Kings, Queens and Sinners. Chapter 4
Title: Kings, Queens and Sinners. Chapter 4
Rating: R to NC-17
Author: jensen_is_love and maferi_nah
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Jensen/Lauren Cohan (Implied), Jensen/Jeff.
Summary: Alan Ackles is sick of his sons fighting constantly, he's convinced 18 year old Jensen is too young to take over the family company, but is his eldest son Josh the best candidate either? Addicted to gambling and betting stupid money in poker games, clearly Jensen is the best option, until Alan gives them the company, 30% - 70% in favour of Josh. Jensen goes wild in his anger, rebelling from the good boy image his father has always wanted him to assume. Until rich, 30 year old chain-casino owner Jared Padalecki comes into the mix, and Jensen finds that not everything he wants is what he needs.
Wordcount: 4,451
Warnings: Young!Jensen, Older guy!Jared, Implied het sex, some Jeff/Jensen in upcoming chapters.
A/N: Writing in Italics are thoughts, mostly Jeff.. I know it's been a while since I last posted anything but we have this and Chapter 5 all done and beta'd, just waiting on you guys really, we love to hear your thoughts. :) Beta'd by the amazing josiepops
Chapter Index
Chapter 4
When Friday finally rolled around Jensen didn't know if that was a good thing or bad. He'd been thinking about whether to go to the Lumen or not since Jeff had left the previous Saturday. Now he found himself sitting on the family couch, if you could call it that, with his feet propped up on the wooden table in front of him. He'd been thinking it over for almost a week and he still hadn't made a decision.
Alan walked past the living area, intent of catching his wife before she left for an evening with her girlfriends.
He stopped short when he saw his son seated on the family couch looking quite distressed, Jensen had seemed pre-occupied lately and with Josh no-where to be seen for the past week or so, Alan had finally found some time for his youngest son.
"Jensen, what are you doing here? Aren't you going out to see Christian? It is Friday night, right?"
At hearing Alan's booming voice, Jensen looked up at his father, eyebrows raised. "Chris' in England, dad..." Jensen said, for the forth time this month. "He left last month. I tried to tell you ages ago, and now you're interested?"
Alan winced, he remembered his son trying to talk to him for a couple weeks ago about Christian's vacation, but he'd been so busy with work that he hadn't had the time to pay attention to him.
"Right. Sorry," He said, just a hint of embarrassment in his tone. "Do you know where your brother is? Why don't you to go out together or something?"
He was ashamed of the way he'd treated his children lately, but he'd made a resolution to start a new and to try to compensate for lost time.
"In case you haven't noticed, Josh and I don't exactly get along. Or at all for that matter. And no, I have no idea where he is. He's probably gambling his new car away." Jensen muttered bitterly, now wasn't the right time for him to start playing Daddy to his sons.
Alan sighed, he knew he hadn't exactly done right by his sons, but what did they want? He wasn't exactly cut out to be a father, his wife had always done the child raising part of the marriage.
"I'm trying Jensen, I really am."
Jensen remained unmoved by his father's presence until Alan couldn't take the cold shoulder treatment anymore.
He walked up to his room, allowing himself to take the opportunity of catching up to his long-dead ex-wife. Sometimes he just liked to think of her, of how it would be if she were there.
It wasn't that Jensen blamed his father for the way he'd turned out, for their family being torn apart. But he didn't want him to suddenly start trying to be a father to him now. It was too late now. He shook his head at himself, what the hell could he lose from going to The Lumen, right? Jeff might have something he wanted.
***
Jeff was seated on the large king-sized bed in his private room at the Lumen hotel, he'd gotten call to his private number from the receptionist after waiting for more than an hour.
"Mr. Morgan, There's someone here to see you."
"Did they say what they wanted," Jeff asked.
"No sir, the young man said it's important, but wont tell us his name or what business he wants with you,"
Jeff's heartbeat picked up in pace. "Is he blond?, Kinda short?"
The receptionist stammered uncomfortably as Jensen watched him speak. "Uh... uhm, yes, Sir. He is."
"I'll see him." Jeff hung up without waiting for an answer.
***
It had been barely two minutes since the call had ended, and Jeff had been pacing for eighty percent of the time.
- He came. -
The thought that Jensen had decided to come, to spend time with him brought a smile to his face, he couldn’t wait to see the kid again it'd been one of the longest weeks of his life.
Jensen knocked on the door lightly, hip perched against the door jam as he looked up at Jeff. "Hey. You gonna let me in or what?"
Jeff looked over his body, he was even more beautiful than he remembered.
He couldn't help the shy smile that took over his face. "I was afraid I wouldn't see you again." Jeff said, it was barely a whisper but Jensen could tell it was the truth.
"I wasn't gonna come at first... I don't know what changed my mind. Guess I've been through so many selfish men that I'm due a sugar-daddy." Jensen laughed, closing the door behind him before standing on his tip-toes, kissing Jeff's cheek.
Jeff couldn't help the rush of jealousy that ran through him. He stepped back, avoiding the teasing kisses Jensen was offering. "How many?" he asked, not knowing if he really wanted an answer.
"How many guys?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "What does it matter? I'm just your bit on the side, right?" Jensen shrugged, running a finger down his chest.
He sighed and eventually gave up on trying to put space between them. He circled his arms around Jensen's waist, bringing him so close to his body that he could feel every ridge and bump, every intake of breath, and scent of sweet, young skin coupled with apple shampoo.
"Don’t say that, baby." He whispered, bending over to press a kiss to the boy's neck. "Tell me why you changed your mind, kid? The truth this time."
"Well you seem like a nice enough guy, but then again; so did the others. Don't lie to me. I'm your bit on the side. I accept that, just don't lie to my face."
Jeff chuckled, his face buried where Jensen's shoulder meets his neck. "Okay, I wont lie to you, you are that, but it wont stop me from spoiling the hell out of you though," He straightened up, not letting go of him, just standing there; looking down at his face. He felt like he could just lose himself in the golden freckles and green eyes.
"You wanted a sugar daddy, I'll give you that, baby boy, I'll give you anything you ask for." The last part was whispered against Jensen's lips as Jeff let himself give into it and just kiss the hell of the boy, his one night stand, turned lover.
Jensen kissed back eagerly, hands flying up to hold onto his shoulders tightly like maybe he'd drift away if he didn't hold on with all he had. It was fair to say that Jensen had, had his share of assholes. Maybe this one would be different. He wasn't looking for love, or even romance. But he wanted someone who would be there.
"Easy" Jeff said, breaking off the kiss, he brought his hand up to caress Jensen's face, running a thumb over his sinfully red, plump lips. "We have the whole night, Jen. No need to rush."
"All night, huh?" He bit his lip, pressing his body against Jeff's, cocks aligned just right. He didn't care that a lot of people thought of him as a whore, he knew the saying; If you get called it enough time, it becomes true.
Jeff smirked at the feeling of the boy's hard cock against his own, bending over; he let his hands drop to the back of Jensens thighs and lifted him up and off of the ground, a pretty, surprised little squeak escaping Jensen's mouth as he wrapped his arms and legs tightly around Jeff's body.
"The whole night, baby," Jeff whispered between placing wet, open mouthed kisses along Jensen's jaw and neck. "Maybe a bit of the morning too if you're a good little boy." He teased, bringing a hand down hard against the boy's ass, he licked his lips as another one of those cute little sounds met his ears.
***
The next morning Jensen woke up to find himself curled up in Jeff's arms, the older man wrapped around him protectively. He groaned into the pillow, Jeff really wasn't kidding when he'd said they had the whole night. And boy, his ass was hurting like a bitch.
Jeff woke up when he felt the bed shift, he heard a muffled groan coming from the warm body he was spooned against. He tightened his arms, and without opening his eyes started dropping small, sweet kisses to Jensen's shoulder.
"Mornin'," He said finally, letting go of Jensen and turning onto his back to look up at the ceiling, he felt awkward for a second, but the worry was quickly squashed when he felt Jensen turned to face him. He did the same, and pressed and quick kiss to the corner of his lips.
"How're you feeling " Jeff asked as he gently caressed Jensen's stomach, his voice thick and laced rough with sleep and sex.
"Tired." Jensen whispered honestly, his own voice sleep dull and whisky rough. "Mmm, an' warm." He smiled into Jeff's neck, pressing a kiss to the skin there. He knew he shouldn't. Shouldn't be getting too close to the older man, but he was allowed while sleepy and sated, right?
Jeff pulled Jensen toward his body until the boy was almost on top of him, he turned his head a little and took a deep breath. The scent of sex, sweat and Jensen's apple shampoo making him smile.
"I think it's time you went home" He whispered, dropping a kiss to Jensen's forehead "Want me to give you a ride?"
Jensen nodded as he sat up slowly, he just wanted to pretend for a while. This wasn't the time. The last thing he needed was to fall for a married man. "Yeah, a ride would be good." He smiled, putting his old 'I'm fine' face on and stood up naked.
He saw the change on the kid's face and reached out to pull him back on to bed, wrapping his arms around him tightly.
"Hey, wanna go grab some breakfast?" He asked, looking for a sign that he'd gotten it right and Jensen really didn't wanted to leave him yet. "Maybe even stay for lunch? You know, you could be my dessert." He chuckled with a teasing smirk, hoping to lighten the mood again.
"No, I should go.. You probably need to get back to your wife and kid. It's all good." Jensen kissed him quickly before working his way out of Jeff's grip, pulling his pants on without boxers. "I'll see you soon." As much as he didn't want to go, he knew he needed to.
"Hey it's okay, let me take you." Jeff stood up to grab his pants and shirt, putting them on along with his shoes. "Do you think we could see each other again… sometime soon?" The older man asked, almost shy as he looked for his car keys.
Jensen scratched somewhat awkwardly at the back of his neck with a nod. "I don't know, maybe." He wouldn't allow himself to get attached. "We'll see..."
***
Up to the first five minutes the drive had been uncomfortable and quiet, Jeff keeping his eyes on the road and Jensen acting like neither of them had just gone four rounds of wild hot sex the night before.
He sighed and turned to look at Jensen as they hit a stop light. "What did I do?" He asks, trying to understand what he'd done wrong.
The words seemed to snap Jensen out of his thoughts, making him turn to Jeff, "Nothing, you didn't do anything. It's me." He smiled sadly.
***
They stayed quiet for the rest of the drive, Jeff thinking that he'd done something wrong. He didn't wanted to lose his lover the same day he'd got him. He kept thinking of ways to make it up to the kid in anyway he could, as he'd promised the night before.
- Maybe if i take him away... -
The thought stayed with him until he had pulled up to Jensen's driveway, as soon as he stopped the car Jensen was hastily getting out.
"Hey!" Jeff called to him from the drivers window "Come here, boy. I want to talk to you before you leave for good."
"What?" Jensen asked, raising a perfected eyebrow curiously as he made his way to Jeff's side of the car, leaning through the window. "I didn't say I was leaving for good. I just need a shower, is all."
Jeff played dumb for Jensen's sake, deciding not to call him out on his lie.
"Sure thing, kid." He said trying to look as if he'd known the whole time.
"Listen, you wanna go out of town with me for a couple days? I've got a meeting in Las Vegas, thought I'd take you up there with me, maybe see if you bring me some luck at the betting tables. Sound good to ya', baby boy " Jeff asked, not looking at Jensen's face to spare the boys feelings, knowing he would try and hide them but fail.
Caught off guard Jensen's mouth fell open, lush lips half forming words before catching himself and closing down his facial expressions. "I.. what? You're serious? Why me? I don't care if you have a family, or hell.. even another bit on the side, but I don't like liars. What's in it for you? Besides the sex." Jensen frowned, suspiciously.
Jeff looked up finally, seeing the suspicious frown on Jensen's face, he stayed quiet for all of two seconds before the sudden laughter worked its way from his belly and erupted, he could have stopped if he wanted to. He didn't know why he was laughing, but the fact that he'd been entirely honest with Jensen and he was still wary of him- coupled with the look of shock on Jensen's face was too much.
"Damn, boy" He panted in between breaths and sniggers. "Don't go looking at me like that, I just want to take you out, spoil you some."
Jensen threw him a glare, he didn't like being laughed at. Whatever the reason, all he could figure that Jeff was either an ass, or crazy. Or both. Yeah, Jeff was a crazy ass. "Yeah, real funny." He shook his head, turning to head inside.
"Come on, Jensen!" He huffed, running a hand through his hair and sighed in exasperation.
He got out of the car and rushed to catch up with Jensen before he could shut the door in his face. He put his foot out to keep the large wooden door from closing, using it to push it open again.
"Damn it, boy. I'm trying to be serious here, I'm sorry that I laughed but come on, you can't go around being paranoid on me all the time."
He new he was yelling and someone was bound to hear but he didn't care, he just wanted Jensen to understand, to stop being a kid who thought that he could get everything just by pouting and wailing.
- Yeah, you shoulda' thought about that before you went and put your dick up the kids ass, dumbass -
He couldn't help his thoughts, not that they were useful at that point.
Jensen narrowed his eyes, kicking Jeff's foot out of the way. "As I can see, you think of me as a kid. Immature, stupid and spoilt. So why are you here? Why not go find an older guy to fuck? Why? Because I'm convenient. The fucked up, cliché story of the boss' son." He growled, "And for the fuckin' record, I have reasons to be paranoid. And so does your wife." He slammed the door.
Jeff stood shell shocked outside Jensen's house, the sound of the door shutting still ringing loudly in his ears.
- Damn kid, that's what I get for trying an be nice to him -
***
Throughout Saturday Jeff had made some phone calls and done some web searches on one Jensen Ackles, the kid had made it easier through some sort of web journal that had come up on google search.
Jeff had found out that Jensen's best friend was named was Christian Kane, some well off rich kid just like him, who was back packing on Europe.
He had also found traces of the name 'Gabe T' mentioned in some of the most hateful ways a man could be mentioned, apparently 'Gabe T'- who he later found out was none other than hotshot lawyer Gabriel Tigerman - had courted Jensen, who had fallen completely for the bastard - only to fuck him and leave him after telling the kid that he was engaged to be married and he'd only wanted some fun before tying the knot.
***
Around noon on Sunday Alan left the house for a meeting, not taking any notice that his usually very sarcastic youngest son was quieter than usual, figuring he was just being awkward.
Jensen rolled his eyes as he heard Alan slam the front door closed, he was grateful to have the house to himself for once. No family, and especially no brain dead, flirt of a step-mom to try seducing him. Not that she ever did a good job. He felt a little guilty over being an ass to Jeff yesterday, he just didn't want to be seen as vulnerable.
Jeff parked the Impala a few blocks away from the Ackles' house, not wanting to alert Jensen of his presence and give him a chance to run.
As he walked up the path towards the house he thought of the first time he'd seen Jensen, just a week ago. He thought of the way the water glistened on Jensen's chest, rolling down the kid's body and of how much he had ached for just a little taste, a little touch.
He knew he'd made the right decision then, stood outside the house, his fist lifted to knock on the door. Jensen was the right decision, he was worth it.
A moment later Alona pulled the heavy door open with a little effort, her petite fingers wrapped around the door handle. "Mr. Ackles isn't home, he's out of town on a meeting. He'll be home this afternoon." She smiled softly.
Thinking it was one of his dad's colleagues Jensen ignored the door, knowing Alona would get it. Instead he grabbed the strawberries he'd discarded earlier and started on them, eyes never leaving the TV.
- Fuck, I forgot the maid. Damnit! -
Jeff schooled his features, trying to hide the shock on his face at seeing her.
"Oh... uhm actually, I was looking for Mr. Ackles' son, Mr. Ackles said I could come and meet him to could discuss some work issues seeing as he's unavailable."
- I hope she's as dumb as she looks, please God. Let her be that dumb. -
She raised an eyebrow, disbelief clear on her features. "Sure, Mr. Morgan." She tried to hide her amusement. It wasn't as though Jensen never got 'visitors' "Just up the stairs, I believe he's in his room. I trust you know where it is..."
He mumbled an unintelligible answer before dashing up the stairs as fast as he could go.
- Now that's why I never went to church, God never listens now, does he? -
Finally Jeff reached Jensen's door and knocked lightly, pushing himself against the doorframe as he waited for the kid to open up.
With a heavy sigh Jensen rolled off of his bed and went to open his door, sweatpants hung low on his hips and a baggy shirt hanging over his chest, tuffs of hair sticking in all directions and his glasses perched on his nose. He only ever wore them when he was sure nobody would see.
Jeff sucked in a heavy breath when the door handle turned, merely half a second and then Jensen was there in front of him, looking rumpled and more beautiful than before, baggy clothes that made him look so delicate and a cute pair of stylish glasses highlighting his eyes.
"Well don't you look like sin personified." He smirked, a dirty, husky undertone to his voice.
Jensen raised an eyebrow, looking down at himself. "I look like a tramp." He laughed, reaching a hand up to pull the plain black glasses from his face. He'd always been insecure about them. "I um.. I usually wear clear contacts." He smiled sheepishly, feeling bare. Vulnerable.
"Hey none of that, baby boy. You look incredible." He whispered, dropping his arms to rest around Jensen's waist and pushing him against the door, using both of their body weights to close the door before bending to kiss Jensen's neck lightly, pressing closer to whisper in his ear.
"I'm sorry, Jen." He dropped small, close-mouthed kisses all over Jensen's face and neck "I'm so sorry, please forgive me?"
"I ain't your wife, Jeff... You don't have to woo me. Save that for her, for when she finds out." Jensen said quietly, he just wanted Jeff to treat him like what he was, not lie about it like Gabe did. He was just a sex partner, he didn't need deluding.
"Whatever you say, Jenny" He teased, stepping back towards the bed and he sat down on it, pushing himself against the headboard, and spread his legs a little.
"Now give me those and seat your cute little ass here." Jeff smiled, patting the space between his spread legs before pointing to the glasses still clutched in Jensen's hand.
"At least you ain't callin' me 'peaches', I figure that's an improvement." He muttered under his breath as he took the seat between Jeff's legs, leaning his back against his chest and gave him the glasses.
"What about sweetie? Can I call you that?" He asked, putting the glasses back in place on Jensen's cute freckled nose. "Or cutiepie, or maybe even love? How bout those baby boy?"
Jensen turned his head to glare at him full on, pout in place as he huffed. "Don't push it, old man. You get away with 'Baby boy' and 'Kid' you should feel lucky." He smiled sweetly.
"Oh I do feel lucky," Jeff whispered, his lips moving against Jensen's with every word. "You have no idea how lucky." He breathed before taking the kids lips hungrily, opening his mouth to trace Jensen's lips with his tongue before biting down on his lower lip and sucking it into his mouth.
"I think your getting the point across." Jensen moaned into his mouth as he kissed back eagerly, turning fully to kneel between Jeff's legs and cupped his face, deepening the kiss.
"I think we should lock the door," Jeff panted in between hard kisses, all the while running his hands up and down Jensen's back "Unless you want to give the maid a show." Finally having pity he pushed his hands down over his hips and into his pants to rest skin on skin on his bare ass.
"Nothing she ain't seen before." He gasped loudly, pressing his ass back against Jeff's large hands.
"Well ain't you a naughty boy?" Jeff smirked, raising and eyebrow as he waited for the kid to deny his assumption.
"Never denied it. Besides, when someone asks you to take their virginity you can't exactly decline." He smirked right back, pressing his cock against Jeff's hotly.
Jeff smirked as he pushed Jensen's ass cheeks apart and ran a dry finger along his crack just playing along it idly, pushing against his entrance slowly.
"Well she may have seen that side of you, but has she ever seen you ride a hot, hard cock and loving every second of it?" He punctuated his statement by pushing the tip of his finger into him harder and sucking on his neck as Jensen squirmed and writhed against the dry penetration.
"Jesus!" Jensen groaned, tilting his head back as he rocked his hips against Jeff's finger. "She.." His voice cracked, "She used a strap on." He bit down on his plump lower lip, looking up at him under his long lashes.
"Oh really? Then I guess you don’t need the real thing," Jeff deliberately pushed his finger in and out once more before breaking away from Jensen completely and standing up, adjusting his fully hard cock shamelessly.
"I'd better call her to bring the strap on so you can be rid of that, huh? " He smirked, looking pointedly at Jensen's crotch.
Jensen looked up at him, shuffling to sit on the edge of the bed, his face now level with Jeff's own crotch. "Or maybe next time you should bring a strap on, see which I respond to better." He chuckled dirtily as he nuzzled Jeff's cock through the tented jeans.
"Hey." Jeff looked down at Jensen with a very unmanly pout etched across his features "That's not nice, I think you should kiss it better, you know since all this strap on talk is hurting his feelings" Jeff pouted, rubbing a hand over his own jean covered cock.
"Well, I guess I do feel a little guilty..." Jensen nodded, smirk in place as he kissed along the visible length of Jeff's cock through the denim. "You think this is enough or should I take these off?" He grinned up at him, fingers twisted in his belt loops.
"Off, you should defiantly take them off," Jeff unbuttoned his jeans but let Jensen do the rest.
"You know, maybe we should take yours off too... Just so that he knows your ass likes him more than any toy " He growled as he caressed Jensen's thighs and ass through the light sweat pants.
"Good idea." Jensen moaned as he pushed Jeff's jeans and boxers down to his ankles before pulling at his own, letting them pool around his thighs. "Want to fuck me like this, Morgan?" He teased, bending over the bed to give him a great view of his puckered entrance.
"Don't tease, Boy" Jeff said as he stood back to undress completely.
He walked towards Jensen and stood behind him, running his hands over his ass slowly before parting the firm cheeks as far as he could, he wanted to bend over and kiss the pink furled muscle but instead just patted Jensen's ass softly and told him to stand up.
"Take every thing off and kneel in the centre of the bed, you're gonna prep yourself for me and you better make it a good show, baby boy." He spanked Jensen a little harder than before and sat down on a chair nearby, legs spread he started to jerk his cock slowly, not once taking his eyes off his boy.
Jensen bit down on his lower lip with a smirk, deciding to play along. "What's my reward?" He asked even as he grabbed the vanilla and almond scented lube and coated his fingers evenly.
Jeff chuckled and he brought his arms up, stretching lazily as he pretended to think it over.
"Alright, here's the deal," He leaned his head back and slouched a bit on the chair "If I like it, you can ask for anything you want and I'll give it to you, but if I don’t, you have to do anything I say and not whine about it. Deal?"
"Deal."
Rating: R to NC-17
Author: jensen_is_love and maferi_nah
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Jensen/Lauren Cohan (Implied), Jensen/Jeff.
Summary: Alan Ackles is sick of his sons fighting constantly, he's convinced 18 year old Jensen is too young to take over the family company, but is his eldest son Josh the best candidate either? Addicted to gambling and betting stupid money in poker games, clearly Jensen is the best option, until Alan gives them the company, 30% - 70% in favour of Josh. Jensen goes wild in his anger, rebelling from the good boy image his father has always wanted him to assume. Until rich, 30 year old chain-casino owner Jared Padalecki comes into the mix, and Jensen finds that not everything he wants is what he needs.
Wordcount: 4,451
Warnings: Young!Jensen, Older guy!Jared, Implied het sex, some Jeff/Jensen in upcoming chapters.
A/N: Writing in Italics are thoughts, mostly Jeff.. I know it's been a while since I last posted anything but we have this and Chapter 5 all done and beta'd, just waiting on you guys really, we love to hear your thoughts. :) Beta'd by the amazing josiepops
Chapter Index
Chapter 4
When Friday finally rolled around Jensen didn't know if that was a good thing or bad. He'd been thinking about whether to go to the Lumen or not since Jeff had left the previous Saturday. Now he found himself sitting on the family couch, if you could call it that, with his feet propped up on the wooden table in front of him. He'd been thinking it over for almost a week and he still hadn't made a decision.
Alan walked past the living area, intent of catching his wife before she left for an evening with her girlfriends.
He stopped short when he saw his son seated on the family couch looking quite distressed, Jensen had seemed pre-occupied lately and with Josh no-where to be seen for the past week or so, Alan had finally found some time for his youngest son.
"Jensen, what are you doing here? Aren't you going out to see Christian? It is Friday night, right?"
At hearing Alan's booming voice, Jensen looked up at his father, eyebrows raised. "Chris' in England, dad..." Jensen said, for the forth time this month. "He left last month. I tried to tell you ages ago, and now you're interested?"
Alan winced, he remembered his son trying to talk to him for a couple weeks ago about Christian's vacation, but he'd been so busy with work that he hadn't had the time to pay attention to him.
"Right. Sorry," He said, just a hint of embarrassment in his tone. "Do you know where your brother is? Why don't you to go out together or something?"
He was ashamed of the way he'd treated his children lately, but he'd made a resolution to start a new and to try to compensate for lost time.
"In case you haven't noticed, Josh and I don't exactly get along. Or at all for that matter. And no, I have no idea where he is. He's probably gambling his new car away." Jensen muttered bitterly, now wasn't the right time for him to start playing Daddy to his sons.
Alan sighed, he knew he hadn't exactly done right by his sons, but what did they want? He wasn't exactly cut out to be a father, his wife had always done the child raising part of the marriage.
"I'm trying Jensen, I really am."
Jensen remained unmoved by his father's presence until Alan couldn't take the cold shoulder treatment anymore.
He walked up to his room, allowing himself to take the opportunity of catching up to his long-dead ex-wife. Sometimes he just liked to think of her, of how it would be if she were there.
It wasn't that Jensen blamed his father for the way he'd turned out, for their family being torn apart. But he didn't want him to suddenly start trying to be a father to him now. It was too late now. He shook his head at himself, what the hell could he lose from going to The Lumen, right? Jeff might have something he wanted.
***
Jeff was seated on the large king-sized bed in his private room at the Lumen hotel, he'd gotten call to his private number from the receptionist after waiting for more than an hour.
"Mr. Morgan, There's someone here to see you."
"Did they say what they wanted," Jeff asked.
"No sir, the young man said it's important, but wont tell us his name or what business he wants with you,"
Jeff's heartbeat picked up in pace. "Is he blond?, Kinda short?"
The receptionist stammered uncomfortably as Jensen watched him speak. "Uh... uhm, yes, Sir. He is."
"I'll see him." Jeff hung up without waiting for an answer.
***
It had been barely two minutes since the call had ended, and Jeff had been pacing for eighty percent of the time.
- He came. -
The thought that Jensen had decided to come, to spend time with him brought a smile to his face, he couldn’t wait to see the kid again it'd been one of the longest weeks of his life.
Jensen knocked on the door lightly, hip perched against the door jam as he looked up at Jeff. "Hey. You gonna let me in or what?"
Jeff looked over his body, he was even more beautiful than he remembered.
He couldn't help the shy smile that took over his face. "I was afraid I wouldn't see you again." Jeff said, it was barely a whisper but Jensen could tell it was the truth.
"I wasn't gonna come at first... I don't know what changed my mind. Guess I've been through so many selfish men that I'm due a sugar-daddy." Jensen laughed, closing the door behind him before standing on his tip-toes, kissing Jeff's cheek.
Jeff couldn't help the rush of jealousy that ran through him. He stepped back, avoiding the teasing kisses Jensen was offering. "How many?" he asked, not knowing if he really wanted an answer.
"How many guys?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "What does it matter? I'm just your bit on the side, right?" Jensen shrugged, running a finger down his chest.
He sighed and eventually gave up on trying to put space between them. He circled his arms around Jensen's waist, bringing him so close to his body that he could feel every ridge and bump, every intake of breath, and scent of sweet, young skin coupled with apple shampoo.
"Don’t say that, baby." He whispered, bending over to press a kiss to the boy's neck. "Tell me why you changed your mind, kid? The truth this time."
"Well you seem like a nice enough guy, but then again; so did the others. Don't lie to me. I'm your bit on the side. I accept that, just don't lie to my face."
Jeff chuckled, his face buried where Jensen's shoulder meets his neck. "Okay, I wont lie to you, you are that, but it wont stop me from spoiling the hell out of you though," He straightened up, not letting go of him, just standing there; looking down at his face. He felt like he could just lose himself in the golden freckles and green eyes.
"You wanted a sugar daddy, I'll give you that, baby boy, I'll give you anything you ask for." The last part was whispered against Jensen's lips as Jeff let himself give into it and just kiss the hell of the boy, his one night stand, turned lover.
Jensen kissed back eagerly, hands flying up to hold onto his shoulders tightly like maybe he'd drift away if he didn't hold on with all he had. It was fair to say that Jensen had, had his share of assholes. Maybe this one would be different. He wasn't looking for love, or even romance. But he wanted someone who would be there.
"Easy" Jeff said, breaking off the kiss, he brought his hand up to caress Jensen's face, running a thumb over his sinfully red, plump lips. "We have the whole night, Jen. No need to rush."
"All night, huh?" He bit his lip, pressing his body against Jeff's, cocks aligned just right. He didn't care that a lot of people thought of him as a whore, he knew the saying; If you get called it enough time, it becomes true.
Jeff smirked at the feeling of the boy's hard cock against his own, bending over; he let his hands drop to the back of Jensens thighs and lifted him up and off of the ground, a pretty, surprised little squeak escaping Jensen's mouth as he wrapped his arms and legs tightly around Jeff's body.
"The whole night, baby," Jeff whispered between placing wet, open mouthed kisses along Jensen's jaw and neck. "Maybe a bit of the morning too if you're a good little boy." He teased, bringing a hand down hard against the boy's ass, he licked his lips as another one of those cute little sounds met his ears.
***
The next morning Jensen woke up to find himself curled up in Jeff's arms, the older man wrapped around him protectively. He groaned into the pillow, Jeff really wasn't kidding when he'd said they had the whole night. And boy, his ass was hurting like a bitch.
Jeff woke up when he felt the bed shift, he heard a muffled groan coming from the warm body he was spooned against. He tightened his arms, and without opening his eyes started dropping small, sweet kisses to Jensen's shoulder.
"Mornin'," He said finally, letting go of Jensen and turning onto his back to look up at the ceiling, he felt awkward for a second, but the worry was quickly squashed when he felt Jensen turned to face him. He did the same, and pressed and quick kiss to the corner of his lips.
"How're you feeling " Jeff asked as he gently caressed Jensen's stomach, his voice thick and laced rough with sleep and sex.
"Tired." Jensen whispered honestly, his own voice sleep dull and whisky rough. "Mmm, an' warm." He smiled into Jeff's neck, pressing a kiss to the skin there. He knew he shouldn't. Shouldn't be getting too close to the older man, but he was allowed while sleepy and sated, right?
Jeff pulled Jensen toward his body until the boy was almost on top of him, he turned his head a little and took a deep breath. The scent of sex, sweat and Jensen's apple shampoo making him smile.
"I think it's time you went home" He whispered, dropping a kiss to Jensen's forehead "Want me to give you a ride?"
Jensen nodded as he sat up slowly, he just wanted to pretend for a while. This wasn't the time. The last thing he needed was to fall for a married man. "Yeah, a ride would be good." He smiled, putting his old 'I'm fine' face on and stood up naked.
He saw the change on the kid's face and reached out to pull him back on to bed, wrapping his arms around him tightly.
"Hey, wanna go grab some breakfast?" He asked, looking for a sign that he'd gotten it right and Jensen really didn't wanted to leave him yet. "Maybe even stay for lunch? You know, you could be my dessert." He chuckled with a teasing smirk, hoping to lighten the mood again.
"No, I should go.. You probably need to get back to your wife and kid. It's all good." Jensen kissed him quickly before working his way out of Jeff's grip, pulling his pants on without boxers. "I'll see you soon." As much as he didn't want to go, he knew he needed to.
"Hey it's okay, let me take you." Jeff stood up to grab his pants and shirt, putting them on along with his shoes. "Do you think we could see each other again… sometime soon?" The older man asked, almost shy as he looked for his car keys.
Jensen scratched somewhat awkwardly at the back of his neck with a nod. "I don't know, maybe." He wouldn't allow himself to get attached. "We'll see..."
***
Up to the first five minutes the drive had been uncomfortable and quiet, Jeff keeping his eyes on the road and Jensen acting like neither of them had just gone four rounds of wild hot sex the night before.
He sighed and turned to look at Jensen as they hit a stop light. "What did I do?" He asks, trying to understand what he'd done wrong.
The words seemed to snap Jensen out of his thoughts, making him turn to Jeff, "Nothing, you didn't do anything. It's me." He smiled sadly.
***
They stayed quiet for the rest of the drive, Jeff thinking that he'd done something wrong. He didn't wanted to lose his lover the same day he'd got him. He kept thinking of ways to make it up to the kid in anyway he could, as he'd promised the night before.
- Maybe if i take him away... -
The thought stayed with him until he had pulled up to Jensen's driveway, as soon as he stopped the car Jensen was hastily getting out.
"Hey!" Jeff called to him from the drivers window "Come here, boy. I want to talk to you before you leave for good."
"What?" Jensen asked, raising a perfected eyebrow curiously as he made his way to Jeff's side of the car, leaning through the window. "I didn't say I was leaving for good. I just need a shower, is all."
Jeff played dumb for Jensen's sake, deciding not to call him out on his lie.
"Sure thing, kid." He said trying to look as if he'd known the whole time.
"Listen, you wanna go out of town with me for a couple days? I've got a meeting in Las Vegas, thought I'd take you up there with me, maybe see if you bring me some luck at the betting tables. Sound good to ya', baby boy " Jeff asked, not looking at Jensen's face to spare the boys feelings, knowing he would try and hide them but fail.
Caught off guard Jensen's mouth fell open, lush lips half forming words before catching himself and closing down his facial expressions. "I.. what? You're serious? Why me? I don't care if you have a family, or hell.. even another bit on the side, but I don't like liars. What's in it for you? Besides the sex." Jensen frowned, suspiciously.
Jeff looked up finally, seeing the suspicious frown on Jensen's face, he stayed quiet for all of two seconds before the sudden laughter worked its way from his belly and erupted, he could have stopped if he wanted to. He didn't know why he was laughing, but the fact that he'd been entirely honest with Jensen and he was still wary of him- coupled with the look of shock on Jensen's face was too much.
"Damn, boy" He panted in between breaths and sniggers. "Don't go looking at me like that, I just want to take you out, spoil you some."
Jensen threw him a glare, he didn't like being laughed at. Whatever the reason, all he could figure that Jeff was either an ass, or crazy. Or both. Yeah, Jeff was a crazy ass. "Yeah, real funny." He shook his head, turning to head inside.
"Come on, Jensen!" He huffed, running a hand through his hair and sighed in exasperation.
He got out of the car and rushed to catch up with Jensen before he could shut the door in his face. He put his foot out to keep the large wooden door from closing, using it to push it open again.
"Damn it, boy. I'm trying to be serious here, I'm sorry that I laughed but come on, you can't go around being paranoid on me all the time."
He new he was yelling and someone was bound to hear but he didn't care, he just wanted Jensen to understand, to stop being a kid who thought that he could get everything just by pouting and wailing.
- Yeah, you shoulda' thought about that before you went and put your dick up the kids ass, dumbass -
He couldn't help his thoughts, not that they were useful at that point.
Jensen narrowed his eyes, kicking Jeff's foot out of the way. "As I can see, you think of me as a kid. Immature, stupid and spoilt. So why are you here? Why not go find an older guy to fuck? Why? Because I'm convenient. The fucked up, cliché story of the boss' son." He growled, "And for the fuckin' record, I have reasons to be paranoid. And so does your wife." He slammed the door.
Jeff stood shell shocked outside Jensen's house, the sound of the door shutting still ringing loudly in his ears.
- Damn kid, that's what I get for trying an be nice to him -
***
Throughout Saturday Jeff had made some phone calls and done some web searches on one Jensen Ackles, the kid had made it easier through some sort of web journal that had come up on google search.
Jeff had found out that Jensen's best friend was named was Christian Kane, some well off rich kid just like him, who was back packing on Europe.
He had also found traces of the name 'Gabe T' mentioned in some of the most hateful ways a man could be mentioned, apparently 'Gabe T'- who he later found out was none other than hotshot lawyer Gabriel Tigerman - had courted Jensen, who had fallen completely for the bastard - only to fuck him and leave him after telling the kid that he was engaged to be married and he'd only wanted some fun before tying the knot.
***
Around noon on Sunday Alan left the house for a meeting, not taking any notice that his usually very sarcastic youngest son was quieter than usual, figuring he was just being awkward.
Jensen rolled his eyes as he heard Alan slam the front door closed, he was grateful to have the house to himself for once. No family, and especially no brain dead, flirt of a step-mom to try seducing him. Not that she ever did a good job. He felt a little guilty over being an ass to Jeff yesterday, he just didn't want to be seen as vulnerable.
Jeff parked the Impala a few blocks away from the Ackles' house, not wanting to alert Jensen of his presence and give him a chance to run.
As he walked up the path towards the house he thought of the first time he'd seen Jensen, just a week ago. He thought of the way the water glistened on Jensen's chest, rolling down the kid's body and of how much he had ached for just a little taste, a little touch.
He knew he'd made the right decision then, stood outside the house, his fist lifted to knock on the door. Jensen was the right decision, he was worth it.
A moment later Alona pulled the heavy door open with a little effort, her petite fingers wrapped around the door handle. "Mr. Ackles isn't home, he's out of town on a meeting. He'll be home this afternoon." She smiled softly.
Thinking it was one of his dad's colleagues Jensen ignored the door, knowing Alona would get it. Instead he grabbed the strawberries he'd discarded earlier and started on them, eyes never leaving the TV.
- Fuck, I forgot the maid. Damnit! -
Jeff schooled his features, trying to hide the shock on his face at seeing her.
"Oh... uhm actually, I was looking for Mr. Ackles' son, Mr. Ackles said I could come and meet him to could discuss some work issues seeing as he's unavailable."
- I hope she's as dumb as she looks, please God. Let her be that dumb. -
She raised an eyebrow, disbelief clear on her features. "Sure, Mr. Morgan." She tried to hide her amusement. It wasn't as though Jensen never got 'visitors' "Just up the stairs, I believe he's in his room. I trust you know where it is..."
He mumbled an unintelligible answer before dashing up the stairs as fast as he could go.
- Now that's why I never went to church, God never listens now, does he? -
Finally Jeff reached Jensen's door and knocked lightly, pushing himself against the doorframe as he waited for the kid to open up.
With a heavy sigh Jensen rolled off of his bed and went to open his door, sweatpants hung low on his hips and a baggy shirt hanging over his chest, tuffs of hair sticking in all directions and his glasses perched on his nose. He only ever wore them when he was sure nobody would see.
Jeff sucked in a heavy breath when the door handle turned, merely half a second and then Jensen was there in front of him, looking rumpled and more beautiful than before, baggy clothes that made him look so delicate and a cute pair of stylish glasses highlighting his eyes.
"Well don't you look like sin personified." He smirked, a dirty, husky undertone to his voice.
Jensen raised an eyebrow, looking down at himself. "I look like a tramp." He laughed, reaching a hand up to pull the plain black glasses from his face. He'd always been insecure about them. "I um.. I usually wear clear contacts." He smiled sheepishly, feeling bare. Vulnerable.
"Hey none of that, baby boy. You look incredible." He whispered, dropping his arms to rest around Jensen's waist and pushing him against the door, using both of their body weights to close the door before bending to kiss Jensen's neck lightly, pressing closer to whisper in his ear.
"I'm sorry, Jen." He dropped small, close-mouthed kisses all over Jensen's face and neck "I'm so sorry, please forgive me?"
"I ain't your wife, Jeff... You don't have to woo me. Save that for her, for when she finds out." Jensen said quietly, he just wanted Jeff to treat him like what he was, not lie about it like Gabe did. He was just a sex partner, he didn't need deluding.
"Whatever you say, Jenny" He teased, stepping back towards the bed and he sat down on it, pushing himself against the headboard, and spread his legs a little.
"Now give me those and seat your cute little ass here." Jeff smiled, patting the space between his spread legs before pointing to the glasses still clutched in Jensen's hand.
"At least you ain't callin' me 'peaches', I figure that's an improvement." He muttered under his breath as he took the seat between Jeff's legs, leaning his back against his chest and gave him the glasses.
"What about sweetie? Can I call you that?" He asked, putting the glasses back in place on Jensen's cute freckled nose. "Or cutiepie, or maybe even love? How bout those baby boy?"
Jensen turned his head to glare at him full on, pout in place as he huffed. "Don't push it, old man. You get away with 'Baby boy' and 'Kid' you should feel lucky." He smiled sweetly.
"Oh I do feel lucky," Jeff whispered, his lips moving against Jensen's with every word. "You have no idea how lucky." He breathed before taking the kids lips hungrily, opening his mouth to trace Jensen's lips with his tongue before biting down on his lower lip and sucking it into his mouth.
"I think your getting the point across." Jensen moaned into his mouth as he kissed back eagerly, turning fully to kneel between Jeff's legs and cupped his face, deepening the kiss.
"I think we should lock the door," Jeff panted in between hard kisses, all the while running his hands up and down Jensen's back "Unless you want to give the maid a show." Finally having pity he pushed his hands down over his hips and into his pants to rest skin on skin on his bare ass.
"Nothing she ain't seen before." He gasped loudly, pressing his ass back against Jeff's large hands.
"Well ain't you a naughty boy?" Jeff smirked, raising and eyebrow as he waited for the kid to deny his assumption.
"Never denied it. Besides, when someone asks you to take their virginity you can't exactly decline." He smirked right back, pressing his cock against Jeff's hotly.
Jeff smirked as he pushed Jensen's ass cheeks apart and ran a dry finger along his crack just playing along it idly, pushing against his entrance slowly.
"Well she may have seen that side of you, but has she ever seen you ride a hot, hard cock and loving every second of it?" He punctuated his statement by pushing the tip of his finger into him harder and sucking on his neck as Jensen squirmed and writhed against the dry penetration.
"Jesus!" Jensen groaned, tilting his head back as he rocked his hips against Jeff's finger. "She.." His voice cracked, "She used a strap on." He bit down on his plump lower lip, looking up at him under his long lashes.
"Oh really? Then I guess you don’t need the real thing," Jeff deliberately pushed his finger in and out once more before breaking away from Jensen completely and standing up, adjusting his fully hard cock shamelessly.
"I'd better call her to bring the strap on so you can be rid of that, huh? " He smirked, looking pointedly at Jensen's crotch.
Jensen looked up at him, shuffling to sit on the edge of the bed, his face now level with Jeff's own crotch. "Or maybe next time you should bring a strap on, see which I respond to better." He chuckled dirtily as he nuzzled Jeff's cock through the tented jeans.
"Hey." Jeff looked down at Jensen with a very unmanly pout etched across his features "That's not nice, I think you should kiss it better, you know since all this strap on talk is hurting his feelings" Jeff pouted, rubbing a hand over his own jean covered cock.
"Well, I guess I do feel a little guilty..." Jensen nodded, smirk in place as he kissed along the visible length of Jeff's cock through the denim. "You think this is enough or should I take these off?" He grinned up at him, fingers twisted in his belt loops.
"Off, you should defiantly take them off," Jeff unbuttoned his jeans but let Jensen do the rest.
"You know, maybe we should take yours off too... Just so that he knows your ass likes him more than any toy " He growled as he caressed Jensen's thighs and ass through the light sweat pants.
"Good idea." Jensen moaned as he pushed Jeff's jeans and boxers down to his ankles before pulling at his own, letting them pool around his thighs. "Want to fuck me like this, Morgan?" He teased, bending over the bed to give him a great view of his puckered entrance.
"Don't tease, Boy" Jeff said as he stood back to undress completely.
He walked towards Jensen and stood behind him, running his hands over his ass slowly before parting the firm cheeks as far as he could, he wanted to bend over and kiss the pink furled muscle but instead just patted Jensen's ass softly and told him to stand up.
"Take every thing off and kneel in the centre of the bed, you're gonna prep yourself for me and you better make it a good show, baby boy." He spanked Jensen a little harder than before and sat down on a chair nearby, legs spread he started to jerk his cock slowly, not once taking his eyes off his boy.
Jensen bit down on his lower lip with a smirk, deciding to play along. "What's my reward?" He asked even as he grabbed the vanilla and almond scented lube and coated his fingers evenly.
Jeff chuckled and he brought his arms up, stretching lazily as he pretended to think it over.
"Alright, here's the deal," He leaned his head back and slouched a bit on the chair "If I like it, you can ask for anything you want and I'll give it to you, but if I don’t, you have to do anything I say and not whine about it. Deal?"
"Deal."