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Gotta Make You Understand

Summary:

Jensen isn't as young as he used to be, and his age is starting to show. But he was willing to try anything, in order to keep Jared satisfied. But all Jared needs to be happy, is for Jensen to accept their new normal.

Notes:

Written for SPN Kink Events Kinktober prompt: Flavored Lube.

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Jensen wasn’t as young as he used to be.  He had turned forty-six in March, and the Omega was beginning to feel his age.  The creak in his knees, the occasional swelling in his ankles if he ate too much of his favorite salty foods.  Plus, he was starting to have heat flashes outside of his actual heats.  He was becoming perimenopausal and he didn’t like it.  Not one little bit. 

 

The absolute worst part of it all was the fact that he was now having trouble slicking.  He and Jared would kiss each other, stroke each other, and generally make out like horny teenagers, and not a drop would flow.  It bothered Jensen more than it did Jared.  Because his Alpha was always so practical.  Pointed out that modern science had made incredible advancements with artificial slick.  And there was no shame to need assistance doing what had come so easily before. 

 

They had tried the fake stuff, but Jensen hated it.  It was missing his signature scent, his unique flavor.  It almost felt as if there was another person in their bed as the chemical smell rose up.  Jared assured him that it was fine.  But Jensen wasn’t about to make his Alpha settle for second best.  He had hit up the internet, and found a pharmacy that could incorporate his own Omega pheromones into the artificial slick.  The first bottle had been delivered that morning, and Jensen had been thrilled as he realized that it was a perfect match to his own natural lubrication.  Now all he had to do was wait for Jared to arrive home, and let his Alpha do an in-depth taste test.  Inspect the goods so to speak. 

 

Jensen was reclined in the bed, curled around a pillow when he heard the front door open and close.  Followed by keys being dumped in the ceramic dish on the entryway stand, the shuffling of envelopes as the mail was sorted.  After a minute, he heard the tentative call, “Jen?” 

 

“In here.”  Jensen called back, as he waited. 

 

Footsteps announced Jared’s approach, and Jensen moved his hand lower, slid a finger in his artificially slicked hole, and pumped a few times.  He could hear the deep inhalation as his Alpha walked through the door and stopped to take in the scene that had been carefully prepared for him. 

 

Jensen was naked, except for the bright red bow that was tied around his neck, with the tails trailing down over his chest.  All of his pale, freckle-covered skin was on display, as his fingers continued to slowly pump in and out. 

 

One of Jared’s eyebrows arched up as he loosened his tie, seemed to consider for a moment, before one large hand grabbed each side of his shirt and ripped, which sent buttons flying everywhere.  Jensen sent a sultry smile back at him, while he continued to patiently lie there, and his body screamed out the invitation that Jared seemed intent on responding too. 

 

It wasn’t but another twenty seconds and Jared was completely naked, looking as amazing as he always had.  Even if his abs weren’t quite as sculpted as they had used to be, or he had a little more hair on his chest.  Jensen liked it better this way.  Made him look like less of a Greek God that had escaped Mount Olympus, and more like an Alpha that could love a now flawed Omega. 

 

Jensen pushed that thought aside, as he braced for impact.  Jared was moving across the bed with focused determination, and Jensen’s ankle was caught in a strong grip before he was dragged across the bed.  Jared had laid down, and he practically dove in headfirst.  Jensen could only hold on as Jared’s tongue found its purpose in life and began to plunder Jensen’s worked open ass. 

 

He threw his head back when Jared’s tongue shoved in deep, wriggling around, gently thrusting as one hand moved to Jensen’s cock and began to stroke him leisurely.  It felt incredible, and Jensen couldn’t help the tears that sprang to his eyes at Jared’s obvious enthusiasm. 

 

Jared knew, in that way that he always knew when Jensen was upset, and raised his head, pressed a kiss to the inside of his Omega’s thigh, and then slid up, until he could cradle Jensen’s face in one large hand, and concerned hazel eyes could gaze into worried green. 

 

“Jen?  Baby, what’s wrong?”  Jensen knew it was his hormones acting up again, and that he really couldn’t help it.  But he didn’t want to talk about that either and ruin the moment. 

 

“Please, Jay.  Alpha, just, please.”  Jensen felt himself being drawn closer to his Alpha, held tight as hands began to stroke up and down his back. 

 

“What’s wrong?”  Jared’s voice was so soothing, as he tried to navigate the potential minefield that was laid out before him. 

 

“This… I mean… you shouldn’t have… to deal with… a defective-”

 

“You’re not!”  Jensen met hazel eyes that were blazing with passionate denial.  “There is nothing wrong with you!  You’re not broken!”  Jared pressed a tender kiss against his forehead, and took a few deep breaths before he asked, “If I couldn’t get it up, would I be defective?” 

 

“No!  Of course not!”  Jensen cried as he shifted, trying to hold his Alpha tighter. 

 

“Then why are you defective if I wouldn’t be?”  Jensen stopped, looked into calm eyes, realized the point that Jared was making.  They would both need help as they aged.  As they grew older and no longer had the bodies of their youth.  But a natural biological change didn’t make them any less.  They were still the same mated couple that they had been for years.  They just might occasionally need a little assistance. 

 

“You wouldn’t be.”  Jensen finally responded, as he chewed on his lower lip.

 

“And?”  Jared prompted softly. 

 

“I wouldn’t be either.”  Jensen sighed out as he relaxed against his still powerful Alpha. 

 

“Exactly.  We’ve got years ahead of us yet.  And we’re gonna change and adapt.  Because that’s what happens.  Right?”  Jared met Jensen’s gaze, as his thumb ran over the plush lips that he had spent countless hours kissing. 

 

“Yeah.”  Jensen answered as he blushed. 

 

“Hey, none of that now.”  Before Jensen could think of a response, he was being rearranged, and he was left shivering as his Alpha’s cock slid home.  Split him open just like it always had.  Even if a little artificial assistance was now needed. 

 

Jared kissed Jensen, as he rocked up, and Jensen did his best to hang on as his Alpha gave him so much more devotion, care, and love than he could have possibly hoped to have ever received. 

 

“Jen, there’s no one else for me.  Ever.  You know that.” 

 

Jensen nodded, as he was worked over with a gentle passion borne of familiarity and acceptance. 

 

“Then please, don’t feel ashamed of your body.  I happen to love this hot little body of yours.  And I couldn’t be wrong, because I’m the Alpha.  Right?” 

 

Jensen smiled indulgently, gasped when Jared thrust up quickly and with more force than he had used all evening.  “Right?”  Jared asked again. 

 

“Yes, Alpha.  Of course, Alpha.  Whatever you say, Alpha.” 

 

“Smart ass.”  But there was no heat behind his words, and a smirk was tugging at the corner of his mouth.  “So, I guess you deserve this then.” 

 

Jensen gasped as Jared quickly rolled them, and manhandled Jensen into his new position.  Ass up and head resting against his pillowed forearms.  Jared slid back home, groaning as he sank into the wet depths of Jensen’s tight sheath.  Hands on his hips were his only warning, and then Jared was off.  Fucking into Jensen hard.  Clearly savoring all of the broken cries that Jensen couldn’t contain. 

 

Oh, fuck yeah, God yes, Alpha, please, harder!”  Jensen felt Jared’s hand circle his neglected cock, and in just a few short strokes, Jensen was shooting his release all over the bedding.  Jared blanketed his body as he fell forward, found his mouth and slid his tongue inside.  Jensen sucked on it as he thrust back with his own hips, meeting each and every pounding thrust that Jared was giving him. 

 

Jared came with a strangled cry, and Jensen trembled through his second orgasm.  Not even caring that Jared crushed him for a second before he rolled them to their sides.  They lay there, trying to catch their breath, while their fingers found the others, and laced together. 

 

“Baby, I’m never gonna give you up.” 

 

“Well, you better never let me down.” 

 

Both burst out laughing at the double Rick-roll, and then they spent the next twenty minutes exchanging kisses as they waited out Jared’s knot. 

 

Knowing that no matter what the future held for them, they didn’t have to look any further than the mate that loved them with all of their heart. 

 

 

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