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New Perspective

Chapter Eight: I Can Be Mom (Unless You Want to Be Dad)

Warnings: Smut, a smidge of transphobia, remember when i said bottom Jensen??? yeah, use of butt plugs, yeah...

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@MOCCAINDEAN: WHAT DO YOU MEAN JENSEN WENT TO SOME RANDOM ASS COLLEGE BAR

Reply to @MOCCAINDEAN by @ lesbiandean: HIS GF IS 21… OF COURSE HE DID

Reply to @ lesbiandean by @MOCCAINDEAN: …. wait you're so right oops

The first time Jensen had heard of Avery's desire to dress up as someone from Barbie was a week or so before its release. When it did come out, she went on opening day with her friends dressed in all pink. It was a far cry from what she usually wore—she wore a lot of dark colors, different blues mostly. He felt like he was missing out but there wasn't much he could do since he was in Texas and doing some voice acting at the time.

The next time Avery brought up wanting to dress up for Halloween, it was September. It was some off-hand comment Avery didn't really think about making but Jensen took it to heart. It was early October when they made their plans.

"Howdy, partner." Avery smirked, doing the worst Southern accent Jensen had ever heard. He found it funny. She had her makeup done already and wore her costume—an embroidered shirt that had fringe, black slacks and belt with a hefty belt buckle, white cowboy boots with silver accents, and a white cowboy hat she borrowed from Jensen. She was Ken.

And Jensen was Barbie.

He wore the signature sleeveless pink denim top and bell bottoms that had a little string in the front to keep them up on his hips decorated with stars and stripes of white at the sides. Jensen might've asked his costume designer to take a bit of creative liberty. His boots were white with silver on the toes. Jensen's cream-colored hat was on Avery's desk since he was about to get his makeup done.

"Howdy to you too, sweetheart." Jensen chuckled, letting his Texas drawl out.

Avery had Jensen face her, uncapping her concealer tube. She was glad they were similar in skin tone. She put a few dollops under his eyes and blended them in. Jensen wet his lips as he watched Avery focus. Her eyes were focused on blending the concealer, tongue peeking from between her lips. She was adorable. She powered his face then brushed some blush on his cheeks then on his nose. Jensen wrinkled his nose a bit, not used to the contact there.

"Be still." Avery teased softly, cupping his chin.

"Yes, ma'am." Jensen said out of instinct.

Avery narrowed her eyes as she grabbed an eyeshadow palette. She wanted to go for a more neutral look because he was wearing a hell of a lot of pink already. Jensen felt a little ticklish as Avery brushed some auburn color on his eyelids. Trying his best not to twitch his eye, he tapped his fingers against the arms of his chair.

"Alright, look up for me, honey." Avery whispered as she grabbed a tube of mascara and uncapped it. Jensen complied. Avery ran the end through his lashes and smiled. "Just one more thing." She sifted through loose products in one of her drawers.

Jensen watched, glancing back up at Avery. He wondered if she'd ever do eyeliner on him.

The one last thing was a silver bullet of lipstick in a muted pink color similar to Jensen's lip color, maybe a shade or two deeper. "Open." Avery tapped his chin with her thumb.

Willing away the thoughts that came over to him, Jensen did as asked. She swiped the product over his lips and put it away once she was done.

"There you go." Avery smiled. Jensen in makeup that wasn't specifically meant for TV was cool to see. Especially since it was her handiwork.

"How do I look?" He asked as he stood and looked at himself in Avery's full-length mirror. He looked taller than usual and it wasn't just the heeled boots he wore.

Avery followed Jensen and looked at him in the mirror, setting a hand on his hip. "Hot as hell." She whispered in his ear. The urge to grab his ass because of the stars on the back of his pants overtook her. But she didn't act upon it.

Jensen laughed quietly and turned in her arms to press a kiss to her lips. She eagerly returned the favor. She couldn't believe her life. The fact that she had a boyfriend, that he wanted to do a matching costume, that he was fine with being the Barbie in their equation, and that he was Jensen. Avery didn't think she'd ever get over that. Maybe in a few hundred years when she's dead and buried.

"Now, don't ruin all my hard work." Avery pulled away, grabbing Jensen's hat for him.

Jensen took the hat and placed it on his head like he's done a million times before. Just never quite like that. "I wouldn't dream of it, darlin'." He teased.

"I guess I'm getting a Texas Barbie tonight." Avery chuckled as she collected her wallet and phone. There was no need for a purse since she had plenty of pockets. On the other hand, Jensen didn't. For once. But Jensen decided he didn't need his phone anyway.

"And this Barbie knows how to ride." Jensen winked.

Avery's brain stopped. She bumped him with her hip. "Picture time." It was best to not even mention it or she'd go insane.

The pair took a few photos in the mirror to have a full look at their costumes. Besides a few changes to Jensen's costume had, they were fairly accurate to the movie. And Avery loved it. Then they took a few selfies that, absentmindedly, Avery uploaded to her Instagram. It was a ritual to show off her costume for Halloween every year and it slipped her mind that maybe… maybe it wasn't the best idea to do that this year.

averyxcario: barbie and ken !! my ken is actually a barbie and comes fully customizable

The only thing that could make the night more perfect for Avery was if her Mustang was painted pink. Maybe she should've asked her brother for a temporary wrap, she still liked her blue.

Avery's plan for the rest of the night was to go to a special Halloween drag show at a local queer bar. Jensen liked the idea but was a little… nervous. He had only been to a handful of gay bars in his life but he always felt weird. Like he was imposing. Previously, he'd only gone with friends, not with someone he loved. Someone he loved who was very connected to her queerness and, even if she didn't have many Instagram posts about it, was proud of herself and the woman she was.

Jensen partly blamed his awkwardness on his upbringing. His aunt was a lesbian but, in his family, their thought process was more out of sight, out of mind. As long as she didn't explicitly bring it up, neither would his family. So seeing people be so vocal was… a lot.

Avery understood. She promised they'd leave if he ever felt uncomfortable. Jensen wanted to protest especially since queer bars were a lot of queer people’s safe space but Avery admitted Elena or Jay could get too overstimulated so they'd go home because of that sometimes. Or sometimes Avery's battery would drain quickly.

So Jensen and Avery stood outside the bar. They looked at each other before they stepped inside. There was a mix of people there. Kids Avery's age, adults Jensen's age, and a few elders filled the bar. Most were in costume while a few decided to dress vaguely witch-like or vampire-like. Or maybe that was just how they dressed. A drag queen was on a stage near the back of the bar. Jensen had expected to feel that awkwardness again but he just didn't. There were a few people heavily making out in some corners and—Were those people with dog collars? He was, for the most part, unphased.

Avery guided Jensen to the bar, hearing a few whistles and earning a few bedroom eyes on the way. "Can I get whatever special cocktail you got?" Avery yelled to the bartender over the music blaring as the Queen performed and the delighted screams of patrons. She glanced at Jensen. "Make that two!" The bartender simply nodded.

Jensen and Avery were lucky to grab seats at the bar. Jensen leaned to Avery's ear so they could talk and hopefully hear what he said. "Is it always like this?"

"No." Avery glanced at the stage. "That's a RuGirl and it's Halloween. Halloween is a gay ass holiday, add a RuGirl into the mix and suddenly every queer in town is here." She explained.

The bartender gave the pair their drinks. Under the dim, blue light, the liquid looked deep purple. And a bit fizzy. The glass was short and decorated with a plastic stirrer that had a skull at the end. Jensen took a hesitant sip. A pleasant surprise. The cocktail tasted of blueberries, lavender, and vodka. The carbonation had to be from tonic water or something.

"What's a RuGirl?" Jensen caught himself asking.

Avery pursed her lips, disappointment evident on her face. Mostly in herself. She hadn't quite told Jensen everything she liked. Apparently being a Drag Race fan was one of the things that slipped her mind. "Being a RuGirl means you've been on Drag Race." Jensen knew the show. However, he only saw snippets of it online. "And that," Avery pointed to the stage as she sipped her drink. "Is Violet Chachki."

Jensen watched the performance. Violet was wearing some sort of jeweled bodice that had red jewels sewn in a certain way to make it look like blood and was lip-syncing to some Lady Gaga song he didn't quite recognize. He could understand why some might be mesmerized by her. The way she danced, the way she looked so confident. Like she could have anyone in the room. And she was probably right.

"She's so hot." Avery sighed wistfully.

Jensen chuckled. He became used to how Avery would offhandedly call someone hot—usually a girl or feminine-looking person. At first, it was a bit jarring but he knew Avery liked him and only him.

Someone brushed past them, turning towards Jensen. "You're a pretty boy." It was a man. He looked around Avery's age, if a bit older. But his words did not match how he looked. If Avery could describe him with one word, it would be "twink." Being so bold as to say a grown-ass man was a "pretty boy" to his face was hilarious.

"Thanks, man but I do have a girlfriend. Even then, I don't swing that way." Jensen tried to let him down gently, hinting at the fact that Avery was literally right next to him.

The man glanced behind Jensen at Avery and narrowed his eyes. "You're straight? Why're you here then?" He scoffed.

Avery had to resist the urge to laugh. She forgot she passed so well that people thought she could be a cis woman. Or maybe this guy's gaydar was horrible. Both were very viable. A lot of people didn't know Avery was trans until she'd made one too many jokes about her dick that it started to get suspicious if she didn't have one. And Jensen might've been straight but Avery was anything but.

Amused at the situation, Jensen had the best idea of what to say in return. "I dunno. I mean, my girl does have the best dick I've put in my mouth."

The man was speechless, trying to grasp words but failing so he simply turned and ran to another side of the bar.

Avery burst out laughing, banging her fist against the bartop. Jensen sipped his drink to mask his smile as he watched her tear up from laughing a little too hard. "Saying that insinuates you've had other dicks in your mouth." She said after she wiped a few tears at the edges of her eyes.

Jensen simply shrugged, staying silent. Avery's eyes went wide. He didn't. But it was worth it to see her reaction.

"I'll krill myself, I swear to God." Avery breathed.

Jensen rolled his eyes and licked his lips. Avery caught the movement with her eyes before she felt hands on her shoulders. She was about to tell whoever it was off until the person came into view. She had her fair share of catcalls, unwanted contact, and unwanted flirting.

Violet Chachki.

The words died on her tongue.

Avery hadn't even registered the change in song. Government Hooker. Violet stood in between Avery's legs and ran a finger down her jaw as she lip-synced to the song.

I could be girl, unless you want to be man

I could be sex, unless you want to hold hands

I could be anything, I could be everything

I could be mom, unless you want to be dad

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Comment on averyxcario's post by acklesfrckles: jensen in makeup… omg

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The rest of the night was uneventful beside those two instances. Avery was speechless for a while once Violet left her alone and needed to bury her face in the bar top, hat falling off. The pair made it home—Avery only had one drink in her system while Jensen had two. Avery went to try and kiss Jensen but their hats were in the way and she lifted a hand to cover her face, a little embarrassed.

Jensen took her hand and removed Avery's hat as well as his own to finish their kiss. "You don't know how to do a cowboy kiss, huh?" He asked, amused.

"No, ‘cause I didn't grow up in fucking Texas where they probably teach that in school." Avery countered, rolling her eyes.

Jensen hummed, pressing a kiss to her cheek as he leaned in near the shell of her ear. "They also teach us how to ride." He whispered.

Avery let out a breath, more like a purr. Her hands found their place on Jensen's hips and pushed him down onto the bed. He was surprised at the sudden aggression but once he saw the dark look in Avery's eyes, he understood. He was fucked. She hovered over him and unbuttoned his top. "Be honest with me." She looked into Jensen's eyes as she pushed the fabric off him. "Is there a reason you took so long in the shower today?"

"Uh…" Jensen swallowed, feeling suddenly very shy. "Maybe."

Avery cocked an eyebrow, hooking a finger under his chin. They both knew the truth. She just wanted him to say it. "Don't lie. Tell me why."

Jensen bit the inside of his cheek, feeling his face warm. He just wanted to get Avery topless so they were even. "I wanted to… prepare myself." He admitted softly. In hopes something like this would happen.

Avery licked the inside of her teeth, deciding not to press further. Jensen's entire chest was red along with his face, she wasn't sure if he could handle anymore teasing. "Good boy." Maybe a bit more. Jensen took a deep breath to suppress the whine that wanted to push itself out of his throat. "Do you want to take off my shirt?"

"Yeah." Jensen sighed, hands fumbling with the buttons of Avery's shirt before he was able to pull it out of her pants and push it off her shoulders. Almost immediately after, he grabbed for her belt.

Avery stopped him, pressing a kiss on his lips as she did it herself. "Eager?" She chuckled as she shoved down her pants as well.

"If you don't put your dick in me soon, I'll off myself." Jensen said without thinking. He was talking to Elena a little too much the past few months.

Avery bit her lip, the edges were turned upward in a smile. She didn't want to laugh. But it was hard not to. She ran a hand through Jensen's hair before she grabbed the waistband of his pants and pulled them off. Imagine her surprise that Jensen wore cloth panties in a similar pink shade of his costume. She glanced up at him, he seemed a little too interested in her chest.

With a sigh, Avery sat back on her heels and ran a hand up Jensen's shoulder. "C'mere, honey." He sat up and awaited her next words. "Take off my bra."

Jensen's mouth felt dry. His hands found the clasp of her bra and—unlike most men Avery had been with—unclasped it with ease. Avery felt the tension in her chest ease. He slipped the straps from her shoulders and took in the sight. He appreciated the new area of skin he had access to. With a glance up at Avery, Jensen pressed a few kisses to her sternum.

Avery gasped as a hand flew to the back of his head. "Don't distract me." She ground out. Repeating last night was tempting but not what she was there for. Jensen relented and pulled away, watching intently as she shoved down her legs. His mouth felt empty. "Now…" Avery ran her hand up his thigh and slipped her fingers under his underwear. "It's your turn."

Jensen's heart sped up. Not even at the fact it would be his first time fully naked in front of Avery but because of what was underneath.

Avery rubbed Jensen's thigh once the underwear was off. "You wanted to ride?" She asked softly, pulling him into her lap. She wasn't used to the weight since Jensen was a pretty hefty guy but she kind of liked it. "Then do it."

Jensen drew in a breath that sounded similar to a whine. He may or may not have thought that a butt plug was a good investment considering he wanted to try bottoming for Avery. Looking back, he was right. He took it out and reached over to put it on the nightstand. Avery set a hand on Jensen's hip to brace him lightly while the other settled on his thigh as he lifted himself up, grabbing onto her shoulders.

"Go slow." Avery whispered. She didn't want Jensen to accidentally hurt himself by getting more than what he could take.

Jensen took the advice and slowly lowered himself, drawing in a sharp breath. The sensation made his brain buzz. Avery was of similar size to him so to say she was packing would be an understatement. He wasn't used to the weight inside him but it filled him in ways he hadn't thought were possible. Mainly because he didn't think he would ever do anything like this. His mouth hung open once Avery's dick was fully seated inside him. He wanted to move but Avery held him still.

"Take a second, honey." Avery whispered, letting out a breathy moan of her own. Jensen was glad this affected her too. "Just… adjust."

With a wordless nod, Jensen whined. He knew Avery was just looking out for him but his patience was wearing thin. After what felt like an eternity, he could feel Avery's grip loosen. She deemed it was fine for him to start moving.

Once he did move, Jensen let out a choked moan. How did people do this regularly? He didn't know. "Fuck!" His head fell as he leaned into Avery's shoulder and chased the feeling.

Avery panted into his ear, egging him on. "You're doing so well…" She whispered. And she meant it. She wasn't sure what she expected from a man like Jensen but this was not it. The eagerness, hell, the desire, to be the one getting fucked. She imagined Jensen hadn't had a chance to get that. Or, if he had, they were few and far between.

The sound of her praise went straight to Jensen's core, only stimulating him more. It was all becoming too much at once. The sound of her pants, her words, the way she felt inside him, his movements. Hell, even the way the bed creaked with each lift and drop of his hips.

"Avery–!" Jensen whimpered when her tip brushed against his prostate at just the right angle. "Fuck, please!" He didn't even know what he wanted. He just wanted it.

As if she knew, Avery bucked her hips upward. Jensen's mouth fell open at the sudden movement. His orgasm hit him at the same time. He hadn't even registered that it was building, too lost in what he was feeling. He came in between them, a few drops getting on Avery's stomach.

Avery stilled her hips before Jensen shook his head once he felt like he could breathe again. "I-I want you to get off too. I want… I want you to fill me." He sounded ruined. He was.

Avery lifted a hand to Jensen's cheek and made him look at her. She wanted to see his face. "Okay," She pressed a kiss to his jaw. "But I won't last too much longer."

As Jensen began again, he remembered how sensitive he could get after an orgasm. This wasn't an exception. A string of whines left his lips while he could hear more panting and gentle moans from Avery.

"Shit–" Avery breathed, feeling her orgasm break. "Honey, fuck–!" She couldn't even begin to describe how much she felt. It was hard to explain. The feeling in her chest, the pleasure that fried her brain. It was all so much.

Jensen understood. He drew in a shaky breath, pressing light kisses to Avery's jaw. She had marked him as his and that felt… good. Right. He wasn't sure if there were words he could say that would accurately describe his feelings. Physically or emotionally. This all felt so good. So right that it made his head dizzy with pleasure.

Avery cupped Jensen's cheek with tired eyes. "We need to… do something about this okay?" She meant clean their bodies off. She didn't want to feel sticky in the morning and, as much as Jensen likely wanted to fall asleep, she imagined he didn't want to either.

The man nodded slowly, rolled off her. He felt empty. Like he was missing something.

Avery ran a hand through Jensen's hair and kissed his cheek before she stood to grab a damp towel and wiped herself off, putting her underwear and bra back on. Deciding to pity her royally fucked lover, she cleaned him. He was able to put on his underwear even though his ass felt sore. So Avery wrapped him with her fluffiest blanket.

"Do you want anything to eat?" Avery asked softly. She knew sometimes when sex was intense that people needed something to bring their energy back up. Jensen seemed like he needed it too.

He wondered what he did to deserve someone like Avery. "Carrots sound pretty nice right now." Jensen needed something to gnaw on, keep his mouth busy so he shut off his brain.

Avery smiled softly at the request. She quickly went downstairs to grab a bag of baby carrots and handed it to Jensen. He munched on a few.

While he was distracted with the carrots, Avery filmed a small video. Something she wouldn't ever post. It wouldn't ever see the light of day. Or so she thought. Just for her. To stay in the depths of her drafts on TikTok.

The couple went to sleep that night with not a care in the world.

pickledpascal: just railed this mf and he's out here eating carrots

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