Bite Me

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{Jack's POV}

I have no regrets for putting it in Jack's POV instead of Fire's POV.

Thanks sisters ;) (JAMES CHARLES)

Since Jonah was finally old enough to drink, (he turns 21 on June 16) Fire decided to take him to a bar.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked as Jonah drove the van.

She smiled at me. "Positive. We're gonna see how drunk ol' Jonah here can get." "Oh, no, I don't like the sound of this," Zach said, clentching onto me.

"Watch out, Fire, Zachary Dean Herron is coming for ya manz," Corbyn warned.

"ZACH GIVE ME JACK BACK!" she yelled, which made me blush a bit.

"Okay, okay! I'm only doing this because I'm scared of you!" he said, jumping back over to his seat.

[Time Skip]

As the night was halfway over, Jonah was actually drunk for the first time, and so was Fire, which meant Corbyn was gonna have to drive the van.

"I knew this'd happen," I mumbled under my breath, looking at a very drunk Fire about to kiss a very drunk Jonah. He was pulling her by her waist close to him.

"Jonah! No! You have Tate! You can't take Fire! You can't have her!" I say, grabbing Fire's arm and Jonah's arm and dragging then to the van.

"Come on, boys, we're leaving," I hell over my shoulder to Zach, Corbyn and Daniel. They follow close behind to the parked van.

As we get in the van, I tell Jonah to get in the back and Fire is gonna beside me in the far back. Corbyn is driving, Daniel is in the passenger seat, and Zach is sitting next to Jonah.

[Time Skip]

After a while when we got home, Fire had been asking me many questions and rambling on and on about God knows what while I was practicing the guitar.

"Bite me!" she says. "What?" I asked, a little annoyed but not much because honestly this was freaking cute.

"Bite me, Jack! Bite me!" she repeated.

I shrugged. I was finally gonna give her what she wanted. "Okay."

"Wait, what?" she asked as I bit her shoulder. She gripped my arm and gripped my curls as she let out a gasp.

I stopped and pulled back, smiling. She never let go of my curls though. I smirked as her face was flushed and her eyes were dilated.

She smirked. "I never said stop! Bite me, Jack!"

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