[fic] dont_hate_me01: Games We Play
[ Jared/Jensen ]
Title: Games We Play
Writer: dont_hate_me01
Alternate links: AO3
Status of work: Complete
Characters and/or pairings: Jared/Jensen; Misha/Steve; Jeffrey/Jim/Jared and other pairings
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents:[Click to read]Written for the 2011 spn_j2_bigbang. J2, RPS, Slave!fic, Abduction, Angst, BDSM, Character death (minor), Dom/sub relationships, Drama, Dub-Con, Explicit m/m sex, Hurt/comfort, Language, Masturbation, Non-con, Sexual assault, Spanking, Threesome, Toy!play, Trauma, Violence
Length: 86,545
Summary: This is a story about love; control - learning to live a life you never thought off. It’s about being shoved into a relationship that you have no knowledge off and don’t know the rules. It’s expected of you to submit at a single touch; to know when to remain silent - when to beg for release.
It’s about putting your trust into a man whom you don’t know, so that you can be taken apart and then be put back together again with the aim of selling you to your true Masters.
This is the story of Jared Padalecki; a special order for the Dom pair of Jim Beaver and Jeffrey Dean Morgan and valued at ten million dollars. Jared was kidnapped by Jensen Ackles and his company whose business it is to supply newly trained subs for an ever growing market of Doms and in that one moment Jared’s whole life is turned on its head with no way of escape. Not only does he have to deal with his own health issues as a diabetic but he has to put his trust in a total stranger who’s green eyes haunts him in his dreams. This is also the story of Jensen Ackles who has the duty to train this newly obtained sub, to break him into the perfect sub; but fate steps in - as well as betrayal and even though Jensen knows that the Dom partnership of Jim and Jeffrey would take good care of Jared, was he willing to part with the spirited Jared or will Jared become Jensen’s own perfect sub?
Reccer's notes: I love this story. The first time I read it, I couldn't seem to wrap my head around the fact that Jensen wasn't a good guy. It bothered me on such a primitive level. He said all the things that a good guy would say, did all the things good guys do... but he was a SLAVER. PERIOD. FULL STOP. And Jared didn't want to be his sub. The writing is terrific, the story is beautifully paced, I just wanted to LIKE Jensen, he was likeable, I did like him (damn you dont_hate_me01 and your good writing : ). But then I felt guilty because I shouldn't have liked him LOL - he forced Jared into this life. Such a delicious contrast, and an exhilarating adventure, set in modern day America, this is not simply a kinky fantasy (those are good too). This story feels so real, it could happen to anyone and Jared's struggle against his enforced submission is a scary sight.
[Short excerpt]Jensen turned his attention to Steve. “Are you sure he’s got no support system or any friends that will miss him?”
Steve nodded his head. “Jared’s parents were killed in a car crash when he was five years old. Since then, he’s been in the system including seven foster homes up to the age of twelve when he ran away. After that, I’ve got nothing on him until he popped back into society at age eighteen. From what I’ve seen of him I would say he lived on the streets. He will be a tough one to take down and I have to wish you good luck, Jensen, because this one will be hard to break.”
Jensen made no reply but turned the page to stare at the latest photo of Jared. “What about relationships?”
“He is bi, although it’s not a well known fact. He’s the silent type. No one knows the real Jared,” Steve concluded as he used his fingers as quotation marks on the word real.
“Last relationship?” Jensen did not want a possible lover crawling out of the woodwork to start asking questions. There was too much riding on this deal to let something like that happen.
“No relationships. He uses street hookers for relief, never using the same whore - male or female - more than once.”
“I hope the last time he topped he enjoyed it, because that was the last time, ever.” Chad said and laughed at his own crude joke.