#chilwell

They settle on the edge of the bed, the atmosphere buzzing with the unspoken tension that comes with the complexity of their relationship. Ben hasn't seen Jack much lately, and the air is filled with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty.

Jack, ever the chatterbox, starts talking about anything and everything. He recounts the latest happenings at City, bantering effortlessly as if no time has passed between them. It's both comforting and confusing for Ben, who hasn't quite figured out where they stand.

"You've been a bit quiet lately, Chilly. Everything okay?" Jack's tone shifts, a touch of concern seeping into his words.

Ben shrugs, a subtle acknowledgment of the unspoken intricacies between them. "Busy, you know? Injury stuff."

Jack's eyes soften, and he moves a bit closer. "We should talk more, you and me. Whatever's on your mind."

And then, in a natural progression, their lips meet. It's a silent agreement, a momentary escape from the complications that linger. The kiss is both tentative and desperate, a fusion of longing and uncertainty.

Jack pulls back, his eyes filled with an unspoken desire. "You're incredible, Chilly. Don't ever forget that."

A smirk plays on Ben's lips. "Coming from you, that means a lot."

As their hands explore and tongues dance in a tangled embrace, the room transforms into a haven where complications fade away, if only for a stolen moment.

"Fuck," Jack mutters under his breath once he's got Ben laid out beneath him on the bed, longish hair splayed out against the white pillows and topless, "So fucking hot."

Ben can't help but feel the blood rushing to his cheeks. Instead he tugs Jack down for another kiss where he claims his lips hungrily and licks into his mouth like he wants to devour him whole.

Jack swallows Ben's gasp when he palms at Ben's cock through his shorts, the thin material not doing much to dull the pressure and pleasure that courses up his spine and tingles in the back of his head. And it only deepens once Jack has his mouth on him, sucking and licking at the head of his cock before travelling downwards and pressing little kisses to the insides of his thighs.

"Taking it so well for me Chilly." Jack tells him as he sinks one slick finger inside of Ben, kissing away the foreign sensation and stretch. Ben's reply is little more than a hum and another gasp for breath as he clings tightly to Jack's broad shoulders and rolls his hips downwards.

Then Jack manages to locate that spot inside of him that sends his back arching off of the Ben and mantras of 'Fuck' and 'Jack' panted from his lips. It doesn't help so much that Jack just keeps stroking there as he watches Ben's expressions shift, telling him what a good boy he is for him.

Ben doesn't beg for Jack to 'fucking get inside' him but it's a close thing and it causes Jack's smirk to smear further up his cheeks, smug, until he clenches down on the other’s cock just to feel the thrust of his hips falter. Ben can’t help grinning to himself when it works.

Slowly building up pace, Jack thrusts inside of him with sharp precision, brushing up against Ben’s prostate and making him feel like all of his limbs have turned to jelly. He can do nothing but lie there and take what Jack gives him, feebly clinging to the other’s back and panting and whining into the crook of Jack’s neck.

“That’s it,” Jack murmurs lowly against his ear, lips brushing the lobe before pressing a kiss there, a dizzying contradiction to the speed and intensity to which Jack is now pumping his cock inside of him, “Chilly, fuck, you feel so good. So fuckin’ tight around me.”

More moans escape Ben as he nears the edge of his climax, the mounting sensation pooling in his belly and spreading all over his skin until he’s spilling over himself, cum splattering between their stomachs. Jack takes a hold of his sensitive, aching cock and pumps him through it, all the while whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

Ben feels fucked out by the time Jack comes inside of him. A whimper escapes him as Jack sinks himself deeper than before to bury his cock and spill inside of Ben. Jack stays inside of him as they ease down from their highs and kisses him gently once more.

“Good boy.”