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Problems With Easy Solutions, Jared/Jensen, NC-17

Title: Problems With Easy Solutions
Author: Erin
Rating: NC-17
Character/Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 1,911
Summary: It’s New Year’s Eve, and all Jensen wants is to kiss his boyfriend.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings: Fluff and boy!sex
Disclaimer: I highly doubt the boys are feeling each other up under the mistletoe, but either way, I mean no offense and make no profit from this, damn it.
A/N: Written for fluffandfold, my prompt was as follows: Jared and Jensen have to "play straight" for a CW New Years Eve party but Jensen is determined to get a kiss from his boyfriend at midnight.
2nd A/N: So many people to thank, you’d think I was getting a damn Oscar. First, to the loyal and wonderful starxd_sparrow who is a grammar goddess and never fails to read my stuff, even when we no longer share a fandom. HUGE thanks go to both wendy and earlofcardigans for beta reading this when my usual RPS beta wasn’t able to due to time constraints. And also, thanks to breathe_me for listening to me bitch and helping me fix sentences. You guys are all awesome! Title and cut text taken from Death Cab for Cutie’s song, “The New Year.”


Jensen did not want to go to the party tonight. At all. It wasn’t enough that he’d actually have to talk to people, but he couldn’t even go with his boyfriend, for God’s sake. It wasn’t fair. And yeah, maybe that was a whiny thing to think, but it just wasn’t. Jensen shouldn’t have to pretend he wasn’t what he was, and he and Jared shouldn’t have to arrive at a party in separate fucking cars.

Okay, yeah, maybe it would be career suicide, but sometimes - like now - Jensen didn’t care. It was fucking New Year’s Eve and he wouldn’t even be able to kiss his boyfriend at midnight. He’d probably end up having some stupid CW bimbo shoved at him for a fucking photo op. God, he hated network parties.

Jared loved them. He didn’t even seem to care that he and Jensen couldn’t be together together, he just loved the chance to talk to everyone and be so damned social. That was kind of their biggest problem. Not their only one, by any means, but their biggest one. Because Jensen hated that they had to hide what they were, had to hide who they were, but Jared was content to go on doing what they were doing, pretending to be something they weren’t. It drove Jensen insane.

Jensen snorted, pulled out of his self-indulgent reverie at the stupid thoughts shooting through his mind. He stared at himself in the mirror, trying to decide if he needed a tie or not. He could work the open collared, no tie look, right? Or would that be too casual for a network thing? God, he fucking hated this.

“Jared!” he bellowed at the top of his lungs. “I need help!”

Seconds later, Jared appeared in the doorway of Jensen’s messy bedroom, dressed in charcoal grey slacks and an unbuttoned white silk shirt.

“Damn, man,” he said, meeting Jensen's eyes in the mirror. “You sure clean up nice, don’t you?”

Scowling, Jensen replied, “Can I get away without a tie?”

Whistling through his teeth, Jared sauntered over to Jensen and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend.

“Probably not, baby,” he said, nuzzling Jensen’s neck with his nose.

“Cut it out,” Jensen said, forcing down an unwelcome giggle. “Don’t mess me up.”

Jared snorted and bit down where Jensen’s neck met his shoulder, sending a shiver through Jensen’s body and making him ache a little. “You sound like a girl, Jen.”

Eyes closing involuntarily, Jensen said breathlessly, “Fuck you, Jared.”

“Mmm…Promise?”

“You keep that up, and it’s going to happen sooner than you think,” Jensen growled.

His head tipped back and he leaned against Jared’s shoulder, his body going loose as Jared sucked on his neck, moving his collar aside with his nose and working his tongue across Jensen’s skin.

“Jared,” Jensen said, needy and ready and wanting, “I’m getting hard.”

“Poor baby,” was Jared’s only response, with a wicked lilt in his voice. “Want me to take care of you?”

Jensen leaned back against him.

“You’ve got to—,” he broke off as Jared’s hands moved from his shoulder and slid down the front of his shirt to cup Jensen’s erection in his hand, squeezing gently.

“Oh, God,” Jensen moaned. This was so bad. They only had an hour, and now, if Jared didn’t fucking get him off, he’d never make it through the evening without getting hard every time he looked at his boyfriend.

Jared was working Jensen’s cock through his pants, rubbing and pressing and fucking squeezing, and Jensen thought he was going to lose his mind.

“I-I’m gonna come in my pants. Jay, you gotta do something or… ” he trailed off, voice low.

“Can’t have that,” Jared said, and unzipping Jensen’s pants, pulled out his cock and rubbed his thumb over the wet head.

Jensen blew out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding and shuddered as Jared began stroking, tight and slow, jacking him the way he liked it most.

“Fuck, Jared,” he ground out. “Do it. We don’t have time for this.”

With an evil chuckle, Jared’s strokes quickened and on each upstroke he swiped his thumb over the head of Jensen’s leaking cock, sending Jensen barreling toward the finish.

“Come on, baby,” Jared whispered hotly into his ear. “Come for me.”

Jensen turned his head and found Jared’s mouth, and their lips met and clung, exchanging deep kisses as Jared pushed Jensen right over the edge and he shot all over the dresser. Jared worked him through it, gentling his stokes until Jensen came down completely.

Pulling out of the kiss, Jensen laid his head back on Jared’s shoulder. “Do we have to go tonight?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

Jared kissed the top of his head. “It won’t be so bad. We’ll get drunk and then come home and fuck.”

Smiling at their reflections, Jensen replied, “Well, when you put it that way…”

Jared smacked Jensen’s ass, startling a yelp from him. “Get dressed, bitch. We need to get going.”

Muttering to himself, Jensen went into the bathroom to clean up. Again.

**

Two hours later, he stood in the corner of the decked-out ballroom the CW had procured for the party, watching Jared talk to some weird looking blonde girl he thought was on Gossip Girl. Or maybe One Tree Hill. He didn’t know. Or care, for that matter.

He was bored out of his mind. People kept asking how his Christmas was, and he was sick of saying the same thing, about how great it had been and how he loved spending time in Texas with his family. Sure, it was true enough, but what he’d really loved about Christmas was spending the night with Jared’s family in San Antonio and exchanging gifts with his boyfriend. But he couldn’t tell people that.

Couldn’t allude to the fact that he’d been with Jared on Christmas, had spent an evening swapping laughs and blow jobs in the bathroom while the rest of Jared’s family sang carols in the living room.

He couldn’t even fucking kiss his boyfriend when the clock struck twelve. And the thing was, Jensen knew it was stupid to want to reveal their relationship, knew it would ruin everything they’d worked so hard for, but God, it was getting so difficult to keep pretending. And he was tired of it.

Anger washed over him the more he thought about it, and before he realized what he was doing, he had walked over to where Jared was still talking to the unidentified blonde and grabbed his arm.

Jared looked at him in surprise, his eyes telegraphing, “Be careful.”

Jensen forced an easy smile. “Talk to you a second, Jared?”

“Sure,” Jared said cautiously. “Excuse me for a moment, would you, Blake?” Blake smiled graciously and nodded, turning to talk to some short guy Jensen didn’t recognize.

Tightening his hand on Jared’s arm, Jensen began to drag his boyfriend away until Jared hissed, “What the hell is wrong with you, Jen? Let me go before someone thinks-“

Fury rose within him, and Jensen hissed back, “I don’t give a fuck what they think. Come on.”

Jared shook off Jensen’s arm and gave him a look that said he’d pay for this. “Wherever you go, I’ll follow,” he said sarcastically.

Jensen glared for a moment, then turned on his heel and headed for the door without looking to see if Jared would make good on his word. Reaching the hall, he scanned the area for somewhere private. Spying a door, he headed toward it, hoping to God it was unlocked. Luckily, it was and the knob turned easily under his hand. He looked back to see Jared standing behind him with an impatient look on his face

Huffing, Jared entered what turned out to be a tiny storage room for linens, shelves lined with white towels and sheets. Jensen followed him inside and closed the door, not bothering to check if anyone was watching them. He didn’t care, not at this point.

It was so dark in the room Jensen couldn’t see where Jared was standing and he bumped into him, startling an “Oomph” from Jared’s throat.

“Sorry,” Jensen grumbled. “Can’t see a fucking thing.”

“It’s fine,” Jared sighed. “Now, could you please tell me what the hell this is all about, Jen? You’ve been weird all night.”

“I’m just frustrated, damn it.” Jensen raised his hand to run it through his hair and accidentally smacked Jared in the chin.

“Euf!”

“Sorry,” he said, a bubble of mirth trying to work its way up his chest.

“It’s fine,” Jared replied grumpily. “Frustrated with what?”

“This whole ‘pretending to be straight’ thing. I mean, I know we can’t say anything, and I get why, but I’m so fucking sick of it.” He sighed and continued, “I just want to kiss my boyfriend at midnight, okay? Not some network bimbo - you.”

“I don’t know, Jensen.” Jared spoke thoughtfully, “That Blake girl I was talking to earlier was pretty smart, I think.”

“Oh, fuck you, you bastard.”

Jared laughed; it was as if their anger from a few minutes ago hadn’t happened. Jared’s arms came around him and he was pulled against Jared’s chest, making an “Euf!” noise of his own.

“Baby,” Jared whispered, leaning down to kiss Jensen’s neck softly, “if you want to kiss me at midnight, we’ll figure out a way to do it.”

Pulling his head away from Jared’s chest Jensen reached up and slid his hand into Jared’s hair, pulling his lips down to meet with his own. Breaking the kiss, he sighed. “That easy, Jay?”

“Sure,” Jared answered. “All we gotta do is disappear at eleven fifty-five or so, meet up in here, and then…we’ll kiss.”

“You don’t think the suits’ll notice we’re gone?” Jensen said skeptically.

“I think it’ll be chaotic enough that they wouldn’t even notice if Tom Welling disappeared.”

“Who the hell would notice that, Jay?” Jensen scoffed.

Jared’s hand snaked down Jensen’s back to squeeze his ass. “Good point. Still, I think we’ll be okay.”

Jensen kissed Jared again and against his lips said, “Let’s just stay here for the rest of the night.”

“Not gonna happen, Jen.”

“Please?” he wheedled. “I’ll give you a blow job.”

Jared’s body stilled and he groaned, “God, you’re such a bastard.”

Feeling Jared’s cock harden against his stomach, Jensen smiled and pulled away. “Is that a yes?”

Groaning again, Jared reached out and grabbed Jensen’s shoulders. Feeling a surge of triumph, Jensen licked his lips in preparation.

Unfortunately, Jared had other ideas and simply turned him around, steering Jensen toward the door. Blindly, Jensen stuck a hand in front of himself so that he didn’t get shoved into the wall and felt for the door knob.

“Asshole,” he hissed out playfully.

“Go mingle. I’ll be out when this is gone,” Jared said.

“Fine,” Jensen grumped. “But while I’m gone, think about my mouth, okay? On your dick.” Jensen exited the tiny room to the sound of Jared’s pained moan, blinking as the light hit him. As his eyes adjusted to the bright hallway, he grinned. Revenge was sweet.

So maybe things weren’t perfect between the two of them. And maybe they never would be. But they were okay. And right then, at that moment, Jensen could live with that.

After all, when the clock chimed twelve, he’d have his boyfriend’s lips on his, and sometimes, that was all that mattered.

Comments

Thank you so much!
Awwwwwww! *flaily hands*
Hee! Thanks!
Awwwww!
So hot and cute!
Jensen's such a woman but in that adorkable, 'I belong to Jared, bitch,' sort of way ^^
Props for mentioning Blake! Love her! <3
I'm rather partial to Blake, myself. :) Thanks so much!
Awwwww! So much love for this. Jensen stakes his territory, and it warms my heart, so it does. Go get 'im, tiger!
Hee! Thank you!
Just... aweeee!
*swoons*
Totally adorable <3
Thank you so much!
I love how indulgent Jared is even when Jensen is being adorably cranky! So cute and sweet!
Oh, thanks, sweetie! And thank you for all your help! You're a total doll.
aww, loved this! i see jensen's staking his claim on jared! great fic!
Thank you so much!
charcoal grey slacks and an unbuttoned white silk shirt.

HOLY. HELLO VISUAL. -dwells there for about an hour- -coughs- Huh? Oh.. right, rest of story. -zones out for another forty-five minutes-

And ohhhmyyygoddd with the hotness! FUCK. This was amazing, sweetie. Hot and sexy and boys with banter, and Jensen wanting his kiss. -sigh- And then the wickeness at the end. -grin- Absolutely delicious! Now when are you writing ME J2 porn, hmm? -big smile-

Now with better spelling! =D

Edited at 2007-12-18 03:01 am (UTC)
Oh, thanks, Jen! I'm so happy you liked it. And I suspect that there's a good chance of me eventually writing you some porn. :)
Ah awesome fic, and only a hint of porn too. Well done!

*claps excitedly*
Thank you so much!
Awwww. I want Jensen to kiss his boyfriend too. All the time. And all over. Very lovely!
Thanks so much! And seriously, who doesn't want Jensen to kiss Jared all the time? *grin*
Aww, that's so cute! *flails*
Thanks so much!
N'awwww. Jensen is so bitchy and it's awesome! Glee!
Thank you so much! And seriously, your fic? Was ridiculously awesome.
Lovely. And I really like the idea of this. Just... aww!!
Oh, thank you so much!
That was lovely!
Thank you so much!
Thank you! I'm so happy you liked it!
Awwwww. So sweet. I love that Jensen gets his way.
Thank you so much!
hahaha love this ;D
Thank you!
EEEE, soo soo cute! Those boys are in LOVE, love I tell ya!

This was wonderful! <3
YAY! Thanks, Ang! ♥ And they are SO in love.
Awwwwww!:)
That was such an awesomely sweet little fic!And Jensen frustrated is so much love!
*huge grin*
Thank you! I'm so happy you liked it!
*grinning* I think I really like reading about a frustrated Jensen. He...cranky & pushy. *winks*

Thank you! :)
awww...i loved this!
Thanks!