FIC: Bless My Soul
This has been sitting on my hard-drive since FEBRUARY. I honestly just want to post it to get it out of limbo, and I don't know if I can post it to any RPS comms I know of because of the Sandy-factor. So it will just live here for right now, feel free to make suggestions as to where this could go.
Title: Bless My Soul
Author: memphis86
Pairings/Characters: Jared/Jensen, Jared/OMC, Sandy/OMC, Jensen/Jared/Sandy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~2,900
Disclaimer: It's all lies! Lies and trickery!
Summary: AU fusion with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Sex! Monsters! Science! More sex! Men in corsets! Starring Jared Padalecki as a sexually confused young man, and Jensen Ackles as the creature he loves. Featuring guest appearances by Sandy McCoy as Jared's secretly slutty fiancée, and Jeffrey Dean Morgan as their college professor.
Author's Notes: If you've never seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show, this will make NO SENSE. I mean, less sense then it does already...
Bless My Soul
The first thing Jared thought as he buried his face in the creature's neck, was that the smell wasn't right.
It was a mix of rainwater and that strange, antiseptic smell he remembered lingering in the laboratory. The skin, he tentatively tasted with a swipe of his tongue, was also just slightly off. Soft as a newborn baby, wet from the rain, yet there was a sterile taste. It was eerily reminiscent of bowling shoes, and Jared laughed to himself.
My God, the doctor really did make himself a man from scratch, he thought.
Of course his first thoughts upon seeing the creature rise up off of the slab, covered in bandages and shaking, were more along the lines of: Gorgeous, perfect... Fuckable?!
The last thought threw him for a moment, and he looped his arm through Sandy's and brought her close, ignoring the similar wide-eyed stare she wore. He bit back the urge to say, "Watch the drool there, darling."
The creature--no, Jensen, (The doctor had named him after some obscure German or Swiss anatomist, playfully calling him "Jenny") was still shivering all over; though Jared had a feeling it didn't have much to do with having been out in the rain. Jensen was rubbing himself against Jared, cupping his shoulders and squeezing them. Jared lifted his head off of his neck, only to have his face nuzzled by Jensen's. The quiet, incoherent grunts he was making sent all the blood rushing to his groin, again.
Again, because for the second time that night, Jared was breaking the vows he had made to Sandy when he proposed to her that morning (after their friend's wedding). She was wearing his ring, and he was getting ready to fuck his second man of the evening.
Why did their car have to get that flat tire? Why did they trudge through the rain to the strange castle in the first place? Why didn't they leave after the doctor had refused them a phone, stripped them to their underwear, and sent them to separate rooms for the night (all the while he was off fucking his newly hatched boytoy)?
They were either really that naive, or quite possibly idiots.
Then again, he wasn't exactly the only one who had been seduced by the strange doctor. After his initial deflowering; (He was saving himself for Sandy! He was a good boy!), Jared had left the room to find her and apologize, only to stumble upon a set of monitors in the doctor's lab. There on the screen, was the good doctor licking his way into her open legs, as she writhed beneath him. The sound was on and he could hear the moans, hear her breathe out "Yes! Yes!” and see her breasts, her nipples hard, falling and rising against the doctors ministrations.
He was sure he was supposed to be furious, but instead he found himself half-hard and dying to join them both.
Then he heard it, the soft whimpers. A strange half-crying sound the creature--Jensen, made in the corner of the lab. It was like he didn't understand language enough yet to cry properly. He was hunched over, still wearing those damn (far too small to be legal) gold lamé short-shorts, only he was covered in rainwater and mud and clutching his hand.
Jared moved swiftly toward him, forgetting the five-star porno on the television screen and crouching down next to the poor creature. Jensen had the slightest scratch on his hand; but it was new skin and sensitive to the slightest touch, as the doctor had explained earlier.
At first Jensen scrambled away from him, trying to hide his cut hand and staring at him with wide, wet eyes. Jared spoke softly, flashing him a kind smile. "Let me see your hand, please? I can help you.”
Jensen nodded and tentatively accepted the proffered help, Jared tore a piece of his nightshirt (which was already reduced to tatters from his romp earlier with the good doctor,) and wrapped Jensen's hand around it.
Jared squeezed his hand gently and, without thinking, placed a gentle kiss on it. "There, all better.”
Jensen smiled, clumsily. The muscles of his face still getting used to the particular movements, and in that moment all thoughts of Sandy left his head. Jared stepped closer and the creature let him fall into the curve of his body. Jared still towered over him somewhat, but found comfort in his soft, tanned arms.
Thoughts of how he got there and what he was doing left Jared's head once again as he sucked on Jensen's neck and that bastard moaned--fucking moaned the most sensual moan he'd ever heard and Jared pounced on top of him, knocking Jensen back down to the floor.
His hand slipped under the fabric of his shorts, and took a hold of Jensen's cock. Jared paused and wondered for a moment if it would taste like lab fluid; but when Jensen pulled him up and put those gorgeous lips to his, he stopped caring.
Jared moved back down Jensen's torso, and buried his nose in the cloth-covered crotch. Smelling the precome, (still that antiseptic scent, damn); he mouthed against the hardness as it grew and Jensen moaned again. Jared kissed his stomach, nipped a trail down towards his groin, taking time to dip his tongue in Jensen's bellybutton, earning a well-deserved mewl and a kick against the floor. Jared was still wary of the taste of Jensen's come, he looked up again and saw the look of pure desire in Jensen's eyes. Jared smiled and relaxed his shoulders, pulled out Jensen's cock and licked the leaking tip.
Jensen tasted fine, if a little bitter. Then again, Jared wasn't exactly a connoisseur of fine bodily fluids. Dr. Fuhrtër had done most of the work, Jared had just lay back and let himself be sucked and fucked (and even rimmed a little).
Remembering the doctor earlier--lord, he was still so new at this, he wrapped his lips around his teeth and took the cockhead into his mouth. Jensen gasped and began to fuck himself deeper into Jared's mouth, slowly. Jensen had all this control, like he knew that Jared needed to be treated with kid gloves, and Jared just moaned and hummed around the cock. His hand reached out and squeezed Jensen's perfect round ass, and the man came smooth down his throat. Jared swallowed and wondered if everyone tasted as good as Jensen, or if that was just another added bonus the doctor had thrown in. Does he come in cherry?
They somehow made it to the doctor's bathtub-like slab where a blanket was waiting. Jensen pulled effortlessly at the remains of Jared's clothes, and they came to pieces in his hands. He's stronger then he looks, Jared noted to himself.
It seemed the doctor not only gave him a fast recovery time (Jensen was hard again already? Jared was new at this but he'd hoped he would knock him out of a bit longer,) but apparently had time to teach Jensen something in his first day of life. His hands were in all the right places, touching his chest, rubbing his back and bringing their dicks together. "Lose these,” Jared tugged at the gold lamé short-shorts, which Jensen was only too happy to shimmy out of.
"Oh God, don't stop touching me, don't ever stop touching me.” Jared pleaded, and Jensen happily obliged.
Jared ground his hips into Jensen's touch, and ran his tongue across the length of his neck, finding his mouth (perfect fucking mouth) and kissing, licking, biting his way into it. It was the sweetest, most perfect and hottest kiss and all Jared could think of was taking Jensen home with him and chaining him to his bed for the rest of him life, so he could have this whenever he wanted. "Good, so fucking good!" Jared panted against Jensen's ear.
Jensen eased Jared down and straddled his hips. Jared furrowed his brow, they were missing a step weren't they? Just a few hours ago, the good doctor had been lubing, licking and stretching Jared open, making sure he was ready before they fucked. Jensen just grabbed his cock and thrust it into himself, and Jared screamed at the pleasure, the intense, perfect tight, perfect pressure perfect-
Holy fuck, the doctor had made himself the perfect man, the perfect fuck. Some assembly required, condoms and lube not needed.
Jensen clenched and pulled on his cock and it was much too much, Jared closed his eyes and tried to hold on longer. He wanted this feeling to stay, wanted to be good for Jensen, wanted to wrap him in blankets and feed him peanut M&M's and fuck! Where was this all coming from?
Jensen pulled Jared up by the shoulders so they were lap-fucking, and Jensen grabbed his face, kissing again until Jared finally opened his eyes. Jared stared at him, saw Jensen's eyes, his relaxed smile and then Jensen crinkled his eyes just so, bit his bottom lip and "Mmmmm!” Jensen hummed come splattering against Jared's chest.
It was sensory overload, Jared came and threw his head back. Jensen writhed on his lap, as if his ass was milking his come out. Jared wrapped his arms around Jensen, letting him pull out with a wet pop!
Jared laughed and wrapped the blanket around them, snuggling Jensen close.
As Jared drifted off he thought he heard Jensen attempt to speak, with a raw, rough voice echoing his own: "Good, so uhn, good…”
*****
Jared awoke to the sound of voices, familiar ones. Dr. Fuhrtër, Sandy, the doctor's assistant, and another voice he couldn't quite place but it brought him back to thoughts of college…
Then there was the more important matter at hand, like Jensen sucking on his cock like a lollipop. Jared ran the back of his hand along Jensen's cheek, he stopped and flashed him that sweet clumsy smile, and then went back to town on his cock. Jensen was sucking it as if his cock was ambrosia or manna from heaven and Jared just moaned and moaned and-
"Jared?!” Sandy yelled from one side of the odd tub-like slab. Jared stood up like a shot, and Jensen immediately adjusted to Jared, sitting up on his knees, lips still firmly wrapped around Jared's cock, obscured behind the side of the tub.
"Sandy?!” he exclaimed, taking in her similarly disheveled state. Oh yeah, she got good and fucked last night too. But he got it twice, once from an honest to god Adonis. Who was still sucking him off. Jared let his pyrrhic smugness wash away when he saw the man in the wheelchair next to her.
"Jared!” Professor Jeffrey D. Morgan, PhD echoed.
"Dr. Morgan!”
Jared then felt his eyes roll back and he saw stars as he came into Jensen's mouth, slamming his hand down on the side of the tub, "Augh!”
Jensen jumped up for a kiss and Jared's heart went *thump* as he tasted himself on Jensen's lips, but that's when Dr. Fuhrtër decided to yell:
"Jenny!” And Jensen stopped kissing him to turn and frown at his creator. Jared did not whine like a little girl. It was a very manly grunt.
"Jared!” Sandy repeated, confusion gone and anger seeping into her voice.
"Sandy…” Jared sighed.
"Jared?!” Dr. Morgan said, now taking in the sight of his student, naked and in a "bed” with a rather well-toned man.
"Dr. Morgan!” Seriously, it was weird, he and Sandy had been on their way to see him that night and now he was here!
"JENNY!” Dr. Fuhrtër snarled and Jensen's shoulders sunk as he pulled back on those horrible gold shorts.
Suddenly, the maid came in to the lab banging a gong and with a flourish and yelling "Dinner is served!”
Jared's stomach, the traitor, growled in tandem.
*****
The food looked sketchy, the meat (chicken, maybe turkey, it was almost inedible, though Jared really, really tried) was pushed to the side of his plate and he chewed on his dinner roll thoughtfully. Sandy was waving her emptied wineglass at the help, and then downing the dregs of it in quick gulps.
The doctor had finished singing "Happy Birthday" to Jensen who was licking the icing off of his plate after enjoying his first ever piece of cake. Sandy was trying to ignore the fact that Jensen's hand was resting firmly on her fiancée's thigh and Jared was trying to ignore his college professor ogling her breasts.
Dr. Morgan snapped out of it when Dr. Fuhrtër asked him why he came that night, and he launched into some soliloquy about his missing nephew. Sandy slammed down her fifth glass and hissed to Jared, "I slept with the doctor, so you know you're not the only one who got your rocks off tonight.”
Jared swallowed the last of his roll and bit back, "Well I knew that already, and I had him first.” He gave her a vindictive smile. Sandy narrowed her eyes and popped open another button on what was left of her blouse. She snatched up his wine and started gulping it down while making eyes at Dr. Morgan. Jared shuddered at the thought and turned to Jensen who was looking at him lovingly, offering him his dinner roll.
When Jared smiled, and took the roll, Jensen ran his hand all the way up Jared's thigh and cupped his balls; and while Jared was ready to surrender to dirty-secret-under-the-table-sex, Dr. Fuhrtër wasn't and he pulled the tablecloth off to reveal the corpse.
*****
Getting hit by the Medusa ray was not fun; and Jared wasn't exactly fond of the makeup, feather boa and corset (Jensen and Sandy looked amazing though.) The worst was that he really could have lived a full life without having to see Dr. Morgan in a garter belt and stockings, (and getting a little turned on by it.)
However, the best part of the whole ordeal was definitely the pool orgy.
Jensen was behind him, easing Jared onto his cock and Jared was filled, filled with love and pleasure and sex. Sandy was riding him, he was stroking and sucking her breasts and she was leaning over to kiss Jensen who happily obliged.
Sandy grabbed his cock and started rubbing it against her clit until Jared took it from her and thrust in the rhythm she set, and Jensen was breathing heavy in his ear and Jared was thinking how it should be like this always.
"Let's take him with us.” He whispered to Sandy, though there was no need. She bent down and he licked that sensitive spot on her neck and she groaned happily and Jensen fucked him a little harder. "We'll take him and we'll get a house together somewhere and it can be like this, always. We can teach him and take care of him and he'll be ours forever and we'll get married…”
Sandy was smiling at him and crying, "Yes! Yes!” even louder then she had with the doctor last night and she was coming, so he was coming and Jensen (never one to be left out) came-
Of course, that's when the batshit insane lab assistant decided to ruin Jared's good time.
*****
They were in Dr. Morgan's car. Sandy was in the passenger seat, and Dr. Morgan was driving since it was a handicapped-accessible vehicle. But mostly because Jared's arms felt like lead and Sandy couldn't drive stick.
Jared was sprawled across the backseat, his too-long legs were still cramped and a part of him noted that if Jensen had been able to join them, his legs would have been pushed up against the seat. But Jensen would have let him sprawl; either let Jared put his legs in his lap or he would have snuggled up against him in the seat, his hands roaming everywhere; and Jared would have been sweating about getting caught but Sandy would have given him that wicked look and distracted Dr. Morgan while they fooled around.
But Jensen was dead.
He died saving Jared, Sandy and Dr. Morgan. They were only able to escape because Jensen had charged that nutcase with the raygun and-
Got himself killed.
Jared had known him for a day, maybe less. And yet he felt the loss like he would if he lost Sandy. He didn't know how he was supposed to go on without him.
Sandy had given him back his ring once they were safe enough outside the house. They needed some time apart after all this, she said. He was saddened and relieved and lonely all at once and he wanted to vomit.
And yet, as he stared at the coming dawn, and thought of how the colors reminded him of those horrible, gold short-shorts, he laughed in spite of himself.
*****
Jared woke up laughing
Jensen groaned and buried himself under a pillow and made incoherent grumbles but that seemed to make Jared laugh even harder.
Jared seemed to quiet down for the moment letting out a thoughtful "Huh…” before slapping his hand against his forehead.
"Columbia! I forgot Columbia!" He shouted.
Jensen threw the pillow at him.
fin!
End notes: I have a love-hate relationship with this story. At first when I wrote it, I was cackling like a madwoman. But now there's this whole little side universe in my head where Jared goes back for Jensen and finds him still alive and dusts him off, takes him home and locks him in his bedroom for a month. Sandy shows up at some point to join them and Jared's all like, "C'mon, let's do it and be a real-life Michael Cunningham novel!" And Jensen makes an "I agree" sound and Sandy stays for a while and teaches Jensen to dress himself and not speak like a robot, but then peaces out when things get too J2-y and she realizes they love each other more. And so they live together and Jared angsts about whether Jensen is his sex-slave or his bf and eventually Jensen gets a job as an underwear model. And then I go to hell a little more... XD
In Woodstock until Sunday, send coooookies.
Title: Bless My Soul
Author: memphis86
Pairings/Characters: Jared/Jensen, Jared/OMC, Sandy/OMC, Jensen/Jared/Sandy
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~2,900
Disclaimer: It's all lies! Lies and trickery!
Summary: AU fusion with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Sex! Monsters! Science! More sex! Men in corsets! Starring Jared Padalecki as a sexually confused young man, and Jensen Ackles as the creature he loves. Featuring guest appearances by Sandy McCoy as Jared's secretly slutty fiancée, and Jeffrey Dean Morgan as their college professor.
Author's Notes: If you've never seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show, this will make NO SENSE. I mean, less sense then it does already...
Bless My Soul
The first thing Jared thought as he buried his face in the creature's neck, was that the smell wasn't right.
It was a mix of rainwater and that strange, antiseptic smell he remembered lingering in the laboratory. The skin, he tentatively tasted with a swipe of his tongue, was also just slightly off. Soft as a newborn baby, wet from the rain, yet there was a sterile taste. It was eerily reminiscent of bowling shoes, and Jared laughed to himself.
My God, the doctor really did make himself a man from scratch, he thought.
Of course his first thoughts upon seeing the creature rise up off of the slab, covered in bandages and shaking, were more along the lines of: Gorgeous, perfect... Fuckable?!
The last thought threw him for a moment, and he looped his arm through Sandy's and brought her close, ignoring the similar wide-eyed stare she wore. He bit back the urge to say, "Watch the drool there, darling."
The creature--no, Jensen, (The doctor had named him after some obscure German or Swiss anatomist, playfully calling him "Jenny") was still shivering all over; though Jared had a feeling it didn't have much to do with having been out in the rain. Jensen was rubbing himself against Jared, cupping his shoulders and squeezing them. Jared lifted his head off of his neck, only to have his face nuzzled by Jensen's. The quiet, incoherent grunts he was making sent all the blood rushing to his groin, again.
Again, because for the second time that night, Jared was breaking the vows he had made to Sandy when he proposed to her that morning (after their friend's wedding). She was wearing his ring, and he was getting ready to fuck his second man of the evening.
Why did their car have to get that flat tire? Why did they trudge through the rain to the strange castle in the first place? Why didn't they leave after the doctor had refused them a phone, stripped them to their underwear, and sent them to separate rooms for the night (all the while he was off fucking his newly hatched boytoy)?
They were either really that naive, or quite possibly idiots.
Then again, he wasn't exactly the only one who had been seduced by the strange doctor. After his initial deflowering; (He was saving himself for Sandy! He was a good boy!), Jared had left the room to find her and apologize, only to stumble upon a set of monitors in the doctor's lab. There on the screen, was the good doctor licking his way into her open legs, as she writhed beneath him. The sound was on and he could hear the moans, hear her breathe out "Yes! Yes!” and see her breasts, her nipples hard, falling and rising against the doctors ministrations.
He was sure he was supposed to be furious, but instead he found himself half-hard and dying to join them both.
Then he heard it, the soft whimpers. A strange half-crying sound the creature--Jensen, made in the corner of the lab. It was like he didn't understand language enough yet to cry properly. He was hunched over, still wearing those damn (far too small to be legal) gold lamé short-shorts, only he was covered in rainwater and mud and clutching his hand.
Jared moved swiftly toward him, forgetting the five-star porno on the television screen and crouching down next to the poor creature. Jensen had the slightest scratch on his hand; but it was new skin and sensitive to the slightest touch, as the doctor had explained earlier.
At first Jensen scrambled away from him, trying to hide his cut hand and staring at him with wide, wet eyes. Jared spoke softly, flashing him a kind smile. "Let me see your hand, please? I can help you.”
Jensen nodded and tentatively accepted the proffered help, Jared tore a piece of his nightshirt (which was already reduced to tatters from his romp earlier with the good doctor,) and wrapped Jensen's hand around it.
Jared squeezed his hand gently and, without thinking, placed a gentle kiss on it. "There, all better.”
Jensen smiled, clumsily. The muscles of his face still getting used to the particular movements, and in that moment all thoughts of Sandy left his head. Jared stepped closer and the creature let him fall into the curve of his body. Jared still towered over him somewhat, but found comfort in his soft, tanned arms.
Thoughts of how he got there and what he was doing left Jared's head once again as he sucked on Jensen's neck and that bastard moaned--fucking moaned the most sensual moan he'd ever heard and Jared pounced on top of him, knocking Jensen back down to the floor.
His hand slipped under the fabric of his shorts, and took a hold of Jensen's cock. Jared paused and wondered for a moment if it would taste like lab fluid; but when Jensen pulled him up and put those gorgeous lips to his, he stopped caring.
Jared moved back down Jensen's torso, and buried his nose in the cloth-covered crotch. Smelling the precome, (still that antiseptic scent, damn); he mouthed against the hardness as it grew and Jensen moaned again. Jared kissed his stomach, nipped a trail down towards his groin, taking time to dip his tongue in Jensen's bellybutton, earning a well-deserved mewl and a kick against the floor. Jared was still wary of the taste of Jensen's come, he looked up again and saw the look of pure desire in Jensen's eyes. Jared smiled and relaxed his shoulders, pulled out Jensen's cock and licked the leaking tip.
Jensen tasted fine, if a little bitter. Then again, Jared wasn't exactly a connoisseur of fine bodily fluids. Dr. Fuhrtër had done most of the work, Jared had just lay back and let himself be sucked and fucked (and even rimmed a little).
Remembering the doctor earlier--lord, he was still so new at this, he wrapped his lips around his teeth and took the cockhead into his mouth. Jensen gasped and began to fuck himself deeper into Jared's mouth, slowly. Jensen had all this control, like he knew that Jared needed to be treated with kid gloves, and Jared just moaned and hummed around the cock. His hand reached out and squeezed Jensen's perfect round ass, and the man came smooth down his throat. Jared swallowed and wondered if everyone tasted as good as Jensen, or if that was just another added bonus the doctor had thrown in. Does he come in cherry?
They somehow made it to the doctor's bathtub-like slab where a blanket was waiting. Jensen pulled effortlessly at the remains of Jared's clothes, and they came to pieces in his hands. He's stronger then he looks, Jared noted to himself.
It seemed the doctor not only gave him a fast recovery time (Jensen was hard again already? Jared was new at this but he'd hoped he would knock him out of a bit longer,) but apparently had time to teach Jensen something in his first day of life. His hands were in all the right places, touching his chest, rubbing his back and bringing their dicks together. "Lose these,” Jared tugged at the gold lamé short-shorts, which Jensen was only too happy to shimmy out of.
"Oh God, don't stop touching me, don't ever stop touching me.” Jared pleaded, and Jensen happily obliged.
Jared ground his hips into Jensen's touch, and ran his tongue across the length of his neck, finding his mouth (perfect fucking mouth) and kissing, licking, biting his way into it. It was the sweetest, most perfect and hottest kiss and all Jared could think of was taking Jensen home with him and chaining him to his bed for the rest of him life, so he could have this whenever he wanted. "Good, so fucking good!" Jared panted against Jensen's ear.
Jensen eased Jared down and straddled his hips. Jared furrowed his brow, they were missing a step weren't they? Just a few hours ago, the good doctor had been lubing, licking and stretching Jared open, making sure he was ready before they fucked. Jensen just grabbed his cock and thrust it into himself, and Jared screamed at the pleasure, the intense, perfect tight, perfect pressure perfect-
Holy fuck, the doctor had made himself the perfect man, the perfect fuck. Some assembly required, condoms and lube not needed.
Jensen clenched and pulled on his cock and it was much too much, Jared closed his eyes and tried to hold on longer. He wanted this feeling to stay, wanted to be good for Jensen, wanted to wrap him in blankets and feed him peanut M&M's and fuck! Where was this all coming from?
Jensen pulled Jared up by the shoulders so they were lap-fucking, and Jensen grabbed his face, kissing again until Jared finally opened his eyes. Jared stared at him, saw Jensen's eyes, his relaxed smile and then Jensen crinkled his eyes just so, bit his bottom lip and "Mmmmm!” Jensen hummed come splattering against Jared's chest.
It was sensory overload, Jared came and threw his head back. Jensen writhed on his lap, as if his ass was milking his come out. Jared wrapped his arms around Jensen, letting him pull out with a wet pop!
Jared laughed and wrapped the blanket around them, snuggling Jensen close.
As Jared drifted off he thought he heard Jensen attempt to speak, with a raw, rough voice echoing his own: "Good, so uhn, good…”
*****
Jared awoke to the sound of voices, familiar ones. Dr. Fuhrtër, Sandy, the doctor's assistant, and another voice he couldn't quite place but it brought him back to thoughts of college…
Then there was the more important matter at hand, like Jensen sucking on his cock like a lollipop. Jared ran the back of his hand along Jensen's cheek, he stopped and flashed him that sweet clumsy smile, and then went back to town on his cock. Jensen was sucking it as if his cock was ambrosia or manna from heaven and Jared just moaned and moaned and-
"Jared?!” Sandy yelled from one side of the odd tub-like slab. Jared stood up like a shot, and Jensen immediately adjusted to Jared, sitting up on his knees, lips still firmly wrapped around Jared's cock, obscured behind the side of the tub.
"Sandy?!” he exclaimed, taking in her similarly disheveled state. Oh yeah, she got good and fucked last night too. But he got it twice, once from an honest to god Adonis. Who was still sucking him off. Jared let his pyrrhic smugness wash away when he saw the man in the wheelchair next to her.
"Jared!” Professor Jeffrey D. Morgan, PhD echoed.
"Dr. Morgan!”
Jared then felt his eyes roll back and he saw stars as he came into Jensen's mouth, slamming his hand down on the side of the tub, "Augh!”
Jensen jumped up for a kiss and Jared's heart went *thump* as he tasted himself on Jensen's lips, but that's when Dr. Fuhrtër decided to yell:
"Jenny!” And Jensen stopped kissing him to turn and frown at his creator. Jared did not whine like a little girl. It was a very manly grunt.
"Jared!” Sandy repeated, confusion gone and anger seeping into her voice.
"Sandy…” Jared sighed.
"Jared?!” Dr. Morgan said, now taking in the sight of his student, naked and in a "bed” with a rather well-toned man.
"Dr. Morgan!” Seriously, it was weird, he and Sandy had been on their way to see him that night and now he was here!
"JENNY!” Dr. Fuhrtër snarled and Jensen's shoulders sunk as he pulled back on those horrible gold shorts.
Suddenly, the maid came in to the lab banging a gong and with a flourish and yelling "Dinner is served!”
Jared's stomach, the traitor, growled in tandem.
*****
The food looked sketchy, the meat (chicken, maybe turkey, it was almost inedible, though Jared really, really tried) was pushed to the side of his plate and he chewed on his dinner roll thoughtfully. Sandy was waving her emptied wineglass at the help, and then downing the dregs of it in quick gulps.
The doctor had finished singing "Happy Birthday" to Jensen who was licking the icing off of his plate after enjoying his first ever piece of cake. Sandy was trying to ignore the fact that Jensen's hand was resting firmly on her fiancée's thigh and Jared was trying to ignore his college professor ogling her breasts.
Dr. Morgan snapped out of it when Dr. Fuhrtër asked him why he came that night, and he launched into some soliloquy about his missing nephew. Sandy slammed down her fifth glass and hissed to Jared, "I slept with the doctor, so you know you're not the only one who got your rocks off tonight.”
Jared swallowed the last of his roll and bit back, "Well I knew that already, and I had him first.” He gave her a vindictive smile. Sandy narrowed her eyes and popped open another button on what was left of her blouse. She snatched up his wine and started gulping it down while making eyes at Dr. Morgan. Jared shuddered at the thought and turned to Jensen who was looking at him lovingly, offering him his dinner roll.
When Jared smiled, and took the roll, Jensen ran his hand all the way up Jared's thigh and cupped his balls; and while Jared was ready to surrender to dirty-secret-under-the-table-sex, Dr. Fuhrtër wasn't and he pulled the tablecloth off to reveal the corpse.
*****
Getting hit by the Medusa ray was not fun; and Jared wasn't exactly fond of the makeup, feather boa and corset (Jensen and Sandy looked amazing though.) The worst was that he really could have lived a full life without having to see Dr. Morgan in a garter belt and stockings, (and getting a little turned on by it.)
However, the best part of the whole ordeal was definitely the pool orgy.
Jensen was behind him, easing Jared onto his cock and Jared was filled, filled with love and pleasure and sex. Sandy was riding him, he was stroking and sucking her breasts and she was leaning over to kiss Jensen who happily obliged.
Sandy grabbed his cock and started rubbing it against her clit until Jared took it from her and thrust in the rhythm she set, and Jensen was breathing heavy in his ear and Jared was thinking how it should be like this always.
"Let's take him with us.” He whispered to Sandy, though there was no need. She bent down and he licked that sensitive spot on her neck and she groaned happily and Jensen fucked him a little harder. "We'll take him and we'll get a house together somewhere and it can be like this, always. We can teach him and take care of him and he'll be ours forever and we'll get married…”
Sandy was smiling at him and crying, "Yes! Yes!” even louder then she had with the doctor last night and she was coming, so he was coming and Jensen (never one to be left out) came-
Of course, that's when the batshit insane lab assistant decided to ruin Jared's good time.
*****
They were in Dr. Morgan's car. Sandy was in the passenger seat, and Dr. Morgan was driving since it was a handicapped-accessible vehicle. But mostly because Jared's arms felt like lead and Sandy couldn't drive stick.
Jared was sprawled across the backseat, his too-long legs were still cramped and a part of him noted that if Jensen had been able to join them, his legs would have been pushed up against the seat. But Jensen would have let him sprawl; either let Jared put his legs in his lap or he would have snuggled up against him in the seat, his hands roaming everywhere; and Jared would have been sweating about getting caught but Sandy would have given him that wicked look and distracted Dr. Morgan while they fooled around.
But Jensen was dead.
He died saving Jared, Sandy and Dr. Morgan. They were only able to escape because Jensen had charged that nutcase with the raygun and-
Got himself killed.
Jared had known him for a day, maybe less. And yet he felt the loss like he would if he lost Sandy. He didn't know how he was supposed to go on without him.
Sandy had given him back his ring once they were safe enough outside the house. They needed some time apart after all this, she said. He was saddened and relieved and lonely all at once and he wanted to vomit.
And yet, as he stared at the coming dawn, and thought of how the colors reminded him of those horrible, gold short-shorts, he laughed in spite of himself.
*****
Jared woke up laughing
Jensen groaned and buried himself under a pillow and made incoherent grumbles but that seemed to make Jared laugh even harder.
Jared seemed to quiet down for the moment letting out a thoughtful "Huh…” before slapping his hand against his forehead.
"Columbia! I forgot Columbia!" He shouted.
Jensen threw the pillow at him.
fin!
End notes: I have a love-hate relationship with this story. At first when I wrote it, I was cackling like a madwoman. But now there's this whole little side universe in my head where Jared goes back for Jensen and finds him still alive and dusts him off, takes him home and locks him in his bedroom for a month. Sandy shows up at some point to join them and Jared's all like, "C'mon, let's do it and be a real-life Michael Cunningham novel!" And Jensen makes an "I agree" sound and Sandy stays for a while and teaches Jensen to dress himself and not speak like a robot, but then peaces out when things get too J2-y and she realizes they love each other more. And so they live together and Jared angsts about whether Jensen is his sex-slave or his bf and eventually Jensen gets a job as an underwear model. And then I go to hell a little more... XD
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