the sun in winter, part two
Title: The Sun in Winter, 2/?
Pairing: Jensen/Jared, references to Jensen/OMCs
Rating: NC-17 (overall)
Notes&Warnings: Quasi-Fantasy AU, featuring slave!Jared (underage--he's 17) and haughty-lordling!Jensen. There might be dub-con, but no out and out non-con. Oh, and William is modeled after William Moseley.
Disclaimer: This is complete fiction and has no bearing on the actors who inspired it.
William had been very persuasive -- in fact, Jensen couldn't remember the last time someone had sucked him off with such enthusiasm -- but Jensen would not be deterred. He cupped William's chin and ran his thumb over the boy's lower lip, still raw from last night's activities.
"Don't look like that. This is for the best, I assure you, and you're more than welcome to visit--to ensure that your boy is well." He stepped around William and mounted his horse. "Do tell your father that I'm sorry I missed him. Take care, William."
"Yes, milord," William said with a stiff bow, and he looked so upset that Jensen was afraid the fool would actually break down and cry.
Jensen shook his head and turned to his latest acquisition. "Come now, boy."
Jared was much more composed than his former master. Face blank, he simply ducked his head and turned his horse to follow Jensen's lead.
Jared knew what went on between William and Jensen, and he knew what most masters expected of their bodyservants--he also understood the difference between the two. He'd never been certain as to why William had left him alone, he'd just assumed it was because he was exceptionally homely. But now... after the way Jensen had looked at him and touched him, he was completely baffled.
Lord Jensen was one of the most beautiful men in Scotia, notorious for his rakish ways, so how had Jared caught his eye? Maybe it had just been some strange power play between the gentry, something Jared couldn't understand.
Jared sighed and let his eyes wander across his new master's back. The man was only a couple of inches shorter than Jared and he was solid in a way that Jared feared he'd never manage. Jared wondered if William had told Jensen anything about Jared's "special" portions when it came to daily meals. He wondered if Jensen would notice or care if Jared's weight dropped.
"I know that you can't speak, but is all of the dramatic sighing really necessary?"
Jared started and looked up. He hadn't even noticed that Jensen had turned to face him. He felt his face flame and ducked his head, hoping to hide his embarrassment. Jensen's horse slowed and Jared glanced at him through the fall of his bangs.
Jensen laughed and clapped him on the thigh. "I guess I can see why you had William wrapped around your finger. The first thing we'll do once we're back at Edrington is rid you of your shield." Jared cocked his head inquisitively and Jensen clarified. "You're getting a haircut."
"Milord, I've brought the boy."
Jensen looked up from the accounts ledger and stood, waving Annalise and Jared into the chamber.
"Thank you, Annalise. You may go. Come, Jared."
Jared moved with a smooth gait despite his ungainly limbs, and there was something about him... something feral -- wild -- about this boy. It was this otherness that had caught Jensen's attention so thoroughly. He stopped in front of Jensen and bowed his head. Jensen hmmmed and ran a hand through shorn chestnut locks.
Jensen pushed on the boy's shoulders, turning him, so that Jensen could inspect the back. The new cut left the nape of the boy's neck bare, vulnerable and lovely. Jensen traced the soft skin there, just a light brush of knuckles, and Jared shuddered.
"Jared, it's time we discussed your duties. Sit." Jensen pushed him towards the chair across from his desk.
"I know that you're comfortable with the stable and house work, but we are well staffed in those areas. Therefore, your primary duty will be as my bodyservant, which will include things you have not done for your previous master, I expect."
Jared sat on the edge of his chair, gripping the seat with white-knuckled fists. He sat there and stared up at Jensen -- wide-eyed and flushed -- and he was the most tempting thing Jensen had seen in a good, long while.
"Have you ever serviced a man in bed?" Jensen's voice came out rough and scratchy, and he moved to sit abruptly. He palmed his cock and hoped that the movement was hidden by his desk.
Jared turned to gaze at some spot past Jensen's shoulder and he shook his head.
"Have you- have you lain with anyone?"
Jared bit his lip and shook his head and Jensen just... he couldn't believe it.
"Has no one ever taken you?"
Jared shook his head again and shot Jensen a look, like he knew what Jensen was thinking and he was terrified. But he was wrong. Jensen shook his head and sat back in his chair.
"I'm not the Devil, boy, and I'm not about to ravish you. I'll expect certain things from you at some point, down the line, but we'll start off small. You'll tend to my clothes, you'll tend me when I bathe, when I eat... and you'll share my bed. At any other time, you'll report to Annalise for assignment. Understood?"
Jared slumped in relief and nodded, and Jensen stood.
"Now, fetch my supper. I'll be eating in chambers tonight."
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Pairing: Jensen/Jared, references to Jensen/OMCs
Rating: NC-17 (overall)
Notes&Warnings: Quasi-Fantasy AU, featuring slave!Jared (underage--he's 17) and haughty-lordling!Jensen. There might be dub-con, but no out and out non-con. Oh, and William is modeled after William Moseley.
Disclaimer: This is complete fiction and has no bearing on the actors who inspired it.
William had been very persuasive -- in fact, Jensen couldn't remember the last time someone had sucked him off with such enthusiasm -- but Jensen would not be deterred. He cupped William's chin and ran his thumb over the boy's lower lip, still raw from last night's activities.
"Don't look like that. This is for the best, I assure you, and you're more than welcome to visit--to ensure that your boy is well." He stepped around William and mounted his horse. "Do tell your father that I'm sorry I missed him. Take care, William."
"Yes, milord," William said with a stiff bow, and he looked so upset that Jensen was afraid the fool would actually break down and cry.
Jensen shook his head and turned to his latest acquisition. "Come now, boy."
Jared was much more composed than his former master. Face blank, he simply ducked his head and turned his horse to follow Jensen's lead.
Jared knew what went on between William and Jensen, and he knew what most masters expected of their bodyservants--he also understood the difference between the two. He'd never been certain as to why William had left him alone, he'd just assumed it was because he was exceptionally homely. But now... after the way Jensen had looked at him and touched him, he was completely baffled.
Lord Jensen was one of the most beautiful men in Scotia, notorious for his rakish ways, so how had Jared caught his eye? Maybe it had just been some strange power play between the gentry, something Jared couldn't understand.
Jared sighed and let his eyes wander across his new master's back. The man was only a couple of inches shorter than Jared and he was solid in a way that Jared feared he'd never manage. Jared wondered if William had told Jensen anything about Jared's "special" portions when it came to daily meals. He wondered if Jensen would notice or care if Jared's weight dropped.
"I know that you can't speak, but is all of the dramatic sighing really necessary?"
Jared started and looked up. He hadn't even noticed that Jensen had turned to face him. He felt his face flame and ducked his head, hoping to hide his embarrassment. Jensen's horse slowed and Jared glanced at him through the fall of his bangs.
Jensen laughed and clapped him on the thigh. "I guess I can see why you had William wrapped around your finger. The first thing we'll do once we're back at Edrington is rid you of your shield." Jared cocked his head inquisitively and Jensen clarified. "You're getting a haircut."
"Milord, I've brought the boy."
Jensen looked up from the accounts ledger and stood, waving Annalise and Jared into the chamber.
"Thank you, Annalise. You may go. Come, Jared."
Jared moved with a smooth gait despite his ungainly limbs, and there was something about him... something feral -- wild -- about this boy. It was this otherness that had caught Jensen's attention so thoroughly. He stopped in front of Jensen and bowed his head. Jensen hmmmed and ran a hand through shorn chestnut locks.
Jensen pushed on the boy's shoulders, turning him, so that Jensen could inspect the back. The new cut left the nape of the boy's neck bare, vulnerable and lovely. Jensen traced the soft skin there, just a light brush of knuckles, and Jared shuddered.
"Jared, it's time we discussed your duties. Sit." Jensen pushed him towards the chair across from his desk.
"I know that you're comfortable with the stable and house work, but we are well staffed in those areas. Therefore, your primary duty will be as my bodyservant, which will include things you have not done for your previous master, I expect."
Jared sat on the edge of his chair, gripping the seat with white-knuckled fists. He sat there and stared up at Jensen -- wide-eyed and flushed -- and he was the most tempting thing Jensen had seen in a good, long while.
"Have you ever serviced a man in bed?" Jensen's voice came out rough and scratchy, and he moved to sit abruptly. He palmed his cock and hoped that the movement was hidden by his desk.
Jared turned to gaze at some spot past Jensen's shoulder and he shook his head.
"Have you- have you lain with anyone?"
Jared bit his lip and shook his head and Jensen just... he couldn't believe it.
"Has no one ever taken you?"
Jared shook his head again and shot Jensen a look, like he knew what Jensen was thinking and he was terrified. But he was wrong. Jensen shook his head and sat back in his chair.
"I'm not the Devil, boy, and I'm not about to ravish you. I'll expect certain things from you at some point, down the line, but we'll start off small. You'll tend to my clothes, you'll tend me when I bathe, when I eat... and you'll share my bed. At any other time, you'll report to Annalise for assignment. Understood?"
Jared slumped in relief and nodded, and Jensen stood.
"Now, fetch my supper. I'll be eating in chambers tonight."
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