Since I've been Loving You" Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Jared's POV
A few more months pass and Jared and Jensen are still inseparable. They spend the majority of their time together and drive their roommates and friends crazy. So crazy that, even though it's early in the relationship, they decide to move in together.
They found an apartment for sale just off campus that, between the money that they both make waiting tables, is affordable. One bed, one bath, living room, kitchen. Tiny. Quaint, is how Jared likes to call it.
They haven't quite moved in yet and, to be honest, Jared is really nervous about the rashness of the move, but it isn't like the lease is long if the relationship flopped. Which Jared just flinched to think about in general.
He has yet to tell Danny that he loves him, and Jensen is the same, but Jared figures that's just who Jensen is. He doesn't feel the need and Jared's afraid if he says it first, Jensen will run.
Jared has no idea where all the scars on Danny's body came from, but he figures it was pretty damn traumatizing and figures that's why he seems to be afraid to get close.
Who says he doesn't pay attention in psychology?
He hears a knock on his door and leaps up to answer it. He sees Jensen standing, smiling, at his door and pulls him in quickly.
“Hey J-Danny!”
“Hi, Jare,” Jensen greets quietly.
“Soooo,” Jared draws out obnoxiously, “What 'cha doin'?”
“Just visiting my boyfriend while his roommate is out,” Jensen responds coyly.
“Oooh,” Jared says. “Does that mean what I think it means?”
“I don't think the RA or your neighbors would approve.”
“Fine,” Jared pouts, then laughs. Jensen and him really do click quite well together.
“Wanna go for a walk?” Jared asks after a few minutes.
“A walk?” Jensen responds skeptically. “I don't know...”
“Come on!” Jared says excitedly! “Let's go on a walk together!”
“Alright,” Jensen responds.
As the walk through the campus together, talking about everything from music to families, Jared reaches out and grabs Jensen's hand and entwines their fingers together.
He half (well, more than half) expects Jensen to pull away, but Jensen just flinches from the contact at bit at first, but relaxes into it.
They eventually stop in a large grassy area and sit together under a tree. Jensen leans his head on Jared's shoulder and murmurs:
“I love you.”
Jared almost jumps from the shock. Jensen is the last person he expected to make that confession. He's always so closed up, quiet and vulnerable. Something like that... well, needless to say, it's a shock.
“Really?” Jared asks, sitting up and turning so he can look Jensen in the eye. “You really mean it?”
“Of course I mean it!” Jensen complains, sounding almost annoyed. “I wouldn't say something like that if I didn't mean. So... uh, do you?”
“Do I what?” Jared asks stupidly.
“Umm,” Jensen stumbles quietly, “well, uh, love me?” His voice is a squeak by the end.
“Of course. I love you, too, Danny,” Jared says, realizing that Jensen needs to hear him say . Jared understands the need perfectly. Everything now seems much better than before .
They sit under the tree for hours, watching as the sun sets.
Jensen's POV
They are moving into their apartment today and for some reason Jensen is exceptionally worried. It isn't like he hasn't been there before. It's furnished (well, if a futon couch, queen mattress on the floor, TV with no cable, DVD player, fridge, and microwave counts as furnished) and it's not like moving into your first apartment is a huge stepping-stone in life like marriage, children, and college are, but he can feel the butterflies refusing to leave his stomach.
He hopes Jared feels the same.
Yet, despite all the nerves, Jensen is excited. More excited than he's ever been. He's just waiting for Jared now and when he shows up, they can start a new part of their life together.
A little before Jared is supposed to get there, Misha sits next to where Jensen is lounging and watching TV.
“Hey, Dan?” he asks quietly.
Jensen, catching onto the unusually serious tone, mutes the television and turns towards Misha.
“Yeah, Meesh? What's the matter?”
“Well, um, I feel kinda bad and really want to get this out the way before you leave,” Misha starts, leaving Jensen even more confused. “But, one night, when you were having an awful nightmare I sneaked across the room, and your pajama sleeve was hiked up a bit and I, uh, well I kinda saw-”
“You saw my scars,” Jensen answers monotonously, in pure shock. “Damn you, Misha! Those are private! You can't- I mean....” Jensen all but loses the ability to speak in his anger.
“I know, I know, and I'm sorry. I betrayed your trust. I should have told you, but I didn't,” Misha says, looking so crestfallen that Jensen can't help but feel bad about his anger.
“Hey,” Jensen says, quietly. “I think I over reacted. It's- it's okay. I can't tell you where they came from, but it's kind of a relief for me that you have seen them. Jared accidentally saw them also, so I actually feel a lot better.”
Jensen and Misha share a quick never-to-be-spoken-of-again hug just before Jared shows up and Jensen says his goodbyes.
***
Jared and Jensen sing along with old Led Zeppelin tapes loudly in the car and it feels like no time has passed when they pull up to their home.
They walk inside with their final boxes of clothes and just throw them in the closet.
“Hey,” Jared says in that tone that Jensen knows to mean something good, “look what I got as a house warming gift!”
A pulls out a season of Doctor Who and waves it in front of Jensen enticingly.
Jensen smiles. “I have the best the boyfriend ever!”
They sit together on the futon for the longest time watching hours of Doctor Who before Jared announces he's tired and drags Jensen into the room with him. Once in the room Jared lovingly and intimately hugs Jensen before either can undress, which is confusing to Jensen.
Jared leans back and begins slowly kissing Jensen, taking his time, and eventually mapping out his mouth with his tongue. Jensen moans, melting into the kiss.
He feels Jared's hands play with the hem of the sweatshirt he's wearing before gently pulling it over his head, leaving Jensen feeling exposed in just jeans and a T-shirt.
“Jared-” he starts, barely pulling off Jared's mouth.
“Shh,” Jared shushes. “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”
Jensen whimpers when Jared pulls out of the hold completely and begins undressing himself. Jensen feels overwhelmed by the revealing of his love's body, and when Jared gently helps him out of his shirt, inadequate. Jared has all these miles of beautiful tanned skin and abs, while Jensen is pale from lack of sun and, while not in bad shape, nothing like Jared. He's covered in scars. Hideous, hideous scars.
“So beautiful,” Jared says quietly as he pulls Jensen into a brief kiss, as though he had heard Jensen's thoughts.
Jared gently picks Jensen up and lays him on the bed, face up.
“So, so, beautiful,” he says again, just as quietly. “And all for me.”
Jared leans down and begins kissing over the top most of Jensen's scars.
“Stop-,” Jensen weakly protests,pushing softly at Jared. “Dirty, bad,” he murmurs.
“Nope,” Jared replies happily. “I'm going to replace all the bad memories here,” he pauses for a kiss to one of the scars, “with my mouth.”
He travels up and down Jensen's torso doing just that, causing Jensen to become more and more aroused, until he reaches the top of his pants. By then, Jensen is a mess, repeating, “God, yes, yes, yes Jared, fuck!” while Jared smirks undoes the button at the top of his pants, followed by the sound of a zipper and fabric being carefully pulled off his legs. The sound repeats, seemingly Jared taking off his pants as well, but Jensen is too much of a mess to capable of any such thought. He just knows he wants more.
Jared removes his boxers even more slowly and sensuously than his pants had been, exposing Jensen's hard on to the cold air leaving him more laid out than Jensen had been for anyone, save one who he does his best not to think about during this amazing, beautiful thing.
Jared works his way down Jensen's legs, causing him to lose it more and more, yet carefully just avoiding his penis, much to his discontent.
Once Jared reaches Jensen's ankles, he comes back up and swallows Jensen's dick into his mouth, carefully sucking until Jensen comes harder than he ever has.
“Oh, god,” Jensen murmurs in ecstasy as he comes down from his mind-blowing orgasm. Then, he realizes that he just blew his load like a horny fifteen year old.
Jared seems to understand what he's thinking, and gently kisses him on the mouth and says, “Shh, don't worry. Needed that to relax. So the next part won't hurt. Unless you want to-”
“No!” Jensen yells, possibly over reacting to the suggestion that he top, “Inside me, Jare! Now!”
“Alright, bossy!” Jared says jokingly, then reaches into the pants of the pocket he discarded and retrieves a tube of something.
“What's that?” Jensen asks, sitting up on his forearms.
“It'll be easier at first if you roll over on your stomach,” Jared goes on, ignoring Jensen. “It won't hurt as bad.”
“But what's that!” Jensen cries in exasperation, pointing at the bottle Jared's holding.
“This?” Jared asks, gesturing to the bottle and looking shocked that Jensen doesn't know what it is.
“Um, yeah,” Jensen replies.
“This is lube. So I, you know, slide in easier.”
“Oh.”
Jensen then turns over and wishes he could see what Jared is doing behind him. He hears the popping of a cap then, nothing, until there's one finger gently pushing at his hole, coated in something cold and slippery.
Jensen gasps, then settles at it warms up and Jared pushes it in and out of him. It doesn't hurt like Jensen's worried it would. It feels a bit weird at first, but then Jared hit that spot. He remembers that Davis has hit that once or twice to make him come, but that had been humiliating, nothing like this.
Jared's finger left for a moment, then comes back, but this time there are two of them. There is a slight burn, but it isn't at all bad. In fact, it feels good. Jared slowly scissors his fingers and pulls them in and out, before repeating the process with a third, then, declaring Jensen thoroughly stretched, pulled out completely. Jensen whines when he loses the fingers, but hears the ripping of a condom package and decides to be patient.
The bottle of lube opens again and then, there's something bigger than a finger at his entrance.
“Are you sure you want to do this, babe?” Jared asks, his mouth suddenly by Jensen's ear.
“Yes, I'm sure. I'm not made of porcelain, just fuck me already!”
“Getting right on that.” Jensen can all but hear the smirk.
Then, slowly, the blunt object at his hole increases pressure and enters him, stopping every occasion until Jensen signals that Jared can keep going. Finally, Jared bottoms out and when Jensen tells him to move, he pulls out and pushes back in and hits that spot that causes Jensen to see stars. With every thrust, partially upon Jensen's demands, he speeds up and hits his prostate sending sparks of pleasure up Jensen's spine and when Jensen clenches up and comes for a second mind-blowing time, Jared follows suit.
He throws away the condom wrapper and the boys clean each other up, before falling asleep in each others arms.
Chapter 7: http://nympha-fluminis.livejournal.com/5191.html
Jared's POV
A few more months pass and Jared and Jensen are still inseparable. They spend the majority of their time together and drive their roommates and friends crazy. So crazy that, even though it's early in the relationship, they decide to move in together.
They found an apartment for sale just off campus that, between the money that they both make waiting tables, is affordable. One bed, one bath, living room, kitchen. Tiny. Quaint, is how Jared likes to call it.
They haven't quite moved in yet and, to be honest, Jared is really nervous about the rashness of the move, but it isn't like the lease is long if the relationship flopped. Which Jared just flinched to think about in general.
He has yet to tell Danny that he loves him, and Jensen is the same, but Jared figures that's just who Jensen is. He doesn't feel the need and Jared's afraid if he says it first, Jensen will run.
Jared has no idea where all the scars on Danny's body came from, but he figures it was pretty damn traumatizing and figures that's why he seems to be afraid to get close.
Who says he doesn't pay attention in psychology?
He hears a knock on his door and leaps up to answer it. He sees Jensen standing, smiling, at his door and pulls him in quickly.
“Hey J-Danny!”
“Hi, Jare,” Jensen greets quietly.
“Soooo,” Jared draws out obnoxiously, “What 'cha doin'?”
“Just visiting my boyfriend while his roommate is out,” Jensen responds coyly.
“Oooh,” Jared says. “Does that mean what I think it means?”
“I don't think the RA or your neighbors would approve.”
“Fine,” Jared pouts, then laughs. Jensen and him really do click quite well together.
“Wanna go for a walk?” Jared asks after a few minutes.
“A walk?” Jensen responds skeptically. “I don't know...”
“Come on!” Jared says excitedly! “Let's go on a walk together!”
“Alright,” Jensen responds.
As the walk through the campus together, talking about everything from music to families, Jared reaches out and grabs Jensen's hand and entwines their fingers together.
He half (well, more than half) expects Jensen to pull away, but Jensen just flinches from the contact at bit at first, but relaxes into it.
They eventually stop in a large grassy area and sit together under a tree. Jensen leans his head on Jared's shoulder and murmurs:
“I love you.”
Jared almost jumps from the shock. Jensen is the last person he expected to make that confession. He's always so closed up, quiet and vulnerable. Something like that... well, needless to say, it's a shock.
“Really?” Jared asks, sitting up and turning so he can look Jensen in the eye. “You really mean it?”
“Of course I mean it!” Jensen complains, sounding almost annoyed. “I wouldn't say something like that if I didn't mean. So... uh, do you?”
“Do I what?” Jared asks stupidly.
“Umm,” Jensen stumbles quietly, “well, uh, love me?” His voice is a squeak by the end.
“Of course. I love you, too, Danny,” Jared says, realizing that Jensen needs to hear him say . Jared understands the need perfectly. Everything now seems much better than before .
They sit under the tree for hours, watching as the sun sets.
Jensen's POV
They are moving into their apartment today and for some reason Jensen is exceptionally worried. It isn't like he hasn't been there before. It's furnished (well, if a futon couch, queen mattress on the floor, TV with no cable, DVD player, fridge, and microwave counts as furnished) and it's not like moving into your first apartment is a huge stepping-stone in life like marriage, children, and college are, but he can feel the butterflies refusing to leave his stomach.
He hopes Jared feels the same.
Yet, despite all the nerves, Jensen is excited. More excited than he's ever been. He's just waiting for Jared now and when he shows up, they can start a new part of their life together.
A little before Jared is supposed to get there, Misha sits next to where Jensen is lounging and watching TV.
“Hey, Dan?” he asks quietly.
Jensen, catching onto the unusually serious tone, mutes the television and turns towards Misha.
“Yeah, Meesh? What's the matter?”
“Well, um, I feel kinda bad and really want to get this out the way before you leave,” Misha starts, leaving Jensen even more confused. “But, one night, when you were having an awful nightmare I sneaked across the room, and your pajama sleeve was hiked up a bit and I, uh, well I kinda saw-”
“You saw my scars,” Jensen answers monotonously, in pure shock. “Damn you, Misha! Those are private! You can't- I mean....” Jensen all but loses the ability to speak in his anger.
“I know, I know, and I'm sorry. I betrayed your trust. I should have told you, but I didn't,” Misha says, looking so crestfallen that Jensen can't help but feel bad about his anger.
“Hey,” Jensen says, quietly. “I think I over reacted. It's- it's okay. I can't tell you where they came from, but it's kind of a relief for me that you have seen them. Jared accidentally saw them also, so I actually feel a lot better.”
Jensen and Misha share a quick never-to-be-spoken-of-again hug just before Jared shows up and Jensen says his goodbyes.
***
Jared and Jensen sing along with old Led Zeppelin tapes loudly in the car and it feels like no time has passed when they pull up to their home.
They walk inside with their final boxes of clothes and just throw them in the closet.
“Hey,” Jared says in that tone that Jensen knows to mean something good, “look what I got as a house warming gift!”
A pulls out a season of Doctor Who and waves it in front of Jensen enticingly.
Jensen smiles. “I have the best the boyfriend ever!”
They sit together on the futon for the longest time watching hours of Doctor Who before Jared announces he's tired and drags Jensen into the room with him. Once in the room Jared lovingly and intimately hugs Jensen before either can undress, which is confusing to Jensen.
Jared leans back and begins slowly kissing Jensen, taking his time, and eventually mapping out his mouth with his tongue. Jensen moans, melting into the kiss.
He feels Jared's hands play with the hem of the sweatshirt he's wearing before gently pulling it over his head, leaving Jensen feeling exposed in just jeans and a T-shirt.
“Jared-” he starts, barely pulling off Jared's mouth.
“Shh,” Jared shushes. “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”
Jensen whimpers when Jared pulls out of the hold completely and begins undressing himself. Jensen feels overwhelmed by the revealing of his love's body, and when Jared gently helps him out of his shirt, inadequate. Jared has all these miles of beautiful tanned skin and abs, while Jensen is pale from lack of sun and, while not in bad shape, nothing like Jared. He's covered in scars. Hideous, hideous scars.
“So beautiful,” Jared says quietly as he pulls Jensen into a brief kiss, as though he had heard Jensen's thoughts.
Jared gently picks Jensen up and lays him on the bed, face up.
“So, so, beautiful,” he says again, just as quietly. “And all for me.”
Jared leans down and begins kissing over the top most of Jensen's scars.
“Stop-,” Jensen weakly protests,pushing softly at Jared. “Dirty, bad,” he murmurs.
“Nope,” Jared replies happily. “I'm going to replace all the bad memories here,” he pauses for a kiss to one of the scars, “with my mouth.”
He travels up and down Jensen's torso doing just that, causing Jensen to become more and more aroused, until he reaches the top of his pants. By then, Jensen is a mess, repeating, “God, yes, yes, yes Jared, fuck!” while Jared smirks undoes the button at the top of his pants, followed by the sound of a zipper and fabric being carefully pulled off his legs. The sound repeats, seemingly Jared taking off his pants as well, but Jensen is too much of a mess to capable of any such thought. He just knows he wants more.
Jared removes his boxers even more slowly and sensuously than his pants had been, exposing Jensen's hard on to the cold air leaving him more laid out than Jensen had been for anyone, save one who he does his best not to think about during this amazing, beautiful thing.
Jared works his way down Jensen's legs, causing him to lose it more and more, yet carefully just avoiding his penis, much to his discontent.
Once Jared reaches Jensen's ankles, he comes back up and swallows Jensen's dick into his mouth, carefully sucking until Jensen comes harder than he ever has.
“Oh, god,” Jensen murmurs in ecstasy as he comes down from his mind-blowing orgasm. Then, he realizes that he just blew his load like a horny fifteen year old.
Jared seems to understand what he's thinking, and gently kisses him on the mouth and says, “Shh, don't worry. Needed that to relax. So the next part won't hurt. Unless you want to-”
“No!” Jensen yells, possibly over reacting to the suggestion that he top, “Inside me, Jare! Now!”
“Alright, bossy!” Jared says jokingly, then reaches into the pants of the pocket he discarded and retrieves a tube of something.
“What's that?” Jensen asks, sitting up on his forearms.
“It'll be easier at first if you roll over on your stomach,” Jared goes on, ignoring Jensen. “It won't hurt as bad.”
“But what's that!” Jensen cries in exasperation, pointing at the bottle Jared's holding.
“This?” Jared asks, gesturing to the bottle and looking shocked that Jensen doesn't know what it is.
“Um, yeah,” Jensen replies.
“This is lube. So I, you know, slide in easier.”
“Oh.”
Jensen then turns over and wishes he could see what Jared is doing behind him. He hears the popping of a cap then, nothing, until there's one finger gently pushing at his hole, coated in something cold and slippery.
Jensen gasps, then settles at it warms up and Jared pushes it in and out of him. It doesn't hurt like Jensen's worried it would. It feels a bit weird at first, but then Jared hit that spot. He remembers that Davis has hit that once or twice to make him come, but that had been humiliating, nothing like this.
Jared's finger left for a moment, then comes back, but this time there are two of them. There is a slight burn, but it isn't at all bad. In fact, it feels good. Jared slowly scissors his fingers and pulls them in and out, before repeating the process with a third, then, declaring Jensen thoroughly stretched, pulled out completely. Jensen whines when he loses the fingers, but hears the ripping of a condom package and decides to be patient.
The bottle of lube opens again and then, there's something bigger than a finger at his entrance.
“Are you sure you want to do this, babe?” Jared asks, his mouth suddenly by Jensen's ear.
“Yes, I'm sure. I'm not made of porcelain, just fuck me already!”
“Getting right on that.” Jensen can all but hear the smirk.
Then, slowly, the blunt object at his hole increases pressure and enters him, stopping every occasion until Jensen signals that Jared can keep going. Finally, Jared bottoms out and when Jensen tells him to move, he pulls out and pushes back in and hits that spot that causes Jensen to see stars. With every thrust, partially upon Jensen's demands, he speeds up and hits his prostate sending sparks of pleasure up Jensen's spine and when Jensen clenches up and comes for a second mind-blowing time, Jared follows suit.
He throws away the condom wrapper and the boys clean each other up, before falling asleep in each others arms.
Chapter 7: http://nympha-fluminis.livejournal.com/5191.html