Long Live Us

*Alex POV*

Alex woke up from being poked in the side, but decided to ignore it and kept his eyes firmly shit. It was probably Jack fumbling about trying to get to the toilet without waking him up. As always, the dark haired boy had failed. There was a rustling noise, before the door opened and soft footsteps made their way down the stairs. The brunette pulled the duvet closer to his chin and bent his head round, settling himself in a comfortable position. Smiling, he recalled the events of last night. The meal was perfect, and he could tell Jack was feeling more relaxed and confident around him and about them. He was glad he had stuck around, albeit with a few bad patches, but he wanted the dark haired boy to be his. The movie had proven that the boy wasn't all he built himself up to be, but Alex had just found it adorable. He probably had bruises on his arm, but he was fine with that. It was totally worth it. A night with Jack cuddled up to him, who was he to complain? He loved it.
Briefly he wondered what, if anything, they would be doing today. He hadn't planned anything, he had sorted out yesterday, and part of him assumed Jack wouldn't have planned anything to extravagant.
His mind quickly returned to last night and the boy downstairs, and he wondered about the future. Part of him was desperate to ask him out, and make them official boyfriends, but he wasn't 100% it was what Jack would want. Yesterday, he felt there was a chance. Everything just felt right. Despite being hesitant to label it because of the possible consequences, Alex wanted to. He wanted to walk around being able to say the the tall, dark haired boy that he was heads over heels for was his. Maybe he would later. That could romance the day up a little. Maybe.
After a few minutes, Alex heard soft footsteps coming up the stairs, signalling Jack was returning. Unwilling to get up, despite it being at least midday seeing how bright the room was, Alex remained facing the wall with his eyes closed. He heard Jack let out a small laugh then take in a deep breath, before the door was pushed open.
"Morning Princessssss." The dark haired boy said, his voice twinges with nerves, embarrassment and a slight laugh.
'What the hell?' Alex wondered, as he groaned and rolled over. After rubbing his eyes enough so he felt he was able to deal with the light properly, he opened his eyes and they instantly landed on Jack.
Alex's brown eyes widened at the sight, and he was wide awake in a split second. The dark haired boy was stood by the door, holding a tray with a cooked breakfast and tea on it. But behind the tray, that's what the brunettes attention was on. Jack's long legs were covered with white netting socks, which ended half way up his thighs, and at the top had small little black bows. Around his skinny waist was a black tutu, leaving a teasingly large amount of skin bare. Most of his stomach was covered by the way he was holding the tray, but his pale chest was bare, the soft skin drawing Alex in. Around his neck was a black bow tie, which complimented his hair that was swept perfectly across his face, partially hiding his brightly shining eyes. His cheeks were a deep shade of red, a small smirk playing on his lips.
Alex was rendered speechless. Every bone in his body burned with a desire for the boy standing of the other side of the room. If Jack was trying to turn him in, it was working. It was working very well. He opened his mouth, but words wouldn't form, and a weird sound just came out before he shut it again. Without his eyes leaving Jack's body, he sat up, supporting his body on his arms. His body felt numb. It was stupid how much he wanted Jack, never mind this mad desire for Jack dressed in girl clothes.
"I- Ho- fu-" Alex stuttered again, still unable to form words.
"Shit I knew this was a stupid idea." The taller boy muttered, his shoulders drooping. Alex shook his head, quickly standing up, staggering slightly as his legs felt like jelly. Jack looked up, concern etched across his features, as the brunette made his way up to him. The younger boy out the tray in the desk and held his arm out for Alex to latch onto, which he did. The desire washed over the brunette, and nothing else would fill his mind.
"Can't you see what you do to me? This is the best idea anyone's ever fucking had." He growled, before pulling Jack down to latch their lips together.

Minutes later the boys were on the bed, Alex holding Jack down by his shoulders as their make out session continued to heat up. The younger boys hands were clutching Alex's shirt, keeping their hips close together. Eagerly, Alex ran his tongue across Jack's bottom lip, and was immediately granted access by the dark haired boy, who's breathing was getting increasingly fast. When the brunette pulled away for a breath, Jack pulled his shirt over his head in one quick movement. Once it was flung on the other side of the room, Alex leant back down and connected to Jack's neck, relishing in the feeling of their chests pressed together. The dark haired boy let out a soft groan, his hands gripping onto Alex's hips. The brunette thrust down, desperate for contact, shivering at the feeling of the netting tutu on his navel area. He let out his own moan against Jack's neck, desperate for more.
Suddenly, he was flipped over, and the dark haired boy was now hovering above him.
"I'm in charge. That's part of the plan." He whispered, his hot breath fanning over the side of Alex's face. The brunette whimpered as Jack slowly thrust down, purposely breathing out on the spot behind Alex's ear.
"I swear to God Jack." He growled, pushing his head back into the pillow. The dark haired boy chuckled, pushing himself up on his hands so he was looking at Alex. He had a cheeky, slightly smug looking grin on his face.
"You reaaaally don't understand what you're doing to me." The brunette told him, meeting his gaze, knowing that his own eyes would be dark with desire.
"You like it then?" Jack asked, tipping his head to the side slightly.
"I fucking love it." He replied, eyeing the dark haired boy up again.
"Although I do think our clothes would look better on the floor." He said with a wink, making Jack chuckle.
"I might have to agree with that." The younger boy smirked, pushing their lips together once more, before moving his hands down to Alex's waist. The brunette stopped himself from trying to get him to hurry up, as his long fingers rubbed small circles into his prominent bones. Alex was beyond the hard stage now, and his body was throbbing with the need for something.
When the brunette let out a whimper, Jack whipped his boxers off, and he sighed at the freedom. The younger boy parted their lips, instead locking them to Alex's collar bone, and began slowly stroking his length. At the contact, Alex let out a low moan, his hips thrusting up to increase the contact. Jack smirked and drew back, obviously leaving an impressive mark, before beginning to plant a trail of soft kisses down Alex's chest. With his head flung back as ecstasy overtook his body, the shorter boy bit him lip to suppress the porn star noises that wanted to tumble from his lips.
However, the groan he was holding spilled over in all it's glory when Jack's lips suddenly wrapped around the top of his length. Subconsciously he thrust his hips up, all self control leaving his body. His hips were pushed back down, and Jack removed his mouth. Alex whimpered at the loss, and glanced up as he spoke.
"Steady on I haven't done this before, go easy on me!" A blush formed on his cheeks and he averted his gaze away from Alex. Smiling at how cute he was, he quickly apologised and made sure he was comfortable doing this. The dark haired boy nodded, but his main response came as he resumed his original position, ensuring to keep at least one hand on Alex's hip. It took every ounce of willpower in the brunette to keep his hips on the bed, and Jack bobbed his head up and down. Alex watched as the raven mop moved, flicking side to side, every second driving the brunette closer to the edge.
The younger boy shifted slightly, and let out a soft moan, which in turn made Alex groan, the warmth in his stomach spreading throughout his body.
"M'c-close." He groaned, throwing his head back again. Jack drew back and ran his tongue over the slit, and Alex could feel his eyes on him.
"What do I do?" He whispered nervously, replacing his mouth with his hand whilst he spoke. The brunette shivered, turned on by Jack's inexperience.
"Whatever you're comfortable with." He replied, opening his eyes to look at the younger boy. The sight nearly drove him over the edge, the dark haired boy still sitting in the tutu and stockings, his hands quickly pumping Alex's length, his teeth biting into his bottom lip. He let out the wavering sigh, his body slowly giving up to the pleasure, and he out his head back down and lifted his hips up slightly. It took one more flick of Jack's wrist and Alex came, moans spilling from his mouth. There was a pause before Jack moaned, finishing himself off, before he grabbed a towel from behind the bed and cleaned them both, then lay down in the space between Alex and the wall. Both boys lay there, panting, attempting to get their breath back. After a few moments, their breathing was a lot closer to regular rate, and Jack spoke.
"Was that, er, o-okay?" He asked, his cheeks reddening with a blush once again. Alex rolled over to face him, smiling at how perfect he was. He brought his hand to the younger a boys cheek and pulled their lips together for a short, passionate kiss.
"It was perfect. You should do it more often." He smirked, placing his hand to the waistband of the tutu. Jack laughed, still blushing.
"I'll keep this then." He motioned to the tutu, looking quite proud of himself. Alex nodded eagerly, laughing at himself. They lay together in a few moments of silence, happy in each other's arms, both glad to be spending the day with the other. Alex thought about what this would mean for them, and the thought excited him. Jack had taken a huge step today. This was going to work, he just knew it. He was brought out of his thoughts by Jack speaking, slapping his thigh softly and laughing.
"Damn, your breakfast will be cold!"

Later that day, the pair were lying in the garden, watching the sun set. The sky was an array of pinks and reds, and the first few stars were shunting brightly. Alex was snuggled under Jack's arm, a blanket wrapped over them, covering their intertwined legs. After Jack's surprise, they had spent the rest of the day just lazing about, happily together. The question that he wanted to ask was still burning through Alex's mind, all the possible outcomes and consequences were dominating his thoughts.
'Should I ask? What if he's not ready? What if he doesn't even like me that much?' He questioned, letting his gaze settle of Jack's chest. Matching their breathing, Alex enjoyed the feeling of them being one. It was perfect, it felt right.
"What chu thinking so hard about?" Jack asked, bringing Alex out of his thoughts as his hand began to fiddle with pieces of his brown hair.
"Do you really want me to answer that?" He replied with a chuckle. Jack shifted so they were both sitting up straight looking at each other.
"Yes I do." He said with a curious smile on his face. Alex rolled his eyes and hid his face briefly, wondering whether he should be honest or not. Jack liked his cheek, willing him to speak, so he just went for it.
"You... Us.." The dark haired boy cocked his head to one side, keeping his gaze locked on Alex's face.
"What about us?" He prompted.
"Just... Us..." Alex tried to put it into words, but couldn't quite find the right ones.
"Were these thoughts good ones or bad ones?" Jack then asked hesitantly, his eyebrows coming together and his eyes darkening slightly. Alex let out a small chuckle and shook his head.
"Good. Very very good thoughts." He brought his gaze up to Jack's and let their brown eyes lock, grinning at him and the memories that already existed between them. The grin was reflected in Jack's face, and Alex away almost certain they were sharing the same thoughts.
"There's one thing I want to ask you though." Alex then said, not realising he was saying it until it was out.
'Shit, I can't go back now...' He thought, watching the confusion work it's way back onto the younger boys face.
"Go on." Shifting again, Jack sat up properly and crossed his long legs. Alex remained silent for a few moments, wondering how to phrase it, working out what to say.
"Whatever your answer, everything's still cool okay? Promise me that." He said nervously, holding out his little finger to show he was being serious. Jack's eyebrows were now very close together, his eyes slightly narrowed and shoulders tense, but slowly he lifted his hand up and twisted their fingers together. Once their hands were both back where they were, Alex took a deep breath and started.
"So I've been thinking recently about... How much you mean to me... And how much I want you to be... Well, mine.." He glanced up briefly, meeting Jack's gaze. His face remained unchanged, he seemed to just calmly be taking every word in. Alex, on the other hand, was slowly freaking out, and he was trying desperately not to over panic. Because that would just turn everything to shit. If it wasn't already being turned to shit. Alex dropped his gaze again and tried to build up the confidence to do this right. Nothing seemed to be working, until he remembered Jack that morning. Alex would never have the confidence to do something like that. Yet, Jack had done it. For him. Feeding off of that thought, Alex brought his head back up and stared deep into Jack's brown eyes, marvelling in their beauty as he spoke. He knew he rushed the words, but he needed this to be over and done with. He needed to know where Jack was mentally, if he'd made the right choice, what the dark haired boy would say. Alex just needed to know everything.
"Basically I've been wondering... Jack Barakat, will you be my boyfriend?"

Notes

likkle cliffhanger :o
enjoy!xoxo