Vic's POV

I hear a loud commotion coming from the kitchen and my head shoots up from Jaime's shoulder.
“FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!” is all I hear before I run to the scene. I stop dead in my tracks when I reach the kitchen, seeing Mike beating the shit out of Kellin. I feel a hand grab my arm and I instantly pull away and run over to help my little brother. I try pulling Mike off of Kellin and as soon as I do, I get shoved against the counter, hitting my arm on something and busting a few of the stitches open. I feel myself drop to the floor and I silently start to cry. I just don't want Mike to get hurt. I feel strong arms around my bleeding arm and a voice in my ear.
“Vic, are you okay?!” I hear him say he pulls me into a hug. As soon as he asks that, I feel my body begin to shake in his arms. He puts his hand under my chin to see my face. He quickly pushes his lips to my forehead and helps me up. He has to shove through a few people, but we finally reached the couch. I hear glass shatter and I see him look behind me to find out what happened.
“Baby, I'm going to go break them up, okay? I love you. Stay right here.” I hear him say before running off to the kitchen. I drop my head into my hands and close my eyes, trying to block out the sounds. It's bringing back memories of mine and Kellin's relationship. How he would get really drunk and constantly hit me until I was curled into a ball on the floor. He would leave me there with broken bones and a bruised body until he sobered up enough to realize what he did. He's a lot stronger than people would think. I feel someone sit down next to me and look up to see Mike's face covered in blood. I gently grab his hand
“What happened, Mike?” I question. He looks at me and puts on a smile.
“I beat his ass. That's what happened. He decided to be a psycho and grab a class off the counter, which explains this” he says as he gestures to his head. I sigh and begin taking pieces of glass out of his hair and scalp. He used to have to do this for me a lot when I was dating Kellin. I start thinking about all of the times that I almost died because of him. In a two month period I had gone to the hospital 4 times because of him. I'm suddenly snapped out my thoughts when I head Jaime yell.
“Kellin, get the FUCK out of the house before I call the cops and we all go to jail. NOW. You've started enough shit.” I continue pulling out pieces of glass.
“Fine, f-FUCK you! I don't n-need any of your SHIT! I hope you KILL YOURSELF you piece of SHIT!” He screams and I hear the door slam shut.. I feel the couch shift as more weight is added to the couch.
“Shit. Mike are you okay?” I hear Jaime ask when he sits down. Mike turns his head toward Jaime and nods his head slightly. Jaime begins helping me get the glass out of his head as he asks Mike another question.
“What caused all of this?” I look at Mike as he looks up at Frenchi, who was now walking towards us.
“Well, I walked into the kitchen to get a drink. I went to get the drinks and when I came back I saw Kellin grab French and kiss her. She pushed him away, and I'm not mad at her” he said as he grabs her hand. “It's all that douche bag's fault. First he cheats on Vic, then he fucking tries to make out with my girlfriend? He really enjoys ruining relationships.” I hear Jaime laugh. I'm glad he can laugh about that. He doesn't know what Kellin would do to me. I can't let him know, at least not yet.
It's about 30 minutes later that we finally have all of the glass out of his head. He gets up and gives me and Jaime a hug.
“Thanks you guys.” he says before taking Frenchi upstairs. I feel Jaime slide over on the couch and put his hand on my arm. I look up at him and put on a fake smile. I feel his hand slide up my body, until reaching my face. He begins to lean in and kisses me.
“I love you, Jaime” I say as he pulls away. I smile again before I look around the room. Almost everyone was gone or leaving. He bites his lip and kisses me once more, a little longer than the first.
“I love you too, Victor.” I can't help but laugh at the fact that he called my by my full name. I grab his hand, smiling, and lead him to my room, locking the door behind us. I bite my lip and turn towards him.
“I'm not drunk anymore, babe.” I say, and he begins to laugh.
“Me neither...” He gives me a little smirk, and my dominance kicks in.
“Don’t look at me like that. Take off your clothes,” I ordered, proceeding to take off my own clothes. I finished before Jaime and went over to undo his pants and slide them down. Fucking skinny jeans.
I pushed Jaime's naked body up against the wall roughly, smashing my lips to his. I moved my hand down his chest to grab his already hard member. I begin flicking my wrist at an agonizingly slow pace.
“Vic please,” Jaime begged, obviously wanting me to speed up the pace.
I let out a little chuckle and he whined as I started to pick up the pace just a little bit. Out of nowhere, though, I completely let go, much to Jaime’s dismay.
“On your knees,” I ordered. Jaime obeyed and got down on his knees. He already knew what I wanted and he took all of my member in his mouth at once. I grabbed his hair and held him there. His mouth was so warm, and his tongue felt amazing as he dragged it along my cock then twirled it around the tip.
“Fuck Jaime,” I breathed. He looked up and smirked, knowing he was doing his job well. He took half of me in, using his hands to work the half he didn't have in his mouth.
“Shit,” I muttered as Jaime took all of me in again before taking his mouth completely off me.
He stood up and whispered in my ear,
“I’m so sorry, babe. I just want you.”I start laughing a little. Everything he says is just so attractive.
“Turn around, love” I said in between kisses. Jaime did as I asked and bent over, his hands resting above him on the wall. I slowly slipped one finger into his entrance to stretch him out. He cried out as I added a second finger, scissoring him, preparing him. I worked my finger’s in and out of him until I thought he was stretched out enough.
“Ready babe?” I asked. He slowly nods and I thrust into him.
“Shit Vic!” I hear him cry out. I pulled out and went all the way in again so slow it was like I was barely moving, just to tease him.
“Please. G-go faster,” Jaime pleaded. I wasn't going to comply that easy.
“You have to beg for it,” I teased with a smug look on my face.
“Vic, please! Please fuck me faster,” he screamed out. I finally obeyed and switched my position so that I could go faster and hit his sweet spot with every thrust.
“Fuck, Jaime you feel so good,” I breathed. Jaime just grunted and cried out as I hit his spot again and again. He was writhing underneath me, and I knew he wouldn't last much longer
I reached over to wrap my hands around Jaime's member, flicking my wrist to match the rhythm of my thrusts. I rubbed and swirled my thumb over the tip. This sent Jaime over the edge; he was screaming my name and cursing as he climaxed. He came all over his chest and my hand, not even noticing because his eyes were closed.
The way Jaime screamed my name was so fucking hot that it was enough to send me over the edge, too. With a few more thrusts I came inside of him, cursing and groaning as I saw stars.
“fuck” I moan into his ear.
I pulled out and laid next to the love of my life, both of us panting as we recovered.
I feel him roll over to look at me, smiling. I bite my lip and start laughing a little bit.
“I love you, Vic. That was amazing.” he says through short breaths. I lean over to kiss him once more.
“I love you too, Jaime.” He smiles and opens his mouth to say something, but a knock at my door interrupts everything.
Shit.