FIC: Making the First Move
Title: Making the First Move
Author: Demona aka azraelz_angel
Summary: Confidence. Some people had it. Jensen did not. Fortunately Jared had enough for both of them.
Notes: College AU - Jared, Jensen, oh so brief mentions of Sandy, Sophia, Danneel, Katie, Chad, Tom, Mike
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Almost 3,000 (cause I’m wordy)
Warning: Jared/Jensen sex
Un-beta’d at the moment - my apologies for any mistakes or non-sense
Notes: It’s been awhile since I’ve written the porn so hopefully this didn’t suck! And what made sense at 2 last night, hopefully still makes sense this morning.
Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Jensen or Jared…this is fiction
Written for salt_burn_porn Round 3: rozabellalove’s prompt by way of liebesdammerung: and where do you want me to put that?
Jensen’s head came up from his biology notes as the apartment door banged open and Jared shouldered his way in, hands full of grocery bags. Jensen carefully finished highlighting the rest of the sentence, adding an additional comment to the material before he rose and followed Jared into the kitchen.
“Hey,” Jared murmured as Jensen appeared.
“Hey,” Jensen replied and reached for one of the grocery bags. He immediately started putting the contents away in the pantry. “Didn’t expect to see you back until mid-afternoon at the earliest,” he added and shot a quick look in Jared’s direction.
A smug smile eased across Jared’s face at the comment and he shrugged. “Wasn’t really all that interested in sticking around,” Jared answered. “Besides, I do actually need to study if I expect to pass that Statistics class on Tuesday.”
“I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
“Not everyone has that talented brain to work with,” Jared teased Jensen, tapping him once and then ruffling his hair on the way by.
Jensen’s cheeks flushed slightly at the comment, but mostly at the contact. It was no secret that Jensen had the world’s biggest crush on Jared, had since the moment he first laid eyes on him as he flirted with Tom and Mike both. But Jared was either completely oblivious or completely uninterested because teasing and platonic touches were all that Jensen got. Katie and Sandy swore that Jared was just too stupid to figure it out, Dani and Sophia thought Jensen needed to make the first move, and Chad just gagged a little whenever the conversation turned toward Jared and Jensen.
Jensen reached blindly into the next bag, hand wrapping around the plastic packaging and pulling it free of the paper bag. He looked down, let out a shriek (that he would swear was a manly grunt), and dropped the dildo back onto the counter.
“What’re you yelling about?” Jared asked as he pulled his head out of the refrigerator and straightened back up and nudging the door shut with his hip.
Jensen’s heart was slamming against his ribs, he could feel his face burning, probably a horribly unattractive shade of tomato-red, perhaps even headed towards purple. And his eyes rapidly flickered between Jared standing at his side and the package lying on the counter. He opened his mouth, and then snapped it closed when nothing came to mind. Anger briefly surged through the embarrassment and Jensen pointed down at the package on the counter. “And where do you want me to put that?”
Jared followed the path of his finger and his eyes widened in surprise for a second before he looked back at Jensen and raised an eyebrow. “I can show you,” Jared stated, voice barely over a whisper.
Jensen felt his face flush hotter than before and he swayed slightly, reaching out to the grip the counter for fear that his legs would give out. He wanted nothing more than to run away. To push past Jared, collect his biology notes and text from the coffee table and hide into his room until he died.
“What? No. There’s no way…” Jensen looked down at the dildo again and gulped.
Jared’s head tilted back as he let out a loud bark of laughter. “Not on you, Jen,” he finally got out. He waited until Jensen met his gaze again. “I’ll show you on me.”
A full body shudder ran through Jensen and a gurgled whimper escaped his lips. He’d moved way past embarrassment at this point. That self-assured smirk had returned to Jared’s face. He recognized it from countless nights spent at the bar, watching as Jared picked up his next hookup. He never thought he’d see that look directed at him.
Jared slowly reached out, hand sneaking past Jensen’s paralyzed form and grabbing the dildo. The paper bag crinkled and changed form as the weight was lifted off it and Jensen started, taking a step back and to the side, putting a little more breathing room between them.
“You know, I think I’m going to go test this out,” Jared announced, shaking the dildo package in Jensen’s direction.
He held Jensen’s gaze for another moment and then turned and walked directly into his bedroom, turning on the lamp, and leaving the door wide open. And Jensen crumbled against the counter, stuffing his hand into his mouth and biting down to stop himself from freaking out. Jared had the dildo in his hand. Jared had taken the dildo into his bedroom. Jared had left the bedroom door open. Jared was going to use that dildo on himself.
Jensen’s feet started moving forward on their own with that last thought. This might be the only chance that Jensen ever gets with Jared, and while he’s so nervous he might throw up, he’s not going to let it go.
He stopped in the doorway, taking in Jared’s shirtless form as he leaned over his nightstand. Jared straightened, looked over his shoulder and smiled at Jensen before turning his attention back to the dildo sitting upright on his nightstand. The quiet was broken by the sound of foil ripping and Jared moved slightly to the side to let Jensen watch as he rolled the condom over the dildo.
He rose back to his full height, turned to fully face Jensen and his hands immediately went to his belt. The leather easily slid through the buckle and then his fingers opened button after button. He watched Jensen the entire time, watched the blush rise up on his face again, watched as he swallowed heavily, and Jensen wondered if he could see how much he just wanted Jared to hurry the hell up.
“Wasn’t sure you would actually come in here Jen,” Jared spoke and Jensen jerked his gaze up to meet Jared’s. “Still not sure you’re gonna stay,” he added and hooked his thumbs in his jeans and tugged down.
Jensen didn’t hesitate as his gaze dropped to Jared’s hips in time to see the jeans slid away and leave bare skin in its place. The thought that Jared went commando made Jensen’s dick jump in his sweats and tent the material out further. Jared was hard, his dick straining up against his stomach, and he was big. Jensen forced himself to swallow and take a deep breath of air before he passed out.
Jared stepped out of his jeans, left them behind on the floor as he carefully sat down on the bed, wiggled around until he was comfortable. He grabbed one of the pillows behind him and settled it underneath him and leaned back. Jensen was immediately sad that he lost a good view of Jared’s face until he pulled his legs onto the bed, bending them at the knee and spreading them far enough apart that all Jensen could stare at was Jared’s erection and below that his hole.
Jared reached for the nightstand, coming back with a bottle of lube. He flicked open the top and drizzled some of the liquid down his fingers, rubbing them together, slicking them up. He reached down between his legs, tilting his hips further up and let some slid down behind his balls. He quickly followed that trail of liquid, gathered it with his fingers, and with one fingertip pressed it in.
Jensen couldn’t contain the moan as he watched Jared easily slid the first finger in, going all the way in one smooth movement. His blood was pounding in his ears, but he could still his own excited breathing, and just barely over that Jared’s. A second finger immediately joined the first, easily sliding in and Jensen watched as Jared began to scissor them, stretching himself, preparing himself to take that dildo. Jensen’s eyes cut away from Jared for a brief moment to take in the dildo sitting on the nightstand. It was big, wide and long, and Jensen’s own ass clenched a little at the thought of taking it, but he felt precome leak out to soak his sweats at the thought of Jared’s ass swallowing it up. Jensen returned his eyes back to Jared and had to reach down and squeeze the base of his own dick hard to stop from coming on the spot at the image of Jared fucking himself with three fingers.
It shouldn’t have been that easy. He shouldn’t have been able to prep himself that fast, wouldn’t be able to take that dildo without hurting himself. He was about to open his mouth and object, question Jared to make sure he knew what he was doing, when he realized that Jared had been out the night before. He’d just come back from spending the night with someone from the bar, and Jesus, the thought of Jared still being loose from someone else should have turned Jensen off. But instead his balls tightened, stomach clenched as he realized that Jared really was going to be able to take that whole dildo. That Jensen was going to stand here and watch as Jared fucked himself with it.
Jensen forced his hand off his dick as Jared pulled his three fingers out. He watched as Jared drizzled more lube on his hand before he set the bottle back on the nightstand and picked up the dildo. Jensen watched as Jared ran his palm up and down the shaft a few times, smearing more lubricant over it, before he levered himself up on one elbow and met Jensen’s gaze.
There was fire dancing in Jared’s eyes. His cheeks were flushed with arousal and sweat was sliding down his chest. Jared didn’t speak, didn’t force Jensen to say anything, or embarrass himself by not being able to. Instead he watched Jensen as Jensen watched him carefully move the dildo down between his legs. Jared pressed it against his hole, and Jensen palmed his dick, pressing it tightly, painfully against his own body. He watched as Jared circled the toy around, barely pressing it against his slippery entrance, before he finally let out a small moan himself and pressed the toy in.
It took a second for the head to breach Jared. Jensen watched, mesmerized as Jared’s ass expanded, stretched almost too wide, to accommodate the dildo, and then it was in, and Jared’s ass was squeezing down on it. Jensen’s own dick throbbed at the thought of that tight heat, and he bit down on his lip, tasting blood a second later.
Jared slowly worked the dildo in and out in measured thrusts until it was fully seated in him. He was breathing hard, sweat steadily rolling off him, and his muscles were wound tight. Jensen slowly ran his fingers up and down his cock, knowing better than to reach down inside his sweats, knowing that putting his hand on his dick would result in him embarrassing himself further still.
When Jared finally started moving the toy, Jensen wrenched his eyes off his hips and ran them up his body to watch Jared’s face as he worked himself to climax. Jared’s eyes were open, drifting between watching Jensen’s face and lower to watch as he slowly played with his dick. He held Jared’s gaze, even as he saw his hand speed up, watched as his hips started working faster and losing their rhythm.
“Don’t come, Jensen,” Jared’s voice was rough and jarred Jensen out of his own rhythm. His hand fell away from his dick, and his body shuddered at the loss of sensation. He forced his gaze down to Jared’s hips. Watched as Jared shoved the dildo into himself, rocked his hips down to meet his own thrusts. Jared came with a moan, drawing out Jensen’s name into more syllables than he thought possible. His come splattered over his stomach and chest and still he worked the dildo in and out, forcing himself to ride out his orgasm.
The air left Jensen’s lungs and suddenly the room felt too hot. He could feel his shirt sticking to his back, could feel the sweat running down his spine, dripping from his hair.
“Jared,” he whined, not able to help it. He was hard, a hair’s breath away from coming and he wanted that release.
“Come here,” Jared whispered as he slowly and carefully pulled the dildo out of him.
Jensen moved closer and watched as Jared’s hole quivered, tried to close, but was too stretched at the moment.
“Knees.”
And Jensen automatically slid to his knees beside Jared’s bed. Jared reached over, circling Jensen’s wrist with his own slick fingers and pulled him closer. Jensen watched his hand as Jared carefully guided him to the mess on his stomach. Jensen’s ran his fingers through it on his own, instinct taking over when experience ended. Jared tugged his wrist again, pushing it down past his spent, twitching cock, and to his hole.
Jensen reached out, fingers wet with Jared’s coming sliding against the lube, as he rubbed along the edges of Jared’s hole. Jared jerked, swore under his breath, and Jensen pressed forward with two fingers and easily slid into Jared.
It was hot, slick, and Jared’s walls twitched around him as he slowly worked his fingers in and then back out. His dick twitched in his sweats, and it was over almost before it began. His balls tightened and his hips snapped forward into the empty air as he came, exploded inside his sweats, and called out Jared’s name, sliding his fingers back inside Jared.
“Well that was hot,” Jared stated and Jensen kinda wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole. That was until Jared moved, folding in on himself, one his hands wrapping around Jensen’s head and pulling him in for a kiss. At that moment, Jensen wasn’t worried about anything else but Jared.
Author: Demona aka azraelz_angel
Summary: Confidence. Some people had it. Jensen did not. Fortunately Jared had enough for both of them.
Notes: College AU - Jared, Jensen, oh so brief mentions of Sandy, Sophia, Danneel, Katie, Chad, Tom, Mike
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: Almost 3,000 (cause I’m wordy)
Warning: Jared/Jensen sex
Un-beta’d at the moment - my apologies for any mistakes or non-sense
Notes: It’s been awhile since I’ve written the porn so hopefully this didn’t suck! And what made sense at 2 last night, hopefully still makes sense this morning.
Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Jensen or Jared…this is fiction
Written for salt_burn_porn Round 3: rozabellalove’s prompt by way of liebesdammerung: and where do you want me to put that?
Jensen’s head came up from his biology notes as the apartment door banged open and Jared shouldered his way in, hands full of grocery bags. Jensen carefully finished highlighting the rest of the sentence, adding an additional comment to the material before he rose and followed Jared into the kitchen.
“Hey,” Jared murmured as Jensen appeared.
“Hey,” Jensen replied and reached for one of the grocery bags. He immediately started putting the contents away in the pantry. “Didn’t expect to see you back until mid-afternoon at the earliest,” he added and shot a quick look in Jared’s direction.
A smug smile eased across Jared’s face at the comment and he shrugged. “Wasn’t really all that interested in sticking around,” Jared answered. “Besides, I do actually need to study if I expect to pass that Statistics class on Tuesday.”
“I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
“Not everyone has that talented brain to work with,” Jared teased Jensen, tapping him once and then ruffling his hair on the way by.
Jensen’s cheeks flushed slightly at the comment, but mostly at the contact. It was no secret that Jensen had the world’s biggest crush on Jared, had since the moment he first laid eyes on him as he flirted with Tom and Mike both. But Jared was either completely oblivious or completely uninterested because teasing and platonic touches were all that Jensen got. Katie and Sandy swore that Jared was just too stupid to figure it out, Dani and Sophia thought Jensen needed to make the first move, and Chad just gagged a little whenever the conversation turned toward Jared and Jensen.
Jensen reached blindly into the next bag, hand wrapping around the plastic packaging and pulling it free of the paper bag. He looked down, let out a shriek (that he would swear was a manly grunt), and dropped the dildo back onto the counter.
“What’re you yelling about?” Jared asked as he pulled his head out of the refrigerator and straightened back up and nudging the door shut with his hip.
Jensen’s heart was slamming against his ribs, he could feel his face burning, probably a horribly unattractive shade of tomato-red, perhaps even headed towards purple. And his eyes rapidly flickered between Jared standing at his side and the package lying on the counter. He opened his mouth, and then snapped it closed when nothing came to mind. Anger briefly surged through the embarrassment and Jensen pointed down at the package on the counter. “And where do you want me to put that?”
Jared followed the path of his finger and his eyes widened in surprise for a second before he looked back at Jensen and raised an eyebrow. “I can show you,” Jared stated, voice barely over a whisper.
Jensen felt his face flush hotter than before and he swayed slightly, reaching out to the grip the counter for fear that his legs would give out. He wanted nothing more than to run away. To push past Jared, collect his biology notes and text from the coffee table and hide into his room until he died.
“What? No. There’s no way…” Jensen looked down at the dildo again and gulped.
Jared’s head tilted back as he let out a loud bark of laughter. “Not on you, Jen,” he finally got out. He waited until Jensen met his gaze again. “I’ll show you on me.”
A full body shudder ran through Jensen and a gurgled whimper escaped his lips. He’d moved way past embarrassment at this point. That self-assured smirk had returned to Jared’s face. He recognized it from countless nights spent at the bar, watching as Jared picked up his next hookup. He never thought he’d see that look directed at him.
Jared slowly reached out, hand sneaking past Jensen’s paralyzed form and grabbing the dildo. The paper bag crinkled and changed form as the weight was lifted off it and Jensen started, taking a step back and to the side, putting a little more breathing room between them.
“You know, I think I’m going to go test this out,” Jared announced, shaking the dildo package in Jensen’s direction.
He held Jensen’s gaze for another moment and then turned and walked directly into his bedroom, turning on the lamp, and leaving the door wide open. And Jensen crumbled against the counter, stuffing his hand into his mouth and biting down to stop himself from freaking out. Jared had the dildo in his hand. Jared had taken the dildo into his bedroom. Jared had left the bedroom door open. Jared was going to use that dildo on himself.
Jensen’s feet started moving forward on their own with that last thought. This might be the only chance that Jensen ever gets with Jared, and while he’s so nervous he might throw up, he’s not going to let it go.
He stopped in the doorway, taking in Jared’s shirtless form as he leaned over his nightstand. Jared straightened, looked over his shoulder and smiled at Jensen before turning his attention back to the dildo sitting upright on his nightstand. The quiet was broken by the sound of foil ripping and Jared moved slightly to the side to let Jensen watch as he rolled the condom over the dildo.
He rose back to his full height, turned to fully face Jensen and his hands immediately went to his belt. The leather easily slid through the buckle and then his fingers opened button after button. He watched Jensen the entire time, watched the blush rise up on his face again, watched as he swallowed heavily, and Jensen wondered if he could see how much he just wanted Jared to hurry the hell up.
“Wasn’t sure you would actually come in here Jen,” Jared spoke and Jensen jerked his gaze up to meet Jared’s. “Still not sure you’re gonna stay,” he added and hooked his thumbs in his jeans and tugged down.
Jensen didn’t hesitate as his gaze dropped to Jared’s hips in time to see the jeans slid away and leave bare skin in its place. The thought that Jared went commando made Jensen’s dick jump in his sweats and tent the material out further. Jared was hard, his dick straining up against his stomach, and he was big. Jensen forced himself to swallow and take a deep breath of air before he passed out.
Jared stepped out of his jeans, left them behind on the floor as he carefully sat down on the bed, wiggled around until he was comfortable. He grabbed one of the pillows behind him and settled it underneath him and leaned back. Jensen was immediately sad that he lost a good view of Jared’s face until he pulled his legs onto the bed, bending them at the knee and spreading them far enough apart that all Jensen could stare at was Jared’s erection and below that his hole.
Jared reached for the nightstand, coming back with a bottle of lube. He flicked open the top and drizzled some of the liquid down his fingers, rubbing them together, slicking them up. He reached down between his legs, tilting his hips further up and let some slid down behind his balls. He quickly followed that trail of liquid, gathered it with his fingers, and with one fingertip pressed it in.
Jensen couldn’t contain the moan as he watched Jared easily slid the first finger in, going all the way in one smooth movement. His blood was pounding in his ears, but he could still his own excited breathing, and just barely over that Jared’s. A second finger immediately joined the first, easily sliding in and Jensen watched as Jared began to scissor them, stretching himself, preparing himself to take that dildo. Jensen’s eyes cut away from Jared for a brief moment to take in the dildo sitting on the nightstand. It was big, wide and long, and Jensen’s own ass clenched a little at the thought of taking it, but he felt precome leak out to soak his sweats at the thought of Jared’s ass swallowing it up. Jensen returned his eyes back to Jared and had to reach down and squeeze the base of his own dick hard to stop from coming on the spot at the image of Jared fucking himself with three fingers.
It shouldn’t have been that easy. He shouldn’t have been able to prep himself that fast, wouldn’t be able to take that dildo without hurting himself. He was about to open his mouth and object, question Jared to make sure he knew what he was doing, when he realized that Jared had been out the night before. He’d just come back from spending the night with someone from the bar, and Jesus, the thought of Jared still being loose from someone else should have turned Jensen off. But instead his balls tightened, stomach clenched as he realized that Jared really was going to be able to take that whole dildo. That Jensen was going to stand here and watch as Jared fucked himself with it.
Jensen forced his hand off his dick as Jared pulled his three fingers out. He watched as Jared drizzled more lube on his hand before he set the bottle back on the nightstand and picked up the dildo. Jensen watched as Jared ran his palm up and down the shaft a few times, smearing more lubricant over it, before he levered himself up on one elbow and met Jensen’s gaze.
There was fire dancing in Jared’s eyes. His cheeks were flushed with arousal and sweat was sliding down his chest. Jared didn’t speak, didn’t force Jensen to say anything, or embarrass himself by not being able to. Instead he watched Jensen as Jensen watched him carefully move the dildo down between his legs. Jared pressed it against his hole, and Jensen palmed his dick, pressing it tightly, painfully against his own body. He watched as Jared circled the toy around, barely pressing it against his slippery entrance, before he finally let out a small moan himself and pressed the toy in.
It took a second for the head to breach Jared. Jensen watched, mesmerized as Jared’s ass expanded, stretched almost too wide, to accommodate the dildo, and then it was in, and Jared’s ass was squeezing down on it. Jensen’s own dick throbbed at the thought of that tight heat, and he bit down on his lip, tasting blood a second later.
Jared slowly worked the dildo in and out in measured thrusts until it was fully seated in him. He was breathing hard, sweat steadily rolling off him, and his muscles were wound tight. Jensen slowly ran his fingers up and down his cock, knowing better than to reach down inside his sweats, knowing that putting his hand on his dick would result in him embarrassing himself further still.
When Jared finally started moving the toy, Jensen wrenched his eyes off his hips and ran them up his body to watch Jared’s face as he worked himself to climax. Jared’s eyes were open, drifting between watching Jensen’s face and lower to watch as he slowly played with his dick. He held Jared’s gaze, even as he saw his hand speed up, watched as his hips started working faster and losing their rhythm.
“Don’t come, Jensen,” Jared’s voice was rough and jarred Jensen out of his own rhythm. His hand fell away from his dick, and his body shuddered at the loss of sensation. He forced his gaze down to Jared’s hips. Watched as Jared shoved the dildo into himself, rocked his hips down to meet his own thrusts. Jared came with a moan, drawing out Jensen’s name into more syllables than he thought possible. His come splattered over his stomach and chest and still he worked the dildo in and out, forcing himself to ride out his orgasm.
The air left Jensen’s lungs and suddenly the room felt too hot. He could feel his shirt sticking to his back, could feel the sweat running down his spine, dripping from his hair.
“Jared,” he whined, not able to help it. He was hard, a hair’s breath away from coming and he wanted that release.
“Come here,” Jared whispered as he slowly and carefully pulled the dildo out of him.
Jensen moved closer and watched as Jared’s hole quivered, tried to close, but was too stretched at the moment.
“Knees.”
And Jensen automatically slid to his knees beside Jared’s bed. Jared reached over, circling Jensen’s wrist with his own slick fingers and pulled him closer. Jensen watched his hand as Jared carefully guided him to the mess on his stomach. Jensen’s ran his fingers through it on his own, instinct taking over when experience ended. Jared tugged his wrist again, pushing it down past his spent, twitching cock, and to his hole.
Jensen reached out, fingers wet with Jared’s coming sliding against the lube, as he rubbed along the edges of Jared’s hole. Jared jerked, swore under his breath, and Jensen pressed forward with two fingers and easily slid into Jared.
It was hot, slick, and Jared’s walls twitched around him as he slowly worked his fingers in and then back out. His dick twitched in his sweats, and it was over almost before it began. His balls tightened and his hips snapped forward into the empty air as he came, exploded inside his sweats, and called out Jared’s name, sliding his fingers back inside Jared.
“Well that was hot,” Jared stated and Jensen kinda wished the floor would open up and swallow him whole. That was until Jared moved, folding in on himself, one his hands wrapping around Jensen’s head and pulling him in for a kiss. At that moment, Jensen wasn’t worried about anything else but Jared.