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01 February 2014 @ 01:46 pm
Hands of Fate: Chapter Nine  
Title: Caught in the Hands of Fate
Author: fadedsparks
Beta: lunadragonx
Art: trueshellz
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rated: R, with NC-17 in later chapters
Genre: AU, Angst, Romance
Disclaimer: This isn't meant to offend anyone and I am making no profit from it.
Warnings: Violence and Homophobia. Also, Jensen and Jared are the same age in this story.
Summary: Jensen has had his share of ups and downs, but he pushes forward and tries not to take life for granted. Starting college in California seems like the right choice for him, and everything is going better than he imagined it would. However, fate can be a tricky thing sometimes.

Chapter Nine:
Soul Meets Soul

Jensen sits at the kitchen table, gaze fixed on the beach outside the window, with his cell phone pressed against his ear. Mackenzie is going on and on about the concert she just went to with her friends, the first concert their parents allowed her to go to. It took a lot of begging and pleading on her part, promising to do things she would never agree to do on most occasions.

It hurts to talk about his parents, especially hearing how things are going so well while his relationship with them lay in tatters, but he doesn’t tell his sister this. He knows there are some things she really likes to talk to him about, and he is glad that he is the one she runs to when she wants to talk, so he can’t really complain too much when she mentions their mom and dad. She doesn’t talk about them often, so Jensen figures he can bear those rare conversations for her sake.

Jared is standing at the stove preparing their dinner for the night. It is only four pm but it doesn’t hurt to eat dinner earlier once in a while. Besides, Jared is an amazing cook, even though he doesn’t believe it, and Jensen would never turn down one of his dishes. He doesn’t get to eat Jared’s home cooked meals very often, it’s very rare in fact, so he jumps at every opportunity he is given.

“So, did you have a good birthday yesterday?” Mackenzie asks after she is done ranting about the latest gossip in her teenage life.

“Yeah, I had a really good time. We went over to my friend’s place, Chris and Steve. Everyone was there, it was really laid back yet fun, ya know,” Jensen responds jovially.

“What’d Jared get for you?” she asks immediately, genuinely interested.

“He surprised me with a weekend at this really beautiful beach house that a friend’s parents own. You should see it Mack, it’s amazing.” Jensen gushes like a teenage girl, making Jared laugh in amusement.

“Oh my God, that is so romantic! I didn’t realize Jared was the romantic type. Keep a hold of him Jen, many people would die to get their hands on him.”

“Don’t think I don’t know that,” Jensen responds dryly, though a smile lifts his lips when he thinks about how great Jared is. Yep, I’m in deep, he mocks himself. I’m one of those damn lovesick fools.

“That all he did for you?” she asks curiously and Jensen can hear her tossing around some papers in the background.

“No, he also got me this titanium ring,” Jensen says, gazing down at the article of jewelry on his ring finger. “He gave it to me as a promise ring.”

“Commitment ring,” Jared suddenly intervenes and when Jensen raises an eyebrow he simply shrugs. “It sounds better than promise ring.”

Jensen rolls his eyes, but repeats the words to Mackenzie, who is laughing at them. “But, yeah, that’s what he gave me.”

“That is really sweet, I’m glad everything is going so well for you two,” Jensen can hear the smile in his sister’s voice all the way down the line. “I got something for you too, I sent it in the mail about three days ago. Tell me when you get it.”

“I’ll make sure to give you a call as soon as I receive it.” Jensen reassures her, keeping his eyes on Jared’s back.

“Okay, well, I’ll let you go for now since I know you want to spend this time with Jared. Just give me a call again sometime next week, alright.”

“Alright, talk to you later Mack.” Jensen hangs up when his sister tells him to enjoy his time here with Jared. Oh, I intend to, he smiles to himself.

Remaining in his seat for only a moment, Jensen pushes himself up and crosses the room until he is standing directly behind Jared. He wraps his arms around the taller man and Jared immediately leans back into the embrace, Jensen places a light kiss at the nape his neck. Jared eventually turns around in his arms and places his lips against Jensen’s, adding a slight pressure but nothing more.

Jensen is more than happy to reciprocate, feeling a tongue caressing his bottom lip. Soon after his mouth opens, Jared slips his tongue inside to explore the familiar terrain. Jensen pulls away a moment later, before it can become too heated, with a smile on his face. He asks Jared how long it will be until dinner is ready and learns that they still have an hour or so. Nodding his head, Jensen reluctantly pulls out of the embrace and says that he is going to take a shower.

Jared pouts, using those puppy dog eyes for all they are worth, but he doesn’t complain. He is just trying to give him a guilt trip, anyway, and Jensen knows this. Jensen pushes his shoulder in a teasing manner, calling him an idiot, and then he is heading upstairs to take his shower.

Jensen has this pet peeve about putting on used clothes after a shower, even if he only put them on that morning, so he pulls out a clean pair of clothes and heads into the bathroom adjacent to the room, shutting the door behind him.


Feeling refreshed and clean after such an amazingly relaxing shower, Jensen heads back downstairs to see if their dinner is almost finished. He walks into the living room to see Jared sitting on the couch watching the Lion King and allows a smile to form on his face. Jared can be such a kid sometimes.

When he sees Jensen leaning against the wall watching him, a big smile graces his face and he motions for him to sit down next to him. He does as Jared requests and leans into his boyfriend once he finds a comfortable position. Jensen wraps his arms around his broad frame and places his head on Jared’s shoulder. His stomach is protesting this, demanding that he get something to eat or he will be sorry, but Jared is just so tempting.

“I love this movie,” Jared says with a small laugh. “I’m such a dork!”

“Yeah, but you’re my dork and I wouldn’t have you any other way,” Jensen responds, placing a gentle kiss upon his shoulder

“Well, that’s good to hear ‘cause I’m not about to change.”

Jensen doesn’t reply to this, just cuddles closer into Jared and idly gives his attention to the cartoon. His face scrunches up in confusion, however, when he remembers that his boyfriend had been making dinner when he went up for a shower. So why is Jared sitting in here now? Is their food ready and he just forgot about it, or did something happen?

It is then that Jensen’s nose catches the strange smell enveloping the room, making him wonder how he missed it before. The unmistakable smell of something burning makes Jensen raise his head and look at Jared questionably. His boyfriend, however, avoids his gaze with a sheepish expression on his face as he pays far too much attention to the television.

“Okay, tell me, what is that smell and what is the cause of it?” Jensen asks in amusement, already having a pretty good idea.

“I’ve already ordered a pizza so you don’t have to worry about starving,” Jared responds, sulking, and he looks up when Jensen doesn’t say anything, seeing Jensen’s raised eyebrow. “You’re gonna make me say the actual words, aren’t you?”

Jensen just shrugs and smiles innocently while Jared groans in embarrassment. “I burnt our dinner, okay, you happy now?”

“How could you have possibly burnt it? You were practically hovering over it before I went up to shower,” Jensen laughs and watches the flush that washes over Jared’s face, his suspicion peaking. “How did it happen?”

There is a long pause before Jared finally answers. “My mind was on other things and I wasn’t paying attention to what I was supposed to be doing,” Jared says, grudgingly.

“What were you thinking about?” Jensen questions, simply because he is enjoying the blush that has climbed upon his boyfriend’s face because of the conversation.

“Oh God, I so do not want to talk to you about this!” Jared groans, covering his face with the palms of his hands.

“Come on, Jay,” Jensen prods as he pulls Jared’s hands away, holding them in his own, “Tell me, please.”

He watches as Jared releases a heavy sigh, turning to look at him with embarrassment in his eyes and his cheeks aflame. “I was thinking about how you were up there in that shower, water running down your body, and I wanted to be in there with you,” Jared flushes even more as he spit’s the words out. “Are you happy now? I’m just gonna go upstairs now and hope that I die.”

Jensen grabs a hold of Jared’s wrist when he stands up and attempts to run away, pushing him back down onto the couch and moving to straddle his lap so he can’t go anywhere. Jared groans and tells him that he shouldn’t be sitting on him like this, especially with where his thoughts were earlier. Jensen merely smiles when he hears this and shows no intentions of moving from his spot.

He takes Jared’s chin in his hand and lifts it up until he is once more looking him in the eyes. He makes sure he has all of Jared’s focus before leaning down and capturing his lips in a feather light kiss. Their lips are barely touching, but the emotion behind the kiss speaks volumes and it leaves both of them yearning for more. Letting their lips graze for a few more moments, Jensen finally presses his mouth firmly against Jared’s and is satisfied when he hears the other man’s sharp intake of breath.

He tilts his head just so and cups the side of Jared’s head as he opens his mouth, a lucid invitation. Jared catches on immediately, grabbing a hold of Jensen’s hips in a vise-like grip as he plunders Jensen’s awaiting mouth. He explores every crevice and runs his tongue along Jensen’s palate, eliciting a moan from the man atop him.

Jensen is the first to pull away, their equal pants of breath hitting one another’s face. He rests his forehead against Jared’s and smiles softly, enjoying everything about the moment and locking it away in his memory for future viewing.

“Don’t ever feel that you can’t tell me something Jared; you don’t have to feel embarrassed with me, trust me on that.” Jensen’s voice is a ghost of a whisper.

“I just told you I wanted to be in the shower with you, how could I not be embarrassed about that?” Jared asks miserably. “Thoughts like that usually stay hidden, but my luck sucks and I can’t seem to hide anything from you.”

“You shouldn’t be embarrassed about that because I wanted you in that shower with me just as much as you were thinking about it,” Jensen admits, smiling softly when Jared pulls back to look at him, eyes wide in surprise.

“Seriously,” Jared asks quietly. “You’re not just saying that to make me feel better, right?”

Jensen shakes his head. “Of course not. In fact, I’ve had many thoughts about what I’d like to do with you.” If Jensen blushes when he says this he would deny it; he is trying to make Jared feel better about admitting his ‘naughty thought’, so it really isn’t good to be blushing right now.

“What kinds of thoughts have crossed your mind?” Jared waggles his eyebrows playfully as he asks this, making Jensen laugh and lightly punch him on the shoulder.

“Okay, end of conversation,” Jensen replies bashfully as moves to sit beside Jared once more.

Jared grips onto his hips and keeps him in place however, smiling roguishly. “No, I want to know. What kind of fantasies have you had of me?”

Jensen is saved from answering when the doorbell rings and he jumps up from Jared’s lap when Jared relaxes his grip on his hips. He smiles innocently and tells Jared to answer the door, knowing it is the pizza boy since it can’t be anyone else. Jared rolls his eyes, knowing that Jensen is evading answering, and heads in the direction of the front door.

Jensen releases a sigh of relief and sags back down onto the couch. That was close, Jensen practically screams in his mind, blush creeping onto his cheeks when he thinks about all the fantasies he has had involving Jared. Yeah, that would’ve been awkward as hell! How the hell do I get myself into such embarrassing conversations?

He now knows how Jared was feeling and his own words rush back to him, about not needing to be embarrassed, and he feels like a hypocrite. Sure, he was only trying to make Jared feel better about the situation, but a part of him had really enjoyed seeing his boyfriend squirm and that’s why he feels so hypocritical now. He makes a mental note not to squeeze anything like that out of Jared anymore, mainly because he doesn’t want to be on the receiving end again.

Jared returns the living room a minute later, pizza box in hand, and sits down on the couch. He places the pizza on the coffee table and asks Jensen to grab a couple plates from the kitchen. Jensen brings back two plates and a couple of beers left over from the party at Chris and Steve’s place.

As they sit down to eat their meal Jared has seemingly forgotten all about their earlier conversation, his attention easily snatched away, and Jensen couldn’t be more relieved. He relaxes in Jared’s company and laughs along with him as they talk about things of little importance.


They pull into the driveway a little after eight pm and lumber out of the vehicle. After they had eaten they had decided to head to the main drag in town and check out all the stores on the strip. A lot of the stores were outrageously overpriced but that didn’t matter to them, they were just enjoying the night out. They were able to find some decent places though, and even bought a couple of things. Mainly just tokens to remind them of their trip down here, making them feel like stupid tourists. They had a great time though, and that is what matters to them.

They did happen to spot this little Italian restaurant that they want to eat at before they have to head back home. It wasn’t a very big place, hidden just off the main drag, but appeared to be pretty popular. Seemed to be an independently owned place as well, not one of those well known places that get more hype than they deserve. That is probably what drew them to it; looked to them like a place that mostly locals go to rather than tourists and the like.

Jared tells him to wait in the living room the moment they get inside and then he heads upstairs. Jensen watches him go, wondering what he has up his sleeve this time, and places their small bags on the couch. He leans his weight against the back of the couch, trying to be patient for Jared’s return. His curiosity has been roused though, and he can get rather impatient when that happens. It is a fault of his, one he isn’t very proud of but doesn’t deny either.

His overgrown puppy for a boyfriend walks down the stairs moments later, a blanket tucked up under his right arm, with a smile a mile wide on his face. Jensen picks up on Jared’s thoughts almost immediately and soon he is smiling widely as well, excited about the idea of lying out on the deserted beach. It will probably be kind of chilly out there now that the sun has gone down but he couldn’t care in the slightest, he has wanted to do this all day. It was too crowded earlier though, so they opted to stay inside.

Jared motions with his head for Jensen to follow him, the two men heading out onto the back deck. Jared kicks off his sandals while Jensen decides to keep his shoes on, not wanting to get too cold. They make their way out onto the beach and stop a few feet away from the shore, close but not enough to get wet.

Jared unravels the blanket and lays it down at their feet. Jensen is the first to move, sitting down and waiting for his boyfriend to join him. Once Jared is planted firmly beside him, he wraps his arms around his waist and rests his head against his chest. He has grown an obsession with Jared’s heartbeat, constantly wanting to feel it beneath his palm or simply listen to it. He figures there are weirder things to be obsessed over though, so he doesn’t feel too strange.

He is forced to lie back when Jared lowers them to the ground, Jared lying on his back with Jensen on his side. He isn’t complaining though, this is actually really nice. What he loves most about it is that they are out in public right now. Sure, no one is around, of course, but it is the principle of the whole thing. He is getting the one thing Jared has been reluctant to give him, partly anyway, and he is determined to enjoy the rare opportunity.

“You can see the stars so clearly from out here,” Jared says with fascination in his voice. “Reminds me of back home, the sky in Texas is amazing,”

Jensen tilts his head to stare up at the stars and has to admit that the sight is pretty breathtaking. “Yeah, nothing beats a Texas sky, but this is pretty spectacular too.”

“Do you ever miss it, Texas I mean?” Jared asks out of the blue, craning his head to look down at the top of Jensen’s head.

Jensen lets out a sigh and closes his eyes. “Sometimes, it’s my home, ya know.”

“Sorry for making you think about all that, I was just curious.” Jared sounds truly regretful when he says this.

“No, it’s okay, really,” Jensen quickly reassures him. “I mean, it’s hard ‘cause of everything with my family, Texas kind of holds bad memories for me now, but it will always be my home. California is pretty awesome too, though, and I could easily grow to love it just as much. In fact, I already have. Even if I had the chance to go back to Texas, I don’t know if I would, ya know. I’ve grown to like it here, I think I’d be kind of reluctant to leave.”

“Texas may be home, but this feels like your new home, the place you’re meant to be,” Jared clarifies Jensen’s thoughts, so much easier than he was able to do. “Don’t worry, I get it, I feel the same way.”

“Yeah, I love this place. Doesn’t hurt that it brought me to you, either,” Jensen says, feeling cheesy even as the words pass by his lips.

“Ain’t gonna argue with ya there.” Jared chuckles, tightening his arms around Jensen’s smaller frame.

Jensen snuggles into the warmth his boyfriend is providing and opens his eyes to stare down at the ocean mere feet away. Watching as the waves crash against the shore is near hypnotic and the sound is so peaceful, he can’t help thinking that everyone who lives here is lucky. He would love to wake up to the sound of the ocean each morning, smell the salt in the air.

His mind runs away with him as he lies in his boyfriend’s embrace, Jared caressing his arm with slow, lazy movement. He thinks about where his life has taken him, all that he has achieved and accomplished in his twenty-one years. He honestly couldn’t be happier with how his life has turned out so far, he feels as though he is on the right track for once. He made it here all on his own, even with so many things working against him, and he can’t help feeling proud of himself.

He is on his way to a great education that will one day enable him to help others, something he has always wanted to do. There is just so much hate in this world, so much ugliness, and he wants the chance to do even a little bit of good.

He truly believes this is something he was always meant to do and he can honestly say he can’t imagine doing anything else. Being a gay man himself, he knows how tough life can be, and working for human rights is honorable in his opinion. Plus, add his experience to the knowledge he is obtaining, he could definitely do this world some good.

Another great thing he has going for him is his relationship with Jared. When he first came to California he hadn’t been looking for a boyfriend, he just wanted to study and hopefully make some friends. Jared caught him by surprise though, and he was enamored with him from the moment he set eyes on him.

He has had one relationship in the past, Brian, but he is beginning to believe that he truly didn’t know what it was like to be in love until Jared entered his life. He didn’t feel as strongly for Brian as he does for Jared. Not to say that he didn’t care about Brian - he was his first boyfriend after all - but with Jared he is feeling emotions that he never thought he could, or even knew existed.

He has also built stronger friendships here than he ever did in Texas. When he left home he left without looking back, and he hasn’t spoken to his friends since. He doesn’t think he could do that this time around, he wouldn’t be able to leave and not miss these guys something fierce. It just shows him that all his friendships growing up weren’t the everlasting kind and that makes him kind of sad because he did have some pretty nice friends, like John and Billy. But in comparison, they hold nothing on his friends now. He believes he has made friendships that will last a lifetime and that is a good feeling.

“What are you thinking about?” Jared’s voice breaks through Jensen’s thoughts and brings him back to the present.

“My life,” he whispers, realizing how silly he sounds. “Just thinking about how great I have it here.”

“It is pretty awesome here,” Jared agrees softly.

Jensen nods his head unnecessarily. “You remember how we went to Disneyland some months ago?” Jensen asks randomly, something he does quite often. “That was really great, getting to do something I’ve always wanted to, ya know. Now that I think about it, there are other things I want to do as well, like rent a limo for no reason and, I dunno, go club hoppin’ or something.”

Jensen grows quiet for a moment and, when Jared doesn’t say anything, he continues, “I’m gonna make a list of all the things I want to do and mark them off as I do each one. I‘m gonna get started on them as soon as I can too.”

“What’s brought this on?” Jared asks in confusion and when Jensen sits up he sees that his boyfriend is looking at him strangely, almost concerned.

“I dunno, I was just thinking about how my life was back in Texas and I realized how much I missed out on. I want to live life to the fullest, ya know,” Jensen smiles sheepishly as he looks down at the blanket beneath him. “Sorry if I was scaring you or something, I didn’t mean to. I was just thinking, ya know, I don’t want to have any regrets.”

Jared stares at him for the longest time with a soft look in his eyes before he takes Jensen’s hand in his own and smiles, albeit small. “I was a little worried, I’ll admit, but I get what you’re saying. I don’t blame you, either. I think you should do all the things you want to, and if anyone is determined enough to see it through, it would be you.”

“I think you mean stubborn,” Jensen laughs happily, smile remaining on his lips as he gazes down at Jared.

He doesn’t protest when Jared reaches up and pulls him down by his neck, connecting their lips in a kiss rough enough to bruise. He eagerly responds, running his tongue along Jared’s delectable bottom lip and practically praying for entrance. Jared doesn’t disappoint, opening his mouth as if on command and offering himself up to Jensen’s hunger. Usually Jared takes dominance over their kisses, plundering Jensen’s mouth with the need of a dying man, but this time Jensen is in control and relishes it.

Lying down once again, resting half his weight on the broad chest of his boyfriend, he begins to devour Jared’s mouth like he has always ached to do. He explores every nook and crevice with an eager tongue, tasting the watermelon flavored candy Jared ate earlier. Not an inch of Jared’s mouth goes untouched; Jensen makes sure to do a thorough job of familiarizing himself with the otherwise foreign terrain. He figures he must be doing something right, too, because low moans are emitting from the pliant man beneath him every once in a while. Who knew he could draw such pleasing sounds from Jared just by kissing him?

Jensen startles when he feels a hand suddenly beneath his jacket, pushing his shirt up to touch soft skin. He closes his eyes at the pleasing sensation, biting down on his lower lip to keep a moan from escaping. Jared is running his fingers along the stretch of skin just below his navel and right above the waistband on his jeans, which is pretty sensitive for Jensen. He would even go so far as to say this is one of his erogenous spots, and with Jared teasing him so nicely other parts of his body are becoming interested.

Jensen shivers in the cool night air but ignores it the best he can, in no hurry to end what they have started. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he trails a hand down the length of Jared’s chest, briefly tracing a circle around his navel, and rests his hand over the button of his jeans. Jared’s eyes widen when he realizes what he has in mind but Jensen gives him no time to protest, slipping a hand into Jared’s jeans and taking his length in hand.

Jared arches up off the blanket when Jensen rubs his thumb over the crown, smearing the pre-come that has gathered there. He gazes up at Jensen, locking desire laden eyes with lust filled ones, and tries to keep their eye contact as Jensen begins to stroke him slowly, teasingly. A groan from deep within escapes, part desire and part frustration, and he squirms beneath Jensen.

“Come on Jen, you’re killing me here,” Jared practically whimpers, though Jensen is sure he would deny it if he brought it up. “I need… Oh, God, right there… I need…”

“What do you want Jay?” Jensen asks huskily. “You have to tell me what you want.”

Jensen stops his slow, teasing stroke on Jared’s cock to gently squeeze his balls, rolling them in the palm of his hand the best that he can. This draws another moan from the pliant man beneath him, Jensen enjoying watching him squirm.

“God, Jen, stop teasing me,” Jared pleads helplessly, gripping onto Jensen’s biceps almost painfully. “I can’t take it.”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to, Jay,” Jensen continues to torture his boyfriend teasingly. “You gotta tell me what you want me to do though.”

With a sudden strength Jensen didn’t know the desire-crazed man could accomplish, Jared wrenches Jensen’s hand out of his pants and pushes them both up. Jensen dazedly stares into Jared’s eyes, blackened by denied desire, and shivers unconsciously. With his grip still on Jensen’s biceps, Jared pulls him to his feet and begins dragging him toward the house, blanket lying forgotten behind them.

Jensen shivers again at the thought of what Jared plans on doing to him once they are inside the privacy of the house, delicious images running through his head. Anticipation strums through his veins and he finds himself just as anxious as Jared is, needing to get to the nearest bed or solid surface before he loses his mind. It wouldn’t surprise him in the least if they stripped naked out here from sheer impatience, in plain view for any passer-by to witness.

They somehow manage to make it into the house, but once they are inside all bets are off. As they climb the stairs they rid each other of their clothes, articles of clothing dropped in random areas as they make their way to the bedroom, bumping into walls and furniture as they fight with the more difficult pieces of clothing covering their bodies.

By the time they reach the bed both are down to their boxers. Jared none too gently pushes Jensen down onto the bed and practically pounces on top of him. Jensen squirms briefly until he is more comfortable, feet planted firmly on the bed with Jared positioned between his spread knees.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve thought about being in this exact position,” Jared whispers, sounding overwhelmed. “I can’t quite believe this is actually happening.”

Jensen smiles softly and nods his head in understanding, feeling the exact same way. Deciding to let actions speak for him, he pulls Jared down to eye level and leans up the rest of the way to capture his lips. Jared makes no complaint, giving Jensen full access to his mouth, giving control over easily. Jensen attacks his mouth with much emotion, trying to convey just what this means to him through the kiss.

A tremble runs through his body when he feels Jared’s hand trailing down his chest, stopping briefly to toy with his sensitive nipples. He arches up into the delicious sensation, all the while maintaining control of the kiss; which is a remarkable feat when Jared is pinching and rubbing like that. Eventually he continues lower and grabs hold of the hem of Jensen’s boxers when they are within reach and Jensen lifts up so he can pull them down his hips.

Jared is forced to pull out of the kiss so he can pull Jensen’s boxers off, and once that is accomplished he rids himself of his own as well. Jensen licks his lips as he gazes openly at Jared’s strong, muscular body. He has always known that Jared was beautiful, but seeing him completely naked for the first time is a sight to behold.

“Have you ever done this before?” Jared asks suddenly, looking nervous yet anxious at the same time.

“Yeah, I have. I’m no expert, of course, but I’m no virgin, either.” Jensen answers softly, tearing his eyes away from Jared’s body to meet his eyes.

Jared simply nods his head, asking no more. He reaches over the side of the bed and opens his duffel, pulling out a tube of KY and a condom. Jensen raises an eyebrow at this and Jared blushes scarlet, looking awkward in his own skin.

“You were expecting to get lucky, huh?” Jensen teases to lighten the mood, make Jared more comfortable and relaxed.

“Didn’t expect anything,” Jared replies, smile growing on his face, “I was just hoping.”

“Guess it’s a good thing you came prepared.”

Jared smiles all wide, dimpled, and completely adorable before becoming serious again, allowing himself a moment to look at Jensen’s body. With a wide, spread palm, he runs his hand all over Jensen’s chest, marveling at how the muscles twitch beneath his skin. Before Jensen can tease him, feeling uncomfortable under such scrutiny, Jared’s face is buried in his crotch, suckling on the head of his erection. All Jensen can manage is a gasp, a moan caught in his throat, as he arches up off the bed. With clenched fists he grasps at the bed sheets beneath him and tries to avoid thrusting up into Jared’s mouth, which proves to be rather difficult.

Jensen closes his eyes tightly, trying to gain control over himself, when he feels a lubed finger tracing his entrance. He is alerted to a familiar burning sensation when he feels that finger enter him slowly, thrusting in and out gently. Jared whispers soothing words as he stretches Jensen open, using three fingers to get him ready. Jensen has seen the size of Jared’s dick and right now he is very thankful for those three fingers, no matter the burn they are causing right now.

Jensen’s eyes squeeze shut and his breath hitches in his throat when Jared’s fingers brush that hidden spot inside of him that makes him see stars. He can hear Jared’s pleased words, but his mind can’t focus enough to know what he said exactly. Doesn’t really matter though, not when Jared is repeatedly rubbing against that bundle of nerves within him. Uncontrollable moans pass through Jensen’s lips as he pushes back against his boyfriend’s hand, needing far more attention on his prostate than he is receiving. Jared is teasing him, brushing but never applying much pressure, and Jensen just wants to scream at him.

He groans in disappointment when those amazing fingers disappear, eyes flying open to glare at Jared. The other man simply laughs, leaning down to tongue one of Jensen’s nipples. Jensen grabs hold of him though, and pulls him up to eye level, smashing their mouths together passionately. Jared groans into the kiss, pleased, and teases Jensen’s lips apart. They kiss for a few more minutes and then Jared is pulling away reluctantly, regretful expression on his face.

Jensen watches intensely as Jared grabs a condom and rips the package open with his teeth. Jensen takes it away from him and slides it down Jared's erection, teasing him by allowing his fingers to slowly slide along the stiff length and stroking it once before pulling away. Jared’s pupils are blown wide, staring down at Jensen like a predator. Jensen trembles at the intensity of the stare and smiles wickedly, spreading his legs a little further in invitation.

“You have any idea what you do to me Jen?” Jared growls as he takes his cock in hand and slowly guides it to the entrance to Jensen’s body.

Jensen doesn’t answer he merely concentrates on breathing through his nose as Jared pushes inside him at a torturously slow pace. He is grateful for the pace though, because it has been a while since he last had sex and Jared is considerably larger than his last boyfriend. He decides to keep this to himself because, while it is a compliment, the last thing he needs to be talking about at a time like this is his past experience with someone else.

By the look on Jared’s face Jensen can safely say it is taking all his self control not to just force his way inside. They both let out a sigh of relief, however, once Jared is buried to the hilt and seated firmly inside. Jensen forces himself to relax, trying to give his body time to adjust to Jared’s size, feeling incredibly full.

Jared leans down to initiate a tender kiss, soothing and caring. He keeps whispering endearments in Jensen’s ears as he places sweet kisses along his jaw and cheeks, stopping briefly here and there to give his mouth the same treatment. The initial pain Jensen experienced is starting to ebb away though, and he pushes back to show he is ready. Jared takes the hint and slowly pulls away, thrusting back in just as slow.

At the first gentle thrust Jensen throws his head back, neck arched, and Jared leans down to lavish wet, open mouthed kisses to the sensitive skin. This action brings forth more moans from Jensen, starting out soft and steadily growing in pitch. Jensen feels as though his body is ablaze, burning so deliciously with every thrust of Jared’s hips. The pain he felt before is now out of sight and out of mind, having paved the way for a pleasure so sweet.

When Jared lifts Jensen’s legs to his waist Jensen eagerly wraps them around him and holds him tight, digging his heels in so he can both draw Jared in deeper and gain purchase to thrust up to meet him. With one hand Jensen clutches at Jared’s forearm, which is gripping his hip, and reaches out with the other to stimulate one of Jared’s nipples.

“I’ve always heard that… ugh, oh my God… that this was incredible, but… nugh… you are so tight, Jen,” Jared gasps and groans through his sentence. “You feel… shit! You feel amazing.”

“Har… Oh, God... harder, Jared,” Jensen cries out desperately, seemingly unable to sate the need coursing through his system.

Jared angles differently to contact the center of pleasure inside and Jensen releases a loud inarticulate cry, modulating to a series of whimpers and soft moans. He does his best to meet each of Jared’s inward thrusts with a moan, each louder than the one previous. Jared’s grunts and moans join Jensen’s in the otherwise silent room, desperate to reach that haven of bliss only an orgasm can provide. Jensen is near delirious from the pleasure coursing through his highly alert, sensitive body and Jared is certainly losing himself in it as well.

“Ah! Right there,” Jensen practically screams with a vice like grip on Jared’s forearm, sure to leave bruises behind later. He is quickly losing his ability to think straight, much less form a comprehensible sentence. “I… I love you, Jay.”

“I love you, too,” Jared manages to gasp, carnal movements becoming erratic.

Obviously recognizing from his breathing and the uncontrollable jerks of his body that he is nearing his climax, Jared gains purchase with his knees set firmly on the bed, thrusting harder and faster than before. Jensen trembles deliciously when Jared slaps his hand away and wraps his own around his arousal, twisting his wrist on each upward stroke. Jensen knows he isn’t going to last much longer, no matter how he tries to hold it back.

When his orgasm hits him it manages to catch him by surprise and the intensity of it is dizzying. His essence explodes from him with a loud cry, landing on Jared’s chest and painting his own stomach.

Seeing Jensen reach his climax Jared picks up speed, thrusting hard and fast. As Jensen dazedly gazes up at Jared, watching him come apart above him, he smiles as love swells in his heart. The way he is feeling couldn’t be more perpetual and gratifying; he has never felt something so intense in his life. Jared achieves his own release moments later with a roar of relief, Jensen feels it filling the condom and can’t help wondering what it would feel like to have Jared fill him up instead. The thought disappears from his mind just as quickly as it came though, when Jared collapses on top of him and rests there. They are both slick with perspiration and panting like they can’t catch their breath.

Jared pulls out with a groan and rolls off of him a moment later, dropping down onto his back beside him. With a trembling hand, he takes off the soiled condom and ties it off before tossing it into the wastebasket placed conveniently next to the bed. He turns his head to face Jensen, movement slow and lazy, and catches his stare. The look that is shared between them couldn’t be consumed with more love; what they shared tonight was pivotal and they are both reeling with the after effect.

Rolling over onto his side takes more strength than Jensen thought it would and the ache in his backside tells him that sitting down tomorrow won’t be fun. He smiles at the thought, however. The pain I’ll surely be in is a small price to pay ’cause it was so worth it, he thinks to himself dreamily.

He rests his head on Jared’s chest and wraps an arm around his waist while Jared wraps him up in a warm and caring embrace. He allows his eyes to drift closed, sleep fighting to drag him under. The rise and fall of Jared’s chest isn’t helping either; he finds it more soothing than anything else.

“Get some sleep now Jen, and in the morning I’ll make us some breakfast,” Jared whispers against the top of his head, placing a kiss there. “If you’re lucky I might even bring it to you in bed.”

“Sounds awesome…” Jensen mumbles sleepily, a small playful smile lifting his lips. “Just try not to burn it.”

The laughter that erupts from deep within Jared’s chest is rich and Jensen can feel the rumble of it from where his head is resting on Jared’s chest. He finds himself smiling goofily. Yeah, life is good, Jensen says silently as he snuggles into his boyfriend’s side and slowly lets sweet oblivion descend upon him.

Looking in your eyes, seeing all I need
Everything you are is everything to me
These are the moments I know heaven must exist
These are the moments I know all I need is this
I have all I've waited for
And I could not ask for more


I Could Not Ask For More - by Edwin McCain
Mood: anxiousanxious
Music: Robot Koch