SMPC: Merry Christmas (I Miss You) (Fic)
Title: Merry Christmas (I Miss You)
Author: chef_geekier
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 2100ish
Warnings: Phone sex and masturbation.
Summary: Jared and Jensen are spending their first Christmas as a couple away from each other. Jared's feeling insecure about how Jensen feels. He really shouldn't.
Note: While technically set in my Valentine's verse, all you need to know is that the Js are at college and are in a relationship. Yay for managing to write porn! And first attempt at phone sex. I still find it funny.
Despite appearances, Jared was not nervous. Sure he and Jensen were spending their first Christmas as a couple apart, but that didn't mean anything. So Jensen would be staying on campus, having too much coursework to justify driving all the way back home, while Jared would be at home with his parents. So beautiful, confident Jensen would be all on his own without Jared there to stake his claim...
Aw, hell. He was nervous. He'd never had a serious relationship before, and Jensen was the love of his life, he knew it. Jared was often scared that Jensen wasn't as invested as he was, that one day Jensen would move on to someone else. Chris quite happily told him that he was an idiot for even considering it, but his fears wouldn't be quelled.
The night before he had to leave, Jared was curled up with Jensen. They were really too big to share the ridiculous bed in Jensen's dorm, so they tended to just pull the mattress onto the floor and make a nest of blankets and sleeping bags. Jensen had been lucky enough to snag a single, so at least they didn't have to worry about a room mate - Jared's room mate was a particularly uptight straight-A student who hated being disturbed while studying.
“You've got the presents for my folks, right?” Jensen asked sleepily. Jared nodded against Jensen's shoulder.
“Yeah, packed 'em with the stuff for mine. It's cool Chris is letting me have his truck.”
“He'll be too busy to use it,” Jensen shrugged. “I think he's got even more work than I do. That's what he gets for being a dick.”
Jared stifled a laugh and curled in closer. He was taller than Jensen now that they'd both stopped growing, and it was nice to be wrapped around his boyfriend. They'd been together for just over ten months, best friends for years before that, and they'd experimented enough to know their favourite roles and positions, and Jared was usually the one holding Jensen.
“Gonna miss you,” Jared finally admitted. Jensen just reached up and patted his arm where it was slung across Jensen's chest.
“I know, but it's only a few days. We'll still talk on the phone. You'll be back before you know it, and then you'll be bitching about how much you miss your mom's cooking.”
With that, Jensen seemed to fall asleep. Jared stayed up a little longer, trying to etch the memory into his brain for when he got lonely on the long trip home.
-J2- -J2- -J2-
On Christmas Eve, Jared lay in his childhood bedroom missing Jensen so much that it hurt. He wanted to call, but wasn't sure if it was too clingy. He'd had fun with his family, of course, and there was little better than eating his mom's home-cooked food, especially after living on college rations for so long. But nothing could replace having Jensen with him.
Suddenly his phone rang, startling Jared out of his reverie. He quickly answered, not wanting to disturb anyone else in the house.
“Hello?”
“Hey Jay.” In two words, Jared's mood lifted.
“Jensen,” he grinned as he spoke. “I thought you'd be asleep, or working, or something.”
“I was working,” Jensen agreed easily, “but it's Christmas. I can take a break. You not too tired?”
“Nah. Think everyone else is asleep, but I'm too used to going out with Chris every few nights.”
“Good,” Jensen's voice dropped to something low, smooth and sensual. “I miss having your cock in my mouth.”
Jared flinched in shock, so much that he nearly fell off the bed.
“Wha?”
“It's a perfect mouthful, warm and heavy on my tongue. I love sucking you down, making you fall apart with just my mouth. Or when I just suck at the end, use one hand to stroke you, and fondle your balls with the other. You have a lovely sac, you know? Nice and full and firm.”
Jared struggled to swallow. All of his blood was rushing to his cock, and he could hardly believe what he was hearing.
“I, uh...” he stammered for a moment, before getting the words to come out properly. “I love you sucking me too...”
“That's my boy. C'mon Jared, talk to me. I'm lonely and horny, bet you are too. Tell me what you'd do to me if I was there.”
“Jen! I'm in my parents' house!”
“Yeah,” Jared could hear the smirk in Jensen's words. “Think about it. Think about me, naked and spread on your childhood bed. What would you do to me under those glow-in-the-dark star stickers on your ceiling? With your old toys up on the shelf watching? Knowing your mom could come in at any moment?”
Jared thrust one hand down his sleep pants, grasping his cock firmly. He'd known Jensen was a talker, but this was a whole new level. He licked his lips and pictured it, his gorgeous boyfriend naked on top of the childish Star Wars bedspread.
“I... I'd take my time watching you,” Jared finally started speaking his fantasy aloud. “You always look so good. I'd tell you to lie on you stomach, and I'd run my hands all over your body.”
“That's it Jay,” Jensen murmured. Jared could hear movement through the phone, and realised Jensen was following his instructions. That just got him even hotter.
“I'd start at your shoulders,” he picked up again. “Run down your sides and legs and back up, getting closer to...”
“Yes, Jared,” Jensen encouraged him.
“Getting closer to your ass. I'd just keep slowly touching until you were begging for more. We'd need to be quiet, but I'd wait until you were desperate for more. Then I'd grab your ass, spread your cheeks and start licking you.”
“Yeah...” Jensen groaned. “Love it when you rim me. Remember the first time? When I went down on you, and you thought it was dirty? You've come a long way since then.”
“I love eating you out,” Jared smiled. He started slowly stroking his cock as he talked, needing some relief. “I'd circle your hole, wait until you were shoving back at me the way you do. Then I'd lick at you, push my tongue in as far as I could. I'd get you all sloppy and wet, and you'd be trying to rub yourself against the bed.”
“You always tease,” Jensen gasped. “I'd have to bite down on the pillow to keep silent, but you'd just keep teasing me.”
“I'd wait until you were whimpering into the pillow. Then I'd slip my finger into you, alongside my tongue. You'd try to fuck yourself on my face, but I'd just bite at you until you behaved.”
“Love when you use your teeth. I'd be writhing on your bed, trying to get you to hurry up. Would you give me relief, or would you torture me?”
“I'd give you another finger, then another, get you loose and sloppy with lube. Wait until you were bucking on my fingers. I'd stretch you out, but I wouldn't touch your prostate. I'd keep you on the edge for as long as I could, see when you broke and started begging.”
“Yes, Jared,” Jensen was groaning, and Jared started stroking himself harder.
“Jen, tell me what you're doing to yourself, I need to know,” Jared begged.
“Got three fingers in me,” Jensen panted. “Imagining they're yours, oh, please Jay, please give it to me!”
“Oh yeah,” Jared groaned, picturing Jensen fingering himself. “That's it. I'd... when you were nice and desperate, all wet and ready, then I'd get you to suck me, get me all wet, get me ready to take you.”
“Mph,” Jensen made an odd noise, and Jared tried to work out what it was. There was a slurping sound, and then Jensen explained. “Got a little toy here. Not as good as your cock, but it'll do for now. Please, tell me you'll fuck me now!”
“Not yet,” Jared growled out, eyes shut tight. “Suck it some more. Get it wet, get it ready.”
The sucking sounds started again, and Jared had to grip the base of his cock to stop from coming already. He didn't want this to end so quickly.
“That's it Jen,” he encouraged. “Suck me nice and deep, get every inch wet. Gonna give it to you hard, you'll feel it for days.”
“Hhhmmmmm...” Jensen hummed around his toy, and Jared wished he could see what was happening. There was an audible 'pop', and Jensen started begging again. “Jay, it's all wet, it'll slide in nice and easy, please!”
“Okay,” Jared nodded senselessly. “Okay. Once you got me all wet, then I'd get you on your back. I'd get between your legs, make you spread yourself as wide as you could.”
“Yeah, I'm doing it,” Jensen confirmed breathlessly. “Please Jared, need you to fuck me! Need to feel you in me!”
“First I'd just kiss your hole with my dick,” Jared contradicted him. “Just light touches, get your body keyed up even more. Then I'd go slow, push into you, take my time. You'd be trying to get me to go faster, but you wouldn't be able to move enough.”
“Oh yes... please, Jay... need more...”
“Not yet,” Jared was slowly stroking himself. “By now I'd be about half in, and you'd be begging for more. You'd get those gorgeous tears in your eyes, you'd be so frustrated.”
“Please, I need... Jay I need you...”
“Then I'd stop...”
“No! Jared, come back!”
“Then I'd slam into you as hard as you need!”
“Yes!” Jensen's voice called out, and Jared knew he was shoving the toy into himself nice and hard.
“I'd give you a proper fucking,” Jared's voice felt like gravel as he started properly jerking himself. “You wouldn't be able to move, you'd just hold onto me and beg for more.”
“Yes, Jay, I... Ah!”
“That's it, I'd get the angle right and keep ploughing into you. You'd try to grab your own cock, but you wouldn't be able to keep time properly. I'd be shoving into you too hard, and you'd love it.”
“I do love it,” Jensen's voice was breaking, and Jared could hear the sounds of him fucking himself.
“I'd keep going, just like that, and you'd take it all like you do, like you were made for it. You'd beg me to keep fucking you forever, here in the room I grew up in. You'd get off on seeing my childhood posters and toys, you'd get off on knowing that you were getting fucked where I had my first fantasies, where I first learned about physical pleasure.”
“So dirty, so good, so... so much, need you Jared, need you to fuck me...”
“I know you do. I'd wait until I was almost ready to come, then I'd shove your hands away and grab your cock for myself. I'd stroke you nice and hard, until you came all over yourself. Some of it would run down your sides, and get my Star Wars sheets all dirty, just like the dirty boy you are.”
“Yes! Ah!”
“Come on Jensen,” Jared goaded. “Come for me. Show me what a dirty boy you are.”
“Ah! Jared, yes!” There was a long, low groan, and Jared knew Jensen was coming. Quickly, Jared finished off the fantasy.
“I'd... I'd wait until you were coming,” he ground out, hand moving faster and faster along his own cock, “then you'd clench down around me. Fuck Jen, your muscles... I'd try to keep going... as long... as long as I could, but you'd... you'd pull it right out of me... Fuck! Jensen!” He screwed his eyes shut and bit his lip to keep from shouting as his orgasm hit, spurting all over his hand. He kept breathing hard through it, collapsing back onto his bed in a boneless heap once it passed.
The sound of hard breathing came through the phone, followed by a low chuckle.
“Well, that was fun,” Jensen panted. “Still miss you. You're gonna do all that as soon as you get back here, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Jared agreed. “Phone sex for the win.”
“Heh. I'd better go clean up and get some sleep. Sleep well Jay, and merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas to you too, Jen.” Jared was about to hang up when he paused. “Hey, Jensen?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, idiot.”
Author: chef_geekier
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 2100ish
Warnings: Phone sex and masturbation.
Summary: Jared and Jensen are spending their first Christmas as a couple away from each other. Jared's feeling insecure about how Jensen feels. He really shouldn't.
Note: While technically set in my Valentine's verse, all you need to know is that the Js are at college and are in a relationship. Yay for managing to write porn! And first attempt at phone sex. I still find it funny.
Despite appearances, Jared was not nervous. Sure he and Jensen were spending their first Christmas as a couple apart, but that didn't mean anything. So Jensen would be staying on campus, having too much coursework to justify driving all the way back home, while Jared would be at home with his parents. So beautiful, confident Jensen would be all on his own without Jared there to stake his claim...
Aw, hell. He was nervous. He'd never had a serious relationship before, and Jensen was the love of his life, he knew it. Jared was often scared that Jensen wasn't as invested as he was, that one day Jensen would move on to someone else. Chris quite happily told him that he was an idiot for even considering it, but his fears wouldn't be quelled.
The night before he had to leave, Jared was curled up with Jensen. They were really too big to share the ridiculous bed in Jensen's dorm, so they tended to just pull the mattress onto the floor and make a nest of blankets and sleeping bags. Jensen had been lucky enough to snag a single, so at least they didn't have to worry about a room mate - Jared's room mate was a particularly uptight straight-A student who hated being disturbed while studying.
“You've got the presents for my folks, right?” Jensen asked sleepily. Jared nodded against Jensen's shoulder.
“Yeah, packed 'em with the stuff for mine. It's cool Chris is letting me have his truck.”
“He'll be too busy to use it,” Jensen shrugged. “I think he's got even more work than I do. That's what he gets for being a dick.”
Jared stifled a laugh and curled in closer. He was taller than Jensen now that they'd both stopped growing, and it was nice to be wrapped around his boyfriend. They'd been together for just over ten months, best friends for years before that, and they'd experimented enough to know their favourite roles and positions, and Jared was usually the one holding Jensen.
“Gonna miss you,” Jared finally admitted. Jensen just reached up and patted his arm where it was slung across Jensen's chest.
“I know, but it's only a few days. We'll still talk on the phone. You'll be back before you know it, and then you'll be bitching about how much you miss your mom's cooking.”
With that, Jensen seemed to fall asleep. Jared stayed up a little longer, trying to etch the memory into his brain for when he got lonely on the long trip home.
-J2- -J2- -J2-
On Christmas Eve, Jared lay in his childhood bedroom missing Jensen so much that it hurt. He wanted to call, but wasn't sure if it was too clingy. He'd had fun with his family, of course, and there was little better than eating his mom's home-cooked food, especially after living on college rations for so long. But nothing could replace having Jensen with him.
Suddenly his phone rang, startling Jared out of his reverie. He quickly answered, not wanting to disturb anyone else in the house.
“Hello?”
“Hey Jay.” In two words, Jared's mood lifted.
“Jensen,” he grinned as he spoke. “I thought you'd be asleep, or working, or something.”
“I was working,” Jensen agreed easily, “but it's Christmas. I can take a break. You not too tired?”
“Nah. Think everyone else is asleep, but I'm too used to going out with Chris every few nights.”
“Good,” Jensen's voice dropped to something low, smooth and sensual. “I miss having your cock in my mouth.”
Jared flinched in shock, so much that he nearly fell off the bed.
“Wha?”
“It's a perfect mouthful, warm and heavy on my tongue. I love sucking you down, making you fall apart with just my mouth. Or when I just suck at the end, use one hand to stroke you, and fondle your balls with the other. You have a lovely sac, you know? Nice and full and firm.”
Jared struggled to swallow. All of his blood was rushing to his cock, and he could hardly believe what he was hearing.
“I, uh...” he stammered for a moment, before getting the words to come out properly. “I love you sucking me too...”
“That's my boy. C'mon Jared, talk to me. I'm lonely and horny, bet you are too. Tell me what you'd do to me if I was there.”
“Jen! I'm in my parents' house!”
“Yeah,” Jared could hear the smirk in Jensen's words. “Think about it. Think about me, naked and spread on your childhood bed. What would you do to me under those glow-in-the-dark star stickers on your ceiling? With your old toys up on the shelf watching? Knowing your mom could come in at any moment?”
Jared thrust one hand down his sleep pants, grasping his cock firmly. He'd known Jensen was a talker, but this was a whole new level. He licked his lips and pictured it, his gorgeous boyfriend naked on top of the childish Star Wars bedspread.
“I... I'd take my time watching you,” Jared finally started speaking his fantasy aloud. “You always look so good. I'd tell you to lie on you stomach, and I'd run my hands all over your body.”
“That's it Jay,” Jensen murmured. Jared could hear movement through the phone, and realised Jensen was following his instructions. That just got him even hotter.
“I'd start at your shoulders,” he picked up again. “Run down your sides and legs and back up, getting closer to...”
“Yes, Jared,” Jensen encouraged him.
“Getting closer to your ass. I'd just keep slowly touching until you were begging for more. We'd need to be quiet, but I'd wait until you were desperate for more. Then I'd grab your ass, spread your cheeks and start licking you.”
“Yeah...” Jensen groaned. “Love it when you rim me. Remember the first time? When I went down on you, and you thought it was dirty? You've come a long way since then.”
“I love eating you out,” Jared smiled. He started slowly stroking his cock as he talked, needing some relief. “I'd circle your hole, wait until you were shoving back at me the way you do. Then I'd lick at you, push my tongue in as far as I could. I'd get you all sloppy and wet, and you'd be trying to rub yourself against the bed.”
“You always tease,” Jensen gasped. “I'd have to bite down on the pillow to keep silent, but you'd just keep teasing me.”
“I'd wait until you were whimpering into the pillow. Then I'd slip my finger into you, alongside my tongue. You'd try to fuck yourself on my face, but I'd just bite at you until you behaved.”
“Love when you use your teeth. I'd be writhing on your bed, trying to get you to hurry up. Would you give me relief, or would you torture me?”
“I'd give you another finger, then another, get you loose and sloppy with lube. Wait until you were bucking on my fingers. I'd stretch you out, but I wouldn't touch your prostate. I'd keep you on the edge for as long as I could, see when you broke and started begging.”
“Yes, Jared,” Jensen was groaning, and Jared started stroking himself harder.
“Jen, tell me what you're doing to yourself, I need to know,” Jared begged.
“Got three fingers in me,” Jensen panted. “Imagining they're yours, oh, please Jay, please give it to me!”
“Oh yeah,” Jared groaned, picturing Jensen fingering himself. “That's it. I'd... when you were nice and desperate, all wet and ready, then I'd get you to suck me, get me all wet, get me ready to take you.”
“Mph,” Jensen made an odd noise, and Jared tried to work out what it was. There was a slurping sound, and then Jensen explained. “Got a little toy here. Not as good as your cock, but it'll do for now. Please, tell me you'll fuck me now!”
“Not yet,” Jared growled out, eyes shut tight. “Suck it some more. Get it wet, get it ready.”
The sucking sounds started again, and Jared had to grip the base of his cock to stop from coming already. He didn't want this to end so quickly.
“That's it Jen,” he encouraged. “Suck me nice and deep, get every inch wet. Gonna give it to you hard, you'll feel it for days.”
“Hhhmmmmm...” Jensen hummed around his toy, and Jared wished he could see what was happening. There was an audible 'pop', and Jensen started begging again. “Jay, it's all wet, it'll slide in nice and easy, please!”
“Okay,” Jared nodded senselessly. “Okay. Once you got me all wet, then I'd get you on your back. I'd get between your legs, make you spread yourself as wide as you could.”
“Yeah, I'm doing it,” Jensen confirmed breathlessly. “Please Jared, need you to fuck me! Need to feel you in me!”
“First I'd just kiss your hole with my dick,” Jared contradicted him. “Just light touches, get your body keyed up even more. Then I'd go slow, push into you, take my time. You'd be trying to get me to go faster, but you wouldn't be able to move enough.”
“Oh yes... please, Jay... need more...”
“Not yet,” Jared was slowly stroking himself. “By now I'd be about half in, and you'd be begging for more. You'd get those gorgeous tears in your eyes, you'd be so frustrated.”
“Please, I need... Jay I need you...”
“Then I'd stop...”
“No! Jared, come back!”
“Then I'd slam into you as hard as you need!”
“Yes!” Jensen's voice called out, and Jared knew he was shoving the toy into himself nice and hard.
“I'd give you a proper fucking,” Jared's voice felt like gravel as he started properly jerking himself. “You wouldn't be able to move, you'd just hold onto me and beg for more.”
“Yes, Jay, I... Ah!”
“That's it, I'd get the angle right and keep ploughing into you. You'd try to grab your own cock, but you wouldn't be able to keep time properly. I'd be shoving into you too hard, and you'd love it.”
“I do love it,” Jensen's voice was breaking, and Jared could hear the sounds of him fucking himself.
“I'd keep going, just like that, and you'd take it all like you do, like you were made for it. You'd beg me to keep fucking you forever, here in the room I grew up in. You'd get off on seeing my childhood posters and toys, you'd get off on knowing that you were getting fucked where I had my first fantasies, where I first learned about physical pleasure.”
“So dirty, so good, so... so much, need you Jared, need you to fuck me...”
“I know you do. I'd wait until I was almost ready to come, then I'd shove your hands away and grab your cock for myself. I'd stroke you nice and hard, until you came all over yourself. Some of it would run down your sides, and get my Star Wars sheets all dirty, just like the dirty boy you are.”
“Yes! Ah!”
“Come on Jensen,” Jared goaded. “Come for me. Show me what a dirty boy you are.”
“Ah! Jared, yes!” There was a long, low groan, and Jared knew Jensen was coming. Quickly, Jared finished off the fantasy.
“I'd... I'd wait until you were coming,” he ground out, hand moving faster and faster along his own cock, “then you'd clench down around me. Fuck Jen, your muscles... I'd try to keep going... as long... as long as I could, but you'd... you'd pull it right out of me... Fuck! Jensen!” He screwed his eyes shut and bit his lip to keep from shouting as his orgasm hit, spurting all over his hand. He kept breathing hard through it, collapsing back onto his bed in a boneless heap once it passed.
The sound of hard breathing came through the phone, followed by a low chuckle.
“Well, that was fun,” Jensen panted. “Still miss you. You're gonna do all that as soon as you get back here, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Jared agreed. “Phone sex for the win.”
“Heh. I'd better go clean up and get some sleep. Sleep well Jay, and merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas to you too, Jen.” Jared was about to hang up when he paused. “Hey, Jensen?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, idiot.”