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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki, Christian_Kane/Sandra_McCoy
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki, Christian_Kane, Sandra_McCoy
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_High_School
  Series:
      Part 9 of Parental_Eggsperiments
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-05-14 Words: 8796
****** The Christmas Thing ******
by saucyminx
Summary
     It's the happiest time of the year so of course Jensen's confused and
     naturally Jared will make it all better.
"Chris, let me ask you this," Jensen flopped down on his best friend's couch
and shifted against the cushion, wishing it was a thousand times more
comfortable. And that it smelt less like his friend pre-shower and post-
practice. And beer. "Are you getting Sandy a Christmas present?"
A snort left Chris' lips and Jensen wasn't really sure what he was supposed to
make of that. Despite his status as a running back - albeit an entirely gay one
- Jensen had yet to learn how to decipher any forms of communication that
involved grunts, snorts, or spitting of any form. And it was all fairly gross
in his opinion. "Dude, I'm not even sure we're really even dating you know? But
I don't know, I'll probably buy her something."
The rise of Jensen's eyebrows should be understandable, all things considered,
and also? Chris was a bit of an ass. "Chris? You're sleeping with her right?
Pretty sure that makes you officially together."
"Man, didn't we agree not to talk about sex," Chris' shoulders hunched together
over the game controller for his Playstation. "Shut up man, I'm trying to get
Kratos through this wicked battle."
The guy on the screen grunted and Jensen's eyes rolled. Naturally his friend
would find better communication with a virtual character in a video game. "I
should buy Jared a Christmas gift."
"What? You mean you haven't already?" Chris' eyebrows rose swiftly and he
literally paused the game to look at Jensen.
It made him feel kind of special even though, you know, Chris was looking at
him like he was crazy. "No? I mean, I really want too. I just, that's normal
right? I love him, we've been together for three months, a Christmas present’s
not going to like, freak him out or anything."
"Dude, I'm pretty sure you could ask him to have your ass babies and he'd not
be freaked out," Chris huffed, pushing at Jensen with three fingers square to
his shoulder.
"Ass babies? Why do you have to be disgusting? Why can't my best friend be
Sandy? Why does Jared get Sandy?" Jensen sighed heavily and flopped back on the
couch, draping over the arm. "Seriously Chris, what should I get him?"
"I don't know, sex toys? Nipple clamps, a whip, you could get a tattoo of his
name on your ass. Seems like a gay thing to do," Chris turned back to the
screen, unpausing the game and continuing play.
Jensen stared up at the ceiling and really, seriously, lamented the fact that
Chris was his go-to guy. He really needed a Sandy, like, hardcore. "Did I ever
tell you my theory that you were dropped on the head too many times as a
child?"
"Did I ever tell you my theory that you were dropped in a whole big bucket of
gay the minute you popped out of your Mama?"
To be a good son, Jensen kicked Chris in the arm and laughed. "Don't talk about
my Mama like that you dick. You could try to be helpful you know?"
"Yeah but then we wouldn't have anything to talk about and that's just a pity,"
Chris sighed - like he actually meant it - and shook his head. Jensen could see
the flop of slightly wavy hair with each turn of his head.
Smirking slightly, Jensen rolled off the couch, landing on his feet and pushing
up. "I'm getting you a curling iron for Christmas."
"I'm getting you a douche," Chris shot back, laughing when Jensen flinched.
"You should get Jared a necklace. It can be one of those hearts that break
apart. One says butt and the other says buddies."
"I changed my mind, I'm getting your vocal box removed for Christmas," Jensen
said over his shoulder as he headed for the door. He kind of liked the necklace
idea though. Minus the whole 'butt buddies' thing. He'd have to check into it.
Who knew Christmas shopping could be so difficult?
[http://pics.livejournal.com/cha/pic/002s02wy]
Jensen was supposed to be studying. Finals were next week and his parents had
insisted he come home each night after practice and read his books, go over
things, whatever. Jensen kind of sucked at studying. Especially when his mind
was on his boyfriend who was really too far away for his liking. Glancing over
at the clock, Jensen contemplated for just a moment if ten was too late to call
before he rolled across his mattress and snatched up his phone. If Jared for
some reason happened to be asleep, Jensen could just like, listen to him
breathe or something. That might make him sound a bit creepy stalker-ish but
well, he liked listening to Jared breathe. It helped him sleep better.
Fortunately - or unfortunately depending on how you looked at it - Jared
answered within the middle of the second ring. "I hate studying," Jensen
informed with a long drawn out sigh. "Seriously, I can't even process a single
more word. My brain is at max capacity Jared. This is it. I'm never going to
get any smarter than this. I'm going to be a high school senior for the rest of
my life because I can't process the Law of Sines and the Law of Cosines for
stupid ass trigonometry."
"I bet money you'll never use trigonometry a single time once school's over."
Jared grinned. He'd been staring at his English notes blankly for about fifteen
minutes and was contemplating phoning his boyfriend. Jensen made everything
better.
"Nope. Not once I'm sure. This is completely useless and I don't get to go over
there until Friday. So basically, it makes me hate it even more," Jensen sighed
and rolled onto his back, dropping an arm to the side. "I'm really tempted to
sneak out."
"Do it." Jared's eyes narrowed and he licked his lips. "My folks are out." He
listened for a few moments to Jensen's breathing, "just sayin'." It was
actually kind of lonely at his place and, of course, his bed always felt a
little too big now that Jensen wasn't in it.
Wetting his lips slowly, Jensen rolled off the side of the bed and crept across
his room, pressing his ear to the door. "I don't hear my parents. They've been
in their room for almost an hour." Teeth dragging along his lower lip, Jensen
eyed his shoes for a moment, then the window. "You think I should? Josh used to
sneak out all the time, he taught me how but I never really have. Should I?"
"I totally think you should. I mean, once finals start we'll hardly get to see
each other - and there's no one here. Do you know what that means?" Jared
rolled over onto his back and stretched.
"Jared, darling, there's hardly ever anyone there," he murmured and flinched in
case the comment made Jared feel bad. "Sorry. I didn't, um. Okay I'm stopping
before I further insert my foot into my mouth. I'm going to sneak out. If you
don't hear from me in ten minutes assume that I've been caught and kept as POW,
'kay?" Jensen dropped down onto the bed, already tugging his shoes on.
"Okay, and I can't help it if I like having you here. I get lonely." Jared
didn't mean to sound quite as pathetic as he did. "I'll sit outside and wait."
"It's cold you doofus, don't wait outside," Jensen said though it was nothing
but fond. He pushed to his feet, grabbing his coat from behind his chair. "Wait
inside. In your bed. Preferably naked."
"I'm on it." Jared pushed end on his phone and grinned like an idiot.
[http://pics.livejournal.com/cha/pic/002s1a24]
Jared tugged the blanket tighter around his shoulders. He glanced at his watch
for about the tenth time, Jensen should have arrived and Jared was freezing.
Sitting outside in his boxers and t-shirt with his quilt had seemed like a good
idea at minute one of Jensen's trip; not so much at minute thirteen. Squinting,
Jared peered down the dark driveway. He hadn't wanted to turn the light on in
case his neighbors saw him or someone walked by. The last thing he needed was
someone thinking he was trying to break into his own house or something.
Something made a shuffling sound and Jared tilted his head to listen. "Jensen?"
He whispered and peered down the driveway.
"Jared?" Jensen called back, slowing in his jog. "Dude, what are you doing? I
told you to wait inside! It's freezing out here!" As it was he'd nearly run the
whole way there, taking all the back alley's he'd learned over the last few
months. He didn't want to risk starting up his car especially since the
driveway was under his parent’s window. "Aren't you freezing?" He asked,
probably unnecessarily and stepped up to Jared, panting softly.
"Yeah, but I didn't want you to get lost or something, or think I wasn't here.
Which is stupid." Jared's teeth were starting to chatter a little. "Come
inside, I'm mostly naked," he added hopefully as he yanked the door open.
"You're mostly naked, outside with a blanket in the middle of the night, in
December?" Jensen repeated slowly, trailing Jared inside, securing the lock
behind him. "God Jared, you're some wicked kind of crazy you know that?" Jensen
chuckled softly, reaching out to slide his hand up Jared's back.
Jared jumped. "Holy shit! You're hands are cold. Come on, let's get under the
covers and I'll warm you up." He darted down the stairs knowing that Jensen
would follow.
Chuckling softly Jensen raced down after his boyfriend. He felt the sharp prick
of excitement at this whole thing, sneaking out of his parent's house, running
to Jared’s; it was like some clandestine gay affair or something. "So, you
gonna help me take a study break?" He murmured, shrugging out of his coat as
they headed into Jared's bedroom.
"Yeah, you're officially on a break now until tomorrow morning. Stay here, will
you?" Jared shed his boxers and t-shirt and crawled back onto his bed to spread
out the quilt. Sometimes, it was really great having parents who were hardly
ever around. Sometimes, it kind of sucked. The problem with dating Jensen was
that now Jared knew what it was like to be with him, he felt ten times as
lonely when his boyfriend was gone.
"Already taken care of. I snuck down stairs before I left and left a note for
my parents so they'd think I went in early for a study session and Chris picked
me up." Jensen grinned, kicking his shoes off to the side and pulling his shirt
off over his head. "So, as long as you don't mind me borrowing a shirt," he
smirked, knowing full well his boyfriend didn't mind that in the slightest. "We
should be all good." His fingers slid down to his waistline, popping the button
on his jeans, eyes lingering on his boyfriend. "God I like seeing you like
that."
"Half frozen and adorable? The shivering blue-lipped thing really works for you
huh?" Jared smiled and held the quilt up. "Get in and warm me up. Boyfriend
duties." Jared was already starting to feel better now that Jensen was there.
"I thought you were going to be warming me up," Jensen pointed out, shimmying
out of his clothing and rushing across the room. He leaped onto the bed,
sliding swiftly under the covers and flopping down on Jared. Maybe he was still
too cold from his brisk journey but really, Jared wasn't as cold as he'd
expected. Or maybe that was just because lying on top of his boyfriend was kind
of the best thing ever. Generally anything involving Jared classified as the
best thing ever. "Question," he grumbled into Jared's neck, arms and legs
hooking around him.
Jared wrapped long arms around his boyfriend and held him as close as he could.
"Hmm?" This was the best part of having a boyfriend; holding Jensen as close as
possible. Nothing was better than having his boyfriend's body pressed up
against him, feeling the way that Jensen held tight to him; it just made Jared
feel needed and wanted.
"What do you want for Christmas?" Jensen felt kind of silly that he had to ask,
like he should have just known or produced some epic Christmas present thus
cementing the notion of him being the best boyfriend in the universe. Only it
totally wasn't that easy and Jensen didn't want to look like an idiot. So it
was worth the embarrassment now - even if his face was now plastered into
Jared's neck - to spare the embarrassment later over a dumb gift.
"Just you, you're the best Christmas present ever." Jared turned his face
toward Jensen and kissed his ear gently. There really wasn't much that he
wanted or needed - and the really lame part about it was that Jared wasn't
really joking. Jensen was, by far, the best thing in his life; sometimes, it
was hard to see beyond that. "Do you want something special?" He slipped his
fingers up to Jensen's hair and scratched his nails over his scalp the way he
knew his boyfriend liked.
"Oh come on Jared, you have to want something," Jensen pushed up slightly,
peering down into his boyfriend's eyes. "It's our first Christmas together! I
need to get something for you and I want it to be something you really like or,
you know, have at least a minor interest in." Jensen smiled, unable to resist
dipping in to brush his lips over Jared's. "A box of candy? A new shirt? A
heart necklace that breaks in two and one piece says butt and the other says
buddies?"
"That sounds suspiciously like something Chris would suggest. Seriously? I
really don't need something to tell me how much you love me. I can tell." Jared
got that grin on his face. It was the one that Sandy called his I gotta
boyfriend grin. Burying his face in Jensen's neck he sucked on the skin gently,
tongue making small circles over the still cool skin.
With a soft moan Jensen shifted down into his boyfriend's body, eyes opening
and closing slowly as lust rose up in him. Never took long with Jared. "Was
Chris' idea." Jensen mumbled and slid his hand down Jared's side. "I want to
get you something," he insisted. Seemed like something he'd have to give up on
though, finding out what he wanted exactly, Jensen would just have to be his
usually awesome self and figure out the perfect gift on his own. "Jared," he
breathed, hips rolling as Jared's lips pulled along his skin.
Jared lapped gently at the slightly salty skin of his boyfriend's neck. "God, I
miss you so much when you're not here. Is that lame? That's lame, isn't it?" He
murmured softly and nestled closer, Jensen's weight was comforting and his skin
was already warm.
"Not lame at all. I miss you, always," Jensen breathed, hand stroking up
through Jared's hair. "Dream about you, imagine your taste. Seriously, you
totally make it difficult to do anything school related. Always sending me
those dirty tweets." Jensen smirked, almost laughing but trailing off when
Jared sucked a hard bruise against his skin.
Jared shuddered in the best possible way. He loved the way Jensen was moving
ever-so-slightly against him and the fact that he could feel his boyfriend's
hard flesh pressed against his hip. "Hey, after finals what you doing for
Christmas?" Jared's voice was thick and quiet and he couldn't help rolling his
hips up against Jensen's.
"Spending as much time with you as possible," Jensen breathed, teeth scraping
along his lower lip. "'Til you're sick of me. Only real plans are extended
family thing on Christmas Eve and presents Christmas day. You guys aren't going
somewhere right?" Jensen gasped as their cocks momentarily met and brushed,
sliding apart, pulse already quickening in his system.
"No, well, yeah," Jared sighed and rolled them onto their sides, it was pretty
freaking difficult to actually make sense and answering questions when all he
wanted to do was pin him to the bed and..." Jesus, what the hell was the
question?"
"You were telling me whether or not you were going anywhere for Christmas?"
Jensen offered, slight smirk on his face. He rolled back slightly, give Jared
room to breathe. "So, answer first and then..." Jensen reached out, finger
trailing down Jared's chest. "Then you can have your wicked way with me."
Frowning slightly, Jared pulled Jensen back up against him again. "Well,
Christmas Eve I'm by myself. Mom and Dad are both on call. Christmas morning we
have a big breakfast together then they leave for a vacation." Jared was of two
minds about the whole thing. He was a bit pissed off that his parents hadn't
even considered taking him along, but kind of relieved because even though he
had to spend Christmas Day alone - at least he wouldn't be away from Jensen for
three weeks.
"What? They're leaving on Christmas Day?" Jensen frowned, shaking his head
slowly. Something sparked in his mind but he shelved it for know, promising to
give it more consideration later. "Well, I promise we'll see each other loads,"
Jensen murmured and rolled on top of Jared once more, straddling his waist.
"You know what I want?" His fingers slid down Jared's chest, pinching at his
nipples, body dropping to slide their lips together.
Jared growled softly and slid a hand under his boyfriend's ass. "To give me an
epically, amazingly, awesome blowjob?" Arching his body up slightly Jared
spread the fingers on his other hand wide over Jensen's abs. The way the
muscles moved, the way Jensen's spine bowed just slightly - God - he couldn't
imagine not feeling this. Sliding his hand further up to Jensen's chest, Jared
watched the flush coloring his boyfriend's chest.
"Mm I was going to say I want you to fuck me but come to think of it, yeah, an
epically, amazingly, awesome blow job sounds really good." Jensen murmured,
eyes fluttering with the pleasure of Jared's hands on him. He could spend
forever being touched by his boyfriend, it was always amazing. His lips
descended down along Jared's body, sliding open mouthed along the skin, sucking
random bruises into random patches until Jared was marked all over. The hot
burn of Jared's dick slid across his chest and Jensen moaned, squirming lower,
purposefully pressing down into the arousal.
Twisting a little, chasing Jensen's mouth with his body, Jared moaned and
arched up off the bed. "Hey, Jensen. Do you ever. You know. Think about being
the one who tops?" Jared knew that he loved being the one in control, thrusting
down into his boyfriend, feeling the heat and tightness. "Jesus, my mind has
gone all over the place just thinking about you." Smiling slightly Jared
scraped his nails down Jensen's chest.
Pushing up slightly, Jensen's eyes trailed along Jared's body, settling on his
gaze. "I've uh, I've thought about it. Before. Once or twice, or um, something
like that. Do you, do that? Think about it I mean." His fingers pressed along
Jared's side, across his hipbone, over to his cock. He brushed along the heated
flesh, watching it twitch in response to his gentle touch. Jensen ran his thumb
along the slit, gathering up the first bead of pre-come, bringing it to his
lips to suck slowly.
Sucking in a breath Jared let out a groan. "I. Yeah. Sometimes I think you
should get to try. Doesn't matter. Fuck, Jensen-" Slamming his hand down on the
top of Jensen's shoulder Jared pushed him to the side and rolled over onto him.
"Screw it," he growled. Crushing his mouth against his boyfriend's Jared moaned
and slid his tongue forward quickly. Jensen tasted sweet, his tongue moving
quickly to meet Jared's.
Whatever Jensen was going to say fluttered away in the wake of Jared's weight
pressing down on him. And yeah he wanted to try some time, maybe, one day, but
right now his legs were spreading wider and he wrapped them around Jared's
body. He moaned into Jared's mouth, arching his body up into his boyfriend's,
rolling up for more friction. His hands slapped out around Jared's back, nails
digging into the flesh. "Jared," he gasped into his boyfriend's mouth, hands
tangling up into his hair. "How, how can I resist you, like this?" He panted
softly, nails scraping against Jared's skull.
Humming softly Jared mouthed his way down Jensen's neck then bit hard on the
very top of his shoulder. "Glad you can't," he whispered. Jensen shuddered
beneath him and Jared smiled then nipped his way down to Jensen's nipple.
Sucking hard on the small nub of flesh Jared rocked his hips forward. Nothing
better. Sliding a hand up under the pillow he pulled out the small bottle of
lube. "Want you," he murmured against Jensen's chest as he licked his way
across to his boyfriend's other nipple. His lashes fluttered closed and he
moaned roughly.
"God, yeah Jared, want you, need you," Jensen curved up into Jared's mouth,
sliding against the heat and pleasure of the moment. Being with Jared had
taught him that his body could move and bend in ways that he never would have
imagined before. That and his desire for his boyfriend was insatiable. The heat
of Jared's lips on his skin, the way it made his system crackle and spark,
shook Jensen to his core. His hands stroked through Jared's hair, down his back
and Jensen moaned loudly. "All I want. Just you, love you."
When Jensen spoke like that, when his voice was deep and raspy with lust.
That's when Jared found it so hard to stick with his plans. He might want slow
and tender, might want to kiss Jensen everywhere on his body and then that
voice, and the lift of his hips, the slide of their cocks and Jared was done-
for. Letting himself slide off his boyfriend's body Jared flipped the cap off
the lube and slicked his fingers. His lips moved to Jensen's ear, tongue
darting out quickly to trace the swirls of flesh. "I'm gonna fuck you," he
murmured. He'd never said it that way - and just saying it made sparks of
desire skitter across his flesh.
"Oh Jesus," Jensen gasped, completely unprepared for the sharp zing of pleasure
down his spine. And, let's face it; there just weren't enough adjectives out
there to describe how hot his boyfriend was. Jensen groaned, forcing his brain
to stop thinking in terms of English despite him cramming for it earlier. Then
Jared's hand was between his legs and he didn't have to force himself to stop
thinking. It was just pleasure, intense and burning and Jensen didn't hold the
noises back, moaning his boyfriend's name when his finger slid forward. "Fuck
Jared, just... fuck I want you so badly it's insane."
Teasing, Jared slid his finger under his boyfriend's balls. His free hand
slipped under Jensen's neck and he turned his head so their lips could meet
again. As soon as Jensen's tongue touched his lips Jared pushed two fingers
firmly against his puckered entrance. Panting, he pushed forward to deepen the
kiss as his fingers slide into the tight heat of his boyfriend's ass.
They did this enough there was no longer a burn at being stretched and Jensen
simply moaned at being so full, wanting more instantly. His hands curved along
Jared's back, feeling the pull of muscles as Jared's fingers worked inside him.
Soft pants into Jared's mouth, tongue snaking forward and Jensen writhed almost
constantly across the blanket. "You," he gasped into the kiss, a quiet plea for
his boyfriend to just take him.
Pulling his fingers free Jared growled again, God, it was scary how much he
wanted to be inside Jensen sometimes. Scary - like he should be worried -
scary. And he didn't give a shit because this right here - his boyfriend
writhing and twisting in pleasure, the way his face was turned slightly toward
Jared, this was better than anything else in the world.
Wiping the rest of the lube on his aching flesh Jared kneeled between Jensen's
thighs and ran his hands down his muscular legs. Biting hard on his bottom lip
he slid his hand behind Jensen's knees and pulled him roughly up onto his
thighs. He tilted his head, watching the way Jensen's eyes widened only briefly
then settled back into the heavy-lidded look of want that Jared loved so much.
Curling his fingers around his cock he pushed down, sliding the slick heat of
it against Jensen's balls before pressing teasingly at his ass. "Shit," he
hissed and squeezed his eyes shut to fight off the waves of pleasure that
threatened to make him come too soon.
Like this, Jensen had no way to push himself down onto Jared and the torture
was right up there with the sheer level of pleasure. He gasped, clenching
around the head of Jared's cock, pulling him in just barely and clutching at
the blankets. It was mind blowing, the slow filling, just the edge of a burn.
"Jared," Jensen dragged out his boyfriend's name, forcing his eyes open to
stare wide eyed at him, slightly blurry with lust. "Oh fuck, need- god," he
moaned loudly and curled his fingers tight into the blanket.
Holding Jensen's thigh with a tight grip, Jared could feel the way Jensen's
body was twisting. God he could watch him like that all night - if it weren't
for the fact that the heat of Jensen's body was about the most addictive thing.
Letting his head fall back for a moment, Jared moaned out a breath and squeezed
his eyes shut. Heat was flooding through him, making it hard for him to even
breathe. Canting his hips slowly he could feel his rigid flesh slide so slowly,
forward, heat and slick engulfing him. "Fuck," he moaned out his hand trembling
on Jensen's thigh. "Feels so good..."
Just the slightest huffed laugh of agreement left Jensen's lips, transforming
into another moan as Jared slid slowly into him. This was like the best, most
dizzying torture he'd ever felt and he released the blankets, curling his
fingers around his thighs and digging into the flesh.
"Jared, more, please, god," he panted the words, finally giving in to the need
to clench his eyes shut to ride out the waves of pleasure hitting him hard.
Something about this angle was driving Jared down into him in a way he hadn't
thought possible, his body tingled and sparked and Jensen felt like the room
was giving out under him until he and Jared were just left floating in some
perfect little sex bubble.
The sound of their moans, their panting hung in the air between them and Jared
stared down at Jensen with a slight smile on his mouth. He'd been fighting the
need to thrust forward into his boyfriend, claim him but there was only so much
he could take.
Each time Jensen asked for more, Jared's heart beat a little faster. Arching
his back, he sucked in a breath and snapped his hips forward. Just like that he
was sunk deep into the heat and perfect-fucking-clench of his boyfriend's body.
"Jensen-" his breath hitched, muscles in his chest clenching as pleasure
tightened its hold on him.
Jensen sucked in a sharp breath, holding it as Jared's cock filled him and he
drank in the oh-so-wonderful feeling of it all. His lips parted as if to moan
but no sound came out, just another breathy inhale as his rocked back as much
as he could against his boyfriend. Jensen could stay here forever, savoring it
all. Then Jared moved, just slightly, and this angle had him brushing against
his prostate. Jensen almost jack knifed off the bed, spun out of control by the
touch and he groaned, low and guttural, fingers curving into his thighs and
holding tight. "Fuck me," he managed to gasp, voice strangled and low.
"Jesus," Jared hissed and slammed forward. Again and again he rocked into
Jensen's ass, feeling his control slip. It was so impossible to not thrust hard
and fast. Before he could even suck in another breath Jared could feel heat
crawling up his spine and digging hard into him - he just lost it so fast where
Jensen was concerned.
Gazing down at his boyfriend, the man he loved, Jared's heart swelled with
emotion and he moaned softly slowing his thrusts for a few moments. "You're so
gorgeous like this," he murmured. Curling his fingers around Jensen's cock he
let his hand glide up and down slowly, matching the rocking of his own hips as
he built speed again.
"Gorgeous," Jensen gasped and rocked back to meet each thrust. "Always. Always
gorgeous." A brief smirk filtered across Jensen's lips, fluttering away in the
wake over another thrust down into his body. Jared's hand on him was so much,
almost too much in this case and Jensen felt his orgasm rising up, threatening
to overtake in the intensity of the moment. His lips opened and closed several
times and Jared drove down hard, slamming into his prostate. Just like that
Jensen hit, sparks nearly exploding across his eyes as he felt the sticky heat
of his release splash across his chest and his muscles tightened around his
boyfriend.
Heaving air into his lungs, Jared watched as Jensen writhed and twitched
through his orgasm. His boyfriend's body was alive with motion, flushed,
glistening with sweat. Thrusting hard, Jared held there for a few moments and
felt that tingling beginning of his release that was the point of no return.
Moaning, hand moving up to slide through the come splattered on his boyfriend's
belly Jared withdrew and thrust forward again, coming even as he felt Jensen's
muscles tighten around him. Curling forward as his muscles clenched Jared held
his breath. His cock pulsed, throbbing and slowly draining away the ache.
Letting Jensen's slide down his thighs, Jared fell forward onto his boyfriend.
He gasped, the way his cock still twitched was insanely hot - and Jared tried
to breathe in between the kisses his pressed against Jensen's mouth.
"You're so fucking hot," Jensen murmured, small laugh falling from his lips. He
always had this happen to him, the giddy rush of excitement and love. Jared
just sparked something in him that was impossible to ignore and Jensen thrived
off it. "God I just want to spend forever with you." He loved how that never
changed, loved Jared, loved every little moment that could never be enough.
Hissing as he shipped his hips and slid free of his boyfriend's body, Jared
kissed the corner of Jensen's mouth. "That's the idea right?" It was an almost
question in an almost whisper.
"Oh yeah, most definitely the idea." Jensen agreed with a small hum, curling
into Jared's body. "We gotta sleep dude, it's almost midnight. We have to be to
school by eight. Life is a cruel bitch."
"Such a slave-driver," Jared mumbled.
[http://pics.livejournal.com/cha/pic/002s230b]
Yes, the facts stood that Jensen was pretty much the most awesome of all
boyfriends in the history of this world and any other worlds. So if there were
aliens out there, Jensen still ranked above them as best boyfriend. And to
ensure this held true, he stood on Jared's front step and rang the doorbell. A
sharp horn cracked the night and Jensen turned, waving his hand at Chris. He
didn't want to know what had made the horn go off, if Chris was doing it just
because he was an ass like that or if Sandy was some reason behind it. It was
better not knowing.
Jensen ran his hand down the crisp button down, smoothing the silky material
down because he wanted to look nice. He knew it was going to take Jared a few
minutes to get upstairs. Not many people rang the front door bell - Jensen
wouldn't even bother if he didn't want to surprise Jared. Plus it was Christmas
so he was probably confused. He could hear the lock click moments before the
front porch flooded with light from the overhead and Jensen grinned, pulling up
the bouquet of tiger lilies and rocking forward on his toes.
Jared's day hadn't been all that great. Breakfast with his folks was good; they
actually seemed quite relaxed which was amazing considering they were heading
out the door for their vacation that afternoon. Pancakes aside, the rest of
Jared's day wasn't really anything out of the ordinary, except that Jensen,
Sandy and Chris were all busy doing family stuff so Jared was alone. By five
that evening Jared had slipped into his pajama pants and busted out a bag of
Cheetos. Nice Christmas dinner.
The sound of the doorbell was about the last thing Jared wanted to hear. After
all, it would have to be a completely insane salesperson or a religious freak
who went door to door on Christmas Day. Stuffing the bag of Cheetos under his
arm Jared fiddled with the lock on the front door and finally managed to yank
it open.
Still chewing a mouthful of chips, Jared froze. Jensen was standing there
looking - pretty freaking hot - with a bouquet of flowers. Swallowing, Jared
took in the silk shirt and dress slacks and pulled the door wider. "Did I just
choke on a Cheeto and die and this is actually heaven?"
"If you were in heaven, we'd be having mad crazy wild sex. And you probably
wouldn't have Cheeto's. Well, maybe you would." Jensen grinned and looked his
boyfriend from head to toe. "Man, okay, come on, we've got places to be and
people to see, kind of, so let's get you dressed." Jensen shuffled forward,
pushing Jared back into the house, waving behind him at the second honk of the
horn. "Go on sexy; we're on a time limit."
"A time limit? Who's honking? What am I getting dressed in?" Jared frowned as
he walked backwards across the living room trying to see who was outside. Now
that Jensen was a little closer, Jared could smell his cologne and the scent of
the flowers and he had to reach out and touch the shirt. "Oh. I like that," he
murmured.
Grinning at his boyfriend, Jensen led the way downstairs to Jared's room. "I
knew you would. Sandy and Chris are waiting; we've got reservations at The
Melting Pot at seven. And your clothes are..." Jensen tugged the closet open,
pushing everything to the side and pulling out the outfit he'd picked out with
Sandy the week before. He grinned in triumph and held the clothes up. "Right
here. Merry Christmas." The smile was probably a bit to pride filled but
clearly Jared was shocked which meant he'd been successful in his attempt for
surprise.
Jared stood there blinking for a few moments trying to absorb what was going
on. Finally he turned to look at the clothes, a really cool looking pale blue
button down shirt and black linen slacks. "You did?" He glanced around the room
like he was expecting to find some sort of clue as to how they managed to slip
all this past him. "How did you get clothes?" Brow furrowed Jared dropped the
bag of Cheetos on the floor and stepped closer to pull Jensen into a tight hug.
"You're, like, the best boyfriend - I mean so much better than anything else
that there's kind of no way to describe it."
Beaming, Jensen nodded and laid the clothes across Jared's bed. "When we went
to the movies last week? I let Sandy borrow the key and come in to hide them. I
knew you wouldn't look in the back of your closet. Now, get dressed, I'm going
to put these in water." Jensen held the flowers up and stepped closed, tugging
Jared in to press their lips together. "Mm, cheesy." He grinned, shaking his
head as he stepped back.
Laughing happily, Jared tugged his shirt off and wiped the Cheeto crumbs off
his face then tossed it in the hamper. While Jensen was getting a vase
upstairs, Jared darted into the bathroom and washed his face and tried to comb
his hair back off his face a little bit. It was kind of impossible but at least
he'd tried. On the way out of the bathroom Jared couldn't wipe the grin off his
face. He'd gone from feeling quite miserable about the evening to thinking that
he was probably going to have one of those nights he'd remember forever.
By the time Jensen made it back downstairs with the vase Jared was dressed.
Running his hands over the cool cotton of the new shirt he smiled. "What do you
think?"
Jensen swallowed thickly and eyed Jared from head to toe. "Damn. I'm suddenly a
little tempted to forget the reservations and just..." He wet his lips and
shook his head, setting the vase on the desk. "Chris knows he's supposed to
come and get us after ten minutes if we do show up so I'm keeping my hands to
myself. But, later." Jensen grinned and stepped close, hands curling around
Jared's hips. "Because I'm staying the night, by the way."
Jared's smile softened and he inclined his head a little, gazing down into
Jensen's eyes. "You are? 'Cause that's just about the best Christmas present
ever." Kissing his boyfriend gently on the cheek Jared stepped back slightly.
"Okay, before I get even mushier, shall we?" Gesturing toward the stairs Jared
raised his eyebrows.
"Most definitely," Jensen nodded and linked his fingers through Jared's,
dragging him to the stairs. "Where the flowers okay? I know it's totally sappy
but I just, wanted to give them too you." He grinned over at Jared as they
moved up the steps, Jensen's thumb sliding along Jared's hand.
"I love them, they're my favorite color. Orange. I love orange. I wouldn't wear
it or anything so really it's perfect in flowers." Jared grinned and sneaked in
a quick kiss as they headed out the door.
They walked hand in hand down the driveway and Jared saw Sandy's head bobbing
excitedly in the window of the car. The window rolled down and she whistled at
them, then broke into laughter at something Chris said. "That better have been
a good thing your man just said," Jared muttered.
A flash went off and when Jared finally managed to blink the white spots away
he thought he could mostly make out Sandy's face. "You're so cute together,"
she squealed. Turning to Chris she smacked him on the arm "aren't they
adorable?"
"I wouldn't call it that," Chris grumbled and shook his head but Jensen could
see the smile on his face.
"He's not my man," Jensen mumbled, a bit belated and pulled open the back door,
gesturing for Jared. "Chris is our driver for the evening, you and I can make
out in the backseat on the drive home but not before because I don't want to go
into such a fancy restaurant all messed up. Plus my dad said his friend pulled
real strings to get us in so yeah, got to respect that." Jensen grinned,
leaning against the door.
"Is there steak?" Jared grinned at Jensen as he slid into the back seat. He
left his arm along the back of the seat so Jensen had no choice but to settle
against him when he climbed in the car.
"It's a fondue place," Jensen explained and draped his arm across Jared's lap.
"So yes, steak. And you get it only slightly cooked then you dip it in the hot
sauce thing and it cooks it the rest of the way. It's going to be amazing."
"I'm just glad it's finally happening, if I had to listen to Jensen go on about
it for another day I think my mind would literally melt," Chris pointed out as
the car started off down the road.
"He's awesome." Jared threaded his fingers through Jensen's and kissed his
temple. "Sandy, as usual you look gorgeous."
"Aww, thanks Jare." Sandy flipped her hair back over her shoulder. "Chris
helped me pick it out. Jensen? I don't know why you said Chris didn't like
shopping he was quite happy to watch me try on dresses." She grinned and turned
toward the back seat to wink.
"That doesn't really surprise me," Jensen pointed out and hooked a leg up over
Jared's, unable to resist being as close as possible.
Chris laughed and shook his head, reaching out for Sandy's hand. "You look
gorgeous in anything darlin', no lie."
"Aww, aren't they adorable," Jensen grinned, head settling onto Jared's
shoulder. His lips brushed up to Jared's ear, pressing a soft kiss just below.
"Did I mention how sexy you happen to look in these clothes? Though admittedly
better without them."
"Obviously, someone pretty awesome picked them out." Jared slid his hand down
Jensen's thigh. It was pretty awesome being dressed up, felt the same as
Jensen, felt different enough to feel extra-hot. That was something Jared
wasn't gonna try and explain to Jensen though. Grinning he let his head fall
back against the seat. "God, you guys I was so miserable at home, and totally
wasn't going to say anything."
"We had a hunch," Chris pointed out, glancing over his shoulder. "Jen made us
promise not to say anything. Didn't think Sandy would manage keeping it
secret."
"It was a close call. She almost spilled everything a few days ago," Jensen
laughed softly, still speaking against Jared's neck.
"I resent that. I'm better than all of you at keeping a secret," Sandy pouted
at the same time as she tried to fight off a guilty smile.
Jared laughed. "You are so not good at keeping secrets, but that makes you all
the more impressive." Jared slid his fingers up into the soft curls at the nape
of Jensen's neck.
"See! Jared loves me." Sandy looked smug and started fiddling with Chris's iPod
trying to change the song.
"And no one would be foolish to suggest otherwise," Chris shook his head,
giving his girlfriend a grin.
"It's going to be an interesting evening," Jensen mumbled, closing his eyes and
relaxing against his boyfriend.
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"This is the best meal I've ever had," Chris groaned, rubbing along his stomach
even as he reached out to stab his fork into a piece of cake and dip it into
the chocolate sauce.
Jensen couldn't help laughing. They'd already been through the cheese sauce and
beef broth, eating a surprising amount of food considering how little the
pieces were broken into. "Chris, I'm going to remember this the next time you
say something from Burger King was the best thing you ever ate." Jensen shook
his head, spearing one of the marshmallows and dipping it in the chocolate. He
plopped half into his mouth, grinning over at Jared around the food.
Spearing a piece of strawberry Jared swirled it in the melted chocolate and
waited until Jensen swallowed before holding it up to his boyfriend's lips.
"Strawberry and marshmallow?" Licking his lips Jared felt the swirl of desire
mixing with the sugar rush flooding his body.
"Oh. I gotta watch this." Sandy leaned her elbow on the table and propped her
chin on her hand. "Oh boys," she sighed happily.
A small chuckle fell from Jensen's lips as he swallowed the first initial bite
of strawberry. He glanced toward Sandy, half smirk curving his mouth up as she
continued to watch them with that slightly glazed look she tended to get around
them. Because it was Christmas, and he was ridiculously happy here with his
favorite people, and Jared and he were sitting pressed thigh to thigh, Jensen
couldn't resist kissing him. The moment Jared's hand lowered from his lips he
leaned forward, capturing his boyfriend's mouth and sharing the last remaining
tastes of fruit and chocolate.
"I think I'm the only straight person here," Chris mumbled, shaking his head
slowly.
Jared moaned quietly. The taste of chocolate and strawberry and the amazing hum
of happiness from spending the night with his best friends was all catching up
with him. Sucking on his boyfriend's bottom lip Jared lapped up the last of the
chocolate sauce.
Sandy squeaked and held up her finger to silence Chris until the kiss was
finished. "Okay, now. I'm straight. If you're Good, Chrissy I'll give you a
demonstration after dinner."
"As long as you promise not to call me Chrissy again, I'm good and will be."
Chris nodded; face scrunching up at the name.
Jensen grinned as he settled against Jared's side, laying his head on his
boyfriend's shoulder. "Pretty much the best Christmas ever. Well, almost. I
think the perfect thing to top it would probably scar Chris for life. On that
note, we should get the bill." Jensen laughed when Chris groaned.
Jensen paid for their dinner with his father's credit card, knowing he'd have
to pay him back eventually but it was worth it. Just to see the happy glow on
Jared's face as they headed out of the restaurant made Jensen's heart feel warm
and happy. They settled back into Chris' car, Jensen sliding up against Jared's
side as they headed out of the parking lot.
While Chris and Sandy bickered - quite fondly really - over what music to
listen to, Jensen cup Jared's jaw and brought him in for another long kiss. It
was even worth it to put up with Chris' teasing because clearly Jensen had a
thing for Jared and the back seat. But he already knew that.
Once they were back at Jared's place Jensen grabbed his bag from the trunk as
his boyfriend hugged Sandy through the open passenger window. There was a
definite bounce to Jared's steps as they headed toward the house and Jensen
couldn't help crowding into his space while he unlocked the side door to the
basement. "Too bad we couldn't bring some of that chocolate sauce home with us,
there are so many things I could do to you with it," he murmured against
Jared's neck, pressing soft kisses along the skin.
There were plenty of reasons for Jared to be happy. It was a great night,
awesome company, he got to spend time with his boyfriend after thinking that
he'd be alone -but this was the best part. Jensen was staying over and Jared
was so happy he'd probably explode if his body could actually figure out how to
work properly. He was food dopey and on a Jensen and sugar high. A rather
bizarre combination all in all.
Finally managing to get the door open Jared stumbled inside, pulling Jensen
with him and shoving his boyfriend back against the door as it closed. Pressing
his body against Jensen's, Jared moaned softly and brushed their lips together.
"I have something for you," he murmured and rolled his hips slightly.
"You mean besides this?" Jensen smirked as his hand shoved down between them
and pressed hard into the bulge in Jared's pants. It was probably a pretty
crass statement but it was amusing enough to make him chuckle deep and throaty,
arousal and heat already sparking up in him. Something about Jared pushing him
up against the door like that, yeah it was good.
"Mmm." Jared thrust forward slightly into his boyfriend's hand. "Yeah. No. I
mean-" he laughed softly, "I have a gift for you." Stepping back he flipped the
lock and threaded his fingers through Jensen's. Tugging gently he headed
downstairs to his bedroom. He hopped off the last step and turned around to
kiss Jensen quickly, "Come on." Nerves fluttered a little in his stomach.
"Oh? A Christmas gift?" Jensen grinned and followed Jared into his room,
squeezing his hand softly. He kicked his shoes off along the wall and dropped
his bag there, shrugging out of his coat a moment later. "I'm excited. I can
have it now right?"
"I dunno." Jared slipped out of his shoes and hung his jacket on the back of
the door. "What's it worth to ya?" Grinning Jared headed over to his bed and
sank down on to the edge. Jensen's eyes were sparkling again and Jared wanted
to tease him a little because he loved it when Jensen was excited about things.
He was like a little kid on Christmas morning - which was oddly appropriate.
"Hmm, awesome blow job? Your willing sex slave for the rest of eternity? Naked
pictures?" Jensen grinned and pulled at his shirt until it was untucked,
crossing the room and flopping onto the bed and sliding back along the
mattress.
Reaching down Jared pulled a wrapped present out from under his bed. "It's
kinda not as awesome as what you did, but I hope you like it." Lying down
beside his boyfriend he slid the present toward Jensen.
"It's from you, of course it's going to be awesome," Jensen smiled softly and
leaned over to press a kiss to Jared's lips before sitting back up and tearing
at the wrapping. He felt the familiar grooves of a picture frame and turned it
over, eyes widening down at the glass. "Jared," he exhaled slowly, fingers just
barely ghosting over the images. It was from their trip to the mall months ago
when Jensen had dragged his boyfriend into the photo booth. Only the images
were larger and spread out and in the corner of the matte Jensen could see the
shape of a heart. His own heart quickened at the date inscribed there and his
eyes lifted toward his boyfriend. "Our anniversary?" He asked softly, wide grin
spreading across his lips. "I love it. Seriously, it's amazing."
Jared shrugged a shoulder and smiled shyly. "Yeah, I - well - it seems like a
date we should remember for the rest of our lives. You know?" It was the day
that Jared's life changed completely. If Jensen hadn't been late for class that
day - they might never have gotten together and that was something that Jared
didn't even want to imagine. Curling his fingers over Jensen's wrist he
squeezed gently. "I love you."
"I love you too," Jensen murmured, rolling over to carefully set the frame on
the ground before flopping back over Jared. "This is a great Christmas. Like,
the best." Jensen sighed happily and spread kisses along Jared's lips, over his
jaw and down his neck.
Leaning into the kisses, Jared shifted closer and slid his arm over Jensen's
waist. "This was perfect. Jensen, I don't wanna wreck everything by getting all
serious but. My folks - I mean - I love them and it's okay that they go away a
lot but now when I'm alone it's harder. 'Cause I know I'm not with you, crazy
huh?" His lips brushed Jensen's cheek and he rubbed the tips of their noses
together. "So - this was. The fact that you did this. It's just so many kinds
of awesome I don't even know..."
"Hey," Jensen pressed his palm flat over Jared's heart. "There was no way I was
going to let you spend this night alone. That's my duty now, you know, to fill
the voids and stuff. I can totally do that." He grinned down at his boyfriend,
lips brushing together once more. "I'm always going to be here for you now."
One of the problems with loving Jensen was that Jared couldn't imagine ever
being with anyone else. They'd had people tell them that things would change,
they'd get older and try other things - but Jared just didn't believe it. He
knew that Jensen would be his always, not matter what anyone said. He could
feel it inside. Sliding his arms around Jensen, Jared rolled over onto his
boyfriend. "So - I have this Christmas tradition..." Teasing Jensen's neck with
the tip of his tongue he grinned.
"Do you now?" Jensen murmured, hands sliding up through Jared's hair, down
across his back, pulling at the soft silky feel of his shirt. "And what might
that be?"
"Yeah, I get to kiss all of my boyfriend. Every. Single, Inch." Jared kissed
Jensen's cheek and down to his lips then back along his jaw. "Might get
distracted along the way though," he mumbled as he nosed into the collar of
Jensen's shirt.
"Mm well, if it's tradition," Jensen breathed, head falling back to press into
the pillow. "I'll try to keep my begging to a minimum, honest, and you just...
kiss away." Jensen's heels slid along the blanket, getting himself even more
comfortable. "Love you," he whispered, feeling the swell of that, pulsing and
warm through his system. Jared made him feel like the most amazing thing in the
universe and he always would. Jensen couldn't help smiling.
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