J2 Big Bang Gone In An Instant (Or Here Til The Bitter End) Jared/Jensen NC/17 5b/13
Because LJ hates my life, I had to break 5 up into two parts!
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Excitement had Jensen so giddy he was nearly giggling. “I guess I’m about to find out.”
“You definitely could have had this for free,” Jared promised with a kiss. They had texted Danneel and Genevieve to let them know the plans for the night, and Jensen was sure he saw Jared text Sandy, probably asking her to keep Chris at their house that night. For Jared to know him so well, to anticipate his needs so effortlessly only strengthened Jensen’s certainty that he was perfect for him. “But now that there’s cake … I am going to make you scream.”
They quickly made their way to the bakery, stopping only a half a dozen times to share flirty yet hungry kisses. Jensen wanted nothing more than to climb up Jared’s tall body, wrap his legs around his waist and beg the taller man to fuck him up against any wall or on top of any sturdy surface.
“Cake,” Jared had murmured against Jensen’s mouth. “Cake. And sex. And then cake and sex. Maybe together.”
“Sex first,” Jensen growled. “Fuck, I need sex first. And then you can eat the whole fucking cake if you want.”
They were stopped directly in front of the bakery and Jared pulled Jensen close so that they were nose to nose. “Are you always this much of a bossy slut?”
Something inside of Jensen told him he should be offended by the observation; instead he gave a grin and a nod. “You don’t even know the half of it.” He cupped Jared’s groin and squeezed the hardness he found there. Jensen swallowed Jared’s groan with a deep kiss. “Are you always this turned on by bossy sluts?”
“Always.” Jared met Jensen’s gaze with promise and no ounce of shame. Jensen wondered if it was too soon to have fallen in love with the other man. He didn’t think so.
While Jared was distracted with a display case of tarts and squares, Jensen bought the biggest, most expensive and decadent chocolate fudge cake that the bakery had available. He had them box it and put it in a bag before Jared could see. With a smile to the girl behind the counter, he grabbed the bag and tugged Jared out the door. The last half block was spent with Jensen tugging Jared towards the house and Jared trying to grab the cake out of Jensen’s hand. They were laughing and giggling as they entered the silent house. All thoughts outside of Jared and the overwhelming connection they had had disappeared from Jensen’s mind.
Jensen led Jared to the kitchen, flipping on the light before setting the cake box onto the counter. He relaxed into Jared’s embrace as the tall man stepped in behind him pressing their bodies together. Jared’s arms wrapped around Jensen’s waist, resting on the button fly of his waist. Jensen covered Jared’s hands with his own. He slid one down from the opening of his jeans to cover his cock, which was aching and hard.
When Jared started slowly massaging Jensen’s erection through his jeans, Jensen felt his whole body tremble. He raised his arms so that his hands were behind Jared’s head and he brought their mouths together in an awkwardly angled kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance but Jared won only because he used Jensen’s shock at his jeans being opened to his advantage. There was an expertise in Jared’s movements; Jensen’s head was spinning as the cool air in the kitchen caressed his cock, Jared’s hands grasping the weight of him in his large hands.
“Fuck,” Jensen moaned. With his free hand, Jared had pushed Jensen’s jeans and underwear down his hips, past his ass and they pooled at his knees.
“Just you wait,” Jared promised before spinning Jensen around so that they were facing each other. Before Jensen could take advantage of Jared’s smug smile in front of him, Jared had dropped down to his knees, face aligned with his dripping shaft. Jared made quick work of Jensen’s boots and pants, tossing everything aside so that he was naked from the waist down. He leaned in and inhaled deeply, pressing his face in the juncture of Jensen’s leg before giving the cock in front of him a teasing lick and sucking him deep into his throat.
Jensen’s fingers scrambled on the edge of the counter to grab a hold of something so he could maintain his balance. The cake box was moved out of his reach so that there wasn’t an unfortunate accident with the dessert that Jensen was aching to watch Jared indulge in. He grabbed a firm hold of Jared’s hair with one hand while his eyes were locked at the point where his cock went in and out of Jared’s stretched mouth, his lips already red from use.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Jensen moaned, punctuating the compliment with a hip thrust. He was surprised when Jared pulled off, struggling through a strangled laugh. “What?”
“Everyone’s beautiful when they’re sucking your cock,” Jared argued. He rubbed the edge of his mouth with his thumb, sucking the pre-come from his finger. “That’s such an empty compliment.”
Jensen responded with a smile as his finger traced Jared’s lips. “I’m sure you’ll be beautiful when I’m sucking yours. Or you’re fucking my ass. I bet you’re never more beautiful than when I’m riding you, working your cock while I jerk off on you. Now please make me come.” Jensen’s skin pebbled with arousal and goose bumps at the feral grin that resulted.
“Bossy,” Jared grabbed Jensen’s cock and gave a fast, hard stroke. “Little,” he then leaned in and tongued the slit at the end, cupping Jensen’s balls in his hands. “Slut,” he swallowed Jensen down, burying his nose in the small patch of pubic hair at the base.
Jensen couldn’t hold back the groan, protesting weakly. “Hey,” he whined.
“What?” Jared asked, pulling off with a soft pop before picking up where he left off with his hand.
“Who are you calling little?”
They shared a smile as Jared pulled Jensen close, examining every crease, every muscle and inch of his beautifully, erect cock. “No, not calling you small at all. Just a bossy slut, really.”
“You know,” Jensen said, trying to laugh through the heat electrifying his entire body. “A girl could get a complex being called a slut so often.”
Jared pulled off quickly as he began to laugh. He let out a rough cough, resting his forehead on Jensen’s bare hip. “You’re lucky,” he admonished. Jensen grabbed Jared’s hands from where they were clutching his waist and gave a quick tug. “Come on. Upstairs.”
Jensen led Jared up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom. He vaguely called out rooms to Jared as they passed the rooms. When they passed Danneel’s room Jared stopped. “So this is it, huh?”
“This is what?” Jensen looked around, wondering what Jared saw as he passed through their house.
“The place.” Jared met his gaze before nodding at Danneel’s door which was ajar. “Where Danneel took Gen’s lesbian virginity.”
When Jared’s words processed through Jensen’s head he burst into laughter. “From how I hear it, Gen started it. Got naked, stormed through the house and put herself on display.”
“Now she’s a bossy slut,” Jared said. He pulled Jensen in and kissed him hungrily as he undid the buttons on his shirt to finish undressing him. “She’s not MY bossy slut, that’s you.”
Jensen started working on Jared’s clothes. He wanted him just as naked as he was. “Well, we do have the name thing going for us.”
They were both naked in the hallway, eyeing each other up and down. Jared felt the need to make a confession. “I am NOT going to last long. Don’t judge me on my first performance.”
Jensen licked the inside of Jared’s mouth as he backed them into his room. “Well, we’ll just have to go a few rounds before conclusive data is reached.” He saw Jared’s eyes darken, his lower lip catch between his teeth.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.”
Before Jensen could respond, he found himself on his bed, shoulders pressed to the mattress and knees separated. Jared situated himself in the space between Jensen’s legs. Jensen couldn’t stop trembling, the feel of Jared’s hands running gently up and down his thighs. There was a heat to his touch, but it was the emotion behind it. There was a tender, adoring expression in Jared’s eyes that had Jensen’s heart fluttering. Jensen felt connected to Jared and couldn’t imagine feeling this connection with anyone else in his entire life.
Jared looked down at the man in front of him. There were no words that could begin to express what he was feeling in that moment, what emotions this man could illicit in him. He couldn’t help himself, Jared leaned down to kiss Jensen, trying to convey everything in his head, in his heart through that one simple act.
“Please,” Jensen moaned into Jared’s mouth. “I need you.”
Jared rested his forehead against Jensen’s and forced himself to take a deep breath. “Need to open you up.”
“Hurry.”
The lube was cool against Jensen’s skin and he arched into Jared’s expert touch. Jared used first one, two and then finally three fingers, scissoring them to stretch the tight anal muscles and every so often would rub his prostate with teasing strokes. Jensen couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting, fucking against Jared’s fingers while he watched the range of emotions that reflected in his eyes.
“God, your fingers,” Jensen moaned.
“Tight,” Jared responded, flicking his tongue in between his index and middle finger to lap at Jensen’s hole. It was red and swollen from the stretching he was receiving. “So fucking tight.”
“Gonna come.” Jensen couldn’t stop his hand from grabbing his erection. He stroked himself with frantic, jerky movements. He needed the orgasm, it was so strong, building so quickly that he was worried he would fly right off of the mattress. “Please…please…”
Jared leaned in, kissing Jensen’s open mouth and licking between his lips. “Come for me, beautiful. Let me see how gorgeous you are when you come. Then I’ll fuck you and make you come all over again.”
The force of the orgasm startled Jensen, his eyes slammed shut as his toes curled and his whole body began to tremble violently. It was as though every ounce of energy, every piece of life force he had burst out of his cock and he could vaguely feel Jared stroking his cock while his fingers continued stretching his clenching hole.
Jensen barely whispered his request to Jared, but knew by the groan against his jaw that the other man had heard him. “Fuck me, please.”
Jared slid a condom on his own cock which was aching like nothing he’d ever felt before. Watching this beautiful man fall apart in front of him, shatter as though he was made of porcelain only fueled Jared’s hunger for him. He placed his cock at Jensen’s opening and slid in, inch by torturously delicious inch until they were flush against one another. Jared propped Jensen’s legs around his hips and he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of Jensen’s head and their foreheads against one another.
“Are you ready?” he asked breathlessly. Jared watched Jensen’s mossy green eyes open, slightly dazed but still hungry. Jensen nodded and Jared pressed their mouths together in one last kiss before he started to move.
Their fucking started out slow. Jared withdrew so that only the head of his cock was still inside of Jensen’s body and then moving back in, just as slow, feeling each breath, each move the other man made. Jared continued on this way until finally he couldn’t take any more, he needed to move, he needed to come and he wanted Jensen there with him. Resting back on his haunches, Jared positioned them so that he could piston into Jensen’s body roughly, punching his prostate with almost every thrust forward, jerking the other man off at the same time.
“Hands on the railing,” Jared growled. Their eyes met and Jared only gave a stern nod. “Do it. No hands, I’ve got this.”
“But…” Jensen licked his lips as he disobeyed Jared’s request. He covered Jared’s hand with his own and began helping to jerk himself off. Jared’s slap was sharp, startling Jensen enough that he removed his hands.
“I said hold the railings. Or play with your nipples. I want your cock and I want your ass. Only me.”
Jensen obeyed his lover’s request this time, grabbing onto his bed’s headboard railings tightly. Jared moved his hands to Jensen’s hips and began to move them together sharply, giving Jensen’s cock no attention.
“I could make you come without even touching your cock, just watch.”
Jared could tell Jensen wanted to argue, but he saw how responsive Jensen was, how stimulated his ass was.
A stream of filth came out of Jared’s mouth, his words were descriptions and suggestions of things he wanted to do to Jensen’s body, to have Jensen do to him. Intermittently, Jensen would interject, add his own requests and desires. They were both sweating, skin rubbing hotly against one another, the taste of salt in their kiss, a stench of sex in the air. Finally it was too much, Jared couldn’t hold on any longer and he didn’t want to. He let go of Jensen’s hips, instead leaning down to whisper in his ear. What were once rough, thrusting movements transformed into rhythmic, slow rolls of his hips.
“Come for me Jen, let me see you let go.”
Jensen had been rendered speechless. His whole body was one massive nerve ending, all senses directly tied to the man who was surrounding him completely.
“Come so I can come, I won’t let go until you do.”
Jensen’s eyes fluttered shut and the moment Jared’s perfect teeth bit sharply into his plush bottom lip, Jensen felt the second orgasm slam into him, taking away any of the final remaining brain cells. It was then that Jared allowed his own orgasm to roll over him. His skin was sensitive to Jensen’s ass around his cock, where he was pressed against his chest and where his legs were crossed tightly behind his back. When he could no longer hold himself up, Jared allowed his arms to give way and he fell onto the bed beside Jensen who was still gasping for each breath he tried to take.
They were silent for a period of time as they softly caressed each other’s skin, careful of how oversensitive they both were at the moment. Their eyes met in the darkened room, so much passed between them as Jared’s fingers traced Jensen’s cheek and Jensen kissed Jared’s shoulder.
“You are amazing,” Jensen whispered, in awe. Jared found himself blushing as he met Jensen’s lips for a chaste kiss.
“If I’m amazing, it’s because you make me that way.”
Jensen knew there was nothing he could say to match that sentiment. “I’ll be right back,” Jensen regretfully got out of bed and headed to the bathroom across the hall. Minutes later, he popped his head into his room to see Jared still lying in the middle of the bed, spread eagle. “Feel free to clean up. I left a wash cloth and a towel on the sink. There’s something I have to take care of downstairs.”
And with that, Jensen left Jared alone. Groaning at the ache in muscles Jared hadn’t used in far too long, the smile appeared on his lips and he gave a satisfied stretch. By the time he’d gone to the bathroom, cleaned up and gone back to Jensen’s bedroom, the other man still had yet to appear. He crawled back into the bed and made himself comfortable on the portion of the bed that wasn’t wet from their phenomenally fantastic sex. Moments after he settled, Jensen appeared at the door with a giant smile on his face.
“What’s that smile about?” Jared asked, but before Jensen answered, he stepped in the room. In his hands was a dinner sized plate with a piece of chocolate fudge cake the size of quarter of the entire cake. Jared’s eyes widened. “I’d forgotten about the cake,” he said with the grin of a child who had been presented with the best desert ever. Jensen held out the plate and two forks.
“You’ve definitely earned this,” Jensen said with a kiss to Jared’s lips as he too crawled into the bed. “I thought we could share.”
Jared’s eyes moved from the decadent cake to Jensen sitting beside him in bed, hair at all angles, face still flushed and eyes hazy with lust and extreme pleasure. Not to mention that they were naked and there was a promise of so much more lingering in the air between them. He couldn’t help but lean in and rest his forehead against Jensen’s. “How did I get so lucky?” He said softly, voice thick with emotion.
“I keep asking myself the same thing,” Jensen admitted with a shy smile.
They took turns feeding themselves and each other, enjoying the sweet, rich chocolate and fudge on their tongue while alternating bites of the dessert with bites of each other. When they were finally done with the cake, Jensen had set the plate on the floor and proceeded to pull Jared down on top of him to continue their kissing, stepping up to making out. It was nearly an hour later when they both heard Ginny whining at Jensen’s bedroom door.
“Shit,” Jensen mumbled. “She needs to go out.”
Jared nodded, his face a solemn frown. “Yeah, Tank probably is going nuts at the house. Knowing my friends, they’ve forgotten to take him out.” They shared a kiss, only breaking it off when Virginia’s whines became louder, her tail was thumping against the door with urgency.
“You have to go home?” Jensen asked, although he knew the answer. He understood Jared’s desire to go home and make sure Tank was okay, but at the same time was feeling greedy and wanted the other man all to himself.
“Yeah. I don’t want to, but I should.”
They both stood up and slowly dressed themselves, sharing smiles and kisses with each piece of clothing that they put on. Finally, they were dressed and in the kitchen. It was then that Jensen had an idea. “Look, Ginny needs to walk. You’re a good walk away. We’ll walk you home.”
The pleasant surprise was evident on Jared’s face. Jensen’s stomach fluttered and he knew he’d made the right choice.
“Are you sure?”
Jensen nodded. She could use a good walk. And I’m not tired anymore, not to mention it will be good to stretch out my muscles. Jared agreed and once they’d leashed Ginny and locked the house, they thread their fingers together and started off to Jared’s house.
When they were halfway there, Jared had an idea. “So, Tank is going to need a walk. So maybe we’ll just walk you back,” he suggested. Jared didn’t want to invite himself over, but he hadn’t wanted to end their date as soon as he’d had to. In fact, he’d really wanted nothing more than to stay the night with Jensen and wake up with him. Unsure if Jensen truly wanted the same thing, he held his breath, waiting for the other man’s answer. It came in the form of a blinding grin and Ginny barking happily.
“And then you both can stay over. You can walk us home and then if you want…”
“I want,” Jared answered without letting Jensen finish. There was no way that sentence could have ended with something Jared didn’t want.
“Good.”
“Great.”
They arrived at Jared’s to find Genevieve and Danneel sitting at the table, both in a pair of shorts and tee shirts. They were eating ice cream and laughing over something that Jared and Jensen had missed before coming into the house. Both Jared and Jensen laughed at the shock on their faces.
“What the?” Danneel asked, looking back and forth between Jared and Jensen. Her eyes caught on their clasped hands between them and she gave a happy grin.
Jared squeezed Jensen’s hand before waving at the girls and heading to his room where Tank was passed out on his pillow.
It was Jensen who stayed to explain. “Jared wasn’t sure if anyone would remember to walk Tank, so he wanted to come home and make sure he was okay. And Ginny and I decided to walk him.”
“I’ll have you know,” Genevieve said loud enough that Jared could hear him. “We did walk him.”
Jared entered the room giving a laugh of disbelief while Jensen nodded and smiled. Neither believed her.
“We did, just before midnight,” Danneel backed her girlfriend up. When neither man answered she shrugged. “We weren’t feeling up to going out, so we stayed in. Watched some old movies, ate lots of food that’s not good for us and Tank came out and sat with us. At midnight he was getting restless so we took him out.”
“How…domestic of you,” Jensen laughed.
“Damn right,” Genevieve added. “Where are you two going?” It was clear that neither Jensen or Jared were planning on staying.
“Well, since Jensen walked me home, I’m going to walk him home. I’m going to take Tank with me.”
“And then I’m going to kidnap him and tie him to my bed for the rest of the night.” Jensen backed up at the expressions on their friends faces. His gaze met Jared’s who was shaking his head while mouthing the word ‘no’.
“No?” Jensen said in confusion. Jared nodded and stared Danni and Genevieve down.
“Exactly. No. You may not come with us and you sure as hell can’t watch.”
Jensen whipped his head to look at the girls who had exaggerated pouts marring their lips.
“But…” Danni whined. “We walked Tank and everything.”
“No,” Jensen agreed with Jared. “Not going to happen.”
“Can you at least record it?” Genevieve asked hopefully.
“NO,” Jensen answered, surprised at how Jared cocked an eyebrow and looked at Jensen thoughtfully. “NO,” he reiterated, now glaring at Jared.
“We can negotiate.” Jared turned to look at the girls who were grinning. “But no, you can’t watch.”
“You’re no fun,” Genevieve laughed. She stood up to put their bowls in the sink, stopping by Jared to hug him affectionately. Jensen felt the need to defend Jared’s honour.
“I’ll have you know,” he said with a grin. “Jared is plenty of fun. Hours of fun.”
“Hours, you say?” Danneel’s eyes raked up and down Jared’s body.
“Hey,” Jensen and Genevieve protested in unison. They all broke into laughter as they said their goodnights. Danneel let them know that she would be staying with Genevieve for the night. With plans made to meet for brunch the next day, Jared and Jensen gathered the dogs and headed back out to Jensen’s.
Upon arriving home, Ginny ran into the house and directly to her bed. She curled up on the oversized pink plush material and barked once. Jared and Jensen were shocked to see Tank yip back at her and follow her through the kitchen into the laundry room, the room Ginny had called her own. They followed the tiny dog in and watched him curl up beside her before both of them falling fast asleep.
“Come on, let’s go to bed.” Jensen held out his hand to lead Jared up to his bed. He would think about everything later. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week. There was too much going through his head for him to start to make sense out of any of them. All he knew, all that was important in that moment was Jared’s hand in his own, getting ready to get into bed with him. They shared a few more kisses before settling down. Jensen curled into the side of Jared’s body, their legs tangled together and their breathing synchronized.
“Good night, Jensen,” Jared whispered into Jensen’s hair. He was barely able to respond before his eyes closed and he let sleep overtake him.
On To Interlude 2
Masterpost
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Excitement had Jensen so giddy he was nearly giggling. “I guess I’m about to find out.”
“You definitely could have had this for free,” Jared promised with a kiss. They had texted Danneel and Genevieve to let them know the plans for the night, and Jensen was sure he saw Jared text Sandy, probably asking her to keep Chris at their house that night. For Jared to know him so well, to anticipate his needs so effortlessly only strengthened Jensen’s certainty that he was perfect for him. “But now that there’s cake … I am going to make you scream.”
They quickly made their way to the bakery, stopping only a half a dozen times to share flirty yet hungry kisses. Jensen wanted nothing more than to climb up Jared’s tall body, wrap his legs around his waist and beg the taller man to fuck him up against any wall or on top of any sturdy surface.
“Cake,” Jared had murmured against Jensen’s mouth. “Cake. And sex. And then cake and sex. Maybe together.”
“Sex first,” Jensen growled. “Fuck, I need sex first. And then you can eat the whole fucking cake if you want.”
They were stopped directly in front of the bakery and Jared pulled Jensen close so that they were nose to nose. “Are you always this much of a bossy slut?”
Something inside of Jensen told him he should be offended by the observation; instead he gave a grin and a nod. “You don’t even know the half of it.” He cupped Jared’s groin and squeezed the hardness he found there. Jensen swallowed Jared’s groan with a deep kiss. “Are you always this turned on by bossy sluts?”
“Always.” Jared met Jensen’s gaze with promise and no ounce of shame. Jensen wondered if it was too soon to have fallen in love with the other man. He didn’t think so.
While Jared was distracted with a display case of tarts and squares, Jensen bought the biggest, most expensive and decadent chocolate fudge cake that the bakery had available. He had them box it and put it in a bag before Jared could see. With a smile to the girl behind the counter, he grabbed the bag and tugged Jared out the door. The last half block was spent with Jensen tugging Jared towards the house and Jared trying to grab the cake out of Jensen’s hand. They were laughing and giggling as they entered the silent house. All thoughts outside of Jared and the overwhelming connection they had had disappeared from Jensen’s mind.
Jensen led Jared to the kitchen, flipping on the light before setting the cake box onto the counter. He relaxed into Jared’s embrace as the tall man stepped in behind him pressing their bodies together. Jared’s arms wrapped around Jensen’s waist, resting on the button fly of his waist. Jensen covered Jared’s hands with his own. He slid one down from the opening of his jeans to cover his cock, which was aching and hard.
When Jared started slowly massaging Jensen’s erection through his jeans, Jensen felt his whole body tremble. He raised his arms so that his hands were behind Jared’s head and he brought their mouths together in an awkwardly angled kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance but Jared won only because he used Jensen’s shock at his jeans being opened to his advantage. There was an expertise in Jared’s movements; Jensen’s head was spinning as the cool air in the kitchen caressed his cock, Jared’s hands grasping the weight of him in his large hands.
“Fuck,” Jensen moaned. With his free hand, Jared had pushed Jensen’s jeans and underwear down his hips, past his ass and they pooled at his knees.
“Just you wait,” Jared promised before spinning Jensen around so that they were facing each other. Before Jensen could take advantage of Jared’s smug smile in front of him, Jared had dropped down to his knees, face aligned with his dripping shaft. Jared made quick work of Jensen’s boots and pants, tossing everything aside so that he was naked from the waist down. He leaned in and inhaled deeply, pressing his face in the juncture of Jensen’s leg before giving the cock in front of him a teasing lick and sucking him deep into his throat.
Jensen’s fingers scrambled on the edge of the counter to grab a hold of something so he could maintain his balance. The cake box was moved out of his reach so that there wasn’t an unfortunate accident with the dessert that Jensen was aching to watch Jared indulge in. He grabbed a firm hold of Jared’s hair with one hand while his eyes were locked at the point where his cock went in and out of Jared’s stretched mouth, his lips already red from use.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Jensen moaned, punctuating the compliment with a hip thrust. He was surprised when Jared pulled off, struggling through a strangled laugh. “What?”
“Everyone’s beautiful when they’re sucking your cock,” Jared argued. He rubbed the edge of his mouth with his thumb, sucking the pre-come from his finger. “That’s such an empty compliment.”
Jensen responded with a smile as his finger traced Jared’s lips. “I’m sure you’ll be beautiful when I’m sucking yours. Or you’re fucking my ass. I bet you’re never more beautiful than when I’m riding you, working your cock while I jerk off on you. Now please make me come.” Jensen’s skin pebbled with arousal and goose bumps at the feral grin that resulted.
“Bossy,” Jared grabbed Jensen’s cock and gave a fast, hard stroke. “Little,” he then leaned in and tongued the slit at the end, cupping Jensen’s balls in his hands. “Slut,” he swallowed Jensen down, burying his nose in the small patch of pubic hair at the base.
Jensen couldn’t hold back the groan, protesting weakly. “Hey,” he whined.
“What?” Jared asked, pulling off with a soft pop before picking up where he left off with his hand.
“Who are you calling little?”
They shared a smile as Jared pulled Jensen close, examining every crease, every muscle and inch of his beautifully, erect cock. “No, not calling you small at all. Just a bossy slut, really.”
“You know,” Jensen said, trying to laugh through the heat electrifying his entire body. “A girl could get a complex being called a slut so often.”
Jared pulled off quickly as he began to laugh. He let out a rough cough, resting his forehead on Jensen’s bare hip. “You’re lucky,” he admonished. Jensen grabbed Jared’s hands from where they were clutching his waist and gave a quick tug. “Come on. Upstairs.”
Jensen led Jared up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom. He vaguely called out rooms to Jared as they passed the rooms. When they passed Danneel’s room Jared stopped. “So this is it, huh?”
“This is what?” Jensen looked around, wondering what Jared saw as he passed through their house.
“The place.” Jared met his gaze before nodding at Danneel’s door which was ajar. “Where Danneel took Gen’s lesbian virginity.”
When Jared’s words processed through Jensen’s head he burst into laughter. “From how I hear it, Gen started it. Got naked, stormed through the house and put herself on display.”
“Now she’s a bossy slut,” Jared said. He pulled Jensen in and kissed him hungrily as he undid the buttons on his shirt to finish undressing him. “She’s not MY bossy slut, that’s you.”
Jensen started working on Jared’s clothes. He wanted him just as naked as he was. “Well, we do have the name thing going for us.”
They were both naked in the hallway, eyeing each other up and down. Jared felt the need to make a confession. “I am NOT going to last long. Don’t judge me on my first performance.”
Jensen licked the inside of Jared’s mouth as he backed them into his room. “Well, we’ll just have to go a few rounds before conclusive data is reached.” He saw Jared’s eyes darken, his lower lip catch between his teeth.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.”
Before Jensen could respond, he found himself on his bed, shoulders pressed to the mattress and knees separated. Jared situated himself in the space between Jensen’s legs. Jensen couldn’t stop trembling, the feel of Jared’s hands running gently up and down his thighs. There was a heat to his touch, but it was the emotion behind it. There was a tender, adoring expression in Jared’s eyes that had Jensen’s heart fluttering. Jensen felt connected to Jared and couldn’t imagine feeling this connection with anyone else in his entire life.
Jared looked down at the man in front of him. There were no words that could begin to express what he was feeling in that moment, what emotions this man could illicit in him. He couldn’t help himself, Jared leaned down to kiss Jensen, trying to convey everything in his head, in his heart through that one simple act.
“Please,” Jensen moaned into Jared’s mouth. “I need you.”
Jared rested his forehead against Jensen’s and forced himself to take a deep breath. “Need to open you up.”
“Hurry.”
The lube was cool against Jensen’s skin and he arched into Jared’s expert touch. Jared used first one, two and then finally three fingers, scissoring them to stretch the tight anal muscles and every so often would rub his prostate with teasing strokes. Jensen couldn’t stop his hips from thrusting, fucking against Jared’s fingers while he watched the range of emotions that reflected in his eyes.
“God, your fingers,” Jensen moaned.
“Tight,” Jared responded, flicking his tongue in between his index and middle finger to lap at Jensen’s hole. It was red and swollen from the stretching he was receiving. “So fucking tight.”
“Gonna come.” Jensen couldn’t stop his hand from grabbing his erection. He stroked himself with frantic, jerky movements. He needed the orgasm, it was so strong, building so quickly that he was worried he would fly right off of the mattress. “Please…please…”
Jared leaned in, kissing Jensen’s open mouth and licking between his lips. “Come for me, beautiful. Let me see how gorgeous you are when you come. Then I’ll fuck you and make you come all over again.”
The force of the orgasm startled Jensen, his eyes slammed shut as his toes curled and his whole body began to tremble violently. It was as though every ounce of energy, every piece of life force he had burst out of his cock and he could vaguely feel Jared stroking his cock while his fingers continued stretching his clenching hole.
Jensen barely whispered his request to Jared, but knew by the groan against his jaw that the other man had heard him. “Fuck me, please.”
Jared slid a condom on his own cock which was aching like nothing he’d ever felt before. Watching this beautiful man fall apart in front of him, shatter as though he was made of porcelain only fueled Jared’s hunger for him. He placed his cock at Jensen’s opening and slid in, inch by torturously delicious inch until they were flush against one another. Jared propped Jensen’s legs around his hips and he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of Jensen’s head and their foreheads against one another.
“Are you ready?” he asked breathlessly. Jared watched Jensen’s mossy green eyes open, slightly dazed but still hungry. Jensen nodded and Jared pressed their mouths together in one last kiss before he started to move.
Their fucking started out slow. Jared withdrew so that only the head of his cock was still inside of Jensen’s body and then moving back in, just as slow, feeling each breath, each move the other man made. Jared continued on this way until finally he couldn’t take any more, he needed to move, he needed to come and he wanted Jensen there with him. Resting back on his haunches, Jared positioned them so that he could piston into Jensen’s body roughly, punching his prostate with almost every thrust forward, jerking the other man off at the same time.
“Hands on the railing,” Jared growled. Their eyes met and Jared only gave a stern nod. “Do it. No hands, I’ve got this.”
“But…” Jensen licked his lips as he disobeyed Jared’s request. He covered Jared’s hand with his own and began helping to jerk himself off. Jared’s slap was sharp, startling Jensen enough that he removed his hands.
“I said hold the railings. Or play with your nipples. I want your cock and I want your ass. Only me.”
Jensen obeyed his lover’s request this time, grabbing onto his bed’s headboard railings tightly. Jared moved his hands to Jensen’s hips and began to move them together sharply, giving Jensen’s cock no attention.
“I could make you come without even touching your cock, just watch.”
Jared could tell Jensen wanted to argue, but he saw how responsive Jensen was, how stimulated his ass was.
A stream of filth came out of Jared’s mouth, his words were descriptions and suggestions of things he wanted to do to Jensen’s body, to have Jensen do to him. Intermittently, Jensen would interject, add his own requests and desires. They were both sweating, skin rubbing hotly against one another, the taste of salt in their kiss, a stench of sex in the air. Finally it was too much, Jared couldn’t hold on any longer and he didn’t want to. He let go of Jensen’s hips, instead leaning down to whisper in his ear. What were once rough, thrusting movements transformed into rhythmic, slow rolls of his hips.
“Come for me Jen, let me see you let go.”
Jensen had been rendered speechless. His whole body was one massive nerve ending, all senses directly tied to the man who was surrounding him completely.
“Come so I can come, I won’t let go until you do.”
Jensen’s eyes fluttered shut and the moment Jared’s perfect teeth bit sharply into his plush bottom lip, Jensen felt the second orgasm slam into him, taking away any of the final remaining brain cells. It was then that Jared allowed his own orgasm to roll over him. His skin was sensitive to Jensen’s ass around his cock, where he was pressed against his chest and where his legs were crossed tightly behind his back. When he could no longer hold himself up, Jared allowed his arms to give way and he fell onto the bed beside Jensen who was still gasping for each breath he tried to take.
They were silent for a period of time as they softly caressed each other’s skin, careful of how oversensitive they both were at the moment. Their eyes met in the darkened room, so much passed between them as Jared’s fingers traced Jensen’s cheek and Jensen kissed Jared’s shoulder.
“You are amazing,” Jensen whispered, in awe. Jared found himself blushing as he met Jensen’s lips for a chaste kiss.
“If I’m amazing, it’s because you make me that way.”
Jensen knew there was nothing he could say to match that sentiment. “I’ll be right back,” Jensen regretfully got out of bed and headed to the bathroom across the hall. Minutes later, he popped his head into his room to see Jared still lying in the middle of the bed, spread eagle. “Feel free to clean up. I left a wash cloth and a towel on the sink. There’s something I have to take care of downstairs.”
And with that, Jensen left Jared alone. Groaning at the ache in muscles Jared hadn’t used in far too long, the smile appeared on his lips and he gave a satisfied stretch. By the time he’d gone to the bathroom, cleaned up and gone back to Jensen’s bedroom, the other man still had yet to appear. He crawled back into the bed and made himself comfortable on the portion of the bed that wasn’t wet from their phenomenally fantastic sex. Moments after he settled, Jensen appeared at the door with a giant smile on his face.
“What’s that smile about?” Jared asked, but before Jensen answered, he stepped in the room. In his hands was a dinner sized plate with a piece of chocolate fudge cake the size of quarter of the entire cake. Jared’s eyes widened. “I’d forgotten about the cake,” he said with the grin of a child who had been presented with the best desert ever. Jensen held out the plate and two forks.
“You’ve definitely earned this,” Jensen said with a kiss to Jared’s lips as he too crawled into the bed. “I thought we could share.”
Jared’s eyes moved from the decadent cake to Jensen sitting beside him in bed, hair at all angles, face still flushed and eyes hazy with lust and extreme pleasure. Not to mention that they were naked and there was a promise of so much more lingering in the air between them. He couldn’t help but lean in and rest his forehead against Jensen’s. “How did I get so lucky?” He said softly, voice thick with emotion.
“I keep asking myself the same thing,” Jensen admitted with a shy smile.
They took turns feeding themselves and each other, enjoying the sweet, rich chocolate and fudge on their tongue while alternating bites of the dessert with bites of each other. When they were finally done with the cake, Jensen had set the plate on the floor and proceeded to pull Jared down on top of him to continue their kissing, stepping up to making out. It was nearly an hour later when they both heard Ginny whining at Jensen’s bedroom door.
“Shit,” Jensen mumbled. “She needs to go out.”
Jared nodded, his face a solemn frown. “Yeah, Tank probably is going nuts at the house. Knowing my friends, they’ve forgotten to take him out.” They shared a kiss, only breaking it off when Virginia’s whines became louder, her tail was thumping against the door with urgency.
“You have to go home?” Jensen asked, although he knew the answer. He understood Jared’s desire to go home and make sure Tank was okay, but at the same time was feeling greedy and wanted the other man all to himself.
“Yeah. I don’t want to, but I should.”
They both stood up and slowly dressed themselves, sharing smiles and kisses with each piece of clothing that they put on. Finally, they were dressed and in the kitchen. It was then that Jensen had an idea. “Look, Ginny needs to walk. You’re a good walk away. We’ll walk you home.”
The pleasant surprise was evident on Jared’s face. Jensen’s stomach fluttered and he knew he’d made the right choice.
“Are you sure?”
Jensen nodded. She could use a good walk. And I’m not tired anymore, not to mention it will be good to stretch out my muscles. Jared agreed and once they’d leashed Ginny and locked the house, they thread their fingers together and started off to Jared’s house.
When they were halfway there, Jared had an idea. “So, Tank is going to need a walk. So maybe we’ll just walk you back,” he suggested. Jared didn’t want to invite himself over, but he hadn’t wanted to end their date as soon as he’d had to. In fact, he’d really wanted nothing more than to stay the night with Jensen and wake up with him. Unsure if Jensen truly wanted the same thing, he held his breath, waiting for the other man’s answer. It came in the form of a blinding grin and Ginny barking happily.
“And then you both can stay over. You can walk us home and then if you want…”
“I want,” Jared answered without letting Jensen finish. There was no way that sentence could have ended with something Jared didn’t want.
“Good.”
“Great.”
They arrived at Jared’s to find Genevieve and Danneel sitting at the table, both in a pair of shorts and tee shirts. They were eating ice cream and laughing over something that Jared and Jensen had missed before coming into the house. Both Jared and Jensen laughed at the shock on their faces.
“What the?” Danneel asked, looking back and forth between Jared and Jensen. Her eyes caught on their clasped hands between them and she gave a happy grin.
Jared squeezed Jensen’s hand before waving at the girls and heading to his room where Tank was passed out on his pillow.
It was Jensen who stayed to explain. “Jared wasn’t sure if anyone would remember to walk Tank, so he wanted to come home and make sure he was okay. And Ginny and I decided to walk him.”
“I’ll have you know,” Genevieve said loud enough that Jared could hear him. “We did walk him.”
Jared entered the room giving a laugh of disbelief while Jensen nodded and smiled. Neither believed her.
“We did, just before midnight,” Danneel backed her girlfriend up. When neither man answered she shrugged. “We weren’t feeling up to going out, so we stayed in. Watched some old movies, ate lots of food that’s not good for us and Tank came out and sat with us. At midnight he was getting restless so we took him out.”
“How…domestic of you,” Jensen laughed.
“Damn right,” Genevieve added. “Where are you two going?” It was clear that neither Jensen or Jared were planning on staying.
“Well, since Jensen walked me home, I’m going to walk him home. I’m going to take Tank with me.”
“And then I’m going to kidnap him and tie him to my bed for the rest of the night.” Jensen backed up at the expressions on their friends faces. His gaze met Jared’s who was shaking his head while mouthing the word ‘no’.
“No?” Jensen said in confusion. Jared nodded and stared Danni and Genevieve down.
“Exactly. No. You may not come with us and you sure as hell can’t watch.”
Jensen whipped his head to look at the girls who had exaggerated pouts marring their lips.
“But…” Danni whined. “We walked Tank and everything.”
“No,” Jensen agreed with Jared. “Not going to happen.”
“Can you at least record it?” Genevieve asked hopefully.
“NO,” Jensen answered, surprised at how Jared cocked an eyebrow and looked at Jensen thoughtfully. “NO,” he reiterated, now glaring at Jared.
“We can negotiate.” Jared turned to look at the girls who were grinning. “But no, you can’t watch.”
“You’re no fun,” Genevieve laughed. She stood up to put their bowls in the sink, stopping by Jared to hug him affectionately. Jensen felt the need to defend Jared’s honour.
“I’ll have you know,” he said with a grin. “Jared is plenty of fun. Hours of fun.”
“Hours, you say?” Danneel’s eyes raked up and down Jared’s body.
“Hey,” Jensen and Genevieve protested in unison. They all broke into laughter as they said their goodnights. Danneel let them know that she would be staying with Genevieve for the night. With plans made to meet for brunch the next day, Jared and Jensen gathered the dogs and headed back out to Jensen’s.
Upon arriving home, Ginny ran into the house and directly to her bed. She curled up on the oversized pink plush material and barked once. Jared and Jensen were shocked to see Tank yip back at her and follow her through the kitchen into the laundry room, the room Ginny had called her own. They followed the tiny dog in and watched him curl up beside her before both of them falling fast asleep.
“Come on, let’s go to bed.” Jensen held out his hand to lead Jared up to his bed. He would think about everything later. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week. There was too much going through his head for him to start to make sense out of any of them. All he knew, all that was important in that moment was Jared’s hand in his own, getting ready to get into bed with him. They shared a few more kisses before settling down. Jensen curled into the side of Jared’s body, their legs tangled together and their breathing synchronized.
“Good night, Jensen,” Jared whispered into Jensen’s hair. He was barely able to respond before his eyes closed and he let sleep overtake him.
On To Interlude 2
Masterpost