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But I love you so °♡

A dry exhale passed through is button nose as sleep vanished completely from his tired body. He was getting irritated with the constant dreams of the island.

The visions were always the same, island's on fire, screams of the innocent, blood faces chasing him.

Got anything knew brain? He taunted himself, looking up at the cracked ceiling as per usual.

First, it were terrorizing him each night, tears to his eye. Now it's starting to really get on his nerves.

The blonde has heard the grown ups talk about lucid dreaming. Seems to be right up his alley, being able to have control in his dreams. Being able to sock Jack right in the face.

Downside is, he doesn't know how to do it.

Warm air washed over his arm. Ralph blinked slowly, turning his head to the side seeing a peaceful sleeping Jack then back at the ceiling.

"WHAT THE- JACK THE HELL!" He shouted quietly, jolting up.

The Ginger shook awake and pulled the covers over his head as if he was never there.

"Jack I know that's you!! Why are you in my bed?!"

He paused before slowly removing the covers while sitting up. Blowing a strand of hair aside he spoke with embarrassment.

".... I was cold.."

"So you get in my bed?!"

Jack rubbed his hand. "... yeah..?"

To Jack's defense, he doesn't quite remember how he got in Ralph's bed so this is a surprise to him as well.

"No, that's not how this works." Ralph shook his head and pointed to Jack's bed, hinting at him to get out of his.

"Why is thatt-." Jack face planted into the white sheets with a whine. Ralph's stomach twisted at Jack's noise.

He swallowed timidly, leaning towards him. "Cause you're a cunt."

Jack lifted his head with a hint of static in his sea of red. His hand slicked through his hair but with annoyance.

"I'm too knackered for your pissy-ness Ralph."

Ralph's patients finally spilled over with Jack's remarks. In a swift movements Ralph kicked Jack in the leg roughly. With a jolt, the blonde could see icy eyes glare at him in the gloomy room.

Jack lifted his body from the ground, holding Ralph's legs together as he crawled on top of him. His knees were tightly glueing the teen below him together. Not the smartest as Ralph could easily give a swift blow to his crotch.

Leaning close to his ear he whispered softly as both hands were beside him.

"Asshole."

Jack leaned back leave small space between him and Ralph, not quite understanding the distance as sleep chipped at him slowly.

Ralph's heart began to pick up beat while softly putting his hands on Jack's chest to push him away slowly.

"Get.. Down.."

Two things were eating at him, why he wasn't shoving him off and, why did he want to see what Jack would do next.

The Ginger seemed to understand the position that he was in, feeling a thigh gently rub into his knee self consciously.

Balancing his weight on his knees, he carefully as shyly took hold of Ralph's wrists and placed them over the blondes head. His body hovered over him as a freckled nose touched a button one.

Ralph's heartbeat sped up as he felt blood slowly rush down towards his groin area. The tension was so thick around them, breathing was becoming a struggle.

"Jack.."he breathed out.

Jack timidly brushed his lips with Ralph's as their breaths laced together lustfuly. Tenderly, his lips connected with his.

It was sweet, new, and different. Their lips click when Jack pulled back before connecting them once more. The blonde tilted his head to the side as the one above him laid himself down.

A small whimper escaped through their kiss as the Ginger press his pelvis into Ralph's, pleasure shooting up his erection.

Hearing the heaven like sounds from Ralph excited Jack more, grinding against with more force making him arch his back.

They broke from the now heated kiss moaning with bliss. His legs wrapped around Jack's waist, unlocking hands and wrapping them around his neck to kiss him deeply.

In this moment, Ralph wanted Jack bad, in a way he'll kill himself later. These days have been weird for him, Jack acting different, better.

He's never experienced this with anyone and he never wanted it to end. Girls never really did much for him.

"Jack..jack..!" He began to tug at Jack's over sized shirt.

He deepened the kiss before balancing on his knees once more. One hand held onto the blondes legs to keep them around him while the other hand he slipped off his shirt.

Then Ralph's shirt was thrown down aside the other ones, Jack slowly kissing down his neck and chest.

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Hope this makes up for the
Long update 🌸