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09 August 2015 @ 11:47 pm
"The Remembrance of Light" (Fic, Jared/Jensen, NC-17)  
Title: The Remembrance of Light
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,876
Author: sakura_no_mi
Timeframe: This is (sort of?) a crossover in that it makes vague reference to the events of SPN 10x23.
Warnings: A/B/O, breeding, knotting, bareback, h/c, mpreg, mild D/s, voyeurism, rimming, dub-con
Summary: Written for this prompt at spnkink_meme: J2, breeding, top!Jensen, dub-con, mpreg, public!sex, h/c, d/s. J2 are put in some kind of breeding program and drugged to make their baser instincts surface. The people running it expect strong and big Jared to take control and mount Jensen, but are surprised when he immediately bears his throat/belly/whatever to Jensen and Jensen goes all alpha male on him. Jared does end up knocked up though, so it's not a total waste. Bonus points for: - a/b/o dynamics and knotting - Jared!Pov + some outside!pov. Only bottom!Jared and happy ending please.
A/N: Suppose it was only a matter of time before I went there ;) Yay knotting! Although I'm pretty new to this so apologies if the anatomy is a bit off.

It’s been a hundred and thirty-three days since the darkness came – the stifling blanket of night that settled over the world, crushing all the life from it and taking with it the fields of green and wildflowers and the trees above that until there was nothing left.

There are a mere two dozen of them here within the safe confines of these walls. That number has grown from the original lucky seven. On good days – when the Beta rangers come back with survivors rescued from the desolate earth outside – it grows even more.

This is as close to the end as humanity has ever come.

It is up to her team of experts to see to it that this is not where the story ends. As far as Dr. Sarah Jenkins is concerned, this is just the beginning.
+++

The pain is like a dagger plunged deep in the base of his skull. It’s the first thing Jared is aware of, even before the blindingly white fluorescent lights and the sickly-sweet smell of a too-clean tiled floor fills his senses. He sits up abruptly and immediately regrets it when a wave of dizziness turns his stomach and flips the room upside-down for a few moments. The last thing he remembers is being in the back of the SUV on his way home from work, but no matter how he tries, he can’t remember a damned thing after that.

He’s wearing plain blue scrubs and is in what appears to be a small hospital room, except that there isn’t any medical equipment – just the bed he’s on, a sofa against the opposite wall, and a modest bathroom partitioned off from the main room by a curtain. There are no windows and just one door a few feet to his left, but it might as well be a million miles away for how weak and disoriented Jared is. It sort of reminds him of the time he forgot to take his suppressants, except this feels about a million times worse.

He has no idea where his family is, or what happened to Clif and Jensen – the last two people he was with before all of this happened. Jared curls up on his side and shuts his eyes tight, wondering – hoping, praying – that this is all just a bad dream. He’s suddenly so tired, too exhausted to even open his eyes again, and soon falls into a restless sleep despite the dread swirling in the pit of his stomach.
+++

They know each other – that much is obvious – but the nature of their relationship is certainly not clear just because they were rescued together. Sarah watches them separately for a week before she convinces herself to put them together. The truth is that they don’t really have many other options. The other new rescues are all Alphas, and these two young men had at least been friends before.

The Alpha seems to be suffering worse side effects from the meds than the Omega, but that will pass soon enough. With any luck, they’ll mate within a few days and she can stop the drugs entirely, letting nature take its course. It’s a gamble, but she’s cautiously hopeful as she heads into the control room to remove the wall that separates them.
+++

The pain subsides after a couple of days, the nausea and dizziness a couple of days after that. Three small meals are pushed through the slot in the door every day – at 7am, noon, and 7pm like clockwork according to the clock on the nightstand at least – and it doesn’t take long for Jared to realize that he’s being watched. He doesn’t know where the cameras are but he knows they’re there, knows that he’s going to kill the son-of-a-bitch who thinks it’s okay to hold people against their will and spy on them for God-knows-what reason. As soon as he’s well enough to, he starts working out – a strict regimen of sit-ups, push-ups and squats – so that he’ll be ready to fight for his freedom the day his captor comes walking through that door.

He’s in the middle of his second set of exercises for the day when the metallic sound of turning gears fills the silence surrounding him. Jared is instantly on his feet, eyes darting around the room, ready to pounce. Suddenly, the wall before him begins to rise, almost like a curtain on stage at the beginning of a performance. Jared stumbles back a bit, his breath hitching in his throat when he realizes who was on the other side of that wall this entire time. Before he can react, Jensen’s arms are around him, crushing him against his chest in an embrace so hard that it knocks the wind from his lungs. Jared blinks hard and then hugs him back just as fiercely, squeezing tight where his hands are pressed against Jensen’s back, just to be sure he’s really there.

“Holy shit,” Jensen breathes. “I thought you were dead. I thought- I didn’t…“

Jensen trails off and just shakes his head, his body trembling slightly where he’s still tangled in Jared’s embrace. Jared’s shoulder is damp when Jensen pulls away, and the older man’s eyes are still shining with tears when he raises his gaze to meet Jared’s.

“We gotta get outta here,” Jared murmurs. He’s relieved of course that Jensen is okay, but the bottom line is that they’re both being held captive here and at least now he won’t have to fight his way out alone. “Maybe we can pick the lock. Or we can break the-“

“Jared,” Jensen cuts in gently. “We can’t.”

“What’ya mean we can’t?” Jared cries. “They’re holding us here – like prisoners! What the hell gives them the right? We’ve gotta get out.”

Jensen closes the space between them again and reaches up to slide one hand over Jared’s cheek, cradling his face as he utters the words that change Jared’s world forever. “Out?” he murmurs. “Jay, out there… there’s no one… there’s nothing left.”
+++

They push the two beds together that night, but to Sarah’s dismay, they simply curl up together under the covers and go to sleep. It’s obvious they’re feeling the effects of the drugs, but for whatever reason they’ve both chosen to fight their natural instincts.

It doesn’t matter, though. In due time, things will work themselves out.

They have to – the very future of their species depends on it.
+++

It’s getting more and more difficult to fight the urges, but he knows that he has to. This is Jensen after all – his best friend of almost ten years, the one person in the world he knows he can trust. Jensen has always been protective of him, but their situation has sent that habit into overdrive. Sure, they were roommates for about a year back when they first started working in Vancouver, but it was never like this.

They spend their days talking, exercising, reminiscing, playing silly made-up games to pass the time. At night, they fall into bed together and Jensen curls himself over Jared’s back, wrapping his arms tight around him almost as though he’s trying to shield him from the harsh reality of the world around them.

Jared tries his damnedest to deny it, but the deep, aching need inside him merely grows stronger with each day that passes. Early one morning, he wakes suddenly with a sharp inhale, his heart thundering madly behind his ribs and his face drenched in sweat. Just like always, he feels Jensen’s morning wood pressed snug against the cleft of his ass, but today he can’t help shoving his hips back, rutting against it for a few blissful moments.

There’s moisture already dampening his briefs, slick-wet arousal oozing from his twitching hole, and Jared groans softly in frustration. It’s been years since his last heat – he took enough suppressants to be damn sure he kept that shit under control – but the sensations are unmistakable. He’s about to get up out of bed to take a cold shower when Jensen’s arms tighten around him to hold him there.

“Jared,” he mumbles, his voice still rough with sleep. “Fuck, dude… smell so good…”

Jared bites back a moan and squirms a bit in Jensen’s arms, but that only seems to make matters worse. Jensen leans in close, nudging his nose against the soft skin behind Jared’s ear and inhales deeply, an appreciative moan rumbling deep in his chest. Jared moans too, wishing he could find it in him to protest but all he can think of now is Jensen, Jensen, Jensen – Jensen’s lips, Jensen’s hands, Jensen’s tongue, Jensen’s cock – and he needs all of it, needs it like he needs the next breath of air in his lungs.

They quickly scramble upright and Jared pushes himself onto his hands and knees, tossing a quick glance over his shoulder as Jensen yanks his pants and briefs down to his thighs. Jared watches keenly as Jensen pushes his own briefs down, tucking the elastic under the swell of his balls. His cock is huge and flushed dark with arousal, the knot already starting to bulge and throb in time with the blood coursing hot and hard through his veins.

“Jensen,” Jared pants. “C’mon, fuck me. Need it, want it so bad.” He damn well knows that this is exactly what they want – part of him has known it the moment he woke up in this room – but he just doesn’t care anymore.

Jared cries out sharply when Jensen drives into him with a choked-off grunt, burying almost the entire length of his cock in one deep, smooth thrust. They move together easily, instinct taking over as their sweat-slicked bodies rut together over and over and over again, the rhythmic slap of skin against skin loud and obscene to fill the silence between them.

“Take it, babe,” Jensen growls, yanking on Jared’s hips so hard that the younger man loses his balance and his arms drop out from under him. Jared turns his head again, resting his cheek against the folded crux of his arms as Jensen thrusts into him hard and fast, filling that aching emptiness inside him, making him whole again.

“Give it to me,” Jared whimpers. “I want your knot, Jen. Make me yours.”

Jensen hesitates for just a moment before pushing his quickly-growing knot passed Jared’s slippery-wet hole. He continues to move as best as he can, pulling almost all the way out on each thrust, the bulbous flesh tugging against Jared’s sensitive rim and sending sparks of pleasure like static electricity blooming under his skin. A moment later, Jensen reaches down to curl his hand tight around Jared’s cock and begins to jerk him off in the same unforgiving pace.

Jared chokes back a moan when his orgasm suddenly rips through him, his cock spasming and jerking in Jensen’s fist as he shoots onto the bedsheets beneath them. He struggles to keep his hips still despite the incredible pleasure, even when Jensen’s knot swells completely, tying them together as he unloads into Jared’s clenched channel again and again. Jensen’s chest is heaving, his breaths coming in ragged bursts, but he still leans down to curl his arms gently around Jared’s torso, easing them both back down onto the mattress.

They’re spooned together just as they were a few minutes ago, but now everything has irreparably changed – that much is clear. Jared brings a trembling hand up to lace his fingers with Jensen’s where he’s simply resting his palm over Jared’s heart. The Alpha’s knot is still fully formed and tucked deep in the snug warmth of Jared’s hole, his release trapped within the safe confines of Jared’s body.

Jensen noses through the sweat-damp hair at the nape of Jared’s neck and sighs softly. “I’m sorry, Jay. I couldn’t- I mean, I-”

“I know,” Jared murmurs. “It’s all right. I wanted it as much as you did.”

“I’ve always known,” Jensen admits, a whispered confession so quiet that Jared barely hears him.

“What? Known what?”

“That you were mine, and I was yours,” Jensen says as he tightens his fingers where they’re wrapped tight around Jared’s. “I’ve always known that this is how it’s supposed to be.”
+++

She almost misses it entirely – sits down in the surveillance room just a minute before Jensen takes Jared on his hands and knees and fucks him like it’s their last day on earth. Sarah breathes a sigh of relief and sits back to watch, just to be sure that they don’t stop before the copulation is complete. To be honest though, this is the exact opposite of how she’d expected this would play out.

With Jared’s huge frame and lean, ripped muscle and Jensen’s smooth, freckled skin and soft features, she’d fully expected their roles to be reversed, but in the end it doesn’t matter. Jensen knots him in less than two minutes flat, likely a huge relief from the built-up tension and arousal from their weeks of shared abstinence.

The average Omega’s heat lasts a mere five days and comes just twice a year, so it’s crucial that this union results in a child. They’re talking softly now, so quietly that the mic isn’t picking up their voices. Sarah takes another sip of coffee and smiles faintly, her eyes tracking their movements as Jensen lovingly trails his fingertips over Jared’s arms and chest before pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.
+++

Jared’s heat lasts a whole week longer than expected, giving them a total of twelve blissful days of pleasure that neither of them has ever known before. They do it every way imaginable – on the bed, on the couch, in the shower, on the floor. One time, Jensen even scoops Jared up in his arms and fucks him against the wall, Jared’s legs wrapped tight around Jensen’s waist, their muscles bulging and flexing under the strain of each other.

They spend hours tangled together in bed just making out sometimes, enjoying the slide of lips and tongues and hands exploring miles of bare flesh – all the time in the world now to make up for years of time lost. It’s always incredible, but especially intimate after hours of getting one another so worked-up like this. Jensen practically worships him now – kissing and licking over his body inch-by-inch – the perfect epitome of an Alpha madly in love with his Omega. He’s especially enthralled by Jared’s asshole, kissing and licking and rimming him until Jared is a trembling mess, begging for Jensen’s knot as his arousal pulses from the furled muscle, making Jensen’s mouth and chin shiny-wet.

Jensen has always been beautiful in Jared’s eyes, but now he’s so much more than he ever was -- best friend, brother, lover, soulmate.

When Jared’s heat finally begins to subside, can’t help feeling a bit unsure about their future – this life they’ll have no choice but to live out in an eight-by-twelve foot room with no windows, just a painting of a weeping willow tree near the bank of a lake, the bright reflection of the sun shimmering off the crystal-clear water.

“Do you remember what it was like?” Jared asks over breakfast Jensen served to him in bed. When Jensen doesn’t reply, he nods toward the painting on the wall. “Y’know… Sunday picnics and boating out on the lake… sun shining bright up above us…”

“I do,” Jensen nods, smiling faintly. “Course I do, babe. But it doesn’t really matter.”

“No?” Jared remarks, tilting his head curiously as he turns his attention to the meal in front of him. He takes a small bite of applesauce and then wrinkles his nose, setting the spoon down and instead nibbling on a piece of toast.

“No,” Jensen repeats. He scoots closer on the bed and slides his hand over to rest low on Jared’s belly. “You and I are together. And now our baby is growing inside you. That’s all that matters.”

Jared smiles despite the tears burning behind his eyes and the slight tug of nausea in the pit of his stomach. He wraps his arms around Jensen’s waist and turns his head to rest his cheek against the crook of Jensen’s shoulder, safe and protected in the arms of his one true love.
+++

It’s been three-hundred and seventy-three days now, and the community has continued to flourish and grow. As of this morning, there are two new residents in the South wing – twins, a boy and a girl –healthy and strong just like their parents.

Sarah faces a tough choice now – has to consider how and when to integrate the four of them into the modest town that takes up both the North and East wings of the compound. There are other families living there, parents and children who were rescued over the last several months, and new couples who are just starting out, not unlike Jared and Jensen.

But for now, she just watches quietly as Jensen presses a kiss to Jared’s forehead and carefully scoots onto the bed beside him, wrapping him and their babies in a gentle, loving embrace. They are a picture perfect family – a reminder that there is still light to be found in the darkest of places.
 
 
 
MDFawn: pic#113350901mdfawn on August 10th, 2015 05:35 pm (UTC)
Loved this. Made my first day back at work so much nicer. LOL

Great concept and loved the combination on J2 & SPN canon.
Sakurasakura_no_mi on August 12th, 2015 08:23 am (UTC)
I know I already thanked you but thank you again for reading and liking this! <3 I don't know why it took me so long to get into the whole A/B/O thing but now I'm totally addicted, hehe.
peepingdrupeepingdru on August 10th, 2015 11:00 pm (UTC)
WooooooHHooooooo...u rock..<<333
Sakurasakura_no_mi on August 12th, 2015 08:23 am (UTC)
Thanks Dru! *kisses*
Harika Mohan: Yay! Porn!hafireika on August 11th, 2015 07:15 am (UTC)
This is so freaking good! I love your writing style. You managed to convey a lot of story and emotion in those few words. Thanks for the fill.
Sakurasakura_no_mi on August 12th, 2015 08:25 am (UTC)
Thank you for your lovely comments! I totally have a short attention span so I can't ever seem to write more than a couple thousand words, so I'm happy to hear the emotion and story still came through <3
imaginecoolname: J²imaginecoolname on August 11th, 2015 07:42 pm (UTC)
You are awesomely amazing, as always, bb! ♥
Sakurasakura_no_mi on August 12th, 2015 08:25 am (UTC)
Thank you! <333
tearsoffandtearsoffand on June 2nd, 2016 06:25 pm (UTC)
This was incredible. I'm not a very romantic person, but this sentence:

Jensen has always been beautiful in Jared’s eyes, but now he’s so much more than he ever was -- best friend, brother, lover, soulmate.

I almost cried. Really incredible with a perfect build-up and then the feeling that it'll be alright...

yeah easily one of the very best things I've ever read.
Sakurasakura_no_mi on June 3rd, 2016 07:09 am (UTC)
Thank you so much for your sweet comment and for taking the time to leave feedback on such an old fic!! <3