Prequel to Into the Blue
Title: Sex is sex
pairing: Max/Jude, hints of Lucy/Jude
Rating: R
Author: Thebravery_love
Summary: Max tries to make Jude feel better.
Disclaimer: Don't own...I wish
Author's Notes: The is a prequel to my fic Into the Blue. Also, this is the first time I have wrote anything sexual, so I hope you like it!
Lucy was gone. She couldn't accept the fact that Jude wanted nothing to do with the war, including the protests. Maybe if they ever accomplished something he would care, but he knew they were useless.
I couldn't help feeling like this was all my fault. If I had just tried harder at college this all could have been avoided. I wouldn't have been drafted into this pointless war, so Lucy would never have felt the need to get involved. But at the same time, they would never had met if it wasn't for me. I was just going to call it a drawl.
The sound of feet being dragged across the wooden floor broke me from my trance. Jude was back. All he ever does anymore is get drunk and/or high, then he proceeds mope around the apartment aimlessly. I didn't know what to do. She was gone, and wasn't going to to come back until she was ready. I constantly questioned myself on what to do. Should I let him wallow in his self-pity or try to help him out of it? Even if I wanted to "rescue" him from himself, how would I?
"Jude, man, smile."
He responded by staring blankly at me before sighing and walking back to his room. His head slowly shaking in disbelief. I guess that was the wrong answer; I probably could have been more helpful. Oh while, I needed a drink and some weed if Jude left any.
A few hours later along with more than a few beer, I ended up in their...well now Jude's doorway. I leaned against the wall trying to look sexy; I wasn't working out that well. He was silent for a couple seconds or minutes, I couldn't remember how time worked at the moment, before he acknowledged me.
"Max, what are you doing?"
"Cheering you up man."
"Really? And how do you plan on doing that mate?" He asked with a small twinkle hidden beneath his weary eyes.
"By doing the only thing I am good at..."
With those last words, I slammed my lips against his. It was embarrassingly sloppy, or it would have been if I could remember to care. He didn't move. I had never seen him this still before. I could fell the tension in his shoulders, but I was too drunk to care at that point. I slowly dragged my tongue across his bottom lip, gently asking for entrance. After Jude failed to do anything, I decided to try one last time. With that in mind, I practically begged him to respond by pressing my tongue harshly against the seam of his lips. I was shocked to feel him hesitantly open his mouth. My tongue surged forward before he could change his mind. I could feel Jude starting to kiss me back, but I wanted more. I let my hand slowly move down his body. keeping my touch light, so I didn't scare him away. When he gasped and tried to pull away, I knew I had reached my goal.
"Max, stop! This can't happen."
I stepped towards him to close the sudden distance between us. A single word slurred from my mouth, "Why?"
"It just can't! You're drunk and probably high on who-fucking-knows-what drugs."
"Come on Jude. Im fine. It's just sex."
"With a bloke!"
"Whatever man. Sex is sex." I said before kissing him again.
He instantly kissed me back; all the fight leaving him. That was the only incentive I needed. I clumsily guided us to the tiny twin mattress before pushing him on his back. By the time he looked up at me, I was already straddling him.
We started into each others eyes. His eyes asking a question I wasn't ready to answer, so I looked away and slowly positioned my body on top of his. I let him take control of our kissing, allowing him to turn the kisses gentle. I moved my hand back to its former spot. I felt him throbbing through his jeans. He was ready to go...for me, not Lucy. I quickly shook that thought from my head as I reached to unbuckle his jeans. I felt him tensing again.
"It will be fine. I just want to make you good; it has been so long since you've looked happy."
He slowly nodded at me to continue. I pulled down his jeans and boxers in a single movement. I couldn't help but grin as I took in his size. He was bigger than I thought. His face blushed as I let my gaze linger. When I looked back up, I had to hold back a chuckle when I noticed that his face wasn't the only thin turning red.
I locked your eyes as I moved my body down his. I firmly grabbed his cock and began stroking him slowly. He body began to wither as he released a loud moan. Taking that as encouragement, I swiped my tongue across his tip, lingering to taste the pre-cum gathering at his slit. I could hear him gasp as he struggled to prevent hips from thrusting forward.
I swirled my tongue around the head before moving to take as much of his hard cock as I could handle in my mouth. I hollowed my cheeks and began to suck. I had to hold his hips down to keep him from chocking me. I felt his hands move down to grab my hair roughly and push my head down.
If that was what he wanted, I would take it. I took a deep breath trying to suppress my gag reflex. I let him bob my head up and down as he thrusted forward; his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. I moved my newly freed hands to caress his balls.
Jude harshly tugged on my shaggy blond hair as his movement became frantic.
"Max...Oh my god Max!" was his only warning. I felt him tense as he released his seed down my throat. I swallowed what I could, but some dripped to the mattress below.
With a final lick, I let his limp cock fall from my mouth. Jude was panting as sweat dripped down his neck.
I moved to to lie next to him on the dirty sheets. I smiled softly before whispering into Jude's neck, "See, no big deal. Just a little help from a friend."
He turned towards me and smiled for the first time since Lucy left. It wasn't a big smile, but he was getting there.
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pairing: Max/Jude, hints of Lucy/Jude
Rating: R
Author: Thebravery_love
Summary: Max tries to make Jude feel better.
Disclaimer: Don't own...I wish
Author's Notes: The is a prequel to my fic Into the Blue. Also, this is the first time I have wrote anything sexual, so I hope you like it!
Lucy was gone. She couldn't accept the fact that Jude wanted nothing to do with the war, including the protests. Maybe if they ever accomplished something he would care, but he knew they were useless.
I couldn't help feeling like this was all my fault. If I had just tried harder at college this all could have been avoided. I wouldn't have been drafted into this pointless war, so Lucy would never have felt the need to get involved. But at the same time, they would never had met if it wasn't for me. I was just going to call it a drawl.
The sound of feet being dragged across the wooden floor broke me from my trance. Jude was back. All he ever does anymore is get drunk and/or high, then he proceeds mope around the apartment aimlessly. I didn't know what to do. She was gone, and wasn't going to to come back until she was ready. I constantly questioned myself on what to do. Should I let him wallow in his self-pity or try to help him out of it? Even if I wanted to "rescue" him from himself, how would I?
"Jude, man, smile."
He responded by staring blankly at me before sighing and walking back to his room. His head slowly shaking in disbelief. I guess that was the wrong answer; I probably could have been more helpful. Oh while, I needed a drink and some weed if Jude left any.
A few hours later along with more than a few beer, I ended up in their...well now Jude's doorway. I leaned against the wall trying to look sexy; I wasn't working out that well. He was silent for a couple seconds or minutes, I couldn't remember how time worked at the moment, before he acknowledged me.
"Max, what are you doing?"
"Cheering you up man."
"Really? And how do you plan on doing that mate?" He asked with a small twinkle hidden beneath his weary eyes.
"By doing the only thing I am good at..."
With those last words, I slammed my lips against his. It was embarrassingly sloppy, or it would have been if I could remember to care. He didn't move. I had never seen him this still before. I could fell the tension in his shoulders, but I was too drunk to care at that point. I slowly dragged my tongue across his bottom lip, gently asking for entrance. After Jude failed to do anything, I decided to try one last time. With that in mind, I practically begged him to respond by pressing my tongue harshly against the seam of his lips. I was shocked to feel him hesitantly open his mouth. My tongue surged forward before he could change his mind. I could feel Jude starting to kiss me back, but I wanted more. I let my hand slowly move down his body. keeping my touch light, so I didn't scare him away. When he gasped and tried to pull away, I knew I had reached my goal.
"Max, stop! This can't happen."
I stepped towards him to close the sudden distance between us. A single word slurred from my mouth, "Why?"
"It just can't! You're drunk and probably high on who-fucking-knows-what drugs."
"Come on Jude. Im fine. It's just sex."
"With a bloke!"
"Whatever man. Sex is sex." I said before kissing him again.
He instantly kissed me back; all the fight leaving him. That was the only incentive I needed. I clumsily guided us to the tiny twin mattress before pushing him on his back. By the time he looked up at me, I was already straddling him.
We started into each others eyes. His eyes asking a question I wasn't ready to answer, so I looked away and slowly positioned my body on top of his. I let him take control of our kissing, allowing him to turn the kisses gentle. I moved my hand back to its former spot. I felt him throbbing through his jeans. He was ready to go...for me, not Lucy. I quickly shook that thought from my head as I reached to unbuckle his jeans. I felt him tensing again.
"It will be fine. I just want to make you good; it has been so long since you've looked happy."
He slowly nodded at me to continue. I pulled down his jeans and boxers in a single movement. I couldn't help but grin as I took in his size. He was bigger than I thought. His face blushed as I let my gaze linger. When I looked back up, I had to hold back a chuckle when I noticed that his face wasn't the only thin turning red.
I locked your eyes as I moved my body down his. I firmly grabbed his cock and began stroking him slowly. He body began to wither as he released a loud moan. Taking that as encouragement, I swiped my tongue across his tip, lingering to taste the pre-cum gathering at his slit. I could hear him gasp as he struggled to prevent hips from thrusting forward.
I swirled my tongue around the head before moving to take as much of his hard cock as I could handle in my mouth. I hollowed my cheeks and began to suck. I had to hold his hips down to keep him from chocking me. I felt his hands move down to grab my hair roughly and push my head down.
If that was what he wanted, I would take it. I took a deep breath trying to suppress my gag reflex. I let him bob my head up and down as he thrusted forward; his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. I moved my newly freed hands to caress his balls.
Jude harshly tugged on my shaggy blond hair as his movement became frantic.
"Max...Oh my god Max!" was his only warning. I felt him tense as he released his seed down my throat. I swallowed what I could, but some dripped to the mattress below.
With a final lick, I let his limp cock fall from my mouth. Jude was panting as sweat dripped down his neck.
I moved to to lie next to him on the dirty sheets. I smiled softly before whispering into Jude's neck, "See, no big deal. Just a little help from a friend."
He turned towards me and smiled for the first time since Lucy left. It wasn't a big smile, but he was getting there.
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