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Part 2

"He's just sooo cute, you know? He has so pretty eyes! And his hair is so soft. Did I mention that he's such a great guy?"

Jared tried his best to not listen to his sister gushing about Chad and how "amazingly cute" he was for much longer, he would have to strangle Megan - sibling or not.

Of course she went on and on and on about her boyfriend ("He said it himself! He said I'm his girlfriend now!"), and of course Jared did not strangle Megan.

He had already attempted talking to her twice since they left the hotel to go on a hiking tour with their parents, and both times she had shot him an annoyed look that said, "Please, your jealousy is getting ridiculous." Jared had heard their mother telling Megan about what had happened between him and their father and since then she had turned completely deaf to what he tried to tell her.

Now that she definitely wouldn't listen to him anymore, Jared had resigned to hoping that Megan would find out the truth about Chad by herself before it was too late.

So now Jared tried to ignore his little sister. They still had the whole morning ahead of them. Their parents had planned to be out until lunch time, and if Jared had any intentions of staying sane, he would have to think about something else to block out Megan's crush.

That's why he tried to concentrate on the tango - which ultimately led to thinking about Jensen and last night. Now there was a daydream for him to enjoy while Megan stayed in hers.

They had been kissing for several minutes, becoming more desperate the closer they pressed together. Jared could feel Jensen's erection pressing against his own through the layers of their sweatpants. When they finally pulled apart both were panting.

Jensen placed his right hand on Jared's chest and started to run it down Jared's torso. Jared tried to keep looking at Jensen but when Jensen reached the waistband of Jared's pants, his eyelids fluttered shut. Jared wanted to touch Jensen, badly, but he had never gotten past first base. He never had felt comfortable enough with other guys to do more than kissing, and now Jensen was already hooking his thumb into Jared's pants.

At the first brief contact of flesh, Jared gasped and pulled back, eyes wide open.

"I'm sorry. I just never … I haven't-"

"Shh, it's okay, I get it. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to."

Jensen's voice was gentle and careful, so different from what Jared was used to from Jensen.

"No, I mean … I
want to … do stuff. It's just that … I've never done anything with someone else before."

He was sure he was blushing again. Jensen's amused smile didn't help either because now Jared felt idiotic.

"Sorry, I should … probably … go."

He got up and walked toward the door on shaky feet. He was already pushing down the handle when Jensen touched his arm.

"Don't leave. We'll take it slow. I'll show you, okay?"

Jensen's voice was low and had a rough edge to it. Jared thought it was incredibly sexy and so he let himself be turned around and pulled toward the couch.

He still looked like a trapped rabbit, which caused Jensen to smile even wider, but at least he wasn't trembling anymore.

"Just relax, I got you," Jensen promised in that gentle voice.

Moments later they were on the couch, Jensen straddling Jared's lap, and they were kissing again. Kissing was good. Kissing Jared knew.

Jensen had his hands buried in Jared's hair and Jared's hands rested on Jensen's thighs. Soon enough though he let them wander upward. Before he got to the more interesting body parts though, Jensen grabbed Jared's hands and placed them lower on his thighs again.

"But I want-" Jared started to protest and was interrupted by Jensen kissing him deeply.

"I know you do. But first I'll take care of you."

With that said, Jensen started to palm Jared's cock through the material of the sweatpants. Jared shut up then and bucked up into the touch. It felt better than when he did it himself. Jensen pulled the pants and boxer briefs down, and Jared hissed when Jensen began stroking him firm but slow, all the while whispering sweet nonsense and gripping Jared's shoulder with his left hand to support himself.

A noise that was almost a groan preceded his orgasm and Jared came. It hadn't taken long but he had wanted this for weeks - actually years - and finally he could have it.

Jared was panting. His torso was messed up by sweat and come but he couldn't care less. He was resting his forehead against Jensen's shoulder while Jensen soothingly patted Jared's hair.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." Jared's voice was shaky and Jensen chuckled slightly.

"You want me to-?"

"You don't have to."

Jensen was mumbling softly and it made Jared smile so he pulled Jensen down into another kiss.

"I think I really want to."

He carefully rubbed the cotton over Jensen's erection and was rewarded with a low moan. Jared then reached into Jensen's pants and underwear and pulled out his cock.

For a few seconds he just stared. Except for on television or the internet he hadn't seen another man's dick before - let alone touched one. He carefully stroked up and down slowly with almost no pressure, still fascinated by the feel of another man's cock in his hands.

"It's not going to break, you can squeeze a bit harder, you know?" Jensen was smiling again - a look Jared was getting used to already - and then covered Jared's hand with his own. "Here, like that."

Jensen guided Jared's movements and just as he had been with dancing, Jared was a fast learner now, too. He soon figured out how Jensen liked it. When he came, Jensen gripped Jared's shoulders tight and threw his head back.

Afterwards he touched their foreheads together and only when the muscles in Jensen's thigh started to protest did he get up and grab a towel to wipe off the sticky mess on their chests.

Jensen asked if Jared wanted to stay at his place tonight but Jared answered he couldn't afford to not be in his bed when their mother came to wake them up in the morning. The family had made plans to go hiking, and he should be there. No need to anger his father even more. Jensen had nodded, and Jared had left after kissing Jensen again.

"See you for practice in the afternoon."


Before he left the shack to go back to bed Jared could see Jensen smile. Yep, definitely getting used to that.

"- and then he gave me the flower and kissed me on the cheek. Didn't I tell you he's so romantic? Hey, are you even listening?"

"Uhm, no. Sorry, Megan."

His sister huffed out a breath. "I don't understand what you got against Chad."

"I just want you to be careful. I'm glad that you found a guy who likes you and isn't afraid of Dad but that doesn't mean he's actually the greatest guy in the world. Megan, I know that kind of guys. Chad's got that look in his eyes when he thinks no one's paying attention to him."

"You're basing this on a suspicion? 'Cause he's looking differently when he feels unwatched? Geez, it's a good thing you're not becoming a lawyer. I'd have to pity the people who have to rely on you."

And that, coming from his sister who used to trust him, hurt like nothing else.

For the rest of the trip Jared stayed silent. He just hoped that soon it would be over, and he could go back to practice with Jensen.


"You don't get it, Chris."

"No, I really don't. So you finally realized that J.T. actually is the nice kid Steve and Sandy thought he was. You're obviously attracted to him and Steve tells me that J.T. goes totally goo-goo eyes on you. Now you told me that you two fooled around last night, so you clearly like each other. No, I don't get what your fuckin' problem is, man."

Jensen groaned. When he had called Chris to the dance studio and told him about last night he had counted on his friend to agree with him and give him some advice how to let J.T. down easy. He had not expected Chris to dissuade him.

"Look, Jensen. J.T.'s old enough to make his own decisions. You like him, don't you?"

He nodded. Yeah, he really liked that rich kid. It didn't change the fact that J.T. had no idea what it was like when you didn't know what the next day might bring or if there would be another job after that one. Jensen liked him even though the kid was a bit naïve. Still, J.T. was smart and absolutely gorgeous.

If he was honest to himself, Jensen had to admit that he had been attracted to J.T. from the first day. It had been one of the reasons why he had not wanted to work with him. Jensen had feared that he would do something stupid.

And then J.T. turned out to be a good guy, and despite all of his prejudices Jensen had begun to feel something for him. Of course he had done his best to hide those feelings behind a mask of sharp comments and sarcasm - which only seemed to make J.T. try harder to win his affection.

"Jensen, your face is a mess of emotions. Why are you fighting this? You like J.T. and he likes you. What's the problem?"

"You wouldn't understand."

"Try me."

"There are a million reasons why this is a bad idea."

"I'd be glad if you told me only one 'cause all I got so far is a big, steaming pile of nothing."

Jensen didn't want to have this conversation anymore. He wanted to be alone and prepare himself for later when he had to face J.T. again. Of course Chris wouldn't leave him alone.

"Tell me why you're freaking out like this. And don't you dare say that you think he's too good for you."

"No, that's not it. Well, at least not all of it."

He couldn't believe he was giving in and telling Chris. He wouldn't understand.

"No matter what happened last night, J.T. is still a rich boy who doesn't know our world. We have different backgrounds, it wouldn't work out. And he's too young anyway."

"Those are crappy reasons and you know it. Since when do you care about age differences? You better give me something better."

Jensen was rolled his eyes. Chris really could be a pain in the ass.

"I don't want him to get into trouble because of me. His parents don't know he's gay and what if they catch us together? They're already fighting because J.T.'s not the son they thought he was and I really don't want to make it worse. And then there's the whole issue of him being a virgin. You should've seen him. He was so insecure, had no clue what he was doing. If he was with me … it would mess him up in the long run. I'm not the right kind of guy to have your first sexual experiences with. I'm not good enough a man for that."

Dammit. He hadn't meant to say all of it but now it was too late and he could see the sympathetic look in Chris' eyes.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't pity myself, so don't you dare doing it. I know where my place is and it's nowhere close to a guy like J.T."

"I think you're wrong but I guess you have to figure that out for yourself. Just don't forget that J.T. should have a say in this as well."

Jensen didn't look up when Chris squeezed his shoulder and left and letting the door fall shut. The loud crack echoed through empty dance studio.


The moment Jared entered the shack he knew something was wrong. Jensen looked tense and controlled -the way he had always been when Jared was around. Only that Jared had expected him to be more relaxed after last night.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Let's start working. The competition is only a week away and we're not done with the last part. So we better get moving."

"Wha-? Jensen, what happened?"

"I told you, nothing happened."

That's when Jared got it - and he'd be damned if he let Jensen do this.

"Of course something has happened. Many things actually. I was present for most of them. Question is what happened after I left."

The look on Jensen's face could be best described as uncomfortable but Jared didn't care. He wanted to know why Jensen tried to act as if the last night didn't exist.

Jared took a few steps toward Jensen who tried to stop him by raising a hand. As if Jared cared. He moved closer until his chest almost touched Jensen's outstretched hand.

"Why are you like this? Last night … was it … was I … so bad?"

Jensen's look changed in a split second from closed to surprised and then to guilty.

"No, that's not- You did great."

He obviously tried for reassuring, and that's what Jared had been aiming for. He thought that once he got Jensen to admit it happened Jared could find out why he tried to pretend it had not.

"So why are you putting on the act again?"

Jensen remained silent.

"Don't you like me? Is that it? Heat of the moment but you actually aren't into me?"

Jared really hoped that wasn't it but if it was the case - well, he rather knew sooner than later.

"Jensen, I know there's something going on here and if you don't like me, just tell me. I won't drop you on the competition, I promised I'd help."

"It's not that."

A shaky breath escaped Jared. He hadn't realized how scared he had been.

"Oh, good. That's - good. So what then?"

He could see that Jensen fought a battle with himself, and Jared also recognized the moment Jensen surrendered.

"Alright, let's talk about this."

Jensen finally lowered his hand but stayed where he was. Jared wanted to get closer and touch Jensen again but he figured that right now wasn't the right moment. Instead he waited for Jensen to talk again.

"J.T., I cannot be with you. You shouldn't even like me. I'm not the kind of guy you want to be with, trust me. So I think we should-"

"Whoa, wait. What? Jensen, you're exactly the kind of guy I want to be with."

"You think that now but trust me when I say that I'm not good for you."

"No, you believe me when I tell you that I'm pretty damn sure of what I want and what I do not. I definitely want you."

"You think that now 'cause you have a crush or something but it'll go away soon and then you'll be thanking me that I stopped it before it really started."

"Go away soon? Jensen, I've had a crush on you since I was sixteen. Six years ago when you worked here for the first time I was instantly attracted to you and then embarrassed myself in front of you and decided to spare myself the humiliation of coming here again. I haven't seen you in years and still, the moment I saw you again my heart was beating faster. Why do you think I'm still here and trying to work this out even though you've been nothing but mean and spiteful toward me during every single training session?"

Jared had gotten closer while speaking, and the last words were only whispered. He was looking at Jensen and in whose eyes the emotions chased one another. That face was so very telling when Jensen allowed himself to relax.

"Sixteen? Really? What did you do?"

"I … uhm. I rather not tell you. I'm actually really glad you don't remember me from back then." Jared smiled sheepishly, and Jensen grinned back.

"Thank God, I was kinda scared I wouldn't see you smile again. So, you get it now? That I'm sure I want you?"

"Yeah, I think I do. I still don't think it's a good idea though."

"I guess I have to try my best to convince you of that, too, then."

And with that Jared closed the remaining space between them and kissed Jensen. It was even better than last night.


In the following week whenever Jared wasn't practicing or attempting to spend quality time with his family, he helped Alexis organize the final show of the season. There was still over a week left till the event but Alexis wanted it to be perfect because it was "Uncle Kim's last summer. It has to be special!"

When the second day of helping Alexis ended, Jared wished he could cut himself in half to manage.

The training was wearing him out, and the time spent with his parents and Megan was far from relaxing. His dad was still not talking to him, and his mother tried too hard pretending nothing was wrong. Megan was still mad at Jared, too. Meals and activities with them were like a minefield for Jared.

The third day he almost fell asleep during practice.

"Man, what is it with you today? You can barely keep your eyes open."

"'S nothing, just didn't sleep well last night."

"Or nights. J.T., I can see what's going on. And it's not just me. Sandy and Steve noticed, too. You can't keep that up."

"I know. I just need-"

He didn't finish the sentence. Instead he walked over to the couch and collapsed onto it. Jared had closed his eyes. He felt Jensen sitting down next to him before Jensen pressed his lips to Jared's left shoulder.

"Listen, maybe it's best we don't go to the challenge."

Jared's eyes snapped open again.

"What? Are you out of your mind?"

"No, chances are I'm the only sane one in the room right now. J.T., you're helping no one by working yourself to death just to make everyone else happy."

"That's not-"

"It's exactly what you're doing here. J.T., I know the situation between you and your family is wearing you down. I know that by doing anything Alexis asks you to you're trying to prove to your parents that you're still the good guy they used to think you are. And I get that you think you need to do that. But I don't want you to work yourself into a coma. So, maybe it's better we stop practicing. Take some of the pressure off your shoulders."

Jared couldn't believe Jensen was seriously suggesting letting the challenge go.

"You're not making that decision all by yourself."

"The hell I am."

"Jensen, you need that money."

"I'll manage without."

"I don't care. We're doing this."

"Not if you're going to fall asleep on your feet!"

"I'll find a way. Just- Just don't give up because of me."

They stared at each other in silence for a few moments and finally Jensen nodded.

After that Jared had told Alexis no more often.


The day of the competition finally arrived, and Jared was a nervous wreck.

He had told his family he wanted to go on a long hiking trip all by himself, and since none of them were too happy with him at the moment, they didn't even object when he told them that he probably wouldn't be back until after dinner was over. He tried not to think too much about it and instead focused on their performance.

They all were supposed to meet outside the shack. Sandy and Steve had insisted on coming with them to be their cheerleaders. When Jared arrived, another man with longer hair was standing next to Steve and laughing about something Jensen had said.

Jared approached them and was greeted first by the new guy. He gave Jared a hearty handshake and smiled.

"Good to finally meet you, J.T."

Jared shot the man an irritated look only made him grin wider.

"So I take it Jensen has told me a lot about you but never ever anything about me? I'm Chris. I've known Jensen long enough to tell you a lot of embarrassing stories about him."

Chris smiled wickedly and winked. Jared instantly liked the guy.

Over half an hour later they arrived at the ballroom. Jared and Jensen had to go to the backstage door and change into their suits before the competition started, and so Steve, Sandy and Chris wished them good luck and got in line at the main entrance.

"Why did you never tell me about Chris?"

"I had better things to do."

Jensen wrapped his left arm around Jared's waist and stopped walking to kiss Jared.

"Hmm, I see your point." Jared smiled into the kiss. "Still I feel like you tried to keep him from me."

"That's just 'cause then I'd have to share your attention with someone else."

"Or you were afraid he wouldn't like me and tell you to get rid of me."

"No, I tried to get him to tell me that a week ago and he was doing his best to argue me into staying with you."

"Really? I think I like him even more then."

"Not more than me I hope."

"I'll see about that."

Jensen jokingly hit Jared's chest instead of answering him.

"Come on, let's get inside or they'll start without us." Jared knew he sounded nervous.

"You don't have to worry about anything. This is going to be great."

"Says the one who's done this kinda thing many times."

Jensen grinned and dragged Jared by his wrist toward the back door.


So far the competition was going well.

Jared and Jensen made the final round effortlessly while Chris, Steve and Sandy cheered them on. Up till now they had displayed various combinations of the basic steps and only a few extras, holding back with the good stuff until the end.

Now there were only two couples left. Jared and Jensen against the winner of last year's challenge. The female partner of their opponents was definitely going to fight hard to win while he seemed to still try and adjust to two men dancing together.

The music began, and Jensen and Jared started their fight. They were already receiving a lot of applause and when the second part began, almost the whole crowd was rooting for them.

Jensen and Jared didn't listen to any of it.

They concentrated on each other and the steps, and when the second part ended, they faced their enemy who tried to separate them. Their moves became more aggressive again, and both tried to protect each other in turn. The longer they defended themselves, the more desperate they became, gripping at each other helplessly and frantically. When, at the final note, Jensen lay in Jared's arms, lost to his lover and the world, the audience sighed, and a few even sobbed.

The lights went on again, Jared and Jensen bowed and then everyone became quiet again. It was time for the judges to announce the winner.

Jared was trembling all over so Jensen took his hand and squeezed it slightly. It calmed Jared down effortlessly.

"We decided that for the display of extraordinary originality and an extremely well executed performance, the winners of our annual dance competition are … Mr. Jensen Ackles and his partner Mr. Jared Padalecki! Congratulations. Please come to collect your prize."

The crowd applauded and shouted enthusiastically while Jared and Jensen made their way to the stage. Both were giddy with joy and wanted nothing more than to collect the trophy and prize-money and then get out of there.


As soon as they were at the hotel again, Jared went to tell his parents that he was back from the trip. His dad didn't say anything, and his mother only smiled at him. He didn't want to stay with his family so he told them that the trip had worn him out and he would go to bed right away. Again he received no answer but a small nod from his mom. Jared was used to the silence by now.

When he was in the bungalow he had to wait a few hours before Megan got back and another one before she finally was asleep so he could sneak out again.

Finally he knocked at Jensen's door and it was opened immediately.

"Have you been standing there all the time waiting for me?"

"No. Not all the time. Only the last," he glanced at the watch on his wall, "one and a half hours. That doesn't make me sound desperate, does it?"

"Maybe a little bit. It does make you sound like a great, big sap though. Awaiting the arrival of your-"

Jared wasn't exactly sure what they were to each other. Boyfriends? Lovers?

"-of my baby boy." Jensen grinned.

"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" Jared tried for annoyed but his smile destroyed the effect and, they ended up kissing leaning up against the doorframe.

"Maybe we should get inside and close the door …"

"Hmm, excellent idea."

"Then why aren't you moving away?"

"Because you got me pinned to the doorframe and I didn't feel like punching you in the gut to get free."

"I appreciate that."

"Thought so. Can we move now?"

Jensen leaned back to give Jared enough room to slip inside the bungalow and then closed the door.

"So, how do we celebrate?" Jensen asked and Jared answered by kissing him again, deeper than before, and soon enough Jensen was walking Jared back toward the bed.

They fell onto it, a mess of tangled limbs. After a couple of minutes filled with more kissing and exploring hands, Jared pulled back to look at Jensen.

"I want to sleep with you."

Jared was ready to argue with Jensen about it but instead-

"Okay. Yeah, okay, J.T. Whatever you want. As long as you're sure."

"I am. I've waited long enough for the right guy."

"Oh." Jensen let his gaze drop. "I'm sorry, I'm not-"

"Idiot. You are the right guy. Now shut up and kiss me again."

Jensen looked up again, a smile on his face, and followed the command immediately. He was still wearing his dress pants and shirt that Jared started to unbutton a few moments later. They broke their kiss only long enough for Jensen to strip Jared out of his tee and shrug out of his own shirt before getting rid of their pants and underwear.

Then they touched and caressed exposed skin and only stopped kissing to catch their breaths. When Jared's erect dick brushed against Jensen's he inhaled sharply and gripped Jensen's arms tight.

"Please, Jen … "

"Yeah, okay. Just hang on a second."

Jensen pulled away only far enough so he could reach inside his nightstand and pull out a tube of lube and a condom.

Jared rolled around so he was lying on his stomach. Jensen petted Jared's buttocks for a moment while placing kisses along Jared's spine.

"We'll go slow and can stop at any time, okay?"

"Yes, okay. Just get on with it already."

"Hm, quite impatient, aren't you."

"Man, I've been waiting for years. Just fucking do it."

Jensen chuckled and placed another kiss on Jared's spine.

"Not yet. First I have to prepare you."

He covered his fingers with lube and continued kissing and licking Jared's back while spreading his ass cheeks and slowly entering one finger.

Jared gasped.

"You okay?"

"Uh huh. Just, ngh, it's cold and … strange. But good."


Jensen wriggled his finger a bit inside of Jared and then pulled it out again before entering again. When it felt like one finger went easily, he added another one, and it wasn't before long that he entered a third finger.

"You still good?"

"Better than good. Please - Jen … I want … I need-"

Jared was barely coherent and gripping the sheets with both hands while trying to move under Jensen to get some friction on his erection. When Jensen found Jared's prostate, Jared let out a loud moan.

"Yeah, I think you're ready."

"Okay but - not like this. I want to see you."

Jared had already turned around when Jensen started to protest.


"Please, let's not have that conversation where you show your concern and tell me that it'd be easier like this? Just, let me have this, okay?"

Jensen looked puzzled for a moment but then nudged Jared's legs open and seated himself between them. Jared immediately interlocked his legs behind Jensen's back, pressing their bodies closer together.

"You ready?"

"Yeah. Come on, Jensen. Don't be such a tease."

"But before we-"

"Oh God, what now?"

Jensen grinned.

"You really are impatient."

"Jensen, seriously, I've been waiting years for this to happen and now you want to make small talk? Really?"

"Well, not exactly. I just wanted to know … what does J.T. stand for?"

"Oh." Jared's expression softened and he smiled. "They're my first name initials. Jared Tristan." He blushed again.

"Jared." Jensen tried the name, and Jared had never thought his name could sound that sexy.

He gave Jensen a slight nudge with his heels to remind him of the task at hand, and it worked.

Jensen had barely time to rip open the foil wrapping of the condom before Jared took it from him. He almost fell backward because of the lack of support, had Jensen not grabbed him just in time. Jared was now almost sitting in Jensen's lap.

"Let me, please."

He rolled the condom down Jensen's length, and Jensen had to squeeze his eyes shut and concentrate very hard on breathing. Jared had figured out fast how to drive Jensen crazy, and Jensen had become very sensitive to Jared's touch in the process.

"There, now we're good."

Jensen opened his eyes again and let Jared glide back down on the mattress. Then he guided his cock to Jared's hole and started to slowly push inside.

Jared gasped and closed his eyes. He was gripping the sheets again, twisting them in his hands.

"Shh, it's okay. Relax."

Jensen's voice was soothing, and he was stroking Jared's cock to distract him from the strange feeling of being entered.

When Jared nodded slightly, Jensen pushed further, all the while going as slow as possible. When he was all the way in, both were breathing heavily and sweating. Jensen was still stroking Jared's cock, and finally Jared opened his eyes again.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. It's- Oh God, I feel so … full. But it's great and I need you to move just - slowly, okay?"


Jensen then started to pull out before pushing back in. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, and Jared could see how hard Jensen concentrated on not just letting go and fuck into him as hard and fast as he so obviously wanted.

Jared propped himself up on his elbows, and then there was a slightly different angle and both hissed at the sensation.

"God, Jen, I need-"


"Uh huh."

"Yeah. Sit up."

Jared was now in Jensen's lap and holy shit that was -

He didn't even know what it was but now Jensen hit his prostate with almost every stroke. He was moving faster, too, and they were clutching at each other and kissing again.

Jared's cock was trapped between them, and when Jensen started to fist it again, Jared was reduced to moaning and endless repetitions of oh god so good, Jensen, so good, hmmm.

Only a few more moments and then Jared came, painting their chests with streaks of come. Jensen made a strangled noise, and then he came, too, clutching at Jared's back and biting his shoulder.

It took them a couple minutes to wind down afterwards. They didn't let go of each other but if possible held on tighter.

"That was …"


"Is it always this-?"


"So it was good?"

"It was incredible."

"So, I'm a natural?"

"Yeah, apparently."

They fell silent again, trying to catch their breath and slow their hearts down.

"Let's move, my legs are cramping."

"Wow, you're romantic."

"Shut up. Next time you'll be carrying me in your lap and we'll see how your legs will feel."

"Okay, let's move."

They lay down facing each other after Jensen went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and bring back a wet washcloth to clean them up.

"Hey, Jensen?"


"What do you want to do with the money from the competition?"

"'M not saying."


"'Cause you'll think I'm crazy."

"I promise I won't."

"I don't believe you."

Jared slapped Jensen's arm playfully and didn't take his hand away.

"Come on, tell me."

"Alright. But only 'cause you asked so nicely."

Jared grinned at Jensen and started to trace the freckles on Jensen's arm with his fingers while Jensen talked.

"I wanted to move away from here and start fresh somewhere else. Maybe try to set up my own dance school. The money will help me fund at least a loan to rent a place where I could teach dancing."

"Why would I think you're crazy? I think it's a great idea. Do you already know where?"

"No. I haven't looked around, yet. Didn't wanna jinx it, you know?"


They were quiet then, listening to the other one's breathing and slowly drifting off toward sleep.

Part 4
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