Title:
I'll Love You 'Til Our Dying DaysAuthor:
r0undincircles aka EvieRating: NC-17
Pairing: Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth aka Jalex
Summary: Alex and Jack had been together since they turned fourteen, that was exactly fourteen years ago; during that time they had shared some of their highest points together...
Disclaimer: I definitely do not own these lovely boys, I just wrote the story..
AN: So, this is my first time in about 3 years that I have tried writing again so I am awfully sorry about how bad the quality is... Comments are very appreciated and it'll give me some motivation to do more writing again! Much love <3
Alex was pissy, actually scrap that, Alex was downright miserable and grumpy as he got into his car and cranked up the heating to full blast. He sat there shivering, letting the cold settle into his bones as he waited for the warm air to hit his face. He just wanted to go home, make some spaghetti on toast, drink a cup of tea and cuddle with Jack, his long-term boyfriend for a little while. He decided, maybe, just maybe he should calm down a little before he made his way home though as his working day definitely did not go to plan.
Alex worked at the local coffee shop in town and usually, he loved his job, if he could put a smile on someone’s face, the male deemed his day wonderful. Today however just seemed to be a long stream of asshole, after asshole, after asshole; one charming gentleman even threatened to throw his coffee in Alex’s face because he missed his double shot due to the sheer busyness in the place.
The twenty-eight year old male gave a soft, calmer sigh as the warm air finally hit his face and he felt his body react positively to it. The quietness and warmth of his car making him feel better already. After a suitable amount of time Alex deemed himself calm enough to drive home and go spend the evening with his boyfriend, who he knew for a fact would probably be asleep on the coach.
“On my way home, baby, sorry had to shut up the store tonight :-) xxxx” Alex shot the text over to Jack, just so he had some sort of warning that he was on his way, just incase on the of chance that he wasn’t asleep and was worrying about him.
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Jack’s phone buzzed and it made him yelp to himself, dropping the spoon he was holding into the saucepan. “Shit!” He cursed to himself and fished the dirty spoon out, throwing it into the sink and into the lukewarm water in the bowl. He read the text from his boyfriend and his stomach flipped, shit, he didn’t know if he was ready yet, he just wanted to get everything perfect tonight. Everything had to be perfect.
Alex and Jack had been together since they turned fourteen, that was exactly fourteen years ago; during that time they had shared some of their highest points together, like when Jack finally managed to open his own guitar shop in town and became a guitar instructor. Alongside the high points, they also shared their lowest ones, like the time that Alex had a pretty serious illness scare and everything seemed to be on the line; neither of them sure what would happen in the coming months. That was five years ago and now, looking at Alex, you would have never been able to tell anything was wrong with him. From the moment Jack held Alex’s hand as he laid in that hospital bed, not sure whether his love would make it through, he knew he had to spend the rest of his life with him whether it was the last thing they both did.
That’s how Jack got to here; in the kitchen wearing a nice pair of jeans and a tight, white t-shirt, cooking Alex’s favourite meal; spaghetti bolognese. The food was almost done and he had laid the table out nicely. He filled two glasses with red wine, lit the candles and made sure the table looked presentable and neat. He placed his phone on the dock in the middle island counter and pressed play on his acoustic playlist, knowing Alex loved all the songs on there. Jack gave a shaky sigh as he patted his back pocket, feeling the small ring box in there. Tonight was the night, tonight was the night Jack finally took the plunge, manned up and made Alex his fiancé.
Just as Jack was straining off the pasta, humming along to a Blink-182 song, he heard the front door click, unlock and seconds later, close again. He all about screamed to himself as he saw Alex; his uniform messy, his hair flat and his eyes tired; Jack’s idea of perfection.
“Hey baby,” Jack smiled and walked over to Alex, pressing a kiss to his lips softly.
“H-Hey babe,” Alex said wearily as he dropped his satchel, frowning at the sight that was unfolding in front of him; Jack was cooking, Jack was dressed in actual clothes rather than sweats and one of Alex’s old hoodies and the main one, there was a candlelit table laid out ready for them. “What’s this about?” Alex asked softly, trying to suppress the smile as he watched Jack go back to the hob. “Oh god, I know, you’ve been cheating on me and this is you coming out and telling me!” Alex laughed.
“Alex, shut up and go get changed, dinner will be waiting on the table for you. Hurry before it gets cold, I’ve created a restaurant-worthy meal here!” Jack laughed, trying to avoid the questions. He continued to plate up their food and waited patiently at the table for Alex to return, when he did, Jack could have wept. He looked so precious.
Alex gave a soft smile to Jack and sat opposite him, squeezing his hand and taking a swig of wine. “Jack, babe, you didn’t have to do all this, I don’t know why you’ve done all this but you have no idea just how much I needed this tonight.” The older male spoke, tears threatening to spill from his eyes as his voice came out as a small squeak. “I’ve just had a shit day and this, this is all so lovely. I love you.” Alex continued.
Jack listened intently and smiled, bringing Alex’s hand up to his mouth to press a gentle kiss to the pale skin. “What kind of terrible boyfriend would I be if I didn’t almost burn the house down every once in a while, trying to cook my lover a meal.” Jack teased, eventually letting go of Alex’s hand so they could eat.
One delicious meal and three glasses of wine each down, Jack was rested back in his chair with a soft, content smile covering his face as he listened to Alex mock the rude customers he had to deal with that previous day. He admired Alex so much, even after having a shitty day, he still managed to find the fun in it and have a laugh about it all.
“One guy was this,” Alex held his fingers up, millimetres apart from each other, “close to throwing his boiling hot coffee into my face because I forgot his double shot. Fucking big city guys, coming into our little town and then thinking they can get away with behaviour like that.” Alex chuckled to himself, his head shaking as he finished off his third glass.
“God, I love you so much.” Jack smiled, bringing his glass up to his mouth.
Alex blushed at that and stood to go grab some more wine, heck after his day, he decided he should have had a bottle to himself with just a bendy straw to drink through. The last thing he expected to turn around to was the sight that was in front of him. Jack was knelt on one knee, looking sheepish as he opened the little, blue velvet box to reveal the white gold, thin engagement band.
“‘Lex, since the day we met, I knew you were gonna stick around with me for a long time. I knew that we were going to end up together, ever since that night at your parents house where we kissed and I admitted I liked you and you just blushed and kissed me harder. I knew that when you got sick, I was going to love you until the end of our times, I knew and I know I have to love you as hard and as long as I physically can. So that’s why, Alexander William Gaskarth, would you please do me the honour in marrying me?” Jack asked, his voice shaking at the end as he tried to spill out all his feelings for the older male.
“Jack,” Alex smiled, his cheeks feeling as if they were going to split any second if he smiled any wider. “Yes, you idiot, yes, yes, a million times over, yes!” He cried, pulling Jack up so he could kiss the slightly shorter male.
Their lips melded together into a passionate kiss and Jack fumbled around to slip the ring onto Alex’s finger; not once breaking the kiss. Alex grabbed roughly at Jack’s hips and brought him so close that there was no gap between the two of them, just their clothes. Jack smiled into the kiss, letting his teeth nip softly at Alex’s bottom lip, earning a soft moan from the older male. Jack had soon pushed Alex up against the counter, his lips attached to the soft, brown-haired boys neck. The next twenty minutes blurred into a long segment of time; their minds clouded over with hands pawing at clothes, shirts getting lost on the stairs and them making their way up to bed.
Jack was sat up right against the headboard of their bed with Alex in his lap, just how he liked it. Jack was biting a mark into Alex’s neck that would be big enough and dark enough to make anyone who saw it blush. He high-fived himself mentally as he imagined Alex trying to explain that one at work, not like Alex really cared about that right now; he was moaning softly and grinding down into Jack’s lap, his cock throbbing with the sheer need for friction.
“I wanna show you how excited I am to be marrying you, Mr. Gaskarth…” Alex purred to Jack, his voice sounding like pure sex to the younger male.
“Uh, you’ll be Mr. Barakat, actually, Lex.” Jack teased, his chest arching up into Alex’s soft kisses.
Jack hissed when Alex bit down on one of his nipples, his hips rutting forward searching for Alex’s body against his only to be disappointed when Alex shimmied away from him.
Alex smiled up at Jack as he kissed down the skinny male’s body, stopping to bite harshly at Jack’s hip bones which earned him the sound of Jack whining loudly. He decided enough was enough, the two of them far too hungry for one another’s touch to be teasing each other all night. They both knew what was going to happen and they both knew what they wanted; with that thought in his mind, Alex tugged Jack’s boxers down so they sat just below his balls and took his length into his warm hand. Jack’s head hit softly against the headboard and he let out a long moan. Alex smiled to himself, Jack was always so reactive to his touches and he loved how he knew the other male so well that he could have made Jack come after three seconds if he so wished.
Alex licked his kiss-swollen lips and lowered his head down so the tip of Jack’s hard cock was pressed against his puckered lips. He wasted no time and let his mouth sink down, bringing his hand up along his length to follow after his mouth. He created a steady rhythm of his head bobbing along with his hand that jerked him in just the right way. It had only taken a matter of mere minutes before Jack was gripping at the sheets and moaning Alex’s name like he was paid to do so.
“Lex, baby, l-let me fuck you… I want you to ride me.” Jack moaned, his voice wrecked and shaken.
Alex pulled his mouth up once more, his tongue lapping at the precome that was already leaking from Jack’s impossibly hard length. “Oh, sweetie, you don’t need to ask me twice. I’m yours,” Alex smirked, leaning up to kiss Jack, his tongue delving into his mouth to toy with Jack’s.
Jack could taste himself on Alex, and okay, maybe he should admit that turned him on a lot, whole lot more than it probably should but he couldn’t help the moan that escaped him. Before Jack could really kiss back, Alex was gone from his lips and leaning over his body to reach into their night stand to grab some lube. Whilst Alex was preoccupied, Jack had a spare few seconds so he pulled off his boxers full and kicked them aside, they were the last thing on his mind right now as he watched Alex squirt a generous amount of lube onto his hand. Jack watched Alex’s every move and just sat back to admire his fiancé, as Alex wrapped a hand around Jack’s cock again, he truly believed he was the luckiest man on earth because not only was his fiancé the most kind-hearted soul he had ever met, he honestly believed he was the sexiest one alongside that.
“You need prepping, I want this to be good for you; I don’t wanna hurt you at all.” Jack whispered, trying his upmost hardest to sound sweet rather than sex-driven and needy. Alex simply looked at Jack, kissed, his lips and straddled his lap. He lined Jack’s cock up with his entrance and Alex braced his hands on Jack’s chest, ready himself for the hot-burn-push of it all.
“I love you, Mr. Gaskarth.” Alex teased again as he slowly began to sink down into Jack’s lap, his breath hitching in his throat and a breathy moan following soon after that first noise.
Jack finally bottomed out in Alex, his hands gripping softly at the pale skin of his lovers hips as Alex created his own rhythm, one that had the two of the males moaning in unison. Alex bent his back over to lean down and kiss Jack as he moved in his lap; his hands clawing at the skin of Jack’s chest.
“Baby, you feel so good in me, fill me up so good. Need you so bad.” Alex moaned, his hand reaching round to Jack’s neck to pull him closer. The brown haired male created a slow bounce in Jack’s lap and it didn’t take him long to find his prostate. When he finally hit that sweet spot, Alex moaned into Jack’s open mouth and kissed him deeply.
“Alex,” Jack breathed, his hand squeezing at Alex’s hips as he picked up the pace. “I love you so much, I love you, I love you, I love you.”Jack whimpered, the whole time their bodies were pressed together as they moved to the set rhythm that was created for them both.
The two males kept their bodies tight together as they moved which meant their movements were slowed to soft grinds but that didn’t bother them and they both rather enjoyed it. It was entirely intimate and nothing about their actions made them feel rushed and impatient. They were simply soaking up one another as much as they possibly could.
“L-Lex, I need to come.” Jack breathed, his mouth pressed to Alex’s neck as he placed soft kisses to the mark he previously made.
Alex just nodded at him, turning his face so that he could kiss Jack again, Jack knew what this meant and reluctantly loosened his death grip on Alex’s hip to snake his hand into the tight gap between them to touch Alex where he knew he needed it the most. Jack began to stroke Alex, edging him nearer and nearer to his orgasm; the sound that followed out of Alex’s mouth was downright the most beautiful noise Jack had ever heard, and he wanted to hear more of it. Alex grew needier, his hips grinding harder and fast down onto Jack’s cock causing the both of them to moan loudly.
Jack was the first to crack, his toes curling and his hand trying to jerk Alex at the same pace as he came. His body felt like it had been engulfed by a burning hot heat and he could have sworn he blacked out for a few seconds because when his back finally collapsed onto the bed again, after arching off the sheets and his eyes opened, Alex was spilling himself onto both of their stomachs with a cry of Jack’s name of his puffy lips.
After they had cleaned themselves up a little, the two of the men finally collapsed into their bed and cuddled closer to each other. They laid side by side, gazing into each other’s eyes and Jack hated how sappy he was feeling. It’s just, he felt like a little loved up teen again who finally got his dick sucked by his boyfriend for the first time. Jack let his thumb trace over Alex’s lips and he smiled when a smile broke out on his lover’s lips.
“I love you so much, Mr. Barakat.” Jack whispered, kissing Alex’s forehead.
“I love you so much more, Mr. Gaskarth.” Alex mimicked, kissing Jack’s forehead in return.
“Maybe I should fuck you properly this time and show you who’s really in charge here.” Jack smirked at Alex, the older male laughing softly.
“Maybe you should,” Alex retorted, giggling when Jack rolled onto him and smothered his face with kisses.
Jack truly believed he was the luckiest man on earth; little did he know or believe, that’s exactly how Alex felt about him. Maybe their married life wouldn’t be much different from how it was now.
AN: Please let me know if you enjoyed this, I am so sorry if the smut sucked, again it's literally been over three years since I have written anything like this so please forgive me for that. Comment down below <3