I'll Live For You Because You Died For Me - 3/4
Title: I'll Live For You Because You Died For Me - 3/4
Author: Myself, earthtocleo, and the fantastic willowbarakitty.
Rating: NC-17 overall. This one's NC-17.
Pairing: Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth
Summary: Jack is left shattered after his first true love contracts a fatal disease and passes away. But is he really gone forever?
Warnings: Talk of death. Cursing.
Disclaimer: If we owned them, do you really think we'd be writing stories?! Title credit to... well, some girl who had it tattooed across her clavicle.
Dedications: willow herself, for me not posting this on time. xx
A/N: so. ALL TIME LOW IN... 8 DAYS. *SQUEALS* god im so excited. share your stories of gigs with me! hope you like this chapter. smutty smutty smut smut. ;)
Masterpost
Jack nuzzles his nose a little more into his ex-boyfriends neck and sighs, he hates not being able to touch him- he hates how he can't feel his hair running through his fingers; hates how when they press their lips together all he gets is a tiny tingle, nothing solid. It was a horrible feeling because it made Jack realise that Alex was gone. Well, was dead.
"I wish we could be together forever," he whispers into his neck, fingers holding onto Alex's shirt. He looks to him with big eyes.
The older bites his lip a little. "Well, we could, but it involves you..." he stops himself. He doesn't even want to suggest something like that to his gorgeous ex-boyfriend.
Jack looks at him a little confused before starting to whine to him. "Involves me doing what? What is it, Lex? Can we be together? Come on"- at this point he pouted and did puppy dog eyes -"what is it?"
The blond doesn't reply to the questions but at the most adorable pout ever he blurts out the reply that Jack had been pestering for for the last three or four minutes. "You'd have to die. You'd have to give up everything to be with me! And then, even if you did choose me, you might not even get to go with me! You could be sent to Hell!" he squeaks nervously. He pushes a hand nervously through his golden hair.
That shut the younger up. His jaw had dropped to the floor, and his eyes were big. He wasn't expecting that- who would be? He looks up into the honey brown eyes that were bright compared to the pale white skin that was surrounding them.
"Would you really want to give up everything you had for me?" whispers the ghost, fingers brushing over Jacks as he looks at him. He looks sad that they're having this conversation, but they need to and he knows that.
Silence. That's the younger's reply.
"...can you come back as a human...?" whispers Jack, curiously.
"Well, only for a while-"
"Please, Alex? Please? For me?" The younger interrupted, eyes blown wide. He'd do anything to have Alex back in his arms.
"I don't know, Jacky. What if your fiancée comes back or-"
"Lex, you really think that slut is coming back any time soon?"
Alex grinned sheepishly, and nudges Jack gently to get him to stand up. He does so, and Alex moves around so he's standing a metre or so away from the younger.
"Hang on two seconds," he says, and in a flash, swirls of white clouds flood the living room, surrounding him. Jack seems entranced as Alex disappears into the smoke, it all soon vanishing as fast as it appeared.
For one split second, Jack thought Alex had got up and left him, seemingly unpleased with him after six months apart. But then, a blindingly bright beam of light filled the room, Jack cowering away with fear. It faded away, leaving the most perfect man, human being, Jack had ever laid eyes on. He was in a purple & white checkered shirt, and blue skinny jeans. Purple VANS clad feet shifted nervously as Jack stared at the man, eyes welling with tears.
"A-Alex," he whimpered, choking on a sob.
Alex held out his arms, smiling broadly as Jack ran into them, his tears soaking into the elder's shirt.
"Shh, it's okay Jack-o. I'm here now," he whispered, afraid that if he spoke any louder, he'd ruin the perfect moment.
Jack looked up, eyes glossy, but trained to plump lips. He pressed his own to them softly, arms twining around Alex's neck. Alex gasped against Jack's mouth, the fireworks that he'd been longing for returning with that sense of love he had missed so. He rested his hands on Jack's girlish hips, and ran his tongue across the younger's bottom lip, entry instantly granted.
The electricity that bounded from the kiss was insane, it was perfect and just how they remembered it to be. Jack's fingers lift up to tangle in the shorter man's hair, it was there, he could feel it and it was so perfect. He grins into the kiss, fingers tugging slightly on the mess of blond-gold hair that he loved and had missed so much.
Alex felt like he was flying. Before, there was just that small tingle whenever he came into contact with Jack. Now, it felt like every inch of his skin was on fire, yearning for more. His nails dug into Jack's hips through his t-shirt as the burning passion shot through him.
A gasp fell through Jack's mouth as he felt the short nails stubbing into his hips- he had missed it so much. He pushed Alex back a little further and had him against the wall. So this way he could touch everything, feel Alex's skinny hips against his but it was amazing. "I love you, Alex," he reminds him in a whisper after pulling back slightly.
"I love you too, babe," Alex replied, grin the size of the moon as their foreheads rested together. He shifted his hips slightly, biting his lip at his little problem.
Jack smirks a little at the 'problem' of Alex's that was pressing up against his thigh. He chooses not to say anything smart, as he ruts his hips back into Alex's. Jack smiles a little at the moan that fell through his boyfriend's lips, it was beautiful, and he had missed it so much. He presses his lips to Alex's sweet spot; of course he remembered that it was on the edge of his skull tattoo.
Alex couldn't help the whimper that escaped him as Jack formed a suction with his lips over the area of skin that drove him crazy. He writhed on the spot, tilting his head to the side to give Jack better access to his neck.
Jack grinned at the little whimper and nibbled a little on the spot that got Alex to a writhing mess. "Baby..." he whispers with a small smirk on his face, hand moving down to cup his boner that was pressing into his thigh- "is this for me?" he purrs in a slow voice.
"J-Jack, don't f-fucking tease me, you p-prick," Alex groaned in reply, pulling Jack closer to him, so his hand was trapped between them, successfully eliciting a moan from both men. Alex regained his composure slightly, moving his hands to Jack's ass, and giving it a quick squeeze before murmuring in his ear, "I think we should move this to the bedroom, don't you?"
Jack just lets out a moan in reply to his gorgeous boyfriend, hand giving him a little squeeze before he led them to the suitable downstairs bedroom that was coloured red and black -the colours Alex had chosen- and the double bed was almost screaming for the two of them. Jack pushes Alex gently down onto the soft bed and kisses his soft lips, gently.
Alex wasn't really in the mood for 'soft', as he knew himself that he didn't have long like this with Jack. He grabbed onto the collar of his shirt and pulled him on top of him on the bed, one leg either side of his own. He forced his tongue into Jack's mouth, revelling in the feeling of the warm, wet muscle against his own. He gave another sharp tug at the material in his hands, indicating to the younger that he wanted it off.
Jack moans into the kiss and pulls his shirt off, lips only separating for a few seconds before he pushes their lips into a hungry kiss again. His fingers work on undoing the purple flannel shirt, wanting to see Alex's perfectly sculpted chest again; when the useless item of clothing was discarded off, the younger grins and starts his mission. He presses kisses down his lovers jaw; neck and eventually down his chest before looking back to him.
Alex is a panting, moaning, writing mess at this point, just small actions such as kissing getting his feathers all ruffled. Jack's looking up at him with the sexiest, shit-eating grin he's ever seen, and before he can say anything in remark to it, Jack was going all the way down on him, lips not halting until he all of Alex's length inside of his mouth. Alex was in such a high state of euphoria, he thought it should be illegal. His hips rutted up off of the bed on their own accord, Jack having to hold them down as he began bobbing his head.
Jack swipes his tongue up the underside of Alex's cock, hand holding the part of Alex's cock he couldn't fit in his mouth. He feels a little bit of pre-cum leaking into his mouth as he swirls his tongue over the head of Alex's hard length. He had missed being so intimate with Alex, he had missed this so fucking much.
Alex let out a strangled groan as Jack deep-throated him once more, marvelling at the fact that he didn't gag once. His hand found his way to the mop of jet black hair, and tugged on it tightly, other hand roaming up his own body, tweaking at one of his nipples. He pushed Jack's head down, and pulled it back up, controlling the pace himself. He was the one in charge here.
Jack kept going, taking in breaths through his nose when needed. His hands wondered over Alex's thighs, letting one stop over his balls, and roll them between his fingers softly, causing Alex to moan throatily.
Alex knew that he probably wouldn't last much longer, and he decided to settle with the answer being because of the lack of sexual contact in the past six months. Yeah, that was definitely it. He tugged at Jack's hair repeatedly, making the younger raise his head, and remove his lips from Alex's dick. They locked eyes, sharing that same longing look, before Alex felt to the side of him, opening the drawer of the end table. He rummaged around, before retrieving the items he needed. "You never moved these?" He asked, smiling at Jack.
Jack blushes a little and shakes his head, in a no. He doesn't feel like he can speak when his breath is as choppy as this- his fingers are still drawing little lines on Alex's skinny thighs and he feels like this is right. "Nuh-uh..." he mumbles after a while. He fixes his position so he's almost face to face with Alex. A small smile on his face as his boyfriend rips open the little condom packet with his teeth.
Alex rolls the latex on himself, and flips them over, uncapping the small bottle of lube he remembers as the same one they used when he took Jack's virginity. He pours a generous amount on three of his fingers, before spreading Jack's legs, and pressing the tip of his middle finger to his lover's entrance. He watched as Jack squirmed, wriggling down onto the digit, trying to get moremoremore. A dirty smirk found its way onto Alex's face, as he forced the finger into Jack straight away.
Jack lets out a small gasp, the intrusion was of course welcome though. He grinds his hips down to try and get the long finger deeper and deeper- he moaned a little more because it had just been so long since he had this. He felt his muscles tighten around Alex's next long finger pushing its way in. So much teasing...
Alex couldn't grasp the sight before him. It'd been so long since he'd felt this sense of love, and passion. He'd missed the intensity of being with Jack more than anything. He thrust his fingers into Jack over and over, trying to find that perfect spot... The scream emitted from the younger signalled he was successful.
When Alex hit his prostate Jack was a moaning, writhing mess. He wanted more, though. He needed Alex inside of him- not just fingers he needed more. He whimpers a little when Alex pulls the lubed fingers out, getting that empty feeling almost immediately. "Mhmph. A-alex..." he whimpers, his tone was begging.
Alex grinned seductively. "What d'you want baby?" He asked innocently, though he knew the answer was fairly obvious. He gave a particularly sharp jab to the younger's bundle of nerves, forcing him to open his eyes -when did he close them?- and stare at him pleadingly.
"You-o..." he gasped out, "inside... Of... Me..." he pants out, sweat trickling down his brow. The fingers completely stopped them and Jack was whimpering again- why was Alex being such a cock-tease? He just needed him in.
Alex leant down to Jack's ear, and whispered, "Why should I?" His fingers punctuated the I with another jab to his prostate, causing him to moan loudly.
He doesn't answer- he can't get his breathing right and the moans that kept falling from his mouth somewhat prevented being able to talk like a human being. "Mhmph..." he tries to speak. But he's a writhing, wriggling mess under Alex's control- why wouldn't he want to seal the deal?
In all honestly, Alex was bricking it. He'd been dead for six months, god dammit. Jack could've moved on, become accustom to fucking some bird instead of giving himself up. He let a small smile settle on his lips, and he pressed a kiss to the skin just below Jack's ear. He withdrew his fingers, causing the younger to whine in protest, but he ignored it. He grabbed the lube, and spread some onto his shockingly hard length, his eyes fluttering at the contact. He hooked one of Jack's legs over his shoulder, and leant down so their foreheads pressed together again. "You ready?"
Jack nods eagerly, well, as eagerly as you can when you're about to fucking explode "Mhm..." is all he can get out; "Born ready-y," he adds with a small smirk- since that is exactly what Alex had said when they switched it around one time so Alex was taking: he got a little harder at the image of Alex writhing under him. He moans.
Alex presses the head of his dick to Jack's entrance, eyes rolling back in pleasure as the warm, tight feeling slowly encases his length.
Alex is bigger than he remembers, he winces a little at the bigger intrusion but he can still feel the moan exploding through his mouth- he had always been nicknamed the Moan King. Not that he minded; he liked being called that- Alex had always liked that name. "Baby..." he whimpers, eyes rolling back slightly
"M-me too..." he adds with a small smile. It was still pretty painful; he had been used to it before when they would do this every other night but after six months? The pain was back again. No matter how much of his own fingers he used instead of jacking off- it was never the same. His eyelids flutter: "r-ready," he breathes.
Alex pulls out, and slowly pushes back in, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood at the sensation. He repeats the action, over and over, watching as Jack's face fades from screwed up in pain, to jaw hanging open in ecstasy. His thrusts sped up, spurred on by the soft uh uh uh noises falling from his ex-boyfriend's lips. He let his hands tangle in his hair as he increased the pace further.
The feeling was great, yes, course it was. But Alex was still to hit the bundle of nerves that would get him to go completely crazy. He was giving sloppy thrusts back but was in almost too much ecstasy to care about making his thrusts perfect. His fingers were moving to holding his dripping cock.
Alex's own thrusts began to get messy, orgasm approaching. He couldn't give a shit that it had been too quick, that they should've taken their time. Alex had been dreaming about having Jack back for longer than he can remember. And now he had him. He nudged Jack's hand away with his own, and replaced it on his dick, pumping him with a speed that would surely send him over the edge in seconds-Alex remembered how Jack liked it, he'd never forget-creating moans from deep within the younger. Alex could tell he was pretty damn close.
Jack could see fucking white, stars were bubbling his vision and he could feel the burning in his stomach start to increase when Alex started to work his hands along his hard length- moans are shattering out of his mouth making him live up to the Moan King name, not that he gave a shit. On the last jab to his prostate he thought he was going to lose it.
Alex couldn't prevent the inevitable. His hips stuttered, breath coming out in sharp pants and his toes curling. He gasped out what sounded like a strained version of Jack's name, filling the latex with his seed. He collapsed onto Jack heavily, still managing to keep his hand moving.
Jack came soon after, whimpering out Alex's name as his fingers clawed loosely on Alex's back. He had never had an orgasm so great, not his first time, not anything- this was the most perfect thing he had ever felt in his life. He pushes Alex's sweaty hair from his eyes subconsciously as he tries to calm his breathing down.
Alex smiled lazily, lifting his head up slightly. "That, was..."
"...Fucking amazing?" Jack offered, smirking slightly, facial muscles too tired to do a full blown one.
"Yeah," was all Alex muttered, rolling off of the other, throwing the used condom in the bin beside the bed, and curling up against Jack.
Jack got that sudden empty feeling but he just get's comfortable with Alex's arms wrapped around his middle and his gorgeous ex-boyfriends nose tucked into his neck; occasionally giving soft little pecks.
"Will you be here in the mornin'...?" he mumbles sleepily, turning his head slightly to catch the golden brown eyes that were half closed.
The blond nods his head sleepily, eyes almost shutting. "Course, babe. I promise," he mumbles pressing a lazy kiss to the ebony haired boys' lips; they'd been asking for it.
With that confirmation the younger grins and snuggles back into his chest, whispers a quiet: "Yes."
Which leaves the blond confused. "Yes... what?" he asks softly, raising an eyebrow at the younger of the two who had the cutest sleepy smile on his face ever.
"Yes I'd give up everything I have to be with you." and with that, the younger snuggles back to a grinning Alex and falls to a deep sleep.
When he wakes in the morning the bed is cold and he starts to feel a little used as he turns over to see that Alex definitely was not sitting there naked and watching him- haha, what an obscene idea. He was hurt because he had promised that he would be there in the morning and he kind of started blaming himself for doing something 'wrong'.
When he runs a hand through his hair he hears and feels a bit of paper- his hopes got slightly up. He picks up the little yellow paper and read it:
Jacky,
I'm sorry for not being there when you woke but I had to go back.
I'm going to come back in three days for your decision.
I love you, so much.
- Alexander <3
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