Secret Life
Title: Secret Life
Pairings: Jensen/Jared
Rating: nc17
Summary: Jensen and Jared are both agents for an unknown department of defense for the United States government... Think Indiana Jones meets James Bond.
M@5t3R P05t
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”Jensen, you need to listen to me,” Eliza’s voice echoed in the phone. ”Chris is fine for the most part. He got away.”
“He got away?” Jensen repeated back to her his voice wavering as he thought about the time he lost Jude.
”Yeah,” she tells him slowly, “For the most part, minor injuries. He’s checked in at a hospital, I won’t let what happened to Jude happen to him.”
“I want to see him,” Jensen whispers softly into the phone as he turns away from Jared to escape the hazel eyes.
”Jen,” she sighs into the phone, ”You know Agen protocol.”
“I want to see him,” he repeats a little stronger.
”You can’t. They could be watching him. You need to stay on the assignment you were given and go teach your class.”
Jensen takes a few moments trying to find a way to see his friend before he sighs in defeat, “Keep him safe.”
”You have my word,” she tells him before he closes his phone; ending the call. Without a word to Jared, he walks back to his room, depositing the cell, emerging in a few minutes and walking back to the kitchen door. He packs up his laptop and walks out, Jared following close behind.
Jared sits at the top of the elevated platforms. His back’s to the wall, as he glances around the room, students had just started to file in and he watches with interest as they lay the papers on the corner of Jensen’s desk. Jensen doesn’t look at the students until the clock turns to nine and he rises from his seat, strolls across the room and shuts the heavy door. “Morning class,” he greets as he walks back to his desk, picks up the papers and stands in the middle of the room, flipping through them. “Come down here and sign the paper on my desk if you didn’t turn in your homework,” Jensen smiles as five students stand, making their way to the front of the room, throwing excuses at him, but all sign the paper before returning to their desks. Jensen moves to trash can, dropping the pile of papers in the trash and turning to smile at the class. “Extra credit to the students who didn’t do the work.”
Jared stifles a laugh, as students begin to complain. “Professor Ackles,” Cindy smiles at him from her front row seat, “You can’t do that, I spent hours looking up everything in those papers.”
“Then you just learned a lesson on wasted time,” he grins at her as he rattles off the assignment for the day.
Jared had been sitting in the back, watching as most of the girls threw themselves at Jensen with so much innuendo that most of the time he couldn’t help but laugh. He just watched Jensen brush off a female student and got an idea. With a smile placed firmly on his face he walked down the stairs and out the door, not missing the confused look on Jensen’s face. What he had planned would be worth getting looked at with confusion.
Jared had been gone for over half an hour, when Jensen sees him walk in from the corner of his eye. Breathing a sigh of relief that he wouldn’t have to call the agency and tell them another member had been taken. Without looking at the younger man, Jensen tilted his head back to the papers he was still grading and forgot about Jared…. Until Jared started talking very louder.
It was nonsense, complete and utter nonsense, and Jared was disrupting his class. “Jared,” he said out loud, annoyance coloring his voice.
“Yes, Professor?” Jared responded, now sitting in the first row beside of Cindy. Jared winked at him, and with a huge shit-eating grin, slowly closed his eyes.
And that did it, Jensen was bent over in the middle of the room, laughing until tears made their way down in his cheeks in slippery, clear streaks. It took a few minutes, but Jensen was finally able to talk. Not looking back at Jared, he stood tall in his classroom. “Class dismissed,” he said breathing hard, a smile still stretching across his face, “No homework.” The class overjoyed to get out early, ran towards the door before Jensen could change his mind. “You are screwed up,” Jensen laughed when the room was empty except for him and Jared.
“You like it,” Jared pouted closing his eyes once more so that the words, “UR HOT” could be clearly seen.
His soft hand trailed down Jude’s stomach, slowly as to not wake the older man. As his fingers reached their destination, Jensen dripped his head, and laid a soft kiss on the sleeping man’s shoulder across the scar that lightens on his skin, as his fingers brushed the man’s sex. He keeps his fingers trailing over the flaccid dick, until it starts to harden. Tilting his head, he lays it on Jude’s shoulder and watches as his fingers move over the stiffening skin, listening to the soft moans that are pulled from the quickly waking man.
“Mmm,” Jude moans, cracking his eyes, “Too early Jen,” he croaks out, moving closer to the younger man, contradicting his words. “You’re insatiably.”
“You know I’m always horny when I wake up beside of you,” Jensen whispers into his skin, leaving a lingering kiss before moving to lie on top of the other man. He begins lying kissing on Jude’s chest as his hands reach for the condom and lube.
“You owe me breakfast after this,” Jude moans as Jensen inserts two fingers. The older man’s hole already stretched from the night before.
“Anything you want,” Jensen whispers across his lips, as he kisses him while slipping inside of the older man.
Sweat covers their bodies, hands grasping body parts and slipping away before trying to get a better hold. Jensen thrusts speed up as his hand reaches between their bodies, pulling at Jude’s cock, his lips never leaving the other man’s mouth as he moans and fills the condom. Seconds later, Jude’s orgasm is pulled from him by talented fingers. With a last kiss, Jensen falls down on his lover, breathing in the smell of Jude and their sex.
Jensen wakes from his dream, tears streaming down his face and come sticking his boxers to his skin. He feels the hole in his heart, which formed with the losing of Jude, more than ever. He rolls out of bed, falling to the floor, and grasping his carpet. With quick movements he pulls up a section, moving it to the side as he turns the combination lock. With a click, the lock disengages and Jensen pulls the lever, the lid rising up. He pushes the agency cell phone out of the way as he reaches in for the folder. He opens it, wanting to see the picture of the man he loves.
Jensen feels anger fill the hole inside of him as he stares at the piece of paper tucked in between the photocopied file and the front of the folder.
Click for Personnel File
Pairings: Jensen/Jared
Rating: nc17
Summary: Jensen and Jared are both agents for an unknown department of defense for the United States government... Think Indiana Jones meets James Bond.
M@5t3R P05t
< 009504 >
”Jensen, you need to listen to me,” Eliza’s voice echoed in the phone. ”Chris is fine for the most part. He got away.”
“He got away?” Jensen repeated back to her his voice wavering as he thought about the time he lost Jude.
”Yeah,” she tells him slowly, “For the most part, minor injuries. He’s checked in at a hospital, I won’t let what happened to Jude happen to him.”
“I want to see him,” Jensen whispers softly into the phone as he turns away from Jared to escape the hazel eyes.
”Jen,” she sighs into the phone, ”You know Agen protocol.”
“I want to see him,” he repeats a little stronger.
”You can’t. They could be watching him. You need to stay on the assignment you were given and go teach your class.”
Jensen takes a few moments trying to find a way to see his friend before he sighs in defeat, “Keep him safe.”
”You have my word,” she tells him before he closes his phone; ending the call. Without a word to Jared, he walks back to his room, depositing the cell, emerging in a few minutes and walking back to the kitchen door. He packs up his laptop and walks out, Jared following close behind.
Jared sits at the top of the elevated platforms. His back’s to the wall, as he glances around the room, students had just started to file in and he watches with interest as they lay the papers on the corner of Jensen’s desk. Jensen doesn’t look at the students until the clock turns to nine and he rises from his seat, strolls across the room and shuts the heavy door. “Morning class,” he greets as he walks back to his desk, picks up the papers and stands in the middle of the room, flipping through them. “Come down here and sign the paper on my desk if you didn’t turn in your homework,” Jensen smiles as five students stand, making their way to the front of the room, throwing excuses at him, but all sign the paper before returning to their desks. Jensen moves to trash can, dropping the pile of papers in the trash and turning to smile at the class. “Extra credit to the students who didn’t do the work.”
Jared stifles a laugh, as students begin to complain. “Professor Ackles,” Cindy smiles at him from her front row seat, “You can’t do that, I spent hours looking up everything in those papers.”
“Then you just learned a lesson on wasted time,” he grins at her as he rattles off the assignment for the day.
Jared had been sitting in the back, watching as most of the girls threw themselves at Jensen with so much innuendo that most of the time he couldn’t help but laugh. He just watched Jensen brush off a female student and got an idea. With a smile placed firmly on his face he walked down the stairs and out the door, not missing the confused look on Jensen’s face. What he had planned would be worth getting looked at with confusion.
Jared had been gone for over half an hour, when Jensen sees him walk in from the corner of his eye. Breathing a sigh of relief that he wouldn’t have to call the agency and tell them another member had been taken. Without looking at the younger man, Jensen tilted his head back to the papers he was still grading and forgot about Jared…. Until Jared started talking very louder.
It was nonsense, complete and utter nonsense, and Jared was disrupting his class. “Jared,” he said out loud, annoyance coloring his voice.
“Yes, Professor?” Jared responded, now sitting in the first row beside of Cindy. Jared winked at him, and with a huge shit-eating grin, slowly closed his eyes.
And that did it, Jensen was bent over in the middle of the room, laughing until tears made their way down in his cheeks in slippery, clear streaks. It took a few minutes, but Jensen was finally able to talk. Not looking back at Jared, he stood tall in his classroom. “Class dismissed,” he said breathing hard, a smile still stretching across his face, “No homework.” The class overjoyed to get out early, ran towards the door before Jensen could change his mind. “You are screwed up,” Jensen laughed when the room was empty except for him and Jared.
“You like it,” Jared pouted closing his eyes once more so that the words, “UR HOT” could be clearly seen.
His soft hand trailed down Jude’s stomach, slowly as to not wake the older man. As his fingers reached their destination, Jensen dripped his head, and laid a soft kiss on the sleeping man’s shoulder across the scar that lightens on his skin, as his fingers brushed the man’s sex. He keeps his fingers trailing over the flaccid dick, until it starts to harden. Tilting his head, he lays it on Jude’s shoulder and watches as his fingers move over the stiffening skin, listening to the soft moans that are pulled from the quickly waking man.
“Mmm,” Jude moans, cracking his eyes, “Too early Jen,” he croaks out, moving closer to the younger man, contradicting his words. “You’re insatiably.”
“You know I’m always horny when I wake up beside of you,” Jensen whispers into his skin, leaving a lingering kiss before moving to lie on top of the other man. He begins lying kissing on Jude’s chest as his hands reach for the condom and lube.
“You owe me breakfast after this,” Jude moans as Jensen inserts two fingers. The older man’s hole already stretched from the night before.
“Anything you want,” Jensen whispers across his lips, as he kisses him while slipping inside of the older man.
Sweat covers their bodies, hands grasping body parts and slipping away before trying to get a better hold. Jensen thrusts speed up as his hand reaches between their bodies, pulling at Jude’s cock, his lips never leaving the other man’s mouth as he moans and fills the condom. Seconds later, Jude’s orgasm is pulled from him by talented fingers. With a last kiss, Jensen falls down on his lover, breathing in the smell of Jude and their sex.
Jensen wakes from his dream, tears streaming down his face and come sticking his boxers to his skin. He feels the hole in his heart, which formed with the losing of Jude, more than ever. He rolls out of bed, falling to the floor, and grasping his carpet. With quick movements he pulls up a section, moving it to the side as he turns the combination lock. With a click, the lock disengages and Jensen pulls the lever, the lid rising up. He pushes the agency cell phone out of the way as he reaches in for the folder. He opens it, wanting to see the picture of the man he loves.
Jensen feels anger fill the hole inside of him as he stares at the piece of paper tucked in between the photocopied file and the front of the folder.
Click for Personnel File