tangled up in blue

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"Hey," I panted, weakly pushing him against the tiles and out of the main spray of water. He was too confused to fight back as I grabbed his still erect member. "My turn."

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He snarled, swatting my hand away after coming to his senses. There it was. The classic 'Jace is an emotionally unavailable asshole' move that I'd been waiting for.

"Do... do you not want me to?" I whispered against his lips, suddenly timid again.

To my surprise, his angry eyes darkened with lust. "I didn't say that. I just don't take favors from people I don't like."

So, from no one then.

Thankful for the steam that covered my blush as I spoke, I attempted to sound confident. In reality, I was terrified. "Then don't call it a favor."

My knees were against the wet floor before he could stop me.

It's way too big. I'll choke. He'll think I'm terrible.

And yet regardless of my complete inexperience, I wrapped a shaky hand around him and pushed down the fear biting at the back of my mind. I took a deep breath, and in one gulp put my mouth around his cock.

"Shit-" he hissed in surprise at my sudden action.

"Did- did I do something wrong?" I said quietly, pulling away.

"Shut up and keep going," he growled, grabbing the back of my hair and pushing me back onto his dick. My eyes were watering barely even half way down his significant length but I refused to stop. I knew I was probably just some virgin that he wanted to use as an experiment and then ditch a week later like all of his hook-ups, but I found myself wanting to please him. Honestly, I had no idea what I was doing- sucking dick wasn't exactly my forte- but I thought back to what Jace had done last time to make my eyes water and instinctively hollowed my cheeks. A low moan escaped his lips for the second time as he tipped his head back and arched further into my mouth. If I'd been told a month ago that I would be making Jace Jackson moan I would have laughed hysterically, but now, I was becoming painfully aware of my reality. I was giving my best friend's older brother a blowjob. And I was enjoying it.

"Move. I'm- I'm gonna..." He tried to pull my head away but I resisted his strong hands. I didn't want him to see me as some weak, fragile thing anymore, so I dared to put my hands on his hips as I licked one last stripe along his throbbing shaft. Jace cursed as he shook and warm, salty liquid shot down my throat. I pulled away and in stubborn refusal to choke, met his eyes and boldly swallowed his entire load.

"Why the fuck did you do that?" He panted with wide eyes. His hair turned black under the wet spray and fell across his forehead. Combined with his flushed cheeks, I realised something. He wasn't just attractive. I was attracted to him. My entire life I'd thought I was just jealous of him; his body, his irritatingly perfect features, the way he was so effortlessly flawless. But I didn't think I wanted to be him at all. It was something else. Something dark and shuddering and alive that had been clawing its way up from the pits of my desire for longer than I'd cared to know.

What's happening to me?

"Why?" I asked nervously, slowly getting to my feet. "Was it bad?"

I couldn't gage his emotions as he studied my face. "No, it wasn't bad. That's the problem."

I wanted to question him further, but he was already turning off the water and stalking past me. As he dried himself off with a towel and pretended that he hadn't just arrived in my mouth, I found the courage to speak. "What are we doing, Jace?"

He walked back towards me with a sly smirk before wrapping his towel around my naked shoulders. "We're going to bed." My confused frown instantly turned into a shudder as he leant closer and whispered into my ear, "You coming?"