FILLED: Hear My Heart Beat So (2/10) - Jensen/Jared - NC-17 - ficsalireJune 25 2011, 06:39:09 UTC
Ruin Jared?
He’d never let anyone do anything to hurt Jared. When kids started picking on Jared at school, Jensen had kicked all of their asses without a second thought.
He’d be damned if he was the one to ruin him.
*
Jensen tries to distance himself from Jared, but it’s impossible. They’re just together too much. Everyone in the pack goes to the same school, and Jared sits by him at lunch. When Jensen starts walking home without Jared, Jared makes it his goal in life to bolt out of the school and beat Jensen to the front steps so he can trot along behind him. Jared invites himself over for sleepovers and doesn’t seem to notice or mind when Jensen tries to stop talking to him. He just pleasantly holds a one-sided conversation until Jensen finally starts talking to him again (and he always, always does).
It’s torture, especially when Jared hits puberty at twelve, and Jensen doesn’t even have to be in the same room as him to smell BetaBetaBeta.
He feels like he’s going to tear his hair out trying not to ruin his Jared. But Jared won’t leave him alone, and Jensen can’t leave Jared alone if he’s not leaving Jensen alone.
He just doesn’t know what to do.
*
One day, right after Jared turned thirteen, he tries to kiss Jensen.
Jensen jumps back. He’s seventeen, and he’s kissed enough times now to know that kissing leads to touching leads to fucking pretty quickly.
Jared looks confused and worried. “Jensen, what’s wrong?”
Jensen blinks at him. “What do you mean ‘what’s wrong’?”
“Well, I tried to kiss you, and you bolted on me.” Jared scoots closer to him on the couch. “Don’t you want to kiss me?”
Fuck yes. He’s seventeen and wants to kiss the ever-living shit out of his thirteen year old best friend. Words like sick and wrong and ruin run through his mind. "I can’t. And you know I can’t.”
Jared huffs. “Well, why the hell not?”
“You’re too young to talk like that,” Jensen chastises him automatically.
Jared arches a brow at him and crosses his arms defiantly.
Jensen sighs. “Jared, you have to know why by now.” Surely someone along the way had explained it to him, how things worked.
Jared scowls at that. “The stupid fight. I should be able to mate with whoever I want to mate with, not have it decided for me with some idiotic fight amongst a bunch of macho wolves who just want a damn title.”
Jensen agrees with him. It doesn’t matter. “I can’t, Jay,” he says helplessly.
Jared bites his lip, then draws his knees up under him, getting on all fours on the couch and leaning toward Jensen, pressing a hand to his chest.
Jensen swallows. Hard. “Jay...”
“I want it to be you,” Jared says, practically purring into Jensen’s ear. “I want you to be my first, Jen.” He takes a deep breath, scenting the air, can probably smell Jensen’s arousal. “When I’m this close, all I can think is AlphaAlphaAlpha, like some mantra in my head.” He drops his forehead to Jensen’s shoulder, nuzzling softly, still purring, and it’s the most obscene thing he’s ever heard. “I want it to be you.”
For a moment, Jensen can’t move for fear that he’ll take Jared right then and there, fuck him deep into Jared’s mother’s couch cushions. Hell, he can barely breathe he’s so consumed by the thought.
When he does breathe, it comes out a strangled moan, and the sound of himself so broken snaps him out of it. He scrambles off the couch, leaving Jared with a confused, hurt look on his face.
He hurt Jared.
He fists his hands at his sides and turns on his heel, running as fast as he can out of the house and into the surrounding woods. He doesn’t even bother peeling off his clothes, just lets them tear off his body as he allows the wolf to take over.
He runs until he can’t run anymore, then runs another half mile or so before he drops, heaving on the ground.
He curls up, tucking his tail around himself and closing his eyes.
All he can think is JaredJaredBetaJaredBetamyJared.
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As Jensen’s senior year draws to a close, he applies the farthest schools from Texas he can think of. He manages to get offered a scholarship to NYU, and he snaps it up, bolts for New York as soon as he gets confirmation that his financial aid is set.
He doesn’t say goodbye to Jared.
He’s already hurt him once. He can’t bring himself to do it again.
*
Jensen is in his junior year of college when Chad, an old friend from high school that he hasn’t seen or heard from since graduation, calls him.
“Not that you deserve to hear this after running away with your damn tail between your legs,” Chad says without so much as a ‘hello’, “but Gerry yanked Jared from school last week.”
“What?” Jensen asks, alarmed. Half of his Communications class turns around to stare at him, and he quickly excuses himself from the room, making a mad dash for the parking lot. “What are you talking about, Chad? Did Jared get hurt or something?”
“Kinda.”
Jensen’s wolf bolts to just below the surface. “What do you mean ‘kinda’?”
Chad laughs. “Having control issues, Jensen?”
Jensen growls low in the back of his throat. “Chad, don’t fuck with my head right now. Who the hell hurt Jared?”
“Well, Matt tried to jump his bones in school, but it wasn’t really his fault. Jared went into heat.”
A lump lodges in his throat, and he stops in his tracks as he’s reaching for his car’s door. “What?”
“Yeah, and I suggest you hop a plane and get your ass home. The fight is on in two days, when the moon is full.”
Jensen frowns. “Chad, I don’t think Jared wants to see me.”
“Damn right he doesn’t. Not after that bullshit you pulled.”
“He was thirteen, Chad, it was illegal. Not to mention against pack rules. And you don’t--”
“Jensen, he’s sixteen now, and next week, he’s going to get fucked by either you or someone he hasn’t been in love with for most of his life. Which is it going to be?”
Jensen is quiet for a moment, then opens his car, dropping into the driver’s seat. “I’ll be on the evening flight to San Antonio. Put my name on the list of competitors.”
“Gotcha, Jen. See you soon.”
Jensen hangs up without saying goodbye, tossing his phone in the passenger’s seat and peeling out of the school parking lot.
*
It’s ten at night when the plane touches down in San Antonio, and Jensen hits the ground running. Chad picks him up from the airport, and they drive an hour out of the city and into the large community the werewolves live in. On the ride down, Chad tells him all about his opposition.
First, there’s Henry. Henry is a classmate of Jared’s who’s been sniffing him out all year.
Second, there’s Keith. He’s a freshman in college who’s mostly in this to get his parents off his back about rising in the pack’s ranks.
Third, there’s Jordan. He’s a thirty year old guy who gives Chad the creeps. He’s the pack leader of a nearby group of weres, and he’s hoping to unite the packs.
Fourth is Marcus. Marcus is also older, twenty-seven or so, and wants the pack leader title.
And last, there’s Matt. He’s a senior at the high school and has had a raging boner for Jared for the past couple of years, only further enhanced by his having smelled Jared in heat.
The rules are the same. One on one. Fight till someone taps out, passes out or dies. Winner gets to mate Jared. If Jared isn’t pregnant by the end of the week, the fight starts over with the former winner disqualified.
Jensen imagines Jordan or Matt’s hands on Jared, and he grinds his teeth together. No way in hell they’re going to beat him. He knows his eyes are flashing his wolf’s electric green, but he can’t help it. Adrenaline is pulsing through his veins, and there’s a longing in his chest that only grows as they near the community.
And he can feel his wolf just beneath his skin, growling BetaBetaJaredBetamine.
*
The moon is high in the sky when Jensen hears the long, lonely sound of the pack leader’s howl, calling his pack to him.
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He pulls on a t-shirt and sweat pants, knowing that both will probably be ruined by the end of the night, and heads out into the darkness to the clearing that has been designated for the fight. Chad meets him halfway there, falling into step with him easily as they dart between the trees, the moonlight filtering over them from between the branches.
With the moon full, Jensen can feel his wolf pacing, wanting out, scratching at his brain to be set free. He forces the feeling down. He doesn’t want to use his wolf unless he has to. The wolves can be pretty vicious, and even though the rules dictate that killing is allowed in the fight, he’d prefer not to. He doesn’t even want to kill Matt, though the jackass deserves it for trying to pounce on Jared like that.
When Jensen and Chad make it to the clearing, there are already a few members of the pack there, including Jensen’s parents, who seem surprised to see him. Some younger members are already in their wolf forms, too excited by the moon and the upcoming bloodshed to remain human.
That thought alone has Jensen’s eyes flashing, and he blinks hard until they’re normal again.
Gerry is standing in the middle of the circle, his Beta at his side. Jared is nowhere to be seen, but that’s not a surprise. An unclaimed Beta in heat would probably be torn apart with this many wolves around them. His smell would be just too enticing to resist.
Jensen’s cock stirs at the idea of it, of Jared’s smell being amped up like that, and he shifts uncomfortably at the little knowing smile Chad offers him.
“Competitors, step forward,” Gerry says, raising his arms to call attention to himself.
Jensen steps into the clearing, as do his rivals. Two of them, probably Henry and Matt, are already in their wolf forms. When Matt glances at Jensen, Jensen bares his teeth in a dangerous smile, and Matt snarls a challenge.
“The rules are what they’ve always been,” Gerry continues. “All fights will be one on one. The fights will continue as long as they have to until one opponent either taps out or is otherwise incapacitated. These fights will continue until we have a champion. Are these rules clear as I have stated them to you, wolfpack?”
Everyone howls agreement, Jensen included, and it gets his wolf excited, ready for the carnage.
“Our first fight will be between Matt and Keith.” Gerry and his Beta steps out of the center, as do Jensen, Jordan, Henry and Marcus. “You may begin.”
Matt leaps without hesitation, and Keith just barely manages to dodge away from him without getting his throat torn open.
Jensen frowns. Keith is obviously submissive, at least for an Alpha-type, and he’ll probably tap out without much bloodshed. But Matt looks like he’s not having any of that.
Keith quickly shifts into his wolf, and this time when Matt goes for him, he raises up on his back paws, deflecting Matt and managing to scratch him across the face.
Matt howls with rage, running at Keith and biting down on his shoulder. Jensen hears a sickening crunch as the bone is crushed, and Keith yelps in pain.
“Damn,” Chad mutters from beside him. Jensen nods silently. His wolf certainly may enjoy the sound of bone snapping, but Jensen doesn’t.
Keith whines pitifully, and it’s an obvious tossing of the towel.
But Matt acts like he didn’t even hear it. He paces around Keith’s huddled mass for a moment, then jumps, tearing into the scruff of Keith’s neck.
Keith yelps again, snapping back defensively, and Matt takes the opportunity to throw him to the ground, tearing out a chunk of his flesh. Blood is dripping from his jaws, and he approaches Keith again, who’s whining desperately. Matt leaps.
Jensen is between them before he realizes what he’s doing, and he jambs his fist into Matt’s ribcage, throwing Matt to the ground midway through his leap. Matt growls, though he sounds winded.
Jensen snorts, completely unintimidated. “He said he gave up, you dumb shit.”
“But he kept fighting,” Keith growls. “This is interference. You should be disqualified.”
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“He snapped at you because you attacked him when he was defenseless. Anyone would.” Jensen looks to Gerry, eyebrows furrowed. “Tell me you understand that, Alpha.”
Gerry gives him a curious look, then nods. “Of course. Matt is declared the winner of this round.”
Several wolves yip happily, and Matt holds his head high, filled with pride.
Jensen just rolls his eyes and watches as Keith’s family gathers him up, taking him away to be healed.
Gerry waits for Keith’s family to finish helping him out of the circle before calling the next match. “Jensen and Marcus,” he says simply before returning to the sidelines.
Chad squeezes his shoulder. “Good luck, man.”
Jensen and Marcus to step inside the clearing.
“You may begin.”
Marcus gives him an appraising look from across the ring, and Jensen smiles, hunching his shoulders and planting his feet. His wolf is howling in his mind, ready to tear into someone, into Marcus.
And when Marcus finally makes his move, rushing Jensen, he lets it. He forces himself not to shift, though he wants to badly, but he does let his wolf guide his actions as he drops his shoulders a little more and lets Marcus ram into him, quickly wrapping his arms around him. It gives Jensen control over his middle, and he easily lifts Marcus, then lets gravity take over, slamming him back to the ground.
Marcus gasps an ‘oof’ as he lands on his back. In the half second that he’s stunned, Jensen crawls over him, using his body weight to keep Marcus down as he circles an arm around his neck and squeezes, using his other arm to secure his chokehold.
Marcus immediately starts to struggle to his feet, scratching and kicking at Jensen.
“Relax,” he mutters into Marcus’ ear. He keeps struggling, maybe even with a little more vigor. Jensen just squeezes tighter, growling, “Relax, damn it.”
Jensen manages to get clipped in the eye, but Marcus can’t keep up the fight without air, and he finally goes slack, passing out in Jensen’s arms.
Jensen waits a moment before lifting off of him and checking his pulse. It’s strong, and Jensen breathes a sigh of relief before standing. “He’s out.”
Gerry walks into the circle and confirms it for himself. “Jensen is the winner.”
Marcus’ family gathers him up, and Jensen returns to his place beside Chad.
Chad claps him on the back. “That’s how you do it. You’re gonna get a nice shiner out of the deal too.”
Jensen laughs low in his throat.
“Next up is Henry and Jordan.”
Jensen knows this is going to be an easy fight--a scrawny sixteen year old against a built thirty year old? Yeah, it’s an easy call--so he doesn’t bother watching it, just assesses his wounds instead. They aren’t bad, just a few bruises and scratches. His wolf is angry that he didn’t shed any blood, but he assures it that there will be blood later.
If he comes against Matt, he’s positive he won’t have a choice but to shed some blood.
A few moments later, Henry is out cold after being tossed against a tree. Jordan hadn’t even had to change into his wolf form to do it, even though Henry had spent the entire fight that way.
The first round, all told, ends fairly quickly with Matt, Jensen, and Jordan as the winners.
Gerry looks up at the moon in the sky, checking the time, Jensen supposes, before he announces the competitors for round two. “Jensen and Jordan, please step into the circle.”
They follow orders, staring each other down. This is the guy that creeps Chad out. He doesn’t want to be leader, necessarily, but he definitely wants Jared. From what Chad had said, Jared’s age and how young he still looks are big factors in that.
No way Jensen is going to let this guy mate with Jared.
“You may begin.”
They circle each other for a moment, sizing each other up. Jordan is generally bigger than Jensen is, a couple of inches taller and a bit more built in muscle mass, but from what little Jensen paid attention to in the previous fight, he’s slower than Jensen is.
“Gonna make a move, pup?” Jordan asks after a few more moments.
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And being called a pup pisses Jensen’s wolf right the fuck off. He’s a twenty year old Alpha-type. A certain amount of pride comes with that. But he swallows down the growl that immediately leaped to his throat. “I was about to ask the same, but I figured I should respect my elders.”
Jordan scowls at that.
Jensen just smiles. “Come on, elder. Or are your bones starting to hurt already?”
Something in Jordan snaps at that, and he lunges for Jensen, who easily dodges. Jordan charges him again, and Jensen drops down, kicking his feet out from under him.
Jordan hits the ground heavily, and Jensen’s on top of him, ready to put him in a chokehold just like he had with Henry. But Jordan is heavier, and he throws his weight into rolling them over, pinning Jensen’s legs down with his hips.
Jensen fights to get out from under him, landing a few punches to Jordan’s chest and face, but Jordan grabs his hands, holding his wrists tight with one hand. He roughly grabs Jensen by the hair and slams his head into the ground.
White stars burst behind Jensen’s eyelids, and he stares dazedly up at Jordan’s face. His head gets slammed again, and black stars intermingle with the white ones.
He groans, his vision blurring. His wolf snaps at him, tells him to get the fuck up and fight, but Jensen can’t think coherently enough to get his wrists out of Jordan’s grasp.
And just like that, his wolf takes the reigns.
It rips through him, his joints popping wetly in and out of place, shifting around and changing his body right underneath Jordan.
Jordan is startled by the quick change, and he leaps away just as Jensen snaps his jaws at him.
Jordan shifts too, but he’s too slow about it, and Jensen tears into him. His nails dig into his chest as Jensen slams him to the ground, and when Jordan is fully transformed, he gets him by the scruff of his neck, biting through skin and fur and ripping him open.
The metallic tang of blood hits the back of Jensen’s throat, and his wolf swallows it down, revels in it, wants more.
Jordan howls beneath him, snapping back at him, and Jensen growls deep in his chest, snaps and catches Jordan’s ear, tearing it.
Jordan yelps and jerks away from Jensen, skidding in the dirt. There’s blood everywhere now, and the wolves on the sidelines are in a frenzy, howling to shed some blood themselves. Some fights are breaking out, but the Deltas, the enforcers of the pack (which include both Jared’s brother and his own), are having none of that, breaking them up quickly.
Jordan crouches down like he’s going to pounce again, but he stays down, breathing heavily, blood pooling around his paws.
Finally, Jordan collapses.
Gerry doesn’t even have time to call the fight before Matt bounds into the ring, slamming into Jensen’s side and bowling them both over in a whirlwind of teeth, fur and other people’s blood.
Jensen’s heart is slamming against his ribcage, his lungs heaving to take in air without having any sort of break between his last fight and this one. It’s hard even for his wolf to think clearly without being able to breathe properly.
They’re still rolling, and when it’s Jensen on top, he slams his paws into Matt’s chest, stopping the roll effectively. Matt goes for his throat, and Jensen jumps away from it, leaving Matt to scramble to his feet.
They start circling each other, getting closer gradually. Matt keeps growling something, and when Jensen is close enough, he can hear, “Mine, he’s mine,” over and over.
Jensen’s ears lay back flat on his head, and he snarls, baring his teeth. “You’ll have to rip me apart before he’s yours.”
Matt goes low, biting at Jensen’s legs, and Jensen rears up, bringing his paws down to put space between Matt’s teeth and his throat.
Matt snarls at him, biting down on one of Jensen’s paws.
Jensen yelps in surprise, rises up again and shoves Matt back into the ground. His paw gives a deep throb of protest, but it’s fine, probably not even broken. “Give up, Matt. I don’t want to kill you, but I will.”
Jensen is too close this time, lowers his head too much, and Matt bites into his shoulder, ripping it open.
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Jensen howls at that, and there’s blood everywhere, his blood now, and he’s seeing red in more ways than one, bloodlust and rage mingling together.
He goes for Matt’s neck, bites down, and blood pools in his throat again.
Matt only struggles for a moment more, then goes still beneath Jensen, gurgling on every inhale.
Jensen’s wolf says to press down harder, to snap his neck or tear out his windpipe, crush his jugular between his teeth and bathe in the fountain of blood that will pour out of him.
But Jensen forces his wolf to back up, unclenches his jaws and releases opponent.
He shifts to keep his wolf’s desires at bay. His heart is pounding in his head, and he’s breathing heavily, looking down at the mess of fur that is Matt. “Call the match, Gerry.”
His Alpha moves beside him, lifting his uninjured arm in victory. “The future pack leader.”
Jensen’s left arm is killing him, his shoulder still bleeding badly, but he refuses himself the urge to hold it close to him. Instead, he stands tall in front of his pack, throws back his head and howls at the moon.
His packmates join him.
*
Chad hands him a new pair of sweats to pull on, and both he and his parents help stitch Jensen up. Even for a werewolf, his shoulder injury is pretty extensive. His hand isn’t broken, and that’s a good thing, but they bandage it up anyway. He’s got a bunch of superficial scratches and bruises, mostly along his chest, and probably a concussion from having his head slammed into the ground. His lip is busted and he has a lovely black eye.
And he has to go see Jared this way.
Fantastic. He hasn’t seen the boy he’s in love with for three years, and when he does finally get to, he looks like he was on the bad end of a battering ram. Fan-fucking-tastic.
Once Chad and Jensen’s family are finished attending to him, Gerry comes to collect him.
“Ready?” his pack leader asks, his face serious.
Jensen tries to smile, and it makes his lip ache. “As I’ll ever be.”
Gerry nods and turns without another word, running into the woods, to Jared, presumably.
Jensen follows, and his head is screaming BetaJaredmine with every step.
*
They run for a long time, finally coming to a house that appears out of nowhere, and Jensen can smell Jared without even stepping in the door.
His chest aches, and he looks at Gerry. He doesn’t know what he’s silently asking for, permission, guidance, something, but Gerry tilts his head to the side, and it’s enough of an answer.
Jensen opens the door, and the scent of Jared surrounds him until he chokes on it.
And Jared is suddenly there, right in front of him, eyes wide. He’s taller now, but he’s still the same Jared that Jensen left three years ago. “Jensen?”
Jensen has to breathe slowly to keep himself together. “Hey, Jay.”
Jared scowls at him. “What the hell are you doing here? And what happened to your face?”
“I fought for you,” Jensen says, still breathing carefully. “I’m the new leader.”
“Not unless I let you mate me.” Jared’s eyes flash with something dark, something heady and dangerous. “I suppose you think I’m going to just roll over for you. You can forget it. Just because it’s you doesn’t mean I think this is okay. Especially because it’s you.”
Jensen’s wolf growls, and Jensen can barely suppress it. “I had to leave, Jay.”
“Without even saying goodbye?” Jared snaps, shoving Jensen back. “You couldn’t even face me to say goodbye? You’re a coward. Why would I ever want you as my Alpha?”
Jensen lets himself growl this time, and he can smell that Jared’s body likes it, if not his mind. “I did it for you. Everything I did was for you.”
“Right,” Jared says skeptically. “I’m sure the disappearing act was all for my benefit. You’re a jerk, Jensen.”
Jensen grits his teeth, taking a step toward him. “You just don’t get it, Jared. If I’d taken you then, you’d have been an outcast.”
“Better that than the pack whore, being passed around from one macho blockhead that happens to win a fight to another until I’m pregnant,” Jared growls back, his hazel eyes flashing. “And you just left me to deal with it alone.”
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“I left for you. I didn’t know what else to do without ruining you. You deserved better than that. You’re the pack’s future Beta. What was I supposed to do?”
“Not leave me!”
“I came back for you,” Jensen says, taking another step forward.
Jared moves like he’s going to push him again, and Jensen catches his hands, pulling him close. “I came back, and I’ve earned the right to claim you as mine.” His voice has drops an octave, and Jared’s pupils go wide. “And you’d want it, wouldn’t you, Jay? If I pushed hard enough, if I just threw you down and had my way with you, you’d be begging for it. I can smell it on you, how deep in heat you are.” He releases Jared’s hands, moving one arm around Jared’s waist, the other to the back of his neck, squeezing. “And now curiosity, wondering if I’d really do it, if I’d shove you onto the couch and fuck you into the cushions and make you scream my name. You would, too, wouldn’t you? You’d scream for me until you were hoarse with it.”
Jared whimpers softly, arching up into Jensen so he can feel Jared’s erection press into his hip.
“It would be so easy, Jared,” Jensen continues, his hand finding its way into Jared’s hair, twisting it to hold him still. “So easy. You’d just open your legs for me, let me fuck you until you were pregnant with my pups. If only I pushed hard enough.”
He releases Jared then, stepping back so Jared stumbles forward.
“But I’m not going to,” he says finally. “You’re right, this tradition is fucked beyond belief. And when you’re finally the Beta of the pack, you and your Alpha might be able to change it. But if you don’t want me, then you don’t want me.” Saying that breaks Jensen a little, but he forces himself to continue. “I know what I did, maybe it wasn’t the best thing to do, but it was the right thing. I understand why it makes me unfit to mate you, but know that it was for you.”
He starts to turn away, already putting himself in his wolf’s mindset to shift, but Jared catches his bad shoulder, jarring him back with the pain.
Jared turns him carefully so he can see Jensen’s back and the stitches that piece his shoulder back together. He sucks in a sharp breath and gingerly touches the bottom stitch. “You... You really got hurt.”
“It’ll heal in a few days, Jared,” Jensen says softly, trying not to wince at Jared’s touch. “Probably won’t even scar. You know that.”
“Yeah,” Jared says, voice almost a whisper. He ducks his head, mouth pressing very tenderly to the wound. “It’s always been you, Jen.” The cut stings, but Jared’s hands come around Jensen’s chest, pulling him closer. “Don’t leave me again.”
His voice is so small, the strength and anger completely drained, leaving nothing but the hurt.
Jensen carefully turns in his arms. Jared curls into him, pressing his face into Jensen’s neck. Jensen holds him tight, not caring when his shoulder protests the movement. “I won’t.”
Jared smiles against his skin. “As long as I get pregnant, anyway.”
Jensen squeezes him tighter. “They can’t make me stay away. I’ll fight anyone who tries to make you theirs.” Jared gives him a skeptical look, and Jensen smiles. “If you think I look bad, you should see the other guys.”
Jared laughs at that, soft puffs of warm hair against Jensen’s skin. “I think it’d be easier on everyone if you’d just get me pregnant.” He raises his head, pressing his mouth to Jensen’s, and it’s electric. When he moves away, he adds, “So I’m thinking we should get on with that whole process.”
Jensen’s hands coming up to frame Jared’s face as he pulls him back in. He bites at Jared’s lower lip, soothes the bite over with his tongue, and Jared whines for him.
Jensen growls, deep and possessive, and Jared responds by jerking his hips forward.
“Bedroom?” he asks, a little winded.
Jared grins. “What happened to all that talk about fucking me into the couch cushions?”
Jensen can totally get on board with that idea. Definitely. It’s been his favorite jerk-off fantasy since he was seventeen. But this isn’t just some casual fling. This is Jared. Further, this is Jared’s first time.
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The thought alone is enough to make Jensen hard as hell. “Later. You’ll be more comfortable on the bed your first time, trust me.”
Jared shrugs, taking Jensen’s hand and leading him into a backroom.
As soon as Jensen sees the bed, he picks Jared up by his waist and tosses him on it.
Jared laughs in surprise but is cut off by Jensen’s mouth on his.
Jensen hovers over him, hands sliding up the long lines of Jared's body. He hooks his thumbs under the hem of his shirt and brings it up with his hand, the calloused heels of his palms sliding over the soft skin of Jared's torso. He stops kissing him just long enough to pull the shirt over his head. Jensen ducks his head, licking and sucking at Jared’s collarbones, making sure to leave plenty of marks.
Jared squirms beneath him, lifting his hips up, searching for friction, and Jensen obliges, rolling his hips down against Jared’s. Jared gasps at that, hips snapping up.
Jensen kisses his way down his body, dipping his tongue into Jared’s bellybutton on the way down, and Jared moans softly, his hands sliding through Jensen’s short hair. “Jen...”
“I’ve got you, Jared,” Jensen assures him, plucking Jared’s jeans open and sliding them down his long legs. Jared’s cock is flushed red and leaking pre-come already. “I’ve got you,” he says again, mostly to himself, just before he swallows Jared down.
Jared keens, his hips jerking up. Jensen fits his thumbs in the dip of his hipbones and holds him in place, keeping him still as he works his mouth over Jared’s cock.
“Jen, don’t,” Jared whines. “I’ll--I don’t want to come yet.”
Jensen lifts off Jared with a wet pop, and he looks up at him. Jared looks absolutely gone, eyes blown, mouth red and shining. “You don’t want to come?” he asks, his mouth quirking into a smile as he presses is thumb to Jared’s entrance. “You sure about that?”
“I said not yet,” Jared clarifies, giving him a dark look.
Jensen laughs softly, his thumb pushing in. He’s surprised to find that Jared’s already slick inside. “You’re already wet.”
“I’ve been in heat and locked up in this house for three days. What do you think I’ve been doing since then, hm?” He shifts his hips down, rocking against Jensen’s hand. He groans, tilting his head back. “Come on, Jen. I’m already all stretched and wet and ready for you. Come on.”
“You sure? I mean, I could spend all day down here, opening you up, bringing you right to the edge and then pulling you back over and over. I bet I could make you come without even touching your cock.” He blows softly against his hole, watching as Jared clenches around his thumb.
Jared squirms, beginning to babble senselessly. “Jensen, please, please, I’ve been waiting so long, please.”
Jensen withdraws his thumb and pulls off his sweatpants, kicking them to the floor. He gently nudges Jared’s hip. “Turn onto your stomach.”
Jared shakes his head. “I wanna see you.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Jared,” he explains. “It’ll be easier your first time if you’re on all fours.”
“I want to see you,” Jared says again. “I’ll tell you if it’s too much, okay? Please, Jensen.”
And how is he really supposed to say no to that? He nods and lines himself up. “Ready?”
Jared ruts his hips up, groaning at the feel of Jensen’s cock against his ass. “Been ready. Come on, Jen, come on.”
Jensen nods, starting the long, slow slide into him. Jared’s breathing goes quicker, and he tries to push down, take more of Jensen in. Finally, he bottoms out.
It’s almost too much, the delicious friction and burning heat of Jared’s body, the blissed out look on Jared’s face, the smell that’s been driving him crazy since he first approached the house. All of it together makes Jensen want to lose it right there.
He swallows hard and ducks his head, taking a shaky breath in.
Jared’s legs come up, wrapping around Jensen’s waist, and he kisses Jensen’s shoulder. “Alpha,” he murmurs into his skin.
Jensen’s wolf responds, scratching to the surface until Jensen’s eyes flash. “Mine,” Jensen growls. “My Beta, my Jared, mine.”
Jared’s eyes flash too, and he grins wolfishly, pulling Jensen down to kiss him. “Fuck me, Jen,” he breathes into Jensen’s mouth.
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And Jensen does, jerking up into Jared. He knows that Jared’s wolf is close to the surface now, just like his own, and that Jared will be able to take anything he dishes him.
Jared doesn’t seem bothered with this plan, lifting his hips to meet each of Jensen’s thrusts. He’s babbling again, and it’s all AlphaJensenyours.
Jensen’s already close; he can feel his orgasm coiling in his belly. He reaches between them, wrapping his hand around Jared’s cock and tugging roughly.
Jared arches against him, eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks. “No, Jensen, not without you, please.”
“I’m right there, Jay,” he mumbles reassuringly. “Let it out, I’m right there.”
Jared cries out, tossing his head back and coming hard between them.
Jensen bites down on the exposed stretch of throat, just enough to bruise, and he follows suite, coming deep inside Jared’s body.
They stay like that for a moment, just breathing against each other, and then Jensen pulls out and shifts onto his side. His hand splays against Jared’s stomach, and he leans up to kiss the corner of his mouth.
Jared turns his head, catching Jensen’s lips and kissing him slowly, lazily, like there’s nothing else in the world he’d rather be doing. After a minute or two, he pulls back and grins. “Let’s do that again.”
Jensen huffs a laugh. “Fucking teenage hormones.”
Jared makes a face at him, then gets a mischievous glint in his eye as he slides down Jensen’s body and takes his soft cock in his mouth, sucking it in.
Jensen moans, still oversensitive, but he’s not really surprised when he feels himself getting hard again. Jared smells too good to resist, and he’s been waiting for this for a fucking long time now, after all.
When he’s fully hard again, Jared grins up at him. “I want to ride you this time, okay?”
And, yeah, that sounds like a good plan.
*
Jensen loves Jared, has since he was six years old. That means he’s been in love with him for almost fifteen years now. And when you love someone that long, you kind of get used to the idea that you love them a certain amount, an amount you think is absolutely infinite.
But when the pregnancy test comes back with two blue lines, and they check and double check the box to make sure they’re reading it right, that, yes, Jared is pregnant--Christ, Jensen’s heart aches with how much he loves him.
Jared throws his arms around Jensen’s neck, kissing him soundly. When he leans back, still clinging to Jensen, he grins. “So, how many pups do you want?”
Jensen smiles back. “This time or all together?”
Jared shrugs. “Both?”
“I’m thinking maybe one or two this time, just to start out. And then maybe, I don’t know, eight or nine total.”
Jared laughs at that. “What, are you planning to keep me barefoot and pregnant for the rest of my life, Jensen?”
Jensen kisses the tip of Jared’s nose. “Maybe.”
Jared laughs again, and now Jensen couldn’t love him anymore than he possibly loves him right this moment. Or so he thinks.
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OH HUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS. EVERY SINGLE WORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Especially the chubbypup!Jared - THAT TOTALLY MELTED ME!!!! This fic seriously had me at 'Hello' ;p!!
I also love how teenage!Jared was the one who made the first move - it was so..him! And Jensen.. oh Jen!!! And that scene inside the cabin. Oh GOD!!!! Jen's dirty talk - and then
“But I’m not going to,” he says finally. “You’re right, this tradition is fucked beyond belief. And when you’re finally the Beta of the pack, you and your Alpha might be able to change it. But if you don’t want me, then you don’t want me.” Saying that breaks Jensen a little, but he forces himself to continue. “I know what I did, maybe it wasn’t the best thing to do, but it was the right thing. I understand why it makes me unfit to mate you, but know that it was for you.”
It wasn't possible for me to love Jensen anymore than at that moment!!! It really really shows what Jared meant to him and I just.. ngh~~~~~!!!!!!!!!
Your sex scenes are HOT beyond belief - I love how playful Jared is and how easy things are between the two of them.
And the ending? OH. MY. GOD!!! moremoremorepleasepleaseplease?!?!?!
;E!!
I'm very possibly babbling incoherently but I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! I wouldn't be opposed to the idea of it getting turned into a verse, you know ;E! Hint hint ;p! Timestamps are <33333333 too hehehe ;E!!
AND - one last thing. If all of the above doesn't make any sense, which is a very very real possibility, I should know ^^!, I just want to say..
THANK YOU FOR A FANTASTIC FILL, HUN ;)! :glomps you: <33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333
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yay! i was worried i hadn't filled it properly because it had less of the ~wooing~ of jared and much more of the fight than you intended, i think, so i'm really glad you enjoyed it!
He’d never let anyone do anything to hurt Jared. When kids started picking on Jared at school, Jensen had kicked all of their asses without a second thought.
He’d be damned if he was the one to ruin him.
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Jensen tries to distance himself from Jared, but it’s impossible. They’re just together too much. Everyone in the pack goes to the same school, and Jared sits by him at lunch. When Jensen starts walking home without Jared, Jared makes it his goal in life to bolt out of the school and beat Jensen to the front steps so he can trot along behind him. Jared invites himself over for sleepovers and doesn’t seem to notice or mind when Jensen tries to stop talking to him. He just pleasantly holds a one-sided conversation until Jensen finally starts talking to him again (and he always, always does).
It’s torture, especially when Jared hits puberty at twelve, and Jensen doesn’t even have to be in the same room as him to smell BetaBetaBeta.
He feels like he’s going to tear his hair out trying not to ruin his Jared. But Jared won’t leave him alone, and Jensen can’t leave Jared alone if he’s not leaving Jensen alone.
He just doesn’t know what to do.
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One day, right after Jared turned thirteen, he tries to kiss Jensen.
Jensen jumps back. He’s seventeen, and he’s kissed enough times now to know that kissing leads to touching leads to fucking pretty quickly.
Jared looks confused and worried. “Jensen, what’s wrong?”
Jensen blinks at him. “What do you mean ‘what’s wrong’?”
“Well, I tried to kiss you, and you bolted on me.” Jared scoots closer to him on the couch. “Don’t you want to kiss me?”
Fuck yes. He’s seventeen and wants to kiss the ever-living shit out of his thirteen year old best friend. Words like sick and wrong and ruin run through his mind. "I can’t. And you know I can’t.”
Jared huffs. “Well, why the hell not?”
“You’re too young to talk like that,” Jensen chastises him automatically.
Jared arches a brow at him and crosses his arms defiantly.
Jensen sighs. “Jared, you have to know why by now.” Surely someone along the way had explained it to him, how things worked.
Jared scowls at that. “The stupid fight. I should be able to mate with whoever I want to mate with, not have it decided for me with some idiotic fight amongst a bunch of macho wolves who just want a damn title.”
Jensen agrees with him. It doesn’t matter. “I can’t, Jay,” he says helplessly.
Jared bites his lip, then draws his knees up under him, getting on all fours on the couch and leaning toward Jensen, pressing a hand to his chest.
Jensen swallows. Hard. “Jay...”
“I want it to be you,” Jared says, practically purring into Jensen’s ear. “I want you to be my first, Jen.” He takes a deep breath, scenting the air, can probably smell Jensen’s arousal. “When I’m this close, all I can think is AlphaAlphaAlpha, like some mantra in my head.” He drops his forehead to Jensen’s shoulder, nuzzling softly, still purring, and it’s the most obscene thing he’s ever heard. “I want it to be you.”
For a moment, Jensen can’t move for fear that he’ll take Jared right then and there, fuck him deep into Jared’s mother’s couch cushions. Hell, he can barely breathe he’s so consumed by the thought.
When he does breathe, it comes out a strangled moan, and the sound of himself so broken snaps him out of it. He scrambles off the couch, leaving Jared with a confused, hurt look on his face.
He hurt Jared.
He fists his hands at his sides and turns on his heel, running as fast as he can out of the house and into the surrounding woods. He doesn’t even bother peeling off his clothes, just lets them tear off his body as he allows the wolf to take over.
He runs until he can’t run anymore, then runs another half mile or so before he drops, heaving on the ground.
He curls up, tucking his tail around himself and closing his eyes.
All he can think is JaredJaredBetaJaredBetamyJared.
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He doesn’t say goodbye to Jared.
He’s already hurt him once. He can’t bring himself to do it again.
*
Jensen is in his junior year of college when Chad, an old friend from high school that he hasn’t seen or heard from since graduation, calls him.
“Not that you deserve to hear this after running away with your damn tail between your legs,” Chad says without so much as a ‘hello’, “but Gerry yanked Jared from school last week.”
“What?” Jensen asks, alarmed. Half of his Communications class turns around to stare at him, and he quickly excuses himself from the room, making a mad dash for the parking lot. “What are you talking about, Chad? Did Jared get hurt or something?”
“Kinda.”
Jensen’s wolf bolts to just below the surface. “What do you mean ‘kinda’?”
Chad laughs. “Having control issues, Jensen?”
Jensen growls low in the back of his throat. “Chad, don’t fuck with my head right now. Who the hell hurt Jared?”
“Well, Matt tried to jump his bones in school, but it wasn’t really his fault. Jared went into heat.”
A lump lodges in his throat, and he stops in his tracks as he’s reaching for his car’s door. “What?”
“Yeah, and I suggest you hop a plane and get your ass home. The fight is on in two days, when the moon is full.”
Jensen frowns. “Chad, I don’t think Jared wants to see me.”
“Damn right he doesn’t. Not after that bullshit you pulled.”
“He was thirteen, Chad, it was illegal. Not to mention against pack rules. And you don’t--”
“Jensen, he’s sixteen now, and next week, he’s going to get fucked by either you or someone he hasn’t been in love with for most of his life. Which is it going to be?”
Jensen is quiet for a moment, then opens his car, dropping into the driver’s seat. “I’ll be on the evening flight to San Antonio. Put my name on the list of competitors.”
“Gotcha, Jen. See you soon.”
Jensen hangs up without saying goodbye, tossing his phone in the passenger’s seat and peeling out of the school parking lot.
*
It’s ten at night when the plane touches down in San Antonio, and Jensen hits the ground running. Chad picks him up from the airport, and they drive an hour out of the city and into the large community the werewolves live in. On the ride down, Chad tells him all about his opposition.
First, there’s Henry. Henry is a classmate of Jared’s who’s been sniffing him out all year.
Second, there’s Keith. He’s a freshman in college who’s mostly in this to get his parents off his back about rising in the pack’s ranks.
Third, there’s Jordan. He’s a thirty year old guy who gives Chad the creeps. He’s the pack leader of a nearby group of weres, and he’s hoping to unite the packs.
Fourth is Marcus. Marcus is also older, twenty-seven or so, and wants the pack leader title.
And last, there’s Matt. He’s a senior at the high school and has had a raging boner for Jared for the past couple of years, only further enhanced by his having smelled Jared in heat.
The rules are the same. One on one. Fight till someone taps out, passes out or dies. Winner gets to mate Jared. If Jared isn’t pregnant by the end of the week, the fight starts over with the former winner disqualified.
Jensen imagines Jordan or Matt’s hands on Jared, and he grinds his teeth together. No way in hell they’re going to beat him. He knows his eyes are flashing his wolf’s electric green, but he can’t help it. Adrenaline is pulsing through his veins, and there’s a longing in his chest that only grows as they near the community.
And he can feel his wolf just beneath his skin, growling BetaBetaJaredBetamine.
*
The moon is high in the sky when Jensen hears the long, lonely sound of the pack leader’s howl, calling his pack to him.
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With the moon full, Jensen can feel his wolf pacing, wanting out, scratching at his brain to be set free. He forces the feeling down. He doesn’t want to use his wolf unless he has to. The wolves can be pretty vicious, and even though the rules dictate that killing is allowed in the fight, he’d prefer not to. He doesn’t even want to kill Matt, though the jackass deserves it for trying to pounce on Jared like that.
When Jensen and Chad make it to the clearing, there are already a few members of the pack there, including Jensen’s parents, who seem surprised to see him. Some younger members are already in their wolf forms, too excited by the moon and the upcoming bloodshed to remain human.
That thought alone has Jensen’s eyes flashing, and he blinks hard until they’re normal again.
Gerry is standing in the middle of the circle, his Beta at his side. Jared is nowhere to be seen, but that’s not a surprise. An unclaimed Beta in heat would probably be torn apart with this many wolves around them. His smell would be just too enticing to resist.
Jensen’s cock stirs at the idea of it, of Jared’s smell being amped up like that, and he shifts uncomfortably at the little knowing smile Chad offers him.
“Competitors, step forward,” Gerry says, raising his arms to call attention to himself.
Jensen steps into the clearing, as do his rivals. Two of them, probably Henry and Matt, are already in their wolf forms. When Matt glances at Jensen, Jensen bares his teeth in a dangerous smile, and Matt snarls a challenge.
“The rules are what they’ve always been,” Gerry continues. “All fights will be one on one. The fights will continue as long as they have to until one opponent either taps out or is otherwise incapacitated. These fights will continue until we have a champion. Are these rules clear as I have stated them to you, wolfpack?”
Everyone howls agreement, Jensen included, and it gets his wolf excited, ready for the carnage.
“Our first fight will be between Matt and Keith.” Gerry and his Beta steps out of the center, as do Jensen, Jordan, Henry and Marcus. “You may begin.”
Matt leaps without hesitation, and Keith just barely manages to dodge away from him without getting his throat torn open.
Jensen frowns. Keith is obviously submissive, at least for an Alpha-type, and he’ll probably tap out without much bloodshed. But Matt looks like he’s not having any of that.
Keith quickly shifts into his wolf, and this time when Matt goes for him, he raises up on his back paws, deflecting Matt and managing to scratch him across the face.
Matt howls with rage, running at Keith and biting down on his shoulder. Jensen hears a sickening crunch as the bone is crushed, and Keith yelps in pain.
“Damn,” Chad mutters from beside him. Jensen nods silently. His wolf certainly may enjoy the sound of bone snapping, but Jensen doesn’t.
Keith whines pitifully, and it’s an obvious tossing of the towel.
But Matt acts like he didn’t even hear it. He paces around Keith’s huddled mass for a moment, then jumps, tearing into the scruff of Keith’s neck.
Keith yelps again, snapping back defensively, and Matt takes the opportunity to throw him to the ground, tearing out a chunk of his flesh. Blood is dripping from his jaws, and he approaches Keith again, who’s whining desperately. Matt leaps.
Jensen is between them before he realizes what he’s doing, and he jambs his fist into Matt’s ribcage, throwing Matt to the ground midway through his leap. Matt growls, though he sounds winded.
Jensen snorts, completely unintimidated. “He said he gave up, you dumb shit.”
“But he kept fighting,” Keith growls. “This is interference. You should be disqualified.”
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Gerry gives him a curious look, then nods. “Of course. Matt is declared the winner of this round.”
Several wolves yip happily, and Matt holds his head high, filled with pride.
Jensen just rolls his eyes and watches as Keith’s family gathers him up, taking him away to be healed.
Gerry waits for Keith’s family to finish helping him out of the circle before calling the next match. “Jensen and Marcus,” he says simply before returning to the sidelines.
Chad squeezes his shoulder. “Good luck, man.”
Jensen and Marcus to step inside the clearing.
“You may begin.”
Marcus gives him an appraising look from across the ring, and Jensen smiles, hunching his shoulders and planting his feet. His wolf is howling in his mind, ready to tear into someone, into Marcus.
And when Marcus finally makes his move, rushing Jensen, he lets it. He forces himself not to shift, though he wants to badly, but he does let his wolf guide his actions as he drops his shoulders a little more and lets Marcus ram into him, quickly wrapping his arms around him. It gives Jensen control over his middle, and he easily lifts Marcus, then lets gravity take over, slamming him back to the ground.
Marcus gasps an ‘oof’ as he lands on his back. In the half second that he’s stunned, Jensen crawls over him, using his body weight to keep Marcus down as he circles an arm around his neck and squeezes, using his other arm to secure his chokehold.
Marcus immediately starts to struggle to his feet, scratching and kicking at Jensen.
“Relax,” he mutters into Marcus’ ear. He keeps struggling, maybe even with a little more vigor. Jensen just squeezes tighter, growling, “Relax, damn it.”
Jensen manages to get clipped in the eye, but Marcus can’t keep up the fight without air, and he finally goes slack, passing out in Jensen’s arms.
Jensen waits a moment before lifting off of him and checking his pulse. It’s strong, and Jensen breathes a sigh of relief before standing. “He’s out.”
Gerry walks into the circle and confirms it for himself. “Jensen is the winner.”
Marcus’ family gathers him up, and Jensen returns to his place beside Chad.
Chad claps him on the back. “That’s how you do it. You’re gonna get a nice shiner out of the deal too.”
Jensen laughs low in his throat.
“Next up is Henry and Jordan.”
Jensen knows this is going to be an easy fight--a scrawny sixteen year old against a built thirty year old? Yeah, it’s an easy call--so he doesn’t bother watching it, just assesses his wounds instead. They aren’t bad, just a few bruises and scratches. His wolf is angry that he didn’t shed any blood, but he assures it that there will be blood later.
If he comes against Matt, he’s positive he won’t have a choice but to shed some blood.
A few moments later, Henry is out cold after being tossed against a tree. Jordan hadn’t even had to change into his wolf form to do it, even though Henry had spent the entire fight that way.
The first round, all told, ends fairly quickly with Matt, Jensen, and Jordan as the winners.
Gerry looks up at the moon in the sky, checking the time, Jensen supposes, before he announces the competitors for round two. “Jensen and Jordan, please step into the circle.”
They follow orders, staring each other down. This is the guy that creeps Chad out. He doesn’t want to be leader, necessarily, but he definitely wants Jared. From what Chad had said, Jared’s age and how young he still looks are big factors in that.
No way Jensen is going to let this guy mate with Jared.
“You may begin.”
They circle each other for a moment, sizing each other up. Jordan is generally bigger than Jensen is, a couple of inches taller and a bit more built in muscle mass, but from what little Jensen paid attention to in the previous fight, he’s slower than Jensen is.
“Gonna make a move, pup?” Jordan asks after a few more moments.
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Jordan scowls at that.
Jensen just smiles. “Come on, elder. Or are your bones starting to hurt already?”
Something in Jordan snaps at that, and he lunges for Jensen, who easily dodges. Jordan charges him again, and Jensen drops down, kicking his feet out from under him.
Jordan hits the ground heavily, and Jensen’s on top of him, ready to put him in a chokehold just like he had with Henry. But Jordan is heavier, and he throws his weight into rolling them over, pinning Jensen’s legs down with his hips.
Jensen fights to get out from under him, landing a few punches to Jordan’s chest and face, but Jordan grabs his hands, holding his wrists tight with one hand. He roughly grabs Jensen by the hair and slams his head into the ground.
White stars burst behind Jensen’s eyelids, and he stares dazedly up at Jordan’s face. His head gets slammed again, and black stars intermingle with the white ones.
He groans, his vision blurring. His wolf snaps at him, tells him to get the fuck up and fight, but Jensen can’t think coherently enough to get his wrists out of Jordan’s grasp.
And just like that, his wolf takes the reigns.
It rips through him, his joints popping wetly in and out of place, shifting around and changing his body right underneath Jordan.
Jordan is startled by the quick change, and he leaps away just as Jensen snaps his jaws at him.
Jordan shifts too, but he’s too slow about it, and Jensen tears into him. His nails dig into his chest as Jensen slams him to the ground, and when Jordan is fully transformed, he gets him by the scruff of his neck, biting through skin and fur and ripping him open.
The metallic tang of blood hits the back of Jensen’s throat, and his wolf swallows it down, revels in it, wants more.
Jordan howls beneath him, snapping back at him, and Jensen growls deep in his chest, snaps and catches Jordan’s ear, tearing it.
Jordan yelps and jerks away from Jensen, skidding in the dirt. There’s blood everywhere now, and the wolves on the sidelines are in a frenzy, howling to shed some blood themselves. Some fights are breaking out, but the Deltas, the enforcers of the pack (which include both Jared’s brother and his own), are having none of that, breaking them up quickly.
Jordan crouches down like he’s going to pounce again, but he stays down, breathing heavily, blood pooling around his paws.
Finally, Jordan collapses.
Gerry doesn’t even have time to call the fight before Matt bounds into the ring, slamming into Jensen’s side and bowling them both over in a whirlwind of teeth, fur and other people’s blood.
Jensen’s heart is slamming against his ribcage, his lungs heaving to take in air without having any sort of break between his last fight and this one. It’s hard even for his wolf to think clearly without being able to breathe properly.
They’re still rolling, and when it’s Jensen on top, he slams his paws into Matt’s chest, stopping the roll effectively. Matt goes for his throat, and Jensen jumps away from it, leaving Matt to scramble to his feet.
They start circling each other, getting closer gradually. Matt keeps growling something, and when Jensen is close enough, he can hear, “Mine, he’s mine,” over and over.
Jensen’s ears lay back flat on his head, and he snarls, baring his teeth. “You’ll have to rip me apart before he’s yours.”
Matt goes low, biting at Jensen’s legs, and Jensen rears up, bringing his paws down to put space between Matt’s teeth and his throat.
Matt snarls at him, biting down on one of Jensen’s paws.
Jensen yelps in surprise, rises up again and shoves Matt back into the ground. His paw gives a deep throb of protest, but it’s fine, probably not even broken. “Give up, Matt. I don’t want to kill you, but I will.”
Jensen is too close this time, lowers his head too much, and Matt bites into his shoulder, ripping it open.
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He goes for Matt’s neck, bites down, and blood pools in his throat again.
Matt only struggles for a moment more, then goes still beneath Jensen, gurgling on every inhale.
Jensen’s wolf says to press down harder, to snap his neck or tear out his windpipe, crush his jugular between his teeth and bathe in the fountain of blood that will pour out of him.
But Jensen forces his wolf to back up, unclenches his jaws and releases opponent.
He shifts to keep his wolf’s desires at bay. His heart is pounding in his head, and he’s breathing heavily, looking down at the mess of fur that is Matt. “Call the match, Gerry.”
His Alpha moves beside him, lifting his uninjured arm in victory. “The future pack leader.”
Jensen’s left arm is killing him, his shoulder still bleeding badly, but he refuses himself the urge to hold it close to him. Instead, he stands tall in front of his pack, throws back his head and howls at the moon.
His packmates join him.
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Chad hands him a new pair of sweats to pull on, and both he and his parents help stitch Jensen up. Even for a werewolf, his shoulder injury is pretty extensive. His hand isn’t broken, and that’s a good thing, but they bandage it up anyway. He’s got a bunch of superficial scratches and bruises, mostly along his chest, and probably a concussion from having his head slammed into the ground. His lip is busted and he has a lovely black eye.
And he has to go see Jared this way.
Fantastic. He hasn’t seen the boy he’s in love with for three years, and when he does finally get to, he looks like he was on the bad end of a battering ram. Fan-fucking-tastic.
Once Chad and Jensen’s family are finished attending to him, Gerry comes to collect him.
“Ready?” his pack leader asks, his face serious.
Jensen tries to smile, and it makes his lip ache. “As I’ll ever be.”
Gerry nods and turns without another word, running into the woods, to Jared, presumably.
Jensen follows, and his head is screaming BetaJaredmine with every step.
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They run for a long time, finally coming to a house that appears out of nowhere, and Jensen can smell Jared without even stepping in the door.
His chest aches, and he looks at Gerry. He doesn’t know what he’s silently asking for, permission, guidance, something, but Gerry tilts his head to the side, and it’s enough of an answer.
Jensen opens the door, and the scent of Jared surrounds him until he chokes on it.
And Jared is suddenly there, right in front of him, eyes wide. He’s taller now, but he’s still the same Jared that Jensen left three years ago. “Jensen?”
Jensen has to breathe slowly to keep himself together. “Hey, Jay.”
Jared scowls at him. “What the hell are you doing here? And what happened to your face?”
“I fought for you,” Jensen says, still breathing carefully. “I’m the new leader.”
“Not unless I let you mate me.” Jared’s eyes flash with something dark, something heady and dangerous. “I suppose you think I’m going to just roll over for you. You can forget it. Just because it’s you doesn’t mean I think this is okay. Especially because it’s you.”
Jensen’s wolf growls, and Jensen can barely suppress it. “I had to leave, Jay.”
“Without even saying goodbye?” Jared snaps, shoving Jensen back. “You couldn’t even face me to say goodbye? You’re a coward. Why would I ever want you as my Alpha?”
Jensen lets himself growl this time, and he can smell that Jared’s body likes it, if not his mind. “I did it for you. Everything I did was for you.”
“Right,” Jared says skeptically. “I’m sure the disappearing act was all for my benefit. You’re a jerk, Jensen.”
Jensen grits his teeth, taking a step toward him. “You just don’t get it, Jared. If I’d taken you then, you’d have been an outcast.”
“Better that than the pack whore, being passed around from one macho blockhead that happens to win a fight to another until I’m pregnant,” Jared growls back, his hazel eyes flashing. “And you just left me to deal with it alone.”
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“Not leave me!”
“I came back for you,” Jensen says, taking another step forward.
Jared moves like he’s going to push him again, and Jensen catches his hands, pulling him close. “I came back, and I’ve earned the right to claim you as mine.” His voice has drops an octave, and Jared’s pupils go wide. “And you’d want it, wouldn’t you, Jay? If I pushed hard enough, if I just threw you down and had my way with you, you’d be begging for it. I can smell it on you, how deep in heat you are.” He releases Jared’s hands, moving one arm around Jared’s waist, the other to the back of his neck, squeezing. “And now curiosity, wondering if I’d really do it, if I’d shove you onto the couch and fuck you into the cushions and make you scream my name. You would, too, wouldn’t you? You’d scream for me until you were hoarse with it.”
Jared whimpers softly, arching up into Jensen so he can feel Jared’s erection press into his hip.
“It would be so easy, Jared,” Jensen continues, his hand finding its way into Jared’s hair, twisting it to hold him still. “So easy. You’d just open your legs for me, let me fuck you until you were pregnant with my pups. If only I pushed hard enough.”
He releases Jared then, stepping back so Jared stumbles forward.
“But I’m not going to,” he says finally. “You’re right, this tradition is fucked beyond belief. And when you’re finally the Beta of the pack, you and your Alpha might be able to change it. But if you don’t want me, then you don’t want me.” Saying that breaks Jensen a little, but he forces himself to continue. “I know what I did, maybe it wasn’t the best thing to do, but it was the right thing. I understand why it makes me unfit to mate you, but know that it was for you.”
He starts to turn away, already putting himself in his wolf’s mindset to shift, but Jared catches his bad shoulder, jarring him back with the pain.
Jared turns him carefully so he can see Jensen’s back and the stitches that piece his shoulder back together. He sucks in a sharp breath and gingerly touches the bottom stitch. “You... You really got hurt.”
“It’ll heal in a few days, Jared,” Jensen says softly, trying not to wince at Jared’s touch. “Probably won’t even scar. You know that.”
“Yeah,” Jared says, voice almost a whisper. He ducks his head, mouth pressing very tenderly to the wound. “It’s always been you, Jen.” The cut stings, but Jared’s hands come around Jensen’s chest, pulling him closer. “Don’t leave me again.”
His voice is so small, the strength and anger completely drained, leaving nothing but the hurt.
Jensen carefully turns in his arms. Jared curls into him, pressing his face into Jensen’s neck. Jensen holds him tight, not caring when his shoulder protests the movement. “I won’t.”
Jared smiles against his skin. “As long as I get pregnant, anyway.”
Jensen squeezes him tighter. “They can’t make me stay away. I’ll fight anyone who tries to make you theirs.” Jared gives him a skeptical look, and Jensen smiles. “If you think I look bad, you should see the other guys.”
Jared laughs at that, soft puffs of warm hair against Jensen’s skin. “I think it’d be easier on everyone if you’d just get me pregnant.” He raises his head, pressing his mouth to Jensen’s, and it’s electric. When he moves away, he adds, “So I’m thinking we should get on with that whole process.”
Jensen’s hands coming up to frame Jared’s face as he pulls him back in. He bites at Jared’s lower lip, soothes the bite over with his tongue, and Jared whines for him.
Jensen growls, deep and possessive, and Jared responds by jerking his hips forward.
“Bedroom?” he asks, a little winded.
Jared grins. “What happened to all that talk about fucking me into the couch cushions?”
Jensen can totally get on board with that idea. Definitely. It’s been his favorite jerk-off fantasy since he was seventeen. But this isn’t just some casual fling. This is Jared. Further, this is Jared’s first time.
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Jared shrugs, taking Jensen’s hand and leading him into a backroom.
As soon as Jensen sees the bed, he picks Jared up by his waist and tosses him on it.
Jared laughs in surprise but is cut off by Jensen’s mouth on his.
Jensen hovers over him, hands sliding up the long lines of Jared's body. He hooks his thumbs under the hem of his shirt and brings it up with his hand, the calloused heels of his palms sliding over the soft skin of Jared's torso. He stops kissing him just long enough to pull the shirt over his head. Jensen ducks his head, licking and sucking at Jared’s collarbones, making sure to leave plenty of marks.
Jared squirms beneath him, lifting his hips up, searching for friction, and Jensen obliges, rolling his hips down against Jared’s. Jared gasps at that, hips snapping up.
Jensen kisses his way down his body, dipping his tongue into Jared’s bellybutton on the way down, and Jared moans softly, his hands sliding through Jensen’s short hair. “Jen...”
“I’ve got you, Jared,” Jensen assures him, plucking Jared’s jeans open and sliding them down his long legs. Jared’s cock is flushed red and leaking pre-come already. “I’ve got you,” he says again, mostly to himself, just before he swallows Jared down.
Jared keens, his hips jerking up. Jensen fits his thumbs in the dip of his hipbones and holds him in place, keeping him still as he works his mouth over Jared’s cock.
“Jen, don’t,” Jared whines. “I’ll--I don’t want to come yet.”
Jensen lifts off Jared with a wet pop, and he looks up at him. Jared looks absolutely gone, eyes blown, mouth red and shining. “You don’t want to come?” he asks, his mouth quirking into a smile as he presses is thumb to Jared’s entrance. “You sure about that?”
“I said not yet,” Jared clarifies, giving him a dark look.
Jensen laughs softly, his thumb pushing in. He’s surprised to find that Jared’s already slick inside. “You’re already wet.”
“I’ve been in heat and locked up in this house for three days. What do you think I’ve been doing since then, hm?” He shifts his hips down, rocking against Jensen’s hand. He groans, tilting his head back. “Come on, Jen. I’m already all stretched and wet and ready for you. Come on.”
“You sure? I mean, I could spend all day down here, opening you up, bringing you right to the edge and then pulling you back over and over. I bet I could make you come without even touching your cock.” He blows softly against his hole, watching as Jared clenches around his thumb.
Jared squirms, beginning to babble senselessly. “Jensen, please, please, I’ve been waiting so long, please.”
Jensen withdraws his thumb and pulls off his sweatpants, kicking them to the floor. He gently nudges Jared’s hip. “Turn onto your stomach.”
Jared shakes his head. “I wanna see you.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Jared,” he explains. “It’ll be easier your first time if you’re on all fours.”
“I want to see you,” Jared says again. “I’ll tell you if it’s too much, okay? Please, Jensen.”
And how is he really supposed to say no to that? He nods and lines himself up. “Ready?”
Jared ruts his hips up, groaning at the feel of Jensen’s cock against his ass. “Been ready. Come on, Jen, come on.”
Jensen nods, starting the long, slow slide into him. Jared’s breathing goes quicker, and he tries to push down, take more of Jensen in. Finally, he bottoms out.
It’s almost too much, the delicious friction and burning heat of Jared’s body, the blissed out look on Jared’s face, the smell that’s been driving him crazy since he first approached the house. All of it together makes Jensen want to lose it right there.
He swallows hard and ducks his head, taking a shaky breath in.
Jared’s legs come up, wrapping around Jensen’s waist, and he kisses Jensen’s shoulder. “Alpha,” he murmurs into his skin.
Jensen’s wolf responds, scratching to the surface until Jensen’s eyes flash. “Mine,” Jensen growls. “My Beta, my Jared, mine.”
Jared’s eyes flash too, and he grins wolfishly, pulling Jensen down to kiss him. “Fuck me, Jen,” he breathes into Jensen’s mouth.
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Jared doesn’t seem bothered with this plan, lifting his hips to meet each of Jensen’s thrusts. He’s babbling again, and it’s all AlphaJensenyours.
Jensen’s already close; he can feel his orgasm coiling in his belly. He reaches between them, wrapping his hand around Jared’s cock and tugging roughly.
Jared arches against him, eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks. “No, Jensen, not without you, please.”
“I’m right there, Jay,” he mumbles reassuringly. “Let it out, I’m right there.”
Jared cries out, tossing his head back and coming hard between them.
Jensen bites down on the exposed stretch of throat, just enough to bruise, and he follows suite, coming deep inside Jared’s body.
They stay like that for a moment, just breathing against each other, and then Jensen pulls out and shifts onto his side. His hand splays against Jared’s stomach, and he leans up to kiss the corner of his mouth.
Jared turns his head, catching Jensen’s lips and kissing him slowly, lazily, like there’s nothing else in the world he’d rather be doing. After a minute or two, he pulls back and grins. “Let’s do that again.”
Jensen huffs a laugh. “Fucking teenage hormones.”
Jared makes a face at him, then gets a mischievous glint in his eye as he slides down Jensen’s body and takes his soft cock in his mouth, sucking it in.
Jensen moans, still oversensitive, but he’s not really surprised when he feels himself getting hard again. Jared smells too good to resist, and he’s been waiting for this for a fucking long time now, after all.
When he’s fully hard again, Jared grins up at him. “I want to ride you this time, okay?”
And, yeah, that sounds like a good plan.
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Jensen loves Jared, has since he was six years old. That means he’s been in love with him for almost fifteen years now. And when you love someone that long, you kind of get used to the idea that you love them a certain amount, an amount you think is absolutely infinite.
But when the pregnancy test comes back with two blue lines, and they check and double check the box to make sure they’re reading it right, that, yes, Jared is pregnant--Christ, Jensen’s heart aches with how much he loves him.
Jared throws his arms around Jensen’s neck, kissing him soundly. When he leans back, still clinging to Jensen, he grins. “So, how many pups do you want?”
Jensen smiles back. “This time or all together?”
Jared shrugs. “Both?”
“I’m thinking maybe one or two this time, just to start out. And then maybe, I don’t know, eight or nine total.”
Jared laughs at that. “What, are you planning to keep me barefoot and pregnant for the rest of my life, Jensen?”
Jensen kisses the tip of Jared’s nose. “Maybe.”
Jared laughs again, and now Jensen couldn’t love him anymore than he possibly loves him right this moment. Or so he thinks.
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I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS. EVERY SINGLE WORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Especially the chubbypup!Jared - THAT TOTALLY MELTED ME!!!! This fic seriously had me at 'Hello' ;p!!
I also love how teenage!Jared was the one who made the first move - it was so..him! And Jensen.. oh Jen!!!
And that scene inside the cabin. Oh GOD!!!! Jen's dirty talk - and then
“But I’m not going to,” he says finally. “You’re right, this tradition is fucked beyond belief. And when you’re finally the Beta of the pack, you and your Alpha might be able to change it. But if you don’t want me, then you don’t want me.” Saying that breaks Jensen a little, but he forces himself to continue. “I know what I did, maybe it wasn’t the best thing to do, but it was the right thing. I understand why it makes me unfit to mate you, but know that it was for you.”
It wasn't possible for me to love Jensen anymore than at that moment!!! It really really shows what Jared meant to him and I just.. ngh~~~~~!!!!!!!!!
Your sex scenes are HOT beyond belief - I love how playful Jared is and how easy things are between the two of them.
And the ending? OH. MY. GOD!!!
moremoremorepleasepleaseplease?!?!?!
;E!!
I'm very possibly babbling incoherently but I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! I wouldn't be opposed to the idea of it getting turned into a verse, you know ;E! Hint hint ;p! Timestamps are <33333333 too hehehe ;E!!
AND - one last thing. If all of the above doesn't make any sense, which is a very very real possibility, I should know ^^!, I just want to say..
THANK YOU FOR A FANTASTIC FILL, HUN ;)!
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thank you so much for all your sweet compliments. as far as turning it into a verse/doing timestamps--dunno. we'll just have to see :)
really glad you enjoyed it ♥
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That was beyond awesome! I never thought that my little request would turn out this awesome! Thank you soooo much!
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