Thanks to You (Jalex)

It's no surprise to me I am my own worst enemy

I hummed, feeling my bottom lip slip between his. I sucked on his top lip, pressing back harder and feeling the pressure returned. My hands went to his sides, gripping his sharp hipbones from underneath his t-shirt. I gasped when he nibbled my lip ring, feeling myself stir in my jeans as I trailed my hands down his thighs.

"Fuck." I gasped when he pulled away from me.

I stared into his wide, shock filled eyes before moving forward and sucking his own bottom lip into my mouth.

"Mm." He moaned.

"You dunno wha'ou do to me." I panted, nibbling his lip roughly.

I pulled him more into me, gasping when his hands met my shoulders harshly.

"Alex, what the fuck are you doing? You're drunk right now, you can't just kiss me like this." He panted, trying to move away from me. "And apparently you have something going on with Kellin? I don't get you."

"No. Nothing with Kellin, I jus' fucked'im." I mumbled, moving back to hold his hips in place. "Shit, Jay. I've been dreaming of you in my lap and now you're here."

He bit his swollen lip, raising his eyebrows in shock as I leaned forward.

"Alex." He sighed, pushing on my chest again to stop me. "You're wasted. You've been kissing me when you're drunk and it needs to stop. I serously feel- nevermind, you just can't do this shit and you need to stop getting drunk. I don't even know the last time you were sober."

"I'm fucking begging. Please fucking kiss me. I need it!" I pleaded, licking my lips.

"Take your shower and we'll see." He replied, pressing his forehead into mine.

"Take it with me." I whispered, earning a chuckle from Jack.

"I don't think so. Now come on." He smiled, removing himself from my lap.

"Can you at least help me take my clothes off? I feel dizzy." I lied, licking my lips as I looked him up and down.

"Okay." He agreed, grabing my hands and helping me up slowly this time.

I slouched my shoulders, hearing him laugh before he forced my arms up. His fingertips brushed just above my jeans, pulling my shirt over my head as I shivered. I bit my lip, looking down when his fingers brushed against my skin again as he pulled the button on my jeans open.

"Can you-"

"You." I whined, begging to feel his touch on me just a little longer.

He sighed, pulling the zipper down before he moved to his knees to pull them down my legs. I hummed, picturing him doing something else on his knees.

"Oh shit." I hissed, moving my hand over my dick in attempt to keep it still.

I leaned on the wall and lifted my foot up and felt the rough material tugged off before repeating the process to my other leg.

"Okay, there you go." Jack toold, moving to stand back up.

"You're killin' me, baby." I grunted when he was back in front of me. "Mm. You forgot som'in."

"What? No, you're taking those off yourse-" He stopped when I grabbed his hips and pulled him into me.

"God damn, you're so fuckin' pretty." I told him, pressing my nose against his as I tightened my grip on his hips. "I fuckin' love you."

"Yo-you're drunk." He stuttered, cheeks tinting red when I pressed myself up against his thigh. "You don't know what you're doing, Alex."

I moaned, leaning down and pressing our lips together again. I pulled his lip in between mine and shuddered at the surprised moan getting sucked into my mouth.