Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)blue_fjordsJune 6 2010, 06:08:14 UTC
Jensen went to bed that night, sick with worry. What had he done? Misha was supposed to be his best friend. They’d even cut their palms and slapped their hands together, pledging their eternal devotion. Had Misha decided those things were childish? That Jensen was too childish? He’d turned fourteen recently, was that too young to be seventeen-year-old Misha’s best friend? Jensen turned his face into his pillow and silently cried.
He felt his bed dip, and then Misha was there beside him.
“What the fuck, Misha?” Jensen said angrily. “The open window isn’t an invitation, you know.” He was sure Misha could see the tear stains on his cheeks and he burned with humiliation.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there this afternoon,” Misha said softly.
“Yeah, well, can’t expect you to always want to go to the middle school just to get the neighbor kid,” Jensen grumbled, echoing his mother.
“Shut up, Jensen, you know you’re not just the neighbor kid to me, asshole.” Misha rolled over until he was practically on top of him. The bed was much too narrow. “And we won’t be neighbors for much longer. That’s why I wasn’t there today. My dad’s resurfaced and Mom wants us to go back to Massachusetts with him.”
Jensen felt sick to his stomach. “No,” he whispered.
“We’d leave in a week,” Misha continued, relentless.
“No!” Jensen said again, louder this time.
“She wants to be in Mass for the first of May. Pole dancing.” He snorted.
Jensen stared at him. There was just NO WAY Misha was moving. “What about the end of the school year? Shouldn’t you stay here at least for that?” he asked, desperate.
“We Collins leave a nomadic lifestyle, Jensen. Never get tied down,” Misha said with a sardonic little smile.
Jensen’s eyes filled with tears and he tried to look away, but there was no place to turn in the narrow bed. “I don’t want you to go,” he whispered, hating how pathetic he sounded. But what would he do without Misha? Without his dry wit and wide grins and friendship? He loved Misha.
Misha was staring at him now, the moonlight throwing shadows across his face so that Jensen couldn’t tell what he was thinking. Jensen’s heart hammered wildly in his chest as he leaned forward.
He’d never kissed anyone before. Well, anyone who counted. Misha counted. Misha’s lips were soft, but strong beneath his own, and Misha knew what he was doing. Misha pulled him closer, and Jensen’s entire body tingled with the contact. His mouth opened slightly in surprise, and Misha’s tongue slipped inside. Jensen could feel him shifting around him, and then the older boy was on top of him, still kissing him, and Jensen surged up, forcing his own tongue up into Misha’s mouth.
It felt fantastic, weird, natural, exhilarating and scary all at once, and then his body began to respond just like in his dreams. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what this was, he was just lacking in practical experience. Misha helped them both out, though, pulling down their pants, his hand stroking Jensen and himself as Jensen rutted uncontrollably beneath him.
“Misha,” he moaned into the kiss, and damn, it was all happening so fast, it was all he could do to hang on.
“I’ve got you,” Misha murmured against his throat. “You’re with me.”
Jensen’s back arched off the bed as he came in a sticky rush, his cry muffled by Misha’s lips. He felt utterly boneless and drained and was just coming back to himself when Misha bit his neck, grinding into him and adding his own sticky mess on Jensen and his sheets.
Jensen stared up at Misha. He looked beautiful, all flushed and happy. Jensen reached up a hand and traced the other boy’s jawline. “Please don’t go.”
Misha leaned down and kissed him. “We’ll think of something. I promise. I don’t want to leave.”
Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)blue_fjordsJune 6 2010, 10:58:20 UTC
Thanks, q!!!! I LOVED that prompt and I'm supposed to be writing a few other things, but all week I've been thinking about it. So I had to get something down in order to be able to finish the other stuff. I do plan to come back to this.
Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)timey_wimey_kidJune 6 2010, 14:28:26 UTC
ALKFDSJ;GDFJLGSDDSAK;JF;GFSK!!!!!!!!!!!!11
OMC I JUST HAVE TO HUG YOU FOR WRITING THIS CUZ IT WAS AWESOME :D :D :D
TBH I thought if anyone wrote this it would just be friendship!fic cuz, uhm, teens much? But Jensen falling for Misha = awesome (and inevitable xDDD)
Oh and I never wrote this but Misha climbing up the tree to Jensen's window is exactly what I imagined when I was thinking about this fic. Dunno where that came from. Hmmm.
If you ever write a sequel to this I'll just have to start building you a monument. :D
Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)blue_fjordsJune 6 2010, 16:32:44 UTC
I hadn't been thinking of sex when I started to write it, honestly, but I had thought "14 = wet dreams" and it, uh, followed from there. Young, yeah. I'm glad it worked out, though!
The climbing the tree to the window image would not leave me ever since I read the prompt and it FORCED me to write this. FORCED, I say! Very awesome prompt, thank you so much for it, and I really want to continue it after I finish up some other stuff!
Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)timey_wimey_kidJune 6 2010, 16:46:02 UTC
Yeh, well, 14 y.o., that totally makes sense. It just seems like a lot of people in fandom have problems when sex is involved in fic about teenagers. Yeh, I don't get that either.
It worked out awesome. :D Felt like such a perfect mix of modern teenage dramas and something classic, IDK, Tom Sawyer-style. Glad you liked the prompt. :D And I say I can't wait to read a sequel.
Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)kaylbunnyJune 14 2010, 11:23:09 UTC
I have to join in the cries of MOAR PLEASE, because this is sweet and touching and usually I hate underage sex but it completely fitted this story and I JUST LOVE IT ♥
Re: Teen!Misha&Jensen AU (Part 3/3)blue_fjordsJune 16 2010, 04:27:11 UTC
Oh, thank you! I usually find underage sex can bring the squick factor, but this was such an awesome prompt and the sex just kind of flowed from it. I really liked writing the coming-of-age angle and will pick it back up again at some point!
He felt his bed dip, and then Misha was there beside him.
“What the fuck, Misha?” Jensen said angrily. “The open window isn’t an invitation, you know.” He was sure Misha could see the tear stains on his cheeks and he burned with humiliation.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there this afternoon,” Misha said softly.
“Yeah, well, can’t expect you to always want to go to the middle school just to get the neighbor kid,” Jensen grumbled, echoing his mother.
“Shut up, Jensen, you know you’re not just the neighbor kid to me, asshole.” Misha rolled over until he was practically on top of him. The bed was much too narrow. “And we won’t be neighbors for much longer. That’s why I wasn’t there today. My dad’s resurfaced and Mom wants us to go back to Massachusetts with him.”
Jensen felt sick to his stomach. “No,” he whispered.
“We’d leave in a week,” Misha continued, relentless.
“No!” Jensen said again, louder this time.
“She wants to be in Mass for the first of May. Pole dancing.” He snorted.
Jensen stared at him. There was just NO WAY Misha was moving. “What about the end of the school year? Shouldn’t you stay here at least for that?” he asked, desperate.
“We Collins leave a nomadic lifestyle, Jensen. Never get tied down,” Misha said with a sardonic little smile.
Jensen’s eyes filled with tears and he tried to look away, but there was no place to turn in the narrow bed. “I don’t want you to go,” he whispered, hating how pathetic he sounded. But what would he do without Misha? Without his dry wit and wide grins and friendship? He loved Misha.
Misha was staring at him now, the moonlight throwing shadows across his face so that Jensen couldn’t tell what he was thinking. Jensen’s heart hammered wildly in his chest as he leaned forward.
He’d never kissed anyone before. Well, anyone who counted. Misha counted. Misha’s lips were soft, but strong beneath his own, and Misha knew what he was doing. Misha pulled him closer, and Jensen’s entire body tingled with the contact. His mouth opened slightly in surprise, and Misha’s tongue slipped inside. Jensen could feel him shifting around him, and then the older boy was on top of him, still kissing him, and Jensen surged up, forcing his own tongue up into Misha’s mouth.
It felt fantastic, weird, natural, exhilarating and scary all at once, and then his body began to respond just like in his dreams. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what this was, he was just lacking in practical experience. Misha helped them both out, though, pulling down their pants, his hand stroking Jensen and himself as Jensen rutted uncontrollably beneath him.
“Misha,” he moaned into the kiss, and damn, it was all happening so fast, it was all he could do to hang on.
“I’ve got you,” Misha murmured against his throat. “You’re with me.”
Jensen’s back arched off the bed as he came in a sticky rush, his cry muffled by Misha’s lips. He felt utterly boneless and drained and was just coming back to himself when Misha bit his neck, grinding into him and adding his own sticky mess on Jensen and his sheets.
Jensen stared up at Misha. He looked beautiful, all flushed and happy. Jensen reached up a hand and traced the other boy’s jawline. “Please don’t go.”
Misha leaned down and kissed him. “We’ll think of something. I promise. I don’t want to leave.”
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omg honey. i ADORE THIS.
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OMC I JUST HAVE TO HUG YOU FOR WRITING THIS CUZ IT WAS AWESOME :D :D :D
TBH I thought if anyone wrote this it would just be friendship!fic cuz, uhm, teens much? But Jensen falling for Misha = awesome (and inevitable xDDD)
Oh and I never wrote this but Misha climbing up the tree to Jensen's window is exactly what I imagined when I was thinking about this fic. Dunno where that came from. Hmmm.
If you ever write a sequel to this I'll just have to start building you a monument. :D
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The climbing the tree to the window image would not leave me ever since I read the prompt and it FORCED me to write this. FORCED, I say! Very awesome prompt, thank you so much for it, and I really want to continue it after I finish up some other stuff!
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It worked out awesome. :D Felt like such a perfect mix of modern teenage dramas and something classic, IDK, Tom Sawyer-style. Glad you liked the prompt. :D And I say I can't wait to read a sequel.
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