breaking a sweat [nc-17] j2 (another PWP)
Jan. 29th, 2009 12:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enableloveUmmm…so I wrote it. Because it wouldn’t leave my brain! But I bet someone will write a MUCH better one (because they will all be much better!).
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matalinolukaret and __tiana__ and whoever else wanted Jared fu**ing Jensen because he can bench press 335 pounds. DAMN.
title: breaking a sweat
rating: nc-17
words: 860
Jensen knows that Jared is strong. Really strong. Like it isn’t obvious from the way he lifts weights like they’re nothing. The way shirts now cling to him indecently. The way his muscles clench and flex and look so fucking sexy.
Jensen also knows that Jared could lift him up without breaking a sweat. Could push him into the wall and fuck him, fast and deep, and leave Jensen aching.
So the next time Jared’s working out and Jensen is spotting him (like Jensen would be so much help if something happened. 335 pounds!) he casually says, “So Jared, do you think you could bench-press me?”
Jared looks up at him from where he’s lying and quirks an eyebrow, “Easily,” he says, voice smug. Jensen raises his own eyebrow in the Yeah right. way even though he knows that Jared is probably telling the truth.
Jared gets up and Jensen’s mouth dries as sweat beads down those arms and that chest. Jared’s saying something and Jensen’s eyes flick up to meet Jared’s as Jared suddenly goes quiet. His eyes are twinkling with mischief, “Want a bet Jensen?”
Jensen sucks in a breath. This can’t be good. But he’s curious as to what Jared’s betting and he knows that it’s going to be well worth it if those eyes are any indication. So he just nods and Jared smiles wickedly, “I bet I can lift you up without breaking a sweat.” Jensen knows it’s a stupid bet because Jared probably can, but he nods again, “And what are the terms and winnings?”
Jared, the fucking tease, laughs and says, “Whatever you want baby.”
But Jensen can be a tease too. His voice goes deep and sex drenched, “If you can’t then you have to fuck me against the wall. And if you can, well Jay, you fuck me without the wall.”
Jared’s eyes go dark with heat and lust. He stalks over to Jensen with a purpose and hauls him up. Jensen can’t do anything but wrap his legs around Jared and Jesus, the man is pure muscle. Jensen’s dick gets harder, if possible, and he knows Jared is hard too as his ass is pressed right against Jared’s cock. He grinds down just a little and Jared moans, gripping Jensen’s hips tighter.
Jared isn’t sweating, which Jensen knew would happen, and he whispers a low “You win,” in Jared’s ear.
Jared shudders and one hand comes around Jensen to hold him in place while the other hand brings their mouths together. The kiss is dirty and hungry and so fucking hot. It’s passionate and raw and Jensen seriously needs get naked and fast.
He unwraps his legs so he can get on the ground and pretty much tears his own shirt off before doing the same to the tee Jared is wearing. He kisses the newly exposed skin, sinking to his knees as he drags the pants down Jared’s legs. Jared isn’t wearing any underwear, which makes the process much easier. Jared steps out of his pants and Jensen takes off his own pants, boxers along with them.
Jared sticks three fingers inside Jensen’s mouth for Jensen to lick and suck on and get wet. Jensen takes them out of his mouth and says, “I’m ready. Just do it.”
Jared’s eyes get impossibly darker because he knows Jensen planned this. Jared lifts him up again and lines up his cock against Jensen’s hole, his hands under Jensen’s ass. He presses in slowly, letting Jensen adjust. No matter how many times they do this, Jensen takes a while to get used to Jared because the guy is definitely proportional.
Jared’s finally in all the way and he’s breathing hard and perspiring from the effort of going slow. Jensen nods and Jared claims his mouth again before pulling out and slamming back in. Jensen moans at how easily Jared manhandles him up and down Jared’s gorgeous cock. He pushes in and out and the angle is the perfect one to hit Jensen’s prostate again and again.
Jensen is pretty much at Jared’s mercy but Jared is taking care of him. Holding him tight and fucking him perfectly. Jensen tries to help as much as possible, but Jared’s pushing in deep and just right over and over and Jensen doesn’t even have to touch his cock because he’s done.
He comes messily over their stomachs and clenches tightly around Jared. Jared moans deep in his throat and he comes hard inside Jensen, still holding on to him. Jared is flushed and panting. He looks amazing with his dilated eyes and lips that are red and kiss swollen.
Jensen leans in to kiss Jared again and says, “Guess you broke out in a sweat after all,” and hears Jared’s huff of laughter.
This is for
matalinolukaret and __tiana__ and whoever else wanted Jared fu**ing Jensen because he can bench press 335 pounds. DAMN.title: breaking a sweat
rating: nc-17
words: 860
Jensen knows that Jared is strong. Really strong. Like it isn’t obvious from the way he lifts weights like they’re nothing. The way shirts now cling to him indecently. The way his muscles clench and flex and look so fucking sexy.
Jensen also knows that Jared could lift him up without breaking a sweat. Could push him into the wall and fuck him, fast and deep, and leave Jensen aching.
So the next time Jared’s working out and Jensen is spotting him (like Jensen would be so much help if something happened. 335 pounds!) he casually says, “So Jared, do you think you could bench-press me?”
Jared looks up at him from where he’s lying and quirks an eyebrow, “Easily,” he says, voice smug. Jensen raises his own eyebrow in the Yeah right. way even though he knows that Jared is probably telling the truth.
Jared gets up and Jensen’s mouth dries as sweat beads down those arms and that chest. Jared’s saying something and Jensen’s eyes flick up to meet Jared’s as Jared suddenly goes quiet. His eyes are twinkling with mischief, “Want a bet Jensen?”
Jensen sucks in a breath. This can’t be good. But he’s curious as to what Jared’s betting and he knows that it’s going to be well worth it if those eyes are any indication. So he just nods and Jared smiles wickedly, “I bet I can lift you up without breaking a sweat.” Jensen knows it’s a stupid bet because Jared probably can, but he nods again, “And what are the terms and winnings?”
Jared, the fucking tease, laughs and says, “Whatever you want baby.”
But Jensen can be a tease too. His voice goes deep and sex drenched, “If you can’t then you have to fuck me against the wall. And if you can, well Jay, you fuck me without the wall.”
Jared’s eyes go dark with heat and lust. He stalks over to Jensen with a purpose and hauls him up. Jensen can’t do anything but wrap his legs around Jared and Jesus, the man is pure muscle. Jensen’s dick gets harder, if possible, and he knows Jared is hard too as his ass is pressed right against Jared’s cock. He grinds down just a little and Jared moans, gripping Jensen’s hips tighter.
Jared isn’t sweating, which Jensen knew would happen, and he whispers a low “You win,” in Jared’s ear.
Jared shudders and one hand comes around Jensen to hold him in place while the other hand brings their mouths together. The kiss is dirty and hungry and so fucking hot. It’s passionate and raw and Jensen seriously needs get naked and fast.
He unwraps his legs so he can get on the ground and pretty much tears his own shirt off before doing the same to the tee Jared is wearing. He kisses the newly exposed skin, sinking to his knees as he drags the pants down Jared’s legs. Jared isn’t wearing any underwear, which makes the process much easier. Jared steps out of his pants and Jensen takes off his own pants, boxers along with them.
Jared sticks three fingers inside Jensen’s mouth for Jensen to lick and suck on and get wet. Jensen takes them out of his mouth and says, “I’m ready. Just do it.”
Jared’s eyes get impossibly darker because he knows Jensen planned this. Jared lifts him up again and lines up his cock against Jensen’s hole, his hands under Jensen’s ass. He presses in slowly, letting Jensen adjust. No matter how many times they do this, Jensen takes a while to get used to Jared because the guy is definitely proportional.
Jared’s finally in all the way and he’s breathing hard and perspiring from the effort of going slow. Jensen nods and Jared claims his mouth again before pulling out and slamming back in. Jensen moans at how easily Jared manhandles him up and down Jared’s gorgeous cock. He pushes in and out and the angle is the perfect one to hit Jensen’s prostate again and again.
Jensen is pretty much at Jared’s mercy but Jared is taking care of him. Holding him tight and fucking him perfectly. Jensen tries to help as much as possible, but Jared’s pushing in deep and just right over and over and Jensen doesn’t even have to touch his cock because he’s done.
He comes messily over their stomachs and clenches tightly around Jared. Jared moans deep in his throat and he comes hard inside Jensen, still holding on to him. Jared is flushed and panting. He looks amazing with his dilated eyes and lips that are red and kiss swollen.
Jensen leans in to kiss Jared again and says, “Guess you broke out in a sweat after all,” and hears Jared’s huff of laughter.
