One Good Deed (Wedding Verse)
One Good Deed (Wedding Verse)
Pairings: Jared/Jensen, Sophia/Chad
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Language, smexing, and commas gone wonky
Disclaimer: It's all a big lie
Summary: So Jared and Jensen met through the daring rescue of an abused kitten. Heh. Yeah so this pure schmoop, but there is a wedding...
Master post
Part two here
Part three:
Jensen felt overwhelmed. He'd thought getting married would be simple. Get a license, get a caterer, and get a Jared. He studied the elaborate displays of flowers and invitations on the website Katie had forwarded to him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He just had to breathe, he told himself. Breathe and remember the end goal.
Jared.
Right, so he could do this. He could learn the difference between flowers and fonts. He was determined that he could learn how to tell the difference between tuxedo styles. Sighing, Jensen closed the window and went back to ordering books for the store. That he could do. He silently wished that they could just elope, but Jared was adamant that they go the whole nine yards.
Jared's family had died before they could see him get married, and Jared was determined that Jensen's family get to be involved in every aspect of the wedding. That was fine with Jensen. He understood, but he was just so stunned by how many details went into planning a wedding.
Jensen spent the rest of the afternoon working at the store. Books were shelved and organized. New orders were sent out. Jensen let himself get lost in the familiar routines until Jared came to pick him up. He had been mildly amused at Jared's glee over driving the impala, and he was fine with being in the passenger seat. Jared drove like someone's grandma when he got behind the wheel of the impala, and it gave Jensen plenty of heckling opportunities.
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Jared crept through the four way stop, his head craning every which way as they chugged across the street. Finally satisfied that all was well, he pushed lightly on the gas pedal and chugged a little faster.
"Jared, baby, I love that you care about being a safe driver, but I'm not made of glass. Plus, this car is two tons of Detroit steel--"
"It's not you I'm worried about," Jared said, cutting him off. "It's this beautiful piece of black machinery." Jared grinned as he turned into the driveway of their house.
Jensen raised an eyebrow, shaking his head as they eased to a stop. Jared glanced over at him and started laughing. "Jensen, I just don't want you to get jarred if I slam on the brakes or turn too fast, and I do realize how much you love this car. It's...amazing that you trust me enough to drive her."
Jared leaned forward and planted a noisy kiss on Jensen's cheek before bouncing out of the car. Jensen watched him unlock the door leading into the kitchen, his gaze sliding down the lean muscles under Jared's bright blue scrubs. Sighing, he pushed his door open and followed his lover into the house.
Sadie and Harley came careening into the kitchen, sliding across wood floors to slam into Jared's legs. Laughing, he knelt down to bury his hands and face in their soft fur. Jensen stepped around them to put the bulky wedding folder on the kitchen counter.
He still wasn't sure how or who had put the folder together, but it was disconcerting in it's thoroughness. There were tabs and highlighted sections. There were even color swabs in the section labeled Reception.
Gah. As a gay man, Jensen felt like he'd been genetically cheated by his utter lack of flair. He didn't even like to shop for clothes, much less table accents.
Jared glanced up from the floor, frowning slightly at Jensen's cloudy expression. "Dude?" he queried.
Jensen smiled slightly, shrugging tight shoulders. "Sorry, it's just a lot. I didn't realize how hard this was going to be. Totally worth every minute, but overwhelming." He sighed softly. "I'm just really glad that I have you, ya know? That you want to marry me...it's still sort of mind boggling."
"Yeah," Jared said thoughtfully, " We should buy Sandy something pretty, and maybe shiny for introducing us." He stood back up and went to Jensen. Resting his head against Jared's chest, Jensen breathed in the smell that was completely Jared.
They stood silently for a few minutes until a small presence began to wind around their legs. Jensen smiled softly. "Maybe we should get Dusk something pretty and shiny for introducing us," he remarked as they moved apart. Dusk looked up, heart shaped face barely marred by the abuse she'd suffered.
Jensen reached down to rub behind her ears while Jared started feeding their small brood. "We should think about having the wedding here," Jared said as he glanced at the backyard. "We'd save a lot of money, it's give us a place for the reception, and it'd be a nice setting. We've talked a lot about landscaping anyway, and it's not like it'll be a huge wedding, right?"
Jensen bit his lip, deep in thought. He was uncomfortable with people in his home, but if they held the whole shebang in the backyard, it could work.
"We could get one of those big ass tents," he suggested, pulling salad out of the fridge while Jared headed down the hall to change his clothes.
"Jensen! Come here a minute," Jared called. Shrugging, Jensen headed down the hall toward their bedroom. "Yeah?" he asked, watching Jared strip out of his scrubs. "You're tense," Jared noted. "I think you need a hot shower, a good massage, and an awesome blowjob." He grinned at Jensen as he went into the ensuite bathroom.
Laughing softly, Jensen tugged his clothes off, throwing them into the hamper as he followed after Jared.
Jared was already under the spray, water coursing down taut flesh. Jensen muffled a groan as he stepped into the shower and pressed his chest against Jared's back. Jared ground his hips against Jensen, making Jensen harden instantly.
Jensen bit softly at Jared's neck, trailing across his shoulder and down his back. He slowly let his hands curve across Jared's chest, making a path through the warm water down toward Jared's bellybutton. Jared arched into his touch, gasping when Jensen tangled his finger in the coarse hairs at the base of Jared's cock and tugged gently.
Nuzzling Jared's ear, Jensen grasped at Jared's dick. Closing his eyes, Jensen pressed tightly against Jared's body until he felt Jared carefully pull away so he could turn around.
Forcing his eyes open, Jensen leaned forward to kiss Jared. Smiling, Jared pushed Jensen away so that he could go down on his knees. Jensen braced himself against the shower walls as Jared took him into his mouth.
Callused hands cupped his balls, stroking and jerking them as he swallowed Jensen's length.
Jensen stared down at Jared, lips stretched wide around him, before closing his eyes again. Jared's tongue pressed roughly against the thick vein that ran down Jensen's cock before moving back up to lap at the leaking head.
Jensen whimpered when Jared suddenly pulled away only to take Jensen's cock all the way in. Jared's mouth was hot around him, and soon Jensen could feel his balls tightening and tapped a frantic warning against Jared's shoulder as he began to come. Throwing his head back, Jensen choked out a strange half sob, half whimper as Jared swallowed.
He was placid in Jared's hands as he was turned back around. Jared's fingers grazed his hole, tugging him open. Through his post-orgasmic haze, Jensen moved to give Jared more room, leaning against the warm tiles while Jared used shampoo to slick his stretched opening.
Jensen smiled as Jared began pushing his cock through the ring of muscle. Jared slowly eased himself inside until his body was wrapped around Jensen. Jensen was silently thankful for Jared's ridiculous height. It made shower sex so much easier.
Jared aimed every thrust at Jensen's prostate, reaching around to jerk him off in perfect time. Panting, Jensen let him move their bodies until he could feel his second orgasm welling up.
"Jared, please," he gasped. Jared smiled against Jensen's neck and thrust harder until Jensen cried out, spilling over Jared's hand. Jared shuddered, going still as he pulsed deep inside Jensen.
They stood silently for a few moments, Jared leaning against Jensen and Jensen leaning against the tile. The water cooling down finally forced them to pull apart, and they rinsed quickly under the chilly spray.
They put on sweats, groggy and sated, and moved together back down the hall. Jensen smiled as he wondered how their wedding night would go. He doubted his imagination would do it justice.
Part 4
I haven't written porn in a llllooonnnngggg time, and I hope this didn't come off too bow-chicka-bow-wow.
Either way, comments are like honey and marshmallows....