Of Skinned Knees and Broken Hearts (1/4)
Title: Of Skinned Knees and Broken Hearts
Pairing: Jensen/Jared, Jensen/OMC
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, but they own my heart, and any other part of my anatomy that they want.
Summary: Jensen loves Jared. He really does. But, see, he also loves Jared’s twin brother, Luke, and well. Things get complicated. AU fic, R for implied sex and a blow job in the shower. *tempts*
For
loverstar, because she put a gun to my head and made me. Happy SPN Christmas in August!
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Jensen runs his fingertips down Jared’s smooth abdomen, enjoying the way the muscles ripple underneath his hands. "God, Jay," he murmurs reverently.
"Jen, please," Jared moans back as Jensen’s fingertips tease just below the edge of his underwear. Jensen’s about to rip off Jared’s jeans when suddenly the pants vibrate.
Jensen’s first thought, being the dirty boy that he is, is that Jared has a vibrator. However, all notions of kinky sex are effectively ruined as Jared pulls the vibrating cell phone out of his pocket.
"Hi, Sandy," Jared answers. Jensen huffs in annoyance; he doesn’t particularly like it when his boyfriend postpones hot sex to talk with his ex-wife on the phone. Jared pauses and his eyes flicker to Jensen’s briefly before he says, "No, I’m not busy. I can pick Danny up. No, really, it’s fine. Yeah, I know. Talk to you later, Sandy."
Jared hangs up and sighs. "Jensen…" he pleads, but it’s not the same as the way he was begging Jensen earlier. "Sandy can’t pick him up from baseball. I have to go."
"It’s her turn," Jensen whines and tries to hold on to Jared.
"Just because the law says that Sandy and I have shared custody over Danny doesn’t mean that I’m not fully responsible for my son," Jared says, pulling away from Jensen. He pulls his shirt back on, and the pleading look on his face doesn’t leave too much room for Jensen to argue.
"Fine. Go ahead, Jare," Jensen says grumpily. "Pick up your kid from baseball practice."
Jared smiles widely, already pulling his shirt back on. "I knew you’d understand," he says and kisses Jensen quickly on the cheek.
"Later, Jen!" he calls over his shoulder on his way out the door.
"Yeah, later," Jensen mutters, but Jared’s already gone.
Jensen’s still hard from his makeout session with Jared, before it was cut short by Sandy’s phone call. He has two options: Jerk off to porn, or… call Luke.
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Luke picks up the phone after one ring, and phone sex ensues, and then, once Luke arrives at Jensen’s apartment, gay sex follows.
Sex with Luke is nothing like sex with Jared, even if they both make the same face when they come. Luke fucks like it’s a sport and he’s a professional athlete, and there are no water breaks or time outs. Jared fucks like it’s an art form, and he traces the contours of Jensen’s body like he’s an artist and Jensen is the canvas. Both of the twins fuck Jensen like he’s the single most important thing in the world.
After sex with Jensen, Luke takes a shower like he’s won a championship game and is celebrating with his team in the locker room. After sex with Jensen, Jared likes to cuddle and murmur sweet words into Jensen’s ear, until the come finally dries on their skin and they have to go wash it off.
Jensen relaxes in bed enjoying the afterglow and he hears the sound of the shower turning on for Luke’s post-coital shower. The bed feels lonely, and the body heat that had warmed the bed was fading.. Quietly, Jensen crawls out of bed without getting dressed; clothes aren’t necessary for what he has in mind. He opens the bathroom door, and notices that the glass shower door is already foggy from the steam. Jensen can recognize the familiar outline of Luke’s body behind the shower door, and with a seductive smirk he slides the door back and purrs, "Mind if I join you?"
Luke doesn’t seem to mind at all, if his throbbing erection is any indication. Jensen climbs in the shower, embracing the warm water and the firm pressure of the showerhead. He grabs a bar of soap and rubs it over Luke’s chest until it’s covered in soapy suds, watches the water wash it away to reveal the clean, smooth flesh, and then soaps it up all over again.
"I’m such a dirty boy," Jensen whispers in Luke’s ear, pressing their bodies together.
"Maybe I oughta clean you, then," Luke suggests, his husky voice full of promise.
"Maybe you should," Jensen agrees. Luke takes the bar of soap and begins to clean every inch of Jensen’s body- except for those several inches that desperately need attention. Jensen’s cock is making a valiant attempt to get hard again after having had sex about fifteen minutes ago.
Then Luke drops to his knees and says, "I’m going to personally clean this," and begins sucking on the head of Jensen’s dick, and the blood rushes south so fast that Jensen gets dizzy. His hand immediately goes to cradle the back of Luke’s head, gently pushing his dick further into Luke’s throat.
"Yeah," Jensen whispers hoarsely over the sound of the shower, "Yeah, Luke, c’mon."
Luke hums around Jensen’s dick, and begins bobbing his head up and down, taking a little more of Jensen’s cock every time. Jensen reflexively tightens his hand in Luke’s wet hair and tries to keep his hips from thrusting.
Luke seems to sense Jensen’s hesitation and he pull off of Jensen’s dick long enough to say in a sultry tone, "It’s okay, Jensen. Do it, fuck my mouth."
Except Jensen never gets a chance to, because the words alone make send him over the edge for the second time in the past hour, and then he’s coming in Luke’s mouth. Luke swallows what he can and spits what he can’t, gets up off his knees and corners Jensen against the tiled wall. He tilts his head down to capture Jensen’s mouth in a hard kiss that’s more teeth and tongue than lips, and tasting himself on Luke’s tongue should not turn him on so much, but it does. Their mouths fight for dominance; Luke wins, and Jensen lets him.
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The hot water has long since run out by the time they’re done making out, and after Jensen dries himself off with a towel, he pulls on a pair of boxers only to realize that they aren’t his.
The thing is, he doesn’t know whether they’re Jared’s or Luke’s.
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AN: Let me know what you thought! This is my first posted SPN fic-- yeah, I'm a fic virgin-- so be gentle and use lots of lube while commenting! *grins*
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