Dirty Work

Dirty work Chapter 14: "Me and Jack made up." I said, matter of fact, leaning up against the counter in the kitchen.  Vic raised his eyebrows, a smirk on his face as he sipped his coffee. "I know. I heard. 'Oh Jack! Oh baby! Right there, right fucking there! Harder baby, give it to me harder!' Jesus Christ Alex, you think you could've been any louder last night?" Vic mocked my voice, rolling his eyes and chuckling. I laughed, feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks. "Shut up. It felt good." "I could tell. You walk with a slight limp now too," he said with a wink. "What are you guys now?" The sudden question threw me off guard. I shrugged. "I honestly... Don't know." Vic raised his eyebrows again. "Well, you better find out. Its a little weird seeing as how you guys 'love'," he air quoted the word love, "each other but yet y'all ain't dating. Where is he now?" "He had to go do something with the insurance company. He'll be here after he gets done." Vic stood up, dumping his coffee in the sink and turned to face me once again. "Alex, you know how I feel about you. I love you and care about you as much as I do my own family. Alex, I don't wanna sound like the bad guy here but you seriously need to figure this shit out. I don't wanna see you get your heart broken again." "Vic, I... I appreciate it. But, I don't think that Jack would hurt me now that he's apologized and we've moved on. I love him and he loves me. Why can't you accept that?" "I can! But I'm scared for you!" "You shouldn't have to be!" Our casual conversation had now turned into a screaming match. "That's what a friend does! He gives a shit about another friend.  He's there when a friend needs him. And he's there to give advice." "And you think you're giving me advice?" "I know I'm giving you advice. It's just you're to fucking stubborn to understand that!" Ouch. That hurt. "Well, I may be stubborn but I still know when I'm being helpful and when I'm being a dick!" I screamed at him as Jaime, Austin and Mike all walked in. "Whoa whoa whoa, what the hell is going on?" Austin asked, stepping between me and Vic. "He's trying to preach at me about mine and Jacks relationship!" I screamed. "I am not! I was just simply trying to give you some advice. Is that against the law?" "It is if it's not fucking needed. I'm a full grown adult Vic, I don't need you watching over me like I'm some three year old." "Whoa," Mike said. "Vic, why don't we go down to the bar and I'll pour us some drinks. Austin and Jaime will take Alex somewhere so he can cool off. Okay?" "I don't need them to take me somewhere. I can handle myself." And with that, I was turning my back on the only people I'd actually ever truly considered my family. Walking out of the kitchen, I headed back upstairs to the apartments above the club, opening my door and grabbing a few things before heading back out and slamming the door shut before locking it. --- Jack was surprised, to say the least, to see me at his house when he opened the front door. "Lex? Baby, what are you doing here? I was about to head over. How did you even get here?" I ignored his question and stepped into the hallway that led further into his house, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing our lips together quickly. It was hot and heavy and full of way to much teeth. I pulled away as his lips went to my neck, about to ask if he wanted to take this upstairs when an uncomfortable and awkward cough came from behind us. Rain looked nervous, seeing as Jack gave him a death glare as he turned around. "Um, s-sir. The uh, the insurance company called again. They need to make sure they have everything right before they file the report." Jack groaned. "Will those inbred imbeciles ever get anything right? I've approved the statement three times already."   Rian shrugged innocently, making Jack sigh as he looked back at me, leaning his forehead against mine, his thumb tracing the line of my bottom lip. "Baby, I'm sorry. I've got to take care of this really quick, but when I get done, I'm gonna come find you and I'll fix us some hot chocolate and then we'll  talk, okay baby?" I nodded, kissing him real quick before he turned and followed Rian back to where Jacks office was. I sighed, feeling alone again as I wandered through the house, looking for something, anything that would occupy me as I waited for Jack.  I went into the living room, plopping my butt on the couch and turning on the tv. After rigorously flipping through all the channels, finding nothing to watch, I groaned, throwing my head back in frustration. Not just at the tv for having nothing on but also at myself, Vic, the stupid insurance company that took Jack away from me, and even Rian for interrupting me and Jack. Ugh. Fuckers. I eventually fell asleep, my body curled up into a ball with a blanket pulled over me.  "Lexxy, baby." Jacks voiced cooed, hours (minutes?) later, placing a hand on my back and gently shaking me.  I groaned, rolling over and seeing the smiling face of the man I love, shirtless and wearing nothing but gray sweatpants. I had to fight the urge to just reach over and kiss his hips. "Everything's over. I'm yours for the night." I made a whining sound in the back of my throat and made grabby hands at him. He sighed, smiled and then sat down beside me on the couch. I moved so that my head rested in his lap. He stroked my hair, wrapping his other arm around me. "Lex?" I lifted my head up from where it lay. "Yeah?" "You wanna tell me why you were so upset earlier?" I gulped down a lungful of air before speaking. "A-After you left, I went down to the kitchen to get something to eat and Vic was down there. Well, long story short, we got into an argument and well, here I am." "What was it about baby?" I sighed, dreading this. "Us." He looked taken aback. "What about us?" "Vic... He overreacts to basically everything. He's... He's scared that your gonna hurt me again. He doesn't trust you." Jacks jaw set in place and I felt him tense beside me. "He actually said that?" I nodded.  "I thought we settled this, I-I can't believe...." He shook his head in disbelief. I cupped his jaw. "Jay, don't worry about it. I love you and that's all that matters, right? Fuck the rest." He smiled at that, leaning in and quickly kissing my lips. I hummed, wrapping my hands in his hair and tugging his face closer to mine. After all the stress and bullshit I've dealt with already today, I needed Jack to make me forget everything. Make everything seem to disappear. Make it seem alright. It didn't take long for him to catch my intention of the kiss. He shifted his body so that he was on top of me and immediately began to roll his hips down onto mine. I let out a long moan, my hips meeting his, causing delicious friction, hands tangled in hair, while his pushed eagerly at my shirt, wanting me to take it off. I disconnected our lips long enough to tug the garment off my body and toss it on the floor. "Baby, s-shouldn't we move to my bedroom?" Jack gasped out as I moved my lips to his neck, kissing and nipping the skin lightly. I shook my head. "No. I want you right here, right now." "Wh-what about Rian? He could walk in any moment?" "I'm pretty sure he's seen worse than you fucking me on your couch." I joked, tugging on the waistband of his sweatpants, pulling them down mid-thigh and watching him shift around on top of me so that he could easily remove them. He connected our lips again and his hand moved down my chest, grazing over my hardening nipples, pinching and rolling them between his thumb and forefinger, causing my back to arch and a moan to rip from my throat. "Jay..." I whined, feeling his hand pop the button on my jeans and unzip them, hand reaching inside and cupping my growing erection. "Something wrong baby?" He teased. I made a sound of protest when he moved his hand away from the area I most desperately wanted him to touch and instead shifted again, bringing his hips down in the process and once again causing friction, tugging my jeans down around my ankles and off my legs, leaving us in nothing but our boxers. "I always love looking down at you when we're about to fuck. You look so needy, so horny, so... beautiful." Jack whispered as he slid down my body, kissing and nipping at my stomach and thighs, hooking his fingers in the hem on my boxers and tugging them downward. His lips ghosted over my erection, pressing light and teasing kisses along the length before taking the head in his mouth and gently sucking. I moaned, reaching down and tangling my hands in his hair as he sucked my whole length into his mouth, taking me down to the base and hollowing his cheeks, quickly beginning to bob his head in my lap. "Jesus Christ, Jack." I moaned, my hips unable to control themselves as I began to rock up and into his mouth, feeling him swallow around me and squeeze my thigh.  He continued to suck me off as one of his hands came up and began to massage my balls, making me gasp and moan at the same time because it just felt so... good and I know that if he kept this up, I wouldn't be able to last. "J-Jack, please." He pulled off with an wet 'pop'. "Please what baby?" I groaned, fisting my hands in the blanket that lay under and around us. "Please fuck me. Please, I need to feel your thick fucking cock filling me up and touching everywhere deep inside me, I need you to make me fucking scream. I need it Jacky, I need it." I could tell the effect my words had on him by the way he moaned, kissing my erection one last time, he reached down and quickly discarded both of us from our boxers.  "Wait. What about lube?" He asked. "In my back pocket. I have a little bottle." He was gone for a second, rifling through my jeans until he found the little white bottle I had grabbed when I'd gone into my apartment after arguing with Vic, grabbing it for just wishful thinking. Popping the cap and pouring a decent amount into his hand, he began fisting himself, moaning quietly and thrusting himself into his own hand.  The site of Jack tugging and twisting at his own cock had my mouth watering, hips moving in circles as I tried to grind down against his nearby thigh, it was torturous. Finally, he took mercy on me and stopped stroking himself, he quickly lined himself up at my entrance and with a breathy, 'yes, please Jacky, please' from me, he was pushing in.  I let out a moan, dragging my nails down his back, surely leaving more scratch marks, my back arched up as he set a rough and steady pace, hips snapping against mine and hitting my sweet spot dead on.  "Jack! Oh fuck, Jack!" I screamed, pushing my hips downward and meeting him thrust for thrust. He moaned, pulling nearly all the way out before quickly filling me again. It was a torturous pace, he'd slow down, agonizingly slow drags of his cock and gentle circles of his hips before quickly going back to his previous rough pace, taking no prisoners as he pounded into me, hitting my sweet spot over and over again.  But I loved it. This was what I'd begged for. This was what I needed.  "Fucking hell Lex." Jack gasped out as I flipped us (thankfully not falling onto the floor), pressing him down into the couch as I began to set my own pace. Riding him hard and fast and dirty, cries of his name and incoherent words tumbling from my lips as I rose and fell in his lap.  His hands settled on my hips, thumbs rubbing circles into the skin there. His breathing hitched and I felt him thrust up into me. It felt so good, being in control, being able to look down into his deep, dark brown eyes, clouded with lust as I rode him. I felt dominant (even though I was bottoming), I felt on top of the world, so to speak. Little breathy 'uhn uhn' noises were falling past my lips and I bounced harder and faster in his lap, feeling my orgasm nearing. I was right on the edge, all I needed was a little push. "Lex..." Jack moaned, throwing his head back against the couch cushion.  My hands were planted firmly on his chest and I clawed at it, leaving more angry red marks on him. I'm sure he didn't mind though. He liked the reminder of what happened just as much as I did.  "Jack, baby, fuck, I need- oh fuck, YES! I need you to touch me, please." I begged again, slowing my movements and just circling my hips on top of his. He nodded, reaching a hand between us and wrapping it around my leaking and achingly hard dick, jerking me off. My noises only got louder, my moans increasing so high in volume I was pretty sure Rian knew what we were up to (if he didn't already), my body shook and then I was coming. Hard. Painting our stomachs and Jacks chest in white, a series of 'yes yes yes!' and a cry of Jacks name falling from my mouth as I rode out my high.  Jack trembled as I clenched even tighter around him and moments later, he moaned, tossing his head backward, gripping my hips tighter as he came inside me.  I collapsed on top of him, his arms wrapping around me and holding me close, both of us ignoring the mess between our stomachs as we caught our breath. It took a few moments but soon, I was pushing myself off Jack. He reached a hand down, swiping his fingers through the come on mine and his stomachs, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean. He repeated this process until it was all gone, if I hadn't of just came, I probably would've been hard again from the sight of him doing it. Afterwards, he pulled me back on top of him, kissing me and I tried not to think about the fact that I could taste myself on his tongue. His arms wound around me, cradling my body to his and I sighed into the kiss, letting my self get carried away a bit. "I swear you're going to be the fucking death of me." He said, breaking the kiss and pressing our foreheads together. I bit my bottom lip, blood and body still surging with the intensity of my orgasm. "I could say the same about you." "Your like a drug. My own... personal... drug." And then he was kissing me, feverishly and rough. His hands pressed down harder against my back and our bodies became crushed together.  "Jack, what's gotten into you?" I whispered in between kisses. "I love you." He said. "I love you too." "You're mine, only mine." It sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than me. "I know. I'm yours, only yours. Forever." He let out a sigh, one hand cupping the back of my neck while the other cupped my left butt cheek. We sat there for what seemed like forever, just staring into each others eyes, the only sound in the room was our heavy panting. Finally, I broke from his gaze because seriously, how could he go from fucking my brains out to being the sweetest and sexiest guy on the planet to now being a guy who was scared I was going to leave him. It made absolutely no sense. I caressed his face, feeling the stubble on his chin tickle my palm, feeling him shake as I kissed his neck gently. I looked back up and saw tears forming in his eyes. "Hey, hey! Shh, baby, there's nothing to cry about." I cooed, wiping his eyes gently as the tears began to fall down his cheeks. "I-I'm just s-so scared." "Shh, tell me why baby. There's nothing or no one here that could harm you. And even if there was, they'd have to go through me and Rian first." "I'm scared because of the burglary. What if they don't find Zack? And.... and he comes back one day while I'm at work and... and..." Another sob ripped through him and I clutched onto him, soothingly running my hands through his hair and kissing his face, his neck, basically anywhere I could reach. I loved having it done to me when I was upset, so I figured it'd help Jack. And telling from the way his body stopped shaking and his breathing steadied, it worked. "Listen to me Jay, nothing and I mean nothing is going to happen to you while I'm around, okay? So stop thinking negatively like that. Nothing will happen to either of us. I will make damn sure of it. You need to trust me on this because you're not the only one scared Jack. I'm terrified. I'm scared that Zack is gonna find out about us and hurt me or even worse, hurt you. That's my biggest fear. I love you so much that it terrifies me to think that if anything ever happened to you, I wouldn't be able to go on. I'd give up. Quit. You're my life right now. You're the only thing that matters to me and the only person to actually give a shit about me is you. I. Love. You. And only you. Never forget that." Jack was silent for a moment, smiling a bit before speaking. "I love you too, Lex. You're the only thing in this world that keeps me going. To be honest, without you, I'd either be dead or drinking myself there. I live in fear everyday that something bad is going to happen to me, but now that you're here, I fear, no. I'm terrified that something will happen to you and I wouldn't know how to handle it. You're my everything, Alex. My love, my world and my life. I love you. Forever and always." I pulled back only enough to look at Jack properly, noticing little dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep or from stress, I couldn't tell. His lips was bitten red and raw and parts were cracked, funny I'd never noticed seeing as how much we kiss and finally I could see gray hairs mixed in with his black and blonde locks. God, how haven't I noticed this? He looked skinnier too, his ribs poking out from under his skin and I could count almost every single one. Holy shit. My poor Jack was slowly killing himself. "Jay, baby, when was the last time you ate?" His eyebrows drew together as he concentrated on the question. "The other night. Right before I came over to yours and before Rian called about the break-in, why?" "Because, you've lost like, a shit ton of weight. I'm worried about you." He chuckled, hand caressing my back from where it lay. "Baby, don't worry. I'm fine. Just been stressed out. The insurance company has been calling non stop and the cops and press won't stop asking questions. I'm just... Stressed." The word 'press' made me shiver, thinking of what he'd told that news-reporter had me nearly seeing red. But, it was over and now, he'd confessed his deepest secret to me and I to him. We were in love. But not together. I thought about the point Vic had made about how it was weird we were in love but not dating. I mean, isn't that what people in love did? Date? I didn't fully and one hundred percent understand how love worked but Jack did. So why hadn't he asked me to be his boyfriend? We've made love (twice!), kissed numerous times and have even told each other that we loved the other. What the fuck was holding him back? I shook my head clear of my thoughts and smiled, not missing the skip my heart did when Jack smiled back. What can I say? His smile is beautiful. "How about that hot chocolate you promised me?" Jack chuckled and lightly patted my behind, taking the hint, I moved off him and stood up.  I reached down, picking up my boxers and tugging them on, not messing with my pants because they take to much work to get on and off, and shrugging on my shirt. Taking Jacks hand once he was dressed, I allowed him to lead me to the kitchen in his house because honestly, even though I'd been here a thousand times, I still got lost.  He pulled out the hot chocolate container from the cabinet beside the sink as I sat down at one of the stools beside the island in the middle of his kitchen, setting the container down and opening the fridge, he pulled out the milk. he opened another cabinet on his right and pulled down two glass mugs, setting them beside the container of cocoa powder. I bit my lip, watching him as he walked around the kitchen with such an easy and relaxing grace you wouldn't have expected him to be under so much pressure. Just from looking at him, it almost made me forget the fact that he was the one not even a few minutes ago practically begging me to never leave him. Just by looking at him made me forget the shit hole we were in. He poured the milk into the mugs, adding about two tablespoons of cocoa powder to each one before putting them in the microwave and turning it on. He walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist as he kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.  "You okay? You're awfully quiet." Jack questioned. "Yeah. 'm fine. Just tired from all the stress today's brought." It was only a half lie. I was also worried about you and whether or not you're starving yourself or whether or not we're dating now or what, I thought to myself, but decided to keep him out on that part. Jack frowned. "You wanna go upstairs to my room? I'll bring up the hot chocolate as soon as it's done and we can cuddle and watch a movie if you wanna or we can take a nap. It's no problem." I nodded, my body instantly responding to the word 'nap'. I stood up from the stool, kissed Jack on the lips and exited the kitchen, heading up the stairs and in the direction of Jacks bedroom. I saw Rian in one of the rooms and stopped, the door was half open and he was on the phone, he couldn't see me so I walked a little closer, pressing my body lightly against the wood and listening. Okay, I knew it was wrong but I wanted to see if he knew anything about why Jack was so under pressure, but all I could make out from behind the door was a series of, 'yeah.... Okay..... Sure thing.... Uh huh.... Yeah, it's tough, but we're trying our hardest to settle in...... Jack? Oh yeah he's fine.' Lie.  Silence came for a bit before I heard something that sparked my interest. "Yeah, Jacks been seeing this guy for a few months now. They seem happy together. Jack told me that he even said he loved him and Alex said it back. I thought he was lying but earlier when the insurance company called and I had to go get Jack, I could see in Alex's eyes that when he looked at Jack, he loved him..... Yeah I hope they last too I just hope that Zack gets caught soon and we can move on with our lives.... Yeah, okay I'll talk to you later..... Alright..... Bye." And with that, Rian hung up the phone with whoever he was talking to and I sighed, moving on down the hall and into Jacks bedroom, flipping on the light and smiling as the smell of Jack invaded my nostrils. I walked over to the bed and laid down under the covers, pulling them around my shoulders and grabbing the tv remote from on top of the nightstand, flipping it on and going to the guide I saw that Nightmare Before Christmas was on and quickly selected 'play'. Jack had once told not to long ago that this and Home Alone were his favorite movies, I couldn't blame him though. These were some of the greatest movies ever. It was still during the beginning and I smiled, hearing footsteps come down the hall, I pretended to be asleep as Jack entered the room. The delicious aroma of hot chocolate filled the room and I fought back the urge to open my eyes and reach for a cup.  I heard Jack sigh and then chuckle as he saw me laying in the bed 'asleep', heard the clink as the cups were set down on the nightstand and moments later felt Jack press his lips to mine. I thought about not kissing back but figured that it was time to give up the ruse. I kissed back and reached up, wrapping an arm around his neck and holding him close. He smiled into the kiss before pulling away slightly, mischievous grin on his face as his lips ghosted over mine. "I knew you weren't asleep." I pouted. "How? I'm not that bad of an actor am I?" He laughed once before pecking my lips again. "I was a kid once too, Alex. I know all the tricks." "Mmm I bet you do." I winked at him. He scoffed, gently shoving me back down on the bed as he grabbed our cups and crawled in beside me, handing me mine and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I took a sip of my drink, moaning at the taste. It tasted delicious.  "It taste good?" "Mm yes, but I bet it tastes better on you." I said, quickly leaning over and kissing him on the lips and he opened his mouth a bit, letting my tongue explore his mouth, tasting chocolate and a hint of mint from his drink. "Mm, I was right." I said, pulling away from him with a smirk on my lips. He chuckled before shaking his head and I went back to watching the movie, curled into Jacks side.  ‹ Chapter 13

Notes

Ayyyeeeeee hey guys c: updating this from school because yes and yeah... This chapter is like really long probably the longest chapter I've ever written tbh Love you guys so leave me a few comments and I'll updae asap C;