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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF, Dark_Angel
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki
  Character:
      Jared_Padalecki, Jensen_Ackles, Max_Guevara, Logan_Cale_|_Eyes_Only, Alec
      McDowell
  Additional Tags:
      Transgenics, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat, Knotting, Dubious_Consent, mating
      freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-03 Updated: 2014-03-02 Chapters: 5/? Words: 8949
****** Claiming a mate ******
by Not_a_Mastermind
Summary
     written for kink meme....Jensen/Alec (Alec or if preferred Jensen,
     maybe there were three instead of just Alec/Ben) is a transgenic who
     has the slight unfortunate trait of going into heat due to cat dna,
     despite the fact that he's male instead of female. Post series, so
     not at Manticore and everyone is pairing off into full on mated
     couples and Jensen/Alec is caught by Jared, dominating and cold and
     possessive who is now able to exercise the crush he's had on Jensen/
     Alec by claiming him during his heat. Not that it's going to be easy
     for him to take and keep what he wants.
Notes
     I wrote this a long time ago for a kink meme on live journal and have
     decided to edit it and post it here. Not beted so all mistakes are
     mine. I own nothing and no one and not making any money. Comments are
     great!
***** Chapter 1 *****
Jensen groaned as he noticed the first tell tale signs of his heat coming on.
For what felt like the hundredth time he cursed his mixed DNA. Any other time
being part cat would seem nice, the extra strength, speed, heightened senses,
better healing were great, but the wrench in it all was the heat. He was male
not female, he should not have a heat but he did. He knew that his heat would
drive him to do things he normally wouldn’t and act horribly. He had prepared a
place he could seclude himself until it was over. He intended to lock himself
away for the few days he wouldn’t be in control of himself. He just had to get
there, as he was on the opposite side of the city. His heats were always a
bitch but he had a feeling that with his recent change in circumstances this
one was going to be the worst. He headed out quickly sliding through the
shadows to reach the other part of the city his mind beginning to wander as he
moved on almost auto pilot. His thoughts wandered over his creation, his
growing up and training, his escape from the place that played god and his life
now.
 
He had been created in a lab and begun training not long after he was born.
There were other children like him although he only interacted with a select
few. He was almost a teen when he had been sent for extra training called PSY-
OPS, that almost killed him. It was there that he caught the first glimpse of
Him. Another boy who had his face, it was like looking into a mirror. A twin he
discovered identical to him except in his mind and that was a good thing; it
was why he had gone through extra training and PSY-OPS. He had learned much
later that he was not a twin as he had thought but a triplet. He and his two
brothers Ben and Alec were the only triplets. Ben was the reason for the extra
training to determine how his mind would work. He had been the runt so to speak
and he figured that was why he was messed up the way he was. When he had gone
through puberty and had his first heat he freaked out. He knew that it was
somehow wrong and that if his handlers knew he was as good as dead. But by some
miracle he managed to keep it hidden and avoid being terminated.
 
When Manticore had tried to breed them he again feared discovery. He was unsure
if he could produce children as a man would even if he could get it up for the
female they had paired him with. She was beautiful, they were designed to be
after all, but he felt nothing for her. Again a higher power seemed to shine on
him as the female he was paired with was willing to work out a deal with him.
She had no desire to be impregnated by him as much as he had no desire to
impregnate her. They would roll around in the bed provided and pretend to mate.
When they were let out she turned to the male she was interested in and he
helped them have time together without getting caught. She in turn kept him on
track when he yearned for a male to look after him.
 
After the fall of Manticore he had escaped with the female and her mate before
parting with them upon entering Seattle. At first freedom was both thrilling
and terrifying, there was so much to learn, so much he didn’t know. He had
stayed to the shadows seeking out his brother only to learn then that he was a
triplet and the woman his brother was hanging out with had killed his second
brother. It bothered him but after all the facts came out he understood. He
also decided it was best to leave his brother alone so he lived in the shadows
and fringe of Terminal City. He did everything he could to make a living
without being noticed least should he cause trouble for his brother. Or at
least more trouble than his brother found all on his own. He tended to move
around a lot within the city and even through Seattle.
 
He found he liked to watch people both in Seattle and Terminal City. Over time
he noticed that the transgenics of Terminal City were separated into two ways
paired or mated couples and unpaired or unmated couples, with unmated people
rapidly becoming mated to someone upon finding a suitable place to live and
work. His own brother seemed to be looking around to be paired, either with
Max, the woman he hung with or another willing female who met his high
standards. He however was unsure of what to do with himself in his unique
situation. He would be expected to seek a female mate but his heats and body
required a male mate. Maybe he was destined to be alone he mused as he made
into the sector of his hiding place.
 
It was only now that he was so close to his hiding place that he became more
alert and aware. He had a split second to realize he was being followed before
he tensed up and prepared to confront his stalker when he was grabbed. He tried
to fight, the skills that had been drummed into his head coming to the
forefront. But he never stood a chance, quickly figuring out his attacker was
also a transgenic. A huge transgenic, who towered over him, wrapped around him
and held him fast. His movements were restricted and everything he tried was
countered. He felt panic as the restrictive grip was cutting off his air
supply. He sank slowly into darkness never giving up the fight and never seeing
the face of his attacker. His last thought was he was going to die and no one
would know or care before he lost consciousness.
 
The man who had attacked him loosened his grip and easily picked him up smiling
down at him before turning around and heading back the way Jensen had come.
 
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     This chapter was a little reworked so it should be a little better
     then the first edition. Not beted so all mistakes are mine. Comments
     are love.
     Also nongraphic mentions of underage but no details.
Jared was a transgenic, a human with altered DNA of an animal mixed in and
trained to be a perfect soldier by the government. Jared was one of many
transgenics and his DNA was spliced with that of a dog. Training had included
human tactics and maneuvers tailor made to his creation. From the moment he
started his life he was expected to follow orders and be whatever his creators
had wanted him to be. However Jared had always been a little rebellious and had
paid the price many times, in fact he had almost been terminated. But he
managed to preserver and become one hell of a leader in his unit and a valuable
asset to his creators. This was why he had been allowed to roam about into
other units from time to time. He never stayed long, he had his own unit after
all, but he would watch the other units and be able to determine their order,
and each individual’s strengths and weaknesses and how it made them work as a
unit. If he gave a report on his observations to his handlers and said unit
could be improved then he was rewarded. It was when he was a preteen that he
joined and observed the unit that changed his life. There was a smaller boy in
the unit that had yet to come into himself. He had potential here was no
denying it and Jared found himself intrigued. There was something about the boy
that drew him in even though the boy was part cat.
 
He spent more time watching this unit then he did any other unit making
observations he would never tell his handlers. He even came back to it when his
little puzzle of a boy began to grow into the man he would be. It amazed him
that no matter how much they were watched the trainers and handlers missed so
much. The boy was different, unique, to Jared he smelled of temptation, of
things he wasn’t allowed to have. The boy had cat DNA like the rest of his unit
and it gave him a heat much like the females with that mix. Jared was glad he
was the only one to see it, and proud that the boy tried to hide it. None of
the other males had a heat and if discovered he would no doubt be terminated.
But not after being tortured and taken apart to study what went wrong with him.
It pushed and motivated him and as Jared watched he felt that the boy was very
much like him in his own way of rebellion. He eventually learned the boy had a
twin and later that he was even a triplet, one of a kind. The boy’s brothers
was not like him, they were all different and that made Jared glad for some
reason. When it came time for them to be paired and mated as ordered by their
creators he was agitated. He wanted the boy and he knew he would not get him,
and that the boy may now be at risk to be terminated. To his amusement the boy
fooled his handlers in hiding his heats and had made a deal with his intended
mate and life went on, with the boy unaware that Jared was watching and biding
his time. Jared would have him, someday, he just had to work out a perfect
plan.
 
Then the great escape happened and Jared lost him in the chaos that followed.
But he was not to be deterred, he used his skills to track down his boy. He
found him in Seattle, or rather Terminal City a place many transgenics had
settled after the escape. The boy now went by the name Jensen and he liked it,
and thus he began stalking Jensen from a distance. He was glad to learn that
Jensen had yet to find a mate and began to make plans to claim him for himself.
It would be very easy now that they were not being watched and the threat of
termination was gone. Still here was a lot of work and detail that needed to be
considered. He found some work that was high risk but high reward, and used his
money to secure a private and somewhat luxurious home by Terminal City
standards. He arranged it to his tastes and set up a room for the two of them
that looked to be for Jensen but had his hidden ambitions added. He stock piled
supplies for when he knew he would keep them sequestered when the time came to
claim his mate. Now all he had to do was wait for Jensen to go into heat and
bring him here so they could start their new life together.
 
He was in luck, he didn’t have to wait long for his intended mate to enter a
heat. He had followed Jensen closely for a week before seeing the signs. Jensen
seemed to notice them too and one morning stopped his roaming abruptly to head
towards the place he had made for himself. Jared had no intention of letting
him get there and followed, slowly getting closer to his target. Jensen seemed
to have been distracted and Jared thanked whatever powers there was for it.
Jensen hadn’t become aware of him until the second before he struck. He had
fought Jared and Jared had almost lost the hold he’d had on his soon to be mate
to be a few times. But in the end Jensen had succumbed to his hold and passed
out in his arms. Jared picked him up and beamed down at his prize. Jensen would
be a handful and maybe there were still a few surprises for him yet. He turned
and head back in the direction they had come Jared moving quickly eager to
reach their new home. He reached it in record time considering that he had
stuck to back alleys and shadows so no one would see and stop him. Jensen was
still unconscious but wouldn’t be for long, he was showing signs of waking as
Jared entered the special room he had set up. He placed Jensen on the couch and
sat in a chair facing him so he would be the first thing Jensen saw when he
came to. He took in a deep breath smelling Jensen and sighed thinking about the
new life he was about to start and smiled to himself as Jensen began to stir.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
     Very altered and not beted so I am sure there may still ba a mistake
     or two but hopefully it's a bit better to read then the first
     edition. Comments are love or whatever you want to say.
      
      
      
     .
Jensen became aware slowly and is slightly confused as to why he is not dead,
or that he is on something soft and yet kinda lumpy for that matter. Without
changing his breathing pattern he takes stock of what’s around him with his
senses. He is laying unrestrained horizontally on a slightly lumpy and worn
soft surface that has his back supported too and smells a little musty. His
conclusion is that he is lying on a couch, an old couch. He hears the ticking
of a clock and the slight patter of rain on the roof over his head, there are
no human voices around. There is a fan close by, it’s on but hardly working
from the sound yet he feels no air movement from it and guesses it’s behind the
couch. When he breaths in the air it is heavy with a damp and slightly dusty
scent but that is all, the dust tickles his nose and it all makes his mouth a
little dry with the staleness. He of course has yet to open his eyes to look
but he now knows that he is in a room in a building that is on the outside of
the city that hasn’t been occupied for a while or long by its current occupant.
He wonders how he got here, if it was the transgenic who attacked him or was it
someone who found him in the alley where he was attacked. He thanks whatever
powers that be that it wasn’t White or his team or he would be in some cage no
doubt or really dead.
 
“I know you are awake, you might as well open your eyes” a deep voice startles
him.
 
He had not heard or smelled the other man in the room with him and that makes
him nervous. But he opens his eyes slowly none the less. The first thing he
sees is the owner of the voice sitting in an old lazy boy chair in front of him
yet not close enough to touch should Jensen reach out. The man would be tall if
he was standing, is well built under his cloths and has a slightly boyish look
with his almost shoulder length brown hair and hazel eyes. He is hit with
several different feelings at once and it is uncomfortable and distracting and
he stays still trying to sort them quickly. He is glad he is alive and it seems
unhurt, nervous to be in such a vulnerable state, curious about whom this man
is, flustered by that he perceives the man’s very hot appearance, and suddenly
very aroused. As he sorts through this within seconds he watches the man’s face
and notes the slight flare of the man’s nostrils and knows by instinct the man
is sniffing the air and thus him. Jensen’s heart rate and breathing picks up
every so slightly and he gets a tightness in his chest, a fluttering in his
stomach, his body flushing and his arousal ups itself a notch. Jensen realizes
that he is now in heat, and this man knows it. He is torn between just staying
where he is and jumping up to escape to his safe place or heaven forbid getting
closer to the man. His body is ready to mate for all intense and purposes but
his mind is not.
 
“I know what you are, you should know what I am by now, and I know who you are”
the man spoke his voice was now low but husky. “My designation is X5-652 but my
name is Jared” the man went on.
 
“What do you want?” Jensen began to tense but couldn’t decide if it was to flee
or brace for an attack.
 
The man, Jared smirked at him and took a deep breath, “I think you know” Jared
stared him down his pupils dilating ever so slightly and sniffing again.
 
“I know you are a transgenic” Jensen sniffed but couldn’t get a lock on Jared’s
scent “don’t know what kind. You attacked me and brought me here, for all I
know you are working for White or just plain crazy.”
 
“Deep down you know, you’re smart” Jared shifted forward then placing his
elbows on his knees and his chin on his clasped hands. “I watched you when we
were younger, worked beside you, found you out here in this city, you know.”
 
Now Jensen was scared but also very much turned on by his apparent stalker and
kidnapper. He unconsciously leaned forward towards Jared keeping their eyes
locked as he did. “Whatever you want you can forget it” he finally sat up and
got a better look around with a quick glance not willing to take his eyes off
Jared for long. The room wasn’t large but it was the usual square with two full
walls and two half walls leading into a kitchen on one side and a hall on the
other. The hall most likely lead to the door and an exit as the only window in
the room he was in was covered by curtains and behind Jared. The fan that he
had heard before was indeed behind him and he felt it now. It was blowing his
scent at Jared and that was why he couldn’t smell Jared before hand. Now as he
watched Jared’s pupils dilated further and not in the way that signified
needing to see something far away.
 
Jensen was off the couch in a heartbeat leaning forward to push Jared back into
the chair as he rose too then leaping back and over the couch. He backed up
unwilling to turn his back on Jared rubbing his hands together at the body heat
he had just felt. He was breaking out in sweat as his body processed the
feeling of the small contact he’d had with a warm firm body. It took almost
everything he had to keep backing up instead of moving forward to Jared. He
needed, god how he needed and there was someone here who could give him what he
needed. But he couldn’t give in not after everything he’d been through, not
now.
 
Jared smiled at him and was coming towards him matching his steps back after he
had gotten over being pushed back into the chair. “I can’t forget it, and if
you stop being so stubborn I can make sure you never forget it either.” Jared
smirked anew as he stepped forward again seeming to gain ground on Jensen even
though they were taking steps at the same time. “All you want I can give you
just stop fighting it” Jared’s voice held promise.
 
Jensen began to shake and he could smell Jared now and his eyes were focusing
on him, zooming in taking in details. Jensen’s body wanted to give in and he
cursed his feline DNA again in his head. It would be so very easy to stop, to
just surrender. But his mind had been trained not to give up, to keep on
fighting and that was what he was going to do. He had to stay in his mind like
he had trained himself; one little slip and Jared would have him. He kept
backing up but his steps were getting smaller as he got closer to the door.
Jared took a particularly long step towards him lifting his arms and spreading
them out brushing the walls of the hall and he almost moaned at the sight. It
caused Jared’s cloths to pull tight over his body and show off how fit he was
and alluring to Jensen’s hormonal filled body and mind. Jensen’s mind soon
became fractured into keeping up trying to escape and the show Jared had
presented of a fit, healthy, suitable mate. It was his undoing as he panicked
at the slight feel of his body beginning to take over. He turned finally and
ran through the rest of the hall for the door at the end in a last ditch
attempt to get away.
 
He could hear Jared behind him and just as he reached the door he was slammed
into it. Jared was pressing him into the metal of the door with his upper body.
Jensen shuddered at the contrast of the cool door in front of him and the warm
body behind him. His upper body trapped he tried to kick out at the same time
he tried to lean back into the body at his back. He let out a whimper as he
felt a warm breath on his neck and Jared’s legs tangled with his. He shook his
head as if to wake his body up from its actions as his body began to relax back
into Jared’s and a nose brushed his neck just behind his ear and warm breath
slid down his neck into his shirt collar and on his shoulder. He shuddered and
half moaned as even warmer hands moved down his sides towards his hips.
 
“I know you want it, stop fighting and just give in, I’ll take care of you”
Jared whispered into his ear.
 
“Ugh, no…” Jensen was panting now and shudders were racking his body as the
sensations become overwhelming to his brain. But he knew that it wouldn’t be
long now and he would give in to the heat and the urge to mate. It was then
that he decided if he was going to give in he was going to make Jared work for
it, any of it. That way he could convince himself later into believing that he
fought it and continued to fight it. He put everything he had into a last
attempt to get away shoving back to try and dislodge Jared. It only served to
make their bodies align completely from head to toe letting Jared almost wrap
around him and something inside Jensen snapped. He knew Jared felt it and a
second later Jared was wrapped around him head bent over his shoulder, hands
wrapped around hips, fingers spayed on his belly and their legs entangled and
Jared leaned into him.
 
“Good” Jared said and Jensen felt a light kiss pressed to the back of his neck
right over his barcode brand.
***** Chapter 4 *****
      
     Jared lit up on the inside as Jensen finally submitted and slumped
     into his embrace. After muttering a word of acceptance and kissing
     Jensen’s barcode he inhaled the sweet scent of heat that went
     straight to his cock. He wrapped his arms criss cross around Jensen
     and pulled causing Jensen to turn into his chest and keeping him
     tight with his arms now circling behind. He gave a quick kiss to
     Jensen’s pouting lips before lowering to brush over Jensen’s neck at
     the pulse point. Jensen turned his head into his neck as well arms
     sliding around behind his back in a mirror of Jared’s arms and he
     smiled moving his hands lower under Jensen’s bottom and pulling
     Jensen up to carry him to the bedroom.
     But he quickly dropped Jensen and almost stepped back letting out a
     hiss as Jensen bit down on his neck hard. Jensen’s fingers dug into
     his back and raked down and he knew that there would be marks left in
     their wake. He lifted Jensen again and is able to turn and take three
     large steps towards the bedroom before Jensen’s teeth come off his
     neck and Jensen’s legs come up as if to cling to him. Instead
     Jensen’s knees stop short of his hips making it hard to move and
     Jensen’s feet curve behind his knees and almost trip him. He growls
     and feels Jensen smirk before his neck is bitten again. He decides to
     shake things up by turning and slamming Jensen into the wall making
     nails again dig into his back but dislodging the tangling feet. Using
     the wall for support he slides one hand up grabbing a hand full of
     the hair at the base of Jensen’s neck then pulls making Jensen’s
     teeth unlatch from his neck. Jensen’s looks up at him from under his
     long lashes, his eyes are wide with lust and defiance. He knows that
     Jensen is lost in his heat and is eager to be fucked and mated but
     his nature against Jared’s DNA and his trained instincts will make it
     hard. He knows Jensen is putting on a front, making him show that he
     has to prove himself as a mate, make him work for it. He will relish
     the challenge.
     “You wanna fight little bitch?” he growls watching Jensen’s lips part
     as he bares his teeth and actually hisses at him. “You got it” he
     crashes his lips down over Jensen’s hard teeth almost clacking with
     the force. Jensen’s lips are already open and it takes some pushing
     but he gets Jensen’s teeth apart and darts his tongue into get his
     first taste. Tightening his grip on Jensen so he can hold him up he
     pulls back from the wall while Jensen is distracted and starts moving
     again with large steps. Jensen tries to bite his tongue but he pulls
     back biting at Jensen’s lip as he does so and keeps kissing him. He
     makes it back to the living room keeping Jensen distracted with
     kissing while he lowers an arm and grabs the hem of Jensen’s shirt.
     They are both breathing heavy through their noses each taking in the
     others sweet and musky scents. In a sudden move he pulls back angling
     his hips forward making Jensen tilt backwards and grab his shoulders
     or be dropped. Even while he is tilting he is pulling at the shirt
     bringing it up over Jensen’s lean and muscled torso and yanking it
     over his head and shoulders and down his arms. It won’t come
     completely off till later but right now it hampers Jensen’s movements
     and exposes more skin to him as he gives a bounce making Jensen fall
     forward to press against him again.
     Another three steps brings them almost into the kitchen before
     another attack from Jensen. In retaliation for the shirt Jensen
     brings his knees up pressing them into his stomach and is shoving
     back pushing away from his hold. He lets go curling his own fingers
     so they claw Jensen as he springs back and turning so they are
     parallel with the living room and kitchen. Jensen falls unable to
     catch himself because of his shirt but tucking himself in and landing
     in a roll, tossing his shirt aside to free his arms. Jensen has
     rolled into the kitchen and closer to the bedroom which he intended
     and is moving forward in a controlled dive as Jensen stops rolling.
     They crash into each other as Jensen attempts to get up half rolling
     again towards the bedroom and onto his back. He covers Jensen and
     bites down on Jensen’s shoulder as Jensen gets his hands between
     their chests. Jensen is both scratching and pushing at him to
     dislodge him but he is bigger and stronger keeping Jensen down.
     Jensen manages to catch the collar of his shirt and pull twisting as
     he goes. He imagines Jensen might try to strangle him with it but he
     chose a well worn thin shirt to show off his built physique and it
     rips as Jensen pulls. He leans back as Jensen lets go and shrugs what
     is left of it off and Jensen bucks up in an attempt to throw him off
     while he is distracted. He is heavier then Jensen as well as bigger
     and stays where he is before using his hips and legs to their longer
     advantage. He rolls them a complete turn so again Jensen in below him
     still but now they are both shirtless and Jensen’s skin almost burns
     with the heat that is inside him.
     “Best get used to this you’ll be in this position for a while” he
     taunts knowing it will irritate Jensen with its truth and make him
     fight more.
     Jensen gets a knee under him and this time he knows Jensen is aiming
     for a goal a little south of his stomach. He doesn’t give Jensen to
     chance to hurt him, rolling again they are now halfway through the
     kitchen. Jensen is on top now laying directly on him and to get up he
     will have to brace himself to push up off him. He lets Jensen grab
     his arms as braces but Jensen has to bracket his closed legs which he
     pulled up at the knees blocking Jensen in. He pushes up as Jensen
     does and stands swinging his arms wide using the floor to catapult
     up. Jensen is forced to hang on or go flying and instinct makes him
     cling for both fear of falling and to be close to a warm body when
     his is in need. He wraps his arms around Jensen again holding him to
     his chest as Jensen’s escape attempt has him curled around his chest
     almost like a child. Jensen’s legs are finally wrapping around his
     waist as he takes the last steps towards the back of the kitchen as
     Jensen squirms in his hold. The fridge has been blocking the doorway
     to the bedroom, the door open and waiting.
     “I feel like a groom with his new bride not the stud whose going to
     breed you good” he smirks as he lowers his head to give a lick along
     Jensen’s neck ending with a little nip at the crock of it.
     As he tries to pass the threshold Jensen’s arms shoots out and he
     grabs the corner of the fridge. It causes him to jerk to the side and
     he hits the narrow door jamb with his back. He looseness his hold for
     a moment and it has Jensen sliding down his body like a pole. The
     feeling of Jensen’s body sliding over his sooths the ache of hitting
     his back on the thin wood until Jensen lands on his feet. Arms
     previously holding the fridge are now locked around his legs trapping
     him before Jensen pulls hitting the back of his knees sending him
     pitching forward. He lands on outstretched hands arms almost locked
     creating an arch over Jensen.
     Jensen is already moving prying his legs open as Jensen uses them to
     pull himself forward slipping through the hole and back towards the
     kitchen. He does a leaping curl back as he forces his legs to close
     at the knees, grabbing Jensen’s ankles and pulling back as he rights
     himself. He is now braced with Jensen’s ankles as grips and Jensen’s
     upper torso pinned in the bow of his lower legs, Jensen’s arms
     stretched out in front of him can’t do any damage yet. Moving his
     fingers they slide into Jensen’s socks and he moves his hands forward
     pulling them down and over the top of Jensen’s boots. With a little
     more force he keeps going pulling Jensen’s boots and socks off
     tossing them away as he reaches out for Jensen’s ankles again. Jensen
     was trying to pull himself forward again with his outstretched hands
     as he was busy tossing the shoes but he has no problem catching
     Jensen’s ankles again. Jensen kicks out as he tries to pull himself
     away but there is no grip to the kitchen floor and he has a firm hold
     on Jensen’s ankles. Opening his legs he falls to his knees before
     swiftly leaning back so he is now sitting on Jensen’s lower back.
     Risking getting kicked he lets go of Jensen’s ankles and leans
     further back grabbing his own socks and pulling them and his shoes
     off. He is indeed kicked forcefully in the chest and stomach a few
     times before he brings his arms back to his front. Instead of
     grabbing Jensen again he unbuttons and unzips his jeans which cause
     an immediate reaction from Jensen. Jensen is hissing again and
     bucking up to push him off as he grabs just above Jensen’s ankles.
     Using his powerful leg and back muscles he leans pulls back bringing
     Jensen’s legs to his chest and him back on his heels. Then as if
     doing squats he propels himself up thus dragging Jensen through his
     legs and up off the floor to hang vertically. He keeps going once
     standing lifting his arms up in a feat that is adherent to body
     builders making Jensen dangle with his hands just touching the floor.
     Jensen is in a bit of shock at the surprised move and he takes
     advantage to flick a foot back closing the door to the bedroom now
     that they are both inside.
     Jensen now back in the game uses his hands to push against the floor
     as he swings backwards then forwards in an attempt to grab at his
     legs. He has anticipated this as Jensen went backwards and moves his
     legs to meet Jensen and bring them closer to the bed. In order to
     stop himself from slamming into him Jensen braces against his legs
     and folds his arms in before pushing off a bit harder to swing
     backwards for another attempt. He again blocks Jensen’s attempt with
     a larger step forward this time. With each attempt to get out of his
     hold Jensen makes, Jensen gets further from him on the backwards
     swing until they are in the perfect position. Jensen has been so
     distracted trying to get out of the upside down hold he hasn’t
     noticed they are at the edge of the bed. On Jensen’s next swing
     backwards he pulled his arms up as high as they would go at the same
     time jumping up and forward a bit. Jensen went up enough to go over
     the bed’s lip and the forward momentum he made with his jump insured
     that when Jensen came down it was on top of the bed. Sure enough on
     his way down Jensen braced himself and landed on the bed his arms
     under him cushioning the blow. He let go of Jensen’s legs moments
     before Jensen hit the bed so that when he stabilized the front of his
     body his feet where on the floor making sure his ass was sticking up.
     He pitched forward knocking Jensen’s hips into the bed pressing in
     from behind arms coming down to cage Jensen’s upper body but not
     leaning in or pinning it.
     Jensen let out a startled cry that turned into a groan in the end as
     he was covered. Jensen reached forward grasping the covers and began
     pulling himself forward out from under him. He moved his hands in as
     Jensen went grasping Jensen’s jeans and pulling down forcefully as
     Jensen moved up. Jensen had stopped for a second when he had started
     pulling at Jensen’s pants and tried to flatten his body to the bed to
     stop him but it was too late. He had Jensen’s jeans and boxers over
     his narrow hips and down to Jensen’s knees when Jensen started
     pulling forward again. He managed to get Jensen’s jeans and boxers
     off while grabbing one of Jensen’s ankles to keep him in place. Using
     just one hand to hold Jensen he used the other to push at his own
     jeans.
     After getting his jeans down to his knees he lifted and shifted his
     legs to wiggle and push out of them completely before he reached back
     for Jensen for a two handed grip again. Jensen surprised him by
     twisting at the waist and rearing back to hit him with a pillow from
     the top of the bed. It didn’t hurt but it was a surprise and made him
     duck his head. He moved his knees up to balance on the end of the
     bed, pulling Jensen back by the ankles a bit before letting go to
     fall forward on him. Jensen had to half twist back onto his front as
     he was pulled down the bed and was flattened completely down when he
     was landed on.
     He covered Jensen completely and it made his whole body tingle as he
     absorbed the heat and smoothness of his soon to be mate. Jensen
     wiggled and bucked under him giving out both hisses and moans as he
     moved his hands up so he could run his hands down Jensen’s shoulders
     and sides to rest at his hips. He shifted so his hands were under his
     body moving over Jensen’s ass as his elbows kept Jensen’s hips in
     place. His fingers slid down Jensen’s crack towards his hole, his
     mouth filling with drool and spit he would need to use to help loosen
     Jensen. But he nearly choked on it as his fingers brushed over
     Jensen’s furled entrance and he felt wetness. Jensen gave a low keen
     as he ran his fingers over and around Jensen’s hole which got a
     little wetter.
     “Well now that is a surprise, you able to get wet for your stud” he
     praised as he pushed one finger in moving it in a circle.
     “No” Jensen groaned as he clenched around the finger and shuddered
     breaking out in a light sweat another wave of sweet scent coming off
     him. Jensen was panting and letting out chocked of moans as he moved
     his finger in Jensen.
     He withdrew his finger before siding in two, scissoring them opening
     Jensen with ease. He added a third finger in no time finding almost
     no resistance. “Your body is ready for me without prompting, you were
     born for this” he removed all his fingers before lining his leaking
     cock up with Jensen’s hole. Before Jensen could say anything else he
     pushed forward with one hard thrust burying himself in to the base.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
     Altered but it still seems a bit off to me so I am posting before I
     get so cross eyed at it I delete it. Hope you enjoy.
Jared lit up on the inside as Jensen finally submitted and slumped into his
embrace. After muttering a word of acceptance and kissing Jensen’s barcode he
inhaled the sweet scent of heat that went straight to his cock. He wrapped his
arms criss cross around Jensen and pulled causing Jensen to turn into his chest
and keeping him tight with his arms now circling behind. He gave a quick kiss
to Jensen’s pouting lips before lowering to brush over Jensen’s neck at the
pulse point. Jensen turned his head into his neck as well arms sliding around
behind his back in a mirror of Jared’s arms and he smiled moving his hands
lower under Jensen’s bottom and pulling Jensen up to carry him to the bedroom.
 
But he quickly dropped Jensen and almost stepped back letting out a hiss as
Jensen bit down on his neck hard. Jensen’s fingers dug into his back and raked
down and he knew that there would be marks left in their wake. He lifted Jensen
again and is able to turn and take three large steps towards the bedroom before
Jensen’s teeth come off his neck and Jensen’s legs come up as if to cling to
him. Instead Jensen’s knees stop short of his hips making it hard to move and
Jensen’s feet curve behind his knees and almost trip him. He growls and feels
Jensen smirk before his neck is bitten again. He decides to shake things up by
turning and slamming Jensen into the wall making nails again dig into his back
but dislodging the tangling feet. Using the wall for support he slides one hand
up grabbing a hand full of the hair at the base of Jensen’s neck then pulls
making Jensen’s teeth unlatch from his neck. Jensen’s looks up at him from
under his long lashes, his eyes are wide with lust and defiance. He knows that
Jensen is lost in his heat and is eager to be fucked and mated but his nature
against Jared’s DNA and his trained instincts will make it hard. He knows
Jensen is putting on a front, making him show that he has to prove himself as a
mate, make him work for it. He will relish the challenge.
 
“You wanna fight little bitch?” he growls watching Jensen’s lips part as he
bares his teeth and actually hisses at him. “You got it” he crashes his lips
down over Jensen’s hard teeth almost clacking with the force. Jensen’s lips are
already open and it takes some pushing but he gets Jensen’s teeth apart and
darts his tongue into get his first taste. Tightening his grip on Jensen so he
can hold him up he pulls back from the wall while Jensen is distracted and
starts moving again with large steps. Jensen tries to bite his tongue but he
pulls back biting at Jensen’s lip as he does so and keeps kissing him. He makes
it back to the living room keeping Jensen distracted with kissing while he
lowers an arm and grabs the hem of Jensen’s shirt. They are both breathing
heavy through their noses each taking in the others sweet and musky scents. In
a sudden move he pulls back angling his hips forward making Jensen tilt
backwards and grab his shoulders or be dropped. Even while he is tilting he is
pulling at the shirt bringing it up over Jensen’s lean and muscled torso and
yanking it over his head and shoulders and down his arms. It won’t come
completely off till later but right now it hampers Jensen’s movements and
exposes more skin to him as he gives a bounce making Jensen fall forward to
press against him again.
 
Another three steps brings them almost into the kitchen before another attack
from Jensen. In retaliation for the shirt Jensen brings his knees up pressing
them into his stomach and is shoving back pushing away from his hold. He lets
go curling his own fingers so they claw Jensen as he springs back and turning
so they are parallel with the living room and kitchen. Jensen falls unable to
catch himself because of his shirt but tucking himself in and landing in a
roll, tossing his shirt aside to free his arms. Jensen has rolled into the
kitchen and closer to the bedroom which he intended and is moving forward in a
controlled dive as Jensen stops rolling.
 
 
They crash into each other as Jensen attempts to get up half rolling again
towards the bedroom and onto his back. He covers Jensen and bites down on
Jensen’s shoulder as Jensen gets his hands between their chests. Jensen is both
scratching and pushing at him to dislodge him but he is bigger and stronger
keeping Jensen down. Jensen manages to catch the collar of his shirt and pull
twisting as he goes. He imagines Jensen might try to strangle him with it but
he chose a well worn thin shirt to show off his built physique and it rips as
Jensen pulls. He leans back as Jensen lets go and shrugs what is left of it off
and Jensen bucks up in an attempt to throw him off while he is distracted. He
is heavier then Jensen as well as bigger and stays where he is before using his
hips and legs to their longer advantage. He rolls them a complete turn so again
Jensen in below him still but now they are both shirtless and Jensen’s skin
almost burns with the heat that is inside him.
 
“Best get used to this you’ll be in this position for a while” he taunts
knowing it will irritate Jensen with its truth and make him fight more.
 
Jensen gets a knee under him and this time he knows Jensen is aiming for a goal
a little south of his stomach. He doesn’t give Jensen to chance to hurt him,
rolling again they are now halfway through the kitchen. Jensen is on top now
laying directly on him and to get up he will have to brace himself to push up
off him. He lets Jensen grab his arms as braces but Jensen has to bracket his
closed legs which he pulled up at the knees blocking Jensen in. He pushes up as
Jensen does and stands swinging his arms wide using the floor to catapult up.
Jensen is forced to hang on or go flying and instinct makes him cling for both
fear of falling and to be close to a warm body when his is in need. He wraps
his arms around Jensen again holding him to his chest as Jensen’s escape
attempt has him curled around his chest almost like a child. Jensen’s legs are
finally wrapping around his waist as he takes the last steps towards the back
of the kitchen as Jensen squirms in his hold. The fridge has been blocking the
doorway to the bedroom, the door open and waiting.
 
“I feel like a groom with his new bride not the stud whose going to breed you
good” he smirks as he lowers his head to give a lick along Jensen’s neck ending
with a little nip at the crock of it.
As he tries to pass the threshold Jensen’s arms shoots out and he grabs the
corner of the fridge. It causes him to jerk to the side and he hits the narrow
door jamb with his back. He looseness his hold for a moment and it has Jensen
sliding down his body like a pole. The feeling of Jensen’s body sliding over
his sooths the ache of hitting his back on the thin wood until Jensen lands on
his feet. Arms previously holding the fridge are now locked around his legs
trapping him before Jensen pulls hitting the back of his knees sending him
pitching forward. He lands on outstretched hands arms almost locked creating an
arch over Jensen.
 
Jensen is already moving prying his legs open as Jensen uses them to pull
himself forward slipping through the hole and back towards the kitchen. He does
a leaping curl back as he forces his legs to close at the knees, grabbing
Jensen’s ankles and pulling back as he rights himself. He is now braced with
Jensen’s ankles as grips and Jensen’s upper torso pinned in the bow of his
lower legs, Jensen’s arms stretched out in front of him can’t do any damage
yet. Moving his fingers they slide into Jensen’s socks and he moves his hands
forward pulling them down and over the top of Jensen’s boots. With a little
more force he keeps going pulling Jensen’s boots and socks off tossing them
away as he reaches out for Jensen’s ankles again. Jensen was trying to pull
himself forward again with his outstretched hands as he was busy tossing the
shoes but he has no problem catching Jensen’s ankles again. Jensen kicks out as
he tries to pull himself away but there is no grip to the kitchen floor and he
has a firm hold on Jensen’s ankles. Opening his legs he falls to his knees
before swiftly leaning back so he is now sitting on Jensen’s lower back.
 
Risking getting kicked he lets go of Jensen’s ankles and leans further back
grabbing his own socks and pulling them and his shoes off. He is indeed kicked
forcefully in the chest and stomach a few times before he brings his arms back
to his front. Instead of grabbing Jensen again he unbuttons and unzips his
jeans which cause an immediate reaction from Jensen. Jensen is hissing again
and bucking up to push him off as he grabs just above Jensen’s ankles. Using
his powerful leg and back muscles he leans pulls back bringing Jensen’s legs to
his chest and him back on his heels. Then as if doing squats he propels himself
up thus dragging Jensen through his legs and up off the floor to hang
vertically. He keeps going once standing lifting his arms up in a feat that is
adherent to body builders making Jensen dangle with his hands just touching the
floor. Jensen is in a bit of shock at the surprised move and he takes advantage
to flick a foot back closing the door to the bedroom now that they are both
inside.
 
Jensen now back in the game uses his hands to push against the floor as he
swings backwards then forwards in an attempt to grab at his legs. He has
anticipated this as Jensen went backwards and moves his legs to meet Jensen and
bring them closer to the bed. In order to stop himself from slamming into him
Jensen braces against his legs and folds his arms in before pushing off a bit
harder to swing backwards for another attempt. He again blocks Jensen’s attempt
with a larger step forward this time. With each attempt to get out of his hold
Jensen makes, Jensen gets further from him on the backwards swing until they
are in the perfect position. Jensen has been so distracted trying to get out of
the upside down hold he hasn’t noticed they are at the edge of the bed. On
Jensen’s next swing backwards he pulled his arms up as high as they would go at
the same time jumping up and forward a bit. Jensen went up enough to go over
the bed’s lip and the forward momentum he made with his jump insured that when
Jensen came down it was on top of the bed. Sure enough on his way down Jensen
braced himself and landed on the bed his arms under him cushioning the blow. He
let go of Jensen’s legs moments before Jensen hit the bed so that when he
stabilized the front of his body his feet where on the floor making sure his
ass was sticking up. He pitched forward knocking Jensen’s hips into the bed
pressing in from behind arms coming down to cage Jensen’s upper body but not
leaning in or pinning it.
 
Jensen let out a startled cry that turned into a groan in the end as he was
covered. Jensen reached forward grasping the covers and began pulling himself
forward out from under him. He moved his hands in as Jensen went grasping
Jensen’s jeans and pulling down forcefully as Jensen moved up. Jensen had
stopped for a second when he had started pulling at Jensen’s pants and tried to
flatten his body to the bed to stop him but it was too late. He had Jensen’s
jeans and boxers over his narrow hips and down to Jensen’s knees when Jensen
started pulling forward again. He managed to get Jensen’s jeans and boxers off
while grabbing one of Jensen’s ankles to keep him in place. Using just one hand
to hold Jensen he used the other to push at his own jeans.
 
After getting his jeans down to his knees he lifted and shifted his legs to
wiggle and push out of them completely before he reached back for Jensen for a
two handed grip again. Jensen surprised him by twisting at the waist and
rearing back to hit him with a pillow from the top of the bed. It didn’t hurt
but it was a surprise and made him duck his head. He moved his knees up to
balance on the end of the bed, pulling Jensen back by the ankles a bit before
letting go to fall forward on him. Jensen had to half twist back onto his front
as he was pulled down the bed and was flattened completely down when he was
landed on.
 
He covered Jensen completely and it made his whole body tingle as he absorbed
the heat and smoothness of his soon to be mate. Jensen wiggled and bucked under
him giving out both hisses and moans as he moved his hands up so he could run
his hands down Jensen’s shoulders and sides to rest at his hips. He shifted so
his hands were under his body moving over Jensen’s ass as his elbows kept
Jensen’s hips in place. His fingers slid down Jensen’s crack towards his hole,
his mouth filling with drool and spit he would need to use to help loosen
Jensen. But he nearly choked on it as his fingers brushed over Jensen’s furled
entrance and he felt wetness. Jensen gave a low keen as he ran his fingers over
and around Jensen’s hole which got a little wetter.
“Well now that is a surprise, you able to get wet for your stud” he praised as
he pushed one finger in moving it in a circle.
 
“No” Jensen groaned as he clenched around the finger and shuddered breaking out
in a light sweat another wave of sweet scent coming off him. Jensen was panting
and letting out chocked of moans as he moved his finger in Jensen.
 
He withdrew his finger before siding in two, scissoring them opening Jensen
with ease. He added a third finger in no time finding almost no resistance.
“Your body is ready for me without prompting, you were born for this” he
removed all his fingers before lining his leaking cock up with Jensen’s hole.
Before Jensen could say anything else he pushed forward with one hard thrust
burying himself in to the base.
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