One Good Deed (Wedding Verse) 5/5
Title: Wedding Verse 5/5
Rating: NC17, mostly
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Warnings: Language, sex, iffy punctuation.
Disclaimer: I keep checking flea markets and the internet....but no luck. I don't own 'em.
Summary: Erm...there's a wedding. Sorry! Jensen and Jared have met, bonded, falling deeply and pornigraphically in love. Now! They're getting married. It's total fluff. There's a serious lack of angst. So...enjoy!!!
A/N: I just thought I should mention that I leap from one POV to another throughout this chapter. I usually stick to one perspective, but it somehow it didn't work like that this time. *shrugs*
Masterpost
Part 5:
Jensen knew that something was going on. He knew it. He also knew Jared, and that counteracted any worry he might have, so he just went with it. He spent some of his afternoon worrying about gas leaks, but Jared had told him that all their animals were safe and sound at the clinic. By the time it was time to go home he'd decided to just keep his eyes open and his mouth closed.
Jared was waiting at the front counter buying a worn copy of Shutter Island, and he just shrugged at Jensen's raised eyebrow. "I like reading the book first. It gives me fodder for mockery when I see the movie." Jensen snorted softly, and gave Jared a soft kiss on the cheek. "Right on, Jared. I just wouldn't have pegged you for a suspense novel sorta guy."
Jared shrugged again, and leaned in to give Jensen a smacking kiss on the lips. "Eh, it'll be something fun to do tonight. Keep me from driving your folks crazy with my chatter. Then, next week we can rent the movie." Jared knew that the Ackles clan had adopted him without hesitation, loved him like their own, and enjoyed his company, but he was so nervous about accidently telling Jensen about their impromtu wedding...he needed a distraction.
Jensen gave Sophia a small wave of goodbye, following Jared out to the car. He threw the keys to Jared. It never seemed to stop amazing the man that Jensen let him drive her, and Jensen hoped things like that would always stay new. He slid into the passenger seating, trying not to hiss at the small tug of scar tissue across his chest. It was getting so much better, but he was waiting for the day when he forgot entirely about the shooting for days at a time. Scars faded, and he was ready for that time to come.
They drove carefully to the Ackles family home. Jensen's parents had kept the house closed up while they traveled around, enjoying their retirement, and hadn't been settled back in for very long. Jared knew that Jensen's old bedroom was the same way he'd left it when he'd gone to college, and Jared was very much looking forward to the chance to snoop around in teenaged Jensen's life.
Jensen was leaning back against the door, his face pressed against the glass, and his eyes closed. Jared slid to a stop slowly, easing the huge car into park, and studied Jensen for a few moments until he slowly opened his eyes. "You look tired," Jared commented. Jensen shrugged one shoulder, glancing around. "Here already?" Jensen mumbled as he opened the passenger door.
Jared followed him to the house, a duffle bag clutched in his hand. He felt slightly giggly when he'd packed their clothes into one bag. It was weird, the things that made him happy. Ok, maybe it was just that Jensen made him happy. Mmmm....Jensen. Jared spent a few quality seconds watching Jensen's ass as he trailed behind him up the walkway.
Donna opened the door, her face lit up with delight. Jensen hugged her, dropping a kiss on her soft cheek, and stepped around her into the house with a small thank you for letting them stay the night. Jared pulled the petite woman into a bear hug, lifting her off her feet. Chuckling, Donna hugged him back tightly. "I've already got a plan to disappear in the morning. He won't suspect a thing," she whispered into Jared's ear. "Great, Donna," Jared answered, "now I just need to make sure I keep my trap shut. I'm so freaking excited...I feel like I'm gonna burst." Donna laughed, ushering him into the house.
Jensen was in the living room talking to his dad about the store. Jared came up beside him, duffle bag swinging at his side, and offered his free hand to Alan. Alan gave him a smile of greeting, and shook his hand. "Jensen, son, show Jared where to put your stuff. Your mom has dinner under control, and we'll eat soon." Alan nodded his head toward a flight of stairs.
Jensen took Jared's hand and led him up a hallway decorated with Ackles family photos. Jared made a mental note to take time later to study each and every one of them. He caught glimpses of Jensen and Mac in various stages of childhood, and it made his throat catch a little. Jensen turned at the top of the stairs and Jared followed him into a small bedroom, lit by the fading sunlight. It looked out on the street, and Jared could see the impala gleaming in the sunset.
The room was extremely simple in decoration. The walls were a soft gray, the bedspread a deep green, and posters of various bands graced the walls. Jared sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing at the shelves of worn paperbacks that were stacked on chipped shelves. Jensen's room was tidy, free of dust, and Jared once again felt grateful for the in-laws he was inheriting. Donna or Alan had obviously been in to make the room welcoming.
"Your parents rock, dude," Jared commented, falling back onto the bed. Jensen nodded his agreement as he began shifting through the contents of their duffle. "Yeah," he said as he pulled out two pairs of sleep pants and tossed them onto the bed next to Jared. "They're the best." He glanced at Jared, frown lines marring his forehead.
"Jared? Does it bother you? I mean, my family is very important to you. To me. I just want you to know that what's mine is yours. They love you, you know." Jensen looked down, his face flushing. Jared rolled his head toward Jensen. "I know, Jensen, and they make me feel like I'm a part of the family. They do. You do."
Jensen smiled softly at the floor before crawling onto the bed next to Jared. They laid together quietly for a few moments, breathing softly. Jensen ran his fingers across Jared's chest, tracing patterns in the soft fabric of his shirt. They both jumped a little when Donna's voice floating up to them, inviting them to dinner.
Jensen raised himself up on one arm, leaning forward to kiss Jared before carefully lifting himself off the bed. Jared frowned slightly, hating that Jensen had pain because of some random asshole with a gun. He let Jensen lead him into the kitchen, unsurprised by what greeted him.
The room was warm, full of yellows and reds. Small, odd pieces of art and knick knacks were placed around the large room, and a small table sat in the middle. It was the perfect size for a family that loved to be close.
"Jared," Donna greeted him, "it is about time you came to visit us. We always seem to come to your house, don't we?" Jensen moved to the stove as Jared bent down to give the smiling woman a kiss on the cheek. "Donna, I'm so grateful you, both of you, are being so gracious about letting us stay here tonight."
Alan smiled at the taller man, his face creased with amusement. "Of course, Jared. A gas leak in serious. I'm just glad that you caught it. Besides, you're always welcome here. Always."
Jensen, who's back had been turned as he helped put food into serving dishes, turned to grin happily at them. He lifted a bowl heaping with homemade mashed potatoes. "Dinner's on."
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Jared was stretched out comfortably in Jensen's bed. He didn't fit a lot of furniture very well, but somehow everything that Jensen had was Jared-sized. He took it for a sign. Jensen was settled against his side, snoring softly into Jared's chest. Jared let himself enjoy the dark room and the slumbering man beside him.
Jared missed his family. God, but he missed them, and he'd had more than a few moments of guilt over how much he loved Jensen and his entire family. Logically, he knew that he wasn't replacing his family with Jensen's, and that he was simply gaining a family who loved him. His heart, however, ached sometimes over how easily he'd fallen in love with the entire Ackles brood. He was afraid he'd forget his mom's touch or his father's voice.
Sighing, Jared slid his fingers lightly down Jensen's cheek. He couldn't let melancholy thougts take him away from what he'd gained. His lover was pressed against him, and in less than ten hours, he'd be his husband.
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Jensen woke up to Jared's breath tickling his ear. Smiling, he raised his head to study the man next to him. Jared's mouth was slightly open, a slight trail of dried saliva on his chin. Brown hair stuck up at impressive angles. Jensen snickered softly to himself, rolling carefully out of bed. He set bare feet on the floor and walked silently towards the door.
He winced slightly at the creak as he opened the door, and padded down the hall to the bathroom he used to share with his sister. He thought less than fondly of the fights that arrangement had caused. He flipped the light on and blinked at the sudden glare. It had been a weird night, and there had been several times when he'd bitten back questions.
Jared had spent the night huddled over his book and exchanging looks with his parents. He'd glared at his dad, but Alan had obviously been spending time with Jared because the puppy dog eyes that he'd directed at Jensen were way too familar. Sighing, Jensen went to the bathroom and made his way back down the hall towards his old room.
Jared was sitting on the end of the bed, sleepily rubbing his eyes, and he broke into a grin when Jensen stepped back into the room. Bending down, Jensen pulled him into a greedy kiss, tongue swiping at teeth. Jared responded eagerly, cupping Jensen's face with his hands.
Finally pulling away, Jensen said a soft hello and began to dress for the day. Jared echoed his greeting and pulled on a pair of jeans. When both were clad in jeans and worn t-shirts, they made their way down the stairs and headed into the kitchen. Alan was sitting at the table, coffee cup in hand, perusing the newspaper.
Jensen grabbed two cups and began pouring coffee. "Where's mom?" he asked over his shoulder. Alan shrugged. "She headed out to the store and had some other errands to run. She'll be back soon." Jensen accepted his answer without comment, and handed Jared a steaming cup.
Jared cleared his throat, trying not to let his emotions show. " I guess after breakfast we should head home. I have few things to get done today, and we'll need to go grab the animals later, too." Jensen nodded, his eyes on the newpaper section he'd snagged. Jared frowned in mild surprise. He'd expected something to go wildly wrong, and it just wasn't. Ok, then. On with the plan.
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Jensen was startled when he pulled onto their street. He'd been chatting with Jared about the day ahead of them, and the sight of several familiar cars gave him pause. Guiding the impala into the garage, Jensen put the car into park and turned to Jared with an eyebrow already raised.
Jared was beaming and glowing and looked slightly terrified. Jensen marveled at the expression, and waited silently for Jared to tell him what was going on.
"Jensen?" Jared began.
"Yes, Jared?"
"Will you marry me?"
Jensen jerked with surprise. "Jared...I...what?"
"Come on," was Jared's reply as he left the car and headed toward the door into the kitchen. Frowning with confusion, Jensen followed him into the house. Dusk was laying in a patch of sun on the floor, her little body curled into a ball. She opened one eye briefly before going back to sleep.
The sound of voices were drifting in from the backyard. Jensen narrowed his eyes at Jared and stepped over the cat to open the backdoor.
The yard was set up with a few tables draped in cloth. A small crowd of Jared and Jensen's nearest and dearest were standing under the shade of the trees, glasses of iced tea in their hands. Jensen's mom wore a small flower on her t-shirt, Katie and Sandy stood in matching green t-shirts and dark jeans. Misha, dressed in black jeans and button down shirt, was leafing through a small book. Sophia and Chad were mingling with the staff from the animal clinic, and Jensen's physical therapist was pouring an iced tea for Alan, who had appeared behind Jared and Jensen.
"Jared?" Jensen turned to the other man. He felt overwhelmed. "Did you do this? I mean, is this why you've been acting so weird lately?"
Jared nodded, pulling him into a tight embrace. "I just want to be with you, and I know how hard you've been trying to get behind the whole big wedding thing. I guess I finally realized that this is really what I want."
Jensen pulled him into a rough kiss, and only stopped when Misha interrupted to tell them that all kissing had to wait until the end of the ceremony.
Jensen laughed at the eccentric mininster, and grabbed Jared's hand. Stopping to kiss his mother and sister on the cheek, he let Jared lead him to the section of the yard set up for the actual wedding. Chairs sat in rows under a small oak tree, and Misha went to stand at the front.
Still reeling, Jensen let Jared move him into position. Jared took his other hand, and Jensen smiled up at him as Misha began. It was simple, really. They had written and memorized their vows long ago, and Jensen choked on the words.
"Jared, I love you. Everything about you makes me ache with how much I love you. I promise to always do my best to make you happy, and I promise to share everything I have with you. My family, my house, and my heart are yours. They belong to you, and so do I."
Alan handed him a ring, and Jensen slid a simple gold band on Jared's finger, both of their hands shaking.
"Jensen, I love you. You make me feel like everything is new. I have gained more in you than I ever knew existed. You gave me a family, a place I feel like I belong, and you gave me yourself. Everything I have, I give to you. I love you, and I belong to you."
Jensen blinked back tears as Jared slid the ring onto his finger.
Misha smiled. "You may now kiss the groom."
Jared grinned. No one had to tell him twice. He pulled Jensen into his arms, and the two men kissed until the crowd starting making smooching noises and catcalling.
Finally, pulling away, Jensen gave Jared a beautific smile which was promptly returned. They linked hands, and went to greet their small group of guests.
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Jared closed the front door behind the last guest and turned to study Jensen. He was sprawled across the couch with Sadie draped across his feet. Harley was settled comfortably on the floor beside her. Smiling at the scene, Jared kissed Jensen on the forehead as he went into the kitchen.
He uncorked a bottle of merlot and poured two glasses. He moved back into the living room, and joined his husband on the couch.
"Here you go, husband," he said, handing the glass to Jensen.
"Thank you, husband."
They sat silently for awhile. They sipped their wine and watched a random movie. It was peaceful, and Jared rejoiced in the calm that surrounded him. Jensen's glowing smile all day had put all of Jared's worries at ease, and his shoulders were beginning to uncoil.
Eventually, Jensen leaned over to take Jared's wine glass. Putting it gently on a side table, Jensen stood up and tugged Jared to his feet. Jared happily followed him into their bedroom.
Jensen turned to Jared, and began to slowly strip off his clothes. Jared gladly let his shirt and jeans be pulled off, arching into the soft kisses that Jensen trailed across his bare chest. Fingers slid down his abs to push the boxers off his hips.
Jensen took a step back and stared for a long moment. Jared closed his eyes, basking in the gaze. His cock was already curving against his belly, and his balls felt heavy between his legs.
He shivered with anticipation, and forced his eyes open. Jensen didn't move as Jared stalked over to him and began tugging his shirt off. Soon both men were naked, and Jared pulled the smaller man onto the bed.
Jensen was quite willing to let Jared take over, letting his legs fall slightly open so that Jared could press against him. Jared happily took the invitation, grinding their cocks together. Draped across Jensen, Jared slowly kissed him. Jensen opened his mouth, sucking Jared's tongue.
Gasping for breath, Jared pulled away. He ran nimble fingers over Jensen's nipples, causing the other man's body to arch up. He studied Jensen's face as he ran his fingers down his abs, and into the coarse hair at the base of Jensen's cock.
"Jared," Jensen spoke softly. "Please."
Jared wiggled lower so that he could take Jensen into his mouth. He lapped at the precome collecting at the tip, and slowly took him all the way in. Jensen was groaning, his hips twitching with the need to thrust into Jared's mouth. Jared hummed as he began bobbing up and down. His tongue ran across the head, traced the thick vein that ran the length, and his teeth dragged carefully across skin.
He cupped Jensen's balls in one hand, rolling them. He pulled his mouth off Jensen suddenly, and plunged his face into the musky place behind Jensen's scrotum. Jensen almost whined with sensation when Jared pressed his tongue into the tight muscle that surrounded his hole.
Jared loved the way Jensen tasted and smelled, and he spent a lot of time carefully stretching Jensen open. By the time he was satisfied, Jensen was almost shuddering with need. Grinning, Jared reached for the lube. Jensen watched with slitted eyes as Jared made a show of drizzling lube across his cock. He ran his fingers over himself slowly before sliding slick fingers back between Jensen's legs.
As he moved to straddle the smaller man, Jensen stopped him.
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Jensen."
Jared moved on top of Jensen, lining his cock up carefully before slowly pushing inside him. They both gasped as Jared bottomed out. Angling carefully, Jared began thrusting so that he hit Jensen's prostate with each thrust. They moved together, and Jensen pulled Jared's head down in a rough kiss.
Jared reached between them, grasping Jensen's cock in his hand. Sticky with precome, he began jerking him off. Jensen moaned with the pleasure, and clutched at Jared's back.
Hot come spilled across Jared's fingers as Jensen began to come. Jared pressd hard against Jensen's prostate until the other man went limp. He pulled Jensen's legs closer to him, his hands on the back of Jensen's thighs, and thrust hard several times. He buried his face in Jensen's neck when his orgasm hit.
Jensen squeezed hard around Jared's cock as Jared's hips stuttered. Jared let his body go limp, covering Jensen. They clung to each other for several moments, before Jared finally rolled off of Jensen. They both groaned as Jared pulled out.
Jared moved slowly into the bathroom to grab a washcloth. Jensen looked wanton, his legs open and his stomach smeared with come. Smiling, Jared wiped off his abs, and tossed the cloth into the hamper.
Jensen, moving slowly, pulled the covers over both of them as Jared snuggled against him. They lay curled up together, touching and kissing occasionally.
Jensen smiled against Jared's chest. "I almost can't believe this is real. Thank you." Jared smiled lazily. "Hey, you are so welcome. Thank you for saying yes." Jensen snorted. "You are so welcome."
"Hey, Jensen?"
"Hmm?"
Can we tell everyone we're going to the Bahamas for our honeymoon, and then just stay in bed for a week?"
"Sounds like a plan."
The end
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