CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS // REAL PEOPLE Prompt Post // March 1-15
This post is for ANY AND ALL REAL PEOPLE PROMPTS. People from other fandoms are allowed as long as the main pairing includes one person from the Supernatural cast. Exceptions made for Jared, Jensen, and/or Misha's wives.
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Jensen’s eyes are wide when Jared glances up at him through his bangs. “Jared?” he breathes.
“Yes,” Jared nods, smiling, his stomach rolling with nerves, his heart about to pound out of his chest. He’s glad Jensen got the gesture, was able to read Jared’s intent. He really doesn’t think he would be able to get the actual words out.
The smile Jensen flashes him puts the sun to shame with its brightness. His arms slide around Jared, pulling him fully against his chest, Jared’s head tucked under Jensen’s chin. “Thank you,” Jensen murmurs. “I will spend my life taking care of you, doing right by you. I will cherish you until the day I die.” Jensen squeezes him gently before carefully pushing him back enough to look into his eyes. “I’m honored to be your alpha. I’m feel so privileged, knowing that you’ve chosen me. I love you, Jared.”
Jared’s breath catches and his heart slams against his ribs. “I love you, too,” Jared rasps.
Jensen’s smile brightens impossibly more and he presses a kiss to Jared’s lips. “I want to move you into my room,” he states. “Is that okay? Or do you need time?”
“I… I’d like that,” Jared murmurs.
“Great,” Jensen grins. “How ‘bout you go take a shower and change and I’ll move your stuff. Once you’re done, come to my… our room?”
Jared glances down at himself, sees the dirt smeared on his clothes, a few tears, where Jeff pushed him. His cheeks flush and he nods, trying to pull away. “No, Jay,” Jensen murmurs. “I didn’t… I want you to be comfortable and to not have any reminder of what happened. That’s all.”
“Okay,” Jared breathes, flashing Jensen a small smile.
Jensen kisses him again before standing up, grabbing one of Jared’s hands and helping him stand, even though Jared doesn’t need it. “Go,” he instructs, nodding toward the private bathroom his room has, “I’ll see you soon.”
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Jared showers slowly, his stomach still a nervous wreck. Telling Jensen was honestly the easiest part. What comes next has Jared terrified. He wants this with Jensen, so bad, that he’s scared to death. Now that he’s admitted it, to himself and Jensen, there’s a chance that something could go wrong and Jared doesn’t think he’d survive it.
He may be a virgin but he knows what mating consists of, knows what happens next. Jensen will claim him, which means sex. Jared hadn’t even had his first kiss before Jensen. He’s never felt another person touch him, has never had another person see him naked. He’d suffered through his heats alone, scared and in pain, needing something that he didn’t understand. Hell, he’s barely ever touched himself.
What if Jensen doesn’t like his body? What if he does something wrong?
His heart starts to pound and he can barely breathe, leaning against the cool tiles of the shower, heading into a full-blown panic attack. He flinches when the door opens, a sob tearing from his throat, and the next thing he knows, a fully clothed Jensen is standing in the shower, holding onto his arms, repeating his name over and over.
“Jared, baby, easy. C’mon, breathe! God, I could smell your fear from my room. What’s wrong?”
“I… I c-can’t… I made a m-mistake… C-can’t do this…”
Jensen pulls Jared against his chest, rubbing one hand up and down his back. “Shh,” Jensen coos. “Just breathe, calm down. In and out, c’mon.” Jensen exaggerates his own breathing, coaxing Jared into following along. “That’s it, doin’ good, baby. Just listen to me, follow along.”
Once Jared’s breathing normally, Jensen shuts off the shower and wraps Jared in a towel. He picks Jared up - bridal-style - and carries him through his room, down the hall, and into Jensen’s room. Jared vaguely registers that his room - his old room - is empty, all of his stuff now in Jensen’s room. How long was he in the shower?
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Jensen’s rubbing soothing circles on his stomach, lips soft against his bare shoulder and the back of his neck. Jared closes his eyes and despite the unpleasant thoughts and fears still churning through him, he feels himself settle into Jensen’s touch, his embrace.
“Easy,” Jensen murmurs. “There ya go. Just breathe and stay calm.” Jared inhales and exhales slowly, and the trembling eventually slows to a stop. “Alright, you wanna tell me what the hell that was?”
Jared tenses all over again and tries to pull away, the reminder of his panic attack - and the reason behind it - threatening to overtake him again. “Nuh uh,” Jensen tightens his hold and hooks his chin over Jared’s shoulder. “Talk to me, sweetheart,” he whispers against Jared’s ear. “I can smell your fear, it’s overwhelming.”
Jared opens his eyes and stares at the wall across from the bed. “I’ve been alone all my life,” he starts quietly, his voice oddly even and detached. “Aside from Chad that is. The first kiss I ever had was the first time you kissed me. I don’t… know what I’m doing. I’ve never been t-touched by anyone else. Hell, no one’s ever even seen me n-naked. What if I mess up, or you don’t like…”
“Jared,” Jensen sighs, gently squeezing his arms around Jared’s middle, “Baby, you have nothing to worry about. You’re gorgeous.” He presses a kiss to Jared’s shoulder and continues softly. “Besides, I’ve already seen you. Pulled you outta the shower remember?” Jared inhales sharply and squeezes his eyes closed. “And believe me, love. You… Damn, Jared, you have an amazing body and I can’t wait to get my hands and lips and tongue all over it.”
Jared can feel his cheeks flush and he squirms slightly in Jensen’s arms. “But what if I do something wrong?” he whispers.
Jensen nuzzles against his jaw and Jared automatically tips his head to the side, not even thinking about it, just instinctively baring his throat to his alpha. “How’d you get through your heats?” Jensen breathes, kissing Jared’s neck, along his jaw.
“Just suffered through,” Jared murmurs, his eyes fluttering, his lips parting softly as warmth starts to fill his body, working its way out from the spot Jensen is kissing and nuzzling.
“You didn’t have a fake knot? Or at least touch yourself?”
“No,” Jared reaches up, his hand sliding over Jensen’s on his stomach their fingers lacing together. He honestly doesn’t even notice the way his body is automatically responding, without conscious thought on his part. “My parents were embarrassed by having me turn out omega so they’d never buy me something to help and I… I didn’t know what I was doing so I didn’t feel comfortable touching myself.” Jared sighs and melts back against Jensen’s chest. “They took me outta school once I presented, so I never had any kind of health class or omega education.”
“Jared,” Jensen sighs. “That’s… I’m so sorry, love.” Jared can hear the sadness in Jensen’s tone but not pity. It makes him feel better. “We can wait if you want,” Jensen murmurs.
“I… I wanna be your mate,” Jared whispers. “And I want you to claim me fully. Don’t wanna wait. I just… I’m just scared. Don’t wanna disappoint you.”
“You could never disappoint me,” Jensen assures him quietly. “I… If you’re sure, I’ll take care of you, show you everything.”
Jared turns his head enough to look at Jensen over his shoulder, searching his darkened eyes. His gaze drops to Jensen’s lips and he nods slightly, leaning forward to brush a kiss to Jensen’s plump bottom lip.
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Jensen pulls back enough to gently tug Jared over onto his back before leaning down to kiss him again. Jared wraps his arms around Jensen’s shoulders, fingers digging into thick muscles, as he holds on tight, feeling like he might fly away if he doesn’t hold on. Jensen’s hands slide his sides, stopping at the waistband of his sweats. “Can I?” Jensen asks against Jared’s lips, the words smeared into the kiss.
“Yeah,” Jared breathes. “Please.” His body doesn’t feel like his own, his head is swimming and he can barely catch his breath. He feels warm inside and out, almost like he’s on fire, and while Jensen’s weight and heat should be stifling, should make it worse, it actually seems to help. It almost feels the same as his heat - need and desperation so thick he can’t grasp it - with the exception of the cramping pain. He can smell his own arousal - sugary-sweet and thick - and can feel himself getting wet already and he flinches slightly. He’s never gotten used to that feeling.
Jensen groans and drags his lips down Jared’s cheek to his jaw, burying his face in the crook of Jared’s neck. “God, you smell so good, baby,” Jensen rasps, nipping at the skin beneath Jared’s ear. Jared gasps, his eyes widening at the shot of pleasure that zips down his spine at the sharp, momentary sting. Jensen does it again, harder, as he shifts to the side slightly, his fingers sliding between Jared’s legs, brushing the soft inside of his thigh.
Jared instinctively opens his legs wider, squirming and wiggling his hips, wanting Jensen to touch him but not sure exactly where he wants that touch. Jensen pulls away and Jared whines, trying to pull him back. “Shh, easy,” Jensen soothes. “I’m not goin’ anywhere.” He settles between Jared’s legs, one hand curling around the base of his painfully-hard cock, the other sliding up higher, brushing against the bottom swell of his ass. “Fuck, baby. So wet…”
Jared tries to buck up into Jensen’s hand on his cock and squirm away from the hand on his ass at the same time. “Jensen,” he whines.
Jensen smiles and pushes his fingers up, swirling around his hole, through the wetness. “So freakin’ hot,” Jensen breathes. “I’ve barely touched you and you’re practically soaked.” The touch feels good but odd at the same time and Jared’s not sure if he wants more or wants Jensen to stop. “Open your legs a little more,” Jensen instructs and Jared does automatically. “That’s it,” Jensen murmurs and Jared feels his stomach warm at Jensen’s praise.
The hand on Jared’s cock moves, starts to stroke him and Jared cries out sharply, arching his back. Jensen uses the distraction to push a finger inside him and before Jared can even catch his breath enough to warn Jensen, his orgasm hits him out of the blue. His whole body trembles and shakes, his breathing erratic, as Jensen keeps going, working him through it.
Once the pulsing stops, Jared sort of collapses against the mattress, his chest heaving. Jensen leans over him and brushes a kiss to the side of his lips. “You okay?” Jensen asks softly. Jared sighs and nods, blinking slowly. He’s tired, his body sated and lead-heavy. Jensen smiles and pulls his finger away and Jared misses the feeling immediately. “Can you turn over for me?”
Jared nods again and turns onto his side, smiling happily when Jensen presses up against his back again. He can feel Jensen’s cock settle between the cheeks of his ass, hard and hot, and he tilts his hips back, body instinctively knowing what to do even if he doesn’t consciously realize it. There’s pressure against his rim and Jared’s first instinct is to pull away from it. But Jensen grips his hip and holds him still, kissing the back of his neck. “Easy, love,” he whispers. “’s okay. Your body is made for this. Your slick, the way your muscles automatically relax, all of that is to make it so you can take your alpha’s cock, his knot.”
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Jensen groans against his shoulder, his face buried in the back of Jared’s neck, his arms tight around Jared’s shoulders and waist. There’s pleasure just from the pressure of Jensen’s thickness forcing his rim open and the heaviness of him against a spot deep inside that makes Jared want to squirm away from and into at the same time. But as good as it feels, Jared can’t help but rock his hips backward, looking for more.
Jensen presses a kiss to his shoulder and slowly draws his hips back then pushes in again, a little faster, a little harder and Jared moans, his eyes wide when he looks at Jensen over his shoulder. Jensen flashes him this little quirk of his lips that’s half-smile, half-smirk, part reverence and part smug, all alpha. Jared blinks, not sure why but that look makes his stomach warm and tingly.
“Feel good?” Jensen asks, his voice low and rough, growly in a way Jared’s never heard it.
“More,” Jared hears himself gasp. “Please, Jensen… Need more.” Jared’s not exactly sure how he knows he needs it, or even what more consists of, but he’s sure that Jensen does and knows that Jensen will take care of him.
Jensen kisses him, fast and dirty, their tongues swirling together wetly, then pulls back, his eyes dark and his cheeks flushed. He tilts Jared just barely onto his front and pulls out, snapping his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt again. He picks up a pace and rhythm that leaves Jared breathless, his fingers clutching the sheet beneath him, unable to do anything but tilt his hips back and let Jensen go. The angle changes just slightly and Jensen is hitting that magical spot inside again and Jared cries out, tosses his head back, his whole body shaking. He’s hard again, or maybe still, he’s not sure, but all he knows, all he cares about, is Jensen moving inside him, his scent surrounding Jared, making him feel safe and loved for the first time in his life.
Jensen grunts and pushes in deep, grinding forward and Jared feels pressure against his hole. He whines, looking back at Jensen again over his shoulder. “’s my knot, sweetheart,” Jensen tells him, slightly breathless, and Jared feels a surge of something deep in his heart and stomach. He made Jensen sound like that.
The pressure increases and Jared feels himself pushing back. “That’s it, Jared,” Jensen pants. “Take it, baby. Take all’a me.”
“Want it,” Jared breathes, mewling when he feels the swollen flesh push through completely, swelling even more, locking them together.
Jensen growls and bites down on the crook of his neck, hard, breaking the skin. Jared screams, his cock twitching and pulsing as he comes again, his inner muscles clenching down around Jensen. He shakes through it, Jensen finally letting go of his neck, lazily licking at the mating mark, and Jared’s cock twitches weakly, spurting out a few more drops at the thought. He’s mated now. Jensen is his mate.
Jensen kisses the side of his head and they both relax against the mattress. Jared sighs happily and snuggles back closer against Jensen’s chest, his eyes sliding closed. He can’t wipe the smile off his face, no matter how hard he tries. Jensen nuzzles at his hair, the side of his face, his neck and Jared tilts his head to the side, mewling and keening softly as he rides the slow, steady pulse of pleasure. He can feel the liquid warmth of Jensen’s release inside him, his hazy thoughts turning to heats and pups and the future. And he has no doubt that Jensen will be right there with him, every step of the way.
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I Loved it!!!
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You did a great job with Alpha Jensen, making him very caring, kind and protective. And Chad was the perfect blend of release of tension. I'm always happy when writers include him as Jared Best friend and support.
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