Horseshoes and Hand Grenades

"What are you going to say to him?" Alex asked his boyfriend, taking small steps back each time Jack tried to press himself up against the shorter boy.

"Nothing right now," Jack mumbled, don't worry about it."

Alex sighed. "I can't not worry about it," he pouted, finally letting Jack's arms wrap around him and resting his head on Jack's shoulder.

"Just let me deal with it," Jack said, nosing Alex's hair lightly. "I promise I'll be good."

Alex looked up at him, raising an eyebrow. "In place of being what?"

"In place of killing him," Jack said simply, leaning down to kiss the shocked expression on Alex's lips before he had a chance to answer. Alex, however, didn't like that.

"Why are you always like this?" Alex grumbled.

"I'd like to think you'd feel the same way if you were me," Jack explained, speaking softly. "Imagine if Sam had been a billion times more explicit."

Alex hummed, thinking about what Jack said. "I'd probably be terrified," he admitted.

"Exactly." Jack breathed. His voice sounded around the quiet of their room, seemingly taking up space even though he was whispering. "You're one of the best things that's happened to me in a while. I don't want to lose you to some guy who simultaneously pretends to be my friend."

Not really sure how to one up Jack, Alex leaned up, pressing a soft kiss on his lips. "No more worrying for either of us." His tone was decided and firm and matched the way he slipped out of Jack's grasp, pushing the taller boy backward until he was leaning against the wall. Alex stood up tall to connect his lips with Jack's once more, the edges of his mouth curling up as he felt Jack's hands grasp his waist, pulling him in. They were close, but still far enough for Alex to have room to slip his hand into Jack's shorts, his hand ghosting over Jack's boxers.

"You want to?" Jack murmured against Alex's mouth, biting the blond's bottom lip momentarily as Alex's fingers smoothed over the front of his boxers. His own hands slipped down to Alex's ass, squeezing to get his message across.

Alex found it extremely flattering how Jack always asked how far he wanted to go. It always made him more sure about his decisions, and he generally thought the communication was the beginning of a healthy atmosphere. He was always ready to ask, too, but Jack beat him to it one way or another. "Yeah," Alex smiled. He continued to rub tiny lines and circles against Jack, using whatever space he had as they continued to kiss. He got tired of this soon enough though, and placed a final kiss on Jack's lips, before looking down to undo Jack's belt.

"I love you," Jack voiced, his eyes glued to Alex as the younger boy lowered himself down onto his knees. It fell out of his lips, and somehow sounded both sincere and desperate at the same time.

Alex looked up at him with a grin, and asked, "Mm? Really?"

Jack was ready to fire back at Alex's smart ass answer, but was stalled as Alex tugged down both his shorts and boxers at the same time, his hand curling around Jack's dick as their eyes stayed connected. Jack's teeth dug into his lip, his hand searching for something to grab onto, choosing Alex's hair while his other arm stayed loose by his side. Jack simply nodded, not really in the mood to banter anymore.

"Well," Alex smiled, his hand beginning to deliver slow, short, rotating movements that drove Jack crazy, "You're lucky I love you too, huh?"

"Stop talking," Jack whined, Alex's breath on his cock making it even harder. Alex wasn't offended at all, he laughed at Jack's response, before placing his tongue lightly on the tip of Jack's dick. He began with small licks about the head and the underside, until slowly taking as much of Jack into his mouth as he could, with Jack's hand on the back of his head carefully guiding him.

"Alex," Jack groaned, wishing he didn't have to stop Alex. "That's enough." He knew it was only fair if Alex got something out of this too, and as much as Alex liked giving him blowjobs, he knew he would prefer Jack taking the lead as well. As Alex stood up once more, Jack switched places with him hastily, sinking down and finding himself in Alex's previous position. Eyes crinkled in a suggestive smile, he looked up at Alex and said, "Your turn."

Alex was surprised, as Jack had only ever given him one or two blowjobs in the past. He always had to stretch him before they had sex, so that was often counted as Jack's returned deed. Today though, it seemed like Jack would be doing both, and Alex felt particularly lucky.

"Turn around." Jack spoke Alex's favourite words, after going down on him in a similar fashion as Alex had earlier. Alex kicked the clothes from around his ankles off to the side, joining Jack's. He tugged off his shirt as well, and Jack followed. It was the first time that Jack ever fingered him like this, standing up and against the wall. Jack started carefully as usual, one lubed up finger doing its best to find bliss for Alex, waiting for the boy's discomfort to subside before being joined by another. Alex wondered why Jack was still on his knees, but his question was put to rest once he felt Jack's lips dancing around his inner thighs, leaving soft kisses and small bites occasionally. Jack's tongue prodded at his entrance had him gripping against the wall, fingers turning white from the pressure as he focused on what Jack was doing. As his tongue worked alongside his fingers, Alex arched his back far enough that Jack decided he was definitely ready. Alex's wasn't disappointed at all when he felt Jack stand up, his arms wrapping around him and lips placing a kiss on Alex's neck, because he knew what was next.

"How do you want me?" Alex asked as he turned around, and Jack bit his lip at the very words. Alex could've asked in any way, but of course he used the way that would have the most effect on him.

"I have an idea," Jack said, hands moving from Alex's hips to his stomach, his fingers splaying out momentarily before making their way down the side of his thighs. "Jump."

"Wow," Alex said.

Jack smiled. "Wrap your legs tighter around my waist."

"Okay," Alex did as he was told, waiting patiently as Jack position him perfectly between himself and the wall. Alex was light enough for Jack to hold, and in combination with the leverage from the wall, it was easy enough. Jack then removed one of his hands from Alex's thigh, lining himself up with Alex and slowly moving his hips to bottom out. Looking up once more, Jack's eyes were extremely close to Alex's. While he was excited to see the look of pleasure on Alex's face, he was instead met with tears welling up in the younger boy's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked, his voice tinted with panic. "Does it hurt?"

"A little," Alex pouted, and Jack was just about to pull out until he said, "No, stop. That's not why I'm crying. Keep going."

Staying still, Jack asked, "Why're you crying then, sweetheart?"

Alex blushed in response, his arms squeezing tighter around Jack's neck. Their faces were pressed cheek to cheek, and his whispered in Jack's ear. "I love you so much. I'm amazed at how much you care about me. I don't know, we're in Paris and we're having sex. It's kind of cool."

Jack chuckled. "I love you, too. No more crying, okay? Crying during sex doesn't need to become a thing with you."

Alex laughed in response, and Jack kissed his cheek, before building up a solid rhythm. After only a few minutes, Alex had his head thrown back, hanging on to and reacting, moaning, and grasping in response to every thrust. It certainly was an interesting position, and Alex decided he liked it. He kept his eyes closed for a fair bit of it, and admittedly, Jack enjoyed that. He liked being able to look at Alex as much as he wanted to, without being noticed. There was something so much better about seeing Alex so intimately rather than casually. It made him feel special.

When Alex finished across Jack's chest, Jack thought about pulling out, but he decided Alex could handle a couple more seconds- because he really did only have a couple more seconds. He let Alex down carefully, kissing his forehead before he asked, "Shower together?" They had never done so before, but it would honestly be quicker, and Jack felt like it was a perfect time to do so. They were both tired, and it fit the calm, sensual atmosphere they had built. Maybe Alex would fall asleep soon after, and he wouldn't notice Jack leaving their room in search of Max's.

Notes

hey! i'm sorry i missed a week- and i was late this week, too. i may need to start writing every other week again, cuz stuff is getting so busy and i'm so tired and sad all the time and idk i hope you guys like this even tho it's shit and has no plot to it ok thx

also thank you to SophieGaskarth for commenting!!! kk bye bye