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Blood Oath 3 /? Point Blank

Title: Blood Oath (Blood Oath)
Party: 3 /?
Fandom: RPF
Supernatural Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Christian Kane (but only because it has a nice smile) and a new character.
Paringa: Jensen / Jared, Jared / OMC
Rating: PG13 for now
Genre: AU, slash
Beta: babycin
Words: 1,743
Prompt: Jolly-Meadow bingo_italia
Disclaimer: I have no idea of the true sexual orientation of any of Jared Jensen will do the Christian and what I have written is absolutely figment of my imagination and not for profit, also because let's face it: but who would pay for such a thing? O_O
Notes: Jensen and Jared have only a year apart ... I do not go crazy for the AU but this I could not help but write *-*

Monday, June 30

-Ti is if we go to my house? - Churches in Brad Jared. The dark
in reply opened his mouth in a loud yawn. -Past four, Brad. I want to go to sleep .-
Brad snorted. -Just because you have to go out tomorrow with the idiot .-
-Stop to the husband, not so much attacks .-
-mind to spend every free minute, now it's back? -
-Mmm, yeah, l & rsquo ; idea is, - the mocking Jared and Brad shook the wheel stronger.
-I remember all the things you told me before he got? What was shit, as the hated and everything else? -
Jared snorted: after receiving the e-mail Jensen had felt an overwhelming need to talk to him and the only one with which he could do it was Brad, who just could not tell him that he lacked the other to death and things like that, then had confined itself to the bad part of his thoughts.
-Forget what I said, okay? You know you too, is a good person
.- Yes, I suppose - Brad whispered sarcastically, stopping the spot before the house of Jared.
Give me a kiss goodnight, at least - he gave up a tone of defeat and Jared smiled, satisfied.

Tuesday July 1

Jensen was awakened by a sharp laugh coming from downstairs, frowned turning over in bed and wondering why the hell was laughing at her mother alone. When he reached the mental clarity needed to regain the use of all five senses, the smell of freshly made crepes filled his roots, transforming the face frown into a smile. He got out of bed and put on a pair of sports shorts, being stripped to the waist. She descended the stairs two at a time, came to the kitchen door and discovered that her mother did not laugh at all alone. Jared was sitting at the table of cook and eat with a satisfied expression nutella crepe.
-I missed something? - Jensen asked, watching the scene with raised eyebrows.
Jared and Carmen looked at him, and dark chocolate made him a huge smile that made him giggle.
-Jared has gone because you have to go out - she said, focused on the content of the pan to turn on a plate.
The blond looked at the clock on the wall and then Jared, but his friend started to speak before him.
-Yes, I know, I'm a bit 'in advance - giving muttered another bite of dessert.
Jensen nodded, yawned and stretched. Jared stayed with the firm hands in the air and his mouth open, watching the tense muscles of his ... Jensen has always been so sexy? She found herself wondering. Carmen watched the scene with an amused smile on his face.

Thursday, July 3

Jared went into the garden still muttering to himself because his mother forced him to water the plants. When he reached the back of the house her frown disappeared, finding Jensen, on his side of the courtyard, occupied in his own task.
-Hey! - Greeted him with a smile.
Jensen replied to the greeting and came up with the pump in hand, without caring where it ended the water.
-They made you too, eh? - Asked Jared who meanwhile had taken the hose and open water.
Jared chuckled. -Yes, we shamelessly exploit. Heck, I'm out in five minutes and already I'm melting! -
-Be ', take a shower with the pump - Jensen grinned with a shrug.
Jared laughed. -We do not have six years. I'm not going to show the neighbors .-
-Come on, Jay! We are the neighbors - he tried to convince Jensen, a bit 'to return to the old days and a bit' because he wanted, he had to admit, see Jared wet.
Is it not true, there is also Mrs. Cook - Jared said, indicating with a nod of the head the only house across the street.
Jensen laughed. -Come on, I bet it will be very pleased to see two begl'omaccioni all wet without having to pay .-
Jared made a mock grimace in disgust. -Yuck! So I am not convinced certainly
.--This is rather convincing? - the blond grinned sketched with the pump.
Jared jumped back and looked down at the wet T-shirt and then raised them on Jensen.
-Okay, you'll pay for this! - He said, laughing.
started a war last sketch, laughing and running around the garden, as if they were returned children. And in the end, hoping no one saw them.
-Time-out! - Suddenly called out of breath with Jensen and now completely soaked. He sat down on the grass, arms and legs open style starfish. Jared joined him still laughing and looked at him from above.
-I have won, as always - he said proudly.
Jensen laughed. -Shut up, I'm leaving you win .-
looked at each other, smiling and trying to catch his breath, both lost in thought.
Jared in his head had begun to associate the word sexy to the name of Jensen with increasing frequency, and the jealousy of Brad had started to make sense and not just a boyfriend oppressive paranoia. Jensen's hair was tousled and his eyes half closed, the drops of water that remained between the brows glistened in the sunlight. His attention then turned to leave lips slightly open to allow Jensen to take the breath deep that were up and down his chest frantically. The white shirt he was wearing, completely soaked, clung to the chest and had become transparent, allowing Jared to see the outline of his muscles. Why the hell is so sexy? wondered Jared. Jensen
instead watched the droplets that fell from the tips of Jared's hair to his neck, watched their path and saw them die neck T-shirt ... Man, what he wanted to lick it off.

Saturday, July 5

"Then, we Saw, or Final Destination," said Jared with a DVD in one hand and one in another. -What do you want to see? - Jensen asked.
-Girl, Interrupted - answered it.
Jared snorted. Went on for ten minutes with this story.
-I have not the slightest intention of watching a film about crazy girls locked in an insane asylum-
.- And I'm not going to look once again Saw and Final Destination: I know them by heart now All
.- Jared dropped heavily on the sofa, near Jensen. The blond got up to get the DVD of Girl, Interrupted by belief.
-Dai, I'm sure it will be interesting. There are also Agelina Jolie and Winona Rider
.--I do not care that there are actresses! - Six-
unbearable! Even when we were kids always had to do what you wanted! -
divano. Jared got out-not true! -
- Prove it then! - Jensen said defiantly.
-Okay, look at that kinda film .-
Jensen smiled satisfied and put the CD in the DVD, returning to sit next to Jared.

While in mid-film, the protagonist discovers the dead body of her friend who committed suicide in the bathroom, her head was resting on the shoulder of Jared Jensen, and slept peacefully. Jared's hair tickled his neck uncomfortably to Jensen, who moved just trying to not wake his friend and at the same time to find a more comfortable position. The result of the movement was dropping Jared's head from his shoulder to his lap. Jared did not wake up, but simply moved in order to find a more comfortable position. Jensen felt Jared's face down on the horse of his pants. He swallowed: the situation was becoming inconvenient.
-Jay, wake up, "said giving a pat on the shoulder of his friend. Jared
wrinkled her nose and rubbed his face against the cloth of his trousers, just as he would do if in his face there was a pillow. Jensen opened eyes and gripped the armrest of the sofa.
-Jared ... - I called again.
Jared moved once more and finally decided to open my eyes and when he realized what he was resting, jumped up like a spring.
-I-I ... - began to say, slightly red-faced and unable to meet the eyes of Jensen.
-go to the bathroom, "said the blond, standing up and interrupting.
When Jared heard the bathroom door closed, he dropped on the couch with a sigh and put his head in his hands. Shit, I really rubbed my face on the dude-Jensen? He thought Part of him was sorry for having done so, another small-and-nasty was sorry he was not aware as he did.

Monday, July 7

Jared was leaning against the doorway of the kitchen and spoke with his mother Carmen and college, when Jensen came up from behind him, holding two sticks of candy that look like red licorice.
-You want one? - Jared asked, handing him a stick.
Jared turned around, breaking a word in half. Liquorice-Am? -
Jensen shook his head, putting the extreme a candy in his mouth. I'm just cherry-
.- "Then no, thanks - refused to die, bringing attention to the two women. -What was I saying? -
-He spoke of the art class, "said Carmen promptly with a smile.
Jared began talking animatedly, adored the teacher, classmates, class, nude model and, if he continued to speak, would probably also praised a spot of dirt on the wall.
Jensen stopped listening after the first three minutes and began to bother him, teasing his cheek with the other end of the candy.
-Dai, Jay, eat it. It 'good, pick one, come on, on
.- Anna, Carmen, amused, watching the scene and Jared, after losing his train of thought for the third time, he turned to Jensen and bit into the candy torture. But miscalculate distances and found himself with his lips pressed to those of Jensen, who opened his eyes shocked and froze. The two women held their breath and excited Jared blinked in surprise. Then Jensen bit stronger than his piece of candy to separate from him and, without a word, went to close the bathroom. Jared said the door was closed to the friend's shoulder for a few seconds, before Carmen attracted his attention.
-Be, 'Jay, this candy is so bad? - Asked, smiling in a way that, had it not been the mother of the boy who had just kissed, could define malicious.
An involuntary sigh escaped his lips. -No, it's pretty good, "said smiling and chewing satisfaction. -I now go in the room, tell them where they are released when Jens
.- The two women nodded, and when Jared disappeared upstairs, looked excited with a smile. What
-cariniii! - They said in unison.

Bas Vampire Cricket Bats

does not make sense.

I'm just shocked by the end of this episode.
Isomma, I was so loving and then ends.
dies in a minute, it takes a moment and then goodbye Mozzie ç_ç

I I LOVED Mozzie CURSE!

But we also think of the poor Neal, who always finds himself constantly having to bury those he loves.
And not knowing who the hell killed them! Not
ago, Withe Collar spicologica hurt my health, I identify too .-. Without words

How Did Olongapo Get Its Name

Season 6 * O *

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Upside - Round # 1

Title: Upside - Round # 1
Party: 1 / 2
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester.
Paringa : Dean / Sam
Rating: R +?
Words: 1,100
Genre: Angst ?
Beta: babycin
Prompt: Lies bingo_italia
Disclaimer: Sam and Dean belong to those who created them and unfortunately I am not one of xD those
Note: You Collachio think more or less in the first season or so, but in general far-fetched xD




Sam bites his lip, suppressing for the umpteenth Once the urge to get up and slap his brother, who sleeps peacefully in bed next to the one where he turns around all the time. Damn! Dean, at times, is a fucking idiot. They dined in a room that night, one of the usual bad place to go where z series to win a bit 'pool of money and not give too much attention and their absurd speeches, and Dean beefy made with the girl on duty as usual. That chicken was still against strusciarglisi and blink. The urge to deface the pretty face, Sam was very strong, fortunately had left the club before he could do some shit, like kissing Dean in front of everyone. Back at the motel her brother had gone to sleep as if nothing had happened, while Sammy was left to fret the liver. Shit, he really believed he could do to Dean. Shit, had given ass with his brother and he repaid it? Maybe he was not quite clear the situation, think of Sam, because he does not make anyone's bitch. Then he hears the
soft bed of Dean move and feels to get up, closes his eyes.
-Sam, are you awake? - He calls him quietly and he does not answer, pretending to sleep.
opens his eyes only when it is certain that Dean is not the most watching. She sees him pick up the clothes she knocked down before going to sleep and take them to the bathroom. It comes after five minutes. Fully clothed. Sam can not really believe her eyes when she sees him put his jacket and take the keys from the table dell'Impala. Dean gives him another look, before closing the door at the back, but it is too far away and the room is too dark, so do not notice the expression grim to see Sam and his eyes looking at him with hatred.
After the child hears the unmistakable sound of the engine is turned dell'Impala sits on the bed in disbelief. Not even Dean can be so shit, he thinks. If you went to the bitch on his return to the kill.

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Dean, in fact, has not the faintest idea why he's doing, he feels guilty about fucking against Sam and can not even enjoy a good fuck. The girl moaning under him has everything in place and Dean feels terribly wrong thinking about his brother at that time. He did so to remove it from the head, slutty bitch, because his thoughts must always be fixed? He wanted to prove to himself that no one has yet managed to put the collar Dean Winchester, but the only thing I feel is getting pathetic.
sinks once more into the girl's body and is then strangled with a groan. The time to catch their breath and enjoy the sensation of orgasm, and right after you're already hold.
-You're leaving already? "- Cries the girl, when you reach for the door.
He smiles briefly, turning the handle.
-Sorry small, and I have to go .- 'the last thing he says before disappearing behind the door.
found themselves running to get to the car, he wants to leave behind the night, wants to return to his room and found that Sam smiles at him when he wakes up.

The truth is that a member of Sammy now, and only him ...

just has to admit to himself now .



It's five o'clock in the morning when Sam hears the door open. Leaning against the edge of the table with his arms crossed notes Dean trying to get as little noise as possible.
-Where 'were you? - Ask a harsh voice, making him jump.
Dean is a good liar can lie to God-even to himself-but, Sam, has never been able to tell lies, so do not even tries too much and says the first thing that comes to head.
-I was a walk-
.- With the Impala? -
-I ... n -
-Save your breath, Dean - Sam stops him now,-I saw you take the keys .- The
more sugl'occhi runs his hand. -You know that driving relaxes me, I was nervous .-
Sam smiled bitterly. Him nervous? But that makes him the pleasure.
-So fuck that relaxes you immediately attack .- The Dean and feels cold.
-What does that supposed to mean? - Churches could hardly keep a casual tone.
The Moor leaves the table and confronts his brother, facing. -I do not know him, Dean. You tell me .-
Dean looks at him straight in the eye, and hates having to raise his head to do so.
-I do not understand where you're going, Sammy-Mi .-
. Calling. Sam .- growls the least. The blond
test rests a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down, but the other moves away from his grasp. Dean sighs, is reaching the limit of endurance.
-Seriously, Sam - crush the voice on the name to highlight it, do not understand you-.-
Sam stares at him, trying to figure out if it is an idiot or if he is taking the piss. A hand automatically snaps forward, grabs the collar of the vest that Dean is still holding him, and approached their faces with a jerk.
-Thou fucked, Dean? - Try to load every single syllable of hate and swallows his brother, he never wanted to disappear so throughout his life.
-No .-
Dean is a very good liar, but Sam can not lie.
-not fuck with me! - The screams in the face of his brother, letting him exceed the limit.
Dean is attacking, he is not defensive.
-although I'd fuck you fuck you change that? I fucked dozens of girls, stop do all these fucking stories .-
-How many did you have done after that? - Sibila another.
Dean pretends not to understand, even though he knows perfectly what it refers to Sam. What-what? -
-After we fucked, asshole .-
The more confined to lower his head without answering. And 'who became the first three months by the , and a part of him knows that most likely will be the last.
- God, I can not believe ... - Sam Esala letting go and opening their arms. -Seriously, Dean, how can you do this to me? - Says the touch of a finger on his chest. How- In this way you can betray your brother?! - Scream.
-You're right. I will not betray it. Because of us, two brothers, not must be nothing of all this .-
Sam cashes that sentence like a punch in the stomach. He looks down and quickly get to the door.
-If that's what you .- says sbattendosela behind.