You Are My Life, the Air I Breathe
There's room for two, six feet under the stars
'Jack babe, there's been a change of plan. Are you okay doing the guitar on your own?' Alex asks, stroking my arm,
'Of course, why aren't you doing it?' I say softly,
'Two strings snapped on my guitar and we don't have time to restring.' He sighs, his fingers curling around my bicep,
'Its just not your day today, is it babe?' I sigh, wrapping my arms around his shoulder, he shakes his head,
'First my fucking laptop breaking. Then arguing with Zack. Now this. I just wanna go to bed.' he whispers,
'I know baby, it's just one acoustic show then we can go back to the hotel and you can have a nap.' I tell him softly,
'I can't. I'm gonna talk to Zack.' he sighs,
'Okay, well that's good. You can cuddle with me and have a nap after wards.' I tell him and he smiles at me and pecks my lips,
'What would I do without you.' he says softly,
'Youd probably have a really fit boyfriend and be really happy.' I sigh and he looks at me confused,
'Baby, you are my really fit boyfriend. You make me happier than anything, don't ever think you don't make me happy.' he whispers and kisses me softly,
'I love you.' I breathe.
I watch Alex as he sings, he always looks so lost without a guitar, he never knows what to do with his hands, so they just kind of flap around and tug at his shirt. Dammit, when he tugs at his shirt. He doesn't even realise his doing it, he just pulls and tugs at the too tight tshirt, pulling it up slightly to reveal his snail trail or pulling it down so you can see his chest, he's so fucking hot
I motion for Alex to come over and he giggles into his microphone, 'Oooh, I'm being summoned.' he says and walks over to me with a slight skip in his step, I grab his tshirt and pull him down so I can speak directly into his ear,
'If you carry on tugging at your damn shirt, I'm going to have to rip it off you.' I whisper and he gasps softly,
'Jack, shut up, I don't have a guitar. I can't hide my dick.' he whispers back and I smirk,
'Maybe you should stop being so fucking sexy.' I whisper huskily and he nods, biting his lip,
'Jacks being a cheeky little shit.' he says into his mic when he gets back to the mic stand, 'stop staring at my ass and play weightless.' he smirks and I roll my eyes at him.
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'Go talk to Zack, then I want you straight back to our hotel room.' I say sternly, squeezing Alexs ass, thank fuck we're at a hotel tonight. I need him so bad.
'Okay babe, I shouldnt be long. zack can't stay mad at anyone.' he giggles, his eyes twinkling,
'Especially not someone as pretty as you.' I smile and peck his lips.
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When Alex gets back, I'm spread out on the bed, pumping myself lazily, 'Fuck.' Alex moans, shutting the door and leaning against it,
'Everything okay with Zack?' I ask casually,
'Y-Yeah, great.' he mutters, unbuttoning his jeans before sliding his hand in them, 'God you look gorgeous.' he sighs, 'Can I come over there?' he asks, knowing I like to dominate,
'No, I want you to strip where you are.' I smirk and he nods and takes his jacket off and throws it on the floor, 'get that dahits hit off lexy, you've been driving me insane with that thing today.' I say, jacking myself off harder, he pulls his shirt over his head sexily and I moan, he quickly pushes his jeans and boxers down and kicks them away, leanin against the hotel door and jerking himself, his head leaned back, I groan at the sight, 'get your sexy ass over here baby boy.' I smirk and he walks over slowly and climbs onto the bed, I sit up and pull him towards me, kissing him passionately.
'Of course, why aren't you doing it?' I say softly,
'Two strings snapped on my guitar and we don't have time to restring.' He sighs, his fingers curling around my bicep,
'Its just not your day today, is it babe?' I sigh, wrapping my arms around his shoulder, he shakes his head,
'First my fucking laptop breaking. Then arguing with Zack. Now this. I just wanna go to bed.' he whispers,
'I know baby, it's just one acoustic show then we can go back to the hotel and you can have a nap.' I tell him softly,
'I can't. I'm gonna talk to Zack.' he sighs,
'Okay, well that's good. You can cuddle with me and have a nap after wards.' I tell him and he smiles at me and pecks my lips,
'What would I do without you.' he says softly,
'Youd probably have a really fit boyfriend and be really happy.' I sigh and he looks at me confused,
'Baby, you are my really fit boyfriend. You make me happier than anything, don't ever think you don't make me happy.' he whispers and kisses me softly,
'I love you.' I breathe.
I watch Alex as he sings, he always looks so lost without a guitar, he never knows what to do with his hands, so they just kind of flap around and tug at his shirt. Dammit, when he tugs at his shirt. He doesn't even realise his doing it, he just pulls and tugs at the too tight tshirt, pulling it up slightly to reveal his snail trail or pulling it down so you can see his chest, he's so fucking hot
I motion for Alex to come over and he giggles into his microphone, 'Oooh, I'm being summoned.' he says and walks over to me with a slight skip in his step, I grab his tshirt and pull him down so I can speak directly into his ear,
'If you carry on tugging at your damn shirt, I'm going to have to rip it off you.' I whisper and he gasps softly,
'Jack, shut up, I don't have a guitar. I can't hide my dick.' he whispers back and I smirk,
'Maybe you should stop being so fucking sexy.' I whisper huskily and he nods, biting his lip,
'Jacks being a cheeky little shit.' he says into his mic when he gets back to the mic stand, 'stop staring at my ass and play weightless.' he smirks and I roll my eyes at him.
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'Go talk to Zack, then I want you straight back to our hotel room.' I say sternly, squeezing Alexs ass, thank fuck we're at a hotel tonight. I need him so bad.
'Okay babe, I shouldnt be long. zack can't stay mad at anyone.' he giggles, his eyes twinkling,
'Especially not someone as pretty as you.' I smile and peck his lips.
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When Alex gets back, I'm spread out on the bed, pumping myself lazily, 'Fuck.' Alex moans, shutting the door and leaning against it,
'Everything okay with Zack?' I ask casually,
'Y-Yeah, great.' he mutters, unbuttoning his jeans before sliding his hand in them, 'God you look gorgeous.' he sighs, 'Can I come over there?' he asks, knowing I like to dominate,
'No, I want you to strip where you are.' I smirk and he nods and takes his jacket off and throws it on the floor, 'get that dahits hit off lexy, you've been driving me insane with that thing today.' I say, jacking myself off harder, he pulls his shirt over his head sexily and I moan, he quickly pushes his jeans and boxers down and kicks them away, leanin against the hotel door and jerking himself, his head leaned back, I groan at the sight, 'get your sexy ass over here baby boy.' I smirk and he walks over slowly and climbs onto the bed, I sit up and pull him towards me, kissing him passionately.