Fic: Saying No to Steve
Title: Saying No to Steve
Author: shaming_jezebel
Rating: PG-13
Note: Fic Friday Prompt #11
Note #2: First Fic to my LJ and first foray into this type of fic.
Summary: Jensen never could say no to Steve.
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Jared was looking forward to a relaxing evening in after filming had run long. Clif had already brought Jensen back to the house hours before and all Jared really wanted was to kick back with a beer and the game. he entered the den to find Jensen already on his sofa with an open beer on the table, and a DVD on the wide screen.
"Dude, what are you watching?" Jared asked as he saw the film paused on the television screen. "You better not be jacking off to your porn collection on my sofa!"
"It's my sofa," Jensen replied, "And it's not porn, it's one of Christian's movies."
"You're watching Christian's porn? Wait, is that a sex tape?" Jared asked, his voice a mixture of disgust and intrigue. He looked at the slightly blurry image that was frozen on the screen and could make out the two figures there. "Well, either you're watching it because you know he cheated and you're trying to figure out which bitch to bury or Steve has very feminine legs!"
"It's not the sex tape," Jensen replied. "This is Hide, one of Chris' better films, and Danni was raving about the fact that you could totally see Chris' butt in this one scene."
"So you decided to watch it to see his ass?" Jared asked.
Jensen huffed and shook his head. Jared didn't understand what it was like having your girlfriend interested in your best friend's ass. If he hadn't known that Christian was a) gay and b) very much involved with Steve, he would worry about Danneel's latest obsession. Of course, Jensen was just glad that it wasn't Jared's ass that Danneel was interested in because that would be a little too incestuous with he and Jared living together for a large part of the year.
"Wait," Jared said as he back-tracked over Jensen's words. "You said this isn't the sex tape. There is a sex tape?"
Jared had been joking when he asked about it, but he knew Jensen too well to think his friend had made a mistake.
"I meant this isn't a sex tape." Jensen replied, a blush creeping up his cheeks as he tried to ignore the slip of the tongue. He was definitely going to kill Danneel for starting this and leading him into revealing too much. If it weren't too mortifying to tell him the truth, Jensen might have asked Christian to do it for him.
"Oh no," Jared replied. "You're not getting out of it that easily. I know you, Jen, you never say something you don't mean. Which means that there is a sex tape out there and that you've seen it."
"It's nothing." Jensen replied, wanting to get out of this conversation, but his mind was already going back to the moments he had wanted to forget.
"There is definitely a story here," Jared pushed. "You wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise."
"It's all Steve's fault," Jensen replied. "You never say no to Steve."
"If there is a sex tape, then Christian certainly can't!" Jared replied.
Jensen mumbled a response that Jared couldn't make out.
"What?" Jared asked.
"It doesn't exactly involve Christian," Jensen replied.
"You made a sex tape with Steve?"
"I can't believe I'm telling you this," Jensen replied. "Why am I telling you this?"
"No way, man," Jared responded, " You can't stop there."
"It's not what it sounds like, it's just Chris is off filming all the time and he was missing Steve, so.."
"So, what?"
"So Steve filmed himself, only he couldn't get the camera angle right and he needed help and after we shot Weekend at Bobby's..."
"You decided to film a XXX-film sub-titled Weekend at Stevie's?" Jared asked, enjoying the way that Jensen blushed. "Wow! Jensen Ackles, porn director."
"Shut up, Asshat!" Jensen replied, growling in a way that would make Christian proud.
Jared paused for a moment and then shook his head. After thinking about it for a while he realised that he didn't want to know the exact details, the very fact that he knew about the sex tape would be blackmail material enough.
"So, what's this movie about?" Jared asked, throwing himself on the sofa. "And, more importantly," he began as he took a sip of Jensen's forgotten beer, "where is your beer?"
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