Supernatural: Extracurricular Activities (Jensen/Colin Ford AU, NC-17) 12/?
Title: Extracurricular Activities
Pairing: Supernatural RPS, Jensen/Colin Ford (with past J2)
Rating: Overall NC-17
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is my filthy thoughts
Warnings/kinks: UNDERAGE (Colin is 15 in this fic), age difference, student/teacher relationship
Summary: Six months ago Jensen made the decision to make a new start after a bad break up, and now he finds himself not in his native Texas, but in Nashville, Tennessee, completely alone for the first time in his life. He’s the new English teacher at school where he meets Colin, the kid who makes an impression on him in more ways than one! ;)
A/N: Some plot, it was about time, right? LOL
Colin races downstairs from the shower, suddenly nervous of seeing Jensen despite what they’d done only half an hour previous. He stops short outside the kitchen when he hears voices and his heart sinks...his time with Jensen is over. He tries so push down the feeling of disappointment but it’s no good, all he wanted was a little more time with the man but that had been taken from him. He puts on his best fake smile and enters the room.
“Oh hi, honey,” his mom says, “I wondered where you were!”
Jensen looks over her shoulder at him while she’s turn away, giving him an apologetic look and honestly, he looks as miserable as Colin feels. He schools his face as she turns back around, “I was just telling your mom how there was an incident with the ice cream and you had to wash off what exploded!”
“Uh, yeah,” he replies, “it was everywhere, a real sticky mess.”
Jensen covers a laugh with a fake cough, “Excuse me, sorry, frog in my throat!” he bumps a fist on his sternum a couple of times to try and sell it.
“Let me get you a drink,” his mom says, rushing towards the cupboard to get down a glass and filling it with water from the fridge, “here you go,” she hands to Jensen, smiling when he drinks half in one gulp, “I really can’t you how much appreciate you helping us out, today. I have to go to work in a little while but you’re welcome to stay for dinner as a thank you.”
Colin’s heart beats faster but he’s not sure if it’s excitement or fear that the man will say yes and he’ll have to be around Jensen without getting to touch him, then he suddenly remembers something, “I thought you said no extra shifts this weekend, mom.”
She turns to him with an awkward look on her face, “I’m sorry, honey, but Diane called while I was waiting for Triple A, who came much sooner than we all anticipated, thankfully! We’re really short staffed at the hospital, one of the other nurses handed in her notice… and, well, it looks like the car’s going to need some work so I can’t really say no to the overtime.”
“Maybe I should go,” Jensen says, quietly, “it sounds like you’ve got your hands full.”
The teen’s going to argue but realises he doesn’t have any viable reason - in other people’s eyes, anyway - for asking his teacher to stay, so he stays quiet, scuffing his socked foot along the floor.
“Please, I insist,” she replies a little too quickly for Colin’s liking, “unless you think that would be weird, of course?” The hope in her voice is obvious and it makes his blood boil with jealousy, again.
Jensen looks between her and Colin a couple of times, hesitating, until he square his shoulders and says something the teen didn’t expect to hear, “Well... I guess I did make a point earlier about us teachers being human and needing to eat, so sure, why not? Thank you, Mrs Ford!”
Colin’s gobsmacked and he hears a noise come out of his own mouth but isn’t sure what it is, “What?” he says, trying to keep his voice steady.
“Great,” his mom says with a massive smile on her face, “and please, call me Kim.”
“OK, then, Kim, how about I run my own groceries home and since you don’t have much time if you have to get to work, I could bring take out back,” he turns to look directly at Colin and he feels like he has a deer in the headlights look, “I mean if that would be OK with Colin, of course. I’m pretty sure most kids don’t want to be hanging out with their teachers!” As two sets of eyes are looking at him, the teen blinks, unsure of what to say, then Jensen comes to the rescue, “I wouldn’t want to interrupt your movie night… you did say you were spending time with Elle, tonight, right? If your mom has to work I could run you around there, y’know, be a true knight in shining armour?” he laughs. Colin can tell it’s fake but his mom obviously buys it.
“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” she says, reaching out to lay a hand on Jensen’s arm and Colin wants to march over and rip it off his man, “surely you have better things to do on a Saturday night?”
Colin shakes his head, he can’t believe she’s being so fucking transparent, “Mom….” he protests but Jensen speaks before he can say more.
“Mrs F-,” he subtly angles his body away from her so that she has to move her hand, “Kim, it’s fine, I was going to see Rachel tonight, anyway, two birds, one stone…” he looks at her with a sweet smile - again, fake, because Colin’s seen it in class where Jensen’s trying to stay patient with students - and of course his mom buys it.
“Oh,” she blushes a little, much to Colin’s amusement, “Rachel, of course you want to see her, silly me!”
Jensen frowns a little then the penny drops - she thinks they’re a couple, as have many others over the past few months, “What can I tell ya?” his accent exaggerated again, voice syrupy sweet, “She’s one in a million!”
He’s a genius, Colin thinks, he’s not confirmed they’re dating but hasn’t outright said they’re not, either. He can’t help the smile that spreads across his face, “Ugh, I don’t need to hear that from my teacher!” he says, sounding as disgusted as possible, straightening his face as his mom turns to look at him.
“Leave him be, Colin, one day you’ll be in love then you’ll know what it’s like wanting to be with someone all the time!”
He’s saved from having to reply to her by Jensen asking if he can use the bathroom before he heads home, “Sure,” he replies, moving to the side, “up the stairs, second door on the right.”
He turns back to him mom who is unashamedly watching Jensen’s ass as he leaves the room, biting her lip and shaking her head, “Damn, what a waste!”
“Mom,” he whines, ignoring her laughter as he goes to get himself a drink. He hears a WhatsApp sound play behind him - Jensen’s notification tone - he must have pulled his phone out the second he was out of sight and that makes Colin a little tingly.
“That’s you, honey,” his mom says, pointing at his phone on the counter. It goes off again and she picks it up and hands it out to him, frowns a little as it goes off for a third time. She looks down and Colin starts to panic a little as she glances at the screen very briefly, before he remembers he put a content lock on so the message text doesn’t display, just a name and number of messages. She looks at him with a sly smile, “Somebody’s keen!”
“Give that to me,” he says making a grab for the phone, feeling a blush creep across his cheeks, “it’s personal!”
His mom pulls her hand back, making a show of looking at the display, “Cedric, three messages,” she reads, her tone teasing, “do you have an admirer?”
Colin jumps when Jensen’s voice comes from behind them, “Who’s got an admirer?” he’s smirking, looking expectantly at Colin’s mom, then over to Colin, himself.
“Somebody called Cedric really wants to talk to my boy, here!” she finally lets Colin grab the phone and he blushes even more, glancing over at Jensen to see the amused look on his face, “So, is he hot?” she wiggles her eyebrows and the teen wants the ground to swallow him up, “Is it someone from school?”
“Mom!” he says even more incredulously, looking over at Jensen who’s still smirking and putting his leather jacket back on, fishing his keys from the pocket.
“I can be patient,” she says, then frowns again, “why do I know that name?”
Jensen clears his throat and smiles broadly, then Colin knows he’s been busted and the man knows what his name is stored under, “There’s Cedric Diggory, you know from the Harry Potter books, right Colin?”
“Yes, that’s it!” his mom says, “wasn’t Rachel crushing on the guy playing him in that Harry Potter film?”
“Wasn’t everyone? He was hot in The Goblet of Fire, not so much in Twilight!” Colin says before he can stop himself.
“Is that right?” Jensen says, laughing more, “Hot and into Harry Potter? Sounds like a real catch to me! I’d better go, I’ll be back in an hour. Thai OK?”
“Kill me now!” Colin says into his hands as he covers his face and sinks into one of the dining chairs.
“Aww, honey,” his mom says, ruffling his hair, “you keep your secret hot guy, I’m only jealous! Thank you, Jensen, Thai would be great.”
The door closes and his mom ruffles his hair again, “I’m gonna jump in the shower and get ready for work before that fine specimen gets back here with food.”
“Are you working the whole night?” he asks, knowing what the answer answer is going to be because it’s always the same.
“‘fraid so, kiddo.”
Colin waits until he hears her moving around upstairs before he unlocks the phone and reads Jensen’s messages.
Cedric: Your mom has the shittiest timing! When did Triple A get so fucking quick? :(
Cedric: I wanted to feel you in my arms again while we had time. You made me so hot. We’re definitely doing that again… and much more! ;)
Cedric: Fuck it, fake a headache to stay home tonight. We can at least have a couple of hours, right?
Jensen left the Ford house not even five minutes ago and he smiles to himself as Colin’s notification tone pings his WhatsApp. He couldn’t resist sending the messages as soon as he was out of sight, knowing there’d be a nickname on the display…call him evil if you will, he’ll just call it a mischievous streak, and Colin’s teased him more than enough, a little payback is warranted! He’s also relieved that they’d managed to pull of being together in a room again without giving in any indication there was anything going on between them.
He makes himself put his groceries away before taking his phone out of his pocket, even though he desperately wants to see the teen’s replies. Ten minutes later and he’s got everything away, including the cheese he’d forgotten he’d bought that should’ve gone in the fridge, but it’s safe to say the ice cream on Colin’s body was the only dairy product he was interested in once they’d gotten into the house! He finally opens the messages with a nervous flutter in his stomach, he doesn’t know what came over him agreeing to dinner, he just hopes it doesn’t backfire.
Dobby: You fucker, she’s gonna hound me now wanting to know who Cedric is!
Dobby: It *was* hot, always is with you. You’re gonna to have to teach me everything you know! ;)
I really want to be in your arms again, too. :(
Dobby: I’m beginning to get concerned about all this plotting you’re doing, it makes me think you’re really an evil wizard come to prey on little innocent me. No more like a wolf watching and waiting to pounce. OMG, you’re Fenrir Greyback come to feast on the young! xD
Good news, she’s working all night so plenty of time!
Jensen’s relieved, happy and amused all over again. He probably should wait to reply, or even do it in person but he can’t resist, a feeling he can’t seem to overcome, lately.
JA: I was merely trying to plant the idea that you’re into someone so you have a reason to be, oh I don’t know, staying late at school...hanging out with new people … going on dates? You’re welcome! ;)
JA: I assure you I intend to teach you as much as you’re willing to learn. I’m a BIG fan of practical exams, JSYK! ;)
JA: Shit, I didn’t see that coming. I can work with all night.
Ha, I’m a big, bad wolf, huh? I can’t think of anyone I’d rather feast on than you. Please remind me to buy you a red hoodie, we can roleplay! :P
After a quick shower and change of clothes Jensen heads to his favourite Thai place and buys up half the menu after realising he has no idea what anyone likes. He’d thought about calling then realised he couldn’t - the only way to legitimately get Kim’s emergency contact details is via the school, so that’s not happening. He can’t call Colin because he’s sure as shit ain’t meant to have a student’s number. A small pang of guilt wriggles in his stomach as he tries not to think about all the things he’s not meant to when it comes to the teen. There’s so much he shouldn’t have done with - or feel for - Colin. He pushes it away as much as he can...he’s not what you’d call comfortable with this development, but he thinks that after the mess with Jared he’s entitled to some happiness wherever he can get it.
He pulls back into the Ford driveway even more nervous than before, if that’s possible. His palms are sweating from the risk he’s taking yet again, the memory of what he and Colin did here, earlier, and the worry that he’s not going to be able to keep up the charade of being interested in the teen purely as a student. He gives himself a mental pep talk before grabbing the bags of food and his messenger bag, which was a last minute decision and another example of how deceitful he really could be when it comes to finding excuses to spend time with his boy.
Colin’s jittery as hell, he misses Jensen which he knows is stupid since the man only left an hour ago but that’s just how it is. Feelings don’t have to be rational, alright? His breath catches in his throat and his heart starts pounding when he hears a car door slam in the driveway. He jumps to his feet and waits, straining his ears to listen for Jensen’s footsteps, waiting until he thinks they’re almost at the door before rushing to it. He opens it just as Jensen’s raising his hand to the doorbell, stopping mid stretch to beam at Colin who knows he’s smiling at him with soft eyes. He wants to throw himself into the man’s arms, his whole body is itching to do it, but instead he settles for a small nod and stands to the side to let Jensen in.
“Grab one of these will, you?” Jensen says, climbing the step and juggling two bags while also trying to stop the strap of his messenger bag sliding off his shoulder.
Colin frowns but takes a bag, taking it into the kitchen and setting it down on the counter. He hears the door close and then Jensen’s next to him, setting the other bag down, “What’s with the work bag?” he asks.
Jensen shakes his head, letting the strap fall not bothering to look where it’s dropped to the floor. He turns his head, tilting it slightly like a dog honing in on a sound, stepping towards him when he seems satisfied they’re alone. Colin’s body heats up as Jensen gets closer, grabbing the man’s hips at the same time as he feels his cheeks being enveloped by warm hands and then a series of soft, wet kisses on his lips. He lets out a small moan and Jensen pulls back, listening again then leaning in for another kiss, this time on the forehead, “Mmm,” he hums in the back of his throat, smiling at Colin in a way that makes his insides feel like goo, “Hi!”
The teens slides his hands up Jensen’s chest, feeling hot flesh over hard muscle, “Hi,” he whispers, afraid to break the spell if he speaks any louder, “I…” he drops his head, feeling a little embarrassed but looking up into those green eyes quickly before they run out of time, “I missed you.”
Jensen brushes his thumb over Colin’s cheek, tenderly and smiles, “Missed you, too, baby boy.”
Colin wants to lean in for another kiss but he can hear his mom coming down the stairs so he quickly moves away from Jensen and pulls down some plates from the cupboard. He hears the rustle of plastic bags as the food is unpacked.
“Hey, Jensen,” Kim says, sounding surprised, “I didn’t hear the doorbell.”
“I think I was a little heavy handed closing the door of my truck,” Jensen says without missing a beat, “Colin must’ve heard it, I didn’t need to ring the bell.”
“He was probably counting down the minutes until the food arrived,” his mom said teasingly, ruffling his hair, “I think he has hollow feet!”
“Mom, shut up!” the teen says, no real heat behind it because his stomach chooses that moment to grumble loud enough for all three of them to hear it.
“C’mon, let’s eat!” Jensen laughs, sliding the food containers towards them both.
They eat in relative silence for a few minutes, Colin not being the only one who was hungry, after all. In fairness he doesn’t want to speak, he doesn’t trust his voice not to come out as a squeak or low and gravely with lust, watching Jensen licking the grease from his lips is torture. The teen is rock hard in his sweats and he keeps having to shift slightly to ease the pressure on his hard cock.
“So, I do have kind of an ulterior motive for being here,” Jensen announces in a casual voice after a little while. Colin’s stomach drops, as does the fork in his hand, making them all jump.
“Sorry!” he says, quickly, hoping the panic he’s feeling isn’t evident. He can feel his eyes wide open and it feels like something heavy is pressing on his chest because what the fuck is Jensen doing?
Kim puts down her fork, “Oh?” she says with a small frown on her face, turning towards Jensen slightly, “And what might that be?”
A tattoo of shit, shit, shit thumps through Colin’s head as his heart beats so hard he’s pretty sure it can be seen through his chest.
Jensen looks directly at him which does nothing to help the teen’s fear, before he smiles a little, “Well I don’t know if Colin has told you, but we had a chat about how I think he and a couple of the other students might improve their grades?”
His mom frowns a little more as she turns to look at Colin, “Uh, no,” she looks back at Jensen with what the teen recognises as worry in her eyes, “I thought he was doing well…” she leaves it open.
Jensen puts down his fork and nods, “He is, he is,” he wipes his mouth on a napkin before giving her a toothy grin that makes Colin’s stomach flip flop a little, “I’m sorry, I could’ve worded that better. Like I said before,” a look directly at the teen and a small smile, “he’s one of my best students, though with a little extra work I’m confident he could raise his grade,” he points to his messenger bag on the side and Colin feels the panic recede a little, letting out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding, “I hope you don’t mind, I know it’s Saturday and all, but I brought a couple of books and papers with me, just an example of what he’d be looking at. I’d be happy to spend a little time with Colin, maybe some private tutoring… if that’d be cool with you?”
Colin in stunned into silence. He holds his breath as his mom is clearly considering the idea. She looks between him, Jensen’s bag and the man himself, “Baby,” she turns to look at him and the teen feels like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, “what do you say, is that something you’d be interested in?”
He looks down at the table then up at Jensen who’s giving him an encouraging smile. The teen jumps a little when he feels the man’s foot hook around the outside of his ankle and pull a little. He’s trying to keep his breathing even as he looks at his mom, then Jensen, “Private tutoring?”
“Sure, it’d only have to be a couple of hours,” he looks at Kim, “twice a week, maybe?” her face falls a little and the teen knows instantly that she’s worrying about money. Jensen seems to read that, too, and he holds up a hand, “I wouldn’t want paying, of course, it would only be for a few weeks until Colin’s on the right path, the rest of the work he’d need to do on his own.”
Colin looks at his him, waiting for her reaction, “I couldn’t ask you to do that, Jensen,” she says with a sad tone, “if you think he needs extra tutoring I’ll take some extra shifts…”
Jensen looks at Colin and raises an eyebrow as subtly as he can as if to say work with me, here!
“No, mom,” he says quickly, “you’re taking enough shifts as it is,” there’s disappointment in his voice, he’s kicking himself for passing up the chance to spend more time with Jensen - with his mother’s permission, no less! - when Jensen takes him by surprise, yet again.
“How about a little quid pro quo? I tutor Colin and in return he can help me out with some extra stuff at school? I’m sure I can find ways for him to make himself useful.”
Colin can only blink, surely his mom wouldn’t agree to that… would she?
Chapter 13
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Pairing: Supernatural RPS, Jensen/Colin Ford (with past J2)
Rating: Overall NC-17
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is my filthy thoughts
Warnings/kinks: UNDERAGE (Colin is 15 in this fic), age difference, student/teacher relationship
Summary: Six months ago Jensen made the decision to make a new start after a bad break up, and now he finds himself not in his native Texas, but in Nashville, Tennessee, completely alone for the first time in his life. He’s the new English teacher at school where he meets Colin, the kid who makes an impression on him in more ways than one! ;)
A/N: Some plot, it was about time, right? LOL
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Colin races downstairs from the shower, suddenly nervous of seeing Jensen despite what they’d done only half an hour previous. He stops short outside the kitchen when he hears voices and his heart sinks...his time with Jensen is over. He tries so push down the feeling of disappointment but it’s no good, all he wanted was a little more time with the man but that had been taken from him. He puts on his best fake smile and enters the room.
“Oh hi, honey,” his mom says, “I wondered where you were!”
Jensen looks over her shoulder at him while she’s turn away, giving him an apologetic look and honestly, he looks as miserable as Colin feels. He schools his face as she turns back around, “I was just telling your mom how there was an incident with the ice cream and you had to wash off what exploded!”
“Uh, yeah,” he replies, “it was everywhere, a real sticky mess.”
Jensen covers a laugh with a fake cough, “Excuse me, sorry, frog in my throat!” he bumps a fist on his sternum a couple of times to try and sell it.
“Let me get you a drink,” his mom says, rushing towards the cupboard to get down a glass and filling it with water from the fridge, “here you go,” she hands to Jensen, smiling when he drinks half in one gulp, “I really can’t you how much appreciate you helping us out, today. I have to go to work in a little while but you’re welcome to stay for dinner as a thank you.”
Colin’s heart beats faster but he’s not sure if it’s excitement or fear that the man will say yes and he’ll have to be around Jensen without getting to touch him, then he suddenly remembers something, “I thought you said no extra shifts this weekend, mom.”
She turns to him with an awkward look on her face, “I’m sorry, honey, but Diane called while I was waiting for Triple A, who came much sooner than we all anticipated, thankfully! We’re really short staffed at the hospital, one of the other nurses handed in her notice… and, well, it looks like the car’s going to need some work so I can’t really say no to the overtime.”
“Maybe I should go,” Jensen says, quietly, “it sounds like you’ve got your hands full.”
The teen’s going to argue but realises he doesn’t have any viable reason - in other people’s eyes, anyway - for asking his teacher to stay, so he stays quiet, scuffing his socked foot along the floor.
“Please, I insist,” she replies a little too quickly for Colin’s liking, “unless you think that would be weird, of course?” The hope in her voice is obvious and it makes his blood boil with jealousy, again.
Jensen looks between her and Colin a couple of times, hesitating, until he square his shoulders and says something the teen didn’t expect to hear, “Well... I guess I did make a point earlier about us teachers being human and needing to eat, so sure, why not? Thank you, Mrs Ford!”
Colin’s gobsmacked and he hears a noise come out of his own mouth but isn’t sure what it is, “What?” he says, trying to keep his voice steady.
“Great,” his mom says with a massive smile on her face, “and please, call me Kim.”
“OK, then, Kim, how about I run my own groceries home and since you don’t have much time if you have to get to work, I could bring take out back,” he turns to look directly at Colin and he feels like he has a deer in the headlights look, “I mean if that would be OK with Colin, of course. I’m pretty sure most kids don’t want to be hanging out with their teachers!” As two sets of eyes are looking at him, the teen blinks, unsure of what to say, then Jensen comes to the rescue, “I wouldn’t want to interrupt your movie night… you did say you were spending time with Elle, tonight, right? If your mom has to work I could run you around there, y’know, be a true knight in shining armour?” he laughs. Colin can tell it’s fake but his mom obviously buys it.
“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” she says, reaching out to lay a hand on Jensen’s arm and Colin wants to march over and rip it off his man, “surely you have better things to do on a Saturday night?”
Colin shakes his head, he can’t believe she’s being so fucking transparent, “Mom….” he protests but Jensen speaks before he can say more.
“Mrs F-,” he subtly angles his body away from her so that she has to move her hand, “Kim, it’s fine, I was going to see Rachel tonight, anyway, two birds, one stone…” he looks at her with a sweet smile - again, fake, because Colin’s seen it in class where Jensen’s trying to stay patient with students - and of course his mom buys it.
“Oh,” she blushes a little, much to Colin’s amusement, “Rachel, of course you want to see her, silly me!”
Jensen frowns a little then the penny drops - she thinks they’re a couple, as have many others over the past few months, “What can I tell ya?” his accent exaggerated again, voice syrupy sweet, “She’s one in a million!”
He’s a genius, Colin thinks, he’s not confirmed they’re dating but hasn’t outright said they’re not, either. He can’t help the smile that spreads across his face, “Ugh, I don’t need to hear that from my teacher!” he says, sounding as disgusted as possible, straightening his face as his mom turns to look at him.
“Leave him be, Colin, one day you’ll be in love then you’ll know what it’s like wanting to be with someone all the time!”
He’s saved from having to reply to her by Jensen asking if he can use the bathroom before he heads home, “Sure,” he replies, moving to the side, “up the stairs, second door on the right.”
He turns back to him mom who is unashamedly watching Jensen’s ass as he leaves the room, biting her lip and shaking her head, “Damn, what a waste!”
“Mom,” he whines, ignoring her laughter as he goes to get himself a drink. He hears a WhatsApp sound play behind him - Jensen’s notification tone - he must have pulled his phone out the second he was out of sight and that makes Colin a little tingly.
“That’s you, honey,” his mom says, pointing at his phone on the counter. It goes off again and she picks it up and hands it out to him, frowns a little as it goes off for a third time. She looks down and Colin starts to panic a little as she glances at the screen very briefly, before he remembers he put a content lock on so the message text doesn’t display, just a name and number of messages. She looks at him with a sly smile, “Somebody’s keen!”
“Give that to me,” he says making a grab for the phone, feeling a blush creep across his cheeks, “it’s personal!”
His mom pulls her hand back, making a show of looking at the display, “Cedric, three messages,” she reads, her tone teasing, “do you have an admirer?”
Colin jumps when Jensen’s voice comes from behind them, “Who’s got an admirer?” he’s smirking, looking expectantly at Colin’s mom, then over to Colin, himself.
“Somebody called Cedric really wants to talk to my boy, here!” she finally lets Colin grab the phone and he blushes even more, glancing over at Jensen to see the amused look on his face, “So, is he hot?” she wiggles her eyebrows and the teen wants the ground to swallow him up, “Is it someone from school?”
“Mom!” he says even more incredulously, looking over at Jensen who’s still smirking and putting his leather jacket back on, fishing his keys from the pocket.
“I can be patient,” she says, then frowns again, “why do I know that name?”
Jensen clears his throat and smiles broadly, then Colin knows he’s been busted and the man knows what his name is stored under, “There’s Cedric Diggory, you know from the Harry Potter books, right Colin?”
“Yes, that’s it!” his mom says, “wasn’t Rachel crushing on the guy playing him in that Harry Potter film?”
“Wasn’t everyone? He was hot in The Goblet of Fire, not so much in Twilight!” Colin says before he can stop himself.
“Is that right?” Jensen says, laughing more, “Hot and into Harry Potter? Sounds like a real catch to me! I’d better go, I’ll be back in an hour. Thai OK?”
“Kill me now!” Colin says into his hands as he covers his face and sinks into one of the dining chairs.
“Aww, honey,” his mom says, ruffling his hair, “you keep your secret hot guy, I’m only jealous! Thank you, Jensen, Thai would be great.”
The door closes and his mom ruffles his hair again, “I’m gonna jump in the shower and get ready for work before that fine specimen gets back here with food.”
“Are you working the whole night?” he asks, knowing what the answer answer is going to be because it’s always the same.
“‘fraid so, kiddo.”
Colin waits until he hears her moving around upstairs before he unlocks the phone and reads Jensen’s messages.
Cedric: Your mom has the shittiest timing! When did Triple A get so fucking quick? :(
Cedric: I wanted to feel you in my arms again while we had time. You made me so hot. We’re definitely doing that again… and much more! ;)
Cedric: Fuck it, fake a headache to stay home tonight. We can at least have a couple of hours, right?
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Jensen left the Ford house not even five minutes ago and he smiles to himself as Colin’s notification tone pings his WhatsApp. He couldn’t resist sending the messages as soon as he was out of sight, knowing there’d be a nickname on the display…call him evil if you will, he’ll just call it a mischievous streak, and Colin’s teased him more than enough, a little payback is warranted! He’s also relieved that they’d managed to pull of being together in a room again without giving in any indication there was anything going on between them.
He makes himself put his groceries away before taking his phone out of his pocket, even though he desperately wants to see the teen’s replies. Ten minutes later and he’s got everything away, including the cheese he’d forgotten he’d bought that should’ve gone in the fridge, but it’s safe to say the ice cream on Colin’s body was the only dairy product he was interested in once they’d gotten into the house! He finally opens the messages with a nervous flutter in his stomach, he doesn’t know what came over him agreeing to dinner, he just hopes it doesn’t backfire.
Dobby: You fucker, she’s gonna hound me now wanting to know who Cedric is!
Dobby: It *was* hot, always is with you. You’re gonna to have to teach me everything you know! ;)
I really want to be in your arms again, too. :(
Dobby: I’m beginning to get concerned about all this plotting you’re doing, it makes me think you’re really an evil wizard come to prey on little innocent me. No more like a wolf watching and waiting to pounce. OMG, you’re Fenrir Greyback come to feast on the young! xD
Good news, she’s working all night so plenty of time!
Jensen’s relieved, happy and amused all over again. He probably should wait to reply, or even do it in person but he can’t resist, a feeling he can’t seem to overcome, lately.
JA: I was merely trying to plant the idea that you’re into someone so you have a reason to be, oh I don’t know, staying late at school...hanging out with new people … going on dates? You’re welcome! ;)
JA: I assure you I intend to teach you as much as you’re willing to learn. I’m a BIG fan of practical exams, JSYK! ;)
JA: Shit, I didn’t see that coming. I can work with all night.
Ha, I’m a big, bad wolf, huh? I can’t think of anyone I’d rather feast on than you. Please remind me to buy you a red hoodie, we can roleplay! :P
After a quick shower and change of clothes Jensen heads to his favourite Thai place and buys up half the menu after realising he has no idea what anyone likes. He’d thought about calling then realised he couldn’t - the only way to legitimately get Kim’s emergency contact details is via the school, so that’s not happening. He can’t call Colin because he’s sure as shit ain’t meant to have a student’s number. A small pang of guilt wriggles in his stomach as he tries not to think about all the things he’s not meant to when it comes to the teen. There’s so much he shouldn’t have done with - or feel for - Colin. He pushes it away as much as he can...he’s not what you’d call comfortable with this development, but he thinks that after the mess with Jared he’s entitled to some happiness wherever he can get it.
He pulls back into the Ford driveway even more nervous than before, if that’s possible. His palms are sweating from the risk he’s taking yet again, the memory of what he and Colin did here, earlier, and the worry that he’s not going to be able to keep up the charade of being interested in the teen purely as a student. He gives himself a mental pep talk before grabbing the bags of food and his messenger bag, which was a last minute decision and another example of how deceitful he really could be when it comes to finding excuses to spend time with his boy.
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Colin’s jittery as hell, he misses Jensen which he knows is stupid since the man only left an hour ago but that’s just how it is. Feelings don’t have to be rational, alright? His breath catches in his throat and his heart starts pounding when he hears a car door slam in the driveway. He jumps to his feet and waits, straining his ears to listen for Jensen’s footsteps, waiting until he thinks they’re almost at the door before rushing to it. He opens it just as Jensen’s raising his hand to the doorbell, stopping mid stretch to beam at Colin who knows he’s smiling at him with soft eyes. He wants to throw himself into the man’s arms, his whole body is itching to do it, but instead he settles for a small nod and stands to the side to let Jensen in.
“Grab one of these will, you?” Jensen says, climbing the step and juggling two bags while also trying to stop the strap of his messenger bag sliding off his shoulder.
Colin frowns but takes a bag, taking it into the kitchen and setting it down on the counter. He hears the door close and then Jensen’s next to him, setting the other bag down, “What’s with the work bag?” he asks.
Jensen shakes his head, letting the strap fall not bothering to look where it’s dropped to the floor. He turns his head, tilting it slightly like a dog honing in on a sound, stepping towards him when he seems satisfied they’re alone. Colin’s body heats up as Jensen gets closer, grabbing the man’s hips at the same time as he feels his cheeks being enveloped by warm hands and then a series of soft, wet kisses on his lips. He lets out a small moan and Jensen pulls back, listening again then leaning in for another kiss, this time on the forehead, “Mmm,” he hums in the back of his throat, smiling at Colin in a way that makes his insides feel like goo, “Hi!”
The teens slides his hands up Jensen’s chest, feeling hot flesh over hard muscle, “Hi,” he whispers, afraid to break the spell if he speaks any louder, “I…” he drops his head, feeling a little embarrassed but looking up into those green eyes quickly before they run out of time, “I missed you.”
Jensen brushes his thumb over Colin’s cheek, tenderly and smiles, “Missed you, too, baby boy.”
Colin wants to lean in for another kiss but he can hear his mom coming down the stairs so he quickly moves away from Jensen and pulls down some plates from the cupboard. He hears the rustle of plastic bags as the food is unpacked.
“Hey, Jensen,” Kim says, sounding surprised, “I didn’t hear the doorbell.”
“I think I was a little heavy handed closing the door of my truck,” Jensen says without missing a beat, “Colin must’ve heard it, I didn’t need to ring the bell.”
“He was probably counting down the minutes until the food arrived,” his mom said teasingly, ruffling his hair, “I think he has hollow feet!”
“Mom, shut up!” the teen says, no real heat behind it because his stomach chooses that moment to grumble loud enough for all three of them to hear it.
“C’mon, let’s eat!” Jensen laughs, sliding the food containers towards them both.
They eat in relative silence for a few minutes, Colin not being the only one who was hungry, after all. In fairness he doesn’t want to speak, he doesn’t trust his voice not to come out as a squeak or low and gravely with lust, watching Jensen licking the grease from his lips is torture. The teen is rock hard in his sweats and he keeps having to shift slightly to ease the pressure on his hard cock.
“So, I do have kind of an ulterior motive for being here,” Jensen announces in a casual voice after a little while. Colin’s stomach drops, as does the fork in his hand, making them all jump.
“Sorry!” he says, quickly, hoping the panic he’s feeling isn’t evident. He can feel his eyes wide open and it feels like something heavy is pressing on his chest because what the fuck is Jensen doing?
Kim puts down her fork, “Oh?” she says with a small frown on her face, turning towards Jensen slightly, “And what might that be?”
A tattoo of shit, shit, shit thumps through Colin’s head as his heart beats so hard he’s pretty sure it can be seen through his chest.
Jensen looks directly at him which does nothing to help the teen’s fear, before he smiles a little, “Well I don’t know if Colin has told you, but we had a chat about how I think he and a couple of the other students might improve their grades?”
His mom frowns a little more as she turns to look at Colin, “Uh, no,” she looks back at Jensen with what the teen recognises as worry in her eyes, “I thought he was doing well…” she leaves it open.
Jensen puts down his fork and nods, “He is, he is,” he wipes his mouth on a napkin before giving her a toothy grin that makes Colin’s stomach flip flop a little, “I’m sorry, I could’ve worded that better. Like I said before,” a look directly at the teen and a small smile, “he’s one of my best students, though with a little extra work I’m confident he could raise his grade,” he points to his messenger bag on the side and Colin feels the panic recede a little, letting out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding, “I hope you don’t mind, I know it’s Saturday and all, but I brought a couple of books and papers with me, just an example of what he’d be looking at. I’d be happy to spend a little time with Colin, maybe some private tutoring… if that’d be cool with you?”
Colin in stunned into silence. He holds his breath as his mom is clearly considering the idea. She looks between him, Jensen’s bag and the man himself, “Baby,” she turns to look at him and the teen feels like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, “what do you say, is that something you’d be interested in?”
He looks down at the table then up at Jensen who’s giving him an encouraging smile. The teen jumps a little when he feels the man’s foot hook around the outside of his ankle and pull a little. He’s trying to keep his breathing even as he looks at his mom, then Jensen, “Private tutoring?”
“Sure, it’d only have to be a couple of hours,” he looks at Kim, “twice a week, maybe?” her face falls a little and the teen knows instantly that she’s worrying about money. Jensen seems to read that, too, and he holds up a hand, “I wouldn’t want paying, of course, it would only be for a few weeks until Colin’s on the right path, the rest of the work he’d need to do on his own.”
Colin looks at his him, waiting for her reaction, “I couldn’t ask you to do that, Jensen,” she says with a sad tone, “if you think he needs extra tutoring I’ll take some extra shifts…”
Jensen looks at Colin and raises an eyebrow as subtly as he can as if to say work with me, here!
“No, mom,” he says quickly, “you’re taking enough shifts as it is,” there’s disappointment in his voice, he’s kicking himself for passing up the chance to spend more time with Jensen - with his mother’s permission, no less! - when Jensen takes him by surprise, yet again.
“How about a little quid pro quo? I tutor Colin and in return he can help me out with some extra stuff at school? I’m sure I can find ways for him to make himself useful.”
Colin can only blink, surely his mom wouldn’t agree to that… would she?
Chapter 13
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