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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki, Jensen_Ackles/Harley, Jensen_Ackles/
      Harley/Jared_Padalecki
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki, Harley_(Jared's_Dog)
  Additional Tags:
      Bestiality, Younger!Jensen
  Series:
      Part 3 of Between!Verse
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-10-31 Words: 6858
****** Between Lovers ******
by spiders_stars
Summary
     It's Halloween time and Jensen has somehow been convinced to dress up
     with his sister and take her trick-or-treating.
Halloween was one of Jared’s favorite holidays. He probably wouldn’t admit it
out loud any longer, after all he wasn’t a child and couldn’t get away with
trick-or-treating, but he still got a thrill out of seeing all the kid’s
dressed up. And it was oddly kind of fun to be the person behind the door,
handing out the candy, seeing all the different costumes worn by the
neighborhood kids. Jared lived in a perfect neighborhood for it too, full of
families and enough kids to have Jared stocking up on five large bags of candy
in hopes he wouldn’t run out this year - as he had the first few years he’d
lived here.
This year was different, for a couple of major reasons. First, he had Harley
now, and the dog was obedient enough to handle people coming constantly to the
door and hitting the bell but curious enough to want to sniff the hand of every
giggling kid reaching out for candy. That was alright, and kind of adorable, so
Jared didn’t mind so much. The second thing though, was a little bit more
complicated.
Jensen Ackles. The boy next door. The boy who he knew on a level he’d never
gotten to know a lover before. Yeah, his fourteen year old lover. Sometimes it
was a little too much for Jared to wrap his mind around. Sometimes he’d sit
back and truly consider his actions and wonder what sort of place he was
destined for. Then he’d close his eyes and picture Jensen’s swollen lips,
sparkling green eyes, pale lithe body spread out beneath his and well, it
wasn’t really that shocking to him that he was a little head over heels.
Falling in love with the adorable, no longer so innocent boy he’d watch grow up
from afar over the last five years wasn’t really part of the plan. But then,
getting involved with him at all hadn’t been part of the plan. Until that
fateful day a few months before when Jensen turned up on his doorstep with his
mail and a confession that blew Jared’s mind. It had all spiraled pretty
quickly out of control from there.
Jensen had spent a good deal of his summer at Jared’s place, probably more time
than he should have, but Jared wouldn’t have traded that for anything. Because
it wasn’t just the sex, it wasn’t just that thin boy on his hands and knees,
ass offered up to Harley like the needy slut he was. No, it was everything
else. Jensen’s warm laugh, his quirky sense of humor, his incredible level of
intelligence that sometimes left Jared gaping in shock. Every now and then it
seemed like Jensen had been specifically designed for him and simply born
fifteen years later or something.
The doorbell rang again and Jared blinked down at the bowl of candy he was
still holding. It wasn’t all that shocking to him that thinking about Jensen
had distracted him so much. Actually, it was kind of a normal past time of his
- being distracted by thoughts of Jensen - so Jared merely smiled and tugged
the front door open, keeping Harley back with his leg.
“Trick or treat!” The girls bouncing on the welcome mat all shouted at once,
giggling up at Jared as he pretended to stagger back from the force of their
words.
The three girls were wearing matching white jump suits and Jared smiled at
them, up at their parents waiting at the end of the front walk, then offered
out his bowl. “Go ahead and grab a piece each. And what are you three lovely
ladies meant to be?”
“We’re Charlie’s Angels!” One of the girls quickly informed and at once the
three broke into poses, holding up fake guns as the two on the outside faced
the side and the one in the middle aimed her fingers at him.
Jared grinned and scooped out three extra candies, dropping them into each
girl’s bag. “You get extra candy for your creativity. Have a good night girls.”
“Can we pet your doggie?” The girl who’d spoken before, the one in the middle,
was grinning at Harley who was trying to worm his way forward to get closer.
“Yeah of course.” Jared let Harley free by moving his leg and the dog instantly
bounded forward, wagging his tail happily as the girls giggled and pet him
eagerly. “His name is Harley, in case you were wondering.”
“He’s so pretty.” Another of the girls spoke up, scratching behind Harley’s
ears.
The parents waiting at the end of the walkway called out for the girls and the
three hurried off, waving to him as they went. Harley was still wagging his
tail but he didn’t chase after and Jared rolled his eyes, scratching the top of
the dog’s head. “Well aren’t you just so pleased with yourself.”
Jared was pretty sure if he could translate the look on Harley’s face, the dog
would be saying yeah, he was.
~~
“This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever done,” Jensen muttered and tugged at the
suspender, glaring at his reflection in the mirror. He never should have let
Mackenzie pick out their costumes. Hell, he should have protested more when his
mom asked if he and Chris could take the girl out to trick or treat this year.
That oh my god this sucks feeling only grew as the door burst open, bringing
with it Chris who took one look at him and promptly burst out laughing. “Dude.”
“Shut your fucking mouth,” Jensen grunted, smirking when Chris faulted in his
laughter and eyed him. He’d never had a problem with swearing before or
anything but he hadn’t had such a filthy mouth before. Well, before Jared
really. Like so many other aspects of his life, Jared had directly influenced
the way Jensen spoke. Sometimes Jensen thought Jared helped mature him and not
in just the physical sense.
Though he supposed, gaining a tendency to swear more wasn’t really a sign of
maturity.
“Touchy, eh?” Chris huffed and stepped forward, looping his finger through one
suspender and pulling it out. “What the hell are you supposed to be anyway?”
“He’s Hansel,” Mackenzie informed as she skipped into the room. Her skirt and
shirt combo matched the coloring of Jensen’s and her blonde hair was neatly
parted in braids on either side of her head. “I’m Gretel. Don’t we look great?”
Jensen groaned and rubbed at his forehead. Damn his sister for being obsessed
with the Grimm fairy tales and not something normal like Justin Bieber or
whatever. Though, Jensen would rather kiss Chris then dress up as Justin Bieber
so, yeah.
“Yeah, Mack, you both look awesome.” Chris grinned at the girl but Jensen could
hear the mocking note of his words. He was going to kick his best friend’s ass
for getting such a kick out of this. “So, should we get this show in the road?”
The sooner they were done with this trick or treating thing the better. The
only real perk in Jensen’s mind was that he’d be getting candy too. Hey, he was
dressed up, he deserved it. Mackenzie’s excitement was kind of worth it too.
When his parents had told her they had to attend their father’s Halloween work
party, Mackenzie had been crushed, and no matter how much this lederhosen
business was literally rubbing Jensen the wrong way, he couldn’t deny his
sister the chance to go out.
They started off down the street with Mackenzie leading the way, skipping down
the sidewalk and smiling at the other families they passed. Jensen hung back
with Chris, keeping his head turned down to avoid any further embarrassment.
“So, how’s the MB?” Chris asked a couple houses down, already reaching into
Jensen’s bag to tug out a Snickers.
Jensen grabbed his own piece of candy, even if his parents rule of always
letting them check the candy first nagged in the back of his mind, and smiled.
MB. Mystery boy. Over the last few months Chris had pestered about Jensen’s
secret boyfriend more times than he could count. Jensen wasn’t spilling his
secrets though and Chris had eventually stopped questioning... as often. Now
Jensen was pretty sure he asked in case the urge for Jensen to spill his secret
ever hit strong.
“He’s good,” Jensen said quietly, chewing his Twix bar slowly as he glanced up
to watch his sister head up to the next house. “Great, actually.” Jensen
grinned over at Chris, knowing it would probably drive the boy crazy.
Sure enough, barely half a minute passed before Chris huffed and punched his
arm. “Come on Jen, I just don’t get why you won’t tell me! You know I won’t
tell anyone, you know I’m okay with the gay thing, you won’t even give me his
name! I tell you all about the girl’s I hook up with.”
Jensen rolled his eyes and brushed past Chris to head up to the front door
after his sister, saying over his shoulder. “And you wonder why I won’t tell
you.”
“I totally hate your face.” Chris continued to grumble his displeasure as they
headed the rest of the way down the block and along the sidewalk. Jensen
couldn’t help laughing at that, teasing his friend enough to distract himself
from the occasional looks he got from those they passed. His Hansel costume was
kind of ridiculous, if someone else were wearing it he’d probably be laughing
at them as well.
Jensen kind of wanted to call it an early night - even if they’d only hit half
the block - but Mackenzie was clearly having a blast so he tried not to think
about it. Instead he let his arm loop through his sister’s, Chris taking the
other side, and they bounced between teasing the girl and each other, laughing
and sharing candy.
It was enough to warm his mood and by the time they’d done the full square
Jensen was even able to admit he was having a good time. Until of course he
realized the next house they’d hit was right beside theirs. Jared’s house. For
some reason it hadn’t occurred to Jensen that they would be going to Jared’s.
Of course they were; Chris and Mack would think he was crazy if for some reason
he insisted upon skipping their neighbors, especially since they’d had him over
more than a few times over the summer for barbeque's.
A lot of that had been at Jensen’s insistence, mainly so they could sneak away
at random times and make out in the bathroom but no one knew that. Just like
they couldn’t possibly know why Jensen wasn’t so keen on Jared seeing him in
full Hansel get up. He hadn’t even told Jared what he was dressing up as.
Actually, he hadn’t told him he was dressing up at all.
“Jen? Come on, what’s the hold up?” Chris stopped halfway to Jared’s door, his
brows drawing together in confusion. “We’ve still got to head across the street
and hit that block and I thought you had plans tonight.”
That was what he’d say. Jensen had agreed to take Mackenzie trick or treating
then drop her off at his Aunt’s house a few blocks up. His parents thought he
was going to stay with Chris, Chris thought he was staying with the super
secret MB. And here Jensen was, trying to accept that in a matter of moments
his fucking hot, could have whoever the hell he wants boyfriend was going to
see him in goddamn lederhosen.
“Come on Jensen,” Mackenzie whined, stomping her foot down. “I saw Jared last
week and he said he was giving out Kit Kats and I want one!”
Jensen pursed his lips and forced himself forward, staring down at the ground
with something like wide eyed mortification. This was going to suck so very
badly.
Then Mackenzie was hitting the bell and the door was opening. Jensen’s gaze
lifted instantly to Harley and his cheeks lit up with a flush like they always
did when he saw the dog who was, technically, his lover as well.
“Trick or treat!” Mackenzie called happily, bouncing in place beside Jared.
“Wow Jared, I really like your vampire fangs.”
That was enough to make Jensen forget the whole being humiliated thing and snap
his gaze up. Sure enough, Jared was in a nice button down light grey silk
shirts, black dress slacks that fit snug around his waist, hair slicked back
behind his ears, and as he continued to smirk Jensen could see the point of
fangs. Apparently, Jared hadn’t been joking when he said he was going as one of
those fashionable love sick vampires this year.
“Thanks Mack. And I like your pigtails. Let me guess, Gretel?” As Jensen
continued to stare, slightly slack jawed, Jared’s gaze shifted to him and
narrowed. “Which means you must be Hansel.”
Beside him Chris snorted. “Like some really twisted German Barbie and Ken
dolls.”
Jared laughed and Jensen watched as his head tilted back, the long expanse of
his neck looking far too inviting over the collar of his silk shirt. God, this
man was gorgeous. Jensen couldn’t fathom how he’d gotten lucky enough to
warrant any moment of his attention. A moment later he was distracted all over
again, this time by Harley who had wormed free from behind Jared’s leg and was
now licking eagerly over his hand.
The blush on Jensen’s cheeks darkened and his cock stirred. Oh shit. “Um, hey
Harley,” Jensen mumbled, trying to shift away and pet the dog at the same time.
“Don’t mind Harley, he’s been licking everyone tonight,” Jared said casually
and Jensen’s eyes shot up as something dark and possessive curled through him.
Judging by the slight smirk on Jared’s lips, the man had figured that would be
his response. “So, you three having a good night?”
“I’ve already got loads of candy, see?” Mackenzie held up her treat bag
proudly.
“Well then, I guess I don’t need to share mine,” Jared teased and laughed when
Mackenzie pouted. “Oh alright. You boys want a piece too?”
“Yes. Please.” Jensen tacked on the please in a quiet request, mainly because
it made Jared’s eyes darken and narrow on him once more. Jensen wondered if the
man was picturing him begging in quiet moans like he was known for doing.
“I’m holding out for the Wellings,” Chris said with a smirk, continuing talking
completely oblivious to the not-so-hidden looks Jensen and Jared were sharing.
“Tom’s got a thing for Jenny here so he always makes a point to save the best
treats for us. I heard his mom was making carmel apples with M&Ms this year.”
Jensen’s gaze shot wide to Chris then slowly back to Jared, who was undoubtedly
clutching his candy bowl a little tighter, giving Chris a glare he didn’t seem
to be aware of. “Oh? Didn’t realize there was a guy, Jensen.”
Lips parting, Jensen tried to figure out the right response that would soothe
Jared and not clue Chris in at the same time. Damn Chris and his big ass mouth
anyway. That same mouth that was opening and carrying on with a laugh moments
later. “Oh no, Tom’s not Jensen’s guy. Jensen has a guy that he’s apparently
madly in love with but he won’t fess up who it is.”
Jensen groaned and dropped his head into his open palms. Apparently there were
things more embarrassing then your super sexy vampire dressed boyfriend opening
the door to find you wearing lederhosen matching your littler sister’s outfit.
“Chris, seriously, I’m shoving that candy apple up your as-”
“Jensen,” Jared interrupted and stepped forward, fluffing his hair through
Jensen’s hair in a touch that sent heat rippling down through Jensen in waves.
“Think of your poor innocent sister.”
Harley chose that moment to nuzzle at his crotch and Jensen squeaked, jumping
back and nearly falling off the front step. Jared’s big hand curled around his
wrist, yanking him back and flush to his front easily, and Jensen sucked in a
quick breath of that always delicious sent. Chris and Mackenzie were laughing
behind him but Jensen was far too caught up on the too-brief touch of Jared’s
body to care. “Sorry,” he whispered.
“It’s okay,” Jared said quietly and dipped down, pretending to brush off his
slacks as his lips ghosted just over Jensen’s ear. “Can’t wait to see you
tonight. And keep the costume on.”
Swallowing thickly Jensen forced himself to nod and stepped back, spinning on
his heels and hurrying quickly down the front walk. He didn’t need Chris to
realize he was turned on, couldn’t handle the hotness of Jared any longer, and
certainly wanted Harley to stay far away from his crotch. For now.
~~
By the time the steady stream of trick or treaters had ebbed off Jared was out
of candy and more than a little relieved. Though he supposed he was thankful
for the constant distraction. Getting irrationally jealous of some boy that
apparently had a thing for Jensen was ridiculous. Jared knew exactly where the
boy’s heart laid, he knew where Jensen preferred to spread his legs, and just
how enjoyed to be stuffed with doggie dick or Jared’s.
That didn’t exactly make it easier to shove that jealousy away. Maybe it was
that tiny part of him that worried he was damaging the boy in some ways. After
all, Chris had said it himself, Jensen wouldn’t even admit who he was seeing.
Naturally they had to keep their relationship a secret but Jared couldn’t help
wondering if Jensen wanted the ability to ramble about the person he was in
love with. Jensen was always so quick to boast about things, like a good grade
on a paper or a homerun he’d made, of course he’d want to brag to Chris about
actively getting laid.
But no matter how awesome a friend Jensen insisted Chris was, he was fairly
sure the boy would never be okay knowing Jensen was dating a man twice his age.
Not to mention the Harley thing, that would probably cause Chris to drop dead
on the spot of shock if he learned the truth. And Jared was selfish, incredibly
so, he loved having Jensen just as his own, loved keeping him tucked away for
hours and taking priority in the boy’s life.
Still, it would be nice to show Jensen off as well. That would likely never be
an option. Jared was fairly sure by the time Jensen was old enough for them to
come out about their relationship, the boy wouldn’t be interested in dating any
longer. What would a drop dead gorgeous, could be a model, perfect little twink
like Jensen want with a man over the age of thirty? By the time Jensen was
eighteen, Jared would be thirty four and though he was fairly sure his heart
would always belong to the boy, he wasn’t entirely confident Jensen’s would
stay that way.
Jensen deserved the chance to experience more men, go out and date as many guys
as he wanted. Even only being fourteen Jensen could probably walk into a gay
bar and have every single man dropping to their knees and begging for a chance
to worship that pretty little cock.
The doorbell rang for the hundredth time that night and it was a welcome
distraction from his thoughts. His porch light had been out for the last half
hour so Jared smiled, knowing it would be Jensen waiting for him.
Sure enough he was barely pulling the door open and Jensen was sliding forward,
shoving the hard wood shut behind him and stepping instantly forward. Jared was
a little surprised to suddenly have an armful of Jensen, his arms circling the
boy’s thin waist to draw him up as Jensen crushed their lips together. He
understood Jensen’s desperation, there was never enough time for this, for
them, and there were Jared’s thoughts nagging him all over again.
Jensen’s tongue slid easily against his own, a familiar heated slick that never
failed to make Jared’s heart quicken. He could still remember the first time,
how Jensen had asked again to be kissed, how easy it had been to simply lose
himself in the softness of the boy’s touch. One hand curved along Jensen’s ass,
the material of his costume still slightly stiff but warm, and the other came
up to tangle in his hair and gently pull back.
“Hey baby,” he murmured into Jensen’s lips, turning to carry him through the
front hall and into the living room. “Really missed you tonight.”
“Mm me too.” Jensen moaned softly into another slow pass of their lips, his
fingers slowly slipping through Jared’s hair in a familiar, gentle caress.
“Sorry ‘bout Chris earlier. He’s an ass.”
Jared laughed quietly and shifted to drop down onto the couch, swallowing a
moan as Jensen instantly squirmed to get comfortable on his lap. “It was fun
seeing you dressed up with your sister. You’re such a good brother.”
The heat of a blush on Jensen’s cheeks made Jared’s smile widen and he couldn’t
help pulling back to get a better view even as Jensen’s head ducked down and he
shrugged. “I’m sure there’s worse costumes she could have picked out.”
Jared laughed once more and slid his hands up Jensen’s lithe back. “Probably
true. So did you guys have a good rest of the night? Swing by that um... Tim’s?
Was it?” Oh, Jared completely knew the name Tom, but he could pretend not to be
jealous. Definitely.
The way Jensen looked up at him though, Jared was pretty sure the boy knew
better. “Tom. And yeah, we did. Got some delicious candy apples. Tom teased me
a bunch about my costume. He’s lame.”
There was no denying the way it eased some of that irrational jealousy when
Jensen called Tom lame. But he wouldn’t admit that out loud because he was
pretty sure that was lame as well. “But he’s into you?” Another casual question
that Jared didn’t pull off the way he meant to. Oh well, at least it seemed
like Jensen really did get him.
“Yeah, he is.” Jensen nodded and sighed, dropping his gaze to watch as his
fingers played slowly along Jared’s neck. “He asked me out, a while ago. But I
told him I’m with someone and pretty much head over heels for him so I wasn’t
interested and wouldn’t ever be. Now he’s kind of a dick to me, really.”
Jared’s heart stutter twisted stopped in some weird type of dance he hadn’t
felt for a long time. Sometimes being around Jensen made him feel like a
teenager again, when love was a new shiny thing and he hadn’t been jaded by too
many relationships gone bad. “Then he’s a dick and you’re too good for him
anyway.” Jared smiled softly and let his thumb trail along Jensen’s jaw.
“Jen... you ever wish you were dating someone like him? I mean, someone you
could really date, someone you didn’t have to keep hidden from your best friend
and family.”
When Jensen’s gaze snapped up to him his eyes were wide, his mouth parted, and
Jared could practically see the thoughts whirling around in his mind. But he
bit off the desire to take the question back. He needed to know he wasn’t
ruining things for Jensen. “No way Jared. God, you’re like, you’re the absolute
best thing that’s ever happened to me. It’s not just the crazy fucking hot sex
we have, though that doesn’t hurt. You make me feel... so strong and confident.
You bring out all the good in me. And even though I can’t tell anyone about us,
I can still tell them I’m in love with someone, with you, and that’s all that
matters.”
Not so surprisingly, hearing Jensen say all of that with his usual level of
passion and warmth soothed away the last of the unsure nerves creeping through
Jared. His fingers came up to slide through Jensen’s hair and he dragged the
boy in, crushing their lips together in a slow kiss that rapidly deepened. His
tongue thrust forward to tangle against Jensen’s, chasing all the tastes of
chocolate and caramel. Jared moaned and tugged Jensen even closer, kissing him
hard so the boy would have no doubt just how good it felt to hear those words.
Hands roaming down Jensen’s back once more, Jared’s thumps hooked under the
crossed suspenders and he pulled slightly, smiling into the kiss when Jensen
moaned and squirmed forward, rubbing their crotches together through clothing.
Jensen was always like this, always so eager, and Jared couldn’t get enough. He
was fairly sure he’d never reach that point, when he was completely satisfied
with all the times he’d had Jensen as his own.
Of course, Jensen partially belonged to Harley as well and the dog chose that
moment to remind them of such. The couch dipped as he hopped up on the cushion
and climbed forward, nosing between their tightly pressed bodies. Jensen
laughed against Jared’s lips, causing Jared to laugh as well as he slid his
hands forward to the boy’s chest. “Seems like someone else missed you tonight.”
“I missed him too.” Jensen beamed at the dog and ruffed his fur, planting a
hard kiss between his ears at the top of his head. “Can’t imagine anything
better than having you two in my life. Never thought I’d be lucky enough to
have this always.”
“You deserve it,” Jared murmured without hesitation, ruffling a hand through
Harley’s fur and letting the other slip under the suspenders pressed against
Jensen’s chest. “Something about this costume on you really gets to me. Makes
you look all... innocent.”
Jensen snorted and glanced up from Harley, smirking at Jared as he rolled his
hips purposefully forward. “Innocent? Me? Not sure I ever was innocent.”
When Jensen licked his lips it looked so damn sinful Jared had to agree. So he
tugged Jensen forward and brought their lips together once more, chasing the
path Jensen’s tongue had just slid along and pushing down at the suspenders to
get at the white cotton button down beneath. He wanted to touch Jensen’s skin.
It had been far too long in his book - though admittedly, a single day without
Jensen was sometimes too much - and his fingers were itching to caress miles of
smooth creamy skin.
It felt like it took a lifetime to get the buttons on Jensen’s shirt free but
then, Harley nosing forward and trying to reach the boy’s skin and Jensen’s
tongue sliding distractingly along his own only made it more of a challenge. As
Jared shoved the material down off Jensen’s shoulders he moaned softly and
rocked forward to the edge of the couch. His hands secured under Jensen’s ass
and the boy’s arms hooked around his shoulders as Jared stood without breaking
the kiss, making their way out of the living room and to the stairs.
As much as he enjoyed keeping their love life spicy, which it was kind of be
default he supposed, his plans for the night would go much smoother if Jensen
was spread out on his bed. And well, that never got old, seeing Jensen bare,
legs wide, simply waiting to be taken. Jared had long since mastered the art of
kissing and carrying Jensen at the same time and Harley traveled along beside
them as they headed up the stairs and into Jared’s room.
He set the boy slowly to his feet at the foot of his bed, dropping down to his
knees to spread gentle, soft kisses along Jensen’s small chest, working his
fingers over the front fastens of his costume. Jared was convinced he could
spend hours worshipping this boy’s body and on a few occasions he had. There
was not a lot better than knowing he had Jensen as his for the rest of the
night.
It wasn’t long before Jensen was whining and squirming against him, trying to
get Jared to pull his pants down faster. Jared smiled against the jut of
hipbone and bit down, just the right side of too hard. “Impatient’s a good look
on you baby.”
“Jared,” Jensen moaned softly and arched his body back over Jared’s arm looped
around his middle. His hands curled and tugged in Jared’s hair, trying to push
him down. “Please, please. I... I need you. Been such a long week.”
Jared pulled up slightly, causing Jensen to groan in frustration, and gave the
boy a small smile. “Always feels like too long of a week when I don’t get to
see you. Wish I could keep you as mine every day.”
“Wish you could too,” Jensen whispered, biting down on his lip for a moment
before wiggling his hips. “Come on, get me naked. I know you want me.”
The smile on Jared’s lips grew to a smirk and he tugged at Jensen’s clothing
completely, letting it drop to his ankles and shifting back so Jensen could
step free of it. Just as the fabric was kicked away Jared reached up and
shoved, pushing Jensen down on the bed and chuckling richly as the boy tumbled
back with a gasp and instantly spread his legs. “You’re a very good needy
slut.”
There was something oddly innocent about Jensen’s wide green eyes, which didn’t
make sense but Jared was fine with that. Actually, that lingering innocence
probably appealed to him more than he’d admit. It was easier for Jared not to
think about just how fucked up in the head he was.
“What do you want tonight babe? Anything your heart desires.” Jared dragged his
fingers along the inside of Jensen’s leg as he crawled up onto the bed. Behind
him he could hear Harley’s impatient snort, obviously having clued in to the
fact that their bitch was ready for the taking, and Jared couldn’t help
grinning. “Looks like Harley has some opinions.”
“Of course he does.” Jensen laughed and reached behind him, grabbing a couple
of pillows and tugging them down. “I was thinking,” he murmured as he dug his
heels into the mattress and tucked the pillows under his hips, curving his body
up at an angle. “Maybe if I laid like this, Harley could fuck me? Then... I
could feel his fur on my cock.”
The air hitched in Jared’s lungs and he dipped down to press his lips against
Jensen’s creamy thigh. “How are you so fucking sexy?” Jared growled softly and
slid up further, letting his fingers dip between Jensen’s legs. The tip of his
finger slid over Jensen’s entrance and he was surprised to find it slick
already, parting easily under the slow press of two digits. Jared turned wide
eyes up to his young lover, lips twitching in a smirk. “Well aren’t you just
full of surprises.”
Jensen lifted his head and smirked at Jared, a flash of that confidence Jared
rarely saw dancing across his features. “Just thought I knew what I wanted and
I wanted it right away, seemed best to be ready for it.”
“Definitely makes it easier.” Jared nodded and crawled back off the edge of the
bed, tugging his shirt off and tossing it across the room. He shoved his jeans
off and quickly stepped out of them, moving to the side and dipping down to pat
Harley’s flank. “Go on boy, take what you really want.”
That was all the encouragement Harley needed and Jared stepped forward just the
dog jumped up on the bed. There was nothing really like watching Harley breed
Jensen, or watching how eagerly the boy wanted it, begged for it, arched up for
it. Harley knew this routine already and he stopped only long enough to drag
his tongue in a couple of slow sweeps up Jensen’s hard pulsing cock before he
was jumping up and mounting.
Jared swiftly reached between them and grasped Harley just beneath the swelling
knot, guiding the dog into place. Just like that Harley was thrusting quick and
sharp into Jensen and Jared dropped to the side to watch, biting hard down on
his lip. The way Jensen arched up into Harley was enough to make Jared’s blood
boil to a lethal level. This should never be as hot as it was but Jared had
stopped trying to process that.
“Jesus, baby, he really wanted you tonight,” Jared murmured, stroking a hand
across Jensen’s sweat damp brow as Harley’s thrusts slowed with the swell of
his knot.
Jensen gasped and carded his fingers down through Harley’s fur, rolling his
head back on the pillow. “Feels... so good. God. His fur... so soft on my
cock.” The usual bright green of Jensen’s eyes darkened as they fixed on Jared,
his lips parted in a quick pant. “Fuck, missed his knot.”
Jared curled his fingers over his own aching cock and stroked slowly. He’d wait
until he could take Jensen - because nothing was better than coming in the boy
- but he needed some relief. Because the way Jensen moaned low in his throat
and arched up into Harley, struggling to get Harley’s knot deeper, it was just
enough to make him feel a little insane. Jared couldn’t help dipping down and
capturing Jensen’s lips in a deep kiss, thrusting his tongue forward in a hard,
deep kiss.
As Harley’s thrusts slowed completely, just the tiniest little undulations as
he pumped come into Jensen’s hole, the boy arched up and gasped, tearing back
from the kiss. Jared had memorized that look of sheer pleasure, knew it better
than anything else. He was coming, without being touched, just from Harley’s
knot swelling in him and that was still the hottest thing Jared had ever seen.
God, how the hell did he get so lucky?
“You’re so gorgeous,” Jared breathed into Jensen’s lips, stroking fingers down
the creamy skin stretching taut against the boy’s neck. As Jensen’s eyes slowly
peeled open, blinking hazily up at him, Jared’s heart swelled dangerously. The
way Jensen made him feel sometimes was almost too much. “I love you,” he
whispered and pressed a soft kiss just below Jensen’s ear.
The boy’s breath hitched and Jared smiled softly, pulling back to look down at
his young lover. Jensen had said it to him before, on more than one occasion
even, and Jared had always returned the sentiment but he wasn’t entirely sure
the boy ever believed it completely. Now, saying it first, seemed to shake up
the lingering doubt Jensen had.
“You really do?” Jensen’s lips twitched in a small smile and he dropped his
gaze, watching his fingers stroke slowly down Harley’s flank. “I love you too.”
“I know you do,” Jared chuckled softly and carded his fingers up through
Jensen’s hair, tipping the boy’s head to the side to nuzzle into his neck. “Can
you still feel him filling you up? Don’t think Harley ever gets tired of
breeding you baby.”
Jensen groaned softly and squirmed beneath Harley. “Had to get my heart all
fluttery with the I love you thing then you say something like that. And how
many times have you called me the cock tease?”
Chuckling softly, Jared dipped in to capture Jensen’s lips in another deep
kiss, mainly because he couldn’t ever get enough of the boy. Every couple of
heartbeats Jensen would moan into the kiss and Jared couldn’t tell if it was
because of Harley still buried in him or the heat of their kiss. Jensen was
always this perfect side of needy and wanting, silently begging and squirming
for more.
The low heat boiling in the pit of Jared’s stomach was almost to an unbearable
level and the moment Harley pulled back Jared was rolling forward, falling
between Jensen’s legs. Without hesitation Jensen lifted his legs and wrapped
them around Jared’s waist, not breaking from the kiss but arching up to meet
the heat of Jared’s body. Yeah, this part was always hotter than it should be
but Jared had stopped being bothered by it.
In one swift movement he slid into the loose heat of Jensen’s body. Harley’s
come was burning slick guiding his way and Jared finally tore back from the
kiss, throwing his head back with a long moan as he bottomed out in one swift
thrust. Jensen’s fingers curled up into his hair, legs squeezing around Jared’s
body, muscles clenching around Jared’s cock to hold him in place for a long
moment.
“Jesus, fuck, Jen,” Jared growled as he slowly inched his hips back only to
thrust down hard just as fast. “Love claiming you like this.”
“Please,” Jensen gasped, arching his hips up to meet Jared’s next steady thrust
down. His fingers tightened and pulled in Jared’s hair and a shudder of
pleasure rippled down his body. Already it felt as if he couldn’t thrust fast
enough, hard enough, could never possibly claim Jensen in all the ways he
wanted him.
Their lips met in brief brush glides as Jared’s hips picked up speed,
sharpening to a brutal sharp pace. Jared pushed up away from Jensen’s body and
tugged thin legs up to hook over his shoulders and bend his lover’s body up to
drive even deeper. Already he could feel his orgasm rising up in him, a
familiar steadying boiling that simmered along his senses, caused his pace to
stutter and shift.
The moment he thrust up against Jensen’s prostate the boy called out, hands
slapping out to the blankets at his sides and gripping tight. “So, so close.
Touch me Jared, please, please touch me.”
Jared clamped down hard on his lip and worked his hand down, quickly curling
his fingers around the base of Jensen’s cock and stroking up. He loved how
easily Jensen got worked up, how the simplest things could get him there, and
it was no different this time. As Jared’s thumb swept across the smear of
lingering come on the head of Jensen’s cock the boy’s body lurched up and
tightened hard around Jared buried down in him.
It was likely Jensen’s low keen of Jared’s name more than anything else that
tipped Jared over the edge. That or watching the pleasure paint across Jensen’s
features, staining his cheeks, causing his eyes to flutter. The most beautiful
thing Jared had ever seen. And he circled his hips slowly down against the
smooth curve of Jensen’s ass as his orgasm worked waves through his system.
The bed dipped with the return of Harley and Jared forced himself to move,
pulling out of Jensen and dropping to the side. He knew just how much Jensen
enjoyed Harley cleaning him after the fact and Jared would never deny him that.
Instead he propped himself up against the headboard and flipped Jensen over,
spreading the boy out over his thighs and stretching Jensen apart so Harley
could gain access to his red puffy, still quivering hole.
“One of these days,” Jensen gasped and arched up into the searching heat of
Harley’s tongue. “You’re really gonna kill me.”
Jared chuckled softly and massaged his fingers down Jensen’s back.
~~
Jensen was floating through the perfect bliss of three orgasms and feeling
completely, utterly, claimed. Harley was curled against his belly - under the
blanket even though Jared always weakly protested the dog sleeping on his
sheets - and Jared was a perfect mold against Jensen’s back, holding him close.
It was like perfection, or heaven, or something. Jensen’s brain was a little
too fucked out to really work right.
Except it seemed to have no problem recalling Jared’s words from before and
Jensen’s smile dimmed slightly, his eyes fluttering open to stare at the far
wall, mind reeling with the nagging little flare of doubt. “Do you ever wish?”
Jared’s sigh was soft but understanding, like he knew it was only a matter of
time until Jensen came around to this. Which was likely true. “More than
anything I’d love to show you off as mine, take you out on proper dates, make
it clear who you belong too.”
When Jensen’s heart pinched he forced a swallow to fight the shudder of fear.
It was a little too much to think about all the things they couldn’t do, all
the way things could go bad if anyone ever found out about them - not even to
mention the Harley thing.
“But,” Jared continued after a long moment and pressed his lips softly to that
spot under Jensen’s ear he seemed so fond of. “I can’t imagine not having you
and I would never trade that for some boyfriend I could parade around. He’d
never be better than you anyway.”
And just like that Jared said the right thing and Jensen’s stomach fluttered
with the explosion of butterflies. He snuggled back against Jared and closed
his eyes, threading his fingers through Jared’s against his stomach. “No, he
really wouldn’t."
There was nothing quite like drifting off to the sound of Jared chuckling
softly and the warm heat of his breath against Jensen’s skin. Completely worth
it.
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