New: To Let My Heart Be Heaved by Exultant Motion (SPN RPS AU-J2) 4/6
Author: Rini myficjournal and Saklani saklani2
Artist: Angstpuppy angstpuppy
Title: To Let My Heart Be Heaved By Exultant Movement
Pairings: Jensen/Jared, Jensen/OMC, Jensen/Jeffrey Morgan (past)
Series: AU SPN RPS
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Ana
Word Count: 53,000
Warning: Character death (not main)
Summary: Orphan Jared Padalecki gets a position as the groundskeeper of the great Thornhill Hall. His first meeting with the owner, Jensen Ackles, is not auspicious. And what lurks in the tower, screaming and sobbing at night?
Disclaimer: We own nothing. We mean no harm. We make no money. Thank you.
Author's Notes: This is based on the book “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Bronte with a few added twists and turns.
Wrapping his arms around Jared's shoulders, Jensen stroked one hand over Jared's head and then threaded his fingers in the longer strands. "Are you all right?"
"Oh yes," Jared breathed, turning to press hot kisses over every part of Jensen's skin. He began to slide down his right leg, each inch being worshipped by his mouth. "So happy here at your feet."
"Jesus," Jensen moaned, reaching down to curl his hand around his cock and tighten the grip to keep from coming at Jared's words. "Your mouth on my skin is amazing, Jay."
Jared smiled brilliantly and continued all the way down until he literally kissed Jensen's feet. He felt no shame in the act, delighted to be allowed to touch someone so far his better. Throwing in a few nibbles out of sheer mischief, he traveled up Jensen's left leg.
Jensen kept a strong grip around his cock, trembling while Jared made his way back up his other leg. "You have no idea how unbelievably tempting you are," he murmured.
Jared lifted his face to the praise and smiled at Jensen. He rubbed his face against Jensen's cock, nuzzling at the heated velvet skin. "Is licking all there is?"
"It's just the beginning," Jensen said with a shake of his head. He slid his fingers through Jared's hair, smiling. "But that is a huge step, and it's okay if you're not ready for more."
"What is there more?" Jared asked. He put a hand on Jensen's sex and stroked slowly up and down the length.
Jensen moaned, tipped his head back and lifted his hips into Jared's touches. "Everything more, really," he said. "You can use your mouth on a number of places, or your fingers."
"My mouth?" Jared asked and regarded Jensen with wide, curious eyes. "How? May I?"
"Yes, do what you want," Jensen said, reaching over his head with one hand to hold onto the couch. "Explore me however you want."
Jared tilted his head and kissed his way up Jensen's torso, pressing him back into the couch. He sucked at one of his nipples instinctively, mouth closing and tongue moving in quick, little flicks.
Lips parted on a low moan, Jensen arched into Jared's mouth. He stroked a hand down his back and kept the other cradling Jared's head.
Jared hummed in satisfaction and transferred his mouth to Jensen's other nipple, sucking until it peaked. He lifted his head and smiled at Jensen. "Is that pleasant?"
"Yes, Jared," Jensen said. "It feels amazing."
Jared bit down lightly on Jensen's collarbone and nibbled across the hard ridge. He rubbed his reawakening body against Jensen's thoughtlessly, reveling in the feel of skin against skin.
Jensen hummed softly. "Keep going, Jared...feels so good when you touch me like this."
Jared lifted up for a brief kiss and then scooted back down to kneel at Jensen's feet again. He pressed his legs apart and rubbed his nose against Jensen's groin. "You smell strong here."
"Do you like how it smells?" Jensen asked, arching an eyebrow, hips pressing up at the insistent touches.
"Musky," Jared said. "Like you, only so many times more." He pressed a kiss to each parted thigh. "May I taste?"
Jensen blew out a harsh breath and smiled. "Yeah, go ahead. You can try anything you want, Jared."
Jared gripped Jensen's erection lightly and moved to lick the tip. He groaned at the flavor, something exotic and salty splashed over his taste buds. Nervous, he licked big swaths all around the head, wanting to take it in his mouth.
Jensen grabbed the edge of the couch in his hand. "Jay," he said, breath shaky and body quivering.
"This is good," Jared said, reading Jensen's responses tentatively. He nibbled his lower lip, sucked in a breath and then slid his mouth over the head of Jensen's cock.
Jensen shoved the palm of his hand in his mouth and bit down to stop himself from thrusting immediately into Jared's throat.
Jared pulled off with a soft sound of pleasure and licked again at the head. Bolder, he took more of Jensen in, doing nothing more than mouthing and licking.
Jensen sighed and tangled his fingers in Jared's hair. "So amazing, Jared. So good."
Pulling off again, Jared confessed bashfully, "I do not know what more to do with my mouth."
"You do not need to do more, Jared," Jensen said. "You’re doing wonderfully already. You can play with my nipples if you want."
Jared laughed softly and reached up to circle one nipple. "You know so much about this. I feel inadequate. I wish to learn."
Jensen reached out and took one of Jared's hands in his, tangling their fingers together. "You’re not inadequate. You are innocent and new, and that's wonderful. You’ll learn in time."
Jared tugged himself up to lean over Jensen's torso. He idly stroked the fingers of his left hand over Jensen's stomach, even as he continued to tease the nipple with his left. "How can I help you release?"
"Wrap your hand around me, Jared, and stroke me up and down," Jensen said. He tugged Jared in close and kissed him hard.
Jared groaned and fumbled to find Jensen’s cock while being kissed. He finally grabbed hold of him, and after a few shifts to get the grip right, stroked fast, but uncontrolled. He could barely remember to move his hand.
Jensen writhed, moaning and kissing Jared thoroughly. He rocked his hips into Jared’s grip, working himself toward release.
Jared stopped moving his hand and made a warm, tight channel for Jensen to thrust into. He could do no more, not when they were so close, their tongues twined.
Grabbing Jared's shoulders tightly, Jensen thrust his hips up and down so that he got the most friction. "So gorgeous," he whispered.
Jared nibbled and sucked at Jensen's tongue and lower lip. He pinched and twisted Jensen's right nipple in time.
"Oh fuck," Jensen moaned when Jared tweaked his nipple, hips bucking one last time as he spurted over Jared's hand.
Jared gasped in wonder as Jensen climaxed. Pride swelled his chest, for he had made the experienced and gorgeous Jensen lose himself.
Jensen rode through his climax, shaking under Jared's body. He pulled Jared to him, kissing him as deeply as possible while coming down from his high.
Smiling, Jared opened his mouth and sucked contentedly on Jensen's tongue. He rubbed the spilled seed into Jensen's skin and pulled back with a smile. "That was good."
"That was wonderful," Jensen said, kissing Jared lazily and stroking a hand over his head.
Jared pressed against the hand in his hair and then ducked his head to press kisses over Jensen's face and down his neck. Each time his lips parted from skin with a soft noise, he hastened to find a new place to kiss.
Jensen hummed softly while Jared kissed his body. He was satiated and replete, enjoying the way Jared touched and explored his body.
Jared got bolder, running his hands over Jensen's smooth, warm, and slightly sweaty skin. He worshipped at the altar of Jensen, every action speaking of his devotion. Regardless of the mess still on Jensen's stomach, he lay his head there, content.
"You are a gift, Jared," Jensen said, stroking his hand over Jared's head and letting his eyes drift shut. He was content in a way he hadn’t been for a long time.
"Your gift. All yours," Jared breathed softly. "I will do anything you ask."
Jensen smiled. "I know you will, but I'd rather you do anything you want."
"I cannot do that," Jared said, eyes lowering shyly. "There is your place to think of. I must not tell everyone, as I wish to, of how much you mean to me."
"That is true," Jensen acknowledged. "But in here, at least, I want you to touch me when and how you want. We are equals in this."
"And if I want to worship you, that is well with you?” Jared asked, rubbing his cheek against Jensen.
Jensen nodded, breathing out a shaky breath. "If that is what you wish, certainly. I don’t want you to feel as though you must do what I say when it’s opposed to what you wish. I do not want our societal status to matter in our private activities."
Jared smiled and asked softly, "May I lay beside you?"
"Of course." Jensen opened his arms and shifted to the side to make room for Jared to settle into his body.
Jared climbed on the cushions and shifted around until he was situated comfortably, head on Jensen's shoulder and pressed as close as possible. "Will we do more today?"
Jensen smiled and kissed Jared's hair. "Possibly. Do you want to do more?"
"Yes," Jared said and pushed his hardening sex into Jensen's side. "You make me want everything...as soon as we may."
Jensen chuckled and tugged Jared close for a deep kiss. "You can have it all, Jared."
"You say that, but I have no idea what all means," Jared said, though not in a complaining way. He pressed a kiss to Jensen's nose. "May I learn to ride?"
"Ride?" Jensen asked, vivid images of Jared astride his body flooding his mind.
"A horse," Jared said innocently. "I should like a valid reason to ride with my master in view of all eyes."
Jensen chuckled and nodded his head. "Of course you may learn to ride. I can even give you the lessons myself."
Jared colored and nuzzled under Jensen's chin. "Will that not look strange?"
"Who is to see? Or care?" Jensen asked, rubbing his cheek on Jared's hair.
"Your friends," Jared said, tucking closer. His hips thrust lightly against Jensen, as desire awoke again. "May we touch?"
"I care not what they say," Jensen said, snuggling Jared close. "Besides, it will allow you to do your job more efficiently." He stroked his hands down Jared's back and used them for leverage to rock their hips together. "Touch me however you please."
Jared shifted and rearranged a few times, before settling back with a sigh. "I do not know how. I want you…atop me?"
Jensen grinned, unable to help himself and nodded at Jared. "Climb off then and take off your clothes."
Jared rolled off the couch and back to his feet. He stumbled quickly out of his boots, socks, breeches and undergarments, before standing tall and embarrassed in front of Jensen. Head down, he tried not to shrink into himself.
"Don't hide from me." Jensen lifted Jared's head with a finger under his chin. "You’re gorgeous, and I want to be able to look at you."
Jared offered a shy smile and tried not to be so nervous. His cock softened a little, as he shivered. "I'm not used to being regarded as anything other than unwanted."
Jensen stroked his hands up and down Jared's arms. "You are not unwanted to me," he said. "You’re right where I want you."
Jared trembled under the tender touch and whispered, "What shall I do now?"
"Touch me, any way you like." Jensen pulled Jared closer and kissed him deeply.
Jared blew out a harsh breath as their mouths parted. "I want you atop me," he whispered. "It seems right."
Jensen nodded. "Get comfortable on the couch then," he said and stepped back.
Spreading himself out on the couch, Jared looked up at Jensen with anxious, hopeful eyes. "Like this?"
"That's perfect," Jensen said, kneeling between Jared's thighs. "Tell me if you want me to move at any time, all right?"
"I want you down here with me," Jared said plaintively. He reached up for Jensen.
Jensen lowered himself over Jared. He nuzzled under Jared's jaw and sucked up a light mark on his throat.
Jared moaned softly and wrapped his arms around Jensen. He rubbed his broad back, traced his spine and curled his fingers around his shoulders. "Want you right there."
"You like that?" Jensen asked quietly, rocking his body up and down Jared's to rub their skin together.
"Yes," Jared moaned, moving in tandem with Jensen. "Like fire over me."
Jensen grinned and lifted his head to kiss Jared deeply. He stroked a hand down Jared's side, holding tight and encouraging him to rock his hips into Jensen's.
Jared spread his legs further apart, jamming one into the cushions and causing the other to half-dangle off the edge of the couch. "Please. Please." His head fell back, eyes closed and mouth open in a delighted 'o.’
"Love the way you respond to me, Jared," Jensen moaned, nibbling down Jared's throat to his collarbone and thrusting their cocks together.
Jared loved the feel of teeth on his throat. The idea of being marked, a visual claim of Jensen's want, made him arch his neck and encourage more. Never had he been wanted before Jensen.
Humming, Jensen slid lower and suckled first one nipple and then the other. "You taste so good," he moaned, sliding up and kissing Jared again.
Jared growled in displeasure when Jensen released his nipples so quickly. He kissed him readily enough, already employing things he had learned. "Taste whatever you want of me. I am yours."
"I can touch you any way I want?" Jensen asked, pressing kisses down Jared's chest. He flicked his tongue over each nipple, biting down, before moving back and forth between them.
Jared turned incoherent in a scant few seconds. But his wild cries and desperate movements answered the question for him.
After a few moments of driving Jared crazy, Jensen dragged his lips down Jared's chest and nibbled at his stomach. "You are so well built, muscles rippling for me."
"All the gardening," Jared panted between moans. "Please, Jensen."
"Please what?" Jensen asked, smiling and dragging his chin over the sensitive skin low on Jared's belly. He knew just what the rasp of stubble could do to one's control.
Jared keened low in his throat and pressed against the rough prickles. He shook his head, not knowing how to answer Jensen's question. All he knew was that he needed, but what, he could not say.
Jensen moaned and slid lower. He curled his fist around Jared's cock and held him at the base so he could curl his tongue around the tip and suck it into his mouth with a quiet hum.
Jared grabbed for Jensen's head and threaded fingers uselessly through the short strands of hair. His hips pressed up into the warm, suckling heat. "Oh God!"
Humming, Jensen swallowed Jared down as far as possible. He loved the feel of having his air cut off, the fullness of sucking a lover deep into his throat while his eyes watered.
Jared bucked and gasped, unable to control his reactions. This was sensation and pleasure on a scale he had never experienced. And the sight of Jensen, lips stretched around his girth, only heightened everything that much further.
Jensen pushed it to the last second, finally pulling back and gasping for breath while he stroked Jared's cock with his hand. "Fuck, you're huge," he whispered, voice raw and harsh from the stretch and pressure of sucking Jared so deep. His cock leaked in response, rubbing against the couch when Jensen dipped his head and went back to sucking Jared.
"I am?" Jared whispered. "Oh!" His release curled deep in his belly and built, until he whined on a high note.
Moaning around Jared's size, Jensen pushed until he had Jared lodged in his throat. He swallowed and flicked his tongue over the sensitive nerves under the head, closing his eyes and steeping himself in the scent and taste of Jared.
Jared exploded into Jensen's mouth and throat, unable to withstand the talented handling a moment longer.
Jensen sucked until Jared fell back against the couch, spent and trembling. He licked his lips, stroked Jared's side gently and then surged up and over him to kiss Jared deeply.
Jared threw his arms around Jensen and kissed back. His body hummed through the pleasant lassitude of satiation, but he forced himself to move. "You are wonderful," he murmured. "So good to me."
"It is good for both of us," Jensen insisted. "I like to see you spread out beneath me, taking your pleasure. It's heady to know I can make you feel so good."
Jared stroked Jensen's face. "You are most generous to me, my Jensen. I have never known such kindness."
Jensen frowned. "You should know goodness for all of your life."
"I never really knew what it was ‘til I came to your home," Jared said. Invitation in his eyes, he rubbed wantonly against Jensen.
"You shall always know it here, Jared," Jensen promised.
"Please, Jensen, answer me this time. How may I please you? What do you wish from me?" Jared begged, eyes wide.
Jensen dragged his finger over Jared's lower lip. "Will you suck on me like I just did for you?"
"Oh." Jared swallowed hard and nodded. "Will you assist me in doing it well? I do not think I can do what you did yet."
"You do not have to take me so deep, but just take me in your mouth and suckle on me," Jensen said. "And I shall try to instruct you."
"I want to please you that way," Jared said. He nipped at the finger still offered to him by Jensen.
Jensen smiled and pulled Jared in for a kiss. "That is all I can ask," he murmured.
"Do we have to change positions again?" Jared asked with a little pout. "I like being under you."
"We do for that, but there are other things we can do another time where I am over you," Jensen said with a grin and a deep kiss. He loved Jared's innocence and honesty.
"As you say," Jared said, lips glistening and swollen. "Shall I kneel or try the way you did?"
Jensen grinned. "What do you want?"
"Jensen," Jared said in a half-whine, "please tell me what you prefer."
Sighing softly, Jensen kissed Jared. "I want you on your knees between my legs." He pulled himself back after one more kiss and waited for Jared to stand up.
Jared smiled and scrambled to get into position beside the couch. He looked up at Jensen. "Is this right?"
"Yes," Jensen said, settling onto the couch and spreading his legs wide. His cock bobbed against his stomach, and he reached down to stroke himself slowly. "Now, put a pillow down and come kneel between my knees."
Jared grabbed a pillow off the sofa and set it on the ground, before kneeling on it. He watched Jensen's hand avidly. "Let me?"
Jensen stopped stroking, moved both hands to his thighs and nodded. "Go ahead, Jared."
Brushing a kiss over each, now stilled, hand, Jared gripped Jensen's cock in one of his own and aligned his mouth with the tip. Pressing back all fear and worry, he opened his mouth wide and took in the head. Closing his lips into a tight seal, he experimented with a little sucking.
Moaning, Jensen closed his eyes briefly and blew out a harsh breath. He rubbed his hands on his thighs and then looked down at Jared sucking on him. "So good," he whispered.
Jared sucked harder in response to the praise and tried to take more of Jensen in his mouth. His sensitive palate balked, and he gagged and choked, pulling back and looking shamed. Dauntless, he tried again.
"Go slow, Jared. It takes time to be able to do what I did," Jensen murmured, stroking a hand over Jared's head and moaning when Jared's teeth lightly scrape along his length.
Jared hated the thought of Jensen’s experience, but clamped down on the notion. He was a mere servant, lucky to garner this attention for even a moment. And when Jensen moved on to another lover, Jared would still have been blessed. With those thoughts in mind, he strove even harder to make the experience everything Jensen might desire.
Humming, Jensen tangled his fingers in Jared's hair and tugged lightly. He wasn't trying to guide him anywhere; he merely enjoyed touching lovers while they sucked him. "Just like that, Jared. So good."
Jared practically purred and pressed into the touch, even as he kept sucking diligently. His teeth scraped accidentally over Jensen's flesh now and then, though he tried to keep them sheathed.
"Could fuck your mouth all night, Jay...so fucking gorgeous," Jensen moaned, threading both hands through Jared's hair and rocking his hips up slightly.
Jared coughed, both at the thrust and the rough, dirty language. Refusing to let that stop him, he sucked harder and inched a little more into his mouth. He fisted the part he could not get inside yet, trying to make sure he maximized Jensen's pleasure.
Jensen moaned, hands gripping Jared. "Jay."
Jared slipped off with a slick pop to catch a quick breath and then licked at the head. He got everything even wetter, enjoying the burst of bitter and salt on his tongue, before sliding his mouth back over and sealing again.
"Jay," Jensen breathed out. "Use your teeth...just lightly, right under the head. I love that."
Jared hummed an affirmative, trying to nod his head and discovering that was awkward with your mouth this kind of full. He found the spot he thought Jensen meant and experimentally ran his teeth there. Everything went well until Jensen poked him in a sensitive area, and Jared sputtered and his teeth raked instead of brushed.
Jensen jumped, crying out and jerking his hips. He panted and stared down at Jared with wide eyes and more than a little bit of nerves.
Jared released Jensen instantly and fell back on his haunches, eyes wide and fearful. "I'm so sorry," he croaked. "I didn't mean to!"
"It's okay," Jensen said, pressing his hips down into the couch, reaching for Jared and gesturing him to come closer.
Swallowing against the lump in his throat, Jared approached Jensen on his knees and placed his hands against the couch on either side of his legs. He stayed between Jensen's spread legs, eyes tilted up and full of appeal.
Jensen pulled Jared closer and kissed him deeply. "Sometimes that happens."
"I am sure you never made such a clumsy mistake," Jared said in a small voice. He leaned his head against Jensen's chest and made a noise of distress. "I'll learn. I'll do it better."
"Of course I did the first time I tried that," Jensen said, stroking Jared back and nuzzling at his cheek. "It takes time, patience and practice." He kissed Jared's temple and held him close.
Jared nodded and pressed a kiss to Jensen's chest, right over his heart. "Shall I try again?" he asked, pulling back and looking up at Jensen. "You have yet to find your pleasure."
"Why don't you use your hand? I love your calluses…the way they rub over my skin," Jensen admitted with another kiss.
"It seems insufficient after all you have done for me this day," Jared said, but took Jensen in hand. This he could do with little fear, and the saliva slicked the way and made stroking so much easier. "Is there nothing more I might learn here?" he asked.
Jensen hummed and rocked his hips into Jared's hand. "Use your other hand on my nipples and my sack. I like being touched all over."
Catching Jensen's heavy sack in his free hand, Jared rolled it carefully, not sure how much pressure was welcome. But that left Jensen's nipples. After a moment of hesitation, unsure if he could manage all three, Jared leaned forward and latched onto the left nipple with his mouth. He sucked hard, flicking his tongue over the little peak.
Not having meant for Jared to do it all at once, Jensen made a strangled sound when Jared suckled at him.
Jared pulled back, still not always sure what was a good noise. "This is all right?" he asked, hands still busy, but mouth hovering above Jensen's chest.
"Yes, that's amazing, Jared," Jensen moaned, rocking his hips into Jared's hands.
Pleased to be doing it right, Jared returned to suckling Jensen's nipple and continued using his hands. He got lost in the sensation of Jensen, until he was practically trying to take Jensen's nipple off with his mouth.
Jensen arched into Jared's mouth, moaning and writhing. "Little harder, Jared, please," Jensen whimpered. "Flick your thumb over the tip, please."
Jared took a moment to realize Jensen meant his hand. He was already busy at Jensen's neglected nipple, sucking and tugging on it harder. He finally got up the brainpower to do as Jensen's asked, making a mess of the liquid dribbling everywhere.
Jared rubbed his calloused finger over the tip of Jensen's cock only twice before he went stiff, pulsing hot come over Jared's hand and between their bodies.
Jared pressed close to Jensen so that most of his release splashed over him. He held his spurting cock through every gush, directing and coaxing him with gentle fingers.
Jensen slumped back into the couch as his climax ended. He blew out a harsh breath, grabbed Jared and kissed him deeply.
Jared rested his head against Jensen’s shoulder when their mouths parted. "Thank you," he whispered.
"You are most welcome," Jensen said, tucking Jared against him.
Wrapping his arms around Jensen, Jared allowed himself a few moments to bask in the closeness and comfort of Jensen's embrace. "My lover," he whispered, though it came out partly as a question.
"Yes, lovers," Jensen agreed and rubbed his nose along Jared's cheek.
Jared turned his face for a kiss and then nuzzled Jensen's neck. "I shall think of you all day and night. And hope we may be together again soon...if you want."
Jensen stroked his hands up and down Jared's back and nodded. "Of course we can and will, but we must take care."
"Careful always," Jared affirmed. "I will do what you think is best, Jensen." He tucked his head into Jensen's neck and shut his eyes, breathing in his scent.
Rubbing his cheek on Jared's head, Jensen closed his eyes and breathed in and out, slow and steady. He felt their hearts slowly move to beat in time, a small smile breaking over his lips. “What I think is best.”
~~~~~~~~~~
Jared snuck out of his cottage and into the small grove of trees he had pruned a few days earlier. He was grateful for the mellow summer night and the bright stars overhead. As directed by Jensen, he emerged on a small knoll just beyond the trees and settled into what had become their spot.
Jensen waited as long as he could stand, eyeing his timepiece and knowing that Jared would be expecting and waiting for him. Finally, Jensen grabbed a blanket, some bread, cheese and ale, walked out the door and headed over the fields to meet up with his lover.
When Jared finally spotted Jensen, carrying a basket full of food, he jumped to his feet and hurried over to him. "Jensen."
"Jared," Jensen said with a smile, leaning in for his customary greeting kiss.
Jared lingered a moment over their kiss and then took the basket. "I always feel like I have waited forever to see you, even when it has only been a few hours."
"I feel the same," Jensen said, allowing Jared to take the basket. He shook out the blanket so they would have something to settle on. "I'm sorry it has to be so late."
"It's beautiful out," Jared said, "and I have you now.” He beamed at Jensen and set the basket down.
Jensen settled onto the blanket and reached a hand up to Jared, beckoning him down.
Jared took the offered hand, sat beside his lover and pressed kisses along his palm, before releasing him again. "I planted some more roses today. They are just arrived by stage and so small as yet. But I hope they shall grow as strong as my feelings for you." He blushed at his own words.
"I am certain with your tender care that they shall," Jensen said, curling his palm around Jared's cheek and pulling him in for a deep, gentle kiss.
Jared sighed as their mouths parted again and stayed close to Jensen. "I love to see Thornhill thrive," he said. "The grounds are becoming most wondrous fine, though there is much still to be done. But she better reflects her master now."
Jensen chuckled. "You think so?" he asked, thinking about the variety of the grounds.
"Oh yes," Jared said, feelings clear and bright in his eyes. He touched Jensen's cheek with a gentle hand and then initiated his own kiss. With the increase of his emotions for Jensen, his boldness had also grown. He wanted everything and encouraged Jensen toward the final act of physical intimacy.
"If that is so, it is because you have made it thus," Jensen said, after returning Jared's kisses.
Jared flushed and rested his head on Jensen's shoulder. "You give me more credit than I deserve in a thousand lives, Jensen. I merely hope I can make you happier."
Jensen nuzzled Jared's cheek with a smile. "You do, Jared, and never give yourself just due."
Jared lifted his head for another kiss and then pulled back. "What did you bring tonight?" he asked, eyeing the basket. Jensen always delighted him with delicious foods he had never had before.
"There is a new soft cheese. I believe that Samantha's cousin brought it," Jensen said, nudging Jared toward the basket. "See what else I have included."
Jared beamed like a small child and tore into the basket with an equal lack of finesse. He pulled out a large loaf of bread, the cheese that Jensen had mentioned, chocolate pudding that made him drool a little and some fresh pheasant. "You always bring the best food."
Jensen chuckled. "Samantha often serves these foods to all the servants, but I understand you choose to eat in your own cottage more often than in the kitchen."
Jared ducked his head and shrunk a little into himself. "Perhaps I should socialize more," he whispered. "I have not yet gotten used to having my own cottage. I still revel in a place of my own and want to wait for you whenever you might visit."
"It was not meant as a criticism, Jared," Jensen said, pulling him in for a brief kiss. "If I could have you at my table every night, I would."
"And in your bed?" Jared asked, lowering his eyes shyly.
Jensen chuckled low, dirty. "Most certainly in my bed…and by my side." He tried not to think about their differences, tried not to fret that he could not have Jared in every way he wanted.
"I will warm your bed whenever you wish," Jared said. He cut some slices of bread and cheese, setting them on a plate for Jensen.
"I should love to have you warm it every night," Jensen said with a slight blush. "We could start by having you come to me tonight."
"You do not wish to be together under the stars?" Jared asked, teasing in his voice.
Jensen winked and grinned. "Well, I meant after we were together under the stars."
This time, Jared's face burned. "You are incorrigible," he murmured with deep affection.
"And you like me that way," Jensen said with certainty, taking the plate from Jared with a kiss.
Jared sucked on Jensen's tongue and lower lip, much more skillfully than he had when they had first begun. He released him with a bashful, satisfied smile and arranged his own plate of food. "Will you show me the last thing?"
Jensen pretended to consider, but then smiled and nodded. "If you are certain."
"Why would I not be?" Jared asked. "Everything you have taught me has been pleasurable for us both."
"It is not something you can come back from," Jensen said. "And it is not uncomplicated."
"Come back from?" Jared asked. "Will it hurt me?"
"It can, sometimes," Jensen said. "I would do my best to not hurt you, but it can hurt."
"I trust you," Jared said, heart in his eyes. "You would never deliberately hut me."
Jensen kissed Jared again and stroked his fingers over Jared's cheek. "I shall endeavor not to."
The fingers on his cheek meant more than the kiss, as they spoke to Jared of something beyond a moment's passion. He turned into them and let his eyes flutter shut. "So good to me."
"You make me want to be even better," Jensen said, dragging his fingers across Jared's lower lip.
Jared nipped playfully at the finger and then caught Jensen's hand. "You are more than good enough. I don't know if there is more."
"There is always more I can give," Jensen said, plucking at Jared's lips.
"Is there more I can do to be better to you?" Jared asked, eyes wide. "I want to be everything I can."
Jensen shook his head. "You are everything to me, Jared."
Jared blushed some more and murmured, "I think the same of you. But you say there is more you can give. So there must be more I can give, too."
"You are a good man at heart and teach me to be a better man," Jensen said softly. "That is the difference."
"You are a good man," Jared said, reaching for Jensen. "Everything about you." He pulled him into a tight hug.
Jensen wrapped himself around Jared and held him tight. "You make me want to be far better."
Jared pressed a kiss to Jensen's neck and whispered, "You may credit yourself with all that is good in my world. All of that belongs to you, Jensen Ackles, as do I."
"We shall have to simply agree that we are each other's bests," Jensen said, stroking a hand down Jared's back.
"You are my best?" Jared asked, smiling at the idea. "I like the thought. My best Jensen."
"And you are my best Jared," Jensen said, kissing Jared again and pulling him in close. He curled Jared into his arms and nuzzled his temple.
Jared settled so he could lean against Jensen comfortably, happy to stay there as long as possible. In those moments, he could forget that he was Jensen's gardener and imagine a future for them. Marriage. A lifetime. He basked in the moment.
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Jared stretched out on Jensen's bed, glad he had taken the time to fully bathe earlier in the day. He ran a hand unconsciously down his naked body, watching Jensen with desire. "Jen?"
Jensen stripped himself slowly. He knew Jared liked to watch and loved the way Jared's eyes roamed his body. "Love watching you touch yourself."
Jared's hand stilled as he realized what he had been doing. "I never even know. I forget myself completely when you are near."
"You don't have to stop. I like it. I like that I make you forget yourself," Jensen said, sitting on the bed near Jared and stroking a hand over his lover.
Jared arched and sighed approval at Jensen's caress. Nodding at the words, he ran a hand down his chest again, trying not to be self-conscious. "Like this?"
Jensen nodded and smiled widely. "Yes, just like that."
Shutting his eyes, Jared tried to forget that he had an audience and enjoy only the feel of his fingers, stroking lightly over his skin. He pinched each of his nipples and scratched lightly down his sensitive abdomen, before gently taking his cock in hand. Stroking a few times, he dared a quick peek at Jensen to see if he was doing well.
Jensen moaned softly, flicked his tongue over his lips and stared at Jared's hands. "So gorgeous," he breathed, reaching out to stroke Jared's thighs with his fingertips.
Jared spread his legs instinctively for Jensen, a groan in the back of his throat. He offered the barest peek at the flesh of his deepest regions, completely unaware of it.
"My Jared," Jensen said, moving closer and leaning down to kiss him slowly. "So lovely." Jensen stroked up and down Jared's thighs, pressing them apart.
Jared widened his legs for Jensen, until the muscles burned slightly at the stretch. He pressed up to catch every kiss offered, moaning and gasping at the touch of their lips. He ran a hand down Jensen's back and tugged him closer.
Jensen moved slowly, covering Jared's body with his own to kiss him deeply. "I desire you so much."
"You can have me, Jen," Jared breathed, eyes blown and body inviting. "You do have me." He pressed up into Jensen, treasuring the way he felt above him. "Love you so much."
"Are you certain you want this?" Jensen asked, eyes boring into Jared's.
Jared paused and studied Jensen's face uncertainly. His lover had asked him so many times about wanting this that Jared did not know what to think. Was Jensen hinting that he did not want to perform this final act? Perhaps it was too intimate to do with someone who was not your equal. He bit down on his lower lip and then said, "Not if you do not wish to."
Jensen tugged Jared's lower lip from his teeth and kissed him deeply. "I want to be with you more than anything. I just need to be certain you do as well."
"I do not understand why you keep asking," Jared confessed. "I do not know why more than anything else you hesitate about this." He pressed soft kisses to Jensen's face and neck. "I trust you not to hurt me."
Nodding, Jensen swallowed a lump of nerves and pressed a kiss to Jared's temple. "Wait here, then," he said, pulling back and crossing to his dresser. He opened the drawer and pulled out the oil he'd chosen for their night, something that would start out warm and gradually increase Jared's desire.
Jared propped himself up a little to watch Jensen with a luminous gaze. Something huge swelled in his chest, a combination of nerves, desire and love, and left him near breathless. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"We need oil to slick and ease the way of my cock into your body," Jensen said honestly, staring into Jared's eyes again. "Full love making involves one of us sliding into the other."
"Oh," Jared breathed, eyes widening even more. "You will fit into me...down below?"
Jensen nodded. "I shall," he said, brushing a finger over Jared's cheek.
The idea made Jared shiver in desire and fear. He suppressed all but his want for Jensen and reached up to pull him into a kiss. "Show me this kind of loving."
Returning the kiss, Jensen finally pulled back and climbed onto the bed on his knees. "Please roll onto your stomach and place a pillow under your hips. That will help keep you lifted and open."
Feeling vulnerable, Jared obeyed Jensen, taking a pillow to prop himself up on. He felt like an offering and then smiled a little into the material under his head. "I am an offering," he murmured.
"It is the most intimate thing you can offer me, Jared. You said you were certain of this," Jensen said, reminding him quietly, as he stroked his hands over Jared's buttocks.
"It is the most intimate physical thing," Jared corrected him softly. "And as you have all my heart and soul, ‘tis only right you should all my body as well." He lifted his hips and ass higher for Jensen.
Jensen moaned at Jared's willingness. "You are far too good for me," he breathed, stroking his hands up Jared's back and then down to his hips. He rubbed his stubbled chin over Jared's ass.
Jared wiggled against the strange sensation and then glanced over his shoulder to watch. "How could I possibly be too good for you?" he asked. "I am young, inexperienced and lowly. You offer me everything for little in return."
"Your heart is far better than mine," Jensen contradicted him. He turned his head and pressed kisses all over the globes of Jared's ass.
Jared shook at the strange feeling of Jensen's kisses over his sensitive and mostly untouched backside. He rumbled softly in contentment at Jensen's worth of him, as well. The words fueled his desire to give all of himself to his lover.
Jensen spread Jared's cheeks apart, sliding his thumbs down the crease. He kept the touch light, though the pad of his finger caught briefly at the edges of the pucker. "So sweet, my Jared," he breathed, dipping his head and kissing the area lightly.
"That-" Jared's body rocked at the delicate touch and kiss. "Oh, that is nice, Jen."
Jensen hummed, brushing his lips lightly up and down, before flicking his tongue out to touch the skin. He could smell the musky scent of Jared and closed his eyes to savor it.
Jared bucked with a startled yelp at the first touch of tongue to his exposed hole.
Pulling back, Jensen murmured soft words to Jared. "Are you well?" he asked.
"Sorry. Sorry," Jared said, heart pounding in his throat. "I've never felt anything like that. You caught me unawares." His whole body flushed with shame and want. "I shall be ready now."
"You don't have to be ready, Jared. It is something that is meant to surprise and delight," Jensen said. "Did you like it?"
"Yes," Jared said. "I do not know how to describe the sensation, but I liked it. I never knew one could be sensitive...back there."
Jensen chuckled low, dipping his head and licking a bit more firmly at Jared's hole. He flicked the tip against Jared's entrance and pressed forward slightly over and over.
Jensen's tongue was a wondrous source of mystic power, Jared decided. He could barely catch his breath for all the loud, embarrassing noises he made at each flick of that tongue. And his body tried to open itself even more to Jensen, pressing up and spreading his legs further apart. "Please. Please. More, Jen."
Moaning at Jared's desire, Jensen held Jared tight, spread his cheeks even wider and delved back into licking. He pressed forward, pushing into Jared's body and wiggling around to loosen him up some.
"Oh dear lord!" Jared cried and nearly thrust himself right off the bed.
Jensen responded to Jared's cry, tongue moving fast and strong. He dragged his thumbs along Jared's crease, spreading him and holding him open for Jensen's attentions.
Jared reached between his legs and stroked himself thoughtlessly, the heat from Jensen's actions driving him near insane. He came with blinding speed and spattered himself and the bed with his release.
Pulling back, Jensen hummed with pleasure. "I love being able to give that to you."
Jared shook through the last of his release and then offered a blinding smile, tinged with a little shame, at Jensen. "I could not control myself. The sensations...does such a thing have a name?"
"You do not have to control yourself. I enjoy giving you pleasure, Jared," Jensen said, pressing a kiss to the small of Jared's back. "I do not know what it is called."
Jared felt a small glow of pleasure that Jensen did not know everything, even as he lifted his hips up again. "Please, do not stop."
Jensen grinned and stroked his hands over Jared's lower body. "You seem more relaxed," he said with a chuckle, before reaching for the oil and opening the bottle. Spreading Jared's cheeks, Jensen poured a tiny amount in the crease and then massaged the oil into the skin.
"I did not mean to be tense before," Jared said. "I simply am not sure what to expect and that makes me a little nervous." He groaned at the fingers over his slightly open hole and pressed back into them.
Jensen did his best to get Jared's attention focused back on his body, where it belonged. He drizzled more oil in Jared's crease, stroking his fingers in the slick and then pressing one lightly against Jared's hole to see if he would open.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jared asked around soft moans.
"Just relax and let me into your body, love," Jensen said, pressing kisses to Jared's back and sliding one finger slowly in and out in a rhythmic motion.
"Oh," Jared breathed and pressed into the finger. He caught Jensen's rhythm and responded in perfect tune.
Jensen grinned and pressed his finger in to the second knuckle. "You like that?" he asked.
"Yes," Jared gasped and groaned at the feel of something pressing so deep inside him. "More?"
"Anything you want," Jensen breathed. He slid his fingers out, slicked two of them in the oil and pressed them both back at Jared's entrance. "Deep breath," he whispered before pushing in slightly.
Jared took a deep breath and moaned at the mixture of sensations- pain and pleasure. He tugged a little at the bedclothes.
Jensen stroked his fingers in and out, slow and steady, to keep Jared's body from clamping down too hard. He wanted to get Jared ready, to stretch him wide open and feel him writhe.
Jared tossed back his head and cried out as Jensen rubbed over something deep inside him that ignited his blood. He pressed more urgently into each thrust of Jensen's fingers, trying to find that same pleasure. "Jensen."
"Yes, Jared, right there. Do you like that?" Jensen asked, purring the words and stroking his fingers fast and hard, in and out of Jared's body. He angled them to try and hit Jared's sweet spot with every stroke.
"Yes! Yes!" Jared answered and bowed helplessly under the sweet torment. He lifted his ass higher, begging for more.
Jensen pulled his fingers out again, stroking Jared's back and searching for the oil. "So close, Jared. Almost there," he whispered, slicking up three fingers. He formed them into a triangle and pressed at the entrance to Jared's body.
Three fingers stretched, burned and hurt in a way that made Jared try to escape instinctively. He whined softly in the back of his throat and forced himself to hold still, trusting that Jensen would make it better.
Stopping the second Jared tried to pull away, Jensen took a deep breath and murmured, "Shhhh, it's all right. I promise, Jay. Just breathe for me and push back slowly when you're ready."
Jared breathed for a few moments until his body relaxed and then nodded. "Sorry. I didn't mean to pull away, Jensen. I'm ready now."
"You don't have to apologize, Jay," Jensen said, stroking a hand over his buttocks. "It's normal, and we need to understand what your body is ready for."
"Yes, Jensen," Jared said and lifted his hips again in offering. "Please try again."
Jensen leaned down, kissed the indentation in Jared's lower back and pressed forward with his fingers. He pushed and twisted them slightly, helping Jared's body open to the intrusion.
Jared grunted a little, but pushed back, wanting Jensen's fingers inside him deep. "Please, Jen. Do not stop. I want to feel all of you inside me."
"Please be easy, Jay." Jensen moved his fingers faster and rougher than he would have preferred.
Jared keened and tossed restlessly, trying simultaneously to push into and escape the fingers inside him. He finally reached back and touched Jensen's hand where it disappeared inside him. "Ready?" he asked, breathless.
Jensen chuckled, reaching with his other hand to cover Jared's. "You tell me...does it still hurt?"
"A little," Jared admitted with a slight flush, "but I want this, Jen. Please. I want everything."
"If you are sure," Jensen said, wriggling his fingers around a little more before sliding them out. He grabbed the oil and slicked his cock up with more than he'd ever used before with a lover. "Brace yourself and keep your buttocks up for me, Jay."
Jared swallowed hard, firmly planted his arms, spread his legs even wider and lifted up for Jensen. "Is this right?" he asked.
"Perfect," Jensen moaned, stroking Jared's ass before lining himself up and pressing lightly at Jared's hole. He watched as the puckered skin resisted and then slowly gave, opening for the head of his cock to slip into the tight ring. Using all of the control he had, Jensen stopped right there and panted slightly.
Jared bit down on his lip as Jensen breeched him, taking the last bit of his innocence and claiming it for his own. He trembled at the physical ache, as well as the overwhelming emotions of giving the last of himself to Jensen.
"Jared," Jensen moaned, pressing forward slow and steady until he could go no deeper.
Jared cried out in a soft mixture of completion, pain and pleasure. He tilted his head, seeking Jensen's kiss and the comfort he always took from the gesture.
Jensen leaned down and kissed Jared deeply. He nibbled at Jared's lips, one hand stroking lightly over Jared's side while he remained motionless over and inside his lover.
Jared reached back to touch near where they were joined and moaned at the feel of Jensen's strong body. He trailed his fingers lightly over Jensen's hip and flank, before relaxing under him. "Feel close to you like this," he murmured. "Like I belong to you."
"Once you are used to the stretch, we can do it so that we may look at each other," Jensen promised, pulling his hips back slowly, before sliding deep inside again. He nuzzled Jared's temple and pressed kisses along the side of his face.
A hoarse yell escaped Jared at the first thrust of a lover inside him. He pressed back into the impalement, driven by instinct. "However you desire," he whispered, voice already broken.
Jensen moaned, starting to thrust in and out with a steady rhythm. "I desire you in every way, my Jared."
Meeting each of Jensen's thrusts, Jared shut his eyes and felt all traces of pain melt away under the onslaught of pleasure and love. He lost himself to Jensen's expert ministrations, forgetting everything else. If he could have chosen a moment to live in forever, he would have picked this one, where he was not an unloved, poor orphan, but an object of someone else's need and desire.
"So gorgeous, Jared," Jensen moaned, rotating his hips and thrusting forward again. He bit his lower lip, body shuddering while he gripped Jared's hips tightly. "Love the way you feel around me, the way your body holds mine so tight."
"Want to be good for you, Jen," Jared said. "Want to be everything you want."
"You already are, Jared," Jensen moaned, braced his hands on either side of Jared and rocked his hips, pushing open Jared’s body more with each thrust. He nuzzled at Jared's throat and whimpered at the stunning pleasure of rubbing their bodies together.
Jared had lain under Jensen before and felt the intoxicating sensation of their skin touching all over, but the current sensations transcended all other physical experiences. He tilted his throat to expose more for Jensen's attentions. "Jensen. I feel so good."
Jensen chuckled low, the vibrations running through their bodies. "Yeah?" he asked. "Tell me-tell me what you feel." He nipped at Jared's throat, pulled nearly all the way out and then slammed inside again.
"Like I belong somewhere," Jared said. "To you. With you." He moaned as the next thrust hit the right spot deep inside him. "For you."
"Mine," Jensen said, loving the sound of that. He growled softly, pulled back and thrust forward harder than before. Angling his hips, Jensen did his best to hit Jared's sweet spot with every stroke.
"Yes, love you so much!" Jared cried under the onslaught. His arms trembled with the weight of supporting them both, even as he drove himself harder to meet Jensen's demands.
Jensen groaned, Jared's words and excitement driving him higher. "Yes!" he yelled. "Yes, Jared, show me how much you love this, how much you want me!"
Spurred, Jared answered the call and threw every inch of himself into straining, sweating exertion. His cock leaked all over himself and the sheets below, completely untouched.
Thrusting faster, Jensen braced himself on one arm. He pressed against Jared's back and reached around to stroke Jared's cock. "So good for me, Jared. Love this, love the way you respond to me. So good," he murmured, doing his best to stroke Jared to completion.
Jared burst over himself, Jensen's fingers and the bed with a vigor not shown even during their first coupling. He tried to hold back all noise, but the walls near shook at the sound.
The shock of Jared's release yanked Jensen right over the edge with him, crying out Jared's name and shuddering over his lover's body while he pulsed deep inside Jared. Panting, he dropped his head to Jared's shoulder and pressed light kisses over the damp and heated flesh.
Another shiver of sensations swirled and ignited in Jared at Jensen's release. He lowered himself and Jensen on top of him down to the mattress, arms and legs tired. Closing his eyes, he rested, quiet and content, under his lover. Again, he allowed himself a few moments of imagining himself here always, held so tight by the man he loved. It was a dangerously addictive fantasy.
Jensen nuzzled into Jared's neck, still panting and shaking from his orgasm. He'd not felt like that in a long time. Not since Jeff had he felt so connected to another person. Pulling himself out gently, Jensen rolled to the side and stroked Jared's back. "Come here," he said, tugging Jared toward him.
Jared complied with the request, moving to lay as Jensen directed. His heart still raced in his chest, and the look he directed at Jensen was full of love and wonder. "I never knew it could be like that between two people," he said softly. "That a physical act could bring so much pleasure."
"It is amazing, is it not?" Jensen asked, curling his arm around Jared and bundling him until Jared's head was over Jensen's heart. He unexpectedly felt a wave of tenderness, of deep emotion for Jared.
Jared listened to Jensen's heart and smiled at the steady thrum. "Yes. Most amazing. Thank you, Jensen, for sharing this with me. I should have gone through my life without knowing such closeness with another."
"I would not want that for you, my Jared. You are so giving, so loving and so deserving of feeling everything there is in life," Jensen said, but then felt rather like he'd opened his heart a bit too much with that statement. "My life is richer with you in it." He tilted Jared's head up and kissed him gently.
Jared looked at Jensen with disbelief. "I thank you for such words, though I know they cannot be true. ‘Tis I who owe you all."
Jensen shook his head, frustration coming to the front. "Why do you not believe me when I tell you what you mean to me?"
Jared shrunk a little from Jensen, head hung. "I did not mean to imply you were lying," he whispered.
"And I didn't mean to imply that you were lying," Jensen said, softening his voice and hugging Jared tightly. "You think I'm amazing because I'm the lord here? Is that the only reason you like me?"
"I don't just like you, Jen," Jared whispered. "I love you...for all you've done for me."
"But do you love me? Do you love the man I am without the house? Without the land and the money?" Jensen asked, feeling more and more like Jared was only in love with him because of his title.
"I love the man who noticed someone not of his own class," Jared said, hurt by the implication. "The first person to care for me. The first person to offer me a home."
"Then why do you not believe that man when he tells you that you have changed his life for the better?" Jensen asked.
"Perhaps I may warm your bed and offer company, but you have known lovers before. You could have anyone," Jared said and ducked his head shyly. "I don't understand what I can offer you."
You offer something no one else can...and that is yourself," Jensen said.
"Well, for whatever I am worth, I belong to you," Jared said softly.
Jensen smiled and kissed Jared deeply. "You are my breath of fresh air, Jared. You make me want to be better."
Jared stroked Jensen's face with gentle fingers, tracing the curve of his cheek. "I do not know how you can be better than you are," he said.
"There is always a way to be better. And your goodness, your beauty, makes me want to give you everything." Jensen kissed Jared deeply again.
"Give me everything?" Jared asked.
"My love, my home, everything I have to give," Jensen said.
Eyes wide, Jared stared at Jensen in disbelief, heart expanding in his chest. "Your love?" he whispered.
Jensen blushed, nodding slightly. "I never thought to love again, but I think I am falling for you."
"Oh," Jared said and pressed hot kisses all over Jensen's face. "You are everything to me, Jensen."
Jensen stroked a hand down Jared's back and pulled him in even closer. "Stay the night with me?" he asked.
"I would like nothing more," Jared breathed and rested his head on Jensen's shoulder. He kissed the curve of Jensen's neck and hid his face there to sleep.
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Artist: Angstpuppy angstpuppy
Title: To Let My Heart Be Heaved By Exultant Movement
Pairings: Jensen/Jared, Jensen/OMC, Jensen/Jeffrey Morgan (past)
Series: AU SPN RPS
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Ana
Word Count: 53,000
Warning: Character death (not main)
Summary: Orphan Jared Padalecki gets a position as the groundskeeper of the great Thornhill Hall. His first meeting with the owner, Jensen Ackles, is not auspicious. And what lurks in the tower, screaming and sobbing at night?
Disclaimer: We own nothing. We mean no harm. We make no money. Thank you.
Author's Notes: This is based on the book “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Bronte with a few added twists and turns.
Wrapping his arms around Jared's shoulders, Jensen stroked one hand over Jared's head and then threaded his fingers in the longer strands. "Are you all right?"
"Oh yes," Jared breathed, turning to press hot kisses over every part of Jensen's skin. He began to slide down his right leg, each inch being worshipped by his mouth. "So happy here at your feet."
"Jesus," Jensen moaned, reaching down to curl his hand around his cock and tighten the grip to keep from coming at Jared's words. "Your mouth on my skin is amazing, Jay."
Jared smiled brilliantly and continued all the way down until he literally kissed Jensen's feet. He felt no shame in the act, delighted to be allowed to touch someone so far his better. Throwing in a few nibbles out of sheer mischief, he traveled up Jensen's left leg.
Jensen kept a strong grip around his cock, trembling while Jared made his way back up his other leg. "You have no idea how unbelievably tempting you are," he murmured.
Jared lifted his face to the praise and smiled at Jensen. He rubbed his face against Jensen's cock, nuzzling at the heated velvet skin. "Is licking all there is?"
"It's just the beginning," Jensen said with a shake of his head. He slid his fingers through Jared's hair, smiling. "But that is a huge step, and it's okay if you're not ready for more."
"What is there more?" Jared asked. He put a hand on Jensen's sex and stroked slowly up and down the length.
Jensen moaned, tipped his head back and lifted his hips into Jared's touches. "Everything more, really," he said. "You can use your mouth on a number of places, or your fingers."
"My mouth?" Jared asked and regarded Jensen with wide, curious eyes. "How? May I?"
"Yes, do what you want," Jensen said, reaching over his head with one hand to hold onto the couch. "Explore me however you want."
Jared tilted his head and kissed his way up Jensen's torso, pressing him back into the couch. He sucked at one of his nipples instinctively, mouth closing and tongue moving in quick, little flicks.
Lips parted on a low moan, Jensen arched into Jared's mouth. He stroked a hand down his back and kept the other cradling Jared's head.
Jared hummed in satisfaction and transferred his mouth to Jensen's other nipple, sucking until it peaked. He lifted his head and smiled at Jensen. "Is that pleasant?"
"Yes, Jared," Jensen said. "It feels amazing."
Jared bit down lightly on Jensen's collarbone and nibbled across the hard ridge. He rubbed his reawakening body against Jensen's thoughtlessly, reveling in the feel of skin against skin.
Jensen hummed softly. "Keep going, Jared...feels so good when you touch me like this."
Jared lifted up for a brief kiss and then scooted back down to kneel at Jensen's feet again. He pressed his legs apart and rubbed his nose against Jensen's groin. "You smell strong here."
"Do you like how it smells?" Jensen asked, arching an eyebrow, hips pressing up at the insistent touches.
"Musky," Jared said. "Like you, only so many times more." He pressed a kiss to each parted thigh. "May I taste?"
Jensen blew out a harsh breath and smiled. "Yeah, go ahead. You can try anything you want, Jared."
Jared gripped Jensen's erection lightly and moved to lick the tip. He groaned at the flavor, something exotic and salty splashed over his taste buds. Nervous, he licked big swaths all around the head, wanting to take it in his mouth.
Jensen grabbed the edge of the couch in his hand. "Jay," he said, breath shaky and body quivering.
"This is good," Jared said, reading Jensen's responses tentatively. He nibbled his lower lip, sucked in a breath and then slid his mouth over the head of Jensen's cock.
Jensen shoved the palm of his hand in his mouth and bit down to stop himself from thrusting immediately into Jared's throat.
Jared pulled off with a soft sound of pleasure and licked again at the head. Bolder, he took more of Jensen in, doing nothing more than mouthing and licking.
Jensen sighed and tangled his fingers in Jared's hair. "So amazing, Jared. So good."
Pulling off again, Jared confessed bashfully, "I do not know what more to do with my mouth."
"You do not need to do more, Jared," Jensen said. "You’re doing wonderfully already. You can play with my nipples if you want."
Jared laughed softly and reached up to circle one nipple. "You know so much about this. I feel inadequate. I wish to learn."
Jensen reached out and took one of Jared's hands in his, tangling their fingers together. "You’re not inadequate. You are innocent and new, and that's wonderful. You’ll learn in time."
Jared tugged himself up to lean over Jensen's torso. He idly stroked the fingers of his left hand over Jensen's stomach, even as he continued to tease the nipple with his left. "How can I help you release?"
"Wrap your hand around me, Jared, and stroke me up and down," Jensen said. He tugged Jared in close and kissed him hard.
Jared groaned and fumbled to find Jensen’s cock while being kissed. He finally grabbed hold of him, and after a few shifts to get the grip right, stroked fast, but uncontrolled. He could barely remember to move his hand.
Jensen writhed, moaning and kissing Jared thoroughly. He rocked his hips into Jared’s grip, working himself toward release.
Jared stopped moving his hand and made a warm, tight channel for Jensen to thrust into. He could do no more, not when they were so close, their tongues twined.
Grabbing Jared's shoulders tightly, Jensen thrust his hips up and down so that he got the most friction. "So gorgeous," he whispered.
Jared nibbled and sucked at Jensen's tongue and lower lip. He pinched and twisted Jensen's right nipple in time.
"Oh fuck," Jensen moaned when Jared tweaked his nipple, hips bucking one last time as he spurted over Jared's hand.
Jared gasped in wonder as Jensen climaxed. Pride swelled his chest, for he had made the experienced and gorgeous Jensen lose himself.
Jensen rode through his climax, shaking under Jared's body. He pulled Jared to him, kissing him as deeply as possible while coming down from his high.
Smiling, Jared opened his mouth and sucked contentedly on Jensen's tongue. He rubbed the spilled seed into Jensen's skin and pulled back with a smile. "That was good."
"That was wonderful," Jensen said, kissing Jared lazily and stroking a hand over his head.
Jared pressed against the hand in his hair and then ducked his head to press kisses over Jensen's face and down his neck. Each time his lips parted from skin with a soft noise, he hastened to find a new place to kiss.
Jensen hummed softly while Jared kissed his body. He was satiated and replete, enjoying the way Jared touched and explored his body.
Jared got bolder, running his hands over Jensen's smooth, warm, and slightly sweaty skin. He worshipped at the altar of Jensen, every action speaking of his devotion. Regardless of the mess still on Jensen's stomach, he lay his head there, content.
"You are a gift, Jared," Jensen said, stroking his hand over Jared's head and letting his eyes drift shut. He was content in a way he hadn’t been for a long time.
"Your gift. All yours," Jared breathed softly. "I will do anything you ask."
Jensen smiled. "I know you will, but I'd rather you do anything you want."
"I cannot do that," Jared said, eyes lowering shyly. "There is your place to think of. I must not tell everyone, as I wish to, of how much you mean to me."
"That is true," Jensen acknowledged. "But in here, at least, I want you to touch me when and how you want. We are equals in this."
"And if I want to worship you, that is well with you?” Jared asked, rubbing his cheek against Jensen.
Jensen nodded, breathing out a shaky breath. "If that is what you wish, certainly. I don’t want you to feel as though you must do what I say when it’s opposed to what you wish. I do not want our societal status to matter in our private activities."
Jared smiled and asked softly, "May I lay beside you?"
"Of course." Jensen opened his arms and shifted to the side to make room for Jared to settle into his body.
Jared climbed on the cushions and shifted around until he was situated comfortably, head on Jensen's shoulder and pressed as close as possible. "Will we do more today?"
Jensen smiled and kissed Jared's hair. "Possibly. Do you want to do more?"
"Yes," Jared said and pushed his hardening sex into Jensen's side. "You make me want everything...as soon as we may."
Jensen chuckled and tugged Jared close for a deep kiss. "You can have it all, Jared."
"You say that, but I have no idea what all means," Jared said, though not in a complaining way. He pressed a kiss to Jensen's nose. "May I learn to ride?"
"Ride?" Jensen asked, vivid images of Jared astride his body flooding his mind.
"A horse," Jared said innocently. "I should like a valid reason to ride with my master in view of all eyes."
Jensen chuckled and nodded his head. "Of course you may learn to ride. I can even give you the lessons myself."
Jared colored and nuzzled under Jensen's chin. "Will that not look strange?"
"Who is to see? Or care?" Jensen asked, rubbing his cheek on Jared's hair.
"Your friends," Jared said, tucking closer. His hips thrust lightly against Jensen, as desire awoke again. "May we touch?"
"I care not what they say," Jensen said, snuggling Jared close. "Besides, it will allow you to do your job more efficiently." He stroked his hands down Jared's back and used them for leverage to rock their hips together. "Touch me however you please."
Jared shifted and rearranged a few times, before settling back with a sigh. "I do not know how. I want you…atop me?"
Jensen grinned, unable to help himself and nodded at Jared. "Climb off then and take off your clothes."
Jared rolled off the couch and back to his feet. He stumbled quickly out of his boots, socks, breeches and undergarments, before standing tall and embarrassed in front of Jensen. Head down, he tried not to shrink into himself.
"Don't hide from me." Jensen lifted Jared's head with a finger under his chin. "You’re gorgeous, and I want to be able to look at you."
Jared offered a shy smile and tried not to be so nervous. His cock softened a little, as he shivered. "I'm not used to being regarded as anything other than unwanted."
Jensen stroked his hands up and down Jared's arms. "You are not unwanted to me," he said. "You’re right where I want you."
Jared trembled under the tender touch and whispered, "What shall I do now?"
"Touch me, any way you like." Jensen pulled Jared closer and kissed him deeply.
Jared blew out a harsh breath as their mouths parted. "I want you atop me," he whispered. "It seems right."
Jensen nodded. "Get comfortable on the couch then," he said and stepped back.
Spreading himself out on the couch, Jared looked up at Jensen with anxious, hopeful eyes. "Like this?"
"That's perfect," Jensen said, kneeling between Jared's thighs. "Tell me if you want me to move at any time, all right?"
"I want you down here with me," Jared said plaintively. He reached up for Jensen.
Jensen lowered himself over Jared. He nuzzled under Jared's jaw and sucked up a light mark on his throat.
Jared moaned softly and wrapped his arms around Jensen. He rubbed his broad back, traced his spine and curled his fingers around his shoulders. "Want you right there."
"You like that?" Jensen asked quietly, rocking his body up and down Jared's to rub their skin together.
"Yes," Jared moaned, moving in tandem with Jensen. "Like fire over me."
Jensen grinned and lifted his head to kiss Jared deeply. He stroked a hand down Jared's side, holding tight and encouraging him to rock his hips into Jensen's.
Jared spread his legs further apart, jamming one into the cushions and causing the other to half-dangle off the edge of the couch. "Please. Please." His head fell back, eyes closed and mouth open in a delighted 'o.’
"Love the way you respond to me, Jared," Jensen moaned, nibbling down Jared's throat to his collarbone and thrusting their cocks together.
Jared loved the feel of teeth on his throat. The idea of being marked, a visual claim of Jensen's want, made him arch his neck and encourage more. Never had he been wanted before Jensen.
Humming, Jensen slid lower and suckled first one nipple and then the other. "You taste so good," he moaned, sliding up and kissing Jared again.
Jared growled in displeasure when Jensen released his nipples so quickly. He kissed him readily enough, already employing things he had learned. "Taste whatever you want of me. I am yours."
"I can touch you any way I want?" Jensen asked, pressing kisses down Jared's chest. He flicked his tongue over each nipple, biting down, before moving back and forth between them.
Jared turned incoherent in a scant few seconds. But his wild cries and desperate movements answered the question for him.
After a few moments of driving Jared crazy, Jensen dragged his lips down Jared's chest and nibbled at his stomach. "You are so well built, muscles rippling for me."
"All the gardening," Jared panted between moans. "Please, Jensen."
"Please what?" Jensen asked, smiling and dragging his chin over the sensitive skin low on Jared's belly. He knew just what the rasp of stubble could do to one's control.
Jared keened low in his throat and pressed against the rough prickles. He shook his head, not knowing how to answer Jensen's question. All he knew was that he needed, but what, he could not say.
Jensen moaned and slid lower. He curled his fist around Jared's cock and held him at the base so he could curl his tongue around the tip and suck it into his mouth with a quiet hum.
Jared grabbed for Jensen's head and threaded fingers uselessly through the short strands of hair. His hips pressed up into the warm, suckling heat. "Oh God!"
Humming, Jensen swallowed Jared down as far as possible. He loved the feel of having his air cut off, the fullness of sucking a lover deep into his throat while his eyes watered.
Jared bucked and gasped, unable to control his reactions. This was sensation and pleasure on a scale he had never experienced. And the sight of Jensen, lips stretched around his girth, only heightened everything that much further.
Jensen pushed it to the last second, finally pulling back and gasping for breath while he stroked Jared's cock with his hand. "Fuck, you're huge," he whispered, voice raw and harsh from the stretch and pressure of sucking Jared so deep. His cock leaked in response, rubbing against the couch when Jensen dipped his head and went back to sucking Jared.
"I am?" Jared whispered. "Oh!" His release curled deep in his belly and built, until he whined on a high note.
Moaning around Jared's size, Jensen pushed until he had Jared lodged in his throat. He swallowed and flicked his tongue over the sensitive nerves under the head, closing his eyes and steeping himself in the scent and taste of Jared.
Jared exploded into Jensen's mouth and throat, unable to withstand the talented handling a moment longer.
Jensen sucked until Jared fell back against the couch, spent and trembling. He licked his lips, stroked Jared's side gently and then surged up and over him to kiss Jared deeply.
Jared threw his arms around Jensen and kissed back. His body hummed through the pleasant lassitude of satiation, but he forced himself to move. "You are wonderful," he murmured. "So good to me."
"It is good for both of us," Jensen insisted. "I like to see you spread out beneath me, taking your pleasure. It's heady to know I can make you feel so good."
Jared stroked Jensen's face. "You are most generous to me, my Jensen. I have never known such kindness."
Jensen frowned. "You should know goodness for all of your life."
"I never really knew what it was ‘til I came to your home," Jared said. Invitation in his eyes, he rubbed wantonly against Jensen.
"You shall always know it here, Jared," Jensen promised.
"Please, Jensen, answer me this time. How may I please you? What do you wish from me?" Jared begged, eyes wide.
Jensen dragged his finger over Jared's lower lip. "Will you suck on me like I just did for you?"
"Oh." Jared swallowed hard and nodded. "Will you assist me in doing it well? I do not think I can do what you did yet."
"You do not have to take me so deep, but just take me in your mouth and suckle on me," Jensen said. "And I shall try to instruct you."
"I want to please you that way," Jared said. He nipped at the finger still offered to him by Jensen.
Jensen smiled and pulled Jared in for a kiss. "That is all I can ask," he murmured.
"Do we have to change positions again?" Jared asked with a little pout. "I like being under you."
"We do for that, but there are other things we can do another time where I am over you," Jensen said with a grin and a deep kiss. He loved Jared's innocence and honesty.
"As you say," Jared said, lips glistening and swollen. "Shall I kneel or try the way you did?"
Jensen grinned. "What do you want?"
"Jensen," Jared said in a half-whine, "please tell me what you prefer."
Sighing softly, Jensen kissed Jared. "I want you on your knees between my legs." He pulled himself back after one more kiss and waited for Jared to stand up.
Jared smiled and scrambled to get into position beside the couch. He looked up at Jensen. "Is this right?"
"Yes," Jensen said, settling onto the couch and spreading his legs wide. His cock bobbed against his stomach, and he reached down to stroke himself slowly. "Now, put a pillow down and come kneel between my knees."
Jared grabbed a pillow off the sofa and set it on the ground, before kneeling on it. He watched Jensen's hand avidly. "Let me?"
Jensen stopped stroking, moved both hands to his thighs and nodded. "Go ahead, Jared."
Brushing a kiss over each, now stilled, hand, Jared gripped Jensen's cock in one of his own and aligned his mouth with the tip. Pressing back all fear and worry, he opened his mouth wide and took in the head. Closing his lips into a tight seal, he experimented with a little sucking.
Moaning, Jensen closed his eyes briefly and blew out a harsh breath. He rubbed his hands on his thighs and then looked down at Jared sucking on him. "So good," he whispered.
Jared sucked harder in response to the praise and tried to take more of Jensen in his mouth. His sensitive palate balked, and he gagged and choked, pulling back and looking shamed. Dauntless, he tried again.
"Go slow, Jared. It takes time to be able to do what I did," Jensen murmured, stroking a hand over Jared's head and moaning when Jared's teeth lightly scrape along his length.
Jared hated the thought of Jensen’s experience, but clamped down on the notion. He was a mere servant, lucky to garner this attention for even a moment. And when Jensen moved on to another lover, Jared would still have been blessed. With those thoughts in mind, he strove even harder to make the experience everything Jensen might desire.
Humming, Jensen tangled his fingers in Jared's hair and tugged lightly. He wasn't trying to guide him anywhere; he merely enjoyed touching lovers while they sucked him. "Just like that, Jared. So good."
Jared practically purred and pressed into the touch, even as he kept sucking diligently. His teeth scraped accidentally over Jensen's flesh now and then, though he tried to keep them sheathed.
"Could fuck your mouth all night, Jay...so fucking gorgeous," Jensen moaned, threading both hands through Jared's hair and rocking his hips up slightly.
Jared coughed, both at the thrust and the rough, dirty language. Refusing to let that stop him, he sucked harder and inched a little more into his mouth. He fisted the part he could not get inside yet, trying to make sure he maximized Jensen's pleasure.
Jensen moaned, hands gripping Jared. "Jay."
Jared slipped off with a slick pop to catch a quick breath and then licked at the head. He got everything even wetter, enjoying the burst of bitter and salt on his tongue, before sliding his mouth back over and sealing again.
"Jay," Jensen breathed out. "Use your teeth...just lightly, right under the head. I love that."
Jared hummed an affirmative, trying to nod his head and discovering that was awkward with your mouth this kind of full. He found the spot he thought Jensen meant and experimentally ran his teeth there. Everything went well until Jensen poked him in a sensitive area, and Jared sputtered and his teeth raked instead of brushed.
Jensen jumped, crying out and jerking his hips. He panted and stared down at Jared with wide eyes and more than a little bit of nerves.
Jared released Jensen instantly and fell back on his haunches, eyes wide and fearful. "I'm so sorry," he croaked. "I didn't mean to!"
"It's okay," Jensen said, pressing his hips down into the couch, reaching for Jared and gesturing him to come closer.
Swallowing against the lump in his throat, Jared approached Jensen on his knees and placed his hands against the couch on either side of his legs. He stayed between Jensen's spread legs, eyes tilted up and full of appeal.
Jensen pulled Jared closer and kissed him deeply. "Sometimes that happens."
"I am sure you never made such a clumsy mistake," Jared said in a small voice. He leaned his head against Jensen's chest and made a noise of distress. "I'll learn. I'll do it better."
"Of course I did the first time I tried that," Jensen said, stroking Jared back and nuzzling at his cheek. "It takes time, patience and practice." He kissed Jared's temple and held him close.
Jared nodded and pressed a kiss to Jensen's chest, right over his heart. "Shall I try again?" he asked, pulling back and looking up at Jensen. "You have yet to find your pleasure."
"Why don't you use your hand? I love your calluses…the way they rub over my skin," Jensen admitted with another kiss.
"It seems insufficient after all you have done for me this day," Jared said, but took Jensen in hand. This he could do with little fear, and the saliva slicked the way and made stroking so much easier. "Is there nothing more I might learn here?" he asked.
Jensen hummed and rocked his hips into Jared's hand. "Use your other hand on my nipples and my sack. I like being touched all over."
Catching Jensen's heavy sack in his free hand, Jared rolled it carefully, not sure how much pressure was welcome. But that left Jensen's nipples. After a moment of hesitation, unsure if he could manage all three, Jared leaned forward and latched onto the left nipple with his mouth. He sucked hard, flicking his tongue over the little peak.
Not having meant for Jared to do it all at once, Jensen made a strangled sound when Jared suckled at him.
Jared pulled back, still not always sure what was a good noise. "This is all right?" he asked, hands still busy, but mouth hovering above Jensen's chest.
"Yes, that's amazing, Jared," Jensen moaned, rocking his hips into Jared's hands.
Pleased to be doing it right, Jared returned to suckling Jensen's nipple and continued using his hands. He got lost in the sensation of Jensen, until he was practically trying to take Jensen's nipple off with his mouth.
Jensen arched into Jared's mouth, moaning and writhing. "Little harder, Jared, please," Jensen whimpered. "Flick your thumb over the tip, please."
Jared took a moment to realize Jensen meant his hand. He was already busy at Jensen's neglected nipple, sucking and tugging on it harder. He finally got up the brainpower to do as Jensen's asked, making a mess of the liquid dribbling everywhere.
Jared rubbed his calloused finger over the tip of Jensen's cock only twice before he went stiff, pulsing hot come over Jared's hand and between their bodies.
Jared pressed close to Jensen so that most of his release splashed over him. He held his spurting cock through every gush, directing and coaxing him with gentle fingers.
Jensen slumped back into the couch as his climax ended. He blew out a harsh breath, grabbed Jared and kissed him deeply.
Jared rested his head against Jensen’s shoulder when their mouths parted. "Thank you," he whispered.
"You are most welcome," Jensen said, tucking Jared against him.
Wrapping his arms around Jensen, Jared allowed himself a few moments to bask in the closeness and comfort of Jensen's embrace. "My lover," he whispered, though it came out partly as a question.
"Yes, lovers," Jensen agreed and rubbed his nose along Jared's cheek.
Jared turned his face for a kiss and then nuzzled Jensen's neck. "I shall think of you all day and night. And hope we may be together again soon...if you want."
Jensen stroked his hands up and down Jared's back and nodded. "Of course we can and will, but we must take care."
"Careful always," Jared affirmed. "I will do what you think is best, Jensen." He tucked his head into Jensen's neck and shut his eyes, breathing in his scent.
Rubbing his cheek on Jared's head, Jensen closed his eyes and breathed in and out, slow and steady. He felt their hearts slowly move to beat in time, a small smile breaking over his lips. “What I think is best.”
~~~~~~~~~~
Jared snuck out of his cottage and into the small grove of trees he had pruned a few days earlier. He was grateful for the mellow summer night and the bright stars overhead. As directed by Jensen, he emerged on a small knoll just beyond the trees and settled into what had become their spot.
Jensen waited as long as he could stand, eyeing his timepiece and knowing that Jared would be expecting and waiting for him. Finally, Jensen grabbed a blanket, some bread, cheese and ale, walked out the door and headed over the fields to meet up with his lover.
When Jared finally spotted Jensen, carrying a basket full of food, he jumped to his feet and hurried over to him. "Jensen."
"Jared," Jensen said with a smile, leaning in for his customary greeting kiss.
Jared lingered a moment over their kiss and then took the basket. "I always feel like I have waited forever to see you, even when it has only been a few hours."
"I feel the same," Jensen said, allowing Jared to take the basket. He shook out the blanket so they would have something to settle on. "I'm sorry it has to be so late."
"It's beautiful out," Jared said, "and I have you now.” He beamed at Jensen and set the basket down.
Jensen settled onto the blanket and reached a hand up to Jared, beckoning him down.
Jared took the offered hand, sat beside his lover and pressed kisses along his palm, before releasing him again. "I planted some more roses today. They are just arrived by stage and so small as yet. But I hope they shall grow as strong as my feelings for you." He blushed at his own words.
"I am certain with your tender care that they shall," Jensen said, curling his palm around Jared's cheek and pulling him in for a deep, gentle kiss.
Jared sighed as their mouths parted again and stayed close to Jensen. "I love to see Thornhill thrive," he said. "The grounds are becoming most wondrous fine, though there is much still to be done. But she better reflects her master now."
Jensen chuckled. "You think so?" he asked, thinking about the variety of the grounds.
"Oh yes," Jared said, feelings clear and bright in his eyes. He touched Jensen's cheek with a gentle hand and then initiated his own kiss. With the increase of his emotions for Jensen, his boldness had also grown. He wanted everything and encouraged Jensen toward the final act of physical intimacy.
"If that is so, it is because you have made it thus," Jensen said, after returning Jared's kisses.
Jared flushed and rested his head on Jensen's shoulder. "You give me more credit than I deserve in a thousand lives, Jensen. I merely hope I can make you happier."
Jensen nuzzled Jared's cheek with a smile. "You do, Jared, and never give yourself just due."
Jared lifted his head for another kiss and then pulled back. "What did you bring tonight?" he asked, eyeing the basket. Jensen always delighted him with delicious foods he had never had before.
"There is a new soft cheese. I believe that Samantha's cousin brought it," Jensen said, nudging Jared toward the basket. "See what else I have included."
Jared beamed like a small child and tore into the basket with an equal lack of finesse. He pulled out a large loaf of bread, the cheese that Jensen had mentioned, chocolate pudding that made him drool a little and some fresh pheasant. "You always bring the best food."
Jensen chuckled. "Samantha often serves these foods to all the servants, but I understand you choose to eat in your own cottage more often than in the kitchen."
Jared ducked his head and shrunk a little into himself. "Perhaps I should socialize more," he whispered. "I have not yet gotten used to having my own cottage. I still revel in a place of my own and want to wait for you whenever you might visit."
"It was not meant as a criticism, Jared," Jensen said, pulling him in for a brief kiss. "If I could have you at my table every night, I would."
"And in your bed?" Jared asked, lowering his eyes shyly.
Jensen chuckled low, dirty. "Most certainly in my bed…and by my side." He tried not to think about their differences, tried not to fret that he could not have Jared in every way he wanted.
"I will warm your bed whenever you wish," Jared said. He cut some slices of bread and cheese, setting them on a plate for Jensen.
"I should love to have you warm it every night," Jensen said with a slight blush. "We could start by having you come to me tonight."
"You do not wish to be together under the stars?" Jared asked, teasing in his voice.
Jensen winked and grinned. "Well, I meant after we were together under the stars."
This time, Jared's face burned. "You are incorrigible," he murmured with deep affection.
"And you like me that way," Jensen said with certainty, taking the plate from Jared with a kiss.
Jared sucked on Jensen's tongue and lower lip, much more skillfully than he had when they had first begun. He released him with a bashful, satisfied smile and arranged his own plate of food. "Will you show me the last thing?"
Jensen pretended to consider, but then smiled and nodded. "If you are certain."
"Why would I not be?" Jared asked. "Everything you have taught me has been pleasurable for us both."
"It is not something you can come back from," Jensen said. "And it is not uncomplicated."
"Come back from?" Jared asked. "Will it hurt me?"
"It can, sometimes," Jensen said. "I would do my best to not hurt you, but it can hurt."
"I trust you," Jared said, heart in his eyes. "You would never deliberately hut me."
Jensen kissed Jared again and stroked his fingers over Jared's cheek. "I shall endeavor not to."
The fingers on his cheek meant more than the kiss, as they spoke to Jared of something beyond a moment's passion. He turned into them and let his eyes flutter shut. "So good to me."
"You make me want to be even better," Jensen said, dragging his fingers across Jared's lower lip.
Jared nipped playfully at the finger and then caught Jensen's hand. "You are more than good enough. I don't know if there is more."
"There is always more I can give," Jensen said, plucking at Jared's lips.
"Is there more I can do to be better to you?" Jared asked, eyes wide. "I want to be everything I can."
Jensen shook his head. "You are everything to me, Jared."
Jared blushed some more and murmured, "I think the same of you. But you say there is more you can give. So there must be more I can give, too."
"You are a good man at heart and teach me to be a better man," Jensen said softly. "That is the difference."
"You are a good man," Jared said, reaching for Jensen. "Everything about you." He pulled him into a tight hug.
Jensen wrapped himself around Jared and held him tight. "You make me want to be far better."
Jared pressed a kiss to Jensen's neck and whispered, "You may credit yourself with all that is good in my world. All of that belongs to you, Jensen Ackles, as do I."
"We shall have to simply agree that we are each other's bests," Jensen said, stroking a hand down Jared's back.
"You are my best?" Jared asked, smiling at the idea. "I like the thought. My best Jensen."
"And you are my best Jared," Jensen said, kissing Jared again and pulling him in close. He curled Jared into his arms and nuzzled his temple.
Jared settled so he could lean against Jensen comfortably, happy to stay there as long as possible. In those moments, he could forget that he was Jensen's gardener and imagine a future for them. Marriage. A lifetime. He basked in the moment.
~~~~~~~~~~
Jared stretched out on Jensen's bed, glad he had taken the time to fully bathe earlier in the day. He ran a hand unconsciously down his naked body, watching Jensen with desire. "Jen?"
Jensen stripped himself slowly. He knew Jared liked to watch and loved the way Jared's eyes roamed his body. "Love watching you touch yourself."
Jared's hand stilled as he realized what he had been doing. "I never even know. I forget myself completely when you are near."
"You don't have to stop. I like it. I like that I make you forget yourself," Jensen said, sitting on the bed near Jared and stroking a hand over his lover.
Jared arched and sighed approval at Jensen's caress. Nodding at the words, he ran a hand down his chest again, trying not to be self-conscious. "Like this?"
Jensen nodded and smiled widely. "Yes, just like that."
Shutting his eyes, Jared tried to forget that he had an audience and enjoy only the feel of his fingers, stroking lightly over his skin. He pinched each of his nipples and scratched lightly down his sensitive abdomen, before gently taking his cock in hand. Stroking a few times, he dared a quick peek at Jensen to see if he was doing well.
Jensen moaned softly, flicked his tongue over his lips and stared at Jared's hands. "So gorgeous," he breathed, reaching out to stroke Jared's thighs with his fingertips.
Jared spread his legs instinctively for Jensen, a groan in the back of his throat. He offered the barest peek at the flesh of his deepest regions, completely unaware of it.
"My Jared," Jensen said, moving closer and leaning down to kiss him slowly. "So lovely." Jensen stroked up and down Jared's thighs, pressing them apart.
Jared widened his legs for Jensen, until the muscles burned slightly at the stretch. He pressed up to catch every kiss offered, moaning and gasping at the touch of their lips. He ran a hand down Jensen's back and tugged him closer.
Jensen moved slowly, covering Jared's body with his own to kiss him deeply. "I desire you so much."
"You can have me, Jen," Jared breathed, eyes blown and body inviting. "You do have me." He pressed up into Jensen, treasuring the way he felt above him. "Love you so much."
"Are you certain you want this?" Jensen asked, eyes boring into Jared's.
Jared paused and studied Jensen's face uncertainly. His lover had asked him so many times about wanting this that Jared did not know what to think. Was Jensen hinting that he did not want to perform this final act? Perhaps it was too intimate to do with someone who was not your equal. He bit down on his lower lip and then said, "Not if you do not wish to."
Jensen tugged Jared's lower lip from his teeth and kissed him deeply. "I want to be with you more than anything. I just need to be certain you do as well."
"I do not understand why you keep asking," Jared confessed. "I do not know why more than anything else you hesitate about this." He pressed soft kisses to Jensen's face and neck. "I trust you not to hurt me."
Nodding, Jensen swallowed a lump of nerves and pressed a kiss to Jared's temple. "Wait here, then," he said, pulling back and crossing to his dresser. He opened the drawer and pulled out the oil he'd chosen for their night, something that would start out warm and gradually increase Jared's desire.
Jared propped himself up a little to watch Jensen with a luminous gaze. Something huge swelled in his chest, a combination of nerves, desire and love, and left him near breathless. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"We need oil to slick and ease the way of my cock into your body," Jensen said honestly, staring into Jared's eyes again. "Full love making involves one of us sliding into the other."
"Oh," Jared breathed, eyes widening even more. "You will fit into me...down below?"
Jensen nodded. "I shall," he said, brushing a finger over Jared's cheek.
The idea made Jared shiver in desire and fear. He suppressed all but his want for Jensen and reached up to pull him into a kiss. "Show me this kind of loving."
Returning the kiss, Jensen finally pulled back and climbed onto the bed on his knees. "Please roll onto your stomach and place a pillow under your hips. That will help keep you lifted and open."
Feeling vulnerable, Jared obeyed Jensen, taking a pillow to prop himself up on. He felt like an offering and then smiled a little into the material under his head. "I am an offering," he murmured.
"It is the most intimate thing you can offer me, Jared. You said you were certain of this," Jensen said, reminding him quietly, as he stroked his hands over Jared's buttocks.
"It is the most intimate physical thing," Jared corrected him softly. "And as you have all my heart and soul, ‘tis only right you should all my body as well." He lifted his hips and ass higher for Jensen.
Jensen moaned at Jared's willingness. "You are far too good for me," he breathed, stroking his hands up Jared's back and then down to his hips. He rubbed his stubbled chin over Jared's ass.
Jared wiggled against the strange sensation and then glanced over his shoulder to watch. "How could I possibly be too good for you?" he asked. "I am young, inexperienced and lowly. You offer me everything for little in return."
"Your heart is far better than mine," Jensen contradicted him. He turned his head and pressed kisses all over the globes of Jared's ass.
Jared shook at the strange feeling of Jensen's kisses over his sensitive and mostly untouched backside. He rumbled softly in contentment at Jensen's worth of him, as well. The words fueled his desire to give all of himself to his lover.
Jensen spread Jared's cheeks apart, sliding his thumbs down the crease. He kept the touch light, though the pad of his finger caught briefly at the edges of the pucker. "So sweet, my Jared," he breathed, dipping his head and kissing the area lightly.
"That-" Jared's body rocked at the delicate touch and kiss. "Oh, that is nice, Jen."
Jensen hummed, brushing his lips lightly up and down, before flicking his tongue out to touch the skin. He could smell the musky scent of Jared and closed his eyes to savor it.
Jared bucked with a startled yelp at the first touch of tongue to his exposed hole.
Pulling back, Jensen murmured soft words to Jared. "Are you well?" he asked.
"Sorry. Sorry," Jared said, heart pounding in his throat. "I've never felt anything like that. You caught me unawares." His whole body flushed with shame and want. "I shall be ready now."
"You don't have to be ready, Jared. It is something that is meant to surprise and delight," Jensen said. "Did you like it?"
"Yes," Jared said. "I do not know how to describe the sensation, but I liked it. I never knew one could be sensitive...back there."
Jensen chuckled low, dipping his head and licking a bit more firmly at Jared's hole. He flicked the tip against Jared's entrance and pressed forward slightly over and over.
Jensen's tongue was a wondrous source of mystic power, Jared decided. He could barely catch his breath for all the loud, embarrassing noises he made at each flick of that tongue. And his body tried to open itself even more to Jensen, pressing up and spreading his legs further apart. "Please. Please. More, Jen."
Moaning at Jared's desire, Jensen held Jared tight, spread his cheeks even wider and delved back into licking. He pressed forward, pushing into Jared's body and wiggling around to loosen him up some.
"Oh dear lord!" Jared cried and nearly thrust himself right off the bed.
Jensen responded to Jared's cry, tongue moving fast and strong. He dragged his thumbs along Jared's crease, spreading him and holding him open for Jensen's attentions.
Jared reached between his legs and stroked himself thoughtlessly, the heat from Jensen's actions driving him near insane. He came with blinding speed and spattered himself and the bed with his release.
Pulling back, Jensen hummed with pleasure. "I love being able to give that to you."
Jared shook through the last of his release and then offered a blinding smile, tinged with a little shame, at Jensen. "I could not control myself. The sensations...does such a thing have a name?"
"You do not have to control yourself. I enjoy giving you pleasure, Jared," Jensen said, pressing a kiss to the small of Jared's back. "I do not know what it is called."
Jared felt a small glow of pleasure that Jensen did not know everything, even as he lifted his hips up again. "Please, do not stop."
Jensen grinned and stroked his hands over Jared's lower body. "You seem more relaxed," he said with a chuckle, before reaching for the oil and opening the bottle. Spreading Jared's cheeks, Jensen poured a tiny amount in the crease and then massaged the oil into the skin.
"I did not mean to be tense before," Jared said. "I simply am not sure what to expect and that makes me a little nervous." He groaned at the fingers over his slightly open hole and pressed back into them.
Jensen did his best to get Jared's attention focused back on his body, where it belonged. He drizzled more oil in Jared's crease, stroking his fingers in the slick and then pressing one lightly against Jared's hole to see if he would open.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jared asked around soft moans.
"Just relax and let me into your body, love," Jensen said, pressing kisses to Jared's back and sliding one finger slowly in and out in a rhythmic motion.
"Oh," Jared breathed and pressed into the finger. He caught Jensen's rhythm and responded in perfect tune.
Jensen grinned and pressed his finger in to the second knuckle. "You like that?" he asked.
"Yes," Jared gasped and groaned at the feel of something pressing so deep inside him. "More?"
"Anything you want," Jensen breathed. He slid his fingers out, slicked two of them in the oil and pressed them both back at Jared's entrance. "Deep breath," he whispered before pushing in slightly.
Jared took a deep breath and moaned at the mixture of sensations- pain and pleasure. He tugged a little at the bedclothes.
Jensen stroked his fingers in and out, slow and steady, to keep Jared's body from clamping down too hard. He wanted to get Jared ready, to stretch him wide open and feel him writhe.
Jared tossed back his head and cried out as Jensen rubbed over something deep inside him that ignited his blood. He pressed more urgently into each thrust of Jensen's fingers, trying to find that same pleasure. "Jensen."
"Yes, Jared, right there. Do you like that?" Jensen asked, purring the words and stroking his fingers fast and hard, in and out of Jared's body. He angled them to try and hit Jared's sweet spot with every stroke.
"Yes! Yes!" Jared answered and bowed helplessly under the sweet torment. He lifted his ass higher, begging for more.
Jensen pulled his fingers out again, stroking Jared's back and searching for the oil. "So close, Jared. Almost there," he whispered, slicking up three fingers. He formed them into a triangle and pressed at the entrance to Jared's body.
Three fingers stretched, burned and hurt in a way that made Jared try to escape instinctively. He whined softly in the back of his throat and forced himself to hold still, trusting that Jensen would make it better.
Stopping the second Jared tried to pull away, Jensen took a deep breath and murmured, "Shhhh, it's all right. I promise, Jay. Just breathe for me and push back slowly when you're ready."
Jared breathed for a few moments until his body relaxed and then nodded. "Sorry. I didn't mean to pull away, Jensen. I'm ready now."
"You don't have to apologize, Jay," Jensen said, stroking a hand over his buttocks. "It's normal, and we need to understand what your body is ready for."
"Yes, Jensen," Jared said and lifted his hips again in offering. "Please try again."
Jensen leaned down, kissed the indentation in Jared's lower back and pressed forward with his fingers. He pushed and twisted them slightly, helping Jared's body open to the intrusion.
Jared grunted a little, but pushed back, wanting Jensen's fingers inside him deep. "Please, Jen. Do not stop. I want to feel all of you inside me."
"Please be easy, Jay." Jensen moved his fingers faster and rougher than he would have preferred.
Jared keened and tossed restlessly, trying simultaneously to push into and escape the fingers inside him. He finally reached back and touched Jensen's hand where it disappeared inside him. "Ready?" he asked, breathless.
Jensen chuckled, reaching with his other hand to cover Jared's. "You tell me...does it still hurt?"
"A little," Jared admitted with a slight flush, "but I want this, Jen. Please. I want everything."
"If you are sure," Jensen said, wriggling his fingers around a little more before sliding them out. He grabbed the oil and slicked his cock up with more than he'd ever used before with a lover. "Brace yourself and keep your buttocks up for me, Jay."
Jared swallowed hard, firmly planted his arms, spread his legs even wider and lifted up for Jensen. "Is this right?" he asked.
"Perfect," Jensen moaned, stroking Jared's ass before lining himself up and pressing lightly at Jared's hole. He watched as the puckered skin resisted and then slowly gave, opening for the head of his cock to slip into the tight ring. Using all of the control he had, Jensen stopped right there and panted slightly.
Jared bit down on his lip as Jensen breeched him, taking the last bit of his innocence and claiming it for his own. He trembled at the physical ache, as well as the overwhelming emotions of giving the last of himself to Jensen.
"Jared," Jensen moaned, pressing forward slow and steady until he could go no deeper.
Jared cried out in a soft mixture of completion, pain and pleasure. He tilted his head, seeking Jensen's kiss and the comfort he always took from the gesture.
Jensen leaned down and kissed Jared deeply. He nibbled at Jared's lips, one hand stroking lightly over Jared's side while he remained motionless over and inside his lover.
Jared reached back to touch near where they were joined and moaned at the feel of Jensen's strong body. He trailed his fingers lightly over Jensen's hip and flank, before relaxing under him. "Feel close to you like this," he murmured. "Like I belong to you."
"Once you are used to the stretch, we can do it so that we may look at each other," Jensen promised, pulling his hips back slowly, before sliding deep inside again. He nuzzled Jared's temple and pressed kisses along the side of his face.
A hoarse yell escaped Jared at the first thrust of a lover inside him. He pressed back into the impalement, driven by instinct. "However you desire," he whispered, voice already broken.
Jensen moaned, starting to thrust in and out with a steady rhythm. "I desire you in every way, my Jared."
Meeting each of Jensen's thrusts, Jared shut his eyes and felt all traces of pain melt away under the onslaught of pleasure and love. He lost himself to Jensen's expert ministrations, forgetting everything else. If he could have chosen a moment to live in forever, he would have picked this one, where he was not an unloved, poor orphan, but an object of someone else's need and desire.
"So gorgeous, Jared," Jensen moaned, rotating his hips and thrusting forward again. He bit his lower lip, body shuddering while he gripped Jared's hips tightly. "Love the way you feel around me, the way your body holds mine so tight."
"Want to be good for you, Jen," Jared said. "Want to be everything you want."
"You already are, Jared," Jensen moaned, braced his hands on either side of Jared and rocked his hips, pushing open Jared’s body more with each thrust. He nuzzled at Jared's throat and whimpered at the stunning pleasure of rubbing their bodies together.
Jared had lain under Jensen before and felt the intoxicating sensation of their skin touching all over, but the current sensations transcended all other physical experiences. He tilted his throat to expose more for Jensen's attentions. "Jensen. I feel so good."
Jensen chuckled low, the vibrations running through their bodies. "Yeah?" he asked. "Tell me-tell me what you feel." He nipped at Jared's throat, pulled nearly all the way out and then slammed inside again.
"Like I belong somewhere," Jared said. "To you. With you." He moaned as the next thrust hit the right spot deep inside him. "For you."
"Mine," Jensen said, loving the sound of that. He growled softly, pulled back and thrust forward harder than before. Angling his hips, Jensen did his best to hit Jared's sweet spot with every stroke.
"Yes, love you so much!" Jared cried under the onslaught. His arms trembled with the weight of supporting them both, even as he drove himself harder to meet Jensen's demands.
Jensen groaned, Jared's words and excitement driving him higher. "Yes!" he yelled. "Yes, Jared, show me how much you love this, how much you want me!"
Spurred, Jared answered the call and threw every inch of himself into straining, sweating exertion. His cock leaked all over himself and the sheets below, completely untouched.
Thrusting faster, Jensen braced himself on one arm. He pressed against Jared's back and reached around to stroke Jared's cock. "So good for me, Jared. Love this, love the way you respond to me. So good," he murmured, doing his best to stroke Jared to completion.
Jared burst over himself, Jensen's fingers and the bed with a vigor not shown even during their first coupling. He tried to hold back all noise, but the walls near shook at the sound.
The shock of Jared's release yanked Jensen right over the edge with him, crying out Jared's name and shuddering over his lover's body while he pulsed deep inside Jared. Panting, he dropped his head to Jared's shoulder and pressed light kisses over the damp and heated flesh.
Another shiver of sensations swirled and ignited in Jared at Jensen's release. He lowered himself and Jensen on top of him down to the mattress, arms and legs tired. Closing his eyes, he rested, quiet and content, under his lover. Again, he allowed himself a few moments of imagining himself here always, held so tight by the man he loved. It was a dangerously addictive fantasy.
Jensen nuzzled into Jared's neck, still panting and shaking from his orgasm. He'd not felt like that in a long time. Not since Jeff had he felt so connected to another person. Pulling himself out gently, Jensen rolled to the side and stroked Jared's back. "Come here," he said, tugging Jared toward him.
Jared complied with the request, moving to lay as Jensen directed. His heart still raced in his chest, and the look he directed at Jensen was full of love and wonder. "I never knew it could be like that between two people," he said softly. "That a physical act could bring so much pleasure."
"It is amazing, is it not?" Jensen asked, curling his arm around Jared and bundling him until Jared's head was over Jensen's heart. He unexpectedly felt a wave of tenderness, of deep emotion for Jared.
Jared listened to Jensen's heart and smiled at the steady thrum. "Yes. Most amazing. Thank you, Jensen, for sharing this with me. I should have gone through my life without knowing such closeness with another."
"I would not want that for you, my Jared. You are so giving, so loving and so deserving of feeling everything there is in life," Jensen said, but then felt rather like he'd opened his heart a bit too much with that statement. "My life is richer with you in it." He tilted Jared's head up and kissed him gently.
Jared looked at Jensen with disbelief. "I thank you for such words, though I know they cannot be true. ‘Tis I who owe you all."
Jensen shook his head, frustration coming to the front. "Why do you not believe me when I tell you what you mean to me?"
Jared shrunk a little from Jensen, head hung. "I did not mean to imply you were lying," he whispered.
"And I didn't mean to imply that you were lying," Jensen said, softening his voice and hugging Jared tightly. "You think I'm amazing because I'm the lord here? Is that the only reason you like me?"
"I don't just like you, Jen," Jared whispered. "I love you...for all you've done for me."
"But do you love me? Do you love the man I am without the house? Without the land and the money?" Jensen asked, feeling more and more like Jared was only in love with him because of his title.
"I love the man who noticed someone not of his own class," Jared said, hurt by the implication. "The first person to care for me. The first person to offer me a home."
"Then why do you not believe that man when he tells you that you have changed his life for the better?" Jensen asked.
"Perhaps I may warm your bed and offer company, but you have known lovers before. You could have anyone," Jared said and ducked his head shyly. "I don't understand what I can offer you."
You offer something no one else can...and that is yourself," Jensen said.
"Well, for whatever I am worth, I belong to you," Jared said softly.
Jensen smiled and kissed Jared deeply. "You are my breath of fresh air, Jared. You make me want to be better."
Jared stroked Jensen's face with gentle fingers, tracing the curve of his cheek. "I do not know how you can be better than you are," he said.
"There is always a way to be better. And your goodness, your beauty, makes me want to give you everything." Jensen kissed Jared deeply again.
"Give me everything?" Jared asked.
"My love, my home, everything I have to give," Jensen said.
Eyes wide, Jared stared at Jensen in disbelief, heart expanding in his chest. "Your love?" he whispered.
Jensen blushed, nodding slightly. "I never thought to love again, but I think I am falling for you."
"Oh," Jared said and pressed hot kisses all over Jensen's face. "You are everything to me, Jensen."
Jensen stroked a hand down Jared's back and pulled him in even closer. "Stay the night with me?" he asked.
"I would like nothing more," Jared breathed and rested his head on Jensen's shoulder. He kissed the curve of Jensen's neck and hid his face there to sleep.
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