Fic: Not Just Another Job

[darth_firefly]

Title: Not Just Another Job
Rating: NC-17
Paring: Jared/Jensen
Warnings:graphic sex, knotting, dirty talk, mpreg
Word Count:11,177
Prompt: Restrained
Summary: Double prompt fill from the spnkink_meme Jared's a well known alpha in the porn industry. He signed up for a documentary style film - Jensen, an omega newcomer, is going to willingly allow himself to be knocked up by Jared. Jared thought it would be just another job - he didn't plan on getting attached to Jensen. Fill for hc_bingo prompt 'restrained'.


It had to be either the freckles or those green eyes.

Jared signed up for this breeding porn project for the money. It was a serious amount of money. Granted, his parents probably never wanted him to be in the porn industry, but hey - it was good pay. He didn't exactly care about knocking some omega up - but getting paid to fuck one through a heat? Oh hell yes... he was all for that. Very few omegas in the porn industry were willing to get pregnant - most went on suppressants to avoid that happening. Just the fact that some omega was going to get paid to get with child was a little sick, but since the child wasn't going to be his problem he could deal with that. He leaned back in his chair as the woman applying his make up for the first scene got ready to even out the skin tones on his face. Today was the first day of filming. He and the omega - who was named Jensen - had already met previously, but the man had said very little. As far as Jared remembered, he was a little to captivated by Jensen's amazing green eyes.

“Mr. Padalecki?” The woman's voice cut into his thoughts.

“Yes, Carol?” Jared said as he felt the cool makeup sponge run across his chin.

“I know the directors have probably already told you this, but please, if you're going to be outside for any length of time, use sunblock. It's a lot easier to darken you up and make it look natural than it to make you appear paler and natural.” She sounded like Jared's mother when she said that. “I know it's almost winter, but sun exposure is sun exposure.”

“I use sunblock.” He replied as the sponge went over his cheekbones. “Guess I need to up the SPF, huh?”

“What are you using?” He heard her rifle through some containers and then felt a brush against his eyelids.

“Eight.” He didn't want to move while she worked on his eyes.

Carol made a tsking sound. “Make it at least thirty. The last thing you want is sunburn.”

“Yes, mommy.” Jared snorted. “Sorry...too much nervous energy, I suppose.”

“I can believe that.” More rustling and then there was the sound of a cap being pulled off. “Mouth still.”

Jared complied as he felt the thin lip pencil against his skin. He let himself relax, knowing that soon, he'd be able to get most of the tension out.

*

Jensen hoped his fear didn't show up in his face. He hadn't done live-action porn in his life. He'd done modeling - and the poses he ended up in those instances tended to seem more comical than anything. He was glad that he was supposed to be looking at the floor - that at least, was lucky. The small chair he was sitting on was backless and he'd gone through the motions in his head a hundred times. Jared would come in, come up behind him and when the alpha lifted his chin, he was supposed to rise up onto his knees. After he was undressed, he'd be carried over to the bed and then Jared would fuck him. When Jared was finished with him, the alpha would climb off the bed, pick up his clothes and leave him lying there, spent and used.

How he was going to get through this without puking, Jensen had no idea. It wouldn't be so bad if he knew it was only going to be one take. But it'd happen several times - so the directors could get different angles, or in case something went wrong. When the two of them fucked while he was in heat, at least he knew he'd be so strung out that he wouldn't care.

“Quiet on the set!” The director's voice shouted, though there was no need, the place had been almost silent for minutes now. “Action!”

The door of the set-bedroom opened and Jensen had to will himself not to look as the smell of an aroused alpha hit him. He wasn't allowed to look, but he felt his body tense up with anticipation.

Jared had scented the omega the moment he had come on set. The fact that around six people were about to watch him fuck that man several times didn't even faze him. He'd done far kinkier porn that this. He shut the door behind him and crossed over to where Jensen was sitting, feeling his cock start to grow hard. He took hold of Jensen's chin and tilted the man's head back.

The omega rose to his knees almost effortlessly, leaning his head back against Jared's shoulder. He traced the shell of Jensen's ear with his tongue. “This omega will be in heat within two weeks.” He let go of the man's chin and began to unbutton his shirt, spreading it open. “While many omegas chose to take suppressants to avoid them, this one...” He nuzzled Jensen's neck. “Will want what all of his kind want more than anything.” He had to fight the urge to unbutton his pants and relieve the pressure on his aching cock. “He will want to be knotted and bred until he is pregnant.” He brushed his finger along Jensen's cheek. “Isn't that right?”

Jensen had to lick his lips to wet them before responding. “Yes.” He shrugged out of his shirt, glad that the lights kept him from seeing any reaction from the crew at the sight of his bared torso and chest.

“Tell me something Jen, am I right about when are you due to go into heat?”

Jensen nodded. “Yes.” His breath was already starting to grow heavy. “My heats tend to last five to six days.”

“Five to six days... typical of an omega who uses suppressants infrequently.” Jared mentally decided that the clinical talk was actually starting to sound rather erotic. An almost week long heat? Clearly, he was looking in the wrong places for bed-mates. “Whereas omegas who don't use suppressants have heats that last only two or three days.”

Jared set his hands on Jensen's hips, his thumbs rubbing his concave belly. “Once he is bred, this won't stay flat like this for long.” He nuzzled against the man's neck, “As much as omega love to be bred, Alphas adore seeing the changes in an omega's body as the pregnancy progresses.” He slid his hands up to cup the omega's small breasts. “Tell me, when can I expect these to be full of milk?”

“Most likely around the seventh month... if the pregnancy is typical.” Jensen smiled faintly and began to undo the fastenings on his pants. “You going to want to nurse, Alpha?” He shifted his head and rubbed his nose against the man's neck. “Allowing the alpha who sired the omega's child to suckle at their breasts during pregnancy can strengthen the relationship between the two.” He pushed his pants and boxer-briefs down to his knees, exposing his stiff cock, that, unlike that of an alpha or beta, was not accompanied with balls. He shivered as he felt Jared steady him so he could completely remove his clothes.

“Studies have shown that even after the child is born, having both the alpha and the infant feeding from the omega at the same time creates a strong bond in the family unit.” Jared guided Jensen's arms up so his hands were locked behind his neck and then bent slightly so he could spread the omega's thighs on the stool, giving the cameras focused on them a teasing view of the omega's slit. “Even though this omega is not in heat, his body can still react the same way. The only difference is, couplings with omegas who are out of heat never result in pregnancy.” He absently stroked one of Jensen's nipples, both of which were stiff and erect at this point. “Giving them an advantage over betas and alpha females, who must rely on synthetic forms of birth control at all times, as opposed to the natural ones both male and female omegas posses.”

Jensen let his arms drop to his sides as he heard the rustle of Jared removing his clothing. He wet his lips before speaking again. Either his nerves or the lights were causing them to dry out. “In the past, before suppressants were developed, when an omega was about to go into heat, if they were not already bound to an alpha, they would either retreat to someplace they deemed safe, or they would seek out an alpha to breed them. The results of these events are varied and many.” He turned slightly on the stool to look at Jared who was now standing next to him - and was very glad he didn't react to the sight of the man's large cock. He set a hand on Jared's hip, glad he could maintain eye contact with the man. “Going to fill me up, Alpha?” He slid a hand between them and started to stroke the man's cock, groaning faintly. “You're huge.”

Jared arched his hips upward into the man's touch, chuckling. That last line wasn't in the script.“And this little omega likes to act sweet.” He kissed Jensen's forehead. “Though I can't knot him until his heat, he still is ready to submit to being fucked.”

Jensen smile faltered just a moment before he stood up, gently brushed past the alpha and went to the bed to lie down. He sprawled his arms over his head and spread his legs in invitation. He was actually more thrilled at the fact that the two of them had made it this far without having to stop than anything.

Jared climbed onto the bed, his knees pushing the omega's thighs even further apart. He slid his hand between them and guided the head of his cock against Jensen's entrance, rubbing it. He was thrilled to find out how soaking wet Jensen was. “And they love to be fucked.” He drove his cock into the omega's waiting body. Jensen arched his hips and screamed as he started to fuck him. “Hot little omega, always willing to be fucked.” He groaned and moved faster. “It's completely different when they're in heat.” He panted, still filling the omega's body, barely noticing that Jensen was trembling. “They tend to take longer to orgasm under heat than they do outside of it.” He felt the omega come under him and
he pumped hips down against Jensen's twice more before coming as well. He propped himself up on his arms, rocking his hips slower, smiling faintly. “When omegas are in heat, they can last for hours.” He sat up and slid out of Jensen, who whimpered at the loss. He looked down at the spent omega as if he was nothing. “Unfortunately, heat or no heat - omegas are needy little things.” He got up from the bed and took his pants and boxers, leaving Jen alone. The omega almost jumped when the door slammed behind the alpha.

“Cut!” The director's voice almost made him jump a second time. “Let's get Jensen cleaned up, redress the set and we all meet back here in an hour to shoot on the bed from another angle.”

*
Jensen leaned against the cool tile of the shower as the hot water pounded down on him. He sniffled, glad that the water hid the fact that he was crying. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Taking part in some sick, twisted Alpha/Omega breeding porn show. He felt so ashamed - so defeated. It was all an act - the clinical talk at least kept it from seeming too horrific. Of course, things would change. Fucking alphas and their pheromones making his body react whether he wanted to or not. He wasn't that type of omega. He hadn't been that omega for a very long time. He upended the bottle of shower gel over his mesh sponge and then attacked his body as if he could scrub away the act of what he and Jared did.

He was pretty sure that Jared didn't need the money from this performance as much as he did. If it hadn't been for the insane amount of money he was getting paid to do this, he never would have even thought about doing it. He already felt sorry for the as of yet non-existent child. What exactly, was he or she going to be told about their origins? You didn't exactly tell a kid they were a planned conception on a porn show. At that rate, the baby was better off being put up for adoption and never knowing either of their parents. He was well within his rights to give the child up without Jared's consent. There had to be a law for that - plenty of omegas were bred against their will, strung out on their heat and helpless to do anything about it. Snapping from his thoughts, Jensen finished up in the shower and turned off the water. He wrapped a towel around his waist and went to brush his teeth.

As he stood there, scrubbing away, he thought of what it was going to be like when he did go into heat. He knew what they were going to do - when signs of the heat started, he and Jared were going to be put into a small room that would have hidden cameras everywhere - and as soon as his heat was over, they would be let out and sent on a hiatus while they edited that film and to wait to see if conception took place. He spat out a mouthful of foam, noting the faint traces of red. “Shit.” He rinsed his mouth out and finished drying off before he got dressed.

There was a knock on the door of his dressing room and he turned. “Yes?”

“The car's ready to take you home now.” His PA for the shoot, a slim beta female named Kelly leaned into the room. “Are you okay?”

“I'm fine. Just tired.” Jensen picked up his bag. “Thanks.”

“Not a problem. See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah. What time is call again?”

She checked her clipboard. “You're due in make-up at ten.” She rolled her eyes. “His majesty the alpha male rarely likes to start shooting before lunch.”

He shouldered his bag and came out into the hallway and the two of them headed down it. “I guess he never learned a proper bedtime.”

“Something like that.” She studied her clipboard again. “You don't have an early call until Friday, but that's just a photography session.”

“That's good.” He tightened his grip around the collar of his hoodie. Right now, he wished he was heading back in that crummy studio apartment he'd been living in two months ago and still be jobless. With the stupid landlord who hadn't fixed the air conditioner, the hot water that rarely worked and the ten locks on the door. His late father's best friend Jefferey had gone basaltic when they found where he was. His made his usual remark that while Jensen was an omega, he definitely had an alpha's pride. Now that pride had landed him here.

“I've been on set with Jared before. This behavior for him isn't really normal. I think he's either shocked at what the studio is doing, or at what you agreed to do.” She paused. “I'm not saying anything either way, I can't understand the way you think.”

“It's okay, Kelly, really.” Jensen sighed as they came outside and she led him to the car. “So I'll see you tomorrow a little before ten then?”

“Yes. I'll send the car for you at your home at nine.” She held the door of the car open for him. “You have my number if you need it?”

He held up his cell before he buckled his seat belt. “You're number three on my contacts - after the cops and the fire department.”

She laughed and shut the door.

*

Jared came back to his loft apartment, still dazed from a day's work. The early part of the shoot had gone great - well, hell - all of it was great. The trouble came from having to redress the set and for that stupid omega, Jensen, to get back in the game. Okay - maybe that wasn't exactly fair to say about him. This was the guy's first porn film and he was doing a pretty decent job. Really, it was just keeping things looking even that was the problem. Perhaps they should have gone with blindfolds, or something.

He tossed the mail onto the counter as he went into the kitchen to heat up some leftovers. It was nice just to unwind for a while. Normally, after a day of filming, he'd be ready to go out with friends and find some kind of trouble to get into. It wasn't as if he had a problem with it - with the late call tomorrow and all. But tonight, he just wanted to be alone. He got out the doggie-bag from last night's visit to the Hereford House and got out a pan. Normally, he could eat an entire porterhouse steak and all the fixings, but last night, some nerves over today's events kept his appetite down. He put some butter into the pan and set it on the stove.

While he waited for the stove to heat up, Jared flipped through his mail. It was mostly junk, advertisements for new windows, car washes and pet grooming - did they just send those things out in bulk? Not everyone had pets. There was the water bill and a thick, heavy manila envelope that he instantly knew the contents of. He grinned and turned his attention to cooking his dinner - if he opened the envelope now, it was a good bet things would end up burned. He dropped the steak into the pan just as his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, rolled his eyes, and answered it. “Hi, Alex.”

“Jared, Jared... Jared... you lucky bastard.” His friend's voice replied. “Don't suppose you'll tell me, will you?”

Jared frowned. “Tell you what?” He hated it when Alex got it into his head to be vague. But that was a beta for you - the master of the mind game.

“You haven't seen the spread in the newest issue yet, have you?”

Jared's eyes glanced at the manila envelope and then smiled. “No, I haven't. I'm going to sit and skim through it over dinner.” He poked his steak with a fork. “That good, huh?”

“Uh, hell yes. Don't know which one I think is hotter - the one with the doe-brown eyes or the green eyed angel.”

“You know I never tell you about what goes on at my work.” Jared chuckled. “You don't even watch my work.”

“Oh, I've seen some of it. Though this new project... that's creepy man.” Alex made an odd noise he couldn't place. “True, those omegas they picked out are hot, but doesn't it freak out out just a little?”

“It's supposed to be a quasi-documentary. It's not as bad as that foursome porn I did last year. My stomach still turns at that one sometimes.” Jared shuddered at the memory of seeing that omega who was so fucked out, he'd been carried off the set - and the script had to be changed so that the scene that caused it turned out to be a nightmare had by a completely new character.

“So it doesn't faze you that whichever omega you are in this with, is going to have a baby?” Alex's voice suddenly dropped all it's lightness and turned harsh. “That doesn't mean anything to you?”

“Alex, I already asked the directors about this. The guy plans to put the baby up for adoption. There's plenty of couples who want kids that can't have them.” Truth be told, Jared had barely thought about the non-existent baby. If Jensen was willing to get knocked up for a paycheck, that was Jensen's problem, not his. He got a plate out of the cabinet. “I'm going to have to let you go before my dinner burns.”

“Fine. We still on for the bar tomorrow?”

“I'll double check the call sheet for Wednesday, but I think I'll be there.” He stabbed the steak and transferred it to his plate.

“Great. Later.”

After hanging up, Jared dumped the rest of last night's unfinished salad from the fridge onto his plate and sat down. “Let's see what all the fuss is about.” He opened the manila envelope and set it down on the table, far enough away that he wouldn't get food on it as he drew out a glossy magazine. The cover showed two omegas, one female and one male, back to back in school uniforms. He cut into his steak and checked the table of contents for the article Alex had mentioned. “The Select Six.” He shook his head as he flipped past the photographs of scantily dressed or fully naked omegas until he came to the article. “Wonder when they took these.” He turned over the pages, looking at the familiar omegas who had also been vying for the role that Jensen was now playing. The small blurbs on each of them wasn't very revealing - nothing that he didn't already know about each of them. Of course, he was sworn to secrecy about who had landed that role until next month, when the update on the film was released - Jensen had a photography session on Friday for it.

The omega in question was the very last one in the article and Jared put his fork down to really look at it. Jensen was sitting on a chair so that his hands rested on the back and his head rested on them. He was turned sideways, staring at the camera. Where the other omegas had tried to look either alluring or coy, Jensen just gazed straight ahead with those green eyes, big and bright. If he didn't know better, Jared thought the omega was about to break down and cry.

*
Jensen unlocked the door to his small apartment and flipped on the main light. A pale yellow glow was cast over the room and he sighed. It was dry, clean and mostly comfortable. True, the lack of natural light anywhere except the very front of the place was annoying, but there were worse places. It had once been the basement of the house above him, but it had been turned into it's current state by a new owner several years ago. It consisted of the main room that was family, kitchen and living room all together and a bathroom. The bedroom was set apart from the main room by a low wall that was about the height of Jensen's chest.

He took off his hoodie, hung it on the rack next to the door and set his bag down. He went to the kitchen and got down a box of Hamburger Helper and checked the directions before getting the rest of the ingredients out. He grabbed a bag of precooked beef out of the freezer and tossed it into the sink, watching the few chunks of ice that had accumulated on it break off and start to melt. “Add that job to my list of things to do.”

**
“I still hate the fact you can't tell us who it is.” Alex grinned over his bottle at Jared.

The alpha shook his head. “Sorry.” He leaned back against his seat, watching the crowd in the club around them. “Nor can I introduce you to him until later. Rules are rules.”

“You know, I never know if I should hate you or love you for that job of yours.” Chad said from Alex's other side.

“And like I've been telling you for years, it's no big deal.” Jared took a long swig from his beer. He'd actually gone out with his friends for the sole purpose of trying not to think about Jensen. His other partners in porn had never affected him like the current omega. True, they'd not spent a lot of time off set with each other, but at times, he wanted to think there could be something more - even though establishing a relationship with your co-star was a bad idea no matter what film trade you were in. “Now are we going to sit here and people watch or shall we go shoot a few games of pool?”

*

Jensen let out a yawn as he finished putting away the last of the laundry. The past week and a half had been exhausting. He'd be moving into that isolated room tomorrow afternoon His father's friend Jeffery had been asking him again to move in with him. He knew that Jeffery wasn't pleased with the work he was doing - but with the money made from this project, he'd be able to get completely back on his feet. He also wasn't completely stupid - Jeffery was a divorced alpha whose ex-wife hadn't wanted children. Jeff was desperate for them and if he was honest with himself - the only difference between what he was doing for the porn studio and what he'd do for Jeffery was that he'd get to leave the studio eventually.

*
Jensen arrived on set first, just as it was planned - and he was quickly ushered into a room that was just a little smaller than the place he was currently calling home. There was a small kitchenette in one corner and a door led to a small bathroom. Dominating the room was a massive bed that took up more than it's share of space. He shivered, the first inkling of his heat pricking at his mind. His body wasn't demanding to be bred so much right now was it was to sleep - so it could keep up with desire. After checking the fridge - nothing but bottle water, fruit, cheese and some vegetables, he went over to the bed, took off his shoes and socks and settled down for a nap.

“You're sleeping?” Jared's voice came from across the room as the door that led out of the room was shut.

“Dozing.” Jensen yawned. “Didn't you do your research?”

“Well, a little.” Jared kicked off his own shoes and socks and explored the small room. “Oh hell no...”

“What?” Jensen wished Jared would just shut up and let him rest.

“There's hardly anything to eat in here.” He came over and sat on the bed. “Unless they've hidden it somewhere.”

Jensen stuffed the pillow under his chin. “I think the idea is that we won't be spending much time eating. Not to mention I'll be in no shape to cook.” He thought for a moment. “Do you know how to cook?”

The alpha laughed. “I can - a little. I can make pasta...” He thought for a moment. “And pasta... and...”

“If we were meeting a hundred years ago, I'd have expected you to bring me game that you had killed before I even thought of letting you into bed. I might have had to cook it, but you'd have to at least know how to hunt, capture, kill and skin the damn thing.” Jensen chuckled.

Jared laid down and stretched out on the bed. “You know, a nap is starting to sound good.”

*

Jensen wasn't sure how much later it was when he woke up. He tugged off his shirt, not even shivering at the coolness of the room as he staggered to his feet, catching the faint scent of Jared wafting from the other side of the bed and he could feel the slick running down his legs as he turned in the direction of that smell. His whole body was aching - longing for what the man could give him. “Jared?”

The alpha sat up and then let out a low growl. “Jen.” He sat up and crawled across the bed. “You smell incredible.” He pressed his face against the younger and shorter man's neck, breathing in his scent. “And eager...” He added as Jensen tried to climb into his lap.

“Please...” He whimpered, rubbing his groin against Jared's hip. “Please...”

The alpha responded by laying him down and kissing him softly. He tugged Jen's sleep pants off and moaned at the sight. “Oh, darlin, you are drenched.” He leaned down and ran his tongue over Jen's mouth. “All hot and wet - ready for my knot.”

Jensen whimpered, spreading his legs. “Yes.” He knew his face was flushed and he barely cared what he looked like now. He moaned as he felt the tip of Jared's cock brushing against his entrance. “Need it... please...”

Jared responded by driving his aching cock into Jensen in one hard thrust, burying himself almost completely. “Been dying to knot you for days.” He started pumping his hips against the gasping omega, barely noticing the man was trembling under his assault. “Dreamed about it.”

Jensen let out a soft cry as Jared kept taking him. “You...” He gasped. “More.” He wrapped his legs around Jared's waist.

“Oh, I'll give you more.” He set his hands flat on the bed and heard a loud bang as the headboard hit the wall, already feeling his knot swelling at the base of his cock. “Just wait until I get my knot in you.”

In response, Jensen tightened his grip on Jared's waist, trying desperately to keep the alpha in him. His hips moved in time with the other man's thrusts, trying to keep him inside. “So... so good...”

Jared let out a groan and shoved his knot into Jensen's waiting body and gasped as it swelled to twice it's size just on contact with the omega's pussy. “Damn, sweetheart...” He rutted against the omega. “Had no idea you were this good of a fuck.”

Jensen's laugh was half cry, half gasp. “Don't stop... more... please...”

“Oh, not going to stop.” He rutted harder against the omega. “Wouldn't dare.”

The omega let out a choked sound as he came, still aware of Jared thrusting in his body, the alpha's knot swelling even more. “Jar...ed...” He gasped out.

“Yeah.” He grunted, feeling his arms trembling from supporting him - he closed his eyes and threw his head back as he let go, feeling wave after wave of come shoot out of his cock, filling the willing and waiting omega's womb with his seed. Jared moved to support his body on his lower arms, resting his forehead on one of the pillows as his hips still rutted against Jensen's. He had a feeling it'd be at least half an hour before he would be able to pull out of the omega. “Fuck, baby.”

Jensen made a small noise and seemed to find his voice. “Damn.” He let his body unclench and he took a deep breath.

Jared felt him relax and rolled them over so they both could rest and he wouldn't have to worry about crushing Jensen under his weight. He rubbed the man's back in slow circles, smiling when Jensen rested his head on his collarbone. “Not sleepy, are you?”

“No, just catching my breath.” He rubbed his cheek against the man. “Glad I didn't have any lines to remember to say.”

Jared tugged gently at the omega's hair, chuckling. “Lines? What lines?”

Jensen shivered as he felt the need starting to build in his body again and he rose up to balance on his knees, Jared's cock and knot still buried in him as he started to rut down against the alpha. “This okay?”

He growled softly, sliding his hands onto Jensen's hips, guiding his movements. “Course it is, sweetheart.” He watched the omega ride him slowly, letting him to most of the work - he'd change that soon enough. “You look incredible.”

“Do I?” Jensen's smile didn't waver. “You feel incredible.” He leaned down on his hands to get some leverage. “So big and filling.”

Jared wrapped his arms around the omega so he could press their lips together in a wet, messy kiss. He didn't want to break any contact as he rolled them over to their sides so he could rut against the man. He had a feeling that he should think about being able to pull out of Jensen in hours, not minutes.

*
Seven hours. They had fucked for almost seven straight hours on the first wave of Jensen's heat. Jared knew that the brief sleep Jen was in now wouldn't last. He himself had only slept for three hours and now, now he was waiting for the sweet little omega to wake up so they could go back at it. He brushed a stray lock of hair off Jensen's forehead and kissed him softly. The sex had been incredible - better than he dreamed it would be. Then again, he'd never fucked an omega who was in heat before.

He got up from the bed and crossed to the small kitchenette to get some bottled water and a package of protein bars. If they were going to be staying in bed for a while, they needed fuel. When he came back, he was surprised to find that Jensen was still sleeping. He always figured that the omega was a light sleeper. He got back into bed and leaned against the headboard, opening a bottle of water and taking a long swig. In the dim light, he paused when he caught sight of several dark marks on the sleeping omega's hips. He set the bottle down and leaned down, brushing his fingers against the unknown abrasions and noticed that Jensen whimpered in pain when he touched them.

“Shit.” He whispered and set his hand flat - the marks lined up perfectly. “Oh, shit...” The floaty, happy feeling he'd been experiencing a few minutes ago was gone. It wasn't that he'd planned on hurting Jensen, but he had. He laid down in the bed, curling around the sleeping omega. “You just rest as long as you need.” He hugged the man, glad that while the room had plenty of cameras, they picked up no sound.

**
Jensen was honestly surprised he didn't drown for the time he spent in the shower. His heat had lasted four and a half days and he wasn't sure what he wanted more, sleep or real food. He turned off the water and staggered out into the bathroom, wrapping a towel around his waist. He'd taken note of the several bruises, having already expected their appearance. After drying himself and shrugging into his clothes, he went out into his dressing room. Filming was on hiatus until it was confirmed if he was or wasn't pregnant. Jensen could have told the directors right now that he was - after all the sex he and Jared had, there would have had to have been some seriously mixed up biology for him not to be.

After his pregnancy was confirmed, filming would be a little better paced and it wouldn't be as hardcore as it had been. Light, easy sex is what the director called it. There wasn't so much going to be film as there would be photographs. Photography sessions were far easier to handle than filming ones.

“Knock knock...” Kelly stuck her head into the room. “Can I come in?”

“Sure.” Jensen sat down to put on his shoes.

“I brought you something to eat.” She set down a foam container and a large bottle of tea. “Figured you had to be starving.”

“Thanks.” He flipped the box open and grinned. “I can't remember the last time I had steak and eggs.”

“Well, you enjoy.” She sat down at the table and started to check a few things on her I-Pad.

*
Jared settled down on his couch to catch up on all the shows he had missed in the past few days. He really hadn't thought much about it when he left here for the studios. His Tivo was already set up to record all these shows anyway. He absently tossed a piece of popcorn into the air and caught it in his mouth. He wasn't sure what he'd do on this filming break.

He thought about calling Jensen, asking him if he wanted to come over and just - hang out - but that somehow sounded wrong to him. The omega seemed to be doing his best to try and keep things professional, which Jared knew was what he should be doing, but it was just too hard at times. Perhaps the infuriating thing for him was that Jensen was a very sweet, charming and amazing omega - and no one had snapped him up yet. If Jared had met the guy before all this started, he'd have Jensen with him right now - and he'd kill any other alpha who even looked at him wrong.

He set the popcorn bowl aside and folded his arms, not particularly interested in the show he was watching.

**
Jensen set the test strip down and turned to look at the door of the bathroom. If he and Jared had an actual relationship - he would have wanted the alpha in here with him. He brushed a hand through his hair and then went to the door. He should feel utterly elated right now, but instead, his heart felt empty. He set a hand on his flat stomach, knowing what was going on under his palm. “I'm sorry, baby.” He shook off the urge to cry and left the bathroom. He had a phone call to make.

*
Jared could actually feel his mindset shift as he hung up with the director. Jensen was pregnant. He sat for a moment, staring at his phone, still in disbelief. Thirty minutes ago, he'd been thinking about heading off with friends for a ski weekend to enjoy the impending snow and now - now his thoughts completely shifted. It would take a while for the next filming date to be set - and the threat of a snowstorm moving into the area... his mind shifted again, focusing on the gray clouds outside, the few flakes already dancing in front of the glass. He forgot about skiing, he forgot about his friends - all the could think of was the fact that it was going to snow and for all he knew, Jensen needed something and couldn't get out due to the weather. He already knew the omega didn't have a car, at least not a reliable one.

“I should go.” After putting his wallet and phone into his pockets, he grabbed his coat and keys and got ready to go to the store. He'd go pick up a few basic things, drop them off at Jensen's and come home. There wasn't much meant behind it, he was just doing it to be considerate.

*
Jared was starting to question his sanity as he tried to navigate through the crowded market, packed with people who were trying to do the same thing he was. He supposed it also didn't help that he kept consulting his smart-phone to see what was the best thing of a certain type to purchase for a pregnant omega. By the time he was able to get a half-gallon of milk, a loaf of bread, plus a few other items, he was stunned to find that when he came outside, the snow had become heavy and his car was already half-covered when he got here. “Shit.” He set the two bags into the passenger seat and brushed his car off the best he could, glad that at least most people had realized the weather was awful before he did and most of the parking lot had cleared out.

The roads were an adventure in and of themselves, not to mention Jensen lived in a part of town he was unfamiliar with. By the time he arrived at the house where his coworker was supposed to live, Jared was seriously worried about how the hell he was going to get back home. He pulled into the drive behind a snow covered lump he assumed was the omega's unreliable car and frowned at the address he was given. “Six-twenty one and a half?” He squinted through the heavy snow and saw the fine porch of six-twenty one, right above him - and then he looked straight ahead. A door, already half buried in snow, was about fifteen feet away. “Oh you have to be kidding me...” He grabbed the two bags of groceries and stepped out into the snowstorm.

Not only had the snow gotten heavier, it was now much colder and he had the sinking feeling he might not make it back to his loft downtown tonight. He knocked hard on the door twice, hoping that Jensen didn't have the radio on, or was in the shower or something.

Jensen had been rather shocked when there was a knock on the door, as Mrs. Andover wouldn't venture out in this weather - unless it an emergency - but it was more likely she would have called than anything. He glanced out the glass and could see nothing in the whirling snow. “Weird.” He undid the locks and braced himself for the cold before opening the door. The person on the other side was one of the last he expected to see. “Jared?” He blinked at the alpha. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Uh... I thought you might need a few things so...” His voice trailed off.

Jensen shook his head. “Get in here before you freeze or get turned into the abominable snow monster.” He stepped aside to let the taller man in. “Uh, it's probably be better if you just took your shoes off instead of just wiping them on the mat.”

“Yeah.” Jared felt rather foolish as Jensen locked the door behind them. He set the two bags down as he took off his coat and shoes and then took a look around the place Jensen called home. It was small. Jared couldn't believe that Jen was living in a place that was about a fifth of the size of his own loft, if that. The air was heavy with the scent of some kind of soup, laced with a linen scented candle. “I - I'm sorry about doing this...” He came over to the kitchenette and set the two bags on the counter. “I just, the director called and...”

Jensen held up his hand. “It's okay. Really.” He sighed. “If I had known company was coming, I would have cleaned up a bit more.” He looked into the bags. “Thank you - and actually, I did need milk.” He gave the alpha a small smile. “Saves me the trouble of going up and asking my neighbor.” He put the carton in the fridge.

He shrugged. “I - how bad is this weather supposed to get, do you know?”

“We're supposed to get two feet of snow - and that's the light prediction.” He gave Jared the once over. “I don't think you'll be getting back to your place tonight.” He sighed. “You really should have called first.”

“I'm sorry, I just...” He held up his arms in surrender. “I was just trying to be helpful.”

The omega repressed a chuckle. “Well, I appreciate it.”
*

Jensen wrapped himself in another blanket and sat down on the couch, glancing over at Jared who was sitting in the other corner. “I'm sorry you're stuck here for the night.”

Jared shook his head. “It's fine. The soup was excellent.” He managed a weak smile. “I'm glad we were able to eat while it was still hot.”

“I know.” He kept his focus on the candle in the center of the coffee table, the only light left after the power failed two hours ago. “Afraid breakfast won't be much.”

“Don't start on that...” Jared let out a breath. “Are you cold?”

“No.”

“You're lying.” The alpha slid across the couch and wrapped the blanket he was using around Jen, pulling the omega against him. “Stress and cold can't be good for you.”

The omega tensed for a moment and then relaxed, snuggling against Jared. “I just... it's hard.”

He hugged the omega, pressing his cheek against his hair. “I'm sorry for being such an ass. It was weird, I - got the call from the director and it was like something went off in my head.”

Jensen chuckled. “It might be temporary insanity.”

“I... I don't think it is.” He let out a breath. “I went out in a blizzard.”

“Yeah, you're temporarily insane.” Jensen's shoulders slumped. “I'm sorry. I just - I have to be careful, that's all.”

“I just - I just wish I could help.” He brushed his thumb against Jensen's cheek. “I don't understand, Jen.”

“Understand what?” He sniffled.

“What a wonderful guy like you is doing the job you do.” He sighed. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have...”

“I need the money.” Jensen's voice sounded rough. “I was married, me and Misha - we uh, things used to be great. I was able to stay home, take care of the house - and do all those domestic things omegas like me love to do. We talked about having kids and then Misha got sick.” He made a whimpering sound. “He got... very sick.”

“Oh, Jen...” Jared tightened his grip on the omega, his heart clenching in sympathy.

“After he...” His voice cracked. “After he died... the bills, the everything... it just - it just wiped everything out. I lost the house, practically everything that was in it - I was too stubborn to ask for help - I thought I could make it. Then the bottom fell out and my friend Jeffery found out about it all. He chewed me out for not coming to him for help... I just...”

Jared tightened the embrace. “Shh... it's okay. It's okay... I shouldn't have asked.”

“Well, you would have found out eventually.” He sighed and closed his eyes. “I just - I can't risk something happening to me again. The money from this production will be enough to help us get back on our feet. I can get a decent job...”

“I think what you need right now is some sleep.” Jared smoothed his hair down. “And not worry for a little while.”

“Not worrying is hard.” Jensen let Jared lead him into the other room and settled him on the large bed. “I just...”

“No more talk.” He laid the omega down and covered him with the two blankets Jensen had been using to keep warm. “Rest.”

Jensen yawned. “I... okay.” His voice suddenly sounded much softer, as if he was actually relaxed. “You too.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” Jensen yawned as Jared slid under the covers and snuggled up behind him. “You're warm.”

“That's a good thing, right?” He closed his eyes and rested his head against the shorter man.

“Very good.” Jen's voice was barely audible as he slipped off into sleep.

*
When Jared woke up the next morning, he forgot where he was for a minute. He sat up and saw Jensen lighting a few candles, along with a hurricane lamp in the other room. It wasn't as cold as he expected in the small apartment and he quietly made his way over to where Jensen was. “Good morning.”

“Morning.” Jensen replied and yawned. “I'm sorry, there won't be any coffee this morning.”

“It's okay.” He frowned. “Are you still tired?”

“I'll be fine.” He shrugged. “The snow hasn't let up yet, I don't know when it's supposed to stop.”

Jared walked over to the only windows in the place and looked out. He could barely make out the snow covered lump that was his car - the hood seemed to be level with the ground. “Shit.” He said under his breath. “I hope some of that is drift.” He added as he came back over to the counter.

“I think it is.” He set his sandwich down and looked at it for a moment. “Care for one?” He indicated his breakfast.

“No... no thank you.” Jared sat down and picked up his phone from where he left it last night. He pushed a few buttons and groaned inwardly. “It's supposed to keep snowing all day and night - I thought we were only supposed to get two feet - the prediction has changed to four.”

“Only two feet?” Jensen shook his head. “I will say this - I'll take four feet of snow over four inches of ice any day of the year.”

“Oh absolutely.” He couldn't even begin to think about the type of damage that much ice could do. “I guess there's no point in trying to dig my car out, even a little.” He turned the phone off and set it down. “Guess I should save the battery on that.”

“Yeah.” He stretched. “Well, it's snowing, we have no power and the only game I have is a deck of cards.”

“I'm sure we can manage.” Jared rubbed the back of his neck and grimaced when his stomach rumbled. “On second thought... maybe I will have a sandwich.”

**

The blizzard, in Jensen's mind, changed a lot of things between him and Jared. The snow kept the alpha trapped in his home for two whole days, most of which they didn't have any electricity. While he didn't want to doubt Jared's sincerity towards him, it wouldn't be a good idea for the two of them to get involved at this point. They were supposed to be coworkers, nothing more - but the fact that Jared had just dropped everything and come to check on him - that spoke a few things to Jensen. Mainly that Jared might, just might, actually give a damn. Either that, or his alpha instincts to protect had finally kicked in or something and he realized that this project they were in wasn't as easy as he first thought.

He was glad they got to stop the clinical talk during their scenes. It would all be dubbed over the shots now. Jensen shrugged back into his robe, glancing over his shoulder at Jared, who was already dressed and kept shooting glances his way.

“Hey.” Jared's voice caused him to look up. “I think you need these.” He held out Jensen's sandals.

“Thanks.” He took the shoes and put them on, wincing faintly when he stood up. “You didn't have to wait for me.”

“I figured I should help out a little.” The two of them walked off set together. “How are you doing?”

“Fine. No morning sickness, I'm getting plenty of sleep - and apart from my feet swelling a little, I'm good.” Jensen held the front of his robe closed tightly with his hand, feeling himself blush. “Uh...” He waited until they were in the hallway before continuing to talk. “I'm thinking I'm going to have to move soon.”

“Jen?” Jared set a hand on his shoulder, stopping the two of them. “Is it...” The alpha looked worried. “There's something else going on there, isn't it?”

He sighed and they went into his dressing room. “Jeff's been asking me to move in with him. I'm starting to think I should.” He sat down on the small couch. “I won't have to pay for rent or food - I wouldn't have to worry so much.”

Jared sat down and tentatively put his arm around him. “Is there - shit, Jen, why didn't you say something?”

“What was I supposed to say?” He stood up and walked across the room, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and boxers. “It's not like we're a couple Jared.” He pulled the items on and tossed off his robe. “This was supposed to be professional and we're supposed to keep it that way!”

“Pardon my alpha tendencies, but what does Jeffery say about the baby?” He stood up and crossed the room, staying several feet away from Jensen. “He knows you're pregnant, doesn't he?”

“Of course he knows.” Jen's hand instinctively went to his slightly rounded belly. “He - he supports my giving it up for adoption.” His voice cracked as he turned around, grabbing the small dresser behind him for support. “I can't afford to get involved. I keep thinking that I shouldn't have even tried to get this part - I should have been satisfied with the money from modeling, but for...”

Jared grabbed him a tight hug. “I'm sorry.”

He bit back tears and snorted. “What do you have to be sorry for?”

“If I hadn't... I suppose I should say I'm sorry for picking you out of the group that was auditioning - and at the same time, I'm not very sorry at all.” He pulled back slightly and lifted the omega's chin with his hand. “We only have one more day of filming before this goes straight to photography. We won't get to see each other that often - and I don't think I can stand that.”

“That's your inner alpha showing, Jared.” He swallowed. “You can't....” His words were cut off when Jared kissed him. Jared hadn't kissed him since he was in heat. The sensation of lips on lips was something that he missed - and now that he had it, it went straight to his emotions. The whole reason he'd wanted to avoid kissing was the way he reacted to it. Jared's tongue brushed along the seam of his lips and he parted them, moaning slightly when he felt the alpha slip inside. If he was thinking clearly, he would push Jared away, make him leave the room, something - now, now all he wanted to do was keep kissing him.

It was Jared who pulled away enough to talk. “I want you Jen, so help me I do...” He ran his fingers through Jensen's hair, the other hand sliding down the man's back. “There's always been someone watching us. I've never gotten to be truly alone with you.”

He nuzzled the taller man's neck. “Been having naughty dreams, Jared?”

“Oh Jen...” He pressed a light kiss on the man's lips. “Not just naughty - some are sweet.”

He rested against the taller man, hugging him. “I... I don't...”

“Don't what, Jen?” He closed his eyes, letting out a breath.

“I don't want to live with Jeffery... and.... and I don't know if I can give up the baby.” He let out a weak laugh. “I had no idea.... I'd get attached.”

Jared pulled back slightly. “I didn't plan on getting attached to my costar.”

“You're.... what?” He looked at the man confused.

“Attached to my costar.” He kissed Jensen's nose. “You want to go get some dinner?”

“I think the dining place in the studio is closed, Jared.” He frowned.

“I'm thinking of some place else.” He brushed Jen's hair with his hand. “Tell me, do you like Italian?”

*
Jensen held onto the pillars of the headboard as Jared thrust in and out of him at a slow pace. When they fucked on set, it was hard and fast - with no thought of pleasure or time. Now, lying in Jared's bed, his legs loosely resting on the alpha's hips, it was nothing but. He could feel every inch of the man's cock moving in him, drawing out moans and gasps from him. His face was flushed and he didn't trust himself to move his hands from where they were. “Jared...” He whimpered.

“I know, sweet.” Jared planted his hands more firmly against his mattress as he moved against his lover. “You feel incredible.” He moved a little faster, enjoying the heat spreading through him. “So hot and amazing.” He leaned down and kissed Jensen's neck. “Always are.”

Jensen arched his hips upward, drawing Jared deeper. “You're huge.” He grinned at the look on Jared's face. “Told you that the first time... you're huge, filling and I love it.” He threw back his head as his orgasm washed over him. “Love having you in me.”

Jared let out a grunting sound as he released himself inside the omega. “I don't know how I ever leave.” He pulled Jensen into a strong hug, smiling when he felt him wrap his arms and legs around him. “I mean that.”

“I think you only leave because you have to.” He let out a breath. “I hate the fact we can never snuggle on set. Not since...”

“I know.” He closed his eyes. “I still dream about us when you were in heat, Jen. How it was almost like no one was watching us - though that could have been the hormones doing the thinking.”

“It probably was.” Jensen yawned. “No call tomorrow.”

“Nope.” He tightened his hold on the omega. “You have plans?”

“I need to go the store - get a few things. Nothing that requires me being there before, say - two in the afternoon.”

“Good.” He kissed Jen's forehead. “We can sleep late.”

**
“I don't want you getting hurt, Jensen.” Jeffery frowned across the table at the young omega. “This could be disastrous.”

Jensen kept his focus on his plate, one hand was resting on the table, the other on his stomach. “I'm being careful.” He glanced upward, slightly frightened by the look on Jeff's face. “As soon as it's not safe, I'll leave.”

“I told your father I'd look out for you.” Jeff reached across the table and put his hand on Jen's. “I don't want you to have to leave Jared, Jensen. I don't want you to be there at all.”

He swallowed hard. “I can't just walk away from the production, Jeff. I'd have to give the money back and half of it's already been spent on taking care of things I couldn't afford before.”

“Damn the money!” Jeff barely managed to keep his voice quiet. “I blame myself for this. I should have been there when Misha passed away.”

Jensen bit back the remark that Jeff would have most likely thrown out his suppressants and gotten him pregnant mere weeks after his late husband's death. “I will be fine, Jeff.” He pulled his hand away from the much older Alpha. He'd make this thing between and Jared work - somehow.

**
Jared had the overwhelming urge to go throw a blanket over Jensen. The omega was lying on couch, his button down shirt fastened only halfway down. The rest of the shirt was spread open, revealing his lover's very round belly. Jensen's hand rested lightly on the expanse, his head rested on his other arm, which was draped over the side of the couch. All he wanted to do was gather the omega up in his arms and hide him from that nosy beta director and that pale faced photographer that had an expression on his face Jared wanted to punch off. That was his sweet Jen lying there, his belly out for everyone to see.

“All right, I think we've gotten plenty of you alone.” The director snapped Jared from his thoughts.

“You want me to change locations?” Jensen sat up, wincing as he stretched.

“No, you're good.” He looked over. “Jared, go over there and sit behind him.”

He nodded in reply, going onto the set and slipping onto the couch, letting the omega rest against him. “The heat from all these lights can't be good for you.” He whispered against Jen's ear.

“The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can escape to a cool shower, or something.” He leaned his head back over Jared's shoulder.

“That's great.” The director's voice called from across the room. “Jen, you look fantastic... Jared...”

He didn't even wait for the instruction. He put his hand on Jensen's rounded belly, aware that the omega started to breath faster on contact. “You okay?” He whispered.

“Think so.” He swallowed and closed his eyes.

Jared heard the photographer take a few shots and then, under his palm, he felt a soft push. His heart rate jumped and he knew he had to have a stunned expression on his face. That was the baby - the baby was moving inside Jen right now as he had his hands on him. His other hand reached around to cup the bottom of the omega's distended belly, a proud smile spreading across his face.

He'd made Jensen look this way. He'd put the baby moving under his hands in there - Jen had let him do that. How could they have been living together for three months and he'd never felt this. This surge just reinforced his need to carry the omega way from prying eyes.

“All right, new angle you two...” The director's voice called him back to reality.
**
Jensen smiled as he played with Jared's hair. He was leaning against a small mountain of pillows on their bed. His shirt was lying forgotten on the floor while Jared suckled at one of his breasts, the other hand resting on his belly. “Taste good?”

“Very.” Jared licked at the nipple. “Didn't know it'd be this amazing.” He caught the trickle of milk running away from him and laved it up. “So glad no one is watching us.” He kissed the tender flesh. “I don't ever want anyone to watch us again.”

“Me neither.” He closed his eyes and rested his head against the pillows as Jared continued to nurse from him.

**
“I just wish you'd tell me where we're going.” Jensen shifted in his seat, glancing into the backseat of the car, where their daughter was sleeping in her carrier. “You know how much I hate surprises.”

“You'll like this one.” Jared glanced over at him, grinning. “Trust me.”

“I've heard that from you before, Jay.” He chuckled as they turned down a road. “Could you at least give me a hint?”

“I want to show you something. Some place I haven't been in a while - and the only reason I don't stay there is because I liked city living a little too much.” They turned off onto a gravel drive.

“Well...” Jensen looked out at the passing fields. “This is sort of the middle of nowhere, Jared.”

“Not as much as you think. Close your eyes.” He stopped for a moment and pulled a blindfold out from his pocket and put it around the omega's head. “This is just to make sure you don't peek.”

“I won't.” Jensen smiled slightly. “Is - I hate not being able to check on Nola.”

Jared glanced in the backseat. “Baby Girl is still sleeping, don't worry.” He started up the drive again. “It's not too much further. He eased the car around a curve and then down a small incline. “Almost there.” He stopped the car and parked it. “Just stay there.”

“Okay.” He swallowed as he heard the door open and shut. There was a crunch of gravel and then heard the back door open and Jared got the carrier out. “Can I unbuckle my seat-belt at least?”

“Yeah.” Jared replied as he shut the door.

After taking off the belt, he heard his door open and then Jared took both his hands and helped him down from the car. “You have Nola?” He felt a hand squeeze his.

“Carrier is in the other hand. Five steps forward to the end of the car.”

He nodded in response and let the alpha lead him a few feet forward and then there was a crunch as the carrier was set down. There was the smell of hay and something flowery close by.

“All right.” He heard Jared step up behind him and pull off the blindfold. “Here's the surprise.”

He opened his eyes and gasped. Standing in front of the three of them was a two story log house with a massive porch. “What... Jared?” He turned to look at his partner, confused. “I don't understand.”

“It's home, Jen.” He came over and kissed the omega on the nose, before bending down to pick up the carrier. “Our home.” He led his family up to the house. “My grandparents left it to me years ago - the only reason I never sold it was because someday I wanted to live here with a family - and well...”

“You have that.” He squeezed Jared's hand. “I think this... is a wonderful surprise.”

“I'm glad you like it.” He unlocked the door and swung it open. “Welcome home, Jensen.” He looked down at the sleeping newborn. “And you too, Nola.”