Unexpected (4/4)

[dephigravity]

Title: Unexpected
Pairing: Jensen/ Jared
Characters: Jared, Jensen,
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1996
Summary: Jared is bored until he spots someone. Jensen is the cocky and mischievous stranger that catches Jared's eye.





'I swear if one more damn stuck-up, pretentious, asshole blows me off like pond scum, I am gonna fucking deck them.' Jared thought to himself as he sipped at his champagne flute. His mouth and nose drew up in disgust at the prissy drink.

“God, I need a beer.” he decided.

He glanced back over at the bar. He really did need something stronger than what he had, but that meant dealing with him. With Jensen. What was it about this guy that made Jared's entire body seize up in knots. He watched as Jensen flirted, unapologetically, with women old enough to be his mother, hell some old enough to be his grandmother.

“So you must be Gen's new boy-toy?” yet another one of her 'friends' said rudely as she drew up against his side.

“Guess so.” Jared mumbled as his grip on the fluted increased to near a dangerous level.

“You realize that is all you are to her, she may say she is in love with you; it may even seem that she actually is. Know this though, you are just a simple fling. She will come to her senses soon enough. She'll realize that her parents will shut her off completely if she even thinks about making this any more serious than it already is.”

Jared focused all of his growing anger on watching the small bubbles exploding in the glass in his hand.

“Think about it. Do you really think you are any competition with her trust fund? She will drop you like yesterday's trash. Just you wait and see. It was a pleasure to meet you.” she said nonchalantly and turned to walk away.

Jared tried his hardest to keep his frustration in check, something just finally snapped. The neck of the flute snapped, cutting deeply into his clenched fist, and sending the liquid filled half crashing to the floor. Blood snaked its way through his fingers and drops fell to mix with the pink tinged puddle at his feet.

Whats-her-name paused at the slight commotion, she turned and smirked triumphantly to him. “Oh honey, did I hit a nerve?” She motioned for one of the servers to come clean up the mess.

The server started gathering up the shards and waved Jared in the direction of where he could go to clean up.



Jensen saw the entire scene. He knew Jared had been looking at him, yet again. There wasn't much that Jensen hadn't noticed about the tall boy he craved. He watched Jared storm off into one of the hallway rooms.

“Dan, cover me for a few.” he told her, without waiting for a reply.

“Hey!” she protested but her words were drowned out by the crowd, as Jensen rushed through the mass of party-goers.

He grabbed the handle and twisted it downward, opening the door just enough to let him slide in. Once inside he quickly turned around and latched the lock.



Jared looked back at the sound of the door closing. Jensen was fiddling with the lock on the door. Jared reached up and turned off the faucet with his good hand. He looked around for paper towels. 'Damn rich people and their need for real hand towels.' he thought.

“What are you doing here?” he snapped back to the approaching man.

“How's the hand?” Jensen asked, obviously ignoring Jared's own question.

“I'm fine, just need to wrap it and I will be as good as new.”

Jensen reached down into his apron and pulled out a white linen napkin. He reached down to grab Jared's injured hand. Jared tried to pull it away.

“Quit being such a damned baby and give me your fucking hand.” Jensen ordered.

With a slight pout Jared lifted it and let Jensen slowly examine the palm of the large hand.

Jensen made no eye contact as he set about tying the cloth. Jared stared down at the top of the man's head, trying to figure out why the hell this guy was even in the damned room to begin with.

“There, you may need stitches.”

“What are you a med-student?”

Jensen snorted softly. “I work in a bar, let's just say I have experience with morons and glassware.”

“Are you saying I am a moron?” Jared asked in surprise.

“Not at all.” Jensen lifted his head in the evil, fucking grin.

Jared stared into those deep green eyes. From far away the were beautiful, sure, but from this close they were down-right spectacular. Jared's throat snapped closed and his mouth went utterly dry as the man turned his now bandaged hand in his own and caressed it tenderly.

Seconds passed, in what seemed like an eternity of building tension.

Jensen suddenly dropped his hand and pushed back on Jared's shoulders, driving him forcibly backwards into the counter. Jared gasped for air as he hit the marble. Jensen eyed him hungrily as his stubble-lined chin slid along Jared's jawline.

“Jensen? I, I'm not...”

Jensen knew exactly what the man was going to say, but honestly didn't care. He wasn't about to stop and have an emotion-filled discussion about sexual attraction to the same sex. Not when he could just give the damned demonstration, always so much more fun.

He silenced the confused man with his lips. Jared's eyes grew ever wider, he could feel the soft warmth of Jensen's tongue as it slid over his teeth, trying desperately to find an entrance. Jensen's hands clamped tightly on Jared's upper arms and his body crushed tightly against the bigger boy's frame. Jensen's crotch ground furiously into Jared's, sending waves of electricity through both of their bodies.

Teeth unclenched, allowing the tiniest of openings, which Jensen took complete advantage of. Jensen's tongue touched the tip of Jared's. The man shivered in a burst of ecstasy. Jared's eyes slowly closed, causing his mind to short out, auto pilot taking over. The two tongues twisted around each other, taking in every bit of taste from the other, salty and sweet.

Jared's hands braced against the marble as Jensen ripped open his jacket, hands roaming over his shirt. He quickly tugged at the fabric, yanking it from under the belted slacks. Jensen blindly undid each button without a problem. When the shirt fully opened Jensen pulled Jared's arms upwards to remove the jacket.

He broke away from the numbing kiss and kissed Jared's collar bone. Jared threw his head back as Jensen slowly nibbled the flesh of his neck. The sensation of the short hairs from Jensen's face sent jolt after jolt of pleasure through Jared.

Jensen gazed upward. Seeing Jared biting his lower lip, Jensen licked a trail down the remainder of Jared's right pec. He kissed the erect nipple, teasing it with a quick little bite. His tongue began to swirl around the ring of tissue. His mouth then clamped around it fiercely. He held on tightly as Jared squirmed wildly under him. Jensen licked his way across his broad chest to continue his assault on the other side.

“Fucking God!” Jared moaned as one of hands lifted to the top of Jensen's head, pushing him deeper into his biting. Fingers clenched deeply into the spiky dark blond hair.

Jensen hummed, his teeth gripped on tightly and his tongue flicked over the tip. Jensen's hands fell to the belt and worked impatiently to release the buckle. He whipped out the shiny black leather. He crouched to undo the button and zipper, the loosened dress pants crumpled around Jared's ankles. Jensen smiled evilly at the obvious shape under the square-cut briefs.

Jared brought up both hands to Jensen's shoulders. He tried in vain to hold of Jensen's advances. 'Not... gay... not... fuck... Jesus... fucking good.' Words formed incoherently in his mind but refused to come out vocally. Then he felt the growing pressure around his dick.

Jensen licked over the tightened fabric. He tilted his head slightly and mouthed over Jared's fully erect cock. He teased the moaning boy, nibbling up and down the clothed flesh. Saliva mixed with the precum, through the cotton.

“Holy shit, fuck!” exploded from Jared's mouth as the other man teased him more and more.

Jensen nails scratched at Jared's hips as he pulled the elastic topped cotton down. As soon as it was freed, Jared's hardened dick slammed Jensen in the forehead. Jensen chuckled sexily at the touch. He purposely ran his chin along the exposed flesh. He rounded his jaw over the tender tip, causing Jared to all but scream.

Jensen pulled away, kneeling in front of Jared. Just as Jared's mind was comprehending the lack of touch, Jensen opened his mouth wide and dove onto the hard cock. Jared slammed hard against the counter once again, his back ached as the cool stone cut into his spine.

Jensen bobbed up and down adding a twist, right as his lips were about to come loose.

“Jensen...” Jared gasped.

Jensen tried to stop the grin as he worked at getting Jared's long cock deeper and deeper into his tight throat.

Jared was practically dying here, he had never felt something so amazing in his life. It's like Jensen's whole reason for being was to give out world-class blow jobs. He knew he wasn't going to last long, not when this guy was so fucking awesome! He felt that tell-telling sensation grow immensely. His hand patted Jensen's shoulder, trying to warn him. Jensen fiendishly increased his speed, his cheeks and nose rapidly slamming into Jared's crotch.

“Ngh..” Jared tried to hold back as he emptied what seemed like gallons into Jensen's mouth. A trickle flowed out of the corner of Jensen's lip, the man just kept on going. He gulped down as fast as he could, while continuing to lick into the slit. Jared's body convulsed uncontrollably. Jensen finally released his prize. And fell back onto his heels. Jared panted breathlessly as he gazed downwards into those green eyes.

Jensen swallowed what was left in his mouth. “So, you never did explain why you never used my number.”

Jared's mind tried to find its way back to reality. “Wha...”

“You never called. Why?”

Jared turned redder than Jensen thought possible, given his currently sexually flushed tint.

“What is it?” Jensen asked again.

“I kind of ate your note.” the tall boy said through embarrassment.

“You ate it? Seriously? Why... you know what, never mind.” Jensen laughed. His eyes lighted in that mischievously way that had spelled doom for Jared, the instant he first saw him. Jensen reached down into his pocket and grabbed a pen. He leaned forward.

Jared followed his approach and stared blankly downward as the tip touched that cut line above left hip. “What do you think you are doing?”

“Giving you my number, again. Putting it in a place that you can't 'EAT' it this time!” When Jensen finished he kissed the flesh where he'd just signed his name. He rocked backwards and stood. Without another word he quickly unlatched the door and left Jared standing there, alone and mostly naked.



“Have you seen my boyfriend?” Danneel lifted her eyes as the 'princess bitch' approached the bar. Danneel's eyes looked over her the woman's shoulder to see Jensen closing the door. He spotted her stare and overemphasized the wiping of his lips.

“Uh, nope.” Danneel said to her. “If I do, I will tell him you are looking for him, k?”

“Thanks.” Gen responded and headed back out into the crowd to search for Jared.



Jensen grinned in that devilish smirk as he took his place next to his roommate.

“You sir, are mother-fucking incredible.” she smacked at his arm.

“Funny, that's just what he told me too!”

Danneel's eyes rolled as Jensen went about flirting with yet another middle-aged woman.