Here I Am, There You Are (All Time Low Fanfiction | Jack Barakat)

Bonus Smut 2

This is officially the last thing I'll be posting for Rachel and Jack. Hope you enjoy. 

Once again, warning that this is smut if you haven't seen the chapter title.

The one where Jack and Rachel get back together after their break up caused by Rachel's job offer.

I pushed Jack onto the bed, watching as his back hit the mattress, his legs bending at the knee and his feet still on the floor. Before I stepped closer, I tugged on the waistband of my sweatpants and moved them down past my hips. They dropped down on the floor once I let go. With the fabric at my feet, I stepped out of them, my knees brushing against Jack's.

He looked over me with dark eyes, his hands going for his belt. He gave it a harsh tug to undo it and started to pull the leather out of the buckle.

"What do you think you're doing?" I stopped him as I climbed onto him on all fours, pulling his hands away.

He stared down at me and raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean 'what do you think you're doing?'"

I leaned forward and crashed my lips against his. He kissed me back just as fast as I started it. As our lips slightly parted, our tongues came into play, deepening our kiss in a way nothing else could. With my grip still around his wrists, I pushed his arms to the sides before letting my touch travel over his forearms and all the way up to his shoulders.

With his newfound freedom, his right hand shot up and tangled in the hair at the nape of my neck. He pulled me closer, his tongue daring to go further than it had before. Although the way his fingers tugged at my hair nearly made my heart skip a beat, I broke away from the kiss and planted my lips against the spot where his jawline met his neck.

He dropped his hand from my head and let me slowly work my way down. I placed kisses every few inches, sucking the slightest amount – enough to make the skin tingle, but not enough to leave a lasting mark. As I got closer to the end of his abdomen, his hips involuntarily bucked upwards.

I smiled against his skin, holding in a chuckle, and went to undo the button and zipper of his jeans. With his zipper open, I could see the dark-red boxer briefs he was wearing. Not wanting to leave him yearning for more for too long, I took hold of the waistband of both his jeans and boxers in one go, and started to tug them down.

His dick twitched the slightest amount when the cool air hit him, and I continued to pull the fabrics down his legs. I gently got off the foot end of the bed, getting down on my knees and bending over so I could completely remove his clothes. With the jeans and boxers discarded on the floor, I moved my hands up his lower legs and rested them on his knees.

I knew what sight would drive him insane. I pushed myself upright and reached behind, snapping open my bra and dropping it beside his jeans. He watched me with lust filled eyes as I gradually climbed further up the bed. I stayed at his lower half and lowered my upper body down, placing one slow kiss on his thigh.

"Shit, Rach," he groaned, squirming around the slightest bit, almost unnoticeable.

I wasn't going to make him beg for more. He drew in a sharp breath when I curled my fingers around the base of his cock. With my dry hand, I gave him a few short pumps. We made eye contact when I glanced up at him. His eyes were clouded with anticipation as I parted my lips, his neck still craned to get a good look at me.

I wrapped my lips around his sensitive head and sucked softly. Immediately, he threw his head back. I took him in the slightest bit more, keeping my focus on the top of his dick. His breathing picked up as I gently bobbed up and down, sucking as I got to the top and using my tongue as I went back down.