Adjudication - Dentist!Verse - NC-17, Jared/Jensen
Title: Adjudication
Series: Dentist!AU
Author: thelonejuliet
Characters: Jensen, Jared, Kristen, Allision, Justin
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 3,173
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Proper defiling of a dentist chair
Disclaimer: These people belong to themselves. I have no claim on them - just borrowing their pretty faces. :)
Beta: The ever-wonderful candygramme
Author's Note(s): Sorry it's a week later than it should have been. RL problems got in the way. But, I really hope you like it!
Previous Parts of the Dentist!AU found here.
All fics found here!
Verse Summary - Jensen Ackles, a new dentist in town with a troubled love life, takes on a new patient in the form of barowner Jared Padalecki. Sparks fly and attraction deepens but can the secrets that both men harbor destroy everything before it's too late?
Chapter/Part Summary: Jared makes Jensen take a break at work.
Banner made by my girl, mss_celestal!
Adjudication - The administrative procedure used to process a claim for service according to the covered benefit.
Adjudication
Jensen was sure that his patient could see right through his smile, but he didn’t really care. It was 4:00 in the afternoon. On a Friday. As soon as Allison was finished cleaning Molly’s teeth, he could lecture her about her sugar intake and rush on home. He was hoping to have a boyfriend, a couple dogs and a cold beer waiting for him when he got there. It was probably wishful thinking, but it had been a long day.
“Dr. Ackles?”
Allison’s voice cut through Jensen’s daydreaming. He looked up to find her at the door to his office, worrying her bottom lip. He groaned; Allison nervous was never a good sign.
“What is it?” he asked, closing his eyes and rubbing at his temples. He loved his job, sure, but there was more to life than work. That was something he’d never realized before Austin.
Allison cleared her throat; he could hear her fidgeting. “We just had someone else come in…said it was an emergency. New patient, so…”
Jensen let his head drop, hitting his desk with a loud thump. “What room?” he mumbled.
“Five,” Allison responded. She paused for a moment before adding, “Sorry.”
Jensen shook his head, looking up at her with a tired smile. “Not your fault. I’ll take care of it, thanks. Is Molly ready for me?” Allison nodded. “Okay, tell her I’ll be in there shortly.”
Allison nodded again and left the room hurriedly.
Jensen sat there for a minute, psyching himself up so that he didn’t look bored with Molly. As soon as the bedside manner, so to speak, was gone, so were the patients.
It took longer than he’d expected to wrap things up with Molly. The woman was a wannabe cougar - wannabe in the sense that she was coming on to gay men. Yeah, not much chance of scoring there. But, she was pretty grabby, and by the time he made it to the new patient - Jimmy Something-Or-Other; he was too tired to focus on the chart - it was 4:30.
“So, an emergency, huh?” Jensen asked as he walked into the exam room, eyes glued firmly to the chart with hopes of figuring out the guy’s entire time. Maybe he should have worn his glasses instead of contacts…
“Yeah, very,” said an all-too-familiar voice.
Jensen’s head snapped up, his face slowly breaking out into the first genuine smile he’d had all day. Jared just sat there and looked up at him with a shit-eating grin that could’ve put Michael Rosenbaum to shame.
“Jay, what’re you doing here?”
Jared shrugged. “Needed to see you.”
Jensen dropped the obviously fake chart he was carrying and locked the door to the exam room. In two seconds flat, he was straddling Jared’s thighs on the dentist chair, his lips fused to those of his boyfriend. Jared smiled against his lips, right before he pried Jensen’s mouth open, tongue sliding into Jensen’s mouth. He ran his hands up and down Jensen’s thighs, driving the dentist crazy with sudden, overwhelming need. The tension that had Jensen’s muscles locked up all day slowly faded under the weight of Jared’s actions.
Jensen could feel the hard line of Jared’s erection already, a solid heat against his hip. He shifted his position enough so that their dicks were perfectly aligned, and he whimpered into Jared’s mouth at the contact. He’d worn the silk boxers that Jared had bought him, so the sensation on his cock as Jared ground up against him was almost too much. He was panting in no time, matching Jared’s movements with desperate, frantic ones of his own.
Jared turned his face away after several minutes of making out and petting, and he stilled Jensen’s hips with one large hand. Jensen whined in the back of his throat, leaning his forehead against Jared’s T-shirt-clad shoulder, sweat soaking through the thin material.
“You stopped,” he gasped out, breaths labored.
Jared laughed, the sound rumbling up into Jensen’s chest and down to his dick, causing it to give an answering twitch. “Yeah, I stopped,” he murmured against Jensen’s temple, running his hand up Jensen’s back.
Jensen groaned. “But, why?”
“Because,” Jared responded smugly, “I didn’t want it to be over so quickly.”
Jensen let out another whimper, biting Jared’s collarbone through the cotton of his T-shirt. When he felt Jared’s dick jump against his, he smiled and moved his mouth to Jared’s neck, sucking along his jugular. This time it was Jared who whimpered.
Jensen pulled away, sitting back up on his haunches. He smiled down at Jared, looking at him mischievously through his eyelashes as he began undoing Jared’s belt. “You started this, dude,” he whispered, winking as Jared’s head hit the chair. “S’not my fault if I can’t hold back.”
Once the belt was undone, Jensen accented popping the button of Jared’s jeans with a bite to his neck, right over his pulse. As he pulled the zipper down, he soothed over the sting with his tongue, sucking the skin hard enough to leave a bruise. He could feel the movement of Jared’s harsh swallowing start vibrations all throughout his body as he pulled Jared’s dick out into open air, taking note of the lack of underwear, and gave a tentative stroke.
“Nngh, Jen…” Jared groaned out, his head twisting to the side to give Jensen more access to his skin. He tightened both of his hands on Jensen’s hips as Jensen got a steady rhythm going on his cock.
Jensen stopped his assault on Jared’s neck to sit back and watch his boyfriend come apart. Jared’s skin was flushed a dull pink, his eyes squeezed shut. His breath was coming out in pants, neck straining, as he bit his bottom lip hard enough to whiten the skin around it, no doubt trying to keep from letting out any sounds. Allison and Kristen would have a field day if they heard what was going on.
Jensen tightened his fist around Jared’s dick, loving the long groan that managed to escape from Jared’s lips. He could see Jared’s chest heaving, back starting to arch as he restrained himself from taking control. As much as Jensen loved driving Jared to the edge, he wanted to give Jared what he’d obviously come for.
So he leaned forward to whisper in Jared’s ear, “C’mon, Jay. Wanna see you. Take it, take over.”
Jared gasped and reached up one hand to turn Jensen’s face to his for a hard, possessive kiss. Jensen’s laugh got lost amidst the moan that was forced out of him as Jared’s lips softened against his and his tongue slipped in to Jensen’s mouth to slide alongside his almost too gently.
Jensen relaxed his fingers and slid back on Jared’s legs a little, easing the weight so that Jared could thrust his hips up. Jared threaded his fingers through Jensen’s hair, which had gotten too long for Jensen’s liking but apparently not Jared’s, and tilted his head to let the kiss go deeper.
Just as Jensen was ready to run out of air, Jared pulled his head away and took a deep breath, burying his face in Jensen’s neck. He reached in between them to wrap his hand around Jensen’s on his dick, speeding up their strokes; his hand still on Jensen’s hip gripped tighter, hard enough to leave bruises.
Jensen’s dick gave a throb against the confines of his slacks as he looked down to watch Jared’s cock slipping through their combined digits, but he ignored it. He had far more interest in Jared than his own needs. On every upstroke Jared would squeeze their fingers tighter, breath hitching at the feeling each time, precum in copious amounts slicking the way and giving a shine to the flushed member.
Jensen heard Jared’s breath hitch again as he licked his lips at the sight.
“God, Jen,” Jared whispered against the sweaty skin of Jensen’s neck, “God, so good.”
Jensen let out a strangled noise that vaguely resembled a laugh. “’m hardly doing anything, Jay,” he responded, burying his face in Jared’s shoulder, as he felt himself begin to shallowly rut himself against Jared’s thigh. “You’re calling the shots.”
Jared chuckled at that, panting. “Just gotta…be there. Oh, God…Love you. Nngh, so close.”
Jensen nodded, though he was sure Jared wouldn’t notice, and tightened his grip on Jared’s dick, twisting his wrist on every downstroke. “Do it, Jay, come for me. I wanna see you lose it,” he panted.
Jared’s breathing began coming faster, shallower. He finally fell apart when Jensen reattached his mouth to Jared’s neck, sucking hard enough to draw blood to the surface. His hips stuttered, and his hand lost its rhythm, leaving Jensen to stroke him through it. Jared groaned and wrapped both of his arms around Jensen’s waist as cum spurted out, coating Jensen’s hand and splashing onto Jared’s T-shirt.
Huffing out a breath, Jensen reached out and groped blindly for one of the bibs that he knew were next to the chair. He finally settled on the pile and pulled one back with him, sitting up and wiping off his hand. He grabbed another one and got the excess off of Jared’s shirt, laughing that he’d chosen to wear a white shirt, probably knowing what was going to happen.
He met Jared’s gaze shyly as he tucked his boyfriend back into his jeans.
Jared cleared his throat, eyes clearing of the heavy emotions Jensen had seen there, and he grinned up at Jensen mischievously. “So,” he murmured, sex-rough voice causing Jensen’s dick to remind him it was there, “looks like we’re not done with our exam, Doc.”
Jensen groaned as Jared shifted his arms to reach between them and cup Jensen in his pants. He let his head fall back, and Jared took the chance to rise up and lick at the exposed skin, causing another groan to fall from Jensen’s lips.
“So beautiful, Jensen,” he mumbled in between licks and nips, all the while lightly palming Jensen’s erection. “You have no idea.”
Jensen was so close that he was almost embarrassed. Almost, because seeing Jared’s face as he came all over the both of them was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen, and the idea that his assistants could be listening right outside the door was upping the ante. So, it shouldn’t have been a surprise that he was fit to burst.
Jensen’s eyes, which had seemingly closed of their own accord, snapped open when he suddenly felt himself being manhandled by Jared, the wonderful pressure on his erection gone. Jared surged up, tightening both arms around Jensen’s waist, and flipped them. It took some maneuvering but soon Jared had the chair laid flat, and he was straddling Jensen’s shins, hurriedly freeing Jensen’s dick from its cotton-and-silk-infested prison.
Without so much as a warning, Jensen’s dick was engulfed in soft, wet heat. He couldn’t help the loud groan that escaped his mouth, or the sudden thrusting of his hips. Jared wrapped a hand around Jensen’s hip to pin him to the chair and chuckled, causing Jensen to groan again, sweaty hands sliding up to find purchase in Jared’s hair.
Jared sucked him off like a pro, hollowing his cheeks out on every upward-bob of his head, hand providing counter-friction to his mouth. Jensen could feel his muscles straining, wanting desperately to thrust up into the haven that Jared’s mouth provided. He knew he was babbling, an incoherent string of curses spilling from his lips in a constant flow.
Jared could apparently tell he was close because he was suddenly increasing his efforts, putting pressure on the large vein underneath Jensen’s dick with his tongue, moving his hand back to slide along and around Jensen’s balls. Jensen barely had time to stutter out a warning before he was coming in spurts down Jared’s throat.
Jared kept up his ministrations, licking Jensen clean, until the dentist feebly moved him away. Jensen was content to just lay there, boneless and sated and panting like he’d just run a marathon, as Jared cleaned up and got Jensen back into some semblance of respectability.
That done, Jared climbed back up onto the narrow chair and twisted around until he and Jensen were both laying on their sides, facing each other. Jared’s arms were wrapped tight around Jensen’s waist so neither one of them went toppling off into the equipment. The position was uncomfortable at best, their bodies too close after all the sweat they’d gathered, and the distinct smell of cum floated throughout the room. But, Jensen could honestly say he wouldn’t change a thing. This was where he wanted to be for the rest of his life.
Okay, maybe not in that exact place, as a knock sounded on the door and interrupted them.
Jensen groaned and pulled away from Jared with an apologetic look, barely managing to stay afoot as he made his way to the door. He opened the door as calmly as possible, wanting nothing more than to chew out whoever had thought to ruin the moment.
But, when he saw Kristen’s horrified gaze, all annoyance flew out the window as his stomach dropped to his knees.
“What is it?” he whispered, head bent towards the secretary. He could hear Jared moving around behind him.
“Um, Doctor,” she started, hesitant. “I think you need to get out here. There’s this guy…he refuses to leave until he’s had a word with you…”
Jensen nodded dumbly, absolutely dreading what he was about to encounter. Even Jared’s reassuring hand on his shoulder did nothing to help. Both men followed Kristen out to the reception area where a very pissed-off looking Allison was facing off with none other than Justin Hartley.
Jensen groaned, alerting Justin to their presence. His head snapped up, and he looked over to where Jensen and Jared were standing, eyes growing wide as a smug look crept across his face.
“Jensen,” Justin said through a smirk. “Fucking another patient, are we?”
Jensen was sure that he had no blood left in his head, feeling light-headed enough to fly away. If Justin wanted something, this would be the perfect way to get it
He shook his head, clearing his throat. “No, Justin,” he forced out, trying to keep his voice from shaking. “Jared’s not a patient. He has a different dentist, thank you very much.”
At least that was true now. After the business of Jared’s root canal had been cleared up and the two men had begun dating, Jared had found a new dentist to go to regularly. Jensen remembered Jared telling him that he didn’t want Jensen to get into any more trouble.
He was grateful for Jared’s solid presence behind him as Justin’s sneer grew. “So, he’s just here for a quickie then, Jen? I expected better of you.” He shook his head, looking at Jensen with something akin to pity. Then he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and laid it on the reception desk. “Call me when you get off. Or when you’re done getting off, whichever.”
Jensen clenched and unclenched his jaw, resisting the urge to pound Justin into something not even a mother could love. “What do you want, Justin? Why are you still here?”
Justin shrugged. “Dad’s business still isn’t done out here. I’m staying indefinitely until he deems it all acceptable.” He paused for a minute, and his eyes softened considerably, losing that mocking edge. “Jen, just please call me. There’s something I want to discuss with you. I’m not trying to take anything more from you, I promise.”
Jensen wasn’t sure what to say, so he didn’t bother trying. He just stood there, stock still until Justin had walked out the door and Jared was calling his name.
Shaking himself out his stupor, Jensen turned his face to Jared, barely noticing the tightness of his boyfriend’s expression.
“You okay?” Jared whispered.
Surprising even himself, Jensen nodded. “Yeah. M’fine. Can we just get out of here? Go home? And not leave the house again until Monday?”
Jared smiled. It didn’t quite reach his eyes, but Jensen didn’t care; he was just happy that Jared wasn’t pushing the issue for the moment.
Jensen finally turned to Kristen and Allison, apologizing for Justin’s stunt and telling them to go on home. They both nodded, looking they each had something they wanted to say. Kristen squeezed his arm as she gathered her stuff and left.
Allison, however, enveloped him in a hug, whispering in his ear that she was mere seconds from kicking Justin’s ass, and that she’d really do it if he asked her to. Jensen laughed, assuring her that she’d be his first call.
Despite Jensen’s protests, Jared waited until the office and all the examination rooms were cleaned up. He kept Jensen company with idle chatter about life with the kids and how he was going to have to get a house soon if the dogs kept growing at their current rate. Jensen was glad for the distraction, always amused when Jared went off on diatribes about things he was passionate about. He was glad that his Christmas present was able to bring so much joy into his boyfriend’s life, even if it did get a little hectic when they had to figure out whose house they were hanging out at. Because Harley and Sadie most certainly couldn’t be left alone with Chad. But, Jensen really didn’t mind - the dogs were practically his, too. Or so Jared insisted.
“Dude, are you even listening to me?”
Jared’s voice broke through Jensen’s musings, and the dentist turned to find Jared smirking at him. Jensen blushed, shrugging, and said, “Sorry. Did the topic change? I know you love those dogs, Jare, but I already know everything about them.”
Jared petulantly stuck his tongue at Jensen. He opened his mouth like he was going to speak again but instead, he hopped off the sink he was perched on and swept Jensen into his arms. He placed a short, soft kiss against Jensen’s lips before leaning his forehead against Jensen’s.
“I said,” Jared began, breath fanning out over Jensen’s face, “that Chad’s going to be gone all weekend with some random chick he met a couple weeks ago, so our options are completely open.”
Jensen smiled. “Oh, is that all? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure you mentioned that yesterday.”
Jared smiled back, his eyes taking on a dangerous glint. “I might’ve also added a few of the things I plan on doing to you over the course of the next two days.”
Jensen gulped, feeling the heat rise to his face. “Oh yeah?” he squeaked. He paused, clearing his throat. Then, in a much more manly tone, he repeated, “Oh yeah? Mind going over all that again?”
He didn’t actually expect Jared to comply. But he did, leaning forward and whispering all sorts of dirty things in Jensen’s ear, pushing any thoughts about ex-boyfriends out of his head.
Jensen could not get the office locked up fast enough.
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Well....was it sucky? Not enough plot? Not enough porn? ^_^
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Series: Dentist!AU
Author: thelonejuliet
Characters: Jensen, Jared, Kristen, Allision, Justin
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 3,173
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Proper defiling of a dentist chair
Disclaimer: These people belong to themselves. I have no claim on them - just borrowing their pretty faces. :)
Beta: The ever-wonderful candygramme
Author's Note(s): Sorry it's a week later than it should have been. RL problems got in the way. But, I really hope you like it!
Previous Parts of the Dentist!AU found here.
All fics found here!
Verse Summary - Jensen Ackles, a new dentist in town with a troubled love life, takes on a new patient in the form of barowner Jared Padalecki. Sparks fly and attraction deepens but can the secrets that both men harbor destroy everything before it's too late?
Chapter/Part Summary: Jared makes Jensen take a break at work.
Banner made by my girl, mss_celestal!
Adjudication - The administrative procedure used to process a claim for service according to the covered benefit.
Adjudication
Jensen was sure that his patient could see right through his smile, but he didn’t really care. It was 4:00 in the afternoon. On a Friday. As soon as Allison was finished cleaning Molly’s teeth, he could lecture her about her sugar intake and rush on home. He was hoping to have a boyfriend, a couple dogs and a cold beer waiting for him when he got there. It was probably wishful thinking, but it had been a long day.
“Dr. Ackles?”
Allison’s voice cut through Jensen’s daydreaming. He looked up to find her at the door to his office, worrying her bottom lip. He groaned; Allison nervous was never a good sign.
“What is it?” he asked, closing his eyes and rubbing at his temples. He loved his job, sure, but there was more to life than work. That was something he’d never realized before Austin.
Allison cleared her throat; he could hear her fidgeting. “We just had someone else come in…said it was an emergency. New patient, so…”
Jensen let his head drop, hitting his desk with a loud thump. “What room?” he mumbled.
“Five,” Allison responded. She paused for a moment before adding, “Sorry.”
Jensen shook his head, looking up at her with a tired smile. “Not your fault. I’ll take care of it, thanks. Is Molly ready for me?” Allison nodded. “Okay, tell her I’ll be in there shortly.”
Allison nodded again and left the room hurriedly.
Jensen sat there for a minute, psyching himself up so that he didn’t look bored with Molly. As soon as the bedside manner, so to speak, was gone, so were the patients.
It took longer than he’d expected to wrap things up with Molly. The woman was a wannabe cougar - wannabe in the sense that she was coming on to gay men. Yeah, not much chance of scoring there. But, she was pretty grabby, and by the time he made it to the new patient - Jimmy Something-Or-Other; he was too tired to focus on the chart - it was 4:30.
“So, an emergency, huh?” Jensen asked as he walked into the exam room, eyes glued firmly to the chart with hopes of figuring out the guy’s entire time. Maybe he should have worn his glasses instead of contacts…
“Yeah, very,” said an all-too-familiar voice.
Jensen’s head snapped up, his face slowly breaking out into the first genuine smile he’d had all day. Jared just sat there and looked up at him with a shit-eating grin that could’ve put Michael Rosenbaum to shame.
“Jay, what’re you doing here?”
Jared shrugged. “Needed to see you.”
Jensen dropped the obviously fake chart he was carrying and locked the door to the exam room. In two seconds flat, he was straddling Jared’s thighs on the dentist chair, his lips fused to those of his boyfriend. Jared smiled against his lips, right before he pried Jensen’s mouth open, tongue sliding into Jensen’s mouth. He ran his hands up and down Jensen’s thighs, driving the dentist crazy with sudden, overwhelming need. The tension that had Jensen’s muscles locked up all day slowly faded under the weight of Jared’s actions.
Jensen could feel the hard line of Jared’s erection already, a solid heat against his hip. He shifted his position enough so that their dicks were perfectly aligned, and he whimpered into Jared’s mouth at the contact. He’d worn the silk boxers that Jared had bought him, so the sensation on his cock as Jared ground up against him was almost too much. He was panting in no time, matching Jared’s movements with desperate, frantic ones of his own.
Jared turned his face away after several minutes of making out and petting, and he stilled Jensen’s hips with one large hand. Jensen whined in the back of his throat, leaning his forehead against Jared’s T-shirt-clad shoulder, sweat soaking through the thin material.
“You stopped,” he gasped out, breaths labored.
Jared laughed, the sound rumbling up into Jensen’s chest and down to his dick, causing it to give an answering twitch. “Yeah, I stopped,” he murmured against Jensen’s temple, running his hand up Jensen’s back.
Jensen groaned. “But, why?”
“Because,” Jared responded smugly, “I didn’t want it to be over so quickly.”
Jensen let out another whimper, biting Jared’s collarbone through the cotton of his T-shirt. When he felt Jared’s dick jump against his, he smiled and moved his mouth to Jared’s neck, sucking along his jugular. This time it was Jared who whimpered.
Jensen pulled away, sitting back up on his haunches. He smiled down at Jared, looking at him mischievously through his eyelashes as he began undoing Jared’s belt. “You started this, dude,” he whispered, winking as Jared’s head hit the chair. “S’not my fault if I can’t hold back.”
Once the belt was undone, Jensen accented popping the button of Jared’s jeans with a bite to his neck, right over his pulse. As he pulled the zipper down, he soothed over the sting with his tongue, sucking the skin hard enough to leave a bruise. He could feel the movement of Jared’s harsh swallowing start vibrations all throughout his body as he pulled Jared’s dick out into open air, taking note of the lack of underwear, and gave a tentative stroke.
“Nngh, Jen…” Jared groaned out, his head twisting to the side to give Jensen more access to his skin. He tightened both of his hands on Jensen’s hips as Jensen got a steady rhythm going on his cock.
Jensen stopped his assault on Jared’s neck to sit back and watch his boyfriend come apart. Jared’s skin was flushed a dull pink, his eyes squeezed shut. His breath was coming out in pants, neck straining, as he bit his bottom lip hard enough to whiten the skin around it, no doubt trying to keep from letting out any sounds. Allison and Kristen would have a field day if they heard what was going on.
Jensen tightened his fist around Jared’s dick, loving the long groan that managed to escape from Jared’s lips. He could see Jared’s chest heaving, back starting to arch as he restrained himself from taking control. As much as Jensen loved driving Jared to the edge, he wanted to give Jared what he’d obviously come for.
So he leaned forward to whisper in Jared’s ear, “C’mon, Jay. Wanna see you. Take it, take over.”
Jared gasped and reached up one hand to turn Jensen’s face to his for a hard, possessive kiss. Jensen’s laugh got lost amidst the moan that was forced out of him as Jared’s lips softened against his and his tongue slipped in to Jensen’s mouth to slide alongside his almost too gently.
Jensen relaxed his fingers and slid back on Jared’s legs a little, easing the weight so that Jared could thrust his hips up. Jared threaded his fingers through Jensen’s hair, which had gotten too long for Jensen’s liking but apparently not Jared’s, and tilted his head to let the kiss go deeper.
Just as Jensen was ready to run out of air, Jared pulled his head away and took a deep breath, burying his face in Jensen’s neck. He reached in between them to wrap his hand around Jensen’s on his dick, speeding up their strokes; his hand still on Jensen’s hip gripped tighter, hard enough to leave bruises.
Jensen’s dick gave a throb against the confines of his slacks as he looked down to watch Jared’s cock slipping through their combined digits, but he ignored it. He had far more interest in Jared than his own needs. On every upstroke Jared would squeeze their fingers tighter, breath hitching at the feeling each time, precum in copious amounts slicking the way and giving a shine to the flushed member.
Jensen heard Jared’s breath hitch again as he licked his lips at the sight.
“God, Jen,” Jared whispered against the sweaty skin of Jensen’s neck, “God, so good.”
Jensen let out a strangled noise that vaguely resembled a laugh. “’m hardly doing anything, Jay,” he responded, burying his face in Jared’s shoulder, as he felt himself begin to shallowly rut himself against Jared’s thigh. “You’re calling the shots.”
Jared chuckled at that, panting. “Just gotta…be there. Oh, God…Love you. Nngh, so close.”
Jensen nodded, though he was sure Jared wouldn’t notice, and tightened his grip on Jared’s dick, twisting his wrist on every downstroke. “Do it, Jay, come for me. I wanna see you lose it,” he panted.
Jared’s breathing began coming faster, shallower. He finally fell apart when Jensen reattached his mouth to Jared’s neck, sucking hard enough to draw blood to the surface. His hips stuttered, and his hand lost its rhythm, leaving Jensen to stroke him through it. Jared groaned and wrapped both of his arms around Jensen’s waist as cum spurted out, coating Jensen’s hand and splashing onto Jared’s T-shirt.
Huffing out a breath, Jensen reached out and groped blindly for one of the bibs that he knew were next to the chair. He finally settled on the pile and pulled one back with him, sitting up and wiping off his hand. He grabbed another one and got the excess off of Jared’s shirt, laughing that he’d chosen to wear a white shirt, probably knowing what was going to happen.
He met Jared’s gaze shyly as he tucked his boyfriend back into his jeans.
Jared cleared his throat, eyes clearing of the heavy emotions Jensen had seen there, and he grinned up at Jensen mischievously. “So,” he murmured, sex-rough voice causing Jensen’s dick to remind him it was there, “looks like we’re not done with our exam, Doc.”
Jensen groaned as Jared shifted his arms to reach between them and cup Jensen in his pants. He let his head fall back, and Jared took the chance to rise up and lick at the exposed skin, causing another groan to fall from Jensen’s lips.
“So beautiful, Jensen,” he mumbled in between licks and nips, all the while lightly palming Jensen’s erection. “You have no idea.”
Jensen was so close that he was almost embarrassed. Almost, because seeing Jared’s face as he came all over the both of them was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen, and the idea that his assistants could be listening right outside the door was upping the ante. So, it shouldn’t have been a surprise that he was fit to burst.
Jensen’s eyes, which had seemingly closed of their own accord, snapped open when he suddenly felt himself being manhandled by Jared, the wonderful pressure on his erection gone. Jared surged up, tightening both arms around Jensen’s waist, and flipped them. It took some maneuvering but soon Jared had the chair laid flat, and he was straddling Jensen’s shins, hurriedly freeing Jensen’s dick from its cotton-and-silk-infested prison.
Without so much as a warning, Jensen’s dick was engulfed in soft, wet heat. He couldn’t help the loud groan that escaped his mouth, or the sudden thrusting of his hips. Jared wrapped a hand around Jensen’s hip to pin him to the chair and chuckled, causing Jensen to groan again, sweaty hands sliding up to find purchase in Jared’s hair.
Jared sucked him off like a pro, hollowing his cheeks out on every upward-bob of his head, hand providing counter-friction to his mouth. Jensen could feel his muscles straining, wanting desperately to thrust up into the haven that Jared’s mouth provided. He knew he was babbling, an incoherent string of curses spilling from his lips in a constant flow.
Jared could apparently tell he was close because he was suddenly increasing his efforts, putting pressure on the large vein underneath Jensen’s dick with his tongue, moving his hand back to slide along and around Jensen’s balls. Jensen barely had time to stutter out a warning before he was coming in spurts down Jared’s throat.
Jared kept up his ministrations, licking Jensen clean, until the dentist feebly moved him away. Jensen was content to just lay there, boneless and sated and panting like he’d just run a marathon, as Jared cleaned up and got Jensen back into some semblance of respectability.
That done, Jared climbed back up onto the narrow chair and twisted around until he and Jensen were both laying on their sides, facing each other. Jared’s arms were wrapped tight around Jensen’s waist so neither one of them went toppling off into the equipment. The position was uncomfortable at best, their bodies too close after all the sweat they’d gathered, and the distinct smell of cum floated throughout the room. But, Jensen could honestly say he wouldn’t change a thing. This was where he wanted to be for the rest of his life.
Okay, maybe not in that exact place, as a knock sounded on the door and interrupted them.
Jensen groaned and pulled away from Jared with an apologetic look, barely managing to stay afoot as he made his way to the door. He opened the door as calmly as possible, wanting nothing more than to chew out whoever had thought to ruin the moment.
But, when he saw Kristen’s horrified gaze, all annoyance flew out the window as his stomach dropped to his knees.
“What is it?” he whispered, head bent towards the secretary. He could hear Jared moving around behind him.
“Um, Doctor,” she started, hesitant. “I think you need to get out here. There’s this guy…he refuses to leave until he’s had a word with you…”
Jensen nodded dumbly, absolutely dreading what he was about to encounter. Even Jared’s reassuring hand on his shoulder did nothing to help. Both men followed Kristen out to the reception area where a very pissed-off looking Allison was facing off with none other than Justin Hartley.
Jensen groaned, alerting Justin to their presence. His head snapped up, and he looked over to where Jensen and Jared were standing, eyes growing wide as a smug look crept across his face.
“Jensen,” Justin said through a smirk. “Fucking another patient, are we?”
Jensen was sure that he had no blood left in his head, feeling light-headed enough to fly away. If Justin wanted something, this would be the perfect way to get it
He shook his head, clearing his throat. “No, Justin,” he forced out, trying to keep his voice from shaking. “Jared’s not a patient. He has a different dentist, thank you very much.”
At least that was true now. After the business of Jared’s root canal had been cleared up and the two men had begun dating, Jared had found a new dentist to go to regularly. Jensen remembered Jared telling him that he didn’t want Jensen to get into any more trouble.
He was grateful for Jared’s solid presence behind him as Justin’s sneer grew. “So, he’s just here for a quickie then, Jen? I expected better of you.” He shook his head, looking at Jensen with something akin to pity. Then he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and laid it on the reception desk. “Call me when you get off. Or when you’re done getting off, whichever.”
Jensen clenched and unclenched his jaw, resisting the urge to pound Justin into something not even a mother could love. “What do you want, Justin? Why are you still here?”
Justin shrugged. “Dad’s business still isn’t done out here. I’m staying indefinitely until he deems it all acceptable.” He paused for a minute, and his eyes softened considerably, losing that mocking edge. “Jen, just please call me. There’s something I want to discuss with you. I’m not trying to take anything more from you, I promise.”
Jensen wasn’t sure what to say, so he didn’t bother trying. He just stood there, stock still until Justin had walked out the door and Jared was calling his name.
Shaking himself out his stupor, Jensen turned his face to Jared, barely noticing the tightness of his boyfriend’s expression.
“You okay?” Jared whispered.
Surprising even himself, Jensen nodded. “Yeah. M’fine. Can we just get out of here? Go home? And not leave the house again until Monday?”
Jared smiled. It didn’t quite reach his eyes, but Jensen didn’t care; he was just happy that Jared wasn’t pushing the issue for the moment.
Jensen finally turned to Kristen and Allison, apologizing for Justin’s stunt and telling them to go on home. They both nodded, looking they each had something they wanted to say. Kristen squeezed his arm as she gathered her stuff and left.
Allison, however, enveloped him in a hug, whispering in his ear that she was mere seconds from kicking Justin’s ass, and that she’d really do it if he asked her to. Jensen laughed, assuring her that she’d be his first call.
Despite Jensen’s protests, Jared waited until the office and all the examination rooms were cleaned up. He kept Jensen company with idle chatter about life with the kids and how he was going to have to get a house soon if the dogs kept growing at their current rate. Jensen was glad for the distraction, always amused when Jared went off on diatribes about things he was passionate about. He was glad that his Christmas present was able to bring so much joy into his boyfriend’s life, even if it did get a little hectic when they had to figure out whose house they were hanging out at. Because Harley and Sadie most certainly couldn’t be left alone with Chad. But, Jensen really didn’t mind - the dogs were practically his, too. Or so Jared insisted.
“Dude, are you even listening to me?”
Jared’s voice broke through Jensen’s musings, and the dentist turned to find Jared smirking at him. Jensen blushed, shrugging, and said, “Sorry. Did the topic change? I know you love those dogs, Jare, but I already know everything about them.”
Jared petulantly stuck his tongue at Jensen. He opened his mouth like he was going to speak again but instead, he hopped off the sink he was perched on and swept Jensen into his arms. He placed a short, soft kiss against Jensen’s lips before leaning his forehead against Jensen’s.
“I said,” Jared began, breath fanning out over Jensen’s face, “that Chad’s going to be gone all weekend with some random chick he met a couple weeks ago, so our options are completely open.”
Jensen smiled. “Oh, is that all? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure you mentioned that yesterday.”
Jared smiled back, his eyes taking on a dangerous glint. “I might’ve also added a few of the things I plan on doing to you over the course of the next two days.”
Jensen gulped, feeling the heat rise to his face. “Oh yeah?” he squeaked. He paused, clearing his throat. Then, in a much more manly tone, he repeated, “Oh yeah? Mind going over all that again?”
He didn’t actually expect Jared to comply. But he did, leaning forward and whispering all sorts of dirty things in Jensen’s ear, pushing any thoughts about ex-boyfriends out of his head.
Jensen could not get the office locked up fast enough.
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Well....was it sucky? Not enough plot? Not enough porn? ^_^
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