Screaming Color - Ch. 13 That's How You Get The [Boy]
Title: Screaming Color (13/14)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Warnings: Past abuse (physical and emotional), referenced rape/non-con
Disclaimer: I do not personally know, nor do I own, Jensen or Jared. This is purely fictional.
Summary (shortened): Jared escapes his hometown, and his past, for a fresh start in the bright and busy city of New York. Jensen has been stationed in the city for the better part of the last four years. When they finally get together, neither one wants to let their fears or scars hold them back. But when the world around you doesn’t actually know you, and the demons of your past threaten to break you, can love really conqueror all?
A/N: Any feedback is welcome! It fuels the fire :) *gasp* It only took me a day!
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Chapter Thirteen: How To Get The [Boy]
I want you for worse or for better
I would wait, forever and ever
Broke you heart, I’ll put it back together
I would wait forever and ever
And that’s how it works
It’s how you get the [boy].
‘How You Get The Girl’ by Taylor Swift, 1989.
Jared sighed, leaning back into the seat, his hands resting over the top of the steering wheel. Sometimes he didn’t know why he refused to park at the furthest subway station and take the train into Manhattan. He punched the radio dial, changing the station again for what felt like the 100th time in the past half hour. Saving a bit of money every month was not worth being stuck in the morning traffic every time he got out just a bit too late.
He cheered silently when the cars in front of him began to move. He pressed the car forward and hoped he would get further than a few feet this time. He wanted to get home before Jensen had to leave for class…
He smiled at the thought. They had bought a small house, forty minutes outside of the city in Harrison (though, on mornings like this it, commute could take Jared up to two hours). Jensen had busied himself for the first two months fixing up each room, painting the walls, building shelves and bookcases, building a brick patio off the back deck, and they had both refused to acknowledge or talk about what Jensen’s plans were. Until they had no other choice.
”Hey babe! I’m outside!” Jared called through the open screen door, settling back into the lawn chair to soak up more of the summer sunshine. A slam of the cupboard and refrigerator were all he was answered. “Jensen?” He asked, pushing his sunglasses back and leaning over to look into the house.
Jensen was leaning against the wall of the hallway, his eyes closed as he drank deeply from a beer he had gotten from the fridge. He opened his eyes, meeting Jared’s for a moment before turning away, tipping back the beer again.
“Jensen?” Jared pushed out of the chair, pushing open the screen door to follow Jensen back into the kitchen. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Jensen hissed, dropping the empty bottle into the recycling bin and reaching into the fridge for a second. “Absolutely fucking nothing.”
“Right.” Jared said softly, watching as Jensen downed the second beer, barely coming up for a breath. “How about you grab a soda this time?” He said when Jensen reached into the fridge again.
“What are you, my mother?” Jensen shot at him, making a show of opening up his third beer and taking a long draw, eyes locked on Jared.
“Well.” Jared tore his eyes away, his stomach twisting. “When you’re done being an asshole? Come and find me.” Silence fell over them. As Jared turned to leave the kitchen, Jensen called out, his voice slicing through the silence.
“I’m being discharged.” Jared froze, but didn’t turn around. He heard the clink of the beer bottle on the countertop, Jensen’s clothing shuffling as he moved. “They’re kicking me out. I haven’t gotten enough mobility back… I told… I told them I could work harder, that I would work harder… but they said I was above 30% disabled and that… They just…” Jensen’s voice broke and Jared turned with his arms open, Jensen immediately falling into them.
“It’s okay, Jen.” Jared whispered, tightening his arms around Jensen’s back, holding onto him as silent sobs shook his shoulders.
“I’m nothing.” Jensen whispered into Jared’s shirt, hands gripping the fabric tight. “They think I’m broken, I’m useless.”
“No, Jensen. No you’re not. You served your country and you paid for it in one of the worst ways.” Jared pulled him back slightly to meet his eyes. “I am so proud of you, for everything you’ve gone through and the progress you’ve made. Just because you can’t be active duty, doesn’t mean you can’t be involved.”
“I’m not going to be a fucking recruiter.” Jensen scoffed, wiping at his eyes now that he was calmer.
“Well, that’s probably not your only option. We will figure something else out, okay? No matter what, you’re still a soldier. And you served your country and your men. Don’t you dare tell yourself otherwise.” Jensen nodded slowly, pressing his lips to Jared’s softly. Jared kissed him back, wrinkling his nose at the smell of beer that greeted him.
“I’m sorry.” Jensen whispered, pulling them together again and laying his head on Jared’s chest. Jared nodded.
Jensen had gone to a few meetings down at the base, his out-processing took a huge toll out of him emotionally, but he had come home after one meeting, smiling ear to ear. He had decided to go back and finish law school so he could work as a defense attorney for military families.
Jared was relieved as Jensen’s drive returned, and he watched as his boyfriend threw himself into applying to law schools in the city, setting up meetings to meet with the Dean due to his late application, and he had come home the week before with an acceptance to NYU School of Law.
Jared sighed again as the traffic came to a halt, and turned his head to look out the window. People were fighting to enjoy their last bits of summer, toting kids around with towels slung over their shoulders and carrying coolers on their way to the local pools. Jared’s phone buzzed beside him, causing him to jump and look down.
“Hey, babe.” He answered, leaning into the phone. “I’m stuck in traffic.”
“Yeah, I figured as much. I have to head out. I don’t want to get stuck and be late for my first lecture.” Jensen sighed on the other end and Jared could hear him rustling around, packing up his bag.
“Okay. I’ll see you when you get home? Don’t eat there, okay? I have something special planned for you.” Jared smiled, easing the car forward again as the traffic started to move. “We should celebrate.”
“Alright babe.” Jensen chuckled. “Love you, Jay.”
“Love you more.”
Jared sighed, now that he wasn’t in a rush to get home, the traffic was moving at a steady pace. Figures. He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel, thoughts drifting back to Jensen who was probably well on his way to stopping for a fresh cup of coffee. He smiled to himself again.
Although Jensen didn’t like to hear it, he was proud of how far Jensen had come, how far both of them had come. When they got into their new house, Jared needed it to be a fresh start for them both. He had signed himself up for counseling and had made it from three days a week down to once every two weeks. Although there were small things that ended up reminding him of Chad, he was at a place where he could accept the memories from the good part of their relationship and be okay with it.
Jensen had ended up making friends with a few of the guys he met in the out-processing and Jared was shocked when Jensen came home one night and said he had gone to a support group for PTSD on base. Jared had barely let Jensen get the rest of his story out before he took him right there in the middle of the living room.
They were definitely in a good place.
Jared was finally able to merge onto the highway, glad to be going above 15 mph for once. He reached down for his phone again, holding down the center button to engage Siri.
“Call Tom.” He said into the bottom of the phone.
“Calling Tom…” Siri’s robotic voice sang out before the phone was connected.
“Hey, J-man. What’s up?” Tom came onto the other end before the phone was muffled, “Come on guys! Do not make me add on remedial PT for tomorrow as well!”
“Are you busy?” Jared asked, chuckling to himself. They had only seen Tom twice since the rest of the unit had come back from Afghanistan. Tom had helped them move into the new house, but once Jensen had gotten news of his discharge, he had ignored most of Tom’s calls up until recently.
“Naw… What’s up? Is Jackles okay?” He asked, concern filtering through his voice.
“Oh yeah, he’s good. That’s actually why I called… I want to celebrate tonight. I’m thinking of having a BBQ or something. Think you can make it?”
“Well, we won’t be out of here until 6… is 7 too late to start?”
“No, Jensen probably won’t be home until around there anyways. I think his last class is at four…” Jared trailed off, trying to picture the schedule they had taped onto the fridge.
“Alright, awesome. I forgot he started classes today. Pretty soon that fucker’s going to be smarter than me!” Tom laughed.
“Oh, impossible.”
“Yeah, yeah. You’re just saying that because I’m so damn pretty. Want me to bring anything? Any of the boys? A date?”
“You can bring anything or anyone you want. I’ll be heading to the store to pick up some burgers and stuff. If you want to drink something specific just bring that, you know what we have.” Jared said, checking his rearview mirror before changing lanes.
“Alright! I’m excited. It’s gonna be good to see you guys.” The sincerity in Tom’s voice made him feel a little guilty he hadn’t pushed Jensen more to talk to his best friend. But that was their deal.
“Yeah, it will be good to see you too. I’ll see you tonight.” He smiled as he hung up and briefly wondered if it was too short a notice to get Jensen’s parents up for dinner as well…
***
“Mackenzie, you’re insane.” Jared said, his eyes wide as Jensen’s sister came waltzing in through the front door, her arms loaded with baking supplies.
“Well, I know you two probably don’t make much that isn’t from a box… and I think that this celebration deserves a cake that isn’t half crushed from a grocery store!” Jared chuckled as he took some of the supplies out of her arms and followed her into the kitchen.
“I just hope you don’t expect me to help.” He said, eyeing the bag of flour and sugar Mackenzie had started to rip open.
“Don’t you worry, I’ve got this covered. You just go and pick up the house.” Jared gave her a look causing her to roll her eyes. “Jared! If you’re having a party you’re supposed to clean every room of the house!”
“I figured we would be outside…” He said, stopping when she glared at him.
“Boys. Seriously? It doesn’t matter. People like to look, especially since not everyone has seen your new house. Every room! Now go!” She shoved him out of the kitchen, whipping a dish rag and a few bottles of cleaner into his arms.
“Did you bring these too?” He laughed, looking down at the new bottles. “We do have cleaning supplies you know.”
“Less talking, more cleaning.” She smirked, cracking a towel so it hit the back of his leg before throwing it over her shoulder. “And put on some music while you’re at it.”
“Yes, Ma’am!” Jared saluted her and ran around the corner before he caught the look on her face. He paused in the living room to slide Jensen’s iPod into the dock, setting his music to shuffle. He hoped his sister had the same taste in music…
He paused for a second as a Journey song started playing, smiling to himself when he heard Mackenzie belting out the lyrics. He looked down at the cleaning supplies in his hand and sighed as he made his way into the downstairs bathroom to start his mission.
Jensen was glad he was doing this. Despite the fact that his hand was in a constant cramp, threatening to pop off at any second, from the pages upon pages of notes he’d taken today. Despite the fact that his stomach was eating itself from the inside because he hadn’t thought to grab a snack before his second lecture, telling himself that three hours was really nothing. Despite the fact that he had gotten the wrong edition of the book, because he hadn’t logged into his student account and checked his email, because the Professor preferred the older edition.
He tried not to watch the second hand dragging its way slowly around the clock face. But he would be lying if he said he wasn’t ready for a beer, pajamas and dinner with Jared.
When the Professor started packing up his own belongings and rattling off the next three chapters (three chapters? Seriously?), he wanted them to read for next week, Jensen was glad he wasn’t the only student in the class that exhaled a sigh of relief.
He would have to tell Jared just how much he appreciated his boyfriend talking him out of taking a full course load. As it was, Jensen was taking two lectures and a clinical. He had to get special permission from the Dean to attend the clinical he was registered in and next week he had a few placement tests to take to see if any of the courses he had completed before he signed up for the Army were still in his mind.
Yet another thing to study for.
He made a note in his cell phone to check Amazon for a cheap version of the older edition of his book, trying to ignore the fact that he had spent $400 on a brand new version that would probably only sell for half the price because it had been opened. He sighed in relief as he struggled through the crowds of students milling around the building until he made it back onto New York’s streets.
“Hey, why aren’t you answering your phone?” He was connected almost directly to Jared’s voicemail and he shifted his bag higher on his shoulder as he made his way towards the direction of the subway. “Well, I am just out of class now. I’m heading to the subway so I should be home in an hour and a half, I would hope. I am starting to think we should look into two cars… You think the subways are bad? Nothing compared to the bus ride after. See you soon.” He shoved his phone back into his pocket, glad he had worn a button down shirt over his t-shirt. Now that the sun was setting, there was no denying fall was well on its way…
When he was finally seated in the bus, he pulled a knee up to his chest, shifting his body in the seat to face the window. He was grateful there weren’t many people on the bus for the trip back to Harrison and he was able to keep his bag on the seat beside him.
In front of him, a woman sat up from her nap and immediately stared in on an extremely animate conversation with her cell phone.
“No, Judy. I swear to God, it was the most romantic thing ever! Of course I said yes, wouldn’t you have?” She giggled and Jensen tried to tune her out, fumbling with the front of his bag to find his headphones. “Judy… I’m going to be married! Can you believe it?”
Jensen’s heart stopped at the word and his fingers found something else in his bag beside his head phones. He pulled out the small red box, toying it in his fingers. The box felt heavy in his hands, warm to the touch, but he couldn’t put it down.
“Jensen?” Jared called from the bedroom and Jensen poked his head out from the master bath where he was putting away towels and unpacking the toiletries.
“Oh.” Jensen saw what Jared held in his hand, his brow furrowed as he looked between the golden band and Jensen’s face. Jensen closed his eyes, knowing the inscription on the band and cursing himself for forgetting he had tossed it into his nightstand box. “I think I’m going to try to sell it, you know?”
Jared nodded slowly, looking down at the band again. “I didn’t know you were going to ask him to marry you.” He said softly.
“Jay.” Jensen left his position against the bathroom door and took the ring from Jared’s hands, shoving it into his back pocket. “It was almost six years ago. We are all very different people. And I am so glad I didn’t ask him, because then I wouldn’t be standing here with you.” Jared nodded, kissing him softly before returning to finish unpacking the box he had been working on.
Jensen had gone the next morning to get groceries and stopped at the local Jeweler’s before he did anything else. One minute he was planning on how to get the best price out of the golden band and the next he was gushing to the clerk at the counter about how great Jared was and how happy he had been and was walking out of the store with a brand new band in tow.
“Judy, I seriously never thought he would ask me.” The woman continued on and Jensen found himself engaged in her conversation. “He’s never really told me what he wanted before, you know? I’ve been more than adamant about the future I see… but this was the first time he ever took that step, you know?”
Jensen bit his lower lip, looking back down at the box in his hand. He still couldn’t believe he was sitting here with the box in his hand.
They had never talked about it before. Both of them had joked around, saying they would be lost without the other. Jensen was the first to say he would die without Jared around, even if his goal was trying to get Jared to prepare dinner. Truer words had never been spoken.
Jensen exhaled, his stomach suddenly twisting in knots.
What if he did ask the question? What if Jared said no? He swallowed hard at the thought. Jared had been the one to suggest getting a house together, to move their relationship forward, but everything else?
Hell, gay marriage was legal in New York, in the majority of the states, but their home state was still adamantly against it. If they traveled home together to visit Jared’s family? They wouldn’t even be recognized.
“Not something you have to worry about seeing as you’re not actually married, Ackles.” He muttered to himself, shoving the ring into his pocket and zipping the bag closed again. He settled back into the seat, fingertips tracing the box through his jeans.
Did he even want to be married? He chewed on the inside of his lip. Although coming out to his unit and Tom wasn’t in his plans, well, ever… he had been shocked at the recognition Jared had received as his partner and the acceptance from almost all of the guys. He actually felt ashamed that he had hidden their relationship… especially from Tom.
But getting married? Everyone would know. He pressed down on the box, the corner digging into his thigh. Jared would be walking around with his ring on his finger, showing the rest of the world he belonged to someone, he would be his husband. And didn’t that thought ignite something deep inside…
Jensen straightened up in his seat, letting both of his feet fall onto the floor. His stop would be coming up next, and suddenly, he couldn’t wait to be home. He was going to do it. He was going to tell Jared exactly how he felt, everything he felt, and exactly what he wanted.
The tendrils curling through his stomach were hard to describe, and he exhaled slowly. He was going to do this. He was going to ask Jared to marry him.
He couldn’t stop the smile that spread to his lips as he tugged his bag up from the seat and made his way off the bus, smiling wider when he saw Jared waiting for him at the bus stop.
“Hey baby.” Jared smiled as he approached, his arms immediately surrounding Jensen’s back and pulling him in for a kiss. Jensen kissed him back, melting against his lips.\
“Broke out the beanies?” He said as they broke apart, reaching up to rustle it around the top of Jared’s head.
“It’s officially fall.” Jared replied, batting his hand away and moving towards the car. “Are you hungry? Tom brought over some sort of… well… thing…”
“Tom?” Jensen asked as he slipped into the passenger seat, kicking his bag down between his legs and turning to give Jared a questioning look. He could feel the smile slipping off of his face.
“Well, I wanted to celebrate… And we haven’t had many people around to see the house yet, so I figured we could kill two birds with one stone. Is that okay?” Jared asked, hesitating over the ignition as he looked over Jensen’s posture. “Fuck, Jen… you’re probably tired and I didn’t really think…”
“No, it’s okay.” Jensen shook his head quickly, trying not to show his disappointment. He turned in the seat, blatantly aware of the ring box digging against him. “It will be nice to see everyone.”
“They’re really excited.” Jared replied, all smiles again as he shifted the car into park. “It’s a Tuesday night so they’re not going to stay late. And if you have to get away to do homework or anything, I’ll make sure no one bothers you, okay?” Jared’s eyes continued to flick over to him and Jensen made sure he smiled back at him every time.
“Yeah, Jay. It’s fine. I’ll let you know. Is food going to be ready when we get there? I’m starved.”
Jared rattled on about the day spent with his sister and Jensen’s smile was real instead of forced. He was glad Mackenzie and Jared had figured out their differences and enjoyed spending time together. Jared had said a few times how much she reminded him of his own sister, and Jensen was glad that when he missed his family he was able to find comfort in Jensen’s own.
When they pulled up to the house, Jensen choked on the water he was sipping.
“A few people?” He said, spinning around, eyes wide to stare at Jared.
“I told Tom he could invite a few people…” Jared said, eyes just as wide as he took in their driveway and the cars that spilled out to park alongside the road. “I figured… Fuck. I did not buy enough burgers.”
Jensen couldn’t help the laugh that rolled out of him. Jared turned to him, eyes still wide.
“I can’t feed this many people!”
“Jay, I’m sure if Tom invited half the unit, most of them brought something. Don’t worry.” He reached over to squeeze Jared’s leg before letting himself out of the car and into the mass of people he had been neglecting the past few months.
Jared had stayed by his side until he was sucked into the group of his army buddies, all of them passing stories about the rest of the deployment that he and Tom had missed. He smiled despite himself, finding he had missed their company more than he cared to admit. He looked up to find Jared watching him, a concerned look on his face, from across the room. He smiled and nodded at him. I’m good.
“So you and Jared.” Tom nudged his shoulder, drawing his attention back. “I never thought I would see you buying a house.” He smiled, handing Jensen a beer.
“I know.” Jensen smiled, taking a drag of it. “Hard to believe.”
“I’m happy for you.” Tom said after a moment, shrugging his shoulders. “I mean, really, Jen. It’s what everyone wants, someone in their life that’s going to make them happy. And you’ve got that.”
“Yeah.” Jensen whispered, following Jared’s back as he slipped onto the patio to tend to the grill or talk with the people outside. “I do.” He smiled, looking down at the beer in his hand. “Tom… get everyone outside.” He said, shoving the beer into Tom’s hand and pushing his way through the people in their house. He didn’t wait for Tom’s reply, couldn’t wait for it.
He looked around the yard, spotting Jared sitting at their patio table talking to Mackenzie. He smiled, walking over to them and gripping Jared’s shoulder to turn him around.
“Everyone outside!” Tom’s voice bellowed from the house and Jensen tried not to cringe. Subtle.
“What is he doing?” Jared laughed, his eyes following the people streaming out into their yard.
“I…” He swallowed hard, finding all eyes on him. He could feel the blush creeping up his neck and he tore his eyes away from their friends and their family to see Jared staring up at him with a confused smile, looking sexy as hell. Jensen smiled back. “I have something I need to say! Jared?” He said, reaching out for Jared’s hand and dropping down to his knee in the grass. He could hear the collection of gasps and murmurs from behind him, but he stayed focused on Jared’s eyes, shining blue and glassy as they widened to stare back at him. “Jared Padalecki.”
Jared swallowed hard, eyes darting across Jensen’s face. He could feel his heartbeat pounding in his chest as he watched Jensen lick his lips and say his name again.
“Jared Padalecki. I love you.” Jensen smiled, pulling his hand to his lips, pressing them against the back of his hand. Jared swallowed hard. “The past year has been crazy… to say the least. But it has been eye opening as well. I can’t even begin to describe the influence and power you’ve had over my life, and over my heart.
“If someone had told me a year ago that I would be sitting here, in a house I owned with the man I loved, surrounded by my friends? I would’ve laughed at them. There was no way in my mind that I could ever have this, that I could ever be truly happy or be myself. And then you came into my life, after you tore out my apartment half naked like a bat out of hell,” Jensen smiled and Jared chuckled, remembering the first night they had met. “And you changed everything.
“For the first time? I wanted to scream out that I had found someone. Someone that was funny, charming, sexy.” Jensen squeezed his fingers, sending a shock straight through to his heart. “Someone that listened to me, cared about me…. Someone that I knew was the one. Jared, you’re the strongest person I know. The things that you have been through… the strides you’ve made to be this accomplished and amazing man before me… Anyone would be lucky to have you. I don’t know where I would be right now if it weren’t for you, Jay.” Jensen smiled, shifting his position on the grass and Jared froze as he watched Jensen pull out a small red box from his pocket. “Jared, I truly don’t deserve you. But I love you, more than anything in this entire world and I can’t imagine you not being at my side. As clichéd and perfect as it sounds, will you make me that lucky man? Will you be my husband?” Jensen’s fingers shook as they slipped from Jared’s grasp and opened up the small box to reveal a thick silver band.
“Jensen.” Jared whispered, eyes flicking back and forth between the band and the emerald eyes staring back at him. Jared’s own hands were shaking as he took the small box, pulling the band out to hold it between his fingers. Was this seriously even a question?
“Yes, it’s seriously a question.” Jensen whispered and Jared flushed when he realized he had said his thought aloud.
Jared pitched forward, slipping out of the chair he was sitting in to his knees on the grass before Jensen. He threw his arms around Jensen’s shoulder’s almost knocking his boyfriend, no fiancé to the ground before he sealed their lips together.
“Yes.” He whispered into Jensen’s mouth, kissing him again. “God, yes!”
Around them the backyard erupted into cheers and congratulations and Jared laughed in Jensen’s arms, wondering how he had forgotten the fact that they were surrounded by at least thirty people.
“I love you.” Jensen whispered into his ear, squeezing him once before letting him go and sitting back on his heels, his face split into a wide smile as people came over to them, clapping them both on the back.
“You’re going to be my brother!” Mackenzie cried out, tears in her eyes as she flung her arms around Jared’s neck, kissing both of his cheeks.
Jared felt like he was floating, his face starting to hurt from the smile that was permanently attached to his face as he said thank you to everyone around them. Tom had taken over the grilling duties and was soon calling out that food was ready, letting people move towards their dinners and giving him and Jensen room to breathe.
“Thanks.” Jensen said, throwing himself into one of the chairs and accepting a plate from Tom.
“No problem, that’s what friends are for.” Tom nodded, sinking down into a chair across from Jared. “When you told me you wanted me to get people out here, I thought you were going to tell us you were pregnant.”
“Fucker.” Jared laughed as Jensen tossed a grilled pepper across the table at Tom’s face. Tom ducked the flying vegetable, eyes dancing as he looked back up.
“I’m happy for you guys.” He said after a moment, before excusing himself to get a plate of his own.
“Burger?” Jensen asked, pushing his plate in between them.
“I’m too… excited? I don’t know. I can’t eat.” Jared replied, looking down at his hand where Jensen had slipped the ring onto his finger moments before they had been swarmed. “God.”
“I was almost afraid you would say no.” Jensen said, and Jared looked up to see him staring at Jared’s hand, a strange smile on his face.
“You kidding me?” Jared laughed, kicking his foot under the table. “I never expected… I would have never said no.” Jensen smiled and continued to eat.
With news of their engagement, Jared was surprised when people started trickling out soon after they had finished eating.
“I told them we didn’t have any hard liquor so they would have to party elsewhere.” Tom said, holding open a trash bag as Jensen picked up random plates and bottles left around the back yard. Jared gave him a look and he shrugged. “Mind reader.”
“Well, fine by me. I have a lot of homework to do.” Jensen smirked, looking over his shoulder at Jared.
“Smooth. Have to map out your new Finance?” Tom rolled his eyes and Jensen replied with a short laugh. Jared could feel his cheeks flush, but it was hardly from embarrassment.
They worked around the backyard until nothing was left and then Tom bid them both goodnight, making plans to meet up with Jensen at the bar later that week and promising not to set him up with a hot blonde.
“But dude, you’re still my wingman. You have to help me get laid. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Tom added as he made his way to the front door. He paused, his hand on the handle. “Actually, do everything I wouldn’t do.” He smirked before closing the door behind him.
“Upstairs, Fiancé?” Jared whispered, raising an eyebrow in question toward Jensen whose eyes widened in response before he turned and ran up the stairs.
Jensen met Jared at the door to their bedroom, wrapping his arms around his back and pulling them together. Jared gasped and Jensen swallowed it down, flicking his tongue across Jared’s as he pulled them deeper into the room.
“Fiance sounds so good… I can’t wait to hear husband.” Jensen whispered, twisting them around and pushing Jared down on the bed. Jared gasped, his cock swelling in his jeans. Jensen smirked, pulling his shift off and tossing it behind him before reaching for Jared’s.
“Jensen.” Jared whispered as he scooted up on the bed, falling back into the pillows. Jensen didn’t miss a beat, matching his movements and pressing himself against Jared, catching his lower lip between his teeth.
“Now I can say you’re all mine.” Jensen whispered, kissing him deeply. Jared’s hands made their way up Jensen’s back, fingers pressing into the muscles there, pressing them closer. He raised his hips, pressing them together and eliciting a soft hiss from Jensen above him.
“I was always yours.” He whispered, crushing their lips together again. They took their time, exploring each other’s mouths, hands pulling and teasing as they went. When Jensen finally pulled back to look down on him, Jared was left gasping for breath.
“You’re so beautiful, Jared.” Jensen whispered, eyes never breaking their contact with Jared’s own as he flicked his fingers across the buttons of his jeans, opening them and slowly dragging them down. Jared lifted his hips slightly to allow Jensen to pull the fabric down completely before collapsing against Jared’s chest and kissing him again.
Jared gasped at the feel of scratchy denim pressed against his entire length and Jensen smirked against his lips, dancing his hands down to gently play across Jared’s swollen flesh. Jared bucked up against his hand, demanding.
“We have all the time in the world, baby.” Jensen laughed but moved to start undoing his own pants.
“That’s great, but I want you now.” Jared whispered back, watching as Jensen removed the rest of his clothing and settled back between Jared’s legs. The both moaned as their bodies became flush against each other, and Jared soaked in every bit of warmth Jensen was offering. “Make love to me, Jensen.”
Jensen responded with a soft kiss, reaching over to the night stand for the bottle of lube. Jared let his legs fall open, his hands running in circles up and down Jensen’s arms.
“Love you.” Jensen whispered, rolling some of the gel around his fingers to warm it up before pressing against Jared’s entrance. Jared gasped as Jensen pushed in slightly, moving his fingers in circles as he stretched the tight muscle.
“God, Jen. I love you.” Jared groaned, grinding his hips down against Jensen’s fingers. Jensen kissed along his chest, catching a nipple between his lips. He sucked gently as he pressed in deeper, fingers stretching and searching. Jared gasped, arching his hips off the bed as Jensen bit gently down on the tightened nub, his fingers twisting and finding the soft bundle of nerves deep inside. He moved across Jared’s chest, groaning against his chest as Jared’s finger nails dug into his shoulders and his fingers moved deliciously in and out of Jared’s body.
Jensen’s fingers slipped out of him and Jared immediately missed them, his mouth falling open in protest until Jensen shifted, covering his body again. He captured his lips, one hand finding Jared’s and pressing them together into the mattress. He pushed in slowly, and Jared gasped at the slight burn he felt, forcing himself to relax. Jensen moved slowly, peppering Jared’s face with kisses across his cheekbones, forehead, eyelids and lips until he was fully seated in Jared’s body.
“God, Jared. You always feel so good.” He whispered, pressing their lips together as he pulled back out, pushing in again and setting a slow pace. Jared moaned in response, his free hand twisting around the back of Jensen’s neck and keeping them together.
They moved together slowly, the sounds of their gasps and flesh against flesh echoing in the room. Jared could feel the steady build deep in his stomach and as if sensing it too, Jensen reached between them to wrap his long fingers around Jared’s cock, stroking him gently in stride with his hips.
“Fuck, Jensen.” Jared groaned from deep in his throat, bucking his hips up. “You’re killing me.”
“Don’t want that.” Jensen laughed, pulling back slowly before snapping his hips forward, the head of his cock pressing at all the right places. Jared gasped and felt himself twitch between Jensen’s fingers. Jensen kissed him again, snapping his hips forward every few thrusts, making sure he hit the small bundle of nerves every time.
Jared couldn’t comprehend the words and moans that were spilling out of his mouth. He moved his hips up to meet Jensen’s and felt the muscles of Jensen’s back shifting with him. He gasped again, tingling starting to build in the base of his spine and Jensen nodded as his fingers tightened together.
“Fuck, Jen.” Jared whispered, finding Jensen’s lips again. He moaned into Jensen’s mouth, feeling Jensen’s grip tighten and twist around him. “Fuck, yes!” He groaned loudly, his release spilling between them, coating Jensen’s fingers and their stomachs. Jensen gasped above him, his hips faltering as he thrust once, twice more, before collapsing against Jared’s chest, breathing hard.
“Mmm.” He mumbled, shifting his weight so he was still surrounded by Jared but not crushing him. He pressed his lips into Jared’s neck and Jared felt himself shiver.
“MmmHmmm.” Jared replied, letting their heads fall together. They lay in silence, their breathing evening out after a few moments. Jensen reached down to find their comforter and pulled it up over them, ignoring the look he got from Jared.
“I’ll do laundry tomorrow.” He said, closing his eyes and tucking himself back into Jared’s neck. “Only because I’m the best husband-to-be ever.”
“Yes you are.” Jared whispered, smiling in the darkness. “Yes, you are.”
Chapter Fourteen: Epilogue