So Sweet You Make My Mouth Water (Standalone)
Title: So Sweet You Make My Mouth Water
Author: Katie
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
P.O.V.: Third
Summary: “The Easter Bunny, Alex? I’m twenty-two, not five,” he stated, ignoring the snort that erupted from his boyfriend’s nose. Alex turned around, kissing the boy and swiping his tongue over his own. “You’ve been eating it!” Jack accused, tasting the chocolate on Alex’s tongue. “Where is it?!”
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Alex, or anyone in the lovely band and crew that make up All Time Low. They all own each other. Amen. Title belongs to I Want Candy- Good Charlotte
“Alex, where is all the candy?” Jack asked his boyfriend, knocking over boxes and pulling out packages from their cupboard.
“Hmm?” the older boy asked, scratching his bare chest as he walked into the kitchen. He slipped past Jack, kissing his shoulder gently as he maneuvered his hips though the small space between the boy and the kitchen table.
“The candy. All the bags and bags of fucking candy we bought yesterday,” Jack told him, shutting the cupboard and pouting. He turned to look at the elder, watching him pour himself a cup of steaming coffee.
“I don’t know. The Easter Bunny hid them?” he said, and Jack narrowed his dark eyes at him.
“Are you kidding me?” Jack asked him
“No…?” Alex said, raising an eyebrow at the glare Jack was sending him.
“The Easter Bunny, Alex? I’m twenty-two, not five,” he stated, ignoring the snort that erupted from his boyfriend’s nose. Alex turned around, kissing the boy and swiping his tongue over his own. “You’ve been eating it!” Jack accused, tasting the chocolate on Alex’s tongue. “Where is it?!”
“The Easter Bunny hid it,” Alex insisted, pulling back and walking toward the living room.
“You’re ridiculous,” Jack told him, following the elder into the kitchen. Alex sat down on the couch, flipping on the television and sipping his coffee. Jack was becoming increasingly frustrated. It was Easter Sunday, and all he wanted to do was lay around with his boyfriend, watch cartoons, and eat chocolate until he puked. But thanks to Alex and his stupid “Easter Bunny”, that plan was being put on hold. “Where is it?”
“Maybe, instead of following me around and asking me, you should go find it,” Alex told him.
“Really?” Jack asked, and Alex looked at him.
“Really.”
Jack sighed, standing up. “Fine, but if I’m really gonna do this, then you have to help.”
He grabbed Alex’s hand, yanking him up to his feet. Alex put his half-empty cup of coffee on the table, allowing his boyfriend to drag him through the living room and up the stairs.
“Why do you automatically suspect everything is in the bedroom?” Alex asked as Jack pulled him inside.
“Everything amazing starts here,” Jack said, making Alex sit down on the bed. He got on his knees, looking underneath the bed. There was no basket there, but there was a small plastic egg. Jack picked it up, cracking it open and finding a small piece of paper.
In the bed, you’re just obscene
Afterwards, this gets you clean.
Jack smirked at the boy, getting up and walking into the bathroom. He slid the glass door on the shower open, finding another pale pink egg on the shower floor. Jack picked it up, taking it apart and pulling the second piece of paper out.
Dirty boy, I love you so,
Show me where you drop it low.
Jack stood up, laughing at his boyfriend’s subtlety. He carried the note with him, nodding at the door. Alex followed him slowly as he moved out, going down the stairs. He walked over to the area where the instruments were kept, flipping on the lights. Jack, thinking it would be funny, had gotten them a stripper pole to put down here when they first moved in together. He went over to it, finding a green egg laying at it’s base.
Remember how I called your bluff,
and you tied me here and fucked me rough.
“Why are you so fucking dirty?” Jack asked the elder, who wiggled his eyebrows at him.
“You act like you don’t like it,” Alex answered, leaning against the wall.
“So blunt,” Jack laughed, going back up the stairs and into the kitchen. “Why did I not notice this?”
He picked another egg off of the chair, opening it.
As if whip cream wasn’t enough,
You covered my dick with __________ _____.
“Marshmallow fluff?” Jack questioned, opening up the fridge. He unscrewed the lid from the jar, pulling a white egg out of it. “How many more of these do I have to go through?”
“I have no idea,” Alex answered.
When I want you to lick my junk,
I use one of these to get you drunk.
Jack laughed out loud, so in love with his boyfriend. He went to the cupboard, pulling out a wine glass. There was a dark red egg in it, which he thought was very fitting.
At halftime you go down,
And my dick makes a touchdown.
He went into the living room, searching in front of the big screen TV. He got down on his hands and knees, searching in front of the couch on the floor. He found a purple egg, for the Raven’s, naturally, and cracked it open. A Hershey kiss fell out, and Jack furrowed his eyebrows. Confused, Jack looked over at Alex, only to find he wasn’t in sight anymore. He looked in front of him, seeing an egg on the cushion. He opened it, and a small piece of paper fell out.
Follow me.
“How do I follow you if I can’t see you?” Jack called out, standing up. He walked around the couch, moving back toward the kitchen. He found an egg laying on the floor before he walked in. He bent down, picking it up and opening it. It was empty though, and no matter how much he shook it, no little pieces of paper fell out. He sighed, tossing it down. He looked toward the stairs, noticing more eggs leading up it. Oh, so it’s like a trail of bread crumbs, except they’re plastic eggs.
He followed them up the stairs, noticing that they led up to the attic. The stair case was pulled down, and Jack stepped on it, slightly afraid. He’d never been up there before.
There was a black guitar case on the floor, along with an Easter basket full of candy sitting on top. It was surrounded by the plastic eggs, and Jack walked up to it carefully. He looked around, searching for Alex. The boy was no where to be found in the room. Jack sat down in front of the case, lifting the basket off and putting it on the floor next to him. He opened up the case, looking down at a beautiful, new blue Gibson SG with a carved top. He ran his fingers over the strings, smiling to himself. He closed the case, picking it up along with the basket. He went carefully down the stairs, walking into his and Alex’s room. He found the elder in their bathroom, brushing the coffee odor from his breath.
“Baby,” Jack said, setting the items down on the bed.
“Do you like it?” he asked, spitting the toothpaste out and looking at Jack expectantly.
“I love it. It’s so pretty,” Jack said. “But I feel bad that I didn’t know you were getting me something. I don’t have a present for you.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Alex told him, putting his toothbrush back. He stripped his shorts, throwing it down their laundry chute. Jack reached out, rubbing his hands along Alex’s bare sides.
He stepped forward, pulling Alex’s ass back against his hips. He nuzzled his nose into his neck, kissing the back of his ear, nipping at the skull tattoo.
“Mmm, you sure?” Jack muttered into his ear, breathing hotly into it. Alex leaned into his touch, fingers entwining as the met on either side of Alex’s belly button. He sighed, whining slightly as Jack dragged his teeth across that tattoo again, rolling the skin his teeth. That was one of Alex’s sweet spots, and Jack knew just how to work it.
“Uh, mm, shower,” Alex whimpered, breaking away from the taller boy and dragging him over to the shower. Alex dropped his boxers, stepping inside. Jack quickly peeled off his shirt, dropping his sweatpants and boxers and climbing in after his boyfriend.
Alex had both shower heads on, a gift that had been left over by the house’s previous owner. There was a shower head on one wall, and then another on the opposite shower wall. The water was hot and steamy, and Alex quickly grabbed Jack by his hair, pulling him in. Jack quickly pressed the boy up against the tile of the shower wall, gyrating his hips against the elders. Alex’s fingers continued gripping onto the black locks as the spray soaked them, matting the hair to Jack’s forehead. Alex’s whines slipped into Jack’s mouth as the younger kissed him forcefully. His fingers slipped down Alex’s wet skin, sliding between them and running his fingers over the hard heat of his dick. He held onto it, rubbing the head of his erection up against Alex’s.
Alex groaned, pulling back and panting as Jack squeezed his dick as he slid their hard-on’s together, wiggling his hips slightly.
“Uhn, baby,” Alex gripped onto his upper arms, tossing his head back. His stomach was on fire, and he crashed their lips back together before releasing onto Jack stomach. Jack had the urge to stoop down and lick it up, but before he could the water had already carried it away. He moved the dark strands of hair out of Alex’s eyes, kissing him again. “Mm, fuck me.”
“You’re not even hard yet,” Jack chuckled, biting on the boy’s lip and sucking gently. Alex bucked his hips forward, shimmying against him. Jack could feel he was half hard already, and he giggled.
Jack grabbed his hands, shoving them above his head. He held them tightly, rocking his hips into Alex’s.
“Ah, ah,” Alex whined, kissing Jack softly. Jack kept up the rocking motion, turning the hot water on just a little bit more. It wasn’t burning them, but Alex’s pale skin was definitely a little blotchy. The older didn’t mind though, the heat felt almost as good as the friction. “Mm, ah, baby, please.”
“Please what?”
“Fuck me,” Alex whined, hands closing and opening uselessly.
“Hmm?” Jack muttered, nipping at the boys ear again.
“Fuh-uhn. Fuck me, Jack. Put your dick in me,” Alex gasped, and Jack smirked.
“As you wish,” Jack said, dropping Alex’s hands. He grasped the boy’s hips, lifting him up and pressing him up against the tile. He spread his legs, kissing him. “You good, or?”
“I’m good,” Alex said, gripping onto Jack’s shoulders.
Jack pushed in, and Alex moaned. Jack started pushing in and out at a steady rate, gripping Alex’s hips tightly so he could hold him up. Alex threw his head back, slumped against the shower wall. The water was pouring down onto his face, running down his body and warming his skin as Jack thrusted into him almost roughly. He was completely blessed.
Jack grunted, beginning to move his hips at a faster rate. He kissed all over Alex’s chest, sucking his nipple into his mouth.
Alex’s toes curled, panting and moaning from unexpected sensation. He tugged on Jack’s wet hair, cupping his chin and pulling him forward to kiss his lips lovingly. Jack pushed in, hitting Alex’s prostate head on. Alex pulled away, gasping for air. Jack grunted, kissing his throat and pushing against the spot again.
“Ah, uh, uhn, fuck, uhn,” Alex gasped and moaned, hands scrambling to Jack’s back and scratching at the pale skin. He dug his nails into his back, squeezing his legs tighter around him.
“Mm, Alex,” Jack moaned.
“Oh, I fucking love you-OU, OH!” Alex screamed, hips jerking as the fire spread out, its circumference growing wider and wider inside Alex’s stomach.
“Yeah, baby?” Jack muttered, kissing him roughly as hips jerked at a faster, less controlled rate. He buried himself deep inside of Alex, cumming hard. He moaned, thrusting a couple more times before pulling out. He dropped to his knees in front of the older, grabbing his erection and guiding it into his mouth. He swallowed it down, sucking and bobbing his head.
“Ah, ah, fuck, Jack,” Alex moaned, pushing his hands through Jack’s hair and looking down at him. His eyes were closed due to the force of the water pouring down on his head, hair matted and damp. Alex whined, low in his throat, grabbing Jack’s hair and tugging his head back and forth. His boy looked so hot, mouth open as he let Alex fuck his mouth shamelessly. Jack moaned, making Alex’s dick twitch and almost burst as he came, releasing down Jack’s throat.
Alex let go of his hair, allowing him to pull back. He slumped down, falling on the floor of the shower.
“Mm, hi,” Jack giggled, voice a little rough.
“Hey,” Alex smiled, kissing him.
He slid down, pulling Jack with him and laying in the tub. He closed his eyes, laying his head on Jack’s chest.
“Babe, let’s not fall asleep in the tub,” Jack said, twitching his shoulder and making the boy open his eyes.
“M’not,” Alex said, sitting up. “Come on. Let’s go eat. I’m starving.”
“Candy!” Jack exclaimed, jumping up quickly.
Author: Katie
Pairing: Jalex
Rating: NC-17
P.O.V.: Third
Summary: “The Easter Bunny, Alex? I’m twenty-two, not five,” he stated, ignoring the snort that erupted from his boyfriend’s nose. Alex turned around, kissing the boy and swiping his tongue over his own. “You’ve been eating it!” Jack accused, tasting the chocolate on Alex’s tongue. “Where is it?!”
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Alex, or anyone in the lovely band and crew that make up All Time Low. They all own each other. Amen. Title belongs to I Want Candy- Good Charlotte
“Alex, where is all the candy?” Jack asked his boyfriend, knocking over boxes and pulling out packages from their cupboard.
“Hmm?” the older boy asked, scratching his bare chest as he walked into the kitchen. He slipped past Jack, kissing his shoulder gently as he maneuvered his hips though the small space between the boy and the kitchen table.
“The candy. All the bags and bags of fucking candy we bought yesterday,” Jack told him, shutting the cupboard and pouting. He turned to look at the elder, watching him pour himself a cup of steaming coffee.
“I don’t know. The Easter Bunny hid them?” he said, and Jack narrowed his dark eyes at him.
“Are you kidding me?” Jack asked him
“No…?” Alex said, raising an eyebrow at the glare Jack was sending him.
“The Easter Bunny, Alex? I’m twenty-two, not five,” he stated, ignoring the snort that erupted from his boyfriend’s nose. Alex turned around, kissing the boy and swiping his tongue over his own. “You’ve been eating it!” Jack accused, tasting the chocolate on Alex’s tongue. “Where is it?!”
“The Easter Bunny hid it,” Alex insisted, pulling back and walking toward the living room.
“You’re ridiculous,” Jack told him, following the elder into the kitchen. Alex sat down on the couch, flipping on the television and sipping his coffee. Jack was becoming increasingly frustrated. It was Easter Sunday, and all he wanted to do was lay around with his boyfriend, watch cartoons, and eat chocolate until he puked. But thanks to Alex and his stupid “Easter Bunny”, that plan was being put on hold. “Where is it?”
“Maybe, instead of following me around and asking me, you should go find it,” Alex told him.
“Really?” Jack asked, and Alex looked at him.
“Really.”
Jack sighed, standing up. “Fine, but if I’m really gonna do this, then you have to help.”
He grabbed Alex’s hand, yanking him up to his feet. Alex put his half-empty cup of coffee on the table, allowing his boyfriend to drag him through the living room and up the stairs.
“Why do you automatically suspect everything is in the bedroom?” Alex asked as Jack pulled him inside.
“Everything amazing starts here,” Jack said, making Alex sit down on the bed. He got on his knees, looking underneath the bed. There was no basket there, but there was a small plastic egg. Jack picked it up, cracking it open and finding a small piece of paper.
In the bed, you’re just obscene
Afterwards, this gets you clean.
Jack smirked at the boy, getting up and walking into the bathroom. He slid the glass door on the shower open, finding another pale pink egg on the shower floor. Jack picked it up, taking it apart and pulling the second piece of paper out.
Dirty boy, I love you so,
Show me where you drop it low.
Jack stood up, laughing at his boyfriend’s subtlety. He carried the note with him, nodding at the door. Alex followed him slowly as he moved out, going down the stairs. He walked over to the area where the instruments were kept, flipping on the lights. Jack, thinking it would be funny, had gotten them a stripper pole to put down here when they first moved in together. He went over to it, finding a green egg laying at it’s base.
Remember how I called your bluff,
and you tied me here and fucked me rough.
“Why are you so fucking dirty?” Jack asked the elder, who wiggled his eyebrows at him.
“You act like you don’t like it,” Alex answered, leaning against the wall.
“So blunt,” Jack laughed, going back up the stairs and into the kitchen. “Why did I not notice this?”
He picked another egg off of the chair, opening it.
As if whip cream wasn’t enough,
You covered my dick with __________ _____.
“Marshmallow fluff?” Jack questioned, opening up the fridge. He unscrewed the lid from the jar, pulling a white egg out of it. “How many more of these do I have to go through?”
“I have no idea,” Alex answered.
When I want you to lick my junk,
I use one of these to get you drunk.
Jack laughed out loud, so in love with his boyfriend. He went to the cupboard, pulling out a wine glass. There was a dark red egg in it, which he thought was very fitting.
At halftime you go down,
And my dick makes a touchdown.
He went into the living room, searching in front of the big screen TV. He got down on his hands and knees, searching in front of the couch on the floor. He found a purple egg, for the Raven’s, naturally, and cracked it open. A Hershey kiss fell out, and Jack furrowed his eyebrows. Confused, Jack looked over at Alex, only to find he wasn’t in sight anymore. He looked in front of him, seeing an egg on the cushion. He opened it, and a small piece of paper fell out.
Follow me.
“How do I follow you if I can’t see you?” Jack called out, standing up. He walked around the couch, moving back toward the kitchen. He found an egg laying on the floor before he walked in. He bent down, picking it up and opening it. It was empty though, and no matter how much he shook it, no little pieces of paper fell out. He sighed, tossing it down. He looked toward the stairs, noticing more eggs leading up it. Oh, so it’s like a trail of bread crumbs, except they’re plastic eggs.
He followed them up the stairs, noticing that they led up to the attic. The stair case was pulled down, and Jack stepped on it, slightly afraid. He’d never been up there before.
There was a black guitar case on the floor, along with an Easter basket full of candy sitting on top. It was surrounded by the plastic eggs, and Jack walked up to it carefully. He looked around, searching for Alex. The boy was no where to be found in the room. Jack sat down in front of the case, lifting the basket off and putting it on the floor next to him. He opened up the case, looking down at a beautiful, new blue Gibson SG with a carved top. He ran his fingers over the strings, smiling to himself. He closed the case, picking it up along with the basket. He went carefully down the stairs, walking into his and Alex’s room. He found the elder in their bathroom, brushing the coffee odor from his breath.
“Baby,” Jack said, setting the items down on the bed.
“Do you like it?” he asked, spitting the toothpaste out and looking at Jack expectantly.
“I love it. It’s so pretty,” Jack said. “But I feel bad that I didn’t know you were getting me something. I don’t have a present for you.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Alex told him, putting his toothbrush back. He stripped his shorts, throwing it down their laundry chute. Jack reached out, rubbing his hands along Alex’s bare sides.
He stepped forward, pulling Alex’s ass back against his hips. He nuzzled his nose into his neck, kissing the back of his ear, nipping at the skull tattoo.
“Mmm, you sure?” Jack muttered into his ear, breathing hotly into it. Alex leaned into his touch, fingers entwining as the met on either side of Alex’s belly button. He sighed, whining slightly as Jack dragged his teeth across that tattoo again, rolling the skin his teeth. That was one of Alex’s sweet spots, and Jack knew just how to work it.
“Uh, mm, shower,” Alex whimpered, breaking away from the taller boy and dragging him over to the shower. Alex dropped his boxers, stepping inside. Jack quickly peeled off his shirt, dropping his sweatpants and boxers and climbing in after his boyfriend.
Alex had both shower heads on, a gift that had been left over by the house’s previous owner. There was a shower head on one wall, and then another on the opposite shower wall. The water was hot and steamy, and Alex quickly grabbed Jack by his hair, pulling him in. Jack quickly pressed the boy up against the tile of the shower wall, gyrating his hips against the elders. Alex’s fingers continued gripping onto the black locks as the spray soaked them, matting the hair to Jack’s forehead. Alex’s whines slipped into Jack’s mouth as the younger kissed him forcefully. His fingers slipped down Alex’s wet skin, sliding between them and running his fingers over the hard heat of his dick. He held onto it, rubbing the head of his erection up against Alex’s.
Alex groaned, pulling back and panting as Jack squeezed his dick as he slid their hard-on’s together, wiggling his hips slightly.
“Uhn, baby,” Alex gripped onto his upper arms, tossing his head back. His stomach was on fire, and he crashed their lips back together before releasing onto Jack stomach. Jack had the urge to stoop down and lick it up, but before he could the water had already carried it away. He moved the dark strands of hair out of Alex’s eyes, kissing him again. “Mm, fuck me.”
“You’re not even hard yet,” Jack chuckled, biting on the boy’s lip and sucking gently. Alex bucked his hips forward, shimmying against him. Jack could feel he was half hard already, and he giggled.
Jack grabbed his hands, shoving them above his head. He held them tightly, rocking his hips into Alex’s.
“Ah, ah,” Alex whined, kissing Jack softly. Jack kept up the rocking motion, turning the hot water on just a little bit more. It wasn’t burning them, but Alex’s pale skin was definitely a little blotchy. The older didn’t mind though, the heat felt almost as good as the friction. “Mm, ah, baby, please.”
“Please what?”
“Fuck me,” Alex whined, hands closing and opening uselessly.
“Hmm?” Jack muttered, nipping at the boys ear again.
“Fuh-uhn. Fuck me, Jack. Put your dick in me,” Alex gasped, and Jack smirked.
“As you wish,” Jack said, dropping Alex’s hands. He grasped the boy’s hips, lifting him up and pressing him up against the tile. He spread his legs, kissing him. “You good, or?”
“I’m good,” Alex said, gripping onto Jack’s shoulders.
Jack pushed in, and Alex moaned. Jack started pushing in and out at a steady rate, gripping Alex’s hips tightly so he could hold him up. Alex threw his head back, slumped against the shower wall. The water was pouring down onto his face, running down his body and warming his skin as Jack thrusted into him almost roughly. He was completely blessed.
Jack grunted, beginning to move his hips at a faster rate. He kissed all over Alex’s chest, sucking his nipple into his mouth.
Alex’s toes curled, panting and moaning from unexpected sensation. He tugged on Jack’s wet hair, cupping his chin and pulling him forward to kiss his lips lovingly. Jack pushed in, hitting Alex’s prostate head on. Alex pulled away, gasping for air. Jack grunted, kissing his throat and pushing against the spot again.
“Ah, uh, uhn, fuck, uhn,” Alex gasped and moaned, hands scrambling to Jack’s back and scratching at the pale skin. He dug his nails into his back, squeezing his legs tighter around him.
“Mm, Alex,” Jack moaned.
“Oh, I fucking love you-OU, OH!” Alex screamed, hips jerking as the fire spread out, its circumference growing wider and wider inside Alex’s stomach.
“Yeah, baby?” Jack muttered, kissing him roughly as hips jerked at a faster, less controlled rate. He buried himself deep inside of Alex, cumming hard. He moaned, thrusting a couple more times before pulling out. He dropped to his knees in front of the older, grabbing his erection and guiding it into his mouth. He swallowed it down, sucking and bobbing his head.
“Ah, ah, fuck, Jack,” Alex moaned, pushing his hands through Jack’s hair and looking down at him. His eyes were closed due to the force of the water pouring down on his head, hair matted and damp. Alex whined, low in his throat, grabbing Jack’s hair and tugging his head back and forth. His boy looked so hot, mouth open as he let Alex fuck his mouth shamelessly. Jack moaned, making Alex’s dick twitch and almost burst as he came, releasing down Jack’s throat.
Alex let go of his hair, allowing him to pull back. He slumped down, falling on the floor of the shower.
“Mm, hi,” Jack giggled, voice a little rough.
“Hey,” Alex smiled, kissing him.
He slid down, pulling Jack with him and laying in the tub. He closed his eyes, laying his head on Jack’s chest.
“Babe, let’s not fall asleep in the tub,” Jack said, twitching his shoulder and making the boy open his eyes.
“M’not,” Alex said, sitting up. “Come on. Let’s go eat. I’m starving.”
“Candy!” Jack exclaimed, jumping up quickly.