Sick then Well

Title: Sick then Well
Author: Princess of Detroit
Paring: Jack and Bobby
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING (although I wish I did.)


Jack wasn’t sure if he would ever throw up again. In fact, he wasn’t sure if he had ever thrown up so much in his whole life as he just had in the past fifteen minutes. He curled up on the floor, his hot face pressed against the cool tile. He laid like that for a while, not moving, until he heard the foot steps coming up the stairs. The door to the bathroom opened, but Jack didn’t move.
“Jackie, you ok?” Bobby leaned down to feel Jacks cheeks. Jack just sort of nodded.
“We scared you, didn’t we, by killing those two guys tonight.” Bobby asked, his hand still pressed against Jacks cheek. Jack nodded.
“Come on Jack, you should get some sleep.” But Jack didn’t move. Bobby gently pulled Jack into his lap. Jack rested his head on Bobby’s shoulder and leaned into him. Bobby stood up still holding Jack. He sat him on the toilet and made him brush his teeth and wash his face. Doing this made Jack feel better, but it also made him realize just how tired he was. Bobby noticed this too. Jack didn’t look like he could move. He closed his eyes and thought that he would fall asleep right there on the can. Bobby picked up Jack and carried him to his bedroom.
“Damn CrackerJack, don’t you ever fucking eat?” Jack just let out a small laugh as Bobby laid him on his bed. Bobby turned the light on and closed the door. He turned to the bed and looked down at Jack. Jack didn’t move.
“What, do you need me to undress you to now Jackie?”
“No,” Jack said weakly, “I can do it.” But before he could do anything, Bobby had pulled him into a sitting position and was tugging his dirty shirt off. As Bobby reached for Jacks belt buckle, Jack woke up a bit.
“Whoa, Bobby, I can do that.” But as Jack looked up at Bobby’s he saw a look he had never seen before. It was a mix of love, adoration, and passion. Before Jack could say a word, Bobby’s mouth was crashing into his. Jack didn’t know how to respond. For so many years Bobby had called him a fairy, but now it was Bobby who was kissing him, Bobby who had started this. Not that Jack minded. He couldn’t remember the amount of time he had spent dreaming that Bobby would kiss him. But suddenly Jack grew nervous and pushed Bobby away.
“What- what was that?” Jack asked.
“A kiss.” Bobby answered, as if Bobby kissing Jack was the most normal thing in the world.
“Why did you do it?”
“Because I wanted to.”
“Oh.”
“If you want me to stop and leave…” Bobby said slowly.
“No, no stay.” Jack said. He knew if he didn’t do this now he might never have the chance to do this again. Bobby nodded and leaned down to kiss Jack again. This time Jack responded with all that was in him. Bobby pushed Jack back. Bobby’s weight was comfortably distributed between Jack and Bobby’s forearms. They only broke the kiss when Jack pulled Bobby’s shirt off him. Bobby kissed along Jack’s jaw them moved down to his neck. Bobby kissed his way down Jacks smooth muscled chest. Jack just laid there; his eyes closed enjoying the feel of Bobby’s lips against his skin. Bobby reached Jacks pants. They were still pulled down the way Jack had always worn them, low on the hips with the elastic of his boxers showing. Bobby kissed and licked Jacks hip bone, but didn’t pull off his pants. Bobby looked up to see that Jacks eyes were closed. Bobby crawled up, covering Jacks body with his own and kissed him again, long and slow. Jack opened his eyes and looked into Bobby’s. He felt Bobby’s hand go down his chest, down his stomach, and rest on his fly.
“Do you want to do this?” Bobby asked. Jack just nodded not sure if he trusted his voice. Bobby undid his buckle, and then unzipped the fly. He pulled back and pulled Jacks jeans off and flung them to the ground, then leaned forward to kiss Jack again and after a moment felt Jacks hand at his fly. Jack undid his and Bobby wiggled out of his jeans. As they kissed again. Bobby rubbed himself against Jack, causing Jacks eyes to pop open. Bobby pulled back to smile at Jack before doing it again. Jack moaned into Bobby’s mouth as Bobby’s tongue explored Jack’s mouth and his hips rubbed against Jack. Bobby’s hands found the elastic of Jack’s boxers and pulled them down and off. He threw them into the pile with the rest of their clothing. His hand slipped between there bodies to stroke Jack once, causing Jack to arch up and moan again into Bobby’s mouth. Bobby was also hard and ready. He pulled his own boxers off and discarded them into the pile of clothing on the floor. Bobby reached over to Jack’s nightstand and searched for the old tube of lube he knew Jack had. He poured some into his hand and rubbed it all over his member. He pulled Jack’s legs apart and leaned down to kiss him again. He positioned himself at Jack’s entrance. Bobby kept his eyes locked on Jack’s fact, searching for any sign of pain. Jacks eyes were closed, his chest rising and failing with heavy intakes of breath. He was covered in sweat, but Bobby had never seen him so beautiful. Bobby started to push in, slowly stretching Jack. It hurt a little, but not as much as Jack thought it would. But as Bobby continued to enter Jack the pain grew, after all, Bobby was not a small guy. Bobby stopped when he heard Jack’s sharp intake of air.
“Did I hurt you?” Bobby asked, his voice thick with worry.
“Just a little.” Jack moaned.
“Should I stop?” Bobby asked.
“No.” That was all Jack said. Bobby smile and slowly slide the rest of the way in. He leaned down and kissed Jack again. Bobby let Jack get used to the feel of him inside of him. When he saw Jack relax, Bobby pulled himself out and slowly pushed himself back in. Jack moaned gently as Bobby continue, slowly gaining speed. He was soon thrusting regularly into Jack. Jack wrapped his legs around Bobby’s hips letting Bobby go in deeper. He was hitting that spot in Jack that made him not sure if he would ever breathe again. Bobby wrapped one hand around Jack and stroked him as he trust into him. Jack moaned again, his eyes closed as he concentrated on trying to breathe. Bobby could feel his climax coming so he trusted faster and stroked Jack harder. Suddenly he came into Jack. He gave Jack one more strong stroke before Jack arched his back and cried out Bobby’s name as he too came. Bobby collapsed on top of Jack as they gained there breath again. Bobby reached down and grabbed a towel off Jacks floor to clean them off. When Bobby had done that, he grabbed their boxers and pulled his own on then pulled Jacks on. Bobby gently pushed Jack over and laid next to him. Jack rolled over and laid his head on Bobby’s chest. Bobby wrapped his arms around Jack. He ran his hands up and down Jacks back. Jack was trying to stay awake, but he was losing the fight. Right before Jack succumbed to sleep, Bobby whispered.
“I love you more than anyone Jack.” Jack smiled into Bobby’s chest as his eyes closed and he fell asleep.

the end