J2 ficlet for titheniel's birthday :)
Title: Making the most of it
Beta/Hand holding duties: cammissbloom. Thanks so much babygirl, I appreciate the quick read through and encouragement
Pairing: J2
Summary: How Jensen likes to spend his time while they have a break at the LA Convention
Rating: NC17
Word count: 1466
Disclaimer: This is in no way reflective on the sexuality of the people mentioned, if it was I'd be a very happy girl *grins*
This is a birthday pressie for titheniel, so sorry it's late honey, I actually tried four different things and this was what finally broke my writers block. So here you go, have some sexy naked J2, hope you like it babe *smooch*
Making the most of it
Jared watches Jensen shut the door to their break room before he steps forward, boxing him in, arms on each side of his head, palms flat on the solid wood door.
“Moving slowly? Our own wrap party hey Jen? Wanna give the fangirls something else to gossip and talk about?”
“Jay, come on, you’re always being suggestive and hinting at things,” Jensen says reasonably.
“Maybe it’s not such a bad thing, especially seeing how the execs insisted on Danneel being here.”
Leaning forward to kiss and lick Jared’s throat, Jensen grins at the barely concealed jealousy in Jared’s voice. “We got half an hour, let’s make the most of it.”
Jared tilts his head allowing Jensen better access and moans at the kiss that Jensen sucks into his skin. He knows Jensen is careful but he pulls back to quickly strip off his shirt, revealing his bare skin for Jensen’s pleasure. “Keep it below the shirt line baby.”
“I know, fucking hell Jay, I know. How can I forget?” Jensen growls as he turns them, pinning Jared’s long body against the door, stepping between Jared’s legs. “Keep everyone happy, keep the fans happy, keep Hollywood happy, when do we get to be happy?”
“One more season Jen, we can do it. God do you think I enjoy this?” He palms Jensen’s ass, grinding his hips against Jared’s own groin.
“Shut up and kiss me Padalecki.”
Jared smiles as he takes Jensen’s lips, kissing him deep and slow. He starts up a gentle rhythm as they kiss, hips rocking up into Jensen’s warm body. “Off, get the jeans off Jen.”
Jensen steps back for a moment, undoing his zip as he watches Jared watch his hands move. He folds the fabric back, revealing bare skin and grins when Jared lets out a low growl.
“You were out there in jeans, no underwear? In front of all those fans?”
Jensen just nods slyly before he turns to walk to the lounge, pulling his jeans off before he sprawls, legs wide open, on the leather. “You coming?”
“Hopefully,” Jared smirks, stalking towards Jensen.
“How about you put that cheeky mouth of yours to good use Jay?”
Jared eagerly drops to his knees, eyes locked on Jensen as he bends his head to kiss the inside of Jensen’s thigh, working his way up towards the dip of his hipbone before sucking a bruise into the pale skin.
“You want my mouth Jen?” Jared’s tongue slips out to taste, sliding along silky skin until he hovers above the head of Jensen’s cock, warm breath floating across heated skin making Jensen shudder. Jared smiles up at him quickly before he closes his lips over the tip, sucking softly as he fondles Jensen’s heavy balls.
“Jesus Jared, get on with it…” Jensen eyes his watch briefly knowing it won’t be long until they‘re needed for the next autograph panel. His hand closes over Jared’s shoulder, fingers clenching into his skin.
Jared’s head moves, bobbing slowly around the velvety cock in his mouth and he swallows as Jensen nudges the back of his throat. Using his free hand, Jared hastily undoes his own jeans and reaches inside for a quick few strokes. Pulling off Jensen’s dick for a moment, Jared shoves the denim down to his knees before he settles again, stroking himself while he sucks Jensen off.
Jensen puts a hand to his chest, pushing Jared backwards, flat on the carpet. He crawls between Jared’s splayed legs and pulls the heavy denim and tight boxer briefs off, throwing them across them towards the bed then he lays over Jared’s body. One hand finds it’s way down Jared’s cheeks, smoothing slowly over the puckered skin while the other circles a tight nipple. Turning to reach to the couch, Jensen slips a hand under the cushion, triumphantly pulling out a small tube of lube and dropping it on the floor by Jared’s head.
Jared glances at it then looks up to Jensen’s face, and grins, happiness shining from his hazel eyes. “You planning a little surprise were you Jensen?”
“Yeah I may have. Had to get you away from those fangirls baby.” Jensen kisses his way along Jared’s neck, sucking a soft bruise into his shoulder.
Jared puts a hand to Jensen’s neck, dragging him back to his lips. Soft kisses and licks contrast with the desperate whimpers Jared’s making as he encourages Jensen to open up to him.
Tongues tangle as both men groan and pant, struggling for breath as their naked bodies slide against each other.
Jensen leans back; watching Jared’s dark eyes before he moves lower to take a nipple into his mouth while he uses one hand to grab the lube and flick open the lid. He sits up for a brief moment as he coats his fingers thoroughly and smears the cool liquid around Jared’s hole.
Jared growls at Jensen’s slow and steady touch, wanting more, now. His breath hitches as he feels the first finger breach him and he wills his body to relax, having been some time since he bottomed.
Without moving his hand, Jensen lays next to Jared on the plush carpet, pushing himself up on one elbow so he can taking the nipple into his mouth again, tormenting it with his tongue and teeth as he opens Jared up, makes him ready for what’s to come. It’s what they both need after these events, the solid reconnection the act gives is vital to them getting through the hidden glances, lack of touches and hastily thought out answers to fan questions. When a third finger sinks to the knuckle, Jared howls.
“Want…to…ride…you…Jen.” Jared whispers between heavy gasps as Jensen’s fingertips play over his sensitive prostate briefly, the pleasure radiating out into his body.
Jensen moves, sealing his lips over Jared’s he swallows down the gasps and noises Jared gives as warm fingers are slowly withdrawn. Once Jensen is free of Jared’s body, Jared gets up on his knees, bracing himself as he turns to Jensen who’s still laying on the carpet. Sliding one arm under his waist, Jared hauls Jensen up against his chest, stealing a quick kiss before he steadies his hands under Jensen’s ass, slowly standing. Jensen’s arms and legs go around Jared in shock, trying desperately not to over balance them. Taking a few short steps, Jared dumps him gracelessly on the couch and follows him down, settling over Jensen’s body. They both groan loudly as their erections bump against each other, the sweat slick skin catching for a moment.
Rising to his knees Jared positions himself over Jensen’s cock, holding it straight and stroking the heated skin before he lets it nudge at his hole. Jared sinks down slowly, taking the length of Jensen inside his body. He holds still for a moment before he starts to move slowly, eyes focused on Jensen’s lips as his boyfriend nibbles on his lower lip, making an effort to stay quiet. As the mild discomfort lessens his hips move quicker, snapping forward as he writhes across Jensen’s hips. Long legs bent at the knee and bracketing strong thighs as he rides Jensen’s cock, groaning at each contact to his prostate.
Jensen thrusts up, his hands curled around Jared, gripping his hips tight. He holds him still for a moment as he rocks his hips in shallow thrusts, knowing that he’s found Jared’s prostate and enjoying the breathy whimpers Jared gives as he drops his head back, eye closing tightly in pleasure.
One hand reaches out and clenches over the leather lounge, and the other drops to his cock, stroking in time with Jensen’s thrusts as they get harder. Lust darkened eyes watch Jensen’s face, overcome at the simple pleasure he feels from Jensen’s happiness and obvious desire for him. When Jensen suddenly moves forward and presses a long kiss to his chest, just above his heart, Jared groans and whispers Jensen’s name as he comes, cock pulsing in his hand and warm liquid spilling onto Jensen’s stomach.
Jensen reaches out, his hand settling at the side of Jared’s neck. Pulling him down slowly, Jensen’s thrusts go wild, his hips moving unsteadily as he nears his orgasm. Taking Jared’s lips, Jensen breathes against his open mouth, sharing the air between them. “Jay…Nearly…Fuck! I’m gonna come,” Jensen moans. He gives one last deep thrust and empties himself into Jared’s body.
They both sit, huddled together for long moments, catching breaths and fingers drawing patterns over skin.
“Jen…”
“Yeah baby, me too,” Jensen whispers. He’s hardly finished speaking when there is a firm knock on the door and they both grin at the words spoken through the wooden door.
“You two get yourselves cleaned up, you’re on in five,” Danneel calls out, the laughter heard clearly in her tone.
Beta/Hand holding duties: cammissbloom. Thanks so much babygirl, I appreciate the quick read through and encouragement
Pairing: J2
Summary: How Jensen likes to spend his time while they have a break at the LA Convention
Rating: NC17
Word count: 1466
Disclaimer: This is in no way reflective on the sexuality of the people mentioned, if it was I'd be a very happy girl *grins*
This is a birthday pressie for titheniel, so sorry it's late honey, I actually tried four different things and this was what finally broke my writers block. So here you go, have some sexy naked J2, hope you like it babe *smooch*
Making the most of it
Jared watches Jensen shut the door to their break room before he steps forward, boxing him in, arms on each side of his head, palms flat on the solid wood door.
“Moving slowly? Our own wrap party hey Jen? Wanna give the fangirls something else to gossip and talk about?”
“Jay, come on, you’re always being suggestive and hinting at things,” Jensen says reasonably.
“Maybe it’s not such a bad thing, especially seeing how the execs insisted on Danneel being here.”
Leaning forward to kiss and lick Jared’s throat, Jensen grins at the barely concealed jealousy in Jared’s voice. “We got half an hour, let’s make the most of it.”
Jared tilts his head allowing Jensen better access and moans at the kiss that Jensen sucks into his skin. He knows Jensen is careful but he pulls back to quickly strip off his shirt, revealing his bare skin for Jensen’s pleasure. “Keep it below the shirt line baby.”
“I know, fucking hell Jay, I know. How can I forget?” Jensen growls as he turns them, pinning Jared’s long body against the door, stepping between Jared’s legs. “Keep everyone happy, keep the fans happy, keep Hollywood happy, when do we get to be happy?”
“One more season Jen, we can do it. God do you think I enjoy this?” He palms Jensen’s ass, grinding his hips against Jared’s own groin.
“Shut up and kiss me Padalecki.”
Jared smiles as he takes Jensen’s lips, kissing him deep and slow. He starts up a gentle rhythm as they kiss, hips rocking up into Jensen’s warm body. “Off, get the jeans off Jen.”
Jensen steps back for a moment, undoing his zip as he watches Jared watch his hands move. He folds the fabric back, revealing bare skin and grins when Jared lets out a low growl.
“You were out there in jeans, no underwear? In front of all those fans?”
Jensen just nods slyly before he turns to walk to the lounge, pulling his jeans off before he sprawls, legs wide open, on the leather. “You coming?”
“Hopefully,” Jared smirks, stalking towards Jensen.
“How about you put that cheeky mouth of yours to good use Jay?”
Jared eagerly drops to his knees, eyes locked on Jensen as he bends his head to kiss the inside of Jensen’s thigh, working his way up towards the dip of his hipbone before sucking a bruise into the pale skin.
“You want my mouth Jen?” Jared’s tongue slips out to taste, sliding along silky skin until he hovers above the head of Jensen’s cock, warm breath floating across heated skin making Jensen shudder. Jared smiles up at him quickly before he closes his lips over the tip, sucking softly as he fondles Jensen’s heavy balls.
“Jesus Jared, get on with it…” Jensen eyes his watch briefly knowing it won’t be long until they‘re needed for the next autograph panel. His hand closes over Jared’s shoulder, fingers clenching into his skin.
Jared’s head moves, bobbing slowly around the velvety cock in his mouth and he swallows as Jensen nudges the back of his throat. Using his free hand, Jared hastily undoes his own jeans and reaches inside for a quick few strokes. Pulling off Jensen’s dick for a moment, Jared shoves the denim down to his knees before he settles again, stroking himself while he sucks Jensen off.
Jensen puts a hand to his chest, pushing Jared backwards, flat on the carpet. He crawls between Jared’s splayed legs and pulls the heavy denim and tight boxer briefs off, throwing them across them towards the bed then he lays over Jared’s body. One hand finds it’s way down Jared’s cheeks, smoothing slowly over the puckered skin while the other circles a tight nipple. Turning to reach to the couch, Jensen slips a hand under the cushion, triumphantly pulling out a small tube of lube and dropping it on the floor by Jared’s head.
Jared glances at it then looks up to Jensen’s face, and grins, happiness shining from his hazel eyes. “You planning a little surprise were you Jensen?”
“Yeah I may have. Had to get you away from those fangirls baby.” Jensen kisses his way along Jared’s neck, sucking a soft bruise into his shoulder.
Jared puts a hand to Jensen’s neck, dragging him back to his lips. Soft kisses and licks contrast with the desperate whimpers Jared’s making as he encourages Jensen to open up to him.
Tongues tangle as both men groan and pant, struggling for breath as their naked bodies slide against each other.
Jensen leans back; watching Jared’s dark eyes before he moves lower to take a nipple into his mouth while he uses one hand to grab the lube and flick open the lid. He sits up for a brief moment as he coats his fingers thoroughly and smears the cool liquid around Jared’s hole.
Jared growls at Jensen’s slow and steady touch, wanting more, now. His breath hitches as he feels the first finger breach him and he wills his body to relax, having been some time since he bottomed.
Without moving his hand, Jensen lays next to Jared on the plush carpet, pushing himself up on one elbow so he can taking the nipple into his mouth again, tormenting it with his tongue and teeth as he opens Jared up, makes him ready for what’s to come. It’s what they both need after these events, the solid reconnection the act gives is vital to them getting through the hidden glances, lack of touches and hastily thought out answers to fan questions. When a third finger sinks to the knuckle, Jared howls.
“Want…to…ride…you…Jen.” Jared whispers between heavy gasps as Jensen’s fingertips play over his sensitive prostate briefly, the pleasure radiating out into his body.
Jensen moves, sealing his lips over Jared’s he swallows down the gasps and noises Jared gives as warm fingers are slowly withdrawn. Once Jensen is free of Jared’s body, Jared gets up on his knees, bracing himself as he turns to Jensen who’s still laying on the carpet. Sliding one arm under his waist, Jared hauls Jensen up against his chest, stealing a quick kiss before he steadies his hands under Jensen’s ass, slowly standing. Jensen’s arms and legs go around Jared in shock, trying desperately not to over balance them. Taking a few short steps, Jared dumps him gracelessly on the couch and follows him down, settling over Jensen’s body. They both groan loudly as their erections bump against each other, the sweat slick skin catching for a moment.
Rising to his knees Jared positions himself over Jensen’s cock, holding it straight and stroking the heated skin before he lets it nudge at his hole. Jared sinks down slowly, taking the length of Jensen inside his body. He holds still for a moment before he starts to move slowly, eyes focused on Jensen’s lips as his boyfriend nibbles on his lower lip, making an effort to stay quiet. As the mild discomfort lessens his hips move quicker, snapping forward as he writhes across Jensen’s hips. Long legs bent at the knee and bracketing strong thighs as he rides Jensen’s cock, groaning at each contact to his prostate.
Jensen thrusts up, his hands curled around Jared, gripping his hips tight. He holds him still for a moment as he rocks his hips in shallow thrusts, knowing that he’s found Jared’s prostate and enjoying the breathy whimpers Jared gives as he drops his head back, eye closing tightly in pleasure.
One hand reaches out and clenches over the leather lounge, and the other drops to his cock, stroking in time with Jensen’s thrusts as they get harder. Lust darkened eyes watch Jensen’s face, overcome at the simple pleasure he feels from Jensen’s happiness and obvious desire for him. When Jensen suddenly moves forward and presses a long kiss to his chest, just above his heart, Jared groans and whispers Jensen’s name as he comes, cock pulsing in his hand and warm liquid spilling onto Jensen’s stomach.
Jensen reaches out, his hand settling at the side of Jared’s neck. Pulling him down slowly, Jensen’s thrusts go wild, his hips moving unsteadily as he nears his orgasm. Taking Jared’s lips, Jensen breathes against his open mouth, sharing the air between them. “Jay…Nearly…Fuck! I’m gonna come,” Jensen moans. He gives one last deep thrust and empties himself into Jared’s body.
They both sit, huddled together for long moments, catching breaths and fingers drawing patterns over skin.
“Jen…”
“Yeah baby, me too,” Jensen whispers. He’s hardly finished speaking when there is a firm knock on the door and they both grin at the words spoken through the wooden door.
“You two get yourselves cleaned up, you’re on in five,” Danneel calls out, the laughter heard clearly in her tone.