Turn and face the strange Chapter 3
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cillab42Chapter 2
Title: Turn and face the strange
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cillab42
Pairing(s):jared/jensen
Rating: NC-17
Beta:masja_17
Art:2blueshoes
Warnings: mentions of mpreg, m/m, a/b/o, werewolves
Summary: After a night of drinking with friends, Jensen wakes the next morning with a scar that was not there the night before.
A/N: Thanks again masja_17 for coming through again. Any mistakes found are my own. Also major thanks to 2blueshoes for the lovely art. Jensen and Jared belong to themselves, I'm just borrowing their likeness for my story. This is based on a prompt found here
Jensen woke the next morning to something he hadn’t smelled in a few days-coffee.
Following his nose, Jensen walked upstairs the kitchen holding a cup of the dark roast. Because the shoot had run so late, they were able to work most of the night and complete the next day’s shooting, giving them a long weekend.
“You look like you’re ready to make love to that cup,” Jared teased from the doorway.
It could be you if you want, Jensen thought.
“Jealous?” Jensen flirted.
“Maybe,” Jared flirted back.
The mood was broken when Sadie and Harley came barreling into the kitchen almost knocking Jared over to get to Jensen.
He placed his cup on the counter to greet the dogs. As he petted them he smelled the scent of outdoors on the dogs.
His sensitive nose picked up the smell of the cold Vancouver air along with the smoke of a fireplace and a grill. Who was grilling this early in the morning? There was something else tickling his nose but he couldn’t quite figure out what it was, but it made his dick twitch.
“Hey, Jen?” Jared interrupted Jensen’s musings. “I have an important errand to run and I wasn’t able to complete the babies run, can you take them for their run?”
What errand did Jared have that was so important that he would cut the dogs run short? He hadn’t mentioned any errand yesterday. Jensen was pissed because he had planned on spending the day convincing Jared to go to Mike’s party tomorrow.
“Got a hot date this morning?” Jensen fished.
“What? No,” Jared denied. “It’s my house, why wouldn’t I just bring her here.”
“Well if she looked like Harley or Sadie I could understand.”
“Fucker,” Jared grinned before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.
It wasn’t until Jensen heard Jared’s truck pull out of the driveway that Jensen realized that Jared never told him where he was going.
After finishing his coffee, Jensen changed into his running gear and grabbed the dogs’ leashes and headed outside.
The trio had a good rhythm until they reached the end of the street. The neighbors’ Cane Corso, a huge brown dog always growled at Harley and Sadie proved that today was no exception. Even though he expected it, it was a surprise when the large dog threatened his pets through the fence.
There was one difference today. Even though rationally Jensen knew that the large dog was not going to come through the fence, something in him felt the need to protect Harley and Sadie so he stopped and growled back at the dog.
Frightened by this turn of events the Cane Corso whimpered and ran to the front door scratching at it begging to be let inside. At this turn of events Sadie and Harley whined and rolled over, baring their stomachs to Jensen and he smiled, bent down to his haunches and looked at the mastiff as he rubbed their bellies.
Once he showed love to the dogs he continued along their route which led to a small neighborhood park where they were let off leash and allowed to run freely.
As soon as they were off leash, Sadie spotted a squirrel and gave chase with a slower Harley following suit. Usually Jensen would stretch while the dogs ran of their excess energy, but today he wanted to join in the fun and give chase as well.
He was barely restraining himself, using the fact that pictures of him chasing a squirrel would end up on the internet to keep himself from bounding after them. Barely.
He could smell it, the blood, muscle and musk were all calling out to him when suddenly he was on all fours ready to join in when a feminine voice behind him asked, “Is that a new exercise?”
Growling softly, Jensen shot a longing look to the dogs before lifting and stretching his leg, pretending that he was stretching.
The woman’s name was Shelly and she and Jensen have been flirting with each other for months. The last time he saw her he had promised himself that he was going to ask her out, but now that she was standing in front of him, he couldn’t make himself do it.
She just didn’t… smell right.
Instead of his normal flirting, Jensen made small talk for thirty minutes before calling the dogs back. He could see the confusion on Shelly’s face but he couldn’t ask her out when the person he really wanted was out with someone else right now.
Jared felt guilty about blowing Jensen off, but this was important. They were having a long weekend but Jared couldn’t spend it with Jensen because he had to meet with the pack members his father had sent up to take care of his clusterfuck.
As far as Jared is concerned this couldn't have happened at a worse time because he would feel his heat coming on. At first it was just a mild heat and the suppressants were keeping it under control even at the time of a full moon. Usually when the sups didn’t work it was because there was an alpha in the vicinity and between the moon and the need to mate, nature was going to win out.
“Henry, Tim!” Jared greeted the alphas. He had expected his brother Jeff to accompany Henry and said as much.
“Jeff had to accompany the Alpha on pack business,” Tim informed him. “I’m honored that he trusts me with this assignment.”
“Of course he does, Tim. I trust you as well,” Jared assured the alpha.
Normally Henry would greet Jared with a hug that lasted a little too long and a soft kiss on his cheek, but not today. By his stance, Jared could tell the alpha sensed the heat and kept his distance.
“Why are you out when your heat is starting?” The older man asked. “I know there are many weres in this area, but you still risk a danger of being attacked walking around like that.”
“I know, Henry,” Jared responded, but we have to find my pup before I can hide out for the weekend.”
For a moment Henry’s comment and action angered Jared. He was mad at himself for falling for a human and for that human being everything he wanted but could not have.
“Listen pup, I know that the situation isn’t ideal, but we’ll find him soon. We need to start the search and find this new omega that you’ve blessed the pack with.”
Blushing at the praise, Jared responded, “I hope the pup sees the change as a blessing.”
“Of course he will,” Tim interjected smoothly. “Tell us everything you remember about that night; the drinks, the party and waking up with the taste of blood in your mouth.”
“You’ve never had a heat, even on a full moon before while you were on your suppressants, was there an alpha in the vicinity?” Henry asked.
“Not that I remember,” Jared admitted, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “It was our same gang, but there could have been an alpha in the bar and I wasn’t aware of him.”
“Don’t worry pup, we’ll find him,” Henry assured him.
After watching the pair drive off, Jared breathed a sigh of relief. His father had sent two of the most trusted track members. He felt good about the job and felt that he would have his pup with him before the last full moon rose.
Once he was in his car, Jared noticed Jensen’s leather jacket was in the passenger’s seat and it made the car smell just like his friend. As he looked at the coat, Jared felt a pang of guilt. He felt guilty from leaving Jensen this morning when he knew that Jensen was making plans for the pair of them to spend the day together.
If Henry and Tim lived up to his father’s trust, he might be able to make it up by attending Mike’s post-Halloween party.
As he was trying to decide what he was going to get him for lunch, he received a call from the studio telling him that Eric and Sera had rewritten a scene and he was needed in the studio to film later today. Eric told him that if he behaved they could have the scene in the can in about three hours.
Jared wasn’t looking forward to spending his off time in the studio, but at least it wasn’t all day and he would still have time to spend with Jensen today.
He felt good as he drove towards home because he now had a way to make this up to Jensen. He couldn’t explain what he’d really been doing so he was going to continue to let Jensen believe that he had a date. However, in the meantime he could distract Jensen with food and talk about costumes.
An hour later Jared was back home with ribs, steaks and the trimmings and called for Jensen to join him as he walked through the door.
When Jensen joined him, Jared’s happiness was dimmed a little as he caught another scent mingled in with Jensen’s.
Shelly.
Jensen had been flirting with the blonde for months after meeting her in the neighborhood park and now when everything else was going to hell, Jensen finally took her up on her offer.
“Smells good, Jare,” Jensen greeted as he joined his friend, “I’m starving.”
“I’ll just bet you are,” Jared mumbled,
As much as he wanted too, Jared had no claim on Jensen; had never even hinted at his feelings for the older man, but the thought of him being with Shelly made him feel betrayed.
“The studio had the new script delivered, looks as though I’ll have to go in as well, so there goes our long weekend.”
“It’s only going to be for a few hours,” Jared reminded him.
“Yeah, but it is still work.”
They had barely began the meal when Jared’s phone rang. Normally when he hung out with Jensen the world could implode, but the call was from Henry and he had to take it. Giving Jensen a quick glance seeing that the older man was chowing down on the food, before he left the room to take the call.
“Jared,” Henry huffed, “we found some blood and we know for sure that the pup is male which presents a problem. We are going to need a place to keep him. This is going to be tough because he is going to shift and go into heat at the same time. I’m glad that you called your dad because this might be difficult for you to handle on your own. Please tell me that you have a place for him.”
“Yeah, I do. My basement is large and sound proof. I have shifted and gone through several heats down there without Jensen being none the wiser.”
“Good, because I think we’ll have him soon and hopefully before he begins shifting so we can explain what is happening to him.”
As he walked back into the kitchen, Jared was trying to figure out how he was going to get rid of Jensen so Henry and Tim could bring the pup home. He was thinking so hard that he almost missed the change in Jensen’s mood.
“Is the food good?” Jared asked trying to recapture the mood from earlier.
Instead of answering, Jensen grunted and continued to eat. The older man never looked up and Jared remained quiet as well as he attempted to find a way to get Jensen to talk to him again.
Jensen tried not to look at Jared. His new and improved hearing usually irritated him, but today it sucks ass.
He wasn’t listening intentionally, but he had no way to tune it out. He didn’t hear the entire conversation, but he heard Jared tell someone that he had been hiding in the basement to get away from him.
Why would he do that?
That wasn’t the worse part, Jensen didn’t even know that the house had a basement. He guesses that it makes sense not to tell the person you’re hiding from where you’re hiding.
Was he hiding with someone? Surely he didn’t think that Jensen would be judgmental about who he dated. He desperately wanted to be the person Jared wanted, but that was never going to happen. Even though Jared hadn’t dated anyone seriously since his breakup with Sandy, Jensen would have noticed another little pixie hanging around.
When the role of Ruby was recast the first thing Jensen noticed about the actress who replaced Katie that she was Jared’s type and he’d even thought about setting them up, but now he didn’t want her anywhere near Jared.
It was enough that he was going to have to watch them film that ridiculous scene later today. Why did they all of a sudden need a fucking sex scene anyway? If Katie was still Ruby, then this wouldn’t be an issue, but this girl was Jared’s type and Jensen couldn’t compete.
It didn’t stop him from wanting to though. Jensen palmed himself when he thought about the way Jared had bulked up and how amazing his body was now. He wasn’t needed much on the set today, but he would stay because this was the only way he could ogle that gorgeous body without explaining that he wanted to fuck his friend.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in separate parts of the house until Clif came to take them to the studio.
Just as he figured, his scene didn’t take long and now he was waiting for Clif to take him home. Instead of waiting for the driver in his trailer, Jensen was lurking along the fringe of the set where Jared and Gen were preparing to shoot their scene.
“You ready to head out, Jensen?” Clif asked.
Jensen smiled and shook his head. There was no way this scene was going to be filmed without him there. He couldn’t stop it but he could make Jared aware of him, which he knew would make the other man uncomfortable.
“Nah,” Jensen denied as cordially as possible. “I want to stick around and give the kid a hard time.”
“Sure,” Clif nodded and Jensen could tell that the driver didn’t believe him, but at this point he didn’t care.
Jared was about to film a nude (okay, damn near nude) scene and Jensen felt that he could stop whatever was going to happen between the two actors if he stayed there.
When he was calm enough, Jensen found a seat next to one of the cameramen and sat down to watch.
When the dialogue began, it could have been Oscar worthy material but as far as Jensen was concern it was crap. The only thing he was aware of was the fact that Genevieve had her tiny little hands on something he considered his.
As he watched the pair move around the set, a smell hit his nose. It was earthy, musky and pure sex. It took his a minute to realize that the smell was Jared. Sniffing the air, Jensen realized that Jared was turned on by the little actress.
When the script called for it, Jared pushed the actress down on the bed and covered her body with his own causing Jensen to growl softly in the back of his throat causing the cameraman to jump, ruining the scene.
“This is supposed to be a closed set, who let a dog in here?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jensen lied before storming off the set in embarrassment.
This was a bad idea. What made him think that he could watch this without ripping out Genevieve’s throat?
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he stopped in his tracks. He was known as a calm and easy going person, so what he was feeling was unusual for him. He literally wanted to rip out the actress’s throat and eat her heart for touching Jared.
Increasing his gait to a trot, Jensen was barely in his trailer before pulling out his cell and calling his doctor. Something was wrong because he was clearly getting out of control.
He left the trailer five minutes later feeling better knowing that he had a doctor’s appointment for Monday.
He prayed that he made it through the weekend. Perhaps he should play it safe and stay with Jared because it would not be good to mingle with the people who were going to be at Rosenbaum's party.
He couldn’t stay on the set knowing that Jared was filming that scene, so he had Clif take him home. He thought that he would relax away from the studio, but as he sat alone in the house all he could think about was Jared and Genevieve rolling around on that bed.
As though sensing his mood, the dogs began to whine, so Jensen grabbed their leashes and headed out for a walk. The Cane Corso was back in the yard, and Jensen snarled and growled until saliva was running down his chin.
Taking satisfaction in the retreating dog, Jensen, Harley and Sadie continued onto the park. When he reached the small park Jensen realized that he felt better.
Until Jared got home.
The first thing he noticed was the sweet smelling scent, it was flowers and lemons and something soft and girly that he knew belonged to Genevieve. Apparently Jared hadn’t bothered to shower before leaving the studio, and he was covered in the woman’s scent.
The longer he took in the scent the more he wanted to seek her out and make good on his earlier feelings and rip out her fucking throat.
The dogs were once again in tune with his mood and settled next to him in an attempt to calm him down.
“Hey, Jen,” Jared greeted as though he hadn’t walked into their home smelling like someone else. With a feral smile, Jensen walked towards Jared with every intention on showing him to whom he belonged. As he stepped in front of Jared, the younger mans’ cell rang.
It has some bastardized Asian ringtone, but it was enough to penetrate Jensen’s jealous haze.
As Jared talked on the phone, Jensen welcomed the intrusion. What was wrong with him? He was about to attack his straight co-star/best friend because he had suddenly discovered a big gay love for the man.
Even as he recognized that he was behaving irrationally, that didn’t stop him from wanting to rip the phone from Jared’s hand and drag him upstairs and wash Genevieve’s scent from Jared’s body and replace it with his own.
With the thought of possessing and claiming Jared, Jensen knew that he had to put some distance between them, so he racked him brain as where he could go. For the first time since he moved in he actually missed his small apartment. There he could be alone and gather his thoughts without being concerned about another person’s feelings.
There really was not anywhere to go without having to answer unwanted questions. He could go crash at Mike or Tom’s but they were working through issues of their own. Even though it would give them joy to tease him after he’d teased them about just kiss and get it over with, they still didn’t need to add his shit to what they were already dealing with.
There was no way he was going to go on another run. He thought too much when he ran and besides, he didn’t want to run into Shelly again. He wasn’t sure, but her house must be on the route he ran because she always miraculously appeared that the park when he was there. The thought of flirting with her made him feel dirty.
He seemed to crave Jared now.
Even as he’s scheming, trying to find a way to escape him, Jensen’s soul was crying out for Jared. He wanted to bury himself into that big body and never let him go. He doesn’t understand this sudden, overwhelming desire for his friend. As the days passed, his need for his friend grew and he didn’t act on it because then he would lose him.
The need for Jared was so strong that he walked around half hard all the fucking time, and at night and in the shower, Jared was the reason he touched his dick. The weird bumps at the base were still sensitive, but it felt so good.
Man if things could go back to the way before Halloween he’d be a happy man.
The gym.
The thought came to him, suddenly. He could work out his frustration. Jared had turned one of his spare rooms into a world class workout room, but that would defeat the purpose. He still had a membership at the place around the corner from his old apartment so he headed there.
The great thing about the gym was that there were other actors who frequented it so there was no harassment from the other members.
As he undressed, his hand accidently touched the scar that he still couldn’t remember getting, and was surprised at the heat he felt there. Even the scar made him think of Jared. Man he was losing it.
Jensen was halfway through his circuit when she walked in.
Genevieve something or the other.
Normally, he would have learned her name, flirted a little. He’d be all gosh darn, mam, displaying all of his southern charm to make her feel welcome.
But not with her, she wanted his Jared and he just couldn’t pretend that that didn’t piss him off.
“Hi Jensen,” She greeted all toothy smiles and innocence. “Is Jared with you?”
“No,” Jensen said through gritted teeth, willing her to go away. He didn’t want to discuss Jared with her knowing that she wanted him.
It seems that she was a bit daft because she couldn’t pick up on his get the fuck out of my face vibe, and monocyclic answers and kept asking Jensen about Jared.
“If you didn’t want to talk to me, all you had to do was say so,” she accused when she finally noticed his lack of enthusiasm.
“I’m working out here, sorry,” he apologized half-heartedly.
“I’ll call him myself,” she threw at him as she pulled out her phone and started dialing.
He watched as she called Jared and noticed that she had his number programmed into her phone already. It took all of his willpower not to pluck the phone from her hand and smash it against the wall.
As she moved to the treadmill and out of his line of vision, Jensen channeled all of his frustration into his workout. He was lifting more that he normally did without a strain, the spotter was impressed and encouraged him to try more. If he lifted more it wasn’t because of the praise, it was an attempt to work Jared out of his system. It didn’t work.
Forty minutes later, he left the gym still frustrated, but tired and hungry, and that’s what he wanted. In an attempt to stay away as long as possible, he stopped at his favorite steakhouse. The smell of the seared meat put him off a little. He wanted to order it raw, but he knew that the restaurant wouldn’t do that, so he had it bloody.
He polished off two huge steaks and the trimmings. He was contemplating a third but he noticed the wait staff watching him the same way he watched Jared when he ate.
When he finally made it home, Jared was nowhere to be found. Jensen assumed that he was asleep, but then he could be in the secret basement hiding from him.
The next morning Jensen woke to a rumbling stomach and he laughed to himself. Perhaps he should had had that third steak to go.
The plan was to spend the rest of the day avoiding Jared, but the son of a bitch didn’t play fair. There were smells of coffee and bacon floating down the stairs and made him hungrier than before. His stomach growled as though to say “lets avoid him after we eat breakfast.”
Cautiously, Jensen entered the kitchen and was torn between the bounty he found there and a mouthwatering Jared standing in front of the refrigerator barefoot in his blue and green plain sleep pants that rode low on his hips.
Both the food and Jared made Jensen’s mouth water.
Not wanting to be caught staring, Jensen went to the stove to see what Jared had prepared and damn. He had cooked a full southern breakfast of grits, eggs and bacon, he had even made homemade biscuits and brought out his mama’s homemade strawberry preserves.
Food served two purposes for Jared, it was both comfort and apology, but Jared had nothing to apologize for, so Jensen was confused.
He wanted to ask but he was scared of what he was going to say. The meal was eaten in the den in silence broken occasionally with murmurs of appreciation between bites.
Once he finished his meal, Jensen leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach. He could tell Jared wanted to say something smartassed but he hesitated because of this thing between them. Even though his belly was full, He was still hungry. Even though he had gorged himself, that was something still calling to him, but he couldn’t force himself to eat another bite.
Jensen looked from the food to Jared ad he could feel the anxiousness coming in waves from Jared.
Like Dean, Jensen hated it when Jared was upset so he decided to break the silence.
“That was delicious, Jay,” He husked hoping that Jared would take it for the apology he intended it to be.
If Jared had just said thank you, everything would have been okay, but the fucker, blushed. He was so pretty with his pink cheeks, and then there was this heavenly smell.
It was the ocean, and outdoors and something sweet that Jensen couldn’t quite name, but it went straight to his dick.
He has been fighting his attraction, but when Jared made to walk past him into the kitchen, Jensen’s hand snaked out and hooked Jared around his waist and tugged until the tall man was sitting in his lap.
Jared shot him a puzzled look, and there was a part of Jensen that said there’s still time to salvage this, just play it off, and tease him about being a girl. But then there was the more primal part that screamed claim him.
“Jensen?”
Jensen liked the way his name sounded coming from Jared’s mouth, and he wanted to hear it again, but this time rougher and more passionate.
“Jared,” he mimicked as he took in the thin pink lips, wet from where Jared has been nervously licking his tongue. Before his friend had time to understand what was happening, Jensen reached up, slid his hands in Jared’s hair and pulled him down into a kiss.
This is what he had been hungering for.
He’s heard people describe their version of heaven, but the only thing he could imagine more heavenly than the feel of Jared’s mouth would be Jared’s body underneath his. If he had his way that would happen very soon.
The slide of Jared's mouth on his was so. Fucking. Delicious.
At first Jared teased with closed mouth kisses, but when Jensen ran his mouth along the seam, asking for permission. “Please,” he begged and Jared opened so prettily and let him in.
Such a good boy.
As his tongue explored the cavern of Jared’s mouth, his hand took their own expedition over that gorgeous body. It was a glorious revelation to Jensen as it was both hard and soft and yielding under Jensen’s touch.
Jensen wanted to take his time, and learn every inch, but he also wanted to dive in all at once. He knew that it has only been a few days since this desire for Jared overcame him, but it seems as though he has been waiting a lifetime for this man.
Jared broke the kiss and Jensen blindly reached for him and to his relief, Jared only moved so that he could straddle Jensen’s lap and make it easier to indulge in those hungry kisses.
It slowly made it easier for their dicks to come in contact with one another, and if they didn’t slow down, Jensen was going to come faster than he did the first time Annie Simmons put his dick in her mouth.
The problem was the contact had Jensen’s already wired up body throbbing so badly that he could feel his heartbeat in his mouth.
Reluctantly, he pulled away, and this time it was Jared who begged and Jensen, whispered, “Shhh, I got you,” calming the omega down immediately.
Jared leaned forward to reclaim Jensen’s plush mouth, but Jensen stayed him with his hand and stared at him as he placed a finger in the center of Jared’s chest and drew it down until it rested as the top of Jared’s sleep pants.
Jared gave a slight nod and Jensen pushed his hand underneath the band and was pleased to find that Jared had gone commando. He quickly wrapped his hand around Jared’s cock causing them both to moan aloud.
Jensen's hand was dry and he couldn’t get the friction he wanted, but he didn't want to move and get lotion. Instead he tucked the pants under Jared’s balls and reached behind him and grabbed the butter and smeared a little on his hand and it was wonderful.
Jensen started off with slow strokes that were meant to tease. With each stroke, Jared attempted to thrust up into Jensen’s hand to make him speed up, but the older man kept up the slow maddening strokes.
“Jensen, please,” Jared begged as he threw his head back and tried once more to thrust his hips forward to speed Jensen along.
Smiling, Jensen placed one hand on Jared’s taut, flat stomach to hold him still as he continued at his own pace. As he continued slowly stroking Jared’s large member, he was pleased when it started dribbling precome, because it had the smell he’s associated with Jared, Spun-sugar and home.
Jensen wanted to taste, so he leaned forward and swiped his tongue over the mushroom head before taking Jared in his mouth.
When flavor of Jared burst over his tongue, Jensen was not surprised that it tasted sweet like butter and sugar and suddenly Jensen couldn’t get enough. Forgetting that this was his first time at oral sex with a man, he tried to take him all the way in and choked, bringing tears to his eyes.
Not one to let obstacles get in his way, Jensen grabbed both of Jared’s ass cheek and continued to learn how to please him. Judging by the broken moans that were slipping from Jared’s mouth, Jensen was passing the test.
Despite never having done this before, Jensen liked the way Jared felt in his mouth, loved the heavy weight and the rigid veins that were like a personal roadmap to Jared’s pleasure.
With each bob of his head he took Jared deeper into to his mouth and as his hands tightened on the globes of Jared’s ass he felt a wetness there and realized that Jared had lubed his ass in anticipation. And the thought of that made Jensen harder.
“Alpha, please,” Jared begged as he reached down and ran his hands through Jensen’s short spiky hair.
Jensen didn’t think he could get harder, but being called alpha made him so hard that he could feel the knots at the base of his cock swell and fuck if that didn’t feel good.
But it was wrong he shouldn’t have anything swell as the base of his cock, let alone enjoy the feel of it, but he had Jared in his mouth he’d worry about that later.
Pulling Jared from his mouth, Jensen chuckled when Jared whined at the loss, but he knew what he liked in a blow job and he wanted to give that to Jared. Ducking his head lower, Jensen took one of Jared’s balls in his mouth causing precome to squirt on his cheek.
If that was the reaction then he wanted to see what happened when he took then both in his mouth. He didn’t have to wait long for the reaction.
“Jensen, Jensen, Jen…” Jared chanted as the pleasure overcame him.
He could feel Jared’s body stiffen and he knew that Jared was going to come soon and he wanted to taste the sweet cream. Reluctantly, he let his balls slip from his mouth and took as much of the large cock in his mouth as he could, what didn’t fit he used his hand to, and it only took a few strokes before Jared was coming in his mouth.
Even though both men were panting as though they had run a few miles, Jared pulled Jensen up into a kiss, and damn if Jensen didn’t nearly come in in pants when Jared licked traces of his come from Jensen’s mouth and face.
Jensen reveled in the way Jared was rubbing his hands over his body until he whispered, “Let me take care of that for you Jen.”
He was about to give into that temptation when he remembered the knots that had appeared on the base of his dick and he had no way to explain that to Jared. He wasn’t sure if it was contagious or if he would be embarrassed by a lack of staying power and there was no way he was going to take the chance.
“I’m good, Jared,” He told the younger man as he gently pushed him from his lap.
“Jen, please let me…” Jared begged for a different reason this time.
“I said I’m good,” Jensen said harshly and regretted it instantly when he saw the look of hurt on Jared’s face.
Before things could get worse, Jensen knew that he had to get out of there, so he rushed past a confused Jared, grabbed his keys and left.
After driving around Jensen settled on the bar that he and his friends frequented, it was the very one they were at last Halloween.
It really was too early in the day to drink but he felt as though he was going crazy, and this morning didn’t help. He still had a couple of days before his doctor’s appointment so he had to hold his shit together until then.
The worst and the best was this morning with Jared. To have had the chance to touch and taste him was incredible. Just the thought of that made him so hard he had to adjust himself. He wanted the chance to approach Jared without whatever was going on with him right now.
Today is the worst so far. All day long he has felt as though his is coming out of his skin. Since last night he has been running as hot as Jared, and that idiot was a furnace. Even on the coldest day in Vancouver, Jared only wore a lightweight jacket. The only reason he wore a coat between takes was because Eric and Kim insisted on it. Insurance or some such shit.
He was about to leave when someone from the set of Smallville saw him and began a long remember when conversation. Yeah, Jensen had a great time on the set and made some great friends, but right now all he wanted was to get out of there. As he finally made it out of the bar he remembered what a gossip this guy was and was sure that by tomorrow on three different sets there would be rumors of him being an alcoholic. He’d deal with that later.
As he got back into the car and drove back towards home, Jensen looked towards the small copse of trees at the beginning of the neighborhood he swore that he saw animals running through them…wolves, to be exact. Instead of being afraid, an overwhelming need to strip and join them overcame him.
When he pulled into the drive, he entered the house as quietly as possible to avoid Jared, but when the dogs spotted his they opened their mouths bark, Jensen commanded, “quiet!” and both dogs snapped their snouts shut not making a sound.
Quickly he went downstairs and paced the room. It seemed that the drinks that he imbibed earlier were kicking in because he became sleepy and laid down on the bed and took a nap while Harley and Sadie guarding the door.
It seemed that it was late when Jensen woke, he apparently fell into a deep sleep rather than a little nap. As glance out the window told him that it was getting dark outside. He thought about Rosenbaum’s party and instead of smiling he cringed at the thought of going.
As he lay there cringing about the party he was jerked awake by a stabbing pain on his face and reached his hand to feel what was wrong and gasped in shock at what he found. His nose felt elongated. His mind went back to all of the research he'd recently done, and he couldn’t recall anything that would cause his nose to swell. Of course that didn’t matter when he noticed blood on his hand.
Jumping from the bed, Jensen ran the short distance to the ensuite bathroom to look I the mirror and was shocked by the sight that greeted him.
His nose was elongating to look like that of a dog, and he turned towards Harley and Sadie s though to accuse them of being responsible for what was happening to him. He knew they weren’t to blame but who or what that was responsible was still unknown.
That’s when his scar began to throb and burn as though it was yelling I am the culprit, but that didn’t really help because he still had no clue how he received the scar.
Praying that this was all a dream Jensen looked at his reflection and a new pain began around his ears. A pointy tip was breaking through the delicate skin there causing more pain, but when he reached up to touch the bloody mess, his fingers joined in.
He bit back a scream as the tips of his fingers split open allowing claws to form, and his four fingers became webbed while his thumb went high on his wrist to form a dewclaw.
The pain in his upper body grew worse as his teeth became fangs his hair began to disappear.
Doctor.
He had to find a doctor now, turning away from the mirror Jensen made a step towards the bedroom to retrieve his phone when a pain up his calf sent him to the ground. He had been fighting an overwhelming desire not to go on four legs the entire week, and now that he didn’t have a choice he fought to get back on two legs.
Once he was on his hands and knees, that’s when the real pain started. Muscles swelled to their new strength and to allow bones to rearrange to their new shape. This time he couldn’t hold back the whine as the pain ripped through his body, tearing away clothes leaving them in a bloody heap underneath his changed body.
The last change was his hair. He could feel the millions of pinpricks as the shafts formed to give him a beautiful new white coat. Once the transformation was complete, Jensen made his way into the bedroom settling next to the bed thinking that he was either having the worse nightmare known to man or he was hallucinating and he was trying to find a way out of this situation when the sweetest scent hit his nose.
Jared.
Jared was excited. He had received a call from Henry and Tim telling him they had caught the trail of the pup and should have him soon.
The call made him happy because he would be there when the pup went through his first shift and heat and Jensen wasn’t there so they would be able to get him downstairs without the older man noticing.
He walked from the den to the kitchen too nervous to sit down. As the time passed his latest walk into the den included a peek out the window as though he was going to spot the alphas bringing in his pup. He wasn’t’ surprised not to see them, but what he was surprised to see was Jensen’s SUV.
The Range rover was parked in the driveway, and Jared’s sure that it had been there for a while.
Fuck!
Now he was torn between his pup and Jensen. He wanted a repeat of this afternoon but with a different ending, with Jensen letting him return the favor. He had no idea that Jensen felt that way about him, and he knew that if they continued this thing between then, he had to tell Jensen what he was.
He was surprised that Jensen hadn’t questioned the slick, but both were worked up over the intense orgasm Jensen had given him.
Jensen being home was going to complicate things, but he would distract his roommate while Henry and Tim took the pup downstairs. Checking his watch, the time was six-thirty, and it would be dark soon. He hoped that the alphas would show soon.
As soon as he completed that thought Jared saw a strange car pull into the driveway. Shit the last thing he needed was visitors and was busy thinking of a way to get them to leave when he saw Henry and Tim emerge from the vehicle.
He strained to see his pup, but it was only the alphas walking towards the front door.
“Where is he?” Jared asked anxiously, “You said you’d have him, so where is he?”
“Calm down pup,” Henry said gently, “We did find him.”
Looking past the pair, Jared asked, “Then where… oh my God, Jensen?” he asked in a loud whisper.
“Jensen,” Tim repeated with a nod of his head.
The signs were all there and he'd ignored them.
Jared would have time later to kick his own ass for not realizing the signs that Jensen was his pup as well as lament the fact that he would have to watch as someone else claimed the man.
As he thought about the past few days, Jensen’s new possessiveness, his increased appetite should have shouted Jensen’s a werewolf. Even that foray into the woods in the dark made sense, he could see in the dark. Had he been hunting something?
All of this made sense except the need to have Jensen claim him, fuck him and breed him. The attraction to the man was stronger than before, and the heavy petting earlier, didn’t make sense. Jensen was the same as him, an omega, but he felt like mate.
That had to be wrong.
No matter how progressive his pack was, an omega/omega mating would be frowned upon. There were plenty of same sex couples in their pack, but they were alpha/beta, or the preferable alpha/omega, never omega/omega. That was one of the few reasons pack members were ostracized.
“Jared wait!” Henry called out as Jared ran down the stairs towards Jensen’s room.
Normally the alphas would outrun the smaller omega, but they hadn’t expected the young man to bolt. As he was already on top of the stairs, he was at the door before they even moved.
Jared was at Jensen’s bedroom door softly knocking on the door by the time they caught up. Not sure what to expect, he quietly opened the door. That was as far as he has allowed in because Harley and Sadie growled and snarled at him not allowing him entrance.
"Harley, Sadie down!” he commanded but the pair continued growling and snarling at their owner.
Having raised them from pups, it never occurred to Jared to be frightened of his kids, until Harley nipped his hand. He just wanted to get to Jensen because he could smell alpha. But best of all he could smell mate.
“Jared, they are protecting their alpha,” Henry informed him as he pointed to the side of the bed where a huge beautiful white wolf stood.
“He’s my alpha and their pack leader,” Jared corrected the older man.
Chapter 4
Title: Turn and face the strange
Author:
cillab42Pairing(s):jared/jensen
Rating: NC-17
Beta:
masja_17Art:
2blueshoesWarnings: mentions of mpreg, m/m, a/b/o, werewolves
Summary: After a night of drinking with friends, Jensen wakes the next morning with a scar that was not there the night before.
A/N: Thanks again masja_17 for coming through again. Any mistakes found are my own. Also major thanks to 2blueshoes for the lovely art. Jensen and Jared belong to themselves, I'm just borrowing their likeness for my story. This is based on a prompt found here
Jensen woke the next morning to something he hadn’t smelled in a few days-coffee.
Following his nose, Jensen walked upstairs the kitchen holding a cup of the dark roast. Because the shoot had run so late, they were able to work most of the night and complete the next day’s shooting, giving them a long weekend.
“You look like you’re ready to make love to that cup,” Jared teased from the doorway.
It could be you if you want, Jensen thought.
“Jealous?” Jensen flirted.
“Maybe,” Jared flirted back.
The mood was broken when Sadie and Harley came barreling into the kitchen almost knocking Jared over to get to Jensen.
He placed his cup on the counter to greet the dogs. As he petted them he smelled the scent of outdoors on the dogs.
His sensitive nose picked up the smell of the cold Vancouver air along with the smoke of a fireplace and a grill. Who was grilling this early in the morning? There was something else tickling his nose but he couldn’t quite figure out what it was, but it made his dick twitch.
“Hey, Jen?” Jared interrupted Jensen’s musings. “I have an important errand to run and I wasn’t able to complete the babies run, can you take them for their run?”
What errand did Jared have that was so important that he would cut the dogs run short? He hadn’t mentioned any errand yesterday. Jensen was pissed because he had planned on spending the day convincing Jared to go to Mike’s party tomorrow.
“Got a hot date this morning?” Jensen fished.
“What? No,” Jared denied. “It’s my house, why wouldn’t I just bring her here.”
“Well if she looked like Harley or Sadie I could understand.”
“Fucker,” Jared grinned before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.
It wasn’t until Jensen heard Jared’s truck pull out of the driveway that Jensen realized that Jared never told him where he was going.
After finishing his coffee, Jensen changed into his running gear and grabbed the dogs’ leashes and headed outside.
The trio had a good rhythm until they reached the end of the street. The neighbors’ Cane Corso, a huge brown dog always growled at Harley and Sadie proved that today was no exception. Even though he expected it, it was a surprise when the large dog threatened his pets through the fence.
There was one difference today. Even though rationally Jensen knew that the large dog was not going to come through the fence, something in him felt the need to protect Harley and Sadie so he stopped and growled back at the dog.
Frightened by this turn of events the Cane Corso whimpered and ran to the front door scratching at it begging to be let inside. At this turn of events Sadie and Harley whined and rolled over, baring their stomachs to Jensen and he smiled, bent down to his haunches and looked at the mastiff as he rubbed their bellies.
Once he showed love to the dogs he continued along their route which led to a small neighborhood park where they were let off leash and allowed to run freely.
As soon as they were off leash, Sadie spotted a squirrel and gave chase with a slower Harley following suit. Usually Jensen would stretch while the dogs ran of their excess energy, but today he wanted to join in the fun and give chase as well.
He was barely restraining himself, using the fact that pictures of him chasing a squirrel would end up on the internet to keep himself from bounding after them. Barely.
He could smell it, the blood, muscle and musk were all calling out to him when suddenly he was on all fours ready to join in when a feminine voice behind him asked, “Is that a new exercise?”
Growling softly, Jensen shot a longing look to the dogs before lifting and stretching his leg, pretending that he was stretching.
The woman’s name was Shelly and she and Jensen have been flirting with each other for months. The last time he saw her he had promised himself that he was going to ask her out, but now that she was standing in front of him, he couldn’t make himself do it.
She just didn’t… smell right.
Instead of his normal flirting, Jensen made small talk for thirty minutes before calling the dogs back. He could see the confusion on Shelly’s face but he couldn’t ask her out when the person he really wanted was out with someone else right now.
Jared felt guilty about blowing Jensen off, but this was important. They were having a long weekend but Jared couldn’t spend it with Jensen because he had to meet with the pack members his father had sent up to take care of his clusterfuck.
As far as Jared is concerned this couldn't have happened at a worse time because he would feel his heat coming on. At first it was just a mild heat and the suppressants were keeping it under control even at the time of a full moon. Usually when the sups didn’t work it was because there was an alpha in the vicinity and between the moon and the need to mate, nature was going to win out.
“Henry, Tim!” Jared greeted the alphas. He had expected his brother Jeff to accompany Henry and said as much.
“Jeff had to accompany the Alpha on pack business,” Tim informed him. “I’m honored that he trusts me with this assignment.”
“Of course he does, Tim. I trust you as well,” Jared assured the alpha.
Normally Henry would greet Jared with a hug that lasted a little too long and a soft kiss on his cheek, but not today. By his stance, Jared could tell the alpha sensed the heat and kept his distance.
“Why are you out when your heat is starting?” The older man asked. “I know there are many weres in this area, but you still risk a danger of being attacked walking around like that.”
“I know, Henry,” Jared responded, but we have to find my pup before I can hide out for the weekend.”
For a moment Henry’s comment and action angered Jared. He was mad at himself for falling for a human and for that human being everything he wanted but could not have.
“Listen pup, I know that the situation isn’t ideal, but we’ll find him soon. We need to start the search and find this new omega that you’ve blessed the pack with.”
Blushing at the praise, Jared responded, “I hope the pup sees the change as a blessing.”
“Of course he will,” Tim interjected smoothly. “Tell us everything you remember about that night; the drinks, the party and waking up with the taste of blood in your mouth.”
“You’ve never had a heat, even on a full moon before while you were on your suppressants, was there an alpha in the vicinity?” Henry asked.
“Not that I remember,” Jared admitted, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “It was our same gang, but there could have been an alpha in the bar and I wasn’t aware of him.”
“Don’t worry pup, we’ll find him,” Henry assured him.
After watching the pair drive off, Jared breathed a sigh of relief. His father had sent two of the most trusted track members. He felt good about the job and felt that he would have his pup with him before the last full moon rose.
Once he was in his car, Jared noticed Jensen’s leather jacket was in the passenger’s seat and it made the car smell just like his friend. As he looked at the coat, Jared felt a pang of guilt. He felt guilty from leaving Jensen this morning when he knew that Jensen was making plans for the pair of them to spend the day together.
If Henry and Tim lived up to his father’s trust, he might be able to make it up by attending Mike’s post-Halloween party.
As he was trying to decide what he was going to get him for lunch, he received a call from the studio telling him that Eric and Sera had rewritten a scene and he was needed in the studio to film later today. Eric told him that if he behaved they could have the scene in the can in about three hours.
Jared wasn’t looking forward to spending his off time in the studio, but at least it wasn’t all day and he would still have time to spend with Jensen today.
He felt good as he drove towards home because he now had a way to make this up to Jensen. He couldn’t explain what he’d really been doing so he was going to continue to let Jensen believe that he had a date. However, in the meantime he could distract Jensen with food and talk about costumes.
An hour later Jared was back home with ribs, steaks and the trimmings and called for Jensen to join him as he walked through the door.
When Jensen joined him, Jared’s happiness was dimmed a little as he caught another scent mingled in with Jensen’s.
Shelly.
Jensen had been flirting with the blonde for months after meeting her in the neighborhood park and now when everything else was going to hell, Jensen finally took her up on her offer.
“Smells good, Jare,” Jensen greeted as he joined his friend, “I’m starving.”
“I’ll just bet you are,” Jared mumbled,
As much as he wanted too, Jared had no claim on Jensen; had never even hinted at his feelings for the older man, but the thought of him being with Shelly made him feel betrayed.
“The studio had the new script delivered, looks as though I’ll have to go in as well, so there goes our long weekend.”
“It’s only going to be for a few hours,” Jared reminded him.
“Yeah, but it is still work.”
They had barely began the meal when Jared’s phone rang. Normally when he hung out with Jensen the world could implode, but the call was from Henry and he had to take it. Giving Jensen a quick glance seeing that the older man was chowing down on the food, before he left the room to take the call.
“Jared,” Henry huffed, “we found some blood and we know for sure that the pup is male which presents a problem. We are going to need a place to keep him. This is going to be tough because he is going to shift and go into heat at the same time. I’m glad that you called your dad because this might be difficult for you to handle on your own. Please tell me that you have a place for him.”
“Yeah, I do. My basement is large and sound proof. I have shifted and gone through several heats down there without Jensen being none the wiser.”
“Good, because I think we’ll have him soon and hopefully before he begins shifting so we can explain what is happening to him.”
As he walked back into the kitchen, Jared was trying to figure out how he was going to get rid of Jensen so Henry and Tim could bring the pup home. He was thinking so hard that he almost missed the change in Jensen’s mood.
“Is the food good?” Jared asked trying to recapture the mood from earlier.
Instead of answering, Jensen grunted and continued to eat. The older man never looked up and Jared remained quiet as well as he attempted to find a way to get Jensen to talk to him again.
Jensen tried not to look at Jared. His new and improved hearing usually irritated him, but today it sucks ass.
He wasn’t listening intentionally, but he had no way to tune it out. He didn’t hear the entire conversation, but he heard Jared tell someone that he had been hiding in the basement to get away from him.
Why would he do that?
That wasn’t the worse part, Jensen didn’t even know that the house had a basement. He guesses that it makes sense not to tell the person you’re hiding from where you’re hiding.
Was he hiding with someone? Surely he didn’t think that Jensen would be judgmental about who he dated. He desperately wanted to be the person Jared wanted, but that was never going to happen. Even though Jared hadn’t dated anyone seriously since his breakup with Sandy, Jensen would have noticed another little pixie hanging around.
When the role of Ruby was recast the first thing Jensen noticed about the actress who replaced Katie that she was Jared’s type and he’d even thought about setting them up, but now he didn’t want her anywhere near Jared.
It was enough that he was going to have to watch them film that ridiculous scene later today. Why did they all of a sudden need a fucking sex scene anyway? If Katie was still Ruby, then this wouldn’t be an issue, but this girl was Jared’s type and Jensen couldn’t compete.
It didn’t stop him from wanting to though. Jensen palmed himself when he thought about the way Jared had bulked up and how amazing his body was now. He wasn’t needed much on the set today, but he would stay because this was the only way he could ogle that gorgeous body without explaining that he wanted to fuck his friend.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in separate parts of the house until Clif came to take them to the studio.
Just as he figured, his scene didn’t take long and now he was waiting for Clif to take him home. Instead of waiting for the driver in his trailer, Jensen was lurking along the fringe of the set where Jared and Gen were preparing to shoot their scene.
“You ready to head out, Jensen?” Clif asked.
Jensen smiled and shook his head. There was no way this scene was going to be filmed without him there. He couldn’t stop it but he could make Jared aware of him, which he knew would make the other man uncomfortable.
“Nah,” Jensen denied as cordially as possible. “I want to stick around and give the kid a hard time.”
“Sure,” Clif nodded and Jensen could tell that the driver didn’t believe him, but at this point he didn’t care.
Jared was about to film a nude (okay, damn near nude) scene and Jensen felt that he could stop whatever was going to happen between the two actors if he stayed there.
When he was calm enough, Jensen found a seat next to one of the cameramen and sat down to watch.
When the dialogue began, it could have been Oscar worthy material but as far as Jensen was concern it was crap. The only thing he was aware of was the fact that Genevieve had her tiny little hands on something he considered his.
As he watched the pair move around the set, a smell hit his nose. It was earthy, musky and pure sex. It took his a minute to realize that the smell was Jared. Sniffing the air, Jensen realized that Jared was turned on by the little actress.
When the script called for it, Jared pushed the actress down on the bed and covered her body with his own causing Jensen to growl softly in the back of his throat causing the cameraman to jump, ruining the scene.
“This is supposed to be a closed set, who let a dog in here?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Jensen lied before storming off the set in embarrassment.
This was a bad idea. What made him think that he could watch this without ripping out Genevieve’s throat?
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he stopped in his tracks. He was known as a calm and easy going person, so what he was feeling was unusual for him. He literally wanted to rip out the actress’s throat and eat her heart for touching Jared.
Increasing his gait to a trot, Jensen was barely in his trailer before pulling out his cell and calling his doctor. Something was wrong because he was clearly getting out of control.
He left the trailer five minutes later feeling better knowing that he had a doctor’s appointment for Monday.
He prayed that he made it through the weekend. Perhaps he should play it safe and stay with Jared because it would not be good to mingle with the people who were going to be at Rosenbaum's party.
He couldn’t stay on the set knowing that Jared was filming that scene, so he had Clif take him home. He thought that he would relax away from the studio, but as he sat alone in the house all he could think about was Jared and Genevieve rolling around on that bed.
As though sensing his mood, the dogs began to whine, so Jensen grabbed their leashes and headed out for a walk. The Cane Corso was back in the yard, and Jensen snarled and growled until saliva was running down his chin.
Taking satisfaction in the retreating dog, Jensen, Harley and Sadie continued onto the park. When he reached the small park Jensen realized that he felt better.
Until Jared got home.
The first thing he noticed was the sweet smelling scent, it was flowers and lemons and something soft and girly that he knew belonged to Genevieve. Apparently Jared hadn’t bothered to shower before leaving the studio, and he was covered in the woman’s scent.
The longer he took in the scent the more he wanted to seek her out and make good on his earlier feelings and rip out her fucking throat.
The dogs were once again in tune with his mood and settled next to him in an attempt to calm him down.
“Hey, Jen,” Jared greeted as though he hadn’t walked into their home smelling like someone else. With a feral smile, Jensen walked towards Jared with every intention on showing him to whom he belonged. As he stepped in front of Jared, the younger mans’ cell rang.
It has some bastardized Asian ringtone, but it was enough to penetrate Jensen’s jealous haze.
As Jared talked on the phone, Jensen welcomed the intrusion. What was wrong with him? He was about to attack his straight co-star/best friend because he had suddenly discovered a big gay love for the man.
Even as he recognized that he was behaving irrationally, that didn’t stop him from wanting to rip the phone from Jared’s hand and drag him upstairs and wash Genevieve’s scent from Jared’s body and replace it with his own.
With the thought of possessing and claiming Jared, Jensen knew that he had to put some distance between them, so he racked him brain as where he could go. For the first time since he moved in he actually missed his small apartment. There he could be alone and gather his thoughts without being concerned about another person’s feelings.
There really was not anywhere to go without having to answer unwanted questions. He could go crash at Mike or Tom’s but they were working through issues of their own. Even though it would give them joy to tease him after he’d teased them about just kiss and get it over with, they still didn’t need to add his shit to what they were already dealing with.
There was no way he was going to go on another run. He thought too much when he ran and besides, he didn’t want to run into Shelly again. He wasn’t sure, but her house must be on the route he ran because she always miraculously appeared that the park when he was there. The thought of flirting with her made him feel dirty.
He seemed to crave Jared now.
Even as he’s scheming, trying to find a way to escape him, Jensen’s soul was crying out for Jared. He wanted to bury himself into that big body and never let him go. He doesn’t understand this sudden, overwhelming desire for his friend. As the days passed, his need for his friend grew and he didn’t act on it because then he would lose him.
The need for Jared was so strong that he walked around half hard all the fucking time, and at night and in the shower, Jared was the reason he touched his dick. The weird bumps at the base were still sensitive, but it felt so good.
Man if things could go back to the way before Halloween he’d be a happy man.
The gym.
The thought came to him, suddenly. He could work out his frustration. Jared had turned one of his spare rooms into a world class workout room, but that would defeat the purpose. He still had a membership at the place around the corner from his old apartment so he headed there.
The great thing about the gym was that there were other actors who frequented it so there was no harassment from the other members.
As he undressed, his hand accidently touched the scar that he still couldn’t remember getting, and was surprised at the heat he felt there. Even the scar made him think of Jared. Man he was losing it.
Jensen was halfway through his circuit when she walked in.
Genevieve something or the other.
Normally, he would have learned her name, flirted a little. He’d be all gosh darn, mam, displaying all of his southern charm to make her feel welcome.
But not with her, she wanted his Jared and he just couldn’t pretend that that didn’t piss him off.
“Hi Jensen,” She greeted all toothy smiles and innocence. “Is Jared with you?”
“No,” Jensen said through gritted teeth, willing her to go away. He didn’t want to discuss Jared with her knowing that she wanted him.
It seems that she was a bit daft because she couldn’t pick up on his get the fuck out of my face vibe, and monocyclic answers and kept asking Jensen about Jared.
“If you didn’t want to talk to me, all you had to do was say so,” she accused when she finally noticed his lack of enthusiasm.
“I’m working out here, sorry,” he apologized half-heartedly.
“I’ll call him myself,” she threw at him as she pulled out her phone and started dialing.
He watched as she called Jared and noticed that she had his number programmed into her phone already. It took all of his willpower not to pluck the phone from her hand and smash it against the wall.
As she moved to the treadmill and out of his line of vision, Jensen channeled all of his frustration into his workout. He was lifting more that he normally did without a strain, the spotter was impressed and encouraged him to try more. If he lifted more it wasn’t because of the praise, it was an attempt to work Jared out of his system. It didn’t work.
Forty minutes later, he left the gym still frustrated, but tired and hungry, and that’s what he wanted. In an attempt to stay away as long as possible, he stopped at his favorite steakhouse. The smell of the seared meat put him off a little. He wanted to order it raw, but he knew that the restaurant wouldn’t do that, so he had it bloody.
He polished off two huge steaks and the trimmings. He was contemplating a third but he noticed the wait staff watching him the same way he watched Jared when he ate.
When he finally made it home, Jared was nowhere to be found. Jensen assumed that he was asleep, but then he could be in the secret basement hiding from him.
The next morning Jensen woke to a rumbling stomach and he laughed to himself. Perhaps he should had had that third steak to go.
The plan was to spend the rest of the day avoiding Jared, but the son of a bitch didn’t play fair. There were smells of coffee and bacon floating down the stairs and made him hungrier than before. His stomach growled as though to say “lets avoid him after we eat breakfast.”
Cautiously, Jensen entered the kitchen and was torn between the bounty he found there and a mouthwatering Jared standing in front of the refrigerator barefoot in his blue and green plain sleep pants that rode low on his hips.
Both the food and Jared made Jensen’s mouth water.
Not wanting to be caught staring, Jensen went to the stove to see what Jared had prepared and damn. He had cooked a full southern breakfast of grits, eggs and bacon, he had even made homemade biscuits and brought out his mama’s homemade strawberry preserves.
Food served two purposes for Jared, it was both comfort and apology, but Jared had nothing to apologize for, so Jensen was confused.
He wanted to ask but he was scared of what he was going to say. The meal was eaten in the den in silence broken occasionally with murmurs of appreciation between bites.
Once he finished his meal, Jensen leaned back in his chair and rubbed his stomach. He could tell Jared wanted to say something smartassed but he hesitated because of this thing between them. Even though his belly was full, He was still hungry. Even though he had gorged himself, that was something still calling to him, but he couldn’t force himself to eat another bite.
Jensen looked from the food to Jared ad he could feel the anxiousness coming in waves from Jared.
Like Dean, Jensen hated it when Jared was upset so he decided to break the silence.
“That was delicious, Jay,” He husked hoping that Jared would take it for the apology he intended it to be.
If Jared had just said thank you, everything would have been okay, but the fucker, blushed. He was so pretty with his pink cheeks, and then there was this heavenly smell.
It was the ocean, and outdoors and something sweet that Jensen couldn’t quite name, but it went straight to his dick.
He has been fighting his attraction, but when Jared made to walk past him into the kitchen, Jensen’s hand snaked out and hooked Jared around his waist and tugged until the tall man was sitting in his lap.
Jared shot him a puzzled look, and there was a part of Jensen that said there’s still time to salvage this, just play it off, and tease him about being a girl. But then there was the more primal part that screamed claim him.
“Jensen?”
Jensen liked the way his name sounded coming from Jared’s mouth, and he wanted to hear it again, but this time rougher and more passionate.
“Jared,” he mimicked as he took in the thin pink lips, wet from where Jared has been nervously licking his tongue. Before his friend had time to understand what was happening, Jensen reached up, slid his hands in Jared’s hair and pulled him down into a kiss.
This is what he had been hungering for.
He’s heard people describe their version of heaven, but the only thing he could imagine more heavenly than the feel of Jared’s mouth would be Jared’s body underneath his. If he had his way that would happen very soon.
The slide of Jared's mouth on his was so. Fucking. Delicious.
At first Jared teased with closed mouth kisses, but when Jensen ran his mouth along the seam, asking for permission. “Please,” he begged and Jared opened so prettily and let him in.
Such a good boy.
As his tongue explored the cavern of Jared’s mouth, his hand took their own expedition over that gorgeous body. It was a glorious revelation to Jensen as it was both hard and soft and yielding under Jensen’s touch.
Jensen wanted to take his time, and learn every inch, but he also wanted to dive in all at once. He knew that it has only been a few days since this desire for Jared overcame him, but it seems as though he has been waiting a lifetime for this man.
Jared broke the kiss and Jensen blindly reached for him and to his relief, Jared only moved so that he could straddle Jensen’s lap and make it easier to indulge in those hungry kisses.
It slowly made it easier for their dicks to come in contact with one another, and if they didn’t slow down, Jensen was going to come faster than he did the first time Annie Simmons put his dick in her mouth.
The problem was the contact had Jensen’s already wired up body throbbing so badly that he could feel his heartbeat in his mouth.
Reluctantly, he pulled away, and this time it was Jared who begged and Jensen, whispered, “Shhh, I got you,” calming the omega down immediately.
Jared leaned forward to reclaim Jensen’s plush mouth, but Jensen stayed him with his hand and stared at him as he placed a finger in the center of Jared’s chest and drew it down until it rested as the top of Jared’s sleep pants.
Jared gave a slight nod and Jensen pushed his hand underneath the band and was pleased to find that Jared had gone commando. He quickly wrapped his hand around Jared’s cock causing them both to moan aloud.
Jensen's hand was dry and he couldn’t get the friction he wanted, but he didn't want to move and get lotion. Instead he tucked the pants under Jared’s balls and reached behind him and grabbed the butter and smeared a little on his hand and it was wonderful.
Jensen started off with slow strokes that were meant to tease. With each stroke, Jared attempted to thrust up into Jensen’s hand to make him speed up, but the older man kept up the slow maddening strokes.
“Jensen, please,” Jared begged as he threw his head back and tried once more to thrust his hips forward to speed Jensen along.
Smiling, Jensen placed one hand on Jared’s taut, flat stomach to hold him still as he continued at his own pace. As he continued slowly stroking Jared’s large member, he was pleased when it started dribbling precome, because it had the smell he’s associated with Jared, Spun-sugar and home.
Jensen wanted to taste, so he leaned forward and swiped his tongue over the mushroom head before taking Jared in his mouth.
When flavor of Jared burst over his tongue, Jensen was not surprised that it tasted sweet like butter and sugar and suddenly Jensen couldn’t get enough. Forgetting that this was his first time at oral sex with a man, he tried to take him all the way in and choked, bringing tears to his eyes.
Not one to let obstacles get in his way, Jensen grabbed both of Jared’s ass cheek and continued to learn how to please him. Judging by the broken moans that were slipping from Jared’s mouth, Jensen was passing the test.
Despite never having done this before, Jensen liked the way Jared felt in his mouth, loved the heavy weight and the rigid veins that were like a personal roadmap to Jared’s pleasure.
With each bob of his head he took Jared deeper into to his mouth and as his hands tightened on the globes of Jared’s ass he felt a wetness there and realized that Jared had lubed his ass in anticipation. And the thought of that made Jensen harder.
“Alpha, please,” Jared begged as he reached down and ran his hands through Jensen’s short spiky hair.
Jensen didn’t think he could get harder, but being called alpha made him so hard that he could feel the knots at the base of his cock swell and fuck if that didn’t feel good.
But it was wrong he shouldn’t have anything swell as the base of his cock, let alone enjoy the feel of it, but he had Jared in his mouth he’d worry about that later.
Pulling Jared from his mouth, Jensen chuckled when Jared whined at the loss, but he knew what he liked in a blow job and he wanted to give that to Jared. Ducking his head lower, Jensen took one of Jared’s balls in his mouth causing precome to squirt on his cheek.
If that was the reaction then he wanted to see what happened when he took then both in his mouth. He didn’t have to wait long for the reaction.
“Jensen, Jensen, Jen…” Jared chanted as the pleasure overcame him.
He could feel Jared’s body stiffen and he knew that Jared was going to come soon and he wanted to taste the sweet cream. Reluctantly, he let his balls slip from his mouth and took as much of the large cock in his mouth as he could, what didn’t fit he used his hand to, and it only took a few strokes before Jared was coming in his mouth.
Even though both men were panting as though they had run a few miles, Jared pulled Jensen up into a kiss, and damn if Jensen didn’t nearly come in in pants when Jared licked traces of his come from Jensen’s mouth and face.
Jensen reveled in the way Jared was rubbing his hands over his body until he whispered, “Let me take care of that for you Jen.”
He was about to give into that temptation when he remembered the knots that had appeared on the base of his dick and he had no way to explain that to Jared. He wasn’t sure if it was contagious or if he would be embarrassed by a lack of staying power and there was no way he was going to take the chance.
“I’m good, Jared,” He told the younger man as he gently pushed him from his lap.
“Jen, please let me…” Jared begged for a different reason this time.
“I said I’m good,” Jensen said harshly and regretted it instantly when he saw the look of hurt on Jared’s face.
Before things could get worse, Jensen knew that he had to get out of there, so he rushed past a confused Jared, grabbed his keys and left.
After driving around Jensen settled on the bar that he and his friends frequented, it was the very one they were at last Halloween.
It really was too early in the day to drink but he felt as though he was going crazy, and this morning didn’t help. He still had a couple of days before his doctor’s appointment so he had to hold his shit together until then.
The worst and the best was this morning with Jared. To have had the chance to touch and taste him was incredible. Just the thought of that made him so hard he had to adjust himself. He wanted the chance to approach Jared without whatever was going on with him right now.
Today is the worst so far. All day long he has felt as though his is coming out of his skin. Since last night he has been running as hot as Jared, and that idiot was a furnace. Even on the coldest day in Vancouver, Jared only wore a lightweight jacket. The only reason he wore a coat between takes was because Eric and Kim insisted on it. Insurance or some such shit.
He was about to leave when someone from the set of Smallville saw him and began a long remember when conversation. Yeah, Jensen had a great time on the set and made some great friends, but right now all he wanted was to get out of there. As he finally made it out of the bar he remembered what a gossip this guy was and was sure that by tomorrow on three different sets there would be rumors of him being an alcoholic. He’d deal with that later.
As he got back into the car and drove back towards home, Jensen looked towards the small copse of trees at the beginning of the neighborhood he swore that he saw animals running through them…wolves, to be exact. Instead of being afraid, an overwhelming need to strip and join them overcame him.
When he pulled into the drive, he entered the house as quietly as possible to avoid Jared, but when the dogs spotted his they opened their mouths bark, Jensen commanded, “quiet!” and both dogs snapped their snouts shut not making a sound.
Quickly he went downstairs and paced the room. It seemed that the drinks that he imbibed earlier were kicking in because he became sleepy and laid down on the bed and took a nap while Harley and Sadie guarding the door.
It seemed that it was late when Jensen woke, he apparently fell into a deep sleep rather than a little nap. As glance out the window told him that it was getting dark outside. He thought about Rosenbaum’s party and instead of smiling he cringed at the thought of going.
As he lay there cringing about the party he was jerked awake by a stabbing pain on his face and reached his hand to feel what was wrong and gasped in shock at what he found. His nose felt elongated. His mind went back to all of the research he'd recently done, and he couldn’t recall anything that would cause his nose to swell. Of course that didn’t matter when he noticed blood on his hand.
Jumping from the bed, Jensen ran the short distance to the ensuite bathroom to look I the mirror and was shocked by the sight that greeted him.
His nose was elongating to look like that of a dog, and he turned towards Harley and Sadie s though to accuse them of being responsible for what was happening to him. He knew they weren’t to blame but who or what that was responsible was still unknown.
That’s when his scar began to throb and burn as though it was yelling I am the culprit, but that didn’t really help because he still had no clue how he received the scar.
Praying that this was all a dream Jensen looked at his reflection and a new pain began around his ears. A pointy tip was breaking through the delicate skin there causing more pain, but when he reached up to touch the bloody mess, his fingers joined in.
He bit back a scream as the tips of his fingers split open allowing claws to form, and his four fingers became webbed while his thumb went high on his wrist to form a dewclaw.
The pain in his upper body grew worse as his teeth became fangs his hair began to disappear.
Doctor.
He had to find a doctor now, turning away from the mirror Jensen made a step towards the bedroom to retrieve his phone when a pain up his calf sent him to the ground. He had been fighting an overwhelming desire not to go on four legs the entire week, and now that he didn’t have a choice he fought to get back on two legs.
Once he was on his hands and knees, that’s when the real pain started. Muscles swelled to their new strength and to allow bones to rearrange to their new shape. This time he couldn’t hold back the whine as the pain ripped through his body, tearing away clothes leaving them in a bloody heap underneath his changed body.
The last change was his hair. He could feel the millions of pinpricks as the shafts formed to give him a beautiful new white coat. Once the transformation was complete, Jensen made his way into the bedroom settling next to the bed thinking that he was either having the worse nightmare known to man or he was hallucinating and he was trying to find a way out of this situation when the sweetest scent hit his nose.
Jared.
Jared was excited. He had received a call from Henry and Tim telling him they had caught the trail of the pup and should have him soon.
The call made him happy because he would be there when the pup went through his first shift and heat and Jensen wasn’t there so they would be able to get him downstairs without the older man noticing.
He walked from the den to the kitchen too nervous to sit down. As the time passed his latest walk into the den included a peek out the window as though he was going to spot the alphas bringing in his pup. He wasn’t’ surprised not to see them, but what he was surprised to see was Jensen’s SUV.
The Range rover was parked in the driveway, and Jared’s sure that it had been there for a while.
Fuck!
Now he was torn between his pup and Jensen. He wanted a repeat of this afternoon but with a different ending, with Jensen letting him return the favor. He had no idea that Jensen felt that way about him, and he knew that if they continued this thing between then, he had to tell Jensen what he was.
He was surprised that Jensen hadn’t questioned the slick, but both were worked up over the intense orgasm Jensen had given him.
Jensen being home was going to complicate things, but he would distract his roommate while Henry and Tim took the pup downstairs. Checking his watch, the time was six-thirty, and it would be dark soon. He hoped that the alphas would show soon.
As soon as he completed that thought Jared saw a strange car pull into the driveway. Shit the last thing he needed was visitors and was busy thinking of a way to get them to leave when he saw Henry and Tim emerge from the vehicle.
He strained to see his pup, but it was only the alphas walking towards the front door.
“Where is he?” Jared asked anxiously, “You said you’d have him, so where is he?”
“Calm down pup,” Henry said gently, “We did find him.”
Looking past the pair, Jared asked, “Then where… oh my God, Jensen?” he asked in a loud whisper.
“Jensen,” Tim repeated with a nod of his head.
The signs were all there and he'd ignored them.
Jared would have time later to kick his own ass for not realizing the signs that Jensen was his pup as well as lament the fact that he would have to watch as someone else claimed the man.
As he thought about the past few days, Jensen’s new possessiveness, his increased appetite should have shouted Jensen’s a werewolf. Even that foray into the woods in the dark made sense, he could see in the dark. Had he been hunting something?
All of this made sense except the need to have Jensen claim him, fuck him and breed him. The attraction to the man was stronger than before, and the heavy petting earlier, didn’t make sense. Jensen was the same as him, an omega, but he felt like mate.
That had to be wrong.
No matter how progressive his pack was, an omega/omega mating would be frowned upon. There were plenty of same sex couples in their pack, but they were alpha/beta, or the preferable alpha/omega, never omega/omega. That was one of the few reasons pack members were ostracized.
“Jared wait!” Henry called out as Jared ran down the stairs towards Jensen’s room.
Normally the alphas would outrun the smaller omega, but they hadn’t expected the young man to bolt. As he was already on top of the stairs, he was at the door before they even moved.
Jared was at Jensen’s bedroom door softly knocking on the door by the time they caught up. Not sure what to expect, he quietly opened the door. That was as far as he has allowed in because Harley and Sadie growled and snarled at him not allowing him entrance.
"Harley, Sadie down!” he commanded but the pair continued growling and snarling at their owner.
Having raised them from pups, it never occurred to Jared to be frightened of his kids, until Harley nipped his hand. He just wanted to get to Jensen because he could smell alpha. But best of all he could smell mate.
“Jared, they are protecting their alpha,” Henry informed him as he pointed to the side of the bed where a huge beautiful white wolf stood.
“He’s my alpha and their pack leader,” Jared corrected the older man.
Chapter 4
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Date: Wednesday, December 16th, 2015 01:43 pm (UTC)Nice chapter!