To: MyHeartsDesire- Here is your smut, my dear! I hope you like it!

First Time

Jack sighed. It had been six months since he and Aster had become official. He smiled as he loaded the paint mixer again. Aster had been the model boyfriend, for the most part. There were a few times they had butt heads and not spoken until Emma or Koz had forced them to.

The young man furrowed his brows. He and Aster had messed around more times than he could count, never going all the way. He was surprised that his boyfriend had been so accepting about his virginity. Aster had been so patient and understanding, never asking for more than he was comfortable with; lately though, Jack had been wanting more than touching and blow jobs. He just didn't know how to ask for it.

"Hey, bub. It's almost five, what gives?" Emma jarred him from his thoughts.

"Sorry, lost track of time." He smiled at her.

The two left the hardware store and made their way to The Pole. Jack had contemplated asking his sister, but decided against it; it was really none of her business what he wanted Bunny to do to him. Sandy was his best bet. They were good friends, and he was pretty open about anything Jack brought up in conversation. He silently thanked his lucky stars that Koz was away for a few days. Wouldn't want Aster catching wind of this. Emma skipped to Anna's office as soon as she was through the door, leaving Jack to sniff out Sandy.

He found the tiny blonde in a store room holding a clip board. No doubt taking inventory after the big Easter Egg Hunt. He slid up and lightly poked the yellow-clad shoulder.

"Oh, hello Jack. How was work?" He smiled and signed.

"It was alright. Just mixing paints. Do you have a moment?" Jack asked. Hands flying as he shifted from foot to foot.

"Of course. Let's go to my office. You can shut the door if it makes you feel better." Sandy explained. He was so good at reading people.

Inside the office Jacks nerves surged. God this was going to be an awkward conversation. At least he didn't need to know how gay sex worked. He knew that part. What he was after, though, was how to go about getting to the deed, and if Aster would be okay with it.

"Is everything alright with you and Bunny?" Sandy asked as he climbed into his chair.

"No, we're fine. We're great, actually." He told the older man. "It's just- I uh… we, um." Jack stuttered. Sandy gave him a sympathetic smile.

"Is this about sex?"

"Yes." Jack quietly groaned. He dropped his head to his hands when he heard Sandy's quiet huffing laughter.

"I know how it works, so I don't need an explanation. It's just… We haven't, ya know, yet. He's been awesome about not pushing it, but I don't know how to get the hint across that I want him. Every time an opportunity comes up I get too nervous." He said.

"It's not about finding the right time. People are always saying there's a time and a place for love like that. But there's not. You're thinking about this too hard, Jack. When it comes time for you two to 'do the deed', as you said, it'll happen. Atmosphere has nothing to do with it." Sandy explained.

"But, I want it to be… I dunno… special." Jack blushed. Sandy eyes softened at his young friends' romanticism.

"My first time with Koz was in a museum bathroom." Sandy signed and huffed his silent laugh at Jack's wide eyed stare. "I know how it sounds, but that was when I knew I was ready. I was in the same boat you are. He was my first, and will be my last. Koz was ever the gentleman, never doing anything to make me uncomfortable. So don't you worry about getting the moment right. If it happens in your apartment, that's fine. If it happens at his, that's fine too. It could even happen over his desk when you go to see him. That… well that wouldn't be as fine as the other two, but you get where I'm going with this." The blonde smiled sheepishly.

Jack laughed, feeling much more at ease. This was why he liked Sandy so much. The older man always had easy advice when it was needed. He thanked the little astronomer and walked down the hall, taking a left into the second to last door, finding his Bunny asleep on a pile of papers.

Jack walked to him and slid an arm around broad shoulders, bending to press his mouth to the shell of an ear.

"Aster, it's time to wake up." He whispered.

"No, it's not." Came the mumbled response.

"Yes it is, Cottontail. It's almost six. Time to take your boyfriend home." Jack snickered.

Aster stood, and stretched; groaning as his back popped. "Alright then, let's go." He grabbed Jack's waist with both hands then hefted him over a shoulder, walking to the exit. The Australian laughed at the younger man's protests, patting his rear as he placed him back onto the ground. Hand in hand they walked to the jeep, and drove to the twin's apartment.

Once home, Jack quickly picked up the few messes left behind from the morning, and went to his room to change, leaving Aster to grab the controller and turn on NetFlix. He searched through the new releases when he felt his phone vibrate. 'Anna' flashed on the screen.

"What's up? That's this weekend? I'll remind 'im. You two be safe, and have fun… Will do, bye." He ended the call and stood, walking to Jack's door and knocking. "Don't forget that Emma's going with Anna this weekend to that convention thing."

"I remember." He said to the door, and then paused. This was perfect! He'd have the rest of his Saturday and Sunday to attempt to get laid. Jack bounded into the living room, hopped over the couch and settled into Aster's lap.

~*~*~Jack's POV~*~*~

Aster laughed and slid his hands up my back as I leaned into him, they were always so warm. My arms went around his neck, and pulled him into a quick kiss.

"I have an idea." I told him. He hummed as he buried his nose in my neck. "Since Emma's not gonna be here, why don't you stay over?"

"If that's what you want, I'd be happy to." He murmured. I silently high-fived myself as I felt his tongue slide from the base of my neck to my ear, making me shudder. He placed kissed along my jaw and finally to my mouth again.

I loved making out with him; the way he teased with his tongue, the way he tasted, the way he held me… it was amazing. My slender fingers dove into his hair, freeing it from the band he always wore. I had recently learned that he liked having it pulled, so I gripped it and yanked back. He growled and tightened his hands on my thighs. I nipped at his chin and kept my grip firm so he couldn't move. His eyes barely showed any green, his pupils blown, and it took my breath away. The way he looked at me made me feel like I was the only person in his world; it was possessive, and full of adoration. I crushed our mouths together and rolled my hips down. Those eyes I loved so much scrunched closed as he sucked in a breath through his teeth.

"Aster." I gasped against his lips. He'd rolled his hips into mine, lifting us both off the cushions. "I want you."

The older man stopped and stared at me, breathing hard. "Sweetheart- "

"I know. But I want to. I want to be with you. I know it'll kind of hurt, but I trust you." I rushed. He cupped my cheek and gave me an apprehensive look. "I want this." I begged, nuzzling his ear. "Please, Aster."

Minutes later I found myself tossed onto my bed with a very excited older man on top of me. He'd helped me shuck my shirt, and was currently peppering kisses and bites down my chest. My hands fisted in his hair as he took a nipple into his mouth. God it was like a furnace; I arched into his warmth. His teeth teased one while he rolled the other between his fingers.

"Shit, Bunny, Ah!" I gasped. He continued his descent; kisses and bites flowed down my abdomen, past my belly button, and lingered at the hem of my pants. I felt his fingers dip into the waist band and pull. Slowly the pants were slid down, exposing my pale thighs, and falling from my knees and onto the ground. After discarding my pants his hands trailed up my legs, and then my sides.

"Decided to go commando today, eh frostbite?" He smirked at me.

"Well I didn't want you to have to work too hard." I told him.

"How considerate."

I moaned as he took the head of my cock into his mouth, giving it a light suck before sliding down the shaft. I was so focused on what his mouth was doing to me I barely noticed him spreading my legs and then digging something out of his pocket. I jerked, though, when I felt him prod at my virgin hole.

"Not gonna hurt ya, Jackie. I need to loosen ya up." He kissed the inside of my thigh.

"Oh, um…should I- do I need to move?" I stuttered.

"It'll be easier on you if you were on your hands and knees." Aster explained. So I rolled over, trying to ignore how my arms and legs shook.

Bunny leaned over me as he swiped a cool slick between my cheeks. He gently pressed a finger to the ring of muscle.

"Relax for me, Jack." He whispered into the side of my neck. I took a deep breath and urged the tension in me to leave, then he slid the digit inside. It was an odd feeling, not painful though. He worked his finger in and out of me a handful of times before a second joined. There was a bit of sting that came with it, but in a pleasant way. After the initial burn went away, I found myself pushing back against him. Aster smiled into my neck, cooing encouragements to me. He thrust harder, and I grunted as I felt him twist his wrist. Before I could ask what he was doing his fingers pressed against something sending shots of bright white into my vision.

"Aaaaa- Aster!" I moaned.

"How ya feelin', snowflake?" He smirked into the small of my back.

"You better hurry the fuck up." I groaned. I bent my elbows to lay the upper part of my chest against the bed, pushing back onto my Bunny. I gasped as he slid in a third; this one hurt a bit, but his warm breath against my back, and the light, teasing bites to my cheeks made it totally worth it.

It seemed as suddenly as he started, it was over. His fingers were gone and I felt the bed spring back as he got up. Aster had tossed his shirt off and was fumbling with the button on his jeans. He glared when I chuckled. Thankfully he stood by the side of the bed, making it easy for me to reach out to pull him forward by his belt loop and hurled him back onto the bed. I settled on his thighs and popped the button open on his fly. He hummed as I leaned down and scraped my teeth over a hip bone, sneakily sliding down the zipper.

After his pants were thrown I clasped my lips around the head of his length. Every time I saw him, it made me remember just how big he was. It was almost intimidating. I took him halfway down, then back up, wetting him thoroughly. It was nerve-wracking, but thrilling, to think all of this was going to be inside me. Coarse hairs brushed my nose as I slid all the way down. Aster's hands gripped my hair firmly and I could feel how tense his muscles were trying not to thrust into my mouth. He moaned harshly as I hummed around him.

"If you're still wanting to do this ya need to stop, Jackie." He panted. I hummed again then slid up and, with a wet 'pop', released him.

"So how's this gonna work?"

"Why don't you ride me. This way you can control what happens." He said, maneuvering me over his lap. I blushed, trembling, and he leaned up to kiss me. "We don't have to do this." His lips brushed against mine, voice quiet and soothing.

I reached into the nightstand and brought out a condom and another packet of lube, then pushed my ass into his cock. "I told you already. I want you." I ripped the condom open and arranged for the easiest angle to slide it onto him. "And after you so graciously showed me my sweet spot-" The lube was opened and I lathered him, and then my loosened hole. "- This is happening. If you ask me one more time I'm throwing you out and won't speak to you for a month." I leveled a stare at him. His gaze was cool.

"Ride me then. Give me a show." His voice oozed confident sex appeal that shot straight to my leaking cock. I arranged him at my entrance and slowly started the process of sliding him in. The head slid in with minimal sting, but his girth was stretching me like I'd never experienced. It felt like the farther down I impaled myself, the harder it became to breathe. I barely noticed the large, warm hands gliding over me; stroking my sides, lightly scratching down my thighs, gripping my hips. Aster's face was a picture of ecstasy. Eyes closed with knitted brows, head leaned back, lip bitten between perfect teeth breathing deep in barely stitched together concentration. I'd go through anything to see him unraveling like this. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I ground against his pelvis.

"Fuckin' hell, you're tight. God you're amazin'." Aster hissed.

I whimpered, letting the feeling of being completely filled for the first time wash over me. I felt warmth swell in my chest. Six months of dating, occasional fights, and more laughter than I could remember all led to this moment. He made me forget about being the outcast, made the emptiness disappear. I opened my eyes as an epiphany struck me.

"I love you."

I yelped as Aster flipped us. His gaze on me was serious, dominating. He pulled out then shallowly thrust back in. I grunted, eyes fluttering closed.

"Open yer eyes." He ordered. His voice was gravely, deeper; the accent more pronounced. "Say it again." And started a slow pace.

"I love you, Aster." I breathed.

His thrusting gradually got deeper, but stayed the same speed. Being filled over and over was breathtaking. He felt amazing. I could barely form a coherent thought, instead focusing on the rigid erection inside of me. My world narrowed to my own broken gasps and moans; the cries of his name as he hit my prostate over and over. How he watched me.

Aster paused to hike one of my legs around his hips, and the other over his shoulder, and then picked up a more bruising pace. I was being bounced back and forth as he pounded into me. Abruptly- he pulled out, leaving only his head inside, and stopped.

"A-aster? Wha- "

"Who do you belong to?" He growled.

"What- AH!" He harshly slammed back in, slapping my ass.

"Who. Do you. Belong. To?" He growled.

I knew that he could be jealous sometimes; we've had a few arguments about it, but I had to admit that when it bled into our new sex life it was incredibly arousing.

"Please move." I asked; mind still clouded in a lusty haze.

"Answer me."

I whined and reached down to stroke myself. I didn't make it, as he'd grabbed my wrist and pinned it to the bed. He gave another hard thrust, slamming into that wonderful bundle of nerves.

"You! I belong to you!" My back arched off the bed and hands fisted into the comforter. "Please, Aster, don't stop." I sobbed.

He enthusiastically obliged, fucking me until I forgot how to speak. My screams and his moans filled the room, the scent of our sex permeating it. Aster pistoned his hips back and forth eliciting a wet slapping of skin. I could feel the heated pressure of an orgasm building insanely fast. His name was the only thing I was able to chant, but as I felt the dam start to break a hand wrapped around the base of my erection.

"Not yet," Aster told me. "just a bit more, angel." His thrusts became animalist, losing rhythm and becoming erratic.

I whined and begged. "Please let me come. I need it, Aster. Please , I wanna come!"

Aster started stroking me, trying to keep time with his thrusts. Four pulls and I came spilling into his palm, back arched with a violent cry to the ceiling. My walls clenched around him. He pushed inside me roughly grinding his hips into mine as he came, biting into my shoulder to stifle his cry.

We lay in a sticky, sweaty mess on my bed; our breathing heavy and hot. I winced as he pulled out, pilling of the rubber to knot it and toss it into the trash bin. He gave me a lazy grin and I opened my arms to him. We laid together basking in the afterglow.

"Did I break ya?" He murmured.

"Yeah, but it was so worth it." I chuckled. I felt him smile into my hair.

"Say it again for me, Jackie." He whispered.

"I love you, Aster."

"I love you too, snowflake."

End.

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