SPN: Talented Teddy Bear
Title: Talented Teddy Bear
Author:
chef_geekier
Genre: RPS PWP
Characters, Pairing(s): J2
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,606
Kinks/Warnings: Surprise!sex, bottom!Jensen, slight dirty talk, coming untouched, slight rimming.
Summary: For the last round of Blindfold. Blame alezig for linking me. Prompt: One minute Jensen's watching TV, the next, he's on the floor with his pants down and being shoved into position by Jared. There's no warning, just a little bit of lube and then Jared's hard cock shoving inside followed by some hard fucking. Jensen keeps his head and shoulders against the floor and moans helplessly. He knows better than to try and get up, and he wouldn't want to anyway.
~*~
“What's on?” Jared asked as he wandered through the house after the morning run with the dogs. He'd been restless ever since the hiatus had started, and had taken to spending a lot of time working out or just playing with the dogs. Jensen didn't even look up, used to Jared wandering around aimlessly, and just made a non-committal noise.
“Something to do with bad singing and fast cooking. It's oddly compelling.”
He got lost in the show when Jared didn't make any further comment. Probably went to shower, it was pretty hot out after all - and the dogs had even more energy than Jared, which was saying something. All three loved a good long run. Sometimes Jensen went with them, but today was a lazy day.
The show ended and some music video show started. Jensen considered flipping the channel, and saw that the remote was on the coffee table. Shrugging, he leaned forward to get it.
Next thing he knew, he felt enormous hands - Jared, naturally - push him forward, hard, so that he landed on his knees on the floor.
“Jay, what the - oh. Ooooookay,” he braced himself as Jared yanked Jensen's sweats down around his knees, then shoved a lube-slick finger into him. “Fuck, give a guy some warning.” He wasn't really complaining though, instead he was pressing backwards.
“No need,” he heard the smirk in Jared's voice as his boyfriend lined up. “Still loose enough. Let's go!”
“Kinky fuck... fuck... fucker...” Jensen managed to groan out around the immediately brutal pace Jared set, feeling immensely grateful that they'd had a rather vigorous round or two of sex the previous night, leaving him able to take such a pounding today. He dropped his body as low as possible, trying to align himself so that Jared could hit his prostate.
“You love it,” Jared sounded only a little better than he did, already breathless and needy. “Ready to take it whenever I give it to you, you don't really need the prep. Just like a bitch in heat.”
Jensen let out a pleased moan when they lined up properly, and let his head drop onto the ground, arms folded in front of him, leaving him totally submissive to Jared. It turned them both on when Jensen felt secure enough to let go like this.
“That's it babe,” Jared's thrusts picked up pace, something Jensen hadn't been sure was possible. He felt one of Jared's massive hands holding his waist steady while the other held his shoulders down, preventing him from moving unless Jared wanted him to.
Thing was, Jensen didn't want to move from this position.
“Please,” Jensen let out a moan, clenching his arse around Jared's dick. “Please.” He wasn't even sure what he was asking for, just knew that Jared would give it to him.
“Yeah, almost there,” Jared's voice was fond, and the fingers at the nape of Jensen's neck gently massaged the muscle. The tenderness reminded Jensen of why he loved Jared instead of just wanting to get fucked senseless by him.
Jensen soon felt the familiar tingle building, and eagerly whimpered. If he just had a little pressure on his cock, he knew he'd be coming in seconds. But both of Jared's hands were otherwise occupied, and the steady slide against his prostate was driving Jensen crazy.
“Jay, please, need,” he begged brokenly, trying to hump the air as he drew ever closer to the edge. He felt Jared's thrusts starting to lose rhythm and knew that it would all be over soon.
“Nope,” Jared gave a particularly hard thrust, making Jensen slide forward a little on the floor, only to be yanked back by Jared's hands. “C'mon Jen, I know the kinky shit you've been reading. Wanna see you come like this. No touching.”
“Fuck you,” Jensen spat out, though it lacked real anger. He whined in the back of his throat as Jared continued thrusting, not sure if he could do it. Some guys couldn't, what if he wasn't able to come untouched? What if he needed a hand on his dick? What if-
The fingers on the back of his neck resumed their massage, just brushing his hairline, and Jensen came with a cry of Jared's name.
“Jared! Fuck, yes, Jared...” he trailed off, becoming boneless as his come splattered onto the ground below them, spread by the way his hips kept moving.
“Jen, love,” Jared thrust in once more as far as he could and ground against Jensen as he came mere heartbeats later before falling to all fours, covering Jensen with his blast-furnace of a body.
They both took a few seconds to catch their breath before Jared gingerly withdrew and fell into a kneeling position, pulling Jensen back onto his lap as he did so. Jared wound his arms around Jensen and nuzzled into his neck for a moment, before Jensen let out a laugh.
“Feel better?” Jensen asked, turning his head to nuzzle back. Jared pulled back enough to smile at his boyfriend.
“Much. Did I hurt you?”
“As if you could,” Jensen rolled his eyes. “Seriously. You're just an enormous teddy bear.”
“Yep,” Jared proclaimed happily. “I'm your teddy bear. Right?”
“Right,” Jensen couldn't help but smile. Jared's enthusiasm was contagious - which is what had led them here in the first place. “My very talented teddy. Anyway, you owe me breakfast. And you're cleaning the mess.”
“Okay,” Jared shrugged, then manhandled Jensen onto his stomach over the coffee table. At the first touch of Jared's tongue against his arse, Jensen was relaxing again.
There were times when he really loved the hiatus.
Author:
chef_geekier
Genre: RPS PWP
Characters, Pairing(s): J2
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,606
Kinks/Warnings: Surprise!sex, bottom!Jensen, slight dirty talk, coming untouched, slight rimming.
Summary: For the last round of Blindfold. Blame alezig for linking me. Prompt: One minute Jensen's watching TV, the next, he's on the floor with his pants down and being shoved into position by Jared. There's no warning, just a little bit of lube and then Jared's hard cock shoving inside followed by some hard fucking. Jensen keeps his head and shoulders against the floor and moans helplessly. He knows better than to try and get up, and he wouldn't want to anyway.
~*~
“What's on?” Jared asked as he wandered through the house after the morning run with the dogs. He'd been restless ever since the hiatus had started, and had taken to spending a lot of time working out or just playing with the dogs. Jensen didn't even look up, used to Jared wandering around aimlessly, and just made a non-committal noise.
“Something to do with bad singing and fast cooking. It's oddly compelling.”
He got lost in the show when Jared didn't make any further comment. Probably went to shower, it was pretty hot out after all - and the dogs had even more energy than Jared, which was saying something. All three loved a good long run. Sometimes Jensen went with them, but today was a lazy day.
The show ended and some music video show started. Jensen considered flipping the channel, and saw that the remote was on the coffee table. Shrugging, he leaned forward to get it.
Next thing he knew, he felt enormous hands - Jared, naturally - push him forward, hard, so that he landed on his knees on the floor.
“Jay, what the - oh. Ooooookay,” he braced himself as Jared yanked Jensen's sweats down around his knees, then shoved a lube-slick finger into him. “Fuck, give a guy some warning.” He wasn't really complaining though, instead he was pressing backwards.
“No need,” he heard the smirk in Jared's voice as his boyfriend lined up. “Still loose enough. Let's go!”
“Kinky fuck... fuck... fucker...” Jensen managed to groan out around the immediately brutal pace Jared set, feeling immensely grateful that they'd had a rather vigorous round or two of sex the previous night, leaving him able to take such a pounding today. He dropped his body as low as possible, trying to align himself so that Jared could hit his prostate.
“You love it,” Jared sounded only a little better than he did, already breathless and needy. “Ready to take it whenever I give it to you, you don't really need the prep. Just like a bitch in heat.”
Jensen let out a pleased moan when they lined up properly, and let his head drop onto the ground, arms folded in front of him, leaving him totally submissive to Jared. It turned them both on when Jensen felt secure enough to let go like this.
“That's it babe,” Jared's thrusts picked up pace, something Jensen hadn't been sure was possible. He felt one of Jared's massive hands holding his waist steady while the other held his shoulders down, preventing him from moving unless Jared wanted him to.
Thing was, Jensen didn't want to move from this position.
“Please,” Jensen let out a moan, clenching his arse around Jared's dick. “Please.” He wasn't even sure what he was asking for, just knew that Jared would give it to him.
“Yeah, almost there,” Jared's voice was fond, and the fingers at the nape of Jensen's neck gently massaged the muscle. The tenderness reminded Jensen of why he loved Jared instead of just wanting to get fucked senseless by him.
Jensen soon felt the familiar tingle building, and eagerly whimpered. If he just had a little pressure on his cock, he knew he'd be coming in seconds. But both of Jared's hands were otherwise occupied, and the steady slide against his prostate was driving Jensen crazy.
“Jay, please, need,” he begged brokenly, trying to hump the air as he drew ever closer to the edge. He felt Jared's thrusts starting to lose rhythm and knew that it would all be over soon.
“Nope,” Jared gave a particularly hard thrust, making Jensen slide forward a little on the floor, only to be yanked back by Jared's hands. “C'mon Jen, I know the kinky shit you've been reading. Wanna see you come like this. No touching.”
“Fuck you,” Jensen spat out, though it lacked real anger. He whined in the back of his throat as Jared continued thrusting, not sure if he could do it. Some guys couldn't, what if he wasn't able to come untouched? What if he needed a hand on his dick? What if-
The fingers on the back of his neck resumed their massage, just brushing his hairline, and Jensen came with a cry of Jared's name.
“Jared! Fuck, yes, Jared...” he trailed off, becoming boneless as his come splattered onto the ground below them, spread by the way his hips kept moving.
“Jen, love,” Jared thrust in once more as far as he could and ground against Jensen as he came mere heartbeats later before falling to all fours, covering Jensen with his blast-furnace of a body.
They both took a few seconds to catch their breath before Jared gingerly withdrew and fell into a kneeling position, pulling Jensen back onto his lap as he did so. Jared wound his arms around Jensen and nuzzled into his neck for a moment, before Jensen let out a laugh.
“Feel better?” Jensen asked, turning his head to nuzzle back. Jared pulled back enough to smile at his boyfriend.
“Much. Did I hurt you?”
“As if you could,” Jensen rolled his eyes. “Seriously. You're just an enormous teddy bear.”
“Yep,” Jared proclaimed happily. “I'm your teddy bear. Right?”
“Right,” Jensen couldn't help but smile. Jared's enthusiasm was contagious - which is what had led them here in the first place. “My very talented teddy. Anyway, you owe me breakfast. And you're cleaning the mess.”
“Okay,” Jared shrugged, then manhandled Jensen onto his stomach over the coffee table. At the first touch of Jared's tongue against his arse, Jensen was relaxing again.
There were times when he really loved the hiatus.