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Dear Sister, Here's Some Advice

Early Birthday Trouble

Subtle Smut Warning. Nothing graphic, just a slight mention. You can easily skip past it as soon as you see it and then go start again at the first next piece of dialogue.

It was around four thirty am when I woke up and couldn’t fall asleep anymore. I would have blamed it on jet lag, but that wouldn’t have made sense in any way. The past couple of days, Jack had been waking up earlier since he was still used to the Central European time zone, I however was waking up in the afternoons since it was an eight-hour difference for me. Of course, I tried to get over it, but now I was waking up way too early for some reason.

Honestly, I tried to fall asleep multiple times, but it just wasn’t working out. I was tossing and turning, trying to cuddle up beside Jack only to feel too warm, moving away from him only to not be comfortable. My eyes didn’t even want to stay closed. So what was I supposed to do?

I huffed and sat up, looking over at Jack who somehow managed to stay asleep through my erratic movements. I was actually jealous that he was sleeping so deeply. Of course, I wished that was me, but it seemed like I wasn’t going to get any more sleep. I couldn’t go through that by myself. It was only natural of me to decide to bring down somebody with me.

“Psst!” I whisper shouted, nudging the sleeping body beside me with my foot. “Jack!”

He barely even moved, his breathing still stable and slow. I wasn’t going to give up that easily though. After my nightmares, I was way more hesitant to wake him up, but if it was for this reason, I couldn’t give a fuck. So, I kicked him a little harder and said a little louder, “Jack!”

He grumbled in response, turning his head in my direction and flopping an arm over my lap. “Go sleep.”

“But Jacky-Baby, I can’t sleep,” I whined and shook him a couple of times so he wouldn’t fall back into a deep slumber. “Come with me to get some midnight-slash-early-morning food with me. Let’s raid the kitchen.”

“Food?” He mumbled like a toddler just awoken from a nap, raising his head a little while squinting his eyes to look at me.

“Yeah, food.” I enthusiastically nodded and threw the covers off me, getting on my hands and knees before placing two kisses on each side of his cheeks to wake him up fully.

“M’kay.” He sat on the side of the bed and stretched out his arms upwards before getting up and dazedly walking towards the door.

I happily jumped up straight afterward and skipped up behind him. It was obvious that I was way more awake than him. I still wasn’t sure if he was actually awake or just sleep walking. The speed at which he was walking did suggest that he was practically asleep standing up. So, I stepped up in front of him and took his hand to drag him towards the kitchen. Luckily our bedroom was on the floor with the living area and the kitchen, or there would have been a high chance that I would have made him slip down the stairs.

“Ok, ok, I’m awake.” Jack rubbed his eyes with his one free hand as we finally reached the kitchen. “No need to pull my arm out of its socket.”

“Sorry.” I let him go and hopped over to the fridge to see if there was anything I could salvage in there.

There was a lot of fruit (kept in the fridge because it was way too warm outside), but I didn’t feel like stuffing my face with something healthy. However, there was also milk, which brought me to an idea. I took out the carton and closed the fridge again, moving over to the cupboard next. It took awhile for me to find where everything was, but eventually I found the one containing both the cereal and cookies. Immediately I could already see what I wanted. I pulled out the two things and turned around to show Jack with a giddy face.

“Oreos!” He grinned, but a gasp left his mouth when he saw what was in my other hand. “Coooookie crisp! Gimme, gimme!”

“Ok, calm down.” I chuckled and reached out to grab a bowl and a spoon, filling the bowl with the unhealthy cereal and adding some milk.

While I was doing that, Jack’s fingers already snatched the oreo packet and opened it, stuffing three in his mouth at once. Crumbs flew out of his mouth while he tried talking. “Uh haf no clu waf vu vef vlafing, vut vis is gweat.”

“What?” I giggled, turning so my lower back was touching the counter and my hands were on top of it. When I had a good placement, I pushed myself up and sat down on the edge of the cold marble.

He walked up towards me, putting his hands on my thighs and swallowed deeply. “I had no clue what you were planning, but this is great.”

“Of course it’s great!” I exclaimed and grabbed the bowl of cookie crisp, holding it between us. “It’s my idea after all!”

“True, true.” He nodded and opened his mouth wide, making a sound that resembled the sound that Omnom creature from Cut The Rope always made.

I scooped some of the cereal onto the spoon and carefully brought it to his mouth. Somehow, I didn’t spill any of the milk, but as soon as I put it in his mouth and he closed it, the milk started dribbling down his chin. We both burst out with laughter, Jack trying his best not to spit out the sweet treat. He reached up to wipe away the milk while laughter was still rumbling inside of his chest.

“Shhh, be quiet! We’re going to wake the others up!” I scolded in a whisper, but couldn’t help but continue to laugh along with him.

But then the light in the kitchen already turned on. We both looked at the entrance, waiting for either of our parents to get mad like we were still two teenagers. However, instead of there being an adult, my cousin Toby entered, raising his eyebrows up at us, already having heard us before he even turned the light on. He was fully dressed as if ready to go out in half an hour.

“What are you doing up?” I asked, feeding myself some cookie crisp as well.

“I think the question should be what you are doing up.” He retorted and took out some bread to make toast. “I obviously have to bring Sophie to wherever she does her volunteering to help out with dolphins. You have no reason to be awake.”

“Cooooookie crisp,” Jack quietly mumbled as an answer, not moving from the position we were in.

Toby frowned and shook his head. “Oh my god, you guys are just as weird as each other. I don’t even know what kind of weird shit you were doing in here.”

In response, Jack opened his mouth again with the weird sound effect and stared at me intently. My brain was telling me not to do it, that there was a high chance that more milk was going to be spilled, but my automatism didn’t exactly listen to that. I only really realized my mistake after I had given him a spoonful and pulled the utensil back out of his mouth.

He made a choking noise and slapped a hand over his mouth so he would spit everything out and bent over. “Ooh uhf!”

“Too much?” I guessed and put the bowl back down, deciding that this was not the way to go and do things. Continuing like this would probably cover the kitchen in milk and cause Jack to actually seriously choke.

He gulped down the food in what seemed to be a painful swallow, but he still grinned like a stupid fool right after.

“It’s too early to deal with this,” Toby sighed, disapprovingly shaking his head at us as he left.

----

Somehow I managed to stay very active the entire day. Jack did nearly crash at one point. Well, technically he did. We were watching a movie with May, Joe, Toby and Sophie, but Jack could barely keep his eyes open. About ten minutes in, he was passed out against my shoulder. I had shuffled a bit so I could lean against the armrest, causing his head to fall down to my chest. While it might have been an awkward position at first, the only reason why I had done it was so he would get terrible neck pains.

That almost two-hour long nap, though, I had given Jack more than enough energy to run for a couple more hours. We were a few of the last ones to go to bed. The only people that were still actually up were my mom and Jack’s mom, who were enjoying some wine outside. We just briefly said goodnight to them when we decided it was probably time to retreat to our bedroom and think of something to do until Jack could fall asleep again. I knew I was going to have to take the blame for fucking up his sleeping schedule.

We changed into our pajamas--for me it was just an oversized shirt and Jack, like always, stripped down to his boxers because he refused to sleep with pajamas on--and climbed into bed despite neither of us being tired enough yet. I thought we could possibly pull out my laptop and find another movie to watch and fall asleep to. Before that could happen, however, Jack leaned over my body, one of his arms keeping him up and pressed a sweet kiss to my lips.

“It’s your birthday tomorrow,” he told me after he pulled away, still staring down at me.

“I completely forgot!” My eyes went wide when I realized it was already the 22nd of April and we only had a few days of Vacation left. I was too preoccupied with doing nothing to even remember I had a birthday.

“Well, you’re lucky, because nobody else here forgot, especially not me.”

“Good, because otherwise I would have just gone on with my day and never even realized until weeks after, probably!” I snorted at my own stupid forgetfulness and returned the stare Jack was giving me. I fully expected him to look away and lie down again, but he just stayed there with a stupid smile on his face. I had no clue how to deal with it. “What?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head, but he didn’t look away nor did his smirk disappear either.

“What?” I repeated again, fighting the urge to squish his cheeks together to get him to stop thinking about whatever was going through his mind.

“Nothing!” He insisted and quickly pecked my lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said quietly and let him connect our lips again, this time for longer. There was definitely something going on in that brain of his, but I wasn’t sure how to get it out. For now, I was just going to enjoy the sweet taste as he kissed me.

Once he stopped before things got too heated, leaving me surprised because I completely expected him to want to go further to tire him out, he continued with our conversation. “I want to give you one of your birthday gifts early.”

“One of my birthday gifts early?” I wondered out loud, not only because he wanted to do it the day before my birthday but also because I didn’t think he’d have more than one. Honestly, all I really needed was him writing ‘happy birthday’ on a card with a smiley face and I would have been happy.

“Yeah!” He nodded excitedly and threw the covers over his head.

I was left completely confused as I saw his figure move around underneath the sheets, trying to navigate to wherever his destination was. Eventually, he placed himself between my legs, his own legs now sticking out at the end. I still had no clue what was going on and was about to nudge him to ask when his hands suddenly started traveling up the insides of my legs. It should have given it away right there and then, but I was too stupid, or as Jack would say, too innocent. I only got it after he placed kisses on my skin and pulled down my panties. To say I was unprepared was an understatement, and I did not mean physically but mentally.

“Ja--” I was about to stop him, not thinking I was ready yet, when his tongue unexpectedly made contact with me.

The sensation was weird at first, especially since it hadn’t really hit me yet. But once I fully understood what Jack was doing, the first moan left my mouth. As time went by, I only fell further under his spell and I got a tiny bit louder every single time a sound escaped me. I was so into it that I didn’t even hear the knock on our door.

It wasn’t like I would have done anything if I had heard it, my voice too shaky for me to tell them not to enter. I would have assumed that the person wanting to get in would have guessed that we were already sleeping. But no. Things didn’t work that way. Of course, it didn’t work that way. It wasn’t that easy.

My mom was stood at the now opened door, witnessing the events. She quickly covered her eyes which had widened in shock. I screamed out ‘mom’ to get her to leave--which she did in no time--right before my orgasm hit. Jack immediately knew I was so far since I tugged on his hair harshly.

A little while later, he reappeared from underneath the blanket, looking at me with a giddy face. “And? How was that?”

“Fuck.” I breathed out as I was still trying to catch my breath. “I think my heart rate is a good enough answer for that.”

His face lit up even more, glad to hear he had done more than just good. “Just one question, though. Did you just yell out ‘mom’ during your orgasm? Or was that just a coincidence?”

While he might have been fine to talk, I was still a mess. I wiped away some sweat on my forehead and continued to try and steady my breathing. “She walked in.”

“Shit. Are you kidding me?” He asked, looking at the door as if she would still be standing there. “I didn’t even realize.”

“Me neither until I saw her opening the door,” I agreed, finally being able to form sentences that were slightly more complete. “I should probably go talk to her.”

“Yeah…” He nodded and added a shrug. “Or you can act like nothing ever happened and make everything very awkward.”

“No, I have to talk to her anyway, it wouldn’t surprise me if she’s waiting for me.” I pushed myself up so I was sitting against the headboard. I was about to try and climb out from underneath Jack as well, when I froze. “Wait, do you want me to finish you off?”

“Nah, you don’t have to.” He blew it off, something I never thought I would have heard from him. It almost made me wonder if he had gotten aroused at all. If not, I wasn’t so sure if I was as happy anymore since it meant he wasn’t enjoying it much himself.

So, I double checked. “Are you sure? I’m pretty sure my mom won’t mind waiting a little longer. She already knows what was going on, there’s no point trying to hide it now.”

“No, really, I mean you don’t have to.” He stressed and raised himself up a bit more, throwing the covers away and showing me his boxers that weren’t exactly as clean anymore as when we first got in bed. “I kind of already…”

“Oh my god, Jack.”

“Don’t laugh at me!” He pouted dramatically and got out of bed so it was easier for me to do so as well.

“I’m not!” I defended. “I’m just surprised.”

“Yeah, you screaming out ‘mom’ really pushed me over the edge.” He joked and looked down at himself to assess the damage.

“Maybe I should do it more often.” I winked to play along, reaching out to put my panties back on.

“Please don’t.” He gave me a serious look and started his way towards the ensuite bathroom.

“Don’t worry, I am not intending to. Now, you go take a shower and I’ll go talk to my mom. After that, we’ll go to sleep.” I quickly kissed him, not caring where his mouth had been just minutes before, and left the bedroom.

Just like I thought, my mom was sitting at the dining room table, only a few lights still on, waiting for me. She didn’t notice me at first, but gave me a smile as soon as I pulled out the chair opposite to her and sat down. I wasn’t exactly sure what she came into the room for in the first place, whether it was because she actually did want to talk or because she quickly needed something, but either way it led to this.

Despite not knowing her original intentions, I still felt like I needed to be the first one to start the conversation and mumbled, “I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s ok.” She brushed it off and soon another uncomfortable silence consumed us.

Neither of us liked it, our relationship always having been so close and easy. One event had managed to break it all down and leave us with this awkward feeling surrounding us. I wished it had never happened this way, but I couldn’t go back in time and something in me also wasn’t letting me forget.

“Ireland…” My mom sighed as she reached out over the table and put her hand over mine. “I just want to say I’m sorry for what happened. I was still upset about Cam, and I shouldn’t have let that out on you. I never intended it to come over that way, but on hindsight I can see how it all sounded. So, I want to apologize for everything I said and I hope you accept my apology so that we can go back to how we were.”

“And I overreacted,” I added before she took the blame for it all. It took two people to fight, not one. “I’m sorry for that. My medication hadn’t fully started working yet, so the smallest things would set me off. I’m doing much better now, though. I haven’t had the same reoccurring flashbacks and nightmares in weeks.”

“Well, that’s good to hear.” For the first time in ages she gave me a genuine smile and a small squeeze of my hand. “And now I think it’s time to bring up what I just walked in on again.”

“Right…” I sucked in some air and leaned back in my chair, dreading how deep this conversation could go now since we were all good again.

“You know, I always expected to have this conversation when you were a teenager. I was just waiting for the day to come where you’d tell me you lost your virginity, but it never happened and I didn’t want to force it out of you. I kind of feel like I missed out there.”

“That’s probably because I never lost my virginity as a teenager.” I giggled at my mom’s shocked face when she heard my confession, a slight blush creeping up on my face. “I also didn’t really feel like it was fitting anymore to go up and tell you at twenty-three.”

“Twenty-three?” My mom asked to check if she heard me right and for me to clarify.

“Cam and I used to tell each other everything, right?” I started, only continuing when she nodded. “So I would have told him about losing my virginity even though he was so protective; I would have wanted to know his opinion. I asked him about it a while ago, and he told me I never had actually lost my virginity. That’s obviously changed now.

“Ok, well,” she shook her head in disbelievement, but had nothing to prove me wrong, “I guess I’m just going to ask you the questions I would have asked as if you were a teen. And I didn’t even have any questions prepared… so all I can ask is how was it?”

“I don’t really remember the exact details, since it was over a year ago, but I do remember bumping our heads once, so I did receive some of the awkwardness expected. There wasn’t much pain either, which was surprisingly nice even though I was quite nervous. Other than that, Jack was really sweet about it all.”

“This is all so much new information for me. First I get to find out you only lost your virginity recently and now I find out that it was to Jack.”

“I mean, who else would it have been with?” I chuckled, not believing there had been any other possible candidates my mom could have been thinking about.

“True, true.” She nodded, doing the math in her head as well. “At least it means you didn’t lose it during a one-night-stand.”

“Jack and I are taking things pretty slow in that area since I’m so inexperienced. That was the first time he actually, umm, yeah, did that. Well, it probably wasn’t the first time he did it, but the first time he did it to me. Does that make any sense? I feel like I’m rambling.”

“It’s ok, don’t worry. I’m the last person to judge you for any of this. As long as you’re being safe, you do you,” she said, following the classic supportive-mom statement. “Which does remind me, I hope you’ve been careful recently.”

“Recently? What’s been different recently?”

“You had your bladder infection. The antibiotics you took to treat it can mess with birth control, making it less effective. I just don’t want you to get a sudden surprise that you weren’t even remotely prepared for.”

I quickly replied, “mom, I don’t take birth control.”

“Ireland!” She gasped loudly with a warning tone. “Are you kidding me?”

“I just didn’t think it was necessary.” I defended, not seeing what was wrong with my actions.

“Are you crazy? Are you trying to--”

“Oh my god, no.” I shook my head furiously, not understanding what she was thinking. “We use condoms.”

“Oh, thank the lord.” She let out a breath that she was holding, and brought a hand up to her chest. “Not that I would mind having some grandbabies, but I thought you meant you weren’t using any method whatsoever.”

“Do you think I should start taking birth control?” I wondered, hoping to get some good advice on it.

“It’s always nice to have an extra backup, but it doesn’t stop STDs. It will make sure you don’t immediately think you’re pregnant if the condom ever does break. So, if you decide on anything, you might want to use both.”

“As far as I know, last time I got checked, I was clear from STDs. Of course, they immediately tested me for those when I came in for my bladder infection. I think I might first discuss it with Jack, see if I can make a doctor’s appointment and then see what they suggest. If they think birth control would be a good idea, I might try and start it. I don’t want to have it mess with my health, though.”

“Of course, that sounds like a good plan,” she agreed, slowly bringing an end to our conversation.

“I should probably get back to Jack before he starts thinking that we’ve murdered each other.” I slowly got up and pushed my chair back underneath the table.

My mom nodded and stood up as well. Before we said goodnight and parted our ways, we gave each other a hug to seal the deal on our relationship. Everything was back to normal and we could share the weirdest shit again.

Notes


School's starting again! So expect the updates to be even slower again... Yay...

Comments

@settle for me.
I usually just post a chapter a day or every other day. Sometimes less, sometimes more frequently. No need to force it in a short amount of time.
Well, two stories are close to finishing, so a new one will arise. It's based on an idea I got years ago, but I made it a bit more sophisticated. If a story about an age gap intrigues you, keep your eye out for it.

@aweirdkindofyellow
I remember you saying and I did say I was going to do the same but I just honestly never got around to it.
I have been told nothing about any of your new ones, just that you have lots on the go.

@settle for me.
I've been transferring everything to Wattpad and AO3 for quite a while now. Given up on Mibba though. Never liked that interface and layout, so couldn't be bothered.
I'm going to start another story soon (after I finish some that I am currently writing). And I'll still post it here, but you'll just have to actively search for it yourself if you want to read it. I don't know if you've been told anything about it yet, but you might like it or hate it.

@aweirdkindofyellow
Same! No one else updates anymore and I need to start on another site but I just... don't have the energy?
I'm going to be absolutely lost when you finish the ones I'm subscribed to. I honestly won't have anything to do.

@settle for me.
I've also really been missing reading other people's new stories. Seriously, the only story I still read right now is yours. I just can't find anything else.
I've actually been trying to figure out a way how to change the sequel to this story so it's not as long and officially ends there as well.