The Drunken Incident

♡Chapter Three♡

The night was a wild one, both men are currently sweaty and cuddling each other after their drunken sex.

Johnnie has hickeys across his chest and neck, the hotel blanket draped over him as his head is resting on Jake's chest.

Jake smiles as he looks down at Johnnie. He can't believe how lucky he is.

He gently runs his fingers through Johnnie's hair, feeling the soft strands tickle his fingertips.

He leans down and kisses Johnnie's forehead, feeling a sense of contentment washing over him.

"Fuck, that felt so good.." Johnnie's voice sounded exhausted, from the alcoholic buzz and the hot encounter the two had in the bed.

Jake chuckles and says. "Yeah, it did. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I had a great time too. I think we both needed that..."  He pulls Johnnie closer and kisses him softly on the lips.

Johnnie returned the kiss before he pulled back, "You're so drunk, you know that?"

Jake laughs,  "I know, but I don't care. I'm drunk on you, baby. I'm drunk on the way you make me feel. You make me feel alive, Johnnie. You make me feel like I can do anything. I don't want to be sober if it means I can't be with you."

Johnnie's eyes looked barely open, as he listened to Jake's words. He giggles, "Fuck, you ramble."

Jake chuckles and says. "Yeah, I know. But I'm just telling the truth. You make me feel things that I've never felt before. You make me want to be a better person. I'm not just rambling, I'm being honest."

A sigh of happiness and relaxation left the emo's lips as he kissed Jake's cheek. "Do you have a cigarette on you, babe? I need one.."

Jake nods and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. He takes one out and lights it for Johnnie, then hands it to him. He watches as Johnnie takes a drag and exhales the smoke.

Johnnie exhales the cloud of smoke in the hotel room. Holding the cigarette between his finger tips while his other hand is drawing imaginary shapes on Jake's chest.

Jake watches Johnnie with a soft smile on his face. He finds it adorable how he's drawing shapes on his chest, and he can't help but feel a sense of affection for him.

He reaches out and strokes Johnnie's hair, running his fingers through it. "You know, I never thought I'd find someone like you. You're everything I've ever wanted in a partner." He says, voice strong of booze.

"Poor Tara," Johnnie jokes. Snickering as he brings the cigarette over to Jake's lips so he can take a drag.

Jake thinks for a moment, then says.  "You know, I don't even care about Tara anymore. She's just a distant memory now. You're the only one I care about. I don't want to be with anyone else. You're the love of my life, Johnnie. I can't imagine my life without you."

"Damn, that's rough." Johnnie snickers, "She's still our friend, dude. God, you're so drunk you just spit out whatever is on your mind, huh?" He placed the cigarette to Jake's lips.

Jake laughs and takes the cigarette from Johnnie, taking a drag. He looks at Johnnie with a playful smile. "I'm joking around, she's still my friend. I love the fuck outta her, but I love you more. Way more."

Johnnie grabs the cigarette from Jake's fingers. He shifts so he is laying on his stomach. Legs swaying in the air, the blanket still covering his lower-half.

Johnnie takes a deep inhale of the cigarette, before grabbing into Jake's jaw and squeezing it so the punk opens his mouth. He exhales the smoke into Jake's lips.

Jake's eyes widen in surprise as Johnnie grabs his jaw and forces him to open his mouth. He feels the smoke enter his lungs and he lets out a deep sigh, enjoying the feeling.

He wraps his arms around Johnnie and pulls him close, kissing him deeply and passionately.

Johnnie returned the kiss before pulling back. Handing Jake the cigarette. "Here, your turn."

Jake takes the cigarette and takes a long drag, holding in the smoke. He smiles at Johnnie.

Jake leans in close to Johnnie's face and blows the smoke directly into his mouth. He holds it there for a moment before pulling back and grinning at him. "How was that?"

"Good," Johnnie rasped in response. Smelling the scent of alcohol on the punk's breath. "Could do better though." he teased, smirking.

Jake chuckles and says "Oh, is that so? You want me to do it again, but better this time? I'll show you what I can do." He takes another puff on the cigarette.

He leans in again and blows the smoke into Johnnie's mouth once more, this time holding it for even longer and blowing it more forcefully.
Johnnie's mouth is full of smoke,and he feels it going down his throat.

Jake watches as Johnnie inhales the smoke and feels it going down his throat. He grins and says. "Did you like that? Was that better? Or do you want more?"

"I think you can do better, drunk-fuck."Johnnie slurs, smoke leaving his lips as he talked.

Jake laughs and says. "You're drunk too, you know. And you're just begging for it, aren't you? Fine, I'll give you more. But only because you're so hot when you're all worked up like this."

He leans in again and blows the smoke directly into Johnnie's mouth, holding it for a full ten seconds before pulling away.

Johnnie coughs a bit as he pulls back. Some smoke leaves his lips, "Shit.."
Jake chuckles and says "Sorry, I guess I went a little too hard there. You okay? Need some water or something?"

He sits up and offers Johnnie a bottle of water from the bedside table, and puts the cigarette out on the ashtray that was provided in the room.

Johnnie grabs the water bottle, opening it and taking a drink. Jake watches as Johnnie drinks the water and says. "You know, you look really sexy when you drink like that. The way your throat moves as you swallow...it's so hot."

Johnnie lets out a loud intoxicated laugh before he pours some of the water on Jake's head. "Horny drunk bitch! you already fucked me once!" he yells, just as blacked out as Jake is.

"Fuck you, that's cold!!" Jake exclaimed when the water hit his head.

He tackles Johnnie to the bed.