Drama By Name

The three of them stood there for a moment, Jack watching Alex, Alex watching Jack, and Matt watching the both of them. No one knew what to say. Soon Jack was the first to break the awkward silence.

“Erm... I didn’t know you two knew each other.” He said, gesturing at Alex and Matt with a gloved hand.

“Yeah! He’s one of my favourite customers! You know, the one who got the last copy of Batman? I told you about him, remember?”

“That was you!” Jack gasped, “Matt was saving that for me!”

“He said he was saving if for his brother! I didn’t realise you two were even related!” Alex exclaimed, still shocked at the whole situation.

“I was!” Matt chimed in, “I said he’d kick my ass, and he did!”

“Yeah, well he was the one who wrecked my first copy!”

“Wait,” Matt said, sobering up momentarily, “I thought you said your teacher ruined it... Something about klutz of the year...”

Alex froze. Shit. He had to think quick.

“Er, no... I, er... walked into Jay... On the street... It, um... fell in a puddle. Where... where did you get the idea it was my teachers fault?”

“Oh... Sorry... Shit memory, I guess...” Matt said. He was probably a little bit drunker than he seemed.

Jack cleared his throat and caught the boys’ attention again “Yeah, me and Lex... We met in the music store.” Jack covered quickly. He had that little glimmer in his eye that he got whenever he had to lie, and Alex loved it.

“What... the one where Jaime works? I thought you never went in there?” Matt said, narrowing his eyes a little at his brother.

“Matt, I can’t avoid that place forever.” Jack sighed, hand on hip.

“Right... Well, I’m gonna go now. Leave you two alone.” Matt backed off and walked back to the house, swallowed up by the party.

Alex was the first to speak this time. “What the fuck?” is all he could manage right now.

“What do you mean, what the fuck? Why are you here?” Jack retorted, stepping closer and lowering his voice.

“How did I not know you and Matt were brothers? How did I not know you were going to be here? How did I not know your real name, Jack?” Alex whisper shouted

“Okay, firstly, I don’t know! He said he had a friend who really wanted to meet me, he never mentioned a name, and clearly he never told you mine! Secondly, you never asked. I wanted to do something special for your birthday, but school’s been so busy I didn’t have the chance to ask. Thirdly, I don’t know! I guess I’m so used to people calling me Jay all the time it didn’t occur to me that you didn’t know my real name! Didn’t Matt tell you?”

“Yes, Matt told me, but he called you Jack, not Jay!”

They watched each other again, not having anything to say at that moment. Jack was slightly out of breath from his whisper shouting, his chest rising and falling fast, making the light catch the body glitter Alex noticed he was wearing.

“Jay...”

“Yeah?”

“What are you wearing?” Alex laughed softly.

Jack looked down at himself, smirked and looked back at Alex. “It was meant to be Dr Frankenfurter from The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Guess it didn’t work then, huh?"

“It’s hot.” Alex said before he could stop himself.

“Oh, you like it Lex?” Jack reached up and leaned on the garden fence again, sticking his hip out and slightly exposing his pale, flawless stomach. He did look amazing.

“Yeah. Yeah, I like it.” Alex said, chewing on his lip slightly.

“Well, I like your costume too, Lex. Very sexy.” Jack said with his sideways smirk. Now it was Alex's turn to look down at himself.

“Not really. Suits aren’t sexy.”

Jack stepped closer again, leaning down to Alex's eye level. “Judging from the way you look at me in class, you don’t seem to think so.”

Alex blushed through the pale powder make-up he was wearing and chewed his lip again. “Do you, uh... wanna go back inside? You must be cold.”

“I am a bit cold, yeah, especially my hand. Can you hold it?” Jack did as best a puppy face as he could, and with his make-up, it just looked too attractive to say no.

Alex gladly took his hand and they started walking back towards the house. “You big softy.”

Back inside the house, the party was in full swing. As he looked around, Alex could see how drunk some people really were. There were people half holding their friends up, clothes hanging off, and people all over each other. In the living room Alex saw a girl literally on top of another guy. She seemed familiar for some reason, but he wasn’t quite sure who it was until she pulled away and came up for air. It was that Lisa girl from his Dramatic Arts class, and her costume was not much of a costume, more of a school uniform, XXX style. She was wearing thigh high socks and possibly the smallest skirt Alex had ever seen. She wore a tight red vest over an equally tight white shirt, and her black hair was tied up in two bunches. She’d kind of overshot sexy and hit a bulls eye on slutty. Whoever the guy was that she was straddling, he had a tight grip on her hips, and judging from the hungry look on his face, he wasn’t letting go any time soon.
Alex and Jack decided that it would be best to stay where as few people as possible could see them, mostly due to the fact that Jack was in drag and there were some of his students there. They grabbed the least alcoholic looking drinks from the kitchen and headed back outside and sat on the cool, dry grass.

“You know, it’s great that you’re here Jay.” Alex said, looking sideways at the man, who was lighting up another cigarette.

“Really? I’m worried about someone recognising me.” He said before taking a long drag from the cigarette, the smoke curling from his lips and he breathed out.

“I don’t think anyone will... They’re all drunk and you’re... You, erm... You look gorgeous.” Alex said quietly.

Jack turned to face him and smiled. “Do you think so?”

“Yeah... I mean, guys wearing make-up is hot, but you’re just... It’s a whole new level.” Alex sighed as he surveyed Jack's smooth shoulders, his slim waist, eyes flickering to the climbing, twisting smoke.

“You like it then?” he smirked, taking another drag.

“Yeah. I do. A lot.” Jack reached across with his free hand and laid it gently on Alex's thigh, squeezing slightly.

Alex moved closer and laid his head on Jack's shoulder, his arm sneaking around his waist and resting his hand just above his exposed skin. They both sighed and looked at each other, the music from the house filling the silence.

“Jack?”

“Yeah?”

“I... I was thinking, we don’t have to stay here, you know.”

“Yeah, I do, but isn’t it, like, a joint Christmas-birthday party?”

“Yeah, but no one seems to be missing me, do they? Matt dragged me out here, what, half an hour ago? No one’s come to find me.”

“Aw Lex, don’t worry.”

“No, I mean, if they’re having fun, that’s great. It’s a party, it’s what people are meant to do. I mean... If you’re worried about someone recognising you, we could go somewhere else?”

“Lex, I don’t mind-“

“No I mean,” Alex took a deep breath, hoping he could get his wording just right, “Do you want to... go somewhere else?”

Jack smirked down at him, obviously knowing what Alex meant. “What, do you mean...”

“What do you think I mean?” Alex retorted, smirking back.

Jack shifted a little before replying. “Lex, are... are you sure? I mean... We can’t just leave the party to... you know.”

“We don’t have to leave the party.” Alex smiled, looking up at the top floor of the house, then back at Jack, hoping he’d get the hint. He raised an eyebrow, before Jack's face split into a wide smile. “Come on.”

Jack stood up and grabbed Alex's hand and began leading him towards the house. Alex's heart was hammering in his chest. This was it. He was finally eighteen. Officially, by midnight, the only thing standing between him and Jack was the school. Alex and Jack tried to get through the groups of people, holding hands, Alex being lead by Jack. They walked through the people dancing, laughing, drinking and finally made it to the living room door.

Jack turned around, a small smile playing on his lips. “Wait here, okay. I’ll be right back.” And he turned away, racing up the stairs.

Alex took a moment to look around the room. He could just about make out Rian just inside the kitchen, his arms around Cassadee, talking to another zombie, a mummy and some guy dressed as a rabbit. Alex shifted his gaze and this time it fell on the girl dressed as a nurse, lying, laughing on the floor. There were a few people stood around her, and one crouched down, trying to help her up. He looked around again and saw two people in the corner, who seemed to be mostly hands. It was that Lisa girl again, and a new make-out buddy, who this time appeared to be another girl in a short black dress. Lisa, it was apparent, was not fussy.

Alex's gaze shifted again to the people on the sofa against the wall, and his jaw dropped. It wasn’t the passed out clown that shocked him, it was the two people next to him. There, was Zack making out with Matt, who was sat straddling his lap. They were really into it, and Alex didn’t think he had ever, and would ever again, see Link making out with a knight. He couldn’t help but laugh a little, but was soon snapped out of it by two hands sneaking around his waist and a pair of lips gently kissing his neck.

“There’s no one upstairs.” Jack whispered in his ear, this warm breath making Alex shiver with excitement.

He allowed Jack to lead him upstairs by the hand, and into one of the rooms. It was small, but neat. There was a single bed and a chest of drawers, and the walls were plain. Jack must have seen Alex looking around, and answered his silent question. “It’s the guest room. I’m not going to do anything in Matt's bed, or my parents’.”

“Ew, don’t even talk about that.” Alex laughed.

He stepped forwards and met Jack's lips in a soft kiss, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck. Jack reacted instantly and wound his arms around Alex's middle, pulling him close. Alex felt Jack starting to move backwards and let go of one arm. He heard a door close and he felt himself pressed against it. Jack's lips began to move faster, so Alex pressed back harder now, feeling their bodies pressed together. Jack's tongue gently swiped against Alex's lip, and he gladly opened his lips, giving him entrance. Their tongue’s moved against each other, tasting the insides of their mouths. As always, Jack tasted of coffee, but also something sweeter this time. Something Alex couldn’t put his finger on, even if his mind wasn’t preoccupied. Alex and Jack moved their lips together somewhat desperately. Alex was somewhat desperate. He’d been waiting for this, not just for this moment, but for when he could give himself to Jack. No legal boundaries, no alcohol, just them.
Alex's thoughts were interrupted by Jack suddenly grinding his hips against Alex's, making him moan into Jack's mouth. Alex moved his hands from Jack's waist and shoved him backwards, where he landed, slightly surprised, on the bed. Alex walked forwards, a lustful and hungry look in his eyes, and crawled on top of Jack, and sat astride his thighs. Their lips crashed together again, Alex getting his own kind of revenge on Jack and grinding down, hard on his crotch, making them both moan.
Jack leaned back, taking Alex with him so he was lying down, Alex on top, half crouching over him, their crotches still touching. It was obvious to see and feel though their tight trousers that they were hard, and this was only intensified by Jack bucking his hips up slightly, making Alex gasp and pull away. They looked at each other for a moment, breathing hard, faces flushed. Alex swallowed hard, and Jack spoke.

“Lex... Are you sure about this? We don’t have to-“

“I’m sure, Jay. Not... Not all the way, not yet. But I want this.” He reached a hand across to Jack's face, caressing his shimmering cheekbone, “I want you.”

Jack smiled and sat up, his lips meeting Alex's in an innocent, gentle brush. Jack's hand reached up and curled around the back of Alex's neck, pulling him back down. Just as the kiss deepened again, a noise behind them made Alex freeze. He turned his head slightly to see who was at the door.

It was Rian and Cassadee.

“Oh, dude, sorry!” Rian exclaimed as he saw Alex's face, clearly not recognising Jack. Rian backed out of the room, pulling a giggly Cass with him. Alex relaxed slightly and turned back to Jack, who breathed out hard.

“Shit, that was close.”

“I know.”

“Look, Lex, we can’t stay here, it’s too risky.”

“I know,” Alex leaned down again to kiss Jack, gently pulling at his bottom lip and making him moan quietly. “So, yours, or mine?”

“Yours.” Jack kissed him back, “You live closer. But... What about your mom?”

“Night shift. Won’t be back ‘til tomorrow morning.”

Jack smiled and Alex smiled back. They exchanged a few quick, feverish kisses before scrambling for the door and hurtling downstairs, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone. Fuck it, Alex thought, they all deserved to have a good time, whether he was there or not.

They quickly jumped into Jack's old black car, and started the short drive to his house. For the whole journey Jack had one hand resting on Alex's leg (whenever he wasn’t changing gear), lightly stroking up and down his thigh, keeping him hard and eager. Thankfully it was late, and the roads were pretty much clear, so the drive was easy, and almost before Alex knew it they had pulled up outside his house. They both practically ran to the front door, Alex desperately searching for the spare key under the doormat. As soon as the door was wrenched open and slammed shut, they hurried up the stairs and into Alex's bedroom. Alex spun around to face Jack and wrapped his arms around the man’s neck again, locking their lips together in a passionate kiss, their tongues sliding together again. Alex clawed at Jack's corset, desperate to remove it. He struggled for a moment until Jack realised what he was trying to do.

“Er.. Lex?”

“Yeah?”

“It unhooks in the front.”

“Damn, I thought it was only straight guys that had that problem.” Alex joked, his fingers scrambling to unhook the garment.

Moments later, Jack was left standing in nothing but the tight leather trousers, his bare pale chest almost glowing in the moonlight. He stepped forwards again and grabbed Alex's hips and guided him backwards towards the bed, pushing him down and climbing on top. Alex liked it even more this way around, being pinned beneath a desperate, heavy-breathing Jack. Soon, Jack's lips moved away from Alex's and began to trail down his jaw, then his neck, nipping and sucking as he went. Alex threw his head back to give Jack more access, moaning lightly at the sensation, his back arching and pressing against Jack's. His lips reached Alex's shirt collar, and he pulled away. Alex looked up to see what had caused him to stop, only to find Jack leaning over him, a devilish smirk playing on his lips.

“Tutt tutt, Lex,” he cooed, tugging at Apex's collar, “This won’t do at all, will it?” He undid the top button and pressed down on Alex's hard-on with this own crotch, making Alex whimper helplessly. This in turn made Jack gasp as continued to tantalisingly slowly undo Alex's waist coat and shirt, whispering the whole time. “Oh, Lex, the sounds you make... They’re delicious... So innocent... Pure... All mine... You have no idea what I want to do to you Lex... So... many... things.”

Each time he undid another button was punctuated with Jack grinding down on Alex, making the boy whimper and gasp and mewl, unable to control himself. As soon as the last button was undone, Jack pushed away the clothing, splaying his hands across Alex's pale skin. His old bruises and the hickies from Zack were gone, leaving a pure pale canvas behind. Jack gazed down at Alex as though he were the most wondrous thing he’d ever seen. Alex lay there, watching Jack above him, and he felt so vulnerable, so open, at Jack's mercy. And he loved it.

Jack ran his hands slowly across Alex's torso, up his stomach and cross his chest. His fingers gently slid across his nipples, making Alex arch his back to Jack's touch and gasp, throwing his head back. The sight made Jack moan and grind down once more, before leaning over Alex and starting to work his mouth across his exposed neck, nipping, licking and sucking across Alex's pulse point, making the boy wriggle and try to buck up. Every time he tried though, Jack would press down with his hips, pushing their erections together and eliciting groans and whimpers from them both. Jack paused to bite and suck especially hard on Alex's collar bone, the same spot that had driven him crazy the last time he’d attacked Alex's neck.

Once he was satisfied that he’d left a good enough mark, Jack started to make his way down Alex's chest, biting gently and as often as he could. By now, Alex's breathing was rapid and uneven, hitching whenever Jack bit a little harder than usual. Jack continued this until he reached Alex's navel, where he dipped his tongue in, making Alex gasp with surprise and arousal. Jack smirked up at Alex and licked a stripe up from Alex's navel to just under his ribcage, before travelling back down to Alex's zipper. Alex sat up a little and looked at Jack who was kneeling at the edge of the bed between Alex's knees. He smirked and reached a hand up, gently stroking across the bulge in Alex's jeans. Alex threw his head back at the contact, gasping and whining loudly, bucking his hips. He heard Jack moan throatily and growl, as he felt a hand on his jeans button.

“Lex...”

Alex looked back down at Jack, who had a hand resting over the zipper of his jeans.

“Are you sure about this?”

Alex breathed out and nodded his head, unable to string a word together at that moment.

“Lex, I need to hear you say it... Say it Lex. For me.”

“Yes.” Alex gasped out. “Yes, I’m sure. Please... Jay.”

That was all he needed to hear. Jack undid Alex's jeans with ease and pulled them down. He quickly removed Alex's shoes as well, before completely removing his trousers, getting as close as possible, his hot, heavy breaths ghosting over Alex's skin. Alex couldn’t help but watch, Jack's eyes shining, as he slowly reached up and pulled at the waist band of Alex's boxers. Alex lifted his hips slightly, making it easier for Jack to peel away the thin cloth. The slightly cool air of the room hit Alex's dick suddenly, and although it wasn’t that cold, it still made him gasp. His dick stood out darker against his stomach, and Jack was staring. Alex was a little uncomfortable, lying there naked while Jack just looked at him. A second later though, Jack looked up him and bent down a little, running his tongue from base to tip, not breaking eye contact. Alex threw his head back and moaned loudly, not being able to keep the sound in. He kept his head back, trying not to make so much noise this time, as Jack ran his tongue down and back up again, flattening his tongue against the head. He pulled away and Alex looked back down.

“It’s only half the fun with you being quiet Lex... Come on... Moan for me, Lex.” Jack bent down and licked the head again, and Alex let out a stuttered cried of pleasure.

Jack hummed his approval and gently sucked the tip of Alex's dick into his mouth. Alex gasped, high and breathy, fisting and twisting his hands in the sheets, his hips twitching. He could feel the warmth of Jack's mouth, and the light stroking of his tongue. Jack started sucking harder now, slowly bobbing up and down along Alex's length, taking more into his mouth each time, sending Alex into a whimpering, mewling mess on the bed. Soon Alex could feel his dick touching something, a dip in Jack's mouth, the back of his throat. He looked down and saw Jack had taken nearly all of him in. He had no idea how hot Jack would look like this. Sure, he’d imagined, but nothing quite compared to looking down at the most gorgeous man he’d ever met, his red painted lips stretched tight around his cock. Suddenly Jack looked up at Alex through his eyelashes, and that was enough to send Alex one step close to the edge. Without telling his brain telling him to, Alex's hips bucked upwards into Jack's mouth, forcing the man to retract his head slightly and pin Alex down.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean...“

Jack pulled off slowly, making Alex lose the rest of his words in a long breathy moan. “Lex, it’s alright... I can handle you...” he ducked back down and, not looking away from Alex's eyes, licked up his length again. “Mm.. You look so pretty like this Lex... So, so pretty...” Jack took him back in his mouth, sliding right the way down and making Alex moan.

Alex watched this time, unable to tear his gaze away. And watched as Jack's eyes fluttered closed and his fingers dug into Alex's hips as he tried to thrust up again. Alex was sure there we’re going to be bruises again, but he didn’t care. What he did care about was Jack's mouth. He half pulled off and wrapped a hand around the base of Alex's cock and started to squeeze and stroke, sending Alex's mind to a whole new place. His hips continued to buck under Jack's grip, but he just pinned them down harder with his one hand, not losing his rhythm with the other.
Amid the waves of pleasure bombarding his brain, Alex remembered something and could think of no better time to use this knowledge that now. He untangled one of his hands from the sheets and instead placed it in Jack's hair, and gently lightened his grip. It was Jack's turn to moan now. He kept his rhythm, but Alex kept tightening his grip and releasing, making Jack moan and whimper around him, sending the vibrations through his whole body, making him buck again and again. Soon it was a pattern of Jack sucking and moving down, Alex moaning and pulling Jack's dark hair, Jack moaning, and Alex trying to thrust into his mouth. Over and over again, hair pulling and moaning, until Alex was close. He was right on the edge, just one last push. His breathing was hard and rapid, his skin slightly slick with sweat. He managed to pant out to Jack though.

“J-Jack... I’m close... I’m-“ Just then Jack moaned long and hard around Alex's cock, nudging him just a little closer. He tried again. “Jack... Jack, look at me...”

Jack moved down Alex's length once more and looked up. His hair was stuck lightly to his forehead, his eyelashes longer and darker than usual, his red lipstick smudged and smeared around his tight, stretched mouth. That was what did it. Alex released the tight feeling in his stomach and came in Jack's mouth, back arching, hips bucking up and being released by Jack's hand as the man continued to moan around him, swallowing as much as he could. Alex was done for.
He collapsed back down onto the bed, heart thumping and breathless as Jack's mouth slowly slid off his dick. He looked down and saw Jack's sweaty makeup stained face, a few smears of come around the corners of his lips. He clambered up onto the bed and lay down next to Alex, equally breathless. Alex looked at him, pupils blown, hair sticking to his face. Just from looking at the way Jack moved, Alex knew he was still hard, and he intended to do something about it. He rolled over and reached a hand down to Jack's crotch, the man bucking and moaning into his touch through the tight leather trousers. Alex couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable he must be, so he began to undo the button, but Jack protested.

“No... No, Lex... You don’t have to...”

“I want to Jay...” Alex leaned over and kissed Jack deeply, tasting himself on his lips.

He pressed his hand against Jack's crotch again, making him buck and moan, before he undid the zipper and pulled the tight trousers down further, freeing Jack. He moaned as Alex gently took his dick out, tentatively running his hand down the length once. Jack was bigger than Alex, wider, longer, and slightly darker. The tan and pink was a stark contrast against the pale flesh of his stomach, and Alex wasn’t sure if he’d ever wanted to touch anything more in his life. He stroked again, harder this time, and Jack gasped, high and desperate. Alex took a firm hold and started stroking up and down, his hand slickening with pre-come and speeding up. Alex was staring at Jack, who lay with his head thrown back, gasping and whimpering desperately, his hips bucking up into Alex's hand.

“Le-Lex-Lex... Please, I’m nearly...” Jack breathed.

It was almost enough to get Alex hard again, watching the man he loved writhe and thrust like this under his hand. Alex leaned forwards and started sucking on Jack's neck to see what other amazing noised he could elicit from him. Alex sped up his hand even more, Jack bucking and mewling all the more, until Alex ran his thumb on Jack's tip experimentally, and his hips jerked hard and he came hard over Alex's hand. Alex moved away to watch Jack, eyes tight shut, mouth wide open, a strangled moan escaping his thin pink lips as his back arched and his hands tangled in the sheets.

Alex had never seen anything as beautiful as Jack coming completely undone, and he gasped slightly. Alex gasped one last time and collapsed onto the bed, chest rising and falling fast, his mouth still hanging open. Alex was still staring in wonderment, his hand now slick with cum and resting on Jack's stomach. Jack's eyes fluttered open and looked over to him as a smirk twitched at the corners of his mouth. He looked Alex up and down once, before gently taking Alex's hand off his hip and raising it to his lips. He slowly ran his tongue over each of Alex's fingers, licking away his own cum and making Alex stare again.

He smirked again and pulled Alex down for a long, slow kiss. So innocent compared to what had just happened, Alex resting his arm across Jack's chest as Jack's hands reached up and looped around his neck. Alex lay down next to Jack on the bed, wrapped in the man’s arms and hearing his heart hammering in his chest. Jack gently squeezed Alex's shoulders, making the boy look up. He smiled, and Alex smiled back, Jack placing a small kiss to his forehead.

“Hang on a minute Lex.” He whispered, sitting up for a moment and tugging off the leather trousers, leaving his boxers on.

He kicked them away onto the floor and lay back down with Alex, who shifted to pull the duvet over them both. They snuggled down beneath the covers, Jack holding Alex close, Alex listening to the slow steadying of Jack's heart, their bare legs criss-crossed under the duvet. Alex looked up at Jack, who smiled at him, his eyes alive with joy and love.

“Wow... Jay, that was...” Alex had no words to describe what had just happened, or what he was feeling.

“I know, Lex.” He smiled down at Alex, the moon casting its silver light across his face, illuminating his skin and bouncing off his glossy dark hair. “I love you. I love you so much Lex.”

“I love you too Jack. I love you more than anything in the world.” Alex smiled back, exhausted from their activities.

Jack leaned down a little and brought their lips together, soft and romantic. He moved his lips away and pressed them to Alex's forehead. “Happy birthday, Lex.”

-

The sun shone through the window, the misty yellow mirroring the colours clouding the trees. Alex shifted in his sleep slightly, nuzzling his cheek against Jack's bare chest. The older man hummed in his sleep and squeezed Alex's side, gently rousing them both. Alex blinked sleepily and glanced up at the beautiful skunk haired man lying next to him, his tired eyes flickering open and finding Alex's own immediately. They both grinned sleepily and wriggled closer under the covers of Alex's bed.

Alex yawned and Jack laughed softly. “Morning Lex.”

Alex smiled, “Morning Jay... What time is it?”

Jack looked past Alex to the clock on the bedside table. “Quarter to ten. Want to get up?”

“No, I want to stay here, with you.”

“Don’t do that again... Remember what happened last time?”

Alex smiled innocently, “No, I don’t. Care to remind me?”

Jack smiled and leaned over Alex, pressing their lips together in a lazy morning kiss, lips sliding together, tongues just sneaking between. Jack hummed happily, and pulled out of the kiss, smiling down at Alex, foreheads resting together. Jay still had some makeup left on his face. His lips were a little red, his cheeks flushed and his eyeliner smudged, only accentuating the rich chocolate hazel.

“Breakfast?” Alex asked, pecking Jack lightly on the lips once more.

“Sure.” He replied with a contented smile.

Alex shifted and threw back the covers, forgetting that he was entirely naked. He quickly pulled the covers back over himself and blushed, trying to not let Jack see. Jack laughed softly, pulling the covers out of Alex's hand.

“Lex, you don’t have to be embarrassed... You’re beautiful.” Jack gently rubbed his thumb over Alex's knuckles, comforting him.

“Really?” Alex asked shyly, glancing sideways.

“Yes, Lex. You’re beautiful. Everything I said last night, I meant it. You’re beautiful, in every way Lex.” He lifted Alex's hand and kissed it softly, looking him right in the eyes.

Alex blushed again and stepped out from under the covers, walking to the other side of the room and pulling on an old pair of tracksuit bottoms that he’d left on the floor. He turned back to Jack who got up from the bed and made his way over to Alex, wrapping his arms around Alex's bare waist and gently kissing his shoulder.

“You’re so beautiful... Your skin, I just want to paint you.”

“Paint me?”

“Yeah... Like, actually paint you. Illustrate your skin... It’s, like, begging to be coloured in. Like a canvas, just calling to me.” Jack kept his hands on Alex's waist, Alex looping his arms around Jack's neck, the two gently swaying, as if to inaudible music.

“Well, that sounds like an idea... I’m eighteen now, I could get them done permanently.”

Jack shuddered. “Ugh... Tattoos. Needles scare the shit outa’ me.”

Alex giggled, “Ah, I knew there had to be one huge difference between us.”

“What do you mean?” Jack said, frowning slightly.

"Needles excite me, I've already planned out my first two tattoos, a skeleton and a rose, I'm sure I can pull you out of your ways."

"Yeah yeah, kid. I may get one, one day."

“Hey, less of the ‘kid’, old man!”

“Less of the ‘old man’, kid!”

They both laughed and brushed their lips together briefly, just wanting to share the joy in that moment, celebrate their differences. Jack moved out of the kiss and looked down at Alex.

“Hey, do you have anything I can wear? I don’t think I’m getting those pants back on any time soon.” They both glanced down at the crumpled leather trousers lying on the floor and smiled.

“Sure thing, Jay.” Alex let go of Jack and wandered over to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of skinny jeans, praying that they’d fit Jack. He handed them over and, although they did just graze his ankles, they fit Jack rather well.

They finally started making their way downstairs, hand in hand in comfortable silence. They wandered into the kitchen, but froze in their tracks by what they met.

“Morning Alex- Oh, hello Jay! I, er.. didn’t know you were here.” Alex's mom stood in the kitchen, wearing her pyjamas and looking like she was just off to bed.

Alex stopped dead in the doorway, holding Jack's hands behind his back. She smiled innocently, but he knew his mom well enough to know that she knew what was going on. She sipped at her drink, not breaking eye contact with Alex, who slowly walked towards the coffee machine in the corner, not letting go of Jack's hands.

“Erm, morning, Mrs, Gaskarth.”

“Oh, please Jay, I’ve told you before, it’s Isobel.”

“Okay Isobel.” Jack smiled nervously, allowing Alex to guide him across the room to the kitchen counter. He remembered that he was topless, and quickly folded his arms across his chest.

“So,” Alex's mom spoke again, turning in her seat to face them, “was it a good party last night?”

“Oh, er, yeah, it was good thanks.” Jack replied. Alex stayed quiet, making the coffee and knowing what his mother was thinking.

“I hope you didn’t stay out too late boys, or drink too much...” she said over the top of her mug, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh no. I, erm... I don’t drink.” Jack said honestly, arms still folded.

“Oh, that’s good Jay! Hopefully you’ll set a good example for Alex! Tell me honestly, how bad was he last night?” she laughed. His mom had always been okay with his drinking, knowing that he wasn’t stupid. Alex sighed and turned around to face her.

“Actually, Mom, I wasn’t drinking last night either.”

“Really? And on your birthday too! Well done, Lex, I’m so proud of you!” She got up from her seat and gave Alex a hug. At first he was reluctant to hug back, but he couldn’t resist for long. It was his mom for god’s sakes! “Well, anyway, I hope you had a good night but, I am exhausted, so I’m going to go to bed alright?”

“Okay Mom. We’ll be quiet.” Alex gave his mom another quick hug before she made her way to the door.

“And, Alex?”

“Yeah?”

“You might want to get that, uh... Costume make-up off your neck, yeah?” And with that she disappeared upstairs.

Alex, slightly puzzled at her remark looked up at Jack, who tilted his head to look at Alex's neck, and had to bite back a grin. Alex, even more confused now, padded out into the hall to look at his reflection, and threw his hand over his mouth. Along with the actual costume make-up he’d forgotten to take off last night, there was another of Jack's red and purple blossoming hickies, blooming across his collarbone again. He reached up a hand to stroke it, the skin tingling slightly beneath his touch, teeth marks again clearly visible. He smiled at it, remembering last night as Jack strode out to join him, hugging him from behind and planting his butterfly kisses of the purple tinted spot. Alex smiled and met Jack's eye’s in the mirror.

“Jack...”

“Hmm... yeah?”

“You do realise my mom knows about us... and probably about what happened last night?”

“Yeah... but... I don’t care.” Jack whispered into Alex's ear, making them both smile.

“Come on, Jay, breakfast.” Alex whinged, dragging Jack back into the kitchen. “Sit down, I’m making pancakes and you need to be out of the danger zone.”

Notes

Rocky Horror Picture Show is the best musical and you can't convince me otherwise.