J2 Big Bang Gone In An Instant (Or Here Til The Bitter End) Jared/Jensen NC-17 Chapter 2/13
Link to Chapter 1 and Notes
A pair of sad brown eyes watched Jared as he dried himself off from the shower. He tried to ignore the pouting and whimpering but it finally became too much. “I know buddy, I know I promised we’d go to the park but I can’t. Daddy has to go to…a meeting. Yeah, Daddy has a meeting and…”
“He’s too fucking lame to just tell his dog he’s going to a party,” Chad’s voice cut into Jared’s attempt at mollifying his dog’s guilt trip at leaving him home alone on a Friday night. When Jared flashed his best friend daggers in his gaze, Chad shrugged and swiped for Jared’s cologne. “What? You telling me you aren’t justifying your social life to your mutt?”
With a smack to the back of Chad’s head and a supportive bark from Tank, Jared led them both out of the bedroom. He felt bad closing the door on Tank but knew he’d be okay for the night. “Fuck you,” Jared said without heat. “You’re the mutt.”
“Your face is the mutt,” Chad muttered as he slipped on his coat. “Are we ready to go? I need to get my drink on.”
Jared couldn’t help but agree, he was in dire need of a night out. No assignments, no class work, nothing for the next few days before it all started again and he had to buckle down on the term project that would take up the majority of his grade. They were going to a friend of someone’s birthday party. Jared didn’t exactly know whose birthday it was or who it was that knew them, but just that it was at one of the frat houses on Greek Row. Not a scene that Jared usually hung out with, but he would never deny that a good party could happen anywhere and so he and Chad had told the girls they’d meet them there.
Just as they pulled up to the house, Jared saw Genevieve, Sandy and Sophia standing around waiting for them. Chad headed directly to Sophia, greeting his girlfriend with a long, involved kiss while the other three rolled their eyes and headed in. With Sandy on one side and Gen on the other, Jared thread their arms together and braced himself for an interesting evening ahead.
They had been at the party for almost an hour when Jared watched Sandy perk up. She started to run her fingers through her hair nervously and check her makeup in the camera of her iPhone.
“Uh, San,” Jared said with a snicker, “what are you doing?” He was on his third red solo cup of beer and felt pleasantly warm. He saw her eyes widen and turned to look at what she was staring at. It was then that he recognized a few of the guys from the Frisbee game that they’d played a week earlier, the one where they played Jensen’s team.
“They came,” Sandy whispered. She seemed to hold her breath for a moment before panicking. “Oh my god, they came. “
Genevieve met Jared’s gaze and they both laughed before comforting their friend. They hadn’t seen Sophia or Chad since they’d arrived and Jared could only assume they’d found an empty closet somewhere to have sex.
“Honey, you invited them, why are you surprised they showed up?” Genevieve asked. Jared watched as the red head who had been all over Jensen at the match entered the room. Before he could wonder if Jensen would be there too, the man himself stepped in through the threshold and leaned in to hear something the redhead was saying in his ear.
A jolt of jealousy startled Jared from where he had been staring and he turned his focus to his friend once again. “Wait, what?” he asked, as if just cluing into what Gen had said. “You invited them?”
Sandy looked up at Jared with wide eyes. She was biting her lip nervously and gave a subtle shrug, “I ran into Chris at the student centre the other day. We got to talking and he asked what I was up to this weekend. I said we were coming here and that maybe he should come. He said he might just do that.” Her eyes flickered to where Chris was drinking from a red cup while talking to the blonde from Jensen’s team. “I guess he did,” she whispered. “Oh my god, what am I going to do?”
“Well seeing that you invited him here, you’re going to march up over there, say hi and flirt until you can convince him to go back to the apartment and have wild, cowboy sex with you,” Gen said with a lick of her lips. Jared couldn’t help but stare at her as if she was a stranger. When she saw his expression she shook her head and laughed. “What Jared? You think she should hide over here all night? THAT’S why you can’t get laid, no balls.”
“I heard it was because of the small dick,” a voice said from behind them. When Jared turned to face the owner of the voice he paused upon seeing familiar red hair and a smirk he definitely recognized. Jared’s eyes narrowed as he regarded her suspiciously. “Danneel,” the redhead said with a wink and turned to face Sandy and Genevieve. “Girl, you need to come over here. If I have to listen to Chris whine and moan about having blue balls for any longer and how hot he is for you, I’m going to solve all problems concerning his balls and what colour they may or may not turn.”
Genevieve jumped up from the end of the couch that she’d perched herself on and grabbed Sandy’s hand. “Good, let’s do this, if one of them isn’t walking funny tomorrow then we’ve definitely failed on our god given mission tonight.”
Jared could only watch in horrified silence as Danneel and Genevieve linked arms with Sandy and practically dragged her over to where Chris was standing. It didn’t take long for the two to be tucked up in a corner, talking closely and hanging on to every word the other was saying. He was getting a fresh beer when he finally had a chance to speak to Jensen.
“Jared, I didn’t realize you were here,” Jensen said with a warm smile. His eyes looked glassy and his cheeks were flushed, a sure sign he’d been drinking. If Jared had thought he was beautiful before, that didn’t hold a candle to how he looked tonight. Relaxed, dressed comfortably in a long sleeved button up shirt and tight fitting jeans that held every muscle and curve to perfection.
“Yeah, someone from one of Sandy’s labs I think…it’s her birthday so we were all dragged out,” Jared stuttered trying not to be mesmerized by Jensen’s mouth as he spoke.
“Sandy,” Jensen closed his eyes and looked like he was trying to think. “The chick that Chris is hot for? From your Frisbee team?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool.”
A few people pushed between them to step up for more beer, jostling Jensen away from him. Jared wanted to pull him back in, to regain that initial closeness but Jensen hadn’t seemed to get that memo. He was filling up two cups, concentrating hard on the task before him.
“So, how have you been?” Jared asked in hopes of prolonging the conversation. He blushed as Jensen looked up at him and flashed a flirty smile.
“Good, busy. Haven’t seen you at the park.”
“I’ve been going late hours. Usually in the middle of the night when I need a breather from school work…” Just as he was about to say more something seemed to distract Jensen. Turning around, Jared saw Danneel across the room, motioning to Jensen as if to ask what was taking him so long. The familiar rush of jealousy rose as Jensen flashed him an apologetic smile. Jared turned his back to the redhead, as if willing her to disappear.
“Sorry, she’s waiting for her beer… I should…” Jensen mumbled as he ducked his head down.
“Maybe we can catch up a little later?” He hated the twinge of hope he heard in his voice. Jared definitely knew how to fall for the straight ones. Or at least the bi-curious one because he could see a hint of interest in Jensen’s eyes, it was only when Danneel seemed to show up that Jensen backed off.
“Uhhh, maybe. Night Jared,” Jensen rushed across the room to where Danneel was waiting. Jared downed the entire cup he had in his hand and poured himself another before moving out to the back porch where a group of people he knew were sitting and engaged in an epic, age old battle of Star Wars vs. Star Trek. He nodded at Aldis, a friend and currently the lead debater of the argument as he slouched down in a lawn chair to mope.
Jared vaguely heard arguments like The Shat and Leonard Nimoy’s chemistry and the joke that was Jar Jar Binks, to Uhura vs. Leia, but most of his attention was focused on Jensen and the brief conversations that they had been afforded. He barely even saw Genevieve before she sat herself down on his lap.
“Why are you sulking, Princess?” she asked with a kiss to his nose.
“I’m not sulking.” The retort was lame even to his own ears.
“Right, you’re voluntarily sitting here, listening to the battle of which homoerotic space journey is better
than the other,” she said just as a chorus of arguments were being hurled at her, Genevieve flashed them all her middle finger. “Fuck you all. Everyone knows that Kirk and Spock were much hotter and probably had way better sex than Han and Luke. Throw Bones into the equation and it blows the roof off of anything Star Wars could even compare to.” She high fived Aldis before turning her attention back to Jared. He watched as a whole new argument was borne from Gen’s outburst and couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You just started a war,” he said proudly. Genevieve nodded.
“In more than one language probably.”
They were silent for a few moments before Jared broke and started talking. They both knew he would, it was just a matter of time before he did. “I keep trying to start conversations, or at least continue them but…”
“Jensen?”
Jared nodded. “And I thought we were getting somewhere…”
Genevieve started to laugh, more at Jared than with him. “What? With him thinking you’ve got a small dick? In what world is that getting somewhere?”
Jared flashed a smile and shrugged. “It was a starting point. You think I have a small dick? Why don’t you see for yourself and let me know what you think… It was a perfect plan.”
“Except…”
He couldn’t stop the frown from replacing his smile. “I don’t think he wants to see for himself.”
Genevieve clucked her tongue sympathetically as she ran her fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry Jare-Bear. Maybe you’re reading it wrong? Maybe he does but he’s too shy? I mean, who wouldn’t want to see your dick?”
“Maybe?” Jared was not convinced. They sat together until Genevieve’s glass ran out and she got up to get them refills. He promised he’d still be in his chair when she returned and would keep her spot warm. Watching her go he couldn’t help but be glad that he had her to keep him company tonight while he was maudlin and drunk.
Genevieve kept an eye on Jared until she ducked into the house. She didn’t want him following her for what she was planning on doing before getting beer. In search of Jensen, she quickly glanced through each room she passed until she spotted him. It was then that she realized Jared might not have been overreacting for once. Jensen was sitting on a couch with Danneel practically curled up in his lap. From how close they were sitting and how their faces were pressed together she wondered if she should approach. Just as she was about to turn around, Danneel caught her attention and waved her over.
“Gen, come on over,” Danneel called. “We were just having a disagreement; I need you to settle it.”
“Danni,” Jensen said with obvious embarrassment. “We don’t need her to settle it.”
“We do, shut up Jen.” Danneel patted the couch beside her and Jensen and beckoned Genevieve to sit. “Now we were just talking about my breasts.”
Genevieve’s eyes widened while Jensen covered his. “Okay…”
“And…yours actually. I think yours are much nicer than mine and Jensen assures me he likes mine best. Now that you’re here, we can do a side by side comparison.”
Genevieve looked down at her own chest before glancing at Danneel’s, which was popping out in her black, low cut, v-neck tee shirt. “I have to go with Jensen on this one, you win. Hands down.”
Danneel looked like she was studying Genevieve’s chest while Jensen wanted to die. Gen couldn’t help but find him endearing, despite the fact that Jared’s heart would break when he found out that Jensen was in fact straight.
“I don’t know,” Danneel said seriously. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not gay, but damn, the things I’d do to that chest.”
“DANNI,” Jensen screamed in surprise. He gave Genevieve an apologetic smile and shook his head. “Please.” But it was as if his best friend hadn’t even heard him.
“And your mouth…” Danneel stopped as if weighing out what she wanted to say. “Are you straight?”
“So far?” Genevieve answered, surprised with the turn in conversation.
“If you ever want to try it out, you know, the lesbian thing, I think I would be totally game. “
Genevieve nodded. “I’ll keep it in mind. Speaking of not gay…” She turned her attention onto Jensen whose eyes widened. “I can see why you keep dodging Jared.”
Jensen seemed too surprised to speak. Danneel however, was not.
“What are you talking about?”
“Jared. He keeps flirting with you and thought you were flirting back, but then you ran like a bat out of hell tonight when he was getting closer and tried to get you alone to talk. I thought it was because you were shy, but it’s because you’re straight. He’s right, right?”
“Who’s right?” Danneel asked, confused with the conversation. Her eyes were still on Genevieve’s chest which caused for Gen to blush and tuck her hair behind her ear nervously.
“Jared.”
“He’s not straight,” Danneel said at the same time Jensen sputtered out “I’m not straight.”
The conversation was getting too convoluted for Genevieve to follow, especially after how much she’d already drank. She had come over to find out if Jensen was attracted to Jared and instead, had been propositioned by Danneel who claimed to be straight and was told that Jensen wasn’t straight, despite being wound around Danneel to the point where they could barely be separated.
“You two could have fooled me.”
Danneel snorted and kissed Jensen full on the mouth.
“Not proving your case right now,” Genevieve didn’t deny she watched Danneel’s mouth curl around Jensen’s and her tongue lick playfully at full plush lips with a hunger she hadn’t expected.
The kissing pair pulled apart and looked at her with matching smiles on their faces.
“Did you feel anything Jensen?” Danneel asked sweetly. Jensen shook his head and gave a feeble shrug to Genevieve.
“Not even close.”
“And now?” Danneel pulled up her top showing her breasts which were barely covered by a skimpy bra she was wearing.
“Sorry.”
“Clear anything up?” Danneel asked.
“Ummm I guess?” Genevieve was still stuck on the picture of Danneel’s breasts, pushing against the lacy red material that held the milky white globes high and proud. She licked her lips and shook herself from her thoughts.
“Good, now go and tell your friend Jared that Jensen is dating retarded and wouldn’t know how to get laid if you drew him a map and gave him directions. And if you ever want to get a closer look at these,” Danneel lifted her shirt and pulled down one cup to show her nipple before flicking at it. “Call me. Anytime. Sandy can get it from Chris.”
How she walked away without tripping was beyond Genevieve. She was barely able to find her way back to where Jared was sitting, her breath was coming short and face flushed.
“Where’s the beer?” Jared asked, amused at the shocked look on Genevieve’s face. He watched her simply shake her head.
“I…I forgot.”
For a moment, Jared was concerned. “Is everything okay? What happened?”
“I found …Jensen and Danneel were inside. So I went over to talk to them.” She looked into Jared’s eyes and found herself blushing at the interaction that had just taken place.
“And? What did you say? What did THEY say?” Jared was curious as to what must have taken place to make Genevieve so speechless. Knowing her for two years, he knew for a fact almost nothing shocked her. “Are they together? Is Jensen sleeping with her?”
He felt relief when Genevieve responded. “No… they’re not, he doesn’t want to. But… The relief lasted only a moment.
“But?”
Jared watched Gen shake herself out of the daze she’d fallen into. “I think I want to.” He was confused.
“Want to what, sleep with Jensen?”
The confusion grew as she shook her head. “Sleep with Danneel.”
Jared would have laughed if she didn’t look so genuinely confused. “Okay, now you have to tell me everything, what happened?”
The scene played once again before her eyes and Geneveive’s eyelids fluttered shut as she sighed. “Danneel… asked if I would let her do whatever she wanted to my breasts, and my mouth. And then she kissed Jensen, but he said he wasn’t interested and she pulled up her top and showed off her tits..”
Jared watched, mystified, as Genevieve touched her lips and then her own breasts dreamily before her hand trailed down to the juncture between her legs. “And then she showed ME her tits and said if I wanted to give her a try I should call her.” Genevieve’s voice broke and she whimpered. Jared couldn’t help but freeze and pray she didn’t go any further on his lap.
“Uhhh, as much as I’m sure any other guy would enjoy this, could you please not masturbate on top of me.” The sound of feminine giggling and a masculine throat clearing caught his attention and Jared looked up to find Sandy and Chris beside them.
“As long as Sandy here doesn’t mind,” Chris said with a sexy grin, “you can masturbate on me any time.” Their attention focused on the short brunette who shrugged and winked at Genevieve. Chris caught the gesture and his grin grew more feral. “Maybe you both can take turns, I sure wouldn’t mind.”
Unable to withstand more of this conversation, Jared stood up, deposited Genevieve on the chair they had been sitting in and rubbed the cobwebs from his eyes. “As much as I’m hating this conversation, and believe me when I say I am, no one will be masturbating on anyone…” As the three friends in front of him looked disappointed, he shook his head. “Fine, no one will be masturbating on me and if you happen to do it amongst yourselves, I don’t want to hear about it.”
“But we can do it?” Sandy verified, eyeing Chris hungrily.
“Oh my god, I need new friends,” Jared yelped before making a hasty retreat in the house. He ran into Danneel and Jensen as he stepped through the double doors. “You, this is your fault,” he pointed an accusatory finger at Danneel whose shirt was skewed slightly and her lipstick smudged.
“Me?” Jensen squeaked in response to Jared’s accusation.
“No you. I don’t know what you said or did to Gen but you lesbian-ized my best friend.”
Danneel’s eyes narrowed as she poked a finger into Jared’s chest. “Is that a problem?”
“It kind of is, especially when it causes her to practically start masturbating on me.” Jared watched as Jensen’s face turned into a mask of disgust and Danneel’s sneer turned into a sultry leer.
“Really?”
“Really. Don’t ask me for details,” Jared stopped the redhead who looked like she was about to do just that. “It’s going to take a lot more alcohol than I’ve had tonight to forget it, I’m not looking to revisit those visual images.”
Making a quick exit, Danneel ran off into the direction that Jared pointed he’d last left Genevieve in. That left him alone with Jensen, who if Genevieve’s intel was correct, was NOT straight. Because if he didn’t want to fuck Danneel, a woman so hot she turned straight women gay, he had to be completely immune. Even Jared could admire her body and how much he probably would like to fuck her, if he were so inclined to fuck women. So lost in his own thoughts he missed what Jensen had said. “I’m sorry?”
“Oh,” Jensen gave a soft laugh and nodded in the direction Danneel had run off in. “I’ve never seen her like that…over a girl.”
“Gen too,” Jared agreed. “She is usually into tall, hot, big dudes. She’s never even mentioned wanting to experiment or fool around with girls.”
“Well, that’s one thing they have in common. Knowing Danni they’ll be fucking by the end of the week and then both on to some hetero dude to fuck them both while they fuck each other.”
“That guy will think he’d died and gone to heaven,” Jared agreed. He watched Jensen lick his lips nervously a few times before looking up at him. He patiently waited for Jensen to work out whatever battle was in his head. It was so low he couldn’t make it out, so he stepped in closer and ducked his head down. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.”
Their faces were close, almost close enough that Jared could feel Jensen’s breath on his cheek. He couldn’t stop the shiver that ran up his spine and throughout his entire body.
“I said,” Jensen said slightly louder, “They’re not the only one. Who like their men tall, hot and big.” Their eyes met as Jensen shared his secret. Jared moved to touch the freckles on the other man’s cheek, a cheek with skin so soft that Jared was mesmerized. Before his hand could make contact they were interrupted and a heated curse escaped.
“Fuck.” When he turned around, he was not expecting to see Sophia in front of him, her clothes askew and her makeup smeared all down her face. Initially he thought that she was all mussed up after sex but a deeper look into her eyes saw panic, and fear. “Soph? What’s wrong?” The two men broke apart and Jensen stepped back to let Sophia in.
“Jare…sorry…it’s...it’s Chad.”
Jared’s heart began to race and panic filled his own chest. “What happened? Oh my god, breathe honey.”
“We were having sex and everything was great but then we got into a fight and I got mad, Chad got more mad and he took off and went to drink and I thought he was going to come back and he didn’t and so I went looking for him and he was chugging right out of a fucking vase, someone’s flower vase and when he finished he was trying to prove what a man he is and someone dared him to do a keg stand and…”
Both Jensen and Jared groaned, able to figure out where this story was heading.
“And Jared I’m so sorry… I’m sorry but we have to go. I called an ambulance and it’s on its way…”
“AMBULANCE?” Jared hadn’t thought it would have been that serious. That Chad had fallen, puked all over himself and they had to take him home. Nothing serious enough as an ambulance. “WHAT THE FUCK DID HE DO?”
It was as if Sophia hadn’t even heard him, she kept on crying and babbling. “And we’re going to have to find someone else for Frisbee.”
“Fuck Frisbee,” Jared said. He flashed Jensen an apologetic frown, relieved when the other man nodded in understanding. “Take me to him,” he demanded of Sophia as they walked through the house. He heard the sirens in the distance, his previous buzz long forgotten. They approached Chad who was lying on the ground trying to assure someone, probably himself, that he was going to be okay and it was nothing but a scratch. He must have been extremely drunk because with one glance, Jared could see Chad’s arm bent at a very awkward angle, a sure sign of it being broken in at least one place. What felt like moments later, the paramedics were there and loading Chad up before Jared could find the rest of their friends. He fished his wallet out of his pocket and gave Sophia money. After asking the paramedics which hospital they were going to he advised Sophia to find whomever she could, call a cab and meet him at the hospital. He’d go with Chad to make sure everything was okay since he was clearly the most sober of the group.
As the sirens started to wail Chad passed out in the back of the ambulance, they started off for Victory Grace Hospital and Jared wondered what karma had against him and Jensen actually getting to have a real conversation and how the fuck he was going to explain to Chad’s parents what their son had gotten up to and how he’d broken their baby boy.
On To Chapter 3
Masterpost
A pair of sad brown eyes watched Jared as he dried himself off from the shower. He tried to ignore the pouting and whimpering but it finally became too much. “I know buddy, I know I promised we’d go to the park but I can’t. Daddy has to go to…a meeting. Yeah, Daddy has a meeting and…”
“He’s too fucking lame to just tell his dog he’s going to a party,” Chad’s voice cut into Jared’s attempt at mollifying his dog’s guilt trip at leaving him home alone on a Friday night. When Jared flashed his best friend daggers in his gaze, Chad shrugged and swiped for Jared’s cologne. “What? You telling me you aren’t justifying your social life to your mutt?”
With a smack to the back of Chad’s head and a supportive bark from Tank, Jared led them both out of the bedroom. He felt bad closing the door on Tank but knew he’d be okay for the night. “Fuck you,” Jared said without heat. “You’re the mutt.”
“Your face is the mutt,” Chad muttered as he slipped on his coat. “Are we ready to go? I need to get my drink on.”
Jared couldn’t help but agree, he was in dire need of a night out. No assignments, no class work, nothing for the next few days before it all started again and he had to buckle down on the term project that would take up the majority of his grade. They were going to a friend of someone’s birthday party. Jared didn’t exactly know whose birthday it was or who it was that knew them, but just that it was at one of the frat houses on Greek Row. Not a scene that Jared usually hung out with, but he would never deny that a good party could happen anywhere and so he and Chad had told the girls they’d meet them there.
Just as they pulled up to the house, Jared saw Genevieve, Sandy and Sophia standing around waiting for them. Chad headed directly to Sophia, greeting his girlfriend with a long, involved kiss while the other three rolled their eyes and headed in. With Sandy on one side and Gen on the other, Jared thread their arms together and braced himself for an interesting evening ahead.
They had been at the party for almost an hour when Jared watched Sandy perk up. She started to run her fingers through her hair nervously and check her makeup in the camera of her iPhone.
“Uh, San,” Jared said with a snicker, “what are you doing?” He was on his third red solo cup of beer and felt pleasantly warm. He saw her eyes widen and turned to look at what she was staring at. It was then that he recognized a few of the guys from the Frisbee game that they’d played a week earlier, the one where they played Jensen’s team.
“They came,” Sandy whispered. She seemed to hold her breath for a moment before panicking. “Oh my god, they came. “
Genevieve met Jared’s gaze and they both laughed before comforting their friend. They hadn’t seen Sophia or Chad since they’d arrived and Jared could only assume they’d found an empty closet somewhere to have sex.
“Honey, you invited them, why are you surprised they showed up?” Genevieve asked. Jared watched as the red head who had been all over Jensen at the match entered the room. Before he could wonder if Jensen would be there too, the man himself stepped in through the threshold and leaned in to hear something the redhead was saying in his ear.
A jolt of jealousy startled Jared from where he had been staring and he turned his focus to his friend once again. “Wait, what?” he asked, as if just cluing into what Gen had said. “You invited them?”
Sandy looked up at Jared with wide eyes. She was biting her lip nervously and gave a subtle shrug, “I ran into Chris at the student centre the other day. We got to talking and he asked what I was up to this weekend. I said we were coming here and that maybe he should come. He said he might just do that.” Her eyes flickered to where Chris was drinking from a red cup while talking to the blonde from Jensen’s team. “I guess he did,” she whispered. “Oh my god, what am I going to do?”
“Well seeing that you invited him here, you’re going to march up over there, say hi and flirt until you can convince him to go back to the apartment and have wild, cowboy sex with you,” Gen said with a lick of her lips. Jared couldn’t help but stare at her as if she was a stranger. When she saw his expression she shook her head and laughed. “What Jared? You think she should hide over here all night? THAT’S why you can’t get laid, no balls.”
“I heard it was because of the small dick,” a voice said from behind them. When Jared turned to face the owner of the voice he paused upon seeing familiar red hair and a smirk he definitely recognized. Jared’s eyes narrowed as he regarded her suspiciously. “Danneel,” the redhead said with a wink and turned to face Sandy and Genevieve. “Girl, you need to come over here. If I have to listen to Chris whine and moan about having blue balls for any longer and how hot he is for you, I’m going to solve all problems concerning his balls and what colour they may or may not turn.”
Genevieve jumped up from the end of the couch that she’d perched herself on and grabbed Sandy’s hand. “Good, let’s do this, if one of them isn’t walking funny tomorrow then we’ve definitely failed on our god given mission tonight.”
Jared could only watch in horrified silence as Danneel and Genevieve linked arms with Sandy and practically dragged her over to where Chris was standing. It didn’t take long for the two to be tucked up in a corner, talking closely and hanging on to every word the other was saying. He was getting a fresh beer when he finally had a chance to speak to Jensen.
“Jared, I didn’t realize you were here,” Jensen said with a warm smile. His eyes looked glassy and his cheeks were flushed, a sure sign he’d been drinking. If Jared had thought he was beautiful before, that didn’t hold a candle to how he looked tonight. Relaxed, dressed comfortably in a long sleeved button up shirt and tight fitting jeans that held every muscle and curve to perfection.
“Yeah, someone from one of Sandy’s labs I think…it’s her birthday so we were all dragged out,” Jared stuttered trying not to be mesmerized by Jensen’s mouth as he spoke.
“Sandy,” Jensen closed his eyes and looked like he was trying to think. “The chick that Chris is hot for? From your Frisbee team?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool.”
A few people pushed between them to step up for more beer, jostling Jensen away from him. Jared wanted to pull him back in, to regain that initial closeness but Jensen hadn’t seemed to get that memo. He was filling up two cups, concentrating hard on the task before him.
“So, how have you been?” Jared asked in hopes of prolonging the conversation. He blushed as Jensen looked up at him and flashed a flirty smile.
“Good, busy. Haven’t seen you at the park.”
“I’ve been going late hours. Usually in the middle of the night when I need a breather from school work…” Just as he was about to say more something seemed to distract Jensen. Turning around, Jared saw Danneel across the room, motioning to Jensen as if to ask what was taking him so long. The familiar rush of jealousy rose as Jensen flashed him an apologetic smile. Jared turned his back to the redhead, as if willing her to disappear.
“Sorry, she’s waiting for her beer… I should…” Jensen mumbled as he ducked his head down.
“Maybe we can catch up a little later?” He hated the twinge of hope he heard in his voice. Jared definitely knew how to fall for the straight ones. Or at least the bi-curious one because he could see a hint of interest in Jensen’s eyes, it was only when Danneel seemed to show up that Jensen backed off.
“Uhhh, maybe. Night Jared,” Jensen rushed across the room to where Danneel was waiting. Jared downed the entire cup he had in his hand and poured himself another before moving out to the back porch where a group of people he knew were sitting and engaged in an epic, age old battle of Star Wars vs. Star Trek. He nodded at Aldis, a friend and currently the lead debater of the argument as he slouched down in a lawn chair to mope.
Jared vaguely heard arguments like The Shat and Leonard Nimoy’s chemistry and the joke that was Jar Jar Binks, to Uhura vs. Leia, but most of his attention was focused on Jensen and the brief conversations that they had been afforded. He barely even saw Genevieve before she sat herself down on his lap.
“Why are you sulking, Princess?” she asked with a kiss to his nose.
“I’m not sulking.” The retort was lame even to his own ears.
“Right, you’re voluntarily sitting here, listening to the battle of which homoerotic space journey is better
than the other,” she said just as a chorus of arguments were being hurled at her, Genevieve flashed them all her middle finger. “Fuck you all. Everyone knows that Kirk and Spock were much hotter and probably had way better sex than Han and Luke. Throw Bones into the equation and it blows the roof off of anything Star Wars could even compare to.” She high fived Aldis before turning her attention back to Jared. He watched as a whole new argument was borne from Gen’s outburst and couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You just started a war,” he said proudly. Genevieve nodded.
“In more than one language probably.”
They were silent for a few moments before Jared broke and started talking. They both knew he would, it was just a matter of time before he did. “I keep trying to start conversations, or at least continue them but…”
“Jensen?”
Jared nodded. “And I thought we were getting somewhere…”
Genevieve started to laugh, more at Jared than with him. “What? With him thinking you’ve got a small dick? In what world is that getting somewhere?”
Jared flashed a smile and shrugged. “It was a starting point. You think I have a small dick? Why don’t you see for yourself and let me know what you think… It was a perfect plan.”
“Except…”
He couldn’t stop the frown from replacing his smile. “I don’t think he wants to see for himself.”
Genevieve clucked her tongue sympathetically as she ran her fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry Jare-Bear. Maybe you’re reading it wrong? Maybe he does but he’s too shy? I mean, who wouldn’t want to see your dick?”
“Maybe?” Jared was not convinced. They sat together until Genevieve’s glass ran out and she got up to get them refills. He promised he’d still be in his chair when she returned and would keep her spot warm. Watching her go he couldn’t help but be glad that he had her to keep him company tonight while he was maudlin and drunk.
Genevieve kept an eye on Jared until she ducked into the house. She didn’t want him following her for what she was planning on doing before getting beer. In search of Jensen, she quickly glanced through each room she passed until she spotted him. It was then that she realized Jared might not have been overreacting for once. Jensen was sitting on a couch with Danneel practically curled up in his lap. From how close they were sitting and how their faces were pressed together she wondered if she should approach. Just as she was about to turn around, Danneel caught her attention and waved her over.
“Gen, come on over,” Danneel called. “We were just having a disagreement; I need you to settle it.”
“Danni,” Jensen said with obvious embarrassment. “We don’t need her to settle it.”
“We do, shut up Jen.” Danneel patted the couch beside her and Jensen and beckoned Genevieve to sit. “Now we were just talking about my breasts.”
Genevieve’s eyes widened while Jensen covered his. “Okay…”
“And…yours actually. I think yours are much nicer than mine and Jensen assures me he likes mine best. Now that you’re here, we can do a side by side comparison.”
Genevieve looked down at her own chest before glancing at Danneel’s, which was popping out in her black, low cut, v-neck tee shirt. “I have to go with Jensen on this one, you win. Hands down.”
Danneel looked like she was studying Genevieve’s chest while Jensen wanted to die. Gen couldn’t help but find him endearing, despite the fact that Jared’s heart would break when he found out that Jensen was in fact straight.
“I don’t know,” Danneel said seriously. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not gay, but damn, the things I’d do to that chest.”
“DANNI,” Jensen screamed in surprise. He gave Genevieve an apologetic smile and shook his head. “Please.” But it was as if his best friend hadn’t even heard him.
“And your mouth…” Danneel stopped as if weighing out what she wanted to say. “Are you straight?”
“So far?” Genevieve answered, surprised with the turn in conversation.
“If you ever want to try it out, you know, the lesbian thing, I think I would be totally game. “
Genevieve nodded. “I’ll keep it in mind. Speaking of not gay…” She turned her attention onto Jensen whose eyes widened. “I can see why you keep dodging Jared.”
Jensen seemed too surprised to speak. Danneel however, was not.
“What are you talking about?”
“Jared. He keeps flirting with you and thought you were flirting back, but then you ran like a bat out of hell tonight when he was getting closer and tried to get you alone to talk. I thought it was because you were shy, but it’s because you’re straight. He’s right, right?”
“Who’s right?” Danneel asked, confused with the conversation. Her eyes were still on Genevieve’s chest which caused for Gen to blush and tuck her hair behind her ear nervously.
“Jared.”
“He’s not straight,” Danneel said at the same time Jensen sputtered out “I’m not straight.”
The conversation was getting too convoluted for Genevieve to follow, especially after how much she’d already drank. She had come over to find out if Jensen was attracted to Jared and instead, had been propositioned by Danneel who claimed to be straight and was told that Jensen wasn’t straight, despite being wound around Danneel to the point where they could barely be separated.
“You two could have fooled me.”
Danneel snorted and kissed Jensen full on the mouth.
“Not proving your case right now,” Genevieve didn’t deny she watched Danneel’s mouth curl around Jensen’s and her tongue lick playfully at full plush lips with a hunger she hadn’t expected.
The kissing pair pulled apart and looked at her with matching smiles on their faces.
“Did you feel anything Jensen?” Danneel asked sweetly. Jensen shook his head and gave a feeble shrug to Genevieve.
“Not even close.”
“And now?” Danneel pulled up her top showing her breasts which were barely covered by a skimpy bra she was wearing.
“Sorry.”
“Clear anything up?” Danneel asked.
“Ummm I guess?” Genevieve was still stuck on the picture of Danneel’s breasts, pushing against the lacy red material that held the milky white globes high and proud. She licked her lips and shook herself from her thoughts.
“Good, now go and tell your friend Jared that Jensen is dating retarded and wouldn’t know how to get laid if you drew him a map and gave him directions. And if you ever want to get a closer look at these,” Danneel lifted her shirt and pulled down one cup to show her nipple before flicking at it. “Call me. Anytime. Sandy can get it from Chris.”
How she walked away without tripping was beyond Genevieve. She was barely able to find her way back to where Jared was sitting, her breath was coming short and face flushed.
“Where’s the beer?” Jared asked, amused at the shocked look on Genevieve’s face. He watched her simply shake her head.
“I…I forgot.”
For a moment, Jared was concerned. “Is everything okay? What happened?”
“I found …Jensen and Danneel were inside. So I went over to talk to them.” She looked into Jared’s eyes and found herself blushing at the interaction that had just taken place.
“And? What did you say? What did THEY say?” Jared was curious as to what must have taken place to make Genevieve so speechless. Knowing her for two years, he knew for a fact almost nothing shocked her. “Are they together? Is Jensen sleeping with her?”
He felt relief when Genevieve responded. “No… they’re not, he doesn’t want to. But… The relief lasted only a moment.
“But?”
Jared watched Gen shake herself out of the daze she’d fallen into. “I think I want to.” He was confused.
“Want to what, sleep with Jensen?”
The confusion grew as she shook her head. “Sleep with Danneel.”
Jared would have laughed if she didn’t look so genuinely confused. “Okay, now you have to tell me everything, what happened?”
The scene played once again before her eyes and Geneveive’s eyelids fluttered shut as she sighed. “Danneel… asked if I would let her do whatever she wanted to my breasts, and my mouth. And then she kissed Jensen, but he said he wasn’t interested and she pulled up her top and showed off her tits..”
Jared watched, mystified, as Genevieve touched her lips and then her own breasts dreamily before her hand trailed down to the juncture between her legs. “And then she showed ME her tits and said if I wanted to give her a try I should call her.” Genevieve’s voice broke and she whimpered. Jared couldn’t help but freeze and pray she didn’t go any further on his lap.
“Uhhh, as much as I’m sure any other guy would enjoy this, could you please not masturbate on top of me.” The sound of feminine giggling and a masculine throat clearing caught his attention and Jared looked up to find Sandy and Chris beside them.
“As long as Sandy here doesn’t mind,” Chris said with a sexy grin, “you can masturbate on me any time.” Their attention focused on the short brunette who shrugged and winked at Genevieve. Chris caught the gesture and his grin grew more feral. “Maybe you both can take turns, I sure wouldn’t mind.”
Unable to withstand more of this conversation, Jared stood up, deposited Genevieve on the chair they had been sitting in and rubbed the cobwebs from his eyes. “As much as I’m hating this conversation, and believe me when I say I am, no one will be masturbating on anyone…” As the three friends in front of him looked disappointed, he shook his head. “Fine, no one will be masturbating on me and if you happen to do it amongst yourselves, I don’t want to hear about it.”
“But we can do it?” Sandy verified, eyeing Chris hungrily.
“Oh my god, I need new friends,” Jared yelped before making a hasty retreat in the house. He ran into Danneel and Jensen as he stepped through the double doors. “You, this is your fault,” he pointed an accusatory finger at Danneel whose shirt was skewed slightly and her lipstick smudged.
“Me?” Jensen squeaked in response to Jared’s accusation.
“No you. I don’t know what you said or did to Gen but you lesbian-ized my best friend.”
Danneel’s eyes narrowed as she poked a finger into Jared’s chest. “Is that a problem?”
“It kind of is, especially when it causes her to practically start masturbating on me.” Jared watched as Jensen’s face turned into a mask of disgust and Danneel’s sneer turned into a sultry leer.
“Really?”
“Really. Don’t ask me for details,” Jared stopped the redhead who looked like she was about to do just that. “It’s going to take a lot more alcohol than I’ve had tonight to forget it, I’m not looking to revisit those visual images.”
Making a quick exit, Danneel ran off into the direction that Jared pointed he’d last left Genevieve in. That left him alone with Jensen, who if Genevieve’s intel was correct, was NOT straight. Because if he didn’t want to fuck Danneel, a woman so hot she turned straight women gay, he had to be completely immune. Even Jared could admire her body and how much he probably would like to fuck her, if he were so inclined to fuck women. So lost in his own thoughts he missed what Jensen had said. “I’m sorry?”
“Oh,” Jensen gave a soft laugh and nodded in the direction Danneel had run off in. “I’ve never seen her like that…over a girl.”
“Gen too,” Jared agreed. “She is usually into tall, hot, big dudes. She’s never even mentioned wanting to experiment or fool around with girls.”
“Well, that’s one thing they have in common. Knowing Danni they’ll be fucking by the end of the week and then both on to some hetero dude to fuck them both while they fuck each other.”
“That guy will think he’d died and gone to heaven,” Jared agreed. He watched Jensen lick his lips nervously a few times before looking up at him. He patiently waited for Jensen to work out whatever battle was in his head. It was so low he couldn’t make it out, so he stepped in closer and ducked his head down. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.”
Their faces were close, almost close enough that Jared could feel Jensen’s breath on his cheek. He couldn’t stop the shiver that ran up his spine and throughout his entire body.
“I said,” Jensen said slightly louder, “They’re not the only one. Who like their men tall, hot and big.” Their eyes met as Jensen shared his secret. Jared moved to touch the freckles on the other man’s cheek, a cheek with skin so soft that Jared was mesmerized. Before his hand could make contact they were interrupted and a heated curse escaped.
“Fuck.” When he turned around, he was not expecting to see Sophia in front of him, her clothes askew and her makeup smeared all down her face. Initially he thought that she was all mussed up after sex but a deeper look into her eyes saw panic, and fear. “Soph? What’s wrong?” The two men broke apart and Jensen stepped back to let Sophia in.
“Jare…sorry…it’s...it’s Chad.”
Jared’s heart began to race and panic filled his own chest. “What happened? Oh my god, breathe honey.”
“We were having sex and everything was great but then we got into a fight and I got mad, Chad got more mad and he took off and went to drink and I thought he was going to come back and he didn’t and so I went looking for him and he was chugging right out of a fucking vase, someone’s flower vase and when he finished he was trying to prove what a man he is and someone dared him to do a keg stand and…”
Both Jensen and Jared groaned, able to figure out where this story was heading.
“And Jared I’m so sorry… I’m sorry but we have to go. I called an ambulance and it’s on its way…”
“AMBULANCE?” Jared hadn’t thought it would have been that serious. That Chad had fallen, puked all over himself and they had to take him home. Nothing serious enough as an ambulance. “WHAT THE FUCK DID HE DO?”
It was as if Sophia hadn’t even heard him, she kept on crying and babbling. “And we’re going to have to find someone else for Frisbee.”
“Fuck Frisbee,” Jared said. He flashed Jensen an apologetic frown, relieved when the other man nodded in understanding. “Take me to him,” he demanded of Sophia as they walked through the house. He heard the sirens in the distance, his previous buzz long forgotten. They approached Chad who was lying on the ground trying to assure someone, probably himself, that he was going to be okay and it was nothing but a scratch. He must have been extremely drunk because with one glance, Jared could see Chad’s arm bent at a very awkward angle, a sure sign of it being broken in at least one place. What felt like moments later, the paramedics were there and loading Chad up before Jared could find the rest of their friends. He fished his wallet out of his pocket and gave Sophia money. After asking the paramedics which hospital they were going to he advised Sophia to find whomever she could, call a cab and meet him at the hospital. He’d go with Chad to make sure everything was okay since he was clearly the most sober of the group.
As the sirens started to wail Chad passed out in the back of the ambulance, they started off for Victory Grace Hospital and Jared wondered what karma had against him and Jensen actually getting to have a real conversation and how the fuck he was going to explain to Chad’s parents what their son had gotten up to and how he’d broken their baby boy.
On To Chapter 3
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