FIC - You only had to ask... (2/2) - JANSIS
Title: You only had to ask… (2/2) - JANSIS
Author: Wheelie47
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Van and Jake
Word count: 4,070
Warning: Features Van and Jake - if RPF is not for you then please don’t read.
Disclaimer: Don’t own characters, am not associated in any way with ATWT, Van and Jake. No offence intended.
Summary: What happened when Jake planned a surprise for Van…?
Jake was so caught up with the scenic beauty of the Old Croton Aqueduct Trail that he didn’t realise straight away that Van had gone completely quiet behind him, save for the occasional grunt of exertion and the crunch of changing gears.
It had started out just as he had planned; they had packed up the car with minimal whining from Van about having to load the bikes into the car and drive to get to where they were going but once they had arrived, loaded up the bikes with the bags and started off, even Van was rendered speechless by the scenery.
For a while they had cycled along at a slow pace just chatting, laughing and enjoying being able to spend time together on their own, just the two of them.
It felt so good to be in the same place at the same time, instead of being on opposite sides of the country or even not in the same country. The difficulties of a long distance relationship were starting to take their toll on Jake; the more time they spent apart only made him realise with painful, heart wrenching clarity that he was in so deep and had fallen for his ex co-star so hard that he couldn’t last long without his regular fix of Van. Like the first sip of his morning coffee, he was beginning to need that fix just so he could deal with the rest of the day.
As time wore on, Van began to lag behind as the exertion began to tell on his lesser built frame and the conversation between them had dwindled away to silence. Jake threw the occasional worried look over his shoulder to check on his boyfriend and each time Van’s features were cemented in a frown of concentration as his eyes focused on a fixed point ahead of him. Jake’s heart sank; he had so wanted this to be perfect and it had seemed like a fantastic idea at the time but by the look on Van’s face he obviously wasn’t enjoying it.
Jake sighed with disappointment and decided this would be a good time to take a breather; Van looked like he could certainly do with a rest and he wouldn’t mind getting off the bike and stretching his own legs as well. He stopped pedalling and swung his long and muscled leg up and over the saddle before walking to the edge of the cycle path and resting his bike up against a tree.
He grabbed a water bottle from one of the saddle bags and took a long, thirst quenching series of gulps as he leant his back against another tree while he waited for Van to reach him. The clean, cool water had felt so good and refreshing that he couldn’t resist pouring a small amount over his sweaty neck, almost groaning with relief as the water tracked a cooling path down his overheated back and torso.
Jake watched with a growing apprehension twisting in his stomach as Van leant his bike against his and stalked determinedly towards him.
‘Hey...’ Jake started soothingly, about to suggest that they could head back if Van wanted to as he attempted to divert some of the flak that he could tell from Van’s expression was about to head his way.
His eyes widened in surprise and a small involuntary gasp escaped from his lips as Van stepped in close, placed both palms flat on his chest and pushed him back against the tree trunk. Before Jake could utter a word Van attacked his lips hungrily as if they hadn’t kissed for days instead of mere hours. Suddenly and completely onboard with this unexpected turn of events, Jake groaned into the kiss and his lips slid across Van’s; tasting the salty tang of sweat where it had collected on Van’s upper lip.
‘You have no fucking idea… do you?!’ Van asked a little breathlessly as they finally pulled apart and he saw the bemused expression clouding across Jake’s face. The reason he had been struggling and lagging behind for the last few miles was that the only thing he had been able to concentrate on was Jake’s firm ass in his tight cycling shorts and his taut and straining leg muscles as they worked the pedals. He had found himself almost hypnotised by the action; he was only human after all! Then to top it all Jake had poured… poured… water over his neck and as Van had gotten closer to him, he could see the droplets of water glistening against his skin. Van hadn’t been able to stop himself and had needed to kiss Jake then and there.
‘What…?’ Jake started, frowning in confusion but was cut off by Van’s lips again.
The overwhelming sensations of Van’s lips on his, his lean body pressed up against him and his long and talented fingers tracing down his torso before making their way round to his muscled back and finally cupping his ass cheeks had Jake almost forgetting that they were out in the open and in full view at the side of the path.
‘Van…we…we …can’t…not here’ Jake managed to pant out in between the kisses that Van was sensuously placing along his jaw and down his throat.
‘Jake…there’s nobody around!’ Van chuckled in a voice that left Jake not completely sure if he was joking or not; his hot breath teasing across the sensitive skin of his throat.
‘Carl…Annabelle…don’t get too far ahead!’ a woman’s voice could be heard calling from round the hidden bend in the path and Van pushed himself off Jake just before two young children came running into view, followed by a man and a women holding hands as they walked along with their dog.
Van rolled his eyes and grinned. ‘Guess it’s not just Luke and Noah it happens to!’ he whispered to Jake before the family group came into earshot.
‘Hello’ Van called out in friendly greeting; a wide and genuine smile spreading across his face, aware that Jake was desperately trying to pull himself together next to him as he heard him swallow hard and give a small embarrassed cough.
‘Hey there’ the man answered, nodding back and giving a small wave as their dog; a beautiful chocolate brown labrador, came bounding towards them.
‘Bouncer!’ the woman called out. ‘I’m sorry, he can get a little excited!’ she continued with an apologetic smile.
‘Well… hello there’ Van chuckled as he knelt down to fuss the dog.
‘Come on boy!’ the man commanded as they continued walking past. ‘Enjoy the rest of your day!’ he called out with a smile as Bouncer gave a final lick to the back of Van’s hand before charging after them.
‘You too!’ Van smiled back.
‘Nice family’ he said to Jake as he straightened up.
‘Hey…you ok up there?’ he asked as he nudged Jake gently with his shoulder after he turned and saw that Jake was smiling wistfully; his deep blue eyes following the family until they were out of sight.
‘I love you’ Jake’s voice cracked with heartfelt emotion as he turned his focus on Van and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. Watching the family had stirred up emotions in him that he had never felt before and it took him mildly by surprise that he had been imaging him and Van doing exactly the same thing with a family of their own.
‘I love you too’ Van smiled back, slightly bemused but never the less touched by the unexpected display of emotion in his boyfriend…
…
‘I thought I’d be doing this for you’ Jake groaned into the pillow as Van knelt in between his legs.
‘Well…you shouldn’t have been trying to show off…sprinting ahead like that!’ Van chuckled as he worked the massage cream into the knotted muscles of Jake’s calf, shifting slightly to find a more comfortable position in the cramped space of the tent.
‘I wasn’t the one who nearly fell off twice!’ Jake retorted.
‘That wasn’t my fault…I can ride a bike you know. It’s you…you shouldn’t be so distracting’ Van laughed in mock accusation as he playfully slapped Jake’s thigh.
‘Ow! So…it’s my fault then. If I remember correctly the last time you had a bike it ended up stuck in the corner of your lounge acting as a scratch post for the cats!’ Jake turned his head slightly to look at Van with a dogged determination that Van recognized as a sure sign they were heading for one of their heated discussions.
‘Well…I can’t help it if I found a better way of getting a work out… can I?!’ Van asked, dropping his voice to its seductive lowest as he leant in to press a kiss to the side of Jake’s mouth, deciding that he wasn’t really in the mood for discussion; he had something so much more productive on his mind.
Jake couldn’t argue with that sentiment and dropped his head back to the pillow, closing his eyes to enjoy the feel of Van’s massage.
He felt the first stirrings of desire warming his groin as Van’s fingers worked their way slowly up his left thigh, easing tantalisingly under the edge of the material of his shorts.
‘Have I told you how hot you look in these?’ Van asked as he worked his fingers further up the leg of the shorts; fingertips tracing the curve where muscled thigh gave way to firm ass cheek. Van could feel his own cock stirring to life at the low groan that escaped from Jake’s lips in response.
‘But you’d look so much better without them’ he continued as he slowly withdrew his hand before sensuously running his palms up over the material covering Jake’s ass and curled his fingers under the elastic waist band, not caring that he sounded like he was in a bad porn film.
Van eased the shorts down as Jake raised his hips helpfully before lowering himself back down onto the sleeping bag; the soft lining of the material against the bare flesh of his hardening cock sending erotic sensations coursing through his body.
‘So beautiful Baby’ Van whispered as he slid his palms further up Jake’s body; over the strong lines of his muscled back, reaching his broad shoulders. Suddenly needing, wanting to see and feel more of Jake, Van pushed at the offending material of Jake’s cycling vest until it was bunched up under his armpits. Jake finally got the message and grabbed the vest; slipping it over his head and flinging it to one side.
‘Vaaannn’ Jake breathed out encouragingly, willing his lover to explore each inch of his body as he rolled his hips; desperate to increase the sensual friction, losing himself in the overwhelming sensations. No matter how they connected, fast and hard or slow and easy; it was always so, so good.
Van traced his fingers back down Jake’s sides, smiling briefly as he felt Jake shudder under his touch, before bringing them to rest on Jake’s firm ass. He gently kneaded them apart and blew a long, slow hot breath across Jake’s puckered hole, watching in awe as it twitched in anticipation.
‘Ssshh…I got you’ Van soothed as Jake writhed and bucked against the sleeping bag; his head buried in the soft material of the pillow. He knew the erotic feelings that were coursing through Jake’s body only too well as he keenly felt them himself every single time they connected and he couldn’t imagine that this would ever feel dull or just routine. Not with Jake…never with Jake, Van thought as he pushed down his own shorts and worked his fingers over his own hardening length.
He reached for the lube and, snapping the lid open, poured a generous amount over his fingers before sliding them in, one finger at a time with gentle and practiced ease, all the while rubbing slow and soothing circles on Jake’s lower back to ease away the burn.
‘Van… please… I’m ready’ Jake pleaded; his voice low and rough with the raw emotion of want and need as he pushed back against Van’s fingers.
Van gently withdrew his fingers; smirking at the involuntary whine of loss of contact that escaped from Jake’s lips and almost sighed with relief as he eased himself into Jake.
He tried a few shallow, tentative thrusts before they settled into a slow and sensual rhythm, which had Van rolling his hips into Jake as he pushed deeper with each thrust.
‘So…so…fucking…good’ Jake growled as he arched his body and tried to meet Van’s thrusts; the overwhelming feeling of the fullness of Van inside him had a desperate need for release building deep within.
Van immediately sensed the growing need in Jake and, sliding his arm under his torso, pulled his lover onto all fours. The change of position had Van’s cock brushing Jake’s prostate with each and every thrust and Jake hung his head down low in between his shoulders as he pushed back against Van.
‘Fuck!’ Jake groaned loud and long as he felt Van slide his hand over his hip to wrap long and sure fingers around his hard and leaking cock, working up and down its length to match the rhythm of his thrusts.
‘Ssshhh…it’s ok…let go’ Van commanded in a low voice and draped himself over Jake’s strong back; placing a kiss to the back of Jake’s sweat damped neck as he reached round to cover his boyfriend mouth with the palm of his hand. Vaguely aware at the back of his mind that Jake’s lustful moans could be heard outside the canvas walls, Van was thankful that they had chosen a secluded spot to pitch their tent.
‘So…fucking… hot…Jake!’ it was Van’s turn to moan in ecstasy when he felt Jake lick a hot, moist strip across his palm, sending an overload of sensation coursing straight down his spine to his cock that had him shuddering against Jake as his climax enveloped him.
The feel of Van’s cock pulsing deep within him and Van collapsing, spent across his back overwhelmed every single tingling nerve end in Jake’s overheated body and he came hard and fast. His arms trembled under their combined weight and he collapsed onto the sleeping bag; completely drained.
Jake immediately felt strong arms snake around his sweat slicked torso; holding him close as he struggled to control his breathing and he didn’t think he had ever felt so loved, so safe and so complete in his life as he did right then…
…
Van quietly slipped on his jeans so as not to disturb Jake and eased open the tent flap to be greeted by a glorious morning that promised a long and beautiful day as he scrambled out of the tent. He almost couldn’t believe that they were only a few hours out of the city.
He stretched long and hard and clasped his hands together over his head to elongate the stretch; feeling the burn in his overworked back and leg muscles, revelling in the feel of being able to stand up straight again after the cramped confines of the tent.
He felt good! Not only had last night’s lovemaking been fantastic; he quickly and sheepishly looked around, remembering how much noise they had both made and was greatly relieved to find that there was no other tent nearby, but yesterday’s cycling hadn’t turned out half as bad as he thought. Perhaps this wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all. Not that he would admit that to Jake…he would never hear the last of it!
Van was just about to contemplate making coffee for them both when he stopped abruptly as heard Jake’s voice sounding frustrated through the tent flap, ‘Shit!’
Van couldn’t help but laugh despite the seriously pissed off and flustered expression on Jake’s face when he stuck his head back in the tent and saw his boyfriend struggling to pull on his jeans, while lying flat on his back and only managing to get tangled up in the sleeping bag.
‘Are you gonna help or just laugh at me?!’ Jake pouted, his frustration increasing when he spotted the look on Van’s face.
‘Ok…ok’ Van soothed and tried to keep his face composed as he crawled back into the tent.
‘You know… I’m so much better at undoing your jeans than zipping them back up!’ Van gave Jake a lopsided grin as he tried to lighten the mood. He placed a tender kiss to Jake’s soft cock through the material of his boxer briefs before he eased up his jeans as Jake raised his hips slightly.
‘That’s your idea of helping… making me hard?!’ Jake tried to sound annoyed but couldn’t help smiling sheepishly back at Van as his boyfriend eased up his zip.
‘Come on…I’ll make you breakfast’ Van smiled as he ran his hand down Jake’s forearm to link their fingers together, pulling on Jake’s hand to help him sit up…
…
‘So its porridge…or porridge?’ Van asked holding up a packet of the same cereal in each hand, shrugging his shoulders and grinning at Jake as he emerged from the tent.
‘Um…porridge?!’ Jake chuckled looking at Van as he straightened up, a split second before he tripped over the lip of the tent flap and pitched towards the ground.
Van was about to tell him to stop rolling around on the floor like such a drama queen when he stopped short, instantly panicked at the look of intense pain clouding across Jake’s handsome face as he cradled his right shoulder.
‘Jake…Jake…keep still…let me see’ Van said trying to remain calm as he scrambled over and cradled Jake’s face with the palms of his hands; his heart seized in fear at the wetness of building tears in his lover’s eyes. It must be bad if the pain was that intense that it was making Jake cry.
‘I think we need to get you to a hospital, Baby’ Van said with growing apprehension as he saw Jake’s shoulder sticking out at completely the wrong angle…
…
‘Finally’ Van breathed out a sigh of relief as he unlocked and opened the door. He didn’t think he had been more relieved to see the inside of Jake’s apartment as he was right then.
‘Let’s get you to bed’ Van continued tenderly after he had closed the door behind Jake, guiding him gently by the left elbow as he carefully avoided jostling the right arm where it lay bound and slung across his torso.
‘I’m not tired’ Jake said stubbornly, despite the dark circles under his eyes, frustrated at himself that everything he had planned for them had gone wrong because he couldn’t stay upright on his own two stupid feet.
Van tried to keep his cool; after all Jake had dislocated his shoulder and was drugged up with painkillers. But if Jake wasn’t tired than he certainly was; not only had they spent hours in the hospital to find that Jake had indeed dislocated his shoulder, then Jake had insisted that they get a taxi back to the site where they had left his car, so they could drive to the campsite to collect the tent and their gear. Van had drawn the line at bringing everything up to the apartment, saying that if anybody wanted to steal their stuff they were fucking welcome to it.
‘Ok…fine. Just rest on the couch then while I go fix us something to eat’ Van’s soothing voice had a slight edge of frustration to it that he hoped Jake didn’t pick up on.
‘I’m not…’ Jake started then clamped his mouth shut when he saw the look on Van’s face. If he had learnt anything in the years that he had known Van, especially since they had become lovers and not just friends, it was that there were times that you just didn’t argue despite how stubborn he could be himself. This was definitely one of those times judging by the look on Van’s face, so Jake silently accepted Van’s help as he eased himself onto the couch without further discussion…
…
‘Not tired, huh?’ Van chuckled quietly as he returned from the kitchen to see Jake stretched out fast asleep with his mouth open, small almost inaudible snores escaping from his lips. He felt for Jake after all the trouble he had been to; planning and arranging everything but at least he was going to be ok, Van thought with relief and shuddered at the thought that it could have been worse. The realisation of just how much he cared for and needed his lover and his best friend, had hit him like a punch to the gut the instant he had seen physical pain etched across Jake’s features. He never, ever wanted to see that expression again.
He put the tray containing the sandwiches and the two bottles of water down on the coffee table. He had been in two minds to grab bottles of beer instead, he certainly needed one, but he had decided Jake probably shouldn’t be drinking on his painkillers and it wouldn’t have been fair on Jake to watch him drinking… so water it was.
After settling himself on the floor in front of the couch, he reached for his laptop deciding that, now he knew Jake was going to be ok and was resting, he needed some distraction from thoughts of the day’s fraught events. He reached for a sandwich and started munching away while he waited for the laptop to start-up.
Deciding it was about time that he started posting a new music mix; he loaded up YouTube and his Face Book page and racked his brain to think of the name of the song he and Jake had listened to recently that he thought would be perfect.
Jake’s low moan cut through his thoughts and he swivelled from his position with his back against the couch to see Jake shift uncomfortably in his sleep; his eyebrows knitting together in a frown.
‘It’s ok Jake’ Van murmured soothingly as he reached up to rest his hand tenderly on Jake’s left shoulder; his thumb gently caressing his neck. He smiled softly as he saw the frown fade and a smile ghost across Jake’s lips, the thought that a simple touch could sooth Jake made his heart swell with the strength of their love and connection.
Satisfied that Jake had settled comfortably again, Van gently removed his hand and turned back to his laptop.
‘Oww’ Jake cried out as he tried to turn over in his sleep and the pain shot through his dislocated shoulder.
‘Hey…hey… take it easy’ Van exclaimed in concern and he was at Jake’s side in an instant, sliding in behind him on the couch to help him sit up.
‘You ok?’ Van’s voice was tender as he stroked his fingers through Jake’s thick dark hair; easing down the sleep tousled locks.
‘Yeah…thanks’ Jake smiled a weak but grateful smile.
‘I’m glad you’re here’ his voice was rough with sleep and he closed his eyes as he leant into the touch.
‘Well... somebody’s got to take care of you Mr I’m not tired who falls asleep the minute he lies down!’ Van teased tenderly; his fingers still tangled in Jake’s hair.
‘You know…if you wanted me to stay a bit longer… you only had to ask. You didn’t have to go to such painful extremes’ Van continued quietly; almost in a whisper as he delicately traced his fingers over Jake’s hand where it hung in the sling across his torso.
Jake opened his eyes and those baby blues held such a look of intense love and happiness that it actually sent shivers down Van’s spine and made his heart swell.
‘Then stay’ Jake said simply, the corners of his mouth rising hopefully. Suddenly it all became crystal clear; he wanted to be with Van permanently, the where and the how were just details. Details they could sort out. Together.
The End
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