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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki
  Additional Tags:
      Prostitution, Younger!Jensen
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-07-21 Words: 3049
****** A Simple Case Of ******
by spiders_stars
Summary
     Jared is used to getting whatever he wants and now, that's Jensen, no
     matter who he really is.
This was really not meant to happen tonight. Or ever for that matter.
"Take your clothes off."
He'd just been looking for a night away from his family, a chance to calm down,
to escape the trials and tribulations of being a teenager. Life was pretty damn
rough when you were the only gay boy in a religious school, a religious family.
"Well? What are you waiting for?"
And then here was this guy, a fucking giant, with wide big shoulders and
perfectly unstyled golden hair - the kind that looked so silky soft, the kind
he'd love caressing if his mind could catch up. Because this was a major what
the fuck kind of moment.
There was a sigh and the clink of glass as the man set his wine down on the
table and stood. Jensen swallowed thickly as the man rubbed two fingers against
his temple then loosened his tie.
"This would be my luck. They've sent me a junkie."
The accusation was enough to snap Jensen from his shock and he pursed his lips,
stepping further into the hotel room. "Shut up, I am not a junkie. I've only
even tried beer once."
A smirk crossed the man's lips and Jensen sucked in a breath because it made
him look utterly breathtaking. Of course, he'd been plenty gorgeous before but
the scowl didn't do him any justice. He should smile all the time, he'd be able
to take over the entire world that way.
"Oh look, it speaks. Now. Take your clothes off."
Just like that the smile was off the man's face and Jensen found his fingers
tangled in the hem of his shirt before another moment could pass. "Don't have
to be such a jackass," he mumbled and toed out of his sneakers.
"You've got some spunk, I'll give you that." The man turned and stooped down,
snagging his glass of wine once more and bringing it to his lips. He paused and
Jensen watched him turn back, dragging his gaze down the slowly exposed skin.
"What's your price for the night anyway?"
When the two men down in the hotel lobby had all but dragged him to the
elevators, explaining how stressed their boss was, Jensen had desperately tried
to rationale that it wasn't what he thought it was. Because he knew he was
pretty and sometimes the other boys made jokes about his street made income but
no one had ever actually accused him of being a prostitute before.
Until this guy. Who wasn't really accusing him but seemed pretty set in fact on
the matter. Jensen should really turn around the run for it. Maybe he could get
away before this man could catch up - though his legs were pretty long, Jensen
probably didn't stand a chance.
"Oh I see. You're not a junkie, this is your act." The man sipped from his wine
then set it back down, turning to Jensen and slipping from his business suit.
"They do know how much I enjoy the young innocent ones. Maybe it would be
better if I set the price. I pay my usuals three hundred a night, that work for
you?"
Jensen's jaw dropped before he could help it. Three hundred dollars for
sleeping with this drop dead sexy man? Okay yes, Jensen was a virgin and giving
it up and receiving money in return was probably an even bigger sin than being
gay in the first place but...
"Not enough?" He was closer now, circling around Jensen and dragging his
fingers along the curve of Jensen's jean clad ass. The man dipped down to speak
into Jensen's ear and it sent of burst shooting like electricity through him.
"Five hundred then. Not a dime more and you better be fucking worth it."
"Oh my god," Jensen nearly gasped as the man's large hand slid under his shirt
and smoothed over his chest. "What is your name?"
A deep chuckle shook the man behind him and Jensen arched up into the heat of a
smooth palm. "Jared. And what's yours, pretty little thing?"
All the air rushed from Jensen and his hands snapped out, curling over the top
of the chair in front of him. He didn't really have a lot of experience with
guys, or any experience for that matter, and already he felt too incredibly
hard in the front of his jeans. This guy was going to get him off standing
right here and Jensen may not know anything about hookers but he was pretty
sure they were supposed to have a lot more stamina than that.
"Jensen," he managed to gasp out before he pulled from Jared's touch, spinning
to face him. "And I've never done this before."
Part of Jensen had thought maybe Jared would believe him, would see the pure
innocence in his expression and realize his mistake, because that tiny part of
Jensen didn't think he was ready for this. But as he stared up into Jared's
eyes he could see the way they were darkening, the smirk growing on his lips
once more.
"Yeah, I like that, keep going."
In the next moment Jensen found himself being lifted completely off the ground
and he swallowed a squeak as he clung to Jared's arms. "I- I wasn't lying. I've
never even kissed anyone. Your hand up my shirt is officially the most action
I've ever experienced."
Jared moaned and latched his lips to Jensen's neck, working along the skin. As
Jensen wrapped his legs tighter around the man's firm body he could feel the
radiating heat from his obvious arousal and it sent a sharp thrill through him.
It was so strangely empowering, knowing he was somehow turning this guy on who,
frankly, could have just about anyone he wanted. Jensen was sure of that.
And yet he was still offering all this money to have Jensen and there were
probably all these morals he should follow and Bible verses he could quote but
fuck Jared's lips on his neck were like fire. The absolute last thing he could
think of at that moment were Bible verses.
What more could Jared want to hear anyway?
"What does it feel like now?" Jared asked against the edge of his ear.
Before Jensen could answer, Jared was tossing him down onto the bed, tugging
the tie clear from his neck and starting in on the row of buttons. Jensen
stared, nearly drooling at each inch of tanned skin as it was exposed. Maybe he
was supposed to be doing the undressing part but he could barely think, the
last of his brain power was going toward figuring out how to answer and kepe
Jared happy.
"Like I'm going to explode," Jensen managed a strangled whisper, wetting his
lips with the slow drag of his tongue as he considered what it might be like if
Jared's lips were on his own. When he looked back up, Jared was simply watching
him and a deep blush crawled up Jensen's cheeks. "I keep imagining what it
might be like to kiss you. Do you think... will you do that?"
"Fuck," Jared groaned and finally shrugged free of his shirt, crawling onto the
bed over Jensen. "Sure you're ready? First kiss is a big thing."
At some point the part of Jensen freaking the fuck out over the entire
situation seemed to get on board with this craziness and well, he was ready for
everything. "Please Jared, please kiss me. Please touch me. I... I'm ready."
Their eyes met for just a moment and Jensen thought he saw something cross
Jared's features but then he wasn't able to think because they were kissing.
Jared's lips were against his own and Jensen was dragging his fingers through
that hair was just as silky and soft as he'd imagined it would be. Jensen
moaned and parted his lips even further adjusting to the slow sweep of Jared's
tongue forward.
Jensen arched his body completely off the mattress and Jared's hands were
slipping under his shirt once more, fingers grazing with purpose along his skin
and searing into his flesh. The hard crash of their lips parted long enough for
Jared to drag his shirt off and toss it across the room. Their hips rolled
together as Jared pressed back down and Jensen honestly wasn't sure he was
going to last through any of this.
"So pretty," Jared breathed as his fingers traveled down Jensen's sides,
flicking the button on his jeans and tugging at the zipper. "You're just so
damn pretty. Can't even decide what I want to do to you first."
The brush of lips across Jensen's chest nearly had him flying off the bed,
desperate and eager for all the sparking little sensations of touch. Jared had
barely done anything and Jensen was losing his mind.
By the time his jeans and underwear had been tugged free Jensen was breathless
and sweaty, writhing and twisting beneath Jared's lips and constant touches.
The air in the room felt heavy and over heated and the mass of Jared's body
over his made Jensen shudder out of his control. He kissed all the way down to
Jensen's toes and back up and it was much more gentle then Jensen anticipated -
considering how much Jared was shelling out.
The surprise must have been clear on his face when Jared was eye level once
more because the man smiled that knee weakening smile and shrugged. "Your first
time right? Figured I should make it special for you."
Jensen ignored the shake of his fingers and reached out to caress the side of
Jared's cheek. "Pretty sure anything with you it's going to be special."
Jared laughed, deep and full, and shook his head. "Well aren't you just a
charmer. I'm already paying Jen, you don't have to woo me."
Something pinched in Jensen's gut and he bit his lip to keep from telling Jared
just how wrong he was about everything. After all, Jensen was just a geeky
Christian school attending, sixteen year old. When would he ever get a chance
to be with someone like Jared again? Never. So he had to take this for all he
could get.
"Need to claim you now. You're already driving me fucking insane," Jared
growled and reached across to the night stand, snagging the bottle of lube and
a condom. He sat back on his heels as he slicked his fingers and Jensen tried
not to stare with wide eyes as the man continued to speak casually. "Been a
long few months, work is really getting to me. But you? You're gonna fix all
that. Aren't you baby?"
Jensen swallowed thickly and nodded, inching his legs just a little further
apart. "Y-yes, anything you want."
The first touch of Jared's fingertip rubbing along his hole was surprising, a
shuddering rush of pleasure and want burning through Jensen and bringing a moan
to his lips. His eyes met Jared's and stayed there as the man slowly worked his
finger up between tight muscle, his lips parting in a small groan. "You are so
fucking tight. That's incredible."
Thankfully Jared seemed intent to keep up this game they were supposedly
playing that Jensen was a blushing virgin. The slow stretch of his fingers
spreading Jensen apart was maddening in the best way and he could feel the hold
on his control slipping. And then Jared's middle finger pressed and rolled
along Jensen's prostate and everything exploded.
"Jesus Christ," Jared moaned loudly as Jensen's release sprayed between them,
Jensen's fingers gripping Jared's shoulders and holding on tight. "Oh fuck
that's so fucking hot."
"Jared, Jared, oh god," Jensen gasped, embarrassed that he'd just come without
Jared's hand on his cock. Who even did that? "Don't stop, please don't."
"Are you kidding me? I wouldn't stop even if the fucking building was on fire
now." Jared choked on a laugh that faded off as he added a third finger and
Jensen's body bowed up off the bed once more. "You clean?"
Jensen blinked a few times, wondering what part of spraying his chest with come
Jared missed. Of course he wasn't clean. Then he realized the man meant
something entirely different and he nodded. "Um, yes. Definitely am."
"Good." Jared smirked then dipped down, dragging his tongue up Jensen's chest
to gather the cooling strings of come decorating his skin.
Jensen nearly came all over again. It felt like a mind numbing torture, Jared's
tongue steadily cleaning his skin as his fingers worked deeper and longer
thrusts between loosening muscles. By the time Jared was lifting up and pulling
free Jensen was hard all over again, clutching the blankets beneath his body
just to keep from clambering up Jared's body.
"Gonna fuck you so hard. Gonna claim you over and over all night long," Jared
growled and rolled a condom on, lathering the latex with lube and sliding
swiftly up between Jensen's legs.
The game they were playing must have slipped in the wake of Jared's growing
arousal. In the next moment Jensen found himself pressed down into the mattress
as Jared's body moved over his and he lined his cock up, bottoming out in one
swift thrust. Jensen sucked in a shocked breath and arched up, trying to escape
the burn and stretch and move into the touch all at once.
"Shh, I've got you baby," Jared breathed and brushed their lips together,
gathering Jensen up to hold him close. "So fucking tight, gonna make me come
just from this."
Jensen moaned and threaded his fingers through Jared's hair, gripping tight.
"B-better not. Wanna feel... gotta feel you... fucking me. Please? Move Jared."
"Fuck yes." Jared drew back and slowly sank forward, not hesitating to pull
nearly all the way out and thrust back in immediately. His thrusts gradually
picked up speed, growing harder and sharper, and Jensen felt like every inch of
him was about to burst into flames.
He never knew it would be like this, so full, stretched apart and pushed to the
limits, all the while aching for more, for it never to stop. Their lips slid
sloppy and rough together and Jensen clung to Jared as the thrusts caused the
slapping of their skin to echo around the room. Jensen could hear the harsh
pant falling from Jared, knew the whimpery noises were falling from his own
lips, but it almost felt like he was having some out of body experience.
Then the next thrust of Jared's hips sent the head of his cock pressing right
up against that pleasure spot in Jensen and white lights danced across Jensen's
eyes. He dug his heels into the mattress and rocked his hips back, meeting each
of Jared's thrusts and sucking in sharp breaths to ease the race of his heart.
"Gonna come untouched again baby?" Jared spoke against Jensen's lips, slamming
roughly down into Jensen's ass and rolling his hips to bury even deeper. "Think
I can get you there? Not gonna be a blushing virgin anymore, I'm gonna dirty
you up now."
"Yes, Jared, oh yes." Moaning low in his throat, Jensen dragging his fingers
down Jared's back and true to his words he could feel the rise of his orgasm
already. Each time Jared's cock pressed up against his prostate Jensen felt the
air rush from his lungs and it felt like he'd never catch his breath, he
couldn't even manage to blink the sweat from his eyes.
Jared lips crushed against his in the next moment and Jensen lost control all
over again. For the second time in less than a half hour at the most he was
coming untouched, all over Jared and his bodies and he didn't have any extra
blood left to fuel the blush on his cheeks. Jared was kind of like a god and
Jensen thought he might actually be able to come from just kissing him but he
wasn't going to share that little fact.
As his muscles clenched around Jared the man's thrusts slowed, a deep and loud
moan rising up in him and it took Jensen a moment to realize he was coming as
well. Once his own orgasm had eased off he simply stared, watching the pleasure
cross Jared's face. He was absolutely breathtaking in every way and Jensen
wanted to relive this moment over and over again.
"Christ that was amazing," Jared grumbled as he collapsed onto Jensen, panting
into his neck.
Jensen was being smothered but he couldn't find it in him to protest. He kind
of wanted Jared over him like this always now. A slow smile tugged at Jensen's
lips and he wrapped his arms round Jared, squeezing his eyes shut and
pretending this was his to keep.
Only a few seconds later though Jared was pulling away, rolling off and sliding
off the bed. Jensen watched him head across the room to the bathroom and his
heart lurched. What happened now? Was he really supposed to stay all night? Or
was it better to wait for his money and go?
Maybe he should just run off now because getting paid after losing his
virginity was kind of the worst thing imaginable.
"Are you freaking out?" Jared asked quietly and the bed dipped.
Jensen glanced down, watching as Jared dragged a rag over his chest. "Um,
freaking out? W-why? Why would I freak? No freaking here."
Jared arched his brows and tossed the rag away, sliding across the bed and
looping an arm around Jensen to tug him close. "Oh come on. I've been around
long enough. I can tell when someone is lying. And you, Jensen? Are totally
lying."
Swallowing thickly, Jensen ducked his head down and shrugged. "Lyin' about
what?"
"You're not a prostitute. I saw it all over your face when I first slipped my
finger into you." Jared smirked when Jensen's gaze snapped up and locked on
him. "Well I couldn't really stop then. You're just so..."
"Pretty?" Jensen suggested with a weak smile. "This means you're not gonna pay
me huh?"
"Maybe I can convince you why it's best to give it away for free." Jared
grinned that lethal grin of his and dove forward for another kiss.
Jensen was pretty sure he'd be easily convinced.
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