One Last Dance
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something_rareTitle: One Last Dance
Pairing: Jared / Jensen
Ratng: R
Word Count: 3,107
Disclaimer: 100% Pure Fiction
Note: Inspired by Sarah Connor's 'One Last Dance'.
Beta: My sincere thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bjones010590. You rock!
Summary: It's Jensen's bachelor party.
Pairing: Jared / Jensen
Ratng: R
Word Count: 3,107
Disclaimer: 100% Pure Fiction
Note: Inspired by Sarah Connor's 'One Last Dance'.
Beta: My sincere thanks to
bjones010590. You rock! Summary: It's Jensen's bachelor party.
Jensen smiled at his friends as the bartender brought the Casta Anejo shot for the five guys sitting around the table.
"To the groom-to-be! To Jensen and Danneel and your last free Saturday night!" Chris said as he raised his shot glass in the air.
"Cheers!" Jared said loudly before downing his drink. His eyes blurred as the tequila burned a path down his throat.
"Your last Saturday of freedom! Accept my condolences, man." Mike said, drinking his shot.
"You're just jealous, man. Admit it! Man, I have to go to the bathroom…” Jensen said as he walked through the small, crowded hotel bar and passed the pool tables in search of the rest rooms.
Leaning over the sink, Jensen turned the cold water on full-force, splashing his face and trying to sober up. Danneel did not like it when he drank that much.
Exactly one week from Saturday, Danneel would become Mrs. Jensen Ackles.
Maybe it was time to play the husband role.
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The last thing Jensen expected when he exited the bathroom was to find a woman waiting for him. The hallway was dark and narrow. He groaned inwardly. God! He was not in no shape to talk to a fan or sign autographs.
“Excuse me,” Jensen said with a smile, praying to God he would not get recognized.
"Excuse me, are you Jensen?"
Shit!
"Yes, I am. Hi," Jensen said with a forced smile, trying his best to remain friendly. The last thing he needed was their fandom talking about him being shit-faced.
“A gentleman asked me to give this to you," The woman said as she put a card into Jensen's hand.
"Did he say his name to you, sweetheart?"
The woman shook her head, turned and walked away.
Jensen held the card up to the dim light to read the scrawled message on the back.
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"Dude! Where have you been? We were starting to think you had fallen into the toilet," Chris laughed, as he eyed a waitress passing their table.
"Um, where is Jared?" Jensen asked.
"He went home. He was quite trashed, said he would see you tomorrow at the Wedding rehearsal," Mike said as he leant back against the seat.
“I need to go home guys,” Jensen muttered.
“WHY?” Chris and Jason said in unison.
Shrugging, Jensen lied, “Danneel just texted me. She is not feeling too well.”
“Oh, man! You are so whipped,” Mike chuckled, shaking his head.
"Fuck you!"
"You wish!"
"Jen, man. Do you want me to take you home?" Chris said, trying to raise from his chair, when Jensen stopped him, putting a hand on Chris's shoulder.
"I'm just going to call a cab. You guys have fun!"
"See you tomorrow, buddy," Jason shouted at Jensen as he turned around on his heel and walked away.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
*********************************************
Jensen stood outside Room 591. The elevator chimed and a middle-aged couple walked out. Jensen sighed with a relief. They were little chance they would recognize his face. He patiently waited, smiling politely at the Mrs. until they walked past him. Once he made sure he was alone, Jensen tapped lightly on the door.
Jared opened the door no more than three inches. Once he saw Jensen, he unlatched the safety chain. No words were spoken as he held the door open for Jensen.
It took a moment for Jensen's eyes to adjust. The only illumination in the room came from a mini pendant light. The television was on, but the volume down very low. Jensen looked at Jared and that was when he noticed that Jared was shirtless. His pulse thudded violently.
“I wasn’t sure you’d come,” Jared said softly, walking toward Jensen.
“Me either,” Jensen replied as he sat down on the edge of the sofa, "God, this is nuts."
“Just relax. Here…” Jared handed him a glass of white wine.
Jensen felt tingly inside by the sensuality in Jared's voice.
Jared sat down on the coffee table, directly opposite Jensen. They were knee to knee and close enough that Jensen could smell Jared's eau-de- cologne. He knocked back the entire glass of wine, which quite stunned Jared, “Um...another glass of wine?”
“Yes,” Jensen choked.
As Jared refilled his glass, Jensen tried to calm down and regain control. Instead, he found himself staring at Jared's square shoulders.
“You might wanna slow down a little on this one,” Jared grinned as he handed Jensen another glass of wine and sat down, "I don't want you drunk."
“I’m fine. So tell me….what do you want to do?”
A sly grin crossed Jared's lips. “Everything,” he purred.
Jensen knocked back the second glass of wine.
Jared reached across and lifted the empty glass from Jensen's hand. Jensen looked at him intently, his eyes full of strong emotions. Jared’s hand slowly slid under the hem of Jensen's black T-shirt. Jared's lips were close to Jensen's ear. His breath hot as it tickled and rolled down Jensen's neck. Jared let his hands wander down the smooth skin of Jensen’s firm stomach, feeling Jensen tremble as he went lower. He hesitated for a moment as he waited for Jensen's permission to continue. As Jared went to work on unbuttoning Jensen's jean, Jensen's eyes which were closed until then, suddenly snapped back open.
“We can’t do this, dude. I’m getting married in a week. This is wrong,” Jensen said and waited for Jared's reaction.
Jared stopped his exploration instantly. Little expression registered on his face as he asked, “Why did you come up here then?”
Jensen felt shaky, torn and unsure, “I…I don't know, man. But I can't do this to Danneel. It's not fair.”
Jared's whisper made him feel guilty, “Yeah, OK, whatever you say, Jensen, whatever you say,” With that, Jared walked over to the wine bottle on the table, "Do you want another glass?"
Jensen hastily lowered his gaze. “No, I think I am done for tonight. Jared…just…don't be mad.”
“Why should I be mad? I’m not the one making a mistake.” A shadow swept Jensen's face.
“What?”
Jared’s gaze was deliberate as it fell from Jensen's face down to his firm chest and then slowly back to his face. “You heard me.”
“Talk about arrogance,” Jensen scoffed.
“You want arrogance? Here’s arrogance. I can pick up the phone and have any man or woman I want in the next thirty minutes. That, Jensen, is arrogance.”
“I’m out of here.” Jensen said and stood up.
Jared walked over to him and began to slowly back Jensen into the shadows. The air between them was thick with erotic danger. “Jensen, you need to think real hard about that wedding next week.” His voice was deep and sultry.
Jensen's eyes sparked with anger as he harshly replied, “My wedding is none of your business.”
“Well, you are here with me, so it makes it my business. Admit it. You wanted one last fling with me, one last taste of what we could have, one last chance. The rest is just an excuse,” Jared said as he walked up to the door and yanked it open. “Later, dude.”
“So, what if I did?”
Slamming the door shut, Jared quickly walked the space to Jensen, pinning him against the closed door. “So finish what you started. I don’t think you have the guts. You’re playing games, Jensen. You‘ve always played games with me, haven't you?” His lips violently covered Jensen's.
Jolts of raw sensations danced through both of them.
Jensen melted under his kiss. How could this happen? He thought he made the right decision when he proposed to Danneel. They had been together for three years. They were perfect together. He was ruining his 'ever after' and he was doing it with his best friend, with his lover. The thought made him hard. Jensen had never been so turned on in his life.
“She loves me, man, and I love her," Jensen's words were hollow whispers. He just wanted to feel Jared's strong muscled arms around him, for one more time, for the last time.
“Wrong. If you loved her, she would be the one pleasuring you right now, not me. You are just lying to yourself because it makes you feel less guilty," Jared said as he pushed against Jensen, all hot and hard.
Jensen was dizzy and his heart beat furiously as Jared knelt in front of him. He yanked Jensen's jeans and boxers down and a rush of cool air caressed him. He grasped Jensen’s hips in his hands and looked up, "So, Jensen, What's it gonna be? Do you want to have this last chance with me or not? Trust me, it’ll be a night you’ll never forget. So, yes or no?”
Threading his fingers through Jared's hair, Jensen breathlessly whispered, “Yes.”
Jared blew lightly on the tip of Jensen's erection.
"Like that?" Jared whispered.
Jensen moaned Jared's name loudly in approval. Jared ran his tongue over the length of him, tasting the pre-cum that lingered there. He took the tip of him into his mouth and began sucking gently. Jensen tugged gently at Jared's hair, urging him to go further. Jared looked lustily up into Jensen's green eyes as he took more of him into his mouth. He went as far as he could, watching Jensen’s eyes the whole time.
“Jared, I...oh fuck!” He screamed as he felt himself reach the back of Jared’s throat. He was out of his mind with lust. Suddenly, he wasn‘t so sure that he could go on with his life, not having Jared like this in his life, not having Jared's warm wet mouth sucking furiously on him. Jared pulled back slightly, sucking and licking at the tip of him before swallowing the length again. Jensen watched wordlessly as Jared bobbed his head up and down in his lap.
“Oh J, I’m so close...you’re so...oh fuck Jared, yes!” Jensen came hard, his body shuddering with pleasure as he felt himself hit the back of Jared’s throat yet again. Eagerly, Jared sucked him dry. He lapped up what had slipped out of his mouth before kissing his way up Jensen’s now weak body. Jensen took his face in his hands and kissed him deeply, loving the taste of himself on Jared’s tongue and lips. A tiny, victorious smile crossed Jared's lips as he captured a sweet kiss. The urge to taste Jensen was overwhelming. His mouth traveled down Jensen's neck, grazing his chest. When his tongue washed over Jensen's nipple and he began to suck on it, Jensen writhed and moaned.
“Take my hand, gorgeous…”
“What?” Jensen whispered.
“Take my hand…”
Jensen did as he was told.
“I want you to place my hand where you most want to feel it. You know what you like, Jensen. Show me,” Jared whispered, raking his teeth lightly over Jensen's nipple caused him to groan.
Jensen's heart pounded wildly. His skin burned as every nerve hummed. Closing his eyes, Jensen began to rub Jared's hand slowly over his abdomen, trailing a seductive path downward.
“Is this what you do when you’re alone, Jensen? Is this what you do when I'm away?" Jared whispered as he kissed Jensen deep, "Is this what you are going to do when you are married and I am not there with you?"
Jensen pushed Jared's probing fingers against his once again hard penis. Breathlessly teetering on the edge of ecstasy, he could feel Jared's lustful gaze studying his face as he writhed and pushed himself against Jared's hand. His touch was like velvet as Jensen rocked himself against his hand. Taking his nipple between his lips, Jared tugged gently. Jensen's hips began to buck furiously, his every sense under fiery assault by Jared's intimate touches. He ached to feel Jared inside him.
“Please Jared, please….just...fuck me,” he whispered, meeting his eyes with a look of desire. Jared ignored his pleas, pushing him to a tearful release as he moved his hand up and down. Jensen wept and rocked against him.
“Jared please,” Jensen begged.
“Shhh, baby, don't worry. We’re just getting started,” Jared replied sexily.
Slowly Jared guided Jensen onto the bed. Once Jensen laid down, Jared reached out to the bedside table and pried a small bottle of lotion out and opened it. He rubbed some of it onto his fingers as he began kissing Jensen again. He pulled back slightly and reached down slowly, dragging his hand over Jensen’s chest, his hard cock, and then further.
Jensen arched to meet his touch as he felt one of Jared’s lotion-covered fingers push up into his tight hole.
“Oh J,” Jensen moaned loudly. Jared watched his face carefully for any signs of pain, but all he saw was bliss. He pushed further and soon added another finger. He moved them slowly, watching as Jensen’s eyes fell shut and he bit down on his swollen lower lip.
“More J,” he moaned after a few minutes. “I want you inside me now,” he begged, his voice low and especially raspy.
Jared reached for a pillow and slipped it under Jensen’s midsection, raising him. Not able to wait anymore, Jared squirted lotion into his hands and reached down to work it onto his large cock. Without waiting any longer, Jared took Jensen’s hips in his hands and pushed the tip of himself into Jensen’s waiting entrance. Jensen bit down on his lip in pain, trying hard to force his body to relax.
Jared noticed and slowed his actions, but Jensen wouldn’t let him. “No...just keep going...more,” he choked out. Jared squeezed his eyes shut and pushed further, not stopping until he was completely buried inside of him.
“Oh holy fucking...Jensen...fuck!” He waited, letting Jensen get used to him. He reached between them and began stroking Jensen’s throbbing cock again. As he did, Jensen lifted his knees, bringing Jared deeper. “
Fuck me J...now,” he growled hungrily. Jared pulled back and pushed in again, moaning in pleasure. He did it again, this time hitting Jensen’s prostate.
“Oh fuck yes...Jesus! Jared! Do that again...now!” Jensen screamed. He wrapped his legs tightly around Jared’s waist in an effort to pull him deeper. Jared continued stroking Jensen’s cock as he slammed into him over and over.
“You’re so damn tight Jensen...so fucking hot...oh God!” They moved against each other in earnest, both trying to reach a common goal. Jared pulled him up further and kissed him deeply. Jensen’s head fell back as another wave of pleasure shook through him. Jared sucked at the neck that was exposed to him.
“Oh J, do it harder, oh God yes...I’m so close, I....”
“Yes Jensen, come for me...do it now,” he yelled as he thrust into him faster and harder. They came at the same time, moaning each other’s names. Jensen spilled himself into Jared’s hand; Jared came deep inside of him.
The pleasure from both of their orgasms left them weak. Jared reluctantly pulled out of the older man and collapsed at his side. They wound their arms around each other and kissed softly.
“That was amazing,” Jensen whispered, lying his head on Jared’s chest, and tangling his legs with the younger man’s. Jared pulled him closer and kissed the top of his head.
“It sure was,” he replied softly.
They both laid there, both with numerous thoughts running through their heads.
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Shades of gray daybreak clawed at the edges of the lined drapes. It made no difference what they said or what they did, there would be no stopping time.
Jared slowly turned his head and kissed the top of Jensen's head as Jensen dozed. He’d need to wake him soon, but he did not really want to. He knew that once Jensen was awake, he would leave him…forever. No. He’d let him sleep a few minutes more.
When he first met Jensen, Jared knew he was bright and articulate and sexy as hell. It had been a long time since he’d been with someone like that. Jensen was the real deal, he was beautiful to his core, and that was not something Jared could resist. How many times had they taken that delicious journey together over the course of the relationship? He’d lost count. Jared always loved his tongue upon his and there was nothing he enjoyed more. He’d met his match when he met Jensen.
Jensen sighed and rolled over to face him.
“Hi,” he whispered, nuzzling the hollow of Jared's throat.
Jared pulled him tight against him. It shouldn’t be this damn hard. Finally, he managed a strangled, “Babe, it’s getting late.”
Jensen's body tensed in his arms. He tried to hold on, but Jensen pulled away plucking his clothes off the floor as he scurried into the bathroom.
Taking a deep breath, Jared pulled on his boxers. Even though the water was running in the bathroom, he could almost swear he could hear muffled cries.
When Jensen emerged, he was dressed. Flashing a smile, he softly said, “It was nice.”
“Jensen,-”
“Jared, just…please. Don’t.”
“I don’t know what to do or say to you,” Jared offered.
“Like I said, don’t. I’m still getting married in a week. Nothing’s changed between us.”
Before Jared could stop him, Jensen broke for the door. Head down, he raced toward the elevator.
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Every muscle in Jensen's body screamed. He was physically exhausted, sore and on the emotional roller coaster ride of his life. Slipping on dark glasses, Jensen slowly made his way to the cab waiting for him outside the hotel.
"Where to sir?" the driver said as Jensen opened the door. Before getting into the cab, Jensen looked up for the last time at the hotel building…and he saw Jared. Jared, wearing only his boxers, was standing on the 5th floor balcony holding what looked to be a piece of paper in his hand. Jared sailed the paper airplane off the balcony and watched as it slowly looped its way down.
Jensen snagged it. He could feel Jared’s gaze following his every move as he unfolded the note. He was still standing on the balcony.
The sheet of paper simply read, “You’re wrong, Jensen. Something is changed between us. I've fallen in love with you. ~~ J.”
Tears that welled in Jensen's eyes broke free and edged down his cheeks. When he looked back up, Jared flashed a smile then walked back inside and shut the door.
Jensen got inside the cab and shut the door. He glanced toward Room 591. The drapes moved slightly. No doubt, Jared was still watching him.
"To the groom-to-be! To Jensen and Danneel and your last free Saturday night!" Chris said as he raised his shot glass in the air.
"Cheers!" Jared said loudly before downing his drink. His eyes blurred as the tequila burned a path down his throat.
"Your last Saturday of freedom! Accept my condolences, man." Mike said, drinking his shot.
"You're just jealous, man. Admit it! Man, I have to go to the bathroom…” Jensen said as he walked through the small, crowded hotel bar and passed the pool tables in search of the rest rooms.
Leaning over the sink, Jensen turned the cold water on full-force, splashing his face and trying to sober up. Danneel did not like it when he drank that much.
Exactly one week from Saturday, Danneel would become Mrs. Jensen Ackles.
Maybe it was time to play the husband role.
*********************************************
The last thing Jensen expected when he exited the bathroom was to find a woman waiting for him. The hallway was dark and narrow. He groaned inwardly. God! He was not in no shape to talk to a fan or sign autographs.
“Excuse me,” Jensen said with a smile, praying to God he would not get recognized.
"Excuse me, are you Jensen?"
Shit!
"Yes, I am. Hi," Jensen said with a forced smile, trying his best to remain friendly. The last thing he needed was their fandom talking about him being shit-faced.
“A gentleman asked me to give this to you," The woman said as she put a card into Jensen's hand.
"Did he say his name to you, sweetheart?"
The woman shook her head, turned and walked away.
Jensen held the card up to the dim light to read the scrawled message on the back.
Just one last dance - Just one more chance – Room 591 in 30 Minutes
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"Dude! Where have you been? We were starting to think you had fallen into the toilet," Chris laughed, as he eyed a waitress passing their table.
"Um, where is Jared?" Jensen asked.
"He went home. He was quite trashed, said he would see you tomorrow at the Wedding rehearsal," Mike said as he leant back against the seat.
“I need to go home guys,” Jensen muttered.
“WHY?” Chris and Jason said in unison.
Shrugging, Jensen lied, “Danneel just texted me. She is not feeling too well.”
“Oh, man! You are so whipped,” Mike chuckled, shaking his head.
"Fuck you!"
"You wish!"
"Jen, man. Do you want me to take you home?" Chris said, trying to raise from his chair, when Jensen stopped him, putting a hand on Chris's shoulder.
"I'm just going to call a cab. You guys have fun!"
"See you tomorrow, buddy," Jason shouted at Jensen as he turned around on his heel and walked away.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
*********************************************
Jensen stood outside Room 591. The elevator chimed and a middle-aged couple walked out. Jensen sighed with a relief. They were little chance they would recognize his face. He patiently waited, smiling politely at the Mrs. until they walked past him. Once he made sure he was alone, Jensen tapped lightly on the door.
Jared opened the door no more than three inches. Once he saw Jensen, he unlatched the safety chain. No words were spoken as he held the door open for Jensen.
It took a moment for Jensen's eyes to adjust. The only illumination in the room came from a mini pendant light. The television was on, but the volume down very low. Jensen looked at Jared and that was when he noticed that Jared was shirtless. His pulse thudded violently.
“I wasn’t sure you’d come,” Jared said softly, walking toward Jensen.
“Me either,” Jensen replied as he sat down on the edge of the sofa, "God, this is nuts."
“Just relax. Here…” Jared handed him a glass of white wine.
Jensen felt tingly inside by the sensuality in Jared's voice.
Jared sat down on the coffee table, directly opposite Jensen. They were knee to knee and close enough that Jensen could smell Jared's eau-de- cologne. He knocked back the entire glass of wine, which quite stunned Jared, “Um...another glass of wine?”
“Yes,” Jensen choked.
As Jared refilled his glass, Jensen tried to calm down and regain control. Instead, he found himself staring at Jared's square shoulders.
“You might wanna slow down a little on this one,” Jared grinned as he handed Jensen another glass of wine and sat down, "I don't want you drunk."
“I’m fine. So tell me….what do you want to do?”
A sly grin crossed Jared's lips. “Everything,” he purred.
Jensen knocked back the second glass of wine.
Jared reached across and lifted the empty glass from Jensen's hand. Jensen looked at him intently, his eyes full of strong emotions. Jared’s hand slowly slid under the hem of Jensen's black T-shirt. Jared's lips were close to Jensen's ear. His breath hot as it tickled and rolled down Jensen's neck. Jared let his hands wander down the smooth skin of Jensen’s firm stomach, feeling Jensen tremble as he went lower. He hesitated for a moment as he waited for Jensen's permission to continue. As Jared went to work on unbuttoning Jensen's jean, Jensen's eyes which were closed until then, suddenly snapped back open.
“We can’t do this, dude. I’m getting married in a week. This is wrong,” Jensen said and waited for Jared's reaction.
Jared stopped his exploration instantly. Little expression registered on his face as he asked, “Why did you come up here then?”
Jensen felt shaky, torn and unsure, “I…I don't know, man. But I can't do this to Danneel. It's not fair.”
Jared's whisper made him feel guilty, “Yeah, OK, whatever you say, Jensen, whatever you say,” With that, Jared walked over to the wine bottle on the table, "Do you want another glass?"
Jensen hastily lowered his gaze. “No, I think I am done for tonight. Jared…just…don't be mad.”
“Why should I be mad? I’m not the one making a mistake.” A shadow swept Jensen's face.
“What?”
Jared’s gaze was deliberate as it fell from Jensen's face down to his firm chest and then slowly back to his face. “You heard me.”
“Talk about arrogance,” Jensen scoffed.
“You want arrogance? Here’s arrogance. I can pick up the phone and have any man or woman I want in the next thirty minutes. That, Jensen, is arrogance.”
“I’m out of here.” Jensen said and stood up.
Jared walked over to him and began to slowly back Jensen into the shadows. The air between them was thick with erotic danger. “Jensen, you need to think real hard about that wedding next week.” His voice was deep and sultry.
Jensen's eyes sparked with anger as he harshly replied, “My wedding is none of your business.”
“Well, you are here with me, so it makes it my business. Admit it. You wanted one last fling with me, one last taste of what we could have, one last chance. The rest is just an excuse,” Jared said as he walked up to the door and yanked it open. “Later, dude.”
“So, what if I did?”
Slamming the door shut, Jared quickly walked the space to Jensen, pinning him against the closed door. “So finish what you started. I don’t think you have the guts. You’re playing games, Jensen. You‘ve always played games with me, haven't you?” His lips violently covered Jensen's.
Jolts of raw sensations danced through both of them.
Jensen melted under his kiss. How could this happen? He thought he made the right decision when he proposed to Danneel. They had been together for three years. They were perfect together. He was ruining his 'ever after' and he was doing it with his best friend, with his lover. The thought made him hard. Jensen had never been so turned on in his life.
“She loves me, man, and I love her," Jensen's words were hollow whispers. He just wanted to feel Jared's strong muscled arms around him, for one more time, for the last time.
“Wrong. If you loved her, she would be the one pleasuring you right now, not me. You are just lying to yourself because it makes you feel less guilty," Jared said as he pushed against Jensen, all hot and hard.
Jensen was dizzy and his heart beat furiously as Jared knelt in front of him. He yanked Jensen's jeans and boxers down and a rush of cool air caressed him. He grasped Jensen’s hips in his hands and looked up, "So, Jensen, What's it gonna be? Do you want to have this last chance with me or not? Trust me, it’ll be a night you’ll never forget. So, yes or no?”
Threading his fingers through Jared's hair, Jensen breathlessly whispered, “Yes.”
Jared blew lightly on the tip of Jensen's erection.
"Like that?" Jared whispered.
Jensen moaned Jared's name loudly in approval. Jared ran his tongue over the length of him, tasting the pre-cum that lingered there. He took the tip of him into his mouth and began sucking gently. Jensen tugged gently at Jared's hair, urging him to go further. Jared looked lustily up into Jensen's green eyes as he took more of him into his mouth. He went as far as he could, watching Jensen’s eyes the whole time.
“Jared, I...oh fuck!” He screamed as he felt himself reach the back of Jared’s throat. He was out of his mind with lust. Suddenly, he wasn‘t so sure that he could go on with his life, not having Jared like this in his life, not having Jared's warm wet mouth sucking furiously on him. Jared pulled back slightly, sucking and licking at the tip of him before swallowing the length again. Jensen watched wordlessly as Jared bobbed his head up and down in his lap.
“Oh J, I’m so close...you’re so...oh fuck Jared, yes!” Jensen came hard, his body shuddering with pleasure as he felt himself hit the back of Jared’s throat yet again. Eagerly, Jared sucked him dry. He lapped up what had slipped out of his mouth before kissing his way up Jensen’s now weak body. Jensen took his face in his hands and kissed him deeply, loving the taste of himself on Jared’s tongue and lips. A tiny, victorious smile crossed Jared's lips as he captured a sweet kiss. The urge to taste Jensen was overwhelming. His mouth traveled down Jensen's neck, grazing his chest. When his tongue washed over Jensen's nipple and he began to suck on it, Jensen writhed and moaned.
“Take my hand, gorgeous…”
“What?” Jensen whispered.
“Take my hand…”
Jensen did as he was told.
“I want you to place my hand where you most want to feel it. You know what you like, Jensen. Show me,” Jared whispered, raking his teeth lightly over Jensen's nipple caused him to groan.
Jensen's heart pounded wildly. His skin burned as every nerve hummed. Closing his eyes, Jensen began to rub Jared's hand slowly over his abdomen, trailing a seductive path downward.
“Is this what you do when you’re alone, Jensen? Is this what you do when I'm away?" Jared whispered as he kissed Jensen deep, "Is this what you are going to do when you are married and I am not there with you?"
Jensen pushed Jared's probing fingers against his once again hard penis. Breathlessly teetering on the edge of ecstasy, he could feel Jared's lustful gaze studying his face as he writhed and pushed himself against Jared's hand. His touch was like velvet as Jensen rocked himself against his hand. Taking his nipple between his lips, Jared tugged gently. Jensen's hips began to buck furiously, his every sense under fiery assault by Jared's intimate touches. He ached to feel Jared inside him.
“Please Jared, please….just...fuck me,” he whispered, meeting his eyes with a look of desire. Jared ignored his pleas, pushing him to a tearful release as he moved his hand up and down. Jensen wept and rocked against him.
“Jared please,” Jensen begged.
“Shhh, baby, don't worry. We’re just getting started,” Jared replied sexily.
Slowly Jared guided Jensen onto the bed. Once Jensen laid down, Jared reached out to the bedside table and pried a small bottle of lotion out and opened it. He rubbed some of it onto his fingers as he began kissing Jensen again. He pulled back slightly and reached down slowly, dragging his hand over Jensen’s chest, his hard cock, and then further.
Jensen arched to meet his touch as he felt one of Jared’s lotion-covered fingers push up into his tight hole.
“Oh J,” Jensen moaned loudly. Jared watched his face carefully for any signs of pain, but all he saw was bliss. He pushed further and soon added another finger. He moved them slowly, watching as Jensen’s eyes fell shut and he bit down on his swollen lower lip.
“More J,” he moaned after a few minutes. “I want you inside me now,” he begged, his voice low and especially raspy.
Jared reached for a pillow and slipped it under Jensen’s midsection, raising him. Not able to wait anymore, Jared squirted lotion into his hands and reached down to work it onto his large cock. Without waiting any longer, Jared took Jensen’s hips in his hands and pushed the tip of himself into Jensen’s waiting entrance. Jensen bit down on his lip in pain, trying hard to force his body to relax.
Jared noticed and slowed his actions, but Jensen wouldn’t let him. “No...just keep going...more,” he choked out. Jared squeezed his eyes shut and pushed further, not stopping until he was completely buried inside of him.
“Oh holy fucking...Jensen...fuck!” He waited, letting Jensen get used to him. He reached between them and began stroking Jensen’s throbbing cock again. As he did, Jensen lifted his knees, bringing Jared deeper. “
Fuck me J...now,” he growled hungrily. Jared pulled back and pushed in again, moaning in pleasure. He did it again, this time hitting Jensen’s prostate.
“Oh fuck yes...Jesus! Jared! Do that again...now!” Jensen screamed. He wrapped his legs tightly around Jared’s waist in an effort to pull him deeper. Jared continued stroking Jensen’s cock as he slammed into him over and over.
“You’re so damn tight Jensen...so fucking hot...oh God!” They moved against each other in earnest, both trying to reach a common goal. Jared pulled him up further and kissed him deeply. Jensen’s head fell back as another wave of pleasure shook through him. Jared sucked at the neck that was exposed to him.
“Oh J, do it harder, oh God yes...I’m so close, I....”
“Yes Jensen, come for me...do it now,” he yelled as he thrust into him faster and harder. They came at the same time, moaning each other’s names. Jensen spilled himself into Jared’s hand; Jared came deep inside of him.
The pleasure from both of their orgasms left them weak. Jared reluctantly pulled out of the older man and collapsed at his side. They wound their arms around each other and kissed softly.
“That was amazing,” Jensen whispered, lying his head on Jared’s chest, and tangling his legs with the younger man’s. Jared pulled him closer and kissed the top of his head.
“It sure was,” he replied softly.
They both laid there, both with numerous thoughts running through their heads.
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Shades of gray daybreak clawed at the edges of the lined drapes. It made no difference what they said or what they did, there would be no stopping time.
Jared slowly turned his head and kissed the top of Jensen's head as Jensen dozed. He’d need to wake him soon, but he did not really want to. He knew that once Jensen was awake, he would leave him…forever. No. He’d let him sleep a few minutes more.
When he first met Jensen, Jared knew he was bright and articulate and sexy as hell. It had been a long time since he’d been with someone like that. Jensen was the real deal, he was beautiful to his core, and that was not something Jared could resist. How many times had they taken that delicious journey together over the course of the relationship? He’d lost count. Jared always loved his tongue upon his and there was nothing he enjoyed more. He’d met his match when he met Jensen.
Jensen sighed and rolled over to face him.
“Hi,” he whispered, nuzzling the hollow of Jared's throat.
Jared pulled him tight against him. It shouldn’t be this damn hard. Finally, he managed a strangled, “Babe, it’s getting late.”
Jensen's body tensed in his arms. He tried to hold on, but Jensen pulled away plucking his clothes off the floor as he scurried into the bathroom.
Taking a deep breath, Jared pulled on his boxers. Even though the water was running in the bathroom, he could almost swear he could hear muffled cries.
When Jensen emerged, he was dressed. Flashing a smile, he softly said, “It was nice.”
“Jensen,-”
“Jared, just…please. Don’t.”
“I don’t know what to do or say to you,” Jared offered.
“Like I said, don’t. I’m still getting married in a week. Nothing’s changed between us.”
Before Jared could stop him, Jensen broke for the door. Head down, he raced toward the elevator.
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Every muscle in Jensen's body screamed. He was physically exhausted, sore and on the emotional roller coaster ride of his life. Slipping on dark glasses, Jensen slowly made his way to the cab waiting for him outside the hotel.
"Where to sir?" the driver said as Jensen opened the door. Before getting into the cab, Jensen looked up for the last time at the hotel building…and he saw Jared. Jared, wearing only his boxers, was standing on the 5th floor balcony holding what looked to be a piece of paper in his hand. Jared sailed the paper airplane off the balcony and watched as it slowly looped its way down.
Jensen snagged it. He could feel Jared’s gaze following his every move as he unfolded the note. He was still standing on the balcony.
The sheet of paper simply read, “You’re wrong, Jensen. Something is changed between us. I've fallen in love with you. ~~ J.”
Tears that welled in Jensen's eyes broke free and edged down his cheeks. When he looked back up, Jared flashed a smile then walked back inside and shut the door.
Jensen got inside the cab and shut the door. He glanced toward Room 591. The drapes moved slightly. No doubt, Jared was still watching him.
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Date: 2009-11-18 08:04 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-11-18 08:54 am (UTC)Seriously that was totally awesome and I want the happy ending with J2 winning out like it always should. If you ever consider a sequel I would squee madly and I totally vote for Jensen realizing he;s in love with Jared ON his wedding day. That might be totally mean but come on...that would be the ideal setting after this, no?
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Date: 2009-11-18 05:56 pm (UTC)I read your words and it totally fits the story. Very inspiring! Although the bride will probably go MAD! lol ;) Let's give this one a rest for a while. I might be back later and write a sequel or something.
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Date: 2009-11-18 09:33 am (UTC)Poor Jay.....poor Jensen....*sigh*
Great job - loved it!
Lisa, xx
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Date: 2009-11-18 06:03 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it, Lisa. :*
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Date: 2009-11-18 11:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 06:09 pm (UTC)I'm thrilled that you guys want a sequel though. It means a lot.
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Date: 2009-11-18 11:11 am (UTC)But i can't help thinking after the last dance Jensen should realize somenthing.
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Date: 2009-11-18 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 12:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 06:22 pm (UTC)Yeah, actually that announcement triggered this little idea and then yesterday, this was ALL I could think about, so I just HAD to write it down. lol
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Date: 2009-11-18 01:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-18 06:23 pm (UTC)Thanks for taking some time to let me know what you thought of this little thing.
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Date: 2009-11-19 05:27 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!