our fire pit,” Jack looked up at me through his fringe, “I know its a little weird, but we do it every year and I think it would be cute.”

“Of course!” I practically yell, I love roasting marshmallows, plus I get to cuddle by the fire with Jack, what more could I ask for?

“Whoa someones excited,” he giggles at me with a toothy grin on his face before placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

***

School went by not fast enough, and I practically speed to Jacks house even though I know his mom wouldn't be home until 7, (his dad is in New York City for business) but hey I'm excited.

“Dude, chill out,” Jack laughs from the passenger seat at my eagerness.

“Sorry,” I laugh and really I'm not sorry because tonight is going to be insanely cute and I'm excited.

We waste our time before his mom comes home watching The Nightmare Before Christmas, one of me and Jack's favorites, and cuddling on his couch tangled in a soft blanket.

Its about 6:50 and the movie ended awhile ago, so me a Jack were lazily making out on his couch, being careful not to get too heated, seeing as him mom would be home soon, and watching the sun go down outside the large window on the wall, when I hear Jacks phone ring across the room.

In the car I just can't wait
to pick you up on our very first date-

Jack hops off me and over to his phone while I giggle lightly at his ring tone because I have the same one and maybe me and Jack are too much alike for our own good. The phone call is a short one, Jack simply humming in reply to whoever is one the phone then hanging up and pulling me to the backyard by my hand, grabbing blankets on the way.

“Mom told me to get stuff ready,” he smiles up at me from his place knelt in front of the fire pit, and I can see the excitement in his eyes.

Jack starts the fire up while I pull 3 outdoor chairs that were on his porch. They were the fancy kind with cushions and metal frames and everything. I put blankets on them because the air was getting really cold and by the time I have it set up so me and Jack can be sitting as close as possible, I look up to see him smiling at his good work. The fire is perfect and I wonder how many times Jack has done this, because it couldn't have been more than 10 minutes since we got out here.

He sees me looking at him and smiles up at me. He hops up and grabs my hand leading me up to his room and leaving the fire unattended. I would question him on it but I'm sure its fine. In his room he tosses me a hoodie and some gloves and I smile at how endearing he looks all bundled up. We head back downstairs and Jack grabs 2 bags of marshmallows before pushing the backdoor open and leading me to our chairs.

We sit there for awhile, hand in hand, snuggling as close as we can, and waiting for his mom to get here so we can start. After about 5 minutes of sitting in front of the warm fire with Jack, we hear the door open and look back to see a smiling Joyce Barakat looking back at us.

“Hi boys!” she places a kiss on Jacks head and pats my shoulder, “So glad you can come Alex! I love seeing you.”

“Same Mrs. Barakat, thanks for having me,” I return her smile.

“Oh please,” she waves her hand in the air, “Call me Joyce.”

I nod my head and the formalities are over. Jack jumps up and reaches for the long sticks to roast the marshmallows with and grabs one for each of us.

The night is amazing, me and Jack were snuggled close the whole time feed each other the marshmallows and laughing about the gooey bits the stuck on our lips before kissing them off. By the time were finished eating almost the entire two bags of marshmallows, Joyce excuses herself to bed. In her absence I leave my chair for preference of Jacks lap and curl up against his chest. My head tucks in the crease of his neck and my hand rests safely on his chest. Jacks presses a kiss against my hair and reaches for the blanket I left in my chair, wrapping it around my shoulders. We sit in silence for a while, simply watching and listening to the fire and it's insanely peaceful. The bugs are chirping and fire cracking but other than that, its silence, and I love it. The air is cool and smells of smoke and dirt. I watch fascinated as the fire slowly but surely eats up the wood Jack feeds it every so often to keep it alive, the wood begins to brown at the ends until it is completely black, and eventually just ash. I've always been kind of fascinated by fire, how it destroys entire towns, yet can be extinguished by a little water. Water and fire are what life circles around, but the destroy each other so easily. I'm fascinated by anything that involves destruction I guess.

The fire begins to die out again and we decide that it'd be best to go inside, considering its almost 11 o' clock. Jack pours a bucket of water on the ashes and I watch with a blanket wrapped around my thin shoulders and a small grin on my face as steam rises in the air and the ashes hiss. I reach my hand out and touch the steam that's floating in the air and giggle softly.

“Are you some kind of pyromaniac?” Jack chuckles at me.

I shrug my shoulders, “I just like destruction,” I answer truthfully.

Jack gives me a look, but really can't say much, so he simply pulls me into his arms and brings me close to his chest. I lean up slightly to compensate for the 2 inches Jack has on me and press my lips to his. Jack's lips move in sync with mine almost immediately, and soon we are sitting back on one of the chairs, my legs wrapped around Jacks hips and his hands tangled in my hair. My lips move their way down to his neck and work on the spot behind his ear and begin sucking. I hear Jack stiffing moans under me, so I pull my hand away from where its resting on his hip and reach up to tease slightly at his nipple. I continue to work behind Jacks ear, nipping and the running my tongue over the spot until I am satisfied with the deep red mark I leave. I move my hand to his already hardened member and palm it lightly while grinding down on is leg.

“A-Alex,” I hear Jack groan out, “My room.”

I nod quickly and hop of Jack, grabbing his hand, and practically running in the back door and to his room. As soon as he shuts his door behind him, I'm on Jack again, pulling at the hem of his shirt and pulling away to allow him to tug it off his body. I spin us around and throw Jack on his bed, ripping off my own shirt in the process and climb on top of Jack and begin placing kiss down his color bone and towards his pant line. My tongue runs across the hem of Jacks boxers, and I unzip his pants, muttering a quick “Off” before ridding myself of my own. Now that Jacks pants are off I see all of his scars for the first time. His right wrist is marked up as I saw before, but his thighs are littered. Scars run up in down them, both old and new, thin and deep, but I don't mind seeing as I have similar ones all over my hips. I duck my head back down and trace my tongue along both hip bones, sucking a dark mark into one and smiling when I hear Jack moaning above me. My fingers play with the elastic on his boxers for a bit before I pull them down and move my lips to Jacks inner thighs.

“L-Lex, stop teasing,” Jack breathes out and I comply, moving my tongue and running it along his slit before taking the entire head in my mouth. Jack's breathing hitches and I can tell he's forcing to keep his hips from thrusting into my mouth. I reach down to my own hardened member and stroke it lightly, but pay more attention to the writhing boy under me. I work my way down until I make it to the base and come back up, running my tongue across the shaft as I go, “I-I'm gonna come Lex,” I simply nod and keep him in my mouth, sucking on the head and wrapping my hand around the base. Soon Jack is coming down my throat and I swallow as much as I can before finishing soon after him.

I pull myself up to Jack's lips and kiss him one last time before snuggling into his side and pulling the duvet over both of our naked bodies. Jack mumbles good night before we both begin to drift off, tangled in each others limbs. This night was more sexy than cute, but hey, I'm not complaining.

Notes

So this was gonna be fluffy but now its not.... but hey, smut!

This story will not be updated again until at least either sunday or monday, because i have a debate tournament this weekend that is stressing me out like crazy, but i promise i will try and update as soon as possible.

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