A Kiss to Build A Dream chapter 7
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cillab42Chapter 7
Three days. Three days he’d spent buried in Danneel’s body. She was everything he thought she would be, smart funny and caring. Soft. Womanly. She was everything he should want, however, the problem was that somewhere between Jared exploring his body and spending his nights crying in shame, Jensen had started developing feelings for Jared. Being with Danneel had been Jensen’s way of fighting those feelings growing inside him. Danneel was him thumbing his nose at Jared, letting him know that he could fuck him all he wanted, but he was still a red-blooded American male. Straight. He was not gay and had never in his life lusted after another man…it’s just that, Jared.
The problem was that Jared had start making him want, well Jared, and Jensen did not know how to deal. He had chuckled over the years at Jared’s conquests, about who put what where, but never in a million years had he believed that he would be that person.
Jensen decided that it wasn’t fair to Danneel to put her in the middle of whatever this thing was between him and Jared. He shouldn’t have let things go this far with her, but she was his last hope at normalcy.
He thought about what he was doing, and wondered if it was it that much different from what he has accused Jared of? He was fighting so hard not to give into what he was now feeling for the man that he had involved Danneel, knowing that nothing was going to come of it, that he was not going to love her. Perhaps one day he could explain it to her without her hating him, so he swallowed what was left of his pride and he went home. Jensen was sitting on the sofa when Jared came home from a meet and greet and he didn’t get a chance to get up before Jared pinned Jensen down and fucked him into it.
~*Jared*~
Then something changed over the next two weeks. Something about Jensen changed. Their friendship was back, not to where it was before they’d had sex, but it was almost there. And then there was the sex. Sex that Jensen was participating in more. He didn’t initiate it but he wasn’t trying to avoid it either and Jared counted that as a win.
It was just that Jensen was touching him, voluntarily. He still wouldn’t allow Jared to kiss him, but he was giving him these looks. And then there were these shy hesitant touches. Life wasn’t good, but it was better.
Jared didn’t know what was said to Danneel but Jensen had stopped volunteering at the animal shelter. His only complaint was that he missed seeing Harley and Sadie, the two puppies he had bonded with.
While Jensen was at work, Jared decided to go look at the puppies Jensen was going on about. If they were as adorable as Jensen let on, then he was going to surprise him. The bump in the road of his plan was that Danneel was the person to handle the adoption.
Once he spent time with the dogs, he knew he was not going to leave them there. He could see why Jensen loved them so. He walked to the office and faced the woman.
“Hi Jared,” Danneel greeted him.
“Hi Danneel,” he said with a false smile.
Trying to exhale and relieve the tension in his body, Jared asked about adopting the dogs.
“Harley and Sadie,” she beamed. “Usually we don’t have trouble adopting out puppies but since they are going to be such large dogs no one wants them.”
“Jens does,” Jared stated simply as though that was all that mattered.
“He didn’t think that you’d want them in your house.”
“It’s his home too.”
“Good, good. I don’t think he thinks of it that way, but maybe this will convince him.”
While Jared completed the application, Danneel kept sneaking glances. “Is… we… he and I… is he coming back?” She finally got out.
“I’m not sure what his plans are,” he answered flatly, not giving away anything in his tone.
“Well, it’s just that we, or at least I thought we had something going and it was… nice. Then, out of the blue, he said that he might have feelings for someone else," she confided.
“Danneel,” Jared started, excited by what the woman had just told him.
“Look,” she cut him off. “I know his situation, and I’m cool with that, but he is letting his pride get in the way. He is a good man Jared and I am willing to wait, so can you please help me get through to him?” She begged.
Jared was stunned. Could he be the one Jensen had feelings for? He liked Danneel, and had she been begging for help with anyone other than Jensen, he would have gladly assisted. But Jensen? Jensen was his.
Not caring if he hurt her feelings or not, Jared looked at her and said, “There is someone else but that is his story to tell.”
He could see her body deflate and the fight leave her. She stood up and walked out the office, Jared quickly following as she found someone to help him load the dogs and supplies.
Jared was happy. Jensen had come straight home, no phantom errands to run and as a reward, he was greeted by his two new four legged friends. The smile Jared received made him forget to breathe. It was as though it was a special smile just for Jared. He vowed he would do whatever it took to have Jensen smile at him like that again.
“Thanks, man.” Jensen beamed. He walked up to Jared and hugged him.
“I know how much you wanted them, and as soon as I saw them I knew why,” came Jared’s reply, his voice suspiciously husky as he leaned into the hug.
As a welcome home treat, the men allowed the dogs to settle on the sofa with them as they watched a movie. It didn’t take long for the whole group to fall asleep.
When they woke up a while later, Jensen was curled up with his head on Jared’s lap. Jared waited for the protests and outrage. Or even for Jensen to move. Instead, Jensen just yawned, stretched his legs out, and curled right back where he was. Jared couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face.
~*Jensen*~
Jensen was leaving work smiling. He hadn’t felt this good, this stress-free in a long time. He didn’t want to admit it, but, if he was admitting to anything, he knew that it was because of Jared.
At first he’d stopped fighting the sex, because Goddamn it was good. Better than anything he had ever felt in his life. Even though he wouldn’t tell him, Jared was right, he did blow the top of his head off.
Eventually he’d stopped fighting Jared. That had seemed harder for some reason. Once he’d let go, he found he enjoyed the teasing touches, the soft smiles. He liked the need and the hunger in Jared’s eyes when he looked at him. If he were being honest, even though he hid it, his eyes reflected the same hunger and need.
If he didn’t know better he’d say that he was, well, falling in love. He dismissed that, however, because he wasn’t gay. Shaking his head he laughed to himself. ‘I wasn’t gay’ said the man who was rushing home to have a very large cock pound his ass.
Lost in thought, he didn’t hear his name called as he reached his car. He turned to see his friend Aldis walking towards him.
“Hey man, she must be smoking hot,” Aldis joked as he reached him.
“What are you talking about?” Jensen questioned, as he hugged the man in greeting.
“I’ve been calling you since you walked out the door. You had this goofy smile on your face, so it had to be a woman, so again she must be hot,” He kidded.
Blushing, Jensen just shrugged his shoulders and grinned, letting that be his answer. There was no way he was going to explain something he didn’t quite understand himself.
“I just wanted to know if you were ready for your interview tomorrow.”
“That’s not until next week,” he replied.
“No, man, they called back and changed the interview to tomorrow at 10am. They said they left the message with your roommate.”
“Yeah that’s right, I forgot,” Jensen nodded in agreement wondering what the hell was going on. “Just nervous I guess.”
“I gotta go man I have a hot date, good luck tomorrow. I know you’ll be a good fit.” Aldis nodded and left.
Jensen sat in his car confused. Why hadn’t Jared told him? The man knew how important this was to him. Was this his way of keeping him there? Making sure Jensen couldn’t get the money to move out? This worried him the entire drive home. He hoped his suspicions weren’t true; he was sure Jared had a good explanation for the oversight. Things were starting to get better, he didn’t want, wouldn’t, let anything disrupt the new balance between them. They would figure it out.
chapter 8
Three days. Three days he’d spent buried in Danneel’s body. She was everything he thought she would be, smart funny and caring. Soft. Womanly. She was everything he should want, however, the problem was that somewhere between Jared exploring his body and spending his nights crying in shame, Jensen had started developing feelings for Jared. Being with Danneel had been Jensen’s way of fighting those feelings growing inside him. Danneel was him thumbing his nose at Jared, letting him know that he could fuck him all he wanted, but he was still a red-blooded American male. Straight. He was not gay and had never in his life lusted after another man…it’s just that, Jared.
The problem was that Jared had start making him want, well Jared, and Jensen did not know how to deal. He had chuckled over the years at Jared’s conquests, about who put what where, but never in a million years had he believed that he would be that person.
Jensen decided that it wasn’t fair to Danneel to put her in the middle of whatever this thing was between him and Jared. He shouldn’t have let things go this far with her, but she was his last hope at normalcy.
He thought about what he was doing, and wondered if it was it that much different from what he has accused Jared of? He was fighting so hard not to give into what he was now feeling for the man that he had involved Danneel, knowing that nothing was going to come of it, that he was not going to love her. Perhaps one day he could explain it to her without her hating him, so he swallowed what was left of his pride and he went home. Jensen was sitting on the sofa when Jared came home from a meet and greet and he didn’t get a chance to get up before Jared pinned Jensen down and fucked him into it.
~*Jared*~
Then something changed over the next two weeks. Something about Jensen changed. Their friendship was back, not to where it was before they’d had sex, but it was almost there. And then there was the sex. Sex that Jensen was participating in more. He didn’t initiate it but he wasn’t trying to avoid it either and Jared counted that as a win.
It was just that Jensen was touching him, voluntarily. He still wouldn’t allow Jared to kiss him, but he was giving him these looks. And then there were these shy hesitant touches. Life wasn’t good, but it was better.
Jared didn’t know what was said to Danneel but Jensen had stopped volunteering at the animal shelter. His only complaint was that he missed seeing Harley and Sadie, the two puppies he had bonded with.
While Jensen was at work, Jared decided to go look at the puppies Jensen was going on about. If they were as adorable as Jensen let on, then he was going to surprise him. The bump in the road of his plan was that Danneel was the person to handle the adoption.
Once he spent time with the dogs, he knew he was not going to leave them there. He could see why Jensen loved them so. He walked to the office and faced the woman.
“Hi Jared,” Danneel greeted him.
“Hi Danneel,” he said with a false smile.
Trying to exhale and relieve the tension in his body, Jared asked about adopting the dogs.
“Harley and Sadie,” she beamed. “Usually we don’t have trouble adopting out puppies but since they are going to be such large dogs no one wants them.”
“Jens does,” Jared stated simply as though that was all that mattered.
“He didn’t think that you’d want them in your house.”
“It’s his home too.”
“Good, good. I don’t think he thinks of it that way, but maybe this will convince him.”
While Jared completed the application, Danneel kept sneaking glances. “Is… we… he and I… is he coming back?” She finally got out.
“I’m not sure what his plans are,” he answered flatly, not giving away anything in his tone.
“Well, it’s just that we, or at least I thought we had something going and it was… nice. Then, out of the blue, he said that he might have feelings for someone else," she confided.
“Danneel,” Jared started, excited by what the woman had just told him.
“Look,” she cut him off. “I know his situation, and I’m cool with that, but he is letting his pride get in the way. He is a good man Jared and I am willing to wait, so can you please help me get through to him?” She begged.
Jared was stunned. Could he be the one Jensen had feelings for? He liked Danneel, and had she been begging for help with anyone other than Jensen, he would have gladly assisted. But Jensen? Jensen was his.
Not caring if he hurt her feelings or not, Jared looked at her and said, “There is someone else but that is his story to tell.”
He could see her body deflate and the fight leave her. She stood up and walked out the office, Jared quickly following as she found someone to help him load the dogs and supplies.
Jared was happy. Jensen had come straight home, no phantom errands to run and as a reward, he was greeted by his two new four legged friends. The smile Jared received made him forget to breathe. It was as though it was a special smile just for Jared. He vowed he would do whatever it took to have Jensen smile at him like that again.
“Thanks, man.” Jensen beamed. He walked up to Jared and hugged him.
“I know how much you wanted them, and as soon as I saw them I knew why,” came Jared’s reply, his voice suspiciously husky as he leaned into the hug.
As a welcome home treat, the men allowed the dogs to settle on the sofa with them as they watched a movie. It didn’t take long for the whole group to fall asleep.
When they woke up a while later, Jensen was curled up with his head on Jared’s lap. Jared waited for the protests and outrage. Or even for Jensen to move. Instead, Jensen just yawned, stretched his legs out, and curled right back where he was. Jared couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face.
~*Jensen*~
Jensen was leaving work smiling. He hadn’t felt this good, this stress-free in a long time. He didn’t want to admit it, but, if he was admitting to anything, he knew that it was because of Jared.
At first he’d stopped fighting the sex, because Goddamn it was good. Better than anything he had ever felt in his life. Even though he wouldn’t tell him, Jared was right, he did blow the top of his head off.
Eventually he’d stopped fighting Jared. That had seemed harder for some reason. Once he’d let go, he found he enjoyed the teasing touches, the soft smiles. He liked the need and the hunger in Jared’s eyes when he looked at him. If he were being honest, even though he hid it, his eyes reflected the same hunger and need.
If he didn’t know better he’d say that he was, well, falling in love. He dismissed that, however, because he wasn’t gay. Shaking his head he laughed to himself. ‘I wasn’t gay’ said the man who was rushing home to have a very large cock pound his ass.
Lost in thought, he didn’t hear his name called as he reached his car. He turned to see his friend Aldis walking towards him.
“Hey man, she must be smoking hot,” Aldis joked as he reached him.
“What are you talking about?” Jensen questioned, as he hugged the man in greeting.
“I’ve been calling you since you walked out the door. You had this goofy smile on your face, so it had to be a woman, so again she must be hot,” He kidded.
Blushing, Jensen just shrugged his shoulders and grinned, letting that be his answer. There was no way he was going to explain something he didn’t quite understand himself.
“I just wanted to know if you were ready for your interview tomorrow.”
“That’s not until next week,” he replied.
“No, man, they called back and changed the interview to tomorrow at 10am. They said they left the message with your roommate.”
“Yeah that’s right, I forgot,” Jensen nodded in agreement wondering what the hell was going on. “Just nervous I guess.”
“I gotta go man I have a hot date, good luck tomorrow. I know you’ll be a good fit.” Aldis nodded and left.
Jensen sat in his car confused. Why hadn’t Jared told him? The man knew how important this was to him. Was this his way of keeping him there? Making sure Jensen couldn’t get the money to move out? This worried him the entire drive home. He hoped his suspicions weren’t true; he was sure Jared had a good explanation for the oversight. Things were starting to get better, he didn’t want, wouldn’t, let anything disrupt the new balance between them. They would figure it out.
chapter 8