The Circle of Us 2/5 - Jared/Jensen - NC-17
Title: The Circle of Us 2/5
Author: anyothergirl415
Artist: bt_kady
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Christian/Sandy
Words: ~30,800
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 - underage (the boys are 17), teen pregnancy, mpreg, homophobia
Summary: Jared and Jensen have been friends from Kindergarten and Jensen fell for Jared without meaning too. But coming together, sharing everything for the first time, is the least of the challenges waiting for them in the not too distant future.
"You wanna talk about it?"
Jared couldn't get his gaze to lift from the scrapbook open on his lap. He'd been staring at it for hours now, too long to count, and every time he blinked all he saw was the crushed, devastated look on Jensen's face right before he'd run away the night before. Now that the shock had settled some, Jared was seeing everything with different eyes.
"Jared? Baby?" Mama sighed and, pushing off the doorframe, walked slowly over to Jared until she was close enough to reach out and caress his hair. "I'm worried about you."
"I'm okay," Jared shrugged, managing a weak smile up at Mama. "Just... thinking about some things."
Mama hummed softly and nudged Jared back until there was enough room for her to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. Her arm curled slowly around Jared, fingers stroking over his arm, lips pressing to his temple in a gentle kiss. "You know honey, however you feel, no matter what happens, I will always love you with all I am."
That had never really been something Jared was even remotely worried about. The idea of his Mama not loving him anymore because of the way he felt was ridiculous. Still, the very fact that she'd thought to say something like that had Jared's eyes snapping wide open as he turned to face her.
"What do you mean?" He was almost afraid of her answer. Because he'd spent the entire night - and day afterward - trying to accept that his best friend was in love and he was getting there, it wasn't so shocking anymore. The idea that he could feel the same... Jared wasn't ready to go there yet.
"You boys always did have a special sort of relationship. I watched you both grow up and learn so much about the world together. Feeling as you do, caring so much, it's almost to be expected."
For some reason the very notion that this would be expected of him made a burst of anger flare through Jared. He pushed away from his Mama and passed across the room, arms flailing out at his sides. "It's not like I'm in love- I don't have these feelings about Chad or Chris. Or Danneel, hell, not even Sandy and I thought I could see myself dating her. And it's not like I really have feelings for Jen... it's... maybe it's just because we're so close. Maybe we just need some time apart."
"So the way he's avoided you all week, that hasn't bothered you at all? You think it's for the best?" Mama folded her arms across her chest, giving Jared a look that was a little too liking for his taste.
Jared thought about the last five or so days without Jensen and just like that all the anger seeped out of him. With a heavy sigh he turned back to the bed, dropping down on the mattress beside his Mama and letting his head fall to rest on her shoulder. It felt like all the emotions of the last week were pressing down on his shoulders and really, all Jared wanted to do was see Jensen. He wanted to hug the boy, pull comfort from him, lie in bed for hours and talk about everything under the moon.
It wasn't a secret he missed Jensen, it was the reason he'd gone to The Shack last night even though it was one of the nights he'd usually spend with his Mama. But the way he missed Jensen now was like an ache somewhere deep in his chest, a longing that was practically unbearable.
"I've never been with anyone Mama," Jared muttered, feeling the flush of heat crawling up his cheeks. This wasn't really the conversation he wanted to have with her, but it wasn't as if he had many options at this point. "How do I know that it's not just... circumstance? How do I know it's not because of all the time we spend together? Because if it's just that, but we get together anyway, and something happens... I can't lose him Mama. I really, really can't. So what if I fuck up our entire lifelong friendship over... god knows what?"
"Jared, what do you think love is, son?" Mama laughed softly and ruffled his hair, nudging Jared back to give him a knowing smile. "You always take that risk of losing someone when you let yourself feel more but that's what makes it all so great. That feeling when you know someone is completely worth all of the risks."
Jared was pretty sure Jensen was worth any risk - if anyone was, it was Jensen - but the idea of losing his best friend was absolutely terrifying. Jared threaded his fingers together and squeezed tightly. "And... if I do think he is, worth the risk I mean, how do I keep it all from falling apart? God, Mama, I'm not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, even I can admit to that."
Mama tipped her head back in a laugh even as she pushed up to stand, ruffling fingers through Jared's hair. "I have this feeling you two will work it out somehow. Considering how Jensen feels about you, pretty sure he'd not about to let you go any time soon."
Jared watched his Mama walk out of his room, wondering just how she'd figured out everything regarding Jensen's feelings. Sometimes when it came to his Mama, it was just better to take her advice, though Jared wasn't entirely sure where to begin fixing things with Jensen.
It seemed safer to not reach out to Jensen until Monday, until Jared had taken some time to really consider what he was going to say and what he really felt. The plan had seemed really smart, especially when he talked to Mama about it and she spent the entire weekend with him cuddled up on the couch watching some of their favorite movies.
But by the time he stepped onto the school grounds on Monday morning, he was starting to rethink his decision. Jensen was nowhere to be found, not on the front steps or outside his locker and Jared's heart sank just a little heavier in his chest. Maybe avoiding Jensen hadn't been the right call.
What if he'd fucked everything up because he needed time to figure shit out?
He was just starting to freak out about the possibility that he'd fucked up all of his friendships when he spotted Danneel. Jared blew out a shaky breath and pushed through the crowd, grabbing the girl's arm to keep from losing her in the student mass.
"God, Dani," Jared exhaled in a rush, gripping the girl even tighter because he didn't think he could handle anyone leaving him. He was desperate for Jensen by this point but he'd take any connection from his friendships that he could get.
"Jared? Are you okay?" Danneel turned to face him and Jared was relieved to see she didn't look angry. Maybe she'd even understand, if Jared could figure out the right way to explain everything to her. "You never answered my texts this weekend."
"I know. I'm sorry, I was avoiding everyone. That was shitty." Jared slowly released the girl's thin arm and lifted his hand, pushing it back through his hair slowly. "I needed some time to sort myself out."
"I get that. Was kind of a lot." Danneel shut her locker and leaned against the metal, eyes scanning down the hall slowly. "So... did you do it? Get your brain all sorted?"
A slight smile lifted Jared's lips and he shrugged. "I think so. Have you seen Jensen around? I really need to talk to him."
Danneel considered him for a long moment and it felt like she was trying to read his mind. Jared didn't mind, he knew Danneel had a fierce protective streak of Jensen and he couldn't blame her. Jensen deserved to be protected. Finally, a smile lifted the girl's lips and Jared was relieved - and maybe a little surprised - that she could read the emotions behind his eyes. "Last I saw he was out on the bleachers with Sandy."
"Okay, great, I'm just gonna..." Jared gestured toward the school doors, heart kick starting at the very thought of seeing Jensen again.
God, how had he not realized before that his best friend made him feel this way and of course, it meant something more?
Jensen was perched on the top bench of the stadium bleachers, facing Sandy so all Jared could see was the back of his head. Even that seemed to be enough to make Jared's palms sweat and he swallowed the lump in his throat as he forced himself forward. Jared knew things would be okay between them, as long as he managed to get everything he was thinking out without making anything worse.
They obviously saw him coming. At least by the time Jared reached the top of the bleachers both were facing him, Sandy's eyes wide and Jensen's guarded and narrowed in a way that made Jared's chest tightening uncomfortably. Jared shoved his hands into his pockets, ducking his head down and rocking forward on the metal bench.
"Hey. Can I um, can we talk for a few minutes? Before class?" Jared thought about adding alone but one quick glance over to Sandy and the girl was jumping up, fumbling for her canvas bag and slinging it quickly up over her shoulder.
"I'll see you guys at lunch." Sandy dipped down and kissed Jensen's cheek, saying something Jared couldn't hear. She gave Jared a soft smile as she straightened up, squeezing his arm as she passed and jogged down the bleachers.
Jared turned to watch her go, blowing out a shaky breath before climbing up the last step, slowly dropping to sit on the metal beside Jensen. "So, I kind of freaked out."
"Kind of." Jensen nodded, arms folding across his chest, pulling in on himself. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't have just unloaded that all on you like that."
"No, you should have. I needed to know. Hell, I asked what it was all about didn't I?" Jared smiled weakly over at Jensen then looked away, twisting his sweaty fingers together.
It was silent for a few long, uncomfortable moments and Jared was pretty sure he was about to be sick all over the front of his jeans. Why was did it feel like this between them now? Jared kept coming back to the idea that things between them were ruined forever. He didn't know how to change that.
"I miss you," Jensen whispered just before the silence could reach the point of being overwhelming.
For whatever the reason, that was enough to cause the last of Jared's lingering nerves to explode. In the next moment, he spun and reached out, gripping Jensen's upper arms hard and dragging him forward. Jared caught just a flash of Jensen's wide eyes before their lips were sealing together, Jensen's still open in shock.
Jared hadn't really given a lot of thought to what would be his first kiss. It hadn't seemed weird that he'd yet to have one, and it didn't seem all that weird to have it now, with Jensen. No, it actually felt natural. Even if Jensen's lips were still frozen against his and Jared was pretty sure the boy was about to have some major type of freak out.
Sure enough, a beat later Jensen was shoving back hard, his eyes fluttering a few times as he stared at Jared. "That was not cool."
"No?" Jared's lips felt pleasant and tingling, a smile twitching at the corner though it was probably not a very appropriate time for one. "I thought it was pretty good honestly."
"You can't just fuck around with me like that Jared!" Jensen pressed his fingertips hard into Jared's shoulders, a scowl twisting his lips. "God, that was suck a dick thing to do."
Against Jared's control, the smile grew on his lips and he ducked his head down, trying to catch Jensen's eye. "Jen? I wanted it."
A strangled snort left Jensen's mouth only to cut off a beat later, gaze snapping up to fix on Jared. "You... seriously? No. You're fucking with me."
"Would I really do that?" At the risk at being slapped, Jared reached out and slowly slid his fingers down Jensen's cheek, lingering on his lips for just a moment. "I've thought about it, all weekend really. I thought about whether I wanted this and what it meant if I did and you know what I realized?"
Jensen still looked pretty damn shocked - Jared couldn't blame him - and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times with hard swallows before he managed to speak. "W-what?"
“I've never thought it was weird that I didn't think about girls, didn't want to have a relationship and do all that physical shit. This weekend I realized, it was because of you. I mean, I'd rather spend every minute of every day with you. You're the first person I think about when I wake up and the last one I think of before I fall asleep. This week, you and I not talking, it was probably the most painful thing I've ever gone through but I'm glad for it because it made me realize probably the most important thing ever."
"Oh my god, is this really happening?" Jensen gasped in a breath, his hands fluttering quickly up to his cheeks then dropping like he realized just how ridiculous that looked.
Jared grinned and spun to face Jensen head on, reaching out to frame the boy's flushed cheeks between his palms. "I don't even know how it happened but I am like, crazy in love with you. You're the only person I want to have any kind of relationship with."
"And all the physical shit?" Jensen laughed softly, shifting just a little closer.
It felt good to laugh with Jensen again, to feel like all the shit that had stirred up between them over the last week was finally fading away, giving way to something so much better. "Oh yeah, definitely all the physical shit."
"You're not gonna change your mind right?" Jensen swayed closer, his nose brushing against Jared's, their lips so close Jared could feel the quickening release of the boy's breath. "If we do something, if we become more, you won't regret it?"
Jared slowly shook his head then dragged Jensen in, crushing their lips together once more. It was completely better than the first time, mostly because Jensen wasn't battling with shock. This time Jensen was reaching out, threading his fingers into Jared's hair and pulling him in even closer so their lips could slide perfectly smooth together.
A deep moan rose up in Jared and he slid his tongue forward, eager to taste every inch of Jensen's mouth. He'd never really felt the rush of pleasure like he did at that moment, the swirl of heat that rose in the pit of his stomach as Jensen inched closer. It was all these things he hadn't even realized he was missing and it was absolutely perfect.
The distant ring of the morning bell echoed across the schoolyard and Jared smiled into the kiss, knowing Jensen would never be okay with skipping class. Even for something like a pretty damn hot make out session.
"Think you won Chris twenty bucks," Jensen muttered as he pulled back, wetting his red kiss swollen lips.
Jared tipped his head back in a laugh, pulling Jensen up with him as he stood. His arms around Jensen tightened even as they made their way down the bleachers. The thought of untangling from Jensen didn't even occur to him and Jensen seemed completely okay with that.
"This is about to be a serious chick flick moment isn't it?" Jensen sighed wearily, detaching reluctantly from Jared and dropping down in his seat.
"I'm just so happy for you guys!" Sandy cheered happily, reaching out to squeeze Jensen's hand. "I can't help but feel a little responsible. I mean, if Jared hadn't asked me to the dance and all."
"Well maybe we can repay the favor somehow." Jensen grinned at the girl, shooting a look over to Chris who was completely unaware of course that the conversation involved him in any way.
Jared pressed his leg against Jensen's under the table and it helped counteract the way his heart panged on Sandy's behalf. He definitely understood crushing on someone who didn't feel the same. But then, it seemed to turn out pretty well for him in the long run so there was still hope for Sandy and Chris.
"Man, I am plenty happy for you two but I swear to god I am not putting up with any PDA. You hear me? No kissing. Or goo goo eyes. Or inappropriate groping," Chris grumbled around his mouthful of food.
Jensen rolled his eyes but Jared only grinned, sliding his fingers over Jensen's denim covered thigh, sliding up just a little too high. "Well then, I guess you better not look under the table at any point in time."
At that, Danneel and Sandy simultaneously ducked under the table in an explosion of giggles while Chris and Chad groaned. Jensen ducked his head down, hiding the blush crawling swiftly up his cheeks. This thing with Jared was going to be a constant whirlwind and Jensen couldn't possibly be more excited.
"Mama! We're home!" Jared swung the front door open, all but dragging Jensen into the house with him. Their hands were threaded tightly together and Jared couldn't get over the thrill of having Jensen there with him, them being together. He wanted to tell everyone, wanted to shout it off the rooftops, but mostly he wanted Jensen alone and in his bedroom where they could explore more of that kissing business.
"Look at my boys, happy as clams." Mama beamed at them as she entered the room, drying her hands on a dishtowel. For just a moment, her gaze dropped down to their linked hands and Jared was pretty sure her smile widened. "I'm just about to head to work. You two gonna behave here on your own?"
Jared smirked and glanced over, watching the blush growing on Jensen's cheeks. His boyfriend was kind of adorable.His boyfriend, holy shit. "We will Mama, I promise," Jensen murmured, squeezing Jared's hand tightly.
"Alright, just... be safe. And don't think either of you are getting out of a talk later on." Mama shot them both a firm look then tossed the dishrag at Jared with a laugh.
After they'd both received hugs from Mama and she'd left, Jared exploded in laughter, pulling Jensen in hugging him close. "I think we're gonna get stuck having a sex talk with Mama."
"That sounds downright terrifying." Jensen tightened his arms around Jared, burying his face in Jared's neck.
The hot release of air against Jared's neck was enough to send a shudder of pleasure down his spine and his arms tightened around his boyfriend. "Can we go up to my room now?"
"Um, yes. Definitely. Yeah." Jensen stepped back, smiling up at Jared then looking down, hiding another flush on his cheeks.
Jared thought the whole Jensen blushing out of control thing was pretty much the most adorable thing ever. They chased each other up the stairs, nervous excitement causing them both to laugh. Jared's hands were starting to shake, which he thought was kind of ridiculous. This was Jensen; it wasn't like they would hurt each other or anything.
But he'd kind of been building this moment up in his mind all weekend, and all day after their few kisses that morning. He knew they weren't about to go all the way or anything, they definitely weren't ready for that yet, but Jared had been a virgin for seventeen years and he was very ready for that to change.
The moment they stepped into his bedroom he had Jensen pressed up against the wall, backpacks sliding to the floor, lips crushing hard together. Earlier, before school ended, Jared had asked Jensen if he wanted to come over to work on homework. Judging from the heat that had been behind Jensen's gaze then, Jared was fairly certain the boy would be okay with anything they decided to do.
"Jay," Jensen gasped into the kiss, lifting his leg and letting it hook around the back of Jared's thigh. "Oh god."
Their tongues tangled together and Jared sucked in the taste of his boyfriend, eager to memorize it. They kissed until their lips were nearly numb and Jared thought his knees were going to give out. He'd never been so hard before, never wanted so badly, and Jared had had some pretty intense wet dreams in th past. None of them could even begin to compare to the way Jensen was making him feel now.
Countless minutes - hours, maybe - later, they stumbled across the room and finally fell to the bed. Jared kicked out of his shoes, sucking on Jensen's tongue as the boy removed his own sneakers. Every little noise Jensen made was addicting - the soft whimpers, low moans, and quiet pleas - and Jared was pretty sure he would do absolutely everything in his power to hear them as often as possible.
"Wanna touch," Jensen moaned out after a while, slipping his fingers under Jared's shirt to caress his abs. "God, I can't believe this is happening."
"Kind of feels surreal huh?" Jared laughed shakily, shifting around on the bed until he and Jensen were lying on their sides facing each other. They were both panting heavily, lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and Jared could hardly believe how gorgeous Jensen looked. "Fuck, how did I never figure this out before?"
Jensen grinned, dancing his fingers down to tug on Jared's belt buckle. "You're kind of an idiot sometimes."
"Gee, the love." Jared rolled his eyes but the action faltered when Jensen's fingers dipped under his jeans. He'd thought about this - pretty much non-stop since he'd figured out how he really felt for Jensen - but feeling it was something completely different.
Jensen's fingers were soft and gentle, creeping slowly further down, slipping under the worn cotton of his briefs. Jared couldn't seem to tear his gaze from Jensen's, lips parted on a heavy pant, desire swirling in the pit of his stomach. By the time Jensen's fingers curled around the base of his cock Jared was pretty sure he was going to come right then and there.
"Fuck, Jensen," Jared gasped, his chest heaving in quick breaths. "You've never... you haven't..." The way Jensen was touching him now was so quickly driving him out of control, Jared couldn't imagine this was the boy's first time.
Though the very idea made a sick jealousy swim through every inch of him.
"Never. You know I haven't." Jensen wet his lips slowly, eyes traveling down to watch his hand move.
Something about watching Jensen watch him made everything in Jared bubble over. In the next moment, he was pushing forward, lips crushing hard against Jensen's, hands fumbling with the boy's jeans. Their bodies rolled together over the mattress, wrestling down denim and cotton, flesh sliding together between gasps and moans.
Jared wasn't even sure how they managed to get out of their clothing but in the next beat, their naked bodies were pressed together and Jared's cock was sliding against Jensen's. He'd never felt anything like that perfect heat, the radiating heat, flesh on flesh. Jared pulled back from the kiss and slid his hand down between them, stretching to curl over both their cocks and fumbling with the best pace.
"Oh my god, oh my god," Jensen groaned and dropped his forehead to rest against Jared's, sharing quick panted breaths. "Not gonna- not gonna last, Jared, god."
That was enough to tip Jared over the edge, the deep lust of Jensen's voice sliding like heated fingers down his spine. Jared shuddered and jerked forward, the swell of his release slicking hot and wet between them. His grip around their cocks tightened, his pace slowing, his vision blurring.
When Jensen came, it was with a call of Jared's name, fingers digging hard into Jared's shoulders. Their kisses slowed as the heat of the moment faded, Jared tugging Jensen over to lie on his chest as they settled back on the bed.
If at any point it got awkward between them, Jared thought it might be now. After all, falling in love with your best friend was one thing but sharing something so physical and intimate? Well, that was something else completely and Jared thought it might be a logical time for a freak out.
Then Jensen flopped to the side, arm dropping over Jared's chest, and groaned. "You better not have torn any buttons off my shirt. You know how much I like that one."
It was so normal, so Jensen, that Jared felt the potential awkward tension fade away. He snorted a laugh and pressed a loud, noisy kiss to Jensen's shoulder. "Relax, Princess, I'm sure you'll be able to sew it back on."
"Bitch, for that I declare you go get me food. I will relax here and look pretty until you return." Jensen made a big show of reclining back on the back, tucking his arms under his head and looking like he didn't have a care in the world.
Just because he looked so god damn gorgeous, Jared rolled off the bed to head for the kitchen. Even with post orgasm weak knees.
The smile on Jensen's lips had been a permanent fixture over the last week, so much so his cheeks were starting to hurt. It was pretty easy not to care about how ridiculous he looked, or to put up with the never ending teasing from their friends. Jensen was happier than he could ever remember being and every moment he spent with Jared just made it all the better.
Especially in moments like these, settled into their usual booth, Jensen tucked up against Jared's side. The warmth and comfort of their friends' voices surrounded them in a pleasant bubble, and with Jared's fingers settled on his thigh, it was shooting little sparks of pleasure through every inch of him. Jensen couldn't imagine a better way to spend a Friday night.
"So, how far have you guy's gone?" Danneel asked in a slow drawl, a smirk growing on her lips as she considered Jared and Jensen across the booth.
Jensen's eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly, watching Chris groan, Chad roll his eyes and Sandy perk up expectantly. Judging from the look on Jared's face, Jensen was pretty sure he didn't want his boyfriend answering for him - not if he wanted to keep his blush from staining his entire body and getting even more teased.
"We are not discussing our sex life with you," Jensen protested, elbowing his boyfriend when the boy snickered.
"Oh, so there is a sex life." Danneel's smirk widened into a full-fledged smile and Sandy squeaked excitedly.
"Come on! Just a few little details. A hint." Sandy tapped her fingers on the tabletop, rocking his shoulder hard against Chris' next to hers. "Help the cause Chris."
"No way. I do not want to hear any details, not even the hint of one." Chris slung his arm over Sandy's shoulder, squeezing her tight.
Jensen watched the way Sandy's eyes flickered up to Chris, the longing clear behind her gaze, and felt tempted to give her all the details he could think of. Maybe it would make her feel better.
Jared must have felt somewhere along the same because in the next moment Jensen suddenly found the boy's lips crushed against his own. Jensen sank easily into the kiss, drawing Jared even closer so their tongues could tangle together. Kissing Jared was addictive in the best way and he knew it always would be. They'd spent hours over the last week kissing until their lips were numb, and all they could taste was each other. It still was never enough.
"Alright, alright, enough. Knock it off you two." Chris tossed a fry at them, laughing when Sandy and Danneel rushed to shut him up.
Pulling away with a soft moan, Jensen let his forehead rest against Jared's, breathing in the boy's panted air. Under the table and out of view Jared's fingers squeezed over Jensen's thigh and a shudder of pleasure shook him all over again.
"Damn, I am not even remotely gay and that was hot. Ugh, you fuckers suck," Chad muttered, sliding a little further out of the booth beside Jared like he might do something crazy if he sat any closer.
Jensen felt the all too familiar blush crawl up his cheeks but he grinned up at Jared - then over at Sandy and Danneel - as his fingers settled over Jared's on his thigh and pushed up just a little higher. "Don't worry Chad, there's absolutely no way I'm sharing."
"My boy is too possessive to even consider that." Jared beamed down at Jensen, pressing another soft kiss to his lips before settling back on the bench. "So Chris, when are you gonna shape up and ask Sa--"
"Jared!" Sandy reached across the table and smacked Jared hard on the arm.
There was a bright blush on her cheeks, Chris only looked confused, and Jensen shared a look with Danneel before changing the topic. It would spare his boyfriend more abuse from Sandy and keep things from getting potentially awkward. After all, there was no way of knowing how Chris really felt about Sandy and the group had barely gotten past the last relationship blow up.
"Did anyone else hear that Tom Welling got knocked up? Is there any truth to that or is that just some vicious rumor started by everyone jealous of his super God looks?" Jensen knew there was nothing like a good bit of gossip to get the group's mind off Jared's almost slip up.
"It's completely true, I saw him heaving up his nachos in the middle of the bathroom yesterday." Chad laughed, stuffing fries into his mouth, completely unbothered by the discussion of throwing up. Typical Chad.
There was still a puzzled look on Chris' face but Sandy looked relieved by the distraction and she nodded quickly. "Yeah I heard it was true too. Though apparently he won't admit who knocked him up."
"It's funny, I didn't think he'd be one of the ones," Danneel mused around her straw, shoulders lifting in a shrug. "You know, only certain guys can get knocked up or whatever right? He just doesn't seem like the type."
"I'm not really sure it's that cut and dry. I mean, what if every guy has the possibility to get knocked up but that all depends on if they're gay and if they bottom. And if you are those things you get tested and then get on birth control right?" Jared's words made complete sense but Jensen was having a hard time focusing. Mostly because the boy's fingers were inching further and further up, working over the denim until his finger could slide over the rapidly hardening press of his cock.
"Guess that means you better go get some pills Jenny," Chris teased and laughed, reclining back in the booth.
Jensen wasn't so bothered about this particular teasing. Because the idea of bottoming for Jared? Well it was enough to cause his cock to twitch painfully and Jared press just a little firmer.
"You've been awful happy lately honey, things are better with Jared I take it?"
Jensen jumped, looking up from the sink where he'd been scrubbing dishes. Instinctively his shoulders lifted, hunching in hopes that his mom wouldn't see the dark bruise just at the bottom of his neck. He had warned Jared not to give him a hickey, he'd even gone so far as to threaten him with no kissing if he did, but Jared knew he was too persuasive for Jensen to stick to that. And now there was a dark circle bruise that couldn't be excused to a curling iron - thank you very much Danneel.
"Um yeah, we're good now. Better. Yeah." Jensen blushed and turned back to the dishes, smile growing on his lips. Better was an understatement. Jensen had spent the entire weekend with Jared. Which was nothing new, they usually always spent weekends together and with their friends, but this time it involved kissing and touching and sleeping together naked.
Yeah, definitely better than good.
"Well that's good, I'm glad to hear it." His mom crossed the kitchen and began lifting dishes, drying them and considering Jensen with sideways glances.
Jensen let a few minutes pass in silence - just the clink of dishes and the splash of water - before sighing and looking up at his mom. "What?"
"It's like there's something different about you. Almost like you're glowing... something more you want to tell me?" Her smile was a little knowing and Jensen almost dropped the dish in his hands.
It wasn't that he thought his mom would freak out over his loving Jared like he did - they loved Jared too, in their own way - but they definitely wouldn't understand, and they certainly wouldn't be like Mama who insisted that they be safe and careful but let them stay in the same room because she knew they'd find ways to be together regardless. Mama was always welcoming and accepting and Jensen's parents... they were just a little more conservative was all.
"You're seeing someone aren't you?" His mom finally pressed when Jensen failed to provide any sort of answer. Her hands clasped together in excitement and Jensen was a little scared of the twinkle in her eyes. "Oh who is it honey? Is it Danneel? That girl always did seem really fond of you."
Jensen cringed - he loved Danneel but god, they would not work out well together - and shook his head. "No. No Mom, it's not Danneel. She's just my friend."
"Oh, okay." His mom deflated for a moment - like she'd been picturing Jensen and Danneel together and how cute they could be - before smiling and continuing on. "Well who is she then? Have I met her? You should invite her over."
All the hers were grating at Jensen's nerves and he swallowed thickly, keeping his gaze focused on the dishes in case his mom somehow managed to figure out all the little truths just by looking at him. He didn't want to lie, he wanted to tell his mom how happy Jared made him and how he'd never been more in love with anyone, but he was scared. And he wanted to keep Jared as his own, for a little while at least.
"I'm just not ready to share yet, okay mom?" Jensen asked softly, looking up at her finally and hoping she could understand this much at least. "I really... really care about this person and I just want to enjoy it for a little while. Okay?"
She considered him for too many long tense minutes and Jensen thought that maybe she really had learned to read his mind. But then her smile returned and she reached out to pull him into a hug. "As long as you're being careful honey, and that you're happy, that's all that matters to me."
"I am mom, on both accounts." Jensen pulled back from the hug to smile up at his mom. There was a sinking feeling in his gut, like a warning that something bad was about to happen, but he pushed it away.
After all, his parents would love him no matter what; he was pretty sure about that. Pretty sure.
It was remarkably hard to stay focused on his homework when Jensen was sitting there like that, sucking on the bottom end of his pen, glasses perched on his nose. God, Jensen was always so damn sexy with those glasses on, Jared should really try to convince him to wear them more often. Contacts were overrated.
Jared was pretty sure the homework in front of him wasn't all that important, so watching his boyfriend was completely justified.His boyfriend. It may have already been two weeks but the term was no less thrilling than it had been the first time he'd thought it. Dating Jensen really wasn't all that much different from being his best friend except now their free time included extended make out sessions and hands shoved down the front of jeans.
It was a win/win all around.
When Jensen's tongue flicked out to slide over the bottom of his pen, Jared moaned from the back of his throat. Jensen slowly looked up at him, eyebrows arching in time with the smirk growing on his lips. "Something up Jay?"
“Fuck, you seriously have no idea how hot you are, do you?" Jared slid off the edge of the bed, crawling forward on his knees.
Jensen spun in the computer chair, letting his legs fall open so Jared could settle in between. Almost instantly, Jensen's fingers were carding through Jared's hair, tugging softly on the smooth golden locks. "I know how hot you make me, does that count?"
"Possibly," Jared murmured, dipping in to kiss his way down the perfect curve of Jensen's neck. "Wish I would have figured shit out earlier. We could have been doing this for a long time."
"No point in regretting the past, we have it now right and that's all that matters." The way Jensen's head dipped back to provide even more access to his steadily flushing skin sent a rush of power through Jared. Just knowing he could affect Jensen in any way made his already hard cock twitch in his jeans.
"Mm, you're right." Jared slipped his fingertips under the bottom of Jensen's shirt, pushing the fabric up enough to caress the smooth heat of flesh. "You know what I want to do?" He spoke against the fleshy earlobe, dragging his teeth along the skin.
Jensen moaned deeply, his body rocking up into the heat of Jared's fingers moving over his skin. "Don't care, anything you want."
Smirking at his boyfriend, Jared tugged hard on Jensen's shirt, tossing it across the room a beat later. So far, there had been a lot of touching - nearly every day, exploring each other's bodies with gently sweeping fingertips - but now Jared was ready for a little bit more. In all truth, Jared was probably ready for everything because why should they wait? It wasn't like they didn't know absolutely everything about each other.
But he wanted to learn some of the more physical stuff about Jensen - like this sound here, the gaspy plea that slipped from Jensen as Jared worked his pants open. Jensen was slouched down in the chair, legs spread wide, hips lifting long enough for Jared to drag his jeans and boxers to his knees.
For a long moment, Jared was caught on the sight of Jensen's swollen flesh, the delicious red curve and forming drop of pre-come. Then his curiosity won out and he was dipping down, lapping up the taste of his boyfriend. The loud moan that rose from Jensen this time was better than any Jared had yet to hear, making his heart pick up speed in his chest.
"Oh god, please Jared," Jensen moaned out the words in that deep rich way that made Jared's body tingle. "Suck me."
That was about all the begging Jared could handle. He let his lips part wide and sank down over Jensen's cock, sucking the boy in as far as he could. It wasn't very much but it seemed to be enough to do the trick. Jensen was constantly squirming in the chair, his fingers pulling and tugging at Jared's hair to encourage him on. It was the hottest thing Jared had ever experienced and, considering all the touching they'd done in the last couple of weeks, that was really saying a lot.
"Jared, Jared," Jensen chanted his name roughly, his nails digging into Jared's scalp and dragging over the skin. "Jesus, your mouth, amazing."
The taste of Jensen's flesh exploded across his taste buds and Jared moaned, bobbing slowly along the hard length of him. Jared hadn't spent a whole lot of time imagining sucking someone's cock but he was pretty sure this was perfect. He could see so easily how he could get addicted to this, to the feel of Jensen's cock sliding over his tongue and the salty smear of pre-come over his tongue.
Just about the time Jared was really starting to get into the groove, the feel of heated flesh sliding between his lips, Jensen tugged at his hair and called out a warning about being close. Jared pulled back just enough so he didn't have to worry about choking and relaxed his throat, bracing himself for the rush of Jensen's release.
It was hot and spicy, sliding along his tongue and down his throat. Jared swallowed thickly and closed his eyes, savoring the burst of pleasure and the way his cock ached in his jeans. Talk about a rush of power.
Pulling back, Jared sat on his heels and chased the taste on his lips, smirking up at Jensen who was currently sinking bonelessly into the computer chair. "So how was that?"
"Fan-fucking-tastic," Jensen groaned, snagging Jared's shirt collar and dragging him close. Their lips slid together in hard glides, tongues tangling, bodies colliding as Jensen all but fell out of the chair and collapsed onto him.
It was pretty safe to say they weren't going to get any homework done any time soon.
Part Three
Master Post
Art Master Post
Author: anyothergirl415
Artist: bt_kady
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Christian/Sandy
Words: ~30,800
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 - underage (the boys are 17), teen pregnancy, mpreg, homophobia
Summary: Jared and Jensen have been friends from Kindergarten and Jensen fell for Jared without meaning too. But coming together, sharing everything for the first time, is the least of the challenges waiting for them in the not too distant future.
"You wanna talk about it?"
Jared couldn't get his gaze to lift from the scrapbook open on his lap. He'd been staring at it for hours now, too long to count, and every time he blinked all he saw was the crushed, devastated look on Jensen's face right before he'd run away the night before. Now that the shock had settled some, Jared was seeing everything with different eyes.
"Jared? Baby?" Mama sighed and, pushing off the doorframe, walked slowly over to Jared until she was close enough to reach out and caress his hair. "I'm worried about you."
"I'm okay," Jared shrugged, managing a weak smile up at Mama. "Just... thinking about some things."
Mama hummed softly and nudged Jared back until there was enough room for her to sit beside him on the edge of the bed. Her arm curled slowly around Jared, fingers stroking over his arm, lips pressing to his temple in a gentle kiss. "You know honey, however you feel, no matter what happens, I will always love you with all I am."
That had never really been something Jared was even remotely worried about. The idea of his Mama not loving him anymore because of the way he felt was ridiculous. Still, the very fact that she'd thought to say something like that had Jared's eyes snapping wide open as he turned to face her.
"What do you mean?" He was almost afraid of her answer. Because he'd spent the entire night - and day afterward - trying to accept that his best friend was in love and he was getting there, it wasn't so shocking anymore. The idea that he could feel the same... Jared wasn't ready to go there yet.
"You boys always did have a special sort of relationship. I watched you both grow up and learn so much about the world together. Feeling as you do, caring so much, it's almost to be expected."
For some reason the very notion that this would be expected of him made a burst of anger flare through Jared. He pushed away from his Mama and passed across the room, arms flailing out at his sides. "It's not like I'm in love- I don't have these feelings about Chad or Chris. Or Danneel, hell, not even Sandy and I thought I could see myself dating her. And it's not like I really have feelings for Jen... it's... maybe it's just because we're so close. Maybe we just need some time apart."
"So the way he's avoided you all week, that hasn't bothered you at all? You think it's for the best?" Mama folded her arms across her chest, giving Jared a look that was a little too liking for his taste.
Jared thought about the last five or so days without Jensen and just like that all the anger seeped out of him. With a heavy sigh he turned back to the bed, dropping down on the mattress beside his Mama and letting his head fall to rest on her shoulder. It felt like all the emotions of the last week were pressing down on his shoulders and really, all Jared wanted to do was see Jensen. He wanted to hug the boy, pull comfort from him, lie in bed for hours and talk about everything under the moon.
It wasn't a secret he missed Jensen, it was the reason he'd gone to The Shack last night even though it was one of the nights he'd usually spend with his Mama. But the way he missed Jensen now was like an ache somewhere deep in his chest, a longing that was practically unbearable.
"I've never been with anyone Mama," Jared muttered, feeling the flush of heat crawling up his cheeks. This wasn't really the conversation he wanted to have with her, but it wasn't as if he had many options at this point. "How do I know that it's not just... circumstance? How do I know it's not because of all the time we spend together? Because if it's just that, but we get together anyway, and something happens... I can't lose him Mama. I really, really can't. So what if I fuck up our entire lifelong friendship over... god knows what?"
"Jared, what do you think love is, son?" Mama laughed softly and ruffled his hair, nudging Jared back to give him a knowing smile. "You always take that risk of losing someone when you let yourself feel more but that's what makes it all so great. That feeling when you know someone is completely worth all of the risks."
Jared was pretty sure Jensen was worth any risk - if anyone was, it was Jensen - but the idea of losing his best friend was absolutely terrifying. Jared threaded his fingers together and squeezed tightly. "And... if I do think he is, worth the risk I mean, how do I keep it all from falling apart? God, Mama, I'm not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, even I can admit to that."
Mama tipped her head back in a laugh even as she pushed up to stand, ruffling fingers through Jared's hair. "I have this feeling you two will work it out somehow. Considering how Jensen feels about you, pretty sure he'd not about to let you go any time soon."
Jared watched his Mama walk out of his room, wondering just how she'd figured out everything regarding Jensen's feelings. Sometimes when it came to his Mama, it was just better to take her advice, though Jared wasn't entirely sure where to begin fixing things with Jensen.
It seemed safer to not reach out to Jensen until Monday, until Jared had taken some time to really consider what he was going to say and what he really felt. The plan had seemed really smart, especially when he talked to Mama about it and she spent the entire weekend with him cuddled up on the couch watching some of their favorite movies.
But by the time he stepped onto the school grounds on Monday morning, he was starting to rethink his decision. Jensen was nowhere to be found, not on the front steps or outside his locker and Jared's heart sank just a little heavier in his chest. Maybe avoiding Jensen hadn't been the right call.
What if he'd fucked everything up because he needed time to figure shit out?
He was just starting to freak out about the possibility that he'd fucked up all of his friendships when he spotted Danneel. Jared blew out a shaky breath and pushed through the crowd, grabbing the girl's arm to keep from losing her in the student mass.
"God, Dani," Jared exhaled in a rush, gripping the girl even tighter because he didn't think he could handle anyone leaving him. He was desperate for Jensen by this point but he'd take any connection from his friendships that he could get.
"Jared? Are you okay?" Danneel turned to face him and Jared was relieved to see she didn't look angry. Maybe she'd even understand, if Jared could figure out the right way to explain everything to her. "You never answered my texts this weekend."
"I know. I'm sorry, I was avoiding everyone. That was shitty." Jared slowly released the girl's thin arm and lifted his hand, pushing it back through his hair slowly. "I needed some time to sort myself out."
"I get that. Was kind of a lot." Danneel shut her locker and leaned against the metal, eyes scanning down the hall slowly. "So... did you do it? Get your brain all sorted?"
A slight smile lifted Jared's lips and he shrugged. "I think so. Have you seen Jensen around? I really need to talk to him."
Danneel considered him for a long moment and it felt like she was trying to read his mind. Jared didn't mind, he knew Danneel had a fierce protective streak of Jensen and he couldn't blame her. Jensen deserved to be protected. Finally, a smile lifted the girl's lips and Jared was relieved - and maybe a little surprised - that she could read the emotions behind his eyes. "Last I saw he was out on the bleachers with Sandy."
"Okay, great, I'm just gonna..." Jared gestured toward the school doors, heart kick starting at the very thought of seeing Jensen again.
God, how had he not realized before that his best friend made him feel this way and of course, it meant something more?
Jensen was perched on the top bench of the stadium bleachers, facing Sandy so all Jared could see was the back of his head. Even that seemed to be enough to make Jared's palms sweat and he swallowed the lump in his throat as he forced himself forward. Jared knew things would be okay between them, as long as he managed to get everything he was thinking out without making anything worse.
They obviously saw him coming. At least by the time Jared reached the top of the bleachers both were facing him, Sandy's eyes wide and Jensen's guarded and narrowed in a way that made Jared's chest tightening uncomfortably. Jared shoved his hands into his pockets, ducking his head down and rocking forward on the metal bench.
"Hey. Can I um, can we talk for a few minutes? Before class?" Jared thought about adding alone but one quick glance over to Sandy and the girl was jumping up, fumbling for her canvas bag and slinging it quickly up over her shoulder.
"I'll see you guys at lunch." Sandy dipped down and kissed Jensen's cheek, saying something Jared couldn't hear. She gave Jared a soft smile as she straightened up, squeezing his arm as she passed and jogged down the bleachers.
Jared turned to watch her go, blowing out a shaky breath before climbing up the last step, slowly dropping to sit on the metal beside Jensen. "So, I kind of freaked out."
"Kind of." Jensen nodded, arms folding across his chest, pulling in on himself. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't have just unloaded that all on you like that."
"No, you should have. I needed to know. Hell, I asked what it was all about didn't I?" Jared smiled weakly over at Jensen then looked away, twisting his sweaty fingers together.
It was silent for a few long, uncomfortable moments and Jared was pretty sure he was about to be sick all over the front of his jeans. Why was did it feel like this between them now? Jared kept coming back to the idea that things between them were ruined forever. He didn't know how to change that.
"I miss you," Jensen whispered just before the silence could reach the point of being overwhelming.
For whatever the reason, that was enough to cause the last of Jared's lingering nerves to explode. In the next moment, he spun and reached out, gripping Jensen's upper arms hard and dragging him forward. Jared caught just a flash of Jensen's wide eyes before their lips were sealing together, Jensen's still open in shock.
Jared hadn't really given a lot of thought to what would be his first kiss. It hadn't seemed weird that he'd yet to have one, and it didn't seem all that weird to have it now, with Jensen. No, it actually felt natural. Even if Jensen's lips were still frozen against his and Jared was pretty sure the boy was about to have some major type of freak out.
Sure enough, a beat later Jensen was shoving back hard, his eyes fluttering a few times as he stared at Jared. "That was not cool."
"No?" Jared's lips felt pleasant and tingling, a smile twitching at the corner though it was probably not a very appropriate time for one. "I thought it was pretty good honestly."
"You can't just fuck around with me like that Jared!" Jensen pressed his fingertips hard into Jared's shoulders, a scowl twisting his lips. "God, that was suck a dick thing to do."
Against Jared's control, the smile grew on his lips and he ducked his head down, trying to catch Jensen's eye. "Jen? I wanted it."
A strangled snort left Jensen's mouth only to cut off a beat later, gaze snapping up to fix on Jared. "You... seriously? No. You're fucking with me."
"Would I really do that?" At the risk at being slapped, Jared reached out and slowly slid his fingers down Jensen's cheek, lingering on his lips for just a moment. "I've thought about it, all weekend really. I thought about whether I wanted this and what it meant if I did and you know what I realized?"
Jensen still looked pretty damn shocked - Jared couldn't blame him - and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times with hard swallows before he managed to speak. "W-what?"
“I've never thought it was weird that I didn't think about girls, didn't want to have a relationship and do all that physical shit. This weekend I realized, it was because of you. I mean, I'd rather spend every minute of every day with you. You're the first person I think about when I wake up and the last one I think of before I fall asleep. This week, you and I not talking, it was probably the most painful thing I've ever gone through but I'm glad for it because it made me realize probably the most important thing ever."
"Oh my god, is this really happening?" Jensen gasped in a breath, his hands fluttering quickly up to his cheeks then dropping like he realized just how ridiculous that looked.
Jared grinned and spun to face Jensen head on, reaching out to frame the boy's flushed cheeks between his palms. "I don't even know how it happened but I am like, crazy in love with you. You're the only person I want to have any kind of relationship with."
"And all the physical shit?" Jensen laughed softly, shifting just a little closer.
It felt good to laugh with Jensen again, to feel like all the shit that had stirred up between them over the last week was finally fading away, giving way to something so much better. "Oh yeah, definitely all the physical shit."
"You're not gonna change your mind right?" Jensen swayed closer, his nose brushing against Jared's, their lips so close Jared could feel the quickening release of the boy's breath. "If we do something, if we become more, you won't regret it?"
Jared slowly shook his head then dragged Jensen in, crushing their lips together once more. It was completely better than the first time, mostly because Jensen wasn't battling with shock. This time Jensen was reaching out, threading his fingers into Jared's hair and pulling him in even closer so their lips could slide perfectly smooth together.
A deep moan rose up in Jared and he slid his tongue forward, eager to taste every inch of Jensen's mouth. He'd never really felt the rush of pleasure like he did at that moment, the swirl of heat that rose in the pit of his stomach as Jensen inched closer. It was all these things he hadn't even realized he was missing and it was absolutely perfect.
The distant ring of the morning bell echoed across the schoolyard and Jared smiled into the kiss, knowing Jensen would never be okay with skipping class. Even for something like a pretty damn hot make out session.
"Think you won Chris twenty bucks," Jensen muttered as he pulled back, wetting his red kiss swollen lips.
Jared tipped his head back in a laugh, pulling Jensen up with him as he stood. His arms around Jensen tightened even as they made their way down the bleachers. The thought of untangling from Jensen didn't even occur to him and Jensen seemed completely okay with that.
"This is about to be a serious chick flick moment isn't it?" Jensen sighed wearily, detaching reluctantly from Jared and dropping down in his seat.
"I'm just so happy for you guys!" Sandy cheered happily, reaching out to squeeze Jensen's hand. "I can't help but feel a little responsible. I mean, if Jared hadn't asked me to the dance and all."
"Well maybe we can repay the favor somehow." Jensen grinned at the girl, shooting a look over to Chris who was completely unaware of course that the conversation involved him in any way.
Jared pressed his leg against Jensen's under the table and it helped counteract the way his heart panged on Sandy's behalf. He definitely understood crushing on someone who didn't feel the same. But then, it seemed to turn out pretty well for him in the long run so there was still hope for Sandy and Chris.
"Man, I am plenty happy for you two but I swear to god I am not putting up with any PDA. You hear me? No kissing. Or goo goo eyes. Or inappropriate groping," Chris grumbled around his mouthful of food.
Jensen rolled his eyes but Jared only grinned, sliding his fingers over Jensen's denim covered thigh, sliding up just a little too high. "Well then, I guess you better not look under the table at any point in time."
At that, Danneel and Sandy simultaneously ducked under the table in an explosion of giggles while Chris and Chad groaned. Jensen ducked his head down, hiding the blush crawling swiftly up his cheeks. This thing with Jared was going to be a constant whirlwind and Jensen couldn't possibly be more excited.
"Mama! We're home!" Jared swung the front door open, all but dragging Jensen into the house with him. Their hands were threaded tightly together and Jared couldn't get over the thrill of having Jensen there with him, them being together. He wanted to tell everyone, wanted to shout it off the rooftops, but mostly he wanted Jensen alone and in his bedroom where they could explore more of that kissing business.
"Look at my boys, happy as clams." Mama beamed at them as she entered the room, drying her hands on a dishtowel. For just a moment, her gaze dropped down to their linked hands and Jared was pretty sure her smile widened. "I'm just about to head to work. You two gonna behave here on your own?"
Jared smirked and glanced over, watching the blush growing on Jensen's cheeks. His boyfriend was kind of adorable.His boyfriend, holy shit. "We will Mama, I promise," Jensen murmured, squeezing Jared's hand tightly.
"Alright, just... be safe. And don't think either of you are getting out of a talk later on." Mama shot them both a firm look then tossed the dishrag at Jared with a laugh.
After they'd both received hugs from Mama and she'd left, Jared exploded in laughter, pulling Jensen in hugging him close. "I think we're gonna get stuck having a sex talk with Mama."
"That sounds downright terrifying." Jensen tightened his arms around Jared, burying his face in Jared's neck.
The hot release of air against Jared's neck was enough to send a shudder of pleasure down his spine and his arms tightened around his boyfriend. "Can we go up to my room now?"
"Um, yes. Definitely. Yeah." Jensen stepped back, smiling up at Jared then looking down, hiding another flush on his cheeks.
Jared thought the whole Jensen blushing out of control thing was pretty much the most adorable thing ever. They chased each other up the stairs, nervous excitement causing them both to laugh. Jared's hands were starting to shake, which he thought was kind of ridiculous. This was Jensen; it wasn't like they would hurt each other or anything.
But he'd kind of been building this moment up in his mind all weekend, and all day after their few kisses that morning. He knew they weren't about to go all the way or anything, they definitely weren't ready for that yet, but Jared had been a virgin for seventeen years and he was very ready for that to change.
The moment they stepped into his bedroom he had Jensen pressed up against the wall, backpacks sliding to the floor, lips crushing hard together. Earlier, before school ended, Jared had asked Jensen if he wanted to come over to work on homework. Judging from the heat that had been behind Jensen's gaze then, Jared was fairly certain the boy would be okay with anything they decided to do.
"Jay," Jensen gasped into the kiss, lifting his leg and letting it hook around the back of Jared's thigh. "Oh god."
Their tongues tangled together and Jared sucked in the taste of his boyfriend, eager to memorize it. They kissed until their lips were nearly numb and Jared thought his knees were going to give out. He'd never been so hard before, never wanted so badly, and Jared had had some pretty intense wet dreams in th past. None of them could even begin to compare to the way Jensen was making him feel now.
Countless minutes - hours, maybe - later, they stumbled across the room and finally fell to the bed. Jared kicked out of his shoes, sucking on Jensen's tongue as the boy removed his own sneakers. Every little noise Jensen made was addicting - the soft whimpers, low moans, and quiet pleas - and Jared was pretty sure he would do absolutely everything in his power to hear them as often as possible.
"Wanna touch," Jensen moaned out after a while, slipping his fingers under Jared's shirt to caress his abs. "God, I can't believe this is happening."
"Kind of feels surreal huh?" Jared laughed shakily, shifting around on the bed until he and Jensen were lying on their sides facing each other. They were both panting heavily, lips swollen, cheeks flushed, and Jared could hardly believe how gorgeous Jensen looked. "Fuck, how did I never figure this out before?"
Jensen grinned, dancing his fingers down to tug on Jared's belt buckle. "You're kind of an idiot sometimes."
"Gee, the love." Jared rolled his eyes but the action faltered when Jensen's fingers dipped under his jeans. He'd thought about this - pretty much non-stop since he'd figured out how he really felt for Jensen - but feeling it was something completely different.
Jensen's fingers were soft and gentle, creeping slowly further down, slipping under the worn cotton of his briefs. Jared couldn't seem to tear his gaze from Jensen's, lips parted on a heavy pant, desire swirling in the pit of his stomach. By the time Jensen's fingers curled around the base of his cock Jared was pretty sure he was going to come right then and there.
"Fuck, Jensen," Jared gasped, his chest heaving in quick breaths. "You've never... you haven't..." The way Jensen was touching him now was so quickly driving him out of control, Jared couldn't imagine this was the boy's first time.
Though the very idea made a sick jealousy swim through every inch of him.
"Never. You know I haven't." Jensen wet his lips slowly, eyes traveling down to watch his hand move.
Something about watching Jensen watch him made everything in Jared bubble over. In the next moment, he was pushing forward, lips crushing hard against Jensen's, hands fumbling with the boy's jeans. Their bodies rolled together over the mattress, wrestling down denim and cotton, flesh sliding together between gasps and moans.
Jared wasn't even sure how they managed to get out of their clothing but in the next beat, their naked bodies were pressed together and Jared's cock was sliding against Jensen's. He'd never felt anything like that perfect heat, the radiating heat, flesh on flesh. Jared pulled back from the kiss and slid his hand down between them, stretching to curl over both their cocks and fumbling with the best pace.
"Oh my god, oh my god," Jensen groaned and dropped his forehead to rest against Jared's, sharing quick panted breaths. "Not gonna- not gonna last, Jared, god."
That was enough to tip Jared over the edge, the deep lust of Jensen's voice sliding like heated fingers down his spine. Jared shuddered and jerked forward, the swell of his release slicking hot and wet between them. His grip around their cocks tightened, his pace slowing, his vision blurring.
When Jensen came, it was with a call of Jared's name, fingers digging hard into Jared's shoulders. Their kisses slowed as the heat of the moment faded, Jared tugging Jensen over to lie on his chest as they settled back on the bed.
If at any point it got awkward between them, Jared thought it might be now. After all, falling in love with your best friend was one thing but sharing something so physical and intimate? Well, that was something else completely and Jared thought it might be a logical time for a freak out.
Then Jensen flopped to the side, arm dropping over Jared's chest, and groaned. "You better not have torn any buttons off my shirt. You know how much I like that one."
It was so normal, so Jensen, that Jared felt the potential awkward tension fade away. He snorted a laugh and pressed a loud, noisy kiss to Jensen's shoulder. "Relax, Princess, I'm sure you'll be able to sew it back on."
"Bitch, for that I declare you go get me food. I will relax here and look pretty until you return." Jensen made a big show of reclining back on the back, tucking his arms under his head and looking like he didn't have a care in the world.
Just because he looked so god damn gorgeous, Jared rolled off the bed to head for the kitchen. Even with post orgasm weak knees.
The smile on Jensen's lips had been a permanent fixture over the last week, so much so his cheeks were starting to hurt. It was pretty easy not to care about how ridiculous he looked, or to put up with the never ending teasing from their friends. Jensen was happier than he could ever remember being and every moment he spent with Jared just made it all the better.
Especially in moments like these, settled into their usual booth, Jensen tucked up against Jared's side. The warmth and comfort of their friends' voices surrounded them in a pleasant bubble, and with Jared's fingers settled on his thigh, it was shooting little sparks of pleasure through every inch of him. Jensen couldn't imagine a better way to spend a Friday night.
"So, how far have you guy's gone?" Danneel asked in a slow drawl, a smirk growing on her lips as she considered Jared and Jensen across the booth.
Jensen's eyes snapped open and he sat up quickly, watching Chris groan, Chad roll his eyes and Sandy perk up expectantly. Judging from the look on Jared's face, Jensen was pretty sure he didn't want his boyfriend answering for him - not if he wanted to keep his blush from staining his entire body and getting even more teased.
"We are not discussing our sex life with you," Jensen protested, elbowing his boyfriend when the boy snickered.
"Oh, so there is a sex life." Danneel's smirk widened into a full-fledged smile and Sandy squeaked excitedly.
"Come on! Just a few little details. A hint." Sandy tapped her fingers on the tabletop, rocking his shoulder hard against Chris' next to hers. "Help the cause Chris."
"No way. I do not want to hear any details, not even the hint of one." Chris slung his arm over Sandy's shoulder, squeezing her tight.
Jensen watched the way Sandy's eyes flickered up to Chris, the longing clear behind her gaze, and felt tempted to give her all the details he could think of. Maybe it would make her feel better.
Jared must have felt somewhere along the same because in the next moment Jensen suddenly found the boy's lips crushed against his own. Jensen sank easily into the kiss, drawing Jared even closer so their tongues could tangle together. Kissing Jared was addictive in the best way and he knew it always would be. They'd spent hours over the last week kissing until their lips were numb, and all they could taste was each other. It still was never enough.
"Alright, alright, enough. Knock it off you two." Chris tossed a fry at them, laughing when Sandy and Danneel rushed to shut him up.
Pulling away with a soft moan, Jensen let his forehead rest against Jared's, breathing in the boy's panted air. Under the table and out of view Jared's fingers squeezed over Jensen's thigh and a shudder of pleasure shook him all over again.
"Damn, I am not even remotely gay and that was hot. Ugh, you fuckers suck," Chad muttered, sliding a little further out of the booth beside Jared like he might do something crazy if he sat any closer.
Jensen felt the all too familiar blush crawl up his cheeks but he grinned up at Jared - then over at Sandy and Danneel - as his fingers settled over Jared's on his thigh and pushed up just a little higher. "Don't worry Chad, there's absolutely no way I'm sharing."
"My boy is too possessive to even consider that." Jared beamed down at Jensen, pressing another soft kiss to his lips before settling back on the bench. "So Chris, when are you gonna shape up and ask Sa--"
"Jared!" Sandy reached across the table and smacked Jared hard on the arm.
There was a bright blush on her cheeks, Chris only looked confused, and Jensen shared a look with Danneel before changing the topic. It would spare his boyfriend more abuse from Sandy and keep things from getting potentially awkward. After all, there was no way of knowing how Chris really felt about Sandy and the group had barely gotten past the last relationship blow up.
"Did anyone else hear that Tom Welling got knocked up? Is there any truth to that or is that just some vicious rumor started by everyone jealous of his super God looks?" Jensen knew there was nothing like a good bit of gossip to get the group's mind off Jared's almost slip up.
"It's completely true, I saw him heaving up his nachos in the middle of the bathroom yesterday." Chad laughed, stuffing fries into his mouth, completely unbothered by the discussion of throwing up. Typical Chad.
There was still a puzzled look on Chris' face but Sandy looked relieved by the distraction and she nodded quickly. "Yeah I heard it was true too. Though apparently he won't admit who knocked him up."
"It's funny, I didn't think he'd be one of the ones," Danneel mused around her straw, shoulders lifting in a shrug. "You know, only certain guys can get knocked up or whatever right? He just doesn't seem like the type."
"I'm not really sure it's that cut and dry. I mean, what if every guy has the possibility to get knocked up but that all depends on if they're gay and if they bottom. And if you are those things you get tested and then get on birth control right?" Jared's words made complete sense but Jensen was having a hard time focusing. Mostly because the boy's fingers were inching further and further up, working over the denim until his finger could slide over the rapidly hardening press of his cock.
"Guess that means you better go get some pills Jenny," Chris teased and laughed, reclining back in the booth.
Jensen wasn't so bothered about this particular teasing. Because the idea of bottoming for Jared? Well it was enough to cause his cock to twitch painfully and Jared press just a little firmer.
"You've been awful happy lately honey, things are better with Jared I take it?"
Jensen jumped, looking up from the sink where he'd been scrubbing dishes. Instinctively his shoulders lifted, hunching in hopes that his mom wouldn't see the dark bruise just at the bottom of his neck. He had warned Jared not to give him a hickey, he'd even gone so far as to threaten him with no kissing if he did, but Jared knew he was too persuasive for Jensen to stick to that. And now there was a dark circle bruise that couldn't be excused to a curling iron - thank you very much Danneel.
"Um yeah, we're good now. Better. Yeah." Jensen blushed and turned back to the dishes, smile growing on his lips. Better was an understatement. Jensen had spent the entire weekend with Jared. Which was nothing new, they usually always spent weekends together and with their friends, but this time it involved kissing and touching and sleeping together naked.
Yeah, definitely better than good.
"Well that's good, I'm glad to hear it." His mom crossed the kitchen and began lifting dishes, drying them and considering Jensen with sideways glances.
Jensen let a few minutes pass in silence - just the clink of dishes and the splash of water - before sighing and looking up at his mom. "What?"
"It's like there's something different about you. Almost like you're glowing... something more you want to tell me?" Her smile was a little knowing and Jensen almost dropped the dish in his hands.
It wasn't that he thought his mom would freak out over his loving Jared like he did - they loved Jared too, in their own way - but they definitely wouldn't understand, and they certainly wouldn't be like Mama who insisted that they be safe and careful but let them stay in the same room because she knew they'd find ways to be together regardless. Mama was always welcoming and accepting and Jensen's parents... they were just a little more conservative was all.
"You're seeing someone aren't you?" His mom finally pressed when Jensen failed to provide any sort of answer. Her hands clasped together in excitement and Jensen was a little scared of the twinkle in her eyes. "Oh who is it honey? Is it Danneel? That girl always did seem really fond of you."
Jensen cringed - he loved Danneel but god, they would not work out well together - and shook his head. "No. No Mom, it's not Danneel. She's just my friend."
"Oh, okay." His mom deflated for a moment - like she'd been picturing Jensen and Danneel together and how cute they could be - before smiling and continuing on. "Well who is she then? Have I met her? You should invite her over."
All the hers were grating at Jensen's nerves and he swallowed thickly, keeping his gaze focused on the dishes in case his mom somehow managed to figure out all the little truths just by looking at him. He didn't want to lie, he wanted to tell his mom how happy Jared made him and how he'd never been more in love with anyone, but he was scared. And he wanted to keep Jared as his own, for a little while at least.
"I'm just not ready to share yet, okay mom?" Jensen asked softly, looking up at her finally and hoping she could understand this much at least. "I really... really care about this person and I just want to enjoy it for a little while. Okay?"
She considered him for too many long tense minutes and Jensen thought that maybe she really had learned to read his mind. But then her smile returned and she reached out to pull him into a hug. "As long as you're being careful honey, and that you're happy, that's all that matters to me."
"I am mom, on both accounts." Jensen pulled back from the hug to smile up at his mom. There was a sinking feeling in his gut, like a warning that something bad was about to happen, but he pushed it away.
After all, his parents would love him no matter what; he was pretty sure about that. Pretty sure.
It was remarkably hard to stay focused on his homework when Jensen was sitting there like that, sucking on the bottom end of his pen, glasses perched on his nose. God, Jensen was always so damn sexy with those glasses on, Jared should really try to convince him to wear them more often. Contacts were overrated.
Jared was pretty sure the homework in front of him wasn't all that important, so watching his boyfriend was completely justified.His boyfriend. It may have already been two weeks but the term was no less thrilling than it had been the first time he'd thought it. Dating Jensen really wasn't all that much different from being his best friend except now their free time included extended make out sessions and hands shoved down the front of jeans.
It was a win/win all around.
When Jensen's tongue flicked out to slide over the bottom of his pen, Jared moaned from the back of his throat. Jensen slowly looked up at him, eyebrows arching in time with the smirk growing on his lips. "Something up Jay?"
“Fuck, you seriously have no idea how hot you are, do you?" Jared slid off the edge of the bed, crawling forward on his knees.
Jensen spun in the computer chair, letting his legs fall open so Jared could settle in between. Almost instantly, Jensen's fingers were carding through Jared's hair, tugging softly on the smooth golden locks. "I know how hot you make me, does that count?"
"Possibly," Jared murmured, dipping in to kiss his way down the perfect curve of Jensen's neck. "Wish I would have figured shit out earlier. We could have been doing this for a long time."
"No point in regretting the past, we have it now right and that's all that matters." The way Jensen's head dipped back to provide even more access to his steadily flushing skin sent a rush of power through Jared. Just knowing he could affect Jensen in any way made his already hard cock twitch in his jeans.
"Mm, you're right." Jared slipped his fingertips under the bottom of Jensen's shirt, pushing the fabric up enough to caress the smooth heat of flesh. "You know what I want to do?" He spoke against the fleshy earlobe, dragging his teeth along the skin.
Jensen moaned deeply, his body rocking up into the heat of Jared's fingers moving over his skin. "Don't care, anything you want."
Smirking at his boyfriend, Jared tugged hard on Jensen's shirt, tossing it across the room a beat later. So far, there had been a lot of touching - nearly every day, exploring each other's bodies with gently sweeping fingertips - but now Jared was ready for a little bit more. In all truth, Jared was probably ready for everything because why should they wait? It wasn't like they didn't know absolutely everything about each other.
But he wanted to learn some of the more physical stuff about Jensen - like this sound here, the gaspy plea that slipped from Jensen as Jared worked his pants open. Jensen was slouched down in the chair, legs spread wide, hips lifting long enough for Jared to drag his jeans and boxers to his knees.
For a long moment, Jared was caught on the sight of Jensen's swollen flesh, the delicious red curve and forming drop of pre-come. Then his curiosity won out and he was dipping down, lapping up the taste of his boyfriend. The loud moan that rose from Jensen this time was better than any Jared had yet to hear, making his heart pick up speed in his chest.
"Oh god, please Jared," Jensen moaned out the words in that deep rich way that made Jared's body tingle. "Suck me."
That was about all the begging Jared could handle. He let his lips part wide and sank down over Jensen's cock, sucking the boy in as far as he could. It wasn't very much but it seemed to be enough to do the trick. Jensen was constantly squirming in the chair, his fingers pulling and tugging at Jared's hair to encourage him on. It was the hottest thing Jared had ever experienced and, considering all the touching they'd done in the last couple of weeks, that was really saying a lot.
"Jared, Jared," Jensen chanted his name roughly, his nails digging into Jared's scalp and dragging over the skin. "Jesus, your mouth, amazing."
The taste of Jensen's flesh exploded across his taste buds and Jared moaned, bobbing slowly along the hard length of him. Jared hadn't spent a whole lot of time imagining sucking someone's cock but he was pretty sure this was perfect. He could see so easily how he could get addicted to this, to the feel of Jensen's cock sliding over his tongue and the salty smear of pre-come over his tongue.
Just about the time Jared was really starting to get into the groove, the feel of heated flesh sliding between his lips, Jensen tugged at his hair and called out a warning about being close. Jared pulled back just enough so he didn't have to worry about choking and relaxed his throat, bracing himself for the rush of Jensen's release.
It was hot and spicy, sliding along his tongue and down his throat. Jared swallowed thickly and closed his eyes, savoring the burst of pleasure and the way his cock ached in his jeans. Talk about a rush of power.
Pulling back, Jared sat on his heels and chased the taste on his lips, smirking up at Jensen who was currently sinking bonelessly into the computer chair. "So how was that?"
"Fan-fucking-tastic," Jensen groaned, snagging Jared's shirt collar and dragging him close. Their lips slid together in hard glides, tongues tangling, bodies colliding as Jensen all but fell out of the chair and collapsed onto him.
It was pretty safe to say they weren't going to get any homework done any time soon.
Part Three
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