SPN: Mating Quest Chapter Four
Title: Mating Quest
Author:
chef_geekier
Genre: RPS PWP
Characters, Pairing(s): J2, JDM, OCs.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,816
Kinks/Warnings: This part: Sentient bestiality, knotting
Summary: Jensen is a werewolf from an old-school pack. Upon reaching maturity he's been sent on a mating quest to find the mate to bear his cubs. Instead, he finds Jared, and decides that he'd make a better mate than some delicate female anyway. Now to convince the human of that.
A/N: ZOMG, so sorry this took so long! Why's it so hard to write dogporn? I've read enough of it, should be able to write it! Anyway, the boys are finally getting it on and I have an idea for how to do the reveal. Let's see if I can force the muse back on track.
Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three
Jensen huffed a sort of laugh when Jared blearily wiped himself off with the sheet, then curled up away from the wet patch and fell asleep, one arm thrown across Jensen. He waited until the human was deep in slumber, then slipped off the bed. The problem of how to reveal himself when the time came was growing difficult to ignore. For now, though, he wanted to give his human a gift, something to say that Jensen really did care about him.
It was a simple matter to sneak outside. After only a few minutes he found what he'd been looking for and took the present, heading back home.
He felt his tail twitching at that. Home. He'd never really considered living away from his pack, but now he was all too eager to turn Jared's house into a den for them both.
Climbing back up the stairs, Jensen's tail started up again when he saw Jared sitting up in bed, looking around and blinking blearily like a confused cub. Jensen jumped back up onto the bed and dropped his gift into his human's lap, then curled around him to provide the maximum amount of contact.
Jared laughed and combed his fingers through Jensen's ruff.
“You got me flowers? Man, now I really feel like the bitch in the relationship.” He paused, and Jensen sniffed the air. Why was Jared nervous?
“You, ah... you really are too smart to be a regular dog. Jeff was right about that. And that you don't look much like a normal dog. Should I be worried? Like, are you gonna go all Cujo on me if you don't like something I say?”
Not being able to reach Jared's face, Jensen made do with licking the man's hand. It coaxed a laugh from him, and Jensen knew that it was going to be all right.
“Yeah, okay, I'm a sucker for that tongue of yours and you know it.”
Jensen continued to lick at whatever skin he could reach - which given Jared's state of undress was 'lots of it' - and Jared soon laughed and tried to wrestle with him again. They eventually wound up curled around each other in the middle of the bed, blankets and pillows around them almost forming a nest. Jensen slowly fell asleep to the feel of Jared stroking the fur along his side, perfectly content.
~*~
Jared watched as Jens fell asleep, trying to keep the worry from creeping back. If he wanted to, the dog could cause a lot of damage. Sure, he'd been friendly so far where Jared was concerned, but still...
After a few minutes, he managed to shrug off the unease. So Jens might be sentient somehow. He still had great self-control. Jared glanced over at the uprooted flowers that he'd been given and smiled again. At least the dog had some idea about human courtship.
~*~
The next day before work, Jared got a collar and registered Jens properly. He didn't want to risk his... well, his lover, if he was honest, getting lost or taken away. The dog didn't seem all that keen on the collar, but he allowed Jared to fit it around his neck.
“Attaboy,” Jared patted him and managed to get close enough to press a kiss to the top of Jens' head. “You gotta keep this on, okay? So people know you're not a stray, or dangerous or whatever. It means I want to keep you here with me.”
At that, Jens twisted and licked at Jared's face and mouth, and Jared smiled.
“Yeah, that's - ah! No! Not in the mouth!” Jared fell back, laughing, as Jens continued to lick over his face and occasionally into his mouth. He knew that it was an odd hang-up to have, especially since he'd had the dog's dick in his mouth, but he didn't want to suck on a dog tongue.
They ended up with Jared on his back, Jens laying across his torso. Jared wrapped his arms around the dog and nuzzled into him, before glancing up at the clock on the wall.
“Dammit, I gotta go to work. I'm sorry Jens, I'll be back later tonight...” he looked back at Jens, who didn't move from his spot. “C'mon, get off... I need to go to work.”
Jens looked at him, then lowered his head and seemed to grin. His tail was twitching, and Jared could tell the dog knew he was being cheeky.
“You beast. If I don't work, I can't buy food or pay bills... Move, you great big lug.”
After a few moments, Jens huffed and climbed to his feet. Jared ruffled the dog's fur before hurrying upstairs to get changed.
~*~
Jensen lay in front of the door, waiting. He hadn't counted on feeling so lonely without his chosen human near him at all times, and wondered what Jared was doing. It made him feel a little guilty that he didn't even know what Jared did for a living. All he knew was that he wanted him back home.
Every hour or so, he moved from the door to the bedroom. There was a large window to one side where he could rest his chin as he stared outside, inhaling the strong scent of Jaredmatemine in the room as he waited.
Acting like a lovelorn girl irked him, but Jensen couldn't help it. His human was out there, all alone, unprotected. What if someone tried to hurt Jared? What if someone else tried to claim him as mate? He was so wrapped up in his misery that it took a few seconds for the figure walking down the road to register in his brain.
As soon as he recognised Jared coming home, Jensen raced down the stairs and sat beside the door, whole body nearly trembling in excitement. It was slightly disturbing being this dependant, but as soon as Jared made it through the door Jensen didn't care about the neediness. He was far more concerned about the fact that Jared smelled like other people.
“Hey, easy boy,” Jared laughed as Jensen jumped up, trying to rub his scent against his person instead. The human obviously didn't know what he was trying to do, but that was okay. “Yeah yeah, I missed you too. Wanna go for a walk?”
Jensen paused in his jumping and glared. Oh no. No way was he going to be subjected to being walked like a common pet. The collar was bad enough.
“Fine,” Jared rolled his eyes and patted Jensen's head, which alleviated some of his concern. “Come on, I'm starving. Let's have dinner.”
That was certainly a plan Jensen could appreciate, so he followed Jared into the kitchen, always staying close.
~*~
As he ate, Jared grew more and more nervous. He'd been thinking about last night all day, what it had felt like to actually do those sorts of things with a dog, and had found himself uncomfortably aroused for much of the day. Thankfully his job left him plenty of time working alone, and he'd looked up some more information on his phone. No way was he going to risk someone in tech support finding out about his dirty secret.
Going into the pharmacy on the way home to buy lube was one of the most mortifying experiences of his life, but Jared knew he was going to need it. He wasn't going to try taking something as big as Jens' knot without stretching himself first, and somehow he didn't think that leftover hand lotion was quite going to cut it this time.
Jens seemed to sense his nerves, and as soon as Jared was putting his dishes in the sink, the big dog was by his side again, nose nudging up under his t-shirt to lick at the skin there. Jared looked down and smiled weakly.
“Hey boy, it's okay. I'm just nervous...”
At that, Jens backed up a bit and sat down, head tilting to an angle, clearly confused. Jared laughed and decided that actually cleaning the dishes could wait. He had a dog to fuck.
“C'mon. Been thinking about this all day. Time for me to bend over properly.” As he moved towards his bedroom, Jared could feel the dog right behind him, nose nudging the back of his thighs every now and again.
When they got to the bedroom, Jared made quick work of undressing. Jens leapt up onto the bed and sat, staring at him, reminding Jared just how eerily smart the dog was. At that, Jared pulled the three small bottles of lube he'd bought out of his jacket pockets and held them out for inspection.
“So, uh... I checked to make sure that they're all edible and stuff... 'cause you really seem to like using your tongue, and I really like it too. Um, is there a... particular flavour...” Jared trailed off, embarrassment stealing his voice.
Jens looked up at him, then his tail started wagging and he let out a series of short barks that sounded suspiciously like laughter. Before Jared could feel offended over being laughed at by a dog though, Jens came forward and sniffed at the three tubes on offer. He quickly took hold of one and with a flick of his head, tossed it across the room.
“Okay,” Jared grinned. “No banana. Promise I won't get that again. So, watermelon or chocolate?”
The dog sniffed both, then sat back on his haunches and tilted his head. Jared stared back for a moment, before it clicked.
“Oh! You don't mind?” At that, Jens' tail thumped against the covers in what Jared assumed was agreement. “Okay.” He flipped the tubes open and gingerly sniffed them before shrugging. “Watermelon it is. So, uh... let's get moving.”
It took more effort than he'd thought it would, but after a few deep breaths Jared moved to lean against the dresser. This position left him slightly bent over, enough to reach his own hole without putting him low enough to be mounted yet.
Mounted. Jared felt himself flush with embarrassment. Even as he slicked up his fingers and heard the whine from the bed, he wondered how he'd gotten this far in such a short amount of time. It had only been a few days since his fiance had stormed out, and now he was about to bend over and let a dog shove its cock up his ass.
“What am I doing?” He paused, a sudden rush of fear flowing through him. “I must be insane!”
Before he could lose his nerve completely, he felt a large furry mass at his side. Jens gently butted his head against Jared's hip and licked at the skin briefly.
~*~
Jensen could smell the fear growing stronger, threatening to erase the arousal completely. He saw that Jared had gone soft, body unable to accept the war within his mind, and Jensen knew he had to do something to fix the problem.
So he fell back on the method that seemed to work so far - he licked gently at Jared's hip and nuzzled into him, trying to convey the message that he didn't have to do this. Soon Jared's scent lightened again, and a large hand came down to ruffle Jensen's ears.
“Thanks boy,” Jared sounded like he was smiling again, which was good. “Just an attack of nerves. This is all happening so fast, y'know?”
Jensen leaned into the touch. He was amazed himself at just how fast things were moving, and didn't want to pressure his intended mate into anything he wasn't ready for. Instead, he gently took Jared's wrist in his mouth and tried to pull him towards the bed.
“What? I can't just... Jens, I need to get ready first.”
Jensen huffed and rolled his eyes. He really should have guessed that his actions would be misinterpreted. At times like this he missed being able to speak. To try and get the message across, Jensen released Jared's wrist and turned, jumping back up onto the bed with ease. He stretched out on his side, head against the pillows, and closed his eyes. Shortly after, he felt the bed dip as Jared lay on it, curled so that he could rest his head on Jensen's side.
“Thanks,” Jared whispered. “I'm gonna do this, I know I am. Just... thanks for not pushing me.”
Jensen let out a brief whine. Jared should know that Jensen wouldn't pressure him into anything he wasn't ready for. That wasn't what a good mate did.
They lay together for several minutes, and Jensen nearly dozed off - until he felt Jared moving, and heard the man's breathing getting heavier. He kept his eyes closed, hoping that it meant they were doing this but afraid to look.
The smell of arousal and artificial watermelon was heightened by the low moan that Jared let out, and Jensen finally opened his eyes to confirm his hope. Jared was moving two fingers in and out of himself, face buried in the fur of Jensen's flank the whole time.
“Jens...” Jared whispered, arm speeding up despite the angle. Jensen could feel himself sliding out of his sheath, eager to finally lay his claim. After what felt like a lifetime, but was probably only a few minutes, Jared removed his fingers and rolled up onto his hands and knees.
“C'mon boy,” he panted, and Jensen could see the man's hard cock bobbing in the air. “Let's do this.”
Jensen wasted no time in moving behind Jared, and immediately started licking at his ass. The fake-watermelon taste wasn't too bad, especially when mixed with the all-male taste of Jared. Not to mention the noises Jared was making as this time Jensen's tongue could slip inside him properly. Thank you Mother Night, Jensen thought as his tail wagged in arousal.
By the time he deemed Jared ready, the man was little more than a whimpering mess. He'd collapsed onto his forearms, knees spread wide as he begged for Jensen to fuck him. Jensen had no intention of making his mate wait any longer, and quickly jumped up to clamp his forelegs around Jared's torso, hips jabbing to try and line himself up.
It took a few tries, as neither of them were used to this act, but soon Jensen felt himself slide into Jared, and pure instinct took over. His hips were moving faster than he'd thought possible, revelling in the tight feel of Jared around him as he thrust mindlessly. Jared was moaning, long and low as he was pounded hard. Jensen was pleased that his mate mymatemybitchmine was holding still for him, letting Jensen breed him properly.
This was bliss.
~*~
This was bliss.
Jared couldn't help the sounds that were escaping him as Jens roughly shoved into him over and over. He couldn't balance to stroke himself, but that didn't matter with Jens' cock sliding over his prostate and fur gliding along his back. Once they were knotted he could jerk himself off.
As though his thought had summoned it, Jared felt something larger start pressing at his hole on every thrust, and realised that he was about to be knotted. This time instead of fear, he was overcome by a wave of arousal and started begging for it.
“Oh yes, that's it Jens, please, knot me! Shove it in, knot your bitch, make me your mate!”
He didn't know what he was saying, just that it felt right. The pleasure-pain of Jens' knot splitting him open and shoving inside made him cry out, a wordless howl that Jens immediately echoed.
The dog's hips soon slowed, unable to thrust any more as they were tied, and Jared felt Jens' hot breath panting over the back of his neck.
“Oh fuck that was intense,” Jared gasped, still hard and aching, wanting to get off but unable to with Jens' full weight on his back.
As though reading his mind, Jens shifted so that his front paws were on the bed either side of Jared. It didn't give him much room, but it was just enough to slide one hand underneath himself and wrap around his own cock. A few quick strokes were all it took, with the knot pressing against all sorts of interesting places inside of himself at the same time, and he was soon whimpering through his release.
Coming down from the high, Jared felt Jens licking his shoulders and the back of his neck, apparently quite content. Twisting his head, Jared looked up at the dog.
“Okay, that was awesome,” he muttered sleepily. “We're so doing that again.”
He could feel Jens' tail wagging, matching his own smile.
Author:
chef_geekier
Genre: RPS PWP
Characters, Pairing(s): J2, JDM, OCs.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,816
Kinks/Warnings: This part: Sentient bestiality, knotting
Summary: Jensen is a werewolf from an old-school pack. Upon reaching maturity he's been sent on a mating quest to find the mate to bear his cubs. Instead, he finds Jared, and decides that he'd make a better mate than some delicate female anyway. Now to convince the human of that.
A/N: ZOMG, so sorry this took so long! Why's it so hard to write dogporn? I've read enough of it, should be able to write it! Anyway, the boys are finally getting it on and I have an idea for how to do the reveal. Let's see if I can force the muse back on track.
Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three
Jensen huffed a sort of laugh when Jared blearily wiped himself off with the sheet, then curled up away from the wet patch and fell asleep, one arm thrown across Jensen. He waited until the human was deep in slumber, then slipped off the bed. The problem of how to reveal himself when the time came was growing difficult to ignore. For now, though, he wanted to give his human a gift, something to say that Jensen really did care about him.
It was a simple matter to sneak outside. After only a few minutes he found what he'd been looking for and took the present, heading back home.
He felt his tail twitching at that. Home. He'd never really considered living away from his pack, but now he was all too eager to turn Jared's house into a den for them both.
Climbing back up the stairs, Jensen's tail started up again when he saw Jared sitting up in bed, looking around and blinking blearily like a confused cub. Jensen jumped back up onto the bed and dropped his gift into his human's lap, then curled around him to provide the maximum amount of contact.
Jared laughed and combed his fingers through Jensen's ruff.
“You got me flowers? Man, now I really feel like the bitch in the relationship.” He paused, and Jensen sniffed the air. Why was Jared nervous?
“You, ah... you really are too smart to be a regular dog. Jeff was right about that. And that you don't look much like a normal dog. Should I be worried? Like, are you gonna go all Cujo on me if you don't like something I say?”
Not being able to reach Jared's face, Jensen made do with licking the man's hand. It coaxed a laugh from him, and Jensen knew that it was going to be all right.
“Yeah, okay, I'm a sucker for that tongue of yours and you know it.”
Jensen continued to lick at whatever skin he could reach - which given Jared's state of undress was 'lots of it' - and Jared soon laughed and tried to wrestle with him again. They eventually wound up curled around each other in the middle of the bed, blankets and pillows around them almost forming a nest. Jensen slowly fell asleep to the feel of Jared stroking the fur along his side, perfectly content.
~*~
Jared watched as Jens fell asleep, trying to keep the worry from creeping back. If he wanted to, the dog could cause a lot of damage. Sure, he'd been friendly so far where Jared was concerned, but still...
After a few minutes, he managed to shrug off the unease. So Jens might be sentient somehow. He still had great self-control. Jared glanced over at the uprooted flowers that he'd been given and smiled again. At least the dog had some idea about human courtship.
~*~
The next day before work, Jared got a collar and registered Jens properly. He didn't want to risk his... well, his lover, if he was honest, getting lost or taken away. The dog didn't seem all that keen on the collar, but he allowed Jared to fit it around his neck.
“Attaboy,” Jared patted him and managed to get close enough to press a kiss to the top of Jens' head. “You gotta keep this on, okay? So people know you're not a stray, or dangerous or whatever. It means I want to keep you here with me.”
At that, Jens twisted and licked at Jared's face and mouth, and Jared smiled.
“Yeah, that's - ah! No! Not in the mouth!” Jared fell back, laughing, as Jens continued to lick over his face and occasionally into his mouth. He knew that it was an odd hang-up to have, especially since he'd had the dog's dick in his mouth, but he didn't want to suck on a dog tongue.
They ended up with Jared on his back, Jens laying across his torso. Jared wrapped his arms around the dog and nuzzled into him, before glancing up at the clock on the wall.
“Dammit, I gotta go to work. I'm sorry Jens, I'll be back later tonight...” he looked back at Jens, who didn't move from his spot. “C'mon, get off... I need to go to work.”
Jens looked at him, then lowered his head and seemed to grin. His tail was twitching, and Jared could tell the dog knew he was being cheeky.
“You beast. If I don't work, I can't buy food or pay bills... Move, you great big lug.”
After a few moments, Jens huffed and climbed to his feet. Jared ruffled the dog's fur before hurrying upstairs to get changed.
~*~
Jensen lay in front of the door, waiting. He hadn't counted on feeling so lonely without his chosen human near him at all times, and wondered what Jared was doing. It made him feel a little guilty that he didn't even know what Jared did for a living. All he knew was that he wanted him back home.
Every hour or so, he moved from the door to the bedroom. There was a large window to one side where he could rest his chin as he stared outside, inhaling the strong scent of Jaredmatemine in the room as he waited.
Acting like a lovelorn girl irked him, but Jensen couldn't help it. His human was out there, all alone, unprotected. What if someone tried to hurt Jared? What if someone else tried to claim him as mate? He was so wrapped up in his misery that it took a few seconds for the figure walking down the road to register in his brain.
As soon as he recognised Jared coming home, Jensen raced down the stairs and sat beside the door, whole body nearly trembling in excitement. It was slightly disturbing being this dependant, but as soon as Jared made it through the door Jensen didn't care about the neediness. He was far more concerned about the fact that Jared smelled like other people.
“Hey, easy boy,” Jared laughed as Jensen jumped up, trying to rub his scent against his person instead. The human obviously didn't know what he was trying to do, but that was okay. “Yeah yeah, I missed you too. Wanna go for a walk?”
Jensen paused in his jumping and glared. Oh no. No way was he going to be subjected to being walked like a common pet. The collar was bad enough.
“Fine,” Jared rolled his eyes and patted Jensen's head, which alleviated some of his concern. “Come on, I'm starving. Let's have dinner.”
That was certainly a plan Jensen could appreciate, so he followed Jared into the kitchen, always staying close.
~*~
As he ate, Jared grew more and more nervous. He'd been thinking about last night all day, what it had felt like to actually do those sorts of things with a dog, and had found himself uncomfortably aroused for much of the day. Thankfully his job left him plenty of time working alone, and he'd looked up some more information on his phone. No way was he going to risk someone in tech support finding out about his dirty secret.
Going into the pharmacy on the way home to buy lube was one of the most mortifying experiences of his life, but Jared knew he was going to need it. He wasn't going to try taking something as big as Jens' knot without stretching himself first, and somehow he didn't think that leftover hand lotion was quite going to cut it this time.
Jens seemed to sense his nerves, and as soon as Jared was putting his dishes in the sink, the big dog was by his side again, nose nudging up under his t-shirt to lick at the skin there. Jared looked down and smiled weakly.
“Hey boy, it's okay. I'm just nervous...”
At that, Jens backed up a bit and sat down, head tilting to an angle, clearly confused. Jared laughed and decided that actually cleaning the dishes could wait. He had a dog to fuck.
“C'mon. Been thinking about this all day. Time for me to bend over properly.” As he moved towards his bedroom, Jared could feel the dog right behind him, nose nudging the back of his thighs every now and again.
When they got to the bedroom, Jared made quick work of undressing. Jens leapt up onto the bed and sat, staring at him, reminding Jared just how eerily smart the dog was. At that, Jared pulled the three small bottles of lube he'd bought out of his jacket pockets and held them out for inspection.
“So, uh... I checked to make sure that they're all edible and stuff... 'cause you really seem to like using your tongue, and I really like it too. Um, is there a... particular flavour...” Jared trailed off, embarrassment stealing his voice.
Jens looked up at him, then his tail started wagging and he let out a series of short barks that sounded suspiciously like laughter. Before Jared could feel offended over being laughed at by a dog though, Jens came forward and sniffed at the three tubes on offer. He quickly took hold of one and with a flick of his head, tossed it across the room.
“Okay,” Jared grinned. “No banana. Promise I won't get that again. So, watermelon or chocolate?”
The dog sniffed both, then sat back on his haunches and tilted his head. Jared stared back for a moment, before it clicked.
“Oh! You don't mind?” At that, Jens' tail thumped against the covers in what Jared assumed was agreement. “Okay.” He flipped the tubes open and gingerly sniffed them before shrugging. “Watermelon it is. So, uh... let's get moving.”
It took more effort than he'd thought it would, but after a few deep breaths Jared moved to lean against the dresser. This position left him slightly bent over, enough to reach his own hole without putting him low enough to be mounted yet.
Mounted. Jared felt himself flush with embarrassment. Even as he slicked up his fingers and heard the whine from the bed, he wondered how he'd gotten this far in such a short amount of time. It had only been a few days since his fiance had stormed out, and now he was about to bend over and let a dog shove its cock up his ass.
“What am I doing?” He paused, a sudden rush of fear flowing through him. “I must be insane!”
Before he could lose his nerve completely, he felt a large furry mass at his side. Jens gently butted his head against Jared's hip and licked at the skin briefly.
~*~
Jensen could smell the fear growing stronger, threatening to erase the arousal completely. He saw that Jared had gone soft, body unable to accept the war within his mind, and Jensen knew he had to do something to fix the problem.
So he fell back on the method that seemed to work so far - he licked gently at Jared's hip and nuzzled into him, trying to convey the message that he didn't have to do this. Soon Jared's scent lightened again, and a large hand came down to ruffle Jensen's ears.
“Thanks boy,” Jared sounded like he was smiling again, which was good. “Just an attack of nerves. This is all happening so fast, y'know?”
Jensen leaned into the touch. He was amazed himself at just how fast things were moving, and didn't want to pressure his intended mate into anything he wasn't ready for. Instead, he gently took Jared's wrist in his mouth and tried to pull him towards the bed.
“What? I can't just... Jens, I need to get ready first.”
Jensen huffed and rolled his eyes. He really should have guessed that his actions would be misinterpreted. At times like this he missed being able to speak. To try and get the message across, Jensen released Jared's wrist and turned, jumping back up onto the bed with ease. He stretched out on his side, head against the pillows, and closed his eyes. Shortly after, he felt the bed dip as Jared lay on it, curled so that he could rest his head on Jensen's side.
“Thanks,” Jared whispered. “I'm gonna do this, I know I am. Just... thanks for not pushing me.”
Jensen let out a brief whine. Jared should know that Jensen wouldn't pressure him into anything he wasn't ready for. That wasn't what a good mate did.
They lay together for several minutes, and Jensen nearly dozed off - until he felt Jared moving, and heard the man's breathing getting heavier. He kept his eyes closed, hoping that it meant they were doing this but afraid to look.
The smell of arousal and artificial watermelon was heightened by the low moan that Jared let out, and Jensen finally opened his eyes to confirm his hope. Jared was moving two fingers in and out of himself, face buried in the fur of Jensen's flank the whole time.
“Jens...” Jared whispered, arm speeding up despite the angle. Jensen could feel himself sliding out of his sheath, eager to finally lay his claim. After what felt like a lifetime, but was probably only a few minutes, Jared removed his fingers and rolled up onto his hands and knees.
“C'mon boy,” he panted, and Jensen could see the man's hard cock bobbing in the air. “Let's do this.”
Jensen wasted no time in moving behind Jared, and immediately started licking at his ass. The fake-watermelon taste wasn't too bad, especially when mixed with the all-male taste of Jared. Not to mention the noises Jared was making as this time Jensen's tongue could slip inside him properly. Thank you Mother Night, Jensen thought as his tail wagged in arousal.
By the time he deemed Jared ready, the man was little more than a whimpering mess. He'd collapsed onto his forearms, knees spread wide as he begged for Jensen to fuck him. Jensen had no intention of making his mate wait any longer, and quickly jumped up to clamp his forelegs around Jared's torso, hips jabbing to try and line himself up.
It took a few tries, as neither of them were used to this act, but soon Jensen felt himself slide into Jared, and pure instinct took over. His hips were moving faster than he'd thought possible, revelling in the tight feel of Jared around him as he thrust mindlessly. Jared was moaning, long and low as he was pounded hard. Jensen was pleased that his mate mymatemybitchmine was holding still for him, letting Jensen breed him properly.
This was bliss.
~*~
This was bliss.
Jared couldn't help the sounds that were escaping him as Jens roughly shoved into him over and over. He couldn't balance to stroke himself, but that didn't matter with Jens' cock sliding over his prostate and fur gliding along his back. Once they were knotted he could jerk himself off.
As though his thought had summoned it, Jared felt something larger start pressing at his hole on every thrust, and realised that he was about to be knotted. This time instead of fear, he was overcome by a wave of arousal and started begging for it.
“Oh yes, that's it Jens, please, knot me! Shove it in, knot your bitch, make me your mate!”
He didn't know what he was saying, just that it felt right. The pleasure-pain of Jens' knot splitting him open and shoving inside made him cry out, a wordless howl that Jens immediately echoed.
The dog's hips soon slowed, unable to thrust any more as they were tied, and Jared felt Jens' hot breath panting over the back of his neck.
“Oh fuck that was intense,” Jared gasped, still hard and aching, wanting to get off but unable to with Jens' full weight on his back.
As though reading his mind, Jens shifted so that his front paws were on the bed either side of Jared. It didn't give him much room, but it was just enough to slide one hand underneath himself and wrap around his own cock. A few quick strokes were all it took, with the knot pressing against all sorts of interesting places inside of himself at the same time, and he was soon whimpering through his release.
Coming down from the high, Jared felt Jens licking his shoulders and the back of his neck, apparently quite content. Twisting his head, Jared looked up at the dog.
“Okay, that was awesome,” he muttered sleepily. “We're so doing that again.”
He could feel Jens' tail wagging, matching his own smile.