J2 Fic: Tantalizing Tease [NC-17]
Oct. 19th, 2008 08:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enableloveTitle: Tantalizing Tease
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hd_obsession
Rating: NC-17 from me? Shocking I know!
Warnings: Sex. that requires a warning!
Word Count: 1328
Summary: Jared comes home from the Scream Awards to a waiting Jensen.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselvesand each other and this isn’t true, probably.
A/N: For the fabulousclubinthesky because she wanted fic after seeing those gorgeous Jared pics and saying THE THINGS I WANNA DO TO HIM. and Jensen when Jared gets back home are UNCENCSORED. Write something, you awesome you, i NEED SOME FIC. So who could deny that? This is also dedicated to the fantastic cammissbloom for being my sounding board and giving me SMOKIN’ ideas!
Jared unlocks the door, calling out, "Jen? I'm home!"
He turns around to shut the door and lock it when he feels a warm body pressed up against his.
"Hey Jay," Jensen whispers into his ear, "Missed you yesterday."
"Yeah well, you're the one who didn't want to come with me."
"Mmmhmm, I saw pictures of you yesterday though. And heard the squeals and sighs and thumps of millions of fangirls."
Jared tries to turn around, but Jensen holds him there.
"And man, I gotta say I agree. Your leather jacket, those jeans, that damn gray shirt that fit you like a glove. You all tan and happy and so damn gorgeous. And your arms. They looked like they could hold me up while you fucked me into the wall. Could they Jay? I wanked myself raw yesterday. But see, I have something they don't. I have you."
Jared's breath comes out in little gasps, uneasy and uneven and Jensen's voice is low and soothing.
“And baby, we’re going to try that. You lifting me up, fucking me so deep I feel you days later. But we’re going to do something else right now.”
Jensen turns Jared around and attacks his mouth, biting and sucking. He manhandles Jared towards their room and their bed, their mouths barely leaving each other.
“So fucking gorgeous Jay. You have no idea.”
Jared loves this side of Jensen. The whispered endearments. The sex drenched voice. How he’s free and uninhibited and so incredible.
Jared’s back hits the bed and Jensen climbs on top him, crawling up his long body, kissing his clothed form before straddling him. Jensen lets out a whimper when he removes his mouth from Jared’s body, the need to get naked overtaking everything else.
Jensen pulls his shirt from his jeans and takes it off, throwing it somewhere behind him. He unbuttons his jeans, not teasing, and lifts up to take them off before throwing those behind him as well, not caring where they land. His boxer briefs are next, black and molded to Jensen’s hardness.
Jared can’t do much more than stare as each inch of skin is revealed to his hungry eyes. He’s seen Jensen’s body a billion times but each time he’s entranced by the pale gold skin, the oh so lickable freckles, and the faint dusting of hair covering his skin.
Jensen looks like he wants to rip off Jared’s clothes too, but instead he gets this evil smirk on his face. He unbuttons Jared’s pink button down button-by-button, bending down to lick and suck at every inch of skin he uncovers. Jared writhes underneath that clever tongue and the cunning bites of teeth. Jared is left at the mercy of Jensen’s mouth, and he doesn’t mind at all, and Jensen knows it. He looks up at him through his eyelashes and Jared lets out a groan; Jensen’s green eyes have gone dark, lust and molten heat looking back at him.
Jensen finally gets to the last button and leans in to kiss Jared again, soft, yet no less passionate, and lifts Jared up a little to pull the shirt from his arms going torturously slow, all the while kissing him as if he’s breathing through Jared. He finally gets the shirt off and pushes Jared back down again and lets go of his mouth, both of them panting harshly with need and desire and lust.
Jared doesn’t know how he’s going to get to the main event with Jensen going so slow and being so damn smug. He’s thinking about flipping them over and just fucking that smugness out when Jensen’s ass brushes over his cock as he scoots back and his hands flutter over the obvious bulge under his jeans. All rational thought flies out of his head as he bucks up against those hands.
Jensen undoes the button on Jared’s jeans, finally, and zips the zipper down deliberately slow; letting the teeth of the zipper tickle Jared through the boxers he’s wearing. Jared lifts his hips up for Jensen to pull the jeans down over his hips and ass and down his legs, crawling down his body with the jeans, and Jensen throws these too to the floor.
Jensen slithers up Jared’s body; nibbling and placing feather light kisses over his legs and thighs. He bites the inside of his thigh, leaving a mark, before moving up, and tonguing Jared’s cloth covered erection.
“Jensen, please.” Jared begs and Jensen looks up at him again, “Was waiting for you to beg Jay.” Jensen takes pity on him and pulls the boxers off as well.
Jensen leans across Jared to the bedside table and pulls out a condom, quickly opening it with his teeth and rolling it down Jared’s shaft, not placing much pressure as he’s rolling it, because Jared definitely can’t handle more than a brief touch right now. He places his palms against Jared’s chest and lifts up, Jared automatically places his huge hands around Jensen’s waist.
“Jensen, what…” Jared starts, but Jensen shushes him.
Jensen places his hole right against Jared’s cock and slides down, measured and careful and fuck, he’s already lubed up. Jared can imagine the sight, Jensen reclining in bed, fingering himself while thinking of Jared, and Jared can’t help but arch up, tightening his hands around Jensen. Jensen lets out a gasp as Jared is fully inside and Jared lets out a low moan because all he feels is tightness and heat and it’s amazing, each and every time.
He waits a little, even though it’s torture, for Jensen to get adjusted. Jensen pushes against him and lets out a whimper and Jared is in deeper. Jensen lifts up, setting the pace, but Jared’s tired. He wants release and he wants it now. He meets Jensen’s every thrust, changing his angle before Jensen lets out a keening sound as Jared hits his prostrate. Jared tries to hit the spot over and over again, both of their hips moving in tandem. Jared won’t last much longer and from the short pants and moans Jensen is letting out, he won’t either. Jensen’s hand strays from his chest to his erection, pulling roughly and Jared pulls him down by the nape of his neck, kissing him with fervor.
Jensen stills above him and comes with a bitten off curse, warmth covering Jared’s abs and chest. The feeling of Jensen going even tighter around him causes Jared to come as well, coming harder than he has in awhile. He is still kissing Jensen, but instead of the earlier fervor, it’s languid and lazy and slow.
Jensen pulls up from the kiss, making a face at the come covering their bodies. Jared lifts Jensen up to pull out of him and Jensen lets out a whine that makes Jared want to push in again. He pulls of the condom and ties it, dropping it to the side of the bed as Jensen walks shakily to the bathroom, probably to grab a damp towel. Jensen walks back to the bed and cleans them up before dropping the towel to the side of the bed too and leaning in against Jared, nuzzling at his neck. They’re gonna have to clean those up tomorrow, but Jared’s too lazy to worry about it right now.
Jared pulls the sheet that’s below them, with some maneuvering, atop of them and turns on his side, tangling his legs with Jensen’s and throwing an arm around his waist. Jensen lets out a contented sigh, “you tease,” he mumbles.
Jared laughs. “Not a tease if I follow through right?”
“Whatever, you just remember that your ass is mine ok?” And damn if the possessive tone doesn’t send shivers up Jared’s spine. Jared moves his hand down and rests it over Jensen’s ass, “As long as you know that this ass is mine,” he retorts.
Jensen pushes against it just a little, “There never was a question about that baby.”
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Author:
hd_obsessionRating: NC-17 from me? Shocking I know!
Warnings: Sex. that requires a warning!
Word Count: 1328
Summary: Jared comes home from the Scream Awards to a waiting Jensen.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves
A/N: For the fabulous
clubinthesky because she wanted fic after seeing those gorgeous Jared pics and saying THE THINGS I WANNA DO TO HIM. and Jensen when Jared gets back home are UNCENCSORED. Write something, you awesome you, i NEED SOME FIC. So who could deny that? This is also dedicated to the fantastic cammissbloom for being my sounding board and giving me SMOKIN’ ideas!Jared unlocks the door, calling out, "Jen? I'm home!"
He turns around to shut the door and lock it when he feels a warm body pressed up against his.
"Hey Jay," Jensen whispers into his ear, "Missed you yesterday."
"Yeah well, you're the one who didn't want to come with me."
"Mmmhmm, I saw pictures of you yesterday though. And heard the squeals and sighs and thumps of millions of fangirls."
Jared tries to turn around, but Jensen holds him there.
"And man, I gotta say I agree. Your leather jacket, those jeans, that damn gray shirt that fit you like a glove. You all tan and happy and so damn gorgeous. And your arms. They looked like they could hold me up while you fucked me into the wall. Could they Jay? I wanked myself raw yesterday. But see, I have something they don't. I have you."
Jared's breath comes out in little gasps, uneasy and uneven and Jensen's voice is low and soothing.
“And baby, we’re going to try that. You lifting me up, fucking me so deep I feel you days later. But we’re going to do something else right now.”
Jensen turns Jared around and attacks his mouth, biting and sucking. He manhandles Jared towards their room and their bed, their mouths barely leaving each other.
“So fucking gorgeous Jay. You have no idea.”
Jared loves this side of Jensen. The whispered endearments. The sex drenched voice. How he’s free and uninhibited and so incredible.
Jared’s back hits the bed and Jensen climbs on top him, crawling up his long body, kissing his clothed form before straddling him. Jensen lets out a whimper when he removes his mouth from Jared’s body, the need to get naked overtaking everything else.
Jensen pulls his shirt from his jeans and takes it off, throwing it somewhere behind him. He unbuttons his jeans, not teasing, and lifts up to take them off before throwing those behind him as well, not caring where they land. His boxer briefs are next, black and molded to Jensen’s hardness.
Jared can’t do much more than stare as each inch of skin is revealed to his hungry eyes. He’s seen Jensen’s body a billion times but each time he’s entranced by the pale gold skin, the oh so lickable freckles, and the faint dusting of hair covering his skin.
Jensen looks like he wants to rip off Jared’s clothes too, but instead he gets this evil smirk on his face. He unbuttons Jared’s pink button down button-by-button, bending down to lick and suck at every inch of skin he uncovers. Jared writhes underneath that clever tongue and the cunning bites of teeth. Jared is left at the mercy of Jensen’s mouth, and he doesn’t mind at all, and Jensen knows it. He looks up at him through his eyelashes and Jared lets out a groan; Jensen’s green eyes have gone dark, lust and molten heat looking back at him.
Jensen finally gets to the last button and leans in to kiss Jared again, soft, yet no less passionate, and lifts Jared up a little to pull the shirt from his arms going torturously slow, all the while kissing him as if he’s breathing through Jared. He finally gets the shirt off and pushes Jared back down again and lets go of his mouth, both of them panting harshly with need and desire and lust.
Jared doesn’t know how he’s going to get to the main event with Jensen going so slow and being so damn smug. He’s thinking about flipping them over and just fucking that smugness out when Jensen’s ass brushes over his cock as he scoots back and his hands flutter over the obvious bulge under his jeans. All rational thought flies out of his head as he bucks up against those hands.
Jensen undoes the button on Jared’s jeans, finally, and zips the zipper down deliberately slow; letting the teeth of the zipper tickle Jared through the boxers he’s wearing. Jared lifts his hips up for Jensen to pull the jeans down over his hips and ass and down his legs, crawling down his body with the jeans, and Jensen throws these too to the floor.
Jensen slithers up Jared’s body; nibbling and placing feather light kisses over his legs and thighs. He bites the inside of his thigh, leaving a mark, before moving up, and tonguing Jared’s cloth covered erection.
“Jensen, please.” Jared begs and Jensen looks up at him again, “Was waiting for you to beg Jay.” Jensen takes pity on him and pulls the boxers off as well.
Jensen leans across Jared to the bedside table and pulls out a condom, quickly opening it with his teeth and rolling it down Jared’s shaft, not placing much pressure as he’s rolling it, because Jared definitely can’t handle more than a brief touch right now. He places his palms against Jared’s chest and lifts up, Jared automatically places his huge hands around Jensen’s waist.
“Jensen, what…” Jared starts, but Jensen shushes him.
Jensen places his hole right against Jared’s cock and slides down, measured and careful and fuck, he’s already lubed up. Jared can imagine the sight, Jensen reclining in bed, fingering himself while thinking of Jared, and Jared can’t help but arch up, tightening his hands around Jensen. Jensen lets out a gasp as Jared is fully inside and Jared lets out a low moan because all he feels is tightness and heat and it’s amazing, each and every time.
He waits a little, even though it’s torture, for Jensen to get adjusted. Jensen pushes against him and lets out a whimper and Jared is in deeper. Jensen lifts up, setting the pace, but Jared’s tired. He wants release and he wants it now. He meets Jensen’s every thrust, changing his angle before Jensen lets out a keening sound as Jared hits his prostrate. Jared tries to hit the spot over and over again, both of their hips moving in tandem. Jared won’t last much longer and from the short pants and moans Jensen is letting out, he won’t either. Jensen’s hand strays from his chest to his erection, pulling roughly and Jared pulls him down by the nape of his neck, kissing him with fervor.
Jensen stills above him and comes with a bitten off curse, warmth covering Jared’s abs and chest. The feeling of Jensen going even tighter around him causes Jared to come as well, coming harder than he has in awhile. He is still kissing Jensen, but instead of the earlier fervor, it’s languid and lazy and slow.
Jensen pulls up from the kiss, making a face at the come covering their bodies. Jared lifts Jensen up to pull out of him and Jensen lets out a whine that makes Jared want to push in again. He pulls of the condom and ties it, dropping it to the side of the bed as Jensen walks shakily to the bathroom, probably to grab a damp towel. Jensen walks back to the bed and cleans them up before dropping the towel to the side of the bed too and leaning in against Jared, nuzzling at his neck. They’re gonna have to clean those up tomorrow, but Jared’s too lazy to worry about it right now.
Jared pulls the sheet that’s below them, with some maneuvering, atop of them and turns on his side, tangling his legs with Jensen’s and throwing an arm around his waist. Jensen lets out a contented sigh, “you tease,” he mumbles.
Jared laughs. “Not a tease if I follow through right?”
“Whatever, you just remember that your ass is mine ok?” And damn if the possessive tone doesn’t send shivers up Jared’s spine. Jared moves his hand down and rests it over Jensen’s ass, “As long as you know that this ass is mine,” he retorts.
Jensen pushes against it just a little, “There never was a question about that baby.”
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