FANFIC: Don't Tell What To Do
Title: Don't Tell Me What To Do
Category: M/M
Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Jensen Ackles/Justin Hartley
Disclaimer:I don't own anything or anybody. None of this ever happened!
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jensen Ackles has the perfect life. He has been raised in one of the most powerful families in Louisiana, and his marriage to Justin Hartley will unite two very influential families. He has been molded into the perfect Southern omega. Until he meets Jared: a mysterious Alpha who is everything that Jensen shouldn't be getting involved with. Something about Jared has Jensen both burning with desire and panicked at the prospect of admitting hidden emotions. Something which may just ruin his perfect life.
PART ONE: The House of Mirrors
The Circus, Desire, Expectations
It was the day of Jensen’s debutant ball, and he felt slightly giddy with excitement at the prospect of finally completing his time at the academy. Even though he loved all the friends he’d made there, many of whom came from his own small town of Chaleur, Louisiana, he wanted to start his new life with Justin Hartley, his fiancé, and the most handsome man in the whole parish.
When he heard the music begin to play downstairs his heart leapt slightly and he closed his eyes tightly before he stepped out onto the landing, and smiled down at his fellow debutants and their partners. He could see Justin standing in front and grinning up at him. Jensen thought he looked so handsome in his black tuxedo and crisp white shirt.
“Introducing, Jensen Ackles, our finest debutant this year,” announced Miss. Chamberlain, the headmistress. “Tonight he is being escorted by his fiancé, Justin Hartley.”
Jensen descended the stairs, smiling broadly at everyone. He heard whispers about how wonderful he looked, and some of the other debutantes’ partners were looking at him with ill conceived looks of lust and interest.
Justin met him at the bottom of the staircase, and Jensen looked at him through his eyelashes as he took his hand and let him led him onto the dance floor.
As the music began to play, Justin leaned forward and whispered in Jensen’s ear, “ You look so incredible in white, makes all your freckles stand out.”
Jensen laughed softly and let his soft, full lips graze his fiancé’s smooth cheek, “Why thank you, Mr. Hartley.”
Justin leaned back so that he could look into Jensen’s shining green eyes, “I’m going to give you everything, baby. Everything your little heart desires. A big house, a car and a big family.”
Jensen laughed again as he lightly traced the lapels of Justin’s tuxedo, “What if I told you my plan was to go and live on an exotic island, and spend all my days swimming in the sea. Naked.”
Justin’s eyes shone at the thought, “And what would you eat? Coconuts?”
Jensen smirked, “And mangoes.”
“You drive me crazy,” Justin softly moaned. “I never know exactly what you want.”
“That’s the idea, honey,” Jensen murmured against his ear.
Jensen and Justin arrived home two days later, and were met with the thick Louisiana heat and Jensen’s family all lined up on the porch. Jensen felt so happy to be home. He’d always loved his parent’s house, with it’s grand old pillared architecture, and the white paint that gleamed in the sun and the shimmering green ivy that grew up the pillars and down the slope next to the winding tar drive. Huge hanging trees, that always seemed to wilt under the Southern heat, grew next to the house and lined the perfect white lawn that rolled out past the wonderful tangles of the creepers.
Jensen let out a joyous laugh as his two younger siblings, Josh and Mackenzie, threw themselves into his arms, nuzzling their soft young faces into his neck.
When Josh drew back he grinned at his older brother, and Mackenzie gasped, “Jensen! You’ve cut your hair so short! And it looks blonder than when we last saw you! Have you dyed it?”
Jensen threw his head back at that, perfect white teeth on display, “Oh Mackenzie Mary-Beth Ackles! You are incorrigible!”
“For once I am inclined to agree with your sister,” Jensen’s mother exclaimed, as she walked down the porch steps. “Have you dyed it, Jensen?”
The smile didn’t leave his lips as he replied, “No, mamma, I have not in fact dyed my hair! I’ve just been in the sun a lot, playing tennis and golf with my dear fiancé. See, I have about a hundred new freckles!”
Jensen’s father chuckled, “You look beautiful, baby. Those freckles are what makes everyone fall in love with you.”
Jensen smile brightened when he looked at his father, “Why thank you, daddy.”
“And that smile,” his mother observed. “It has broken a hundred hearts, I am sure!”
“Oh Jensen!” Josh exclaimed. “Mac and I almost forgot! We got you a present!”
“Oh yes,” Mac nodded, as she and Josh pulled Jensen into the house and up the stairs.
Jensen couldn’t help laughing as he was pushed onto the bed and handed a small satin box that was secured with a black silk bow.
“Open it!” his younger siblings encouraged.
“Okay, okay! Hold your horses!”
He undid the bow and pulled the lid off, a gasp escaping his lips at the beautiful watch that lay nestled in a velvet cushion. The face of the watch was jade green with black engraved roman numerals that delicate silver hands pointed to. The outer part of the watch was dark and light silver, a pattern which was repeated in the smooth links of the watch strap.
“You two chose this yourselves?” he asked, sliding the watch onto his wrist and securing the clasp.
“Of course we did, silly,” Mac giggled, linking her arm with her twin’s.
“Mama told us that no self respecting siblings would not give their older brother a present upon his graduation and the eve of his wedding.”
“You know what this means, don’t you?” Jensen replied, tone serious.
The twins looked at each and then shook their heads.
“Why it means I have to kiss both of you, of course,” Jensen grinned, as he leapt up from the bed.
Josh and Mac laughed uproariously as they fled down the stairs and ran across the entrance hall into the almost blinding sunlight of the afternoon. Josh almost collided with the house staff who were carrying Jensen’s luggage inside, and Justin caught Mac around the waist and swung her around in the air, before setting her down and letting her run across the creepers and onto the lawn with her twin.
Jensen finally caught up with them and they all collapsed onto the grass, Jensen smothering them with kisses as they shrieked with laughter and flailed around. When Jensen released them, he fell back onto the soft grass and smiled up at Justin, who was looking at him with amusement.
“Why don’t you come down here and give me a kiss, Mr. Hartley,” Jensen said, trailing a finger up Justin’s pant-leg.
“I don’t mind if I do,” he replied, as he kneeled down and gently kissed Jensen’s pink mouth.
“Grooosss,” the twins chorused, before Mackenzie sat up and pointed at the road, “Look! The circus is coming to town!”
She and Josh clapped their hands excitedly, and then looked at Jensen with pleading eyes, “Please can we go, Jensen?”
Jensen couldn’t help but laugh at their hopeful expressions, “Oh alright, you two terrors! We’ll go tomorrow morning.”
It was Jensen’s turn to be smothered in kisses as his grateful siblings fell on him.
Continue to Part II of I: http://lightthequiet.livejournal.com/830.html
Category: M/M
Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Jensen Ackles/Justin Hartley
Disclaimer:I don't own anything or anybody. None of this ever happened!
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jensen Ackles has the perfect life. He has been raised in one of the most powerful families in Louisiana, and his marriage to Justin Hartley will unite two very influential families. He has been molded into the perfect Southern omega. Until he meets Jared: a mysterious Alpha who is everything that Jensen shouldn't be getting involved with. Something about Jared has Jensen both burning with desire and panicked at the prospect of admitting hidden emotions. Something which may just ruin his perfect life.
PART ONE: The House of Mirrors
The Circus, Desire, Expectations
It was the day of Jensen’s debutant ball, and he felt slightly giddy with excitement at the prospect of finally completing his time at the academy. Even though he loved all the friends he’d made there, many of whom came from his own small town of Chaleur, Louisiana, he wanted to start his new life with Justin Hartley, his fiancé, and the most handsome man in the whole parish.
When he heard the music begin to play downstairs his heart leapt slightly and he closed his eyes tightly before he stepped out onto the landing, and smiled down at his fellow debutants and their partners. He could see Justin standing in front and grinning up at him. Jensen thought he looked so handsome in his black tuxedo and crisp white shirt.
“Introducing, Jensen Ackles, our finest debutant this year,” announced Miss. Chamberlain, the headmistress. “Tonight he is being escorted by his fiancé, Justin Hartley.”
Jensen descended the stairs, smiling broadly at everyone. He heard whispers about how wonderful he looked, and some of the other debutantes’ partners were looking at him with ill conceived looks of lust and interest.
Justin met him at the bottom of the staircase, and Jensen looked at him through his eyelashes as he took his hand and let him led him onto the dance floor.
As the music began to play, Justin leaned forward and whispered in Jensen’s ear, “ You look so incredible in white, makes all your freckles stand out.”
Jensen laughed softly and let his soft, full lips graze his fiancé’s smooth cheek, “Why thank you, Mr. Hartley.”
Justin leaned back so that he could look into Jensen’s shining green eyes, “I’m going to give you everything, baby. Everything your little heart desires. A big house, a car and a big family.”
Jensen laughed again as he lightly traced the lapels of Justin’s tuxedo, “What if I told you my plan was to go and live on an exotic island, and spend all my days swimming in the sea. Naked.”
Justin’s eyes shone at the thought, “And what would you eat? Coconuts?”
Jensen smirked, “And mangoes.”
“You drive me crazy,” Justin softly moaned. “I never know exactly what you want.”
“That’s the idea, honey,” Jensen murmured against his ear.
Jensen and Justin arrived home two days later, and were met with the thick Louisiana heat and Jensen’s family all lined up on the porch. Jensen felt so happy to be home. He’d always loved his parent’s house, with it’s grand old pillared architecture, and the white paint that gleamed in the sun and the shimmering green ivy that grew up the pillars and down the slope next to the winding tar drive. Huge hanging trees, that always seemed to wilt under the Southern heat, grew next to the house and lined the perfect white lawn that rolled out past the wonderful tangles of the creepers.
Jensen let out a joyous laugh as his two younger siblings, Josh and Mackenzie, threw themselves into his arms, nuzzling their soft young faces into his neck.
When Josh drew back he grinned at his older brother, and Mackenzie gasped, “Jensen! You’ve cut your hair so short! And it looks blonder than when we last saw you! Have you dyed it?”
Jensen threw his head back at that, perfect white teeth on display, “Oh Mackenzie Mary-Beth Ackles! You are incorrigible!”
“For once I am inclined to agree with your sister,” Jensen’s mother exclaimed, as she walked down the porch steps. “Have you dyed it, Jensen?”
The smile didn’t leave his lips as he replied, “No, mamma, I have not in fact dyed my hair! I’ve just been in the sun a lot, playing tennis and golf with my dear fiancé. See, I have about a hundred new freckles!”
Jensen’s father chuckled, “You look beautiful, baby. Those freckles are what makes everyone fall in love with you.”
Jensen smile brightened when he looked at his father, “Why thank you, daddy.”
“And that smile,” his mother observed. “It has broken a hundred hearts, I am sure!”
“Oh Jensen!” Josh exclaimed. “Mac and I almost forgot! We got you a present!”
“Oh yes,” Mac nodded, as she and Josh pulled Jensen into the house and up the stairs.
Jensen couldn’t help laughing as he was pushed onto the bed and handed a small satin box that was secured with a black silk bow.
“Open it!” his younger siblings encouraged.
“Okay, okay! Hold your horses!”
He undid the bow and pulled the lid off, a gasp escaping his lips at the beautiful watch that lay nestled in a velvet cushion. The face of the watch was jade green with black engraved roman numerals that delicate silver hands pointed to. The outer part of the watch was dark and light silver, a pattern which was repeated in the smooth links of the watch strap.
“You two chose this yourselves?” he asked, sliding the watch onto his wrist and securing the clasp.
“Of course we did, silly,” Mac giggled, linking her arm with her twin’s.
“Mama told us that no self respecting siblings would not give their older brother a present upon his graduation and the eve of his wedding.”
“You know what this means, don’t you?” Jensen replied, tone serious.
The twins looked at each and then shook their heads.
“Why it means I have to kiss both of you, of course,” Jensen grinned, as he leapt up from the bed.
Josh and Mac laughed uproariously as they fled down the stairs and ran across the entrance hall into the almost blinding sunlight of the afternoon. Josh almost collided with the house staff who were carrying Jensen’s luggage inside, and Justin caught Mac around the waist and swung her around in the air, before setting her down and letting her run across the creepers and onto the lawn with her twin.
Jensen finally caught up with them and they all collapsed onto the grass, Jensen smothering them with kisses as they shrieked with laughter and flailed around. When Jensen released them, he fell back onto the soft grass and smiled up at Justin, who was looking at him with amusement.
“Why don’t you come down here and give me a kiss, Mr. Hartley,” Jensen said, trailing a finger up Justin’s pant-leg.
“I don’t mind if I do,” he replied, as he kneeled down and gently kissed Jensen’s pink mouth.
“Grooosss,” the twins chorused, before Mackenzie sat up and pointed at the road, “Look! The circus is coming to town!”
She and Josh clapped their hands excitedly, and then looked at Jensen with pleading eyes, “Please can we go, Jensen?”
Jensen couldn’t help but laugh at their hopeful expressions, “Oh alright, you two terrors! We’ll go tomorrow morning.”
It was Jensen’s turn to be smothered in kisses as his grateful siblings fell on him.
Continue to Part II of I: http://lightthequiet.livejournal.com/830.html