J2 Fic. Broken 6A/6
Title: Broken
Authors: Blueeyedliz, Heatherofnight, Scarlettraven9
Summary: Jared was trying to escape the past by going away to college. With the help of his friend Chad and a hot waiter named Jensen, he might just be able to live again.
Word Count: 2,521 (part 6a)
Rating: NC/17 - bad language and violent scenes including implied non-con (although the violence is part of a back-story and only made referance to.)
Pairings: Jared/Jensen
Disclaimer: None of us own Jared or Jensen or any of the recognizable names used and no disrespect is intended. We just like to play, a lot.
Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5a, 5b
Jensen glances at his Tag Heuer watch. It was a graduation gift from his parents and it's the one expensive item he owns. It's not too ostentatious and it looks nice on his slim wrist. Something tells him that Jared will appreciate it.
Assuming that Jared and Chad show up. They're ten minutes late and Jensen reminds himself that Jared's had a traumatic time of it lately and as long as he shows up, Jensen doesn't care what time it is.
Sandy checks her lipstick in the compact mirror before stuffing it in her purse and crossing her arms. Sandy strives for punctuality in all things and the fact that Chad is late doesn't bode well for him.
The door opens and the object of his affection strolls inside behind Chad. Both men look sheepish and there's a rather convoluted story that involves Jared's wallet and his coat and Jensen realizes that his date isn't wearing the dull, black trench and it's the first time Jensen has ever seen him without it.
Jared looks amazing without it. The navy shirt not only brings out his lovely eyes but it calls attention to the wide shoulders and small waist. Jensen wants to rush over and hug him but Jared's a little shy, his eyes drifting down to the floor.
Jensen stands up and ushers Jared into the booth, placing him against the window. It gives Jensen a chance to brush his hand against the small of Jared's back and he inhales the scent that's uniquely Jared.
Chad and Sandy are recreating a duel, both standing there with arms crossed, neither one willing to slide in to the booth first. Jensen's not sure what it'll signify if someone sits down first and he turns bewildered eyes on Jared, hoping for a clue. The dark haired man is equally baffled, his right eyebrow quirking up and Jensen wants badly to kiss him right there - he's got a kink for lifting the eyebrow, he thinks it's so damn sexy, and it's just one more thing in a long list of things that reinforce how important it is to wait for Jared.
When they do get together, and there's not much doubt in Jensen's mind that it's a when and not an if, they're going to be dynamite.
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What was going to be a simple coffee quickly becomes a full blown dinner date when they find themselves hungrily eyeing the menu, with the musical accompaniment of Chad’s rumbling stomach. The afternoon passes pleasantly enough, although Jensen finds himself struggling to fully enjoy himself with Chad and Sandy sitting directly across the table from him. It’s not that he dislikes either of them, not in the slightest, not even Chad. It’s more because of the fact that somewhere between their order being placed and their food actually arriving, Sandy and Chad formed a peace treaty.
Throughout their entire main course, Sandy is wearing the biggest Cheshire Cat grin as Chad slowly rolls his tongue around the outer curve of her earlobe and quite honestly, that type of mentally traumatising image is enough to have Jensen poking at his meat loaf with something far south of enthusiasm.
Jensen isn’t too perturbed over his ‘lovesick Chad induced’ loss of appetite because Jared seems relaxed this afternoon and that is important to Jensen, enormously. There’s no tension evident in Jared’s lean frame and when Jensen’s fingers sweep up to move an errant curl of hair behind Jared’s ear he detects with satisfaction a soft sweet smile which lights Jared’s face at the gesture.
Jensen wants to touch Jared so badly it hurts. He wants everything where Jared is concerned but Jensen made the decision before even leaving his apartment this afternoon that he would leave it to Jared to dictate the pace of their blossoming relationship. The last thing in the world Jensen wants to do is put pressure on Jared but that doesn’t mean that he finds holding back easy.
With empty ice cream dishes in front of them, Chad and Sandy graduate swiftly from heavy petting and move in for the kill. Jared shifts in his seat and Jensen finds the floor of extreme interest as the make-out session to end all make-out sessions drags on for several painfully long minutes. When Chad finally finds it necessary to come up for air, Jared meets his friend’s gaze and gives him a none-to-subtle wink. A signal which Sandy catches sight of and which causes an instant blush to spread across her already flushed cheeks like wild-fire.
“Oh, I’m sorry. We’ve practically been ignoring you this whole time.” Sandy flusters, reaching into her handbag to quickly reapply her lipstick with all the aplomb of someone with plenty of past experience.
“Hell, don’t apologize. This place doesn’t usually provide a floor show for their customers.” Jensen glowers although there’s nothing but fondness in his tone and laughter creasing the corners of his eyes.
“Whatever. We going to catch a movie or you wanna rag on us some more?” Chad is grinning manically, seemingly unable to do anything else with his face right now.
Jensen flinches inwardly, the thought of spending more time in the presence of Mr and Mrs Hot & Heavy isn’t enticing and he’s about ready to reluctantly nod in agreement when Jared starts nudging at him to get up out of the booth. “You’d better go on without us. Jensen has something he wants to show me, so we’re going to head over to his place.”
Jensen is stunned into slack-jawed silence for a beat because this totally unexpected turn of events seems to have them running at a much faster pace than he was anticipating. “Yeah.” Jensen agrees, standing up. “I’ve got this new...house plant.”
“He’s been on about it for ages.” Jared adds over-eagerly, making a move towards the diner entrance with Jensen hot on his heels.
“It’s amazing...it has leaves and everything.” Jensen finishes, lifting a hand to his forehead to tip an imaginary hat. He all but scampers outside after Jared and lets the door swing closed on Chad and Sandy exchanging baffled yet amused looks.
They make it half-way down the block before breaking into fits of loud laughter.
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Jensen’s place is only a short walk from the college campus. His apartment is small but uncluttered and the bookshelves hold a selection of framed photographs which grab Jared’s full attention as he stands and stares, absorbing the shots of Jensen hugging his mom and a fresh faced Jensen, dressed in scarlet graduation robes. As well as the photographs, the shelves are bowing in the middle with the sheer weight of Jensen’s book collection. “The Iliad?”
“I’m not making a career out of working at the diner; I do actually attend some of the classes I’m taking.” Jensen doesn’t look up as he kicks off his shoes and then pads barefoot across the carpet towards Jared.
“I didn’t mean...there’s just so much I don’t know about you.” Jared stutters, feeling like he’s unintentionally said something terrible. “But I want to learn.”
Jared starts to turn towards Jensen but then hesitates. He stands still and uncertain and it feels to Jensen like a lifetime passes in that moment before Jared breaks out of whatever spell he’s under and leans in, pushing his lips against Jensen’s own. Jensen manages a soft “oh...” before he sinks into the kiss and the book slips from Jared’s hand unnoticed as they lower themselves down onto the floor.
Jared’s tongue glides past Jensen’s teeth, slowly working its way around, exploring the inside of Jensen’s mouth. It’s deep, dark, hot, wet and every bit as good as Jared had known it would be. Fireworks explode in Jared’s brain and for a spilt-second his vision goes completely white. His chest feels like it’s in a vice which squeezes tightly but instead of causing pain it sends out shockwaves of pleasure which rip through his body making the ends of his fingers and toes tingle. His dick twitches with anticipation and starts to strain against the zipper on his pants.
He feels like he’s going to burst as he fights to control the pure hungry need which is thrumming through his entire body. He doesn’t realize he’s trembling until Jensen wraps an arm around his shoulders, slowly guides Jared down so that he’s laying flat on his back with Jensen on top of him.
Jensen tugs at the buttons on Jared’s shirt and Jared feels a fleeting rush of panic at the thought of being topless but it’s gone as quickly as it came when he reminds himself that he has nothing to hide anymore. There’s nothing standing between him and Jensen now, not scars or lies or secrets. Everything is out in the open. Jared sits up, making it easier for Jensen to pull his shirt off. Jared is wearing a white t-shirt underneath his shirt which Jensen makes short work of trying to remove. It gets stuck around Jared’s head and he hears Jensen start to laugh. “We are so incredible smooth at this.” Jared mumbles out from somewhere deep inside the tangled folds.
“Faultless is the word I think you’re looking for.” Jensen grins as Jared’s head finally pops free, leaving Jared with hair which perfectly recreates that just been pulled backwards through a hedgerow look.
They both laugh again, it’s easy and comfortable and they squish their mouths together in another kiss. Jensen bites at Jared’s bottom lip and Jared swallows back a moan as Jensen’s fingers move to his belt buckle. But then Jensen stops, gets up and walks out of the room. Jared looks down at his half unfastened belt and then at the door, wonders what the hell? But before he gets a chance to actually say it, Jensen is back, carrying a tray laden with some food and a drink.
Jared eyeballs him like he’s crazy. “You don’t have to wait on me; you’re not at work. Erm...unless you’re into that kinda thing?” Jared asks nervously, suddenly struck by the thought of being dragged into some sort of kinky master and servant relationship where he is expected to strut around in a bathrobe pulling a naked Jensen behind him on a choke-chain. Not that he’s ever done anything even remotely like that before but he’s heard stories-from Chad-and has surfed the internet, maybe stumbled across a few ‘interesting’ websites.
Jensen rolls his eyes and sets the tray down on the floor between them. “Don’t get used to this or anything. I just thought...” he waves a hand over the tray like he’s performing a conjuring trick, “this might be nice.”
Jared looks at the food, really looks and sighs happily. There’s a bowl of fresh strawberries, ripe and juicy and what looks like a dish filled with chocolate dipping sauce and to drink there’s not beer, or coffee but what smells exactly like a chocolate milkshake, served in a tall glass with a...straw. Jensen shrugs innocently, “okay, so maybe I find watching you drink through a straw unbelievably hot.”
Jared snorts and then picks up the glass, wraps his lips around the straw suggestively and takes a drink, drawing so hard on the straw that his cheeks are sucked right in-making him look more than a little ridiculous. Jensen jabs him in the arm and groans. “Don’t mock my fantasies, man.”
Jared smiles, grips the straw between his long fingers and takes another drink. He keeps his eyes locked on Jensen who watches, running his tongue along his teeth like he’s trying to count them that way. Unable to contain himself any longer, Jensen pulls the glass out of Jared’s hands so that he can push Jared back down again.
Jensen reaches for a strawberry, bites into it and then rubs the remaining half across Jared’s lips, lightly coating them in sweet strawberry goo. He licks at Jared’s lips and uses his tongue to chase a thin trickle of juice which is escaping down Jared’s chin until Jared is fairly certain that if they don’t fuck, like right now, he’s going to pass out from pleasure-overload before they even get to the really fun stuff.
Jared lifts his head and softly bites the length of Jensen’s neck, along his collarbone and breathes in a faint scent of fresh woody aftershave and for the first time in years he feels alive. As he continues his assault on Jensen's neck, his fingers start working on his new lover's shirt. He finds that his hands are still trembling a bit and curses as they get caught on the second button.
"Damn it." Jared pulls away feeling a surge of inadequateness. As he looks up at Jensen, he can tell the older man is confused.
"What's wrong Jared? We can stop, really no pressure." Jensen's voice is full of compassion.
Jared takes a deep breath and speaks. "I've just never done this before, so I'm nervous."
Jensen smiles. "First times are rough even under the best circumstances, and with your past, we'll just take this slow. No pressure, okay?"
Jared feels a bit better and returns Jensen's smile. "Okay, so I think I broke our rhythm."
Jensen shakes his head. "No, you just slowed it down, and that's great. Slow is good, my first time was so rushed that I blew my wad before I even got my pants off. My lover wasn't impressed."
Jared can’t help but laugh. "Chad too, with his first chick. Okay, so slow is good?"
"Slow is very good. I'll get this party started again." Jensen stands and winks. "Just sit back and enjoy the show."
Jared is puzzled as to what Jensen has in mind and has to smile when his lover turns on some music. Pour Some Sugar on Me, comes out of the speakers and Jared struggles to keep from laughing as Jensen begins to strip in front of him.
As Jensen whips his jeans at Jared, the younger man looses his composure. He so loves Jensen for lightening the mood and making their first time not so daunting.
"Jared, this is sexy not funny!" Jensen pouts and then shuts the music off. As his lover approaches he holds a hand out. Jared takes his hand and finds himself being led to the bedroom.
"Gonna show me your bedroom?" Jared asks nervously, taking a deep breath.
"Yep, 'cause a man's first time shouldn't be on the floor. This needs to be special. I want to make you feel good Jared, make you forget everything but tonight."
"S-Sounds good." Jared stutters out as they approach the bed.
"Yeah, it will be, promise baby. I need to grab some supplies out of the bathroom, why don't you strip off the rest of your clothes and lay down?" Jensen winks and leaves Jared alone.
Jared slowly strips down to his boxers and then pauses. Should he get totally nude? It’s a scary idea but Jared so wants to take his life back, so taking a calming breath, he shucks his boxers off and slowly lies down on the bed.
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Because LJ hates long chapters, please click here to read Part 6B.