Fic : Stuck on You
Title - Stuck on You
Pairings- Jensen/Cougar
Rating - PG-15
Warnings - Sexual Situations,
Disclaimer - I own absolutely nada
Summary - "Jake Jensen had always had fixations; it was a fact of life that he’d long ago accepted."
A/N - Presence of an OC as a plot device, Playing hard and loose with character's backgrounds
Jake Jensen had always had fixations; it was a fact of life that he’d long ago accepted.
His first fixation started when he was five and had happened upon his dad fixing an old, broken radio. He’d watched wide eyed from his perch on his father’s knee as long fingers fiddled with mysterious parts until the broken radio spluttered to life.
After that there’d been a long string of broken appliances in the house until Commander Mark Jensen came home from his two year tour with a duffle bag filled with old computer parts and a How To Guide for electronics.
“Think you can try to fix something without breaking it first?” Mark asked his son and Jake had just grinned unrepentantly before closeting himself away until he could make the computer hum like his dad had done to the old radio in their garage.
It was to date his only fixation that had turned into a true passion.
Jake’s next fixation happened in high school. He’d never really paid much attention to either sex as most of his time was consumed by his computers, so far he’d managed to hack into the school system a grand total of eighteen times, not that he’d needed to, Jake was always at the top of his class, but the rep that gained him with his fellow geeks was reward enough.
It wasn’t until he’d hit sixteen and sprouted up like a weed that he noticed something awe inspiring.
Cleavage.
They seemed to taunt him everywhere he went! If he looked a girl in the face his eyes would eventually be drawn to the inconspicuously loose button that gave him a glimpse into the nirvana that was adulthood.
He could hardly talk to a girl without falling all over himself, but though some of them found his behavior disturbing others had claimed it was cute. It was this cuteness that led to Jake losing his virginity in the back seat of nineteen year old Sally Smith’s car and Jake discovered something even better than cleavage that night.
Sex.
Eight years later and Jake now usually referred to as Jensen pretty much had his priorities set. His computers were still his first love and he took pride in his reputation as one of the most proficient hackers ever and yeah that might be a bit of an over exaggeration but he’d counted beating his dad to an encryption as the golden goose of hackerdom. Plus seeing the Commander pout was one of the most satisfying moments ever! Next on the list came sex and cleavage, though those two tended to swap places.
Jensen figured that after being appointed Corporal he was pretty much set, he didn’t really care for rank as long as he got to do what he loved. That’s why he’d been extremely amped when he was transferred to Lt. Colonel Franklin Clay’s unit.
From what he’d heard of the Losers, they played hard and fast with the rules, just like Jensen liked it!
After the initial meeting he’d come to four conclusions.
One, Clay didn’t understand the meaning of the word rules and Jensen might be a little in love with him for that.
Two, Roque was a scary mofo who seemed to be hoarding one of the most extreme crushes on his commanding officer ever seen and Jensen would have teased the hell out of him if he wasn’t sure that Roque would slit his throat in his sleep and use his organs as target practice.
Three, he was never going to get away from Pooch. Seriously how many times were they going to end up in the same unit? Though the bribery from Jolene to keep Pooch out of harm’s way was always welcomed.
And Four, Sgt Carlos “Cougar” Alvarez had the most perfect ass Jensen had ever seen on a man! And it was that one that set off red lights in Jensen’s brain.
Jensen was an honest person, he figured there was no need to lie to himself and the truth of the matter was that Jensen wanted to marry Cougar’s ass. Hell he’d marry the rest of the sniper because Cougar was awesome, awesome like Fantastic Four and all the Machete movies ever made wrapped into one silent, sharpshooting, attractive little package.
But Cougar’s ass was a work of art! It needed sonnets written to it. It should be worshipped under the blue moon and it was also probably going to be the reason why Jensen eventually had a nervous breakdown because you didn’t hide stuff from Cougar and it was only a matter of time before the other man noticed Jensen’s obsession.
Hell even Roque had noticed something odd was going on, since the only time Jensen was truly quiet was when he was alone with Cougar. Though the 2IC had figured that Cougar must have threatened the motor mouth hacker and Jensen had let the rumour spread throwing up a smoke screen to hide the true reasons behind his behavior.
But Jensen knew that he needed to get his shit together fast before he lost his place in of the best teams ever. That’s why on his next downtime he declined the invitation to hang with the guys at Jolene’s, ignoring the questioning look that Cougar gave him, before setting off to Arizona.
Stepping off the bus five hours later, he grinned when he caught sight of the tall blond leaning on the porch.
Mark took one look at his son’s guilty face and smirked “What’ve you done this time?”
Jensen dropped his duffle unto the porch with a huff “What, no hello Jensen my favorite son how are you doing?” He sighed dramatically “I’m not feeling the love here.”
Mark cuffed him about the head before shouldering his duffle and stepping inside listening as his son scuffled behind him.
Dropping it on the coach he turned back to Jensen “So who is she?”
“Are you psychic?” Jensen gasped “Admit it, they did some sort of secret experimentation on you in the Navy and now you can read minds, or wait no, you can tell the future cant you? Is it bad, it’s bad isn’t it?” Jensen babbled
“So it’s a man then? Good thing DADT got repealed.”
“Stop doing that! It’s creepy and invasive but mostly creepy!” Jensen protested
“Boy your poker face ain’t worth shit now spit it out!” Mark ordered
“My poker face is perfect I’ll have you know and I’d have won every game if Cougar hadn’t cheated with his Mexican Jedi mind tricks.” Jensen muttered
Mark smirked “Cougar is it?”
“What? Hey no. No, nope no!” Jensen spluttered “Don’t even think about it.”
“He’s that pretty little sniper you introduced us to isn’t he?” Mark carried on, ignoring Jensen’s outburst
Jensen gaped at him and Mark grinned
“So you’re in love with your teammate, I don’t see the issue here. I mean your mom and I were fine working together and the nights were a lot less lonely.”
“Jesus Christ Dad, stop!”
Mark stared at him “What did you think Immaculate Conception was how you and Jessie came about?”
“Storks, nice friendly asexual storks!”
“I’m pretty certain your mom dropped you on the head as a child.” Mark sighed giving his son the stink eye “So about your little friend.”
“I’m sure I don’t know who you’re talking about.” Jensen mumbled
“The one you apparently want to screw but don’t have the balls to do it,”
“La, la, la, la I don’t hear you talking about my sex life.” Jensen sang “Also my balls are fine thank you very much!”
“With your life of celibacy I doubt it,” Mark retorted
Jensen pushed to his feet and glared down at his father “Hate you, so much!” he hissed before stalking off to his old room
“Your mom’s gonna be back in an hour, so you’d better be presentable.” Mark called after him
“Whatever, old man!” Jensen yelled back
“And I know you’re going to talk to this Cougar of yours as soon as you get back, right?”
“Yes, dammit!” Jensen hollered before slamming his door
Mark subsided with a grin. Jensen was so easy to manipulate sometimes.
Jensen returned to the Losers, a lot calmer and ladened down with everything his mom could bake and pack only to find out that their down time had been extended because of a cancelled mission.
Determined to not look a gift horse in the mouth, Jensen had cornered Cougar in the room they shared.
Well not really cornered more like baited the sniper with snicker doodles, same thing really.
He waited until Cougar was settled in to his snack before he started.
“Hey Cougs, you know I’m bisexual right?”
“Si,” Cougar nodded not once looking up from his meal
“Wait how the hell did you know?” Jensen inquired
Cougar glanced at him, licking the remains of his treat from his fingers much like his namesake. “You watch me.”
“Er yeah about that,” Jensen muttered rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment but Cougar was already moving.
Long fingers wrapped around the arms of Jensen’s chair as the sniper straddled his lap.
Jensen hissed in a breath when his dick sat up and took notice of the superior derriere just a jean’s breadth away.
“You watch my ass, yes?” Cougar asked in a way that let Jensen know the question didn’t need to be answered
Jensen nodded anyway, pulse stuttering when Cougar’s lips brushed his ear.
“You’re not mad?” he whispered
Cougar shook his head “No,”
“Then why the hell didn’t you say anything?”
Cougar leant back enough for Jensen to see the smirk on his face “I like the chase.”
Jensen blinked, once, twice, and then narrowed his eyes at the other man before slipping one hand around to grasp his latest fixation.
His other hand slipped beneath Cougar’s hat and pulled the sniper’s face down to his pausing before their lips met “I tend to obsess over stuff.” He whispered “I just thought you should know.”
Cougar grinned “Bueno”
As their lips met Jensen sighed happily before pulling away again “Also your ass is kind of epic, I mean really, really….”
“If you do not shut up, you will not touch it again,” Cougar growled yanking his head back up to meet his.
Jensen clenched his finger around Cougar’s ass and grinned into the kiss.
Apparently mutual fixation was the way to go.
Pairings- Jensen/Cougar
Rating - PG-15
Warnings - Sexual Situations,
Disclaimer - I own absolutely nada
Summary - "Jake Jensen had always had fixations; it was a fact of life that he’d long ago accepted."
A/N - Presence of an OC as a plot device, Playing hard and loose with character's backgrounds
Jake Jensen had always had fixations; it was a fact of life that he’d long ago accepted.
His first fixation started when he was five and had happened upon his dad fixing an old, broken radio. He’d watched wide eyed from his perch on his father’s knee as long fingers fiddled with mysterious parts until the broken radio spluttered to life.
After that there’d been a long string of broken appliances in the house until Commander Mark Jensen came home from his two year tour with a duffle bag filled with old computer parts and a How To Guide for electronics.
“Think you can try to fix something without breaking it first?” Mark asked his son and Jake had just grinned unrepentantly before closeting himself away until he could make the computer hum like his dad had done to the old radio in their garage.
It was to date his only fixation that had turned into a true passion.
Jake’s next fixation happened in high school. He’d never really paid much attention to either sex as most of his time was consumed by his computers, so far he’d managed to hack into the school system a grand total of eighteen times, not that he’d needed to, Jake was always at the top of his class, but the rep that gained him with his fellow geeks was reward enough.
It wasn’t until he’d hit sixteen and sprouted up like a weed that he noticed something awe inspiring.
Cleavage.
They seemed to taunt him everywhere he went! If he looked a girl in the face his eyes would eventually be drawn to the inconspicuously loose button that gave him a glimpse into the nirvana that was adulthood.
He could hardly talk to a girl without falling all over himself, but though some of them found his behavior disturbing others had claimed it was cute. It was this cuteness that led to Jake losing his virginity in the back seat of nineteen year old Sally Smith’s car and Jake discovered something even better than cleavage that night.
Sex.
Eight years later and Jake now usually referred to as Jensen pretty much had his priorities set. His computers were still his first love and he took pride in his reputation as one of the most proficient hackers ever and yeah that might be a bit of an over exaggeration but he’d counted beating his dad to an encryption as the golden goose of hackerdom. Plus seeing the Commander pout was one of the most satisfying moments ever! Next on the list came sex and cleavage, though those two tended to swap places.
Jensen figured that after being appointed Corporal he was pretty much set, he didn’t really care for rank as long as he got to do what he loved. That’s why he’d been extremely amped when he was transferred to Lt. Colonel Franklin Clay’s unit.
From what he’d heard of the Losers, they played hard and fast with the rules, just like Jensen liked it!
After the initial meeting he’d come to four conclusions.
One, Clay didn’t understand the meaning of the word rules and Jensen might be a little in love with him for that.
Two, Roque was a scary mofo who seemed to be hoarding one of the most extreme crushes on his commanding officer ever seen and Jensen would have teased the hell out of him if he wasn’t sure that Roque would slit his throat in his sleep and use his organs as target practice.
Three, he was never going to get away from Pooch. Seriously how many times were they going to end up in the same unit? Though the bribery from Jolene to keep Pooch out of harm’s way was always welcomed.
And Four, Sgt Carlos “Cougar” Alvarez had the most perfect ass Jensen had ever seen on a man! And it was that one that set off red lights in Jensen’s brain.
Jensen was an honest person, he figured there was no need to lie to himself and the truth of the matter was that Jensen wanted to marry Cougar’s ass. Hell he’d marry the rest of the sniper because Cougar was awesome, awesome like Fantastic Four and all the Machete movies ever made wrapped into one silent, sharpshooting, attractive little package.
But Cougar’s ass was a work of art! It needed sonnets written to it. It should be worshipped under the blue moon and it was also probably going to be the reason why Jensen eventually had a nervous breakdown because you didn’t hide stuff from Cougar and it was only a matter of time before the other man noticed Jensen’s obsession.
Hell even Roque had noticed something odd was going on, since the only time Jensen was truly quiet was when he was alone with Cougar. Though the 2IC had figured that Cougar must have threatened the motor mouth hacker and Jensen had let the rumour spread throwing up a smoke screen to hide the true reasons behind his behavior.
But Jensen knew that he needed to get his shit together fast before he lost his place in of the best teams ever. That’s why on his next downtime he declined the invitation to hang with the guys at Jolene’s, ignoring the questioning look that Cougar gave him, before setting off to Arizona.
Stepping off the bus five hours later, he grinned when he caught sight of the tall blond leaning on the porch.
Mark took one look at his son’s guilty face and smirked “What’ve you done this time?”
Jensen dropped his duffle unto the porch with a huff “What, no hello Jensen my favorite son how are you doing?” He sighed dramatically “I’m not feeling the love here.”
Mark cuffed him about the head before shouldering his duffle and stepping inside listening as his son scuffled behind him.
Dropping it on the coach he turned back to Jensen “So who is she?”
“Are you psychic?” Jensen gasped “Admit it, they did some sort of secret experimentation on you in the Navy and now you can read minds, or wait no, you can tell the future cant you? Is it bad, it’s bad isn’t it?” Jensen babbled
“So it’s a man then? Good thing DADT got repealed.”
“Stop doing that! It’s creepy and invasive but mostly creepy!” Jensen protested
“Boy your poker face ain’t worth shit now spit it out!” Mark ordered
“My poker face is perfect I’ll have you know and I’d have won every game if Cougar hadn’t cheated with his Mexican Jedi mind tricks.” Jensen muttered
Mark smirked “Cougar is it?”
“What? Hey no. No, nope no!” Jensen spluttered “Don’t even think about it.”
“He’s that pretty little sniper you introduced us to isn’t he?” Mark carried on, ignoring Jensen’s outburst
Jensen gaped at him and Mark grinned
“So you’re in love with your teammate, I don’t see the issue here. I mean your mom and I were fine working together and the nights were a lot less lonely.”
“Jesus Christ Dad, stop!”
Mark stared at him “What did you think Immaculate Conception was how you and Jessie came about?”
“Storks, nice friendly asexual storks!”
“I’m pretty certain your mom dropped you on the head as a child.” Mark sighed giving his son the stink eye “So about your little friend.”
“I’m sure I don’t know who you’re talking about.” Jensen mumbled
“The one you apparently want to screw but don’t have the balls to do it,”
“La, la, la, la I don’t hear you talking about my sex life.” Jensen sang “Also my balls are fine thank you very much!”
“With your life of celibacy I doubt it,” Mark retorted
Jensen pushed to his feet and glared down at his father “Hate you, so much!” he hissed before stalking off to his old room
“Your mom’s gonna be back in an hour, so you’d better be presentable.” Mark called after him
“Whatever, old man!” Jensen yelled back
“And I know you’re going to talk to this Cougar of yours as soon as you get back, right?”
“Yes, dammit!” Jensen hollered before slamming his door
Mark subsided with a grin. Jensen was so easy to manipulate sometimes.
Jensen returned to the Losers, a lot calmer and ladened down with everything his mom could bake and pack only to find out that their down time had been extended because of a cancelled mission.
Determined to not look a gift horse in the mouth, Jensen had cornered Cougar in the room they shared.
Well not really cornered more like baited the sniper with snicker doodles, same thing really.
He waited until Cougar was settled in to his snack before he started.
“Hey Cougs, you know I’m bisexual right?”
“Si,” Cougar nodded not once looking up from his meal
“Wait how the hell did you know?” Jensen inquired
Cougar glanced at him, licking the remains of his treat from his fingers much like his namesake. “You watch me.”
“Er yeah about that,” Jensen muttered rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment but Cougar was already moving.
Long fingers wrapped around the arms of Jensen’s chair as the sniper straddled his lap.
Jensen hissed in a breath when his dick sat up and took notice of the superior derriere just a jean’s breadth away.
“You watch my ass, yes?” Cougar asked in a way that let Jensen know the question didn’t need to be answered
Jensen nodded anyway, pulse stuttering when Cougar’s lips brushed his ear.
“You’re not mad?” he whispered
Cougar shook his head “No,”
“Then why the hell didn’t you say anything?”
Cougar leant back enough for Jensen to see the smirk on his face “I like the chase.”
Jensen blinked, once, twice, and then narrowed his eyes at the other man before slipping one hand around to grasp his latest fixation.
His other hand slipped beneath Cougar’s hat and pulled the sniper’s face down to his pausing before their lips met “I tend to obsess over stuff.” He whispered “I just thought you should know.”
Cougar grinned “Bueno”
As their lips met Jensen sighed happily before pulling away again “Also your ass is kind of epic, I mean really, really….”
“If you do not shut up, you will not touch it again,” Cougar growled yanking his head back up to meet his.
Jensen clenched his finger around Cougar’s ass and grinned into the kiss.
Apparently mutual fixation was the way to go.