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works/489896.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki, Christian_Kane
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-08-19 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 19512
****** Body of a God ******
by spiders_stars
Summary
     When you’re blessed with the body of a God there’s not much you can’t
     have. Except love. But that’s fine; Jensen can make do with the
     steady stream of consorts who fall at his feet. There’s nothing more
     that he needs, right?
***** Chapter 1 *****
Lips slid over his flush skin, slurping and smacking loudly over his rapidly
softening cock. It wasn't Jensen's fault he couldn't keep it up lately. Just...
everything and everyone seemed to bore him and being treated like a fragile
little doll was getting old. Jensen knew he was one of the special ones, lucky
enough to have a body blessed by the gods, but that didn't mean he had to be
treated like a child.
Sure, Jensen might only be sixteen years old but he knew exactly how the world
worked.
"Alright. Enough." Jensen sighed and stepped away from the man on his knees
before him, rolling his eyes when the man whined and tried to crawl closer. "I
said, enough."
One glance up and Jensen's personal guard Christian was across the room,
grabbing the man hard around the forearm and dragging him up.
"Please. Please my Lord. I can satisfy you! I can be enough," the man pleaded
in a rush and reached out, snagging the sleeve of Jensen's silk garment.
The tug was enough to make Jensen freeze, his eyes fixed down on the man. "You
can not satisfy me. Did you not notice how I was unable to stay hard? I am not
your cup to drink from and you will bring me no pleasure. You will grant me the
respect and adoration I deserve before I report you to the authorities! Now,
leave."
With that he turned and stalked back across the room, vaguely listening to
Christian ushering the man out of the room as he stepped over the cool smooth
tiles of his washroom. Something about the man's pleading gaze and sharp tug
made Jensen feel dirty - or maybe it was the lingering drool on his completely
limp cock - making him long to submerge himself in a hot bath.
He had already stripped down to nothing, slipped into the porcelain tub and
sank down into the water when Christian joined him once more. Shuddering
despite the heat of the water, Jensen closed his eyes and held his breath,
sinking down under water and letting it soak over his thin body.
For just a moment he imagined staying there beneath the water and never facing
the occasionally cold harsh world. But his lungs soon burned with the need for
oxygen and he pushed back up, sucking in quick and deep breaths.
"You shouldn't push yourself so hard," Christian spoke softly from across the
room, keeping his voice quiet and soothing as was his nature.
Jensen tried to shake the lingering tension from his shoulders and rolled his
head back along the tub, reaching out to turn the water off. "My parents wish
me to find a permanent consort. It is for my safety and to show my standing in
society. There are other Body Gods my age that already have two or three
consorts in the bigger cities."
"But you're not like the others. And your parents aren't even in the country.
Not like they even..." Christian trailed off when Jensen's eyes snapped open
and fixed on him.
It wasn't like Christian was wrong. Jensen's parents rarely cared about his
personal well being, whether he wanted two consorts or none at all. What
mattered to them was how Jensen was perceived by society and the offerings
given to him from the city. After all, Jensen was the only Body God within one
hundred miles, that made him even more rare and special.
Christian was Jensen's one and only best friend though and he knew Jensen
better than anyone. Sometimes the man was like a father figure to Jensen. After
all, he'd been purchased as a personal guard when Jensen was only three and it
became clear that he was not like other children. And like so many other times
when Jensen got lost in the consuming misery of his solitary existence,
Christian stood guard by the door with his eyes turned away, patiently waiting.
"If I am a Body God, should that not suggest I can do whatever I want?" Jensen
mused a few minutes later though they had had this conversation before, more
than once. Before Christian could respond with his usual - there are standards
hundreds of years in the making - Jensen continued. "Maybe I would just like to
take hundreds of men to my bed. Maybe I will let them all taste my fluid and
then Body Gods will not be sacred or special. We will simply be commonplace."
"And then how will you afford to take such long and lavish baths?" Christian
teased and it was enough to shake the thoughts from Jensen and bring a smile to
his face.
"True. I would miss my baths. And my parents would miss the gifts." Jensen
pushed himself up out of the tub and reached out for the large towel, curling
it around his thin frame and avoiding the mirror across the room.
Sometimes looking at himself was a little terrifying.
As a Body God there was a noticeable difference between himself and the rest of
the people in his world. There was a natural glow to his skin that intensified
as his pleasure grew, just like the crystal green of his eyes that Christian
had once insisted glowed in the dark. Jensen's skin was also softer than any of
the finest silk and his hair was a perfect gold that shone brightly in the
sunshine.
And then, of course, there was the way he tasted. Jensen had once brought a
finger slicked of pre-come to his lips and sucked it clean, but he had noticed
nothing unique. But he had been told it was like honey and the sweetest nectar,
coating a person from head to toe in the sweetest pleasure imaginable. It was
even said ingesting a Body God's semen on a daily basis could extend a person's
life, but Jensen didn't think that had ever been tested.
"How would you like to spend the afternoon Jensen?" Christian asked as Jensen
strode into his room to dress.
Jensen knew what he was meant to do.
Being a Body God made him nearly untouchable. People in the town and those
surrounding had worshipped him for as long as he could remember, and he was
daily given gifts and money from the government who saw him as a prized
possession. But all of that came with expectations. Jensen would share his gift
with a consort - or more - of his choosing. To not do so was seen as selfish
and unbecoming of any type of God.
But if a Body God shared part of himself with one or two lucky souls then that,
for some reason, meant there was hope for the rest of them. Jensen felt the
hope resting on his shoulders, like all the thousands of people depended on one
sixteen year old boy to keep them going.
It was exhausting.
For the last year Jensen had been trying to find a consort suitable to share
his bed with. It was remarkably challenging and Jensen would rather return to
his studies then go on the search once more. But Christian was considering him
with a worried, darkening gaze and Jensen knew what he would say.
"I guess we should travel out, maybe to the market? If I try with another today
and it does not work out, may I have tomorrow off?" Jensen looked toward the
older man with a hopeful smile, beaming as Christian nodded. "Well good then I
shall-"
"But you must actually try and not just pick the first man that crosses your
path." Christian laughed when Jensen's shoulders fell and stepped toward the
large oak bedroom door.
~~~
Horseshoes kicked dirt thick up in the air and Jared ducked his head down and
stepped further back, hopefully to draw as little attention to himself as
possible. It was so rare that his parents let him work with them in the market,
he just wanted to do a good job and prove to them that he didn't break every
little thing he touched.
"Excuse me? What the fuck is this?"
Jared jumped when the loud and angry voice rang out on the other side of the
wood frame. He fumbled the fruit in his hands and ended up half juggling the
items before managing to get them back into the display station somehow all
without dropping them in the dirt. Jared was pretty impressed with himself,
that had been a mess in the making.
"Hello? Are you an idiot?"
For just a moment there Jared had been distracted by the fruit and had thought,
maybe, the angry person wasn't talking to him. But now as he looked up and
around he realized there was no one at his family's booth but him and
apparently he was the idiot in question. Though he really wasn't.
"Um, no, sorry. Sorry, I didn't know y-you were... talking to me." Jared rubbed
his hands nervously on the towel draped over his apron.
The man scoffed and his face grew even redder in aggravation. "Who the hell
else would I be talking to? Are you fucking kidding me with these prices? You
Padaleckis can't come in here selling these berries for half of the standard
price! How will the rest of us make money? What gives you the right to-"
"Is there a problem here gentlemen?"
Jared's face had grown heated as the man continued to yell at him - it wasn't
his fault, he didn't set the prices - but seeing the boy who was stepping up
now was enough to make him want to turn and flee. Of all people to watch his
humiliation, why did it have to be him?
"Why don't you mind your own-" The man cut off sharply as he turned and spotted
the boy standing there, looking between them both. "Oh, My Lord, I had no idea-
I am sorry! I didn't mean to speak to you in such a manner. Please- please
forgive me My Lord."
The boy sighed and glanced over at the guard at his side but Jared couldn't
tear his gaze from the boy himself. Jared had never seen the Body God out in
public before - though he had heard the boy tended to travel out often - and he
had certainly never been this close to him. The Body God was absolutely
beautiful, breathtaking, and Jared's heart was starting to race the longer he
continued to stare.
"How about you go back to your own stall now, before someone decides there are
illegal transactions happening here and reports it to the authority." The Body
God shot the man a glare and before Jared could get his mouth to close from the
shock the man was turn and hurrying through the crowd.
"Thank you so much," Jared gasped out, stepping closer to the Body God before
quickly sliding back and ducking his head. "Thank you, My Lord, I owe you...
may I offer you fresh fruit? Any that you'd like."
"That will not be necessary. What is your name?" When Jared glanced up it was
to find those bright green eyes fixed on him and he shuddered at the sudden
rise of pleasure up through him. The smile on the Body God's face softened and
he stepped a little closer. "You do have a name, do you not?"
"Oh! My Lord!"
Jared had just been about to tell the boy his name, there was a smile on his
lips at least, when suddenly his mother's voice was ringing out behind him and
causing Jared to cringe. Knowing his luck, his mother was likely to think he
had done something wrong or somehow offended the Body God.
As if Jared would do something so horrible. He wouldn't. Certainly not on
purpose.
"How may I help you, My Lord? We serve an assortment of berries and melons, I
would be more then happy to cut anything you might like, so you might sample."
Mother rushed forward, snatching up handfuls of blueberries and strawberries
and a large watermelon.
Jared watched as the Body God considered her for just a moment before looking
back at him, bringing a brighter blush to Jared's cheeks.
"Actually, I was just speaking with your son here. He was about to tell me his
name."
"Jared? He hasn't been bothering you has he My Lord?" Mother eyed Jared, lips
pursing in a frown of disappointment.
It wasn't like Jared meant to disappoint his parents. Just, sometimes, it was a
little harder to do the right thing. Jared had never been that good in school
and he had always been clumsy. Now that he was an adult, he couldn't seem to
secure himself a spouse and start a family, much to his parents' extreme
disapproval. Both of his siblings had married and moved out, Jared was still
scrunching up on his childhood bed and trying not to eat his parents out of
house and home, as his mother always tended to say.
This whole moment made Jared even more uncomfortable because he was sure at any
moment he was going to say something to ruin everything. He would be a
disappointment like usual, any time now.
"Is that your name? Jared?" For some reason the Body God was still talking to
him and Jared forced himself to nod and slowly glance up. He had to be a good
half a foot taller than the boy but he still felt like an unsure child. "I
would like you to come with me Jared."
Mother sucked in a surprised breath and Jared could feel his own eyes widening.
This wasn't real, right? How could someone as amazing and otherworldly as the
Body God want him, for any use?
"Of course he'll go with you!" Mother answered before Jared could get his voice
to work, stepping back to grasp Jared's arm. "Just... allow us a brief moment,
My Lord, to... gather a bag of gifts for you!"
Before the Body God could answer Mother had tugged harshly on his arm and Jared
was stumbling back, falling through the curtains that separated the main market
from their home. Jared crashed hard into the table and groaned, rubbing
gingerly at his hip. "Mother, ow."
"Hush." Mother tugged Jared up until he had straightened then sucked on her
thumb, bringing it up to wipe dirt from Jared's cheek. "You must be on your
best behavior with the Body God Jared."
"I'm older than him," Jared muttered, trying to duck out of his mother's touch.
"But he is a Body God Jared, honestly. And, what he wants with you I can only
guess. I just hope - and pray - it is to fill the consort position, god knows
it's likely the only way to get a relationship to stick with you. As long as
you please him of course. You must please him."
"But what if I don't even like men?" Jared scrunched his nose up when Mother
spit into her palm and used it to slick his hair back. He was fairly sure he
didn't mind men but he didn't have any experience to go on.
Mother sighed and turned away, crossing to the fresh loaves of bread just
recently pulled from the oven. "It's the Body God Jared; of course you will
like him. Think of the privilege you are being offered, just to spend even an
evening with him! Just... try not to make a mess of things okay?"
"It's not like I do it on purpose," Jared mumbled, ducking his head down and
flushing at the thought. He really did try to be the perfect son for his
parents but it just never seemed to turn out that way.
When his Mother sighed this time it was soft and understanding. A moment later
warm and familiar fingers were caressing his jaw and Jared tilted his gaze up
to see Mother's soft smile. "I know sweetie and I'm sorry, I'm not trying to
give you a hard time. You just... you have a caring heart and a sweet, innocent
spirit. I worry about what might happen in your future, if you get caught up
with the wrong group. The Body God... he could give you such a wonderful life."
Jared smiled and nodded, reaching out to take the wrapped loaves off the
counter top. One slipped from his fingers and Jared quickly fumbled out to
grasp it, whacking his head on the smooth stone but managing to keep the bread
off the floor. When he hurriedly stood back up his mother's gaze was
sympathetic and Jared flushed.
"I will try my hardest, I promise. I want to make you and Father proud." Jared
nodded once more and grabbed his satchel from the wall hook, slipping the bread
inside. "Wish me luck."
"Good luck Jared. And please, do not rush home."
Jared choked on a laugh and the flush of heat that crawled up his cheeks was
almost painful as pushed free of the curtain and out into the market once more.
He almost thought the Body God wouldn't be there - maybe this had even been a
wild fantasy - but there the boy was. For just a moment he looked less like any
form of a God and simply like the young boy he really was - nervous and unsure,
lost and alone.
Then the Body God looked up at him and his smile grew along with the glow of
his skin and the sparkle of his eyes and he looked nothing like a boy at all.
"Are you ready?"
"Y-yeah, I am." Jared nearly tripped over the edge of the market stand as he
walked around to join them and the flush on his cheeks darkened. "Sorry. Sorry,
My Lord."
"What are you apologizing for?" The way the Body God looked Jared slowly up and
down as he stepped in front of them sent the strangest heat fluttering through
his body.
"I um, I... nothing. Nothing at all My Lord. We have freshly baked bread for
you, it is sweet, I believe you will like it. Our family has made this sweet
bread for many generations. I prefer it warmed with a warm drink." Jared shut
his mouth abruptly when he realized how quickly he had fallen into babbling.
"I will look forward to it then. Come along."
Jared hurried to follow the Body God and his guard through the market, keeping
his head ducked down when it felt like everyone was looking their way. They
were probably wondering what a fumbling fool like Jared was doing in the
company of such perfection and really, Jared couldn't blame them.
~~
"Well, you couldn't have chosen a taller one," Christian noted, eyeing the man
cleaning the dirt from his body in the washroom.
Jensen fingered the edge of a silk tunic that was too long for him - wondering
if it might fit Jared instead - and a smirk grew across his lips. "Worried you
will have issues taking him out should he get a little possessive?"
"More worried he'll squash you unintentionally," Christian huffed and turned
away from the washroom, reaching out for the satchel Jared had set so nervously
on the desk when Jensen had instructed him to wash up. "I will go put this in
the kitchens. Would you like me to return afterward?"
Stepping back, Jensen turned his gaze to the washroom and smiled softly as the
man stared at himself in the mirror and carefully cleaned every inch of skin.
There was something about the tall, slightly clumsy man that endeared him to
Jensen in a way he'd never felt before. From the very moment he saw his face
growing red as that older, fatter market man yelled at him, Jensen had felt a
strange companionship for him.
Jared seemed so soft and gentle, peaceful; Jensen didn't think any harm would
come from being with him. So he smiled over at Christian and shook his head.
"Take the night off, do something for yourself. I believe we will be just
fine."
Christian seemed hesitant for just a moment before he nodded and stepped back.
"I won't be far away. If you need me."
"Yes Mother," Jensen drawled out, smirking at Christian then laughing as the
man scowled and headed swiftly out of the room.
There were a few times in the past when Jensen thought maybe he had met someone
he could create a consort relationship with but he had this tendency to make
things more challenging on himself. Technically, a consort was simply meant to
bring pleasure to his body, to take of his fluid and display Jensen's kindness.
But Jensen had always longed for more. A Body God never had a regular
relationship, they would never marry and very rarely did they have families.
Jensen had never heard of a Body God finding love. Maybe it was the lack of
love bestowed on him by his parents, maybe Jensen was just not like all those
other Body Gods, but he was nearly desperate to find that connection.
Jensen held these idyllic little fantasies that he could set a new standard
when it came to Body Gods. It was silly and childish but still... Jensen could
be picky about his consort. At least for now.
"Um, excuse me, My Lord?" Jared's voice was timid and shy from the doorway and
Jensen turned to watch him duck his head and squirm beneath the thin towel
wrapped around his waist.
A soft smile pulled at Jensen's lips and he turned to cross to the man. He
needed to shake his mind off the idea of this man being his true love, that
would never happen to Jensen. Knowing his luck, this would be entertainment for
the night, if he even lasted that long. "Remove your towel, I wish to see your
body."
The red flush of color crawled up Jared's body, staining his well formed chest
and sliding up along his neck. His fingers were shaking as he slowly pulled the
towel from around his waist and let it drop to the floor. Jensen's eyes tracked
down the full length of the man, lingering on the thick and full cock hanging
between his legs and slowly filling with blood as Jensen continued to stare.
"Have you been bare with another before? Laid with someone?" Jensen asked
quietly and walked slowly over to the man, removing his clothing as he walked.
"N-no, My Lord. Never." Jared shook his head and straightened, dropping his
hands from where they fidgeted along his sides.
It wasn't until Jensen stood right before the man that he realized just how
much bigger he was. Heat curled up through Jensen as he thought of this man
being untouched before. He would never find another lover as amazing as Jensen,
no one would ever compare. It made the sudden need to claim and possess strong
and overwhelming, more than any Jensen had ever felt before.
"Drop to your knees," Jensen instructed, smirking as Jared's eyes grew wide.
"Here? My Lord? Are you..." Jared trailed off and Jensen watched his Adam's
apple bob before the man nodded and dropped from his incredible height down to
his knees.
"Good. Now touch me." Jensen stepped closer, letting the edge of his cock trace
across Jared's smooth cheek. Jared's eyes remained wide and fixed on him,
cheeks flushed and lips parted, and Jensen wondered if it was the glow of his
skin that shocked the man so much. "My skin is just like yours, maybe softer.
Lift your hand and wrap your fingers around my cock."
A quick gasp of surprise fell from Jared but he didn't protest. A moment later
his hand lifted and Jensen bit his lip watching the fingers curl over his skin.
Jared's skin was rougher than Jensen expected but the coarse pad of fingertips
along his skin sent the most wonderful swell of pleasure through every inch of
him.
"Yes, just like that," Jensen whispered, lifting his own hand to slide his
fingers through Jared's hair. "Now, taste me."
"T-taste," Jared once more gasped the word and Jensen could recognize the look
in the man's eyes.
He had seen others with this mix of fear and awe and wonder. Everyone knew just
how a Body God was meant to taste, how there would never be anything better
that crossed their lips as long as they lived, it seemed like maybe too much
for a common person to comprehend. Maybe even too much for Jensen to
understand, as his own taste did nothing to him.
"Yes. Taste. Trust me, you will not regret it." Jensen pressed his fingers
harder against Jared's skull and pressed him forward.
Jensen watched as Jared hesitated a moment longer than closed his eyes, lips
parting and tongue sliding out. He had watched other people taste of him for
the first time before but nothing - he was certain - would ever compare to
watching Jared for his first time. The long thick tongue slid out to glide over
the head of his cock and swiped through the clear liquid there and it seemed
the man's entire body froze.
Jared's eyes snapped open and fixed on him, pupils dark and wide, and his
entire form shuddered with pleasure. The look of awe and wonder that slid
across those warm hazel eyes was what seemed to grip Jensen the most, like he
could see the innocence in the man's gaze and the moment it began to fade away.
"Good, is it not?" Jensen murmured and brushed his free hand down Jared's
cheek, dragging the man closer as his legs spread just a little wider. "Open
wider, take more."
The man's head dipped in just the slightest nod and parted his lips, eyes
fluttering closed once more. Jensen's breath hitched as his hips rocked forward
and the head of his cock slid past the flush slick full of Jared's lower lip.
Jensen's fingers in Jared's hair tightened and held, keeping the man firmly in
place as he began a slow rock of his hips.
For the first time in months Jensen found his arousal only growing as his flesh
slid between the gorgeous man's full lips. None of the lack of interest or
boredom like before, just the perfect heart racing pleasure. Jensen moaned and
dropped his head, watching with lust-dark eyes as his cock slid slowly further
into the man's mouth. Jared allowed him to control the pace, his tongue lifting
to flick over the slit each time he drew back.
"Relax your throat, breathe through your nose," Jensen whispered around another
moan as he drew back then thrust forward to sink just a little deeper. Wet heat
surrounded him on all sides, almost halfway down his length now, and Jensen
scraped his nails over Jared's skull and curled his toes into the plush carpet
beneath him. "More. You can do it."
Jared moaned around him and the vibration sent the perfect little flutter of
sensation through Jensen. In the next moment Jared's thick calloused fingers
were curling around his hip bones on either side and Jensen felt his control
snap and flare. The pace of his hips quickened and he thrust deeper, loving the
feel of Jared's throat fluttering around him for a moment.
The man pulled back to cough, the full length of Jensen obviously too much for
him, and Jensen wasted no time in stroking quickly over his cock. Jared's spit
had slicked his skin and barely half a dozen strokes later Jensen's release was
right there.
"Open," Jensen demanded, forcing his own eyes to open so he could watch as the
spray of his come over Jared's lips. He aimed for the inside of the man's mouth
as much as possible, heart lurching when he felt the sudden wet spray of
Jared's own release over his feet.
Jared's grip on his hips was tight and the man panted as he drank down
everything Jensen had to offer, licking at his lips to gather up every inch of
it. Jensen hadn't come like this in a very long time and the moment he stopped
shuddering from his release he dropped to the ground on his knees in front of
Jared, slumping against his shoulder and panting heavily.
"My Lord..." Jared whispered and Jensen could feel his hands hesitating at his
sides, obviously uncertain how to touch him now.
With a soft sigh Jensen pushed back from Jared and wiped at the sweat on his
brow. "I will clean myself now. You may join me in the washroom and wipe that
stuff off."
"Stuff? My Lord?" Jared asked quietly, lifting a hand to his face then dropping
it swiftly when Jensen's brows rose.
A smirk tugged at Jensen's lips and he reached out instead, sweeping a finger
through a strip of almost sparkling semen on Jared's cheek and pressing it
between his still plump lips. "My fluid is covering your face. Unless you would
prefer to eat dinner looking so debauched."
The flush was back on Jared's face and he quickly shook his head, standing up
to allow Jensen to walk past him into the washroom. As Jensen filled the sink
and grabbed a cloth to clean himself he considered how he might talk with
Jared, if they could have a conversation like normal people - like Jensen had
with Chad - but the words didn't seem to form.
When Jared remained silent at his side, Jensen decided there was nothing he
could say while they were both bare. And Jared was a simple marketplace boy,
what would he have to contribute to any conversation anyway?
~~~
Jared had never seen a home like the one that belonged to the Body God. The
floors were clean and sparkling, the rooms were cooler - Jared suspected the
house was furnished with some of the bigger city appliances that had never made
it out to their towns - and the large bath in the Body God's washroom was
almost the size of Jared's bed.
Then there was the Body God himself, who was overwhelming in a way Jared had
never anticipated. Of course, he had never even dared to imagine that the Body
God might have interest in a simple man like him. Jared had heard stories of
their local Body God, had heard that the boy was picky and more of a solitary
being. He didn't expect to be invited to stay long, he was sure Jensen would
send him away at any point now.
And yet, here Jared was, sitting at the grandest table he had ever seen in
front of more food then his family ate in an average week, wearing clothing
that was soft and silky and pleasant on his skin. The food all looked amazing,
smelled amazing, but Jared felt like he was still buzzing from the taste of
Jensen in his mouth. The way the Body God tasted was unlike anything Jared had
tasted - better than any sweet, or the warmest bread, or the purest water.
How could food possibly compare after that?
"Not hungry?" The Body God asked from across the lavish table, causing Jared to
jerk out of his thoughts roughly.
He blinked a few times then tried a small smile, hoping not to upset the God.
"No. I mean, I am. I'm just... this is a lot to take in. This is more food than
I've ever seen... and all I can taste, it's just you. Your- well, I'm sure you
know. Um, I'm just a little overwhelmed is all. Sorry, My Lord, I hope that
doesn't sound ungrateful."
Oh, Mother would be so upset with him if he managed to anger the Body God and
get sent home already.
His heart plummeted when the boy stood in the next moment. He hadn't meant to
upset the Body God but he had been told that honesty was important and he tried
to do that. Jared ducked his head down and tried to stuff down the swell of
disappointment. It wasn't just about the taste of the Body God - which was
amazing - but there was something about the boy... something in his eyes that
seemed lost and sad, and Jared thought maybe he could help. But not now, when
he was about to be sent away.
"I want you to call me Jensen," the Body God said a few moments later and Jared
looked up quickly, surprised to see the boy now sitting in the seat beside him.
Jared blinked a few times and swallowed thickly, hope sparking up in him. "You
aren't sending me away? I mean, thank you... My Lord Jensen."
The Body God laughed and it was one of the most pleasing noises Jared had ever
heard, outside his deep throaty moans at least. "Just Jensen. And no, I am not
sending you away. There is something very appealing about you Jared, I think I
would like to keep you here for some time."
Maybe it shouldn't, but for some reason that surprised Jared. Obviously he had
to appeal to the Body... Jensen... in some way because the boy had even chosen
to dine with him when so many other times he was sent away. But there was
nothing special about Jared except maybe his ability to make a mess of things
so often. It wasn't like he could argue with someone as important as Jensen
though so he simply nodded.
"How old are you?" Jensen asked as he reached across the table to snatch a
piece of bread from a basket, picking it apart and tossing it easily between
his lips.
Jared watched him chew for a long minute before dropping his gaze to his plate.
It seemed rude not to eat now, no matter how not hungry he still was. So Jared
began slowly cutting into the slice of ham on his plate and didn't meet
Jensen's still watchful eye as he answered. "Twenty five. And you... well,
you're sixteen right?"
"I think you already knew that." Jensen laughed softly and Jared could see just
the edge of his arm as the boy reached out for a piece of fruit. "Twenty five?
You look younger. And you are not married? Or betrothed to another?"
It was a question Jared received quite often and it never got any easier to
answer. He could feel the rush of heat on his cheeks and the piece of ham he'd
just slipped between his lips felt dry and rough on his tongue. He forced
himself to swallow and blinked away the tears that were forming in his eyes.
Father had always said he was too sensitive. "No. Not betrothed. I once was
promised but he... the man changed his mind."
Jared flinched because he knew just how that sounded. To be promised to a man -
one he'd never met except for the first time, which turned out to be the last -
and to have that man deny you... it was like a the ultimate scorn to your
person. Add in Jared's clumsiness and the lack of training in any special
skills and Jared was nowhere close to the perfect catch.
"It displeases your family," Jensen said quietly after a few long and
uncomfortable minutes and Jared's head snapped up, eyes widening on him. "Your
parents wish you were married, correct? And you are not. I understand that in
your environment, this must be important and you must be seen as a
disappointment for not securing a successful marriage."
The words stung more than Jared expected, especially considering they were
nothing but the truth. He had simply never heard it laid out like that before
and, despite Jensen being a Body God who was meant to be respected and
worshipped, Jared could feel his defences rising. "And your parents? No one
ever sees them. At least I have my parents to love me, even if I'm their great
disappointment. Who do you have?"
Jared had known the words were horrible but he hadn't been able to get himself
to simply shut up. Now though he clamped his teeth into his lower lip and
stared at Jensen in horror, waiting for the moment the Body God snapped and
ordered one of his guards to drag him off.
Did Jensen have enough authority to order an execution? Seemed likely. God,
Jared really was an idiot.
As the horror slowly crawled through Jared, the boy continued to stare at him,
and the tension built and grew between them. Jared had run through the full
variety of outcomes - what Jensen might do to him or have done to him - but
still there was no real reaction from the boy. And just around the time Jared
started to relax and think maybe Jensen wouldn't order to have him killed, the
Body God stood.
"Come with me."
Jared quickly pushed up to his feet, fumbling over the foot of his chair and
hurrying after Jensen out of the large dining room. The silk garments the boy
wore ruffled out at his sides as he took long strides down the wide hallway and
around the corner, Jared quickening his pace just to keep up. His heart was
racing now and his palms were starting to sweat, mind reeling with the
possibilities.
When they stepped out onto the grand balcony, Jared slowed, lingering back by
the doorway as Jensen walked directly to the railing. Jared had never imagined
stepping out on this balcony, though he could remember many times during his
life when he had stood in the crowd and stared up at it.
Like when Jensen was only three years old and the Mayor had presented the brand
new Body God to their town - the first the gods had blessed to live in their
lands for over a hundred years. Or every Government holiday after that, when
Jensen had stood beside officials as a beacon of light, a symbol that their
town had been given a perfect gift. Jared could remember each of those
holidays, when he had stared up at Jensen's glowing skin and bright eyes and
had always thought, if only I could be so perfect.
"There is not a single person out there who would not give anything to trade
places with me," Jensen murmured softly, back to Jared as he spoke. "And,
sometimes, I would give anything to trade places with any of them."
Jared sucked in a quick surprised breath, lingering back in the doorway for a
moment before stepping slowly forward and reaching out. His hand dropped just
shy of Jensen's back and he wet his lips uncertainty. "Why would you want to
trade places with them? You have the perfect life. You have everything you
could ever want."
"Except someone to love me, as you so eloquently pointed out." Jensen turned to
him, leaning against the stone railing and staring up at Jared.
People walking through the market below were starting to look up at them
curiously and Jared fidgeted in place, dropping his gaze as the familiar blush
rose up on his cheeks. "I didn't mean it to sound like that."
"Perhaps not but it was true. Except maybe Christian, he practically raised me
so I believe he loves me in some way." Jensen sighed and stepped forward,
laying his hand on Jared's arm. "I have more education than anyone you have
ever met, more wealth than this entire town combined. I taste better than
sweetest fruit. I glow brighter than sunshine. What do I need love for?"
Part of Jared was appalled by Jensen's words. He sounded every bit the spoiled
child and not at all like the wonderful Body God who blessed their town with
his very presence. But another part of Jared - the part that was rapidly
winning over his control - felt an aching sadness for the Body God who truly
looked like a sad, lost, lonely little boy. Whether he meant to or not.
Before he could second guess himself Jared stepped forward and framed his hands
on either side of Jensen's face, tilting the boy's head up and dipping down to
seal their lips together. It was his first kiss and Jensen's lips tasted just
as sweet as his skin had. The boy's hands clutched at his chest but Jared held
tighter for just a moment to keep him from pushing away because it felt so very
important. Like he was saying everything he couldn't find the words for just by
working their lips together.
Jared swept his tongue just barely between Jensen's delicious full lips then
finally pulled back from the kiss, panting roughly and staring down at the boy.
He didn't care now, if Jensen decided to kick him out, because he would forever
view the Body God differently. And every time he saw Jensen standing on that
balcony and looking beautiful, he would understand.
"No one has ever done that before," Jensen whispered and stared up at him then
slowly smirked, snagging Jared's arm and dragging him inside. "Come along, it
is time you learn something new."
Jared followed along after Jensen, smiling softly and not pointing out to the
boy that everything that happened between them was new.
~~
There was no way to really explain the pull Jensen felt for Jared. It wasn't
just that he was the most attractive market place man he'd ever seen - though
that certainly didn't hurt - and it wasn't just the way his lips and tongue
felt on Jensen's skin - which they were currently and were certainly pleasing.
Maybe it was the way Jared had spoken to him earlier, when he really should
have known better.
Even if Jared had just been angry and couldn't control the words that fell from
his lips, they had been the truth. And when they'd been out on the balcony and
Jensen had confessed all those things... Jared hadn't treated him like the
spoiled little boy he most likely was.
No, instead Jared had kissed him. Their lips had held and touched together and
it was better than anything Jensen had ever felt mostly because of the meaning
behind it. So, whatever it was about Jared, it was intoxicating and Jensen had
no desire to send it away anytime soon.
Especially judging from how quickly Jared could learn. The man's tongue was
sweeping constantly over his cock, trailing and circling the flesh, drawing up
beads of pre-come and moaning steadily. Jensen combed his fingers through
Jared's hair and spread his legs a little wider, savoring the heat soaking into
his skin.
He'd never considered going further with a consort before. In the past he had
simply let them suck his cock and drink down his come because it felt like his
requirement. But Jared made him want to explore everything else. He made him
want.
"Move your tongue lower," Jensen instructed and spread his legs even wider,
squirming on the mattress to try and see down to Jared easier.
"Lower?" Jared asked quietly, not nearly as shocked and fumbling as he had been
earlier that day.
Maybe their conversation on the balcony hadn't only changed Jensen. "I want you
to taste a different part of me. Wait. Hold on."
Jensen slid his leg to the other side of Jared then rolled over onto his
stomach, pushing up to his knees and settling with Jared between his spread
legs once more. He twisted back to look at the man and smirked when he saw wide
hazel eyes fixed directly on his perfect little ass.
"Now, spread my body apart and lick my hole." The thought of Jared putting his
tongue there on his body made Jensen warm from head to toe. He was eager for
the touch, for what it meant. "You need to adjust to touching me there, since
eventually you will put your cock in me."
"My... but I won't fit! I'll hurt you." Jared stroked his hand softly over
Jensen's ass, the touch like a caress that made Jensen shiver. "I could never
hurt you."
"It is the kind of hurt I want. It is how a lover claims another. This is not a
suggestion Jared; put your tongue on me." Jensen twisted around once more to
narrow his eyes at the man and show just how serious he was before
straightening out and dropping down to his elbows.
It took a long few minutes before he felt the first wet heat of Jared's tongue
on his skin. The steady licked trailed just over the puckered flesh and Jensen
felt his body draw together, the wave of pleasure intense in a way he didn't
expect. Sure, getting his cock sucked had always felt good but it couldn't even
compare to this.
"Do you like it?" Jared asked in a rush, the air falling heated over Jensen's
ass.
Before Jensen could answer, Jared's tongue was moving again, sweeping
constantly over his body. Jensen shuddered and dipped his head, rocking back
into Jared's tongue. "Yes. Oh yes. Don- do not stop, please."
For just a moment Jared hesitate and Jensen nearly spun and yelled at the man
but then the tongue was back, stroking firm and strong over his already
trembling hole. Jensen's lessons had taught him many things and sexual
education was a big part of it, he had to know in order to instruct his
consort, but it had never seemed this overwhelming before. In fact, the act of
sex before had seemed nearly clinical. This was so much very more.
Each stroke of Jared's tongue over his hole was maddening, making Jensen feel
out of control in a way he never had before. He squirmed impatiently on the
mattress, eager for more but not certain if they were ready for that step yet.
Well, he was pretty sure he was ready but he didn't want Jared to experience
everything right away - in case he needed a reason to make him stay.
"Put your finger in me," Jensen instructed, the words catching on a gasp when
the tip of Jared's tongue circled steadily over his rim. "Do it Jared, I want
to feel it."
There was another pause as Jared obviously took in the request then there was a
blunt pressure of a fingertip at his hole. Jensen had only worked his own
fingers up into him before and the heat and width of Jared's calloused digit
was the perfect kind of pleasure. Jared's tongue was still working steadily
over his rim and Jensen shuddered as his vision began to blur.
"More. I can take more." Jensen pressed back against Jared's touch, pulling
completely back and away a beat later.
Twisting around, Jensen spread out on his back on the bed and spread his legs
once more, staring up at the red flush on Jared's face. Their gazes met and
held for a long moment then suddenly Jared was sliding forward, crushing their
lips together in a hard kiss. Jensen moaned and parted his lips instantly,
sucking Jared's tongue between his lips.
As their lips slid constantly apart and together Jensen grasped Jared's hand,
dragging down to guide the still spit-slick finger to his already trembling
hole. He needed to feel that pressure in his body, that connection, it suddenly
felt more important than anything ever had.
Jensen gasped into the kiss as Jared's finger slid all the way inside him,
Jensen's own fingers tight around Jared's wrist to drag him back out and press
forward once more. When Jared moaned into the kiss Jensen inched forward,
wanting to slide over Jared's lap.
It took a few minutes for Jared to get it but when he did, Jensen felt the
man's free hand curl into his hip, dragging and pulling until Jensen was
settled onto his thighs. Jared's finger pulled free, his arm wrapping around
Jensen's body to stretch down and re-enter him from behind.
"Jared," Jensen moaned as their lips parted, rocking back onto Jared's finger.
"Another. Put another in me."
"I don't think it's wet enough." Jared drew his fingers out and lifted them up.
Their gazes met and Jensen's heart seemed to quicken strangely when Jared
sucked two fingers between his lips, wetting the digits quickly.
Jensen felt like he was already incredibly close to the edge when Jared dropped
his hand and slid two fingers all the way up inside him. The burn and stretch
was different but grounding, making Jensen feel more than anything before. And
when Jared's lips descended over his, it was like all the pleasure and
heightening passion building in him bubbled over.
His body trembled and lurched forward against Jared's as his orgasm shook him
to his very core, more intense than any he had felt. There was sweat beading on
his brow and Jared's fingers continued to move slowly in and out of him,
milking the last of his release.
"Who are you?" Jensen whispered softly and curled his fingers around Jared's
cock before the man could answer.
It only took a few strokes to work Jared to his peak, the warm spray of his
release coating and mixing along their skin with his own. Jared moaned long and
deep, pulling his fingers slowly from Jensen and brushing their lips gently
together.
"I'm Jared. Yours, for as long as you want," Jared whispered a few minutes
later.
Jensen slowly wrapped his arms around Jared and laid his head on the man's
shoulder. He didn't know how long he wanted Jared but it was starting to feel
like a permanent thing.
~~
Waking up with Jared's arms wrapped tightly around his body wasn't as odd as
Jensen expected it to be. He couldn't ever remember waking in a bed with
another but he was pretty sure before it would have bothered him immensely. Now
he simply smiled and rolled onto his side, letting his hands fall to Jared's
chest and gently caressing his skin.
"I honestly didn't expect him to be here this morning." Christian was quiet as
he spoke up across the room but Jensen jumped regardless, pulling his hand back
and rolling to face his personal guard.
"We seemed to get along... acceptably." Jensen shrugged and climbed out of bed,
grasping his silk robe from the back of the chair and slipping it on. "Plus, he
is physically pleasing."
"Unbelievable. Jensen? Have you finally chosen a consort? Your parents will be
so pleased." Christian smirked for just a moment before his expression smoothed
out.
Jensen was used to the teasing so he simply shrugged. "I think a temporary
trial might be worth it. He could potentially be my first consort. As long as
he continues to please me."
"I promise I will try my hardest."
Jensen jerked up, realizing that Christian had wiped away his smirk because
Jared had apparently woken up. There was a strange, twisted look on the man's
face and it made Jensen's chest ache in an odd way, lips pursing in a frown.
"Yes, I imagine you will. Being a consort would be a great honor to your
family."
"And of course I wouldn't want to disappoint them any further." Jared nodded
and Jensen found himself missing the smile that had formed on the man's lips
that created those pleasing dimples.
"If you were to be my consort it would bring wealth to your family. I am
certain they would never be disappointed with you again." Jensen turned from
Jared and crossed to his closet. "This is Christian, by the way, I do not
believe you two were properly introduced yesterday. He will be around."
"Nice to meet you Christian," Jared murmured, still sitting on the bed.
Jensen glanced his way and back to Christian, considering the look on his
guard's face. It felt like there was something he had missed, like how he felt
sometimes when he would step into a room and everyone stopped speaking
obviously enough Jensen knew he was being excluded from the conversation. There
was nothing Jensen disliked more than being treated like a child and not given
all the details.
"Jared, clean yourself now please. We will have breakfast soon and I will have
to clean after you." Jensen gestured toward the washroom, turning back to his
closet only to slowly shift back when the man failed to move. "Did you not hear
me?"
"I-I did, Jen- My Lord. I just, I am still bare..." Jared ducked his head down,
hair falling into his face and Jensen frowned in confusion.
"So?" Jensen thought Jared really was like a puzzle, he should have been easy
to understand but Jensen was still left guessing.
"I believe Jared would prefer I not see him naked," Christian muttered, smiling
at Jared on the bed before turning around.
Jensen hadn't even thought about Christian there and he watched as Jared's
cheeks flushed red and the man hurried across the room into the washroom,
closing the door behind him. "Honestly, what did he think you would do if you
saw him naked? You would never touch my consort."
"Jensen..." Christian sighed and stepped closer to Jensen. "I'm not so sure if
Jared would make a good consort for you."
"Why? Did he say something? Or do something?" Jensen turned back to the closet
to find something comfortable to wear for another long day of lessons.
"No, it's nothing he's done. I only think maybe he might be looking for
something you're unable to give him. There was a certain... affection in his
eyes." Christian dropped his voice to a low murmur, ducking his head down to
meet Jensen's confused gaze. "I think there's a very real chance that he might
fall in love with you."
Jensen laughed at that. Why would a consort fall in love with him? Why would
anyone for that matter? It wasn't like Jensen could ever truly give that love
back. When Christian just continued to stare hard at him Jensen sighed and
shook his head. "That is foolish. Jared is... all he is meant for is pleasure
and that is all he will be to me. He is here for bringing my body pleasure and
sharing in my gift. And he knows better."
"Still... I'm not sure if you should spend a lot of time with him. Outside the
physical things of course. Don't forget about your lessons and your
responsibilities. The sooner Jared understands the place of a consort the
better."
With that Christian turned and headed out of the room, leaving Jensen to
consider whether the man was right or not. Jared was raised in their town, he
would have been taught the purpose of a Body God's consort, there was no way he
would even allow love to factor into the picture.
Still, when he stepped into the washroom and looked up to see Jared's bright
smile and those cheek curving dimples, Jensen wasn't entirely certain.
~~~
"What... is it?" Jared's head tilted to the side as he considered the food
before him. For someone who grew up in the market place, Jared was honestly
surprised he didn't recognize the piece of fruit. But then, he wasn't entirely
sure it was a fruit. The red, hairy spike things hardly looked edible.
It seemed more like something that would come to life and suddenly attack him.
Jensen chuckled softly and walked down the table toward him. Jensen had taken
to sitting beside him at the large table and even the servants had noticed,
always placing the two plates and piles of food on one end of the table. "You
have never tried a rambutan? I suppose they are not fruits you sell in your
market."
"I've never seen such a thing. Where do they come from?" Jared pushed back from
the table slightly, watching as Jensen easily lifted one of the fruits,
squeezing it between his fingers. His eyes grew wide when the red skin split
with a pop. "They don't hurt? The spikes?"
"No, feel it. It is like a soft hair. They come from across the ocean, a local
trader brings them here every few months." Jensen's smile grew and Jared's
heart quickened in the strangest way.
He was delighting the boy, by being naive and curious about something out of
the bedroom. Not that they spent a lot of time together that didn't involve sex
or meals, but still, this was something special.
Reaching out, Jared stroked the surface of the red berry and smiled as it
smoothed down beneath his finger tip. "Wow, it is hairy. Furry. How strange.
What does it taste like?"
"Sweet. And sour. A bit like a grape." Jensen pulled the white center free from
the outer shell and stepped closer to Jared, leaning against him and holding it
out. "Taste."
Jared's eyes met and locked with Jensen's as his lips parted. A red flush was
crawling up Jared's cheeks as per usual but he didn't look away as his tongue
slid out and curled around the white gummy fruit. It did remind him of a grape,
sweet and sour, delicious. His tongue slid out to brush over Jensen's finger
tip and gather the lingering taste on his skin.
Jensen gasped in a breath and reached out, laying his hand on Jared's shoulder
as if to steady himself. There was heat swirling between them and Jared curled
his fingers around Jensen's hipbone to draw the boy even closer.
"I liked that. Sweeter than I expected." Jared breathed out and tilted up,
drawing Jensen down to brush their lips together.
This thing between them was amazing, however new it might still be. Jared loved
these unexpected moments when it felt like Jensen and he were growing into
something more, becoming one of those couples Jared might envy if he saw their
romance blooming.
The clearing of a throat had Jensen pulling back before the kiss could deepen,
straightening up and turning toward the doorway. Christian was there, walking
slowly toward them, and the look in his eyes confused Jared. It was like a
warning, one meant for Jensen and not him, and almost instantly Jensen was
stepping even further away and dropping into his seat.
"I've just received word that your parents will be arriving home next week,"
Christian informed, reaching out to grab one of the sweet rolls from the basket
on the table.
Jared looked from the guard back to Jensen, unsure if this news was good or
not. He could remember seeing the Body God's parents from a distance over the
years but the older Jensen had gotten, the less they seemed to be around.
Jensen simply shrugged and grabbed his own rambutan, popping it open between
his fingers.
"Please make sure their room has been properly prepared for their arrival."
Jensen nodded up at Christian then turned back to the food, effectively ending
any further discussion on the topic.
Jared thought of his own parents and how he wished he could see them and tell
them all about Jensen. It made him sad that Jensen apparently didn't have the
same relationship with his own parents but that was okay. Jared could be that
for Jensen, he would be, given enough time.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Spending time at the Body God's luxurious home was a lot more challenging and
well, dull, than Jared expected. Whenever Jensen was with him, their bodies
rolling together and their tongues tangling, the time flew past. But during the
day - like the first few when Jared was there - the boy spent quite a lot of
time on his lessons, meeting with Government officials, preening. Though Jared
would never call him on that particular thing.
And those first few days it was okay, Jared was able to roam the large house
and the giant backyard with the greenest grass he'd ever seen and simply
appreciate how grand and beautiful everything was. Jared enjoyed exploring but
whenever Jensen wasn't at his side it felt strange. He didn't belong in such a
nice home, he felt like he would break anything he came in contact with.
So, after five days in Jensen's company, when the Body God didn't automatically
head off to lessons after breakfast Jared found himself more than a little
relieved. In truth, it wasn't just about feeling uneasy and lonely. Jared most
enjoyed when Jensen was around, when the boy touched him and kissed him, and
every now and then when the boy would tell him a story about greater things.
Jared wanted more of those stories just like he wanted more of Jensen.
"No lessons this morning?" Jared asked quietly as they walked slowly outside,
Jensen kicking his feet along the silky soft grass.
"No, today I get a break." Jensen murmured softly and let his shoulder bump
against Jared's.
The idea that Jensen might spend the entire day with him made Jared feel warm
from head to toe and he smiled with a blush down at his feet. "And no
Government meetings?"
"No meetings." Jensen sighed and stopped walking abruptly, turning toward Jared
with arched brows. "I can be elsewhere, if you would prefer."
Jared stopped and slowly turned back to Jensen, searching the rapidly growing
familiar green eyes. There was a lot Jensen didn't say to him, a lot Jared had
to figure out on his own, and this felt like one of those moments. "I want you
with me, all day."
"Well, we could go back to the bedroom." Jensen took a step back, turning
toward the house. "If that is what you would enjoy more."
Before Jensen could get any further Jared had quickly lunged forward, grasping
the boy's arm and pulling him back. Jensen stumbled and stared wide eyed up at
him and out of the corner of his eye Jared could see Christian moving forward
and he dropped his hand quickly. "Can't you just spend time with me? Not in a
bedroom?"
Jensen's head tilted as he stared up at Jared, lips pursing in a frown. "You
are my consort. Our time together is meant to be in the bedroom, not out of
it."
"Then why are you here?" Jared asked before he could think better of it. He did
that a lot with Jensen, speaking out of turn, saying more than he was meant to.
But Jensen hadn't gotten mad at him about it. Yet.
"Well, the day is nice. And a walk sounded pleasant." Jensen looked around then
blew out a slow breath, turning back to glance at Christian and nodding once
before leading the way forward once more.
Jared began to walk with him though at this point he wasn't sure if the boy
wanted it or not. It was hard to figure Jensen out, Jared thought he could use
lessons in how to speak and understand Body God. "May I walk with you?"
"Are you not already?" Jensen glanced over at him, turning to lead them into
the hedge maze that Jared had been too afraid to go into before.
He would get lost if he tried, he was sure. "I am. Why do you always talk like
that? With me anyway. You know you don't have to."
"What is wrong with the way I talk?" Jensen frowned and slid his arms over his
chest.
It reminded Jared of his sister, who always seemed to get so moody when anyone
called her out on a certain behavior. A small smile formed on Jared's lips and
he let his fingers gently slide down Jensen's shoulder. "It's so... proper.
Like you'll get lectured if you loosen up and speak freely. With me, you can.
I'll never judge you based on the way you speak."
"Stop pretending like you know me." Jensen huffed and shook his head, turning
sharply one way and then another.
Jared really hoped that Jensen knew where he was going because he had no idea
how to get back out of the maze once more. The fact that Jensen was still
walking told Jared he couldn't really be all that mad so Jared simply shrugged.
"Maybe I do know you. Maybe you're just afraid of admitting it."
"No, you do not know me. You just think you do because, like the rest of the
town, you have watched me grow up. That does not mean you get me in some
special way." Jensen scoffed and picked up the pace, causing Jared to lengthen
his step to catch up with the boy.
A frown tugged at Jared's lips and he pushed at the soft silky garments Jensen
had gotten made for him. It was strange, wearing the fancy clothes, maybe it
gave him the illusion that he understood Jensen in a special way. Clearly that
was the wrong idea. "I'm sorry... I just thought- I thought maybe you wanted to
have someone you could be completely at ease with, someone you didn't have to
impress."
In the next beat Jensen spun around, so quick Jared didn't have time to brace
himself. He walked directly into the boy's much smaller frame and reached up
quickly to grasp his arms and steady them both. Jensen stared up at him with
wide eyes, lower lip slid out in a pout Jared had never really seen.
For just a moment the boy's eyes watered over and Jared's heart shot up into
his throat. Had he just made the Body God cry? That was horrible of him. Before
Jared could figure out the best way to continue his apology, to convince Jensen
he really meant no harm, the boy gripped his shoulders and tugged down hard.
Their lips collided hard together, Jared's arms instantly slipping around the
Body God's narrow waist and drawing him up. When he lifted, Jensen's legs
easily slipped around his middle and Jared moaned and stumbled forward. This
kiss felt different from the others, harder and sharper, desperate in a way
they never usually were.
"Jensen," Jared gasped when their lips parted then collided hard back together.
Jared could feel how hard the boy was already, rocking up against him
shamelessly.
The pleasure flared up in him and Jared pushed at the silky clothes, eager to
feel the boy's smooth and creamy skin beneath his palms. Jared stumbled forward
and began to fall, turning quickly to fall onto his back and spare Jensen the
pain. All the air rushed from his lungs and Jensen pushed back, staring down at
Jared with lust dark eyes.
"I want you in me. I want you to claim me." Jensen traced fingers down Jared's
cheek, caressing the smooth skin. "Do you want me?"
More and more Jared thought the only person he would ever want was Jensen. He
wanted to learn everything about him, wanted to spend every moment with him,
wanted to do so much more than all the touching. So far, Jensen hadn't seemed
very interested in conversations but this had to be a good sign. Jensen wanted
him like this, Jared thought the boy was beginning to feel as Jared was.
"Yes." Jared nodded, smiling up at the boy and running his hands over thin,
firm thighs. In the next moment Jensen's touch was gone, the boy pushing up to
his feet and shrugging out of his clothes. Jared's eyes grew wide and he stared
up at Jensen in shock. "You mean right here? Now?"
"Here and now." Jensen nodded, smirking when Jared looked around them. "We are
in the middle of a maze, no one will find us. I even have this."
Jensen produced a small bottle from his pocket before pushing out of his pants,
standing bare before him. Jared's eyes slid the full length of the Body God.
He'd never quite gotten used to how beautiful Jensen was, the glow of his skin,
the brightness of his eyes, he was breathtaking and Jared could never get
enough of staring.
"What are you waiting for? Get undressed."
Swallowing a moan at the demand, Jared pushed up and his feet and quickly
slipped out of his clothes, palms growing damp from the rise of nerves and
excitement. By the time he was naked Jensen was already spread out on his
clothes on the grass, one finger slicked and working up inside him.
The sight had Jared losing out on the moan. He stepped forward and knelt down,
taking the bottle from Jensen's grasp and slicking up the skin. "Let me prepare
you."
Their eyes met and Jensen nodded, pulling his finger free. The slick liquid in
the bottle warmed over his skin, obviously some special oil made specially for
the Body God to use. Jared knew how this felt, slipping his fingers up into the
tight heat of the beautiful boy's body.
"No one has ever claimed you," Jared whispered and it wasn't a question. He
didn't understand why Jensen had been choosing to save himself but the very
idea thrilled him. He wanted to be Jensen's first, Jensen's only.
"No one. Just you." Jensen spread his legs even wider; working his hips down
onto the two fingers Jared already had sliding into him. "Another. Jared, I
need you."
No one had ever needed Jared, no one thought he was worth that. And Jensen was
so important, the idea that he could find Jared worth any of those feelings
made him feel dizzy in the best way. As his three fingers began to work up into
the tight hole he fell forward, capturing the boy's lips in another deep kiss.
Jared tried to imagine what it was going to feel like, sliding his cock into
that tight heat and feeling it clamp around him on all sides. Part of him felt
like he couldn't possibly fit. Mostly though he was so desperate for the
connection between them he felt like he might lose control before it even came
to that.
"Now, pull your fingers free and slick the liquid over your cock." Jensen broke
from the kiss and nudged Jared back. "Then you will line yourself up and thrust
forward, all at once, until you can not go any further."
"Won't I hurt you?" Jared frowned at the idea but pulled his fingers back as
instructed, dumping more of the liquid over his fingers and hastily stroking
his cock. The warming liquid felt amazing and Jared wanted to linger on the
touch but he didn't want to hit his release before he could get inside Jensen.
"No. Another perk of being a Body God, my body is made for this. Especially
with that liquid. Yes, just like that. Now hurry, I - I can't wait any longer."
Jensen's breath hitched as he spoke, like the change in his usual wording was
almost too much for him.
Jared stared down at the boy for a long moment then lined up just as Jensen had
ordered, pressing forward in one steady thrust. The heat was so intense, the
pressure so tight, Jared wasn't sure how he managed not to release right away.
He nearly collapsed down on Jensen, hands digging into the grass on either side
of the boy's body, chest shaking with each deep and laboured breath.
"I never thought... I never knew it would feel like this," Jensen whispered and
Jared forced his eyes open to watch the pleasure coloring the boy's cheeks.
"You like it? How does it feel?"
"Tight," Jared gasped out and rocked his hips, feeling like he needed more time
to adjust then Jensen did. "And so hot. I feel like we're connected, like
there's only us."
Jensen pushed up and slid his lips over Jared's once more, drawing his legs up
so it felt like Jared moved even deeper. He shifted his hips, rocking back and
forward as if he could get Jared to move. When nothing happened he pulled back
and growled into the kiss, "move, now."
Sucking in a quick breath, Jared drew back and slowly thrust forward. The
friction and slide was perfect and, unsurprisingly, Jensen was instantly
demanding more. Jared didn't bother with slow as he drew back and slammed
quickly forward, dipping his head down to rest against Jensen's as he moved.
Their bodies slapped loudly together, lips brushing and colliding with every
thrust. Jared could feel the sweat beading along his forehead and dripping down
as he worked his cock with hard forward drives. Jensen's body was clenching and
releasing around him, the soft moans falling from the boy's lips growing louder
and louder as he arched up to meet each motion.
"Jensen," Jared gasped and staring down at Jensen to watch the pleasure growing
on his face. He knew that look, Jensen was getting close, and the fact that
Jared could be the one to bring him there sent a rush of power through him.
"Touch me," Jensen demanded, moaning loudly when Jared reached between them and
the angle of his thrusts changed. "Yes, there. That spot. Please, Jared! More."
Jared wasn't entirely sure what spot he had hit and why it was so good but he
aimed for the same angle as he thrust forward once more, struggling to balance
as he continued to stroke over the boy's cock between their bodies. Jared
couldn't catch his breath, could only listen to the sounds of their skin
meeting with hard slaps and the labored pants coming from both of them.
He was right on the edge when Jensen's body suddenly clamped vice tight around
him and the hot spray of the Body God's release splashed between them. Jared's
hips stuttered forward, a deep moan sliding up his throat and echoing around
them. He thrust forward through his orgasm, claiming the boy completely by
filling him up.
When he finally cleared the bright spots from his vision and sucked in a quick
greedy breath he drew back from Jensen and fell to the side, staring up at the
bright blue morning sky. Beside him Jensen was panting still, arm falling out
to land on Jared's chest.
They came down from their releases together in comfortable silence, breathing
slowing to normal, sides pressed tight together. A smile was playing across
Jared's lips and he let his head fall to the side, considering the brighter
than usual glow of the Body God's skin.
"Was it worth it? Waiting all this time to be claimed?"
Jared watched as Jensen's Adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed, his gaze
staying fixed on the sky. For a long while he didn't answer but Jared simply
continued to stare, too enthralled with the boy to look away.
So when Jensen slowly nodded, Jared's smile only grew and he pulled him just a
little closer.
~~
It was easy to pretend with Jared, when they were alone together and it was
just them. Jensen could pretend that he didn't have all these obligations, that
it was just them and nothing else would matter in the long run. But the moment
they stepped out of the maze, his body still tingling pleasantly and his
muscles still loose and relaxed, he caught sight of Christian just outside the
back door and his heart sank.
Jensen's fingers were curled through Jared's but a beat later Christian's eyes
dropped, narrowing on the touch, and he quickly pulled away. It wasn't like he
had forgotten the conversation they had on Jared's first morning there, and the
ones they'd had several times since then. Jared was feeling something for
Jensen and no matter what Jensen might be feeling in return, there was no way
they could truly be something.
Jared didn't even really understand, despite what he insisted. He had these
grand ideas of what it meant to be a Body God, just like everyone else did, but
no one really knew. Part of Jensen wanted to play oblivious, pretend he didn't
see the bright look of longing in Jared's eyes, but he was pretty sure that
wouldn't turn out well for either of them.
The idea of doing something to end that look that? Jensen hated it, shuddering
at the thought alone.
"Are you okay?" Jared asked quietly, stroking his fingers down Jensen's arm in
a caress too tender and soft.
It made Jensen's heart race just a little faster and he wet his lips, glancing
once more at Christian before turning to face Jared. "I am fine. I should go
check in with the offices, make sure no business has come up that could be
important."
The way Jared's shoulders slumped and his eyes dropped made Jensen feel guilty.
Which was just another sign that things were getting to be too much already. A
point that was only driven home when Jared spoke up in a soft murmur. "Really?
Do you have to? Because I thought maybe we could spend the day together... you
know, talk some more, get to know more about each other."
Jensen could see Christian moving closer out of the corner of his eye and his
heart picked up speed. It would be so easy to spend the day with Jared, lay in
his arms like he had out there in the middle of the maze and just let the world
fade away from them. But he knew what he was, what he'd always been and would
always be. That would never be Jensen's life and even entertaining the notion
he could have that, just for the day, was ridiculous.
"We are not lovers Jared. You are my consort and I am the Body God. I have
responsibilities to take care of and you have already fulfilled yours for the
day." The words were too harsh, Jensen hated them the moment they left his
lips, but it was too late to take them back.
When he risked a glance back up Jared was staring down at him with wide watery
hazel eyes. Jensen couldn't stand seeing the look of pain on his face to he
looked toward Christian instead, who was watching them with tight pursed lips.
"But... but what we did, in the maze." This time Jensen didn't have to look at
Jared to know he was blushing, the man's cheeks were often turning red and it
was more sweet then Jensen cared to acknowledge. "I thought you cared for me,
like I care for you. Why can't we be more? I could be more than your consort."
Jensen's heart twisted painfully and he lifted his gaze to the sky, swallowing
down all the parts of him that already cared too much for Jared. It took a long
few minutes for him to get the battling emotions under control and when he
finally managed to speak, he was surprised how cold his voice sounded. "You are
a peasant, from the market place. What on earth would give you the idea that we
could ever be more?"
"Jensen," Christian said softly, not loud enough to cover the sound of Jared's
sharp intake of breath.
It was Christian who kept reminding Jensen of his position so he had no problem
shooting a glare toward the man, even if it wasn't his fault. "What? It is the
truth after all. Jared, you are no better than my property and that is all you
will ever be. If you can not handle it, then you might as well leave."
"Don't say that!" Jared gasped out and reached forward, grabbing Jensen's
forearm and tugging him back. "You have to care for me, I know you do. I saw it
in your eyes! You wanted me."
"I deal with Government officials nearly every day Jared, I have known how to
be appease the masses since I was five." Jensen practically hissed the words,
fighting with all he had to keep the tears from pricking at his eyes. Jared
looked devastated and Jensen felt like a hand had driven hard into his chest
and squeezed his heart.
"Don't lie to me!" Jared yelled, louder than Jensen had ever heard the man
speak. His grip on Jensen's arm tightened and he yanked hard, causing Jensen to
stumble forward.
In a flash Christian was forward, using all of his strength to pull Jared free
and shove at him, sending him flying across the grassy yard. Jensen's eyes
widened as he watched Jared fall hard back, all the air rushing from in an
audible whoosh. He barely resisted the urge to dive forward and fall at Jared's
side to ensure the man was alright.
"Jensen," Jared whispered, all the anger gone from his voice. Instead he
sounded hurt, crushed, and Jensen looked his way just long enough to see wet
tears streak down his cheeks before turning quickly away. "Please don't do
this. You don't have to be what everyone else says. You're special, you can be
whatever you want. You can be with me."
"I think it's time for you to go Jared," Christian said quietly, a lot softer
than Jensen would have expected considering how hard he had shoved Jared away
before.
Tears were threatening at the edge of Jensen's eyes and he turned his back to
both men, desperate not to show Jared any weakness. Maybe the man was right,
maybe he could be whatever he wanted, but his entire purpose as a Body God was
to please others and falling in love would cause nothing but drama. They would
never let Jensen have Jared.
"Jensen? Please don't send me away..." Jared had moved closer, Jensen could
hear his soft and shaky voice just behind him and could almost imagine the heat
of his body.
He would miss that heat. He would miss the way Jared felt wrapped around him at
night. And the way it felt to be full and connected together as they only had
been once, not even a half hour before. Everything had fallen apart so quickly
and Jensen wasn't ready for a life alone once more. "Leave, Jared. Just... go."
"But I can-"
"I said go!" It was Jensen's turned to yell, spinning when he felt fingers
sliding over the back of his shirt. Jared's eyes were glassy and tear filled,
cheeks read, mouth parted, and Jensen quickly looked away. "Jared, it will be
better for you in the long run, I am not what you think I am. And I am not
yours."
Jensen pushed himself forward, walking away from Jared with steps that felt
heavy and painful. Tears were pricking at his eyes and when something that
sounded like a sob echoed from behind him, Jensen nearly lost the ability to
keep moving.
It wasn't until he was in the safety of his room that he finally let loose the
emotions he'd been battling with while sending Jared away. Tears burned down
his cheeks, legs shaking as he slid slowly down to the ground. He would fall
apart now, allow himself this moment, and continue to tell himself that it was
all for the best. For Jared.
~~~
It was strange walking through the market again, travelling the familiar paths
to his home, even though he hadn't been gone a week. It felt like he'd been
with Jensen a lifetime, caught up in their own little world that was beautiful
and quiet and them. The market was busy and crowded as always, people jostling
and pushing to get wherever they were headed as quickly as possible.
Jared felt hollow, numb, Jensen's words echoing through his mind. I am not
yours.
Why would Jensen send him away? After they shared something so amazing? Had he
done something wrong? Had he not been good?
"Jared!" Mother gasped out in surprise the moment she saw him, rushing around
the market stand and hurrying forward. "My boy, look at you, your hair has
grown! And your skin is so soft! Being with the Body God has done wonders for
you!"
He hadn't noticed the difference before, the way being with Jensen had made him
change. It would all go back to normal before too long he thought and then
Mother wouldn't be smiling up at him with joy and pride. How would he tell them
that Jensen sent him away? What sort of disappointment would he be now?
"What are you doing here? Did you need to collect some things? Oh, does the
Body God want us to come for dinner?" Mother perked up, sliding fingers through
her hair as if to straighten it out.
Jared dropped his head as tears began to rise up once more. He was a grown man,
Jensen was just a child, but the boy somehow managed to shatter his heart. Was
this just something that Jensen enjoyed doing? Getting a consort to fall for
him, sleep together, then sending him off?
No. Jared couldn't think of the boy as Jensen any longer. He was the Body God,
that mystical being in the distance, and Jared didn't know him at all.
"I'm sorry Mother, no special dinner. I'm home now." He ducked his head down to
hide his tears and slid around the woman, heading back through the market, into
his home.
Jared didn't know how to live a normal life again but he supposed he could fake
it until people believed he was just fine. He'd been doing basically that his
entire life.
~~
It was just a piece of clothing. Jensen should send it to the tailors and have
it altered and changed. Or better yet, he should throw it out. Instead he was
lifting the material to his nose and sniffing, searching for the last little
hint of Jared's scent. It was there, just barely, and he knew he shouldn't care
but he couldn't help it.
"Jensen?" Christian's voice was quiet from the door but it was enough to
surprise Jensen and he dropped the material from his fingers. "Are you
alright?"
Three days had passed, of course he was okay, why shouldn't he be? It was more
than half the time that Jared had been with him but it still felt like some
bigger part of him was missing. Like Jensen had thrown away the most important
thing he'd ever owned. But Jared wasn't his possession and the fact that he
could even think that way, that was a big part of the problem.
Jensen couldn't say any of these things though, no matter how good of a friend
Christian might be to him. So he simply nodded and crossed his room to sort
through some clothing laying there. "I am fine."
"Really? Because I don't think I've seen any kind of smile or smirk, definitely
none of the usual sarcasm in the last few days. Ever since Jar-"
"I said I am fine," Jensen snapped, spinning toward Christian with wide eyes.
"You told me, right? You insisted I not let him get close. And so, he is gone,
and it was for the best right?"
Christian stared back at him for a long moment then slowly nodded, letting his
hands drop to his sides. "It was for the best. Your parents are here. Would you
like to go say hello?"
The last thing Jensen really wanted was to see his parents. He was fairly sure
the reason they'd come back was because they had heard about Jensen having a
consort for more than half a day. But that consort was gone now and Jensen felt
more alone and isolated than he'd ever felt before. And he would really rather
not listen to their lecture of how important a consort was.
"I miss him," Jensen whispered as he slowly walked toward his bedroom door. He
kept his gaze down on the ground and stopped beside Christian, shoulders
slumping. "He was so different and there will never be another like him. Not
that long ago you thought I deserved a chance at something more, did you not?"
"I did but it wasn't my place. I shouldn't encourage you in a life you can't
even have." Christian reached out and rested his hand over Jensen's shoulder,
squeezing softly. "I'm sorry Jensen. You know if you weren't..."
"A Body God, yes, I know. Everything would be different if I was not a damn
Body God." Jensen looked up at Christian, letting him see the tears in his eyes
and giving his guard a wry smile. "But I am. Which means I am doomed to a life
of very pretty solitude with pointless magic semen and parents that only love
me for what my status brings to them. I am so lucky."
"Maybe you are." Christian slid his arm around Jensen and pulled him forward
for a tight hug. "No matter what happens, whatever you decide in the long run,
know that I will always support you. Okay?"
Jensen wasn't sure what that meant - what could possibly happen? - but it still
soothed some of the ache in him. He stepped into the hug and soaked in comfort
from Christian's touch.
~~~
"So what's he like?" Megan asked around a mouthful of food and Jared paused,
fingers tightening of a piece of fresh bread.
The food between them barely equalled a quarter of any given meal that had been
served by the Body God but this meal was more soothing. Even cramped together
at the small dinner table, his sister and her husband, his parents with their
curious and likely disappointed eyes, Jared knew this place. It was solid and
familiar and Jared's life now.
"Megan, please," Mother whispered quiet and quick, obviously trying to spare
Jared from answering the painful question.
"I'm curious. Aren't you? It's not like anyone can really say they've spent
that much time with a Body God." Megan inched closer to the table, smiling over
at Jared. "You seriously don't want to tell us every little thing?"
Some part of Jared did want to tell them everything, he wanted to spend hours
waxing on about how he'd spent five days with a Body God and it changed his
entire life. But he knew there weren't words to properly describe it all. Where
would he even begin?
"Was it that bad?" Megan asked once more, this time with half a laugh that
seemed forced.
When Jared looked slowly back up his sister was watching him with sad eyes,
like she knew everything he couldn't bring himself to say. Ducking his head
down once more, Jared tore at his bread and lifted his shoulders in a shrug.
"It was wonderful," he finally admitted in an honest murmur, knowing there was
no point in lying to his family. It would be easy to pretend the place was
awful, that being sent away was for the best, but Jared was an honest person by
nature. Even if it meant receiving more of his parents disappointment. "The
home was beautiful, and very quiet, there was a giant yard full of grass and
flowers and a maz- it was very pleasant."
"Sounds like it." Mother reached out and laid her hand over Jared's arm,
squeezing softly. It was more sympathy than Jared expected and he smiled up at
the women before stuffing some bread into his mouth.
"And the Body God?" Megan pressed when Jared failed to speak up and provide
more details.
Jared swallowed the bread thickly, lifting his glass to sip from to keep from
choking. It took a few minutes before he could manage any sort of answer and
when he finally did he kept his eyes fixed down on the plate before him. "Jen-
the Body God was... beyond words. His grace, his intelligence, his-"
"Taste?"
"Megan!" Mother hollered out in protest and Jared's lips twitched into a smile
when his Father and brother-in-law laughed.
"What?" Megan batted innocent eyes at Mother then grinned over at Jared. "We
all know the stories. Nothing can ever compare to the taste of a Body God,
right?"
Jared felt like his cheeks were burning, his heart racing at just the thought
of that taste. There was no way to tell his family just what it was like when
his eyes were stinging with tears at just the memory. "He was amazing," Jared
finally managed to whisper, shoulders lifting in a shrug like he could make
everything sound less important then it was.
"Really? Do you feel like... healthier? That's what they say right? That a Body
God is meant to change every part of you. So do you feel like-"
"I feel like my heart's just been ripped out!" Jared snapped, reaching the
limit for his question tolerance without even realizing it. The tears that had
been threatening resurfaced immediately and Jared slammed his fist hard down on
the table. "You think I don't know just what I've lost? How amazing he is? But
hey guess what, no big surprise, I'm not worthy of the Body God, just another
person I've disappointed. So you want to know what he's like Megan? There is no
way to describe just how much he made me feel and how I will always long for
him and how he has changed every part of me. Satisfied?"
"Jared..." Megan whispered, staring up at him with wide eyes like the rest of
the family currently was.
He had never yelled at his family before, which is probably why they seemed so
shocked at his outburst. Jared's shoulders slumped and he pushed away from the
table, standing and turning away from them. "I don't want to talk about this
anymore. I just want to get on with my life."
Jared walked out of the room before anyone else could speak up. His family
couldn't understand what he was feeling now but one of these days he'd figure
out how to move on with life.
~~
"You never said what was wrong with the last one."
Jensen looked up from his book on the history of the modern Government,
considering his mother standing there with a slight frown. She didn't come to
interrupt him when he was studying very often. Actually, she rarely ever sought
him out for conversation for that matter.
Even though he knew what she meant, who the last one was, it seemed safer to
pretend ignorance. No reason he should make it obvious that almost three weeks
had passed since Jared left and he still thought about him constantly. "The
last what?"
Mother smiled, fonder then Jensen could ever remember seeing, and walked across
the room to sit down beside him on his large plush bed. "Jared, the last
consort. It's okay to still speak of him you know."
"I honestly had no idea who you were referring to." Jensen shrugged and turned
his gaze down, surprised by the heat on his cheeks. Maybe that was just one of
the reasons Jared had been sent away, the way he made Jensen feel so self-
conscious and naive, not like the amazingly wonderful Body God he was.
"Ah. Of course. So, what was wrong with him? I've never seen a consort last
five days with you, usually you're so picky." Mother reached out to gently
brush hair back from his brow and Jensen looked quickly up, surprised by the
touch.
This had to be some type of trick, maybe Christian had told her and she was
preparing for a lecture. If that was the case, Jensen was cutting her off
before she could get there. He knew why Jared had to go. "He cared too much.
About me. He was getting too attached and it compromised his ability to perform
as a proper consort. So I sent him away."
"Oh, I see." Mother's hand dropped and Jensen looked back at his book, unsure
why he felt so disappointed about the entire thing. He expected that to be the
end of the conversation, Mother not needing to lecture him about proper Body
God behavior, so he was surprised when she cleared her throat and spoke up
again.
"You know Jensen... when I had you, even when you were just in my womb, I knew
you were different, something special. Your father and I had been trying for
years to have a child and I had almost given up hope. But then, you came along,
and you were so smart and beautiful, with those bright green eyes and your
constant curiosity. Then I learned what you were, a Body God, and I couldn't
believe I'd been blessed with such a gift but at the same time... I felt so
horrible."
Jensen frowned and slowly closed his book, shifting so he could see his Mother
better. He had no idea where this speech of hers was going and when she didn't
continue after a few minutes he hesitantly reached to touch her arm. "Horrible?
Because of what I am?"
"No. Not because you were a Body God, that is always a blessing to the people.
But I knew what it meant for you, for your future. I knew that you would have
to grow up so quickly, that you would be isolated and alone. I knew you would
have to learn some hard lessons about the world and that there was no way I
could protect you from all of that."
There were tears glistening in Mother's eyes and Jensen could feel his own eyes
beginning to sting. Suddenly, some things were making sense in a way they'd
never had. "Is that why... why you pulled away from me? Why you and father went
on all those trips and just, left me here?"
"Oh baby, you have to understand, I never wanted to just leave you." Mother
inhaled shakily and took Jensen's hand, squeezing it tightly between hers. "You
are my only child and I love you with everything I am. But I couldn't protect
you from the real world, if I'd been here all the time, things would have been
harder for you. You needed to learn how to make the tough decisions, how to be
a grown up even when you were just a child."
Jensen bit down on his lip, letting Mother's confession sink in. All the times
he'd been lonely, scared, uncertain, he had hated his parents for not being
there to support him. But he had gotten through them, figured it all out, and
it had made him stronger. Unfortunately it also made him colder and the
loneliness never went away. "You needed to teach me how not to love anyone."
Mother gasped and Jensen only had a moment to brace himself before arms were
thrown over his shoulders, squeezing tightly. "No, that was- I never meant for
that to be what you learned. I had always meant to show you just how much I
loved you but as time passed you were always so distant and it just became
easier to not... be here. But, Jensen, please, you can be angry with me but
there is something you must understand."
For a while Jensen let himself sink into Mother's touch, surprised by just how
comforting it was. When she didn't continue speaking though he straightened up
and wiped at his eyes, frowning over at her. "What?"
"There is no law that says a Body God can't love."
"What? But I thought..." Jensen trailed off, completely thrown by Mother's
words. This entire conversation was feeling a little like too much for him.
"I know. It's not exactly common, but you wouldn't be the first. I have looked
into it and there are a few times in the past where a Body God has had only one
consort. You won't be able to marry, or have children but you can love, Jensen.
No one can take that power from you, no matter who you are."
Jensen gasped out a breath, tears flowing freely now. His hand found Mother's
and squeezed tightly, heart hammering in his chest. "I do not think I can. I
just know how to be this. A Body God. How do I love Jared the way he deserves?"
"Baby, you already do," Mother murmured, stroking a hand over his cheek. "I've
felt your sadness at his loss. You haven't even considered looking for a
replacement. You want him as yours alone and there's no one stopping it but
you."
"I threw him out. I was awful to him, why would he even want me back?" But even
the idea of having Jared with him again was making his heart race and Jensen
felt the first spark of hope he'd really ever experienced.
"All you can do is try, right? Maybe, if he really did care too much, he hasn't
gotten over you yet." Mother gave him a soft smile, leaning in to press a kiss
to his temple.
Jensen nodded as he considered it, whether Jared was still waiting for him like
he had done so patiently during his short time there. Part of him wanted to
rush off to find the man right that second but his gaze lingered on his Mother.
"Will you and Father stay now? I think... I would like if we could get to know
each other more."
"We will baby, I promise. Now, go fetch Christian and bring home your Jared. I
would really like to meet him."
Jensen gave her the first real smile he'd felt in weeks and nodded, tossing his
book to the side.
~~~
The market was familiar, as boring and dull and lonely as it had ever been.
Jared kept waiting for something exciting to happen but day after day passed
and it was more of the same thing, the constant bustling crowd and never ending
supply of often unhappy customers. Jared's parents had started suggesting he
try looking for a potential spouse once more but he wasn't ready.
No one would ever compare anyway.
"Do you sell these?"
Jared would know that voice anywhere, even before he looked up from the melons
he was placing into the wooden container. His eyes fixed on the red small hairy
fruit in the open palm, the glow coming from the Body God brighter than the
sunshine. Jared's heart skipped a beat and his eyes fluttered closed.
"Rambutans. No. I'm sorry, we don't sell those here. I've heard... they're
pretty exotic, not local."
"Well, maybe you can recommend something else I might like? Something I could
take home with me?"
It felt like a strange torture, having the Body God here talking to him so
casually. Jared couldn't even handle thinking his name and when he finally
looked back up, he was pretty sure there were tears evident in his eyes.
"Nothing we have here would be worthy of a Body God. Sorry My Lord."
Jared turned away, back to the melons, and willed them to go away. It was cruel
for them to be here, that beautiful Body God. And Christian, of course, who was
always there to protect and make sure no one got too close. Jared thought maybe
he could lay all the blame on that man and that would make it easier but that
hadn't worked so far.
"Jared," the soft whisper made him shudder and Jared froze when a soft silky
palm rested over his forearm. "Please, just talk to me for a moment. I know
that it is probably the last thing you want to do but I need... I need you."
The words had Jared freezing, his eyes fluttering and his stomach twisting as
he turned slowly to face the Body God. It surprised him, seeing the tears
shining in his eyes, and Jared sucked in a breath as he stepped forward. "Jen-
My Lord? What's... what do you need?"
"Come back with me, to my home. I want... I need you there. And I need to speak
with you. Please? Just give me another chance?" The Body God stepped closer,
pressing up against the fruit stand, and Jared could see hope shining in his
eyes. He wasn't really the Body God in that moment, he looked like the scared,
lost little Jensen Jared had just barely gotten to know.
It broke all the defences down in him. Earlier that day if you had asked him,
Jared would have insisted he would never go anywhere with the Body God again
but now he couldn't say no. In truth, Jared was pretty sure he never would have
been strong enough to say no to Jensen.
"Okay. Let me just... I need to tell my parents, so they can come out and run
the stand. You... will you wait?"
"Yes. Thank you Jared." Jensen beamed at him and stepped back up to Christian's
side.
Jared gave him just the briefest smile before turning to head into his home. He
wasn't entirely sure how this would play out, or what the Body God could
possibly need from him, but there was really no where else he wanted to be.
~~
That adorable little puzzled look was back on Jared's face, though really it
had been there from the moment Jensen had approached him. But no matter how
confused he might be, Jared really was nothing but a gentleman and when he'd
been introduced to Jensen's parents, he'd been polite and smiled and spoken
with them throughout their entire dinner. Jensen had been more pleased then he
could have imagined, watching his parents speak with Jared in such a friendly
way, and he thought maybe he could really let this be his life now.
Only, Jared was looking confused all over again and Jensen knew he had a lot of
explaining to do. He'd been putting it off because he was scared. What if Jared
didn't feel the same? He had thought there was a look of longing in those hazel
eyes but Jensen thought it might be wishful hoping on his part.
"Jen... My Lord?" Jared turned as the bedroom door closed and Jensen frowned at
the formal name.
Jared still knew him better than anyone and that had happened so quickly,
Jensen didn't want there to be anything formal between them. "Please call me
Jensen again. I miss that. I miss you."
"But you... I miss you too, Jensen. But you said all of those things." Jared's
fingers slid up through his hair as he shifted uncertainly in his place.
"I know. I was wrong. I thought that I was no- I wasn't allowed to love you. Or
to speak informally. Or to be anything more than a Body God. I thought I had to
be this perfect person all the time and the way you affected me, it didn't fit
into that mold. But I was wrong. I can be those things, say what I want, and I
can love you like I do." The words tumbled from Jensen out of his control which
was good because he had to get it out before he lost the nerve.
Jared stared at him with wide eyes and an open mouth for a long minute, long
enough for Jensen to start worrying that maybe he didn't feel the same. In the
next beat though Jared was in movement, stepping quickly across the room and
scooping Jensen up into his arms.
Instantly Jensen wrapped his legs around Jared, arms curling over his shoulders
and clenching tight as their lips came together. He had missed the taste of
Jared's lips, the heat of their kiss, the spark when their tongues tangled and
rolled together. Just like he'd missed those thick calloused fingers sliding up
into his hair and the heat of his strong muscles and tanned skin. Jensen moaned
and squirmed against the man, his consort.
Jared carried him over to the bed but Jensen didn't pull back even as they fell
onto the plush surface. His lungs were aching for air but he was almost afraid
to break the kiss, in case it made Jared change his mind. Maybe he would
realize the things they could never have, maybe he would want more then Jensen
could give.
"I love you," Jared finally gasped out when the kiss broke, his lips instantly
sprinkling kisses over Jensen's face. "All this time without you, it was
horrible. I thought of you, every second, but I didn't dare to hope that you'd
want me still. I want- can I be with you? Can we be together now?"
"Forever. As long as you want me," Jensen moaned and arched up into the heat of
Jared's searching fingers slipping under his clothing.
Jared pushed up long enough to remove his own shirt then drag Jensen's up over
his head, tossing both to the side. There was a bright smile on his lips,
complete with the curve of dimples, and Jensen's heart fluttered. The man
dipped down and brushed their lips together in a slow, lingering kiss. "I want
forever."
It was a concept Jensen had never really entertained before, having a forever,
and knowing it was going to be his made something snap in him. In the next
moment he was shoving at Jared, pushing him down on the bed and sliding quickly
down his body. Jared gasped and squirmed against the trail of his lips, hands
carding back through his hair.
"Jensen?" Jared moaned his name in question, hips lifting when Jensen tugged
hard at his pants, dragging the material down.
"Want to taste you," Jensen murmured and pressed his lips to Jared's sharp
hipbones. He heard the man gasp and knew that this was something different,
something more. Jensen was never the one to taste, others tasted him, but now
that Jared was completely his he had to know just how it would feel.
"Yes, Jensen, please," Jared groaned spread his legs a little wider for Jensen
to settle between.
Jensen didn't hesitate as he leaned forward and slid his tongue up the full
length of his cock from base to tip. He supposed it couldn't compare to how he
tasted but since that particular taste had never meant anything to him, Jared's
was particularly pleasing. Jensen circled his tongue over the crown, gathering
up the forming drops of pre-come and sliding it around his mouth. He moaned and
circled his lips over the head, slowly sinking down to draw him in deeper.
"So perfect, Jensen, so..." Jared trailed off in a moan and Jensen lifted his
gaze as he sank further down his length. Jared's entire body was flushed,
cheeks bright red, eyes lust dark and fixed on him.
Instead of waiting for an answer, Jensen sank even further down over Jared's
hard pulsing cock, stretching his mouth to take even more. For all the times he
had instructed someone on the art of sucking his own flesh, it was completely
different doing it himself. Jensen couldn't take that much into his mouth,
Jared's length and width spread his lips wide, and the heat on his tongue made
his body shudder.
One hand dug into the mattress and the other dropped down to push at his own
garments, squirming and kicking out the material. As much as he was enjoying
the taste of Jared on his tongue, the pre-come spreading throughout his mouth,
Jensen knew there would be more time for this later. Right now he wanted Jared
to claim him once more, wanted to feel that heat throbbing inside him like had
once, weeks ago, for definitely not long enough.
"Want you in me," Jensen gasped out as he pulled back from Jared's flesh,
crawling quickly back up his body. He reached beyond the man to the nightstand
and grasped the bottle of lotion there.
Jared's hands instantly slid up to his skin, mapping and grazing over his chest
and sides. A smile stretched across Jensen's lips as he climbed back and
settled over Jared's lap, grabbing his hand and pulling it up. Jared was
panting roughly and staring up at him, a hungry look clear on his face. "I
thought about this a lot too."
"Me too. Probably too much. Like when I was listening to the Mayor's idea about
moral improvement but I kept picturing your fingers sliding up into me." Jensen
moaned as Jared's finger did exactly that and he rocked back to meet the
stretch. He had been honest when he told Jared that there was no pain involved
in sex for him.
Jensen didn't really understand how it worked, just knew it was another one of
his special qualities. The liquid they used to stretch, the liquid Jared was
working up into him now with two fingers, was made in some exotic apothecary
and it sent a tingling warmth through every inch of Jensen as he rocked his
hips back to meet each thrust of fingers.
Two fingers likely wasn't enough of a stretch but Jensen didn't want to wait
any longer and he thought maybe, if there was even the slightest bit of stretch
burn, it would make everything all the more real. So he fumbled out for the
bottle and slicked his fingers quickly, curling around Jared's cock and
spreading over his skin.
"Don't wanna wait," Jensen nearly slurred the words, drinking in the
heightening pleasure as his hips circled down against Jared's fingers once
more.
In the next moment those fingers were gone and Jared began to shift him. Jensen
didn't want to move though; he wanted it just like this. So he pressed Jared
back down on the bed and shook his head, lifting his hips up to line himself
up. Jared's fingers curled over his hips, gripping tightly. "Are you sure? Like
this?"
"Yes, I want to show you how I want you." Jensen stroked his fingers down
Jared's chest then reached behind him, grasping Jared at the base of his cock
and holding him still so he could slowly sink down.
There was just the faintest suggestion of pain, a burning stretch, before the
warming liquid soaked into his skin and his body relaxed. Jensen settled on
Jared's lap and kept his eyes closed, moaning deeply as Jared's fingers dug
harder into his hips. His lover was panting under him, drawing in rough and
ragged breaths, and they stayed locked for a long time in that moment.
"You are so beautiful," Jared whispered and loosened his grip, stroking up
Jensen's arms until he could pull down.
Their lips came together in a slow kiss that quickly deepened. Jensen rocked
his hips back onto Jared's cock, tiny little movements that built the pleasure
up between them. Jensen's heart was racing and it felt different from all the
times before. It wasn't just about the pleasure between them and the way
Jared's hands slid up his body and into his hair spoke of that.
Jensen couldn't wait to move any longer. He pushed up until he was sitting on
Jared's lap once more and lifted his body, rolling his hips as he slid back
down. Jensen's hand pressed down onto Jared's chest as he held himself steady,
thighs tensing as he lifted and dropped, riding Jared's body with an ease that
surprised him. Like he was made to be here on Jared's body, working their skin
together with steady slides.
Jared's moans grew louder as his hands roamed constantly over Jensen's body,
trailing the damp sweat over his skin. It took all of Jensen's energy to keep
his eyes open so he could watch the pleasure growing on Jared's face, the way
he bit down on his lip as his hips snapped up to bury his cock deep inside
Jensen with each thrust.
Every muscle in Jensen's body was quivering, pulling and tensing as he rocked
himself up and dropped as hard down as he could. The head of Jared's cock was
pressing right up against his prostate over and over and Jensen could feel the
rise of his release swirling through him. Jared's fingers dropped to curl
around his cock, stroking in a steady pace that matched each deep thrust.
Jensen's orgasm flared through him in the next moment, surprising him, painting
Jared's chest with pearly stripes of come. His body tensed and held there,
clenching down around Jared's cock. The heat of Jared's come filling him up
made him shudder and he could no longer keep himself up, collapsing down onto
Jared's sticky damp chest.
They were both panting, Jared's hands sliding down his back in gentle caresses.
Jensen couldn't control the smile that grew on his lips as he sank down into
the comforting heat and touch of his lover. Jensen never wanted to move from
this place, wanted to stay connected to Jared as long as he could.
"I love you," Jared whispered, sliding his fingers up through Jensen's hair.
"Did you mean it? Forever?"
"Yes. Absolutely forever." Jensen pushed back, gasping when Jared fell free
from him. "Jared... we might not be able to marry. Or have a family. Is that...
is that okay?"
"As long as I have you. There's more than one type of family anyway. And I'll
be your only." Jared smoothed fingers over his jaw gently. "It will just be me
right?"
"Yes Jared, just you, I promise." Jensen dropped down beside Jared and pressed
kisses along his shoulders, up over his neck. "And I love you too."
Jared's arm curled tight around him and squeezed, pulling him in close and
pressing a hard kiss to his temple. Jensen settled against Jared's body and
closed his eyes, feeling safer than he had ever felt before.
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