Good Boy
Title: Good Boy
Author: xephwrites
Pairings: Jensen and Jared
Rating: let's say R
Word Count: 1521
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, or any of its characters. Just playing with toys that are not mine. I promise to return them (mostly) undamaged!
Spoilers: none
Summary: When Jared gets a little too stressed, Toby likes to come out and play with Jensen
Warnings: non-sexual puppy play
Notes: blackat_t7t posted a ton of bunnies over at spn_bunnies and for some reason, I really wanted to write this. Original prompt :J2 or Wincest- Domestic puppy play. As in, not for sex, and not as BDSM, but just because someone (I’m thinking Jared, since he loves animals) likes to put on puppy ears and relieve stress by romping around on all fours, while his partner makes sure he doesn’t chew any shoes or anything. I have to say that this was an interesting write for me, as I had to keep repeating to the muses "NO SEX!!" So I made them friends instead of lovers. And I always enjoy exploring different kinks! I just hope that it doesn't suck! lol
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It was a hard and exhausting day on the set. Jared and Jensen dragged themselves into the house that they shared.
Jared looked particularly worn out, the day’s filming being harsh for him. He couldn’t just take a shower or crack a beer and be fine like Jensen. He needed something more.
Jensen stuck his head into the fridge and handed out a beer to Jared. Jared shook his head and walked by. Jensen stood up and watched him go into his bedroom. He came out a few moments later wearing only a pair of grey briefs. Jensen saw what Jared was wearing and knew what he needed.
Toby wanted to come out and play.
Jensen sat on the couch with his beer and waited. Jared came into the living room carrying a bag that had paw prints all over it. He set it on the couch beside Jensen and sat on the floor. Jensen opened the bag and took out a headband with a pair of grey ears and placed it carefully on Jared’s head. He found the small harness with a long curved tail attached. He wrapped it around Jared’s waist and set the base of it at his tailbone. The kneepads were next, letting Jared adjust them so they were comfortable. Jensen pulled out the grey mittens and slid them on.
The last and most important thing was his collar. It was thick leather and had a silver tag in the shape of a bone on it. Toby was engraved on the front. Jensen fastened it around Jared’s neck.
Jared stood on all fours, waiting.
“C’mere, Toby,” Jensen said, patting his leg. Jared’s head snapped up. His tongue was hanging out and he was panting. Jensen patted his leg again. “Come on, Toby.”
Jared put his paws on Jensen’s knees and rose up, still panting. He gave a small yip and licked the side of Jensen’s face. Jensen laughed and scratched him behind both ears. Jared yipped again and wagged his tail.
“Who’s a good boy, huh?” Jensen said. Jared went back to the floor and started sniffing around on the floor. He snuffed at Jensen’s bare feet before continuing to sniff around the couch.
“Where’s your ball?” Jensen asked with enthusiasm. Jared’s head snapped up and tilted to the side. “Where’s your ball?” Jensen asked again. Jared’s head whipped around, looking for it. Jensen laughed as he took it out of the bag. Jared yipped and tried to snatch it from Jensen’s hand.
“Hey, be nice,” Jensen warned, holding the ball out of reach. Jared sat on the floor staring at the ball and whined. Jensen smiled and tossed it up in the air. Jared lunged towards it, trying to catch it in his mouth. The ball bounced off his nose and rolled away. Jared ran after it, yipping. Jared brought it back to Jensen in his mouth and dropped it at his feet. Jensen rubbed the top of Jared’s head and picked up the ball. He tossed it again, sending Jared bounding in the other direction. Jared brought it back and dropped it at Jensen’s feet. He huffed and rested his head on his master’s thigh. Jensen ran his hand over Jared’s head and neck.
“Tired, Toby?” He asked. Jared snuffed, but stared up at Jensen. “I know. You still want to play, huh? Get your ring.” Jared padded over to the bag and shoved his head inside. Jensen watched amusedly as he watched Jared poke around with his nose. A minute later, he raised his head with a rope ring in his mouth.
Jensen took the other end of the rope and tugged lightly. Jared kept a good grip with his teeth and growled playfully, tugging backwards.
Jensen dropped his end when the phone rang. As he walked, Jared followed right behind him. He picked up the wall phone in the kitchen.
“Hello?” He paused. “Hey Misha. Uh, not tonight. Jare already passed out and I’m on my way too.”
Not getting any attention from his master, Jared wandered over to the kitchen counter. He could smell cookies. Jared placed his paws on the counter and lifted himself up. He could see the plate just out of reach. He craned his neck forward, trying to bite the edge of the plate. It was so close.
“Toby! Down!” Jensen shouted as he hung up the phone. Jared dropped down and curled up on the floor. He rested his head on his front paws and whined. “No treats until after dinner.”
Jensen took two ceramic bowls out of the bottom cupboard. He filled one with cold tap water. He placed it on the floor and Jared bounded over to it and began lapping at it with enthusiasm.
Jensen opened a can of beef stew and poured it into the other dish. He put it in the microwave for a few seconds to take the chill off.
“Here you go Toby,” he said as he placed it beside the water dish. Jared sniffed at the new dish curiously before sticking his mouth in and taking a chunk of meat. Jensen leaned down and rubbed the top of his head. “Eat up, boy.”
Jensen made himself a quick sandwich while Jared ate out of the dishes on the floor. Jensen couldn’t help but smile as he wagged his tail. Jensen leaned up against the counter and ate his sandwich, staring in a mixture of awe and disbelief at his friend.
It took a while for Jensen to really wrap his head around what Jared needed occasionally, but as his best friend, Jensen wanted to help him.
Jared lifted his head from the dish, showing that he was done. Jensen patted his head again and took the dish off the floor. Jared drank some more water before wandering to the patio door. Jared sat and pawed at the glass, whining.
“Need to go outside?” Jensen asked, placing his sandwich plate in the sink. Jared whined and pawed at the glass again. Jensen unlocked the door and slid it open. Jared bounced outside and started sniffing at the hedges. Jensen left the door open but closed the blinds. That part still weirded him out.
A few minutes later and Jared was walking back through the open door. He waited patiently on the mat, staring at Jensen. Jensen kneeled down and took a towel, wiping off his paws and knees. As he did, Jared licked a stripe up the side of Jensen’s face. Jensen laughed and pressed Jared’s head down playfully.
Jared growled and ducked out from his master’s hand. He nipped at the towel Jensen was trying to fold. Jensen dangled it in front of Jared’s face, and he growled again, trying to bite the towel. Jared overshot one of his leaps and landed on Jensen, knocking him over. Jared pressed on Jensen’s shoulders with his paws and yipped playfully, licking Jensen’s face.
“Get off me, you hairy beast!” He said playfully, trying to sit up. Jared kept knocking him back and barking. Jensen reached around blindly, trying to find something, anything to throw to distract him. His hand landed on a shoe.
“Go get it, Toby,” Jensen said as he tossed the shoe. Jared perked up and ran after the shoe. Jensen stood and made his way back into the living room. A few minutes later, Jared came back with the match in his mouth and curled up at Jensen’s feet. He began chewing and slobbering on the shoe.
“That’s gross,” Jensen muttered as he finished his beer. His blinks were getting longer each time. Jensen looked down to Jared and saw his chin resting on the shoe, his breaths long and even.
“Let’s go to bed,” Jensen said, snapping his fingers as he stood. Slowly Jared rose and followed behind Jensen to his bedroom. Jensen quickly stripped down to his boxers and shut the light off. Jared jumped on the bed and started sniffing. Jensen slid under the blanket and patted the mattress beside him. Jared flopped down and curled into himself.
“Night Toby,” Jensen yawned. The only reply he heard was another yawn.
When Jensen woke up in the morning, Jared was no longer beside him. He heard the shower running. Bleary eyed, Jensen stumbled into the kitchen where he could smell the coffee brewing. A quick look around showed that all evidence of last nights activities were gone.
“Morning, Jen,” Jared said as he walked by with a towel around his waist. Jared closed his bedroom door quietly. Jensen wandered to the living room to check out the news. The shoe that Jared was chewing on last night was still in front of the couch. Jensen sat down and flicked on the news channel.
“Wanna go for a run?” Jared asked as he pulled on a sweatshirt.
“What the hell,” Jensen said. He got dressed in his tracksuit and picked up the shoe in the living room. Jensen turned circles in the kitchen.
“You okay?” Jared asked.
“Where the hell is my other shoe?” Jensen asked, narrowing his eyes at his best friend. Jared smirked and shrugged.
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Comments and feedback are really appreciated as I'm a little unsure on this one!
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Author: xephwrites
Pairings: Jensen and Jared
Rating: let's say R
Word Count: 1521
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, or any of its characters. Just playing with toys that are not mine. I promise to return them (mostly) undamaged!
Spoilers: none
Summary: When Jared gets a little too stressed, Toby likes to come out and play with Jensen
Warnings: non-sexual puppy play
Notes: blackat_t7t posted a ton of bunnies over at spn_bunnies and for some reason, I really wanted to write this. Original prompt :J2 or Wincest- Domestic puppy play. As in, not for sex, and not as BDSM, but just because someone (I’m thinking Jared, since he loves animals) likes to put on puppy ears and relieve stress by romping around on all fours, while his partner makes sure he doesn’t chew any shoes or anything. I have to say that this was an interesting write for me, as I had to keep repeating to the muses "NO SEX!!" So I made them friends instead of lovers. And I always enjoy exploring different kinks! I just hope that it doesn't suck! lol
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It was a hard and exhausting day on the set. Jared and Jensen dragged themselves into the house that they shared.
Jared looked particularly worn out, the day’s filming being harsh for him. He couldn’t just take a shower or crack a beer and be fine like Jensen. He needed something more.
Jensen stuck his head into the fridge and handed out a beer to Jared. Jared shook his head and walked by. Jensen stood up and watched him go into his bedroom. He came out a few moments later wearing only a pair of grey briefs. Jensen saw what Jared was wearing and knew what he needed.
Toby wanted to come out and play.
Jensen sat on the couch with his beer and waited. Jared came into the living room carrying a bag that had paw prints all over it. He set it on the couch beside Jensen and sat on the floor. Jensen opened the bag and took out a headband with a pair of grey ears and placed it carefully on Jared’s head. He found the small harness with a long curved tail attached. He wrapped it around Jared’s waist and set the base of it at his tailbone. The kneepads were next, letting Jared adjust them so they were comfortable. Jensen pulled out the grey mittens and slid them on.
The last and most important thing was his collar. It was thick leather and had a silver tag in the shape of a bone on it. Toby was engraved on the front. Jensen fastened it around Jared’s neck.
Jared stood on all fours, waiting.
“C’mere, Toby,” Jensen said, patting his leg. Jared’s head snapped up. His tongue was hanging out and he was panting. Jensen patted his leg again. “Come on, Toby.”
Jared put his paws on Jensen’s knees and rose up, still panting. He gave a small yip and licked the side of Jensen’s face. Jensen laughed and scratched him behind both ears. Jared yipped again and wagged his tail.
“Who’s a good boy, huh?” Jensen said. Jared went back to the floor and started sniffing around on the floor. He snuffed at Jensen’s bare feet before continuing to sniff around the couch.
“Where’s your ball?” Jensen asked with enthusiasm. Jared’s head snapped up and tilted to the side. “Where’s your ball?” Jensen asked again. Jared’s head whipped around, looking for it. Jensen laughed as he took it out of the bag. Jared yipped and tried to snatch it from Jensen’s hand.
“Hey, be nice,” Jensen warned, holding the ball out of reach. Jared sat on the floor staring at the ball and whined. Jensen smiled and tossed it up in the air. Jared lunged towards it, trying to catch it in his mouth. The ball bounced off his nose and rolled away. Jared ran after it, yipping. Jared brought it back to Jensen in his mouth and dropped it at his feet. Jensen rubbed the top of Jared’s head and picked up the ball. He tossed it again, sending Jared bounding in the other direction. Jared brought it back and dropped it at Jensen’s feet. He huffed and rested his head on his master’s thigh. Jensen ran his hand over Jared’s head and neck.
“Tired, Toby?” He asked. Jared snuffed, but stared up at Jensen. “I know. You still want to play, huh? Get your ring.” Jared padded over to the bag and shoved his head inside. Jensen watched amusedly as he watched Jared poke around with his nose. A minute later, he raised his head with a rope ring in his mouth.
Jensen took the other end of the rope and tugged lightly. Jared kept a good grip with his teeth and growled playfully, tugging backwards.
Jensen dropped his end when the phone rang. As he walked, Jared followed right behind him. He picked up the wall phone in the kitchen.
“Hello?” He paused. “Hey Misha. Uh, not tonight. Jare already passed out and I’m on my way too.”
Not getting any attention from his master, Jared wandered over to the kitchen counter. He could smell cookies. Jared placed his paws on the counter and lifted himself up. He could see the plate just out of reach. He craned his neck forward, trying to bite the edge of the plate. It was so close.
“Toby! Down!” Jensen shouted as he hung up the phone. Jared dropped down and curled up on the floor. He rested his head on his front paws and whined. “No treats until after dinner.”
Jensen took two ceramic bowls out of the bottom cupboard. He filled one with cold tap water. He placed it on the floor and Jared bounded over to it and began lapping at it with enthusiasm.
Jensen opened a can of beef stew and poured it into the other dish. He put it in the microwave for a few seconds to take the chill off.
“Here you go Toby,” he said as he placed it beside the water dish. Jared sniffed at the new dish curiously before sticking his mouth in and taking a chunk of meat. Jensen leaned down and rubbed the top of his head. “Eat up, boy.”
Jensen made himself a quick sandwich while Jared ate out of the dishes on the floor. Jensen couldn’t help but smile as he wagged his tail. Jensen leaned up against the counter and ate his sandwich, staring in a mixture of awe and disbelief at his friend.
It took a while for Jensen to really wrap his head around what Jared needed occasionally, but as his best friend, Jensen wanted to help him.
Jared lifted his head from the dish, showing that he was done. Jensen patted his head again and took the dish off the floor. Jared drank some more water before wandering to the patio door. Jared sat and pawed at the glass, whining.
“Need to go outside?” Jensen asked, placing his sandwich plate in the sink. Jared whined and pawed at the glass again. Jensen unlocked the door and slid it open. Jared bounced outside and started sniffing at the hedges. Jensen left the door open but closed the blinds. That part still weirded him out.
A few minutes later and Jared was walking back through the open door. He waited patiently on the mat, staring at Jensen. Jensen kneeled down and took a towel, wiping off his paws and knees. As he did, Jared licked a stripe up the side of Jensen’s face. Jensen laughed and pressed Jared’s head down playfully.
Jared growled and ducked out from his master’s hand. He nipped at the towel Jensen was trying to fold. Jensen dangled it in front of Jared’s face, and he growled again, trying to bite the towel. Jared overshot one of his leaps and landed on Jensen, knocking him over. Jared pressed on Jensen’s shoulders with his paws and yipped playfully, licking Jensen’s face.
“Get off me, you hairy beast!” He said playfully, trying to sit up. Jared kept knocking him back and barking. Jensen reached around blindly, trying to find something, anything to throw to distract him. His hand landed on a shoe.
“Go get it, Toby,” Jensen said as he tossed the shoe. Jared perked up and ran after the shoe. Jensen stood and made his way back into the living room. A few minutes later, Jared came back with the match in his mouth and curled up at Jensen’s feet. He began chewing and slobbering on the shoe.
“That’s gross,” Jensen muttered as he finished his beer. His blinks were getting longer each time. Jensen looked down to Jared and saw his chin resting on the shoe, his breaths long and even.
“Let’s go to bed,” Jensen said, snapping his fingers as he stood. Slowly Jared rose and followed behind Jensen to his bedroom. Jensen quickly stripped down to his boxers and shut the light off. Jared jumped on the bed and started sniffing. Jensen slid under the blanket and patted the mattress beside him. Jared flopped down and curled into himself.
“Night Toby,” Jensen yawned. The only reply he heard was another yawn.
When Jensen woke up in the morning, Jared was no longer beside him. He heard the shower running. Bleary eyed, Jensen stumbled into the kitchen where he could smell the coffee brewing. A quick look around showed that all evidence of last nights activities were gone.
“Morning, Jen,” Jared said as he walked by with a towel around his waist. Jared closed his bedroom door quietly. Jensen wandered to the living room to check out the news. The shoe that Jared was chewing on last night was still in front of the couch. Jensen sat down and flicked on the news channel.
“Wanna go for a run?” Jared asked as he pulled on a sweatshirt.
“What the hell,” Jensen said. He got dressed in his tracksuit and picked up the shoe in the living room. Jensen turned circles in the kitchen.
“You okay?” Jared asked.
“Where the hell is my other shoe?” Jensen asked, narrowing his eyes at his best friend. Jared smirked and shrugged.
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Comments and feedback are really appreciated as I'm a little unsure on this one!
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