CWRPS AU: Shhhh
Title: Shhhh
Fandom: CWRPS AU
Rating: Adult
Words: 1600
Characters: Jensen/Jared
Summary: Jared is ready, Jensen is willing, Julian is a jerk.
Disclaimer: None of this happened, nobody here is mine. Even the sandbox is borrowed.
WARNING: Underage sex.
The 'Verse: So, last spring josselin was teasing entertaining me with snippets from an RPS AU where all the guys are in boarding school, most of them are screwing each other, and Jensen has a twin brother named Julian. This, as you can imagine, fascinated me, to the point I made so many stray comments about Jensen and Jared's eventual first time that she told me I should go ahead and write it myself. (Apparently, "I can't write RPS" translates to "I can't write RPS unless it's in someone else's crackladen AU.") She's begun posting pieces on her journal (in no particular order) and asked if I was going to put my bits up, and I said... "Sure!"
The Setting: In the AU Jensen and Jared are only two years apart in age, but in this story they are both still minors. Jensen takes Jared home with him on spring break, and Julian cancels his plans and just shows up because he's a prissy little ruiner. Ruiners get the fold-out couch in the game room because that's how the world works.
Jared rolls over easily when he pushes, pliant and God, so damned willing. Jensen scoots up behind him, rests his forehead at the nape of Jared's neck and runs a hand across his shoulder, over his ribs and down the strong length of his thigh.
Jared's skin prickles up into gooseflesh and he whispers, "Jen?"
"Yeah, shh. We gotta keep quiet, okay?"
He feels Jared nod, tucks his hand behind Jared's knee and lifts, easing his thigh up until he thinks it's enough, this'll be good. If Jensen had known, fuck, if he'd known Jared would decide now was the time Jensen would have something better for him, something more than a sample packet of slick and a condom left over from winter break, but hell if Jensen is gonna say no. He'll make it be enough, Jensen knows how to do this right.
The first finger shouldn't be that big a deal, Jensen's been playing with Jared's ass when he blows him but still, Jared shifts his leg against the sheets and makes that little breathy noise high up in his throat and Jensen gets the feeling he's going to seriously have to talk him through this. Jensen's fine with that, but he's starting to think here and now -- here being in his twin brother's bed, and now being while his mother is asleep in the room next door -- is maybe not the best choice for this when Jared pushes back into his hand and murmurs, "Please."
Jensen can't resist that, no way. He eases his other arm under Jared's side, wrapping around him and shhh'ing into Jared's ear while he works him open, but it doesn't help much. After the next loud moan he covers Jared's mouth, and the one after that Jared starts sucking on his fingers. When Jensen first pushes into him Jared's mouth goes slack and the noise he makes around Jensen's fingers would be pure porn if Jensen was a little further gone. Which he isn't.
He freezes, one hand gripping the angle of Jared's hip, and breathes against the back of his neck, "Jared, Jared baby, you okay?"
The answering whisper is immediate. "Don't stop, God Jensen, please."
Jared isn't even waiting, already trying to fuck himself back onto Jensen's dick and God damn that is hot, but Jensen can't let him, Jared needs it slower than that. He rolls Jared forward a little more and slides in just as slow as he can manage, considering.
"Easy now, I've got you... God yeah, just keep it down."
Jared's trying, he can tell, he curls his tongue around two of Jensen's fingers and sucks them back up between his lips. Not that it helps all that much, but as Jared's body adjusts the moans drop from high in the back of his throat right down into his chest. Jensen keeps whispering at him, every thrust pushes a new sound out of Jared and Jensen answers him with murmured nonsense, and when Jared starts chewing on Jensen's index finger, Jensen doesn't even care.
He's about two seconds away from rolling Jared completely onto his stomach and just fucking him, noise be damned, when the toilet in the hall bathroom flushes. Jared's breath hitches and dammit, he pushes back and Jensen clutches at Jared's hip to stop him before Jensen winds up making the noise that gets them found out.
He stretches up until he can whisper right into Jared's ear, quiet as a breath. "S'okay, just be still."
Jared nods once, and a shiver moves down over his body and oh, God, being still is going to be harder than Jensen thought.
There are footsteps in the hallway and okay, his brother is an asshole and he should have expected something like this. He's already planning what he can hold over Julian's head to keep him quiet about finding them, only when a door opens it's not their door, no, it's the peculiar creak of his parents' bedroom door and odds are good that they are well and truly... fucked. Anything Jensen tries to do now will make noise, pulling out will make way too much noise with Jared as far gone as he is, and his bed across the room might as well be in fucking Tibet.
"Julian, what are you doing up here?"
"Nothin', Mama. I was just--"
Jensen can't hear the rest of what his brother says over the rushing in his ears, because Jared shakes in his arms and tenses all around Jensen's cock and he can't, all Jensen can do is hold him there in the bed and he's pressing bruises into the skin over Jared's hipbone.
"And what's wrong with the one downstairs?"
It should be impossible to be this terrified and this fucking hard all at once. Julian mumbles something else, and God, Jensen is so going to kick his ass tomorrow, that's a promise.
"No, don't even start with me, you stop trying to pester those boys and go back to bed."
Jensen can hardly believe it, he hears the pop on Julian's backside and his brother is moving off down the stairs and his mama goes back into her room and maybe, maybe it's going to be okay. Jared's breathing is still fast and panicked and he's clutching the edge of the mattress like it's some kind of lifeline. Jensen moves his lips on the nape of Jared's neck, finally lets go of his hip meaning to make little soothing circles on his belly and sweet Jesus, Jared is still hard as nails.
So is Jensen, but he'd intended to sidestep that little problem... somehow. But he won't leave Jared hanging. He can't.
Jared makes the tiniest broken little noise and Jensen thinks, he thinks maybe he can make this work.
"Hey," his mouth is right on Jared's ear, "Mama's still awake, we've got to--"
Jared cuts him off with a shake of his head, whispering back, "God Jensen, I can't take this, I'm gonna die if I don't come."
"I know, I know and I'll get you there, I promise, but you've gotta trust me." Jared calms, and Jensen kisses the corner of his jaw just under his ear. "You trust me?"
Jared nods once, and as Jensen feels him relax he pushes, slowly sliding his cock in that last little bit until he's as far inside Jared's ass as he can possibly get. Jared's neck arches when he does it, just as slow and fucking gorgeous in the dim light.
"Now I'm not gonna move, but I'll take care of you. I've got you."
Jensen wraps his hand around Jared's dick, he knows how Jared likes it and knows Jared isn't going to last long at all. His other arm is curled around Jared's chest and he can feel Jared's heart trip-hammering under his wrist, the deep breaths he's taking trying to keep from giving them away. Jared's skin is sheening with sweat all over again and he reaches back to grip Jensen's thigh with one hand.
God, he is fucking hot. Jensen thinks if he could he'd almost do the whole thing over, somewhere not at his house and nowhere near his brother and someplace with light because Jared is completely coming undone and Jensen wants to see that. But here is where they are, and here is pretty fucking awesome, too.
Jensen twists his wrist just so on the next stroke and Jared clutches at his other hand, drags it up off his chest until Jensen's covering his mouth again and fuck, Jensen thinks this might not be a solo show after all. Two more and it happens, Jared's cock swells and pulses in his fist and Jared, he bites into the heel of Jensen's hand and the noise Jensen makes into Jared's hair is possibly the most embarrassing thing he has ever done, and he doesn't even care because he's coming so hard that the whole world just fucking stops.
It spins back up again when Jared noses at his palm, laying apologetic kisses across the skin where he bit down. Jensen realizes he's still kinda stroking Jared's cock -- or petting it, rather -- and he probably ought to say something.
"Wow," is all he manages, and Jared's breath puffs against his hand in a soft laugh.
"Mmhmm. Can... can we move? I'm, uhm."
Sticky, and so is Jensen and there are certain other things that can't wait. "Yeah, just... careful. Let me, first." He pulls out just as easy as he can, hand on Jared's hip and lips on his neck, and takes care of the condom. "Can you reach my shirt?"
"Mine's closer." Jared has to lean partway out of the bed to get it, his movements just as languid and sated as Jensen feels and Jensen can't keep his hands off. He runs his fingers over Jared's shoulders and down his back, wipes the shirt through the mess on Jared's belly, and when Jared rolls over his eyes are bright even in the dimness of the room. He scoots close and lifts his face up to Jensen's, kisses him and Jensen thinks yeah, that's it, that's all he was missing. Next time, maybe....
"Next time," Jared breathes against his lips, "I wanna face you."
Jensen smiles. "Yeah. God, yeah." And he's kissing Jared again, and in a little while he knows he'll have to stop and climb back into his own bed for the night, but not yet.
Fandom: CWRPS AU
Rating: Adult
Words: 1600
Characters: Jensen/Jared
Summary: Jared is ready, Jensen is willing, Julian is a jerk.
Disclaimer: None of this happened, nobody here is mine. Even the sandbox is borrowed.
WARNING: Underage sex.
The 'Verse: So, last spring josselin was teasing entertaining me with snippets from an RPS AU where all the guys are in boarding school, most of them are screwing each other, and Jensen has a twin brother named Julian. This, as you can imagine, fascinated me, to the point I made so many stray comments about Jensen and Jared's eventual first time that she told me I should go ahead and write it myself. (Apparently, "I can't write RPS" translates to "I can't write RPS unless it's in someone else's crackladen AU.") She's begun posting pieces on her journal (in no particular order) and asked if I was going to put my bits up, and I said... "Sure!"
The Setting: In the AU Jensen and Jared are only two years apart in age, but in this story they are both still minors. Jensen takes Jared home with him on spring break, and Julian cancels his plans and just shows up because he's a prissy little ruiner. Ruiners get the fold-out couch in the game room because that's how the world works.
Jared rolls over easily when he pushes, pliant and God, so damned willing. Jensen scoots up behind him, rests his forehead at the nape of Jared's neck and runs a hand across his shoulder, over his ribs and down the strong length of his thigh.
Jared's skin prickles up into gooseflesh and he whispers, "Jen?"
"Yeah, shh. We gotta keep quiet, okay?"
He feels Jared nod, tucks his hand behind Jared's knee and lifts, easing his thigh up until he thinks it's enough, this'll be good. If Jensen had known, fuck, if he'd known Jared would decide now was the time Jensen would have something better for him, something more than a sample packet of slick and a condom left over from winter break, but hell if Jensen is gonna say no. He'll make it be enough, Jensen knows how to do this right.
The first finger shouldn't be that big a deal, Jensen's been playing with Jared's ass when he blows him but still, Jared shifts his leg against the sheets and makes that little breathy noise high up in his throat and Jensen gets the feeling he's going to seriously have to talk him through this. Jensen's fine with that, but he's starting to think here and now -- here being in his twin brother's bed, and now being while his mother is asleep in the room next door -- is maybe not the best choice for this when Jared pushes back into his hand and murmurs, "Please."
Jensen can't resist that, no way. He eases his other arm under Jared's side, wrapping around him and shhh'ing into Jared's ear while he works him open, but it doesn't help much. After the next loud moan he covers Jared's mouth, and the one after that Jared starts sucking on his fingers. When Jensen first pushes into him Jared's mouth goes slack and the noise he makes around Jensen's fingers would be pure porn if Jensen was a little further gone. Which he isn't.
He freezes, one hand gripping the angle of Jared's hip, and breathes against the back of his neck, "Jared, Jared baby, you okay?"
The answering whisper is immediate. "Don't stop, God Jensen, please."
Jared isn't even waiting, already trying to fuck himself back onto Jensen's dick and God damn that is hot, but Jensen can't let him, Jared needs it slower than that. He rolls Jared forward a little more and slides in just as slow as he can manage, considering.
"Easy now, I've got you... God yeah, just keep it down."
Jared's trying, he can tell, he curls his tongue around two of Jensen's fingers and sucks them back up between his lips. Not that it helps all that much, but as Jared's body adjusts the moans drop from high in the back of his throat right down into his chest. Jensen keeps whispering at him, every thrust pushes a new sound out of Jared and Jensen answers him with murmured nonsense, and when Jared starts chewing on Jensen's index finger, Jensen doesn't even care.
He's about two seconds away from rolling Jared completely onto his stomach and just fucking him, noise be damned, when the toilet in the hall bathroom flushes. Jared's breath hitches and dammit, he pushes back and Jensen clutches at Jared's hip to stop him before Jensen winds up making the noise that gets them found out.
He stretches up until he can whisper right into Jared's ear, quiet as a breath. "S'okay, just be still."
Jared nods once, and a shiver moves down over his body and oh, God, being still is going to be harder than Jensen thought.
There are footsteps in the hallway and okay, his brother is an asshole and he should have expected something like this. He's already planning what he can hold over Julian's head to keep him quiet about finding them, only when a door opens it's not their door, no, it's the peculiar creak of his parents' bedroom door and odds are good that they are well and truly... fucked. Anything Jensen tries to do now will make noise, pulling out will make way too much noise with Jared as far gone as he is, and his bed across the room might as well be in fucking Tibet.
"Julian, what are you doing up here?"
"Nothin', Mama. I was just--"
Jensen can't hear the rest of what his brother says over the rushing in his ears, because Jared shakes in his arms and tenses all around Jensen's cock and he can't, all Jensen can do is hold him there in the bed and he's pressing bruises into the skin over Jared's hipbone.
"And what's wrong with the one downstairs?"
It should be impossible to be this terrified and this fucking hard all at once. Julian mumbles something else, and God, Jensen is so going to kick his ass tomorrow, that's a promise.
"No, don't even start with me, you stop trying to pester those boys and go back to bed."
Jensen can hardly believe it, he hears the pop on Julian's backside and his brother is moving off down the stairs and his mama goes back into her room and maybe, maybe it's going to be okay. Jared's breathing is still fast and panicked and he's clutching the edge of the mattress like it's some kind of lifeline. Jensen moves his lips on the nape of Jared's neck, finally lets go of his hip meaning to make little soothing circles on his belly and sweet Jesus, Jared is still hard as nails.
So is Jensen, but he'd intended to sidestep that little problem... somehow. But he won't leave Jared hanging. He can't.
Jared makes the tiniest broken little noise and Jensen thinks, he thinks maybe he can make this work.
"Hey," his mouth is right on Jared's ear, "Mama's still awake, we've got to--"
Jared cuts him off with a shake of his head, whispering back, "God Jensen, I can't take this, I'm gonna die if I don't come."
"I know, I know and I'll get you there, I promise, but you've gotta trust me." Jared calms, and Jensen kisses the corner of his jaw just under his ear. "You trust me?"
Jared nods once, and as Jensen feels him relax he pushes, slowly sliding his cock in that last little bit until he's as far inside Jared's ass as he can possibly get. Jared's neck arches when he does it, just as slow and fucking gorgeous in the dim light.
"Now I'm not gonna move, but I'll take care of you. I've got you."
Jensen wraps his hand around Jared's dick, he knows how Jared likes it and knows Jared isn't going to last long at all. His other arm is curled around Jared's chest and he can feel Jared's heart trip-hammering under his wrist, the deep breaths he's taking trying to keep from giving them away. Jared's skin is sheening with sweat all over again and he reaches back to grip Jensen's thigh with one hand.
God, he is fucking hot. Jensen thinks if he could he'd almost do the whole thing over, somewhere not at his house and nowhere near his brother and someplace with light because Jared is completely coming undone and Jensen wants to see that. But here is where they are, and here is pretty fucking awesome, too.
Jensen twists his wrist just so on the next stroke and Jared clutches at his other hand, drags it up off his chest until Jensen's covering his mouth again and fuck, Jensen thinks this might not be a solo show after all. Two more and it happens, Jared's cock swells and pulses in his fist and Jared, he bites into the heel of Jensen's hand and the noise Jensen makes into Jared's hair is possibly the most embarrassing thing he has ever done, and he doesn't even care because he's coming so hard that the whole world just fucking stops.
It spins back up again when Jared noses at his palm, laying apologetic kisses across the skin where he bit down. Jensen realizes he's still kinda stroking Jared's cock -- or petting it, rather -- and he probably ought to say something.
"Wow," is all he manages, and Jared's breath puffs against his hand in a soft laugh.
"Mmhmm. Can... can we move? I'm, uhm."
Sticky, and so is Jensen and there are certain other things that can't wait. "Yeah, just... careful. Let me, first." He pulls out just as easy as he can, hand on Jared's hip and lips on his neck, and takes care of the condom. "Can you reach my shirt?"
"Mine's closer." Jared has to lean partway out of the bed to get it, his movements just as languid and sated as Jensen feels and Jensen can't keep his hands off. He runs his fingers over Jared's shoulders and down his back, wipes the shirt through the mess on Jared's belly, and when Jared rolls over his eyes are bright even in the dimness of the room. He scoots close and lifts his face up to Jensen's, kisses him and Jensen thinks yeah, that's it, that's all he was missing. Next time, maybe....
"Next time," Jared breathes against his lips, "I wanna face you."
Jensen smiles. "Yeah. God, yeah." And he's kissing Jared again, and in a little while he knows he'll have to stop and climb back into his own bed for the night, but not yet.