NC-17 | I'll Bring the Fire
Title: I’ll Bring the Fire
Rating: NC-17 BY FAR. Total PWP.
Words: 2,300
Summary: Jared’s always raving about Jensen’s face during sex, and in a brief moment, Jensen wishes he could see it himself.
Notes: For moodswingers who commented based on two wallpapers how much she wanted to see this … I took it a little differently, but I think it’s pretty hot. Title and cut from Kevin Rudolph’s “Let It Rock.”
“You’re gonna kill me,” Jared whimpered.
Jensen smiled ever so slowly as he crawled back, folded himself and dipped down. His mouth instantly covered Jared’s entire dick, willing it back up, no matter that he’d come just minutes ago. Jensen slicked up and down, smiling so devilishly with his eyes as he did it, staying with Jared, who slung an arm over his face but kept peaking down to Jensen working. He didn’t care that Jared was fighting it. That just made it better, a challenge, and he pushed right back in, sucking down as much as he could and drawing so many whines from Jared.
“Seriously,” he panted. “My dick’s gonna fall off.”
Pulling off, Jensen carefully held Jared in his hand, palm skating up and down slowly, just barely touching. It was so sensitive that Jared shuddered and finally removed his arm and propped himself up on elbows to watch. Jensen had that same dirty smirk and leaned down again but just licked, the flat of his tongue coasting over the tip while his eyes hung on Jared’s, unrelenting on the sharp stare.
“Oh my God, “ Jared whined. “Jen, you’re fucking … Jesus.”
Jensen closed his fat lips around the head, sucking, flicking the tongue into the slit before running just under the lid of skin.
“ Jesus. You should fucking see yourself. You’re fucking obscene.”
He slowed his movements as if asking for clarification. But then he sped up as Jared started to react, started to harden in his grasp and in his mouth. That’s when he moved back, sucked on his own fingers, running his tongue between the index and middle fingers and still watching Jared.
Jared couldn’t do anything but blink and breathe heavy in anticipation. “Oh, fuck. You bastard. Yes, yes.”
As the fingers slid right into his hole, still wet and wide from just fifteen minutes ago, Jensen swallowed him again. Jared’s hips tipped up as Jensen sucked far down and fucked Jared with his hand. All the while still staring at him with the grin breaking out all over his face. “You’re so obscene. I fucking love it. You need to see this. Your face, your mouth,” he murmured as Jensen sucked his way up, lips flaring out and over Jared’s dick before he swept back down to take him full, as the fingers went up and up and up, again and again. Jared’s elbows started to quiver. From the heat pooling between his legs and the sudden loss of muscle control. He fell back to the bed, muttering more curses until Jensen pulled off and slid right up his body.
The push into his ass was quick and easy and Jensen’s face appeared right above him. “Thought you were done, huh?” Jensen taunted him, grinding right into Jared with a smug smile.
“Fuck. Oh fuck. You’re fucking hard. Yeah, yeah,” and then Jared just ambled on through so many odds and ends of the English language while Jensen hitched right into him, pounding hard and quick while they watched each other.
Jensen’s hands moved to either side of Jared’s head, pressing hard into the mattress for leverage as he kicked in and in, and Jared grabbed onto his biceps while he pushed back just as fast. “You gonna come for me, baby?” Jensen ground out throught the upturn of his lips.
“Fuck, yeah. But I … I wanna see you come. Wanna see your face.”
Then Jensen felt the clench of Jared’s hole around him as Jared worked the muscles and smiled lazily. “Oh, God damn you. Jared, fuck.”
“C’mon,” Jared begged while squeezing hard into Jensen’s arms. “Just fucking come already. C’mon.”
He saw the turn of Jared’s eyebrows and the twist of his mouth as he pleaded and it was enough, because he pounded a dozen or so more times, harder and deeper than before.
Jared stared at the clench of Jensen’s jaw before it fell open with his orgasm, how his eyes glazed over and nearly crossed, how his tongue lazily flicked out to rub along his bottom lip, as Jensen let out what sounded like a painful Oh, but it was all pleasure rippling through his muscles as his dick spilled in Jared’s ass. Jared couldn’t stop watching the crease of Jensen’s face as the climax flipped him over, because this was Jared’s favorite part, watching Jensen fall apart and then light up on the high. Jensen’s hand gently rubbed the underside of Jared’s dick, nudging Jared to the edge and he came between them, sticky and hot.
As they lay out on their backs, huffing air in and out, Jared laughed on a sigh and ran hands through his hair, pushing it off his sweaty forehead. “Fuck, Jen. You should see your face.” He knocked his ankle against Jensen’s leg before tossing it over to hook with Jensen’s. “Best part, by far. You’re fucking hot like this. Gotta see it.”
“Yeah,” Jensen smiled on a long exhale and letting exhaustion taking him. “I’d fucking love to.”
*
When Jensen woke, he was planted on his stomach, cheek smashed into the pillow. One eye cracked open and he saw miles of smooth, tan skin just begging to be touched and he reached out for it, fingertips coasting over the shoulder. They fell down the spine, bumping on each and every bone.
There was a low grumble as the head turned over and Jensen froze for a second, hand pausing at the high rise of his ass. His ass. And there was his face and his lazy smile and his voice. “You ready for another?”
His eyebrows furrowed and he withdrew his hand while turning away, but it was no use because then this other him moved and hovered over him, dipping close, sucking on his mouth.
“Fuck, your lips …”
Jensen had to be dreaming, had to. There was no way this sort of thing was real. No matter how many times Jared told him he should his own face, that they should tape it, use as many mirrors as possible … this wasn’t possible.
But the feel of that mouth sucking down his chest, biting into his nipples certainly felt real. And that mouth … his mouth … knew exactly how to flick the underside of his nipple then bite at the space just below that because his dick was then filling and throbbing and he let it go. Let his mind go because no matter how impossible this was, it was turning him on farther than he could ever imagine. Jensen felt odd about that, but he couldn’t not look. He rose to his elbows and stared at the top of his own messy, short hair, imagined that this was the exact view Jared got whenever he went down, and that made him want even more, made his dick twitch and burn with anticipation.
This other face tipped up as the chin bumped Jensen’s dick. “You gonna watch while I suck you?”
He nearly whimpered, and he was sure the he looked a little nervous, maybe even worried by the predicament. But he just slowly bobbed his head up and down and saw his face tilt up with a satisfied grin, saw how one side of his mouth hitched higher than the other and the edges of his eyes crinkled. In a moment of weakness, he reached out and touched those creases, thinking of how Jared would do that on occasion.
Jensen watched as his tongue came out, circling around his shaft, moving lower until he could lick at the meld of skin between his balls and the rest of his body. He moaned, tipping his head back and clenching his eyes shut, thinking, yeah, that’s it, right there, right there. The tongue swept right back up his dick before the mouth covered him, moving down. Jensen shifted back up to watch, so far beyond the weirdness and so far beyond any real comprehension of it all. Now he had to watch. Watch as those dark, needy green eyes stared back at him, pinning him and smiling at all the want in Jensen’s own eyes.
He wasn’t sure what he wanted to watch more - the heady, greedy stare or the obscene way his lips spread around his dick over and over again, how they plumped out more than he could even imagine and got all slicked up on saliva and precome. Then, sitting on haunches, licking two fingers while taking in the long expanse of Jensen’s naked body. The eyes roving up and over in appreciation while the fingers fell from the lips and trailed wet down his chin. “You want these, don’t ya?” the gravelly voice said more than asked.
Jensen inhaled sharply, felt the all-too-cool air burn his lungs, shocked by the contrast of the cold room with the heat between them. He numbly nodded and tracked the hand falling between his legs and running right into him. He keened and shifted up, surprised that the fingers were course and fat, while Jared’s were long and slim. They didn’t reach as far in as Jared’s, but the thick bumps of knuckles and girth of each digit burned and prodded and stretched him open so much sooner than Jared ever did.
Soon enough, he felt the ease of three fingers inside him as this other him shifted up and over his body. “You want it, huh? Want me to fuck you?”
Jensen watched the burn of the eyes, how deep they went and how much fire lit up inside of them. It was fucking with his head, but he wanted, just wanted so much more. “Yeah,” he said weakly.
“Gonna give it to you good,” he promised with a smirk. “Right through this mattress.”
“Oh, God,” Jensen whimpered. Then he wondered if the pulse running down his spine and into his dick was the same reaction Jared got to all their dirty talk. If the low rumble of his voice did this every time he used it on Jared.
The head of the dick pushed in slowly, spreading Jensen open and filling him. And just like the fingers, it wasn’t as deep as Jared, but it was there and it pressed him all around, meaty and hot, before it started to pull out just to thrust right back in.
Jensen stared up into his face, his eyes, took in the contours of his high cheeks and the slope into his mouth, the hard edge of his jaw. In this strange universe, he was turned on even more by this beauty and the heat flushing the cheeks that slid up with his smile. He saw how the jaw clenched every so often but then released on a wide smirk and panted through all the fucking. Jensen pushed right back on him, feeling the slide of the dick on each entrance and exit, how it got dangerously close to the rim like it might pull right out, but then it pushed right back in.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” the voice murmured closed as the lips nipped at his mouth.
“God.”
The smile was smug and full. “Yeah?”
Jensen breathed hard, nodded quick. “Want to.”
“Want it hard? Gonna do you rough, yeah?”
Jensen groaned, pitched his head back while closing his eyes, clenching them tight and willing this to last for so long because it was absolutely the hottest, headiest, fucking sexiest moment of his entire life.
The pounding came hard and rough, just as promised, pushing Jensen up the bed. Eventually, hands grabbed his legs and wrapped them around the waist before they gripped the top of the headboard and the other him went up on knees to give the position to jack solidly, smacking Jensen with skin and hips and thighs to his ass. Fast and dirty, quick thrusts and firm muscles, over and over. Again and again, and Jensen watched his face, saw the curl of the lips and the determination that set in the cheeks and jaw. Aggression on that face as he fucked Jensen and the hips kicked faster and rougher and Jensen knew, knew from his own body that the climax was coming, that he’d be coming in Jensen’s ass.
And that thought, his own come filling him hot and wet, just kicked his brain and he felt the wash of endorphins rush through his body before spilling out and he came across both their stomachs at the same moment that he came in his ass. And just as Jensen imagined, it was warm and moist and full of slick noises as he pumped the final few times before collapsing onto Jensen.
“Holy shit,” Jensen whispered. The response was a rumble of a laugh that vibrated against his own chest.
*
When Jensen woke, he was planted on his stomach, cheek smashed into the pillow. One eye cracked open and he saw miles of smooth, tan skin just begging to be touched and he reached out for it, fingertips coasting over the shoulder. Then they fell down the spine, bumping on each and every bone and a second later he paused and remembered what’d last happened.
There was a low grumble as the head turned over and Jensen froze, hand at the rise of … Jared’s smaller but equally tight ass. All the images of his own face, fucking Jensen with his eyes, knowing that was exactly what Jared saw every time made him instantly hard.
Jensen swept his hand lower and smirked. “You ready for another?”
Rating: NC-17 BY FAR. Total PWP.
Words: 2,300
Summary: Jared’s always raving about Jensen’s face during sex, and in a brief moment, Jensen wishes he could see it himself.
Notes: For moodswingers who commented based on two wallpapers how much she wanted to see this … I took it a little differently, but I think it’s pretty hot. Title and cut from Kevin Rudolph’s “Let It Rock.”
“You’re gonna kill me,” Jared whimpered.
Jensen smiled ever so slowly as he crawled back, folded himself and dipped down. His mouth instantly covered Jared’s entire dick, willing it back up, no matter that he’d come just minutes ago. Jensen slicked up and down, smiling so devilishly with his eyes as he did it, staying with Jared, who slung an arm over his face but kept peaking down to Jensen working. He didn’t care that Jared was fighting it. That just made it better, a challenge, and he pushed right back in, sucking down as much as he could and drawing so many whines from Jared.
“Seriously,” he panted. “My dick’s gonna fall off.”
Pulling off, Jensen carefully held Jared in his hand, palm skating up and down slowly, just barely touching. It was so sensitive that Jared shuddered and finally removed his arm and propped himself up on elbows to watch. Jensen had that same dirty smirk and leaned down again but just licked, the flat of his tongue coasting over the tip while his eyes hung on Jared’s, unrelenting on the sharp stare.
“Oh my God, “ Jared whined. “Jen, you’re fucking … Jesus.”
Jensen closed his fat lips around the head, sucking, flicking the tongue into the slit before running just under the lid of skin.
“ Jesus. You should fucking see yourself. You’re fucking obscene.”
He slowed his movements as if asking for clarification. But then he sped up as Jared started to react, started to harden in his grasp and in his mouth. That’s when he moved back, sucked on his own fingers, running his tongue between the index and middle fingers and still watching Jared.
Jared couldn’t do anything but blink and breathe heavy in anticipation. “Oh, fuck. You bastard. Yes, yes.”
As the fingers slid right into his hole, still wet and wide from just fifteen minutes ago, Jensen swallowed him again. Jared’s hips tipped up as Jensen sucked far down and fucked Jared with his hand. All the while still staring at him with the grin breaking out all over his face. “You’re so obscene. I fucking love it. You need to see this. Your face, your mouth,” he murmured as Jensen sucked his way up, lips flaring out and over Jared’s dick before he swept back down to take him full, as the fingers went up and up and up, again and again. Jared’s elbows started to quiver. From the heat pooling between his legs and the sudden loss of muscle control. He fell back to the bed, muttering more curses until Jensen pulled off and slid right up his body.
The push into his ass was quick and easy and Jensen’s face appeared right above him. “Thought you were done, huh?” Jensen taunted him, grinding right into Jared with a smug smile.
“Fuck. Oh fuck. You’re fucking hard. Yeah, yeah,” and then Jared just ambled on through so many odds and ends of the English language while Jensen hitched right into him, pounding hard and quick while they watched each other.
Jensen’s hands moved to either side of Jared’s head, pressing hard into the mattress for leverage as he kicked in and in, and Jared grabbed onto his biceps while he pushed back just as fast. “You gonna come for me, baby?” Jensen ground out throught the upturn of his lips.
“Fuck, yeah. But I … I wanna see you come. Wanna see your face.”
Then Jensen felt the clench of Jared’s hole around him as Jared worked the muscles and smiled lazily. “Oh, God damn you. Jared, fuck.”
“C’mon,” Jared begged while squeezing hard into Jensen’s arms. “Just fucking come already. C’mon.”
He saw the turn of Jared’s eyebrows and the twist of his mouth as he pleaded and it was enough, because he pounded a dozen or so more times, harder and deeper than before.
Jared stared at the clench of Jensen’s jaw before it fell open with his orgasm, how his eyes glazed over and nearly crossed, how his tongue lazily flicked out to rub along his bottom lip, as Jensen let out what sounded like a painful Oh, but it was all pleasure rippling through his muscles as his dick spilled in Jared’s ass. Jared couldn’t stop watching the crease of Jensen’s face as the climax flipped him over, because this was Jared’s favorite part, watching Jensen fall apart and then light up on the high. Jensen’s hand gently rubbed the underside of Jared’s dick, nudging Jared to the edge and he came between them, sticky and hot.
As they lay out on their backs, huffing air in and out, Jared laughed on a sigh and ran hands through his hair, pushing it off his sweaty forehead. “Fuck, Jen. You should see your face.” He knocked his ankle against Jensen’s leg before tossing it over to hook with Jensen’s. “Best part, by far. You’re fucking hot like this. Gotta see it.”
“Yeah,” Jensen smiled on a long exhale and letting exhaustion taking him. “I’d fucking love to.”
*
When Jensen woke, he was planted on his stomach, cheek smashed into the pillow. One eye cracked open and he saw miles of smooth, tan skin just begging to be touched and he reached out for it, fingertips coasting over the shoulder. They fell down the spine, bumping on each and every bone.
There was a low grumble as the head turned over and Jensen froze for a second, hand pausing at the high rise of his ass. His ass. And there was his face and his lazy smile and his voice. “You ready for another?”
His eyebrows furrowed and he withdrew his hand while turning away, but it was no use because then this other him moved and hovered over him, dipping close, sucking on his mouth.
“Fuck, your lips …”
Jensen had to be dreaming, had to. There was no way this sort of thing was real. No matter how many times Jared told him he should his own face, that they should tape it, use as many mirrors as possible … this wasn’t possible.
But the feel of that mouth sucking down his chest, biting into his nipples certainly felt real. And that mouth … his mouth … knew exactly how to flick the underside of his nipple then bite at the space just below that because his dick was then filling and throbbing and he let it go. Let his mind go because no matter how impossible this was, it was turning him on farther than he could ever imagine. Jensen felt odd about that, but he couldn’t not look. He rose to his elbows and stared at the top of his own messy, short hair, imagined that this was the exact view Jared got whenever he went down, and that made him want even more, made his dick twitch and burn with anticipation.
This other face tipped up as the chin bumped Jensen’s dick. “You gonna watch while I suck you?”
He nearly whimpered, and he was sure the he looked a little nervous, maybe even worried by the predicament. But he just slowly bobbed his head up and down and saw his face tilt up with a satisfied grin, saw how one side of his mouth hitched higher than the other and the edges of his eyes crinkled. In a moment of weakness, he reached out and touched those creases, thinking of how Jared would do that on occasion.
Jensen watched as his tongue came out, circling around his shaft, moving lower until he could lick at the meld of skin between his balls and the rest of his body. He moaned, tipping his head back and clenching his eyes shut, thinking, yeah, that’s it, right there, right there. The tongue swept right back up his dick before the mouth covered him, moving down. Jensen shifted back up to watch, so far beyond the weirdness and so far beyond any real comprehension of it all. Now he had to watch. Watch as those dark, needy green eyes stared back at him, pinning him and smiling at all the want in Jensen’s own eyes.
He wasn’t sure what he wanted to watch more - the heady, greedy stare or the obscene way his lips spread around his dick over and over again, how they plumped out more than he could even imagine and got all slicked up on saliva and precome. Then, sitting on haunches, licking two fingers while taking in the long expanse of Jensen’s naked body. The eyes roving up and over in appreciation while the fingers fell from the lips and trailed wet down his chin. “You want these, don’t ya?” the gravelly voice said more than asked.
Jensen inhaled sharply, felt the all-too-cool air burn his lungs, shocked by the contrast of the cold room with the heat between them. He numbly nodded and tracked the hand falling between his legs and running right into him. He keened and shifted up, surprised that the fingers were course and fat, while Jared’s were long and slim. They didn’t reach as far in as Jared’s, but the thick bumps of knuckles and girth of each digit burned and prodded and stretched him open so much sooner than Jared ever did.
Soon enough, he felt the ease of three fingers inside him as this other him shifted up and over his body. “You want it, huh? Want me to fuck you?”
Jensen watched the burn of the eyes, how deep they went and how much fire lit up inside of them. It was fucking with his head, but he wanted, just wanted so much more. “Yeah,” he said weakly.
“Gonna give it to you good,” he promised with a smirk. “Right through this mattress.”
“Oh, God,” Jensen whimpered. Then he wondered if the pulse running down his spine and into his dick was the same reaction Jared got to all their dirty talk. If the low rumble of his voice did this every time he used it on Jared.
The head of the dick pushed in slowly, spreading Jensen open and filling him. And just like the fingers, it wasn’t as deep as Jared, but it was there and it pressed him all around, meaty and hot, before it started to pull out just to thrust right back in.
Jensen stared up into his face, his eyes, took in the contours of his high cheeks and the slope into his mouth, the hard edge of his jaw. In this strange universe, he was turned on even more by this beauty and the heat flushing the cheeks that slid up with his smile. He saw how the jaw clenched every so often but then released on a wide smirk and panted through all the fucking. Jensen pushed right back on him, feeling the slide of the dick on each entrance and exit, how it got dangerously close to the rim like it might pull right out, but then it pushed right back in.
“You gonna come for me, baby?” the voice murmured closed as the lips nipped at his mouth.
“God.”
The smile was smug and full. “Yeah?”
Jensen breathed hard, nodded quick. “Want to.”
“Want it hard? Gonna do you rough, yeah?”
Jensen groaned, pitched his head back while closing his eyes, clenching them tight and willing this to last for so long because it was absolutely the hottest, headiest, fucking sexiest moment of his entire life.
The pounding came hard and rough, just as promised, pushing Jensen up the bed. Eventually, hands grabbed his legs and wrapped them around the waist before they gripped the top of the headboard and the other him went up on knees to give the position to jack solidly, smacking Jensen with skin and hips and thighs to his ass. Fast and dirty, quick thrusts and firm muscles, over and over. Again and again, and Jensen watched his face, saw the curl of the lips and the determination that set in the cheeks and jaw. Aggression on that face as he fucked Jensen and the hips kicked faster and rougher and Jensen knew, knew from his own body that the climax was coming, that he’d be coming in Jensen’s ass.
And that thought, his own come filling him hot and wet, just kicked his brain and he felt the wash of endorphins rush through his body before spilling out and he came across both their stomachs at the same moment that he came in his ass. And just as Jensen imagined, it was warm and moist and full of slick noises as he pumped the final few times before collapsing onto Jensen.
“Holy shit,” Jensen whispered. The response was a rumble of a laugh that vibrated against his own chest.
*
When Jensen woke, he was planted on his stomach, cheek smashed into the pillow. One eye cracked open and he saw miles of smooth, tan skin just begging to be touched and he reached out for it, fingertips coasting over the shoulder. Then they fell down the spine, bumping on each and every bone and a second later he paused and remembered what’d last happened.
There was a low grumble as the head turned over and Jensen froze, hand at the rise of … Jared’s smaller but equally tight ass. All the images of his own face, fucking Jensen with his eyes, knowing that was exactly what Jared saw every time made him instantly hard.
Jensen swept his hand lower and smirked. “You ready for another?”