Fill: Fic Survey Results Chapter 2
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junkerinFic title: Survey Results
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junkerin
Genre: RPF
Pairing: Jared/Jensen,
Rating: NC-17
Beta:cappy712
Word count: This part 3.00
Warnings: non-con/dub-con,ABO, public claiming, humiliation, punishment, knotting
Summary: Alpha Jensen
Omega Jared
Jared presented very late as an omega. Maybe it would explain his strong independent streak. He just couldn't become an obedient breeder for some alpha. He bought illegal heat suppressant drugs; he took birth control, and began speaking out about equal rights for omegas at local colleges. At first only a few betas would come out to listen to what he'd say. As he pushed forward the local 'press' took note and soon omegas, betas and even some alphas were supporting Jared and the movement. He throws collar burning rallies and would demand that his state senator debates him. He taunts him, when he is ignored.
Jensen is the senator that Jared wants to debate. Jensen is a very strict alpha who believes omegas should be collared, bred, and kept quiet. When Jensen first hears of Jared-he embeds one of his trusted betas into Jared's movement to get close to him. Now that Jared is becoming more unruly and popular Jensen is spurred into action. He has his 'spy' replace Jared's supplements and birth control with placebos. Jensen knows exactly when they will wear off and when Jared will go into heat. So, he agrees to debate Jared in a national setting. Jensen will pick the date and time of the debate. His plan is simple, let the nation see first hand that Jared isn't anything special and is ruled by his biology when he goes into heat and presents on national TV. Jensen wants nothing more than to teach Jared his place.
To Jared's horror he is mated and claimed by Jensen on TV, and in an instant Jared loses everything.
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Survey Results
CHAPTER TWO
Osric had promised to join them later. Jared held another speech tonight. Osric knew Mr. Ackles wouldn’t like what Jared was telling his audience: asking the attending betas and omegas to burn their collars and taunting Senator Ackles to debate him.
But right now Osric had other problems. Two days ago he had taken Tom’s apartment key and Senator Ackles had arranged to copy it, before Osric had returned the key. Now Osric was sneaking into the apartment of his friends. – No – they weren’t his friends, they were his special job.
Mr. Ackles – Jensen – had promised him to consider mating and claiming him. And wouldn’t his parents love their little omega mated to a Senator?
Carefully Osric opened the door to the apartment. “Hello?” he called out, but they were all gone with Jared. Looking around Osric headed to the bathroom. There were four cabinets and thank god before he could panic he saw that they were all labeled: Tom, Mike, Chad and Jared.
Osric checked the cabinet, after shave, tooth brush; shampoo, Aspirin and then he saw two brand new 3-month box suppressants and birth control. Jared really wanted to be safe. He not only suppressed his heats he also took the pill so he wouldn’t get pregnant.
Osric took the two boxes and exchanged them for the ones Chris had given him. How Jensen or Chris knew what brand Jared took or that he was just about to start a new circle was beyond him. But he was just an omega, alphas were smarter. He looked around for the last time and then hurried to meet the others at Richards’s café.
Jensen was very content with himself. He'd had this little omega Osram? Oscar? No Osric replace Padalecki´s medication. Now everything was a question of timing.
“You look … almost happy.” Chris said.
“Well if Oscar has done his job, Mr. Padalecki won’t be a problem much longer.”
“And what do you do when OSRIC comes, demanding to be claimed as you promised him?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Chris, if you want you can have him; after he's finished his job. If not, well I don’t need him by than anymore and he is free to go.”
“And Padalecki?” Chris asked.
“Well omega Padalecki will soon learn what it truly means to be an omega.”
“Jensen what exactly are you planning?”
“I will not mate him – god no – I don’t want to tie myself to such a troublemaker, but I’ll knot Padalecki during his first real heat on national TV and than every other alpha can have a go at him. Jared Padalecki will no longer be believable. NBER will prove to be a contradiction itself. And everyone will be happy.”
“Everybody? You mean your dad and his friends. Jensen I’m no longer sure this is what the people want. Things are changing; Osric reported there are many alphas in the audience and not only because this boy looks good. They are listening. Maybe…” he took a deep breath steeling himself for what he was about to say. “Maybe it is time for a change.”
“Chris if I didn’t knew you so well I would think you were fraternizing with the enemy.” Jensen’s voice was ice cold and he looked at his friend and right hand with calculating eyes.
“No, no but you always followed the mainstream. It is my job to tell you that the direction is maybe coming to a change.”
Jared was standing on the steps of the auditorium watching the bonfire. The evening had been a total success. The admission for NBER huge and he knew tomorrow morning he would be on the news again. He had given several interviews to the local news station but he hoped with Misha’s and Steve’s help, he would make the nationwide news.
More and more betas and omegas stepped forward throwing the hated collar into the flames. The mood of the crowd was euphoric.
Then an alpha with his omega stepped in front of the fire; the alpha kissed the omega and took his collar off, giving it to the omega that looked at it before throwing it into the flames as well. The crowd cheered as it burst into flames.
Looking around they saw Jared and his friends on the steps. “Hi, I’m Harry this in my om… my partner Ed. We would just like to tell you, you spoke from the bottom of our hearts. Thank you.” They turned around and walked away still holding hands.
Jared’s parents had called earlier today and told him how proud they were of him, they had seen him on the news and were collecting each bit of newspaper they could get their hands on that mentioned Jared and his work.
He had also spoken with Misha earlier this evening. Misha had returned to DC but they stayed in contact via Skype and phone. “Part of your success is that you don’t condemn matings. You don’t scream don’t ever mate or hate alphas. You just demand equal rights for betas and omegas. You show that an unmated omega can have success and a career without abandoning the idea of mating and kids.
Is there any news on the Ackles front?”
Due to Misha’s insistence, Jared had started to ask for Senator Jensen Ackles to debate him and if Jared was honest with himself he would really like to debate with Jensen – ahm – Senator Ackles.
True he was the leading force of the establishment; so to say the arch enemy but Jared had watched videos of Jensen (from college debates till now) and he had the feeling that he could convince Jensen given the chance. Jared had the feeling that could he make Jensen really understand the injustice (he had by far the better arguments) and if Jensen - ahm - Senator Ackles would really listen to him… everything became possible…
Yes okay, so Jared was daydreaming a little bit.
On the downside was only the warning his doctor had given him on his last appointment to get his suppressants. “Jared if you ever decide to go off suppressants please let me know. Your first heat after taking medication for so long can be very dangerous for you and even for your partner. There are medications you would have to take to minimize the side effects going off the suppressants and birth control.”
“Yes Doc, thank you. I will keep that in mind. But right now I don’t see a reason to stop taking them.” Jared had answered. He had thought briefly of Steve but so far there was only friendship between them.
Standing on the steps of the auditorium, surrounded by his friends and looking into the flames, Jared decided: Yes life was great and Jared was living his dream.
The next couple of weeks went by in the same manner; during the day Jared studied and in the evenings he held fierce speeches for an ever growing audience where he taunted Senator Ackles before everyone moved outside for the burning of the collars.
It was Wednesday morning when the phone rang and Jared picked it up.
“Hello.”
“Office of Senator Ackles, one moment please.”
“Hello this is Jensen Ackles speaking. May I speak with Mr. Jared Padalecki?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
“I believe you want to debate me.”
“Senator Ackles I …”
“Well let’s see, I don’t have any openings this week but how about next Tuesday? At the CW Studios?”
“Yes that sounds…”
“Okay my secretary will contact you for further details. Good day Mr. Padalecki.” And he hung up.
His friends were still sitting around the dining table and looking at him with expectation shining in their eyes.
“Well it looks like I have a debate with Senator Ackles next Tuesday at the CW Studios. This means nationwide broadcasting!”
Tom and Mike were speechless and Chad and Steve were cheering. Life was great and he would show Senator Ackles that his POV was wrong and that the future needed to have equal rights for all.
Jared prepared for the oncoming debate like he had for the state championship. Only he hadn’t been ill back then. Obviously he was coming down with the flu. He had hot flashes, headaches, high blood pressure, and he felt dizzy. Sometimes it was so bad he could hardly concentrate. Jared was no friend of taking medication (apart from his usual suppressants and the pill) but now, Monday before the debate he bought himself some Tylenol extra strong, taking the maximum dosage, to make it thru today. He vowed to himself if he wasn't better after the debate he would go to see his doctor.
“What the hell are you doing Jensen?!” his father screamed into the phone.
“Dad – Dad let me explain. I have a plan…”
“A plan? Jensen they are gaining support by the hour. Why do you think I made you senator?”
“You didn’t make me. I did it all by myself.”
“Maybe,” he said with a sneer in his voice, “but you weren’t afraid to take my money. Now do your damn job!” he hung up.
Jensen blew his breath out. He hated when his father wanted to claim his achievements as his own. He had a plan, and now it was time it was time to leave for the studio. Together with Chris he left his office.
“Oscar, when the debate starts please call my father and ask him to watch.” Jensen called over his shoulder to the omega.
Jensen knew this evening when the full moon would rise over the horizon Padalecki would go into a full heat. He had it all timed out thanks to an informant at Jared’s doctor.
Jensen had watched some debates and some of Jared’s speeches and he knew the guy was good. Maybe better than him (he had some good arguments) but tonight none of this would matter.
They arrived half an hour before the debate would begin. It wouldn’t be before a live audience, Jensen had objected to Jareds proposal, fearing Jared would manage to get many of his supporters in.
Jensen expected to be the first to arrive but when he entered the green room there was already a group of three sitting on the leather sofa and talking to one another. Jensen recognized Misha Collins and Steve Amell the reporter right away. The group felt silent as they entered.
Jared Padalecki was sitting with his back to the door but he got up and turned around when Misha nodded to him.
Jensen looked up and up wow this omega was tall but it was his eyes that took nearly Jensens breath away. They were fox tilted and combined so many colors from blue to gold that it would take a lifetime to figure them all out. And Jensen was almost willing to spend that time. Only the fine shine of sweat on his forehead and the blown up pupils were an indication that Jared Padalecki wasn’t feeling all too well.
“Senator Ackles it is an honor that you agreed on this discussion.” Jared said with a friendly smile and bit of breathlessnes.
“Well you didn’t give me much of a choice.”
“It is too important a topic to be ignored.” Jared responded. Jensen saw with interest that his hands were shaking and he was swaying on his feet. He checked his watch; right, the full moon had just risen and the omegas scent was getting stronger and stronger by the minute.
Carefully Jensen sniffed in Jared direction. It was impolite, rude and came close to cheating, scenting his opponent, but Jensen had to know how this omega – his Jared – would smell. Jared’s scent was a total surprise to Jensen. All the other omegas he had ever smelled were like roses, spun sugar sweet scents. Jared smelled like lemongrass and spice and spring rain in the desert.
Jensen had completely forgotten that he didn’t want to mate with Jared, that in fact he had told Chris that every alpha in the studio could have a go at Jared. No! The omega was his; he wanted him all for himself.
He felt his member grow hard in his slacks reacting to Jared’s scent and to the picture Jensen drew in his mind.
Before Jensen could do something stupid, the door opened and an assistant came in: “Senator Ackles, Mr. Padalecki if you would please follow me.”
Steve Amell touched Jared on his elbow: “Are you okay?” he asked concerned.
Jensen had a hard time suppressing his anger: another alpha was touching his intended omega. It took all of his self-control to not rip Amell´s heart out. He pushed rudely between them and followed the assistant to the studio.
The debate was running for five minutes and Jensen knew he was losing.
Jared was a master at debating, he knew his data, had wit, and was eloquent and charming. Jensen had been good back in college but now he ordered more than debated with his staff. It was his fault that he had relyed too much on the placebos and Jared going into heat.
Suddenly everything changed; the full moon could be seen thru the big windows of the studio and Jared was bathed in the moonlight. Whatever he had done to to keep himself in check went out the window. The smell transmitters that broadcasted the scent in every living room that cared to watch were the first that picked up the change.
“And so it is…” Jared trailed off and Jensen knew now was his time.
“Shut up bitch. I can smell you. Get down and present yourself to your alpha.” Jensen ordered.”
Jared was burning alive. The pain medication had worn off and the dizziness had returned. He felt like his skin was burning away and all other sounds around him sounded far away. He couldn’t distinguish who was talking.
Why was he talking anyhow?
Oh god! Everything hurt so and his head felt like someone was beating him with a baseball bat.
“… get down…”
A beautiful voice came to his aid and cut through Jared’s pain. Yes standing up was too much work sitting down would be much easier.
This was Jared’s last conscious thought before everything faded into black.
Jensen couldn’t believe his luck: two security men were holding Steve Amell back and a third Misha Collins. He smirked at the cameras before walking to Jared.
Jared was on all fours, sweating and panting and obvious in pain. He took Jared’s jacket off and opened the first three buttons of his dress shirt. He wanted Jared naked and writhing and desperate beneath him. But he didn’t want all the world to see the beauty Jared was.
He got up again and walked slowly around the panting omega.
“All your talk about equal rights for betas and omegas are ridiculous. This here is why it doesn’t work. You degenerate to your baser instincts and only alphas can fight that.”
While talking Jensen had kneeled behind Jared and opened Jared’s pants and pushed them together with his underwear down.
Oh moon he was beautiful. An omega presenting himself to his alpha; the way it was supposed to be. Jared naked ass was right before Jensen he arched his back and Jensen could see Jared natural slick glistening between his ass cheeks.
He would love to take his time but Jensen saw the fight Amell put up and he knew he had to hurry if he wanted Jared for himself.
He opened his pants and used Jared now leaking slick to get his member nice wet and shining. Jensen lined himself up with Jared’s wet hole and slowly pushed into Jared.
Oh god he was in heaven. Jared virgin hole was so hot and tight around him like he was made for Jensen.
Vaguely Jensen remembered that he had wanted to say something but the smell of Jared took every coherent thought away. He drew back and pushed back in. Jared groaned he didn’t know from pain or pleasure but he knew he would claim this omega.
Faster and faster Jensen slammed into Jared. He could feel his knot expanding catching on Jared’s rim. With a last, almost brutal thrust Jensen pushed his knot into Jared and bit down on Jareds neck, marking him and claiming him all for himself. Jared howled and then Jensen was coming in Jared, marking him on the inside as well as his mating bite on the outside.
Chris deserved a pay raise Jensen decided. How he had managed the sudden and unexpected (for all others) end of the debate had been nothing but fabulous. He had managed to get them home without other reporters showing up and had kept Collins and Amell away.
But now three days later Jensen had the feeling something was wrong. This was more than heat; Jared wasn’t responding to him (or anybody) at all. He would drink or eat when something was pressed to his lips, he would sleep when you closed his eyes but he was like a corpse. Since Jensen wasn’t into necrophilia he had given up fucking this corpse two days ago. He had thought Jared was in heat, which he was, but then he should have been much more responsive.
So this morning he had given in to Chris's suggestion and called doctor Beaver. He had taken some blood samples and was now back reporting the results.
“Mr. Padalecki is intoxicated, well overdosed on Tylenol and together with a spontaneous heat; his body went into shock and became catatonic. Feed him, give him a lot to drink and he should recover in a few days.”
Without taking Jensen’s offered hand he turned around and walked out.
Maybe the fire had burned him and he was dead now. Everything was black and hurt. Sometimes he heard a voice, sometimes he could feel something move inside him but for the most part everything was black.
Then after a long, long time there was a light, very small and far ahead of Jared. But it was a nice and warm light and so Jared moved toward, reaching out to the light.
He opened his eyes and found himself on a large bed in an unknown bedroom. The room was nice, white furniture and a soft looking carpet. Through the big French doors he saw a large garden or park. Was he in a hospital and why? But the room didn’t felt like hospital and he wasn’t wearing these funny hospital gowns you had to wear, instead he was wearing boxer briefs and a white t-shirt.
Slowly he sat up and after a little while the room stopped dancing the waltz.
The TV was running on mute: Tuesday stock market listings were running.
Tuesday? Yesterday had been Wednesday, something was wrong and Jared started to get a very bad feeling. He got up and looked around for the bathroom, when he entered the ensuite bathroom and looked into the mirror his legs almost gave out from under him.
On his neck was not only a hated collar but also a bite mark. Someone had claimed and collared him and he had a pretty strong idea who.
Jared rushed to the toilet when he felt he had to throw up. Breathing through his oncoming panic attack he decided first things first. He wasn’t some delicate omega flower that would bow to Jensen Ackles wish and command.
He went back into the bedroom looking for his clothes and took them with him in the bathroom where he locked the door and took a shower. He cleaned himself thoroughly and even pushed a finger in his ass, he couldn’t find any trace that Jensen had … had… knotted him so maybe…
“Jared; are you in there?” a voice from outside.
“Yes I’m coming.” Jared called back. Time to face Senator Jensen Ackles
Author name:
junkerinGenre: RPF
Pairing: Jared/Jensen,
Rating: NC-17
Beta:
cappy712Word count: This part 3.00
Warnings: non-con/dub-con,ABO, public claiming, humiliation, punishment, knotting
Summary: Alpha Jensen
Omega Jared
Jared presented very late as an omega. Maybe it would explain his strong independent streak. He just couldn't become an obedient breeder for some alpha. He bought illegal heat suppressant drugs; he took birth control, and began speaking out about equal rights for omegas at local colleges. At first only a few betas would come out to listen to what he'd say. As he pushed forward the local 'press' took note and soon omegas, betas and even some alphas were supporting Jared and the movement. He throws collar burning rallies and would demand that his state senator debates him. He taunts him, when he is ignored.
Jensen is the senator that Jared wants to debate. Jensen is a very strict alpha who believes omegas should be collared, bred, and kept quiet. When Jensen first hears of Jared-he embeds one of his trusted betas into Jared's movement to get close to him. Now that Jared is becoming more unruly and popular Jensen is spurred into action. He has his 'spy' replace Jared's supplements and birth control with placebos. Jensen knows exactly when they will wear off and when Jared will go into heat. So, he agrees to debate Jared in a national setting. Jensen will pick the date and time of the debate. His plan is simple, let the nation see first hand that Jared isn't anything special and is ruled by his biology when he goes into heat and presents on national TV. Jensen wants nothing more than to teach Jared his place.
To Jared's horror he is mated and claimed by Jensen on TV, and in an instant Jared loses everything.
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Survey Results
CHAPTER TWO
Osric had promised to join them later. Jared held another speech tonight. Osric knew Mr. Ackles wouldn’t like what Jared was telling his audience: asking the attending betas and omegas to burn their collars and taunting Senator Ackles to debate him.
But right now Osric had other problems. Two days ago he had taken Tom’s apartment key and Senator Ackles had arranged to copy it, before Osric had returned the key. Now Osric was sneaking into the apartment of his friends. – No – they weren’t his friends, they were his special job.
Mr. Ackles – Jensen – had promised him to consider mating and claiming him. And wouldn’t his parents love their little omega mated to a Senator?
Carefully Osric opened the door to the apartment. “Hello?” he called out, but they were all gone with Jared. Looking around Osric headed to the bathroom. There were four cabinets and thank god before he could panic he saw that they were all labeled: Tom, Mike, Chad and Jared.
Osric checked the cabinet, after shave, tooth brush; shampoo, Aspirin and then he saw two brand new 3-month box suppressants and birth control. Jared really wanted to be safe. He not only suppressed his heats he also took the pill so he wouldn’t get pregnant.
Osric took the two boxes and exchanged them for the ones Chris had given him. How Jensen or Chris knew what brand Jared took or that he was just about to start a new circle was beyond him. But he was just an omega, alphas were smarter. He looked around for the last time and then hurried to meet the others at Richards’s café.
Jensen was very content with himself. He'd had this little omega Osram? Oscar? No Osric replace Padalecki´s medication. Now everything was a question of timing.
“You look … almost happy.” Chris said.
“Well if Oscar has done his job, Mr. Padalecki won’t be a problem much longer.”
“And what do you do when OSRIC comes, demanding to be claimed as you promised him?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Chris, if you want you can have him; after he's finished his job. If not, well I don’t need him by than anymore and he is free to go.”
“And Padalecki?” Chris asked.
“Well omega Padalecki will soon learn what it truly means to be an omega.”
“Jensen what exactly are you planning?”
“I will not mate him – god no – I don’t want to tie myself to such a troublemaker, but I’ll knot Padalecki during his first real heat on national TV and than every other alpha can have a go at him. Jared Padalecki will no longer be believable. NBER will prove to be a contradiction itself. And everyone will be happy.”
“Everybody? You mean your dad and his friends. Jensen I’m no longer sure this is what the people want. Things are changing; Osric reported there are many alphas in the audience and not only because this boy looks good. They are listening. Maybe…” he took a deep breath steeling himself for what he was about to say. “Maybe it is time for a change.”
“Chris if I didn’t knew you so well I would think you were fraternizing with the enemy.” Jensen’s voice was ice cold and he looked at his friend and right hand with calculating eyes.
“No, no but you always followed the mainstream. It is my job to tell you that the direction is maybe coming to a change.”
Jared was standing on the steps of the auditorium watching the bonfire. The evening had been a total success. The admission for NBER huge and he knew tomorrow morning he would be on the news again. He had given several interviews to the local news station but he hoped with Misha’s and Steve’s help, he would make the nationwide news.
More and more betas and omegas stepped forward throwing the hated collar into the flames. The mood of the crowd was euphoric.
Then an alpha with his omega stepped in front of the fire; the alpha kissed the omega and took his collar off, giving it to the omega that looked at it before throwing it into the flames as well. The crowd cheered as it burst into flames.
Looking around they saw Jared and his friends on the steps. “Hi, I’m Harry this in my om… my partner Ed. We would just like to tell you, you spoke from the bottom of our hearts. Thank you.” They turned around and walked away still holding hands.
Jared’s parents had called earlier today and told him how proud they were of him, they had seen him on the news and were collecting each bit of newspaper they could get their hands on that mentioned Jared and his work.
He had also spoken with Misha earlier this evening. Misha had returned to DC but they stayed in contact via Skype and phone. “Part of your success is that you don’t condemn matings. You don’t scream don’t ever mate or hate alphas. You just demand equal rights for betas and omegas. You show that an unmated omega can have success and a career without abandoning the idea of mating and kids.
Is there any news on the Ackles front?”
Due to Misha’s insistence, Jared had started to ask for Senator Jensen Ackles to debate him and if Jared was honest with himself he would really like to debate with Jensen – ahm – Senator Ackles.
True he was the leading force of the establishment; so to say the arch enemy but Jared had watched videos of Jensen (from college debates till now) and he had the feeling that he could convince Jensen given the chance. Jared had the feeling that could he make Jensen really understand the injustice (he had by far the better arguments) and if Jensen - ahm - Senator Ackles would really listen to him… everything became possible…
Yes okay, so Jared was daydreaming a little bit.
On the downside was only the warning his doctor had given him on his last appointment to get his suppressants. “Jared if you ever decide to go off suppressants please let me know. Your first heat after taking medication for so long can be very dangerous for you and even for your partner. There are medications you would have to take to minimize the side effects going off the suppressants and birth control.”
“Yes Doc, thank you. I will keep that in mind. But right now I don’t see a reason to stop taking them.” Jared had answered. He had thought briefly of Steve but so far there was only friendship between them.
Standing on the steps of the auditorium, surrounded by his friends and looking into the flames, Jared decided: Yes life was great and Jared was living his dream.
The next couple of weeks went by in the same manner; during the day Jared studied and in the evenings he held fierce speeches for an ever growing audience where he taunted Senator Ackles before everyone moved outside for the burning of the collars.
It was Wednesday morning when the phone rang and Jared picked it up.
“Hello.”
“Office of Senator Ackles, one moment please.”
“Hello this is Jensen Ackles speaking. May I speak with Mr. Jared Padalecki?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
“I believe you want to debate me.”
“Senator Ackles I …”
“Well let’s see, I don’t have any openings this week but how about next Tuesday? At the CW Studios?”
“Yes that sounds…”
“Okay my secretary will contact you for further details. Good day Mr. Padalecki.” And he hung up.
His friends were still sitting around the dining table and looking at him with expectation shining in their eyes.
“Well it looks like I have a debate with Senator Ackles next Tuesday at the CW Studios. This means nationwide broadcasting!”
Tom and Mike were speechless and Chad and Steve were cheering. Life was great and he would show Senator Ackles that his POV was wrong and that the future needed to have equal rights for all.
Jared prepared for the oncoming debate like he had for the state championship. Only he hadn’t been ill back then. Obviously he was coming down with the flu. He had hot flashes, headaches, high blood pressure, and he felt dizzy. Sometimes it was so bad he could hardly concentrate. Jared was no friend of taking medication (apart from his usual suppressants and the pill) but now, Monday before the debate he bought himself some Tylenol extra strong, taking the maximum dosage, to make it thru today. He vowed to himself if he wasn't better after the debate he would go to see his doctor.
“What the hell are you doing Jensen?!” his father screamed into the phone.
“Dad – Dad let me explain. I have a plan…”
“A plan? Jensen they are gaining support by the hour. Why do you think I made you senator?”
“You didn’t make me. I did it all by myself.”
“Maybe,” he said with a sneer in his voice, “but you weren’t afraid to take my money. Now do your damn job!” he hung up.
Jensen blew his breath out. He hated when his father wanted to claim his achievements as his own. He had a plan, and now it was time it was time to leave for the studio. Together with Chris he left his office.
“Oscar, when the debate starts please call my father and ask him to watch.” Jensen called over his shoulder to the omega.
Jensen knew this evening when the full moon would rise over the horizon Padalecki would go into a full heat. He had it all timed out thanks to an informant at Jared’s doctor.
Jensen had watched some debates and some of Jared’s speeches and he knew the guy was good. Maybe better than him (he had some good arguments) but tonight none of this would matter.
They arrived half an hour before the debate would begin. It wouldn’t be before a live audience, Jensen had objected to Jareds proposal, fearing Jared would manage to get many of his supporters in.
Jensen expected to be the first to arrive but when he entered the green room there was already a group of three sitting on the leather sofa and talking to one another. Jensen recognized Misha Collins and Steve Amell the reporter right away. The group felt silent as they entered.
Jared Padalecki was sitting with his back to the door but he got up and turned around when Misha nodded to him.
Jensen looked up and up wow this omega was tall but it was his eyes that took nearly Jensens breath away. They were fox tilted and combined so many colors from blue to gold that it would take a lifetime to figure them all out. And Jensen was almost willing to spend that time. Only the fine shine of sweat on his forehead and the blown up pupils were an indication that Jared Padalecki wasn’t feeling all too well.
“Senator Ackles it is an honor that you agreed on this discussion.” Jared said with a friendly smile and bit of breathlessnes.
“Well you didn’t give me much of a choice.”
“It is too important a topic to be ignored.” Jared responded. Jensen saw with interest that his hands were shaking and he was swaying on his feet. He checked his watch; right, the full moon had just risen and the omegas scent was getting stronger and stronger by the minute.
Carefully Jensen sniffed in Jared direction. It was impolite, rude and came close to cheating, scenting his opponent, but Jensen had to know how this omega – his Jared – would smell. Jared’s scent was a total surprise to Jensen. All the other omegas he had ever smelled were like roses, spun sugar sweet scents. Jared smelled like lemongrass and spice and spring rain in the desert.
Jensen had completely forgotten that he didn’t want to mate with Jared, that in fact he had told Chris that every alpha in the studio could have a go at Jared. No! The omega was his; he wanted him all for himself.
He felt his member grow hard in his slacks reacting to Jared’s scent and to the picture Jensen drew in his mind.
Before Jensen could do something stupid, the door opened and an assistant came in: “Senator Ackles, Mr. Padalecki if you would please follow me.”
Steve Amell touched Jared on his elbow: “Are you okay?” he asked concerned.
Jensen had a hard time suppressing his anger: another alpha was touching his intended omega. It took all of his self-control to not rip Amell´s heart out. He pushed rudely between them and followed the assistant to the studio.
The debate was running for five minutes and Jensen knew he was losing.
Jared was a master at debating, he knew his data, had wit, and was eloquent and charming. Jensen had been good back in college but now he ordered more than debated with his staff. It was his fault that he had relyed too much on the placebos and Jared going into heat.
Suddenly everything changed; the full moon could be seen thru the big windows of the studio and Jared was bathed in the moonlight. Whatever he had done to to keep himself in check went out the window. The smell transmitters that broadcasted the scent in every living room that cared to watch were the first that picked up the change.
“And so it is…” Jared trailed off and Jensen knew now was his time.
“Shut up bitch. I can smell you. Get down and present yourself to your alpha.” Jensen ordered.”
Jared was burning alive. The pain medication had worn off and the dizziness had returned. He felt like his skin was burning away and all other sounds around him sounded far away. He couldn’t distinguish who was talking.
Why was he talking anyhow?
Oh god! Everything hurt so and his head felt like someone was beating him with a baseball bat.
“… get down…”
A beautiful voice came to his aid and cut through Jared’s pain. Yes standing up was too much work sitting down would be much easier.
This was Jared’s last conscious thought before everything faded into black.
Jensen couldn’t believe his luck: two security men were holding Steve Amell back and a third Misha Collins. He smirked at the cameras before walking to Jared.
Jared was on all fours, sweating and panting and obvious in pain. He took Jared’s jacket off and opened the first three buttons of his dress shirt. He wanted Jared naked and writhing and desperate beneath him. But he didn’t want all the world to see the beauty Jared was.
He got up again and walked slowly around the panting omega.
“All your talk about equal rights for betas and omegas are ridiculous. This here is why it doesn’t work. You degenerate to your baser instincts and only alphas can fight that.”
While talking Jensen had kneeled behind Jared and opened Jared’s pants and pushed them together with his underwear down.
Oh moon he was beautiful. An omega presenting himself to his alpha; the way it was supposed to be. Jared naked ass was right before Jensen he arched his back and Jensen could see Jared natural slick glistening between his ass cheeks.
He would love to take his time but Jensen saw the fight Amell put up and he knew he had to hurry if he wanted Jared for himself.
He opened his pants and used Jared now leaking slick to get his member nice wet and shining. Jensen lined himself up with Jared’s wet hole and slowly pushed into Jared.
Oh god he was in heaven. Jared virgin hole was so hot and tight around him like he was made for Jensen.
Vaguely Jensen remembered that he had wanted to say something but the smell of Jared took every coherent thought away. He drew back and pushed back in. Jared groaned he didn’t know from pain or pleasure but he knew he would claim this omega.
Faster and faster Jensen slammed into Jared. He could feel his knot expanding catching on Jared’s rim. With a last, almost brutal thrust Jensen pushed his knot into Jared and bit down on Jareds neck, marking him and claiming him all for himself. Jared howled and then Jensen was coming in Jared, marking him on the inside as well as his mating bite on the outside.
Chris deserved a pay raise Jensen decided. How he had managed the sudden and unexpected (for all others) end of the debate had been nothing but fabulous. He had managed to get them home without other reporters showing up and had kept Collins and Amell away.
But now three days later Jensen had the feeling something was wrong. This was more than heat; Jared wasn’t responding to him (or anybody) at all. He would drink or eat when something was pressed to his lips, he would sleep when you closed his eyes but he was like a corpse. Since Jensen wasn’t into necrophilia he had given up fucking this corpse two days ago. He had thought Jared was in heat, which he was, but then he should have been much more responsive.
So this morning he had given in to Chris's suggestion and called doctor Beaver. He had taken some blood samples and was now back reporting the results.
“Mr. Padalecki is intoxicated, well overdosed on Tylenol and together with a spontaneous heat; his body went into shock and became catatonic. Feed him, give him a lot to drink and he should recover in a few days.”
Without taking Jensen’s offered hand he turned around and walked out.
Maybe the fire had burned him and he was dead now. Everything was black and hurt. Sometimes he heard a voice, sometimes he could feel something move inside him but for the most part everything was black.
Then after a long, long time there was a light, very small and far ahead of Jared. But it was a nice and warm light and so Jared moved toward, reaching out to the light.
He opened his eyes and found himself on a large bed in an unknown bedroom. The room was nice, white furniture and a soft looking carpet. Through the big French doors he saw a large garden or park. Was he in a hospital and why? But the room didn’t felt like hospital and he wasn’t wearing these funny hospital gowns you had to wear, instead he was wearing boxer briefs and a white t-shirt.
Slowly he sat up and after a little while the room stopped dancing the waltz.
The TV was running on mute: Tuesday stock market listings were running.
Tuesday? Yesterday had been Wednesday, something was wrong and Jared started to get a very bad feeling. He got up and looked around for the bathroom, when he entered the ensuite bathroom and looked into the mirror his legs almost gave out from under him.
On his neck was not only a hated collar but also a bite mark. Someone had claimed and collared him and he had a pretty strong idea who.
Jared rushed to the toilet when he felt he had to throw up. Breathing through his oncoming panic attack he decided first things first. He wasn’t some delicate omega flower that would bow to Jensen Ackles wish and command.
He went back into the bedroom looking for his clothes and took them with him in the bathroom where he locked the door and took a shower. He cleaned himself thoroughly and even pushed a finger in his ass, he couldn’t find any trace that Jensen had … had… knotted him so maybe…
“Jared; are you in there?” a voice from outside.
“Yes I’m coming.” Jared called back. Time to face Senator Jensen Ackles
