Kiss and Sell

Jack didn't know what he was thinking. Going to a party with people he hated? Going just to watch his boyfriend get drunk and run off with some girl? He didn't even know why he thought Alex would be faithful to him. He shouldn't be as disappointed as he was; it was just inevitable for Alex. He had to run off and be a whore because that's what he was. Jack shouldn't have expected better in him yet he had. He set himself up for disappointment and he was never going to do it again. He knew from the very beginning Alex was just going to stress him out. He had two options; train Alex to stop being a little slut or break up with him. He was leaning towards the latter in his current mood. He was truly hurt. He felt betrayed that on their first day of being a couple Alex had run off without him, gotten drunk without him, and was probably fucking some random girl he didn't even know completely oblivious to his boyfriend (most likely ex) standing outside ready to either bawl his eyes out or kill the next person that looked at him the wrong way. Jack was beginning to question why they were even in a relationship in the first place. Alex wasn't ready for commitment. Jack didn't even know if he was ready for a relationship.

He pulled his cigarettes from his pocket to stick a single one in his mouth and light. He briefly considered if he was better alone after all. He wasn't exactly the relationship type either. He wasn't one to cuddle and kiss or be mushy at all. His hand cupped the air around the cigarette as he brought the lighter to it. The flame lightened the world around him briefly before it disappeared and all Jack could see was the moon as it shown down on him. The only source of light gave him a few moments of clear thought.

It would be better if they brok-

"What are you doing out here?" A voice cut off his train of thought causing him to jump. He sighed quietly, trying to regain his composure, as he turned to be face to face with his soon-to-be ex. He gave Alex a glare in response as the drunk stumbled closer to him. Alex attempted to wrap his arms around Jack's waist, but Jack turned away to face the moon again before he could get them around making Alex trip and fall on the ground. Alex whined as he looked up at his boyfriend who scoffed and muttered, "Stupid drunk."

"What's wrong, baby?" Alex asked as he stood up and clumsily fumbled around until he could place his hands on Jack's tense shoulders to attempt to give him a massage for whatever reason he sought fit at the time.

Jack shrugged his hands off, though, and instead snapped, "Why do you care?" rudely while taking a drag from his smoke. Alex walked as normally as he could to be in front of Jack who averted his eyes angrily. He furrowed his brow as he stared up at Jack's angry face. Not saying anything and just examining him made Jack a bit angrier so he decided to snarl, "Why don't you just go back inside and fuck that girl you were talking to and just, just leave me alone?!"

"What girl?" Alex asked dumbly, tilting his head at Jack and just trying in his drunk state to figure out why his boyfriend was so angry. He knew Jack was always kind of grumpy, but not normally angry like this. Wait, 'go back inside and fuck that girl'? Alex's face turned to enlightenment before he was in a fit of giggles, "That girl? Lisa?" He asked.

Jack's face retorted into embarrassment as he realized it was Lisa Alex was talking to. Alex's former best friend. The only person in the universe Alex would probably never sleep with. He averted his eyes to his feet as he quietly asked, "You were talking to Lisa?"

"Yeah, silly. Lisa." Alex giggled, leaning forward to wrap his arms around Jack's waist, but Jack stepped back and instead let him crash to the ground for a second time.

"Don't touch me." Jack growled, "Just because you were talking to Lisa doesn't mean you weren't going around touching other people all night, Alex! I mean, for fuck sakes, not even twenty-four hours and you're already cheating on me!"

Alex could tell Jack was exasperated with him, but he was kind of offended to be called a cheater. There were a lot of things Alex was, but cheater was not one of them. He quickly got to his feet (as quickly as a drunk man could) and frowned at his boyfriend who had his arms crossed over his chest as he angrily sucked on his cigarette.

"Why are you so upset?" Alex decided to ask, "I didn't even do anything with those people! I was just havin' fun, dude!"

"Well, dude," Jack snapped, flicking his cigarette bud at his boyfriend and moving forward to stand in front of him, "Maybe it's because you were slutting it up with every fucking living being in that goddamn house!" The smoke he hadn't bother to blow out his mouth was seeping out his nose instead. He puffed, letting the rest finally out his mouth and into Alex's face making his frown deepen.

"You're a slut." Was Alex's oh-so-clever comeback.

What little people who weren't too drunk to have passed out or just not care or understand what was going on were starting to leave at that time, but had stopped when hearing the commotion the two were making. They called "Ohhhhh" at Alex's stupid comeback, probably too drunk to even find it stupid, and were gathering around them cheering something along "Kick his ass stripper". Jack assumed they were talking to Alex, but they could have very well been calling him that. Alex looked pleased with the response of the crowd. Jack shouldn't have really got mad because he was actually the exact opposite of a slut or stripper, but he was already so angry with Alex all he could really find himself doing as a response was grabbing the collar of Alex's shirt and drag him away angrily.

Alex followed, flailing his arms as a way to try and get Jack to let him go, while screaming, "What are you doing?! Where are you taking me?! Stop!" Jack didn't listen though. He continued down the road until he was far from the house, the people, and the party where he threw Alex down in a yard.

"Fuck you, Alex." He huffed.

Alex sat up and rubbed the back of his neck, "What was that even for?"

"Because you're a smug bastard, for one, and two because you're the slut, slut." Jack glared at the elder who looked down at his slightly stretched out shirt collar, "Plus you deserve it for cheating on your boyfriend like a slut, slut."

"Stop calling me a slut, slut!" Alex exclaimed.

"Make me, slut!" Jack bit back, his glare still fierce at the elder.

Alex huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. Jack let his glare drop as he pulled out another cigarette to light. His hands shook with anger and stress as he pulled the single stick out and plucked it between his lips.

"I wasn't even into anyone at that party." Alex huffed, his eyes fixing to the street light across the road, "I wasn't trying to get with anyone; I was just having fun. You know what? You're a jealous asshole!" He exclaimed. Jack gave him a look that said he didn't give a fuck making him huff again and mutter, "God, you're so fuckin' possessive."

"Because you're mine." Jack snapped, "I deserve to have you to myself, don't I?"

"You do have me to yourself! I wasn't doing anything! You're just freaking out for no reason, Jack!" Alex shouted. He was seriously started to get fed up with Jack's attitude. He himself wondered why they were even dating. All they did was clash.

"I'm not freaking out for no reason! You're going around flaunting yourself like you're single when you're not! I mean, shit, Alex, you're... you're supposed to be my boyfriend. It... It fucking hurts when you don't act like it. Getting drunk... Getting drunk I can handle, but touching all those people, like in front of me too, I-I just can't handle you doing that when you shouldn't be touching anyone but me..." Jack's voice sounded broken and strained. If Alex were being honest that was probably the most Jack had ever opened up to him or even really talked. Alex almost thought he saw tears in his eyes too. He almost forgot that Jack was actually a human being with feelings, not just the bad boy with a motorcycle.

Alex audibly sighed as he stood up to be face to face with Jack who averted his eyes and turned around to draw in another big drag of his cigarette, "Cupcake," Alex breathed when Jack turned away, hoping to get him to face him again with the nickname. Jack ignored him, "I'm sorry. I wasn't even, like, really wasn't even trying to get with any of those people. I was just partyin', y'know. Not sex or anything just havin' fun. I was celebrating." He shrugged and as if that was the end of the conversation completely he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Jack's waist from behind. Jack grunted but didn't try to pry him off. He wasn't angry anymore, if anything he was just tired and stressed.

Jack flicked his cigarette down once again and began to walk without another word from either of them with Alex still holding onto his waist and shuffling behind him, slightly bent over so his head was resting on the small of Jack's back since he hadn't moved at first and expected Jack to stop.

"Where're you goin'?" Alex asked -the high of his drunken state finally taking the turn it always did and forcing him to become tired as if he hadn't slept in days. He could sleep for the next five days if he wanted.

"Home." Jack muttered.

"No party?" Alex asked while stifling a yawn.

"No."

"I'm going with you." Alex decided as he tightened his grip on Jack's waist. Jack sighed, realizing their slow pace was going to continue all the way home, and stopped. He could feel Alex's soaked clothes from the beer being spilled on him at the party being pressed on his own clothes and starting to get them wet too. He pushed Alex's hands away and crouched while muttering, "Just get on my back, you idiot."

"What?" Alex asked, looking down at Jack who rolled his eyes as he tried to suppress yelling at the boy again while growling, "Get on before I change my goddamn mind."

Alex nodded quickly and jumped on his back. He felt Jack's hands wrap around his legs to be placed on his ass making him burst out laughing for no actual reason and Jack to blush and move them down to the back of his thighs. His arms wrung around Jack's neck while his nose was nuzzled into the back of Jack's hair. Jack ignored the kiss Alex placed to the back of his head as he carried him all the way home. Alex was honestly surprised Jack was actually strong enough to do it, even carry him up his stairs and to his bedroom almost completely silent. He knew that if it was the other way around Alex would have died from exhaustion twice.

Jack dropped Alex on the bed making him giggle while reaching up to pull off his shirt. Jack cocked an eyebrow at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"My clothes are wet, silly." Alex continued to giggle as he reached down and unbuttoned his pants. Jack watched with a small blush as Alex dragged them down his legs to his ankles. He kicked them off into the floor beside his shirt before reaching down to pull off his boxers.

"Whoa, whoa. Don't do that. Keep your boxers on." Jack said as he reached forward to pull Alex's hands away from his underwear making Alex pout at him.

"But they're all wet." He complained while placing his hands on Jack's shoulders. Jack bit his lip as he moved his hands to Alex's sides and down slightly to his hips. Alex smirked up at him as he breathed in what he thought was seductively at the time but just came out pretty slurred, "Why don't you get undressed for me, baby?"

"Why don't you stay right here while I go get my pajamas on and then when I come back we go to sleep?" Jack suggested instead, detaching his hands from Alex's sweet, sweet hips and beginning to back away towards his bathroom, "I'll be right back. Don't move. Just lay there and try to fall asleep." Jack urged.

"Sure." Alex said with a wink, "'Fall asleep.'" He smirked at him while pulling his lip in between his teeth, "I'll be waiting, sexy."

"No. Go. To. Sleep." Jack instructed as he bumped into the wall beside his bathroom door. He reached over and opened the door and just before he slipped in he said a bit sternly, "Sleep, Alex."

Alex nodded, winking at his boyfriend again who closed the door, and turned over to crawl up the bed and get under the blankets where he might or might not have discarded his boxers.

After Jack pulled on some of his Christmas pajama pants he hasn't quite grown out of buying and out of his leather jacket he returned to his bedroom to find Alex still wide-eyes and waiting for him. He sighed as he walked across the room to his bed where Alex sat up and bit his lip.

"Hey baby." Alex said with a small giggle, "I waited for you."

"I told you to go to sleep." Jack sighed as he laid down on the other side of the bed, facing away from his boyfriend who gasped, "Oh, right." Alex spun around and laid back in the bed while giggling, "Okay, now do it."

"Do what?"

Alex turned around to look at the seriously puzzled face Jack was sporting, "Um, fuck me while I'm 'sleeping'?" Alex looked serious. More serious than Jack who squeaked, "I'm not doing that!! That's weird!!"

"You're the one who wants me asleep while we fuck." Alex grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"We aren't having sex. You're drunk. Go to sleep."

"You're drunk." Alex countered stubbornly. Jack rolled his eyes and turned around with his back to Alex. Alex scooted closer to him while biting his lip as he whispered, "Well, what am I supposed to do? I'm horny now. You got me horny."

"Just go to sleep, Alex." Jack sighed.

Alex mimicked it as he scooted closer to his boyfriend and draped an arm over his waist while spooning him. Jack rolled his eyes until he felt something odd pressed against his ass. He brushed it off until he heard Alex snickering.

"Cupcake, guess what." He giggled and when Jack didn't respond he continued to laugh quietly as he whispered, "I'm nakey. And so hard."

"Oh my fucking god, Alex!" Jack exclaimed as he spun around and pushed him away. Alex pushed against him, trying to get closer and kiss him or at least do something, "Stop! Don't come near me with that thing!" He cried.

Alex pouted as he reached out towards his boyfriend like a toddler, "Don't you want me?" He whimpered.

"Not right now. Now stop. I'm tired and I want to go to sleep. Go... Go like take care of yourself or something. Just... God." Jack groaned, turning his face away from his boyfriend whose pout deepened.

"I tried to think about your mom but it just made it worst!" Alex exclaimed.

"Alex!" Jack cried in horror. Alex cracked a smile and Jack couldn't help but return it, "You're so fucking weird."

Alex was kind of sure that was the first time he had ever seen Jack smile. He pushed him out of the bed and despite Alex being reluctant to do it he solved his problem in the bathroom and returned to Jack who looked to be already asleep in bed. He snuggled up to him, still naked, not that he really cared about that, and spooned his sleeping boyfriend while yawning, "I love you." before falling asleep, smiling.

Notes

This was literally supposed to become sexy times and I just. Did. Not. Feel. It.

Sorry

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