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Summary:You tell your adoptive family about your meeting with your biological family, confirming that you know that your heart is with the Ackles’. Your good mood continues as you return home to the Padaleckis. Words:2.6k Jared x Reader x Gen, Danneel, Jensen, JJ, Arrow, Zep, Tom, Shep, Dallas (OC) Warnings:smut
Summary:You tell your adoptive family about your meeting with your biological family, confirming that you know that your heart is with the Ackles’. Your good mood continues as you return home to the Padaleckis. Words:2.6k Jared x Reader x Gen, Danneel, Jensen, JJ, Arrow, Zep, Tom, Shep, Dallas (OC) Warnings:smut
You let yourself into your parents’ house after your shift, taking your shoes off in the entryway before being greeted by the dogs.
“Hello, boys,” you smiled, crouching to pet them both as you heard the sound of little feet rushing through the halls.
You grinned as you saw your brother running towards you, scooping him up onto your hip and kissing his cheek as you walked further into the house.
“Where’s mama?” you asked him as he grabbed your cap, putting it onto his own head.
“Kitch’n,” he told you, smiling up at you with your cap on backwards. “We’re bakin’.”
“Looks super cool on you,” you assured him, walking through to the kitchen, seeing JJ and Arrow standing on stools and decorating cupcakes, Danneel washing her hands at the sink.
“Ditto!” Arrow grinned, and you leaned down to kiss each of the kids on their heads, gently dropping Zep back down to the ground as Danneel dried her hands.
“Hey, Mama,” you smiled, wrapping your arms around her and letting her kiss your cheek.
“Hey, baby,” she murmured, pulling back and cupping your face.
“Where’s Dad?” you asked, a pointless question as he walked into the kitchen, ruffling the rest of the kids’ hair and stealing your cap back from Zep on his way over to you.
You pulled back from Danneel in order to wrap your arms around him.
“Welcome home, sweetheart,” he smiled, kissing your temple before pulling back enough to look down at you.
He placed the cap back on your head, curiosity mixing with concern in his expression.
“So,” Danneel prompted, watching you with much the same look on her face. “How’d it go? How did you feel? Whatdid you feel?“
You looked down, nodding to yourself before looking at each of them.
“Nothing,” you told them, unable to fight the smile. “I felt nothing.”
“What do you mean?” Jensen asked, your smile infectious even though he didn’t quite understand your joy.
“I met his daughters, his wife, and I felt nothing towards any of them,” you explained, slipping out of Jensen’s arms to lean against the counter. “Nothing more than a normal fan encounter. There’s… there’s no urge to get to know them.”
Danneel smiled, looking up at Jensen as he smiled down at her, the two of them turning their eyes to you.
“I feel good,” you assured them, smiling down at JJ as she came to wrap her arms around your waist.
You stroked her hair, looking back at your parents.
“This is home, this is my family,” you told them, watching as Zeppelin picked at the chocolate chips that had been used as decoration on one of the cakes. “I’m sure of it.”
*****
You left your parents and siblings’ house just before dinner, picking up burgers for Jared, Gen, and the kids before going home.
Tom was waiting on the doorstep as you pulled onto the driveway, and you smiled as he came to the car to help you bring in the food.
“How’s your day been?” you asked him, handing him the paper bag so you could carry the drinks inside.
“Walked the doggos with Dad and Dallas,” he told you. “Shep and Mama were workin’ the garden. How was work?”
“It was good,” you told him, kicking the front door closed behind you. “Glad to be home to you all, though.”
He smiled up at you, leading you through to the rest of your family.
Gen grabbed the drinks from you as Jared walked over to greet you with Dallas on his hip.
“Welcome home, Mama,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss you as you took your daughter from him. “I’m glad it went well.”
You had messaged home once you’d spoken to Jensen and Danneel, letting them know how the meeting with your biological family had gone.
“Michael got what he wanted, and I got the confirmation I needed,” you confirmed, going up on tiptoes to kiss him again. “I’m happy.”
“Good,” he smiled, and you blew a raspberry on Dallas’ cheek to make her giggle.
“Time for food,” you told her, moving to sit down next to Shep.
“Yum,” your daughter hummed as Gen handed over your food.
You leaned over to kiss Shep’s head, and he smiled up at you as he accepted his fries from his mom.
“Takeout for a treat,” you reminded them as you broke apart a chicken nugget, blowing to cool it down before handing half to your daughter. “Because Mama Y/N is in a good mood.”
“Mama Y/N should be in a good mood more often if it means burgers,” Gen joked, and the boys nodded in agreement.
Jared rolled his eyes, taking a drink from his soda.
“We’re just happy to have you home,” he told you, “And back to your old self.”
You smiled as Dallas reached for the other half of the nugget that you were holding, handing it to her before unwrapping your burger.
“It’s good to be back.”
*****
Gen was checking on the kids while you and Jared got ready for bed that night, and you hadn’t really stopped smiling all evening.
You pulled on a long nightshirt and got into bed as Jared walked back in from your bathroom, running his hands through his hair.
You shifted towards him as he got in beside you, earning a smile back as he rolled onto his elbow to look down at you.
“I love seeing you so smiley,” he murmured, and you laughed softly as you reached a hand to cup his cheek.
“I’m happy,” you told him, your thumb tracing his lower lip. “I’m home. I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he spoke, his lips dislodging your thumb to his chin.
You smiled, leaning up and encouraging him down into a kiss.
Jared kissed back, letting you roll him onto his back and hold yourself over him.
You deepened the kiss, carding your hand into his hair and moving one leg to straddle his waist.
“Careful,” Jared murmured, shifting his hips slightly. “Don’t want to go getting me all excited.”
You grinned, moving your kiss from his lips, across his cheek, towards his ear.
“I think that’s exactly what I want,” you told him, lightly kissing the shell of his ear before pulling back to look at him.
“Fuck,” he breathed, and you nodded.
“Unless you don’t want to…” you trailed off and he shook his head, his hands resting on your bare thighs.
You shivered at the touch as his hands moved upwards, pushing the hem of your shirt up as his palms came to rest on your hips.
“Been a while, huh?” he murmured, and you nodded, running your hands up his chest before leaning down to kiss him again.
“Haven’t been in the mood until now,” you reasoned, rolling your hips enough to feel him stir beneath the thin cotton of his pyjama pants.
He groaned as you ground yourself against him, his grip tightening on your waist.
“I want you,” you whispered against his lips before lifting yourself up onto your knees.
You moved off of him, earning a small protest before he realised you had only left to remove your panties, crawling back on top of him with a smirk.
“Don’t worry,” you told him. “I’m not that mean.”
“Thank God,” he smiled, carding both hands into your hair and pulling you in for a kiss.
You rolled your body against him as he deepened the kiss, letting him explore your mouth with his tongue as if he didn’t already know every part of you intimately.
Your hands moved down his chest, abs, towards the waistband of his pants as you kissed, allowing your nails to drag slightly and make him lean into the touch.
You broke the kiss to push his pants down around his thighs, setting his impressive erection free from the confines of cotton.
You bit your lip as your hand encircled him at the base, your fingers barely touching as you slowly stroked him. No matter how many times you’d been with the man, Jared’s cock was something to marvel at.
You leaned back over him, one hand still stroking his hard cock, to kiss him as your other hand reached blindly into the drawer of the bedside table for lube.
You smiled when you found it, pulling Jared’s lower lip between your teeth in a gentle bite.
“Fuck,” he groaned as you sat back, his hands on your thighs again as you squeezed the lube onto your hand.
“That’s the idea,” you smiled, rubbing your hands together to spread and warm the cold lube.
Jared’s hands massaged your thighs as you began to stroke him again, bringing yourself up onto your knees as your other hand moved between your legs.
“I can help with that,” Jared offered, one strong hand moving your shirt out of the way and holding your waist while the other continued to hold your thigh, his hips occasionally thrusting into your fist.
“I’m good,” you assured him, entering yourself with two slick fingers and biting your lip.
Jared was watching you with a glassy expression, his eyes not sure whether to follow the movement of your hand on his cock, your fingers working yourself open, or the look of pure lust on your face.
“You’re amazing,” he breathed, his hips thrusting involuntarily as you made yourself moan.
You laughed breathlessly, briefly teasing your clit before shifting yourself on top of him, lining his cock up with your entrance.
You held him at the base as you slowly lowered yourself down onto him, taking your time to appreciate the incredibly full feeling of him being inside you.
Jared grabbed a tissue from the box beside the bed, handing it to you when you were fully seated. You wiped your hands, grateful to rid yourself of the lubed up feeling as you tossed the tissue into the trash and were able to place your hands on his chest again.
“You good?” Jared checked, stroking your forearms as you rolled your hips.
“I’mgreat,” you breathed, leaning down to kiss him again, wasting no time before licking into his mouth, your hips rolling against his in a way that provided friction to your clit alongside the otherworldly sensation of his cock moving inside you.
His hands moved to your waist, shucking up your shirt to get skin-on-skin, holding you tightly as he began to thrust up into you. Your hands were in his hair, breaking the kiss only to breathe and going straight back for more.
Jared groaned as he thrusted into your tight wet heat, your hips meeting his and then grinding at the base.
He rolled the two of you over and your back hit the mattress, your legs wrapping around him as he held himself over you.
“Wait,” he murmured, kissing you quickly before pulling away completely to finally fully kick his pyjama pants off.
“Better?” you asked as he moved back over you, lining up again.
“Much,” he grunted as he thrust into you, causing your head to fall back against the pillows.
He continued to kiss down your neck as he fucked you, one arm braced beside your head as the hand of the other travelled down your body.
Your hands carded into his hair as he kissed your clavicle, the bare touch of his fingertips to your clit having you bucking up against him.
He continued to rub small circles as his hips kept fucking you, your legs around his hips holding on for dear life.
He slowed down, stilling his hips to pull back and kiss you, and you melted into the gentleness of the kiss.
“Missed this,” he murmured, and you nodded.
It hadn’t really been just the two of you since you had finished work in February, and only having one partner to focus on was a totally different experience than when the three of you were all together. Not better, not worse, just different entirely.
“You ready?” Jared asked, and you laughed softly, kissing him again.
“Always.”
With your confirmation, he began to move his hips again, holding nothing back as he fucked into you over and over, the stimulation on your clit combined with the fullness of him inside of you bringing you racing towards orgasm before any time at all.
“Please,” you breathed, wrapping your arms around him and holding tight. “Please.”
Jared didn’t reply, kissing your neck as he continued his ministrations, bringing you right to the edge and pushing you over with practiced finesse.
Your body convulsed with your climax, your head thrown back into the pillow as he continued to fuck into you, chasing his own release.
Your heart was pounding, your fingers tangling in his hair as you quietly encouraged him to come.
The rhythm of his hips became less even, a few shallower thrusts before he came with a shaky breath against your neck, letting his bodyweight fall onto you for a moment.
"Great work,” you laughed softly, unwrapping your legs from around his waist as the two of you caught your breath.
“Yeah, you too,” he told you, rolling to the side with a dopey smile on his face.
The two of you laid there, the covers barely covering your feet at the bottom of the bed, basking in the afterglow.
“Y'should clean up,” you told Jared, patting his chest lightly as you rolled to look down at him. “Put your pants back on.”
“Mhm,” he hummed in agreement, pulling you down into a kiss just as the door began to open.
You quickly grabbed the covers, pulling them up enough to cover Jared’s modesty and sighing with relief when Gen entered alone.
“Smells like a good time,” she teased, tossing Jared his pyjama pants from the end of the bed and you both blushed through sheepish smiles.
“We got a little carried away,” Jared answered, pulling on his pants before getting out of bed.
“Yeah I can see that,” Gen laughed, perching beside you on the bed as she removed her jewellery.
“How are the kids?” you asked as Jared went through to the bathroom.
“Fine,” Gen assured you, continuing to change. “Dal was awake so I told her a story until she fell asleep again.”
“What story?” you asked, and she stood to remove her jeans.
“One about a princess,” she told you, pulling on pyjamas as she spoke, “Who left her wicked step-mother behind and followed her dreams, finding her family and true love along the way.”
“You’re a dork,” you laughed softly, swinging your legs out of the bed and getting to your feet.
“She loved it,” she told you, and you pulled her into a kiss. “Loves stories about her mama.”
“She loves all stories, she’s a baby,” you reminded her, and she shrugged.
“She can walk and talk,” she pointed out. “Won’t be a baby for long.”
“Can’t believe you’d say that to me,” you gasped as Jared came back into the bedroom.
“Before you know it, she’ll be at school,” Gen warned, and you shook your head.
“Nope, don’t want to hear it.”
Jared and Gen watched as you left to clean up and brush your teeth.
“She’s in denial,” Jared murmured, and Gen laughed, smiling up at him as he walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
“We were the same,” she reminded him. “When Tom was Dal’s age.”
Jared nodded, leaning in for a kiss as she pushed up onto her toes.
“I love being a dad,” he told her, and she grinned, pressing another kiss to his lips before pulling back to get into bed.
“Being a dad suits you,” she assured him, lifting the covers for him to get in beside her.
You switched off the lights on your way back into the room, getting in beside Genevieve and turning off your bedside lamp.
“I love y’all,” you murmured into the darkness. “You know that, right?”
“We know,” Gen replied, turning to face you. “It’s mutual.”
