Camilla was having breakfast when her phone rang, she turned to Chris whose phone rang too.
"Hello, Ray " she picked up
"Hello, Jack " Chris answered.
"Do you know that Jack was out with Alfred last night " Ray snickered?
"How do you know that?"
"Cause he called me last night asking Jack's address cause he was drunk to tell him "
Camilla laughed, "So what happened next?" she asked.
"I don't know, he hung up after I told him. that ungrateful bastard " Ray frowned.
Camilla was laughing, "That's what you deserve you inquisitive rat. While being happy for Alfred but worried about Jack "
"Let them sort themselves out as we watch them from afar " Ray snorted.
She hangs up with a smile.
Chris was still on the phone with a worried look. Camilla asked him what was wrong.
He sighed and decided to put the call on speaker.
"It's Jack," he said.
"Hi' Jack," Camilla said.
"Hello, boss " he replied.
"What's wrong sugar, something happened last night at the club? " she giggled.
There was silence on the other line.
"Jack, what happened, " Chris asked.
"I think I kissed a man " he stammered.
"You think you what?" Chris yelled. "What man exactly?" Camilla asked.
Jack felt his head hurt, "I kissed a man " he said again.
"Alright, and who was that man?" Chris asked.
"Alfred," Jack said.
Chris stiffened but Camilla smiled taking the phone.
"And then what happened?" she asked.
"I don't remember much " Jack said.
"And what did Alfred say after you kissed him?"
"Nothing I guess. as I said I don't remember much " Jack sounded frustrated. "I don't know why I did that too, but I think he thinks am a pervert now "
Camilla sighed, "It's okay dear Alfred isn't like that. You might have done it cause you were drunk. Just go meet him and apologize then you will feel better.
" Will he believe that I was just drunk? But am not usually like that, he was just so good-looking I could not resist " Jack mumbled.
"I know, Alfred has that charm. Just call him up if you feel embarrassed meeting and apologize then all will be well" Camilla was smiling.
"Okay," Jack replied.
Camilla turned to the still Chris, "So tell me how you got into all this mess?" she asked.
After Jack told Camilla everything he hang up feeling a little better. She was a good listener.
He had woken up in his bed with fragments of memories from last night. He had been having fun with that girl, he knew he was getting drunk but the girl seemed to enjoy drinking. He kept gulping down shots until he felt his face burn and his head feel dizzy. Excusing himself to the washroom but after he left the bastard stopped him and said it was time to go home forcefully dragging him outside.
He had passed out the moment his head hit the back seat. Jack was still sleeping when a sweet scent woke him up. It was something like mint but with an aloe vera scent. He smiled, he must be drunk.
He half opened his eyes to see Alfred's face, he was carrying him. They seemed to be in the elevator.
He smelt so good it sent him back to sleep.
"Jack, we are here " his deep voice woke him up again.
"Hmmm, put me down " he murmured. Alfred obeyed and gently put him down.
"Okay, be careful," Alfred said.
Jack staggered moving to the stairs, "You can leave now, am going to bed " he said but missed a step.
He dropped on the stairs and cried in pain, Alfred ran to his side.
"I told you to be careful. Here let me help " Alfred scooped him up with ease and walked up the stairs.
Jack was silent as his eyes gazed at the handsome face close to him. Alfred turned to him and Jack could see his green eyes up close they were beautiful, he turned away feeling his face blush.
"This one?" Alfred asked. Jack nodded and they walked in.
He placed Jack down on the bed and knelt to pull off his shoes.
"Your weird " Jack finally said.
Alfred's green eyes looked up, "What makes me weird?" he was smiling.
" Your just weird " Jack snorted.
Alfred made a small nod and took off his other shoe and helped him lay down.
"You drunk too much, rest. I will be off after you sleep " he said.
"Huh, why ? you can leave right now " Jack pushed him away. Alfred held his hand and sat down on the bed next to him.
"Sorry I ruined your date, she seemed interested in you "
Jack frowned, "Nah, she only wanted to get free drinks," he said.
Alfred snickered, "I didn't notice. Then I guess I helped you".
Jack was silent with his eyes closed, Alfred thought he had fallen asleep so he got up to leave.
" I thought you were leaving after I sleep " Jack murmured.
"Thought you did " Alfred laughed.
He walked back to the bed watching Jack in silence.
After a while Jack turned to him getting up, "I can't sleep with you watching me like that "
Alfred's smile widened, "then I guess I should leave "
Jack held him down, "Wait before you leave, can you compensate me. That girl might have wanted free drinks but she wanted me too," he said
"What would you like then, a blind date " Alfred suggested.
Jack didn't answer but moved his hand to grab Alfred's shirt, gripping his collar, and pulling close to him. His face move and met Alfred in the middle then placed his lips on his.
He had his eyes shut with heart beating so fast he could faint, Jack could feel Alfred's soft lips on his. His eyes had been playing at his lips for a while since he woke up in the elevator. They were pink and succulent it had driven him crazy wondering how they felt or tasted if he kissed him.
He had wondered why he was thinking about that.Was it cause this man seemed to have something alluring it drove him crazy. Maybe he was drunk he had said but now here he was kissing him.
He slowly pulled back and opened his eyes realising he had been holding his breath Alfred had frozen with his eyes wide open. He seemed surprised by the action. He turned away with a red face.
He regretted what he had done immediately seeing Alfred's reaction. Why had he done that, it was the alcohol he blamed. He moved to hide behind his pillow
"I...I didn't me..." Jack stammered but Alfred held him moving his hands to his neck and Jack's face.
"If that's what you need, I will compensate you " his deep voice vibrated in Jack's ears.
Alfred bent down and meet Jack's lips again, kissing them with pleasure slowly opening him up with his tongue.
He was gentle and serious about what he was doing which made Jack want more.
They tasted the alcohol in each other's saliva making the kiss more exciting, Jack pulled Alfred closer with his arms around his neck.
He could feel Alfred's hands now moving under his shirt, he didn't mind cause the sweetness of the kiss was crowding his thinking now. Alfred pushed them down to the bed, still kissing him .they were now hungry for each other's lips, as they breathed.
Jack was responding to Alfred's touch under his shirt, his lips moved to his neck planting fragile kisses all over it. Jack moved to Alfred's neck biting and sucking on it.
He wanted more but his head felt heavy now with the third wave of alcohol in his system reacting , his shirt moved. It was Alfred's hands pushing it away to kiss his skin. He moaned the moment he did, what was he doing to him, Jack wanted to open his eyes but felt lazy he wanted to tell Alfred he was wasted but his voice was lost in his moans.
"Al...Alfred " he managed to say
Alfred stopped and looked at Jack, "Mmm"
"I still want to kiss you but am sleepy " he said.
He had Alfred chuckled and then kissed his lips one more time.
"Then sleep," he said. He got up and pulled the covers over Jack who seemed too tired to open his eyes.
"Good night " he whispered.
"Good night, my sweet Jack," he said back.
He now regretted what he had done. What had gotten into him? Now he was a pervert in front of Alfred. But then he would not respond like that if he felt disgusted by Jack's kiss.
"But he called me, his sweet Jack " what did that mean .He grabbed his hair in despair.
But they were drunk maybe that's why it happened.
Jack kept thinking till his phone rang again. He looked down at the screen and threw his phone away.
"Why is he calling me?" he muttered. It was Alfred calling.
His phone kept ringing till it stopped he breathed. But it rang again and he panicked again.
"Let me think for a while " he cried.