When he was bad... | By : Musashden Category: +S through Z > Xiaolin Showdown Views: 4569 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When he was Bad...
Jack walked around Chase's lair in a daze. The events a few weeks ago still buzzing around in his head. Chase had been so sweet. So loving. It made his stomach hurt to think about. Thankfully they had been restored but Jack couldn't help but feel Chase still wasn't back to normal. He knew the events had shaken the warlord, made him second guess his feelings about anything. So Jack stayed out of his way, knowing if Chase felt cornered, he'd lash out. And Jack would rather not get hit. But he never knew giving Chase his space would end with him being hurt anyway.
Jack had just witnessed something that made him feel like vomiting. He had gone to see if Chase wanted to spar, only to find the man in his throne room. Sitting on said throne, his legs spread and his pants around his ankles. Most of Jack's nausea came from the fact that he just witnessed Chase getting a blow job from Wuya. The rest was cause by swirling confusion. Why hadn't Chase come to him if he needed release? Why did Chase just look at Jack when he entered the room, until he ran out? Why did he look so bored? Why Wuya?
"That bitch." Jack said as he continued to walk. He finally made it to his room and proceeded to locking himself in it for days. Like he would back home when his father smacked him. It felt the same. The same hurt in his heart. The wondering what he had done wrong. The cat servants took up Jack's mother's role after such an incident. Bringing him food and anything else that might get the boy out of his depression. The last step would be an apology from the person who wronged him. But he knew it wasn't coming. Which is why it hurt worse than his father's abuse.
After weighing his options he decided to go back home. At least there an apology and an eventual buying of love came. But Chase had not shown his face in Jack's room since the events that showed him what it would be like to be on the side of good. Every night since then, Jack waited, on the edge of sleep. Waited to feel the hands of his idol sliding up the back of his thighs. Under his sheets. Between his legs. But it never happened. That is, until he started packing his book bag to leave.
"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Jack kept himself from jumping or screaming when he heard Chase in doorway. But he kept packing, not looking at Chase. Chase walked to him, standing so close that if Jack moved more than an inch to his left he'd be bumping into Chase's bare chest.
Jack held his ground as he continued to pack. Although he felt the distracting warmth of Chase's skin, right next to his arm. Chase smelled like he had just taken a shower. His scent so fresh, so close. Jack inhaled, shuddering when he exhaled. He could feel his lips starting to quiver. Chase's eyes never leaving Jack's as he stared down at his bag.
"Your master asked you a question." Chase growled. Jack stepped sideways to get away from Chase's hand as it rose to touch the small of his back. He looked Chase in the eyes for the first time in weeks. He found so much courage in doing so. He stopped shaking, his lip stopped quivering. His eyes stopped threatening to spill over with tears. He simply zipped his bag and put it over his shoulder.
"I'm leaving." he said point blank. He started for the door but Chase put his arm in the way to stop him. In the old days - Chase would just grab his arm to keep him from leaving. Squeezing it, giving him bruises, to let him know who was boss.
"Why?" Chase asked.
"Because," Jack started. He took a second to look Chase up and down. "You don't need me."
"What are you talking about?" Chase asked. "No one needs you." he stated. Jack couldn't hide his hurt expression. Since they started their relationship, Chase hadn't said anything that hurtful. In fact when they started their relationship Chase had nothing but nice things to say. How much he loved the sounds Jack made. How sweet he tasted. How fun it was to touch his pale skin. "I want you." Chase stated. Jack's heart fluttered for a moment before he glared at Chase.
"If you want me so damn much why are you fucking the old hag instead of me!?" Jack was suddenly yelling. Chase was taken back for a moment before he remembered what Jack was talking about.
"I'm not 'fucking' her." Chase said. "You were neglecting me. Even though I'm patient, I got a little bored of my own hand."
"So you just--
"She means nothing to me. I needed release and that's all it was." Chase interrupted.
"How am I any different?" Jack asked crossing his arms.
"I love you." Chase stated without any hesitation.
"Wha....What?" Jack stammered.
"Why are you acting this way? You had no problem when I said it a few weeks ago." Chase said.
"When--"
"Let me refresh your memory." Chase interrupted again. He grabbed Jack and tossed him down on the bed. Before Jack could get up Chase straddled him. "I think this was the position. Now...." he started bouncing up and down. Mimicking the act of sex. "I was thoroughly enjoying the feel of having you cock inside me. And I distinctly remember moaning: 'So good.....Jack I love you."
"That happened in an alternate timeline." Jack said.
"But it still happened. And I can still remember it. Evil or not. It's the truth. There is no one else I would allow inside me." Chase purred leaning down. Jack just looked at him shocked. Chase had never offered himself up like this. Maybe the events of the alternate time line were a good thing. "I've never needed you more." He rubbed his toned ass against Jack's quickly forming erection.
"You said you didn't need me." Jack said holding Chase back from the kiss he leaned in for.
"I lied." Chase moaned.
"How do I know you're not lying now?" Jack asked.
"Have I ever lied to you?" Chase asked. Now that Jack thought it about, Chase had never lied to him. Maybe withheld information - but never lied. As he thought, Chase took Jack's hand in his own and had Jack cup his ass.
"You mean--
"I need you now, Jack." Chase moaned. Jack brought both of his hands up to cup Chase's face. He looked his idol in the eyes. Searching them for the truth. He found those serpent eyes smiling at him deviously. Chase wasn't bewitched, or drunk. He was serious. Chase suddenly kissed him.
"That alternate time line made me see so many things. So many things that we never try. That I want to try." Chase purred, cool as can be.
"Don't let me stop you." Jack said. His thoughts of leaving now gone as Chase rubbed his nipples through his shirt. Chase quickly stripped them both and turned so his erection was directly over Jack's face. "Sixty-nining?"
"Is that what you call it?" Chase asked smirking over his shoulder at Jack.
"Like you know a better name." Jack said rubbing Chase's thighs absently.
"I was around when the position was thought up. They called it soixante-neuf ."
"That's sixty nine in French." Jack said looking Chase.
"Yes but it sounds so much better in that language--Ahh Ah!" Chase couldn't finish his sentence or hold back his awkward moan when Jack suddenly laved at his opening with him tongue. He felt his face heat up. Thrilled by the sensation the teasing lick sent through him. It felt like an eternity since he felt something so good. He wasn't ashamed to admit he missed Jack's hands all over him. Even now, Jack's pale fingers were running slowly up and down the back's of his thighs. His arms soon hooked under Chase's legs. Pulling him closer, Jack moaned as he pushed his tongue inside Chase's tight entrance.
"Mm!" Jack moaned louder. His mouth watering as Chase's taste soaked his tongue. It was like licking a lemon. Mixed with something like...honey suckles.
"Ah!" Chase couldn't concentrate on giving Jack head. Jack pushed his tongue in deeper until his lips could touch Chase's cheeks. "Un dieu d'Oh." All the languages he knew fluttered around in his head as Jack made out with his hole. He gave up on trying to make sense. His brain clouded, only his native language came out. "B� y�o chu�! Jack!"
Jack tried to translate while he moved his tongue about. Chase's breathing was labored, and he started bucking his hips. Jack identified a few words. Chase was telling him not to stop. Or he was telling him he couldn't take much more. Jack suddenly pulled his mouth away. Replacing his tongue with two fingers.
"Unh!" Chase arched his back. Jack pressed them down towards Chase's balls, knowing he was pressing Chase's prostate by the way he tightened around the digits. And mewled like a cat in heat. Jack started moving his fingers in and out. Distracting Chase as he slid from beneath him and stood on his knees. He reached under his pillow to retrieve the bottle of lube that was always there. He uncapped it and poured some directly on his neglected erection. "Jack.... b� y�u d� jiān fēng......" Chase almost sang his moan. Jack positioned himself and expertly slid his cock inside Chase as he withdrew his fingers.
"Damn..." Jack sighed when he was finally seated inside Chase. The warlord was writhing about. Moaning in Cantonese and English, bucking his hips impatiently.
"Spicer!" Chase growled angrily when Jack suddenly pulled out all the way. Chase was pushed on to his back, his legs pushed up to his chest and re-entered before he could think of something to yell at Jack. Being filled so rapidly made him arch his neck back. Jack kissed his exposed skin lovingly before he kissed Chase on the lips. Chase purred and slid his arms around Jack's neck."C�o wǒ." Chase whispered against Jack's lips.
Jack's eye brows went up for a moment before they furrowed back down, to make his smirk look a little devious. He knew what that meant. It loosely translated as 'fuck me'. "If that's what you want." he said before he started to do just that. Once he started he felt like he couldn't stop. He set a maddening pace, driven by Chase's erotic gasps and screams and his own desire to feel more of his idol's tightness. And Chase only opened his legs wider and dug his nails deeper into Jack's pale shoulders.
The feel of it - of Jack - was amazing. Better than Chase remembered it feeling a few weeks ago. But then again the position was different. The pace was faster and harder. But the need was the same. Chase felt it. In the pit of his stomach he felt the same. The same need to be filled until he over flowed. "Unh!!" He couldn't help but cry out as Jack continued to rub his marvelously thick cock against his prostate. He could feel his entire body shake as Jack thrust into him. He had never reached the edge of orgasm so fast in his long life. But here he was, trying to tell Jack he was close but finding he could speak the words. "I'm! Unh Oh Jack!" was all he could scream before he came hard. Spilling a large amount of cum on his abdomen.
"Holy crap!" Jack gasped and jerked inward. Chase knew how tight he had gotten when he came. And he knew exactly how much Jack was enjoying his vice like tightness. A split second later Jack let out a high pitched yelp and came inside of him. And just as Chase had hoped for, he was filled until he overflowed. Jack pulled out and sat back on his legs to catch his breath. Chase simply stretched his trembling limps and purred in delight.
"Bravo, Jack." he sighed and settled in for a nap. That is, until Jack turned him over on his back. "Hey--
"I'm still hard." Jack simply stated before he thrust back into Chase. It took him a moment to get over the shock. Jack leaned over his back and whispered to him. "I've got a months worth of hard-ons - all saved up, just for you."
Chase could only grip the mattress and moan. Who was he to reject such exquisite pleasure. Especially when Jack was so good at giving it. But during their fifth time of the night he felt his strength waning. And without any witnesses he voluntarily begged Jack for a break. Or at least he thought they didn't have any witnesses. They were both too exhausted to notice the pair of green eyes watching them from a crack in the door. However Chase did hear a growl of jealousy before he noticed the eyes. They soon went away though.
"She's going to try to kill me, isn't she?" Jack asked. Chase looked up at Jack from where he was resting his head on his chest.
"She's just mad. She'll get over it." Chase said nonchalantly. He really could care less about her at the moment. Or anything else for that matter, besides the person beside him. Jack noticed Chase was staring at him and smiled.
"What is it?" Jack asked. "Something wrong?"
"No." Chase answered before smirking. Jack kissed his forehead lovingly before they both rested against the pillows and fell asleep.
Author's note: Yeah kind of a punch out, sappy ending that leave room for a sequel that probably won't happen. I don't know yet. Anyway hoped you liked it!
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