SN - Fic
Title: Middle Of A Road 1/1
Author: burned-phoenix
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Jared Padalecki / Jensen Ackles
Spoilers/Universe: AU, High School/College
Wordcount: ~ 3.500
Summary: It’s a long road, but they’ll get there. (As far as summaries go? This sucks, I know.)
Warnings: -
Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction. The above and beyond mentioned individuals have nothing, in any way, to do with the content of this story. This is written purely for entertaining purposes, no harm should be done, no rumors should be started because of this.
Beta: pippii Thanks sooo much, hon! *hugs you*
A/N: Written for the second prompt from the drabble meme: Hay fever for hay1ock
So, this was obviously supposed to be a drabble, but it took on a life of it’s own. Still don’t know why you guys keep prompting me with diseases *g*
Middle Of A Road
Finally. Jared thought as he threw his bag in the backseat of Jensen's car. Graduation behind them, summer ahead and a whole lot of fun just waiting around the corner. He smiled over the roof of the car as Jensen said goodbye to his mom. Mrs. Ackles handing over a cooler and reminding him to drive save.
Jensen placed the cooler behind his seat, and they weren't even down the road before Jared half-climbed over the backrest to have a look inside. Jensen couldn't help but smile, Jared's feet foundering in midair, hitting the dashboard every other swing, then sticking out the open window completely.
"Get back in your seat, man. You’re a danger to everything living in this town." Jensen chuckled and Jared complied, bringing a hand full of sandwiches with him.
"Dude!" Jensen stared at him. "We just ate at my mom's!"
Jared just beamed back at him, all innocent and cute. "'m a growing boy, Jen."
"Well, then, I just hope you'll leave some room for me in that tent of yours..."
Jared choked on his sandwich. He coughed and wheezed, eyes watering as he tried to breathe through it. "What?" He rasped. He couldn't know, could he? No, Jen didn't know. Please let him not know...
"Tent. Sleeping. Camping?" Jensen didn't look away from the road, though he wondered what was going on with Jared. Ever since they decided to go for outdoor-sleeping instead of motels on their trip, Jared got kinda weird. And whose stupid idea was that anyway? Jensen thought. Chris, yes... Jensen was pretty sure, going through their discussion a few weeks ago. It was definitely Chris' idea. He was so gonna kill the fucker when they got back.
"Tent. Right." Jared breathed. "No, will fit, seriously, 'm not a giant or anything, right?" He looked at Jensen and waited. "RIGHT?"
Jensen shook himself out of his thoughts. "Huh? No, no giant, right." Damn, but this could go all ways of wrong. Did Jared know? Was that why he was so edgy and nervous? Maybe they should talk. Jared liked to talk. Yeah. Jared did, Jensen not so much, he reminded himself. So, no talking. For now.
Sighing he concentrated on the road again.
When the silence in the car got too much, he turned on the music and everything felt right again. Jared seemed to relax too. Feet tapping to the beat, head nodding and eyes closed in the wind.
Yes. Everything felt right again.
- - - - - - - - -
They stopped for the first night at a small lake, off the highway, with a bit of forest around it. They parked in the shadow of the trees, got the tent fixed and decided to go for a swim.
That's when it got awkward again.
Jensen's t-shirt hit the ground right next to Jared's and when he looked up, his hands froze on the buttons of his jeans. Jared's back was broad, tanned and flawless. He wanted to reach out, touch and trace the lines of muscle but clung to the fabric bunched between his fingers instead. He had to remind him time and again, that Jared wasn't his to touch, no matter how good friends they were. Not. His. To. Touch.
Jensen sighed and dropped his pants. Still in his boxers, he took a deep breath and ran. Down the narrow slope and straight into the cold water.
Jared watched as Jensen ran, boxer shorts low on his slim hips, clinging to those tantalizing tight cheeks that he dreamed of almost every night now. This really wasn't the best idea, Jared knew. And thinking about his dreams right now, when he was about to step out of his jeans was an even worse idea. But Jensen just had that effect on him. Willing his erection to go down again, Jared got rid of his pants and ran after his best friend, smiling to bright and happy when he heard Jensen's joyful shout before jumping up and then diving deep.
Jared was just glad Jensen wasn't looking his way and he reached the water before his friend came up again to be faced with Jared's still not minor 'problem'.
He got himself under control rather quickly in the cold water and soon they made their way back to the sanctuary of their tent and warm and dry clothes. They had a quick dinner, what was left of Mrs. Ackles' sandwiches, and then lay down in their sleeping bags. Talking and planning, until they fell asleep.
Jensen's last thoughts were of days spent with Jared, driving and joking, and a hope he tried not to dwell on when he was awake.
- - - - - - - - -
Jared woke up with a smile on his face. The sun was shining and he thought, today would be the day. He would man up and take a chance. Maybe it was stupid to do it on the second day of their trip, with the whole summer on the line, but he couldn't hold it in any longer, and if it went wrong, at least this way, it wasn't too far back home. Still too far to walk, but maybe Jensen would still drive him back, instead of leaving him stranded on the road side.
"What's wrong, Jay?" Jensen was still trying to clear his vision, groggy from sleep but the troubled expression on Jared's face was clear as hell, even without his contacts or glasses on.
Jared startled. "Huh?" He shook his head to clear his mind, and smiled at Jensen. He was cute when he was still half asleep. Jared was sure he was gonna do the right thing. After all, if it went wrong, they both needed the summer to look for new roommates, as they had planned to share an apartment when they got to college.
Jensen raised an eyebrow in question and Jared smiled even brighter. "Nothing, just thinking. Slept well?"
And everything was back to normal.
They packed up their stuff and were on their way again within an hour. Out on the road and in search of breakfast.
They stopped whenever they wanted to. Looked at famous sights and just pain beautiful scenery. Looked at their map and made plans about what else was a Must on their to-see list. They had a great time and enjoyed each others company. Plain and simple.
When thick black clouds darkened the sky and the first flashes of lightning split the darkness they decided to spend the night in one of the abandoned barns they came across a few miles back rather then trying to sit out the thunderstorm in their tent somewhere out in the unprotected outdoors.
They made it to the barns just in time before all hell broke loose. Lightning flashed across the sky every few seconds now, thunder shook the earth and the rain had soaked their clothes, despite it being only a handful of steps from the car to shelter.
They stripped off their wet clothes and huddled together, cocooned in their sleeping bags, on the dry hay stacked in one corner.
It was dark and cozy.
Now or never Jared thought and fixed his gaze on Jensen. "Jen, we gotta talk..." He began and kicked himself mentally as Jensen froze, whole body tensing up and what looked like fear clouding his gorgeous green eyes.
"Jared, please..." but Jared couldn't let him go on. If Jensen begged him not to say anything, not to admit his feelings, just so he wouldn't have to turn him down, well, Jared couldn't do him that favour. Not anymore. He had been fighting this while still being in high school, afraid of getting shunned, afraid of losing his best friend. But he knew Jensen, knew that if he didn't feel the same, he would just need some time to sort through it all in his head and then they would be friends again. God, he hoped he was right.
"Jensen, ..." he interrupted, then he looked into Jensen's and the words left him on a breath. "I love you." Jared felt his own eyes go wide. He hadn't meant to go like a bull at the gate. But now it was out. "Please, let me finish, now that I started, well, not the way I wanted to, but it's not like you think. Well, maybe it is, 'cause I said it, and I mean it, but it doesn't mean you have to..."
The warm finger that Jensen pressed to his rambling lips shut him up mid sentence. Honestly? He was kind of glad for that. With pained eyes he stared at Jensen, waiting for the inevitable. He didn't expect...
"I love you, too. God, Jared, I have been in love with your stupid self since you dumped that load of spaghetti on me in front of the whole school, ..." Jensen trailed off on a whisper.
Jared was stunned. He didn't realize they were leaning towards each other until they were so close, Jared could fell Jensen's breath on this skin. Jared closed his eyes, a feeling of peace flooding his system at the prospect of finally getting to kiss the guy that meant more to him then any other person on this planet, apart from his family.
And then he felt pain. White hot, dizzying, agonizing pain as the sound of a sneeze filtered through.
"Oh god, Jared, are you okay?!" Jensen couldn't believe it. He was so close to his very dream coming true and he had to sneeze. And if that wasn't enough, he knocked Jared out. Well, almost. Jared looked pale, a slight trickle of blood was running from his nose towards his upper lip and his eyes were pinched closed in pain.
"Jared, baby, please, talk to me!" Jensen began to panic. What had he done?! Fussing over Jared, touching his cheeks, his nose, tilting his head back to get a better look, he didn't notice Jared opening one eye to peer up at him.
"Baby?" Jared asked, and Jensen stopped. Swallowed. And very slowly looked Jared in the eye. Oops.
And then he sneezed again. And again.
And again.
His eyes watered and itched, breathing became difficult and the sneezing wouldn't stop.
"Jen? Jen, what's going on?" Jared sat up quickly, holding on to Jensen's face to still his frantic shaking.
"Hay..." Sneeze. "fe... fever." Another sneeze.
"Oh, damnit." Jared jumped up and practically pulled Jensen to his feet and out of his sleeping bag. "Get in the car!"
Jensen didn't even think of protesting. Clad only in his boxers, he made his way to the barn door, halting only when he heard Jared call his name. He turned just in time to catch the keys being thrown at him, then hurried out through the train and into the backseat of his car. Shivering and shaking, Jensen rolled himself into a ball, hoping Jared would hurry up. Damnit, but this wasn't how it was supposed to be. Jensen sighed and closed his eyes, listening to the steady drum of raindrops on the roof, and the wild beat of his heart.
Jared threw everything in the trunk and got the spare blanket out before he jumped into the front seat. Seeing Jensen curled up on himself, Jared climbed over the backrest and pulled his shaking friend close, wrapping the blanket around both of their bodies.
"'m sorry." Jensen mumbled into Jared's chest, but the other boy just shushed him, and carded his fingers soothingly through Jensen's wet hair.
"'s all good, Jen. Breath now." And he held him close until he thought Jensen had fallen asleep.
He was startled when Jensen spoke again.
"You know, I almost ended my valedictorian speech with 'Jared, I love you.'"
"Oh no, you didn't! You're making that up, right?" Jared poked Jensen carefully, chuckling lightly when he tried to imagine the scene that would have caused.
"Uh huh. Almost did, but then I chickened out."
"For what it's worth, I would have probably got you out of the line of fire by falling flat on my face while trying to hurry up those steps to get to you." Jared nuzzled the hair behind Jensen's neck and pulled him even closer, feeling the still damp skin warming up, slow but steady.
"When'd you fall for me, Jay?" Jensen whispered, and Jared smiled into the night, laying his head back against the window, thinking back to the day he realized he was head over heals for his best friend.
"When Tommy Welling gave you that black eye, cause you told him to mind his own business and never, and I quote, 'fucking talk trash about Jared again'" He chuckled. Yeah, that was the day.
"Wait, what?! How do you even know about that?! I told you Tommy punched me cause I hit on Kristin!"
"Oh, please, you never hit on Kristin! And I went after Tommy and demanded he apologized to you, 'cause you sure as hell weren't hittin' on that bitch and he didn't know what I was talkin' 'bout, said I was a stupid fuck and that's why he knocked you down, 'cause you told him to shut up..."
"Damn."
"Yeah. I might have believed you, if you had picked Ally, you know." He nudged Jensen lightly and they both chuckled over memories and bad decisions.
An easy silence spread between them and Jensen cuddled closer, almost ending up completely in Jared's lap. "When I dreamed 'bout this? I never imagined we'd be cuddlin' in my fucking backseat, in our boxers, in the rain."
"What did you imagine?" Jared breathed in his ear, tightening his hold and pulling Jensen between his legs.
"You mean, when I got you close to naked in my backseat and the whole feelings-stuff sorted out?" Jensen laughed.
"Yeah." Jared said quietly. "Tell me." And Jensen moaned, laying his head on Jared's shoulder and letting his breath fan over his pulse point as he spoke just as quietly.
"I never thought I'd break your nose before getting you here." He started, only to be interrupted by "you didn't break it, was just a bump" brought to the point by a squeeze of Jared's big hands on Jensen's hip, right above the waistband of his shorts.
"Uh huh. I thought I'd get you back here, kiss you till we were both out of breath, tease my fingers through your hair and hold your head back while I suck and bite you right here..." He ran his tongue over Jared's neck up to his ear, "... get you out of your shirt and touch you all over. All that skin and muscle that I've been dreaming of for so long, finally allowed to touch it." He ran his hands lightly over the planes of Jared's chest, fingertips circling the taut nipples, teeth grazing his ear before he licked the sting away.
"Spread you out and work you open..." he breathed, making Jared shudder and moan. "... with my tongue and my fingers, slow and steady, til you're beggin' me to love you, to fuck you, to make you mine, mark you up and make you scream." He couldn't help but moan himself with those last few words. His cock hard and leaking in his boxers, the images vivid in his mind.
"Oh god, do it, Jen, please, do it!" Jared begged and shifted, sliding down the back seat to lie back, Jensen safely on top of him, hands in Jared's hair, breathing in his ear.
With a bit of maneuvering, they both got rid of their underwear and then naked skin hit naked skin for the first time, from head to toe. There was a fire running through there bodies, starting out at every point they touched. Panting and gasping filled the air and they couldn't keep their hands to themselves any longer.
"Spread your legs for me, babe." Jensen moaned more, than asked and Jared complied, lifting his left foot onto the backseat, throwing the right one over the backrest of the front seat, baring himself to Jensen, giving himself over to be at his mercy.
Jensen sucked in a harsh breath. The sight before him filled him with love and anticipation, a surge of protectiveness and a whole lot of lust. He bent down to kiss Jared, finally! Slow and deep, saying all he felt without words, but he knew Jared understood. He finally understood, now that they were sure to speak the same language.
He kissed down the toned chest, sucked and licked Jared's hard nipples until he squirmed beneath him, whimpering and begging for more. He sucked marks into the soft skin at Jared's hipbones, caressed the sensitive insides of Jared's thighs, kneaded his cheeks and licked around his hole.
Jared moaned and bucked. He'd never felt anything like this, never been touched by anything but his own hands. He arched his back and tried to make Jensen give him more, but Jensen had his own schedule, and wasn't going to rush this. He licked and sucked at Jared's opening, feeling him going wild and breathless, before he even pushed his tongue inside.
When he did, Jared screamed. His name filling the still of the night. He could hear tears in his voice, desperation and elation, and Jensen gave in. He fucked Jared open with his tongue, hands holding him steady as he pushed in again and again until he was sure Jared would need just a little more stretching from his fingers to be ready.
He kissed his way back up to Jared's mouth, devoured every sound he was given as he pushed two spit slick fingers into Jared, stretching him carefully but thoroughly.
Looking into Jared's wide, trusting eyes, Jensen fished the condom out of the backseat ashtray, and they both laughed. It was Jared's idea to place it there, way back, when this was all just a dream.
With trembling fingers, Jensen opened the wrapping and fumbled with the condom, until Jared's more steady hands took care of the details.
Jared lay back and just smiled. He was sure of this, he had waited for it for so long. The tear that slipped out of his eye to disappear in the soft hairs at his temple, was one of pure joy.
Jensen gave him a soft kiss on the lips, bumped their noses oh so carefully, and positioned himself between Jared's spread legs.
"No going back from this, Jay." He whispered with pleading eyes.
"No going back." Jared agreed and smiled in reassurance. He wrapped his long legs around Jensen's waist, and urged him inside. He tensed when Jensen's cock breached the tight ring of muscle, but pushed back against the intrusion, taking Jensen deeper and deeper. Panting and moaning, he pressed down until Jensen was fully inside him. For a few moments, they lay still. Savoring the feeling of closeness, of being where they wanted to be, with whom they wanted to be.
Then Jared became restless, he ground his hips against Jensen's, arching his back as the movement forced Jensen's cock against a spot inside him that made him cry out. Spurred on by Jared's reaction, Jensen began to move. Shallow thrusts at first, that soon turned into long and deep, heavy pounding, as Jared begged for him to go faster, fuck him harder, make him his.
Jared clawed at his back, slipping on the sweaty skin and pulling Jensen down closer. Licking the salt off of Jensen's shoulder, the craving to mark Jensen right back grew steadily and he couldn't keep himself from sinking his teeth into the creamy white flesh as his orgasm hit him out of no where.
Jensen roared back when he let go. Jensen settled on his knees, one hand going to the roof of the car for support, while holing on tightly to Jared with the other. A few more hard thrusts and his own orgasm pulsed through him in waves.
Jared lay back in awe, the sight before him, more tantalizing than anything he had ever dreamed up. The moonlight hit Jensen's skin through the fogged up windows, sweat glistening all over his body, muscles bunching from the strain of holding on, bite marks Jared hardly remembered leaving right there on display, mouth slick and bitten, ravished in the most beautiful way.
When Jensen pulled out of him, Jared felt empty. He pulled Jensen back onto his chest, as soon as he had taken care of the condom, and they soon fell into content sleep. The rain still pelting the roof of the car a soothing melody to their exhausted minds.
- - - - - - - - -
They woke up, still tangled up in each other naked and stick. Smiling and happy. They decided to find a place to have breakfast and a chance to wash up. Maybe a motel would do for a night or two after all.
They had the whole summer ahead of them, a new level of their friendship, no, make that relationship, to explore, and a life beyond high school to plan.
Jared smiled over the roof of the car. Finally.
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x-posted
cw_rps, dean_sam, the_one_i_want, imissyourmusk, j2-newbies, spn_first_time & burned-phoenix
Author: burned-phoenix
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Jared Padalecki / Jensen Ackles
Spoilers/Universe: AU, High School/College
Wordcount: ~ 3.500
Summary: It’s a long road, but they’ll get there. (As far as summaries go? This sucks, I know.)
Warnings: -
Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction. The above and beyond mentioned individuals have nothing, in any way, to do with the content of this story. This is written purely for entertaining purposes, no harm should be done, no rumors should be started because of this.
Beta: pippii Thanks sooo much, hon! *hugs you*
A/N: Written for the second prompt from the drabble meme: Hay fever for hay1ock
So, this was obviously supposed to be a drabble, but it took on a life of it’s own. Still don’t know why you guys keep prompting me with diseases *g*
Middle Of A Road
Finally. Jared thought as he threw his bag in the backseat of Jensen's car. Graduation behind them, summer ahead and a whole lot of fun just waiting around the corner. He smiled over the roof of the car as Jensen said goodbye to his mom. Mrs. Ackles handing over a cooler and reminding him to drive save.
Jensen placed the cooler behind his seat, and they weren't even down the road before Jared half-climbed over the backrest to have a look inside. Jensen couldn't help but smile, Jared's feet foundering in midair, hitting the dashboard every other swing, then sticking out the open window completely.
"Get back in your seat, man. You’re a danger to everything living in this town." Jensen chuckled and Jared complied, bringing a hand full of sandwiches with him.
"Dude!" Jensen stared at him. "We just ate at my mom's!"
Jared just beamed back at him, all innocent and cute. "'m a growing boy, Jen."
"Well, then, I just hope you'll leave some room for me in that tent of yours..."
Jared choked on his sandwich. He coughed and wheezed, eyes watering as he tried to breathe through it. "What?" He rasped. He couldn't know, could he? No, Jen didn't know. Please let him not know...
"Tent. Sleeping. Camping?" Jensen didn't look away from the road, though he wondered what was going on with Jared. Ever since they decided to go for outdoor-sleeping instead of motels on their trip, Jared got kinda weird. And whose stupid idea was that anyway? Jensen thought. Chris, yes... Jensen was pretty sure, going through their discussion a few weeks ago. It was definitely Chris' idea. He was so gonna kill the fucker when they got back.
"Tent. Right." Jared breathed. "No, will fit, seriously, 'm not a giant or anything, right?" He looked at Jensen and waited. "RIGHT?"
Jensen shook himself out of his thoughts. "Huh? No, no giant, right." Damn, but this could go all ways of wrong. Did Jared know? Was that why he was so edgy and nervous? Maybe they should talk. Jared liked to talk. Yeah. Jared did, Jensen not so much, he reminded himself. So, no talking. For now.
Sighing he concentrated on the road again.
When the silence in the car got too much, he turned on the music and everything felt right again. Jared seemed to relax too. Feet tapping to the beat, head nodding and eyes closed in the wind.
Yes. Everything felt right again.
- - - - - - - - -
They stopped for the first night at a small lake, off the highway, with a bit of forest around it. They parked in the shadow of the trees, got the tent fixed and decided to go for a swim.
That's when it got awkward again.
Jensen's t-shirt hit the ground right next to Jared's and when he looked up, his hands froze on the buttons of his jeans. Jared's back was broad, tanned and flawless. He wanted to reach out, touch and trace the lines of muscle but clung to the fabric bunched between his fingers instead. He had to remind him time and again, that Jared wasn't his to touch, no matter how good friends they were. Not. His. To. Touch.
Jensen sighed and dropped his pants. Still in his boxers, he took a deep breath and ran. Down the narrow slope and straight into the cold water.
Jared watched as Jensen ran, boxer shorts low on his slim hips, clinging to those tantalizing tight cheeks that he dreamed of almost every night now. This really wasn't the best idea, Jared knew. And thinking about his dreams right now, when he was about to step out of his jeans was an even worse idea. But Jensen just had that effect on him. Willing his erection to go down again, Jared got rid of his pants and ran after his best friend, smiling to bright and happy when he heard Jensen's joyful shout before jumping up and then diving deep.
Jared was just glad Jensen wasn't looking his way and he reached the water before his friend came up again to be faced with Jared's still not minor 'problem'.
He got himself under control rather quickly in the cold water and soon they made their way back to the sanctuary of their tent and warm and dry clothes. They had a quick dinner, what was left of Mrs. Ackles' sandwiches, and then lay down in their sleeping bags. Talking and planning, until they fell asleep.
Jensen's last thoughts were of days spent with Jared, driving and joking, and a hope he tried not to dwell on when he was awake.
- - - - - - - - -
Jared woke up with a smile on his face. The sun was shining and he thought, today would be the day. He would man up and take a chance. Maybe it was stupid to do it on the second day of their trip, with the whole summer on the line, but he couldn't hold it in any longer, and if it went wrong, at least this way, it wasn't too far back home. Still too far to walk, but maybe Jensen would still drive him back, instead of leaving him stranded on the road side.
"What's wrong, Jay?" Jensen was still trying to clear his vision, groggy from sleep but the troubled expression on Jared's face was clear as hell, even without his contacts or glasses on.
Jared startled. "Huh?" He shook his head to clear his mind, and smiled at Jensen. He was cute when he was still half asleep. Jared was sure he was gonna do the right thing. After all, if it went wrong, they both needed the summer to look for new roommates, as they had planned to share an apartment when they got to college.
Jensen raised an eyebrow in question and Jared smiled even brighter. "Nothing, just thinking. Slept well?"
And everything was back to normal.
They packed up their stuff and were on their way again within an hour. Out on the road and in search of breakfast.
They stopped whenever they wanted to. Looked at famous sights and just pain beautiful scenery. Looked at their map and made plans about what else was a Must on their to-see list. They had a great time and enjoyed each others company. Plain and simple.
When thick black clouds darkened the sky and the first flashes of lightning split the darkness they decided to spend the night in one of the abandoned barns they came across a few miles back rather then trying to sit out the thunderstorm in their tent somewhere out in the unprotected outdoors.
They made it to the barns just in time before all hell broke loose. Lightning flashed across the sky every few seconds now, thunder shook the earth and the rain had soaked their clothes, despite it being only a handful of steps from the car to shelter.
They stripped off their wet clothes and huddled together, cocooned in their sleeping bags, on the dry hay stacked in one corner.
It was dark and cozy.
Now or never Jared thought and fixed his gaze on Jensen. "Jen, we gotta talk..." He began and kicked himself mentally as Jensen froze, whole body tensing up and what looked like fear clouding his gorgeous green eyes.
"Jared, please..." but Jared couldn't let him go on. If Jensen begged him not to say anything, not to admit his feelings, just so he wouldn't have to turn him down, well, Jared couldn't do him that favour. Not anymore. He had been fighting this while still being in high school, afraid of getting shunned, afraid of losing his best friend. But he knew Jensen, knew that if he didn't feel the same, he would just need some time to sort through it all in his head and then they would be friends again. God, he hoped he was right.
"Jensen, ..." he interrupted, then he looked into Jensen's and the words left him on a breath. "I love you." Jared felt his own eyes go wide. He hadn't meant to go like a bull at the gate. But now it was out. "Please, let me finish, now that I started, well, not the way I wanted to, but it's not like you think. Well, maybe it is, 'cause I said it, and I mean it, but it doesn't mean you have to..."
The warm finger that Jensen pressed to his rambling lips shut him up mid sentence. Honestly? He was kind of glad for that. With pained eyes he stared at Jensen, waiting for the inevitable. He didn't expect...
"I love you, too. God, Jared, I have been in love with your stupid self since you dumped that load of spaghetti on me in front of the whole school, ..." Jensen trailed off on a whisper.
Jared was stunned. He didn't realize they were leaning towards each other until they were so close, Jared could fell Jensen's breath on this skin. Jared closed his eyes, a feeling of peace flooding his system at the prospect of finally getting to kiss the guy that meant more to him then any other person on this planet, apart from his family.
And then he felt pain. White hot, dizzying, agonizing pain as the sound of a sneeze filtered through.
"Oh god, Jared, are you okay?!" Jensen couldn't believe it. He was so close to his very dream coming true and he had to sneeze. And if that wasn't enough, he knocked Jared out. Well, almost. Jared looked pale, a slight trickle of blood was running from his nose towards his upper lip and his eyes were pinched closed in pain.
"Jared, baby, please, talk to me!" Jensen began to panic. What had he done?! Fussing over Jared, touching his cheeks, his nose, tilting his head back to get a better look, he didn't notice Jared opening one eye to peer up at him.
"Baby?" Jared asked, and Jensen stopped. Swallowed. And very slowly looked Jared in the eye. Oops.
And then he sneezed again. And again.
And again.
His eyes watered and itched, breathing became difficult and the sneezing wouldn't stop.
"Jen? Jen, what's going on?" Jared sat up quickly, holding on to Jensen's face to still his frantic shaking.
"Hay..." Sneeze. "fe... fever." Another sneeze.
"Oh, damnit." Jared jumped up and practically pulled Jensen to his feet and out of his sleeping bag. "Get in the car!"
Jensen didn't even think of protesting. Clad only in his boxers, he made his way to the barn door, halting only when he heard Jared call his name. He turned just in time to catch the keys being thrown at him, then hurried out through the train and into the backseat of his car. Shivering and shaking, Jensen rolled himself into a ball, hoping Jared would hurry up. Damnit, but this wasn't how it was supposed to be. Jensen sighed and closed his eyes, listening to the steady drum of raindrops on the roof, and the wild beat of his heart.
Jared threw everything in the trunk and got the spare blanket out before he jumped into the front seat. Seeing Jensen curled up on himself, Jared climbed over the backrest and pulled his shaking friend close, wrapping the blanket around both of their bodies.
"'m sorry." Jensen mumbled into Jared's chest, but the other boy just shushed him, and carded his fingers soothingly through Jensen's wet hair.
"'s all good, Jen. Breath now." And he held him close until he thought Jensen had fallen asleep.
He was startled when Jensen spoke again.
"You know, I almost ended my valedictorian speech with 'Jared, I love you.'"
"Oh no, you didn't! You're making that up, right?" Jared poked Jensen carefully, chuckling lightly when he tried to imagine the scene that would have caused.
"Uh huh. Almost did, but then I chickened out."
"For what it's worth, I would have probably got you out of the line of fire by falling flat on my face while trying to hurry up those steps to get to you." Jared nuzzled the hair behind Jensen's neck and pulled him even closer, feeling the still damp skin warming up, slow but steady.
"When'd you fall for me, Jay?" Jensen whispered, and Jared smiled into the night, laying his head back against the window, thinking back to the day he realized he was head over heals for his best friend.
"When Tommy Welling gave you that black eye, cause you told him to mind his own business and never, and I quote, 'fucking talk trash about Jared again'" He chuckled. Yeah, that was the day.
"Wait, what?! How do you even know about that?! I told you Tommy punched me cause I hit on Kristin!"
"Oh, please, you never hit on Kristin! And I went after Tommy and demanded he apologized to you, 'cause you sure as hell weren't hittin' on that bitch and he didn't know what I was talkin' 'bout, said I was a stupid fuck and that's why he knocked you down, 'cause you told him to shut up..."
"Damn."
"Yeah. I might have believed you, if you had picked Ally, you know." He nudged Jensen lightly and they both chuckled over memories and bad decisions.
An easy silence spread between them and Jensen cuddled closer, almost ending up completely in Jared's lap. "When I dreamed 'bout this? I never imagined we'd be cuddlin' in my fucking backseat, in our boxers, in the rain."
"What did you imagine?" Jared breathed in his ear, tightening his hold and pulling Jensen between his legs.
"You mean, when I got you close to naked in my backseat and the whole feelings-stuff sorted out?" Jensen laughed.
"Yeah." Jared said quietly. "Tell me." And Jensen moaned, laying his head on Jared's shoulder and letting his breath fan over his pulse point as he spoke just as quietly.
"I never thought I'd break your nose before getting you here." He started, only to be interrupted by "you didn't break it, was just a bump" brought to the point by a squeeze of Jared's big hands on Jensen's hip, right above the waistband of his shorts.
"Uh huh. I thought I'd get you back here, kiss you till we were both out of breath, tease my fingers through your hair and hold your head back while I suck and bite you right here..." He ran his tongue over Jared's neck up to his ear, "... get you out of your shirt and touch you all over. All that skin and muscle that I've been dreaming of for so long, finally allowed to touch it." He ran his hands lightly over the planes of Jared's chest, fingertips circling the taut nipples, teeth grazing his ear before he licked the sting away.
"Spread you out and work you open..." he breathed, making Jared shudder and moan. "... with my tongue and my fingers, slow and steady, til you're beggin' me to love you, to fuck you, to make you mine, mark you up and make you scream." He couldn't help but moan himself with those last few words. His cock hard and leaking in his boxers, the images vivid in his mind.
"Oh god, do it, Jen, please, do it!" Jared begged and shifted, sliding down the back seat to lie back, Jensen safely on top of him, hands in Jared's hair, breathing in his ear.
With a bit of maneuvering, they both got rid of their underwear and then naked skin hit naked skin for the first time, from head to toe. There was a fire running through there bodies, starting out at every point they touched. Panting and gasping filled the air and they couldn't keep their hands to themselves any longer.
"Spread your legs for me, babe." Jensen moaned more, than asked and Jared complied, lifting his left foot onto the backseat, throwing the right one over the backrest of the front seat, baring himself to Jensen, giving himself over to be at his mercy.
Jensen sucked in a harsh breath. The sight before him filled him with love and anticipation, a surge of protectiveness and a whole lot of lust. He bent down to kiss Jared, finally! Slow and deep, saying all he felt without words, but he knew Jared understood. He finally understood, now that they were sure to speak the same language.
He kissed down the toned chest, sucked and licked Jared's hard nipples until he squirmed beneath him, whimpering and begging for more. He sucked marks into the soft skin at Jared's hipbones, caressed the sensitive insides of Jared's thighs, kneaded his cheeks and licked around his hole.
Jared moaned and bucked. He'd never felt anything like this, never been touched by anything but his own hands. He arched his back and tried to make Jensen give him more, but Jensen had his own schedule, and wasn't going to rush this. He licked and sucked at Jared's opening, feeling him going wild and breathless, before he even pushed his tongue inside.
When he did, Jared screamed. His name filling the still of the night. He could hear tears in his voice, desperation and elation, and Jensen gave in. He fucked Jared open with his tongue, hands holding him steady as he pushed in again and again until he was sure Jared would need just a little more stretching from his fingers to be ready.
He kissed his way back up to Jared's mouth, devoured every sound he was given as he pushed two spit slick fingers into Jared, stretching him carefully but thoroughly.
Looking into Jared's wide, trusting eyes, Jensen fished the condom out of the backseat ashtray, and they both laughed. It was Jared's idea to place it there, way back, when this was all just a dream.
With trembling fingers, Jensen opened the wrapping and fumbled with the condom, until Jared's more steady hands took care of the details.
Jared lay back and just smiled. He was sure of this, he had waited for it for so long. The tear that slipped out of his eye to disappear in the soft hairs at his temple, was one of pure joy.
Jensen gave him a soft kiss on the lips, bumped their noses oh so carefully, and positioned himself between Jared's spread legs.
"No going back from this, Jay." He whispered with pleading eyes.
"No going back." Jared agreed and smiled in reassurance. He wrapped his long legs around Jensen's waist, and urged him inside. He tensed when Jensen's cock breached the tight ring of muscle, but pushed back against the intrusion, taking Jensen deeper and deeper. Panting and moaning, he pressed down until Jensen was fully inside him. For a few moments, they lay still. Savoring the feeling of closeness, of being where they wanted to be, with whom they wanted to be.
Then Jared became restless, he ground his hips against Jensen's, arching his back as the movement forced Jensen's cock against a spot inside him that made him cry out. Spurred on by Jared's reaction, Jensen began to move. Shallow thrusts at first, that soon turned into long and deep, heavy pounding, as Jared begged for him to go faster, fuck him harder, make him his.
Jared clawed at his back, slipping on the sweaty skin and pulling Jensen down closer. Licking the salt off of Jensen's shoulder, the craving to mark Jensen right back grew steadily and he couldn't keep himself from sinking his teeth into the creamy white flesh as his orgasm hit him out of no where.
Jensen roared back when he let go. Jensen settled on his knees, one hand going to the roof of the car for support, while holing on tightly to Jared with the other. A few more hard thrusts and his own orgasm pulsed through him in waves.
Jared lay back in awe, the sight before him, more tantalizing than anything he had ever dreamed up. The moonlight hit Jensen's skin through the fogged up windows, sweat glistening all over his body, muscles bunching from the strain of holding on, bite marks Jared hardly remembered leaving right there on display, mouth slick and bitten, ravished in the most beautiful way.
When Jensen pulled out of him, Jared felt empty. He pulled Jensen back onto his chest, as soon as he had taken care of the condom, and they soon fell into content sleep. The rain still pelting the roof of the car a soothing melody to their exhausted minds.
- - - - - - - - -
They woke up, still tangled up in each other naked and stick. Smiling and happy. They decided to find a place to have breakfast and a chance to wash up. Maybe a motel would do for a night or two after all.
They had the whole summer ahead of them, a new level of their friendship, no, make that relationship, to explore, and a life beyond high school to plan.
Jared smiled over the roof of the car. Finally.
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