If Jack survived Titanic

The apartment

Jack and Rose were in shock. They had just officially became a pair and apartment-owners. Now, they walked in a poor corner of New York, following two men who would guide them to their very own apartment.
"Here is it" said the tallest man.
They stood outside a house that looked like it was going to collapse any moment. They went inside and walked upstairs. They came to a stale door the man locked up with a key. Everyone went inside. They stepped on a tore rag rug when they came into the tiny hallway.
"Here's a living room" the man said and guided them to a small room that contained a couch, a table and a radio. There was also a door to something that looked like a tiny balcony with a window covered by red curtains beside. The men leaded them to another small room. There was a bed for two, another window covered with green curtains, a dusty mirror in the corner and an old dark-wooden bureau.
"Not in its best days, but I'm sure you can make it more cosy" the tall man said.
"And of course a kitchen" the smaller man said and leaded them to the room on the other side of the hallway.
"And there's your bathroom" he said showing a door with his hand.
"I think that was all" he said looking at Jack and Rose.
"Congratulations!" the taller man said and gave Rose the keys. "It's all yours" he gave Jack a friendly pat on the back and looked satisfied at them both before he and the other man walked out the door.

Neither Jack or Rose got a chance to say good by or even thank you before the men were gone. They stand in the kitchen with bags of old clothes in their hands. They looked shocked at each other with big eyes and wide-opened mouths. They couldn't believe it. They just got their own apartment in New York. They had moved together. Jack got out some sort of chocked happy-laugh. He looked overjoyed at Rose who looked the same. They let go the bags they held in their hands and threw into each other's arms, laughed happily.
"This is insane" Jack said.
"I can't believe it!" Rose laughed.
They kissed each other and than they hugged each other again.
Than, Rose leaned backwards so she could se Jack in the eyes. She laid her hand softly on his cheek the same way she had done a couple of times before and kissed him gently. Than looked deeply into his eyes again.
"Thank you" she said, half whispering.
"For what?" he asked.
She kissed him slowly.
"For being the perfect boyfriend" she said and smiled brightly.
Jack shone up, went overjoyed once again but in a more gently way. He laid Rose's face between his hands and started kissing her passionated. This was Rose's way to say; Yes, I want to be your girlfriend.

Their kisses went deeper and deeper. Rose thought about how good kisser Jack was. His lips were soft and his tongue moved gently. Jack walked forwards until Rose hit the bench. She grabbed its edges. Jack lifted her up so she could sit on it. The kisses kept becoming deeper and deeper. 

They managed getting off most of their clothes somehow. Now they were almost full naked. They kept kissing. Rose held one hand firmly on Jacks neck and one on his cheek. Jack held one hand on Roses cheek and neck and one on her back, pulling her close into him.
Than it happened. Jack moaned. Than Rose. Rose kissed him. Than she stopped because she had moan a little more. She pressed her arm against the cupboard that was behind her. She seeked after something to hold on to. She found a handle she grabbed firmly. She looked up in the ceiling and then closed her eyes while Jack kissed her neck and breast.
Rose's moans made Jack even more horny. He just wanted more of her, he would never get enough.
Jack's touching was something Rose thought she would never come across. It all was so nice. Jack's moaning made her horny as well.

They ended up on the couch in the living room. Now, Jack lied on Rose's breast, breathless. He stared out in the room. Rose stared up in the ceiling, breathless as well.