Fic: Dating on the Regular | cw rps | Chicagoland | j2
And for wendy, I wrote some secret pre-Big Bang fic:
Dating on the Regular
Fandom: CW RPS
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: Adult
Comments: Stealth pre-big bang fic. But it'll definitely make sense without knowing anything about my big bang.
It's not until they've finished eating and gone out for a beer after and Jared is driving Jensen home and Jensen's hesitating with his fingers on the handle of door to Jared's truck, looking up at Jared suddenly shy and maybe even blushing a little, that Jared realizes. Jensen starts to say something, smiling just a little, probably asking him in for coffee or booze but definitely sex, but Jared cuts him off with a quick laugh and, "Jensen, this isn't a date or something."
"Oh," Jensen says, eyes skittering away to stare out the window at the dark emptiness of the street. It's cold tonight, and even with the heat on, Jared still feels chilled. Fucking Canada. "Oh, no. No, I know that. I wasn't. I didn't mean it like that."
Yeah, you did, Jared wants to say, but he just nods and watches Jensen shove the door open and climb out of the truck. He doesn't walk Jensen to the door because it's not a date, Jared's not even gay so it's definitely not a date, but he watches Jensen run up the walk to his front door, watches Jensen disappear behind it.
Jensen's a nice guy, a good-looking guy, even, and they have fun together, but Jared's not gay, so. Jared's never even kissed a guy before. Well, there was once, a spin the bottle thing when he was thirteen, but everyone's done that and it's not something he counts. Jensen's great, but Jared's not interested like that. It's not a date.
Which is why it's pretty weird to him the next time they go out, when they're sitting in the truck outside Jensen's place talking about the chances of the Dallas Stars winning the Stanley Cup this year and whether Belfour can hold off the Avalanche offense, and Jared just leans over and kisses Jensen.
It's a fast kiss, just a peck really, and Jensen puts his fingers over his lips and stares at Jared. "What was that?"
"I don't know," Jared says, and kisses him again, because really, the first one happened too fast and it didn't tell him anything. Jensen doesn't pull away this time, Jensen's a really good kisser. Jared thinks that he could probably be happy kissing Jensen for forever, or for a really long time anyway, listening to Jensen's breath catch in his throat when Jared slides his hand up Jensen's neck to cup the back of his head, or the little panting way he moans into Jared's mouth when their tongues slide together. It's pretty fucking hot, actually. Jared didn't expect it to be so hot. He thought. He doesn't know what he thought, exactly, but it wasn't this. He didn't expect to get blindingly hard just from the feel of Jensen's tongue in his mouth or his teeth scraping at Jared's bottom lip.
Jared didn't expect it and he's not really sure what to do with it, but when Jensen pulls away, he's smiling at Jared and shaking his head a little, saying he has to go in now. Jensen has a really nice smile.
"This isn't a date," Jared blurts out, then wants to hit himself. He's never been that kind of an asshole, he's not, like, some sort of fucked up cock tease or whatever, but Jensen should know. He should know that this isn't Jared's thing, and it's not going to work like that. They're not. They're not dating, it's not a thing.
"No, I know," Jensen says, grinning. He hops out of the truck and stands there for a second with the door open, just looking at Jared, his lips all red and wet because they were just making out a second ago. They were just kissing. It's hard not to think about doing it again with Jensen looking like that. Jensen's grin widens a little. Smugly. "If this were a date," he says, "you'd be getting laid."
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What happens next is, Jared goes on some dates.
He goes on some actual, real dates with women. They go out to dinner or to the movies or bowling or to the Backdoor to play pool and darts and have a beer. Casual dates that end in sex and yeah, Jared really loves women. He's straight, he's definitely straight. He loves the way they feel, all soft curves and long, silky hair and high, breathy moans. He loves the way they move over him when they ride him, the way their hips twist so fluidly. It's like a dance, it's gorgeous, it's really fucking hot.
But none of them kiss like Jensen, and Jared finds himself pulling away when they go for his mouth. He feels like Pretty Woman, it's pretty stupid and the girls he dates give him weird looks. He doesn't blame him, it's pretty weird, but the next time he hangs out with Jensen-hangs out, because it's not a date, definitely not when they're just playing the new Zelda at Jensen's place and ordering Thai from the crappy restaurant down the block and drinking the cheap beer Jensen buys because it reminds him of Lone Star-he can't help thinking about it, so he can't really say he's surprised when they end up making out on Jensen's couch for an hour with the Zelda music looping over itself again and again in the background.
It's not a date, though. It's just that Jensen's a really good kisser and Jared really likes to kiss. It's not a date or a thing or any of that, but Jared thinks he could probably go the rest of his life only kissing Jensen, he's that good. His mouth is just, it's perfect and sometimes soft, sometimes hard, but his lips are never chapped because Jensen uses that ultra-girlie Softlips crap. Jared's thinking about writing a letter to them in thanks.
They don't really talk about it, though. Jensen acts like it's perfectly normal to go around making out with your straight friends, and Jared's pretty sure he doesn't even want to think about it, much less have some kind of discussion about what the hell is going on, so they don't. It goes on like that, hanging out, making out, and yeah, Jared maybe starts to think he's not one hundred percent, all-the-way straight. He's never really been attracted to guys, never really looked, but he looks at Jensen all the time now. He thinks about what it would be like and tries not to feel freaked out by how hot the idea is.
He's not gay, but he's maybe gay for Jensen. Jensen's pretty girly-looking though. It makes sense in Jared's head.
So things go on like that for a while, with the hanging out and the kissing and the thinking about what Jensen's dick would feel like in his hand, until one night when they're making out on Jensen's couch again and Jensen makes this noise. Not, like, one of his sexy noises that he makes (and fuck, Jensen makes a lot of really sexy noises), but a frustrated sort of half-laugh noise.
"What?" Jared says, but Jensen just shakes his head and kisses him again, mumbles, "Just shut up," against his lips, and shoves his hand down Jared's pants.
It's probably the fastest Jared has ever come in his life, not counting the first time with his high school girlfriend, but he was only fifteen then and he's twenty-three now, so it's sort of amazing. Jensen's fingers wrap around his dick and his tongue pushes hard into Jared's mouth and that's pretty much it, he's coming, making shocked little moaning noises while Jensen laughs a little and wipes his hand off on Jared's jeans.
"Now it's my turn," Jensen says firmly, and Jared's feeling pretty good, he just came in his pants and it was sort of the hottest thing that's ever happened to him, so yeah, pretty good and he doesn't feel like arguing. He's not gay but he's maybe a little gay for Jensen, so when Jensen unzips and pulls out his dick, Jared bites his lip and lets Jensen show him how to jack him. It's pretty easy, it's a dick and Jared already has one of those so he knows how they work. Jensen's dick twitches a little when Jared wraps his hand around it, it's pretty fucking sexy. And Jensen is sexy, with his head thrown back and his fingers digging into Jared's thigh in a slow, stuttering rhythm. The coming part isn't as sexy, or well, the actual come isn't because it's sticky and warm, but Jared's used to that and the way Jensen twists his hips up and shoves his dick through the circle of Jared's fingers makes up for the mess.
It's, yeah. It's pretty hot. Jared's definitely a little gay for Jensen. Or maybe a lot gay for Jensen. He still doesn't think he wants to get with any other guys, but Jensen is, yeah. He's Jensen. He's the best kisser ever, even right after he's come all over Jared's hand and his mouth is all slack and lazy.
"Let's. Uh. I want to. When can we, um, do this. Again, I mean?" Jared feels like a total ass. He doesn't care, Jensen is hot. He wants to do this again. He wants to do this as often as humanly possible. Jensen smiles.
"Jared," he says, smirking a little, "are you asking me on a date?"
"That depends," Jared says, and stares at the couch pattern. It's a really ugly couch that Jensen bought at a yard sale for five dollars, but it works and it was cheap. "Are you gonna put out if I do?"
"Oh, it's a date," Jensen says, and kisses him. A long, slow kiss and it's nice, it's really nice. Jared's dick is almost interested in it, too, even though he just came like, three minutes ago, but mostly it's just nice. Jensen's a really good kisser. "It's totally a date," he mumbles against Jared's lips, and kisses him again.
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Links: Table of Contents | Prologue Part 2: Easy As Pie
Dating on the Regular
Fandom: CW RPS
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Rating: Adult
Comments: Stealth pre-big bang fic. But it'll definitely make sense without knowing anything about my big bang.
It's not until they've finished eating and gone out for a beer after and Jared is driving Jensen home and Jensen's hesitating with his fingers on the handle of door to Jared's truck, looking up at Jared suddenly shy and maybe even blushing a little, that Jared realizes. Jensen starts to say something, smiling just a little, probably asking him in for coffee or booze but definitely sex, but Jared cuts him off with a quick laugh and, "Jensen, this isn't a date or something."
"Oh," Jensen says, eyes skittering away to stare out the window at the dark emptiness of the street. It's cold tonight, and even with the heat on, Jared still feels chilled. Fucking Canada. "Oh, no. No, I know that. I wasn't. I didn't mean it like that."
Yeah, you did, Jared wants to say, but he just nods and watches Jensen shove the door open and climb out of the truck. He doesn't walk Jensen to the door because it's not a date, Jared's not even gay so it's definitely not a date, but he watches Jensen run up the walk to his front door, watches Jensen disappear behind it.
Jensen's a nice guy, a good-looking guy, even, and they have fun together, but Jared's not gay, so. Jared's never even kissed a guy before. Well, there was once, a spin the bottle thing when he was thirteen, but everyone's done that and it's not something he counts. Jensen's great, but Jared's not interested like that. It's not a date.
Which is why it's pretty weird to him the next time they go out, when they're sitting in the truck outside Jensen's place talking about the chances of the Dallas Stars winning the Stanley Cup this year and whether Belfour can hold off the Avalanche offense, and Jared just leans over and kisses Jensen.
It's a fast kiss, just a peck really, and Jensen puts his fingers over his lips and stares at Jared. "What was that?"
"I don't know," Jared says, and kisses him again, because really, the first one happened too fast and it didn't tell him anything. Jensen doesn't pull away this time, Jensen's a really good kisser. Jared thinks that he could probably be happy kissing Jensen for forever, or for a really long time anyway, listening to Jensen's breath catch in his throat when Jared slides his hand up Jensen's neck to cup the back of his head, or the little panting way he moans into Jared's mouth when their tongues slide together. It's pretty fucking hot, actually. Jared didn't expect it to be so hot. He thought. He doesn't know what he thought, exactly, but it wasn't this. He didn't expect to get blindingly hard just from the feel of Jensen's tongue in his mouth or his teeth scraping at Jared's bottom lip.
Jared didn't expect it and he's not really sure what to do with it, but when Jensen pulls away, he's smiling at Jared and shaking his head a little, saying he has to go in now. Jensen has a really nice smile.
"This isn't a date," Jared blurts out, then wants to hit himself. He's never been that kind of an asshole, he's not, like, some sort of fucked up cock tease or whatever, but Jensen should know. He should know that this isn't Jared's thing, and it's not going to work like that. They're not. They're not dating, it's not a thing.
"No, I know," Jensen says, grinning. He hops out of the truck and stands there for a second with the door open, just looking at Jared, his lips all red and wet because they were just making out a second ago. They were just kissing. It's hard not to think about doing it again with Jensen looking like that. Jensen's grin widens a little. Smugly. "If this were a date," he says, "you'd be getting laid."
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What happens next is, Jared goes on some dates.
He goes on some actual, real dates with women. They go out to dinner or to the movies or bowling or to the Backdoor to play pool and darts and have a beer. Casual dates that end in sex and yeah, Jared really loves women. He's straight, he's definitely straight. He loves the way they feel, all soft curves and long, silky hair and high, breathy moans. He loves the way they move over him when they ride him, the way their hips twist so fluidly. It's like a dance, it's gorgeous, it's really fucking hot.
But none of them kiss like Jensen, and Jared finds himself pulling away when they go for his mouth. He feels like Pretty Woman, it's pretty stupid and the girls he dates give him weird looks. He doesn't blame him, it's pretty weird, but the next time he hangs out with Jensen-hangs out, because it's not a date, definitely not when they're just playing the new Zelda at Jensen's place and ordering Thai from the crappy restaurant down the block and drinking the cheap beer Jensen buys because it reminds him of Lone Star-he can't help thinking about it, so he can't really say he's surprised when they end up making out on Jensen's couch for an hour with the Zelda music looping over itself again and again in the background.
It's not a date, though. It's just that Jensen's a really good kisser and Jared really likes to kiss. It's not a date or a thing or any of that, but Jared thinks he could probably go the rest of his life only kissing Jensen, he's that good. His mouth is just, it's perfect and sometimes soft, sometimes hard, but his lips are never chapped because Jensen uses that ultra-girlie Softlips crap. Jared's thinking about writing a letter to them in thanks.
They don't really talk about it, though. Jensen acts like it's perfectly normal to go around making out with your straight friends, and Jared's pretty sure he doesn't even want to think about it, much less have some kind of discussion about what the hell is going on, so they don't. It goes on like that, hanging out, making out, and yeah, Jared maybe starts to think he's not one hundred percent, all-the-way straight. He's never really been attracted to guys, never really looked, but he looks at Jensen all the time now. He thinks about what it would be like and tries not to feel freaked out by how hot the idea is.
He's not gay, but he's maybe gay for Jensen. Jensen's pretty girly-looking though. It makes sense in Jared's head.
So things go on like that for a while, with the hanging out and the kissing and the thinking about what Jensen's dick would feel like in his hand, until one night when they're making out on Jensen's couch again and Jensen makes this noise. Not, like, one of his sexy noises that he makes (and fuck, Jensen makes a lot of really sexy noises), but a frustrated sort of half-laugh noise.
"What?" Jared says, but Jensen just shakes his head and kisses him again, mumbles, "Just shut up," against his lips, and shoves his hand down Jared's pants.
It's probably the fastest Jared has ever come in his life, not counting the first time with his high school girlfriend, but he was only fifteen then and he's twenty-three now, so it's sort of amazing. Jensen's fingers wrap around his dick and his tongue pushes hard into Jared's mouth and that's pretty much it, he's coming, making shocked little moaning noises while Jensen laughs a little and wipes his hand off on Jared's jeans.
"Now it's my turn," Jensen says firmly, and Jared's feeling pretty good, he just came in his pants and it was sort of the hottest thing that's ever happened to him, so yeah, pretty good and he doesn't feel like arguing. He's not gay but he's maybe a little gay for Jensen, so when Jensen unzips and pulls out his dick, Jared bites his lip and lets Jensen show him how to jack him. It's pretty easy, it's a dick and Jared already has one of those so he knows how they work. Jensen's dick twitches a little when Jared wraps his hand around it, it's pretty fucking sexy. And Jensen is sexy, with his head thrown back and his fingers digging into Jared's thigh in a slow, stuttering rhythm. The coming part isn't as sexy, or well, the actual come isn't because it's sticky and warm, but Jared's used to that and the way Jensen twists his hips up and shoves his dick through the circle of Jared's fingers makes up for the mess.
It's, yeah. It's pretty hot. Jared's definitely a little gay for Jensen. Or maybe a lot gay for Jensen. He still doesn't think he wants to get with any other guys, but Jensen is, yeah. He's Jensen. He's the best kisser ever, even right after he's come all over Jared's hand and his mouth is all slack and lazy.
"Let's. Uh. I want to. When can we, um, do this. Again, I mean?" Jared feels like a total ass. He doesn't care, Jensen is hot. He wants to do this again. He wants to do this as often as humanly possible. Jensen smiles.
"Jared," he says, smirking a little, "are you asking me on a date?"
"That depends," Jared says, and stares at the couch pattern. It's a really ugly couch that Jensen bought at a yard sale for five dollars, but it works and it was cheap. "Are you gonna put out if I do?"
"Oh, it's a date," Jensen says, and kisses him. A long, slow kiss and it's nice, it's really nice. Jared's dick is almost interested in it, too, even though he just came like, three minutes ago, but mostly it's just nice. Jensen's a really good kisser. "It's totally a date," he mumbles against Jared's lips, and kisses him again.
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Links: Table of Contents | Prologue Part 2: Easy As Pie