.O N E. S H O T.
He Is the Lamb, She Is the Slaughter.
Mallory Carsen wasn't ready for marriage. She wasn't ready to commit herself to one person and never explore the other possibilites that might come her way. Being with one person forever sounded like an awfully long time, but as the wedding approached, it felt even longer. It wasn't that she didn't love him - She did - It was more or less the idea that she had to love him for the rest of her life. How was she supposed to know she'd feel this way forever? Nothing in life was certain.
Jack Barakat loved her, far more than words could describe. He met her when he was fifteen. She was the quiet girl that sat in the back of the class room, listening to her walkman once she'd completed her work. He befriended one day at lunch, when Alex was out sick and Rian skipped to spend time with his girlfriend. They instantly clicked and he knew in his gut he was destined to be with this girl. That was, until Alexander Gaskarth turned on his charm and stole her away from him. It was his own fault, he never made a move, never gave her any indication that he wanted to be with her. Besides, they Alex didn't have the best track record of keeping a girlfriend. He figured the two would hook-up and part ways, but he was thrown for a loop when they stayed together for many years to come, Alex propsing when they were fresh out of high school.
Tonight, Jack would be hosting an engagement party for the two of them. For Alex, he put up a front, pretending that he was stoked and that he wanted to help out in any way possible, but the reality was, the thought of him marrying Mal was killing him. She was supposed to be with him. They were perfect for each other. Why could no one see that?
The guests started to show up, mostly in groups, and Jack was forced to put on his adorable, fake smile. He knew that, at any minute, Alex would arrive with Mal clinging to his arm, where people would congratulate them and ask questions about the wedding. It literally made him want to vomit. He was only ten minutes into this damn thing and already people were talking about how excited he must be to have been chosen as the best man. By the time Alex and Mallory arrived, he had sweat dripping off of his forehead. Honestly, he wanted no part in this. He'd rather curl up under a rock and die.
"Jack-O!" Alex greeted him, pulling his best friend into a hug. "The couple of the hour has arrived!"
Jack smiled faintly, patting Alex on the back as the older man made his way into the house, leaving Mal behind to fend for herself in the sea of people. They stared awkwardly at each other as Jack opened the door a little wider, motioing for Mal to let herself in.
"Thanks for the party, Jack," Mal smirked, poking him in the chest. "It was really sweet of you."
He nodded slowly, his heart beating rapidly by the simple touch of her finger, which was now swirling around his chest. Surely Mal wasn't trying to hit on him, that wasn't like. She was just being her typical self, he was just so upset by the fact that she was getting married that he was reading too far into it. Right?
"I'm going to make my rounds. Meet me back here in ten, okay?"
Jack swallowed hard, blinking in response to her words. Mal let out a soft giggle before she shuffled out of the room, booming voices instantly welcoming her. He didn't understand what was happening. Why on Earth would Mallory want him to meet her back here? Maybe she would just need a break from the group. Yeah, that's probably it. With that thought in mind, Jack made his way into his kitchen to grab two beers so they could relax together. At least he'd have some alone time with her, that was more than he could ask for at the moment. Still, Jack was nervous and he was angry by the fact that Alex got the girl. He poured himself a few shots of liquor, tossing them back quickly before he made his way back to the stairs, where Mal was already waiting for him.
"I thought you forgot about me," Mallory giggled, happily taking the beer from his hands. "It's a mad house in there. I didn't even realize Alex knew so many people."
"That's only half of them. You marry the lead singer of a band, you marry the fans, friends and family, too," Jack mumbled bitterly, the sick feeling lingering in his throat. "Where's Alex, anyway?"
"Braging to everyone about how lucky he is," Mal shrugged, taking a swig from her drink. "You know, I'm really nervous about this whole wedding thing."
"Oh?" Jack rose an eyebrow, his hands shaking from just hearing her say it. "Why?"
"Being with one person, that's a lot to take in. Maybe I'm not finished being single. Maybe I want to have sex with someone else."
Jack nearly choked on his own spit. His hands were becoming sweaty and his heart was beating at a rapid pace. In all the years he'd known Mallory, she'd been very modest about her sex life. As for Jack, he'd never even had sex. Once he fell in love with Mal, no other girl would do. You can see why he's so torn up over the marriage.
"Maybe I want to try new things," Mallory leaned in close to him, her breath dancing across his ear. "Maybe with a certain boy I've known for three years."
His eyes attempted to pop out of his head. Mallory's fingers were walking along his shoulders, her breath shallow in his ear. He had no idea what to do. She was marrying Alex, but he loved her first. Not only that, but a girl had never been this close to him before, certainly not one that he loved. He didn't even know if this meant she wanted to sleep with him. Perhaps she was just trying to calm herself in a strange way.
However, when Mal's teeth grazed his flesh, he knew she wanted more than a conversation. She pressed her lips to his collar bone and drew circles with her tongue. Jack could feel his dick grow hard, but he didn't want it to. This wasn't supposed to happen - Not like this. Yet, he loved her, and this would probably be his only chance to show her that, so he awkwardly wrapped his arm around her back and squeezed her thighs.
Mallory giggled and pulled away from him, grabbing his hand so she could put it directly on her breast. Jack nearly blew a load right there, but held it in, allowing Mallory to introduce him to her body how she pleased.
"Upstairs," Mal whispered, daring up the stairs with her giggle ringing in his head.
Jack wiped a line of sweat from his forehead and sucked in a sharp breath. The party hadn't seemed to noticed that Mal was missing, in fact, he could Alex telling them all a story he'd heard a million times. Bracing himself, he gripped the railing and climbed the stairs, his body going straight into his bedroom where the bedside light was flipped on. Mallory was standing there, completely naked, her teeth chewing on her lip with a seductive smile. He let his eyes scan up and down her body. Admittedly, he'd seen her naked a few times before, when the group when skinny dipping together, but it was never like this. He was never allowed to stare at her perky breasts, her shaved vagina or her plump rear end.
The contents in his stomach began to rise again when he noticed the diamond shimmering from her left hand. She was in engaged to his best friend. This wasn't okay. As much as he loved her, as much as he wanted her, she belonged to Alex. Mallory twisted her hand, holding out her pointer finger to motion for him to come over to the bed. Jack thought he was frozen, but the tingling in the pit of his stomach spoke for itself. Slowly, he climbed on the bed, leaving his hands down at his side as he watched Mal lean over and cut off the light.
"This is so messed up," Jack whispered, feeling her hand unbutton and unzip his pants.
Her hands gripped his member, pumping it a few times before she slide his length into her mouth. Jack nearly choked, the sensation so fresh and new to him that he thought he'd explode right there, but he gripped the sheets and muffled a cry.
As quickly as she'd started, she stopped, climbing on top of him now. She gripped his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his. Jack felt a rush, his head spinning from all the feelings he'd had for this girl for so many years. It was wrong, it was sick, but in that moment it was almost as if she loved him. He kissed her back with a passion, his hands still gripping the sheets. He finally had her, he didn't want to blow it.
Mallory pulled away to trail kisses down his neck. Jack couldn't breath properly as her wetness grazed his dick. He tried so hard to push the thougth of Alex to the back of his mind. This was his moment, he was going to lose his virginity to the girl he loved most, the girl he loved more than Alex ever could.
"This is the first and last time," Jack mumbled, trying to make himself better.
Mal let out a soft giggle, lining herself up with his dick and thrusting into him hard. Jack nearly chocked on his own tongue, the pleasure rushing through his veins. He let his hands grab her knees, bucking his hips forward as she slid up and down on him at a fast pace. Through the moonlight, Jack could see her breasts bouncing up and down as she fucked him, sweat still pouring from his head. She was so fucking beautiful.
"I love you."
The girl slowed down for a moment, her eyes staring into his, but she shrugged it off. Jack could feel his heart sink. She only wanted sex. She didn't want him. Squeezing his eyes closed, he tried to steady his breath as he allowed himself to get lost in the feeling. Mallory was bouncing faster now, her breath growing heavy. He was glad, he just wanted this to end.
Despite his best efforts, Jack came, hard and heavy. He bucked into her one good time and released himself, feeling her walls clamp down around him as she let out a soft moan. They stayed that way for a good moment, catching their breath and wallowing in the mistake they'd just made. It was Mal who stood up first, pulling on her underwear and stepping into her dress. She zipped it up and planted a messy kiss on Jack's cheek, a sad smile on her lips.
Without saying a word to him, Mal slipped out of the room and left him to fend for himself. His first time shouldn't have been like that. It should have been romantic, loving. Everything he ever dreamed of with her came to a dead-end. Mallory wasn't the girl he thought she was.
He didn't want to love her anymore. She used to be so perfect in his eyes, absolutely flawless, but now the very thought of her made his stomach flip, made him feel like he couldn't breathe.
Jack slowly climbed out of the bed and put himself away, using a towel to clean any mess left on his pants. He fixed his hair to the best of his ability and dragged himself back downstairs, where toasts were now being given to the happy couple.
"There he is," Alex beamed, a glass of wine in his hand. "This is my best friend. Why don't you give us a toast, bro?"
Alex handed him a glass of wine and stepped away, allowing all eyes to stay focused on Jack. What was there to say? That the woman of the hour was a dirty, cheating, cheap whore?
"Love is like a fever," Jack began, taking a long swig from his drink. "It isn't fair. It doesn't make any sense. One day the girl you live for will be the reason you can't breathe. Die young and save yourself from a life full of lies and failing relationships."
Jack finished what was left in his glass and shoved it back in Alex's hand. He allowed his eyes to linger on Mal's red face, a large grin on his lips as he flipped her the bird, took a bow and left the room.
Jack Barakat loved her, far more than words could describe. He met her when he was fifteen. She was the quiet girl that sat in the back of the class room, listening to her walkman once she'd completed her work. He befriended one day at lunch, when Alex was out sick and Rian skipped to spend time with his girlfriend. They instantly clicked and he knew in his gut he was destined to be with this girl. That was, until Alexander Gaskarth turned on his charm and stole her away from him. It was his own fault, he never made a move, never gave her any indication that he wanted to be with her. Besides, they Alex didn't have the best track record of keeping a girlfriend. He figured the two would hook-up and part ways, but he was thrown for a loop when they stayed together for many years to come, Alex propsing when they were fresh out of high school.
Tonight, Jack would be hosting an engagement party for the two of them. For Alex, he put up a front, pretending that he was stoked and that he wanted to help out in any way possible, but the reality was, the thought of him marrying Mal was killing him. She was supposed to be with him. They were perfect for each other. Why could no one see that?
The guests started to show up, mostly in groups, and Jack was forced to put on his adorable, fake smile. He knew that, at any minute, Alex would arrive with Mal clinging to his arm, where people would congratulate them and ask questions about the wedding. It literally made him want to vomit. He was only ten minutes into this damn thing and already people were talking about how excited he must be to have been chosen as the best man. By the time Alex and Mallory arrived, he had sweat dripping off of his forehead. Honestly, he wanted no part in this. He'd rather curl up under a rock and die.
"Jack-O!" Alex greeted him, pulling his best friend into a hug. "The couple of the hour has arrived!"
Jack smiled faintly, patting Alex on the back as the older man made his way into the house, leaving Mal behind to fend for herself in the sea of people. They stared awkwardly at each other as Jack opened the door a little wider, motioing for Mal to let herself in.
"Thanks for the party, Jack," Mal smirked, poking him in the chest. "It was really sweet of you."
He nodded slowly, his heart beating rapidly by the simple touch of her finger, which was now swirling around his chest. Surely Mal wasn't trying to hit on him, that wasn't like. She was just being her typical self, he was just so upset by the fact that she was getting married that he was reading too far into it. Right?
"I'm going to make my rounds. Meet me back here in ten, okay?"
Jack swallowed hard, blinking in response to her words. Mal let out a soft giggle before she shuffled out of the room, booming voices instantly welcoming her. He didn't understand what was happening. Why on Earth would Mallory want him to meet her back here? Maybe she would just need a break from the group. Yeah, that's probably it. With that thought in mind, Jack made his way into his kitchen to grab two beers so they could relax together. At least he'd have some alone time with her, that was more than he could ask for at the moment. Still, Jack was nervous and he was angry by the fact that Alex got the girl. He poured himself a few shots of liquor, tossing them back quickly before he made his way back to the stairs, where Mal was already waiting for him.
"I thought you forgot about me," Mallory giggled, happily taking the beer from his hands. "It's a mad house in there. I didn't even realize Alex knew so many people."
"That's only half of them. You marry the lead singer of a band, you marry the fans, friends and family, too," Jack mumbled bitterly, the sick feeling lingering in his throat. "Where's Alex, anyway?"
"Braging to everyone about how lucky he is," Mal shrugged, taking a swig from her drink. "You know, I'm really nervous about this whole wedding thing."
"Oh?" Jack rose an eyebrow, his hands shaking from just hearing her say it. "Why?"
"Being with one person, that's a lot to take in. Maybe I'm not finished being single. Maybe I want to have sex with someone else."
Jack nearly choked on his own spit. His hands were becoming sweaty and his heart was beating at a rapid pace. In all the years he'd known Mallory, she'd been very modest about her sex life. As for Jack, he'd never even had sex. Once he fell in love with Mal, no other girl would do. You can see why he's so torn up over the marriage.
"Maybe I want to try new things," Mallory leaned in close to him, her breath dancing across his ear. "Maybe with a certain boy I've known for three years."
His eyes attempted to pop out of his head. Mallory's fingers were walking along his shoulders, her breath shallow in his ear. He had no idea what to do. She was marrying Alex, but he loved her first. Not only that, but a girl had never been this close to him before, certainly not one that he loved. He didn't even know if this meant she wanted to sleep with him. Perhaps she was just trying to calm herself in a strange way.
However, when Mal's teeth grazed his flesh, he knew she wanted more than a conversation. She pressed her lips to his collar bone and drew circles with her tongue. Jack could feel his dick grow hard, but he didn't want it to. This wasn't supposed to happen - Not like this. Yet, he loved her, and this would probably be his only chance to show her that, so he awkwardly wrapped his arm around her back and squeezed her thighs.
Mallory giggled and pulled away from him, grabbing his hand so she could put it directly on her breast. Jack nearly blew a load right there, but held it in, allowing Mallory to introduce him to her body how she pleased.
"Upstairs," Mal whispered, daring up the stairs with her giggle ringing in his head.
Jack wiped a line of sweat from his forehead and sucked in a sharp breath. The party hadn't seemed to noticed that Mal was missing, in fact, he could Alex telling them all a story he'd heard a million times. Bracing himself, he gripped the railing and climbed the stairs, his body going straight into his bedroom where the bedside light was flipped on. Mallory was standing there, completely naked, her teeth chewing on her lip with a seductive smile. He let his eyes scan up and down her body. Admittedly, he'd seen her naked a few times before, when the group when skinny dipping together, but it was never like this. He was never allowed to stare at her perky breasts, her shaved vagina or her plump rear end.
The contents in his stomach began to rise again when he noticed the diamond shimmering from her left hand. She was in engaged to his best friend. This wasn't okay. As much as he loved her, as much as he wanted her, she belonged to Alex. Mallory twisted her hand, holding out her pointer finger to motion for him to come over to the bed. Jack thought he was frozen, but the tingling in the pit of his stomach spoke for itself. Slowly, he climbed on the bed, leaving his hands down at his side as he watched Mal lean over and cut off the light.
"This is so messed up," Jack whispered, feeling her hand unbutton and unzip his pants.
Her hands gripped his member, pumping it a few times before she slide his length into her mouth. Jack nearly choked, the sensation so fresh and new to him that he thought he'd explode right there, but he gripped the sheets and muffled a cry.
As quickly as she'd started, she stopped, climbing on top of him now. She gripped his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his. Jack felt a rush, his head spinning from all the feelings he'd had for this girl for so many years. It was wrong, it was sick, but in that moment it was almost as if she loved him. He kissed her back with a passion, his hands still gripping the sheets. He finally had her, he didn't want to blow it.
Mallory pulled away to trail kisses down his neck. Jack couldn't breath properly as her wetness grazed his dick. He tried so hard to push the thougth of Alex to the back of his mind. This was his moment, he was going to lose his virginity to the girl he loved most, the girl he loved more than Alex ever could.
"This is the first and last time," Jack mumbled, trying to make himself better.
Mal let out a soft giggle, lining herself up with his dick and thrusting into him hard. Jack nearly chocked on his own tongue, the pleasure rushing through his veins. He let his hands grab her knees, bucking his hips forward as she slid up and down on him at a fast pace. Through the moonlight, Jack could see her breasts bouncing up and down as she fucked him, sweat still pouring from his head. She was so fucking beautiful.
"I love you."
The girl slowed down for a moment, her eyes staring into his, but she shrugged it off. Jack could feel his heart sink. She only wanted sex. She didn't want him. Squeezing his eyes closed, he tried to steady his breath as he allowed himself to get lost in the feeling. Mallory was bouncing faster now, her breath growing heavy. He was glad, he just wanted this to end.
Despite his best efforts, Jack came, hard and heavy. He bucked into her one good time and released himself, feeling her walls clamp down around him as she let out a soft moan. They stayed that way for a good moment, catching their breath and wallowing in the mistake they'd just made. It was Mal who stood up first, pulling on her underwear and stepping into her dress. She zipped it up and planted a messy kiss on Jack's cheek, a sad smile on her lips.
Without saying a word to him, Mal slipped out of the room and left him to fend for himself. His first time shouldn't have been like that. It should have been romantic, loving. Everything he ever dreamed of with her came to a dead-end. Mallory wasn't the girl he thought she was.
He didn't want to love her anymore. She used to be so perfect in his eyes, absolutely flawless, but now the very thought of her made his stomach flip, made him feel like he couldn't breathe.
Jack slowly climbed out of the bed and put himself away, using a towel to clean any mess left on his pants. He fixed his hair to the best of his ability and dragged himself back downstairs, where toasts were now being given to the happy couple.
"There he is," Alex beamed, a glass of wine in his hand. "This is my best friend. Why don't you give us a toast, bro?"
Alex handed him a glass of wine and stepped away, allowing all eyes to stay focused on Jack. What was there to say? That the woman of the hour was a dirty, cheating, cheap whore?
"Love is like a fever," Jack began, taking a long swig from his drink. "It isn't fair. It doesn't make any sense. One day the girl you live for will be the reason you can't breathe. Die young and save yourself from a life full of lies and failing relationships."
Jack finished what was left in his glass and shoved it back in Alex's hand. He allowed his eyes to linger on Mal's red face, a large grin on his lips as he flipped her the bird, took a bow and left the room.
Count me in!
12/2/13