Princesses Don't Like Whales [Jalex Standalone]
Title: Princesses Don't Like Whales [standalone]
Author: cnopbl (posted from writing LJ)
Pairing/band: Alex/Jack (All Time Low)
Rating: PG-13/M
Summary: "Oh come on, Alex." Jack whined, hiding his face into his boyfriend's sweatshirt. "Doctor Seaworld is not going to spy on our sex. He's got a girlfriend, you know. She's hot."
Warnings: ((If you got here by googling your name? Hit the back button.)) oh hai thar gay sex. oh hai thar bad mouths.
Notes: This story reeks of inside jokes (whales, Princess Gaskarth, everything else.) I'm really sorry if you don't get it.
"Dude."
"What?"
"That motherfucking whale is creeping me out."
Jack cast his gaze over to the stuffed whale on his bedside table. It had been a souvenir from his first trip to SeaWorld many a year ago. He carried it around with him on tour because it felt like home. He rolled his eyes and laughed.
"Why is Doctor Seaworld creeping you out, Al? He's just a whale." Jack laughed, ruffling his friend's hair before taking a seat next to him, resting his head on the older man's shoulder. Alex rolled his eyes and scooted away.
"I don't know. It's a freakin' creepy whale. You're moving it tonight."
"Oh come on, Alex." Jack whined, hiding his face into his boyfriend's sweatshirt. "Doctor Seaworld is not going to spy on our sex. He's got a girlfriend, you know. She's hot." He nodded knowingly, causing Alex to scoff once more and push him off. The younger man frowned, coming closer.
"Would you get off of me?" Alex winced, wiggling around so that Jack's new-found clingy grip came loose. "I don't want to be hung on right now."
"Is somebody a little upset because I won't move my whale?" Jack snickered, accompanied by a prompt 'shut up' from Alex. "You have whale issues."
"I do not have whale issues," Alex denied, picking himself up from the couch and stretching upwards. "I'm going to bed. Take as much time as you need to come with me."
"You're a jackass. Doctor Seaworld agrees. Don't you, S.W.?" Jack picked up the plush, bending its soft body to make it nod in agreement. Alex merely rolled his eyes again, peeling off his sweatshirt and throwing it at Jack before he retreated into their shared bedroom.
Jack sighed, shrugging Alex's discarded sweatshirt off of his frame. He stood up as well, hugging the whale close to his chest, as he followed his boyfriend in. He kicked off his shoes, crawling into bed next to Alex. He shook the boy gently to make sure he was still awake.
"Hey," He whispered, licking at Alex's ear. "I'm in the mood to do some bad things. Are you, Princess Gaskarth?" Alex giggled, and Jack could feel him shudder from the touch of Jack's tongue.
"Maybe," There was no hiding the giggle in Alex's voice. "I might be, Prince Barakat."
"Why are we calling each other Prince and Princess?"
"I don't know. You started it."
Within minutes they were at it, having gone from shameless ear fucking and kissing to full-on fucking, Alex's hands tangled so far into Jack's hair that his skull was pulsating. The thrusts were slow and painful. Jack liked to tease because he knew how it drove Alex crazy. Their mouths meshed together, battling with their tongues. Alex let a small moan escape from the bottom of his throat before his opened his eyes. He could barely see through the stars, his mind glazed over. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something.
"Jack," He moaned, hands losing their painful grip. "Jack, stop, please."
"Begging will get you nowhere, Gaskarth," Jack laughed, his giggles hiccup-y as he was alternating between panting and laughing.
"No, really," Alex wiggled, moaning out loud. "Stop. I need to you stop."
"I can't," Jack winced. "It feels too damn good. You're too damn good. I'm almost there. Come on," He pleaded, licking around Alex's mouth. "Are you afraid to come, Alex?"
"No," Alex sighed, sucking in a large breath. "I'm scared because..."
"Uh huh?"
"Because that motherfucking whale is staring at me!"
Jack tossed his head over his shoulder, and what did you know, the whale was sitting on the floor with its head turned in the direction of the bed. Without another word Jack pulled out, suspending himself above Alex by the arms, and began to laugh nearly to the point of hysteria. He couldn't get over the fear in Alex's eyes, staring back at that whale, his bright red cheeks shining with sweat under the moonlight pouring in from the hotel window.
"Holy god!" He squealed once his breath had come back, words coming back between laughs. "That's motherfucking hysterical! I didn't mean to do that, but... oh my GOD!" He rolled off of Alex and lay on his back next to him, clutching his pained stomach.
"This isn't funny!" Alex cried, smacking Jack's arm hard enough for the slap to echo across the room. "Move the fucking whale or you're not going to get to finish!" Jack sat up at that, frowning a bit, though the giggles were still in his voice.
"Why the hell are you so afraid of Doctor Seaworld? He's just a stuffed whale, Alex! He's not going to hurt you, babe," He kissed Alex's cheek gingerly. "Tell me why you're afraid of him and I'll move him." He cupped his boyfriend's face in his hands.
"Can't you just move him so I can orgasm in peace?" Alex moaned, scooting away once more, shaking his head to get Jack to let go. "Stop touching my face."
"Tell me why you're so afraid of my whale, admit!" He snickered again.
"You try having an orgasm with a whale staring at you!" The older shot back, smacking Jack's hands away. The younger pulled back with a hurt look on his face.
"Alex, come on. I just want to know so I can help you. I'm not gonna make fun of you or nothin'," He smiled. "I promise."
"Fine," Alex sighed deeply, folding his hands and placing them on his lap (suddenly he realized how he missed Jack's thighs on his, but he wasn't going to say anything) before continuing. "I was at SeaWorld once and I tapped Shamu's glass. He didn't like that. Came hurdling toward me while screaming that whale scream and splashed water all over me."
Jack blinked multiple times before enveloping his boyfriend in a hug.
"Aw, dude. That sucks," He sighed. "Technically, it was your fault, since you tapped the glass and all ---”
"You suck at pep talks," Alex interrupted, and Jack nodded.
"But really. I'll move the whale because I want you to be happy." He broke away and got up, taking up the whale in question and throwing him into a lone suitcase in the corner of the room. "There. Better, baby?"
Alex nodded, and Jack slipped back in next to him.
"Now. Can we get back to business?" He smiled eagerly. "I don't think I can wait much longer on this orgasm."
"My pleasure," Alex smiled, pulling him down on top of him.
----
As soon as they'd both finished, Jack rolled off, smiling drowsily up at the ceiling.
"Hey Alex?" He murmured.
"Mm?"
The loud imitation of a whale sent Jack straight back to the couch for the night, with the door locked and a very angry Alex Gaskarth behind it.
Author: cnopbl (posted from writing LJ)
Pairing/band: Alex/Jack (All Time Low)
Rating: PG-13/M
Summary: "Oh come on, Alex." Jack whined, hiding his face into his boyfriend's sweatshirt. "Doctor Seaworld is not going to spy on our sex. He's got a girlfriend, you know. She's hot."
Warnings: ((If you got here by googling your name? Hit the back button.)) oh hai thar gay sex. oh hai thar bad mouths.
Notes: This story reeks of inside jokes (whales, Princess Gaskarth, everything else.) I'm really sorry if you don't get it.
"Dude."
"What?"
"That motherfucking whale is creeping me out."
Jack cast his gaze over to the stuffed whale on his bedside table. It had been a souvenir from his first trip to SeaWorld many a year ago. He carried it around with him on tour because it felt like home. He rolled his eyes and laughed.
"Why is Doctor Seaworld creeping you out, Al? He's just a whale." Jack laughed, ruffling his friend's hair before taking a seat next to him, resting his head on the older man's shoulder. Alex rolled his eyes and scooted away.
"I don't know. It's a freakin' creepy whale. You're moving it tonight."
"Oh come on, Alex." Jack whined, hiding his face into his boyfriend's sweatshirt. "Doctor Seaworld is not going to spy on our sex. He's got a girlfriend, you know. She's hot." He nodded knowingly, causing Alex to scoff once more and push him off. The younger man frowned, coming closer.
"Would you get off of me?" Alex winced, wiggling around so that Jack's new-found clingy grip came loose. "I don't want to be hung on right now."
"Is somebody a little upset because I won't move my whale?" Jack snickered, accompanied by a prompt 'shut up' from Alex. "You have whale issues."
"I do not have whale issues," Alex denied, picking himself up from the couch and stretching upwards. "I'm going to bed. Take as much time as you need to come with me."
"You're a jackass. Doctor Seaworld agrees. Don't you, S.W.?" Jack picked up the plush, bending its soft body to make it nod in agreement. Alex merely rolled his eyes again, peeling off his sweatshirt and throwing it at Jack before he retreated into their shared bedroom.
Jack sighed, shrugging Alex's discarded sweatshirt off of his frame. He stood up as well, hugging the whale close to his chest, as he followed his boyfriend in. He kicked off his shoes, crawling into bed next to Alex. He shook the boy gently to make sure he was still awake.
"Hey," He whispered, licking at Alex's ear. "I'm in the mood to do some bad things. Are you, Princess Gaskarth?" Alex giggled, and Jack could feel him shudder from the touch of Jack's tongue.
"Maybe," There was no hiding the giggle in Alex's voice. "I might be, Prince Barakat."
"Why are we calling each other Prince and Princess?"
"I don't know. You started it."
Within minutes they were at it, having gone from shameless ear fucking and kissing to full-on fucking, Alex's hands tangled so far into Jack's hair that his skull was pulsating. The thrusts were slow and painful. Jack liked to tease because he knew how it drove Alex crazy. Their mouths meshed together, battling with their tongues. Alex let a small moan escape from the bottom of his throat before his opened his eyes. He could barely see through the stars, his mind glazed over. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something.
"Jack," He moaned, hands losing their painful grip. "Jack, stop, please."
"Begging will get you nowhere, Gaskarth," Jack laughed, his giggles hiccup-y as he was alternating between panting and laughing.
"No, really," Alex wiggled, moaning out loud. "Stop. I need to you stop."
"I can't," Jack winced. "It feels too damn good. You're too damn good. I'm almost there. Come on," He pleaded, licking around Alex's mouth. "Are you afraid to come, Alex?"
"No," Alex sighed, sucking in a large breath. "I'm scared because..."
"Uh huh?"
"Because that motherfucking whale is staring at me!"
Jack tossed his head over his shoulder, and what did you know, the whale was sitting on the floor with its head turned in the direction of the bed. Without another word Jack pulled out, suspending himself above Alex by the arms, and began to laugh nearly to the point of hysteria. He couldn't get over the fear in Alex's eyes, staring back at that whale, his bright red cheeks shining with sweat under the moonlight pouring in from the hotel window.
"Holy god!" He squealed once his breath had come back, words coming back between laughs. "That's motherfucking hysterical! I didn't mean to do that, but... oh my GOD!" He rolled off of Alex and lay on his back next to him, clutching his pained stomach.
"This isn't funny!" Alex cried, smacking Jack's arm hard enough for the slap to echo across the room. "Move the fucking whale or you're not going to get to finish!" Jack sat up at that, frowning a bit, though the giggles were still in his voice.
"Why the hell are you so afraid of Doctor Seaworld? He's just a stuffed whale, Alex! He's not going to hurt you, babe," He kissed Alex's cheek gingerly. "Tell me why you're afraid of him and I'll move him." He cupped his boyfriend's face in his hands.
"Can't you just move him so I can orgasm in peace?" Alex moaned, scooting away once more, shaking his head to get Jack to let go. "Stop touching my face."
"Tell me why you're so afraid of my whale, admit!" He snickered again.
"You try having an orgasm with a whale staring at you!" The older shot back, smacking Jack's hands away. The younger pulled back with a hurt look on his face.
"Alex, come on. I just want to know so I can help you. I'm not gonna make fun of you or nothin'," He smiled. "I promise."
"Fine," Alex sighed deeply, folding his hands and placing them on his lap (suddenly he realized how he missed Jack's thighs on his, but he wasn't going to say anything) before continuing. "I was at SeaWorld once and I tapped Shamu's glass. He didn't like that. Came hurdling toward me while screaming that whale scream and splashed water all over me."
Jack blinked multiple times before enveloping his boyfriend in a hug.
"Aw, dude. That sucks," He sighed. "Technically, it was your fault, since you tapped the glass and all ---”
"You suck at pep talks," Alex interrupted, and Jack nodded.
"But really. I'll move the whale because I want you to be happy." He broke away and got up, taking up the whale in question and throwing him into a lone suitcase in the corner of the room. "There. Better, baby?"
Alex nodded, and Jack slipped back in next to him.
"Now. Can we get back to business?" He smiled eagerly. "I don't think I can wait much longer on this orgasm."
"My pleasure," Alex smiled, pulling him down on top of him.
----
As soon as they'd both finished, Jack rolled off, smiling drowsily up at the ceiling.
"Hey Alex?" He murmured.
"Mm?"
The loud imitation of a whale sent Jack straight back to the couch for the night, with the door locked and a very angry Alex Gaskarth behind it.