Fic: RPS (Jared/Jensen): Going for Swim | NC-17 | 2360 words
Title: Going for a Swim
Author: dragonspell
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: public!sex, pool!sex
Summary: Jared's pretty sure that they're going to end up arrested but he can't claim that he doesn't like Jensen's kinks. Even if Jensen is trying to convince him to have sex in a pool at a Hollywood party.
Word Count: 2360
Disclaimer: Never happened, no affiliation.
A/N: Written for the blindfold_spn prompt of J2 or Sam/Dean, pool sex, manhandling, public sex.: J2 or S/D are at a party, for whatever reason, and there is a pool. Everyone is drunk anyway, so they won't notice the two dudes in the corner getting each other off. Can be anything from handjobs to full penetration. Any age, other kinks, etc.
Jensen, Jared thinks, is a bit of a freak. Jared doesn’t mind because he’s one too but Jensen’s got him beat in the freakiness department hands down. Every time that Jared turns around, Jensen surprises him with another deeply hidden kink that never fails to push Jared’s buttons. This one, though, Jared had already been well aware of.
Jensen’s got a bit of thing for getting off in public and Jared’s known that every since Jensen grabbed Jared’s dick in the middle of a store, right in full view of God and everyone. Jared had freaked but Jensen’s a little too convincing to ignore when he wants it bad and Jared eventually folded like a house of cards.
The next time Jensen had done it, Jared had caved even faster. He’s still a bit leery about the whole thing, convinced that they’re going to get arrested one of these days but he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t get off on that little knife-edge of nervousness. It sinks deep inside him and knots him all up so that when he finally comes, he feels it for days.
So, Jared thinks that he can be forgiven for being excited and not fighting at all when Jensen had grabbed his hand at the party and given him that little grin that never fails to get Jared hard. It’s a subtle arch of Jensen’s eyebrows and a tiny tilt of his lips but it’s all one big challenge as he looks at Jared, daring him to say no.
Jared’s momma taught him to just say no to drugs but she’d never warned him about the dangers and promises of Jensen’s hot green eyes.
It’s a late night party smack dab in the middle of the Hollywood Hills and they’re in the big backyard of someone whose name Jared can’t remember. All that he knows is that Jensen knows somebody who knows the guy and that’s how they got in. There are girls in skimpy dresses tottering around on too high heels, trying not to spill their drinks as they wobble their way towards the next solid surface and there are guys laughing too loudly to be even remotely close to sober.
Jared might not know their host but he’s got a lot of respect for the quality of the man’s alcohol. Even Jared himself is feeling more than a little buzzed and he’s sure that he’s only drank one or two shots. It might have been more-things are a little fuzzy right now-but that’s probably a good thing because Jensen, instead of hauling Jared off to some shadowy corner to do this thing, had pulled Jared to the pool which sits right smack dab in front of the guy’s house, all lit up like a Christmas tree, the slowly rippling water sparkling in the glow of the back porch lights.
On the way over, Jensen had been greeting people left and right, raising his hand and cracking a smile each time, but now he’s only got eyes for Jared. Jensen’s looking straight at him, licking his sinfully plush lips like a cat eyeing a bowl full of milk because he knows that Jared can’t say no to that. God help him but Jared would go to Hell and back just to catch a glimpse of Jensen sliding his tongue over his upper lip like he wants to swallow Jared whole.
Jensen arches an eyebrow, quietly asking if Jared is game and Jared nods hurriedly, ripping off his shirt. Jensen looks him over appreciatively and Jared flushes slightly because he likes that Jensen likes his body. Jared had certainly worked hard enough at it. Someone else wolf-whistles as they pass but Jared ignores them and hopes that they don’t come back because Jensen’s doing the same as Jared and Jared’s never been that great at sharing his favorite toys.
Jensen’s a damn work of art and everybody knows it, looking as perfect as a marble statue. Jared, irrationally, wants to keep Jensen all to himself. It’s a little like shutting the barn door after the horses are already gone because about half the damn world has already seen Jensen shirtless. What they haven’t seen, though, is how Jensen is smirking at Jared as he pushes off his dress pants and kicking them to the side on the stone patio surrounding the pool. Jared swallows hard because Jensen’s not wearing swim trunks-he’s standing in front of him with nothing but his boxer-briefs on and anyone that looked over wouldn’t be able to miss how well Jensen’s filling out the crotch.
It hits Jared that Jensen who’s normally so reserved is more naked than Jared who’s supposed to be the more outgoing one. Jared shoves down his pants as well, his belt jingling loudly as he pushes it over his hips and sends his clothes plummeting to the ground. He steps to the side, leaving his pants where they fell and Jensen smiles as he moves over to the pool.
To anyone watching right now, they’re just two guys about to take a drunken swim. Jared just thanks his lucky stars that no one else appears to want to get wet because the rest of the guests are giving the pool a wide berth and that’s just what they need to be able to get away with this.
With a small splash, Jensen slips into the pool, dropping down under the water on the deep end and coming up wet and playful as he slicks back his hair and treads water. He crooks his finger at Jared, daring him to get in too because there’s no going back once Jared does. Jared knows, though, that there was no going back the minute he got a good look at Jensen’s smile.
Jared follows after Jensen, the cool water rushing up around him and lets himself go under. The water’s nice on his over-heated skin and maybe there’s a chance that he’ll make it through this without burning up alive. He comes back to the surface for air and shakes the excess water out of his hair before slicking it back like Jensen, keeping it out of his eyes because he doesn’t want to miss a moment of this.
Jensen beckons him again as he floats backward toward a corner of the pool and Jared obediently follows like the dog he is, begging for his treat. His dick is hard and throbbing in his shorts, the strokes of his legs underwater swirling the fabric around him and making him shiver despite how hot he feels.
Jensen’s back hits the edge of the pool, stopping his movement and Jared finally catches up. Jared’s on him in an instant, pinning Jensen to the hard cement because enough. He can’t take anymore. Jensen keeps his eyes lowered as he rests his left hand against Jared chest.
To the rest of the guests, if anyone’s looking, Jared knows that they probably just look like they’re trying to maintain their balance and not possibly drown. In order to get the full idea of what’s going on, they’d have to look closely at just how tightly Jared’s gripping the slight overhang of the pool and how his jaw clenches for control while Jensen’s right hand snakes into Jared’s boxers. Jensen’s too clever fingers reach through the opening of Jared’s underwear, nudging the flaps to the side as he pulls Jared’s dick out. Jared shudders at the feel of the water and Jensen’s hand both wrapping around him, biting back a whine and trying to keep quiet.
The sharp point of danger stabs into his gut and there’s no use pretending that he’s not getting off on this just as much as Jensen. Jared finally unclenches his right hand from the edge of the pool and dips in underneath the water, grabbing at Jensen’s crotch. He pinches the floating fabric of Jensen’s underwear, pulling it and Jensen’s hips forward as Jensen’s eyes get even darker. Jensen’s hand firms around Jared’s cock and Jared jerks toward him.
Jensen’s already got one up on him and Jared knows that. To even the score, Jared runs his fingers along the waistband of Jensen’s boxers and then pushes them down, uncovering his ass and tucking the elastic band just under Jensen’s balls. Jensen’s still almost wearing the shorts but everything’s uncovered now, bared for Jared’s greedy hands. Jared pushes Jensen against the corner, using his body to try and block him from view and Jensen’s breath catches as their dicks rub together.
His heart pounding in his chest from arousal and the thrill of doing this in public, Jared fumbles between them to wrap a hand solidly around the both of them, loving how Jensen has to bite his lip to stop from moaning. Jensen’s eyes are closed, his chin up as he focuses on what Jared’s doing between his legs. Jared thrusts gently into the circle of his hand, rubbing himself against Jensen as he uses his other hand to reach back behind Jensen. He wedges himself between Jensen and the wall of the pool, fingers smoothly skating of the curve of Jensen’s ass and sliding down his crack. Jensen starts, his own hand rising to grip the cement overhang to steady himself as he spreads his legs for Jared, trying to give Jared more room.
Jensen’s such a slut for this too, Jared knows. There’s no faster way to get proud Jensen to start begging than to hold him down and shove a couple of fingers up his ass because Jensen loves it. He’s got a thing for Jared’s hands, too, and that had been an unexpected kink. Jared can get Jensen on his knees just by wiggling a few fingers and it might have been funny if it wasn’t so damn hot.
The water of the pool provides all the slick that Jared needs and he breaches Jensen easily, earning a soft, hastily silenced moan. Jensen pushes back against him, wanting more and Jared doesn’t disappoint, pulling out his first finger and pushing back in with two. Jensen mouth drops open, his breath coming raggedly but Jared knows that his isn’t much better.
Because Jensen gets off on having Jared’s fingers inside of him but Jared gets off on doing it just as much. He loves driving Jensen crazy with the parody of fucking, thrusting his fingers in and out and shuddering at all the helpless noises that Jensen makes.
Jared sucks in a harsh breath as he temporarily releases both of their dicks to grind himself against Jensen, wanting the friction of Jensen’s body. Jensen’s eyes finally flutter open but Jared’s not sure if he’s seeing anything as he stares up at the sky and mindlessly thrusts back. Jared bites down on a groan as Jensen rubs his hard cock against Jared’s stomach and Jared just can’t take it anymore. He pushes back just enough to wrap his hand around them both again and goes for broke, jacking both of them. Jensen stops breathing, his body tightening and his mouth goes strained as his eyes close again. Jared wiggles his fingers inside of Jensen again, brushing against his prostate and with a soft whimper, Jensen pulses against Jared, the water getting suddenly warmer.
Jared shudders and moves his hand faster, making Jensen convulse as he drags out Jensen’s orgasm, mercilessly refusing to let him go. Jensen’s hands come up to grip Jared’s shoulders, fingers digging in like claws as he tries to get Jared to stop but pleasure’s exploding through Jared’s body and he’s gasping into his own orgasm. Jensen pants as Jared comes against him, his hand diving into the water to fumble for Jared’s spasming cock. Jared jerks when Jensen touches him, Jensen’s fingers closing around the head of Jared’s cock, feeling him spurt.
“Fuck,” Jared mutters, his insides twisting as he finishes with one last, nearly painful wrench. Jensen nods, agreeing, and licks his lips. They both collapse, the tension in their bodies releasing as they just let the water hold them up. Indulging himself for a quick moment, Jared lets his head drop against Jensen’s shoulder, panting against the damp skin.
They need to get out of the pool before anyone notices them. Or notices the mess they made. Jared notes the small tendrils of white thinning out in the water and he quirks a smile because Jensen and his kinks are either going to land him in jail for indecency or kill him one of these days.
“You ready to get out, Jay?” Jensen murmurs in Jared’s ear, dark and deep and sending an echoing aftershock rippling through Jared’s body. Jared grins and presses a lighting fast kiss to Jensen’s shoulder before pulling his fingers out of Jensen’s ass, making him have to choke back a moan. Jared gives Jensen’s ass one last squeeze, a little ‘one for the road’ because he knows that it’s going to be awhile before he’s gonna get a chance to have touch it again. Not until they finally get home and he wrestles Jensen down to the bed to fuck him.
Jared pulls Jensen’s boxers back up and Jensen tucks Jared’s dick back inside his underwear. “I am if you are,” Jared replies because he’s never been able to say no to one of Jensen’s challenges. Even if it is parading through a Hollywood party in soaked underwear feeling sated and hoping that no one noticed him jerking off his co-star in the pool. Or, if they did, then hoping that they just enjoyed the show.
As Jared pulls himself up out of the water, though, splashing droplets onto the cement patio, he doesn’t see anyone paying them much attention. After all, they were just two drunk guys going for a swim. The secret of what they’ve done hanging just between them, Jared grins over at Jensen who’s answering smile is full of more dark promises that make Jared’s heart beat a little faster.
Jared had always known that he was a bit of a kinky bastard but Jensen’s constantly putting him to shame and Jared thinks he likes it.
Author: dragonspell
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: public!sex, pool!sex
Summary: Jared's pretty sure that they're going to end up arrested but he can't claim that he doesn't like Jensen's kinks. Even if Jensen is trying to convince him to have sex in a pool at a Hollywood party.
Word Count: 2360
Disclaimer: Never happened, no affiliation.
A/N: Written for the blindfold_spn prompt of J2 or Sam/Dean, pool sex, manhandling, public sex.: J2 or S/D are at a party, for whatever reason, and there is a pool. Everyone is drunk anyway, so they won't notice the two dudes in the corner getting each other off. Can be anything from handjobs to full penetration. Any age, other kinks, etc.
Jensen, Jared thinks, is a bit of a freak. Jared doesn’t mind because he’s one too but Jensen’s got him beat in the freakiness department hands down. Every time that Jared turns around, Jensen surprises him with another deeply hidden kink that never fails to push Jared’s buttons. This one, though, Jared had already been well aware of.
Jensen’s got a bit of thing for getting off in public and Jared’s known that every since Jensen grabbed Jared’s dick in the middle of a store, right in full view of God and everyone. Jared had freaked but Jensen’s a little too convincing to ignore when he wants it bad and Jared eventually folded like a house of cards.
The next time Jensen had done it, Jared had caved even faster. He’s still a bit leery about the whole thing, convinced that they’re going to get arrested one of these days but he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t get off on that little knife-edge of nervousness. It sinks deep inside him and knots him all up so that when he finally comes, he feels it for days.
So, Jared thinks that he can be forgiven for being excited and not fighting at all when Jensen had grabbed his hand at the party and given him that little grin that never fails to get Jared hard. It’s a subtle arch of Jensen’s eyebrows and a tiny tilt of his lips but it’s all one big challenge as he looks at Jared, daring him to say no.
Jared’s momma taught him to just say no to drugs but she’d never warned him about the dangers and promises of Jensen’s hot green eyes.
It’s a late night party smack dab in the middle of the Hollywood Hills and they’re in the big backyard of someone whose name Jared can’t remember. All that he knows is that Jensen knows somebody who knows the guy and that’s how they got in. There are girls in skimpy dresses tottering around on too high heels, trying not to spill their drinks as they wobble their way towards the next solid surface and there are guys laughing too loudly to be even remotely close to sober.
Jared might not know their host but he’s got a lot of respect for the quality of the man’s alcohol. Even Jared himself is feeling more than a little buzzed and he’s sure that he’s only drank one or two shots. It might have been more-things are a little fuzzy right now-but that’s probably a good thing because Jensen, instead of hauling Jared off to some shadowy corner to do this thing, had pulled Jared to the pool which sits right smack dab in front of the guy’s house, all lit up like a Christmas tree, the slowly rippling water sparkling in the glow of the back porch lights.
On the way over, Jensen had been greeting people left and right, raising his hand and cracking a smile each time, but now he’s only got eyes for Jared. Jensen’s looking straight at him, licking his sinfully plush lips like a cat eyeing a bowl full of milk because he knows that Jared can’t say no to that. God help him but Jared would go to Hell and back just to catch a glimpse of Jensen sliding his tongue over his upper lip like he wants to swallow Jared whole.
Jensen arches an eyebrow, quietly asking if Jared is game and Jared nods hurriedly, ripping off his shirt. Jensen looks him over appreciatively and Jared flushes slightly because he likes that Jensen likes his body. Jared had certainly worked hard enough at it. Someone else wolf-whistles as they pass but Jared ignores them and hopes that they don’t come back because Jensen’s doing the same as Jared and Jared’s never been that great at sharing his favorite toys.
Jensen’s a damn work of art and everybody knows it, looking as perfect as a marble statue. Jared, irrationally, wants to keep Jensen all to himself. It’s a little like shutting the barn door after the horses are already gone because about half the damn world has already seen Jensen shirtless. What they haven’t seen, though, is how Jensen is smirking at Jared as he pushes off his dress pants and kicking them to the side on the stone patio surrounding the pool. Jared swallows hard because Jensen’s not wearing swim trunks-he’s standing in front of him with nothing but his boxer-briefs on and anyone that looked over wouldn’t be able to miss how well Jensen’s filling out the crotch.
It hits Jared that Jensen who’s normally so reserved is more naked than Jared who’s supposed to be the more outgoing one. Jared shoves down his pants as well, his belt jingling loudly as he pushes it over his hips and sends his clothes plummeting to the ground. He steps to the side, leaving his pants where they fell and Jensen smiles as he moves over to the pool.
To anyone watching right now, they’re just two guys about to take a drunken swim. Jared just thanks his lucky stars that no one else appears to want to get wet because the rest of the guests are giving the pool a wide berth and that’s just what they need to be able to get away with this.
With a small splash, Jensen slips into the pool, dropping down under the water on the deep end and coming up wet and playful as he slicks back his hair and treads water. He crooks his finger at Jared, daring him to get in too because there’s no going back once Jared does. Jared knows, though, that there was no going back the minute he got a good look at Jensen’s smile.
Jared follows after Jensen, the cool water rushing up around him and lets himself go under. The water’s nice on his over-heated skin and maybe there’s a chance that he’ll make it through this without burning up alive. He comes back to the surface for air and shakes the excess water out of his hair before slicking it back like Jensen, keeping it out of his eyes because he doesn’t want to miss a moment of this.
Jensen beckons him again as he floats backward toward a corner of the pool and Jared obediently follows like the dog he is, begging for his treat. His dick is hard and throbbing in his shorts, the strokes of his legs underwater swirling the fabric around him and making him shiver despite how hot he feels.
Jensen’s back hits the edge of the pool, stopping his movement and Jared finally catches up. Jared’s on him in an instant, pinning Jensen to the hard cement because enough. He can’t take anymore. Jensen keeps his eyes lowered as he rests his left hand against Jared chest.
To the rest of the guests, if anyone’s looking, Jared knows that they probably just look like they’re trying to maintain their balance and not possibly drown. In order to get the full idea of what’s going on, they’d have to look closely at just how tightly Jared’s gripping the slight overhang of the pool and how his jaw clenches for control while Jensen’s right hand snakes into Jared’s boxers. Jensen’s too clever fingers reach through the opening of Jared’s underwear, nudging the flaps to the side as he pulls Jared’s dick out. Jared shudders at the feel of the water and Jensen’s hand both wrapping around him, biting back a whine and trying to keep quiet.
The sharp point of danger stabs into his gut and there’s no use pretending that he’s not getting off on this just as much as Jensen. Jared finally unclenches his right hand from the edge of the pool and dips in underneath the water, grabbing at Jensen’s crotch. He pinches the floating fabric of Jensen’s underwear, pulling it and Jensen’s hips forward as Jensen’s eyes get even darker. Jensen’s hand firms around Jared’s cock and Jared jerks toward him.
Jensen’s already got one up on him and Jared knows that. To even the score, Jared runs his fingers along the waistband of Jensen’s boxers and then pushes them down, uncovering his ass and tucking the elastic band just under Jensen’s balls. Jensen’s still almost wearing the shorts but everything’s uncovered now, bared for Jared’s greedy hands. Jared pushes Jensen against the corner, using his body to try and block him from view and Jensen’s breath catches as their dicks rub together.
His heart pounding in his chest from arousal and the thrill of doing this in public, Jared fumbles between them to wrap a hand solidly around the both of them, loving how Jensen has to bite his lip to stop from moaning. Jensen’s eyes are closed, his chin up as he focuses on what Jared’s doing between his legs. Jared thrusts gently into the circle of his hand, rubbing himself against Jensen as he uses his other hand to reach back behind Jensen. He wedges himself between Jensen and the wall of the pool, fingers smoothly skating of the curve of Jensen’s ass and sliding down his crack. Jensen starts, his own hand rising to grip the cement overhang to steady himself as he spreads his legs for Jared, trying to give Jared more room.
Jensen’s such a slut for this too, Jared knows. There’s no faster way to get proud Jensen to start begging than to hold him down and shove a couple of fingers up his ass because Jensen loves it. He’s got a thing for Jared’s hands, too, and that had been an unexpected kink. Jared can get Jensen on his knees just by wiggling a few fingers and it might have been funny if it wasn’t so damn hot.
The water of the pool provides all the slick that Jared needs and he breaches Jensen easily, earning a soft, hastily silenced moan. Jensen pushes back against him, wanting more and Jared doesn’t disappoint, pulling out his first finger and pushing back in with two. Jensen mouth drops open, his breath coming raggedly but Jared knows that his isn’t much better.
Because Jensen gets off on having Jared’s fingers inside of him but Jared gets off on doing it just as much. He loves driving Jensen crazy with the parody of fucking, thrusting his fingers in and out and shuddering at all the helpless noises that Jensen makes.
Jared sucks in a harsh breath as he temporarily releases both of their dicks to grind himself against Jensen, wanting the friction of Jensen’s body. Jensen’s eyes finally flutter open but Jared’s not sure if he’s seeing anything as he stares up at the sky and mindlessly thrusts back. Jared bites down on a groan as Jensen rubs his hard cock against Jared’s stomach and Jared just can’t take it anymore. He pushes back just enough to wrap his hand around them both again and goes for broke, jacking both of them. Jensen stops breathing, his body tightening and his mouth goes strained as his eyes close again. Jared wiggles his fingers inside of Jensen again, brushing against his prostate and with a soft whimper, Jensen pulses against Jared, the water getting suddenly warmer.
Jared shudders and moves his hand faster, making Jensen convulse as he drags out Jensen’s orgasm, mercilessly refusing to let him go. Jensen’s hands come up to grip Jared’s shoulders, fingers digging in like claws as he tries to get Jared to stop but pleasure’s exploding through Jared’s body and he’s gasping into his own orgasm. Jensen pants as Jared comes against him, his hand diving into the water to fumble for Jared’s spasming cock. Jared jerks when Jensen touches him, Jensen’s fingers closing around the head of Jared’s cock, feeling him spurt.
“Fuck,” Jared mutters, his insides twisting as he finishes with one last, nearly painful wrench. Jensen nods, agreeing, and licks his lips. They both collapse, the tension in their bodies releasing as they just let the water hold them up. Indulging himself for a quick moment, Jared lets his head drop against Jensen’s shoulder, panting against the damp skin.
They need to get out of the pool before anyone notices them. Or notices the mess they made. Jared notes the small tendrils of white thinning out in the water and he quirks a smile because Jensen and his kinks are either going to land him in jail for indecency or kill him one of these days.
“You ready to get out, Jay?” Jensen murmurs in Jared’s ear, dark and deep and sending an echoing aftershock rippling through Jared’s body. Jared grins and presses a lighting fast kiss to Jensen’s shoulder before pulling his fingers out of Jensen’s ass, making him have to choke back a moan. Jared gives Jensen’s ass one last squeeze, a little ‘one for the road’ because he knows that it’s going to be awhile before he’s gonna get a chance to have touch it again. Not until they finally get home and he wrestles Jensen down to the bed to fuck him.
Jared pulls Jensen’s boxers back up and Jensen tucks Jared’s dick back inside his underwear. “I am if you are,” Jared replies because he’s never been able to say no to one of Jensen’s challenges. Even if it is parading through a Hollywood party in soaked underwear feeling sated and hoping that no one noticed him jerking off his co-star in the pool. Or, if they did, then hoping that they just enjoyed the show.
As Jared pulls himself up out of the water, though, splashing droplets onto the cement patio, he doesn’t see anyone paying them much attention. After all, they were just two drunk guys going for a swim. The secret of what they’ve done hanging just between them, Jared grins over at Jensen who’s answering smile is full of more dark promises that make Jared’s heart beat a little faster.
Jared had always known that he was a bit of a kinky bastard but Jensen’s constantly putting him to shame and Jared thinks he likes it.