Sloth (s/a)
Title: 7 Deadly Sins: Sloth
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Jalex
Summary: “You're so messy! I mean, we're all messy but at least we can tidy up after ourselves. Your shit is everywhere, and you're too lazy to fucking clean it up!”
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dedications: Dedicated to xyoungandnative and stayawakeanya for reading this through for me, you guys are awesome :3
Author Notes: THIS WAS NOT MEANT TO BE AS SEXUAL AS IT IS. This is what happens when I plan out fics half-distracted, it just turns to sexy flirting and teasing. Oops. Anyway, this is part 4 of a 7-part series involving the 7 deadly sins, there's only 2 left before lust! ;) Oh, and another thing... I co-run alltimefanfiction and I was wondering if anyone would want to co-run it with us? :3
The sound of yelling from the front of the bus wakes Alex up from a deep sleep, and he grumbles upon realising that it's Jack goofing off again. Not that he usually minded, but Alex had stayed out late last night at a bar and he really just wanted to sleep.
With a tired stretch and a groan he pushes himself out of his bunk, stumbling towards the front lounge when he almost trips on something on the ground at his feet. Glaring down at the offending object, he realises it's one of Jack's shirts. Of course it is.
Jack always leaves his shit around, he's too damn lazy to tidy up after himself! Alex bends down to pick up the shirt, balling it up in his fist as he marches towards the front where Jack is still yelling about nothing.
“And then he was like, 'That's not my dog!'”
Laughter erupts from everyone around the room, everyone except for Alex who is glaring at Jack.
“What's up, bro?” Vinny asks, lightly punching Alex's shoulder as he walks past him to the kitchen area.
Alex throws the shirt at Jack childishly and it lands on his head, blocking his view. Of course, Jack being Jack who was bouncing around, trips over Rian's foot and promptly faceplants the floor. Alex can't help but to laugh at the sight of his lanky best friend fall over, despite previously being mad at him.
“Hey fuck you! I don't laugh when you do something stupid.” Jack cries, lifting his head up to glare at the giggling man, and then he pushes himself off the floor with a huff.
Alex - who is still laughing - doesn't notice Jack advancing towards him, so he stumbles backwards when the taller of the two pushes on his chest. Alex quickly stops laughing, at glares at his best friend.
“I'm still mad at you.”
Jack gives a look of mock outrage, “Why?!”
“You're so messy! I mean, we're all messy but at least we can tidy up after ourselves. Your shit is everywhere, and you're too lazy to fucking clean it up!”
“Oh right,” Jack frowns, “I didn't know it was such a problem. I'll go clean up a bit, alright?”
Alex just nods, “Yeah.” and Jack shuffles past him to go to the bunk area.
Looking back at the room, and seeing everyone just hanging around and watching TV, Alex decides to follow Jack. He'd much rather be sitting in his bunk and bothering Jack (because although he moaned at Jack for being lazy, that doesn't mean he can't annoy the man while he cleans up, does it?) then sitting around doing nothing with the others. Yeah, he'd much rather spend time with Jack.
Turning around and walking back into the bunk area, and shutting the door behind him, Alex has to double take at the sight in front of him.
Jack is bent over, picking up his clothes from the floor, giving Alex a full view of his ass. And damn, Alex thinks, those jeans make his ass look amazing. Alex's jeans tighten, and he swallows awkwardly at the feeling.
Now he's faced with a problem; either Jack is going to stand up and see his boner and make a joke about it and Alex will feel like an idiot, or he can try and get past him to the back lounge, but the bunk area is really small. He can't go back to the front lounge because, yeah, the first part.
Alex sighs, opting to take the second option. He isn't sure if Jack is even aware he's behind him, so he sidles past him quietly, trying not to touch him when fuck, Alex's crotch brushes against Jack's ass.
His eyes fly wide as Jack straightens up, turning round with an eyebrow raised to face the blushing singer.
“Uh- I...” Alex stumbles, his cheeks flaming red. His chagrined expression soon turns to one of confusion when Jack smirks and steps closer, effectively trapping the older man between his body and the wall.
“I can feel that, Alexander.” He says teasingly, glancing down quickly to Alex's crotch.
Alex isn't sure if Jack is being serious or just messing with him, so he decides to play along. Smirking, he leans forwards, his lips mere inches from Jack's ear.
“Want to feel it inside you?” He says half-serious, because he really thinks Jack is hot, but they always joke like this so Jack probably isn't going to take it seriously.
Jack just smirks, “The other way round, honey.” and then he's pressing his crotch to Alex's, grinding slow, torturous circles that has Alex throwing his head back against the wall and moaning loudly.
“You moan like a whore.” Jack giggles devilishly, continuing his movements against the other man's crotch.
“Fuck o-off.” Alex groans, his eyes squeezed shut.
And then suddenly Jack steps away, letting a short laugh pass through his lips before he winks at Alex and saunters off to the front of the bus, leaving Alex whining from the lack of contact and his now raging boner.
“What the fuck?! What about my, uh, problem?” Alex cries after the retreating man, who doesn't even turn around to reply.
“I'll take care of it later!” Jack yells over his shoulder, smirking to himself.
Alex growls under his breath, but before he could do it anything about it Flyzik was yelling something about soundcheck.
And now Alex was stuck with a boner that Jack couldn't be bothered to do anything about. That lazy fuck.
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Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Jalex
Summary: “You're so messy! I mean, we're all messy but at least we can tidy up after ourselves. Your shit is everywhere, and you're too lazy to fucking clean it up!”
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dedications: Dedicated to xyoungandnative and stayawakeanya for reading this through for me, you guys are awesome :3
Author Notes: THIS WAS NOT MEANT TO BE AS SEXUAL AS IT IS. This is what happens when I plan out fics half-distracted, it just turns to sexy flirting and teasing. Oops. Anyway, this is part 4 of a 7-part series involving the 7 deadly sins, there's only 2 left before lust! ;) Oh, and another thing... I co-run alltimefanfiction and I was wondering if anyone would want to co-run it with us? :3
The sound of yelling from the front of the bus wakes Alex up from a deep sleep, and he grumbles upon realising that it's Jack goofing off again. Not that he usually minded, but Alex had stayed out late last night at a bar and he really just wanted to sleep.
With a tired stretch and a groan he pushes himself out of his bunk, stumbling towards the front lounge when he almost trips on something on the ground at his feet. Glaring down at the offending object, he realises it's one of Jack's shirts. Of course it is.
Jack always leaves his shit around, he's too damn lazy to tidy up after himself! Alex bends down to pick up the shirt, balling it up in his fist as he marches towards the front where Jack is still yelling about nothing.
“And then he was like, 'That's not my dog!'”
Laughter erupts from everyone around the room, everyone except for Alex who is glaring at Jack.
“What's up, bro?” Vinny asks, lightly punching Alex's shoulder as he walks past him to the kitchen area.
Alex throws the shirt at Jack childishly and it lands on his head, blocking his view. Of course, Jack being Jack who was bouncing around, trips over Rian's foot and promptly faceplants the floor. Alex can't help but to laugh at the sight of his lanky best friend fall over, despite previously being mad at him.
“Hey fuck you! I don't laugh when you do something stupid.” Jack cries, lifting his head up to glare at the giggling man, and then he pushes himself off the floor with a huff.
Alex - who is still laughing - doesn't notice Jack advancing towards him, so he stumbles backwards when the taller of the two pushes on his chest. Alex quickly stops laughing, at glares at his best friend.
“I'm still mad at you.”
Jack gives a look of mock outrage, “Why?!”
“You're so messy! I mean, we're all messy but at least we can tidy up after ourselves. Your shit is everywhere, and you're too lazy to fucking clean it up!”
“Oh right,” Jack frowns, “I didn't know it was such a problem. I'll go clean up a bit, alright?”
Alex just nods, “Yeah.” and Jack shuffles past him to go to the bunk area.
Looking back at the room, and seeing everyone just hanging around and watching TV, Alex decides to follow Jack. He'd much rather be sitting in his bunk and bothering Jack (because although he moaned at Jack for being lazy, that doesn't mean he can't annoy the man while he cleans up, does it?) then sitting around doing nothing with the others. Yeah, he'd much rather spend time with Jack.
Turning around and walking back into the bunk area, and shutting the door behind him, Alex has to double take at the sight in front of him.
Jack is bent over, picking up his clothes from the floor, giving Alex a full view of his ass. And damn, Alex thinks, those jeans make his ass look amazing. Alex's jeans tighten, and he swallows awkwardly at the feeling.
Now he's faced with a problem; either Jack is going to stand up and see his boner and make a joke about it and Alex will feel like an idiot, or he can try and get past him to the back lounge, but the bunk area is really small. He can't go back to the front lounge because, yeah, the first part.
Alex sighs, opting to take the second option. He isn't sure if Jack is even aware he's behind him, so he sidles past him quietly, trying not to touch him when fuck, Alex's crotch brushes against Jack's ass.
His eyes fly wide as Jack straightens up, turning round with an eyebrow raised to face the blushing singer.
“Uh- I...” Alex stumbles, his cheeks flaming red. His chagrined expression soon turns to one of confusion when Jack smirks and steps closer, effectively trapping the older man between his body and the wall.
“I can feel that, Alexander.” He says teasingly, glancing down quickly to Alex's crotch.
Alex isn't sure if Jack is being serious or just messing with him, so he decides to play along. Smirking, he leans forwards, his lips mere inches from Jack's ear.
“Want to feel it inside you?” He says half-serious, because he really thinks Jack is hot, but they always joke like this so Jack probably isn't going to take it seriously.
Jack just smirks, “The other way round, honey.” and then he's pressing his crotch to Alex's, grinding slow, torturous circles that has Alex throwing his head back against the wall and moaning loudly.
“You moan like a whore.” Jack giggles devilishly, continuing his movements against the other man's crotch.
“Fuck o-off.” Alex groans, his eyes squeezed shut.
And then suddenly Jack steps away, letting a short laugh pass through his lips before he winks at Alex and saunters off to the front of the bus, leaving Alex whining from the lack of contact and his now raging boner.
“What the fuck?! What about my, uh, problem?” Alex cries after the retreating man, who doesn't even turn around to reply.
“I'll take care of it later!” Jack yells over his shoulder, smirking to himself.
Alex growls under his breath, but before he could do it anything about it Flyzik was yelling something about soundcheck.
And now Alex was stuck with a boner that Jack couldn't be bothered to do anything about. That lazy fuck.
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