FIC: Team Play (CW RPF, Jared/Jensen/Danneel, NC-17)
This was born of a late-night conversation with fahrbot, in which we agreed that Jared's cock is almost, but not quite, as awesome as Danneel's. Or to put it another way, CJ and Sarah Really Enjoy (Fictional) Pegging. Immediately follows Made For This, which is established Jared/Jensen/Danneel.
Happy birthday, Sarah!
Team Play
CW RPF. 1600 words. NC-17. Jared/Jensen/Danneel. Contains: pegging
The first thing Jensen does is sprawl on his bed, arms and legs askew and taking up just about as much room as is humanly possible, closing his eyes against the overhead light until someone switches it off. The first thing Danneel does is spread his legs even wider and finger his hole, still slick and a little stretched from round one.
"Hey, hey," he says, trying to blindly bat her away, but she just laughs and keeps on teasing him. "I can't even think about getting it up again for at least a few more minutes."
"Just keeping you interested," she says, and that's what they do. She fingers him gently and kisses up his body, and when Jared joins them he stretches out next to him and just sort of cups one hand between Jensen's legs, his balls resting comfortably in Jared's palm. He turns his head and he and Jared kiss for what feels like a very long time.
Around the time he feels Danneel move away finally, leaving one last kiss on his shoulder before getting off the bed, Jensen is just beginning to feel things stir down there again. Jared is still kissing him, lazy kisses that are sometimes little more than lips resting together, but his hands are starting to roam a little, and Jensen figures he's just about ready for round two himself.
"Hey," says Danneel near his ear, and Jensen finally opens his eyes. "Hey, so I really do kind of want to fuck you tonight too, if you're into that."
"I knew you had an ulterior motive," he says, turning his head just enough to smile at her. Jared kisses his ear. "Yeah. Yeah, okay. Jared, you want to watch?"
"Fuck yeah," he says, and bites down lightly on Jensen's earlobe. "I can jerk off all over you."
"You're such a fucking romantic," says Jensen, and Danneel laughs and moves away again to get set up. "You get jizz in my eye again and you're sleeping with the dogs."
"Again?" Danneel says from the other side of the room, where Jensen can't quite see her unless he moves, which he really doesn't want to do right now even to watch his girlfriend strap on a cock.
"Remind me to tell you later."
"Oh, come on, don't tell her about that," says Jared, licking up his throat. "I'll make it worth your while."
"You always do," says Jensen, and rolls back over so they can start kissing again, so they can idly rub their cocks together, half-hard and sensitive. It's all just kind of lazy and aimless until Danneel joins them on the bed again and licks up the back of his neck.
"You ready for me?" she says, fingers going down to his ass again, fresh lube smearing wherever they touch.
He doesn't even answer, not out loud, just shifts his hips in a way that's almost but not quite a butt wiggle. She laughs and pushes her fingers inside again, an easy slide. There's a low moan, and it isn't Jensen and he's pretty sure it isn't Danneel. Which means it's Jared, and the sudden lack of kissing means that he's leaned away to watch this part.
He doesn't even tense up as he feels her pushing at him, holding him open with her hands while she lines herself up. Jared and Jensen don't have to do that part anymore, but then they've both been in possession of their cocks for their entire lives, and are a little more expert at aiming them.
"Oh," he says as she slides inside, not as tight as his first round but still pretty tight. The word is soft and clipped, not drawn out, and as soon as it's out of his mouth Jared is kissing him again, hand dropping to wrap around their cocks, both together. "You really are trying to kill me."
"If we were trying to kill you, I'd be going down on you right now," says Jared, stroking them with calculated slowness. It's still almost lazy, and would be comfortable if not for the fact that Jensen can feel waves of heat sweeping through him.
Danneel fucks him a little rougher once she's inside and feeling a little more balanced, and Jensen likes it when she does that. He likes it a lot. He takes full responsibility for angling himself so her thrusts have maximum effect, but apparently they've done this enough times that she knows him pretty well too, because he hardly has to move at all.
"Ah, there, there," he mumbles against Jared's lips, and Danneel just says, "I know," and fucks him a little harder still.
Without warning Jared lets his own cock slip out of his hand and just grips Jensen's, stroking it harder and faster and not at all in time with Danneel's thrusts. The sensation is a little bit overwhelming, and Jensen can't tell from one moment to the next where there intense pleasure is going to come from. He's pretty sure he's going to come soon, which will definitely be his last of the night, and at the last minute Danneel's fingers tangle with Jared's so they're both jerking him off as she fucks him.
"Fuck," he blurts out as he comes suddenly, still too overwhelmed by arousal to be certain it was coming. It's less of a gush than a dribble this time, but he looks down and he sees it's enough to spill over both of the knuckles and down onto the sheets.
"Damn straight," says Danneel into his ear, and kisses the tender spot just behind it as she carefully pulls out. She fingers his hole again afterwards, but more soothingly than trying to ready him for round three.
As they shift positions, almost like a wave, Jensen rolls into his back and reaches between her legs, behind the fake cock to slide his fingers into her. Jared, leaning over him, is reaching to do the same.
"Not like this," says Danneel, "I want to...just wait." And it's not like they can't get her off with the strap-on still in place, and have in the past (in multiple configurations) but they let her go anyway, and Jared gives Jensen a sloppy kiss before he rolls away for a moment too.
The strap-on is not a hugely complex apparatus, but Jensen is still amazed how quickly Danneel gets herself out of it, leaving it on the bathroom counter and getting right back onto the bed like she was never gone. Jared rolls her onto her back, condom already in place, and just slides right into her.
Jensen's breath catches in his throat as he watches, caught off guard by how easy it was, how smooth, like they could read each other's minds. Jared's back is so smooth, so broad, and Danneel's hair is fanned out on the pillow behind her. Jensen runs his fingers through it as he watches them move together, watches Danneel wrap her legs around him, watches Jared roll his hips and thrust into her, erratic and desperate. They're both a little desperate, panting and biting their lips and grinding against one another.
Danneel's mouth falls open as she comes, her breath catching in her throat, and Jensen swoops in and kisses her as Jared finishes off, moving her whole body as he thrusts deep inside, groaning low in his throat as he comes. When he does, Jensen turns his head and pushes up and kisses him too.
When he collapses back beside them, body worn out and lips red and swollen, Jared all but collapses too until Danneel laughs and pushes him off her. If the bed wasn't so big, it would've been right onto the floor.
"I know, I know, I'm a giant beast," he says, lying flat on his back and panting for a few moments before finally taking care of the condom.
"Yes, but you're a sexy giant beast," she says, giving him a fleeting kiss when he sprawls out on the bed again.
"Okay, I really am done this time," says Jensen. "I am finished. I am spent."
"Me too," says Danneel, struggling to reach the comforter on the other side of him, then giving up because they're all pretty warm already and won't be needing it for a while.
Whether or not Jared's spent, he's outvoted this time, but from the look of him he's about ready to collapse too. And sure enough, Jared rolls onto his side and reaches an arm over both of them and snuggles in, kissing the back of Danneel's neck as he does.
"Shower in the morning," says Jensen, or mumbles anyway because the words come out slurred and indistinct. Common sense says shower now and go to bed fresh. Contentment and exhaustion says it can wait.
He waits for an answer, but then he makes out slow, deep breathing that tells him Jared is already asleep, and Danneel just smiles with her eyes closed, leaning forward just enough to brush her lips against his.
"Good night."
Happy birthday, Sarah!
Team Play
CW RPF. 1600 words. NC-17. Jared/Jensen/Danneel. Contains: pegging
The first thing Jensen does is sprawl on his bed, arms and legs askew and taking up just about as much room as is humanly possible, closing his eyes against the overhead light until someone switches it off. The first thing Danneel does is spread his legs even wider and finger his hole, still slick and a little stretched from round one.
"Hey, hey," he says, trying to blindly bat her away, but she just laughs and keeps on teasing him. "I can't even think about getting it up again for at least a few more minutes."
"Just keeping you interested," she says, and that's what they do. She fingers him gently and kisses up his body, and when Jared joins them he stretches out next to him and just sort of cups one hand between Jensen's legs, his balls resting comfortably in Jared's palm. He turns his head and he and Jared kiss for what feels like a very long time.
Around the time he feels Danneel move away finally, leaving one last kiss on his shoulder before getting off the bed, Jensen is just beginning to feel things stir down there again. Jared is still kissing him, lazy kisses that are sometimes little more than lips resting together, but his hands are starting to roam a little, and Jensen figures he's just about ready for round two himself.
"Hey," says Danneel near his ear, and Jensen finally opens his eyes. "Hey, so I really do kind of want to fuck you tonight too, if you're into that."
"I knew you had an ulterior motive," he says, turning his head just enough to smile at her. Jared kisses his ear. "Yeah. Yeah, okay. Jared, you want to watch?"
"Fuck yeah," he says, and bites down lightly on Jensen's earlobe. "I can jerk off all over you."
"You're such a fucking romantic," says Jensen, and Danneel laughs and moves away again to get set up. "You get jizz in my eye again and you're sleeping with the dogs."
"Again?" Danneel says from the other side of the room, where Jensen can't quite see her unless he moves, which he really doesn't want to do right now even to watch his girlfriend strap on a cock.
"Remind me to tell you later."
"Oh, come on, don't tell her about that," says Jared, licking up his throat. "I'll make it worth your while."
"You always do," says Jensen, and rolls back over so they can start kissing again, so they can idly rub their cocks together, half-hard and sensitive. It's all just kind of lazy and aimless until Danneel joins them on the bed again and licks up the back of his neck.
"You ready for me?" she says, fingers going down to his ass again, fresh lube smearing wherever they touch.
He doesn't even answer, not out loud, just shifts his hips in a way that's almost but not quite a butt wiggle. She laughs and pushes her fingers inside again, an easy slide. There's a low moan, and it isn't Jensen and he's pretty sure it isn't Danneel. Which means it's Jared, and the sudden lack of kissing means that he's leaned away to watch this part.
He doesn't even tense up as he feels her pushing at him, holding him open with her hands while she lines herself up. Jared and Jensen don't have to do that part anymore, but then they've both been in possession of their cocks for their entire lives, and are a little more expert at aiming them.
"Oh," he says as she slides inside, not as tight as his first round but still pretty tight. The word is soft and clipped, not drawn out, and as soon as it's out of his mouth Jared is kissing him again, hand dropping to wrap around their cocks, both together. "You really are trying to kill me."
"If we were trying to kill you, I'd be going down on you right now," says Jared, stroking them with calculated slowness. It's still almost lazy, and would be comfortable if not for the fact that Jensen can feel waves of heat sweeping through him.
Danneel fucks him a little rougher once she's inside and feeling a little more balanced, and Jensen likes it when she does that. He likes it a lot. He takes full responsibility for angling himself so her thrusts have maximum effect, but apparently they've done this enough times that she knows him pretty well too, because he hardly has to move at all.
"Ah, there, there," he mumbles against Jared's lips, and Danneel just says, "I know," and fucks him a little harder still.
Without warning Jared lets his own cock slip out of his hand and just grips Jensen's, stroking it harder and faster and not at all in time with Danneel's thrusts. The sensation is a little bit overwhelming, and Jensen can't tell from one moment to the next where there intense pleasure is going to come from. He's pretty sure he's going to come soon, which will definitely be his last of the night, and at the last minute Danneel's fingers tangle with Jared's so they're both jerking him off as she fucks him.
"Fuck," he blurts out as he comes suddenly, still too overwhelmed by arousal to be certain it was coming. It's less of a gush than a dribble this time, but he looks down and he sees it's enough to spill over both of the knuckles and down onto the sheets.
"Damn straight," says Danneel into his ear, and kisses the tender spot just behind it as she carefully pulls out. She fingers his hole again afterwards, but more soothingly than trying to ready him for round three.
As they shift positions, almost like a wave, Jensen rolls into his back and reaches between her legs, behind the fake cock to slide his fingers into her. Jared, leaning over him, is reaching to do the same.
"Not like this," says Danneel, "I want to...just wait." And it's not like they can't get her off with the strap-on still in place, and have in the past (in multiple configurations) but they let her go anyway, and Jared gives Jensen a sloppy kiss before he rolls away for a moment too.
The strap-on is not a hugely complex apparatus, but Jensen is still amazed how quickly Danneel gets herself out of it, leaving it on the bathroom counter and getting right back onto the bed like she was never gone. Jared rolls her onto her back, condom already in place, and just slides right into her.
Jensen's breath catches in his throat as he watches, caught off guard by how easy it was, how smooth, like they could read each other's minds. Jared's back is so smooth, so broad, and Danneel's hair is fanned out on the pillow behind her. Jensen runs his fingers through it as he watches them move together, watches Danneel wrap her legs around him, watches Jared roll his hips and thrust into her, erratic and desperate. They're both a little desperate, panting and biting their lips and grinding against one another.
Danneel's mouth falls open as she comes, her breath catching in her throat, and Jensen swoops in and kisses her as Jared finishes off, moving her whole body as he thrusts deep inside, groaning low in his throat as he comes. When he does, Jensen turns his head and pushes up and kisses him too.
When he collapses back beside them, body worn out and lips red and swollen, Jared all but collapses too until Danneel laughs and pushes him off her. If the bed wasn't so big, it would've been right onto the floor.
"I know, I know, I'm a giant beast," he says, lying flat on his back and panting for a few moments before finally taking care of the condom.
"Yes, but you're a sexy giant beast," she says, giving him a fleeting kiss when he sprawls out on the bed again.
"Okay, I really am done this time," says Jensen. "I am finished. I am spent."
"Me too," says Danneel, struggling to reach the comforter on the other side of him, then giving up because they're all pretty warm already and won't be needing it for a while.
Whether or not Jared's spent, he's outvoted this time, but from the look of him he's about ready to collapse too. And sure enough, Jared rolls onto his side and reaches an arm over both of them and snuggles in, kissing the back of Danneel's neck as he does.
"Shower in the morning," says Jensen, or mumbles anyway because the words come out slurred and indistinct. Common sense says shower now and go to bed fresh. Contentment and exhaustion says it can wait.
He waits for an answer, but then he makes out slow, deep breathing that tells him Jared is already asleep, and Danneel just smiles with her eyes closed, leaning forward just enough to brush her lips against his.
"Good night."