This one is for @timehasa-way!! Thanks for the ask, hope I did it justice!!
773 words of nervous Jensen and contagiously excited Jared below the cut!
Jensen rubbed his sweaty palms on his designer jeans, grabbed the handle, and opened the door to the restaurant. He walked confidently up to the podium, gave the host his name, and patiently waited while she looked up his reservation. She smiled brightly, told him his date was already there, then grabbed a menu and led him to their table.
It was in the back corner of the room, but Jensen couldn’t miss the broad shoulders and mess of hair waiting for him there. He’d met Jared at a concert the weekend before. It was rare he met someone bigger than he was, then there was Jared, all 6’5” of him. In the late spring Texas heat, he was so out of place in his long-sleeved shirt and beanie. Jensen hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of him.
Unbeknownst to him, Jared had also noticed him, and during a break in the music had come over to strike up a conversation. They’d hit it off instantly and Jensen had gathered the courage to ask him out. So there they were, out to dinner for a first date.
Jared was facing away from him as he approached the table, so Jensen placed a hand on his shoulder, feeling the solid muscle there, alerting him to his arrival. Jared turned to look up at him, then immediately stood and hugged him a little awkwardly since the gesture took Jensen by surprise and he stiffened. Jared held on for an extra moment after Jensen relaxed into the touch. He was a good hugger, and he smelled divine.
“Hey,” Jared said as he pulled back and gestured for Jensen to sit across from him.
“Hey,” Jensen responded, feeling a little lame about it. He wasn’t usually so nervous, but there was something about Jared.
They both sat, and then the host handed Jensen the menu, flipped his water cup over, and left. Jared smiled at Jensen, it made him more nervous while calming him, simultaneously. He seemed genuinely happy to be there with him.
“I’m glad we could make this happen,” Jensen said, smiling back, then looking down at his menu.
“Me, too,” Jared agreed. “Have you been here before?”
“A few times, for work. You?”
“Only once, but it was good.”
Jensen nodded, then went back to his menu. He already knew what he wanted to order, but something about having Jared’s undivided attention was wracking his nerves. He wasn’t just nervous, he was excited, expectant even. He had the feeling that this was just the beginning of something amazing.
The server came and took their order and their menus, and with nothing to distract them anymore, Jensen was the sole focus of Jared’s mesmerizing hazel gaze. He gave Jared a half grin, then cleared his throat and sipped his water.
“I don’t know about you, but I am a little nervous,” Jared said with a little chuckle.
What a relief! “Oh, man, me too!”
“Well, why don’t we start by saying three things about ourselves to break the ice?” Jared suggested.
Jensen pursed his lips and nodded. “Alright, I’ll go first. I grew up outside of Dallas, Texas; I have an older brother and a younger sister; and I love to spend time outside. Hence the outdoor concert.”
Jared smiled at him again and laughed shaking his head.
“What?” Jensen asked, worrying that he’d said something wrong.
“I grew up in San Antonio, Texas; I have an older brother and a younger sister; and I also love to do outdoor activities.”
Jensen barked out a relieved laugh. “Of course.”
It turned out that was not the only thing they had in common. By the time the food arrived, Jensen’s nerves were long gone and he could simply enjoy Jared’s company. They talked about sports, music, their work, and a little bit about everything. When they’d finished their meals, they agreed to coffee when the server asked, just to prolong their time together.
They talked about growing up in Texas in the 90’s and what had prompted them to move away. They agreed that they both had intentions to move back eventually. Jensen could hardly believe how similar they were, yet there was something about Jared’s personality that was the opposite of himself. It made him want to share more than usual and be… more.
“So…” Jared started once they’d drank their coffees and couldn’t possibly linger any longer. “Drinks?” With his inflection, Jared was asking for more than just drinks.
Jensen felt his face flush as he looked down at the tablecloth, a shy smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, drinks sound great.”
Prompt: Supernatural just started filming season one and Jared wants to / needs to break in Jensen to make sure they will have good chemistry. Rumours go that Jared's trailer rocked constantly for more than an hour and that the moaning was heard over the whole studio. ;)
Jared isn’t a shy guy. He’s friendly, kind, funny, and peoplewho meet him usually leave with a good impression. He never had a problemsocializing or meeting new people.
That’s why he can’t understand why he can’t seem to talk to Jensen Ackles.
He and hisnew co-star met a few months ago during the audition, and they clickedinstantly. They were both from Texas, had the same family history, the sametaste in music, and for a moment, Jared thought he had found his perfect twin.Hell, even their siblings had names that started with the same letters.
When helearned that they were both cast, he was thrilled. Then, not even five minutes later, Jensen wascalling him and asking him if he wanted to go out for a drink.
It wasgreat. Really great. Jensen was the perfect friend, the perfect co-star, andthey had an incredible chemistry, on and off the set.
It wasgreat, until they filmed the scene where Dean breaks into Sam’s apartment.
Fortechnical reasons, they did this one a few weeks after they started toshoot. Jared often wonders if thingswould have been different if they’d filmed this scene first.
If theyhad, Jensen wouldn’t have had to change his clothes,right in front of Jared, and maybe Jared would have be able to focus onsomething else than how muscular Jensen really was. How his skin seems to be the most soft andperfect skin ever, sprinkled by freckles. And maybe he wouldn’t have noticed how perfect Jensen’s ass was.
There’s probably a lot of things he wouldn’t have noticed. Or maybe he would’ve,but he would have had time to go take a cold shower and clear his head. Insteadhe found himself pinned down by Jensen, their bodies pressed as close aspossible. While Jensen’s hands were trying to pull himcloser, he was also applying pressure with his lower body to roll Jared over.
That’s all it took for Jared to get hard.Not right in front of Jensen- No, that would have been too easy – But right on Jensen.
“I-I need a break” He says, getting up as soon aspossible.
He didn’t turn and look at Jensen, he simplyran towards his trailer as fast as possible, adjusting his pants on theway.
“What’s gotten into him?” One of the crew member askedJensen, helping him up
“We’ve been filming for a while. He’s probably just tired” Jensen says, offering an excuse forJared, even though the young man was already too far away to hear him. “I kind of need one, too”
Jared isn’t a shy guy, but he can become onereally easily.
Forexample, getting hard while filming with his co-star is a situation thatresulted in him becoming really shy. Even more when he knew that Jensen feltit.
Of course,Jensen didn’t say anything, he’s too nice to say it, but there’s no mistaking how he looks and actsaround Jared now. As if he had to becareful with every single word.
It’s making Jared even more shy andawkward. Jensen shouldn’t be feeling like he needs to becareful around him, Jared is the one who fucked up here.
The worstis probably that their awkwardness around each other has an impact on theirscenes together.
Theirchemistry is all but gone. It doesn’t fit with the brother’s relationship. The emotional scenewhere the brothers share their feelings is flat. The tension between them filling the air, andinstead of a few extra takes, they end up behind an entire day.
Three weeksafter the “accident”, Jared decides that he has enough.He’ll apologize, tell Jensen that hedidn’t meant to… to do what he did, maybe make ajoke and then it will be done. He needs to come clean. It will be easy andquick.
He standsin front of Jensen’s trailer for almost ten minutes,unable to do anything. He can’t knock, can’t face the consequences of what hedid. He knows that it’s no big deal – they’re both men, and they know howthings work. But it’s not supposed to happen when you’re with another guy, much less whenyou’re working with another guy.
He can doit.
Or he can’t.
He doesn’t know.
He’s not sure.
Or maybe heis.
Yes, he is.
He can’t do it, can’t face Jensen and tell him that itwas an accident because it wasn’t, not really. He’s been thinking about Jensen sincethe very first day, and soon or later, Jensen would have find out.
He walksback to his own trailer and collapses on the bed, his mind dizzy witheverything that happened. He screwed up big. Really big. What if Jensen doesn’t want to work with him anymore?What if the show ends because of him? He’s not the only one involved here.There’s hundreds of people working on theset, people who would lose their jobs because of him. He won’t be able to find a job after that.What if Jensen tells everybody what happened? What if –
He’s cut out of his thoughts whensomeone knocks on his trailer.
Is that it?Is he gonna learn that the show is over, that he is fired?
But when heopens the door, he’s surprised to see Jensen standing infront of him, his hands in his pockets, looking almost as awkward as Jared.
“Hey” Jensen says, bouncing from one feetto the other “I, uh, I saw you in front of mytrailer but you left before I got there”
“You weren’t in your trailer?” Jared asks, his eyes widening. Hehadn’t even thought about checking ifJensen was there or not.
“No. There was a problem with how the makeup looked on screen so I had to doa scene again. You didn’t knock?”
“I- Yeah, I knocked, I just- Ithought maybe you were busy” Jared tries to laugh it off, but heknows he’s not convinced. He’s a really good actor, but when itcomes to lying, he’s pretty awful at it.
“Can I come in?”
“Yeah, yeah, of course”
Jaredpushes himself aside, letting Jensen enter his trailer. They’re gonna talk. This is it. This isthe moment.
“Listen, Jared-“
“I’m sorry”
Jensenfrowns at Jared’s words, much to Jared’s confusion.
“Why are you sorry for? I’m the one who fucked up”
“What? No, you didn’t” Jared says, “I-Listen, whathappened during the scene-“
“Was unprofessional” Jensen finishes “It- We’re colleagues, and we’re… It was indecent, rude, and it putus in a really awkward situation so I wanted to apologize”
“Apologize?” Jared repeats. His heart breaksknowing how disgusted Jensen is with the situation, but he can’t blame him. He just can’t understand why Jensen isapologizing.
“For… You know, getting hard while wewere filming?” Jensen says, biting his lips
“I got hard during that scene” Jared corrects him “I-I’m the one who did that”
“What? No, I did”
“You were hard?”
“Yeah. You were too?”
“Yeah” Jared admits, a little laughescaping his lips.
Jensenlaughs too, all the tension leaving his body, and Jared quickly followshim,until they both burst into laughter.
“Dude, I thought I fucked up” Jensen says “I thought you hated me”
“I thought you hated me too”
They laugha little more, all the awkwardness from the past few weeks disappearing.Knowing that Jensen had the same problem as him makes Jared feel lighter. Atleast, he’s not a freak, or if he is, then sois Jensen.
“So, we’re good, right?” Jared asks, just to be sure
“Yeah, we’re good Padalecki”
Jensensmiles again before walking toward the door. But instead of opening it, he juststays in front of it, his hand on the handle.
“Hey, can I- Can I ask what… you know, got this reaction?”
“Oh” Jared can feels his cheeks burning,and he quickly drops his head, hiding behind his bangs “Just, I don’t know, the tension from filming, Iguess. And you?”
“Yeah, the tension, too” Before Jared can realize what is happening,Jensen is in his personal space, He’d never seen Jensen so closely, except whenthey were filming and he was Sam at the time, not Jared. “I mean, your ass had a lot to dowith it, too”
“My-My what?”
“Ass” Jensen whispers, his hands slidingbehind Jared before touching his ass softly, leaving room for Jared to leave ifhe wants. “I’m not reading this wrong, am I?”
“No, you’re not” Jared admits, bringing his headcloser to Jensen. He doesn’t know what to do. Doesn’t know what they should or shouldn’t do, but luckily, he doesn’t have to think about it any longer,Jensen’s lips are already pressed againsthis.
Jared doesn’t waste time over thinking this, andright away, opens his mouth so Jensen can slide his tongue in.
It’s hot and messy, Jensen’s hands squeezing his ass hardernow, bringing him as close as possible while a moan escapes Jared’s lips. It’s good, so good, better than anygirl he ever been with, their bodies working together, dancing together likethey were born to it.
Jensenpushes him down the hall, into the bedroom and gently onto the bed, their kissnever breaking. He starts to undresshim, kissing every part of his skin. When he starts to lick his nipple, Jaredmoans again, his legs closing around Jensen, bringing their cocks closer.
“Have you ever…?”
“With a man? No” Jared admits “But I want to. If-If it’s ok with you”
“You’re too adorable for your own good,you know that?” Jensen laughs, kissing Jared again.
Jensen getsrid of his own clothes, and the next thing Jared knows, they’re both naked. He can see everything; the freckles on Jensen’s chest and shoulders, his pinknipples, his really big dick, thats rubbing against his. Jared’s mouth waters when he thinks abouttaking it in his mouth. Maybe another time.
“Condoms?” Jensen asks, biting on Jared’s neck
“In- In the-the nightstand”
Jensenreaches in and takes a condom out before searching for the lube.
The firstfinger against his rim makes him jump a little, but Jensen helps him relax,sweet talking in his ear while working him open slowly.
“So good, Jay, so good” Jensen whispers, biting Jared’s lobe “Think you’re ready for more?”
“Yeah, please Jensen, more”
Jensenobliges, pushing a second finger inside Jared before moving a little deeper,searching for Jared’s sweet spot.
He knows hefinds it when Jared screams his name, his whole body convulsing with pleasure.
It doesn’t take long before Jared begs formore again, and after pushing a third finger, Jensen finally lines himself upwith Jared’s entrance.
“Ready?” He asks, Jared’s legs still around him
“Yeah”
“If it hurts, we can stop”
“Come on Jen, just do it”
Jensenrolls his eyes and carefully, starts to press inside Jared.
There’s no word strong enough to describewhat Jared is feeling. It hurts a little, but Jensen is gentle. He tries tofocus on everything else. On the fact that Jensen is inside of him, reallyinside, where no one else has ever been.
In a normalsituation, he wouldn’t have done it. Wouldn’t have slept with a guy for thefirst time, or at all, after just one kiss. But Jensen… Jensen is perfect. He makes himfeel whole, and right now, they’re finally one, and a peacefulfeeling is spreading inside of Jared.
“You can move” He says after a few moments.
“You’re so tight” Jensen moans, rocking his hipsslowly “Just for me, right, Jay?”
“Just for you”
Jensenrocks into him faster and stronger, hitting Jared’s sweet spot in the process, andJared can’t remember a time when he screamedso hard, when he’d had so much pleasure while having sex.
Not oncedoes Jensen stops kissing him, telling him how good and perfect he is.
When it’s finally over, they lay on Jared’s bed for an hour, cuddling andkissing as much as they can.
“It’s not- It’s not a one time thing, right?” Jared asks, tracing Jensen’s freckles with his fingers
“No. I mean, unless you want it to be”
“I don’t” Jared hurries to say “But I don’t want it to interfere with the show”
“It won’t, I promise. We’re just… releasing some tension, you know?” Jensen rubs Jared’s back gently “I mean, as long as we keep doing ituntil the show ends, we’re good”
“It sounds like a contract” Jared laughs
“It is” He admits, “And all good contracts end with akiss”
Jaredlaughs again, but lets Jensen kisses him anyway.
He hopesthe show will be picked up for another season.
"I don’t want to go" Jared complains again, dragging his feet on the floor.
“Jared, stop that right now, do you hear me? I’m done with your complaining. We’re already here, so either you stay in the car all alone, or you come inside without another word” His mom snapped
He stopped talking right away, knowing full well that he didn't have a choice.
He doesn’t get why he has to come here. It’s Christmas eve, and instead of being home, eating his favorite foods, he has to come here to give food to the orphans.
His mom told him why it was important, and he gets it, he does, but it doesn’t make it better. Josh didn’t have to come, neither did his sister or his father.
“Alright Jared, put one chocolate in each bag, ok?”
“One?” He frowns, “That’s not a lot. Can’t I put two?”
“No. One chocolate, one cookie, and an orange. Nothing more, we can’t give them more than that” She warn him “I need to start serving the food. You stay here, and you do what you're told ”
“Yes mom” He sighs.
Not only does he have to come here even though he doesn’t want to, but he can’t even stay with his mom. He has to stay alone, far away from everybody else, doing nothing else but put the treats in little bags.
It sucks. Big time.
None of the other kids his age he knows have to do this. Even Josh’s friends don’t have to do that, so why should he?
He's almost sure his siblings are opening their presents, even though mom told them not to. He could be playing with the red truck he asked for. It’s the most beautiful truck he's ever seen, with lights everywhere and even a siren! He can’t wait to see his friends faces when he shows it to them!
He's snapped out of his brooding when he sees something slip into the room he’s in. He freezes, holding tightly to the cookie in his hand.
“Who’s there?” He asks, his voice shaking with fear. “I know you’re here!”
“I-I’m sorry” A little voice says from across the room
Jared gets up from his chair, walking in the direction of the voice. There’s a little boy hiding under a table in the back of the room, his eyes wide with fear. He doesn’t seem any older than Jared, but he looks thinner than him, and his clothes don’t fit him the way they should.
“It’s ok, I’m not mad” Jared says “I was scared, that’s all”
“I don’t want to stay with the others” The boy says “They’re too loud”
“You can stay with me” Jared says with a smile “I’m Jared. What’s your name?”
“Jensen” The little boy says, getting up from his hiding spot
“You can help me with the bags if you want”
Jensen gives him a little smile in answer, holding out his arms like he’s afraid he's gonna fall, before following Jared toward the table.
They sit side by side, and after Jared explains how much of everything they’re supposed to put in each bag, and they start filling them again, going twice as fast as when Jared was doing it alone.
“Are you an orphan, too?” Jensen asks
“No, my mom made me come here” He admits, even though he isn’t as angry as he was before.
Jensen doesn’t talk a lot, but he answers every one of Jared’s questions and even laughs when he tells him a joke he learned at school (screw Josh for telling him that no one would find it funny). It’s nice and quiet, and Jared finds himself grateful that his mom forced him to come, after all.
“That was the last one” Jared says, closing the last bag. “My mom gave me some chocolate before we got here. You want some?”
“She won’t be mad?” Jensen asks, playing nervously with his fingers
“No, don’t worry”
Jared took two chocolates out of his bag, and gave one to Jensen.
They start eating them together, a huge smile on Jensen’s face as he bit into the candy. They’re mouths and tongues are dark with the chocolate, and they start making funny faces at each other, bursting into laughter every time one of them does a new one.
Maybe it’s not the Christmas eve Jared dreamed of, but it’s way better than he thought it would be, and he’s almost certain that he wouldn’t have had as much fun if he'd stayed home.
“Jared, you ready to go sweetie?” His mom asks, entering the room
“Can I stay a little longer?” He asks, doing his best puppy eyes to his mom
“Ten minutes, and not one more” She warmed him
“Thanks mom!” Jared smiles“You hear that Jensen? We can stay together a little longer!”
“But you have to go after?” Jensen asks softly
“Well, yeah” Jared admits “But I can always try and come to see you another day?”
“That would be awesome! We can have visitors everyday after four” he says, with huge smile on his face. “Can we eat some more chocolate?”
“Yeah, we can!”
Jared wonders if he could convince his parents to drop him off to see Jensen everyday. Maybe it’s not too late to change his Christmas wish.
One week, one town, one victim, one crime. Jensen’s life is easy and simple, everything he wanted and all he needed.
There’s guns, blood, dust, cry, screams, and dead bodies.
Until he chose the wrong victim, the one that he can’t kill, even if he wants too, and the one that won’t leave him, even if he asks him to.
Then there’s hazel eyes, dimples, panties, orgasms, laughs, and more dead bodies.
« We should get married » Jared says, sucking on his lollipop while Jensen cleans the bloody knife.
« No »
« Yes »
« I said no » Jensen repeats again, his jaws clenched. « End of the discussion. Get ride of the clothes »
Jared pouts, asked for a kiss, then another, until they’re a mess of sweat, blood, and love.
It’s one night, two silvers rings with « Partner in crime » written on it, a smiling Jared, and a brainwashed Jensen.
« How did you get me into marrying you? » Jensen asks as Jared puts himself more comfortably into his arms « I‘m dangerous, Jay. I kill people, and I like it. I may very well kill you one day. You should run away now before it’s too late »
« Babe, I’m trying to sleep » Jared complains, «And you should do the same »
« You have no idea, do you? What you did to me? What I could do to you? »
« Jen, I’m your husband, and I love you more than anything on earth. That’s all that matters »
« I love you too » Jensen admits, holding Jared closer
« i know » He smiles, lifting himself up so he can kiss him « And just so you know, I will kill you first »
Boring. There isn’t another word to define how Jared is feeling right now. He’s sitting at the table, alone, because apparently, even if he’s 18, his father still sees him like a child, which means that he had the honor to sit at the children table. Not even teenagers, no, just small little children who don’t even actually stay at the table because they can’t stay away from their parents more than five minutes.
His own parents are at the same table as his brother and his new wife, with the rest of his family. There’s plenty other people too, that he never seen in his entire life. His dad had made this weeding a social event, inviting all his co-workers, partners, clients, and every single person that’s related to his and his brother’s society from near or far.
Jared sights, playing with the food in his plate. Maybe he could pretend to be sick and his father will allow him to go home. He fells bad for wanting to miss his brother’s weeding, but it’s not like anyone would notice anyway.
He gets up, mentally preparing himself to his father disappointed look – not like he isn’t used to it.
He was walking when something collapses against him, making him lose his balance and he would have fall if it wasn’t for the big arms sliding around him, maintaining him in place.
“Shit, I’m so sorry”
He’s about to answer but the words die in his mouth when he sees the man standing above him. To say he is attractive would be an offense – he was perfect. Tall, taller then Jared, with brown hair and the most beautiful green eyes he ever seen. He seems older than him, but not by far, maybe four or five years. They’re so close that Jared could see freckles all over his face, and he had troubles not tracing them with his fingers.
“Hi” Jared says and immediately regrets it when he realizes how childish his voice sounds.
“Hey” The man smiles and if Jared thought he was beautiful before, it was nothing comparing to now “Sorry for bursting into you. I wasn’t looking”
“Oh yeah, no problem”
They’re smiling so hard it start to hurt, and Jared was sure that they must look really stupid, grinning at each other like that, but he couldn’t find himself to care.
The man arms were still around his waist, holding him close to his chest.
“Jensen” The man – Jensen said, “My name, I mean, my name is Jensen” He laughs nervously, his whole body shaking against Jared.
“Jared”
They share another smile before Jensen finally release him, not that he was complaining.
“We should go to the bathroom”
“W-What?” Jared can feel himself blushing, a wave of heat going through him.
“For your shirt, I – There’s champagne, on your shirt” Jensen is blushing too now, realizing what he just said. Is it possible to be this glorious and yet so cute at the same time?
He lets Jensen guide him to the bathroom before sitting on the marble next to the sink. They’re alone, far away from the noise and the music, and Jared is finally able to think properly. Jensen takes his shirt between his fingers, applying water on it to rinse the champagne. They’re standing close, Jensen positioning between his legs, his hands on his chest, and Jared has to fight not to run his fingers through his hair or to slide his legs around his waist.
“Here, I think everything is clean now” Jensen says, passing his hand on the wet shirt and dragging Jared out of his thought
“Thanks”
“No problem, that’s the last I could do”
Jared knows that one of them is supposed to move now, but they just stand still, looking at each other with big, stupid smiles.
“So, uh, you were leaving or…?”
“No, I was just… No, I wasn’t leaving” Jared says, his cheeks burning
“Oh, great! I mean, maybe we could, like, talk a little? If you want, of course”
“Yeah, I would like too”
They walked side by side to the room before sitting at Jared table, their legs brushing against each other discreetly. He should probably thank his dad for putting him at this table.
Warnings/Tags : Serial Killer Jensen, Psycho Jensen, Age Difference, Murder, Torture, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse
Beta by @debivc78
He watches closely as she accepts the drink from the bartender, her cheeks turning a light red as she starts looking around, searching for her secret admirer.
When she finally sees him, he gives her a shy smile before taking another sip of his drink. She blushes even more and starts playing with her hair while staring at Jensen time to time.
They’ve been playing this game for twenty minutes now, giving each other slide looks before turning their heads the other way, and he knows that by offering her a shot, he's made the first move.
He won’t walk toward her right now. It’s still too early. He needs to wait, to make the tension grow until she’s not sure if he’s interested anymore. Then, when she's decided that he given up on her, he’ll come to her and ask her if she’s working at the pet shop. She’ll say yes, and he’ll mention how small the world is, and how some things are meant to be.
He doesn’t always use the same line. Every women is different, and they all believe in different things, but he knows that Lea is almost 45, that she's never been married and that she’s starting to feel lonely, really lonely. At least, that’s what he overheard from her conversation with her colleague.
Ten more minutes go by, and he knows now is the right time. She keeps looking at him, begging him to look at her one last time, but he resists. Two more minutes, and he’ll go.
“Is this seat taken?” Someone asks next to him
“Yeah, it is”
He doesn’t even bother turning around. If he does, Lea may think he’s moving on, and he won’t risk it.
“Well, too bad for them, then”
The answer takes him by surprise and against his better judgement, he turns his head.
He doesn’t know what he was expecting, but it sure as hell wasn’t a freaking living doll.
The guy is gorgeous, with long legs that seem to never end, a cocky smile and the most beautiful eyes Jensen's ever seen. He’s wearing shorts and a crop top, giving Jensen the pleasure of seeing the soft skin of his stomach.
“Hi, I’m Jared” The guy – Jared, says, leaning a little more toward Jensen. “And you are…?”
The other side of the bar is empty, all of Lea’s belonging gone, and Jensen curses himself mentally. She must have seen him checking the guy out, and now, she’s probably driving home, asking herself what she did wrong.
“Ouch, I ruined that one for you, didn’t I?” Jared tries to sound sorry, but his face is betraying him. “I’m hotter than her, if you ask me”
“I didn’t ask you”
“Because you already knew the answer”
Jensen rolls his eyes, finishing his drink before slamming the glass on the counter. Three days. He’s been on this girl for three days, and he loses her because of a stupid baby doll. How fucking unfair is it?
“Keep the change” He tells the bartender, leaving some money on the bar
“We’re going to your house?”
“I’m going to my house” He uses his rough voice, the one that makes him sound scary, but the guy only smiles.
“I’m coming with you”
“No, you’re not”
“Oh come on” Jared pouts, getting closer to Jensen until he can reach his belt, sliding his finger in it “It would be fun”
“You’re what, 16? 17? Shouldn’t you be in bed or something?”
“I should be in your bed, yeah”
Jensen sighs, pushing the kid away.
“Go back to your parents, alright?”
He starts to walk away, anger raging through him. Three days. Three fucking days, wasted for nothing, just because of some stupid-
“I don’t have parents”
Jensen stopped. He turns around, facing Jared again.
“You don’t?”
“No, I- They kicked me out of the house when they found out I was gay”
“So you’re on your own?”
“Yeah, I’ve been traveling for the past two months, sleeping where I could and all that” He laughs awkwardly
Jensen takes a look at his watch. It’s already ten, but his motel room isn’t that far. The kid looks at him with sad puppy eyes, beginning Jensen to take him with him, and Jensen sighs before walking again.
“You coming?” He asks when he doesn’t hear Jared’s footsteps following him
“Yes!” Jared yells when he understands that Jensen is waiting for him. He starts running to be next to him, a huge bright smile on his face.
On their way to his car, Jensen spots Lea in her car, her eyes red and puffy from crying, and he wonders if she would still be crying if she knew she escaped hours of torture and a slow, painful death.
“Can you open the door?” Jared asks, leaning against Jensen’s car
“Two seconds, Jesus, can’t you-“ He frowns, “How do you know this is my car?”
“I don’t know, you seem like the type of guy who would drive an old impala like this”
Jared is throwing him a beautiful smile, but it doesn’t take the worry away from Jensen’s mind. There are over fifty cars in the parking lot, and yet Jared didn’t had any problem locating his car from the rest, not to mention how stupid his explanation was.
He doesn’t say anything, though, and simply opens the car door. It doesn’t matter how Jared knows which car is his, he won’t be able to tell anyone anyway.
“You pegged me pretty right, didn’t you?”
“Yeah, destiny and all that I guess”
Jensen frowns again, but Jared is already in the car before he can say anything else.
In Jensen’s experience, people who are about to have sex with a one nightstand are pretty quiet. Some of them are still debating if it’s a good idea. If going back to a motel room with a stranger is the right call. While some of them are too excited to talk, choosing instead to steal a glance here or there.
Jared is neither of these people.
He talks. A lot. Much to Jensen's annoyance. He tried to put the music on to make him shut up. But all he succeeded in doing was to make Jared talk louder and sing from time to time. Usually, he cuts the tongue out last, but with Jared, he’s willing to make an exception.
“So I told to Elsa, ‘well, you’re a slut hon’’ but I mean, that wasn’t an insult, more like an observation or something. But there she is crying and begging, while she still has Mr.Novak’s cum on her face, and I’m like-“
“Do you always talk this much?”
“Yeah” Jared answers, a cocky smile appearing on his face “You know, I could put my mouth to better use, if you want”
Jensen doesn’t have sex with his victims. Never. It’s not that he doesn’t want to – Some of his victims had been pretty attractive, but he never crossed the line with them. It was too risky. One accident, and your DNA ends up in police hands. And if that happens, they'll end up thinking it was a rape. And while Jensen doesn’t have any problem being called a killer, a sadist, or a psychopath, but a rapist? No. That’s not for him. He still has principles.
“No”
“Who says no to a blowjob?” Jared frowns
“Me, I say no”
Jared rolls his eyes before dropping his head on Jensen’s shoulder, while his hand finds its way toward his thigh. Jensen tenses but doesn’t push him away.
“You’ll change your mind, eventually”
“I don’t think so”
“Yeah well, I think so” Jared replies “You just haven't realized you love me yet”
Jensen almost crashes the car at Jared’s words, but the kid doesn’t even flinch.
This wasn’t the plan. None of this was the plan. He needs to get rid of him quickly.
He’s jolted out of his thoughts when he feels Jared’s hand starting to move higher on his thigh until it reaches his dick. Jensen is about to protest, but Jared is biting his lobe softly, and suddenly, Jensen feels his legs getting weak.
Jared starts stroking him slowly, so slowly making Jensen hold the wheel tighter.
He hits the accelerator hard when he finally sees the motel, and parks the car in the first spot he can find.
Usually he likes to take his time with his victims. First he offers them a coffee or some water, then he talks a little more, making them as comfortable as possible, before starting to kiss them. When they’re done undressing themselves, laying naked on the bed, waiting impatiently for him, that’s when he moves in and ties them to the bed. They always shiver when he gets to that part, the anticipation of the pleasure to come growing inside of them.
He doesn’t take his time with Jared. He starts kissing him right away, finally making him stop talking. Jared seems lost for a while, but he quickly catches on what's happening and he starts kissing Jensen back, with too much tongue but Jensen doesn’t say anything.
Instead, he lets Jared wrap his legs around his waist, carrying him to the bedroom and making them both fall on the bed.
He can feel his dick hardening in his pants, without thinking about it, he starts moving toward Jared’s throat, kissing and licking it. Jared’s smell is intoxicating. He can’t smell anything else but Jared, everywhere, and he’s not sure he wants to smell something else anyway.
Maybe if he gets rid of Jared’s body correctly, he could make an exception to his rule. The kid is a pain in the ass but man is he enjoyable.
Without thinking about it, he slides his fingers inside Jared’s pants, going immediately for his ass.
“Could we-could we do it slow?” Jared asks between moans
“Slow? This is slow”
“Yeah, I-Just, nevermind, that’s good”
Jensen stops, and even if it’s physically painful to get his lips away from Jared’s skin, he does it anyway.
“You’ve done this before, right?”
“Yeah?” Jared says, as if it was obvious.
But Jensen can see the hesitation in his eyes, and the fear, too, hiding under the surface.
“Don’t lie” He orders
“I-Yeah, ok, I've never done that” Jared sighs, “It’s not that big of a deal, alright?”
“Yes, yes it is” Jensen says “Virginity is… You should do that with someone you trust. Someone you know. I wouldn’t have brought you here if I'd have known you were a virgin!”
“Well, I can’t lose my virginity by myself, can I?”
“You’re seventeen. You’ll find someone your own age, and you-“
“Come on Jensen, don’t do that” Jared begs “I-I want it to be you. Please, I just… I need it. I need to feel alive, even if it’s for the last time”
Jared looks so sad, so hurt and so weak, that Jensen can’t find a reason to resist him anymore. He doesn’t ask Jared what he meant when he mentioned it being the last time he will feel alive, choosing instead to put his lips back on his.
“Ok, let’s do it” He whispers, rubbing himself against Jared “Let’s do this”
He usually doesn’t have sex with his victims, but most of all, he doesn’t respond to their pleading. Whether they plead with him to stay alive or to die, for him to stop or to end it, he never does what they want. But when he goes down on Jared, his tongue pushing softly against his intact hole, and Jared asks him with a shaking voice to go deeper, he doesn’t have any other choice but to do so.
“It may burn a little” He says, working his third finger inside of Jared “But I promise it will be good after”
“I trust you”
“You shouldn’t”
“Yeah, but I do” Jared replies “Do it”
Jensen gives him a sad smile before rolling the condom on his dick.
He can’t even recall last time he had sex. It's never been his thing, not really. Too many bad memories associated with it, too many painful feelings. He closes his eyes, trying to push everything else away, and Jared slides his fingers into his hair, bringing him closer.
“It’s ok, Jensen” He whispers “It’s really good”
They kiss again and again, Jensen’s thrusts becoming faster and harder, until he’s slamming in Jared as hard as he can, making Jared scream with pleasure.
His victims usually don’t scream in pleasure. They don’t come with nothing else but his dick in their ass either.
“Fuck, that was good” Jared says, panting “Like. Really good”
“Agreed” Jensen admits, laying down next to Jared.
Jared laughs before rolling over until he can drop his head on Jensen, using his chest as a pillow.
Jensen doesn’t cuddle with his victims. He doesn’t rub their hair or caress their skin, and he sure as hell doesn’t watch them fall asleep.
“You called me Jensen” He says after a while
“Hum?” Jared mumbles, already too far gone
“You called me Jensen. I never told you my name” He didn’t notice it at first, but he never introduced himself to Jared, and yet, he knew his name. He also knew all Jensen's pick up lines and what car he drives. “Do I know you?”
“No, but I know you” Jared admits “Been following you for a while now”
“Following me?”
“Yeah” Jared laughs, his eyes still closed “I saw you two months ago with a girl, Sandra or something. You were at the library and you took the book I wanted. So I thought I should follow you and take it back. I really liked that book”
“And?” Jensen asks, his heart beating faster in his chest
“And I saw you killing her”
“I-“
“Then I saw you killing Kevin. And Natasha. And Lisa. And the other dude, what was his name? Oh, right, Dean. I probably forgot some of them, though. I stopped counting”
“Why? Why would you follow me? I- You know what I’m doing, and you-fuck, you had sex with me. You followed me to my motel room”
“I need you. And you need me, too”
“I don’t need you”
“Yeah, you do” Jared says, “You just don’t know it yet”
“I took you here to kill you, I planned on torturing you for hours, I was-“
“But you didn’t” Jared cuts him “You didn’t touch me. You took care of me, and I can say without a doubt that you haven't even thought about killing me for the past hour. Am I right?”
Jensen doesn’t answer, refusing to give Jared the pleasure of being right.
The fact that he didn’t think about killing him doesn’t mean he won’t do it, though. He just let himself being distracted by Jared’s sweet body and glorious eyes. That doesn’t mean anything. The fact that in almost five years of work Jared is the first victim he has had sex with doesn’t mean anything. “I’ll kill you” Jensen says, as a threat or a warning, he’s not sure
He waits for an answer but Jared is already asleep, a smile on his face as he holds Jensen tighter.
What kind of shit did he just get himself into?
“How do we choose her?” Jared asks, scanning the bar for a new victim.
“First of all, stop holding my hand or we won’t be able to choose anyone”
“Oh, right” Jared laughs, his eyes shining with excitement, and maybe the alcohol Jensen allowed him to drink. It’s been three weeks since Jared's been with him, but it’s the first time Jensen agrees to take him on a hunt. He still doesn’t know why he allowed the guy to follow him, but he figures it’s too late to tell him to leave now. “I never could understand how you choose them. They’re all so different”
“I don’t know. I just look at them and there’s something that clicks”
“Do they look like people you know?”
They used to. When he started, he would only take people that looked like his dad, or like the monster that was his dad’s best friend. Like his mom and like Sophie, the first one who ever hurt him. It was a way for him to externalize his demons, to hurt people like they hurt him. Well, not like they hurt him. He never touched someone against their will, never raped anyone. He doesn’t want the sexual pain – he wants the mental pain. He wants to hurt them physically as much as they hurt him mentally.
But he doesn’t choose the ones that look like them anymore. He doesn’t need to. He can close his eyes and imagine whoever he wants without any problem.
“No”
“Oh” Jared answers “Well, I would choose someone who looked like my dad. Maybe my mom, but I’m not sure”
“Why?”
“Because they’re hypocrites. They kicked me out when I said I was gay, but my dad had been coming to my room for years”
“What?” Jensen asks, his throat tightening. He must have misunderstood. He hopes he misunderstood.
“My dad, he… he came to my room. Since… well, since a long time. He would make me touch him, put my mouth on him. He's tell me what a pretty girl I would have been. My mom . . . my deeply religious, loving mom pretended not to see. Not to hear. When I told her what he was doing, she said I was a liar” Jared says, not looking at Jensen anymore “I-I thought that if I told them I was gay, then my dad would stop. I know that it’s stupid, but they’re so… they think gay people are monsters. Nobody wants to touch a monster right?”
“Did it work?”
“No” He admits “They yelled. A lot. They threw things at me and my dad asked my mom to leave us alone. He said he'd teach me what it meant to be gay, how bad it is” His voice is shaking, and Jensen reaches out to hold his hand. Jared looks at him and smiles, hiding his tear filled eyes as much as he can “He was gonna . . . you know. Said I needed to see how it felt to be someone's little bitch. But I fought back. I told him to go fuck himself. That I won’t let him hurt me anymore, that I was gonna call the cops on him. That’s when they told me to leave”
“What did you do after that?”
“I walked, for a long time, then I walked into a library and there you were, holding my book in your hands”
Jensen smiles, holding Jared’s hand a little tighter, trying to give him some comfort.
“Where do your parents live?"
“In a small town in Texas, why?”
“Here’s what we’re gonna do. You’re gonna choose someone in this bar that looks like your dad, realease a little of the hate you have for him, and when you’re ready, fully ready, we’ll go to that stupid small town in Texas, and we’re gonna blow your dad’s head off”
“We are?”
“Damn right” Jensen says, ordering two new drinks for them.
Jensen spots an old man in the corner of the room, his eyes glued on Jared’s ass as Jared leans to kiss him. When the guy meet his eyes, Jensen winks, letting his hand travelling toward Jared’s ass until he can squeeze it.
“I know I said you could choose, but I think I just found someone for us” Jensen whispers against Jared’s lip, biting on it softly
“I don’t have to touch or kiss him, right?”
Jensen cups Jared’s face in his hands, locking their eyes together. He wants Jared to understand what he’s gonna say perfectly, but most of all, he wants Jared to trust his words without any hesitation.
“Never, Jared. I promise”
Jared smiles before kissing him again.
“What are we waiting for then?”
If Jensen thought killing was good, it’s nothing compare to the after killing sex. Jared doesn’t even wait for the man to be totally dead. He just pushes Jensen into the chair next to the bed, drops his pants down, and slides down onto his dick without even taking his panties off.
It makes the cleaning of the room a little harder, but in Jensen’s opinion, it’s totally worth it.
“They're so pretty” Jared says, showing off a new pair of panties to Jensen “Look at them!”
“One bag of clothes each, Jay” Jensen reminds him “Yours is already full”
“Thank God your isn’t"
Jared winks before walking away, making sure to put his ass on display as much as possible.
He’s a tease. Worse than a tease. Jensen's seen strippers that were less of a tease than Jared, and that’s saying a lot.
“Is he your boyfriend?” A girl asks, walking up next to him
“No, my little brother. He just came out, and I’m trying to be supportive”
“Oh my god, that’s so cute” She says, holding her hands against her heart.
“He’s worth it” Jensen answers, looking at Jared from a distance before turning toward the girl “Hey, didn’t I saw you somewhere before? Ah, where was it… Oh, right, the dinner on the fifth street?”
“Yes! I’m working here on the weekend”
“What a small world, isn’t it?”
“Fuck, that was hot” Jared says, rubbing the blood off his face with the back of his hand.
Jensen has to admit it was one of the best kills he had in a long time.
They had been enjoying themselves at the restaurant when a man asked to join them. They agreed and went back to the motel room. Everything was going as planned when the guy puts his hand on Jared’s ass, and something broke inside Jensen. The next thing he knew, he was pushing a fork in the guy’s eye.
“Yeah, that was fun”
“Can I kill the next one?”
“No”
“What? Why?” Jared asks, letting man's arm fall on the floor.
“Because if you kill him, you’ll be a murderer. For now, you’re just a kid that I forced to watch me kill people”
“But that’s not the truth”
“No, it’s not. But if the police catch us, that’s what you say, you hear me?”
Jared looks at him for a long time, and Jensen expects him to whine like a baby again, but instead, he walks toward him and pushes himself into his arms.
“I love you” He whispers.
Jensen doesn’t answer, but when they’re finishing cutting up the man’s body, he gives him the heart and asks him to throw it away. He hopes Jared gets the intention.
It had been one week, one town, one victim, one crime. Jensen’s life was pretty easy and simple, everything he wanted and all he needed.
There were guns, blood, dust, crying, screaming and dead bodies.
Until he chose the wrong city. Chose the one victim that he can’t kill, even if he wants to. The only one who won’t leave him, even if he tells him to.
There’s hazel eyes, dimples, panties, orgasms, laughs, and more dead bodies.
“We should get married” Jared says, sucking on his lollipop while Jensen cleans the bloody knife.
Jensen rolls his eyes, throwing the rest of the body parts in the bag.
“No”
“Yes”
“I said no” Jensen repeats again, his jaw clenching “End of the discussion. Now, get rid of the clothes, would you?”
Jared pouts, his beautiful lips on display, and when he asks for a kiss, Jensen can’t refuse him. He should know by now that Jared’s kisses are toxic and addictive, and he falls for them every single time. One kiss leads to another, and another, until they’re a mess of sweat, blood, and love, Jared’s legs holding him tightly by the waist.
It’s one night, two sliver rings with “Partner in crime” written on them, a smiling Jared and a brainwashed Jensen.
“How did you talk me into marrying you?” Jensen asks as Jared moves himself more comfortably into his arms “I’m dangerous, Jay. I kill people, and I like it. I may very well kill you one day. You should run away now before it’s too late”
Babe, I’m trying to sleep” Jared complains “And you should do the same”
“You have no idea, do you? What you do to me? What I could do to you?”
“I’m your husband, and I love you more than anything on earth. That’s all that matters”
“I love you too” Jensen admits, holding Jared closer. He never thought he would love someone, never thought that he would be willing to give his life for someone as he does with Jared. The kid – he’s not so much of a kid, now, Jensen keeps repeating himself, has gotten inside his head and under his skin so easily, that he ends up wondering if all that destiny bullshit was true.
“I know” He smiles, lifting himself up so he can kiss Jensen “And just so you know, I'd kill you first”
Can you write a mob boss jensen and innocent jared with jensen being all macho and possessive and jealous
Can you write one with super possessive mob boss Jensen?
So I’m pretty sure it’s the same anon, but in the case it’s not, I just put the two prompt together.
I had a lot of troubles writing this, so I hope it’s still good? If not, send me an ask with more détails/What you want
“Where have you been?” Jensen asks without lifting his eyes from the papers in front of him.
Jared was supposed to be home at four, just the time to go at the grocery store to buy some supplies. Yet, it’s almost six, and aside from a single text, Jensen didn’t have any information.
“It was insane, you’re not even gonna believe me” Jared giggles, closing the door of Jensen’s office. He made his way toward Jensen, and without carrying a little about his boyfriend’s anger, sits right on his lap, facing him. “So, I’m trying to find the beers that you like, you know, the green ones? Anyway, I’m looking everywhere, and then I hear someone screaming in pain. I turn around, and there’s a pregnant woman on the floor, who’s like, yelling and screaming for help! So, I go to help her, because I thought she fall or something, but she was having a baby! A baby, Jen! At the grocery store!”
Jensen can see how excited Jared is by the story, and he listens closely at every word that leaves his boyfriend’s mouth. He listens as Jared tells him how he called the urgency, how they couldn’t come soon enough, and how he ends up performing the delivery. Jared is boiling with joy, but all Jensen can think about is that his baby’s hands were on someone else, that theses fingers that are unbuttoning his pants were on someone else thigs just a few hours ago. There’s not traces of blood on Jared, and he smells good- Like he just took a shower.
Suddenly, Jensen is holding Jared’s hands, preventing him from pushing his underwear down.
“Did you take a shower?” He asked, his jaw already clenching
“Yeah? I mean, I had blood all over me” Jared laughs, trying to free his hands. When he sees that he can, he tries harder, but it only makes Jensen hold him stronger “Jen, you’re hurting me”
“Why were you the one doing the delivery? No one else was here?”
“I don’t know, I was closer, and the others were too scared to do anything”
“Was there any man?”
Jared stops moving for a moment, his stare stopping on Jensen’s face, and when Jensen excepts him to be scared, to be afraid, he simply smiles, his eyes filling with love.
“Don’t be jealous, silly” He says, kissing Jensen’s nose “I just helped that poor woman, that’s all”
“How do I know that you didn’t flirt with someone?”
“Because you can trust me” Jared replies, and this time, he does sound a little hurt. “Jen, I wouldn’t do anything like that. I mean, the only man who talked to me was one of the customer, and it was just to tell me that I did a good job”
The jealousy that almost disappeared came back immediately, stronger than before. He knew he couldn’t let Jared out there alone. He’s too beautiful, too pretty, and too innocent. So, so innocent and naïve, that sometimes Jensen can’t even believe it.
Jared isn’t stupid, far from that, but where Jensen sees darkness and death, Jared sees light and life.
When they found three puppies next to their dead mother during one of their walk, Jensen was ready to shoot them all, had already took his gun out of his pocket, but Jared was already cuddling them, and by the time Jensen put the security off, they all had names.
Now, he has to share his bed with three dogs who turns out to be half-dog, half-wolf.
“Did he ask for your number? Did he follow you to your car?”
“No” Jared rolls his eyes, putting his finally free hands around Jensen’s neck “He just told me that I did good, then we all left. He didn’t even ask for my name”
Jared starts kissing him, and Jensen doesn’t prevent him from it. His mind is still working on what to do, how to find the guy and what to do to him. He doesn’t believe that anyone could see his baby and not try anything on him. Jared is a walking sunshine, the perfection itself, and he doesn’t believe that anyone would let him go after seeing him.
He successes to shut his mind when Jared starts sucking him, making sure to use every single one of Jensen’s favorite tricks to make him happy. The first time he sucked him, Jared was only seventeen and he never ever watch a porn. He had no idea how to do it, or what to do, but now, now he could convince Jensen of everything, with nothing else but his mouth.
“I love you” Jared says after he swallowed every drop of Jensen’s cum, sliding once again on his lap “You know that, right?”
“I do” Jensen assures, taking Jared’s face in his hands “But I don’t want you to get out of the house ever again”
“Come on, please” He begs “Maybe JD could come with me? Protect me and everything? Please Jensen, I love going out”
There’s already three agents following Jared everywhere, from his morning run to his art class, but Jared apparently never notice them.
“I don’t like it” Jensen says again, pushing Jared’s hair behind his ears “You’re mine, Jay”
“Of course, I am, but you want me to be happy, right?”
He does, more than anything else. His jealousy and possessiveness are nothing compares to how much he wants Jared to be happy. But being happy means being with him, and he will be damned if he lets anyone taking him away from him.
“Maybe that’s the problem” He finally says “They don’t know that you’re mine. All theses men, they look at you and they only see a pretty boy who needs someone to take care of him.”
“I could tattoo your name on my body?” Jared offers before frowning “But then they would have to see my body before knowing”
Jensen laughs, dragging Jared closer to him before kissing him slowly. As much as he fairs that someone would steal Jared from him, he knows that Jared would never go with someone else than him.
“You should marry me”
“For real?” Jared asks, his eyes widen with happiness
“Yes. You’ll wear my family ring, and everyone will know that you’re an Ackles”
“Can you do something romantic? Like, with flowers and fireworks?”
“What? For the proposal?”
“Yes! Please”
Jared is giving him his puppies eyes look, and Jensen is strong, really strong, but he can’t resist this. If his baby wants fireworks, he will have fireworks. Jared rode him for half an hour after that, squeezing Jensen’s cock to prevent him from coming every time the tension was too high, trying to make the moment last as long as possible.
Once it’s over, Jensen carried him to their bedroom, dropping him on the bed and letting the dogs licking his face.
He called Devor, Travis, and Hector, and ten minutes later, the man that talked to Jared was in his office, tied up on a chair. He begged, apologized, but all Jensen could see was how the man tried to follow Jared home, how he thought he had every right to do so, regardless of what Jared wanted or not.
Jensen knows that he is too possessive, too jealous, but he has the most precious treasure on earth, and he won’t let anyone take him away from him.
Omega are supposed to be pure and fragile, stay at home all day, all night, because God knows their too precious to go out alone.
That’s what Jared was told, and by extension, what he was supposed to become. A trophy husband. A Breeder. The beautiful thing inside the house.
He was beautiful, dear lord he was, with his long hair, his beautiful eyes, his never ending legs. He was the perfect image of innocence and purity.
« What’s the color of your eyes? » His futur husband asked, the mating papers in front of him.
Omega were sold, like piece of meat.
« Blue » Jared had replied, knowing that his words were important. The less an omega talks, the better it is.
His husband smiled and signed the papers, much to Jared’s dad relief.
« They are » Jensen said after that « but I think they’re green, too. And brown also. There’s a fire inside of them, I can see it »
« Is it a good thing? »
« The best »
Husbands aren’t supposed to see each other before the mating. Yet, while he was waiting in his room, looking at his 18 years old self in a white dress, ready to give away the little freedom he ever had, Jensen came to see him.
He asked him to come with him, and they went to the other side of the property, where Jared was told never to go. It was too dangerous for an omega, after all, with all theses stairs and the water right next to it.
Hands in hands, bare feet on the ground, Jensen left him walk freely, not giving a care about the way Jared’s feet became black with dust, or how his dress was anything but white at the end of the day.
« Why? » He asked as Jensen took him in his arms, walking toward the house where everybody was waiting for them
« Because you’ve got a fire in your eyes » Jensen replied, dropping a kiss on his future-husband forehead
His mom almost had a heart attack when she saw him so dirty, and his dad was fuming with rage. But it didn’t matter, because Jensen wouldn’t stop smiling at him, encouraging him to walk through the alleys without shoes on.
The day Jared was given to Jensen as his husband, his omega, his property, was also the day Jared understood what freedom really was.
