Due North (6/8)
Author: writewanderlust
Artist: sapphrein
Beta: therellbepeace3
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen/Jared, with brief mentions of previous relationships
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~ 3,900
Summary: Jensen is a barista with a sordid past, Jared is running away from the shambles of his engagement; they come together in the wilderness of Caribou, Maine. Jared is everything Jensen isn't: outgoing, noisy, and cheerful. It's annoying. Especially since Jared has apparently decided that he likes Jensen and will stop at nothing to get a date with him. Jensen can't send him away as long as he's paying for coffee, and Jared won't take no for an answer, so Jensen agrees to a single date. With a little luck, and the magic of the Northern Lights, maybe they can have a chance after all.
Jensen went into work Sunday afternoon, feeling like a million bucks. He tossed his coat on the hook and grabbed up his apron, heading straight for the espresso machine, humming to himself.
“Someone’s in a good mood today,” Danneel commented with a grin. “I take it that your date went well?”
“It did,” Jensen answered, trying to keep to his usual mild demeanor, but he could feel the smile on his face, and he was kind of bouncing. “I guess I have to eat my words; Jared’s not an idiot after all.”
“I could’ve told you that,” Misha chimed in, appearing from the supplies closet. “He’s incredibly insightful.”
“How d’you know that?” Jensen asked, intrigued. Misha raised his eyebrows.
“It’s a mystery.”
“Misha gave him the ‘take good care of my little girl’ talk before your date,” Danni said, rolling her eyes.
“You did what?”
Misha shrugged. “I just told him that if he made you sad, I would pull out his spleen and grind it up to make a new brew of coffee.”
“That’s disgusting.” Danni put in.
“Thank you.”
“You’re such a weirdo, Mish, but…thanks. I guess.” Jensen smiled at him. “He was the perfect gentleman.”
“So he didn’t take you back to his man-cave and ravage you silly?” Danni asked, disappointed. Misha glanced up from the stack of boxes he was unloading, his expression curious as well.
“No, guys, c’mon! I didn’t sleep with him on the first date!” Jensen protested. “We went to dinner, and then I took him somewhere he could see the Northern Lights, and then he took me home. End of story.”
“Did you at least get a kiss goodnight?” Danni demanded. Jensen blushed. “You did! Was there tongue?”
“Girl, you need to get laid,” Misha pronounced. “Leave him alone, if he wants to tell us, he’ll tell us.”
Jensen stuck his tongue out at Danneel, laughing. “Yeah, what he said.”
“Fine, fine,” she grumbled. “Just tell me one thing: are you planning on seeing him again?”
Jensen grinned shyly. “Yeah, I think we’re going to go out again next Friday.”
Danneel squealed and threw her arms around him. “Finally! I’m so glad you found someone, you deserve it.”
“Thanks, Danni. I’m glad too.”
***
Jared didn’t show back up to the coffee shop until Monday morning, but Jensen wasn’t worried. They’d been texting back and forth all weekend, and even though he really liked Jared, he appreciated the space so he could sort it all out in his head. He didn’t doubt that Jared had picked up on that, even though he hadn’t said anything. As Misha had pointed out, the kid was surprisingly astute.
“Have a nice weekend?” Jensen asked when Jared approached the counter Monday morning, looking a little bleary.
“Talked to my mom on Skype Sunday and kicked Chad’s ass at Call of Duty all night Saturday,” he answered.
“I’m gonna take that as a yes, then,” Jensen said, starting Jared’s latte. “I did some writing.”
“On your novel?” Jared asked, instantly interested. “I thought you were stuck.”
Jensen grinned, a warm feeling spreading through his chest. “I guess I got unstuck; I wrote three whole chapters in one day.”
“That’s awesome!” Jared exclaimed, and his enthusiasm was so genuine that Jensen just leaned over the counter to kiss him without a thought. Jared made a surprised noise, but happily kissed him back. When Jensen pulled away and handed him his latte, Jared’s eyes were big as saucers.
“Not that I’m complaining or anything, but I never really pegged you for public displays of affection.”
Jensen shrugged, feeling lighter than he could remember feeling in years. “Things change.”
“Is change good?” Jared asked cautiously, and the polite bewilderment in his gaze made Jensen haul him in for another kiss. It’s not like anyone was around anyway.
“Oh, yes. Change is definitely good.”
***
Tuesday, Danni sent Jensen over to the bookshop to talk to Genevieve. “We need to find out if she’d be on board in promoting this block party,” she explained. “Just tell her that she can put her cards on all the tables and advertise however she wants. Oh! Maybe she’ll want to do an outdoor book sale or something!”
“Why can’t Misha go? He’s way better at talking to people than I am.” Jensen protested. “I couldn’t talk my way out of a paper bag!”
“Misha’s already over at Jim and Sam’s place seeing if they’ll provide burgers and shit. I need you to go to the bookstore,” Danni told him patiently. “We’re short on time. Besides, I know you want to go see your boyfriend.”
“He’s not my boyfriend!” Jensen protested. “We haven’t talked about that yet.”
“Oh, you haven’t?” Danni said innocently. “Because a little birdy told me you were making out over my coffee counter yesterday. PDA seems pretty boyfriend-like to me.”
“Who told you that?” Jensen asked, “There was no one here!”
“Colin Ford saw you through the plate glass window,” Danneel answered. “Don’t worry, no one here is going to be a dick about it, and I think it’s too adorable to tell you not to make out with him when you’re on the clock, but he’s definitely your boyfriend, and you know it.”
It was still on Jensen’s mind when he walked into the bookstore across the street. So much so that when Jared bounded up to greet him, the first words out of his mouth were:
“Are you my boyfriend?”
Jared skidded to a halt in front of him and Jensen immediately felt mortified. Why on Earth would he say something like that? They’d only been out on one date and Jared probably thought that he was like one of those crazy clingy bitches in horror movies…
“I hope so,” Jared said lightly, but there was a tightness in his mouth that belied his nervousness. “D’you want to be? Boyfriends, I mean?”
A small giggle escaped Jensen’s mouth. It was like being in middle school or something, the two of them standing here, discussing terminology when they both already knew how they felt about each other.
“Yeah. Yeah, I guess I do,” Jensen said, and it was worth looking like a crazy clingy bitch to see the way Jared’s face lit up.
“I do too,” he said, and then he was yanking Jensen up into a dizzying kiss.
“Jared? Are you accosting a customer?” Genevieve’s voice broke through the haze in Jensen’s mind and he jumped away, cheeks stained red. She was watching them, arms crossed, with an amused look on her face, but Jared was completely unrepentant.
“Gen, you know I’ve talked ‘bout him before, but I’d like you to meet my boyfriend, Jensen.”
And if Jensen was so delighted to hear those words that he almost forgot what he came for and nearly left without talking to Genevieve about the block party, well, no one needed to know that but him.
***
“Chris, he’s so great, I don’t know what I did to get this lucky,” Jensen said Wednesday night as he was washing the dishes after dinner with his roommate. Chris was sitting on the counter opposite him, watching his progress and listening to Jensen talk.
“So when am I gonna get to meet him, hmm?” he asked. “I know Misha threatened to kick his ass, but it’s not official until I get to do the same.”
Jensen shook his head, flicking soapsuds at him. “He’s not going to hurt me, it’s not like last time.”
“Dude, obviously it’s not like last time because this time I’m actually hearing about it,” Chris pointed out. “And I’m not saying I think he will hurt you. I just think I’ll rest easier once I get to judge him for myself.”
“Fair enough,” Jensen conceded. “But can you at least let us go on our second date before you go all poppa bear on him?”
Chris nodded. “I wish we had a bigger place, and then we could just have a barbeque. Have him and all his friends over to meet all your friends. But I don’t think cooking on the balcony and eating inside all cramped would be too fun.”
“Yeah, probably not,” Jensen agreed. “But I do like the idea of a party. We’ll think of something. But not until after our date Friday.”
“Gonna get lucky this time, Ackles?” Chris teased and he flung the dishrag at him, hitting his face with a satisfying splat. It pretty much dissolved into a wrestling match from there, and Chris’ request was, for the moment, forgotten.
***
Jensen picked Jared up from his house for their second date. As he’d pointed out, Jared got to arrange the first date, so it was his turn. Jared opened the door so quickly after he knocked that he wondered if the other man had been waiting on the other side already when he got there.
“Hi,” Jensen said with a shy smile. Jared just beamed at him and pushed him against the doorframe so he could kiss him senseless.
“Hi,” he replied. “Have a good week?”
“I suppose,” answered Jensen with a put-upon look. “Some asshole came in my coffee shop every morning and demanded a latte and all of my attention, so that was obnoxious.”
“He sounds like a handsome and charming young man to me.”
“Only in his own head,” Jensen retorted, earning a hip-check and a goofy smile.
“So where are we going? Is there going to be food? Jensen, I’m a growing boy, I have to eat.”
“Um, yeah. About that,” Jensen said, already feeling the blood rushing to his face. “I, uh, was trying to come up with a really awesome date and then I got all worried that we would end up doing something you don’t like or it would be too fancy or something so I kind of panicked. So…we’re going bowling.”
There was barely a split-second of silence after his announcement before Jared grinned hugely and wrapped him up in a hug. “I love bowling! And, dude, you can get the best nachos at bowling alleys. Fact. C’mon, let’s go!”
Jensen wasn’t sure if Jared was being so enthusiastic just for his benefit, or if he just genuinely enjoyed everything, but either way he thought, in that moment, that he very well could already be falling in love with this guy.
***
Bowling ended up actually being a lot of fun, despite Jensen’s mortification. Jared was, unsurprisingly, an excellent bowler, and he kicked Jensen’s ass three rounds in a row. They ate nachos and chili cheese dogs at the bar, and washed them down with beers, and it was still one of the best dates Jensen had ever been on. He was beginning to think that Jared had magical powers that could make literally anything fantastic.
Chad’s car was gone when they got back to Jared’s house, so he convinced Jensen to come in for a cup of coffee. Jensen looked around while the other man tinkered with the coffee machine, familiarizing himself with the house. It wasn’t huge, but it was a nice size for two guys, and even though there wasn’t really a central decorating theme like in Jensen’s apartment, it felt a lot more homey and lived in. Jensen decided he liked it.
“That’s my family!” Jared exclaimed when he came back, mugs in hand, to Jensen studying a picture on the entertainment system. “That’s my little sister Megan, and my older brother Jeff. My dad, there. He died last year, but Mom is still going strong. Meggie goes down and visits her a lot and we set up Skype so I can video chat her. I think Jeff and his wife are going to surprise her and bring the kids down for Easter.”
Jensen took the proffered mug and took a sip. “This is really good. You spend like five dollars a day on coffee when you actually know how to make a decent brew at home?”
Jared grinned, and if he noticed that Jensen didn’t want to discuss family, he was blessedly silent about it. “Well, see, there’s this really cute barista that works at my coffee shop…”
Jensen shoved him lightly. “Yeah, yeah. Flatterer. Hey, where are your dogs? I thought you said you had dogs?”
A huge grin lit up Jared’s face at that. “You really want to meet my babies?” he asked. “You’re not just saying that because you’ve picked up on the fact that I’m a crazy dog guy?”
“I really want to meet ‘em,” Jensen said honestly. “I mean, I have to make sure they like me, right?”
“I’ll go let them in,” Jared agreed with a grin. He went to the backdoor and slid it open, immediately cooing at the dogs. “Hi babies! Did you miss me?”
Two massive dogs came barreling into the house, then, on a beeline course for Jensen. Instead of jumping on him like he expected, though, they came to a stop directly in front of him, sniffing inquisitively.
“That big one is Harley, he’s a bull mastiff,” Jared explained, “And this sweet girl is Sadie. Obviously she’s part German Shepherd, but they weren’t sure about the other half. The vet said maybe dingo?”
“Your dog is half dingo?” Jensen said incredulously.
“I know, innit cool?”
Jensen sat down his coffee and offered his hand cautiously for the dogs’ inspection. Harley seemed to be a giant puppy who loved without reservation, because he leapt forward and planted a huge slobbery kiss on Jensen’s chin. Sadie, however, eyed him suspiciously and returned to sit at Jared’s feet after a few minutes.
“She’s a little shy, but she’ll warm right up to you eventually,” Jared assured him. “Come sit.” He patted the couch next to him and Jensen complied, leaning into Jared and sipping his coffee contentedly.
“Sorry I took you on such a lame second date,” Jensen said. “Yours was much better.”
“Are you kidding?” Jared asked. “I had a fantastic time. They were just different, is all. Besides.” He glanced up at Jensen and kind of blushed. “I think anything I was doing would be awesome as long as I was with you.”
Jensen surged forward and kissed him, and felt Jared smile against his mouth. Before he could figure out that it had happened, Jared had taken control of the kiss, pinning him back against the couch cushions and just kissing him more deeply than he thought possible. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark and Jensen was breathing hard.
“I-I don’t want to pressure you or anything,” Jared whispered into the tiny space between them. “But I’d really like it if you stayed the night.”
“That is the best idea you’ve ever had,” Jensen said fervently, pulling him in for another kiss. Jared happily obliged, tracing over lips and teeth with his tongue for a long moment before he pulled away and hauled Jensen to his feet.
“C’mon, upstairs?” he asked, full of confidence, but Jensen could see the nervousness in his eyes. He lifted Jared’s hand to his lips and kissed his knuckles.
“Lead the way.”
Jared took him upstairs to the bedroom, briefly pausing to lock the door and turn off the lights before they went upstairs into Jared’s room, Jensen shutting the door behind them.
Jared’s bed was huge. It had to be California King, and it was covered in white pillows and blankets and wow Jensen really wanted to be spread out over those sheets right about now.
Jared must’ve been reading his mind or something, because he grabbed at Jensen’s belt loops, hauling him in for another kiss, and then shoved him down onto the bed. He dragged off his shirt and threw it somewhere in the corner, kicking off his socks and shoes, before sinking down as well, hovering over Jensen.
“How d’you-how do you wanna do this?” he asked breathlessly, kissing his way down the side of Jensen’s neck and over his collarbone. “Whatever you want, Jensen.”
“I want you,” Jensen said simply, too far gone for more words. He kicked his shoes and socks off, hearing them thud on the floor and sat forward as Jared pulled his shirt off over his head. “You-you top.” He managed, flushing brilliantly. Jared gave him another one of those heart-stopping grins and laid him back out on the bed.
“Gladly.” He draped himself over Jensen, kissing every inch of skin he could reach. Jensen was pretty sure he was going to come undone just from the feel of their bare chests dragging against each other. Then Jared set to work on his belt, fingers fumbling before he finally got it undone and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Jensen lifted his hips to help Jared get the pants off and was only a little surprised when Jared went ahead and dragged his boxers off too.
“You’re way more dressed than I am,” Jensen complained and Jared shot him a shit-eating grin.
“That’s what makes it fun.” Before Jensen could protest, he had one of those goddamn giant hands wrapped around him, pumping firmly and twisting just a little bit. It was practically perfect and Jensen bit down on his lip to stop the little whimpers that seemed to be escaping his mouth against his will.
“Ah, Jared, wait, you’re not even-” he said none too coherently and Jared laughed.
“Alright, alright,” he conceded, letting go of Jensen and rolling to his feet so he could shuck his jeans and boxers before draping himself back over the other man. Jensen as completely surrounded by Jared; the feel of his length dragging against Jensen’s was almost too much.
“Jesus,” Jared gasped, dropping his forehead against Jensen’s. “You’re…you’re really fuckin’ beautiful, you know that?”
Jensen shook his head, embarrassed. “You’re not too bad yourself, Jay.” Jared hummed in what might’ve been agreement and rocked against Jensen a few more times until he was clutching at Jared’s back and babbling and gasping. Jensen pushed and pulled at Jared like he wasn’t sure if it was too much or he wanted more, and Jared took the opportunity to start nipping along his collarbone, soothing the bites with kitten licks and kisses.
“We aren’t even going to get there if you keep this up,” Jensen warned and Jared grinned down at him.
“Little impatient, are we, Jen?” Jensen opened his mouth to tell him not to call him that, but Jared just kissed him again and he kind of forgot why he hadn’t wanted him to in the first place. He was so lost in the kiss that he didn’t even notice Jared’s hand trailing down his body until there was suddenly a single finger gently pressing into him. He hadn’t even seen Jared reach for the lube, what the hell?
“Oh god,” he moaned, throwing his head back against the pillow. Jared laughed and wriggled his finger in a little deeper, brushing against his prostate and sending Jensen arching up off the bed. “Jesus Christ, do that again.”
Jared complied and he whined in the back of his throat, hands scrambling against Jared’s sweat-slippery shoulders. Jared kissed him again, carefully adding a second lube-coated finger and crooking them both against the spot again and Jensen swore, hips jerking down against Jared’s hand.
“Can-can you just stop teasing, ah, and just get on with it?” He tried to snap, but his voice was faint and breathy.
Thankfully, Jared didn’t seem like he was in the mood to draw this out much longer, either, quickly sliding a third finger in to join the other two and twisting his wrist while scissoring his fingers, stretching Jensen for him.
Suddenly, Jared’s hand disappeared and Jensen made a startled sound, feeling strangely bereft. Before he could verbalize the complaint, Jared was back, hovering up on his knees and rolling a condom on. He picked up the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount into his hand before rubbing it all along his length. His head fell back and his mouth opened on a groan as he jacked himself, eyelashes fluttering.
“You need to be over here right now,” Jensen instructed and Jared dropped his hand and sank down on top of him, bracing his arms on either side of Jensen’s head. Jensen hooked his ankles over Jared’s shoulders and pulled him in closer, earning another groan. Jensen felt the blunt head of Jared’s cock press against him and then Jared was sinking in with excruciating slowness.
“Jesus, Jen, you’re so tight,” Jared hissed, still pressing in. “Fuckin’ gorgeous. I just.”
Jensen whimpered and pushed his hips up into Jared, feeling his heart swell at Jared’s words. “Shh, it’s okay, we’re good. Ah.” He gasped when Jared bottomed out, feeling impossibly close, pressed together, chest to chest, and completely full of Jared. It took him a minute to gather himself and when he did, he could feel Jared trembling with exertion, holding himself back. “It’s okay, Jared, you can move.”
Jared complied, pulling all the way out to the tip and pressing forward with a single, smooth thrust. Despite all of Jensen’s expectations, he took it slow and was almost painfully gentle, circling his hips and kissing Jensen’s chin, nose, cheeks, mumbling his name over and over again until it lost all meaning. It felt like hours had passed, Jared languorously fucking him like he never wanted to do anything else ever again. Jensen had never been on the edge like this for so long before, in a way that felt almost painful and ridiculously good at the same time.
Finally, Jared started picking up the pace, his thrusts growing sharper and more unsteady as he started getting close. Jensen wrapped his arms around the back of Jared’s head and pulled him down into a kiss as he got faster and more erratic.
“Oh my God, Jared, please,” Jensen gasped against his mouth, “C’mon, c’mon, please.”
“Jensen, I’ve got you, Jen,” Jared whispered, hips pumping even faster. “Ah, Christ-”
Suddenly, he had a hand wrapped around Jensen again, jacking him in time to his thrusts and it only took a few firm strokes before Jensen was crying out, and throwing his head back into the pillows, eyes slamming shut. He heard Jared make a choked noise and his eyes flew open just in time to see Jared fling his head back, mouth opened on a gasp as he came, screwing even deeper into Jensen’s body, shaking apart with his climax. He fell forward onto Jensen’s chest with a massive exhale, lips smashed against his collarbone.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,” he panted after a few moments of silence. “That was incredible.”
Jensen nodded, brushing Jared’s damp hair out of his face and kissing him over and over again. Jared pulled back carefully, easing himself out and flopped down on the mattress next to Jensen. “You’re incredible, Jen,” he whispered, wrapping an arm around Jensen’s waist and pulling him close.
“I think I’m in love with you,” Jensen said before he could think better of it. He glanced up at Jared, who was wearing a soft smile. “Is it possible to fall in love that fast?”
“I think it is,” Jared said. “I would definitely know.” He kissed Jensen again, whispering the same three words against his lips and there was nothing in the world better than hearing that.
Artist: sapphrein
Beta: therellbepeace3
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen/Jared, with brief mentions of previous relationships
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~ 3,900
Summary: Jensen is a barista with a sordid past, Jared is running away from the shambles of his engagement; they come together in the wilderness of Caribou, Maine. Jared is everything Jensen isn't: outgoing, noisy, and cheerful. It's annoying. Especially since Jared has apparently decided that he likes Jensen and will stop at nothing to get a date with him. Jensen can't send him away as long as he's paying for coffee, and Jared won't take no for an answer, so Jensen agrees to a single date. With a little luck, and the magic of the Northern Lights, maybe they can have a chance after all.
Jensen went into work Sunday afternoon, feeling like a million bucks. He tossed his coat on the hook and grabbed up his apron, heading straight for the espresso machine, humming to himself.
“Someone’s in a good mood today,” Danneel commented with a grin. “I take it that your date went well?”
“It did,” Jensen answered, trying to keep to his usual mild demeanor, but he could feel the smile on his face, and he was kind of bouncing. “I guess I have to eat my words; Jared’s not an idiot after all.”
“I could’ve told you that,” Misha chimed in, appearing from the supplies closet. “He’s incredibly insightful.”
“How d’you know that?” Jensen asked, intrigued. Misha raised his eyebrows.
“It’s a mystery.”
“Misha gave him the ‘take good care of my little girl’ talk before your date,” Danni said, rolling her eyes.
“You did what?”
Misha shrugged. “I just told him that if he made you sad, I would pull out his spleen and grind it up to make a new brew of coffee.”
“That’s disgusting.” Danni put in.
“Thank you.”
“You’re such a weirdo, Mish, but…thanks. I guess.” Jensen smiled at him. “He was the perfect gentleman.”
“So he didn’t take you back to his man-cave and ravage you silly?” Danni asked, disappointed. Misha glanced up from the stack of boxes he was unloading, his expression curious as well.
“No, guys, c’mon! I didn’t sleep with him on the first date!” Jensen protested. “We went to dinner, and then I took him somewhere he could see the Northern Lights, and then he took me home. End of story.”
“Did you at least get a kiss goodnight?” Danni demanded. Jensen blushed. “You did! Was there tongue?”
“Girl, you need to get laid,” Misha pronounced. “Leave him alone, if he wants to tell us, he’ll tell us.”
Jensen stuck his tongue out at Danneel, laughing. “Yeah, what he said.”
“Fine, fine,” she grumbled. “Just tell me one thing: are you planning on seeing him again?”
Jensen grinned shyly. “Yeah, I think we’re going to go out again next Friday.”
Danneel squealed and threw her arms around him. “Finally! I’m so glad you found someone, you deserve it.”
“Thanks, Danni. I’m glad too.”
***
Jared didn’t show back up to the coffee shop until Monday morning, but Jensen wasn’t worried. They’d been texting back and forth all weekend, and even though he really liked Jared, he appreciated the space so he could sort it all out in his head. He didn’t doubt that Jared had picked up on that, even though he hadn’t said anything. As Misha had pointed out, the kid was surprisingly astute.
“Have a nice weekend?” Jensen asked when Jared approached the counter Monday morning, looking a little bleary.
“Talked to my mom on Skype Sunday and kicked Chad’s ass at Call of Duty all night Saturday,” he answered.
“I’m gonna take that as a yes, then,” Jensen said, starting Jared’s latte. “I did some writing.”
“On your novel?” Jared asked, instantly interested. “I thought you were stuck.”
Jensen grinned, a warm feeling spreading through his chest. “I guess I got unstuck; I wrote three whole chapters in one day.”
“That’s awesome!” Jared exclaimed, and his enthusiasm was so genuine that Jensen just leaned over the counter to kiss him without a thought. Jared made a surprised noise, but happily kissed him back. When Jensen pulled away and handed him his latte, Jared’s eyes were big as saucers.
“Not that I’m complaining or anything, but I never really pegged you for public displays of affection.”
Jensen shrugged, feeling lighter than he could remember feeling in years. “Things change.”
“Is change good?” Jared asked cautiously, and the polite bewilderment in his gaze made Jensen haul him in for another kiss. It’s not like anyone was around anyway.
“Oh, yes. Change is definitely good.”
***
Tuesday, Danni sent Jensen over to the bookshop to talk to Genevieve. “We need to find out if she’d be on board in promoting this block party,” she explained. “Just tell her that she can put her cards on all the tables and advertise however she wants. Oh! Maybe she’ll want to do an outdoor book sale or something!”
“Why can’t Misha go? He’s way better at talking to people than I am.” Jensen protested. “I couldn’t talk my way out of a paper bag!”
“Misha’s already over at Jim and Sam’s place seeing if they’ll provide burgers and shit. I need you to go to the bookstore,” Danni told him patiently. “We’re short on time. Besides, I know you want to go see your boyfriend.”
“He’s not my boyfriend!” Jensen protested. “We haven’t talked about that yet.”
“Oh, you haven’t?” Danni said innocently. “Because a little birdy told me you were making out over my coffee counter yesterday. PDA seems pretty boyfriend-like to me.”
“Who told you that?” Jensen asked, “There was no one here!”
“Colin Ford saw you through the plate glass window,” Danneel answered. “Don’t worry, no one here is going to be a dick about it, and I think it’s too adorable to tell you not to make out with him when you’re on the clock, but he’s definitely your boyfriend, and you know it.”
It was still on Jensen’s mind when he walked into the bookstore across the street. So much so that when Jared bounded up to greet him, the first words out of his mouth were:
“Are you my boyfriend?”
Jared skidded to a halt in front of him and Jensen immediately felt mortified. Why on Earth would he say something like that? They’d only been out on one date and Jared probably thought that he was like one of those crazy clingy bitches in horror movies…
“I hope so,” Jared said lightly, but there was a tightness in his mouth that belied his nervousness. “D’you want to be? Boyfriends, I mean?”
A small giggle escaped Jensen’s mouth. It was like being in middle school or something, the two of them standing here, discussing terminology when they both already knew how they felt about each other.
“Yeah. Yeah, I guess I do,” Jensen said, and it was worth looking like a crazy clingy bitch to see the way Jared’s face lit up.
“I do too,” he said, and then he was yanking Jensen up into a dizzying kiss.
“Jared? Are you accosting a customer?” Genevieve’s voice broke through the haze in Jensen’s mind and he jumped away, cheeks stained red. She was watching them, arms crossed, with an amused look on her face, but Jared was completely unrepentant.
“Gen, you know I’ve talked ‘bout him before, but I’d like you to meet my boyfriend, Jensen.”
And if Jensen was so delighted to hear those words that he almost forgot what he came for and nearly left without talking to Genevieve about the block party, well, no one needed to know that but him.
***
“Chris, he’s so great, I don’t know what I did to get this lucky,” Jensen said Wednesday night as he was washing the dishes after dinner with his roommate. Chris was sitting on the counter opposite him, watching his progress and listening to Jensen talk.
“So when am I gonna get to meet him, hmm?” he asked. “I know Misha threatened to kick his ass, but it’s not official until I get to do the same.”
Jensen shook his head, flicking soapsuds at him. “He’s not going to hurt me, it’s not like last time.”
“Dude, obviously it’s not like last time because this time I’m actually hearing about it,” Chris pointed out. “And I’m not saying I think he will hurt you. I just think I’ll rest easier once I get to judge him for myself.”
“Fair enough,” Jensen conceded. “But can you at least let us go on our second date before you go all poppa bear on him?”
Chris nodded. “I wish we had a bigger place, and then we could just have a barbeque. Have him and all his friends over to meet all your friends. But I don’t think cooking on the balcony and eating inside all cramped would be too fun.”
“Yeah, probably not,” Jensen agreed. “But I do like the idea of a party. We’ll think of something. But not until after our date Friday.”
“Gonna get lucky this time, Ackles?” Chris teased and he flung the dishrag at him, hitting his face with a satisfying splat. It pretty much dissolved into a wrestling match from there, and Chris’ request was, for the moment, forgotten.
***
Jensen picked Jared up from his house for their second date. As he’d pointed out, Jared got to arrange the first date, so it was his turn. Jared opened the door so quickly after he knocked that he wondered if the other man had been waiting on the other side already when he got there.
“Hi,” Jensen said with a shy smile. Jared just beamed at him and pushed him against the doorframe so he could kiss him senseless.
“Hi,” he replied. “Have a good week?”
“I suppose,” answered Jensen with a put-upon look. “Some asshole came in my coffee shop every morning and demanded a latte and all of my attention, so that was obnoxious.”
“He sounds like a handsome and charming young man to me.”
“Only in his own head,” Jensen retorted, earning a hip-check and a goofy smile.
“So where are we going? Is there going to be food? Jensen, I’m a growing boy, I have to eat.”
“Um, yeah. About that,” Jensen said, already feeling the blood rushing to his face. “I, uh, was trying to come up with a really awesome date and then I got all worried that we would end up doing something you don’t like or it would be too fancy or something so I kind of panicked. So…we’re going bowling.”
There was barely a split-second of silence after his announcement before Jared grinned hugely and wrapped him up in a hug. “I love bowling! And, dude, you can get the best nachos at bowling alleys. Fact. C’mon, let’s go!”
Jensen wasn’t sure if Jared was being so enthusiastic just for his benefit, or if he just genuinely enjoyed everything, but either way he thought, in that moment, that he very well could already be falling in love with this guy.
***
Bowling ended up actually being a lot of fun, despite Jensen’s mortification. Jared was, unsurprisingly, an excellent bowler, and he kicked Jensen’s ass three rounds in a row. They ate nachos and chili cheese dogs at the bar, and washed them down with beers, and it was still one of the best dates Jensen had ever been on. He was beginning to think that Jared had magical powers that could make literally anything fantastic.
Chad’s car was gone when they got back to Jared’s house, so he convinced Jensen to come in for a cup of coffee. Jensen looked around while the other man tinkered with the coffee machine, familiarizing himself with the house. It wasn’t huge, but it was a nice size for two guys, and even though there wasn’t really a central decorating theme like in Jensen’s apartment, it felt a lot more homey and lived in. Jensen decided he liked it.
“That’s my family!” Jared exclaimed when he came back, mugs in hand, to Jensen studying a picture on the entertainment system. “That’s my little sister Megan, and my older brother Jeff. My dad, there. He died last year, but Mom is still going strong. Meggie goes down and visits her a lot and we set up Skype so I can video chat her. I think Jeff and his wife are going to surprise her and bring the kids down for Easter.”
Jensen took the proffered mug and took a sip. “This is really good. You spend like five dollars a day on coffee when you actually know how to make a decent brew at home?”
Jared grinned, and if he noticed that Jensen didn’t want to discuss family, he was blessedly silent about it. “Well, see, there’s this really cute barista that works at my coffee shop…”
Jensen shoved him lightly. “Yeah, yeah. Flatterer. Hey, where are your dogs? I thought you said you had dogs?”
A huge grin lit up Jared’s face at that. “You really want to meet my babies?” he asked. “You’re not just saying that because you’ve picked up on the fact that I’m a crazy dog guy?”
“I really want to meet ‘em,” Jensen said honestly. “I mean, I have to make sure they like me, right?”
“I’ll go let them in,” Jared agreed with a grin. He went to the backdoor and slid it open, immediately cooing at the dogs. “Hi babies! Did you miss me?”
Two massive dogs came barreling into the house, then, on a beeline course for Jensen. Instead of jumping on him like he expected, though, they came to a stop directly in front of him, sniffing inquisitively.
“That big one is Harley, he’s a bull mastiff,” Jared explained, “And this sweet girl is Sadie. Obviously she’s part German Shepherd, but they weren’t sure about the other half. The vet said maybe dingo?”
“Your dog is half dingo?” Jensen said incredulously.
“I know, innit cool?”
Jensen sat down his coffee and offered his hand cautiously for the dogs’ inspection. Harley seemed to be a giant puppy who loved without reservation, because he leapt forward and planted a huge slobbery kiss on Jensen’s chin. Sadie, however, eyed him suspiciously and returned to sit at Jared’s feet after a few minutes.
“She’s a little shy, but she’ll warm right up to you eventually,” Jared assured him. “Come sit.” He patted the couch next to him and Jensen complied, leaning into Jared and sipping his coffee contentedly.
“Sorry I took you on such a lame second date,” Jensen said. “Yours was much better.”
“Are you kidding?” Jared asked. “I had a fantastic time. They were just different, is all. Besides.” He glanced up at Jensen and kind of blushed. “I think anything I was doing would be awesome as long as I was with you.”
Jensen surged forward and kissed him, and felt Jared smile against his mouth. Before he could figure out that it had happened, Jared had taken control of the kiss, pinning him back against the couch cushions and just kissing him more deeply than he thought possible. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark and Jensen was breathing hard.
“I-I don’t want to pressure you or anything,” Jared whispered into the tiny space between them. “But I’d really like it if you stayed the night.”
“That is the best idea you’ve ever had,” Jensen said fervently, pulling him in for another kiss. Jared happily obliged, tracing over lips and teeth with his tongue for a long moment before he pulled away and hauled Jensen to his feet.
“C’mon, upstairs?” he asked, full of confidence, but Jensen could see the nervousness in his eyes. He lifted Jared’s hand to his lips and kissed his knuckles.
“Lead the way.”
Jared took him upstairs to the bedroom, briefly pausing to lock the door and turn off the lights before they went upstairs into Jared’s room, Jensen shutting the door behind them.
Jared’s bed was huge. It had to be California King, and it was covered in white pillows and blankets and wow Jensen really wanted to be spread out over those sheets right about now.
Jared must’ve been reading his mind or something, because he grabbed at Jensen’s belt loops, hauling him in for another kiss, and then shoved him down onto the bed. He dragged off his shirt and threw it somewhere in the corner, kicking off his socks and shoes, before sinking down as well, hovering over Jensen.
“How d’you-how do you wanna do this?” he asked breathlessly, kissing his way down the side of Jensen’s neck and over his collarbone. “Whatever you want, Jensen.”
“I want you,” Jensen said simply, too far gone for more words. He kicked his shoes and socks off, hearing them thud on the floor and sat forward as Jared pulled his shirt off over his head. “You-you top.” He managed, flushing brilliantly. Jared gave him another one of those heart-stopping grins and laid him back out on the bed.
“Gladly.” He draped himself over Jensen, kissing every inch of skin he could reach. Jensen was pretty sure he was going to come undone just from the feel of their bare chests dragging against each other. Then Jared set to work on his belt, fingers fumbling before he finally got it undone and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Jensen lifted his hips to help Jared get the pants off and was only a little surprised when Jared went ahead and dragged his boxers off too.
“You’re way more dressed than I am,” Jensen complained and Jared shot him a shit-eating grin.
“That’s what makes it fun.” Before Jensen could protest, he had one of those goddamn giant hands wrapped around him, pumping firmly and twisting just a little bit. It was practically perfect and Jensen bit down on his lip to stop the little whimpers that seemed to be escaping his mouth against his will.
“Ah, Jared, wait, you’re not even-” he said none too coherently and Jared laughed.
“Alright, alright,” he conceded, letting go of Jensen and rolling to his feet so he could shuck his jeans and boxers before draping himself back over the other man. Jensen as completely surrounded by Jared; the feel of his length dragging against Jensen’s was almost too much.
“Jesus,” Jared gasped, dropping his forehead against Jensen’s. “You’re…you’re really fuckin’ beautiful, you know that?”
Jensen shook his head, embarrassed. “You’re not too bad yourself, Jay.” Jared hummed in what might’ve been agreement and rocked against Jensen a few more times until he was clutching at Jared’s back and babbling and gasping. Jensen pushed and pulled at Jared like he wasn’t sure if it was too much or he wanted more, and Jared took the opportunity to start nipping along his collarbone, soothing the bites with kitten licks and kisses.
“We aren’t even going to get there if you keep this up,” Jensen warned and Jared grinned down at him.
“Little impatient, are we, Jen?” Jensen opened his mouth to tell him not to call him that, but Jared just kissed him again and he kind of forgot why he hadn’t wanted him to in the first place. He was so lost in the kiss that he didn’t even notice Jared’s hand trailing down his body until there was suddenly a single finger gently pressing into him. He hadn’t even seen Jared reach for the lube, what the hell?
“Oh god,” he moaned, throwing his head back against the pillow. Jared laughed and wriggled his finger in a little deeper, brushing against his prostate and sending Jensen arching up off the bed. “Jesus Christ, do that again.”
Jared complied and he whined in the back of his throat, hands scrambling against Jared’s sweat-slippery shoulders. Jared kissed him again, carefully adding a second lube-coated finger and crooking them both against the spot again and Jensen swore, hips jerking down against Jared’s hand.
“Can-can you just stop teasing, ah, and just get on with it?” He tried to snap, but his voice was faint and breathy.
Thankfully, Jared didn’t seem like he was in the mood to draw this out much longer, either, quickly sliding a third finger in to join the other two and twisting his wrist while scissoring his fingers, stretching Jensen for him.
Suddenly, Jared’s hand disappeared and Jensen made a startled sound, feeling strangely bereft. Before he could verbalize the complaint, Jared was back, hovering up on his knees and rolling a condom on. He picked up the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount into his hand before rubbing it all along his length. His head fell back and his mouth opened on a groan as he jacked himself, eyelashes fluttering.
“You need to be over here right now,” Jensen instructed and Jared dropped his hand and sank down on top of him, bracing his arms on either side of Jensen’s head. Jensen hooked his ankles over Jared’s shoulders and pulled him in closer, earning another groan. Jensen felt the blunt head of Jared’s cock press against him and then Jared was sinking in with excruciating slowness.
“Jesus, Jen, you’re so tight,” Jared hissed, still pressing in. “Fuckin’ gorgeous. I just.”
Jensen whimpered and pushed his hips up into Jared, feeling his heart swell at Jared’s words. “Shh, it’s okay, we’re good. Ah.” He gasped when Jared bottomed out, feeling impossibly close, pressed together, chest to chest, and completely full of Jared. It took him a minute to gather himself and when he did, he could feel Jared trembling with exertion, holding himself back. “It’s okay, Jared, you can move.”
Jared complied, pulling all the way out to the tip and pressing forward with a single, smooth thrust. Despite all of Jensen’s expectations, he took it slow and was almost painfully gentle, circling his hips and kissing Jensen’s chin, nose, cheeks, mumbling his name over and over again until it lost all meaning. It felt like hours had passed, Jared languorously fucking him like he never wanted to do anything else ever again. Jensen had never been on the edge like this for so long before, in a way that felt almost painful and ridiculously good at the same time.
Finally, Jared started picking up the pace, his thrusts growing sharper and more unsteady as he started getting close. Jensen wrapped his arms around the back of Jared’s head and pulled him down into a kiss as he got faster and more erratic.
“Oh my God, Jared, please,” Jensen gasped against his mouth, “C’mon, c’mon, please.”
“Jensen, I’ve got you, Jen,” Jared whispered, hips pumping even faster. “Ah, Christ-”
Suddenly, he had a hand wrapped around Jensen again, jacking him in time to his thrusts and it only took a few firm strokes before Jensen was crying out, and throwing his head back into the pillows, eyes slamming shut. He heard Jared make a choked noise and his eyes flew open just in time to see Jared fling his head back, mouth opened on a gasp as he came, screwing even deeper into Jensen’s body, shaking apart with his climax. He fell forward onto Jensen’s chest with a massive exhale, lips smashed against his collarbone.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,” he panted after a few moments of silence. “That was incredible.”
Jensen nodded, brushing Jared’s damp hair out of his face and kissing him over and over again. Jared pulled back carefully, easing himself out and flopped down on the mattress next to Jensen. “You’re incredible, Jen,” he whispered, wrapping an arm around Jensen’s waist and pulling him close.
“I think I’m in love with you,” Jensen said before he could think better of it. He glanced up at Jared, who was wearing a soft smile. “Is it possible to fall in love that fast?”
“I think it is,” Jared said. “I would definitely know.” He kissed Jensen again, whispering the same three words against his lips and there was nothing in the world better than hearing that.