I'm Ready (one-shot)
Title: I’m Ready (S/A)
Author: daydream4way
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,571
POV: 2nd person POV (Alex). Thought I'd try my hand at a different writing style.
Summary: Alex loses his virginity to Jack.
You're naked. Jack's naked. It's the first time in your life you've ever been naked in the same room as another guy, and of course, that's fucking hot, but it's also fucking scary. He's not a virgin like you are. He's had loads of experience before, and although you can't fault him for it, it still makes you crazyinsanejealous. You're breathing heavy, and so is he, and you're pretty sure you've moaned a few times too. You've never felt this way before, and that's not just because you're a virgin (you know your body pretty well) it's because there's chemistry here, raw passion, love even, and as terrifying as that is, it’s also intoxicating. His lips are crushed to yours, and you can clearly feel his hardness against your bare thigh, and you have to struggle to not come at the mere thought that you're the one who's done this to him. And of course, he's done the same to you; your crotch is aching with anticipation of what’s going to happen here tonight.
Jack’s hand finds its way to your cock, and you're shocked at how different it feels to have someone else touch it. How right. It's like your cock was meant for only him. As he quickens the pace, as amazing as it feels, you have to stop him. You know you won't be able to last very long if he keeps this up. You tell him that you're close, and he tells you that's okay; he wants you to come. After another long passionate kiss, he moves down to your crotch and just like that, he takes you in his mouth. And it's like nothing you've ever felt in your entire life. It's like everything you've done up to this moment was just kids stuff in comparison. You could never do to yourself what he's doing to you now, and although that should be a disappointing thought, it isn't. It just reaffirms your romantic suspicion that you belong together. You belong to him.
You tell him you're about to come and he just nods. What does that mean? Are you supposed to just let go? Does he want to swallow it? You're so inexperienced, and you don't want to do anything wrong. But he's not showing any signs of hesitation, and you can't hold it in any longer, so you let go.
"Mmm, Alex. You taste so good." Jack says, his voice slightly hoarse.
You taste good. What does he mean by that? Do you taste better in comparison to other people? All you can manage to say is thanks, which makes you feel like a complete loser. In an effort to mask your nervousness, you reach down and grab his cock, which feels so much different than yours. Yours is a bit shorter, thicker, familiar. You wonder how something so big is supposed to fit inside you, and the thought makes you tense up a bit.
"Hey, Alex. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. We're only going to go as far as you feel comfortable with." But this is Jack, your best friend, the man that you’ve spent years madly in love with. Of course you’re comfortable with him. Of course, you’re terrified too.
It's like he can read your mind, and that's a little scary, but comforting too. He knows you. The real you. And he loves you despite your flaws. And you love him. And you think it's about time you show him how much.
You've never given a blow job before, and up until five minutes ago you'd never gotten one either, but you've seen some porn, and you seem to be doing okay with it. It's not really anything like eating a banana, or sucking on a popsicle, and you have to remember not to read that terrible magazine your mom leaves lying around anymore. Your head is bobbing up and down in a way you imagine must look totally ridiculous, but you don't care. He's moaning quite loudly, and every once in a while he mumbles your name, and it's enough to make you hard all over again.
"Alex, wait. I... If I come now, I won't be able to... I'm not sure if you wanted to try... Is this all we're going to do tonight?"
And even though his question makes absolutely no sense, it makes sense to you. He's telling you that if he comes now he won’t be able to have sex with you. And of course, that was your plan for tonight. But now you're starting to have doubts. It's going to hurt. You're sure of that. But it's also probably going to feel amazing. You've fingered yourself a few times, and you know how mindblowing it is when you hit that spot, and you really want to experience that with him. And you know he wants it too. As vulnerable as you're feeling, you know it's okay. So you tell him no, this isn't as far as you want to go tonight. You want to go all the way.
He grabs a condom out of his bag and sheaths himself and you're still a bit hesitant because he's quite large and there's no way it's going to fit inside you. It can't possibly. Can it?
He crawls his way towards you on the bed, and positions your legs on his shoulders, and for a minute you think he's just going to ram himself in you, and you're about to call the whole thing off when one of his finger presses inside you. He curls it upwards, and places a kiss on your thigh.
"So tight Alex. You're so tight. Try to relax. We're going to take it slow, okay?"
You nod, and try to relax, and before you know it he's pressing another finger inside with you, and although it burns a little, it also feels amazing when he curls them upwards. It's not a new feeling, you've done this to yourself countless times, but having someone else do it is amazing. It's like getting your hair washed at the hairdresser; ten times better than doing it yourself. Oh god, did you just compare getting fingered to getting your hair washed? Before you even have a chance to tell yourself how lame that is, he presses a third finger in, and he's vigorously working them inside you.
"Slow, huh?" You ask him.
"Oh god, sorry Alex. Is it too much?"
"No. It's perfect. But I think... I'm ready."
"Ready ready?"
You nod. His eyes are fixed on yours and he's lining himself up, teasing your hole with his head. Half of you is begging him to enter, the other half is scared. He asks you if you're sure, and you laugh. How many times do you have to tell him you want him?
"Yes."
He pushes the tip in just a little at first, and the sensation is amazing. Painful as hell, but amazing. After everything you've been through, you're finally at this moment, and it feels incredible.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm not going to break. God... just do it."
"Do what exactly?"
"Fuck me."
He thrusts into you with so much force you move up the bed a few inches, and you almost regret asking him to fuck you. Did you really just say that outloud? Since when was fuck a word you used? As he pulls out and thrusts in again, you can't help but moan. You hope no one is around to hear the noises you've both been making. His pace quickens, and your own cock starts to ache from neglect, and you reach down to touch yourself but he swipes your hand away and starts a steady rhythm on your cock, and you have no idea where to put your hands so you settle on in his neck because this gives you the leverage you need to pull his head towards you for a kiss.
And what a kiss it is. You've had passionate kisses before, but something about being so entangled in each other's bodies makes this kiss the best you've ever had. His rhythm quickens, both in you and on your cock, and you wonder if this means he is close, because God knows you are.
"Alex... nghhh... so close. Are you?"
"Mmm... fuck. Yes. Fuck. Feels so gooood. Jack. Yes. Closeeee."
And he thrusts in a few more times, and you hear his cries of release, and seconds later you're spraying all over your chest and the bed and him, and you hope he doesn't mind. Fuck. He looks so hot covered in your mess, and you think to yourself, when did you get so dirty minded?
"God Alex, that was amazing."
You can't help but smile. You never knew it could be like this, and you're so satisfied, and so unbelievably fucking happy. You lean in for a kiss, and wonder what happens next. Are you supposed to take a shower? Grab some kleenex? Your inexperience is starting to show again, but it's okay. It's okay that he was your first because you couldn't imagine doing this with anyone else. Ever. You're wondering if you should say something. What is there to say? The silence is extremely awkward, which it really shouldn't be considering what just transpired, but nonetheless it needs to be broken. Luckily, he's the first to break it;
"I love you."
A/N: I thought I'd try my hand at a different writing style. I think I'm trying to work my way into first person. How did you like this slightly awkwardly written fluffy smut? Comments are my life source.
A/N2: I've started a new Jalex (mini) chaptered fic which should be posted within the next few days, so watch out for that!