Smoke & Lightning: City Of Angels (3/?)
Title: Smoke & Lightning : City Of Angels (3/?)
Authors: eviltwin and bloody_adorable
Fandoms: Supernatural RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen Ackles / Jared Padalecki.
Wordcount: 3,663
Rating: Adult.
Summary: There are ways and means even when they're not together.
Disclaimer: None of the following is true in any way, and no profit is made from this work of fiction.
SMOKE & LIGHTNING: CITY OF ANGELS
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER THREE
The next seven days saw them fall into a comfortable routine, helped by the fact that Jared managed to talk Roberto into giving him two nights off at the end of it, to coincide with Jensen's three days off from the hospital. After that, Jensen had a twenty-four hour on-call to look forward to before returning to his regular days, but the break before it would help. He was looking forward to when they could both take a longer break, go home, see their families and Chris. Jensen missed his best friend and talking to him on the phone every week wasn't quite the same. But Jared was good at distracting him, at distracting them both from their homesickness, and over the course of the week they both settled a lot more.
The day after Ally had discovered Jensen's tattoos every patient on the floor knew about them and Jensen had given up on covering them up all the time. The parents knew and trusted him already and the other doctors seemed okay with it, although he rolled his long sleeves down any time he found himself having to deal with someone new. The kids loved it anyway, and would point at details in the tattoo and ask about them, or tell him how pretty it was. Ally drew him a picture of a koi fish the day before she went home again for a while, which he pinned to the fridge that night.
Jared grinned when he saw it, lifting the edge away from the door to get a good look at it. Jensen saw him looking from where he was fixing them some dinner and smiled.
"She's a good artist, huh?"
"She is," Jared agreed. "But then, she has good inspiration." Jensen chuckled as Jared came over and put his arms around him, kissed the side of his neck. "One more work day before I'm off. What do you want to do with those two days? Because I was thinking we could just have a lot of sex, maybe go out for dinner someplace?"
"Hmm, sure you don't want to just call for takeout so we don't have to get dressed? Wouldn't going out interrupt all the sex?" Jensen teased.
"You have the best ideas," Jared told him, squeezing his waist.
"You know I was kidding, right?"
"Whatever. Hey, since you're already off tomorrow, maybe you could come to the bar? There's a lot less fighting over there now."
"Thanks to you." Jensen sighed, knowing Jared wouldn't like his answer. "I'm kind of tired, Jay. I was hoping I might just zone out tonight with a movie, maybe call Mom and Chris. Why don't we go over there tomorrow night?"
"On my night off? I'd rather be doing something else." Jared had let go of him and stepped away. "Jesus, I come to the hospital every day to have lunch with you, what's wrong with you coming to where I work, huh?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. I just... I loved Mickey's, all right? I knew people there and I had Chris to hang out with when you had to work. But if I come there tonight, who the hell am I going to talk to while you're busy pouring shots and pulling beers? Look, when Chris comes to visit, I promise I will bring him out with me and we'll stay at the bar all night, but until then I don't think I could handle it. Sitting in a bar for three hours is different than sharing lunch in the hospital cafeteria." Jared looked set to argue and Jensen spoke over him to stop it. He didn't want to argue. "You know what I mean, Jay. And it's okay if you don't want to come some days, you know? I'm making friends there now and I'll be okay. I mean, thank you for every day you've been so far. You know I'm grateful for that."
Jared sagged. "I know you are. And I love coming over there and seeing you."
Jensen tried a smile. "You love seeing me in scrubs, you mean."
It worked. Jared smiled back. "Yeah, that helps. Okay, I'm sorry. You stay here with a movie tonight and give Chris my love. Hey, maybe we could go to Vegas on our days off."
Letting out a laugh, Jensen shook his head and went back to stirring their dinner. "Or maybe not. I remember last time we went there. Maybe we could save that for when Chris comes over? Anyway, I think I like your plan a lot better, the one with all the sex." He grinned now, the tension broken. "Now, are you going to get into your so-called uniform or what?"
"Hmm, after dinner." Jared was suddenly back behind him again, arms around him as he leaned over his shoulder and watched him cook. "Don't want to make a mess of my nice clean polo shirt, mm, thank you by the way for washing it for me..." He trailed off, preoccupied then with a spot behind Jensen's ear that he knew was ticklish. He kissed him there and Jensen moved his head to try and stop him, huffing with laughter.
"You will get this all over you if you keep that up," he warned, but of course Jared didn't stop. "You're worse than a girl," he muttered, turning in Jared's arms and letting the other man reach his mouth. Jared backed him up against the counter next to the stove, sliding his hands down the back of Jensen's pants so that he could pull him close enough to feel him properly. He didn't let up on his mouth, either, pressing kisses to his lips, chaste and soft. It lasted a few minutes, until the pot on the stove-top threatened to bubble over and Jensen had to duck away and see to it.
"You make a great housewife," Jared said, watching Jensen serve up, avoiding the elbow that came back towards him. "I'm serious, I couldn't ask for better."
"You know, if you want sex when you get back from the bar tonight then you're going the wrong way towards getting it."
"I was actually going to show my appreciation of you by blowing you before I go to work, but if you don't-"
"Oh, fine. Dinner, blowjob and then shower, and then you'd better move otherwise you'll be late."
They sat on the couch with their dinner, taking a place either end and tangling their legs together across the cushions. Jensen ate slowly, while Jared finished his off in about five minutes and reached across to shove the empty plate on the table. He asked Jensen if he was going to hurry up, but Jensen just ignored him so Jared moved anyway and unbuttoned the man's fly.
"Jay, I'm still eating! C'mon!"
"So be careful with it, or put it down. I don't have a lot of time." He gripped Jensen's dick, tugged on it a couple of times and then shoved his underwear down. Jensen quickly swallowed the mouthful of food he had and shoved his half-empty plate on the floor with a clatter, pushing his hips up from the cushions so that Jared could get his pants and underwear off him. He took his shirt off, too, felt weird with it still on. Jared's hand wrapped around his cock again and he closed his eyes at the warmth of it, the feel of it there.
"You're sure you have to go to work tonight?" he asked, his voice faltering as Jared's mouth joined his hand. Jared hummed around him, which he took to mean yes, and he threaded his fingers into Jared's hair. "Gotta make the most of..mm, fuck.." It didn't matter how many times Jared did this to him, it still felt fantastic. It made him forget what he was saying as his mind blanked to everything but Jared's lips and tongue and fingers. And he was in a hurry tonight, driving a finger into Jensen's body to make him come undone even faster than usual. Jensen shuddered at the touch, tried to hold onto himself just to frustrate Jared. Not because he was feeling particularly mean right then, but because it was funny and he wanted to see if he could do it.
It turned out he couldn't, not when Jared had his mind set to something. His body was too used to the touch and he could feel the pressure building after only a few minutes more. He tightened his hands in Jared's hair, yanked him up and Jared complained at him for it, but then looked up and saw his face. He crawled up Jensen's body, dropped a kiss to his waiting mouth. His weight pushed down against Jensen's cock and it took everything he had not to come at that alone.
"You'd better go shower," Jensen told him, once the feeling had subsided enough for him to talk.
"Yeah? You're not gonna finish this without me, are you?"
Jensen squeezed the back of his neck and pulled him down for another kiss, more drawn out and passionate. Jared just looked confused when Jensen let him go and said, "Sort of. Don't worry, you'll be involved."
"And on that mysterious note... I'm going for a shower."
Jensen listened to him move away, stayed on the couch and let his eyes fall closed as he heard the water start up. He had drifted off into a doze by the time Jared came back, and woke up when he felt the shift of air as Jared leaned over the back of the couch. He looked up to find Jared eyeing him, leering. Then Jared leaned over further, kissed him goodbye.
"Call me on your break," Jensen said.
"Oh, yeah? Are you gonna keep that for me?" Jared asked, letting his fingers drift over Jensen's stomach for a moment. Jensen glanced down at his dick, still half-hard. He'd been having some interesting dreams.
He looked back up at Jared and smirked. "If you don't leave it too late."
Jared promised that he wouldn't.
When he was gone, Jensen grabbed his clothes from the floor and threw them into the laundry, picked out a pair of sweats that were loose enough for him to be comfortable. He washed the dishes from dinner and cleaned up in the kitchen, then went back to the couch. His erection was gone by the time he sat down again, but he knew that Jared would have a break around eleven-thirty and he'd be ready for him by then. For now he wanted to talk to Chris, find out what had been going on back home in the last few days. He dialled the number and settled back on the couch, the phone to his ear.
There was a click as the phone was picked up and then another click followed by the dial tone as it was immediately hung up. About ten seconds later, Jensen's phone rang and he answered it, puzzled.
"Hey, man, sorry about that. Johnny has this new thing he likes to do when I try and make him go to bed early."
Jensen laughed, understanding. "Here I thought maybe I'd interrupted you having some sex."
"Lynn's at work, Jen. So how are ya?" The way he asked it, Jensen knew that he'd just sat down himself, ready for a long chat. "Things were a bit off last time we talked."
"You're way too perceptive."
"Naw, man, I just know you way too well. What's up?"
"Things are better. I think we're settling down to it at last. Got a few days off now, though. Jay's off too, so we can actually spend more than 12 hours together."
"Sounds like it'll be good for you."
"What about you? How's the rugrat?"
Chris laughed. "He's good. He's just curled up next to me and looks like he's going to sleep right here. He's got a girlfriend now, too. Some older woman called Holly."
"Oh my god, you're kidding. Is Jeff okay with this?"
"Stevie actively encourages it," Chris said. "So Jeff doesn't get much of a say. We just take Johnny over for the play-dates and leave 'em both to it. Corey sometimes sits with 'em and plays at third wheel. They're real cute together, Jay would hate it."
"So has he had his first kiss yet?"
"What're you implying, Jensen? My boy knows to treat the ladies with some respect. I'm sure it's only a matter of time, though. Are you trying not to laugh at me?"
Jensen gave up trying at that, burst into laughter down the phone at Chris, who joined in straight away. "You know when I tell Jay about this, you're gonna be getting a phone call. He adores that kid."
"Yeah, I know. That's pretty much my news, anyway."
"Has my sister got a new boyfriend yet?"
"Like I'm meant to know that?" Jensen waited and Chris continued, "All right, fine. No, I haven't seen her with anyone new. But she hasn't really been looking. She seems to be happy studying and working. Comes over every now and again to sit for Johnny when I take Lynn out."
"Does she go out?"
"Yeah, sometimes tags along to Mickey's with me and Phin. And no, she's not over there getting drunk all the time before you say anything. We just go over there and shoot some pool, throw some darts." He paused, like he knew what Jensen was thinking. "Don't worry about it, okay? I'm sure when she wants to she'll find someone."
"All right. You're right, I'm not worried. I'm just waiting for the phone call telling me she just got her first tattoo."
"Ha, yeah, I'll bet that'll come soon enough. You and Jay planning any more yet?"
"Give us a few weeks, I'm sure we'll come up with something. So anyway, when are you coming over here to see us?"
They talked for another half an hour, Chris promising that he'd try and get over for a week after Christmas and that, yes, he would give them plenty of warning. He told Jensen that he'd probably end up having to leave Lynn and Johnny at home because of their school and work, but that maybe the three of them being on their own for a few boys' nights out wouldn't be such a bad thing.
"Definitely not," Jensen agreed. "And we'll see you before then, I think. We're looking at coming home just before Christmas vacation. Apparently Holly's teacher usually does a zoo field trip around then and she wants us to come and be chaperones."
"Cute, Jared will love that."
"So he said," Jensen said, thinking back. "Though maybe not in those exact words. I'd better get off the phone anyway. I want to call Mom still and Jay said he'd call when he was on his break."
"Oh, yeah? You got anything fun planned for him?"
"Wouldn't you like to know... I promised I'd, uh..be available."
"I know what that means. Have fun, bud. I'll talk to you again real soon. Give Jay a big wet kiss from me."
"And you give Lynn one from me," Jensen answered, laughing at the disgusted noise Chris made at the remark. "I'll see ya."
They said goodnight and hung up and then Jensen called his mother's number, asked her about her job and if everything was okay back home. He told her about the last few days, catching her up on everything that had happened, and about Ally's picture on his fridge. His mom said she sounded like a sweet kid and reminisced for a moment about the artwork he'd done when he was a little boy. Told him his talents lay more in being scientific, rather than artistic, but that she'd stuck them up nonetheless. And then she dropped in a wistful comment about how nice it'd be to have more grandkids. He rolled his eyes, knowing she couldn't see him, and agreed with her whilst carefully steering the conversation away from that topic. He'd long given in to being patient about it, knowing that if they ever thought about children then it would have to be Jay that brought it up next.
His mom, predictably, kept him talking for a good hour about all kinds of things before eventually letting him go. Perhaps she thought he was lonely without Jared there, he thought. He turned the TV on once she was gone, switched over to some music channel because all he wanted was background noise anyway, and put the phone next to him on the cushions. He had a couple hours before Jared would call and it didn't take him long to doze off.
He woke up at eleven, came to slowly. Glancing at the clock he saw he still had a short wait to go and he flicked through the channels on the TV until he found an old black and white movie. He muted it, not interested in getting involved in it. He got up and turned the lights off, letting the glow from the TV set guide him back to the couch where he got comfortable and shoved his sweatpants down around his thighs. He thought of Jared and reached down to start stroking at his dick. He wanted to be ready.
After half an hour exactly, the phone rang beside him. He picked up, his voice coming out throaty when he said Jared's name.
"What would you have done if it wasn't me?"
"Mm... I don't think I'd care at this point. Where are you?"
"Jesus Christ, you're jerking off right now, aren't you?" came the reply.
Jensen watched his hand slide over his dick. It curved neatly up towards his stomach, thick and dark. He ran his thumb over the drop of pre-come at the head, smeared it on his skin, and let out a shaky breath as he collected himself again. He'd set himself a slow pace, kept himself hard but not enough that he couldn't control it. "Where are you?" he repeated. There was a soft click before Jared answered.
"Just locked myself in the staff bathroom. Fuck, Jensen, you're really gonna do this?"
Jensen bit his lip, twisted his wrist. "Kinda late to stop now." He moaned quietly down the line, cupped his balls and squeezed them. "Are your pants still zipped?"
"Not now.." Jared swore again, letting out a breath that Jensen knew meant he'd just freed his dick. "Oh, man, I've been thinking about you for the last hour. I'm already halfway there."
"Yeah? Halfway isn't good enough, Jay, you got some..some catching up to do."
"Put me on speaker," Jared said. Apparently he didn't want to let Jensen control this situation any more. Jensen was too far gone to argue with him already, so he just did as he was told and turned the volume on the phone up, dropping it on the floor. "Doesn't take me long to catch up when I'm imagining you like that," Jared told him.
"Oh yeah? How're you imagining me?"
There was a long silence and then Jared said, "I think you're on the couch, not in bed. And you're not quite naked, I don't think."
"I have my St. Christopher around my neck."
"Hmm, that's not all. Take those pants all the way off."
Jensen smiled to himself. "Damn, you're good." He shuffled around, got the sweatpants down his legs and off to the floor. "You have a hidden camera in here somewhere, don't you?"
"No. I just know you too well. Are you nearly there, Jen? You had a head-start on me, after all."
"I'm doin' good."
He could hear the smirk in Jared's voice when he spoke. "I bet. You know what I'm gonna do to you later? We haven't fucked in the kitchen yet, have we?"
Jensen bit off a moan, glanced over the end of the couch towards the kitchen table. He could picture Jared pushing him down over it, fucking into him while he hung on to the edges. "No..."
"And we should christen the tub."
Jensen didn't even really understand what he meant, but he could imagine. He fisted his cock harder, the movements sounding loud in the quiet of the apartment.
Then Jared sang out of the phone, "I can hear you. Go faster, Jen, c'mon. I wanna hear you lose it."
Jensen was chewing on his bottom lip now, thinking he wanted to lose it. He could hear Jared's breathing change and knew that he was doing exactly the same thing.
"Wanna hear you, fuck, the noises you make..." He growled through the phone then and Jensen heard a heavy thud as he hit something. He thought of Jared in the bathroom stall, one hand planted against the door as he jacked his cock with the other. Pictured Jared stood there, leaning his weight forward, jeans tight around his thighs. The image in his head made him moan, loud, and Jared laughed breathlessly at the sound. "That's it, c'mon..."
Neither of them spoke after that, Jensen's eyes screwed shut as he grit his teeth and pumped his hand faster, his muscles straining from the repetitive motion. He didn't make a sound until he could feel it coming, feel everything tighten, and then he was cursing in a stream of words and he could just hear Jared through the blood rushing in his ears as he started to come.
Then Jared was gasping, and Jensen kicked out his leg to the floor, hit the table, swore loudly at the sudden pain and rolled off the couch to the floor. He landed on his knees, come hitting the floorboards, and grappled for his phone.
"Jared... Jay, fuck..."
They were quiet for a few minutes, calming down, and then Jared broke the silence. "I don't have to help close tonight, okay? I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Jensen swallowed. "I'll..I'll be ready."
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