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Tittle: An offer you can't afford to refuse

Pairing J2

kinks: m/m, anal, non-con, dub-con, h/c, asshole!Jensen, asshole!Jared, whump!jared, protective Jensen, Happy ending.

rape, implied violence, badly written sexy times.

In this chapter: dub-con, frotagge, oral sex, m/m, heavy violence, prostitution.

TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of non con, serious dub con/coercion, violence

A/N:;I am very open to comments, unless they're mean without a reason, sorry to anyone else. do you think I'm really that far away from the prompt?

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Part ONE Part TWO Part THREE Part FOUR Part FIVE

Part SIX Part SEVEN Part EIGHT Part NINE Part TEN
Part ELEVEN

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Jared went to see his brother; he didn’t know if Jensen had helped him or not; with everything happening at the same time; maybe Jensen never called..

The second he passed the elevator’s door, he noticed the police officer wasn’t there; the door of his brother’s room was open. Jared ran desperate; Jeremy was gone. “Sir…” the head nurse called him. “Your brother is at the first floor, they’re moving him to a state correctional. If you hurry you might see him still.” Jared turned around and ran.

He pulled the stairs door open to face a police officer with an assault gun. “Sir, this is a restricted area.”

Jared looked at the barrel his entire body shaking. “It’s my brother… I just wanted to say good bye.”

Someone got close it was Christian Kane; he was still favoring his left side and had a face of pure hatred. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he pushed Jared as if he wasn’t the same guy who pressed a bloody pad against his side just hours before.

“My brother…” he tried to say seeing how a wheel chair was pulled from a room towards a penitentiary shuttle. “Just, just want to say good bye.”

Christian’s eyes narrowed. “They’re taking him to a state prison, not 20 minutes from here; I guess you just convinced Jensen that your ass was worthy, huh?” he pushed Jared against the door with his mouth scrunched tight and his eyes throwing daggers. “Is not going to be enough, I’m gonna make your brother pay for every fucking penny he…” then something hit him, the way his eyes changed made Jared skin crawl. “Come…” Jared was dragged to his brother and pushed against the wheel chair as a man told the guards to wait. “See this?” Christian pointed to a bruise on Jared’s neck. “That’s from Jensen.” Jeremy looked uncomfortable but avoided looking at his baby brother. “The marks I left in your girl… those are better hidden.” He hissed closer to Jeremy and pulled Jared away. As Jeremy tried to talk to his baby brother; or maybe ask about his girlfriend. “It’ll keep happening, you know? Until we get our money back.” He said calmed. “She’s not okay with so many clients a day I must say…”

Jeremy got pale suddenly, and so was Jared.

Jared was pushed into an old pickup truck to go to the city, to Jensen’s office.

“You think you have him?” Kane hissed in anger after almost an hour of silence.. “Let’s see how attached he is to you.”
*… he likes to share, either you like it or not…* Jensen had said, which name did he used?

***

Jensen was in the middle of a meeting when his phone rang, it was Alaina. “Sir; Mr. Christian Kane is here to see you with the gentleman with you the other day?” she said in a hurry. “He demands to see you right now, sir.” Jensen could hear Kane behind. “Sir... I’m one step away from calling security…” she let out in a whisper but Jensen ould hear Christian voice behind. “The other gentleman---”

“Jared…”

“Him…” she said. “He looks frightened too, sir.” She said.

Jensen moved before he could decide to do so. He ran to the elevator desperate to get there. As the door opened he heard the shout of a guard. “Sir, you have to calm down!”

“Get the fuck out of here!!” Christian shouted. “I’m here to talk to my---”

“Keep your voice down…” Jensen said; his eyes already searching the room, Alaina had Jared sitting on her chair behind a desk; as far away as possible from Kane. “This is my workplace, you know? And I rather not have sex scandals on them.”

“You ordered them to take Gilbert to a different prison?” Jensen looked around once more.

“That’ll be all… ” He said to the guards and smiled. “He’s just pissed off over a stupid game.” The guys looked at each other before leaving.

Jensen’s eyes were fixed on Christian’s, and for once Christian looked apologetic.

“Jared… sweetheart.” Jensen said still keeping eye contact with Kane. “Go to the cafeteria and bring us all a cup of coffee please, Alaina… how do you take your coffee?” the woman looked from one to the other guy. “Nevermind, go with him.” he finally turned looking at Jared. “Be back as soon as possible.” He said smiling seeing Jared getting around the desk.

“I… I-I” Jared tried; Jensen smiled again. “It’s all right, go…”

As soon as the door closed he turned to Kane. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Christian Kane was looking at Jensen’s face. “Me? I’m the one with a problem?” he roared. “What about you? What about your whore?” he roared and then moved around the room to calm down a bit. “What about you doing stupid stuff for your toy.” He rubbed his mouth."Huh? Giving up almost 10 million dollars Jensen, is not cents, its MILLIONS!!” he shouted. “I know it means nothing to you or your family!! But I don’t have a safety blanket that nice! I had to work hard to win every fucking penny he stole…”

Jensen let out a dangerous chuckle cutting Christian’s speech. “Really? Nobody helped you? Because I do remember the poor lost kid that came into my house, and I remember he went to school with me, he was given the same things I had; not like he had nothing or nobody, my mother loved you just like another son.”

Christian didn’t cower at all. “I never was given a nice office, a bunch of platinum cards or the fucking keys of the city… princess.”

Jensen got on his face. “Don’t tempt me Christian... I have no patience…”

“Unless is for that slut, huh?” the slap hurt more than Christian thought.

Jensen was right there in his face. “I get you’re frustrated. I really do; but talk about Jared like that again and you will pay for it…” he sagged a bit. “He had no idea, okay? But I have to keep my word, every deal I do must be respected… you know that.”

“Even if that deal is making you give up millions of dollars of money that is not only yours?

Jensen nodded. “Jeremy will pay, but with the Lions here, I need Jared with me… ”

Christian snorted. “Find a different whore; take Tom’s sister fiancé, that’ll make you look powerful, and the poor bastard owes you his life.”

“It’s because of Stephen…” Jensen said. “Along with Ventimiglia, they’re the last of them. JD said so, power play.”

Kane nodded. “Right... keep lying to yourself; I’m going to Texas to the new development, and I’ll get as much of my money as I can from there” Christian turned around.

“JD said…”

“To hell with what he said!” Christian Kane didn’t turn. “You explain him.” He was at the door when he finally turned and Jensen saw a glimpse of hope. “And from now on I’m dealing with Jeremy Gilbert and everything about Winchester’s CO. since you can’t be objective.” there was nothing Jensen could say to that. “Hope your whore is worth it.”

Jensen wanted to beg his friend to stay, that he needed him, but when you’re about to inherit an empire, is more important to not look weak than to keep your friends around.

At least that’s what JD and his dad told him.

Jensen understood one thing though. He was getting too attached to Jared, he’d send him home, it was obvious Jared was in no immediate danger; except if he was with Jensen 24/7.

And the stupid idea of not being alone was a lie; he’d feel even worst when all this were over.

“Learn to be lonely.” He said as a mantra and moved into his office before going back to the meeting.

***

Alaina escorted Jared a couple floors down. “That was scary…” she said and giggled nervous as she passed a hand over her hair.

“I’m sorry…” Jared offered.

She smiled. “Don’t be, is not your fault; I had a boyfriend like him, violent, I mean…” she said smiling as they walked the hall towards the cafeteria. “That’s in part the reason for me to move here; the promise of a new start.”

Jared smiled sad. “Wish I could have one of those…”

“I’m Aliana Huffman. You know… in case, Mr. Ackles doesn’t fire me for calling security on his friend..?”

Jared smiled. “I’m Jared…” there was no reason not to give his last name he just didn’t felt like. “Nice to meet you.”

They walked into the cafeteria and Alaina waved some people around ignoring Jared. “So... how come you’re dating my boss?” she looked at him once their order had been taken.

“Long story… ” He said with a sigh as they got to the register. “It’s very complicated.”

Alaina smiled with her lips tight. “I bet it is, with Mrs. Tal is in the picture, right?”

Jared frowned. “Who?”

“Alona Tal? Mr. Ackles’ girlfriend?”

Jared understood those words as the slap they were meant to be. He remained quiet while waiting and then filled his mouth with some nameless pastry to avoid any more interaction with the secretary. That’s when his phone buzzed with an incoming message.

JAckles: Go home.
JAckles: and I mean your home.

They passed the door to find the office empty and Jared sat in Jensen’s couch for a minute. Eyes glued to the coffee in front of him.
Milo appeared by the door and with just a nod Jared followed him to the parking garage. He was going home, something had made Jensen break the deal.

All he could think about was his dad; in the same small room with the new equipment and nurses all around him; and what about Jeremy? What about his brother? With a broken leg, his face still healing, his eye ruined and tied to a wheel chair in a prison.

He did his best, he tried his best and held down his tears long enough to say good bye to Milo and wish him a good life.

***

Jensen went home alone just to change clothes and left the building with only Mark as company; her had business to attend.

Some of Mark’s men were waiting for them outside a construction site: “everything is ready, the second they get to work; they’ll find an amazing surprise.” Mark said. “Foreman is informed to reduce collateral damage.”Jensen nodded, and went back to the empty apartment.

This was better; this was something he could manage. Something he understood and could deal with.
But sometimes loneliness can be a heavy burden.

***

The city woke up with the news of 17 people death, the American branch of a company; Stark & Strider was modifying a building for their new branch head quarters, but the second the inspectors and owners got there that morning to check the advances on the site, the entire edification collapsed. Newscasters started throwing theories from foul play to the story of those specific inspectors; with several complaints about bribes and payments for their approval of permits and so.

Jared was sitting in front of the TV not knowing what to do. It had been almost three weeks since he slept alone in his house.

The bed felt familiar, but cold and empty…

Milo had come back after leaving him with a couple bags from a grocery store, a wad of bills on a golden clip and left without another word. Now here was Jared; eating the cereal Milo left, watching news about some huge mess on a construction site and wondering what he was supposed to do.

He finished his breakfast and with a deep sigh decided starting with the bad news and moved to check the neglected mail.

Most of the envelopes had changed from red to blue and black ink and he smiled for a second, until realizing that this will be the last time he’d see that. With a deep troubled breath he rubbed his eyes to pull away the tears.

***

Jensen got up and ran to the gym, the personal trainer was working with Alona on a padded floor; the petit blonde had the guy on a leg lock; he was sweating and she had her face tight and her lips pursed. It was so different from Jensen’s memories.

When they were teens – not so long ago honestly- she was all sweetness and innocence, sometimes Jensen wished she had no scars, and wished her innocence to be intact still. Sometimes Jensen wished Alona never felt the need to learn how to fight or how to inflict pain for the pleasure of it; so she could feel powerful and ready to strike back if necesary; how does it goes that quote? “Mess with someone’s head long enough and you can turn a scared little girl into an all powerful bitch”.

Jensen wished Alona was still the sweet shy little girl he fell in love with in high school.

“What are you doing there?” Sergei asked. “Warm up, cardio; and after krav maga and gilat.” Jensen nodded seeing Alona getting up on a fast cartwheel turn and prepares herself for the trainer once more.

He never felt the hour and a half of his gym session so long and so hard.

He never felt the week going away either; it was all a blink.

After JD and Mr. Ackles learn that Kane had gone away it felt even worst.

“Is this some kind of too late teen rebellion? Did you two have a fight?” JD asked not showing the anger that dripped on his voice. “I thought you two were too old for stupid quarrels.”

Jensen rubbed his face. “Not my fault.” He lied. “He needed to take care of other stuff… from our company…”

JD rolled his eyes. “Right now? That’s stupid…”

The rest of the week went away in meetings and contracts and he tried to protect himself from everything. At nights he went out with JD’s men; he had to do a lot of work, Kane’s work too; keeping business running and people in line.

He wasn’t expecting Tom’s call. “My sister is going out with the guys and I’m forced to be there, could you come please? Most of the guys are coming, even Misha.” He said. “You can bring that pretty boy of yours; I’m not sure if there will be enough partners for the rest of us singles.”

Jensen cursed his luck and said that okay he was going.

The next call was easy: “I need you, come to meet me at 54^th and Fairview.”

Jared said no but Jensen didn’t listen. He made it impossible for the boy to find a job that paid him more than minimum, and minimum was not enough for Jared’s debts.

***

Jared didn’t even had to think about it, he won’t go, he won’t meet Jensen there, he won’t do it again, not after what he forced him to do the last time. NO…

Except his dad needed an especial type of PT because of his lungs infection and with a certain change in medication – costing almost another two grand a month- his chances of recovery would improve 25%.

So he took a long bath and drank some rum; the one his mom kept for baking, and prepared himself for anything.

He never expected Milo to be at his door with a dark eye and limping. “What happened to you?”

“Jensen’s uncle happened…” he said in a bitter tone.

Jared moved to ride next to him. “Do you mind? I feel like a douche in the back when it’s just the two of us.”

Milo smiled and sat with a groan. “So… burgers before he takes you to a place where the food is scarce and over priced?” Jared smiled.

“Sure!”

***

The restaurant was one of those shit holes that for some miracle got a good review and was now in the hot spot list. Jensen hated it from the second he passed the door and a man looked at him as if he were a wet dog. “Welling’s party?” he said and looked around with the same amount of snobbery the employee showed.

He found people he hadn’t seen in years and he loathed for reasons he already forgot. There was Michael, though, and Misha, and Jason Momoa and Jason Manns; he smiled and greeted them; then he noticed her, Rachel Miner was sitting at the end of the table with a withdrawn expression and looking around feeling out of place, that was odd for her; if there was one family that people feared more than His; was Rachel’s.

“Look at you! He said. “Lady Demon in the flesh!” she blushed slightly.

“Yeah…Tom called and my dad is here to talk to yours…” she said with a shrug and an innocent smile. “Heard Mish and his wife will be here, and I won’t pass a chance to talk to Vicky.”

Jensen looked around searching for Misha. “Yeah, would it be too awkward for you?” she shook no but never said the words out loud. “You have to meet my… friend,” he said faltering, “he’s so smart, I bet you’re gonna love each other.”

Rachel’s sweet smile faltered with a pinch of sass. “Are you planning on passing on a hot guy? I claim dibs.”

Jensen’s stomach did a flip. “Not passing him, but I‘m sure you will like him.”

Rachel laughed throwing her head back a bit and then turned to the door where some people were moving. “OH My God…” she said and her voice disappeared in a gasp. “It’s him…”

“Rachel…” Jensen tried but she was up already and moving towards the door. Jared was there walking to the group after Milo opened the door for him.

Jared smiled at the driver who still was holding a paper cup half full with chocolate milkshake. “See you tomorrow Jared.” he said and then the brown eyed girl was there.

Milo let out a gasp before turning around and marching ignoring the girl’s calls.

Jared moved to Jensen wanting to ask but Jensen only held his fingers pressing a little before moving to the girl shouting for Milo. “He’s fine, Rachel, I make sure he is…” she had tears in her eyes as she hugged Jensen trying hard to control herself.

“You promise? He’s safe?” Jensen nodded without a word and kissed her hair, Jared was standing there looking uncomfortable.

“Look at this…” it was Stephen Amell walking into the restaurant as if nothing were wrong in the world. “Rachel! I guess you saw…” he turned with a smirk towards the parking lot.

“Shut the fuck up Amell.” Jensen warned as Rachel finally let him go. She had tears on her lashes still but her face was composed and controlled.

“Amell? Did they exist still? Heard nobody cares about them anymore…” she said fixing Stephen with a glare. “Heard you can’t even win a stupid bet too…” Rachel held Jensen’s hand. “Let’s go inside Jay, you said I have to meet your boyfriend, right?”

Jared heard the exchange and could feel Stephen looking at him with anger. He waited there until Jensen appeared, the way Stephen looked at him made him remember so many bad things.

“You okay?” Jensen asked as he held his hand Jared nodded but he was shaking. “Let me introduce you to my friend Rachel Miner.” He had her by the hand too and the girl smiled as she looked up, up and up to see Jared’s face.

“Damn, you’re even taller than him!” she said and offered Jared a hand. Stephen passed pushing Jensen to a side.

“Nice to meet you…”Jared offered with a shy smile.

After a couple more words they heard shouts, Alona and Julie were there shrieking at the sight of Rachel.

Jensen used the chance after greeting Alona and Julie to talk to Jared. “This is a bit different; I’m sorry, just follow my lead… this place has a very… uh… uptight etiquette.”

Jared smiled softly. “I’ll try, don’t worry.”

“Good…” Jensen fixed eyes on a dish. “UGH… is that…?” he turned with a face of pure horror. “Whatever happens, don’t order the green soup…”

“Why?” Jared turned to see the dishes passing as Jensen directed him to the table whispering. “Frog legs…”

Jared let out a laughter, real, belly shaking head thrown back laughter.

***

But Jared never got to have dinner. “Look at that, he almost looks like one of us…” Amell said when Jared took his napkin.

“Funny how things change, we said the same about you few years ago…” Jensen replied and the table laughed as he looked at Jared. “And Jared is more like one of us than you and your *street smart*”the table laughed again. Jensen looked ahead to the friends he hadn’t seen in a while. “He’s in Stanford, did you know?” the group let out sounds of surprise and admiration making Jared blush.

“Not right now…” Jared tried to explain without giving his entire situation out, no one in the table knew about him.

Jensen took his glass and made a sound calling attention to him. “He took a sabbatical because his dad needs him.”

Alona smiled sweetly. “Not to mention that he’s making my Jay a better person by osmosis.” More people laughed.

“That’s not fair; I was good person before…” Jensen said. Someone – one of the Jasons- shouted a “you wish” causing everyone to laugh.

“So tell us…” Misha’s wife asked. “How did you meet?”

Jared made a face. “Jensen had a bet with his friends, and he won…” many let out cooing sounds. “It took a couple dates…”he said. “He made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.” Jensen smiled but Jared had to hide his eyes; filled to the brim with tears.

Jensen bit his lips as he held Jared’s hand. “It’s okay… that’s the true.” and clearing his throat for the entire table. “That’s enough! Don’t scare him away yet.”

“I guess is a good thing you found Jensen so he can pay school for you, right?” Amell asked while sipping his glass. “I mean, you’re a waiter on that place that blew up, right? I bet that’s not enough to pay Stanford.”

The waiter who was pouring water snorted near Jared and Jensen huffed. “Well… I-I- that’s why I took a sabbatical; so I could help my dad while he recovers and I can go back…”

“Jensen is going to pay for you anyways… Kane said he’d do anything to keep having sex with you.” Jared blushed and once more looked down.

“Kane!” the groul out of Jensen cut the laughter off. “Stephen that’s enough…” he said, Jared looked at him his breath ragged.
“Why? Is it not true? I mean, you must be such a good fuck if you made Jensen and Kane fight.” Stephen kept going.

“Stephen!!” Misha said. Jared got up excused himself and left the table with Jensen just steps after.

“That was uncalled for.” Rachel said crossing her arms. “You can put as much lipstick on a pig as you want it won’t make him a lady.” She said; the girl moved a hand and a guy twice her size got close. “Escort him out please, Kev…”

“Yes Ma’am.” The man said and pulled Stephen out of the room by his jacket.

***

Jared sat on the alley near the restaurant trying hard to control his breathing. “I’m sorry…” Jensen was there. “I should...”

Jared was shaking his head. “Nothing to be sorry for.” He sobbed. “He’s right.”

Jensen sat next to him. “He’s not. I’m not gonna pay your college.” Jared tried to smile but he couldn’t. “This is not like that; we didn’t even had sex yet…”

Jared snorted bitterly. “I guess that’s why I was called for, huh? So you can get what you paid for…”

“I’m not a rapist; I won’t force you into full on sex; do I look like I need to pay for it?” Jared looked at his face and shrugged. “I won’t force you into it; not until you come to me…” he bent down and kissed him, tender and soft and Jared whined; he needed this, needed to get lost in something else than pain.

Jensen moved his lips from Jared’s lips to his jaw to his neck as his hands caressed his sides; suddenly he held him by the arms and before Jared noticed it, he was up and against the wall. Jared’s hands flew around him when the movement made him loose his footing. “How could you believe it’s just for the sex?” Jensen said and Jared closed his eyes lost in sensation, this time he could feel his dick getting interested, this time Jensen felt it too and chuckled. “Tell me… about your family…”

Jared gasped and let out a groan. “No… no, mood killer…”

Jensen bit his neck and electricity ran down his back. “Tell me…” the ghost of warm breath against his skin made him close his eyes.

Jared groaned as Jensen’s hips pistoned against his straining pants. “I went to college with peanuts…” Jensen chuckled. “my dad met my mom when they were very young and their first date was on a town fair; my dad knew he’d marry her that day, and when he offered to buy her something she said that they should save the money for their kids’ college…” a lick and a soft bite on his neck and he forgot what he was saying before Jensen moved his hands to Jared’s butt pulling him closer, rubbing their groins together frantically. “They saved the amount of a bag of peanuts every time they dated…” he mewled at the touch of Jensen’s fingers on his back; sneaking into his pants. “That’s awesome… that feels awesome…” he said pressing himself closer against Jensen.

“Go on…” Jensen said against his clavicle, Jared let out a moan; he felt the hard uneven surface of the blocks against his back, the smell of garbage and piss from the alley but he didn’t care. He felt the telltales of his orgasm, the heat, his balls tightening, his dick twitching against the coarse material of his trousers and the hardness of Jensen’s own.

“By the time they married I already had a trust fund for college… it’ll paid a big part of it, but Jeremy needed that money to invest; and I said it was okay, I had a scholarship anyways… ” And then it hit him, the memory of his brother, Herbert and the dean’s assistant and his hard on wilted away. “And then everything went to hell…” Jensen groaned feeling Jared going limp.

“Gosh… I’m gonna die of blue balls.” he mumbled against Jared’s neck. “Do you want to go home?” he asked. “I seriously don’t feel like going back with them.” Jared nodded. “Okay, call Milo, I’ll go say good bye.” Then he called for Jared once more. “Next time you can put Amell on his place.” Jared smiled.

It took minutes before they were in the car, and Jensen pulled Jared to his lap, as if someone were looking; held him close and kissed him without explanation or justification, just kisses and caresses, both had their eyes closed.

It felt better than they thought.

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Part TIRTEEN