Characters: Jared, Jensen, two OMC's
Warnings: Brief violence, Guns, Jealous!Jared, Mpreg, Angst....I think that's it.
Summary: Jensen was trying to keep his pregnancy a secret so he could surprise Jared on Valentine's Day. He had no idea that his keeping a secret would drive Jared into such a rage.
Disclaimer: I own neither J because last I checked slavery is illegal. Both man owns themselves and none of this ever happened because men can't get pregnant....unless I missed something in biology class. The only thing I own is this particular fic.
Notes:Written for the mpregwinchester My Secret Valentine. Prompt bydeanlives which could be found here. A J does get shot but I there's a happy ending I swear. I hope you like it!
Title: Lost and Found
Theme 04: Lover's Rock (J2)
Title: Starting Anew (WIP)
(Chapter 1) (Chapter 2) (Chapter 3) (Chapter 4) (Chapter 5)
Word Count: WIP
Warnings: Description of child abuse, Violence, Language, Smut, Rimming, Toys
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Chris Kane/Steve Carlson, Chad Murray/James Lafferty, Tom Welling/Mike Rosenbaum, and Dean Ackles/Misha Collins, Genevieve Cortese, Danneel Harris, David Boreanaz, Sophia Bush, and Jason Manns (others mentioned).
Summary: Jensen is the average man, a second grade teacher, and has a identical twin brother who teaches high school. He just got out of a bad relationship and isn't looking for anything new. Jared is a recently single father, a successful actor, and not looking for much. When Jensen finds his son lost in the store, a friendship forms that could definitely turn into more.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this never happened, totally fake!
Title: Musical Drabbles (Complete)
Summary: 10 drabbles based on the songs that my itunes picked on shuffle
Rating:G-as close to NC-17 as you can get in 3 minuets
Warnings: Smut & Toys
Characters: Jared/Jensen, Jeff, Chad, Chris
Word Count: ~2,300
Disclaimer: I own nothing and this most definitely, never happened
Title: Undercover Lover (complete)
PART 1, PART 2, PART 3
Rating:Strong R close to NC-17Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
Prompt:Jensen used to be one of the best undercover cops doing the job then he went undercover in the Padalecki organization and fell for the top boss, Jared. Jensen was so very compromised, and couldn't turn Jared in - someone else had to do that. When they finally came to arrest Jared, Jensen had just found out he was pregnant. Jensen didn't tell anyone about his baby, especially since the angry cops who finally arrested Jared burned Jensen's cover - outing him as a cop to Jared and all his most trusted crew.
Jensen knew that he had to run - in a few months he would be too vulnerable, heavily pregnant with the baby. He also knew that the charges against Jared and company might not stick as well as the cops thought and Jensen had to protect his coming little one, it was the last piece of Jared he was allowed to have.
Bonus points: Jared always knew Jensen was a cop; Jared finds Jensen heavily pregnant and has to keep his crew from hurting him
Title: Undercover Lover (Complete & Chinese)
PART 1, PART 2 PART 3
Translated by: nor_noreen
Rating:Strong R close to NC-17
Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
There are some truely amazing people in the world. About a month or so ago nor_noreen asked to translate Undercover Lover and I was so excited how could I possibly say no. So I am happy to present to you my first EVER translated fic. It's in Chinese and I can't read a lick of it but I still go to it just to look at it.
Title: How To Fall In Love In 32 Days (a.k.a Sequel to You Can't Leave Me) (WIP)
Pt.1, Pt.2, PT.3
Word Count: WIP
Warnings: (eventual) Bareback (Practice safe sex wear condoms!), rough sex, language
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary: Sequel to You Can't Leave Me. They figured it wouldn't be hard to make Stiles stay. A few well placed kisses and he would bend to their every whim. They didn't think they would actually have to work to make him fall in love with them.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction
Title: You Can't Leave Me (Complete)
Warnings: PWP (slight plot), rimming, slash, threesome
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary:In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction
TEEN WOLF MPREG PRETENDING!VERSE
Title: Let's Pretend (Pt. 1)
Title: Conception (Pt 10)
Rating: Someplace between R and NC-17
Title: Reality Check (Pt 11)
Summary: “Oh my god you’re Christopher Robin.”
Word Count: 1320
Summary-After School [after Breakfast], Stiles and Derek start fixing things
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.
Word Count: 729
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.
Yeah It Hurt, But I'm Stiles- 16
Word Count: 2420
Word Count: 878
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.
Jensen slid into the empty seat and smiled brightly at the other occupant of the table. “Sorry I’m late, had a doctor’s appointment.”
“Yeah. I’ve been feeling a bit off lately so I made an appointment.” Their conversation was interrupted by their waiter coming over.
“What would you two like to drink?”
“Apple juice, please.” The waiter nodded left.
“Apple juice? Since when do you pick Juice over coffee?”
“Since I found out that I am pregnant.” Silence fell over the table only slightly interrupted by the waiter setting down their drinks.
“You’re what?” The other occupant asked in shock.
“I’m pregnant.” Jensen repeated, this time with less enthusiasm and confidence.
“Don’t you think you should be saying this to Jared?”
“Saying what to Jared?” Jensen turned in his seat to see Jared standing there with a look of confusion on his face.
“Jared! Hi!” Jensen said surprised. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“I’m on my lunch break.” Jared said brows furrowed in confusion at Jensen’s obvious nervousness. “What are you doing here with…?”
“Grant.” The man offered.
“Grant.” Jared finished.
“We were having lunch.” Jensen said quickly. “Are you staying here or going back to the hospital or…?”
“He can eat with us. I don’t mind.” Grant spoke up.
Jared took in Jensen’s obvious discomfort. “You know what; I think I’m just going to eat at the hospital cafeteria.” Jensen watched Jared leave before turning back to Grant.
“Do you think he heard?”
“No, but I don’t think he likes me much.”
Jensen smiled. “He doesn’t realize he knows you. He knows you as ‘my co-worker Mr. Feorelli’.”
“He probably thinks you’re having an affair.” Grant said with a chuckle.
“That isn’t funny. I would never cheat on Jared.” Jensen said seriously.
“I know that and you know that, but does Jared know that?”
Frankie peeked over the transom
And there to her surprise
She saw her lovin-man Johnny
With that high-browed Nellie Bly
He was her man, and he was doing her wrong
“The music here sucks.” Jensen mumbled to himself.
Three weeks after the restaurant incident Jensen found himself on his hands and knees with Jared thrusting into him to the point of almost pain but he had no intention of telling him to stop, it felt entirely way too good. “Jared! Fuck! S’good!” Jared growled out some incoherent response that Jensen couldn’t decipher. Jared had his hands pinned on the side of head and had his face ace buried din Jensen’s neck sucking up marks and leaving imprints of his teeth. “Please!” Jensen gasped at the shift of angle and harder thrusts. “Shit! Please! Pleasepleasaeplease!”
“Yours! Oh my god! Yours!” His orgasm ripped through him so harshly he couldn’t stop his vision of whiting out then it was dark. He was pulled from his sleep a few hours later by the sound of his phone vibrating on the bedside table. He reached out blindly for his phone and squinted at the bright screen it was 3 in the morning what in the hell did grant want. “’lo?”
“I need you to come over.”
“I think Jessie is cheating on me. His phone rang in the middle of the night and he went into the other room to answer it.”
“Do you think he was trying not to wake you?”
“Jensen I’m serious.”
“Hold on.” Jensen carefully slid from under Jared’s arm, out of the bed, and into the hall outside their bedroom. “Okay now what’s going on?”
Jared reached out to pull Jensen close only to find his side of the bed empty. He furrowed his brows and listened out to see if he was in the bathroom. He was slightly surprised to hear his coming from the hall way.
“Grant I’m not coming over, it’s three in the morning...Yes he’s sleep but there’s no guarantee he’ll stay that way...He’s my husband I know his sleeping habits…Grant, no…Grant, Grant listen to me…What? No, don’t…Okay, okay, fine I’ll come over.” Jared closed his eyes and pretended as if he were still asleep. He listened as Jensen quietly changed his clothes and pulled on his shoes. “I can believe I’m doing this.” Jensen leaned over Jared and kissed his cheek. “Please don’t wake up.”
Jared heard their bedroom door gently click shut and his eyes flew open. He listened as the front door squeaked, Jensen’s car starting up and pulling out of the drive. He sat up and pulled the black locked box from under the bed. This was the last straw.
Jensen sat on Grant’s couch listening to his distraught friend babble on about how his fiancé has been sneaking off lately and had been keeping secrets. “…even our sex life is different!”
“Too much information.” Jensen said with a shake of his head. “Why did you wake me up at the in the morning for this Grant? I left a perfectly good bed with my husband to help you.”
“I just…how do I find out if he is or isn’t? I mean do I just ask him? Will he tell me the truth if he is? If he isn’t how do I ask without coming off like a total ass!”
“Grant I don’t-” there was a loud harsh knock on the front door. “Who is that?” Grant shrugged and rose to answer the door. He looked up in confusion when Grant slowly backed back into the room with his hands up in surrender. “Grant?” Grant took a few more steps back and the reason for his odd behavior was revealed. “Jared?” He had a gun pointed at Grant.
“Jared what are you doing?” Jensen asked nervously.
“Why wouldn’t you just tell me?” Jared asked harshly, gun pointed steadily at Grant.
“What are you talking about? Tell you what?” Jensen asked cautiously.
“That you were having an affair!”
“What? I’m not having an affair!”
“Yes you are! And he’s the one you’re having it with!”
“I’m not cheating on you I swear!”
“Don’t lie to me! I’m not and idiot! I know you’re having an affair. The running late after work, the busy weekends, I even saw you together!” Jared was sweating, his face was read, and his hand was shaking.
“Jared I’m a teacher! If the kids need help I stay after. The busy weekends are because The Valentine’s Day dance is on Friday, and you see us together because we’re the only two teachers working on it.” Jared turned his gaze to Jensen but kept his gun firmly trained on Grant. “Jared please put the gun down and listen to me.” Jared held the gun steady So Jensen kept talking. “Do you remember me talking about my co-worker who was like my needy little brother? Mr. Feorelli? That’s Grant’s last name. Jared, please…please put the gun down.” Jared readjusted his grip on the gun and shook his head no. “Give it to me.” Jensen took a hesitant step toward Jared, hand outstretched. “Give me the gun and we’ll go home and talk about this.”
Jared looked between Grant and Jensen before lowering the gun slightly and holding his hand out for Jensen to take. Grant sagged in obvious relief and watched Jensen reach out for the gun. Grant looked up at the sound of quickly approaching footsteps. “NO!” Grant’s yell was too late. Jamie had charged into the house and ran straight for Jared. When Jamie’s body connected with Jared’s the sound of the gun going off filled the house. Jared stared with wide eyes at the red that was quickly blossoming on the front of Jensen’s shirt. He threw the gun away from him and shoved Jamie away and crawled over to Jensen’s crumpled form.
“Jensne? Jensen!” Jared pressed his hand against the wound on Jensen’s stomach. “Jensen oh my god! I’m so sorry! It wasn’t supposed to be loaded! I thought I emptied it! I just wanted to scare him! Jensen!” Tears were dripping off Jensen’s chin and landing on Jensen’s already soaked shirt.
“Jared?” Jensen said in a soft voice.
“Yeah baby?” Jared choked out.
“Is it,” Jensen swallowed. “Is it a bad thing that I don’t feel anything?”
Jared vaguely heard Grant yelling at Jamie that Jared was giving Jensen the gun. “Call an ambulance!” He turned his attention back to Jensen. “I don’t know Jen. I’m so sorry.”
“You’re the doctor; you’re supposed to know these things Sasquatch.” Jensen said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
Jared shook his head. “I can’t think right now Jen.” Jared sniffled. “I’m so sorry I never meant to hurt anyone!” Jared wept. He could hear the sirens in the distance. “The ambulance is on its way. I can hear it Jensen.”
“I’m-I’m pregnant.” Jensen swallowed. He was starting to feel the pain; tears were rolling down his cheeks. “I-I wanted to surprise you.”
“That’s fantastic!” Jared said with a watery smile.
“Save your energy Jen. Don’t talk.”
“But I’m cold.” Jensen said with an air of defeat. “I’m so cold.”
Jensen heard a distant whooshing sound that was starting to drive him crazy, he let out a soft groan and look a look around the room. He let out an aggravated sigh, he was at the hospital, he hated being in the hospital. He reached out for the bed control that would prop the bed up and was surprised when he looked down to see his stomach was slightly rounded. “Whoa, when did that happen?” He lifted his blanket and pulled up his gown to see his stomach. He wasn’t particularly big, it was just noticeable. There were two monitors that were strapped to his stomach which he figured out were to monitor the baby. He saw a bandage on his stomach that was a few inches above his belly button. His head jerked up when his door opened and a nurse walked in.
“Oh! You’re awake!” Jensen nodded, not sure what he was supposed to say. “The doctors took you off the medical coma two days ago but you were kind of still out of it.” Jensen nodded again. “Well I’m just here to check on the little guy and another nurse will be here in a few to check on you.”
“It’s a boy?” Jensen asked in surprise.
“Yeah…you didn’t know?” Jensen shook his head no. “Oh…sorry for telling.”
“It’s okay.” Jensen watched her as she read the monitors output.
“Everything seems to be going fine.”
“Can you tell me what today is?”
“I missed Valentine’s Day.”
“Yeah…but there’s this really tall guy who keeps stopping by to ask about you but he never comes in.”
“Next time he comes, bring him in, even if I’m sleeping.”
Jensen woke up to the sound of someone sniffling. He cracked his eyes open and looked to see Jared crying with his face buried in his hands.
“Jared?” Jared’s head jerked up and he stared with red rimmed hazel eyes into deep sleepy green. “I missed you.” Jared only stared for a few seconds longer before looking away. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you really going to ask me that?” Jared said softly. “I shot you.”
“You didn’t mean to.” Jensen said softly.
“But I shot you Jen. How can you be okay with that?”
“I never said I was okay with it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pissed you shot me, but it was an accident. I’m angrier with Jessie then I am with you. I am mad that you thought I was cheating on you though.”
“Grant explained everything to me while you were here. I feel like an idiot on top of the guilt for shooting you. I um…I got arrested.”
“I shot you Jen. Grant post my bail and I’ve been sitting at home waiting for you to wake up. The officers were waiting for you to wake up to set a court date. Grant and Jamie tried to explain it was an accident but they wanted to hear your side of the story.”
Jensen nodded and looked at Jared’s face and noticed he was looking at his slightly rounded stomach. “It’s a boy. I really wanted it to be a girl but I’m still happy.” Jared smiled softly. “Want to touch?” Jared quickly shook his head no and tried to move his hands away but Jensen gently took his hand into his. “It’s okay.” Jensen pushed the blanket down and pulled his gown up before placing Jared’s giant palm on his stomach. Jensen felt a quick flutter on the inside but knew Jared couldn’t feel it, not for another month at least. “Everything’s going to be okay. I promise”
Jared held his fussy seven month old son and was trying desperately to get him to fall asleep. He wouldn’t take his bottle and Jensen was gone with Grant who asked Jensen to come with him to go baby shopping. He was relieved when he heard the sound of the key turning in the lock and bags being placed on the floor. Jensen came into the living room and smiled at the fussy baby in his husbands arms before gently taking him and sitting down on the couch. He pulled up his shirt and cradled Jaysen’s head as he greedily sucked away.
“I still think it’s weird that you breast feed.” Jared said with a fond smile.
“Yeah well try being the one doing the breast feeding.” Jensen said with a chuckle. “Go get the black bag and bring it in here.” Jared did as he was told; he sat on the couch neck to Jensen and watched as he switched Jensen over to his other nipple. “Open it.”
Jared opened the bag and pulled out a small wrapped package that hard a card attached. He opened the card and read it aloud. “You shot an arrow through my heart.”
“That’s not what it says.”
Jared sighed and stared at the card. The word heart was scribbled out and replaced with stomach. And there were words written in Jensen’s curly scrawl. “You shot an arrow through my stomach even though you meant to aim for my heart. I love you with everything I am. Love Jensen and Jaysen.” Jared closed the card and laid it on the table. “I love how you think it’s funny to play with my guilt.”
“I told you I forgive you; now it’s time you forgive yourself.” He nodded towards the wrapped gift that still lied on the table. “Open it.” Jared ripped the wrapping off of the gift and opened the box before promptly slamming the lid back shut scarlet staining his cheeks. “Do you like it?”
“Jen that’s a…”
“I know.” Jensen said with a dirty smile.
“How did you even…”
“I know my husband.”
“When do you want to use it?”
“I was thinking more along the lines of using it on you, tonight.”
“Tonight?” Jared squeaked.
“My mom already said she’ll watch Jaysen.”
Jared opened the box and looked inside again before smiling widely. “I’ll pack his overnight bag.” Jared leaped up from the couch and ran up the stairs two at a time Jensen’s laugh following him the entire way.
Jared looked down into wide open hazel green eyes. “Your Dad is a kinky man.” Jensen said with a laugh.
“I heard that!” Jared yelled down the stairs.
“You were supposed to!” Jensen yelled back. He heard the soft lyrics coming from the radio that he just noticed was on
‘…Well this story has no moral
And this story has got no end
Well the story just goes to show you women
That there ain’t no good in men-’
Jensen quickly searched for the stereo remote and turned it off. “God I hate that song.”
A/N: Song is Frankie and Johnny
Happy Birthday (Present- Tyler's 1st birthday)
Tyler stared with wide eyes at the glowing flickering lights the were sitting atop the colorful thing that was sitting before him. He kept reaching out to touch the flickering lights but his Dad kept pushing his hand away, he was starting to get upset he just wanted to touch. He filched a little at the sudden sound of the voices coursing together. When they stopped the people around him looked expectantly.
"Blow." He watched as his Dad pushed air out of his mouth so he did the same. He heard everyone laugh. "Blow the candles silly." His Dad pointed at the glowing flickering bright things so he blew them and with some help, they went out. Everyone cheered and clapped so he did too and everyone laughed more. His Daddy pulled the things that used to be bright out of the small colorful thing and put a bib around his neck before nudging it closer.
"Taste." Tyler looked up at his Daddy. Usually when he heard that word it meant he was going to have to eat something he didn't like or didn't know what it was. Daddy swiped some of the blue stuff off the cake and rubbed it onto his lips. Tyler hesitantly licked it off, it was good. He jammed both his hands into the colorful tasty thing and shoved them into his mouth. He smiled up at his Dad who had the bright flashy thing that he sometimes saw his face on. A glob of cold stuff was put next to the thing he was already eating. It was dark and it was good.
Today was his birthday. He had no idea what it was but he thought that he liked it. He got to have all this food and he got to do anything he wanted and got to tear things apart that had toys inside and he didn't even get into trouble. After he ripped open the paper he played with toys and other little kids that were at the party and his Dad, Daddy, and Uncles, Aunts and Grandpa.
There was a lady who came with red hair. She knelt down in front of him like his Dad did when he came home from school or work. "Derek's going to regret kicking me out of his pack." Derek? That was his Daddy's name. He didn't like the red lady. She smelled like something he used to smell but he didn't know anymore. She was pretty and she was smiling but her smell was wrong. She didn't smell like everyone else when they smiled.
She pulled out a medium sized package from behind her back and handed it to Tyler. He remembered from earlier that he had to rip the pretty paper to get to the thing underneath. It was a wolf, like his Uncles and Daddy. He had eyes that looked like his and his Dad's and it was so soft. He held the soft wolf to his chest and gave the red head a huge smile. He remembered her now; she used to come over all the time then one day she didn't. He was going to give her a hug when he was scooped up and the toy was ripped from his hand and tossed away.
Daddy was growling at the red lady and she was looking back with a scary face. Dad was checking him over and asking him if he was okay. He didn't know what was going on he was starting to get scared and scratchy. He rubbed his cheek with his hand but his Dad snatched it away, he tried to use his other hand but his Dad kept holding it. Tyler let out a soft whine and tried to rub his now burning cheek.
"Derek! Something's wrong!" Dad only said Daddy's name like that when bad things were going to happen.
"What did you do?" The red lady didn't answer. "What did you do!"
His stomach hurt, why did his stomach hurt? "Oh no." His Dad picked him up and bent him slightly over and everything came back up. Tyler started to cry everything was hurting; he needed Dad or Daddy to make it better. He tried to curl into his Dad's chest but his Dad wouldn't let him and he felt more stuff come up. "Derek please! Something's wrong!" Dad was crying and everyone else was staring.
"Stiles! What's going on?" It was Grandpa. When Grandpa looked at Daddy he reached for his shiny pointer in his pocket.
"Hale! What the hell is wrong with you!"
"Dad, don't! Put it away! I'll explain later!"
"I need you to take me to the hospital. Now. Please." Grandpa didn't wait and Dad held him close. His stomach felt better but now he couldn't breathe. Dad must have noticed because he asked Grandpa to drive faster. Tyler started crying harder, it was getting dark, and he didn't like the dark, bad things happened in the dark.
A/N: I'm sorry Tyler! Please review!
Title: Strike Three
Word Count: 693
Summary: What made him growl was the fact that Stiles was at the restaurant with a wolf that wasn’t Derek and wasn’t someone in their pack, and to make matters worse he was touching his son. Pretending!Verse
Warnings: Written in a rush.Disclaimer: I make no money and I don’t own the characters or the people who play them.
Derek stopped in his tracks as he caught the smell of Stiles and Tyler mixed with another scent he has smelled before but couldn’t place. He looked around trying to find the source of the smell and felt a growl form in his throat when he looked inside the pizzeria and saw Stiles inside. What made him growl was the fact that Stiles was at the restaurant with a wolf that wasn’t Derek and wasn’t someone in their pack, and to make matters worse he was touching his son. It was only a half second of hesitation before he was heading towards the pizzeria.
Stiles sat across from his friend Anthony and laughed as he told him about how the youngest pups of his pack had learned how to shift on accident and scared themselves when they looked in the mirror. Stiles smiled at Tony as he played with a sleepy Tyler’s foot who sat contentedly in his car seat on top of the table. Tony noticed and smiled back making Stiles blush.
“You know if you weren’t so in love with his father I’d mate you.”
Stiles blushed harder. “Well sometimes I wish I wasn’t.”
Tony reached across the table and placed his hands on top of Stiles’. “I may have only known you for a few months but I care about you stiles. And when you’re ready to move on I’ll be here for you, and so will my pack.”
“And if I never move on.” He asked softly fiddling with Tony’s fingers that were twined with his own.
“Then I’ll be content with what we have.” He said with a sincere smile. “Plus, as long as I get to keep saying this little guy we can be friends forever.” He said while caressing the 3 month olds tiny hand.
Stiles was going to respond when the door to the pizza place burst open and the door was filled with Derek’s hulking figure. Stiles looked up mouth slightly open. “Derek?” The angry alpha stomped over to their table. Stiles didn’t have any time to react before Derek had Tony by the collar of his and threw him across the restaurant. “Derek!” Derek whipped his head around and glared at the teen with glowing red eyes. “What are you doing?!”
He turned his attention back to Tony. “You need to leave.”
“You can’t tell my friends what to do.” Stiles snapped, he would’ve said more but Tyler started to cry.
Derek walked over to the other wolf that was dusting himself off, but making no move towards leaving. “You’re encroaching on my territory. You need to leave.”
“By territory do you mean mate?” Tony said with a smirk. “My family has lived here for the past year and you never cared that we were here, but the instant I start talking to him you blow a fuse.”
“You weren’t talking. You were touching him and my child.”
“You won’t claim him, he’s fair game. From what I gathered you want nothing to do with him.” Derek only growled. “Besides I think you’ve pissed him off.” Derek turned to see Stiles angrily walking towards the parking lot with Tyler’s car seat secured in his hand.
Stiles angrily but carefully secured Tyler’s car seat in place and slammed the door shut. He jumped when he turned to find Derek standing angrily behind him. He glared at the Alpha and turned to get into the car but was stopped by a string grip on his arm. “What Derek? What could you possibly want!” Stiles snapped; Derek only looked at Stiles expectantly. “God why must you ruin everything! I try and try to get over you but every time I get three steps away you make me take four steps back!” Tears burned at his eyes. “You’ve told me multiple time you want nothing to do with me other than Tyler so what do you want!” When he was once again greeted with silence he yanked his arm free and yanked the drives side door open. He wasn’t expecting to be slammed against the side door or to have his lips covered by Derek’s.
Title: You and Me
Word count: 992
Summary: “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.”
Labor definitely sucked, Stiles wasn’t even sure why he had to go through labor if he was going to have a C-section anyway. He could have a natural birth but he felt in no way comfortable pushing a baby out of there even if that was how he ended up in this situation in the first place. He winced his way through another contraction and gave a halfhearted smile when a nurse came in to check him and the baby.
She fished up her last exam and turned to stiles. “You’re about 6 centimeters and almost completely effaced, and you’re water hasn’t broken. Is there anything you want or need?”
“No…but can I walk around like up and down the halls or something?”
“Not sure, just let me double check with your doctor when you’re getting your C-section and I get back to you but while you wait you can walk around your room a little.”
Stiles nodded his thanks and, with some help from the nurse, stood. He walked in small circles around the room for a few minute before a contraction hit. He let out a groan of pain and propped himself up against the bed. He rocked his hips side to side trying to alleviate the pain, it helped, but only a little. He jumped when he felt hands massaging his lower back. He had forgotten that Derek was in the room he had resigned himself to sitting in the corner all broody.
“Thank you.” Stiles said softly he hadn’t expected a response and wasn’t surprised when he didn’t receive one. What did surprise him was his dad bursting into the room.
“I didn’t miss it did I?” His Dad said quickly clothes disheveled and panting.
“My grandson being born that’s what.” Stiles shook his head no. “Good.” Then his eyes landed on Derek and he glared. “What and the hell are you doing here?”
Derek took his hands away from Stiles’ back and took a step away. “He has a right to be here Dad.”
“Like hell he does.” The Sheriff snapped. “He should be in jail. He’s 24 years and got my son, my 16 year old son, pregnant.”
“Dad.” He pleaded. “Please don’t do this.”
“Maybe I should go.” Derek suggested, surprisingly meek.
“No! I want you to stay.” He turned to his dad. “I want both of you to stay. Please?” The two mad shared a few silent words before nodding. Stiles smiled then groaned his way through another contraction. “Oh my god this hurts!” He felt tears burn at his eyes and pressure. “Oh god. Someone get the doctor or the nurse.” Neither man moved. “Please!” The jumpstarted both men and they left looking for a doctor. When the on call OB/GYN came in he saw Stiles with his hands leaning against the bed.
“Stiles I need you to get back on the bed for me.”
“I can’t.” He whimpered.
“Yes you can.”
“No I really can!” He snapped. “It hurts to move.”
The doctor nodded. “I’m going to check to see how far you are.”
Stiles nodded, he felt fingers then a gush of warmth. “What was that?”
“Son, you’re 10 centimeters and 100% effaced time for you to push.”
“What no! I wanted a C-section. She just checked me I was only 6 centimeters!”
“Not going to happen, son I’m sorry. Apparently you standing gave you what you needed to get to ten. Since you can’t get on the bed we’re going to get you a birthing chair so you can push.”
“I don’t want to push!
“Stiles, we need you to push.”
“I am pushing!”
“We need you to push harder. Don’t you want to see your baby boy? Don’t you want him to meet Daddy and Grandpa?” Stiles nodded. “Then you need to push.” The nurse encouraged. He pushed, and pushed, and pushed. He pushed so hard he thought his face was going to pop, and just as he was about to quit there was something put on his chest.
He let out a choked sob when he saw it was his baby boy. Covered in blood and muck from his journey into the world and he was still the most precious thing Stiles had ever seen. He had ten fingers and ten toes, two arms, legs, and eyes. He was perfect. He watched carefully as he was taken away to be cleaned, ignoring the doctors as they handled the after birth. He smiled when Derek hesitantly reached out and touched the tiny pink hand.
His father had been called back into work so he had left but not before taking a thousand and one photos of his grandson. Stiles watch tiredly with a contented smile as the Alpha cooed at his sleeping newborn son safely secured in his arms. Derek felt Stiles looking and turned towards the human, his features hardened a little and stiles felt his heart break a little more. “What?”
“Nothing, I just think we should name him now.”
“What do you want to name him?”
They sat silently for a few moments. “W-what about Tyler?” Stiles asked hesitantly. “Tyler Lee Hale?
Derek looked at Stiles as if he had grown a third head before looking down at their son and jerkily nodded. Stiles smiled as he signed his sons name on his birth certificate. “Thank you.” Derek said gruffly. “For naming him after my Dad.”
“You’re welcome.” Derek held Tyler a little while longer before handing him over to stiles.
“I have to go. Pack meeting.” Stiles nodded. “I’ll let them know it was a boy. “
Once he was gone stiles rooted through the bedside table for a bottle for the wriggling infant in his arms. Just as a small wail began to leave stiles gently slipped the bottle inside. “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.”
Let's Pretend (Pt.1)
Warnings: PWP (slight plot), rimming, slash, threesome (didn't check for errors because i was tired let me know of any and i'll fix them in the morning/tomorrow)
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary:In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something.
You Can’t Leave Me
In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something. He knew Scott and Derek had this, well for a lack of a better word, thing, going on ever since Allison called it quits s month into senior year. The first few days Scott kind of walked around like a shell not talking to anyone, not eating, and actually doing in well in class (Which wasn’t actually bad just odd considering its Scott). Then suddenly he became an ass hole. Snapping at everyone for even the stupidest thing, freaking out all the animals at the vet clinic, and snapping at Stiles (Which also wasn’t all that new but when the snapping started to involve actual teeth that made stile a little nervous). So Stile being the Awesome and caring best friend that he is calmly asked Derek for his help (Which actually meant he ran screaming towards the Alpha begging him to fix Scott).
So to say Stiles was happy when Scott finally started to calm down after a few days was and understatement, he was ecstatic. Well he was until Scott started to blow him off for Derek which he never in a million years would’ve guessed. Stiles just chalked it up to Scott finally stepping up to his post in the pack. Their awkward pack consisting on Derek, Scott, Jackson, Lydia, and the two humans Danny and himself. He was fine with that answer until one day while changing after lacrosse he noticed a bruise on Scott.
“Dude what happened?” Stiles asked gesturing to the mark.
“Derek and I were fighting.”
“Oh.” Stiles shrugged it off and they continued changing in silence.
“I have to go meet Derek, I’ll see you later.”
Stiles nodded as he struggled to pull on his shoe. “See ya.” When he finally got his shoe on he actually thought about Scotts answer. That made no sense, how could he get a bruise on his neck from fighting, he’d understand if it was shaped like a hand, but it actually looked like a hickey. “…OH MY GOD! It’s a hickey!” Stile scrambled to grab his stuff and attempted to Catch up to Scott. When he got outside it was just in time to see the black Camaro speed around the corner.
When he went to ask Scott about it the next day he chickened out and completely changed the subject. He figured if Scott wanted him to know he would tell him so he let it be and waited. A few days turned in to a few weeks and those weeks into months and soon it was only 3 months until graduation, Stiles was accepted into a few colleges, and Scott still hadn’t said anything. Stiles was starting to get aggravated with the lack of best friending that Scott had going on and was going to call him on it…until he ran into Allison in the hallway. He tried to hide from her but failed epically and found himself with an arm full Allison who was grinning from ear to ear.
“H-hey Allison.” Stiles hugged her back awkwardly.
“Stiles you will not believe what I just found out!”
“I got into UCLA!” She said jumping slightly in place.
“Well then I guess congratulation is in order, because you got into UCLA and that’s a good thing. And you congratulate people when good things happen.” He scratched his head nervously. “Why are you telling me things that you need to be congratulated for?”
“You got in too, right?”
“Well yeah but I-”
“That means we’ll actually know somebody on campus.” The bell rang drawing their conversation to a close. “Gotta go, I’ll talk to you later.”
He watched Allison run/walk down the hall before mumbling to himself. “I never actually said if I was going or not.” He turned to head for his class but bumped into a solid body. “Oh, Scott, hi I was just on my way to class.” Stiles doesn’t even have enough time to register what’s going on let alone protest before he finds himself pressed against the wall of the janitors closet with Scott working his pants off. “Scott don’t-oh fuck.” Stiles attempted command to stop Scott broke off as Scott grabbed his half interested dick.
“You aren’t leaving me.” Everything after that was a blur of want, sweat, and pleasure. When Stiles finally regained his senses his front was pressed against the wall and his legs were shaking, of course he could only tell that his legs were shaking because he could feel his whole body shake.
“I can’t feel my legs.” And sure he could’ve said something else instead like ‘What the fuck Scott’ or ‘You raped me you ass hole!’ but Stiles knows that around the third or fourth finger pushing inside he was begging for it. He left himself slowly start to slide to the ground but was stopped in his decent by arms around his waist. He felt Scott pepper his skin with kisses and only then did he realize Scott was whispering.
“Can’t leave me. Not allowed. Mine. Can’t leave.” He was going to ask what Scott was talking about when he felt fingers pushing against his already abused hole, circling around the puffy skin and slicking through the escaped cum. The fingers pressed inside and shoved brutally against his prostate making his back bow in what had to be a painful arc. He let out a garbled sound and a whine when he felt his dick twitch in interest.
“I can’t. Too much, I can’t even stand. We’re in the freaking janitor’s closet, cliché much!” Apparently that wasn’t a good enough reason for Scott. He flung Stiles around and lifted him so his legs could wrap around his waist pausing only long enough to make sure Stiles was secure before plunging in. And by no means was Stiles complaining, I mean his bestfriend was fucking him through the wall and it felt great. And Stiles figured since Scotts eyes kept switching to their wolfy glowing gold that Scott wasn’t all there so he didn’t feel so bad for letting it happen. Oh he felt bad later when they stumbled out of the janitor’s closet, Scott all smug with a grin on his face and Stile completely disheveled and eyes glazed. The guilt was momentarily put on pause when Scott pressed him against the wall and proceeded to devour his whole mouth. It wasn’t until Scott pulled away and was already walking down the hall that he saw Danny and Jackson. Jackson had a knowing smile on his face and Danny’s was one of pure confusion, and no Stiles did not run down the hall trying to escape his embarrassment, he was late to class and wanted to get his notes.
The fact that he avoided Scott like the plague had nothing to do with that situation. And let me tell you avoiding your bestfriend is already hard, avoiding your bestfriend who was also a werewolf was nearly impossible. Although thanks to the grace of somebody out there Stiles successfully avoided Scott for 2 and a half weeks and also had legitimate excuses to get out of pack meetings for the next 3 weeks. Things were going good in his own personal opinion that is until he went into his room one day and found Derek sitting on his bed. He jumped and let out a not so manly scream before he glared at the Alpha sitting on his bed.
“You know I thought we moved past the whole creeperesque habit of you coming in through my bedroom window, to the normal people thing of knocking on the front door.” He only received a glare in return.
“You’ve been avoiding the pack.”
“No. No I haven’t things just have been…off lately.”
“For three weeks?”
“Yes, the first one I was sick (He didn’t have to know that he had worried himself into a stomach ache and throwing up) the second one, my dad took me out of town (Because he had asked/begged him stating they needed more father/son time) And this passed one I had to work on a project (Which wasn’t due for another week and he had a partner but that was just minor details).”
“And your reason for missing todays?”
“There was a pack meeting today?”
“Yes, which you would’ve know if had gone to any of the others.”
“Okay well I’m sorry for missing the meetings so if you would be so kind as to get off my bed I’m tired and need a nap.”
“You’ve been avoiding Scott.”
Stiles opened and closed his mouth a few times. “No I’m not.” Derek gave him a look. “Okay so maybe I am but you don’t understand!”
“Then help me understand.” Stiles opened his mouth then promptly snapped it shut. Yeah, how do you tell Derek Hale a.k.a your Alpha that your bestfriend who, for all you know considering the evidence, is his boyfriend, fucked you through the wall at school. He opened his mouth to try again but all that came out was a rush of air.
“You know what, it isn’t important. Now if you would be so kind as to leave I have to take nap then I have to call David. Actually now that I think about it I should call David before I take my nap. There’s no tell if he’ll even be there when I wake up. Of course I do have his cell number I could call him on that, yeah that sounds like a plan. Now where in the hell did I put his number?” Stiles started ruffling through the thousands of papers on his desk look for the card that had David’s number. “Ah hah!” he turned to lean against his desk and saw Derek was still here, only now he was only a few step away from Stiles.
“My admissions counselor for UCLA.”
“Admissions counselor. You know the guy who makes sure I’m mentally and financially ready for college in the fall.”
“Yes Derek, college you know the place you go after high school.”
“You’re not going to UCLA.”
“Who are you now my father?”
“No I’m your Alpha.”
“Hate to break it to you hale but I’m not a wolf, therefore pack laws do apply to me.”
“Hate to break it to you Stilinski.” He snatched Stiles’ phone and tossed it across the room. “But you are part of the pack, forever. Not when it’s only a convenience to you. And as a member of the pack my rules are law, and rule number one is what I say goes, and I say you aren’t going to UCLA.”
“What is with you and Scott! UCLA is 5 hours away, it’s not like I’m going to a school in another state.”
“You are not going to UCLA.” Derek growled while moving into Stiles’ personal space.
“I’m sure as hell not staying here. And nothing you say or do is going to convince me otherwise.” Stiles moved around Derek to get his cell that landed on the floor by his bed.
“Actually,” His eyes glowed red. “I think I can.” The situation was very similar to the one with Scott except it was Derek, he was bent over the bed, his shirt was pulled over his head and trapped his arms, and he was a moaning, swearing, panting mess. Derek thoroughly fucked him through the mattress and when he pulled out he moved to lick his own cum out of Stiles’ hole. Stile totally did not squeak when his tongue dipped inside, it was a high pitched moan. And no he did not get his rock off with Derek’s tongue deep inside where he couldn’t get off with a dick. And he was most certainly not begging for more the whole entire time. When Derek was satisfied that the mess was gone he pulled his clothes back on and gripped Stiles by the back of the neck and pulled him into a kiss. He looked into brown glazed eyes before smirking. “Scott’s upset, it’s your fault, fix it.”
So those two things should’ve gave him a sign that maybe things weren’t in s neat box like he thought they were. And maybe his current situation could’ve been avoided and he could be enjoying a dinner with his dad at a nice fancy restaurant as a celebration of his graduation and acceptance into UCLA. In his defense Derek never told him when to apologize to Scott, and when he was around Scott he quickly as possible left the room, so it wasn’t really his fault that he never got to apologize until the day after graduation.
And it really wasn’t his fault that Stiles found himself lying on top of Scott with his dick already buried inside of him and Derek working him open even for to press inside a long with Scott. So, in retrospect he should’ve seen this coming. If mention leaving for UCLA to each of them individually got his brains fucked out, telling then he was leaving august 26th to move on campus was something he shouldn’t have done. He let out a whimper and tensed when he felt Derek press the head of his penis at his already filled hole. “Relax.” Derek growled.
Stiles glared over his shoulder at Derek. “Let me see you relax when you have two giant dicks inside of you.” Stiles snapped.
“Look at me.” Stiles turned to Scott whose eyes were stuck on the color amber but seemed to be in full control of his wolf, no claws or teeth. Scott smiled at him before leaning up and kissing him gently. Stiles moaned softly and kissed back. Scott was quick to plunge into his mouth and dominate relaxing him into the kiss and the hard body beneath him. He forgot about Derek trying to press in until the head plus a few inches breached the tight muscle. He snatched away from the kiss as if burned and instinctively tried to move away from the burning pain. He whined and let out a pained sound when two pairs of hands moved to hold him in place.
“Hurts.” He reached blindly behind him for Derek in a halfhearted attempt to get him to stop pressing forward. On the one hand he wanted him to stop it burned so freaking bad, but on the other hand he wanted him to keep going wondering what if would feel like to have them both inside. When Derek finally, finally bottomed out Stiles let out a relieved sigh. He felt so full, and kind of like he had to use the bathroom. He rolled his hips slowly trying to get a feel for having two dicks inside instead of one, and jumped when twin growls filled the air.
“Be still.” Stiles didn’t need to be told twice. It felt like forever seemed to pass only to return in the form of Derek and Scott moving in a rhythm that made his arms go weak and he ended up with his face buried in the crook of Scott’s neck. The hand that had been an earlier attempt to stop Derek had somehow, despite the awkwardness of the position, found its way to Derek’s hair and was holding on tightly.
“I’m gonna pass out.” Was panted hotly against Scott’s neck. He felt someone’s dick press against his prostate. “Oh hell I’m gonna pass out.”
“Breathe.” Scott or Derek, his pleasure wrecked brain couldn’t figure out who, suggested.
“Fuck I can’t. Too much.” He felt them slow down. “I didn’t say stop.”
“You were going to pass out.” Scott or Derek, still couldn’t tell.
“Don’t care, keep going.” Oh fuck did they keep going. It was all too much yet not enough and he needed moremoremore but on the same hand it was to fucking much. He could feel his orgasm building starting at the base of his skull and the tips of his toes. He could see spots forming in his vision, of course that could be attributed to the fact that his eyes kept hitting the back of his head; of course that was when they weren’t squeezed shut. “I’m about to pass out.” Immediately after the words left his lips he was hit with an orgasm that was far too intense to be normal before promptly passing out.
He wasn’t sure how long he was out but when he came to he was clean, naked, and cocooned between two wolves who were languidly sharing kisses above his head. When the pair realized he was awake they shifted down in the bed so they were more or less on an even level. He glanced back and for the between the two before finally speaking. “I know I might end up regretting it but I have to ask. What in the hell is up with you two.” There was a few moments of silence before Scott spoke.
“I’m Derek’s mate.”
“I figured as much when I saw the hickies and was getting the same Allison treatment but it was for Derek. What I want to know is what does that have to do with me.”
“You’re my mate.” Silence filled the room.
“I’m not following.”
“I’m Derek’s mate, you’re my mate, but you aren’t Derek’s mate.”
“Okay…” he turned to Derek. “Okay now elaborate.”
“Scott is my mate. I love him and he loves me. At first it was just a wolf thing but then the human part got involved. You’re Scott’s mate, he loves you and you love him, although since you aren’t wolf you didn’t know that. That’s why he got angry when he heard you were leaving. You and I have no connection other than Scott. We can grow to love each other but the connection between us will never be as strong as the one we share individually with Scott.”
“And the reason you got all mad because I said I was going to UCLA?”
“If Scott’s upset I’m upset. You’re his mate he can’t handle being without you.”
“Oh.” A comfortable silence filled the room.
“You’re awfully calm about this.”
“Oh don’t worry I have my freak out planned for bright and early tomorrow morning, it’s just right now I feel blissed out and don’t feel like ruining it.” He let out a yawn and started to doze off. “I’m still going to UCLA” were his last mumbled words before he succumbed to the pull of oblivion. He didn’t hear Scotts whimper or Derek’s slightly irritated growl.
“He can’t leave me.” Scott said softly.
“Don’t worry Scott, he won’t.” His eyes flashed red as he looked at the sleeping boy, a plan already forming in his head.
Alex held Big Bird tightly to his chest and slept quietly in his bed. He let out a soft whimper and rolled over. He was dreaming.
He was sitting on the floor playing with a loud toy while his moms friend slept on the couch. He was supposed to be watching him but he kept falling asleep. Alex pushed a button on the toy and let out a high pitched laugh when the toy came to life. He was so entranced by the toy he never saw the man rise from the couch. The high pitch laughter transformed into a scream of pain then tears as pain blossomed on his back. The man yelled something at him he really couldn't hear or understand over his own crying. The man yanked him up and covered his mouth and made angry shushing sounds.
When the tears didn't stop the man took Alex into the bathroom. Alex cried hoping that his mom would come. Why wasn't she coming. She always came when he cried. The man took off his clothes and put him in the bathtub. The man turned on the water. It was so cold. Alex screamed louder and tried to climb out of the tub. The man slapped him on the arm and yelled more angry words. The man looked around and grabbed a cup that was always in the bathroom. He scooped a cup full of water and held it over Alex's head.
Alex’s body jerked in his sleep from fear and the rolled over again when his dream changed.
Alex held his mother’s purse in one hand and rifled through her make-up with the other. He had make-up on his fingers, face, and the floor. He flinched and looked up at the sharp sound of his name from his mother’s lips. He dropped the tube of lipstick that was in his hand and walked over to his mom to hug her. He let out a grunt when he fell to his butt when she shoved past him to look at the mess he had made.
He could tell she was angry by the way she was yelling and her arms were flailing about. He didn’t even have time to be scared when she grabbed him by the arm and spanked him. He screamed when her hand made contact. She never hit him that hard. He cried and said no over and over. He knew she was telling him to stop crying but he couldn’t, it hurt too much. He looked up when the bad man came into the room. He tried to hide behind his mom but the man picked him up and carried him out of the room.
The man took him to his room and sat him on the floor. He shut the blinds then turned off the light. The man said words to Alex before he slammed the door shut, leaving him alone in the dark.
“So how was your date?” Chad asked while placing a plate of chicken fingers in front of Alex.
“It wasn’t a date.” Jared said with a roll of his eyes.
“Could’ve fooled me. I mean everyone answers the door without clothes on.” Chad said with a smile.
“It was an accident the towel fell.”
Chad rolled his eyes. “And I fell on James’ dick.”
“Watch your mouth.”
“He’s not even paying us any attention.” Chad said dismissively. Jared looked over to Alex who was so absorbed in his plate of chicken fingers, fries, and grapes, he may as well had been the only one in the kitchen.
“Still. And why are you so obsessed with turning this thing into a date? I wasn’t one.”
“Jared.” Chad said seriously. “As your bestfriend it is my job to make sure you get laid on a regular basis. I know for a fact that you haven’t gotten any since this whole mess started.”
“And how do you know that?”
Chad gave him an Are you seriously asking that look. “Because it would be in every magazine if you had. This is truly coming from a deep place when I say this. I say you jump ship and swim to the other boat and set sail to the land of dicks.”
“What?! He’s not even listening!”
“Watch your effing mouth, and no.”
“Aww come on Jare it’s so much funner on this side.”
“First off. Funner. Not a real word. Second. I like Jensen, but not that much.” Jared rose from the table and placed a quick kiss on Alex’s head.
“But Jared come on it’s perfect. He’s gay right?”
“And you’re pansexual.”
Jared rolled his eyes. “According to you.”
“No.” Jared said while pulling his shoes back on.
“Jared.” Chad said seriously.
“What!” Jared snapped.
Jared let out a groan. Chad never said please. Like never never. He only heard Chad say please once that he can recall, and it wasn’t even directed at him. He and James had got into a huge argument and James had kicked him out. Chad came over to his house a total wreck. He had called James over and as soon as he walked through the front door Chad was begging to be taken back and saying he was sorry. Asking James to please forgive him. “Why?” Jared asked.
“I want to see you happy. Besides he already knows you’re rich and famous. You made him laugh after all.”
Jared let out a chuckle. “Don’t remind me.”
Jensen had continually cracked jokes about Jared’s grand greeting as they talked and got to know each other. Jared conned Jensen into a few rounds of Tekken 6, which he lost. Just as they finished up their last game Alex walked out and curled up on the couch between Jared and Jensen and watched as they switched to a racing game. Jared got Alex a snack and he ate and continued to watch. Jensen talked about his parents and siblings. About how he swore he would never become a teacher because of the hell he caused in school, but ended up being one anyway. Jared told him about how he majored in physical therapy but he dropped out with only one semester left and never finished. He told Jensen about how he didn’t sleep the first 4 nights Alex was brought home. Not because Alex didn’t sleep, but because he would go to sleep and miss something. Jensen told Jared about how when he finally told his parents that he was bisexual that they let out a breath of relief. They thought he was gay like his brother. They smiled and told him that they were relieved that they didn’t have to rely on Mackenzie for grandkids because they would never have any because she was so mean to people. They talked and laughed until Jensen’s stomach rumbled signaling he was hungry. Jared had made them dinner and they were currently in front of the TV watching Yo Gabba Gabba. Well Alex was watching they were cracking jokes about the show.
Alex held his Sippy Cup in one hand and his other held a cookie that he ignored as soon as the show started. “God. Who’s brilliant idea was it to make a channel that showed nothing but children shows 24/7, with no commercials. I feel my IQ dropping.” Jensen said with a laugh.
“Tell me about it. I’ll be on set some days and find myself randomly saying shapes and colors ‘cause I’m bored.” Jared said with a smile.
“On set?” Jensen asked confused.
“Oh yeah I’m and actor.”
Jensen gave Jared a blank look for a few moments before he burst out laughing. Jared gave him a confused look which only made Jensen laugh even harder. “Oh my god. That has got to be the worse line anyone has ever used to impress me.”
Jared only stared at him in disbelief. “I’m serious.”
Jensen arched an eyebrow and smiled. He smile slowly faded when he realized Jared was serious. “You’re serious.”
“Why would I lie about that?”
Jensen couldn’t help but to burst out into a fit of giggles again. “I don’t know.” He looked down at Alex who was snuggled into Jared’s side. “Is that why he’s so clingy? He doesn’t see you much?”
Jared hesitated. “Y-yeah. He…I just recently got full custody of him. I used to only see him every other weekend and holidays because of my work.”
Jensen’s eyes widened. “Oh my god you’re Jared!!”
Jared gave him an scrutinizing look. “You have no idea who I am do you.”
Jensen gave a wide smile. “Absolutely none whatsoever.”
Jared couldn’t help burst out laughing.
Chad let out a little chuckle as he thought about what Jared told him. “Go memorize your script so I can have Alex for the weekend.” Just as Jared opened the door Chad spoke up. “Ask him out.”
“I’ll think about it.” He said closing the door behind him.
“Thank you!” Chad yelled to the closing door.
“Mmmnnhh-J-James.” Chad moaned. He clenched his hands in the sheets in anticipation as James dipped his tongue into his navel. He clamped one hand over his mouth to muffle the deep groan that escaped when James nipped at his inner thigh near his groin. “J-James we can’t.” he gasped out. “A-Alex he’s-ah!” Chad’s legs reflexively flinched shut when James nipped harder. “James!” He whined.
James kissed the teeth marks he left and looked up at his lover. “Alex is sleep, he’s dead to the world until 8 in the morning.”
Chad glanced over at the nanny cam the rested on their beside table and sure enough Alex was sleep, ring and middle finger being sucked gently while Big Bird was held securely in his arm. “Fuck!” The word escaped Chad with a sharp cry when James encased his cock on his mouth. Chad reached one hand down and grasped and tugged gently on short brown strands. His hips moved in slow circles, in sync with James’ sucking motions. “Mnngh. So good.” His fingers twitched and clenched in James’ hair when James ran his tongue over the sensitive head, and a slicked finger pushed past his tight ring of muscle. “Shit James.” Chad’s back arched and he let out a guttural moan.
James moaned around his lovers cock. If his mouth wasn’t so full he would smile at Chad’s responses. He laid his free arm across Chads hip to hold him in place. “James don’t.” James inwardly smiled. He relaxed his throat fully and placed a second finger at Chad’s entrance. “No no no James! Don’t!” James lowered his head. “Please!” He pushed in his second finger and crooked it to push against Chad’s prostate at the same exact time he swallowed around his lover. “Fuck!” Chad’s arms flailed around trying to grab something to hold onto so he could pull away from the overwhelming spike of pleasure, while his hips moved to get closer. James swallowed a second time before slowly pulling off. A few strings of saliva and precome left him connected to Chad before he licked his swollen lips; severing the connection.
“I hate when you do that.” Chad let out in a huff. Face flushed, eyes hardly open.
“You and I both know you love it.” James rasped.
“Shut up and fuck me.”
“For a bottom you’re bossy.”
“James.” Chad exhaled. “I love you. Don’ t make me kill you.” Chad let out a hiss as a third finger was added. Bordering on pain. No matter how often they did this the third finger always hurt. Not excruciatingly so, but enough for it to pull a sound that told he was in pain. James kissed up his thigh, stomach, chest, and neck to finally stop at his lips and instantly swoop his tongue inside for a taste. Chad brought a hand to cup his lovers face and deepen the kiss. James tasted like the S’more’s he had made for him and Alex to share (even though Jared hated that they loaded him up on sugar before bed), while Chad tasted like the Oreo’s he opted for instead. Although, underneath the sweetness, there lied a taste that was undoubtedly their own natural flavor. James removed his fingers and pulled back from the kiss. He opened the lube and squeezed a generous amount onto his palm and he coated himself, pulling hiss of pleasure from his own lips as he stroked. He positioned his cock at Chad’s winking entrance and slowly pushed. He was about a quarter of the way when Chad’s hand reached out and squeezed his thigh, he didn’t stop, knowing it was Chad bracing for the burn that always accompanied his entrance. Once fully sheathed he stopped and leaned over to pepper Chad’s face in comforting kisses. “God.” He gasped out. “Why do you have to be so fucking big.”
“Are you complaining?” James chuckled out.
“No, but one day your giant dick is gonna rip me into fucking two.”
James smiled against Chad’s neck before kissing it. “Can I move?” Chad nodded. James pulled out slowly until he was half way before pushing back in at the same pace. James made a few more thrust before chad made a sound of frustration. He placed both hands on James’ chest and in a burst of unexpected energy and agility he had James on his back and he sat straddling him, cock still buried deep inside. James only arched an eyebrow only slightly surprised by the change of events. Chad smiled down at him, he placed a hand on each of his pecs for balance and began to ride his dick. James’ hands eventually found a way to his hips to help guide his motions.
Moans, gasps, and skin against skin were the only sounds that filled the room. Chads nails dug into the flush beneath his hands and his legs began to tremble. His aching dick slapped against his own stomach and James’s abs as he rode with abandon. “Fuck James.” Chad let out a groan before he braced his forearms on either side of James’s head and let James fuck into him rapidly. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck Jamie!” He buried his face in the crook of his lover’s neck. “Baby please.” Chad begged. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease.” Chad rocked back into the thrusts. “I need to come so fucking bad. Make me come.” Chad whispered hotly into his lovers ear. James pulled out of chad, ignore the whimper of protest, and moved chad so that he was on all fours.
James swiftly reentered his lover and fucked him viciously. Chad’s arms quickly gave out and he moaned continuously into the sheets. “Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shitshitshit. Jamie…James I’m gonna come. I’m gonna fucking come.” James pulled Chad up so he was sitting in lap, facing away and fucked him with short hard thrusts. One of Chads hands reached behind him to grab onto James’ hair and the other lied on top of the hand clamped tightly to his waist. “Just like that. Fuck me just like that.” Chad let out a moan and clenched his eyes shut. “Shit, fuck, fucking shit. I’m coming. Oh fuck I’m coming!” Chad’s fingers grabbed on tightly to their captives, his eyes clenched shut, and his toes curled. His body trembled as thick ropes of white coated his stomach and sheets. Although he was hardly coherent he knew James hadn’t come. “Come on James. Fuck me. Come in my ass. You know you want to. Fuck me and come inside.” He said hotly. “Come on baby I want ot so much. So fucking much.” James took in a sharp breath and came with a grunt and a curse.
Chad fell to the bed with a contented smile on his face. He pulled a face at the feel of James pulling out and the squelching sound that was made when he pulled out. “Why didn’t you wear a condom.” Chad whined.
“So I could do this.” James lifted Chads hips and pulled his cheeks apart. He looked in fascination at the abused puffy pucker with come dribbling out. He licked his lips in anticipation before he deled in and licked at his prized. Chad let out a gasp of surprise and moaned. James secured his lips around the hole and sucked out his own essence. He pulled the cheeks further apart and delved his tongue inside. Chad’s cock twitched in interested before he let out a whimper and reached behind him blindly and pulled roughly at James’ hair.
“Enough.” He gasped.
“I wasn’t done.” James said in mild agitation.
“Well I am. I can’t take anymore.” Chad said with a smile as he snuggled into the sheets. James only laughed before he cuddled into his little spoon to dose off. James woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of the door creaking open. He cracked his eyes open to see Alex standing silently in the doorway. James scooted closer to the edge and lifted the blankets up, letting Alex know he could get in. Alex ran to the bed and James lifted him up and slid him over to the middle. James was lucky he had decided to change the bedding, clean up, and pull on some sleep pants and convinced Chad to do the same. Alex snuggled into James’ chest as Chad woke up and moved closer to them. He lifted his hand up and ran his fingers through Alex’s hair. “Your dad is going to kill me about having you sleep with us when you have your own room.” Chad whispered. Alex only snuggled into his surrounding warmth and let darkness surround him.
Jared was reading his lines as he ran on the elliptical, and Alex was crawling around on the floor with his train set when his blue tooth beeped in his ear signaling a call, he pushed the button to accept the call. “Whoever you are make it quick.”
“You’re supposed to be meeting me.”
“No I’m not. I’m supposed to meet you till next week.”
“Well there’s been a change of plans. I need you to meet me now.”
“Look I can’t I have Alex.”
“Sophia I can’t I have plans.”
“Cancel them. Meet me. Bring Alex. Now.”
The line went dead and Jared turned off the machine with a groan. Mumbling about pushy lawyers and demanding women.
It had been two weeks since Jensen had first hung out with Jared. Since then they had called texted on a regular basis, and hung out a few more times. It made Jensen feel as if he were a teenager in high school again. He was on his way to a Café to meet Danneel when he passed a magazine rack. He bought an US magazine for Danneel. He was half a block from the Café when he decided to look at what he bought. His steps faltered and his eyes widened as he read the title. Jared Padalecki Gay? There was a picture of Jared on the cover but it was obvious it wasn’t an in studio picture. It was a picture of him and Jensen walking down the street laughing. He yanked the magazine open to the little blurb that was found in the table of contents.
“Actor Jared Padalecki has been spotted recently with and unknown male on outings with his son. It appears that the unknown male may be a potential love interest. The first appearance of the unknown male was roughly two weeks ago. Witnesses have reported Jared opening the door in the buff to greet his guest. A few days later Jared and the man are spotted walking down the street with the Little Padalecki holding both their hands and smiling as they walk down the street. It seems despite the fact that Jared is due in court in a few months for a custody and abuse case he can find happiness.”
Jensen read the passage in total awe he flipped to the page where the full article was held. There was a picture of Jared opening the door the first time they hung out, thankfully there was a shrub in the way to cover the important bits but the huge smile on Jensen’s face could be taken the wrong way if you didn’t know the context of the photo. There was a picture of when they took Alex for a walk just to get out of the house because Jared had to walk the dogs. Jensen had Sadie, Jared had Harley, and Alex held one of each of their hands and walked between them down the street. Alex was only holding both of their hands because he refused to walk otherwise. And there was one picture when Jared and he had lied down on an old blanket at the park and were stargazing and drinking a few bears. Alex was spending the weekend with his God father.
“We aren’t dating!” He snapped. He shut the magazine and walked briskly and angrily to the café. He whipped out his phone and angrily dialed Jared’s number. “Call me.” He said sharply for his voicemail. He looked at the magazine he held angrily in his hand before tossing it away. “We aren’t dating!” He yelled angrily.
A/N: Okay so here’s chapter 4. I hope you liked it. And a continuation of the above author note, if you see something that’s obviously wrong PLEASE let me know.
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As it turns out, Jared did run into Jensen again. Granted it was two weeks later in Wal-Mart of all places. He was picking out cereal when Alex pulled on his sleeve and pointed behind Jared. Jared turned to see Jensen looking at packages of meat at the end of the isle. Alex placed his right hand flat over the center of his chest and moved it in a clockwise motion, while giving Jared an excited smile.
“Please what?” Alex pointed and Jensen again and bounced in his seat slightly in an agitated fashion and made a sad face, forcing tears into his eyes. “ Hey. No pouting.” Jared let out a sigh before tossing a few boxes of cereal into his cart and walked down the isle. He was just about to say Jensen’s name when a guy, only a few inches shorter than Jensen came over and tossed something in the cart before he twined his fingers with Jensen’s. A small frown pulled at Jared’s features. He wasn’t exactly sure why it bothered him that Jensen was holding hands with another guy. Hell he had only met him for a few moments. Jared internally shook his head before continuing his journey over to Jensen.
As he neared the shorter of the two looked up and saw Jared. The small smile that played at his lips instantly died and his features turned cautious. He gently tugged at Jensen’s fingers until he looked up and over at Jared. The same scrutinizing gazed covered his features before Jensen finally spoke. “Can I help you?” His voice came out a little more gruff than Jared remembered.
“Ummm…I take it you don’t remember me.” Jared received a thousand yard stare. He pushed his sunglasses up to rest on the beanie, that had become a permanent fixture in his wardrobe. “It’s me Jared. You found Alex when he walked away from me a week or so back when we were in Toys R Us.” A flicker of recognition crossed Jensen’s features. Before total enlightenment dawned.
“Ohhh…right Jared. Sorry my memory hasn’t been the best lately.” Jensen Chuckled. “What brings you to Wal-Mart?”
“Just getting some small things for Alex. We have a lot of real food but no snacks or anything quick.” Jared looked awkwardly over to the guy standing next to Jensen.
“Oh Jared right. This is Misha.” Misha waved awkwardly. “Misha is a friend of mine. We’ve known each other for…well a while now.”
“Is he your friend or friend. I mean I saw him holding you hand and if you are it’s totally fine I mean-”
“Nope just friends.” Jensen rushed out.
“Okay well this is going to sound totally awkward. I just wanted to thank you for finding Alex for me. I have a 360, PS3, and a Wii, as a thank you I just thought I’d let you know that you can come and play anytime. And I think Alex would like that and I’m going to stop talking now because this is getting awkward.” Jared finished in a rush with a blush.
Jensen smirked. “How about you give me your cell phone number and I’ll call you to make plans later.” Jared programmed his number into the phone and handed it back with an awkward smile.
Jared smiled at Jensen. “So umm…I’m gonna go now, because Alex and I have things to get and….stuff?” The end sounded more like a question than a statement. “I’m just gonna go now. Ummm…yeah.” Jared blushed before hurriedly pushing away his cart with a smiling Alex sitting inside.
Misha watched as Jared walked away before turning and smacking his companion in the back of the head.
“Ow!” He turned to glare at Misha. “What the hell was that for?”
“Jensen! He think’s you’re your brother Dean. Jensen is going to kick your ass.”
“No he isn’t.” Dean said assuredly while tossing needed items into the cart.
“He most definitely will be. How many ass kicking’s is it going to take before you stop screwing around with your brothers friends?”
“He wasn’t just a friend. That was Jared Padalecki.”
“Yeah I know who it was. Who doesn’t know who Jared is. I mean considering he just got full custody of his son, is in the news, and is nominated for 2 Grammy’s.”
“Exactly. So why is he trying to get with my brother?”
“Dean. He’s not trying to get with your brother. He wants to thank him for finding his son.”
Dean gave Misha a skeptical look. “Really? You’re going to fall for that? Mish he doesn’t want to thank my brother, he wants to thank my brother.” Dean made a thrusting motion against the cart which earned him a disgusted look from his lover.
“You are such a pig.”
Dean backed Misha up against the food shelf and pinned Misha’s arms on one of the ledges. “This pig keeps you satisfied.” He whispered huskily against Misha’s lip.
“Dean we’re in the middle of a store.” Misha whispered in slight panic but his pupils were blown in lust.
“I know.” Dean grunted out before taking Misha’s lips in a kiss. Misha let out a soft moan and placed his hands on Dean’s chest with every intention of pushing him away. That is until dean gripped him by his collar and attached his lips to his neck instead. Misha let out a soft gasp and subconsciously rolled his hips into the older mans. Deans lips kissed up from his neck and back to his lips where he sucked a full lower lip into his mouth for a little nibble. Misha pulled back from the kiss and turned his head when Dean dove in for a second kiss, trying to deter his determined lover.
Dean, not easily stopped, just returned to Misha’s neck where he bit down hard enough to leave angry red marks and teeth impressions that would fade, but not before they left the store. Misha gasped out Dean’s name and with a soft moan and every bit of will power he possessed he pushed Dean away. Dean smirked down at his flushed lover, Misha glared, but not as effectively as he would of liked since he was panting and flushed. “You’re an ass.” He said while looking up and down the isle hoping no one saw. He pushed Dean again to get enough room to walk around him.
“You love me.” Dean said while pushing the cart after his future husband. They headed to check out, then to the car. When Misha went to go to the driver seat Dean snatched the keys from his hand. “I’m driving.”
“Dean. Do not go to Jensen’s.” Dean only smiled before getting into the drivers seat. “Dean.” Misha whined knowing that no matter what he said they were going to end up at his future brother in laws regardless of if he wanted to or not.
Jensen had just put his steak on the George Foreman when hurried forceful knocks came to the door. He opened the door and was only mildly surprised when his brother rushed into his house followed closely by Misha and turned to give him an annoyed look. “You have a boyfriend.”
Jensen rolled his eyes before shutting the door. “Hi Jensen, how are you Jensen. Fine Dean, thanks for asking.” Jensen said voce dripping sarcasm. “And since when did I have a boyfriend?”
“Hi Misha.” he gave his attention back to his brother. “Now what is this about me having a boyfriend.”
“We ran into Jared today at the store.” Dean said with a smile.
“He gave me his number.”
Jensen chuckled. “He did what?”
“He thought I was you,”
“And you didn’t correct him.” Jensen mumbled.
“he gave me his number and wants you to hang out with him and Alex. Who is definitely a cute kid, a bit quiet though.”
“Whatever.” Dean said with a roll of his eyes. “Here.” Dean tossed Jensen his phone. “Call him.”
“Uh. No.” Jensen started to stand. “ I have food on the-hey!” He snapped when Dean pushed him back down.
“Misha’ll check it, won’t you?” Misha raised his hands up in surrender and went into the kitchen. Dean turned back to Jensen. “Call him.”
“Don’t you know who he is?!” Dean stressed;
“No?” Dean asked shocked.
“Seriously?!” Dean asked surprised.
“How do you not know who-”
Misha interpreted. “Dean.”
“Don’t what!” He asked aggravated. Misha gave him a scolding look before Dean let out a sigh. “Fine.” He turned to Jensen. “Just…call him. Please?”
“Don’t make me embarrass you.” Dean warned.
Jared had just pulled up to his house when he noticed a few paparazzi stationed outside his house. He let out a huff before pulling into the driveway. He ignored them as he unbuckled Alex from his booster seat and placed him next to the car before grabbing the grocery bags and heading towards the house. He followed at a steady pace behind Alex who lead the way, only distracted once by a paparazzi who got to close. His eyes widened and he stopped walking.
“It’s okay just go to the house.” Alex stood patiently by the door while Jared fished out the keys from his pocket. As soon as the doors opened, they were greeted by two excited dogs. Jared gave a sharp whistle to stop them from plowing over Alex (something they did often). After Alex gave them a few hugs and kisses. He and the dogs took off to his room to play.
Jared opened the sliding door so the dogs could go out and to allow some air flow into the house. He had just started to put away groceries when his phone started to play Crazy Love by Jason Manns. He looked at the screen to see it was Chad, he put it on speaker. “Yes Chad?”
“I demand to talk to my God Son.”
“I demand that you tell me hi when you call me on my phone you dick, and exactly how do you plan to do that? You are in LA and I’m in Sacramento. Six and a half hours apart.”
“I’m nobodies bitch. To bad you can’t say the same.”
“Hey screw you. I am no ones bitch…unless James and his dick is so far up my ass I can taste his come in my throat.”
“Whoa. T.M.I.” Jared said with a chuckle. Let me set up my laptop and I’ll get Alex.
“Take your time, hurry up.” Then the line went dead; Jared pocketed his phone. He walked down the hall to his bedroom to get his laptop he peeked his head into Alex’s room to see him playing with his train set.
“You okay?” Alex looked up, nodded, then went back to his train. Jared had just sat his laptop down on the Cars kid table in the living room when his phone went off again. He answered without looking at the ID. “Gimme a chance to get situated Chad. Alex isn’t going anywhere.”
“Actually. It’s Tom, Genevieve’s lawyer.” Jared’s shoulders tensed. “Genevieve has told me she contacted you about having, or seeing Alex next weekend.”
Jared logged onto Skype. “Look Tom that’s not a good idea. The whole reason I have custody of Alex is because she…” Jared trailed off. “You know what she did.”
“Jared she didn’t exactly-”
“Well she didn’t stop it either!” Jared snapped before getting a hold of himself. “Look Tom. I just…I don’t want Alex around her. It’s been 6 months and he’s finally starting to be social again. I’m not putting him through that.”
“Jared she has the right to see him.”
“No. She doesn’t. I have custody of him, and I’m not giving that up.”
“Jared, look, she’s his mother she feels bad about what happened. How about a few hours with you and myself there to supervise to ensure that nothing happens.”
“And if Alex is scared of her?”
“Then we’ll leave.”
Jared let out a frustrated groan. “Look I’ll think about it okay?”
“Jared-” Jared hung up the phone. Jared let out a groan as his phone immediately began to ring. “Look. Tom I don’t want to-”
“It’s Jensen.” Jared stopped in the middle of his sentence.
“So. You uh…wanted to hang out?”
“Uhh yeah I-” Jared got distracted by his Skype ringing signaling he had a call. “Hold on one second.” He leaned down to the screen. “Hold on Chad.” Jared quickly walked to Alex’s room. “Hey Buddy. Uncle Chad wants you.” A smile came to Alex’s face and he ran to the living room and sat in his seat at the kid table and instantly began signing to Chad excitedly. “Uhh yeah sorry about that, Alex’s God father wanted him.”
“Stop it!” Jensen snapped.
“No not you Jared by brother. Ouch! Stop it Dean!”
“Uhh maybe you should call back when-”
“No it’s okay. He’s done. So umm what are you doing this weekend?”
Jared looked at his whiteboard calendar. “Umm Friday I have a meeting I can’t miss, Saturday I have friends coming over but I have nothing planned for Sunday. Is that okay?”
“Yeah sure Sunday is fine. What time?”
“Is 4 okay? Alex will be here so…” Jared let the rest of the sentence trail off.
“Yeah, no problem. I’m a second grade teacher so it’s okay…even though he what…2?”
“Yeah. He’ll be three in about 4 and a half, 5 months. July 23rd.”
“That’s cool. I think I should tell you this before you find out the wrong way. Today at the store…that wasn’t me.”
“What?” Jared said shocked.
“I have and identical twin brother. Dean. He’s a bit of a dick.” A low ‘Am not.’ could be heard on the other line. “He wasn’t trying to trick you or anything I just….had a bad break up and he didn’t want me to do anything stupid. I’ll understand if you’re mad and everything I just, you know, had to tell you.”
“You have a twin brother?” Jared asked shocked.
Jared smiled even though Jensen couldn’t see it. “That’s so awesome. I have an older brother, Jeff, he’s a doctor and a bit overbearing but he always has my best at heart.”
“Yeah Dean tries but it never works out quite like he planned.”
“Trust me I totally understand.” Jared said with a smile. Before they knew they had fallen into an easy conversation that lasted for a good two hours. Alex had long since ended his conversation with Chad and was sitting cuddled up with his father on the couch. Alex made his hand into a ‘C’ and ran it down repeatedly on Jared’s stomach, telling him he was hungry; Jared nodded. “Hey Jensen, can I call you later Alex is hungry.”
“Yeah sure no problem. I’ll uh, talk to you later then.”
Jared turned to Alex. “I think Daddy made a new real friend.” Jared signed and said happily to his son.
Word Count: WIP
Warnings: Description of child abuse, Violence, Language, Smut, Rimming, Toys
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Chris Kane/Steve Carlson, Chad Murray/James Lafferty, Tom Welling/Mike Rosenbaum, and Dean Ackles/Misha Collins, Genevieve Cortese, Danneel Harris, David Boreanaz, Sophia Bush, and Jason Manns (others mentioned).
Word count: 3,068
A/N: I want to give a special thank you to cookiemom6067 for making my life easier and showing me how to create a link the correct way and making my life a whole lot easier. Also there's some Tom/Mike smut at the beginning of this chapter. It's my first time writing it so if it sucks.....sorry. And the pic I used is from Google not from traveller-in-time like the last chapter. If you know who made this manip, let me know so i can credit them because it is most definitely not mine.
Tom held the phone to his ear for a moment before pulling it away and looking at the other occupant in the room.
“Well?” They asked impatiently.
“Genevieve, it’s like I told you. He’s not going to let you see his son.”
“My son.” She corrected quickly.
“Right.” He agreed just to humor her. “As your lawyer I strongly suggest that you stop trying to see Alex. You’re already in enough trouble as it is.”
“But I didn’t do anything.”
“Yes. But you didn’t stop it either. And that puts you in just as much trouble as him which is why you’re on trial as well. You knew what he was doing and told him you didn’t care when you walked in on it.”
“He was trying to get him to be quiet.”
“He was hurting your son.”
“Look.” She said sharply. “I am paying you to defend me., and to get me custody of my son. If the words coming out of your mouth have nothing to do with that then I suggest you don’t speak.”
Tom narrowed his eyes at his client. Extremely tempted to tell her to go fuck herself but decided against it.
He packed his suitcase and stood to leave. “I’ll call if anything comes up.” Tom sped home and slammed the front door shut. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his jacket on the back of the couch. He loosened his tie and flopped onto the couch with a huff, forearms covering his eyes.
“I take it you had a rough day.”
Tom’s fingers twitched, the thing giving away that he wasn’t expecting anyone to be home. “Yeah. I thought you had things to do for the daycare?”
“I did them. Wanna talk about it?” Mike asked while leaning over the back of the couch. Tom reached out a hand and tugged Mike over the couch. Mike landed with a soft grunt.
“Want to? Yes. Can I? Not really.” Tom said while rubbing his thumb on his lovers cheek. “You shaved.” He said as an after thought. “And you’re hard.”
“It’s not as if I can’t go online and get the basics of what’s happing, I would just rather you tell me.” Mike rubbed his thumb along Tom’s chin. “So did you, and I know.”
Tom pushed his hips up against Mike‘s. “You said you don’t like kissing stubble.”
“I don’t, but you look sexy scruffy.” Mike said with a smirk, pressing back.
Tom arched an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Mmhmm.” Mike leaned down to steal what was meant to be a quick kiss. He let out a moan and curled his hand into Tom shirt when he bit his bottom lip. Tom sat them up so Mike now straddled him and he could grind down easier. He started to reach up to cradle Tom’s face, he pulled back when he felt his lovers stiffness.
“No.” He gasped. “Bedroom.”
“No.” Tom mumbled into his neck.
“Yes.” Mike pushed off his chest to put space between them.
Tom pulled him back down to his lips. “No”
“Not on the couch.” Mike huffed.
“Yes. Stop talking.”
“Make me-ah!” Mike gasped as tom pinched his ass. Tom’s hand snuck below the waistband of his lounge pants and ran fingers along his crack. He pushed back against the fingers wanting more. “Put them in.”
“Just do it.” Tom hesitated before pushing a finger in only to be stopped by something hard and slowly vibrating. Mike smirked when a shock look crossed Tom’s face. “Surprise.”
“Where’s the remote?”
Mike shimmed off of Tom’s lap with one last lingering light kiss before standing. He pulled off his shirt and smiled at the man on the couch. “Take off your shirt, leave on the tie.” Tom didn’t have to be told twice, he quickly tore off his shirt. Mike reached into his lounge pants pocket and produced a small black remote. He pushed a button and moaned deep in his throat. “Feels good.” he said more to himself than the other occupant. He teasingly pushed his pants down, turning so his ass was in Tom’s face. He let out a startled yelp when tom yanked him down into his lap facing away from him. He snatched the remote from his lovers shock fingers and turned it up. Mike clenched his eyes shut and let out a moan.
“Level 5 out of 10. Think you can last to 10.” Tom rubbed his lips along his lovers neck, a hand down and up his chest flicking and twisting his nipples. Mike shook his head no. “I think you should try.” Tom husked out.
He turned it up to 7 and Mike arched his back painfully before Tom started to whisper words into his ear. Mikes body was thrumming with pleasure. His cock was twitching and dribbling happily between his legs. He pushed his ass back into his lovers crotch feeling the hardness and wanting it so badly inside. “I-I want you. I-inside.”
“I want to watch you come with only the vibrator.” He thought for a moment. “And maybe my hand.” Tom grabbed the stiff member with a almost purplish head. “So hard.” He stroked. “All mine.” He rubbed his thumb in the fluid coating the head.
Mike‘s breath hitched. “I’m gonna come.” Tom was quick to react and gripped the base of Mike’s dick almost to the point of painfulness to hold off his orgasm. Mike tried to pull off the offending hand but got a bite to the neck in reprimand. “Please.” He begged. “I just-please.”
“Three more to go.”
“No Tom it’s to much. I’ve never gone past five and-oh shit!” Tom had cranked it up to nine. “Oh shit. Oh fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” He bit hard into his bottom lip. He tossed his head back onto Tom’s shoulder and began to grind into his lover now only focused on coming. And God did he have to come. “T-ah-mm” He gasped. “Pl-please.” He put one hand into his lovers hair and pulled. “It’s hurts. I need to come so bad.”
“Just hold it. I’m helping you. Just one more.” Tom turned it up to the final level.
Mike wasn’t entirely sure what happened. One second the pleasure was so intense it actually hurt and then the next he was lying on the couch with Tom wiping him off with a wash cloth.
Tom had watched as his lover came apart. Mike came, despite his hand, with such force his whole body clenched then trembled. He had lout out a sound that Tom assumed was supposed to be his name. Mike’s come covered his chest and stomach in think white ropes and his chest heaved, desperate for air. Mike’s body went limp sans the tremors that occasionally wracked his body. He noticed he had passed out and lied him gently on the couch. He left and returned with a washcloth and began to clean his lover off.
Mike let out a soft grunt before he opened his eyes to see Tom cleaning him off.
“Welcome back.” tom said with a smile.
“Mmmm…I’m tired.” Mike mumbled.
“Go to sleep, I’ll take you upstairs. I have a phone call to make first.”
It was Friday and Jensen was sitting at his desk when Danneel walked in. “What’s up?”
“Nothing trying to get my lesson plan done for the next two weeks. I’m still trying to figure out why we have to do this we hardly ever stick to them anyway.”
“You officially been a teacher for what? 5, 6 years? Have the things they have us do have nothing to do with teaching. You should know that.”
“Doesn’t mean I understand it.” Jensen said with a smile.
“Mr. Ackles!” Jensen looked up from his desk to see one of his students standing in front of him.
“My Mom isn’t here yet.”
“Okay you can stay in here and wait for if you want.”
“Thank you!” Tony said excitedly.
Silence enveloped the three as Jensen made his lesson plans for the next two weeks, Tony worked on his homework, and Danneel went through the things in Jensen’s room. The silence was interrupted by the sound of heels clacking in the hallway and an excited voice on the phone. “Look. I understand that she wants to see her son, but I also know that it’s a ploy to make her look like she regrets what happened. Stop trying to contact my client to allow her visitation. If he decides to allow him to see her I’ll contact you. No. Stop talking. I have to pick up my son.” There was silence then the heels started again, there was a rap at the door. “Hi. I’m here to pick up Tony.” A woman cam into the room in a V-cut black tee shirt with a white camisole underneath, tight dark blue jeans, and black wedges. The woman was pretty, hair pulled back and little or no make up on, Jensen couldn’t really tell. Tony quickly gathered his things together and ran to his mom hugging her. “Hey knuckle head I missed you!” She said with a smile.
“I get to stay with you for two weeks!” he said excitedly.
“I know.” She smiled up at Jensen. “Hi. I’m his mom Sophia.”
“Jensen, or Mr. Ackles.”
“Nice to meet you. Not to be rude but we’re in a hurry so…”
“Oh no go ahead no problem.” Jensen gave Tony a wave goodbye and looked over to a smirking Danneel. “What?”
“Yeah she is.”
“You should get to know her.”
Jensen let out a snort. “How about no.”
“Danneel, every time you set me up with someone it ends in disaster.”
“No it doesn’t.” She defended.
“Yes. It does.”
“What about Alexa?”
“Dated for two weeks and she wanted to get married. Extreme creep factor.”
“Works with my brother.”
“Great sex but not much else.”
Jensen got a far away look on is face wit ha smirk. “God Robert. He was amazing in bed. Treated my like a prince.”
“Exactly!” She said with a smile.
“Yeah….until he started spending my money like I was a prince.” Jensen chuckled. “Face it Danneel. Your relationship mojo doesn’t work on me. But I thank you for your effort.” Jensen packed up his things and headed out the room.
It was early Saturday morning around 6 am to be exact and Jared woke up to Alex cuddled into him. He didn’t even remember him getting into the bed with him. He stretched then got out of the bed making sure not to wake him up. He headed to Alex’s room and pulled out an outfit for him to wear and lied them on the bed. He grabbed his Spiderman towel and took it into the bathroom. He started a bath with a little bit of bubbles and some toys. He went into his bedroom to find Alex there sucking his thumb clinging to his stuffed Big Bird toy looking back at him.
“Hey Buddy. Wanna get dressed?” Alex reached an arm out to tell Jared he wanted to be picked up. Jared sat him in his lap and pulled off his clothes and quickly taking him to the bathroom. As soon as Alex saw the bathtub with water in it he began to throw a fit. He pushed at Jared’s arm in an attempt to get down. “It’s okay Alex it’s just a bath.” Jared placed Alex into the tub and Alex immediately began to try and climb out. “Bud you have to stay in. You haven’t had a real bath in 4 days.” Fat tears ran down Alex’s cheeks and his breath hitched each time he took a breath. He stood in the middle of the tub signing Out please over and over. Jared’s heart broke at the sight of his son standing there crying and shivering despite the warmness of the water. “How about Daddy gets in with you?” Alex shook his head no and stuck his hands out for Jared to pick him up. “Buddy,” Jared knelt to be on a similar level as Alex, Alex wrapped his arms around his neck. “You have to take a bath.” Jared said softly. “Daddy’ll get in with you okay?”
Jared took Alex out of the tub and placed him in an over sized towel. He filled the tub with more water and stripped down to his boxers. He turned the water off after a few moments and sat inside the tub. He reached his arms out for Alex who slowly walked over to Jared. He lifted him up and placed him on his lap and began to play with him in the water. Inside Jared was seething, Genevieve and her ass hole boyfriend were going to pay for what they did.
Jared had eventually got Alex bathed, dressed, and fed. He was packing a small Diego book bag with extra Pull-ups, a kids water bottle, and small snacks when his cell phone rang. It was Sophia, his lawyer. “Whatever it is can you make it fast I promised Alex we’d go to the Zoo today, and spend time with his God Father.” Jared looked into the living room to make sure Alex was still on the couch watching Nick Jr.
“The final court date has been set.”
“When is it?”
“Why so far away?”
“Because your ex is trying her hardest to get custody of your son back.”
“Well she can’t have him. Why is she even trying so hard anyway! She has 3 or 4 charges against her!”
“She’s trying to pin it all on her boyfriend. Make her look like a victim as well.”
“Bullshit!” Jared snapped.
“I know. Look I wasn’t trying to upset you or anything okay? I just thought you should know the court date. We have two meetings next week, one is to try and stop her from taking this fully to court and the second is for if we can’t convince her.”
“Have fun with Alex okay?”
“Yeah.” Jared let out a breath and to Alex. “Ready to go?”
Jared had convinced Chad to drive and meet them at the zoo. The Zoo trip turned into Chad acting like Alex was his kid and Jared and James following them with smiles on their faces.
“He seams happier since the last time I saw him.” James commented off handedly.
“You definitely look more stressed.”
“I feel more stressed. Ever since this whole thing began the paparazzi have become brutal. They constantly stake out in the most ransom places. I had to threaten then to leave me and Alex alone when I take him to the daycare and when I’m bringing him home. They still do, but not nearly as much.”
“That’s good.” They watched as Chad signed and told Alex about the Giraffe. “Chad misses him, he’s sad he can’t see him as much since you moved.”
“I know. We just had to get to a place that was quieter.” Jared looked over and caught a flash out of the corner of his eye. “Seriously. I can’t even take Alex to the Zoo?” Jared whistled at Chad, when he looked he signed paparazzi, let’s go. Chad nodded and they headed towards the exit. Chad buckled Alex into his booster seat and ran his finger down the middle of Alex’s face.
“See you later kiddo.” Chad shut the door and turned to Jared. “Call me when you get home.”
Jared rolled his eyes. “Yes, Mother.”
“And tell Jensen hi for me and good luck on your date!” Chad said while getting into his own car.
“It’s not a date!” Jared yelled back. He got into the drivers seat and turned to face Alex. “It’s not a date.” He said to him before turning around.
It was 3:30 on Sunday and Jared was losing his mind, today was not a good day. He was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of gagging coming through the baby monitor Jared kept for Alex. Turns out Alex had eaten something bad at the zoo and all decided to come back up at 2 in the morning. After he cleaned up the mess he put Alex in his bed with him to sleep the rest of the night, only to be woken up by a rank smell. Turns out what ever made Alex throw up, gave him a bout of diarrhea. Jared cleaned him up and cleaned up the bed. To lazy to put sheets on it he took Alex and spelt on the couch.
Alex woke up at 8 in the morning perfectly fine and ready for the day, but apparently Jared wasn’t ready for Alex. Alex refused to eat anything Jared sat in front of him. He kept signing cake expecting Jared to get him a mini cake he kept for snacks. Jared told him he couldn’t eat the cake so Alex pushed the plate onto the floor. Jared made his favorite instead, chocolate, chocolate chip pancakes. Alex still refused to eat until Jared offered to feed it to him.
Then when Jared tried to get him out of his Pj’s and into real clothes Alex kept taking them off. It to 45 minutes to finally get him dressed and to stay that way. At 3:00 he tried to put Alex down for a nap but Alex refused to sleep without Big Bird. It took half an hour to find him and another 20 before Alex was finally asleep.
Jensen had texted him at 3:15 asking for his address again and say he would be there soon. Jared had to rush through his shower and was standing in the kitchen in a towel still dripping trying to prep a snack for Alex to eat when he woke up when the doorbell rang. He looked at the clock and saw it was five after four. He opened the door and smiled nervously at a wide-eyed Jensen.
“Hi.” He said breathlessly.
Jensen blushed. “H-hi to you too. I suppose I should tell you this before someone else does. Your towel fell.”
Jared turned scarlet and slammed the door shut. He could hear Jensen laughing hysterically on the other side. Today was definitely not a good day.
Title: Starting Anew(1/?)
Pairings: Jensen/Jared, Chris/Steve, Chad/James, Tom/Mike, Dean/Misha, and others mentioned.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. This story is complete and total fiction. NONE of it is true...to my knowledge anyway.
Summary: Jensen is the average man. He's a second grade teacher and has and identical twin brother who teaches high school. He just got out of a bad relationship and isn't looking for anything new. Jared is a recently single father who is a successful actor. When they run into each other Jensen is oblivious as to who Jared is and Jared falls for Jensen. Hard.
A/N: Okay so this is my first time posting on livejournal, and my first time doing J2. I'm doing this from my iPod so if there is a word that is in there that makes absolutely no sense it's because of the auto text. I have a love hate relationship with auto text.
It was Saturday and Jensen was bored out of his mind. It was only two o'clock and he was about ready to shoot himself n the foot as a source of entertainment. He left out a huff and decided to make that trip to Toys R Us that he had been putting off. He pulled on his shoes and jacket, grabbed his car keys and headed out. He was in the store for all of fifteen minutes when he came across a kid who was crying hysterically, but no sounds were coming out. Jensen kneeled down to his level.
"Hey Buddy whats wrong?" Jensen's heart broke as the kid cried harder if possible and splayed his fingers and tapped his thumb to his forehead. Jensen immediately understood that was ASL for dad. The kid was no older than two and looked terrified. "How about we go find your Dad?" The kid nodded eagerly and Jensen picked him up and began the search for his missing father.
Jensen was making his way past his sixth isle when he saw a man in a hat rushing down the isle in a panic. "Excuse me! Sir! I think I found what your looking for." The man turned and Jensen noticed, despite the sunglasses and hat the man wore, instant relief flooded his features when he saw the child in his arms.
The man rushed over and instantly lifted the child from Jensen's arms and held him tight. He pulled off his sunglasses and placed the kid on the ground and kneeled down. Jensen offhandedly notice that he was still a good deal taller than than the boy. "Don't you ever walk away from Daddy again. You had me so scared." He signed the words while he spoke them. "I was so worried you were hurt or someone had taken you." The child mouthed sorry while also signing. The man nodded and picked him up. "It's okay." The man finally turned his attention to Jensen.
The man gave him a calculating look before finally speaking. "So...what do you want for finding him?"
"For you to keep a better eye on him while out in public." Jensen said simply before beginning to walk away.
"No. Seriously. What do you want?"
Jensen turned back to the man. "I already told you what I wanted."
"That can't possibly be all you want."
Jensen thought for a moment. "I want $500,000. All in 20's." The man stared at him in shock, Jensen chuckled. "I'm kidding. I really don't want anything. Just keep better eye on him is all I ask. Seriously. Accidents happen and there are creeps in this world who like to kidnap children." Jensen began to walk away again. He made it about ten steps before a shout had him halting.
"Hey! What's your name?"
He looked over his shoulder. "Jensen."
"I'm Jared, he's Alex."
"Nice to meet you both. Now if you'll excuse me."
"Thank you!" Jared yelled.
Jensen tossed his hand in the air as a You're Welcome and kept walking. Jensen made it all the way to his house and into his bedroom before he realized he never got what he went to the store for in the first place.
Jared entered his house with Alex in his arms. He took off both their shoes and sat Alex down and turned on the answering machine. 'You have six missed calls and four messages. First message. Hey Jay it's Chad. I know you have an interview scheduled tomorrow so I figured I'd offer my awesome daycare services before Mike and Tom beat me to the punch. Jared rolled his eyes. And don't roll you eyes it's not attractive. James will be here so you know I'll be on my best behavior. And be fore you press the skip button I'm totally pulling the God Father card and saying I miss my God son and demand visitation I miss him. Okaygottagobye! Jared laughed at the end of the message. Someone must have come into the room. Chad was rarely not a douche and was only that way with Jared, James, and Alex
'Message two. Jared it's me. Jared groaned instantly recognizing the voice. I know this is probably the last thing you want to hear but I want to have Alex next weekend. I know it's only been a month, but I miss him. Jay, I am so sorry for what I- Jared turned off the machine not really in the mood to hear the rest of the messages.
Jared turned to Alex. "What do you say I make us a snack?" Alex nodded excitedly. Jared made them both peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and cut up strawberries and bananas. Once they finished their snacks Jared sat with Alex on the for and played with his cars and train set. There was a knock at the door and Jared yelled that it was open. He wasn't very surprised when Chad sauntered his way into the house like he owned the place. Alex looked to see who it was. He smiled from ear to ear when he saw it was Chad. Alex scrambled to his feet and ran and tackled Chad.
"Hey Kiddo!" Chad tickled Alex's sides and smiled at the silent laugh he got in return. "How was the store trip?"
"Could've gone better but not horrible. I lost Alex for a few minutes." Chad opened his mouth to yell. "But before you go and chew me out a new one. This man, with these intense eyes, found him. Brought him straight to me."
Chad suddenly found himself on the floor playing with Alex as well. "So what did he want?"
"See that's just the thing. He didn't want anything other than for me to keep a better eye on Alex next time I was out."
Chad stopped playing with the toys. "Seriously?" Alex tapped Chad on the arm to get his attention. "Oh, sorry." Chad moved the car back onto the track.
"I don't think he recognized me. Which is something I'm trying to figure out if I should be upset or not about."
" Well maybe he lives under a rock somewhere."
"Chad. Even the rocks under the rocks know who I am with everything going on."
"Well apparently you just met the exception. So, what are you going to do as a thank you?"
"Chad. I ran into him in Toys R Us do you honestly think I'm going to run into him again?"