SMPC Just As Planned
Title: Just As Planned
Author: chef_geekier
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2000
Disclaimer: This only happened in my dirty, dirty mind.
Warnings: Alpha/omega, references to mpreg, manipulation, underage (15yo Jensen), knotting, bottom!Jensen, omega!Jensen, Alpha!Jared
Summary: Jensen knows that his awesome neighbour's been fighting with his wife a lot lately. Who can blame him for taking advantage of the guy's desire to have kids?
(Will cross-post to other comms later, late for dinner at mum's!)
Jensen paced his room, waiting. He hoped that this would be the night, it had to be tonight. If not, he'd have to wait at least three more months, and he didn't want to do that. Time was running out. Right now he was still in the ideal age range - he was fifteen - and if he waited too much longer, the whole plan would fall apart.
He'd almost given up, when it started. Jensen sighed in relief as the shouting next door started. Mrs Padalecki screaming about how she was a modern omega and didn't need children to satisfy her, Mr Padalecki - Jared - shouting back that wanting children, wanting a family, wasn't a crime. The argument was a frequent one just as Mrs Padalecki was about to enter her heat cycle and started taking suppressors. Logically Jensen could see her point, could see how hard she'd worked to overcome being a female omega to obtain a high-class job, but at the same time he couldn't understand who wouldn't want to have children with Mr Padalecki.
Leaving the argument which was bound to take a while, Jensen slipped into his bathroom. He showered thoroughly, using scentless products that wouldn't offend his increasingly sensitive nose. His parents were out, and Jensen only had one older brother, an Alpha who was away at college. It was the perfect night.
By the time Jensen was done and redressed, humming happily to himself, the noise next door had quietened down. Sticking his head out of his parents' window, Jensen could just see onto Jared's back porch - where the Alpha was sitting on the porch swing. He had a bottle in his hand, and there was an empty one on the ground in front of him. Jared only sat out there drinking when Mrs Padalecki had stormed out, gone to stay with her sister for the night.
Perfect.
Jensen hurried downstairs and out the back door, grabbing his wood-shop theory homework on the way. There wasn't a fence dividing their yards, so it was just a matter of wandering over, schooling his face into a hopeful look. Which actually wasn't hard, Jensen was really hopeful, he just had to look innocent as well.
“Um, hey, Mr Padalecki,” he smiled shyly at his neighbour as he got closer. “You got a minute?”
“Sure kid,” Jared responded. He always had time for the neighbourhood kids, willing to help any of them at any time. It was one of the reasons Jensen loved him, and knew he'd make a great dad one day.
“Thanks.” Jensen sat next to Jared on the swing, a respectable distance between them. “I've been having trouble in wood-shop, was thinking maybe you could help explain some of this stuff? You always make it easier to understand.”
“I'd be glad to help,” Jared nodded. He tipped back his head and finished the rest of his beer. Jensen had to bit back a whine at the long column of skin, Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. “Let's see what you've got there.”
Jensen shuffled a little closer and opened his book. They spent the next hour talking about class, and Jensen pretended to be confused about a few things. He also kept pulling bottles out of Jared's six-pack whenever he finished one, opening it for the Alpha. Jared never refused, and as time passed he slumped a little more into his smaller companion, touches growing a little less careful.
It started to get dark, and Jensen looked around, pretending to be surprised.
“Oh, I'm so sorry,” he pretended to apologise. “I didn't think I'd keep you this long... hey, you want me to make you some dinner? As a thank you. You've really helped.”
Jared smiled goofily at Jensen, who felt his heart skip. The man was gorgeous when he smiled.
“I wouldn't make you do that,” Jared tried to wave him off, but Jensen jumped up and shook his head.
“I'd just be eating alone anyway. It... would be nice to have some company. Gets kinda lonely sometimes.” Jensen saw the moment Jared caved. He knew that appealing to Jared's Alpha instincts would work. Jared had a need to protect someone he saw as vulnerable. “And anyway, you've been real nice to me. Let me repay you.”
“Okay then,” Jared nodded, climbing to his feet a little more slowly. “You twisted my arm. I'm not sure how much we've got in the house, but let's see what we can rustle up.”
Jensen couldn't stop smiling as he headed in to the kitchen. He pushed Jared down onto a counter stool, shaking his head at the man.
“No, you sit there. I'll do all the work. Trust me, I'm a great cook - I'm acing home ec.” He found an apron that looked mostly unused hanging in the pantry and put it on, looking around at the various tinned foods as he did so and wrinkling his nose. Mrs Padalecki clearly wasn't much for home cooking. There was some pasta though, and some tomato sauce. He could work with that.
“Where are the pans and stuff?” He turned his head to ask, only to find that Jared was standing right behind him.
“That apron...” Jared started. Jensen bit down a grin. Jared's eyes were glazed, running over Jensen's body. The apron was clearly meant for a grown woman, but Jensen was tall enough that it hugged him closely. He didn't have curves, but he did have a pretty good body if he said it himself. Jared reached out a hand and laid it on the small of Jensen's back, just above where he'd tied the apron.
“Mr Padalecki?” Jensen whispered. “Is this wrong? I just want to take care of you. Tell me what I can do.”
That seemed to be the magic phrase to jolt Jared into action. He spun Jensen around properly and pulled him flush against himself, hands on his waist and mouth nipping at Jensen's ear.
“Call me Jared.”
Gotcha.
Jensen wrapped his arms around Jared's neck as the Alpha shoved him against the wall, kissing him for all he was worth. The taste of beer made Jensen's stomach roil a little, but then he felt one of Jared's legs press between his own and that gave him something else to concentrate on. Jensen whimpered in the back of his throat as Jared rolled his hips forward, pressing an already sizeable bulge against him. He'd been worried for a moment that Jared had had a little too much and wouldn't be able to get it up, but no - there seemed to be no issues in that department.
“Jared,” Jensen breathed out when his mouth was free, and was rewarded with another hip roll. Jared's hands were moving over his body, those giant, gentle hands that had carried Jensen when he was a small child and had fallen off his bike. Now they moved quickly, grabbing Jensen's thighs and lifting. Jensen wasted no time in wrapping his legs around Jared's hips, moaning in delight as Jared attacked his mouth again.
Jensen had always known that Jared was strong, but now it was really being proved. Jared seemed to have no problem carrying him through the house, up to his bedroom. Jensen fisted his hands in Jared's ridiculously floppy hair and writhed against him, loving the feel of a muscled body against him. The only thing that would make it better would be...
His mind shut off when one of Jared's hands slipped into the back of his jeans, not far but far enough for his middle finger to almost reach his hole. Jensen was already wet, and whined again as he tried to give Jared easier access.
“Please Jared, please,” he begged. Jared just chuckled darkly and fell backwards onto the bed. Jensen was left straddling him, and quickly started trying to undress. The apron was now getting in the way, but with Jared's help he was soon naked.
Jared flipped Jensen onto his back, kissing him breathless again, before sitting up. He grabbed Jensen's legs and parted them, staring at where Jensen was now dripping wet. With a wicked smile, Jared leaned forward and shoved his tongue into Jensen's hole with no preamble.
“Ah!” Jensen shouted, body arching up. “Oh, yes, Jared! Please, more!”
Jared tongue-fucked Jensen for what felt like ages, nose pressing against his perineum, hands holding him open. Jensen was reduced to sobbing and begging within minutes, before Jared pulled away.
“Finger yourself,” Jared demanded, voice rough and eyes dark. “I'm gonna take off my clothes, and then I'm gonna fuck you.”
Jensen was shoving two fingers into himself before Jared could get the words out. Jared laughed, and stepped away from the bed. Jensen watched as the Alpha slowly peeled off his clothes, and his eyes widened when he finally got a glimpse at his cock.
Jared was definitely proportionate, and Jensen licked his lips as he inserted another finger. Yeah, this was probably going to hurt... but he didn't care. Jensen wanted to be stuffed full of Alpha dick, and he said as much.
“Fuck Jen,” Jared swore, stroking his own cock as he watched Jensen finger himself. “You're gonna get it too. Such a little twink. Bet you been waiting for this. Gonna do it, gonna fill you up nice and good.”
With that he pulled Jensen's hands away from himself and pushed him into the bed. Jensen automatically wriggled onto his stomach and pushed his ass back, presenting to the Alpha.
“Good boy,” Jared whispered into his ear, before pressing forward.
It took a few tries, since Jared didn't seem to want to remove his hands from Jensen's arms, but soon enough he found the right angle and the tip of his cock slid in. Jared pumped back and forth a little, testing that he had it right, all while Jensen moaned beneath him.
Then he shoved forwards, thrusting his whole cock in at once, and Jensen threw his head back in a scream. It hurt, yeah, but it was also exactly what he wanted. This was how an omega should be taken by an Alpha. This was what his body wanted.
Jared immediately set a brutal pace, making Jensen cry out in both pain and pleasure. His body was adjusting quickly thanks to his omega biology, and within minutes Jensen was shuddering through his first orgasm with another person.
As his body clenched down, Jared let out a groan but kept going. Jensen knew that his body was releasing pheromones now, begging to be bred, and Jared was helpless against his own instincts to do just that. Jensen felt it growing, that wonderful bulge at the base of Jared's dick. His knot.
“Fuck, Jensen,” Jared growled out, “what you do to me. Gonna knot you good and proper. Gonna make you carry my kids. Gonna be a good little bitch for me.”
Jensen just sighed as the knot finally slammed into him, and Jared tensed above him. He imagined he could feel it, Jared's seed flooding him out, even though he knew that was impossible. He did feel it when Jared collapsed on top of him, hips still rolling a little, knot keeping them locked together. Jensen smiled, and allowed his tired body to fall asleep.
When he woke the next morning, Jensen slipped out of Jared's bed without waking the Alpha. Given how much he'd had to drink, Jared probably wouldn't wake before noon. Jensen couldn't stop smiling as he dressed and snuck out of the house, back to his own and into his bathroom. He had to shower thoroughly, get Jared's scent off of him before his parents came home. After all, he couldn't let Jared get into trouble. He needed the Alpha to stay right where he was.
It wasn't well known, but sometimes omegas who lived close together started to have their heat cycles sync up. Jensen's heat had been hitting the same time as Mrs Padalecki's should have for the last year. Today though, when he should be starting to really feel it, there was nothing.
There was only one thing other than suppressors that would stop an omega's heat from hitting. Jensen smiled at his reflection in the mirror. It was all going according to plan.
He was underage. His parents would throw him out of the house for daring to bring this sort of shame to them. Mr Padalecki would take him in though, because everyone knew that he was nice. He was who all the kids went to when they were in trouble.
And if he played his cards right, Jensen could get rid of Mrs Padalecki easily. After that... well, it was only six months to Jensen's birthday. When he was sixteen, pregnant with Mr Padalecki's kid...
Mr Padalecki would do right by him.