Jack

Alex and I stayed lip-locked for a solid five minutes until he pulled away, chest heaving. I wanted to go back to making out and maybe getting off, but his hand moved to my chest to keep me away for a bit.

“I made coffee, it's going to get cold.” He breathed out.
“I don't care about coffee.” I whined, and moved his hand so I could kiss him quickly. “I just care about this.”
“We can't just make out the whole time, we should watch a movie.” He suggested, but he was smiling as though he was making a joke. “And finish the coffee.”
“You know as well as I that if you make me stop now and watch a movie, it's going to turn into you watching a movie while I give you head or something.” I mused, thinking about it. “Actually, I wonder if that would ruin Peter Pan for you or-”
“Okay I get it!” He whined, trying to make me shut up.
“OR.... it might turn you on more. Better yet, I've always wanted to fuck someone while watching Home Alone, maybe-”
“Jack! Jack stop.” He rolled underneath me, burring his head into his pillows. “Those are kids movies you sicko!”
“Oh baby,” I teased, obnoxiously grinding on top of his back. “Imagine fucking in front of a Disney movie? Lost boys on the screen and my dick in your-”
“Jack! Quit humping me while making sick jokes!” Alex yelled, trying to wiggle away from me.
“You love it.” I chuckled, but quit moving so I could grip his waist and turn him back over. “Cause you love me, right?” I asked, looking down at him.
“Yeah, I guess I do.” He smirked back, moving his hands to lock behind my neck.
“What's with the I guess?” I pouted.
“Okay, I definitely love you.” He assured, tilting his head slightly looking at me. “So, are you going to kiss me or what?”
“I thought you wanted to drink coffee and watch stupid movies?”
“I changed my mind.”
“You were trying to be a tease.” I scoffed. “Maybe now I don't wanna kiss you.”
“Like hell you don't.' Alex said, eye brow raised and I smiled.
“You're right.”

I quickly pressed my lips against his, dipping my tongue into his mouth immediately. Alex happily kissed me back, tongue tangling with my own. My hands moved to his sides, slipping under his shirt a bit. Alex moved his hands up to my hair and started tugging. Fuck it's ridiculous how much I love that. Growling a bit into his mouth, I shoved my hands under his shirt fully, moving to rub around his nipples, and just so he knew who was really in charge I pinched on.

The noise that came out of Alex's mouth when he pulled away from me was something like a squeak that turned into a moan of 'oh...d-do that again.' I obliged, and pinched it again, twisting the bud slightly, and Alex arched into my touch. Looks like I found a new way to turn him on, who would have guessed Alex was a nipple guy? Continuing to play with them, I started kissing his neck, moving on to biting when his tugs on my hair got more painful, still hot, but painful.

“Jack, please, fucking do something.” Alex complained. I ran my tongue over the hickey I was working on and moved my head to look at him.
“I am doing something.”
“Well, do something more!”
“You're being an ass today.” I mused, “I don't like being told what to do.”
“Tell me something I don't know.” He huffed. Smirking, I leaned down close to his ear, my hands snaking down and around to grab his ass.
“I think you should be punished.” I muttered, and I heard his breath hitch.
“Oh?” He asked, and I squeezed both cheeks in my individual hands.
“Mmhm.” I hummed, “I think I remember someone saying something about being bad enough for me...”
“Really? Who w-wold that be?” He asked, stuttering as I started moving his cheeks.
“Well, he's-”

Suddenly there was the slam of the car door outside. Alex and I both paused and looked at each other.

“I cannot believe that the Pastor got sick!” Alex's mom's voice rang. “Such a lovely event ruined. I think it might have been Ms. Carter's casserole. I told you it looked too burnt Peter.”

“Fuck!” I said, scrambling off Alex and falling off the bed. “I need to get out of here.”
“No shit! But how?” Alex asked, trying to straighten out his clothes and hair. “Do I have any hickeys?”
“Um, just one, here.” I said, pointing to my own chest, right above my collarbone a little to the left.

We heard the door open and shut, before Alex's mom called out for him.

“In my room! About to shower!” He yelled, before looking at me. “What are we going to do?”
“Um,” I looked around, and soon my eyes landed on the window. “Well, I'm going to go.”

His eyes moved to where my were looking at he frowned.

“No. Way. You're going to kill yourself!” He said, before realizing he was yelling.
“Alexander?” His mom called. “What's going on?”
“Nothing!” He said, but we both heard the footsteps coming up the stair anyway.
“Get naked, and get in the shower.” I said, pulling him closer. “I'll text ya later.”

With that, I quickly kissed his lips, and quickly went over to the window. I could hear Alex trying to protest, bu I didn't really have a choice. His mom knocked on the door, right as I opened it so I quickly slipped out and jumped. My landing was a little painful on my ankles, and I fell over, but I was alive with no broken bones. Looking up, I saw Alex staring out the window in horror, so I put a thumbs up before blowing him a kiss and running off before I got caught.

Notes

I'M BACK. IM SO SORRY.

My computer broke, and I thought I'd have it back by the time Abi was done with her surgery (bless her for being so strong <3) but then Best buy fucked up and had to take it for longer and then finals happened and ugh.

Anyway! Sin has been nominated for Best Teen Jalex! Y'all should vote for it here!! (I also got voted for best Author, and my OFC story So Wrong Its Write is up there for two catagories. Be great if you voted for them too <33)

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