raeschae | This Is Different (prompt 28, table 04)

Title: This Is Different
Author:

raeschae
Character(s)/Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Theme: Theme 04: Lover's Rock
Prompt(s): #28 - Lies
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Jensen can lie to himself about a lot of things, but not about this.

Warnings/Author Notes: This is the last one tonight, I promise. (I have to sleep sometime!)

There are lies that Jensen tells other people, like "I don't want to be famous," and "The art is more important than the paycheck." "I don't do relationships," has practically become his catchphrase.

There are lies that he only tells himself, ones that he's been telling for so long that they're starting to feel like truth. "It's better this way," and "Separating sex from attachment is easy" are his favorites.

Lately he's finding a few of his lies harder to sell, at least to himself. With Ian, it's easy; it's comfortable, familiar, and not doing it just doesn't seem to occur to them or something.

Everything looks different in Jared's bedroom, though. It feels different to be laying here, sweaty and sated, without a thought of leaving. It's a little terrifying, but also pretty awesome. It's not just the super hot sex – Jensen can't remember the last time he came so hard from a fucking hand job – because with Jared, it's also a shitload of fun. He can't remember the last time he laughed so much, forgot everything else, and just lost himself in the moment with someone.

“It's okay, ya know?”

Rolling his head on the pillow, Jensen blinks at the heavily-lidded, slightly amused look on Jared's face. “What?”

“Stickin' around's not really your thing. I get it.” The bed shifts just enough for Jensen to know that Jared is shrugging. “I mean, if you want to. Just. I don't know, man. Don't feel obligated.”

Jensen lifts himself onto one elbow and makes sure that Jared is looking at him when he says, “You're not wrong,” he chuckles a little. Maybe it's the tension that Jared manages to shake free in Jensen's shoulders or something, but he feels loose and happy. “But I don't usually head home until I'm done.” He lets his eyes travel the length of Jared's neck to the swell of his shoulder, the striation of the muscles evident beneath Jared's tanned skin. Damn but the man's body is impossibly perfect.

“Ah,” Jared nods, eyes opening and smile brightening a little. “And you're not done yet?”

Dropping a quick kiss on Jared's lips, he winks when he pulls back and lets his hand trail beneath the sheet that barely covers Jared's waist. “Man, I'm just gettin' started.”

It's such a cheesy line that they both laugh, but Jared's catches in his throat when Jensen's hand slides from the inside of his thigh to run his fingertips over Jared's balls. “That is so un-fucking-fair.” His dry chuckle is bitten off by the moan that rumbles through his chest.

“Yeah,” Jensen nods his agreement while half-rolling himself onto Jared's side and hooking his leg over Jared's to pull it further open. “I should probably stop, huh? Wouldn't wanna play dirty or anything.” He drags his open lips over Jared's throat when his fist closes around Jared's cock, smiling when it twitches in his hand.

Jared feels relaxed under Jensen's ministrations, so it's surprising when he gracefully flips to cover Jensen's body with his own. He's more than a little hard against Jensen's hip, and Jensen's not really sure how Jared got his arms pinned above his head like this. He's not really complaining, though.

“How's that for playin' dirty?” Jared challenges, eyebrow raised before he sucks Jensen's tongue into his mouth.

Dominance can fuck itself for all Jensen cares. He thrusts his hips against Jared's, getting more air than contact, while he whimpers at the idea of being manhandled so easily. Add another lie to the list: "I need to be in control." If letting go of it means that he gets this Jared, the perfect mixture of playfulness and intensity, he'll give it up willingly.

Jared lets go of his hands, but Jensen doesn't bother to lower them, instead stretching his body under Jared's while gripping the headboard. There's a flash of something predatory in Jared's eyes, something that strokes Jensen's ego in exactly the right way. “You gonna fuck me, Jared?” he asks, voice pitched a little lower, and far more desperate, than he usually likes to sound.

He seems a little surprised by the question, but leans down to suck that spot just below Jensen's ear that drives him fucking insane. He's been doing that a lot since he found it earlier tonight. “That what you want, Jensen?” he asks, breath hot against Jensen's neck.

“Fuck yes,” he practically begs, bucking his hips instinctively.

It's almost painful when Jared leans over to grab the lube from the bedside table where Jensen left it earlier. He's a little too heavy to be laying his weight on Jensen, but Jensen will be damned if he's going to complain. Instead, he moves one hand from the headboard to slip it over the line of Jared's back.

A little discomfort be damned, Jensen almost wants to pout when Jared pulls away to sit back on his knees. Almost, but since he's not really much of a pouter, he just rubs his leg against Jared's hip and watches the way he stokes his own cock with lubed fingers.

“Damn you, Padalecki,” Jensen laughs when Jared looks at him and runs his tongue along his lower lip. “Such a fucking tease.”

Jared just shakes his head while he rolls the condom on and reaches for the lube bottle again. “Yeah, 'cause you got room to talk about teasing,” he shoots back with a grin. “How long'd you tongue my ass earlier?”

He doesn't give Jensen the time to respond, spreading his own knees to hold Jensen's legs open as he slowly runs slick fingers against Jensen's hole. His eyes never leave Jensen's, and that's when Jensen knows that he can lie to himself about a hell of a lot, but not about this.

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