Sick Little Games
Chapter Nineteen // Various POVs
SMUT WARNING (I have no idea why it would be a warning but whatever)
Jack's POV:
I woke up with the sun shining through my curtains, casting shadows on my walls. I went to sit up but I was held down by a strong pair of arms.
"Your mum came in earlier, Jay, to say that the school is close because of some problem with the kitchen or something...we thought we'd let you sleep." Alex was whispering, why was he whispering?
"Oh, cool. Why are you whispering, Le-"
"Shhhh, you'll wake the baby."
"Baby? What the fuck are you talking about?"
"The baby." Alex pulled back the covers slightly to reveal Olivia curled up again his side. He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I chuckled at both his cuteness and childishness.
"You do know I could shout at the top of my lungs and she won't wake up." Alex snuggled into me, resting his head against my chest.
"Is she a heavy sleeper?"
"No, Lex. She's deaf."
"Oh." That's all he could say. Yeah, mum and I had the same reaction when we found out but we wouldn't swap her for the world: she has a great personality and we love her to bit.
"What time is it, Lex?"
"Like twelve, I think, I'm not sure."
"Good. More time for cuddles." I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer into me. He smiled in content and sighed. I ran my spare hand through his caramel hair, combing out any knots with my fingers. I toyed with his hand with the hand that was on the end of my other arm, draped around his shoulders. No words were said, there was no need: this moment was perfect and I wouldn't want to share it with anyone else.
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Alex and I had just got back in from taking Olivia for a walk. Today has been beyond perfect and I'd be happy if every day for the rest of my life was like this. Whilst we were out it had started to rain so we were both dripping wet. I turned towards Alex, was was rubbing Olivia with a towel. His hair stuck to his forehead, his cheeks were rosy and rain splattered and he had water dripping from the end of his nose. His, well my, grey shirt stuck to his torso, showing his stomach muscles- not too toned but toned just enough. I couldn't stop staring at him, he just looked perfect.
"You're staring, Jay." Alex was stood in front of me with a smirk on his face, snapping me out of my daze. "Am I really that beautiful?"
"Well, um, I ju-just couldn't h-help...I'm s-sorry."
"I don't think you are sorry, Jack. Well, at least you dick isn't."
"What do you- oh fucking hell." I looked down at the bulge in my jeans, the wetness of the tight material only making it even more noticeable. I covered my face with my hands, trying to hide my embarrassment.
"At least we're even now."
"What the fuck am I supposed to do, Lex?"
"Shower?"
"Eugh I'm so embarrassing sometimes." I turned and stomped up the stairs. "Lex, you can get some dry clothes from my room if you want." I shouted as I slammed the bathroom door. Fuck you, hormones.
Alex's POV:
I stood up from drying off Olivia to see Jack standing there, mouth open and staring at me. He seemed to be in his own little world. It was actually pretty cute. I took the time to admire a sobbing wet Jack. His hair clung to his forehead, the blonde standing out even more. His eyelashes seemed longer than usual as the brushed the top of his cheeks when he blinked. He had water droplets running down his cheeks and dripping off his jaw bone. His shirt clung tightly to his torso, showing off his collar bones, ribs and hip bones. He's really fucking skinny. I didn't notice it last night, or this morning when we were both lying in his bed shirtless...he almost seemed too skinny but I've never seen him not shovelling food into his mouth, as gross as that may sound, he still, somehow, managed to look attractive. His jeans were also dripping wet and clinging, very tightly, to his legs...and boner. Oh my god.
"You're staring, Jay." I snapped him out of his daze, his brain snapping back into reality. "Am I really that beautiful?"
"Well, um, I ju-just couldn't h-help...I'm s-sorry." Jack was blushing, hard. He looked really cute with his face dripping wet and a blush painting his cheeks.
"I don't think you are sorry, Jack. Well, at least you dick isn't." I couldn't help it, I was having way too much fun here.
"What do you- oh fucking hell." He looked down at the bulge in my jeans and covered his face with his hands.
"At least we're even now." I stated. He did give me a boner yesterday.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do, Lex?"
"Shower?" I couldn't help but chuckle. I mean, as much as I'd like to help him out, I wasn't ready yet to do anything sexual. I know that I'm probably one of the last people in Dulaney to not have done anything sexual at all, but I just wasn't ready yet. Of course I've jerked myself off before but that was different, that was myself doing that. I guess I just needed to get comfortable around the right person and I'm already starting to feel like that around Jack.
"Eugh I'm so embarrassing sometimes." Jack turned and stomped up the stairs. "Lex, you can get some dry clothes from my room if you want." I heard the bathroom door slam and I let out a laugh that I had been trying to stifle this whole time.
I walked up to Jack's room, stripped off Jack's wet cloths and threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a shirt with 'BONER' in red lettering across the chest. Only Jack would have something like that. I was sat on the edge of Jack's bed, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the window- it was relaxing. I heard a low groan come from the bathroom and smirked...he really is quite vocal. I snook out of Jack's room and stood outside the bathroom door, listening carefully. This probably sounds really creepy but I was intrigued...and he sounded so sexy.
"Ohhhh, Lex." Was he moaning my name?
"Fucking hell, Lex." Yep, definitely moaning my name. He sounded so good...I felt my own member grow hard at hearing Jack moaning.
"Leeeeeex, oh my god." I couldn't take it. I walked back to Jack's room and shut the door, my boner rubbing on Jack's jeans as I walked, only making me grow harder. I lay down on Jack's bed, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zip down. I snaked my hand into the boxers that Jack lent me, and started to stroke myself. I kind of felt bad for pleasuring myself in Jacks's room, wearing his clothes and lying on his bed, but I couldn't help it. It only took his moans to turn me on. A strangled moan escaped my lips as I continued to stroke myself, I felt the familiar feeling build up in my stomach...I was close. The door swung open, and Jack stood there with a towel wrapped around his hips. I shot up, pulling my hand from my boxer and turning bright red.
"I'm sorry but you were just...moaning my name and-and I couldn't help it. You turned me on, Jay, and there was no way it was going away on its own." Now it was his turn to go bright red.
"Why didn't you tell me to shut up?" He walked over to me, a smirk playing on his features.
"You sounded so sexy though...I didn't have it in me." Jack was now stood in front of me, his hands on his hips.
"But I couldn't helped you out, like I'm gonna do now, okay?" I needed this, I really did. I nodded as his hand pushed me back down onto the bed.
"I won't go too far, I promise."
"Thanks...Jay, can you- can you not look?"
"Errm, sure...but why not? I mean, I really do want to see you...all of you, that is." I was blushing hard again as Jack straddled me, just below my hips so my dick was sticking up in front of him.
"Well, um, it kind of bends...well, no, it just sits to the left. It's kind of embarrassing." Jack laughed a little.
"Lex, I don't care. You're perfect, bent dick or no bent dick. You're still perfect in my eyes. Plus, you are my boyfriend, I'm gonna have to see it some day." I sighed, knowing that he was correct and there was no way I could argue against a point so strong.
"Fine, but don't laugh."
"I'm not gonna laugh, Lexxy. If it makes you feel better I'll not look this time, yeah?"
"Thanks, but this time only." Jack slid his arms underneath my back and pulled me up so I was sitting in front of him. He crashed his lips with mine, the fireworks and butterflies still making their presence known. The kiss started off slow and passionate but it soon quickened and the kiss was filled with needy moans, mainly from me. Jay pushed me down onto the bed again and snaked a hand down my boy and fiddled with the waistband on my boxers. He moved his lips to my neck and started sucking in random places until he found a spot that made me moan and throw my head back. I felt Jack smirk against my neck and graze the skin with his teeth. Jack tugged my jeans and boxers down with one hand and I gasped at the cool air that hit my hard member.
"Shit, Jay, please. Do something." Jack brought his lips off my neck, giving it one more nibble just for good measures, I'm pretty sure there's already a hickey blooming against my pale skin. Jack lifted his hand from down by my dick and licked it, his eyes not leaving mine.
"Fucking hell, Jay, stop teasing." Jack attached his lips to mine again. I felt his hand wrap around my member and I gasped into his mouth. Jack saw this as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, he started to explore my mouth, once again, and I did the same to him. Jack started pumping my dick slowly, running his thumb over my slit, making me buck my hips, practically fucking his hand.
"Ja-ack, m-more...faster p-please." I felt the familiar feeling build up once more as Jack increased the pace of his wrist, thumbing my slit every so often.
"Shirt off, baby. I want to do something." I obeyed, already in too much pleasure to protest. Jack pulled my shirt off in one easy action, not stopping his wrist at all.
"C-close, J-Jay." I couldn't form a proper sentence. It was too much. A few more flicks of Jack's wrist and one more sweep of his thumb over my slit, I was cumming over my own stomach, ribbons of white glistening slightly from the light hanging from the ceiling. Jack continued to flick his wrist, letting me ride out my high. He removed his hand from my dick and leant down, his stomach now touching my semi-hard dick, I moaned at the contact. He locked eyes with me whilst he bent over and licked the cum off my stomach. I felt myself getting turned on again from the sight before me.
"Trying to turn me on again, Jay?"
"Something like that."
Jack's POV:
I woke up with the sun shining through my curtains, casting shadows on my walls. I went to sit up but I was held down by a strong pair of arms.
"Your mum came in earlier, Jay, to say that the school is close because of some problem with the kitchen or something...we thought we'd let you sleep." Alex was whispering, why was he whispering?
"Oh, cool. Why are you whispering, Le-"
"Shhhh, you'll wake the baby."
"Baby? What the fuck are you talking about?"
"The baby." Alex pulled back the covers slightly to reveal Olivia curled up again his side. He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I chuckled at both his cuteness and childishness.
"You do know I could shout at the top of my lungs and she won't wake up." Alex snuggled into me, resting his head against my chest.
"Is she a heavy sleeper?"
"No, Lex. She's deaf."
"Oh." That's all he could say. Yeah, mum and I had the same reaction when we found out but we wouldn't swap her for the world: she has a great personality and we love her to bit.
"What time is it, Lex?"
"Like twelve, I think, I'm not sure."
"Good. More time for cuddles." I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer into me. He smiled in content and sighed. I ran my spare hand through his caramel hair, combing out any knots with my fingers. I toyed with his hand with the hand that was on the end of my other arm, draped around his shoulders. No words were said, there was no need: this moment was perfect and I wouldn't want to share it with anyone else.
-
Alex and I had just got back in from taking Olivia for a walk. Today has been beyond perfect and I'd be happy if every day for the rest of my life was like this. Whilst we were out it had started to rain so we were both dripping wet. I turned towards Alex, was was rubbing Olivia with a towel. His hair stuck to his forehead, his cheeks were rosy and rain splattered and he had water dripping from the end of his nose. His, well my, grey shirt stuck to his torso, showing his stomach muscles- not too toned but toned just enough. I couldn't stop staring at him, he just looked perfect.
"You're staring, Jay." Alex was stood in front of me with a smirk on his face, snapping me out of my daze. "Am I really that beautiful?"
"Well, um, I ju-just couldn't h-help...I'm s-sorry."
"I don't think you are sorry, Jack. Well, at least you dick isn't."
"What do you- oh fucking hell." I looked down at the bulge in my jeans, the wetness of the tight material only making it even more noticeable. I covered my face with my hands, trying to hide my embarrassment.
"At least we're even now."
"What the fuck am I supposed to do, Lex?"
"Shower?"
"Eugh I'm so embarrassing sometimes." I turned and stomped up the stairs. "Lex, you can get some dry clothes from my room if you want." I shouted as I slammed the bathroom door. Fuck you, hormones.
Alex's POV:
I stood up from drying off Olivia to see Jack standing there, mouth open and staring at me. He seemed to be in his own little world. It was actually pretty cute. I took the time to admire a sobbing wet Jack. His hair clung to his forehead, the blonde standing out even more. His eyelashes seemed longer than usual as the brushed the top of his cheeks when he blinked. He had water droplets running down his cheeks and dripping off his jaw bone. His shirt clung tightly to his torso, showing off his collar bones, ribs and hip bones. He's really fucking skinny. I didn't notice it last night, or this morning when we were both lying in his bed shirtless...he almost seemed too skinny but I've never seen him not shovelling food into his mouth, as gross as that may sound, he still, somehow, managed to look attractive. His jeans were also dripping wet and clinging, very tightly, to his legs...and boner. Oh my god.
"You're staring, Jay." I snapped him out of his daze, his brain snapping back into reality. "Am I really that beautiful?"
"Well, um, I ju-just couldn't h-help...I'm s-sorry." Jack was blushing, hard. He looked really cute with his face dripping wet and a blush painting his cheeks.
"I don't think you are sorry, Jack. Well, at least you dick isn't." I couldn't help it, I was having way too much fun here.
"What do you- oh fucking hell." He looked down at the bulge in my jeans and covered his face with his hands.
"At least we're even now." I stated. He did give me a boner yesterday.
"What the fuck am I supposed to do, Lex?"
"Shower?" I couldn't help but chuckle. I mean, as much as I'd like to help him out, I wasn't ready yet to do anything sexual. I know that I'm probably one of the last people in Dulaney to not have done anything sexual at all, but I just wasn't ready yet. Of course I've jerked myself off before but that was different, that was myself doing that. I guess I just needed to get comfortable around the right person and I'm already starting to feel like that around Jack.
"Eugh I'm so embarrassing sometimes." Jack turned and stomped up the stairs. "Lex, you can get some dry clothes from my room if you want." I heard the bathroom door slam and I let out a laugh that I had been trying to stifle this whole time.
I walked up to Jack's room, stripped off Jack's wet cloths and threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a shirt with 'BONER' in red lettering across the chest. Only Jack would have something like that. I was sat on the edge of Jack's bed, listening to the sound of the rain hitting the window- it was relaxing. I heard a low groan come from the bathroom and smirked...he really is quite vocal. I snook out of Jack's room and stood outside the bathroom door, listening carefully. This probably sounds really creepy but I was intrigued...and he sounded so sexy.
"Ohhhh, Lex." Was he moaning my name?
"Fucking hell, Lex." Yep, definitely moaning my name. He sounded so good...I felt my own member grow hard at hearing Jack moaning.
"Leeeeeex, oh my god." I couldn't take it. I walked back to Jack's room and shut the door, my boner rubbing on Jack's jeans as I walked, only making me grow harder. I lay down on Jack's bed, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zip down. I snaked my hand into the boxers that Jack lent me, and started to stroke myself. I kind of felt bad for pleasuring myself in Jacks's room, wearing his clothes and lying on his bed, but I couldn't help it. It only took his moans to turn me on. A strangled moan escaped my lips as I continued to stroke myself, I felt the familiar feeling build up in my stomach...I was close. The door swung open, and Jack stood there with a towel wrapped around his hips. I shot up, pulling my hand from my boxer and turning bright red.
"I'm sorry but you were just...moaning my name and-and I couldn't help it. You turned me on, Jay, and there was no way it was going away on its own." Now it was his turn to go bright red.
"Why didn't you tell me to shut up?" He walked over to me, a smirk playing on his features.
"You sounded so sexy though...I didn't have it in me." Jack was now stood in front of me, his hands on his hips.
"But I couldn't helped you out, like I'm gonna do now, okay?" I needed this, I really did. I nodded as his hand pushed me back down onto the bed.
"I won't go too far, I promise."
"Thanks...Jay, can you- can you not look?"
"Errm, sure...but why not? I mean, I really do want to see you...all of you, that is." I was blushing hard again as Jack straddled me, just below my hips so my dick was sticking up in front of him.
"Well, um, it kind of bends...well, no, it just sits to the left. It's kind of embarrassing." Jack laughed a little.
"Lex, I don't care. You're perfect, bent dick or no bent dick. You're still perfect in my eyes. Plus, you are my boyfriend, I'm gonna have to see it some day." I sighed, knowing that he was correct and there was no way I could argue against a point so strong.
"Fine, but don't laugh."
"I'm not gonna laugh, Lexxy. If it makes you feel better I'll not look this time, yeah?"
"Thanks, but this time only." Jack slid his arms underneath my back and pulled me up so I was sitting in front of him. He crashed his lips with mine, the fireworks and butterflies still making their presence known. The kiss started off slow and passionate but it soon quickened and the kiss was filled with needy moans, mainly from me. Jay pushed me down onto the bed again and snaked a hand down my boy and fiddled with the waistband on my boxers. He moved his lips to my neck and started sucking in random places until he found a spot that made me moan and throw my head back. I felt Jack smirk against my neck and graze the skin with his teeth. Jack tugged my jeans and boxers down with one hand and I gasped at the cool air that hit my hard member.
"Shit, Jay, please. Do something." Jack brought his lips off my neck, giving it one more nibble just for good measures, I'm pretty sure there's already a hickey blooming against my pale skin. Jack lifted his hand from down by my dick and licked it, his eyes not leaving mine.
"Fucking hell, Jay, stop teasing." Jack attached his lips to mine again. I felt his hand wrap around my member and I gasped into his mouth. Jack saw this as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, he started to explore my mouth, once again, and I did the same to him. Jack started pumping my dick slowly, running his thumb over my slit, making me buck my hips, practically fucking his hand.
"Ja-ack, m-more...faster p-please." I felt the familiar feeling build up once more as Jack increased the pace of his wrist, thumbing my slit every so often.
"Shirt off, baby. I want to do something." I obeyed, already in too much pleasure to protest. Jack pulled my shirt off in one easy action, not stopping his wrist at all.
"C-close, J-Jay." I couldn't form a proper sentence. It was too much. A few more flicks of Jack's wrist and one more sweep of his thumb over my slit, I was cumming over my own stomach, ribbons of white glistening slightly from the light hanging from the ceiling. Jack continued to flick his wrist, letting me ride out my high. He removed his hand from my dick and leant down, his stomach now touching my semi-hard dick, I moaned at the contact. He locked eyes with me whilst he bent over and licked the cum off my stomach. I felt myself getting turned on again from the sight before me.
"Trying to turn me on again, Jay?"
"Something like that."
Notes
Hi,
Cute little filler sort of chapter with smut...that's pretty obvious really so I have no idea why I just said that.
Thank you so much for reading, it means a lot to me :)
Em x
I can't believe that people are still reading this. Over 38k views is insane and I just...wow. Thank you. Plus, it's still on the popular page and that means a lot to me.
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