Sink Into Me
Title: Sink Into Me
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jalex
POV: Jack
Summary: Alex gets drunk. Jack's confused.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own them, this isn't true and I don't profit from anything
Author's Notes: Here's chapter three. I wanted to get this up yesterday but I was ill and couldnt get online. This is my first time writing anything like this, so it's not great xD Title credit goes to Taking Back Sunday.
I woke up alone the next morning. I should have expected it, really. I didn’t expect the same thing to happen nearly every night for the next three weeks either. It never went further than kissing. I wouldn’t let it because I knew it would just be meaningless to him. Each time he came to my room, I refused to believe that the next morning I’d be alone, but I always was. In those three weeks, whenever I spent time with him, Rian, and Zack, he just acted like he usually does, which made me want to know how he could wake up in my room and not question what he was doing there. Not just once, but repeatedly. That’s when I got the answer I didn’t want. He was drunk whenever this happened so he must have just thought he came into my room and just passed out there. That’s why what happened took me by surprise.
-*-
It got to the usual time when there was a knock on my door. I groaned before getting off the sofa and going to answer it. I knew it was going to be him, but the state he was in surprised me. He wasn’t drunk. There was no smell of alcohol at all, just the sweet scent of his aftershave.
“Hey,” he said smiling, “Can I come in?” Something was different about him tonight, besides him being sober. I moved aside letting him in through the gap. “Sure,” I whispered. The next thing that left my lips instantly made me feel bad and I regretted it straight away. “You’re not drunk. Why are you here?” The smile that was on his face disappeared and was replaced by a confused look.
“What? What do you mean ‘why am you here?’” His voice was quiet, like he really didn’t understand what I meant.
“Well, for the past couple of weeks you’ve only been coming here when you’re wasted,” I answered, my voice slightly louder than I’d planned. louder than I’d planned.
“Yeah, I know... I’m sorry, Jack,” he replied guiltily, while moving to sit on the end of my bed. I hesitated before going to join him, knowing nothing would happen like before. “I remember,” he whispered quietly and I was only just able to hear him. He looked up at me before repeating what he said a little louder. “I remember. I keep seeing it in my head. I know how you feel about me. It wasn’t fair that I kept coming here drunk and then leaving before you woke up,” he paused, looking at the floor then back to me, “but I don’t think it would have been fair if I stayed until you woke up, giving you false hope."
He remembers...HE REMEMBERS?! I was just about to tell him how shitty he’s made me feel every time I’ve looked over the following morning to see the empty space next to me and how when we’ve been hanging out he’s acted as though nothing’s happened when he smiled and said, “I liked it.”
He slowly leaned towards me and placed his hands on my shoulders pushing me back onto the bed before putting his legs either side of my hips. “I really liked it,” he told me, emphasising the word ‘really’ before gently pushing our lips together.
I didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t drunk, so he knew what he was doing. He would remember everything that’s happened in the past 10 minutes he’s been here, but I didn’t know if he’d regret it. That’s when I stopped him.
“Alex, wait,” I said pushing him up and looking directly at him. He looked confused, like he didn’t think I would stop him. “Why are you doing this?” I questioned. “Do you know what you’re doing? If this happens, you can’t just do what you’ve done for the past three weeks and then after act like nothing’s happened. You said you know how I feel. I don’t want this to just be a one-night thing. I don’t want to wake up tomorrow morning and find you gone again.” I could feel tears forming in my eyes, and I fought to hold them back. I failed as I saw Alex’s hand reach up and wipe the drops away.
“I know, Jack. I know what we’re doing. I don’t want it to be a one-night thing either. I know it probably doesn’t seem like it to you, but I like you. I’ve known for ages that you’ve liked me and I didn’t want to say anything in case the feelings I have for you weren’t what I thought they were. I guess that’s why I kept coming here. They are there Jack, these feelings. I want this just as much as you do.”
Before I could stop myself, I rolled Alex onto his back, and began attacking his lips like I’ve never wanted anything more. I felt him place on hand on the small of my back and the other on the back of my neck, before I felt his tongue swiping along my bottom lip. I parted my lips, letting his tongue in before he moaned into the kiss. before he moaned into the kiss.
I moved my hands to the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up and sliding them my hands up his waist. I could feel him smiling against my lips, so I guessed he was enjoying it and that he must have meant what he said. He slowly lifted my shirt up, pulling it over my head before rolling me over so he was straddling my hips, lips still attached to mine.
Reluctantly, I pushed him away and asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?” He nodded with a huge smile on his face, leaning down and continuing the kiss. His hands moved from beside my head to my belt buckle which he quickly unbuckled and pulled off. He reached for the button and zipper on my pants and he pulled them down, pushing them off my legs, so I was laying there in just my boxers. As he reached for them, I grabbed his wrist and he looked at me, confused.
“It’s not fair, me being in just my boxers and you fully dressed,” I told him with a smirk on my face. He wasted no time in taking off his t-shirt and jeans after I had said that. I let out a laugh at his eagerness to have both of us naked, but he shut me up when he connected our lips again, sucking on my tongue. An involuntary moan escaped from my mouth, and that made Alex grind his hips down against mine. He peeled my boxers off and then repeated the same action on himself, leaving us both naked. His hand went from my chest down to my dick, and started stroking, never once letting his lips leave mine.
I reached out, looking for the cabinet next to the bed, and opening the draw and getting out the supplies. Alex saw what I was doing and made a dive for the lube, smirking. He coated his fingers in the thick liquid, and placed them at my entrance.
“Alex, are you sure you want to do this? You can still change your mind,” I said, hoping he wasn’t going to say no.
“I do want this, Jack. I want you.” I smiled at his answer as I felt a finger slowly entering me, before gasping at how he felt. My head fell back, and after I’d got used to the one finger, he added a second one, searching for the spot that I knew would get me screaming. Once he saw the look of pleasure on my face, he pulled his fingers out and reached for the condom on the bed next to me, then the lube, which I quickly grabbed out of his hand. I wasn’t going to let him do everything, now was I? I squirted the liquid into my hand, watching him put the condom on his erect dick before I grabbed it, moving my hand up and down, coating it in the jelly.
He lifted my legs so they were wrapped around his back and he placed himself at my entrance, slowly pushing himself in. He stopped when he saw the look of discomfort on my face. When he saw my face return to the one of pleasure I’d had on moments before, he carried on, slowly moving in and out of me before picking up speed.
It didn’t take long until he found the perfect rhythm, hitting the spot that drove me wild.
Our groans were getting louder and Alex’s pace increasing as we both got closer to orgasm. He grabbed my dick, pumping it at the same pace he was going inside me.
“I’m... I’m gonna... Ahhhhhhhh! Aleeeeeeeeeeeeex!” I shouted, spilling my load all over his hand and my stomach. He came not long after me, screaming my name as he rode out his orgasm before collapsing onto me.
“That...That was amazing,” he whispered, kissing my chest.
“You don’t regret any of it?” I couldn’t not ask him, not after everything that’s happened between us.
He lifted his head from my chest and whispered, “no, not one second,” before reaching up and softly kissing my lips and then returning to his former position.
We lay there, falling asleep in each other arms. Only this time, I knew that he was going to be there in the morning.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jalex
POV: Jack
Summary: Alex gets drunk. Jack's confused.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own them, this isn't true and I don't profit from anything
Author's Notes: Here's chapter three. I wanted to get this up yesterday but I was ill and couldnt get online. This is my first time writing anything like this, so it's not great xD Title credit goes to Taking Back Sunday.
I woke up alone the next morning. I should have expected it, really. I didn’t expect the same thing to happen nearly every night for the next three weeks either. It never went further than kissing. I wouldn’t let it because I knew it would just be meaningless to him. Each time he came to my room, I refused to believe that the next morning I’d be alone, but I always was. In those three weeks, whenever I spent time with him, Rian, and Zack, he just acted like he usually does, which made me want to know how he could wake up in my room and not question what he was doing there. Not just once, but repeatedly. That’s when I got the answer I didn’t want. He was drunk whenever this happened so he must have just thought he came into my room and just passed out there. That’s why what happened took me by surprise.
-*-
It got to the usual time when there was a knock on my door. I groaned before getting off the sofa and going to answer it. I knew it was going to be him, but the state he was in surprised me. He wasn’t drunk. There was no smell of alcohol at all, just the sweet scent of his aftershave.
“Hey,” he said smiling, “Can I come in?” Something was different about him tonight, besides him being sober. I moved aside letting him in through the gap. “Sure,” I whispered. The next thing that left my lips instantly made me feel bad and I regretted it straight away. “You’re not drunk. Why are you here?” The smile that was on his face disappeared and was replaced by a confused look.
“What? What do you mean ‘why am you here?’” His voice was quiet, like he really didn’t understand what I meant.
“Well, for the past couple of weeks you’ve only been coming here when you’re wasted,” I answered, my voice slightly louder than I’d planned. louder than I’d planned.
“Yeah, I know... I’m sorry, Jack,” he replied guiltily, while moving to sit on the end of my bed. I hesitated before going to join him, knowing nothing would happen like before. “I remember,” he whispered quietly and I was only just able to hear him. He looked up at me before repeating what he said a little louder. “I remember. I keep seeing it in my head. I know how you feel about me. It wasn’t fair that I kept coming here drunk and then leaving before you woke up,” he paused, looking at the floor then back to me, “but I don’t think it would have been fair if I stayed until you woke up, giving you false hope."
He remembers...HE REMEMBERS?! I was just about to tell him how shitty he’s made me feel every time I’ve looked over the following morning to see the empty space next to me and how when we’ve been hanging out he’s acted as though nothing’s happened when he smiled and said, “I liked it.”
He slowly leaned towards me and placed his hands on my shoulders pushing me back onto the bed before putting his legs either side of my hips. “I really liked it,” he told me, emphasising the word ‘really’ before gently pushing our lips together.
I didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t drunk, so he knew what he was doing. He would remember everything that’s happened in the past 10 minutes he’s been here, but I didn’t know if he’d regret it. That’s when I stopped him.
“Alex, wait,” I said pushing him up and looking directly at him. He looked confused, like he didn’t think I would stop him. “Why are you doing this?” I questioned. “Do you know what you’re doing? If this happens, you can’t just do what you’ve done for the past three weeks and then after act like nothing’s happened. You said you know how I feel. I don’t want this to just be a one-night thing. I don’t want to wake up tomorrow morning and find you gone again.” I could feel tears forming in my eyes, and I fought to hold them back. I failed as I saw Alex’s hand reach up and wipe the drops away.
“I know, Jack. I know what we’re doing. I don’t want it to be a one-night thing either. I know it probably doesn’t seem like it to you, but I like you. I’ve known for ages that you’ve liked me and I didn’t want to say anything in case the feelings I have for you weren’t what I thought they were. I guess that’s why I kept coming here. They are there Jack, these feelings. I want this just as much as you do.”
Before I could stop myself, I rolled Alex onto his back, and began attacking his lips like I’ve never wanted anything more. I felt him place on hand on the small of my back and the other on the back of my neck, before I felt his tongue swiping along my bottom lip. I parted my lips, letting his tongue in before he moaned into the kiss. before he moaned into the kiss.
I moved my hands to the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up and sliding them my hands up his waist. I could feel him smiling against my lips, so I guessed he was enjoying it and that he must have meant what he said. He slowly lifted my shirt up, pulling it over my head before rolling me over so he was straddling my hips, lips still attached to mine.
Reluctantly, I pushed him away and asked, “Are you sure you want to do this?” He nodded with a huge smile on his face, leaning down and continuing the kiss. His hands moved from beside my head to my belt buckle which he quickly unbuckled and pulled off. He reached for the button and zipper on my pants and he pulled them down, pushing them off my legs, so I was laying there in just my boxers. As he reached for them, I grabbed his wrist and he looked at me, confused.
“It’s not fair, me being in just my boxers and you fully dressed,” I told him with a smirk on my face. He wasted no time in taking off his t-shirt and jeans after I had said that. I let out a laugh at his eagerness to have both of us naked, but he shut me up when he connected our lips again, sucking on my tongue. An involuntary moan escaped from my mouth, and that made Alex grind his hips down against mine. He peeled my boxers off and then repeated the same action on himself, leaving us both naked. His hand went from my chest down to my dick, and started stroking, never once letting his lips leave mine.
I reached out, looking for the cabinet next to the bed, and opening the draw and getting out the supplies. Alex saw what I was doing and made a dive for the lube, smirking. He coated his fingers in the thick liquid, and placed them at my entrance.
“Alex, are you sure you want to do this? You can still change your mind,” I said, hoping he wasn’t going to say no.
“I do want this, Jack. I want you.” I smiled at his answer as I felt a finger slowly entering me, before gasping at how he felt. My head fell back, and after I’d got used to the one finger, he added a second one, searching for the spot that I knew would get me screaming. Once he saw the look of pleasure on my face, he pulled his fingers out and reached for the condom on the bed next to me, then the lube, which I quickly grabbed out of his hand. I wasn’t going to let him do everything, now was I? I squirted the liquid into my hand, watching him put the condom on his erect dick before I grabbed it, moving my hand up and down, coating it in the jelly.
He lifted my legs so they were wrapped around his back and he placed himself at my entrance, slowly pushing himself in. He stopped when he saw the look of discomfort on my face. When he saw my face return to the one of pleasure I’d had on moments before, he carried on, slowly moving in and out of me before picking up speed.
It didn’t take long until he found the perfect rhythm, hitting the spot that drove me wild.
Our groans were getting louder and Alex’s pace increasing as we both got closer to orgasm. He grabbed my dick, pumping it at the same pace he was going inside me.
“I’m... I’m gonna... Ahhhhhhhh! Aleeeeeeeeeeeeex!” I shouted, spilling my load all over his hand and my stomach. He came not long after me, screaming my name as he rode out his orgasm before collapsing onto me.
“That...That was amazing,” he whispered, kissing my chest.
“You don’t regret any of it?” I couldn’t not ask him, not after everything that’s happened between us.
He lifted his head from my chest and whispered, “no, not one second,” before reaching up and softly kissing my lips and then returning to his former position.
We lay there, falling asleep in each other arms. Only this time, I knew that he was going to be there in the morning.