Jack laid there while Chase stared at him, the hint of shock in his eyes saying everything that Jack needed to know. They said nothing for a while, just staying where they were and waiting for the other person to make the first move. Jack finally put a hand on Chase's shoulder and pushed the warlord aside. Chase didn't fight back and allowed himself to be moved, rolling over to his backside and watching Jack get out of the bed. The young man took the blanket and cleaned off the mess on his stomach, still silent as he went over to a wardrobe and threw it open. He grabbed the first shirt he saw and slipped it on, the sleeves were too long and it was loose on the rest of his body but he didn't care as he yanked open one of the drawers and pulled out a pair of drawstring pants and stepped into them as well, tieing the strings so the pants would stay on him and he rolled up the legs so he could walk without tripping. Jack grabbed another shirt and pants and tossed them on the bed before closing the wardrobe and standing there with his hands still on the door's handles.
"You're upset." Chase broke the silence.
"Yes, I am. I don't know why I am. I signed up for this, I should have known something like this was going to happen." Jack admitted.
"How could you tell that I'm no longer in heat?" Chase asked.
"Your body is cooler than the first time we..." Jack let that statement trail off. "You're also in a lot more control when it comes to that. Being patient enough to order me to..." Jack let that one trail off as well, not able to verbally admit what had happened. "I should have noticed it sooner, I probably did. I just didn't want this to end." Jack lowered his hands and sighed.
"If you did not want this to end, then why are you upset that I continued this even after my heat ended?" Chase showed no sign in putting on the clothing Jack had put on the bed.
"I don't know. I think. I mean..." Jack groaned the rubbed his temple with his fingers. "This went from me agreeing to help you with your heat to us just fucking for fun."
"Do you find fault with that?" Jack sighed and faced Chase, unable to find any words as he saw Chase laying out on the bed, running his finger along his well-toned stomach and still completely bare. Jack closed his eyes and shook his head after he realized he was just staring silently. He opened his eyes and looked at the ground, knowing he couldn't think straight or at all seeing Chase like that.
"Yes, no, maybe, I don't know." Jack turned back away so he could lift his head. "I have no idea what I'm thinking or feeling right now. I don't know why I'm upset like I've said. The sex is good, strike that, it's fucking amazing, I don't know how I'm able to walk most of the time after we're done. Every kiss makes me weak. Just you looking at me is enough to shut my brain down. Do you know how hard it is to do that? My brain is on a constant roll of thoughts and ideas and sometimes I can't even sleep because so much is happening in there and-"
"Tell me why you're upset." Chase said, cutting Jack off.
"I told you, I don't know." Jack crossed his arms.
"Tell me why you're upset." Chase repeated, his voice sounding as if it was getting closer.
"I just said, I don't know."
"Tell me why you are upset."
"I. Don't. Know."
"Tell me."
"I don't know!"
"Tell-"
"Because you lied to me!" Jack spun around and found Chase right in front of him.
"You're upset because I lied? If I recall correctly, you've told a number of lies before." Chase placed a hand on his hip and tilted his head. "The first time you came to my home and asked for a partnership or to 'hang out' as you referred to it, you had your fingers crossed behind your back."
"How did you-"
"I see everything in my home, Spicer. Everything."
"Then I have no right to be upset then? I'm not allowed to feel used instead of helpful like you made me believe that I was."
"You have a right to be upset, what I did wasn't the most honorable choice I have made in my life. But you and I both have done worse in our years." Jack sighed and turned his head away.
"So, what now?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do we do now? I clearly fucked something up with my question. Are we just going to go back to how we were? With me trying everything in my power to impress you while you treat me like some pathetic insect and we act as if this had never happened?" Jack heard his voice crack and felt tears building up in his eyes. Chase put a hand on Jack's chin and made the younger man look at him.
"You're crying." Chase spoke the statement as a question.
"I do that often, remember?" Jack sighed, lightly grabbed Chase's wrist and lowered the warlord's hand.
"Why?"
"I don't..." Jack knew he couldn't say 'I don't know' anymore. Chase was too smart to believe that anymore. "I just realized that I'm going to lose the closest thing to a relationship I have ever had."
"Who ever said we were ending this?" Jack couldn't prevent his eyes from widening and head moving back in shock.
"What?" Chase wrapped an arm around Jack's waist and pulled him close.
"Why would I want to give up something that I enjoy?" Chase took his other hand and ran it along Jack's stomach. "You've clearly shown your submissiveness and willingness to partake in anything that I please." Chase slipped his hand into the front of pants that Jack was currently wearing. "Why would I choose to get rid of something so fun?" Jack let out a shaky gasp when Chase gripped him and slowly started pumping. "Do you want this to end, Jack?"
"N-No." Jack stuttered.
"We can take this one day at a time and see how this works." Jack nodded his head and let out a groan when Chase swiped his thumb along the tip. "What do you say? Shall we?"
"Please." Jack whined when Chase removed his hand but yelped when he was lifted up and tossed onto the bed. Chase leaped on the bed as well and chuckled as he started nipping at Jack's neck. "W-Wait." Chase groaned in annoyance and rested himself on his elbows.
"What?"
"When did your heat end?"
"Two weeks ago." Chase answered without missing a beat and kissed Jack before the young man could respond.
