Horseshoes and Hand Grenades

"You're cute," Jack commented, reaching for the lube and covering his fingers with it, before reaching behind Alex. "You're ready?"

Nodding slowly, Alex flinched when Jack's first two fingers entered him. "Jack," he grumbled with displeasure. "No,"

"I'm trying," Jack replied, "Move closer so I can reach better." Alex did so, and their chests pressed together, giving Jack a better angle. "Is this okay?"

Alex payed attention to the way Jack angled his fingers, trying not to let Jack know whenever he stretched him a bit too far. It was necessary, and besides, Alex also partly liked it. Whenever Jack would pass over a certain spot, he would purr into where he had his head resting beside Jack's neck, and Jack liked knowing when he made Alex feel good. "It's good."

A few more minutes later, Jack was asking, "Alright, I think this is enough. How do you want to do this, sweetheart?"

"Can I stay here?" Alex mumbled, still finding himself rather shy when having to say sex involved words out loud.

"You want to ride me?" Jack said for him, confirming what he was pretty sure Alex had been implying.

"Yeah, why not?" Alex grinned, cheeks tinted pink as he leaned forward to give Jack a slow, deep kiss.

"Okay, pretty," Jack murmured, after finding and putting on a condom, "Lift yourself up for a second." Balancing on his knees, Alex waited, eventually feeling Jack spreading his legs apart more. He squeezed his eyes shut as Jack entered him, Jack's hands on his ass as his own were grasping his boyfriend's shoulders. "Relax," Jack breathed, "It'll be good, I promise."

Trying his best to calm himself down, Alex hummed as Jack finally bottomed out, only opening his eyes when Jack stopped moving altogether.

"What?" Alex whispered, causing Jack to chuckle.

"You need to help me," Jack explained, "I can't really do much sitting like this."

"Okay," Alex agreed, lifting himself up and back down just a smidge, and leaning in to kiss Jack to get the annoying look off of his face. "If I'm controlling it, I'm going slow."

"Fine," Jack shrugged, "Whatever." Eventually, Alex was able to find a rhythm he liked on his own, and whatever he did ended up working just fine for Jack. With Alex bouncing in his lap, Jack found it rather hard to constantly keep his lips attached to the blond's, even though Alex seemed to like it. Not longer after, Alex had had enough with trying to kiss Jack, and leaned back, eyes trained to the ceiling and arms still around Jack's neck as he worked himself up and down on Jack's cock. Taking the opportunity to get his own hand around Alex, Jack was eventually able to guide Alex through his orgasm a little while later, Alex's release spilling onto both of their stomach's, before Jack's filled up the condom. Slumping onto Jack, Alex was pushed back slightly as Jack laughed, "Get up, lazy."

"I'm sleepy," Alex yawned, smiling as Jack kissed him on the cheek. "So tired, 'nd my legs feel all weak now, too. I love you, Jack."

"I love you, too," Jack grinned, "Let's watch a movie or something."

Nodding, Alex lifted himself up off of Jack and went into the bathroom, with Jack in tow. All cleaned up, they got dressed again, and settled into Alex's bed to watch a movie on his laptop. Alex could barely keep his head up, resulting in him sliding down in his bed to take a nap against Jack. Jack's eyes flicked back and forth between the screen and his boyfriend for the following while, making sure Alex was sleeping soundly. The blond finally woke up two hours later, at seven o'clock.

"What time is it?" Alex asked, sitting back up against the pillows as he rubbed his eyes.

"Seven," Jack answered, "You're not going to be able to sleep tonight if we don't get up now, dear."

"Did you just call me 'dear'?" Alex asked, laughing quietly at the realization that took over Jack's face. "Since when were we old and married?"

"Shut up," Jack mumbled, "I can call you whatever I want."

"I mean, yeah, I guess you can, but that was a pretty funny one." Alex explained with a grin, reaching up to poke at the cheek beside the frown Jack was now sporting.

"You're annoying," Jack retorted, catching Alex's finger in his mouth and biting it lightly.

"Hey!" Alex giggled, pulling back his arm and trying to glare at Jack while smiling simultaneously. "I am not."

"Whatever you say," Jack hummed, before swinging his legs off the edge of the bed and adding, "I'm hungry, come down stairs and feed me." He walked around to the other side of Alex's bed, ready to pull Alex out of bed next, before he was caught off guard by the pout Alex was giving him. Instead of reaching for his boyfriend's hand like he planned to, Jack just ended up staring down at him.

"What?" Alex laughed, "Why're you looking at me like that?"

"You're so fuckin' cute," Jack spoke, "You have no idea, really."

"Stop," Alex whined, rolling over to face away from Jack. "Go away."

Instead of complying, Jack reached for Alex's hand, pulling on his arm lightly. "Come on. Please, babe?"

"M'kay," Alex yawned, finally standing up and letting himself be dragged by Jack downstairs and into the hallway.

"We should bake something," Jack suggested later on in the kitchen, and Alex shrugged.

"If you'll help clean up after, sure." Alex said, and Jack nodded. Satisfied with his response, Alex directed, "There's a book of recipes in that cupboard over there. Pick one, and we'll see if we have the right stuff to do it."

Jack skipped over to said area with excitement, while Alex made himself busy by cleaning up the area, making it ready to begin. Jack picked out a recipe, brought it over to Alex, and Alex looked down at which one he was holding. Only then did he realize something.

"Wait," Alex said, a little bit too loudly, "You washed your hands, right?"

"Yeah," Jack laughed, "Of course."

"Okay," Alex breathed, "Good. That would've been bad."

"It's fine," Jack smiled, helping Alex get the first ingredient into the bowl, "As long as you don't double dip anything into it. Your mouth probably still tastes like dick."

Narrowing his eyes at Jack, yet still not able to keep a straight face, Alex retorted, "It's your dick, you fuckwad. Besides, I brushed my teeth."

"I'm just kidding," Jack smiled, "But you do have to admit, you have a tendency to eat, like, half of the batter."

"I guess so," Alex shrugged, grumbling when Jack bumped their hips together.

"Smile, baby love," Jack said, leaning over to kiss Alex on the cheek and ruffle his messy hair, and Alex could not help but to do what was asked of him.

When they were finished baking, as well as eating what ended up being vanilla cupcakes, Jack asked, "So, how was your first Valentine's Day in a relationship?"

"Good," Alex hummed, tugging Jack over to the couch and flopping down onto it. "Although I don't have much to compare it to."

"It's fine," Jack shrugged, "We have many more years to make it even better."

"How long do you think we'll be together?" Alex laughed, "Sometimes it sounds like you're planning for us to never break up."

"Isn't that the point of it?" Jack asked, his tone becoming more serious. "Why, do you plan on breaking up with me eventually?"

"No," Alex shook his head, "But we're sixteen."

"So?" Jack asked, "I think being aware of how fragile this is just gives us a better perspective. I don't want to be away from you ever, unless that's what you want. Or if you cheat or become super rude, but I can't see that happening. Even if we need to part ways for a while after high school, I can wait for you."

"Shhh," Alex whispered, "That's cute, love. I hope for that, too, but I also hope you go onto better things, even if you don't need me anymore."

"I'll always need you. No putting yourself down," Jack shook his head, before resting it on Alex's which was also resting on his shoulder. "You've taught me more than any other person I've ever met at that dump. I hate going to class, but I don't regret it this year."

"Oh, be quiet," Alex blushed, reaching for his phone when it buzzed in his pocket.

"Who is it?" Jack asked, peeking over at Alex's screen.

"Max," Alex answered, "He wants to know what I'm doing." Without replying, he put his phone back in his pocket, knowing how Jack would feel about it. He would take any opportunity to raise an eyebrow at Max's actions, and Alex did not want him to go off about Max asking him to hang out on Valentine's Day. He would reply later. Besides, he was happy too happy where he was at the moment to pay attention to anyone else.

Notes

hi i hate this chapter but good news! i've been working on some more(BUT NOT OCEAN AVENUE YET UGH I'M SORRY I'LL HURRY), so hopefully i won't fall behind any time soon

let me know what you think :^)

lastly, here's something i wrote on alltimefanfiction.tumblr.com ( my tumblr is likefireflies) and my instagram (@jalexpolice) about a week ago: hey! i've been noticing the lack of fics in this fandom, too. i used to read things everyday, but now i never do. i get notifications from this blog (lol) and they're all usually the same. i'm still writing a lot, but i want to do more to pick this back up again, so i was wondering if anyone following this blog wants to write with me! it doesn't matter if you've done it before, i just want to make more content for everyone. all of my contact info is in my tumblr about section. thank you!!!! - i already have a few offers and discussions going, and i'm probably going to be a while in this entire process since i've got so much else going on, but let me know if you're interested!