Smoke & Lightning: City Of Angels (12/?)
Title: Smoke & Lightning : City Of Angels (12/?)
Authors: eviltwin and bloody_adorable
Fandoms: Supernatural RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen Ackles / Jared Padalecki.
Wordcount: 2,823
Rating: Adult.
Summary: Jared makes a decision that could change their lives.
Disclaimer: None of the following is true in any way, and no profit is made from this work of fiction.
Notes: Hey, so. This is a shorter chapter than usual, I know, and I'm sorry. I haven't been very well at all, I'm still not, but hopefully you will like this anyway. And I promise you that the next chapter will be longer. To make up for the shortness of this, there's also a manipulation (that I was going to save until Sunday) at the bottom of the chapter.
MASTER POST
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jensen had gone to bed knowing that, when he woke up, Jared would be there with him. Knowing that he would have three or four hours to kill before work and that Jared could stay and kill that time with him since he had the day off from the bike shop. He'd thought that he might get woken up slowly, by Jared kissing his face and pressing against him insistently, patiently waiting for him to come to so that they could make good use of the time.
Instead he woke with a start, Maya's paws planted firmly on his chest and her nose sniffing at his ear, with Jared nowhere to be seen. He pushed Maya off, told her to go lay down, and then threw back the covers. He needed to use the bathroom and then he needed coffee, in that order. Maya followed him into the kitchen after he'd relieved himself and sat by the fridge door like she was hoping for something. He threw her a biscuit from the tub of treats they kept on top of the fridge and then set the coffee going. He started when the apartment door opened loudly and suddenly, nearly dropping the milk.
Jared appeared moments later, stopping at the door and grinning in. Jensen was still in wrinkled blue boxer shorts, his hair still sticking up from where it had been squashed against the pillow, and he felt half-asleep. Jared, however, looked like he'd dressed for a photo-shoot. Jensen eyed his jeans, wondering if they were new. Or maybe he was just too sleepy to recognize them.
"What're you doing up?" Jared asked, coming into the kitchen and resting the bag in his arms on the table.
"I needed coffee. Where've you been?"
"I brought breakfast. In bed. You're meant to be in bed."
Jensen chuckled, reaching up and cupping Jared's jaw. He kissed him, teasing. "Aw, were you going to surprise me?"
"Yes, actually. You want to get your ass back in the bedroom so I can bring you this?"
"Will you bring my coffee through?"
Jared nodded, kissed him again, and Jensen heard him telling Maya to move her butt as he headed back to the bedroom. Maya joined him seconds later, jumping up onto the end of the bed as he slid back under the sheets. She crawled up on her belly and he laughed at her, reaching out and scruffing the fur behind her ears.
"Okay, that's enough. You need to get out of Daddy's spot before he comes back."
She whuffed at him, but obeyed and went to lay in front of the closet, her back to the two doors and her head resting on her paws. It was another few minutes before Jared joined him, but Jensen figured it was worth the wait when he saw what was on the tray he brought in with him. There were two mugs of coffee, two glasses of orange juice, a few pieces of fruit and some hot croissants that Jensen knew were from the bakery a few blocks over, dripping with butter. Jared passed him one of each drink to put on his nightstand, did the same with his own so that there was less chance of them spilling.
"God, this looks amazing."
Jared then shoved the tray onto the bed and then yanked his jeans back down his legs, threw his shirt on the floor. He joined Jensen under the covers, balancing the tray across both their legs as they started to eat.
"So what did I do to deserve this?" Jensen asked after a short while, licking flakes of croissant from his fingers.
"You have to do something for me to buy you breakfast?"
"Oh...wait. Is it for something I'm going to do?"
Jared laughed. "You catch on quick, doctor. Chris'll be here in a few days. I think we need to have a whole lot of sex before then, so that we don't have to do it too much while he's here and make him all jealous."
"So thoughtful, really. He'll be on the couch, like before. I'm sure he won't hear us or even care if he does."
"Oh, I know. But it's as good an excuse as any, right?"
Jensen put the plate on the nightstand at his side of the bed and turned, reaching an arm around Jared's neck and pulling him sideways so that he could nip and lick at his skin. "You don't need an excuse, ever," he told him, breathing in deep.
"Mm, finish your breakfast first. The girl down at Oscar's put a lot of effort into those croissants."
Jensen rolled his eyes, reached behind him and grabbed the last one from the plate. He brought his hand up and shoved it into Jared's mouth, laughing when the other man stared at him in disbelief. "There," he said, trying to calm down. "Now they're all gone."
Jared tore half the croissant from his mouth, spoke with his mouth full. "You're fucking insatiable," he said, spraying crumbs. Jensen didn't argue, he just moved to straddle Jared's body, bending down and running his tongue down the center of the man's chest. Jared moaned, his hips came up off the mattress, and he shoved the last of the pastry into his mouth. Jensen kissed his stomach, dipped his tongue into Jared's navel and then flattened the dark hairs that led a path beneath the shorts he wore. He closed his mouth over the bulge of Jared's cock through the cotton and Jared's legs opened wider around him as he moaned.
Jensen slipped his hand under one leg of the shorts, squeezed at Jared's balls as he kept nuzzling against his cock.
"An insatiable tease," Jared corrected. Jensen lifted his head and grinned up at him, sliding his hand in further.
"You love it."
"I love you."
"Let's lose the shorts," Jensen suggested.
"Gladly."
They both stripped down, moved everything off the bed so that nothing could be spilled or get on the covers. Maya seemed to know what was coming and had already left the room, which amused them both. Amusement gave way to need, though, and they were soon tangled up in sheets and each other, Jensen looking down at Jared with both palms against the man's chest, steadying him as he rode Jared's dick. He ducked down a few times to kiss him, made Jared lose his stroke once until they switched positions, Jensen on his back and Jared pushing into him, his legs up around Jared's broad shoulders. He stroked Jensen throughout, thumbing the crown of his cock with every push.
Cursing as he came, Jensen pulled Jared down hard against him, shifting his body enough that Jared could get further in. It didn't take long before Jared came too, his muscles relaxing as he mouthed at Jensen's neck, licked at the sweat there.
"Fuck," Jared said, his voice hoarse.
"Yeah," Jensen agreed, just as raspy. They stayed as they were, Jared only moving to pull out, and waited until their heart rates had calmed before they thought about getting up again. They showered together, stumbled back to the bedroom naked and dripping, kissing along the way. Jensen was dry and dressed first and he dropped a kiss on Jared's mouth and told him he was going to go fetch the mail.
"You want another coffee?"
"Twist my arm," Jensen shot back, and headed for the door. Maya followed him downstairs and sat with him while he unlocked their mailbox and took everything out of it. He petted her as she came back up with him and stood back to let her into the apartment first. She made a beeline for Jared in the kitchen, sniffing at his ankles as he poured out two more coffees and added milk and sugar. He brought them to Jensen on the couch and sat down next to him.
"What'd we get? Bills, bills and more bills?"
"Not all of them are bills," Jensen told him, flicking through the envelopes. "Just most." There were two bills - credit card and phone - along with a letter offering them cheaper internet which Jensen tossed to one side, and a handwritten letter that was addressed to Dr. Ackles. He opened it up and Jared pulled him in to lean against him as he read through it. He knew Jared was reading it over his shoulder from the noises he made. It was an invitation to a conference in Miami, due to take place just after Holly's Easter visit. The letter mentioned that he'd been recommended for the conference by the chief of staff from his current hospital, as well as by Dr Ballantine, back in Texas.
"Wow," Jared said, after a few moments. "You're really making a name for yourself, huh?"
"Hmm. Or maybe they just think it'll be helpful for me. I wrote a study on this once. I guess Ballantine remembered that."
"Three days, all expenses paid. Shame you don't get to take your boyfriend."
"You can come too, if you want. Book some vacation time."
"I don't think so. It's right after Holly comes to stay with us. Asking for three more days might be pushing it. It's okay. I'm sure Maya and I can cope without you for three whole days." Jared kissed the side of his head and Jensen settled in some more against him, humming in agreement. He didn't doubt that they could cope and Jared wasn't the type to get into trouble as much as he used to be.
"Hey, you know what? Holly's visit could be like a practice run. Y'know, if we ever do adopt or whatever. I mean, if we can cope with looking after your little sister for a week, just the two of us, then-"
"It'd be different if the kid was ours," Jared interrupted. "We'd have more to think about than we will with Holly. Holly being here is a vacation for all of us. We'll be spoiling her rotten and you know it. I don't want to spoil our kid. If we have one. We'd be doing school runs and packed lunches and baseball games on Saturdays..."
Jensen turned his head slightly, looking up at Jared. "Have you actually been thinking about this?" he asked, happily.
"You keep mentioning it, it's difficult not to think about it," Jared retorted, although there was no heat in it. "Maybe we should make an appointment with Social Services. Just... You know. Ask. Show some interest."
Now Jensen lifted his head completely, twisting his body and staring at Jared. "Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I love you. That's like..it's not like how I thought 'man, I love this kid', back when we first met, you know? It's like, 'I love him, I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I want everything that he wants and I'll do whatever I need to do to make sure that he gets it.' And don't ask me why, but I just figured that one out just now. In bed."
Jensen's heart was pounding now, so hard that he was sure Jared would feel it. He kept quiet, just slid one hand over Jared's chest and rested it there.
"Man, I didn't think I'd be saying these things. But everything that's happened, I just... I know that we should do this. You'd make an awesome father, I know it. And me, I can learn."
Unable to help himself any longer, Jensen moved and pressed his lips hard to Jared's, opening his mouth when Jared's tongue came to join his. They kissed for a minute, Jared pulling Jensen into his lap. When they parted, Jensen was still smiling. "I love you too," he said, knocking his head gently against the other man's. "And you don't need to learn. You're already amazing."
"I know," Jared said. "I just said that so you felt special."
Jensen laughed, resting his head against Jared's chest to muffle it. "You're a dick."
"Maybe a little." Jared kissed his hair. "You really think I'd make a good father?"
"I think that no matter what you set your mind to doing, you have a golden touch. So yeah."
"Huh," Jared said, clearly surprised at the compliment. He hugged Jensen a little tighter. "Thanks."
The rest of the day seemed to fly by. Jensen was in a good mood and his patients picked up on it, smiling and seeming a lot happier themselves. Sam told him it was good to see him looking this happy. He just ducked his head and blushed and she told him he was cute.
"Must be something to do with your man," she noted. "He's the only one that seems capable of making you embarrassed any more."
"I'm not embarrassed," he insisted. "Just... I'm good."
"Are you going to share the happy news? C'mon, something must have happened."
"Nothing's happened yet," he told her. "But at least we're a step closer."
Jared had suggested that they call and make an appointment to go and see someone at some point soon. He knew it was a long process, they both did, but maybe if they got the ball rolling now they'd have a better shot once things had settled down. He figured that after Holly's stay with them they'd be in a position where they'd be able to think about getting Jared set up with his business. He didn't want to leave the bar, but now he'd been made manager, he told Jensen, there was a chance he could balance both out pretty well. He wouldn't have to work behind the bar all the time, every night, and he could close his bike shop on Sundays and Mondays, giving him time to catch up if he needed it.
In theory, Jensen agreed, they were good plans. Jared talking about them made him feel more confident that they could come through. Jared talking about them at all was amazing. He just hoped that they could make it.
Jensen's shift finished in the small hours of the following morning and he grabbed a coffee with Jack Devereaux before heading home on his bike. For once his shift times seemed to coincide with Jared's and the other man was still awake when he unlocked the apartment door and went in. He was sprawled on the couch, a beer in front of him on the table and Maya at his feet. The TV was on, but the sound was turned down low.
Jensen leaned over the back of the couch once he had his leathers off, and Jared turned his head to accept the kiss he was given. "How was your day?" he asked, as Jensen came around to sit beside him. He threw an arm around him and pulled him close. "Anybody give you any trouble?"
"Nope. I had a good shift. Matty opened up a bit more, we talked about all kinds of things. He's a bright kid. Recovering well, too. And I got a couple of new patients today. Short stays, but they're good kids. How was yours?"
"Same old, same old. Being manager is pretty sweet, though. I get to boss those scary bartenders around and they have to listen now."
"Just don't make enemies out of anyone."
Jared chuckled. "Believe me, I have more than enough of those. Nah, they don't mind it. It's not like I let them do everything. We weren't very busy anyway. It's not the weekend yet so we just had the regular crowd in. Not too much trouble."
"Well, I would hope not. That's why you're there, after all."
"I did get talking to this guy about tattoos, though. He had this great full sleeve and I asked him where he'd had it done. Was that place you went to when you were here with Lang called California Branded?"
"I don't think so."
"Well, that's where this guy got his done. He gave me the address. I think we should go check it out."
"Do you have any skin left to tattoo?"
Jared grinned. "You know I do. But maybe I feel like treating you to a new piece." He slid his hand underneath Jensen's scrubs top, and stroked his chest. "You definitely have the room."
"Mm. Let me think about it. I'd need enough time to get it done, and some idea of what I want."
"Plenty of time to think about it. This place isn't going anywhere. From what I hear, their business has never been better." He turned then, his hand skimming downward, and kissed Jensen as he gripped at his crotch through his pants. Jensen pushed him off gently, catching his breath.
"Hey, easy stud. Let's move this to the bedroom, huh?"
"I told you, we have a lot of sex to fit in before Chris arrives."
"I remember. Three days and counting."
"So let's make every minute count."
NEXT
Title: Holding On
Manipulation Artist: eviltwin
Subject: Jared/Jensen
Rating: ...PG?
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