My knuckles were white with nervousness, my grip on the steering-wheel getting tighter as I came closer to Jack's house. The butterflies in my stomach became wasps, stinging my insides. To be honest I had no idea why I was so nervous. I had nothing to be worried about, except Rian lighting my house on fire.

I pulled up at Jack's house, knocking lightly on the door. Jack opened to door, standing against the wall. Oh my damn. He looked good. He was wearing skinny, black, ripped jeans and a white V-neck. A black beanie hung from his dark hair, which he had dyed blonde streaks into. "Damn Jack, you look so perfect." I said before wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my lips to his. He snaked his arms around my waist and kissed back, tipping his head slightly down to meet my height. "You ready?" I asked and he nodded his head in response. His arm was still around my waist and he rested his head on my shoulder as we walked to my car. I texted Rian saying we were on our way, and he replied saying he was on his way to my house. Luckily Rian lives, at the very most, a five minute drive away from me.

"Fuck yes!" Jack said cranking up the radio before almost screaming;

It's alright to tell me, what you think about me, I won't try to argue or hold it against you. I know that you're leaving, you must have your reasons. The season is calling, your pictures are falling down!

I joined in, Jack's features lighting up as I began to sing. I really had no idea why he liked my voice so much, but it made him happy: which made me happy.

I pulled up to my house, the wasps stinging my insides ten times worse as I unlocked the door. "Holy shit Alex!" Jack exclaimed and a smiled spread across my face as we were met by a candlelit, not on fire, house. The smell of rosemary and chicken had scented the house. "This is amazing Alex." Jack said, holding me from behind. He nipped at my neck with his teeth and I squirmed under his touch. I locked our hands together, leading Jack to the kitchen. Jack sat at the table and I took out the chicken, to my luck, which was perfectly cooked.




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Jack giggled as I showed him my poster filled room. My posters were practically my wallpaper, bar the small sections of blue cowering behind all my shit on my wall. Jack walked over to my gig ticket collection. "You lucky little shit!" Jack exclaimed, eyeing up my, literally, hundreds of tickets. "6..7..8, fuck Alex 9 fucking Blink concerts!" I chuckled.

"Yeah, they're probably my favourite band. But they don't visit here very much." I said grimacing.

"Why has this one got a star on it?" Jack said, his face scrunched up in confusion.

"That's the one you were at," I said smiling, "The one I got Mark's pic at. The pic I never would have got if it weren't for you." I wrapped my arms around his neck, stroking the small of it. I trailed kisses up his jaw line, making small moans escape his lips. Jack began kissing his neck, the pressure increasing as he became more hungry. The nibbles at my skin became bites, some drawing blood. He forced me down on the bed, keeping the domination. He swiftly removed my top. I sighed as my scars were on show. Jack noticed how uncomfortable I was and he kissed every scar, three times at least.

"Alex you're so fucking beautiful, no matter how many scars you have." Jack stated. I crashed our lips together. Soon enough the kiss became more hungry, Jack beginning to bite down on my lower lip. I moaned lightly as he bit down harder. Jack ground his hips into mine, making us both moan loudly. Jack undid my jeans, removing them from around my ankles. He bit on his lip as the bulge in my boxers became more optic. He crawled over to me before I removed his top. Suddenly he pressed his hand into my already rock hard member. He began to press harder and faster, making me buck my hips up in pleasure. My breathing began to quicken and hitch. Once he noticed he teased my boxers off, pulling them off my ankles. He trailed kisses up the inside of my thighs making me whimper. "Jack y-you're such a fu-ucking tease!" I stuttered. He grinned, but I meant it, he needed to do something fast. I gripped his hand, directing it to my dick. He gripped it hard, making me cry out. He began pumping fast. He then took my head in his mouth, still pumping the bottom half of my member. "Jack, there's lube in my top drawer," I pointed in the direction, "Now please fucking do something!" Jack nodded, getting the lube out, giving me time to get my breath back. He then removed his jeans and boxers.

"Do you need stretching?" Jack asked, his face cringing up.

"I don't care please I need this!" I shouted. Jack nodded, Squirting a large amount of lube out of the small tube. He covered his, as hard, member in the gel. I opened my legs and he teased his entrance, sliding his head in and out of me to try and stretch me out a little. Once he was satisfied he slammed into me, a loud moan passing my lips. Jack began thrusting into me, hard and fast. A small moan passed my lips every time he thrusted. After around fifteen minutes I couldn't take it, I began pumping, screwing my eyes up in pleasure. Jack removed my hand, doing the job himself. He pumped twice as fast as his thrusts. By the way pleasure seemed as if it were running through my thighs I knew I was close. Jack's thrusts were getting sloppier and I knew he was close to. I cried out and the white liquid shot out of my member. Jack let out a breathy laugh, thrusting and pumping harder to help me. Once I was done Jack removed himself, I flipped us over in one swift motion and began pumping him hard. Jack squeezed his eyes together and began tugging at my hair.

"FUCK!" He shouted before climaxing over both our chests. I collapsed beside him, both of us trying to find oxygen in this suffocating room. "Well. Happy fucking one month anniversary." Jack said, sweat trickling down his forehead. I laughed, panting afterwards. I fucking love this guy.

Notes

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