"What were you talking about with that guy today?", Jake asked me, as we laid in his bed, our limbs so entangled together that you wouldn't know where I began and he ended.

I blushed, thinking about how the two of us have ended up in that position, even though it was something we did every chance we got.

Ever since that day when Jake had kissed me, the two of us became inseparable.

Jake had confessed that he was gay that day and that he liked me from the moment we've met. All the girls and stuff have been his way of playing the part of a straight jock, but it had never been real.

We kept it a secret, of course, since Jake couldn't come out to his parents because of their beliefs, but other than not being able to be together in public, which I couldn't care less about, everything was going great.

My head was resting on Jake's naked chest, his slow, steady breaths almost lulling me into sleep.

My fingers were drawing random patterns across Jake's abdomen, watching as his pronounced muscles contracted every time the tips of them came too close to the waistband of his unbuckled jeans.

I remembered being asked before what my favorite thing to do was, and I would always say drawing. But now, after spending a few months with Jake, my favorite thing became this; laying in Jake's arms, his scent surrounding me completely as I listened to his heartbeat.

I frowned at the strange question, taking me a couple of minutes to understand what Jake was talking about.

"Landon?", I asked at last, to which Jake hummed but otherwise remained oddly quiet.

"He was asking me if I could tutor him in physics since he's failing and I'm the best in class.", I answered absentmindedly, all my attention now on the small patch of skin peeking out of Jake's underwear and taunting me.

"Right. So what did you say?", Jake asked, his voice sounding unusually quiet making me frown even more, as a strange sense of feeling like I was being interrogated washed over me.

"I said sure. He is going to come home with me tomorrow after school.", I nevertheless said, and almost fell off the bed when Jake suddenly jumped up and turned to face me.

"Why do you have to do it at home? Why not in school?", he said, anger clear in each word, his eyes wide and his jaw twitching.

I just looked at him for a few silent moments, feeling completely bewildered at the sudden change in my boyfriend, but then the realization came to me and I barely managed not to laugh out loud.

"Are you jealous Jake?", I asked him and, if it was possible, Jake's eyes widened even more as they locked with mine in an intense glare.

"So what if I am? He is most definitely gay, you only have to look at him to know, and he has been all over you since we came back from the summer break.", Jake said in a rush, his bottom lip curled into a little pout, even if he would never admit it, making me unable to hold it in any longer.

I started laughing like a mad man, tears streaming down my face and my hands clutching my stomach as Jake glared at me, sulking. I just couldn't help it, since just the thought of Jake being jealous was so ludicrous that it made me wheeze.

"Oh, you think it's funny? Me not wanting some guy's paws all over you is something to laugh about?", Jake growled, his voice suddenly going deeper and quieter, and in the next moment, I found myself on my back, my hands trapped by Jake's on either side of my head. He straddled me before bringing his face closer to mine so that our lips were almost touching.

I stopped laughing in an instant, as a warm feeling of arousal started pooling at the bottom of my abdomen.

The look of pure heat that was currently painted across Jake's face was starting to do bad things to my stomach, and my heart started beating faster.

"So what are you going to do about it?"

The words were out of my mouth before I could even think about them and the predatory expression on Jake's face that followed them took my breath away.

In the next moment, Jake's lips were on mine as the blond tried to devour me, and all I kept thinking was that this was where I was supposed to be before a large hand sneaked into my pants making my brain stop working altogether.