A/N: Thank you guys for the reviews, it helps so much. To be honest, I don't have a clear idea of where this is going, so don't expect much of an entertaining storyline just yet. Either way, time for a bit of a heated chapter..
Asters place was... Well, it was nice. The Australian wasn't only good looking, he was rich too. Not that it made a huge difference to Jack, but it was a nice bonus. Aster lived in a penthouse, on one of the busiest streets of the city. The walls were painted in a white and darker grey, warm lights hanging from the ceiling. The living room and kitchen were all an open space, the wall at the back made out of glass, showing an amazing view of the city. The apartment was filled with modern furniture.
The drive up to the apartment was filled with silence, but it wasn't awkward like Jack expected it to be. In fact, the silence they'd shared in the car was pleasant. Besides, Aster was concentrating on the road, so it gave Jack enough opportunity to check out the male up close. He had a strong jawline which lead onto a sculpted neck and broad, muscular shoulders. He wasn't overly-buff. He had just the right amount of muscle for an athletic build, and Jack found that it suited him very well. Soon enough he found himself imagining how well it would suit him without clothes..
As they walked into the apartment's living room, Aster gestured for Jack to take a seat on the couch, taking off his usual brown leather jacket. In doing so, Jack saw he was wearing a sleeveless top, revealing his intricate tattoos running down his well sculpted arm. It made the boy wonder where else he might have ink. Before getting too lost in thought, Jack plopped himself down, gazing around the room, having never been in such a luxurious place.
"It's still early. Ya wanna watch a movie?"
When the older male didn't get an answer, he looked over at Jack, who was distracted by the three paintings hanging on one of the walls. They all contained beautiful nature scenes, painted perfectly up until the smallest detail. The boy looked at the canvases with true admiration. Aster felt himself getting embarrassed. "Ah, yeah, they uh.. They're no biggie. Nothin' special t'look at. You can borrow my clothes for the time bein-"
"You mean you made these?" Jack asked, looking back at the flustered male. "That's incredible."
Aster felt the corner of his lips tug up a little.
"What does a larrikin like y'self know about art anyway?" he teased.
"Excuse you, but I happen to have quite a good reputation on the streets." Jack confessed, smirking back at the older male.
"Reputation for paintin' dongers on walls doesn't count, mate."
"Ha ha, very funny. You know the closed down toy factory down Northern Lane?"
"The one with all those squiggles on the garage doors?"
"That's the one. And no, those squiggles aren't mine; if you go 'round the back, there's a huge autumn piece, signed Frost. One of my best works." Jack stated proudly.
"Right, well I remain unconvinced 'till ya bring me there and I see it with my own eyes."
Jack rolled his eyes and smiled as Aster chose a movie and put it in the DVD player, seating himself down next to the boy. He grabbed a remote and pressed a few buttons, dimming the lights. Jack felt his heart beat pick up slightly. The atmosphere that had been set made him feel tense and for some reason he couldn't help but feel like they were on a date. He needed some distraction. Not being able to concentrate on the movie, he just decided to have a little fun.
About 15 minutes into the movie, Aster felt the boy's knee lightly touch his and rest there. Is he doing this on purpose? He shook his head slightly, he should really stop these idiotic thoughts. Five minutes later though, he felt a slender hand rest about halfway up his leg. He looked over at the white-haired male sitting next to him, who was focussing intently on the movie, but couldn't hide a small smile forming.
Well, two can play at this game, he thought. He sighed softly, gently slinging an arm behind Jack, causing them to sit closer and their legs to touch more. He tried to ignore the rapid beating of his heart as he felt Jack's fingers tracing small circles on the inside of his leg, cheekily squeezing every now and then. He lifted his forearm, his fingers lightly stroking through the soft white locks of the boy, gently massaging his way down to the young's neck, tickling his fingers up and down. He felt the boy's movements freeze only for a second before he regained his composure and slid his hand a bit more up, onto Aster's thigh. Leaning his head closer to the boy's ear, the male murmured softly, thickening his accent.
"Anyone ever tell ya not t'play with fire, Frostbite?" He felt the boy shiver beneath him, making his breathing pick up a little. He wasn't sure how far Jack was willing to play this game, but he sure wasn't going to give up easily. The young male turned his head slightly, their foreheads almost touching as he continued his ministrations on Aster's thigh. His voice sounded slightly breathless as he responded.
"You're the one taking in a complete stranger, cottontail. How do you know I won't be gone with all your fancy stuff tomorrow morning?"
Aster chuckled deeply, moving his lips closer to Jack's ear as he trailed his fingers down the boy's side, resting on his waist and gripping it tightly. "Don't make me tie ya to the bed.."
Jack caught his breath slightly, his pants starting to feel uncomfortably tight at Aster's words and ministrations. He bit his lip and squeezed the older male's leg tightly. He felt Aster's other hand cup his face lightly. Images of the alleyway flashed in his mind.. the grip on his wrists, Aster's voice.. He let out a shaky breath and tilted his head.
Aster leant in and their lips pressed together. First soft, hesitant, movements which slowly melted into longer lingering kisses. Their breath started picking up more as they shifted to face each other better, their lips passionately moving together. Aster greedily slid his hand down to Jack's ass, giving it a firm squeeze, eliciting an excited moan from the boys mouth. Aster felt Jack pull his hair as they battled for dominance in the kiss, their bodies clashing together.
As they pulled back for air, Aster trailed soft kisses down to Jack's neck, nipping and sucking at the pale flesh. Jack let out a soft groan, gripping onto Aster tightly as he lay back on the couch, the tongue on his neck driving him crazy.
"Fuck, Frostbite.. What're ya doin' t'me.." Aster murmured huskily, the male beneath him whimpering eagerly in response. Aster growled, pressing their lips together again as he skilfully undid Jack's pants and roughly tugged them down. Jack's member was straining against his briefs, pre-cum already leaking from the head. Aster pulled back from the kiss and nuzzled underneath Jack's jaw to catch his breath, gripping the boy's member firmly.
"Tell me what y'want, love," Aster panted.
"Mnh, Aster.. Please..!"
The older male started pumping Jack's member slowly, squeezing it occasionally, making Jack shiver and squirm beneath him as he choked back moans. "M-mng.. Faster.." Aster groaned excitedly at the boy's request, jerking him faster and brushing his thumb over the tip as he hungrily lapped at Jack's throat. Jack rolled his head back into the couch, bucking his hips up into Aster's wrist, waves of pleasure washing over him. He felt his body tense all too soon and as he came, he moaned Aster's name over and over, gripping the long dark locks tightly, cum shooting over both of them.
"Oh f-fuck.." he panted as Aster licked some of his cum off his fingers. "I'm so sorry.."
Aster just grinned down at him.
"Tha's alright, mate. I won," he said as he sat back up on the couch. Jack sat up too, his pants still around his knees and cum covering his shirt.
"You..won?" Jack frowned as he pulled his pants back up.
"'Course.. After all, you were just messin' with me, weren't ya Frostbite?"
