Do You Want Me, Or Do You Want Me Dead? (13/?)
The boys packed their belongings in silence. Both were finding it hard to put into words what they were feeling and casual conversation seemed pointless. They were heading back to the states in a matter of hours and even though they had trained and were both highly skilled and the best at what they did, they were still severely outnumbered. The thought was at the very least hard to stomach.
The cab arrived and they left their underground home and set off toward the airport. They boarded their flight back to JFK and settled into their seats.
“I’ve arranged for us to stay in a hotel under our Russian names when we arrive so we shouldn’t be easy to track right away.” Jack stated in a hushed tone, finally breaking the silence between the boys.
Alex simply nodded and looked out the window.
The tension only increased throughout the flight. The only words passed between them were about the shitty in-flight meal or when one of them needed to use the restroom. They finally reached their hotel after the never-ending trip and went off to their separate rooms that Jack had booked them. Alex was more than a little disappointed that Jack didn’t want to be with him but he knew it was the safer thing to do. He cursed himself for being such a girl about the situation and dumped his bag on his bed before getting into the shower. He let the hot water beat down on him for what seemed like hours. Once his muscles were somewhat more relaxed and his hands had shriveled up into prunes, he shut off the water and dried himself off. He slipped on a pair of clean boxers before he heard a knock at the door.
His heart thumped wildly as he approached the door. He opened it slowly to reveal a desperate looking Jack staring straight into his soul.
“Jack? Are you oka-“
Alex was cut off by Jack forcefully slamming his lips against his and slamming the door shut behind him. Alex let out a relieved breath and kissed him back with everything he had. It wasn’t until he had the other boy pressed up against him that he realized how much he had been craving this contact all day.
Jack broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to Alex’s and breathily whispered, “Please…” Alex just nodded and pressed their lips together once again. Jack wasn’t entirely sure what he was even asking of the younger boy but Alex understood exactly what he wanted, and what they both clearly needed.
Clothes were shed in the blink of an eye and Alex laid back on his hotel bed gently as Jack crawled over him. The boys pressed their naked bodies together and continued kissing for what seemed like an eternity. They both knew that this time wasn’t like the others. This wasn’t the aggressive and lustful race to get each other off that they had become so accustomed to. They were becoming everything the other person needed in that moment and healing all the brokenness and worry that had been consuming them from the inside out.
Jack pressed gentle kisses to Alex’s neck causing him to take in short gasps of breath and his eyes to flutter. He pressed the pads of his fingertips into Jack’s shoulder blades in an attempt to keep them as close as physically possible. Jack licked two of his fingers and moved them down to Alex’s entrance and slowly pushed one inside. Alex winced only slightly and Jack peppered his neck and lips with kisses to distract him from any discomfort he may be feeling. He pushed in a second finger after a couple minutes and Alex’s pained expression had softened to one of pleasure.
He reached down and tugged on Jack’s hand and breathed into the other boy’s ear, “I want you…”
Jack nodded and pushed in as far as he could go and Alex tightened his grip on his shoulder blades and hooked his legs around him, digging his heels into his lower back. Jack brushed Alex’s hair out of his eyes and kissed his forehead before the other boy gave him the go-ahead nod. Jack began a slow rhythm that had both boys letting out strangled moans and quick intakes of breath.
They kept the pace slow and steady and kissed through the entire thing. Jack eventually wrapped a hand around Alex’s throbbing erection and they hit their climaxes together. After a minute or so of being collapsed on top of Alex, Jack rolled off and the boys laid next to each other as they tried to regain their normal breathing.
“Stay?” Alex asked with pleading eyes to which Jack simply smiled and nodded his head in reply. The boys were finally at peace, even if it would only last until morning, it was enough to get them to slip away into a calm slumber.
Though this brief moment had provided a fleeting escape from reality, neither were naïve enough to believe they were safe. Not for one day, not one hour, not even for one second. There was a storm on their horizon. Some may call it a suicide mission, some may call it their destiny, but it was a storm none the less.
And it was headed straight for them.