Hey everyone. This was supposed to be out last week but i got behind as i kept changing things and also a short one shot kept getting me distracted. So in the next few days there will be a one shot Valentines themed i will post but until then there will be a second half to this chapter. Warning to all those that don't like smut that will be what it is (and the part i keep changing). I would say there is probably about 5 more chapter at the most left of this story. I have not forgot about CA but i want to get this finished then i will work on that one full force.

So to all those out there i hope you had a good valentines day. This is my gift to you.

Saint Valentine's Day

Aster threw his truck into park and leaned forward his forehead against the top of the steering wheel. He breathed out a large sigh of relief that the day had finally ended even if it was 8 at night. Aster had been hoping to take Jack out for the night since it was Valentines day but Aster had been working late all week to make up lost time due to some bad weather to finish the home on time. So Aster had to cancel the plans earlier in the week and Jack has to work the whole weekend. Luckily they just got finished today and the family that bought the home would be moving in that weekend. Aster was looking forward to a few days off before the next project. Maybe spend some extra time with his boyfriend alongside catch up on some much needed sleep.

Since the New Year it had been a long month and a half. Every Monday and Wednesday Jack would stay the night in the apartment after he got off work and Aster would drop him off the next morning at the school for his volunteer work. Jack would also stay at the apartment some weeks on Tuesday and Thursday as well and Aster could care less as he enjoyed waking up to Jack every morning.

Aster's once quite apartment was now loud almost 4 nights out of the week. It was also feeling cramped as Jack had brought over more so his stuff that now littered the apartment in places. Half Aster's closet was not filled with shirts and pants that where Jacks as well as half the dresser was emptied out of supplies Aster stored for his art for Jack's socks and other necessities. His precious art supplies now sat in the front living room in a plastic box in a corner. The bathroom small counter was an organized mess.

It was chaos that days when Aster was particularly tired he would accidently try and slip on a pair of Jack's pants which he could barely get half his leg into the skinny jeans the younger male preferred. The first time Jack had been in the kitchen making coffee when he had heard a thump from the bedroom and came running only to find Aster sprawled out on the floor feet tangled in a pair of his jeans. He also was caught accidently wearing some of Jack's Axe cologne by his father one day. After his father had taken jabs at him for half the morning at work as well as the rest of the crew his father finally had told him it was a good thing his other half was male and he didn't show up to work smelling of something girly.

Aster enjoyed all of it though. Even the few fights the couple had over the time since they had to get used to being in each other's space. Aster had learned a few quirks of Jack like the fact he is a bit of a neat freak. Where Aster would sometimes strip and leave the clothes where they lay Jack would have a fit picking them up telling Aster the hamper was there for a reason. For Jack everything had a place even in the little apartment and Aster teased Jack of his housewife ways. Even going as far as to say, "Yes Mommy." Jack learned about Aster as well though in that time as well. Like Aster would at times just run out of the room to return with a sketch book when inspired. Jack also learned that under the bed on Aster's side, Aster could not believe he had a side now, where a few sketch books filled of drawings of him.

Aster was upset as he opened his door to drag himself out of his truck and up the stairs to the apartment, because he had wanted to take Jack out to a nice dinner and then maybe a movie. Now he had to make it up to his boyfriend because he did not get him even a single rose. Aster's mother was going to tear into him once she found out.

Aster made it closer to his apartment and even in his tired daze he heard some faint music. He figured it was a neighbor being sweet to their spouse or whatever which put him in a sour mood. It is when he had the key in his lock that he finally snapped out of his daze. The music was coming from his apartment making him wonder did he accidently leave the TV on after watching the weather. That can't be right because along with the music Aster could also smell something delicious wafting out as he cracked the door open and the lights where on.

Jack had said he had picked up an extra shift for work since Aster had to work late. Confused on what was going on Aster pushed the door all the way open to his lite apartment to a glorious view. Music was coming from the TV playing from the romantic channel. His apartment was lite up with soft lights and some candles on the table. There was single aster flower in a vase on the table as well. The best part was wearing Aster's apron in the kitchen was Jack who was tossing a salad into a bowl before setting portions on a two plates.

In Aster's confusion he only said one word, "Frostbite?"

At the nickname Jack's head snapped up to see Aster standing at the door. "Hey there, Roo welcome home."

Aster closed the door behind him and moved slowly into the apartment as Jack turned to the oven. Aster went to eh kitchen counter glancing at the table again before turning back to Jack who was pulling out a large pan from the oven. One glance into the deep pan showed a roast surrounded with root vegetables that Jack set on the counter over some pot holders. Jack covered it with foil and moved to grab the two plates of salad.

"I thought you were pulling another shift at the store to make up some hours you lost since for weeks now you have not been able to work full time?" Aster asked because it was the truth. With the volunteer work, college, and some of the trial prep Jack barely had any time to sleep sometimes if the exhaustion he showed every day he stayed at the apartment was any indication. Jack was constantly on the go more so than before and was also plagued with nightmares of the upcoming trial. Luckily the first day of trial would be at the beginning of March.

Jack set the plates on the small table before turning around and removing the apron. "I was going to actually but I could not get the disappointment your face showed when you had to cancel our plans earlier this week. So, ta da!" Jack threw his arms out in a gesture then walked closer to Aster and circled his arms around his neck. "Even though I knew you had looked forward to a nice night out just us two I wanted to do something for you. Maybe help bring up your grumpy mood some with a night in. You have been great opening you apartment to me pretty much whenever I want to come here-"

Aster interrupts Jack with a quick kiss and saying, "You are welcomed here whenever not pretty much whenever."

Even with the interruption Jack continued on, "I wanted to do something nice for you. I could not get you more than a small flower but if figured since you have been cooking for me a lot I could return the favor."

Aster lays his hands on his boyfriend's waist in shock. He leans down suddenly bends his head to close the distance connecting his lips with Jack's in a passionate kiss. Jack tightens his arms around Aster pulling himself flush against the hard chest built from strenuous labor pushing onto the balls of his feet.

Aster's hands circle around Jack one large hand splayed across his lower back and the second cupping Jack's butt pulling him against his hips grinding his half hard cock. Jack breaks the kiss laying his head against Aster's shoulder letting out a groan of appreciation at the friction of their hips moving together.

Aster nips at parts of Jack's neck he has learned makes the younger male shake in pleasure. They had yet to go more than oral, exploring, and touching. Though they had been thinking and talking about maybe going further.

They both pull back and still breathing hard to fill their lungs with the much needed air. Aster looks at into ice blue eyes that have a glazed look to them, a grin pulling thin lips, and cheeks red with the heat of arousal. Aster gives a self-satisfied smirk that he causes such a hyper and always moving; and talking; Jack into a gooey mess.

Aster breaks the spell though by saying, "Now that is one of the hottest things you have ever done."

Jack blushes at the comment and pulls back sliding his hands down Aster's arms. He stays quiet grabbing Aster's large hands in his smaller ones to pull Aster to the table and set him down in his seat before taking his own seat across from Aster.

Aster goes to take a drink and cokes when Jack gives a smirk filled with promise, "It would be good to eat some before we get the main event. Got to get your energy up Roo I you are going to keep up without passing out on me."

Aster thumps his chest before looking at Jack in wonder of what the mischievous character has planned but figures he is going to enjoy it because he was Jack. Didn't mean he was not looking forward to later than night. "Trust me, Frostbite, it will be you who will just wish he could keep up."

Alright there you all go and now i am gong to go back and finish what was supposed to be part of it of smutt that will be the next chapter. So warning again if you don't like you can skip the next chapter and you wont miss anything. Thanks to all your support and i think i have a problem as i have so many ideas going through my head of Jackrabbit. I will admit i have a problem. For those who like my writing and would read more would you like to have a say what theme of Jackrabbit i do next? I have a long list.

Thanks for all support and shout out to my reviewers. icefiresky, Dance lover, rosey58225, ShayChis, and LilyFrost123. It is great hearing from everyone. Also love just seeing the numbers of traffic and that i keep getting followers.

Always your writer,

Angel Fox