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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki
  Character:
      Jared_Padalecki, Jensen_Ackles, Sandra_McCoy
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_High_School
  Series:
      Part 2 of Parental_Eggsperiments
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-03-17 Words: 7869
****** Five Reasons Why Jared is the Mama ******
by saucyminx
Summary
     Jared spends his first day with Yoda. Jensen continues to be very
     gay. Jared might have to admit he has a crush.
The sound of his alarm woke him way too early and Jensen groaned, attempting to
roll over and succeeding in getting his legs caught in the sheets. He growled
in frustration, finally kicking free and pushing up. The first thing he saw
when he managed to blink his eyes open was Yoda. "Stupid egg," he grumbled,
completely and wholly blaming his sleepless night on that thing waking him up
every two hours - and not at all on the dreams of Jared's lips moving along his
body. He had just enough time for a quick shower before he had to rush to
school and he probably wouldn't have bothered if he didn't know his boyfriend
was going to be waiting outside for him.
Just thinking about it increased his mood significantly and he rushed through
his morning ritual before darting out to his car. Halfway out of the driveway
he remembered Yoda and cursed loudly, slamming his car into park, shoving the
car door open and racing inside. Yoda was still on his place on top of the
tissue box and Jensen hastily grabbed him, tucking him in his pocket in a
bundle of tissues and shoving the timer into his pocket. So, being a parent of
a fucking egg was probably the worst thing ever. Except it got him Jared so he
couldn't summon up the energy to be too angry.
Jensen car danced to Adam Lambert on the drive to school - because being a
football player meant he had to release his gay somewhere else - and pulled
into the parking lot with ten minutes to spare before the first bell. Today was
turning out to be a better morning than yesterday indeed. Jared was waiting at
the front steps shuffling from side to side and Jensen grinned, hooking his
backpack over his shoulder and admiring the man's beauty in the morning
sunlight. Yeah, Jensen should basically be a poet because he could totally
compose sonnets about Jared's beauty. And he was so very, very gay. And a bit
in love. Maybe.
"Morning Mama," Jensen grinned and stopped in front of Jared, itching to give
him a kiss but resisting for the sake of their peers heading inside. "I had a
rough night, Yoda is basically uber demanding. I hope you can handle him."
Jensen nodded and pulled the tissue bundle from his pocket, offering it out to
Jared with a grin so bright it hurt.
The instant Jared had seen Jensen climbing out of his car he had started
smiling and now the shit-eating grin on his face would probably be there all
morning. He glanced around, nodding a greeting to one of the guys on his
basketball team. "I really want to kiss you, like a lot," he said softly. His
fingers folded over Jensen's for as long as possible when he took Yoda. He
slipped the egg into his inside jacket pocket.
Jensen's heart did its own version of the samba and he stuffed his hands into
his pockets the minute they were free to help him resist touching Jared, which
was basically impossible otherwise. "Tomorrow I'll try to get here earlier so
we can sneak off to the janitor's closet or something." He nodded and flinched
when the warning bell went off. Five minutes to class and Jensen suddenly
really hated school. "I have lunch fifth period, what about you?"
"Same, I'll meet you - somewhere, where?" He glanced around again and noticed
that the crowd of people was thinning out a little. God he wanted to kiss
Jensen. The night before was running through his head, the making out, the
rubbing and shit. Coughing, Jared took a slight step back and bit down on his
bottom lip as his jeans started to feel a little too uncomfortable.
"Out here. We can drive somewhere. Or something." Make out for the entire lunch
break. Jensen added silently and winked at Jared, pulling his hand free to give
his boyfriend a firm slap on the ass. "Have a nice mornin' darling," he said
over his shoulder, already heading for the front door. He was completely unable
to wipe the stupid ass grin from his face. People were going to start thinking
he had some sort of smiling tourettes or something. Or that he got laid. Which,
yeah, basically was the truth and they could think what they wanted because
Jensen? Was really fucking happy.
Jared watched Jensen walk away. Actually, he watched Jensen's ass and the way
his hips swayed from side to side in his just-tight-enough jeans. Yeah, Jared
was making out with the hottest guy on the football team and currently carrying
his child, well, in his inside coat pocket. Really - it was a little too
Hallmark movie-of-the-week - well, except the whole gay teenagers in love part.
Still grinning, Jared patted Yoda gently through his jacket. "Don't worry;
Daddy will be back at lunch time." Laughing he spun quickly and jogged up the
walk to slip inside just in time for the final bell.
Jared's morning was a blur. He was trying to pay attention but he couldn't help
thinking about Jensen, and he couldn't ignore Yoda when the beeper went off.
Fortunately, nearly half of each class was dealing with beeping and egg-sitting
and there was a rather violent and sudden death of an egg in English that
scarred Jared. He tucked Yoda back in his pocket quickly so he wouldn't suffer
any post traumatic stress from seeing one of his siblings meet such a brutal
end. The price to pay for losing one's egg was high - an F, or a recommitment
with another egg. Jared was not going to spend another week carrying around an
egg and really, he was kind of fond of Yoda. The little guy had grown on him.
Biology with Sandy was, as was the norm, a blast. Yoda was sitting front and
center on their shared workstation, nestled in Sandy's pencil case that she had
converted into a bed for Elizabeth.
"You know, Elizabeth is kind of a lame thing to call your egg." Jared smirked
and dug his finger into Sandy's rib.
"Oh, and Yoda is original. Who came up with that - you or Mr. Football?" Sandy
flipped her long dark hair back over her shoulder and gave Jared her best bitch
face. She was pretty good at it, flipping her hair and the bitch face.
Smirking, Jared planted his elbow on the work station so he could prop his chin
up as Mr. Shaybrun started droning on about cell division. Doodling in his
notebook in between taking notes Jared thought back over the night before. It
had kind of blind-sided him; one minute he'd been thinking of Jensen as just a
cool guy and then there was that whole chemistry thing, teasing, and then lips.
It was all a bit murky in Jared's mind but then he'd hardly been able to sleep
because his mind was going a thousand miles an hour by the time he got home.
Sandy giggled and jabbed Jared in the rib with her pen - jarring him out of his
thoughts. Turning his head slowly he frowned at her as she tipped her chin
toward his notebook and covered her mouth to stifle a louder giggle. Jared
looked down at his notebook and felt his cheeks get heavy and warm with the
blush that was trying to eat his face alive. He was so done for. Jensen was
like some sort of music ear-worm - that annoyingly cute song that you hear once
on the way to school and then you can't stop singing it all day and before you
know it, you love the hell out of it and have to start pretending you don't
listen to it in your car.
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Jared smirked at Sandy and whispered, "don't mock, he's the father of my
child."
"Are you gay for Jensen?" Sandy's high voice was almost a hissed squeak.
Eyes widening, Jared mouthed, shut up and nudged her hard with his elbow.
Sliding her arm around Jared's waist, Sandy leaned her chin on his shoulder and
whispered, "he is the cutest player on the football team, and he has a nice
ass."
Jared had pretty much never had a better reason for the way his smile beamed as
he turned to Sandy. "He's got a great ass," he whispered.
The rest of the class went by quickly. Jared turned the page in his notebook
and continued taking notes on a fresh page. It wasn't a big deal if Sandy knew
about his thing for Jensen, after all, she was his best friend. But, the idea
of everyone in the school knowing was a little overwhelming. Jared was pretty
sure most of his friends wouldn't have a problem but you just never knew how
people were going to react until it came right down to it.
The beeper wasn't quite as annoying as Jared thought, in fact, he kind of liked
that it gave him an excuse to pick up Yoda for a few minutes. The bad Jared
hair-do was kind of a good look for Yoda and Jared had to admit it was one of
the cuter things that Jensen had done. Most things Jensen did were cute. Jensen
was cute. Jared, on the other hand, had it bad.
Tugging his phone out of his pocket, Jared grinned when he realized it was
almost time for lunch. Retrieving Yoda from his shared pencil case he pressed
his egg to Sandy's and made a little kissing sound which sent Sandy into such a
fit of giggles that Mr. Shaybrun was in the middle of reprimanding her when
they were saved by the bell.
Tucking Yoda back inside his jacket pocket, Jared leaned down and kissed Sandy
on the top of her head before racing out of the classroom and down the hall.
There was no way that he was going to miss out on a single minute of Jensen's
lips. Skidding to a halt at the door, Jared yanked it open and jogged down the
stairs to wait for Jensen.
It was surprisingly warm for October and Jensen bounced down the front steps,
face resuming its new default smile mode when he spotted Jared. He considered
options for as long as it took him to cross the front walk before launching
forward and attaching himself to Jared's back. What? Guys were friendly.
Nothing gay about that. "Hello mama! How was the child this mornin’? I hope he
obeyed." Jensen leaned his chin on Jared's shoulder and laughed as his
boyfriend attempted not to stumble under the added weight.
"Dude! I just got Yoda to sleep after his mid morning chow," Jared laughed, "if
you wake him up we'll have our first domestic dispute." Feeling Jensen like
that, pressed up against his back kind of gave Jared a little thrill like when
he was on the roller coaster at last year’s fair. He leaned into Jensen's
cheek, "we driving somewhere? You know to, uh, talk?"
Heat pooled low in Jensen’s belly and he slid down to his feet, purposefully
brushing Jared's shoulder as he stepped past him. "Yeah, many important
conversations to have. Birds and bees and all." Jensen's eyes widened and shot
toward Jared, cheeks flaming like the queer he was turning out to be. Jensen
really needed his brain to mouth filter to kick in. "Uh. Or you know. Talks
about football. And basketball. And manly man stuff. Come on I’m parked over
here." He kind of wanted to grab Jared's hand but that would go over about as
well as the kissing so he showed patience admirably for a seventeen year old.
Pulling Yoda out of his inside pocket, Jared smirked and held the egg up to
Jensen's cheek. "Awww, Yoda missed you. Jensen, there was a bad accident in
Biology." Jared curled both his hands around Yoda as Jensen fell into step
beside him. Whispering, Jared leaned closer, "Robert and Traci's egg died a
horrible death. There was a miscommunication during the hand off. Jen? It was
ugly. I kept Yoda away from the carnage - I don’t want him to grow up and be a
serial killer or something." Jared's bottom lip pushed out a little into a
small pout.
Steps faltering Jensen glanced down at the egg than back up. Oh god, his
boyfriend was absolutely crazy. And pretty much more awesome than Star Wars,
American Idol and banana chocolate chip pancakes combined. A lethal mix.
"You're a great mama," Jensen nodded and patted Jared's shoulder, squeezing
once and yanking his keys from his pocket. "Hop on in. I know this great place
to go and talk." Jensen’s lips were already tingling in excitement and he
climbed in behind the wheel, hastily turning If I Had You down when the car
started.
Sliding into the car Jared pulled Yoda out and nestled him into his cup holder
car seat then slid his hand over Jensen's thigh and massaged the muscle slowly
for a few moments before pulling away. "I missed you," he murmured. Yeah, it
was crazy and he probably shouldn't be saying things like that out loud but it
was true. Pulling back, Jared snicked his seat-belt into place and settled down
into the seat. "We getting together after school? To... uh, work on our
project?" There was that heat again, the instant Jared thought about being
alone with Jensen; even now, that single touch on Jensen's thigh and Jared felt
kind of like he was going to implode.
"Dude." Just like that Jensen was more than halfway hard and definitely
interested in Jared's hand back on his thigh. "Uh. I think we gotta. Cause we
kind of didn't take any pictures yesterday. You were too busy trying to suck my
lips off my face." Jensen grinned at Jared and peeled out of the parking lot,
heading toward a park five miles away that had some really secluded spots to
park in.
"Oh yeah, weird how that was all me." Jared reached out again and curled long
fingers high over Jensen's thigh. "I mean, it's obvious that you're totally not
into me." Shifting on his seat, Jared slid his hand higher, finger nails hooked
over the inseam on his boyfriend's jeans. Hand pressing up against Jensen's
crotch Jared smirked, then licked his lips when everything in his body kicked
into overdrive. "Yeah, you're not interested at all in making out, with me,"
God, the way Jensen's cheeks flushed and the barely there hitch of his breath
at Jared's touch - yeah, well, they needed to park.
Jensen's vision swam a bit which really wasn't too good considering he was
driving. "Think of the baby Jared," Jensen warned with a tight smile, talking
through clenched teeth. "If you kill us we'll totally fail Health and Yoda will
be an orphan." Jensen may have been speeding, just a little and he forced
himself to slow down.
"Good point," Jared withdrew his hand even as his smirk was growing. Taking a
deep breath, Jared shifted his hips on the seat - trying to relieve a little
bit pressure. "We should talk about Yoda's future," he said as he desperately
tried to get his body and mind not to think about Jensen's lips and the way his
tongue would slide along his when they'd been kissing the night before.
"We should probably start a Jedi fund. So we can get into the academy and
stuff." Jensen giggled, rather girlishly, and turned onto a back road outside
the park. He hadn't been here before but a little pestering from Chris last
period had gotten him the location. The minute he found a secluded spot he
pulled in and turned the car off, rounding on Jared and slamming their lips
together.
Jared barely had half a second to think how amusing his boyfriend was and then
wow he had a boyfriend and suddenly Jensen's lips were back crushed against his
and he couldn't breathe. Heat burst through his body immediately because, no,
it hadn't all been a dream the night before and yes, Jensen really was kissing
him again. In fact, Jensen's tongue was sliding back into Jared's mouth and
twisting with his own. Jared's knee thudded hard against the dashboard, hand
fumbling then resting on the console to help him keep his balance. "MMmph," he
groaned and pulled back slightly, "don't crush the baby."
Chuckling softly Jensen nodded in agreement and clambered in between the seats,
head diving into the back seat and crashing into the leather. He huffed out a
surprised breath and blinked a few times before pushing up. "Uh, backseat
then?" Jensen suggested with a grin and couldn't resist pushing forward to
press a hard kiss into Jared's lips. Yeah, kissing Jared was steadily becoming
his new favorite thing. He wanted more, right now, and the only thing keeping
him from using his upper arm strength to drag Jared across the seat was the
lack of knowing where Yoda was. "We should buy a plastic box and put Yoda in
it," Jensen informed and nodded swiftly.
Jared grinned against Jensen's mouth. "So impatient," he muttered. Snatching up
Yoda Jared pulled the glove box open and settled the egg in amongst the papers.
"There. Have a good sleep, Yoda," he patted the egg and closed the glove box
quietly. Turning to look at Jensen he noticed his boyfriend's amused smirk and
raised an eyebrow. "What? Someone's gotta take care of him."
"Yeah I know, it's pretty much why you're the best mama ever," Jensen nodded
solemnly and tangled his fingers back in Jared's hair, tugging him forward and
enjoying the way he pulled back slightly, teasing. "Kept dreamin' about you
last night," he murmured and leaned in because Jared's lips were too good not
to taste again and again. Could you be addicted to kissing? Jensen was fairly
certain he was.
Nose wrinkling slightly as he grinned, Jared kicked out of his shoes and
clambered in between the seats. There was pretty much no way someone who was
over six feet tall could fit through the available space and still look
graceful. Half way through he felt like he might get stuck, wriggled and slid
through falling into a heap across Jensen's lap. Blinking up at his boyfriend,
he smiled. "Hello."
"You're like a freaking gazelle," Jensen beamed down at Jared and wiggled down
under Jared, tugging him up over his body until he was spread out as much as
possible along the backseat. "Shoulda got a truck," he grumbled and pushed up
to barely slide a kiss across Jared's lips. He had to stop, fall back and tell
himself this was real because it was so surreal and amazing and just yesterday
he'd only been daydreaming about this guy who was now his boyfriend. Jensen's
brain was short circuiting in the best way.
"Ya okay?" Jared smoothed Jensen's hair back from his forehead, a bemused
expression creeping on to his face. "Did I break you already? I barely touched
you." His thumb rubbed Jensen's eyebrow gently as he leaned forward to kiss his
way across his boyfriend's cheek. The moment their bodies had pressed against
one another's Jared's heart pretty much felt like it fell through his chest and
landed somewhere in his stomach. God.
"Not broken. Just..." Jensen pressed a quick kiss to Jared's lips, fell back,
and lifted up once more. He grinned and deepened the kiss for a long moment and
tangled his fingers back into Jared's hair. "You're... you know..." he shrugged
slightly and pushed up into Jared's body, blinking slowly and wondering if his
brain was possibly shutting down. Jared kind of made him stupid. In a great
way. "I wanna suck your dick," he blurted out and flushed, biting down on his
bottom lip to cover the grin there.
"Has anyone ever accused you of having no filter between your brain and your
mouth?" Jared blinked a few times. The problem was that Jared's dick had
already cast a vote. Not that there was really much of a debate but fuck Jared
had never been so hard in his life. Instantly. Like, moments after the words
were said. "Now?" He had intended for his voice to be less squeak and more deep
and sexy - but then, whatever worked.
"It's not so much an accusation as it is fact." Jensen shrugged and pushed up
along the seat, grinning when Jared moved with him and they struggled to shift
and reposition on the seat. "Yeah, now." He nodded and curled his fingers in
Jared's shirt and tugged him forward to crush their lips hard together. They
had a time limit anyway and now that the idea had planted itself in his mind,
Jensen couldn't really think of anything else. His free hand twisted and
dropped down, cupping the hard line between Jared's crotch and shuddering
slightly as he pressed forward.
The breath that Jared had sucked in moments before shot out in a twisted kind
of gasping sound. Glancing around nervously out the windows Jared let his head
thud back and tangled his fingers in Jared's hair. "I - are you..." he moaned
again and gave up trying to use words. Slipping his hands quickly down Jensen
neck, shoulders, back he grabbed his ass firmly before he shifted too far away.
His foot slipped off the seat and thudded on the floor, his knee was crammed
hard again the console and fuck he didn't give a good God damn. Jensen's ass
felt as good as it looked, but then Jared had the vaguest recollection from
that the night before - but that was mostly a blur of kissing and moaning and -
yeah.
Truthfully, Jensen was really fucking nervous about this whole, sucking Jared's
dick thing but come on it wasn't like he was going to pass up on the
opportunity. He really wanted to know what it tasted like, how it felt against
his tongue. Jensen fumbled with Jared's waistline, tugging at the denim until
Jared slid forward enough to give him room. He looked pretty uncomfortable
scrunched against the door like that and Jensen huffed a laugh. "It's okay
yeah? You want this?" It couldn't hurt to double check before his fingers
finished pushing the button free.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Jared huffed out a breath and shook his
head. "Have you seen you? Do you know what ... I can't even, shit." Jared could
feel how wide his eyes were. "Yes!" Stretching his legs out longer Jared kicked
one up over Jensen's and yanked his mouth down quickly for another kiss. Jensen
was the best kisser. Jared might not have a lot of experience but this was
good, Jensen tasted great, he smelled clean and a little spicy and even the
faintest hint of sweat smelled good.
Denim and metal slid through his fingers and Jensen worried his heart might
just give up because the speed it was racing now had to be lethal, definitely.
He pushed back from Jared's lips a long moment later and tugged the jeans down
to his upper thighs. "What does me being super hot have to do with epic blow
jobs?" Jensen wondered aloud and looked up at Jared with a smirk. Then his
fingers were brushing tented cotton and Jensen couldn't help but stare. Outside
porn, and himself, Jensen hadn't ever seen another guy's dick. The fact that it
was Jared's was kind of making it hard to breathe. He dug his teeth hard into
his lower lip and stared with wide eyes as his fingers curled around the
elastic of boxers and lifted up, pulling them down to join jeans. Jensen
swallowed thickly. "Holy fuck," he whispered out loud without realizing it,
eyes sweeping over red swollen skin as it brushed up against Jared's abs. And
yeah, hottest thing ever.
It was impossible for Jared's hips not to roll up toward Jensen. His hands had
fallen off Jensen's body and were grasping the bunched materials of his own
jeans. "Jen," he murmured. "What? Jen..." Yeah, he was a teenager so of course
he was gonna panic a little at the way Jensen just stopped in his tracks. He
hadn't seen a lot of dicks, it wasn't like he made a habit of seeking them out
- but he was pretty sure his was kinda, well, normal. Reaching in between them
he grabbed at handful of Jensen's t-shirt and tugged gently. Shifting nervously
on the seat he felt a little exposed and the fact that he'd never done anything
like this before kind of slammed back into him.
"You're like..." Jensen pushed Jared's hand away but moved up to kiss him
thoroughly regardless. As their tongues slid together his fingers brushed the
curve of flesh and Jensen fell back, trying to find a comfortable way to squish
between the seats. It wasn't really working but he was mostly distracted by
curling his fingers around Jared's skin and watching it slip under his grasp.
When he twisted his wrist with a downward stroke Jared gasped and his eyes shot
up to the flush on his boyfriend's face. "Yeah? You like that?" He murmured,
voice deeper than he'd ever heard it, eyes still slightly wide and watery.
It felt like Jared's spine had a mind of its own all of a sudden. His mouth
fell open, lashes fluttering closed for a few moments before springing back
open because there was no way he wanted to miss anything. His brain had pretty
much disconnected the moment that Jensen's fingers stroked across his hard
flesh, it was way more than Jared expected. Having his boyfriend actually
touching his dick, flesh, hand ... fuck, it was crazy and Jared could feel
waves of tingling energy rolling up his body. "I, yeah, I really like
th..that." Gasping, Jared half flailed his hands toward Jensen's shoulder and
gripped his boyfriend's arms.
The sharp thrill of pleasing Jared, continuing to hear those noises fall from
his lips, had him stroking harder, firmer. He thought about how he liked it
best, that twist thumb flick squeeze thing and tried to mirror the action,
adding his second hand to fondle slowly along his balls. Jesus, talk about mind
overload. Jensen had to physically force himself to dip forward, staring at
Jared's dick as he inched closer. The first sweep along the small dollop of
pre-come had him moaning. It was kind of like starring in his own personal porn
all of a sudden and Jensen parted his lips, tentatively circling the silky
head. Salty heat exploded across his tongue and Jensen scrambled forward enough
for his head to hover over Jared's lap. The seat was digging into his thighs
but from this angle he could sink down along Jared's dick easier, and god he
wanted that.
Moaning loudly Jared relinquished his grip on Jensen's shoulder to slap his
hand against the back of the head rest so he could try and flatten himself out
a little give Jensen more access. There was pretty much nothing he'd ever felt
that was better than Jensen's lips just barely around the head of his dick. He
pretty much felt like he was gonna come and lost at least fifteen seconds of
his life by trying to think about basketball plays. Unfortunately, that just
reminded him of the locker room and Jensen, showering ... naked.
"JesusChristJensen" Jared's voice was thick and he barely had enough breath to
get the words out before Jensen's mouth was sinking lower. There were suddenly
soft, smooth lips sliding tight down his dick and Jensen's mouth was hot; it
was lava hot and Jared's body kind of shudder-jerked up off the seat. Grabbing
Jensen's hair, fingers gripping tight Jared moaned out his boyfriend's name.
There was one moment where it hit Jensen like a ton of bricks in his stomach.
He was sucking Jared's dick and holy shit that was enough to make him almost
come on the spot. It was too wet, saliva constantly pooling in his mouth and he
was fairly sure he wasn't too good at it but he pulled in more, deeper.
Jensen's fingers curled around the base to hold him steady, slicking up with
the spit and moaning because it was so fucking hot.
All Jared seemed capable of was a moan, his fingers curled over the top of the
head rest as he fought to try and hold his hips still. What he really wanted
was to thrust up hard into Jensen's mouth because it felt perfect and wet and
about a thousand different sensations were spinning through Jared's body. He
could feel his balls tighten, like they were crushing up against his body and
he let out the slightest whimper. "Fuck, Jensen... It's - I'm gonna-" his own
words were ended in a strangled cry. And Jared was coming so hard he actually
couldn't see. His hips snapped forward as his dick throbbed out come into
Jensen's velvet soft mouth.
The sudden spurt of come against the back of his throat surprised Jensen and he
almost pulled back, catching himself just in time. He swallowed around the wet,
moaning because the sounds coming out of Jared's mouth made his blood thicken
and his own hard on nearly painful in his jeans. At some point the sucking made
Jared whimper slightly and Jensen pushed back, grunting when his hips dug hard
into the seat. "How was-" he began but Jared was tugging him forward and Jensen
fell hard onto him, crushing their lips together even though his own felt
pleasant swollen and abused.
It felt like he had to hold Jensen so tight, closer, like someone was going to
snatch his boyfriend away. It was stupid and Jared was so totally overwhelmed
that all he could do was pour everything into the way he kissed Jensen. It was
hard and a little rough, then gentle and teasing and Jared could taste himself
in his boyfriend's mouth. "Amazing," he whispered against Jensen's kiss-swollen
lips, "fucking amazing." He was definitely going to be following Jensen home
later. "I'm keeping you," he murmured. Yeah, it sounded stupid and hokey but he
meant it.
Chuckling into the kiss Jensen half nodded and kissed Jared hard enough to push
him down into the seat. His hips rolled against the edge, seeking out pressure
and pulling back enough to gasp. "Yeah... yeah definitely keeping," he nodded
more firmly this time and dipped in again. Kissing Jared was so addicting it
should be illegal. Like crack or something. Six foot something, stupidly cute,
Jared crack. And Jensen was beyond hooked. "I-I need..." Jensen struggled back
slightly, tugging at his waistline to undo his button and drag the zipper down.
The wrestling began again, well, wrestling was kind of a by-product of two guys
their height trying to fit into the back seat in such a way that Jared could
get his hands on Jensen. Shoving his boyfriend back Jared kneeled on the seat
and fumbled with the denim that was still covering Jensen's hips. Shifting so
he had one knee on the floor he was able to pull his boyfriend's jeans down and
curl his fingers over his white boxers. God, it was like opening a fucking
Christmas present. Jared was so anxious his mouth was dry and he could feel
that his fingers were shaking. "You can't watch me play basketball," he
murmured as he slid his hips between Jensen's legs, "I'll fumble every shot."
Then his hands were on Jensen's dick, on flesh, not just rubbing up against the
hard line that was showing under his jeans. The skin was smooth and hot and
Jared's fingers curled around the stiff flesh. "Like this?" He stroked gently
at first, it was so weird and felt like he was doing everything backwards - but
one glance up at Jensen's face had him convinced it was totally worth it.
If Jensen had any brain power left he probably would have mumbled something
like oh fuck yeah when Jared's fingers moved against his skin. Instead, all he
managed was "nngh," because fuck that was amazing. He totally wasn't going to
last more than a few minutes but he'd savor each and every one of them. Jensen
sucked in deep breaths and arched up into Jared's touch, hands fluttering along
through his hair, down his neck and across his shoulders. "Jared," he moaned
embarrassingly loud and jerked up into his hand.
Licking his lips once quickly Jared lurched forward and sank his mouth down
over Jensen's dick. Sliding one hand up to skim over the curves of Jensen's
chest, Jared's other hand curled around the bottom of Jensen's shaft. Jared
figured he would just follow Jensen's lead and sank his mouth down over as much
of that hard flesh as he could. It was salty tasting and the musky smell of
Jensen's body was everywhere all at once and made Jared moan softly. Jensen
jolted up as the sound vibrated against his sensitive flesh. Humming again,
Jared rode the bucking of Jensen's hips and sucked hard - letting his tongue
swirl around the head of Jensen's dick.
Jensen desperately wanted to feel Jared's mouth on him for longer than the
maybe two minutes it lasted but he couldn't hold back. Everything was finally
catching up with him and Jensen barely managed to groan Jared's name in a half
warning before his muscles were tightening and his body was twitching up with
his release. His nails dug into Jared's shoulders and his head slammed hard
back into the car door but every fiber of him was focused wholly on losing
himself to the feel of Jared's mouth and he was sure he'd never come so hard in
his life.
Jared's throat was working hard, swallowing and trying to breathe all at the
same time. He choked once, and then managed to rearrange himself to lap and
suck and taste Jensen's release. It was better than he expected, a little
bitter but salty-sweet and the whole idea of the very fact that he had made his
boyfriend come like this - was so hot Jared's hips started to roll forward
again; his body was entirely focused on more. Pulling back, he let his
boyfriend's dick slide slowly out of his mouth. Panting softly he gazed up at
Jensen who was a fucked out mess of tousled hair and blazing cheeks and
probably the best looking thing Jared had ever seen. "You're gorgeous," he
murmured as his palm slid up across Jensen's chest to settle against his neck.
A smirk played across Jensen's lips and he slumped back, trailing fingers along
Jared's side. "We're gonna look so fucked out." The idea alone sent a thrill
through him and Jensen laughed softly. "You're the bestest boyfriend ever."
Smiling shyly Jared ran his hands through his hair a few times and messed it up
a little. "How's that? Better? God, we have to beep the beepy thing. Yoda!"
Climbing up off the floor ended up being more like trying to climb over Jensen
which couldn't possibly be done without a few kisses, a hard bite on his neck
and a hickey far enough down under his collar that no one would see. Finally
installed back in the front seat of the car Jared pulled out Yoda and patted
him on the head then reached down into his bag and yanked out the timing
device. Pushing the button quickly he smirked at Jensen where he was still
lying sprawled and, quite frankly, beautiful in the back seat. "There," Jared
murmured, "made it." Still clutching Yoda in his hands he licked his lips and
dragged his eyes down Jensen's body. "Seriously, you should be paid to just
look like that." His sighed happily.
"I'd be very wealthy." Jensen nodded and took a moment to compose himself,
fumbling with his jean button before climbing forward. He settled back in his
seat and brought Jared forward to slide their lips together. "Ready to face the
masses?" Jensen sucked in Jared's smell and smiled against his lips.
"I am, but I wish..." Jared looked down at the small egg in his hands. Lifting
one hand to rub at his tender lips, he smiled slightly, "wish we didn't have to
go back to school. You got practice tonight?" Settling back into his seat Jared
tucked Yoda back into his cup holder seat.
"Can't skip it or coach will bench me," Jensen smiled sadly at Jared and
reached out to squeeze his thigh. "But all evening I'm yours. And seriously
dude, we gotta take some pictures before we forget." He grinned up a Jared,
unable to resist leaning in for another brush of lips. "I wish I could walk you
to you class or something ultra sappy like that."
Jared didn't really want to think about all the things that they couldn't do;
there was way too much good in all of this. It certainly wasn't going to be the
way he could be with Sandy and for the first time, Jared realized how big this
really was. It wasn't like two guys from high school teams could go to the Prom
together or, hell, even walk down the hall holding hands. "We better get back,
I'll keep Yoda for the rest of the day - wanna meet up after practice?"
"You look sad," Jensen pointed out and frowned, turning the key in the ignition
and lifting an arm to drape back behind Jared's shoulder as he half turned to
reverse. "Yeah, let's meet up outside the lock room again? We could take Yoda
for a walk in the park; get some pictures under the trees or something." Jensen
squeezed the back of Jared's neck and pressed down on the break, pulling Jared
in so their lips could meet. "Does that work for you?" He smiled into Jared's
mouth and deepened the kiss for an extended moment.
"Yeah, that's great." Jared smiled slightly as he broke from the kiss. "I'll
meet you there, Sandy's gonna egg sit while I'm on the court. She likes to
watch anyway - says it makes her feel like she has a boyfriend." Tucking Yoda
into his coat pocket Jared looked out the side window, hand sliding back to its
spot on his boyfriend's thigh. He could still count their relationship in hours
but some of it felt like they'd always been doing it. Like, it was just right.
A slightly hysterical laugh fell from Jensen's lips and he blinked owlishly and
looked over at Jared. "Okay one, let's pretend I didn't just sound like a
jealous hyena. And two, let's also pretend like I'm not completely jealous of
Sandy feeling any boyfriendly feelings for you." It was probably pretty
juvenile of him to start thinking in terms of forever but god he wanted to
spend every single moment of his life with Jared.
"You sounded very manly." Jared tried to sound serious but it just didn't work.
There was something about Jensen that just made Jared want to laugh and not
that sort of fake laugh, the throw-his-head-back-and-feel-it-all-the-way-to-
his-toes kind of laughter. "I told Sandy," he blurted out.
Swallowing his surprise Jensen slowed the car, glancing toward Jared. "Yeah?
And?" He might just have to befriend this Sandy chick if she was the one person
who knew about their super secret relationship.
"She said you have a nice ass." Jared swallowed. It hadn't really occurred to
him before not to tell Sandy - it just kind of happened. "Is it okay? That I
told her? Not that she said you have a nice ass. I told her it was a great
ass." Not that he'd had nearly enough time to examine it yet. He could feel
himself blushing. Great.
"Erm... yeah. The nice ass thing is okay." Jensen chuckled softly and shook his
head. "I mean, both things. It's okay. It's cool that someone knows. Maybe we
can use her for a cover or something. Do you think she'd be okay with that?" He
pulled off the side road before their school parking lot and grabbed Jared with
tight fingers in the back of his hair, pulling him close to crush their lips
together. They kissed rough and hard for a long minute before he slowed,
pulling Jared's lip out with his teeth and releasing with a pop. "To hold us
over."
Running his thumb slowly over Jensen's bottom lip, Jared's eyes moved up to his
boyfriend's. "We need a cover? Like - you mean that I should pretend to date
Sandy?" He blinked a few times, unsure of what he was feeling; it was a
combination of worry and curiosity. Part of him wanted to be able to say why
hide? There was another part of him that knew that a basketball player and a
football player dating wouldn't be the kind of thing that would get them voted
couple of the year in the yearbook.
"What?" Jensen recoiled from the very idea of a pretend girlfriend. He was
totally not into the idea of sharing Jared, pretend or not. "No way dude. I was
just thinking if we hung out with her we could go out to places without it
seeming too weird right? Like dinner and the movies? Unless... I mean, I m not
sure yet about coming out you know? Maybe after awhile?" Jensen knew classes
were starting again and they needed to get back so he may have been delaying a
bit. This was important though.
"Yeah, you know - we should just talk about it later. I don't wanna be late."
It was way too big a conversation to have while they were trying to get back to
school. Way too big. Suddenly, it didn't seem very fair that he couldn't just
go and hang out with Jensen like he could with anyone else.
Nodding in agreement Jensen flipped the car around, slight frown pulling at his
lips. He hadn't meant to bring the mood down and he could kick himself for
doing exactly that. "You know I'm pretty super into you right?" He asked
quietly as they pulled into the school parking lot, taking a spot along the
back. "I don't just skip lunch for anyone. Though I can't say I didn't
necessarily eat... only... okay yeah, sorry, that might be a little gross."
Jensen smirked up at Jared, curling his fingers around Jared's wrist. "I just
mean, you get it right?"
"Yeah," Jared blinked up at his boyfriend from under his bangs. "I get it." He
twisted his wrist free and squeezed Jensen's hand quickly before opening his
door. "See you after practice. I'll just go ahead so no one... well," he
shrugged and slid out of the car. "Later." Smiling he closed the door and took
off at a jog toward the side door of the school. He got it, it just didn't seem
fair - but then, like Sandy was always telling him - if things were fair she's
be married to Johnny Depp.
With a frown Jensen watched Jared going, trying to figure out how everything
went so blah all of a sudden. It certainly wasn't what he wanted in any way.
All of this was pretty stupid, the worrying about sneaking around and such.
Sure they'd only been dating for a day and he didn't want to rush into things
but come on it was the twenty first century now and being gay wasn't such a
disease like quality. Huffing low under his breath Jensen shoved the door open
and used the last four years of miles covered on football greens to quicken his
step, sprinting after Jared and weaving around parked cars.
"Jared!" He called and it could have been a queer version of a John Hughes
movie just from the way Jared's steps slowed and faltered, the way he turned
and arched his eyebrows curiously. Then just like that Jensen was there,
yanking Jared down by his shirt collar and crushing their lips together hard
enough to almost be painful. He counted to ten in his mind and let go, pulling
back and peering up at Jared with wide eyes. "Have a nice afternoon," Jensen
said as casually as possible, patting Jared's shirt collar back into place.
Several things went through Jared's mind- not the least of which was oh-my-God,
he's kissing me in front of people. But the kiss was still so damn good and
Jared's eyes were still closed when Jensen's hand was suddenly patting his
chest. Forcing himself to open his eyes he slid his fingers over Jensen's for
the briefest moment before dropping his arm to his side. Glancing quickly out
the corner of his eyes he could feel a blush blooming on his cheeks. "So - you
kissed me. Out here." Looking around nervously he ducked his head back down,
hair falling forward over his eyes. "In front of people."
There was a flicker of a moment where Jensen thought oh god I hope I didn't
just fuck up royally before he nodded and smiled shyly. "Uh, yeah, guess I did.
I hope that's okay." There were clearly people watching and he could almost
hear the surprised swell of voices, this was high school after all. Chances
were, people would know before the afternoon classes even began. "Maybe I don't
really want you to be my secret boyfriend. I'd much rather greet you like that
in the morning and such. That's... it's good right?" Jensen was pretty sure he
was as tomato red as Jared but he kept his eyes fixed on him, waiting
reassurance.
Jared was pretty sure his eyes were the size of saucers when he finally flicked
his hair back out of his eyes and zeroed in on those shiny pools of green.
"Yeah," giving Jensen a slightly crooked grin he licked his lips quickly,
"yeah, it was really good." God, it was good. Surprisingly good, like, shivers
down his spine and this stupid-ass feeling of so-happy-he-could-dance kind of
feeling in his stomach. Turning toward the building again Jared laughed and
turned back quickly. "Yeah," he repeated and his hand jerked up so he could
brush his fingers against Jensen's chest. "Good." Jared was pretty sure his
cheeks were going to burn right off his face. He turned away once more and then
turned back quickly, "so, later right? After school?" He grinned and tilted his
head slightly.
Laughing almost bubbly, Jensen nodded quickly. "Yeah. After school. Outside the
locker room." He half stepped backward, deciding he'd rather wait to watch
Jared disappear inside the building but not at all because he wanted to check
out his ass or anything. It was just a last glimpse thing or something. His
eyes finally darted to the side to catch the obvious staring of those who
hadn't gone inside yet and a smirk tilted the corner of his mouth up. They were
just jealous anyway, hell, he'd be jealous of anyone who got to kiss Jared.
Jensen was the luckiest S.O.B. in the history of ever. And the skip to his step
as he finally headed around to the front door was directly a result from the
way his lips still tingled pleasant.
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