Perfect Imperfection By SamandDean76 For Jdl71
Title: Perfect Imperfection
Pairing: J2 (Jared/Jensen)
Rating: Explicit
Any warnings: None
Jensen walked down the aisle; his steps certain as his heart attempted to beat its way right out of his chest. He had only met his intended mate a little less than twenty minutes prior, but as he had stared up into multicolored eyes that refused to accept the label of hazel without a fight, Jensen had been utterly entranced.
His soon-to-be Alpha was tall, so very tall with a dimpled smile that had caused Jensen’s pulse to pound just a little faster, especially once he had drawn in a deep breath and felt the pheromones sweep through his system. He had somehow managed to stay on his feet, even though he hadn’t been steady on them. Not at all. He could feel tendrils of fire sweeping through his veins as his body began to respond to the amazing specimen that was standing so very close - close enough to touch.
Jensen’s hand had reached out of its own volition, fingers curling around a bicep that was barely being contained by the dark blue Henley that clung to his Alpha and left nothing to the imagination. Every bulge of muscle was highlighted and delineated, as if he had been carved out of marble. But that wasn’t right, because marble was cold, and he was so warm, hot even, under Jensen’s trembling hand.
“Easy, Omega.” The words washed over Jensen, and although they were intended to calm him, they only inflamed his blood further. He could feel strong fingers gently wrapping around his wrist, as his hand was drawn away, as his prize was taken from his grasp. “Soon.” The promise in the velvet rough baritone was enough to make his inner Omega swoon. As it could only envision one meaning behind the word. And it was joyously preparing for the moment when their two bodies would come together as one.
Jensen swallowed hard while he searched for words, any words at all, to speak back to the Alpha that he would be spending the rest of his life with. But they were elusive, especially when he felt as though every single part of him was being inspected, to see if he had been found to be satisfactory. He could feel the heat trapped in the gaze all the way to the very depths of his soul.
He shivered, while he waited for the formal introductions to begin. He could hear his father’s voice, sharp and high as he saw to the sale of his only Omega child. “Jensen. Do you find this Alpha agreeable?” The disapproval was clear in his voice, but Jensen found that he didn’t care about pleasing his perpetually dour parents any longer.
“Yes, very agreeable.” His voice was a strangled whisper, as he felt the smile tug at his mouth. How was he going to be able to let the world know that his wildest dreams had just come true? That he felt as if every single wish he had ever thought to ask for had been granted?
His Alpha’s father stepped forward, and Jensen barely noted his own father’s grunt as he was pushed none too gently to the side.
“Jared. Do you find this Omega agreeable?” Jensen tried to control his fear that the wrong word was going to tumble out from between those full lips that he couldn’t wait to feel pressed against his own. As they whispered against his hot flesh, as they came together, and left their mark upon the other.
“Yes.” Jensen tried not to topple over, as his knees almost betrayed him, when he swayed from the rush of relief that washed over him.
“Very well. It seems as though the union has been approved. Please meet at the altar in fifteen minutes for the ceremony.” The Reverend’s calm voice intoned with all manner of joyous sincerity.
Jensen felt his father’s hand curl around his wrist, and then began to drag Jensen from the room. He finally turned away from his Alpha, as he feared he would lose his footing and not survive the fall. Alan pulled Jensen through the door, and didn’t wait for it to close before he hissed at his child, “Could you not act like a trollop for even five minutes?”
He felt tears burn in his eyes, as he looked at the man who had never once shown him any measure of kindness. Who had never shown any pride in his son who he had clearly wanted to be a strong and mighty Alpha, not a weak and pathetic Omega. No father had ever been more upset by the cruel fates that had visited such a heinous punishment upon him, and Jensen was certain of this because Alan had never felt the need to conceal the loathing he felt toward his child.
Perhaps it was the fact that he was still riding high from the wash of pheromones, or that he had finally had enough of his father’s unremitting disappointment, but Jensen felt the satisfied smirk curve into his mouth, as words he had longed to speak most of his life were finally allowed to burst forth.
“I thought that smiling at an Alpha was still considered acceptable behavior. Isn’t that what mother did to you, when you knew she was the one for you?” Jensen managed not to flinch, as Alan’s balled fist was raised up, and slammed into the wall near his head.
“You will show me the respect I am due!” Alan bellowed in a belligerent tone, just before he pulled himself to his full height, that was still a few inches shorter than Jensen. Which was part of why his father disliked him so. The Omega that should be diminutive and small, was bigger than his Alpha father. And clearly unafraid of his threats.
“I believe I did.” Jensen replied calmly, somehow without a hint of sarcastic inflection.
It was official, Jensen was completely out of fucks to give. He had sighted his freedom, just beyond one broad shoulder, and he was no longer going to worry about any fits that his father might throw as his temper threatened the child whose only sin was in being born with the supposedly wrong designation.
“You had best pray you can keep him happy, because if he throws you out, you will not be welcome back under my roof!” Alan turned away with a huff, not waiting to see if Jensen would respond, perhaps because he knew that any response would simply enrage him further.
Jensen slid along the wall, until he could enter the adjacent room, and change into the ceremonial gown. It was old, fragile, and clearly designed for someone much smaller than him. The lace had been taken from his great-grandmother’s mating veil, which was a tradition that had thankfully gone out of style. The body of the gown looked like curtains from a time that was now long gone, and the sash was more lace, almost haphazardly cut in a rush, as if they knew it would be needed for emergency purposes.
Jensen did his best to make it drape gracefully around his large frame, which had been a source of consternation that had morphed into countless arguments with his father. As if he had willfully planned to grow up to be of an abnormal size. So that he would stick out like a sore thumb and make Alan’s job that much more difficult.
With one last look in the floor-length mirror, Jensen drew himself up at the sound of the knock upon the dressing room door. He opened it to find Alan, still appearing as if the end was nigh, and wordlessly took the arm that was extended to him. Knowing it was the very last time he would ever need to be this near his father. The Alpha that had raised him and given him life. But also, the Alpha who had resented him with every single fiber of his being.
They entered the hall, and Jensen felt a giddy sense of relief when he spotted Jared, standing tall and proud just to the side of the podium. The chairs had been filled on the Alpha’s side of the room, as curious eyes sought a glimpse of the Omega that had managed to capture such an amazing prospect. Jensen met his mother’s indifferent glance and winked at his little sister as he was escorted up the narrow aisle. Christian was Jensen’s only friend that had been able - or willing - to attend, and he was doing his best to send an intimidating glower towards the imposing Alpha who would mate the only Omega who had ever earned his undying loyalty.
Jensen drew to a halt when his father did, fingers plucking nervously at the ugly gown that swirled about him. Had to wonder yet again about the odds that some mischievous God had decided to punish all the Omega’s in his family line by forcing them to wear what could only be described as the most hideous outfit ever designed.
“Who gives away this Omega?” The words were spoken clearly, no shame indicated, simply a recitation of words from a long time past.
“His Alpha does.” Alan replied in a tone that indicated he wished to be anywhere but there.
“Who intends to accept this Omega into their care?” The Reverend's voice was still cheerful, but it had picked up an edge, as if trying to communicate the disapproval he felt at hearing Alan’s response.
“His Alpha does.” Jensen felt heat rush through him, as Jared's smooth voice rang out. There was no hint of regret, no mention of potential embarrassment at the prospect before him. There was only a calm confidence, a certain declaration, that he had found the Omega before him to be acceptable in every meaningful way.
The Reverend smiled broadly, as he extended his hand towards Jensen, who took it with a satisfied smirk painted on his mouth. He stepped past Alan, and locked his gaze onto his new Alpha, meeting eyes that were boldly devouring every single inch of his… face. Jared didn’t look down past Jensen’s shoulders, even for a moment. He was being entirely respectable in his attentions. Which was… new.
It was second nature for Alpha’s to examine every Omega that came within their eyeline. Frankly, it was expected. Even for the mated Alpha’s of the world. So, for Jared, the Alpha that was within minutes of owning every single inch of Jensen’s body, to not be looking at that which he was presently procuring - it left Jensen confused. And concerned.
Did Jared not like what he saw? Had Alan been correct? Had all of his father’s disparaging statements been… true?
Jensen felt the fission of fear begin to bubble up, as his smile faltered. The Reverend was saying all the words that Jensen should be paying attention to. He was currently being mated away after all, but he was suddenly faced with doubts. And these weren’t new doubts. No these were old frenemies that had visited frequently over the years. Always whispering in his ear when he wasn’t picked by any Alpha to dance with them. Mocking all his efforts to make himself look alluring, before he would go out on one disastrously chaperoned date after another.
Jensen knew that Alan had resorted to placing an ad in the paper. A general call for any Alpha willing to mate his Omega child, and it had hurt. Cut him open and hollowed him out as he had cried himself to sleep. But then the day had arrived, and he had seen Jared standing there. Looking glorious and magnificent and Jensen couldn’t imagine how he had gotten so incredibly lucky…
Unless he hadn’t? Was there something wrong with his potential Alpha?
No. NO. NO! Stop. It.
Jensen felt the gentle squeeze as fingers tightened around his wrist. He quickly blinked away the tears that had gathered in his eyes, as he once again focused on his Alpha. On Jared. Who was looking at him with… concern?
A reassuring smile appeared on Jared’s face, as his other hand reached out and caught Jensen’s dangling arm. The Reverend's voice faltered for a moment, as Jared drew Jensen’s hand up, and brushed a tender kiss against his freckled knuckles. As he gave a wordless reassurance that…
“Does this Omega agree to the mating?”
Jensen blinked hard, tore his gaze away from Jared to meet the concerned stare, felt the heat creep up his cheeks, as his heart pounded in his chest, and he swallowed around the lump in his throat. He needed to answer the question. He needed to answer quickly so that he didn’t embarrass his new Alpha.
But it was difficult, to quickly overcome a lifetime of uncertainty, when he hadn’t even been given the chance to do little more than breathe in some pheromones prior to agreeing to join to another living soul for the rest of his existence. His entire future hung in the balance…
Jared was still staring at him. But there was no anger reflected. Or disgust. No rolling eyes. Or obvious disdain. Just calm patience. As if he understood the significance of the moment and was prepared to give Jensen all the time that he needed to reach his decision.
Because it was Jensen’s decision. Alan may have orchestrated the sale of his child, but Jensen could still say no. He could derail this entire event.
And that thought, that realization, that he might have to walk away from Jared, who was still giving him all the time in the world, it was what he needed.
“Yes. I do.” Jensen’s voice rang out, steady and certain. Unwavering. And then he was gifted with a brilliant smile from Jared, one that released some incredible dimples that Jensen knew he would never tire of looking at. That he would go out of his way to do whatever he must, just so he could be the beneficiary of such a wonderous gift.
“Does this Alpha agree to the mating?”
“Yes!” Jared had barely let the Reverend finish asking the question before he answered. Loudly. And with conviction. Smiling even wider than before, as he squeezed both of the hands that he still held in his grasp.
“By the powers vested in me by the state, I now declare you a mated couple. You may kiss-”
Whatever else the good Reverend was going to say was cut off as Jared pulled Jensen to him, wrapped his arms around him, and leaned down to capture his Omega’s mouth. It was all that Jensen could do, to retain any control of his muscles, as he felt his body melt against the wall of corded muscle that would now be his for the rest of his days. He sighed softly, as Jared’s tongue traced along the seam of his lips, and he was left gasping as the fiery tendrils began to sweep up his body from deep in his belly. He couldn’t even be bothered to blush when he felt the first drop of slick between his cheeks. He simply reveled in the pure unadulterated joy that a simple kiss could provoke such a reaction in him.
Jensen could hear the whooping and cheering rise up from his Alpha’s side of the hall. He knew that they were certainly pleased for some reason. He hoped that those feelings would translate into some goodwill towards himself, so that he might be able to enjoy more than just the time spent with his mate. Only time would tell, but he had hope in his heart.
He shivered as Jared’s lips trailed along his jawline, until his mouth was next to Jensen’s freckle covered ear, and his husky voice filled every single one of his Omega’s senses. “I wonder,” a pause as a gentle nibble of teeth against his ear lobe left him gasping, “what you’ll sound like,” another pause as a hot tongue swiped over his throbbing mating gland, “as I take you apart.”
Jensen’s hands clenched hard, and his whimper almost drowned out the sound of the rip, as a seam on his Alpha’s shirt gave up the fight of trying to keep all of Jared’s amazing body hidden beneath clothes that should be, at least in Jensen’s humble opinion, outlawed. Because didn’t he deserve to be able to look upon his Alpha in all his natural glory every single moment of every single day? Was that really asking too much?
“Soon, Omega. Soon.” Jensen was placed back on his feet, and felt a moment of sorrow, as Jared released his shivering body and moved away from him. But he was calling out a name, and Jensen watched as Alan turned back towards them, still looking as disgruntled as ever. “I forgot to give you something.” Jared’s voice was light, giving nothing away, and Alan’s scowl lessened, as he hoped that he might be receiving a tip, for having delivered better than had been expected.
Jensen watched while Jared pulled back his fist with lightning-fast speed and could barely contain his startled and nervous laugh as Alan’s face rearranged itself after Jared connected with it. His father slumped to the floor, out cold, and no one seemed to care. As a matter of fact, another round of cheers went up from Jared’s side of the hall.
Christian was grinning ear to ear, as he took in the lack of concern being directed toward Alan, and Jensen couldn’t help but notice how his mother seemed uninterested in checking on her mate. She remained in her seat, calmly fanning herself as his little sister Mackenzie looked on in shocked horror.
Warm fingers wrapping around his own drew his attention back to his Alpha, and then he was being led down the aisle, and he found himself swept up in strong arms and was left a little confused when they didn’t slow down or stop to collect Jensen’s belongings as Jared marched them out of the hall, leaving everyone to roar as it was clear that Jared wasn’t stopping for anything other than the nearest flat surface. Jensen buried his face in the hollow of Jared’s throat, before he wrapped his arms around his Alpha’s neck and simply hung on and began to prepare himself for the next stop on this wild ride.
Entrepreneurs, being the talented and forward-thinking individuals that they are, had put their best collective foot forward when the mating hall had been designed. Not only were there multiple halls for couples to be mated in, but the banquet rooms were just next door. So that the feast could begin moments after the completion of the ceremony. But, if the couple were especially eager, as it was clear that Jared was, they could simply go right up to the mating suites that were sound-proofed and where every single surface was cushioned and padded, while also being reinforced to an incredible degree. There would be no broken furniture standing in the way of a successfully completed mating.
Jensen’s nerves were all jumbled, as he tried to maintain some sense of calm. But it was proving to be difficult, knowing that in very short order his eighteen-year-old virgin ass was going to be split open on a cock that was no longer trying to hide itself. Every single shift of Jared’s long legs helped to brush it against Jensen’s backside, as he was held tight in an embrace he never wanted to end.
It was finally as they were alone in the elevator, as long fingers were softly stroking his flank, that Jared spoke, “Do you think I can randomly punch Alan throughout the year?”
Jensen couldn’t stop the bark of laughter that welled up, and he raised his eyes to meet hazel eyes that seemed to be conveying that it had been a serious question.
“How could he have let a treasure like you go?” Jensen froze when the husky words flowed over him, as he realized that his mate was more than met the eye. “I saw your picture,” Jared paused as he smiled, like he was remembering back to that moment, “and I was entranced.” He shook his head, before he leaned closer, “I thought it had to be a trick.” Another pause, as he appeared to contemplate, “That no one as perfect as you would - ever be offered up - like that.”
Jensen couldn’t stop the tear that slipped down his freckled cheek, and he let his eyelids fall shut when the elevator chime announced that they had reached their destination. Jared carried him down the hall, steady and certain, as if he weighed nothing. As if the Alpha barely noted the fully grown - potentially over-grown - Omega that he held so close. Like Jensen was precious to him. That he really was a treasure.
Jared placed his hip against the electronic pad, and the RFID card was read quickly. The door popped open with a soft click and then Jared was pushing through, before he kicked the door shut with his foot and carried Jensen towards the center of the sprawling room. He set Jensen on his feet, took half a step back, before he raised his hands and curled them into the material that covered Jensen’s shoulders. With a quick motion, the hideous gown was torn in two, and Jensen was left bare and exposed in front of his Alpha. His Alpha who was now taking in every single inch of him, letting his gaze boldly roam over the body that belonged to him and no other.
Jensen quivered and trembled, his arms wanted to draw up to cover himself, while he tried to rein in his concerned instincts, the ones that were screaming for him to flee. He was fairly certain that Jared wasn’t upset with him, the calmness of his Alpha’s body language and the expression on his face seemed to clearly communicate that, but to be suddenly left bare and exposed, and in such a violent manner, it was a rather shocking development. And as a newly mated couple they had no rapport to fall back on. No long history so Jensen could accurately gauge Jared’s somewhat disturbing actions.
Jensen was just beginning to lift his foot, as he rapidly considered which way he might need to flee, when Jared was speaking softly again, “I’m, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t’ve done that - but I just - I couldn’t stand to see - your beauty diminished anymore.”
Jared’s large hand was raised up and gently cupped his jaw, and Jensen was once again struck by how gentle his Alpha could be, even when he was staring at Jensen with such passionate intent. Jensen finally saw it then. How Jared’s mouth was moving, as it ghosted over words that weren’t immediately forthcoming. How he would pause before he tried again, and then again. Jensen raised his own hand, stroked his knuckles gently against Jared’s jaw, before he curled his hand around the long neck that he couldn’t wait to sink his teeth into. And patiently waited for his Alpha to be ready.
“I’m sorry, I - I know - what you must think, but, really, I…” Jared trailed off, as he ducked his head, as he sought to hide his shameful secret. But Jensen knew that he would never be able to let this stand, that he could never allow his Alpha to have doubts about himself. Especially not about the way his Omega would view him and his supposed potential failings.
Jensen stepped closer, until his body was pressed against his Alpha’s, all the way from their chest to their knees, and he used both hands to cup Jared’s jaw. To make sure that he had his Alpha’s undivided attention. “It’s alright.” Jensen stared into gorgeous kaleidoscope eyes that he was certain he would adore until the day he died, and then gave Jared a tender smile. “I’m not one to judge, especially when I have my own shortcomings.”
Jared shook his head, as his hands fell upon Jensen’s hips, as long fingers began to knead supple flesh, and he worked to find the words he wanted to say. “No, you’re, you’re perfect. So beautiful. So, kind.”
Jensen felt the tears burning in his eyes, blinking them away, as he tried to find his own words, but simply swallowed them down once he realized that he would never be able to convince Jared that there was anything wrong with the Omega that he seemed to care for so deeply. Because Jensen was beginning to suspect, given Jared’s gentle nature, his respectful manners, and the fact that he was using actions in lieu of words, that there might be a reason that he had resorted to the public auctions to gain an Omega. And that he, just like Jensen, should feel no shame. Even when others say that they should.
“Hey, there’s no rush. We have all the time in the world. Besides, I like the strong silent type.” Jared arched one eyebrow high, as his face asked the question for him. “Fine, ya got me. You’re the first one. But you seem like a keeper.” Jensen smiled brightly at Jared’s bemused grin, as if it were a good thing Jensen could live with him, especially since they were legally mated for the past fifteen minutes already.
“Come on Alpha, how about we make some memories.” Jensen brushed his lips against Jared’s then, as he pressed in even closer, and felt his Alpha’s arms shift. Wrapping around his narrow waist, before Jared lifted him up, and began to walk them to the king-sized bed that dominated the far side of the room.
Jared laid Jensen out carefully, eyes running over every single exposed curve as he stood up straight, let his fingers catch the hem of his Henley, and then pulled it up and off. Jensen gasped as he took in the sight before him. Impossibly broad shoulders that tapered down to a narrow waist, and every single inch of his Alpha was wrapped in lean corded muscle. It flexed and jumped with each little movement, and when his Alpha’s fingers fell upon the button to his jeans, Jensen couldn’t stop himself from licking his lips. As he waited for the cock that was obscenely bulging the denim to be set free.
With his breath held, Jensen watched as Jared wriggled out of his jeans, and fell back against the sinfully soft duvet when his eyes took in the wonderous sight, of his supremely endowed Alpha, and Jensen realized with a jolt, that even as freakishly big as Jensen was - it was never going to fit…
His eyes rose, seeking some sort of reassurance, because he wanted to be with his Alpha, but he didn’t want to die! Not like that! Impaled on…
Jared had straightened, pants now having been cast aside, and he casually reached down with one large hand and stroked himself. And Jensen could feel his eyes grow even larger, as he realized that Jared still wasn’t fully erect. He was going to get even bigger!
Warm fingers around his ankle drew his panicked attention back to the source, and then he heard his Alpha’s soft voice, gently reassuring. “It’s good. It’ll work. Trust me.” Jensen drew in a shuddering breath, as he tried to calm himself, and as he shifted, he realized that his body was overruling his mind. He was lying in a damp spot, where his body had produced all the assistance that he would need while his mind reeled. And Jared was smiling down at him, like he knew…
Jensen felt himself go up in a fiery blush, as he realized that yes, his Alpha would be able to smell his arousal. Especially with him being laid out completely naked like he was. “First time?” Jensen wanted to curl up into a ball and then maybe vanish in a poof of smoke. Anything that would help him to erase this blundering disaster. No wonder his father had been worried. He must have known-
“Hey.” Jensen pulled himself out of his spiraling thoughts, was shocked to find that Jared was leaning over him, his face just inches away, as he looked cool, calm, and collected once more. As if he had expected no other reaction. “We have, all the time, in the world. Remember?”
Jensen swallowed hard, before he drew in a deep breath, and then another. As he tried to relax and soaked in the calming pheromones, that his Alpha released as he waited for Jensen to be ready.
A trembling smile tugged at Jensen’s mouth, as he got his jumbled thoughts in order. “We are a pair, aren’t we?” He raised his eyes, met his Alpha’s, and watched as his throat worked for a moment.
“Perfect. A perfect pair. Yes.” Jensen could hardly stand it, the fact that his Alpha was so incredibly wonderful and sincere and amazing. That even though there had to be those that would judge him harshly for his supposed shortcomings, he hadn’t let it get him down. He had found a way, and now he was more than willing to share his life with Jensen, who by most accounts was a less than perfect Omega. Too big, too loud, too opinionated, and much too brash.
But they had each other. And for once in his life, Jensen had to wonder if the stories were true. That each Alpha and every Omega had a perfect mate out there waiting for them. A mate that would compliment and enhance, that would only make them better and greater. Because if he had to place a bet, right at this very moment, Jensen would lay every single dollar he might ever make that it was all true.
Jared’s lips were soft, and Jensen eagerly melted into the kiss. Letting his Alpha gather him close, before they sank down into the decadently soft bed. Jensen’s hands had a mind of their own, as they began to seek out every single inch of skin that they could. Sliding down a gracefully curved back, before his fingers sank into the firm cheeks of his dreams. He could feel his legs being nudged apart and sighed as the incredible weight of his Alpha finally rested between them. As the cock that had gotten even bigger was digging into his hip, as his own was rubbing up against a sculpted abdomen.
It was all too much and not near enough. Waves of pleasure were sweeping over him with each deep inhalation of his Alpha’s intoxicating scent. Worn leather and whiskey were soaking into all of his pores, until he was left wanting more. Directly from the source. Jensen mouthed at the swollen mating gland, that lay just at the juncture of his Alpha’s long neck and his broad shoulder. Wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth in and drown as the waves of pheromones washed over him, but he knew he had to wait. There was an order, a process that must be followed. And Jensen wasn’t going to do anything that might ruin this night.
Jared shifted, and then moved lower. His mouth devoured every inch of Jensen as he slowly slid down his Omega’s shivering body. Nibbling at his collarbone, latching onto one sensitive nipple and sucking for a moment, until Jensen’s back arched off the bed and a strangled groan was torn from him. Tongue leaving a hot line as Jared crossed over to the other nub and lavished it with attention. Jensen couldn’t stop his fingers from weaving their way into the glorious waves of chestnut brown hair that crowned his Alpha’s head. Whimpered softly as Jared kept moving lower and couldn’t contain his cry with the first flicker of Jared’s tongue against Jensen’s leaking cock.
Now Jensen knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he had found an amazing Alpha. One that would eagerly share in this forbidden fantasy, who would let their mouth be used in such a fashion. It was unheard of, or at least, that was all he had ever been told growing up. How an Alpha would never debase himself in such an undignified manner. That this was something that only Omega’s did. Jensen’s back arched wildly off the bed, as Jared took his cock deep into his hot, wet mouth. His tongue swirling around the head before his cheeks hollowed and he sank all the way down to the base.
Jensen was left writhing, shattered cries spilling from his mouth, as his Alpha worked him over. As Jared generously shared such incredible pleasure with his Omega. And then his hand slipped lower, and as his thick finger pushed into the tight pucker, Jensen lost all control. “Jared - Alpha!”
A thick forearm held Jensen down as Jared’s pliant throat milked him dry, as he swallowed down every single hot pulse that was offered to him. Jensen was left gasping, trying to catch his breath, even as shudders coursed through his trembling body. Jensen felt Jared shift as he sat up on his haunches, and then large hands on his hips were raising him up, and in the next moment, he found out that his Alpha had been absolutely correct. It did fit.
Jensen could feel the fat head of his Alpha’s cock at his unguarded entrance, felt it slowly begin to ease inside, drew in a sharp breath as he felt himself being filled, savored the delicious stretch and the subtle burn. Clenched his hands tight in the bedding as it just seemed to go on forever, this exquisite torment.
“Omega.” Jensen opened his eyes and raised his head at the strangled cry, met a fierce gaze that could surely burn him to a cinder and then looked lower. To where their bodies joined. To where his lithe thighs were spread wide, how his spent cock was laying against his hip, and to the slight bulge in his belly, where his Alpha’s cock lay, deep inside. “Does it hurt?”
Jensen shifted his hand, covering the long fingers that were already wrapped around his hip, as they helped to hold him still. While his Alpha sat, chest heaving, sweat on his brow, swallowing hard, as he waited for a response. Because he truly needed to know, to have it confirmed that he hadn’t failed. That he had made their very first moments together pleasurable for his mate.
“No, Alpha, it doesn’t hurt. You made it feel amazing.” Jensen gave a quick squeeze to the fingers that were tangled within his own, as he smiled, wide and bright at his Alpha. And then he was throwing his head back and moaning as Jared rolled his hips, and the slide of that thick cock in his clenching channel was almost more than he could bear. Tendrils of fire raced across his body, left him gasping for air, as his muscles seized, and he arched like a bow off the bed.
Jensen had always been warned against such behavior, that it was a sacred duty to be performed between mated couples. That the Alpha was the only one who would be allowed to feel any physical pleasure. That the Omega would simply feel a sense of pride that they had given their Alpha the use of their body, and potentially, if they were blessed, a child or two sometime down the road. Jensen could still remember his father telling him how the only Omega’s who felt pleasure were the dirty ones, the bad, filthy, and wrong ones, who refused to do as they were told.
But there could be no shame in what was happening in this bed. Jensen was dutifully mated to his Alpha. While Jared had given Jensen pleasure with his mouth, what he was doing now was to be expected, wasn’t it? He was using his astonishing attributes exactly as he was supposed to, and still Jensen’s body was being inundated by wave after wave of incredible ecstasy. And surely, this couldn’t be wrong, could it?
Gentle hands slid up his flanks, caught just under his arms, and then Jensen was being shifted up, until he was cradled close to Jared’s broad chest, could feel the hot breath expelled against his neck when Jared leaned near to wrap his arms around him, to hold him safe and secure against a powerful body that would always defend him. Jensen could feel the sharp teeth grazing over his neck, teasing against the swollen mating gland that was pulsing wildly, demanding the next logical step.
“Please, Alpha, please. Mark me as yours.” Jensen spoke the words before he turned his head away, hoping that it would be enough to convey to Jared just how much he wanted this. To be marked as belonging to Jared for all time. He couldn’t help himself though, instinctively tensing as the sharp teeth pierced the thin skin of his neck, before the pheromones rushed through him and caused him to come almost as hard as he had the very first time. He tried to cling to Jared, as his cock pulsed helplessly between them, and his head lolled to the side, but it was all too much, and Jensen just wanted to ease down to the bed. To bask in the afterglow.
But Jared made sure that Jensen’s limp body stayed upright, as his hips continued to thrust his cock up and fill the tight channel that would only ever know one Alpha. The hand against the back of his head was Jensen’s first clue that he still had a job to do, as it helped to turn him, so that his face was pressed against the side of Jared’s sweat-slick neck. Jensen could feel the mating gland against his lips, pulsing in time to Jared’s rapidly pounding heart. The words came next, strangled and harsh, but the sentiment behind the request was filled with the gentlest pleading. Heartfelt begging.
“Please, Omega - Jensen, please.” He heard Jared’s throat being cleared, felt the hard swallow from where he was pressed tight against his Alpha. “Mark me - as yours. Please.” Jensen felt the surge of desire, swelling up from deep within him, felt his teeth fighting to descend, as it simply wasn’t an Omega’s place to claim their Alpha back. But his Alpha had asked it of him, begged him to do it, and Jensen was going to see it through. With a broken cry, Jensen sank his teeth into the thick muscle at the juncture of Jared’s shoulder and neck. Struggled for a moment to get to the pulsing mating gland, and then his entire world exploded, as the rich copper tang washed over his tongue, and the pheromones followed right behind.
Jensen felt a burst of strength sweep through him, felt a shattering climax beginning to build again when he ground down with his hips while he continued to clamp down with his teeth. His arms tightened around his Alpha, as he became an Omega possessed. One hand sliding up into Jared’s thick hair, clenching tight as they helped to keep him just where Jensen needed him to be, and then he felt it. The unbelievable pressure, the incredible pleasure washing over him, as his Alpha popped his knot and locked them together. For the first of many, many times.
Jensen could feel the hot pulses shooting deep, his Alpha’s seed seeking to claim his Omega from within, to find the womb that would hopefully one day carry their child. He felt the soft tug in his hair, and he finally released his Alpha’s neck, only to claim his mouth in the very next moment. The kiss was hot and frankly possessive while being filled with a tender passion that neither was certain could possibly exist in this brutal world.
Jared’s arms tightened and crushed Jensen’s slender form against him, as he threw back his head and roared. Announcing to the world that he had claimed his Omega, and that he would defend his mate from all who sought to harm him. Jensen took only a moment, before he answered the cry. His own roar was far less intimidating, but it was heartfelt and the look of awe on Jared’s face spoke volumes. He let Jensen know in every unspoken way that he was more than thrilled at the prospect of having a wild Omega by his side.
They collapsed down to the bed, Jared carefully rolled them to the side so as not to rip his knot out of its snug home, and then they simply tried to catch their breath. Both of their chests were heaving, harsh pants filling the otherwise silent room. Jensen lay there, mind reeling, not even knowing when Jared had begun to stroke his back, but seriously considering drifting off to sleep as they waited out Jared’s knot. It was a good plan, fairly solid in Jensen’s estimation. But when he heard the soft voice echoing across his mind, his eyes popped open and he brought a trembling hand up, so that his fingertips might rest upon the mouth that wasn’t moving. Which made what he had heard even more inexplicable.
“Jensen, are you alright?” He stared into the gorgeous eyes of his Alpha, the ones that reflected the roiling emotions they were both currently enveloped in.
“Yes, Alpha, I’m great.” One long finger was raised and then gently placed against his lips, before Jared withdrew it and tapped his temple with it.
“Please, Jen. Are you alright?” Jensen stopped for just a moment, swallowed down the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and then responded as his Alpha wanted him to.
“Yes, Alpha, I’m great.” A blinding smile greeted him, just before Jared leaned in and kissed him again. Jensen absorbed the utter joy that was flowing off of his Alpha. Simply basked in his contentment. That he was able to speak to his Omega, with no hesitation or delay.
And then heartfelt words were flowing across to him, and Jensen felt the tears prick in his eyes, as he smiled back tenderly.
“I love you, Jen.” The words were spoken so softly, with a timidness that shook Jensen.
“I love you too, Jay.” Jensen said the words, knowing that he meant them with every fiber of his being. That even after knowing his Alpha for a little over an hour, it had been more than enough time to figure out that Jared was his one true match in this world. That they were one of those destined pairs that were whispered about, that they would make each other greater, raise each other higher.
It had been a random, blind chance that Jared had been perusing the auction sites on the day Alan listed his son. It had been pure luck that Jared had clicked on just one more page before he gave up for the day. It had been happenstance that Jared had enough money in his account to procure his mate. Money that he had been given for selling lyrics to a national agency. One that thought Jared had a bright future. Never knowing that he might not be able to speak the words clearly and concisely, but that they were brewing in his mind, ready to be released through his fingers as he typed them out.
They had been brought together, two misfits who didn’t quite belong, and they had been able to forge a bond that was one-in-a-billion.
“Were you hungry? Free room service was included with the suite.”
“I’m starving. But not for food.”
Jared kissed him then, a laugh bubbling up and out as he took in his Omega. Studied him close.
“So, do I look any different?”
“Yes, you look even more beautiful than when I carried you in here.”
Jensen couldn’t help the blush that spread across his cheeks at those soft words. But more followed. Words that left Jensen gasping, at the images that his Alpha was painting in his mind. Of all that they would do before they left this room to begin their life together. And all that they would do once they had moved into Jared’s apartment. One he had never truly believed he would share with another.
It was a dream come true. A mating that had been given to a most deserving pair.
And they were going to cherish it, and each other, for all of their remaining days.
The End