Get Down On Your Knees And Tell Me You Love Me (Merrikat)

Chapter Sixteen

Zack

"Leave Jack- or you'll regret it."

My grip on Jack's hand has never been tighter as we walked from the bus to the signing. I kept him close, not like he wanted to let go. As Alex, Ri, Jack and I walked to the tent, we went back and forth, bickering about the note. When we got to the signing, every problem seemed to fade away instantly. The fans were so supportive and so kind, it made me forget for a while that Selena even existed.

When then show started, everything was how it normally would be at any other All Time Low show. Jack and I agreed to cool things down on stage for a while, but I suppose that was out of the options today. Halfway through Heroes he was all over me. As hard as I tried to keep calm, four our and the band's sake, but the more he bit and sucked at my neck playfully, I couldn't take it anymore.

By the end of the show, we had danced, played, touched all over each other. Receiving a few eye rolls from Rian and glares from Alex, I laughed them off.

Just about right after we finished Dear Maria, Jack and I ran off to find a bathroom of some sort. And when we couldn't find one, we knew we were fucked. Almost literally.

"What now?" I asked. There was not a single private bathroom anywhere, and the friction in my pants was killing me.

"The guys won't be back on the bus for a while, Lex was talking about seeing a few shows with Rian and the girls," Jack's voice was quiet and hesitant.

"Good enough for me."

-

The bus was surprisingly empty when we got back on. Not a bus driver, band, or crew member in sight. Jack and I were home free.

As soon as I shut the door, Jack jumped and threw his arms around my neck, legs around my waist, and lips on mine. I carried him to the bunks and stopped.

"Is my," he cut me off and kissed me again, "bunk big enough or-" and again, "the back?" and again. He hopped down and took me to the back. When Jack sat down, I stood for a moment and just admired him. Completely. "God, I'm lucky," I muttered.

I basically ripped my shirt off and halfway climbing on top of Jack. He took his off as well and threw it off somewhere on the floor. My lips met his and his hips bucked up against mine. I let out an un-godly moan because he felt so damn good. I trailed my lips down Jack's jaw line, licked, nipped, and sucked at every untouched place on his neck. He started unbuttoning my shorts, and when he finished I pushed them down to my ankles and kicked them off. Then I started at his.

"Babe," he was so breathless and flustered and fuck Jack was so hot, "lube," with leaving a mark on his neck, I ran and dug through my bag near my bunk for it.

When I got back, Jack was completely ready, boxers off and already pumping. Shit. I climbed back over Jack and squirted some of the lube in my hand and so quickly adding a finger into him. He let out the softest damn moan, and his forehead met mine, then lips again. Jack nodded for me to add a second, then a third soon after. I worked and just barely grazed Jack's spot and he was a moaning, squirming mess. I did this a few more times before taking them out.

As I coated myself, I just looked at Jack and how he was all spread out and moaning because of me and Jesus Christ I love him. I position myself and push in,

"F-fuck, Zack!" Jack moaned and I took that as my cue to move. My pace quickened the more he responded. I love that he's loud , so damn loud. When I hit his prostate, I had him screaming and moaning with every breath he took, and it didn't take long after that for him to hit his high. Watching Jack's face while riding out his orgasm is the best thing to ever whiteness and oh, fuck.

When we both finished, before we cleaned up or anything, I just sat and held Jack, for what seemed like hours. But one thing crossed my mind,

"Wasn't that how you were practically kicked off the bus?"

He just shrugged his shoulders.

[/an/ sorry this took almost a month. school sucks but summer is here and updates are on the horizon]