Take Me Away [R] Jared/Jensen
Title: Take Me Away
Author: hd_obsession
Rating: R
Warnings: None.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 1134
Summary: Jensen has to get Jared a birthday present.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves and each other and this isn’t true, probably.
A/N: This is also for notjustroomates prompt of how Jared and Jensen celebrate Jared's birthday Thank you to matalinolukaret for everything! (There is a reference to the fic I wrote for Jensen’s birthday here but reading that is not necessary)
Jensen is a procrastinator, he knows this, but he really didn’t mean to leave Jared’s birthday present to the last minute. He didn’t think he’d reach the day of his birthday and still not have a present. He has no idea what to get Jared, especially after Jared made Jensen’s own birthday amazing; he got engaged for cryin’ out loud!
So Jensen scours the Internet to try and find the perfect gift, but nothing screams Jared at him. Everything is overplayed and not enough. He checks his e-mail and sees that Jared sent him a link to something that he thinks is hilarious. Jensen’s kind of hesitant to open the link because Jared is prone to send him YouTube videos of the things that Jared thinks are funny but in reality are plain stupid (in Jensen’s opinion at least).
He clicks on the link and is taken to a page with a lion singing. And then a tiger. And suddenly he’s struck with an idea. He gets to the lion again before he realizes he’s singing along and wants to bang his head against something.
Jensen exits out of that page and starts doing some research for the best present ever.
“Honey, I’m home,” Jared says as he comes through the front door. Jensen looks up from the random movie on TV and smiles at him, shaking his head at how big of a dork his fiancée is. And Jensen will never tire of saying that, fiancée.
“Hey Jared,” Jensen greets him as Jared grins brightly at him and leans down to kiss him. Jensen reaches a hand up to tangle his fingers through Jared’s hair, a reflex every time they kiss, and feels Jared smile against his lips as Jensen’s ring catches in Jared’s hair a little. Jared pulls away, lips red and wet and Jensen just wants to kiss him again. He resists because he can hear Jared’s stomach growling and they’ll have time for that later.
He gets up and finishes the preparations for dinner, cutting the salad and warming up the potatoes and Jensen can hear Jared getting the plates and the glasses out as he sets the table.
Jensen takes the steak out from where it’s been warming in the oven and he can practically feel Jared’s mega-watt grin. He turns around to face him and sees the grin and can’t help but smile back.
“That’s a really pretty picture you make. You and steak, two of my favorite things,” Jared drawls, all Texas and heat.
Jensen pulls the bag of sour rainbow stripes out of his back pocket and holds them up for Jared to see and Jared’s eyes actually twinkle when he realizes what they are and he starts laughing.
“My mistake, three of my favorite things,” Jared corrects himself and Jensen smiles at him.
“Happy Birthday baby,” Jensen says, and places the steak and candy on the table as he leans down to kiss Jared.
They both settle in to eat, talking about each other’s days and other random conversation. Jared complains about being thrown around on set and how his back is killing him and Jensen promises him a massage later. They finish eating and clean up, washing and drying dishes side by side at the sink.
Jared and Jensen both dry their hands off and Jensen moves to the fridge to take out the cake he made. It’s confetti cake with sprinkles and topped with chocolate frosting with more sprinkles, just how Jared likes it. Jared grins again, huge and genuine, and grabs Jensen, leaning down to kiss him.
Jensen pulls pack and reaches over to get the knife and then takes the cake and knife upstairs, Jared following him. He puts the plate and knife on the bedside table because they’re gonna need the energy later, and tells Jared to strip. Jared complies, putting on a show for Jensen as his hips move and shake, dancing to some unknown song.
Jensen watches, heat bubbling in his belly at the way Jared’s muscles flex, at the smooth skin being revealed, at Jared’s teasing smirk. Jared is finally naked, cock jutting out proudly, half-hard and ready for some action.
“Get on the bed and lie on your stomach Jared,” Jensen says, “let’s do your massage first and get those kinks out.”
Jared lies down, and glances over his shoulder at Jensen as Jensen starts taking off his own clothes. Once he’s naked too, he grabs the massage oil from the nightstand drawer and straddles Jared’s lower back. He pours a little in his hands, getting them slick, and then pours some on Jared, who twitches a little. The oil spreads across every ridge and contour and highlighting Jared’s gorgeous muscles.
Jensen starts massaging his shoulders and neck, which are stiff with tension, hands kneading and pressing against the soft skin. He moves lower, thumbs digging deep against taut muscles to try and relax them.
Jared is making sounds that sound downright pornographic and Jensen shifts a little as his cock thickens and lengthens. He scoots back a little so he can reach Jared’s lower back, and works the tense muscles, loosening them and trying to ease the stiffness. When he scooted back, though, his cock is pressed right against Jared’s ass, so nobody can blame him if he rubs his cock against that gorgeous ass, precome spreading.
He finishes the massage and using his still slick finger, teasingly presses it against Jared’s hole, making circles against the rim. The pink hole flutters in anticipation and Jensen pushes his finger inside, not all the way, but just enough to tease. Jared, ever the impatient one, pushes his ass up and Jensen’s finger is all the way in.
Jared huffs as Jensen starts to laugh but his huff is quickly turned into a moan as Jensen crooks his finger, trying to find the bundle of nerves that drives Jared insane. He pulls out before he can rile Jared up too much, excited to give Jared his present.
He climbs off of Jared, ignoring Jared’s whimpers and whines, as he goes to the dresser and picks up the envelope lying there. He hands the envelope to Jared, murmuring Happy Birthday again. Jared sits up and his eyes flit from Jensen to the envelope and back to Jensen again before he finally opens it and takes out the sheaf of folded papers inside.
Jared’s eyes widen as he reads through the papers and Jensen can’t help the grin the pulls at his lips at seeing Jared’s gorgeous smile. Jared’s eyes finally meet his again when he’s done reading and Jared pulls Jensen practically on top of him. Jared kisses him slowly, before flipping them and kissing him more passionately.
The papers fly to the floor, flight numbers, hotel and safari reservations facing up as Jared thanks Jensen with kisses and touches.
Author: hd_obsession
Rating: R
Warnings: None.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Word Count: 1134
Summary: Jensen has to get Jared a birthday present.
Disclaimer: These gorgeous boys aren’t mine, no matter how much I wish they were. They belong to themselves and each other and this isn’t true, probably.
A/N: This is also for notjustroomates prompt of how Jared and Jensen celebrate Jared's birthday Thank you to matalinolukaret for everything! (There is a reference to the fic I wrote for Jensen’s birthday here but reading that is not necessary)
Jensen is a procrastinator, he knows this, but he really didn’t mean to leave Jared’s birthday present to the last minute. He didn’t think he’d reach the day of his birthday and still not have a present. He has no idea what to get Jared, especially after Jared made Jensen’s own birthday amazing; he got engaged for cryin’ out loud!
So Jensen scours the Internet to try and find the perfect gift, but nothing screams Jared at him. Everything is overplayed and not enough. He checks his e-mail and sees that Jared sent him a link to something that he thinks is hilarious. Jensen’s kind of hesitant to open the link because Jared is prone to send him YouTube videos of the things that Jared thinks are funny but in reality are plain stupid (in Jensen’s opinion at least).
He clicks on the link and is taken to a page with a lion singing. And then a tiger. And suddenly he’s struck with an idea. He gets to the lion again before he realizes he’s singing along and wants to bang his head against something.
Jensen exits out of that page and starts doing some research for the best present ever.
“Honey, I’m home,” Jared says as he comes through the front door. Jensen looks up from the random movie on TV and smiles at him, shaking his head at how big of a dork his fiancée is. And Jensen will never tire of saying that, fiancée.
“Hey Jared,” Jensen greets him as Jared grins brightly at him and leans down to kiss him. Jensen reaches a hand up to tangle his fingers through Jared’s hair, a reflex every time they kiss, and feels Jared smile against his lips as Jensen’s ring catches in Jared’s hair a little. Jared pulls away, lips red and wet and Jensen just wants to kiss him again. He resists because he can hear Jared’s stomach growling and they’ll have time for that later.
He gets up and finishes the preparations for dinner, cutting the salad and warming up the potatoes and Jensen can hear Jared getting the plates and the glasses out as he sets the table.
Jensen takes the steak out from where it’s been warming in the oven and he can practically feel Jared’s mega-watt grin. He turns around to face him and sees the grin and can’t help but smile back.
“That’s a really pretty picture you make. You and steak, two of my favorite things,” Jared drawls, all Texas and heat.
Jensen pulls the bag of sour rainbow stripes out of his back pocket and holds them up for Jared to see and Jared’s eyes actually twinkle when he realizes what they are and he starts laughing.
“My mistake, three of my favorite things,” Jared corrects himself and Jensen smiles at him.
“Happy Birthday baby,” Jensen says, and places the steak and candy on the table as he leans down to kiss Jared.
They both settle in to eat, talking about each other’s days and other random conversation. Jared complains about being thrown around on set and how his back is killing him and Jensen promises him a massage later. They finish eating and clean up, washing and drying dishes side by side at the sink.
Jared and Jensen both dry their hands off and Jensen moves to the fridge to take out the cake he made. It’s confetti cake with sprinkles and topped with chocolate frosting with more sprinkles, just how Jared likes it. Jared grins again, huge and genuine, and grabs Jensen, leaning down to kiss him.
Jensen pulls pack and reaches over to get the knife and then takes the cake and knife upstairs, Jared following him. He puts the plate and knife on the bedside table because they’re gonna need the energy later, and tells Jared to strip. Jared complies, putting on a show for Jensen as his hips move and shake, dancing to some unknown song.
Jensen watches, heat bubbling in his belly at the way Jared’s muscles flex, at the smooth skin being revealed, at Jared’s teasing smirk. Jared is finally naked, cock jutting out proudly, half-hard and ready for some action.
“Get on the bed and lie on your stomach Jared,” Jensen says, “let’s do your massage first and get those kinks out.”
Jared lies down, and glances over his shoulder at Jensen as Jensen starts taking off his own clothes. Once he’s naked too, he grabs the massage oil from the nightstand drawer and straddles Jared’s lower back. He pours a little in his hands, getting them slick, and then pours some on Jared, who twitches a little. The oil spreads across every ridge and contour and highlighting Jared’s gorgeous muscles.
Jensen starts massaging his shoulders and neck, which are stiff with tension, hands kneading and pressing against the soft skin. He moves lower, thumbs digging deep against taut muscles to try and relax them.
Jared is making sounds that sound downright pornographic and Jensen shifts a little as his cock thickens and lengthens. He scoots back a little so he can reach Jared’s lower back, and works the tense muscles, loosening them and trying to ease the stiffness. When he scooted back, though, his cock is pressed right against Jared’s ass, so nobody can blame him if he rubs his cock against that gorgeous ass, precome spreading.
He finishes the massage and using his still slick finger, teasingly presses it against Jared’s hole, making circles against the rim. The pink hole flutters in anticipation and Jensen pushes his finger inside, not all the way, but just enough to tease. Jared, ever the impatient one, pushes his ass up and Jensen’s finger is all the way in.
Jared huffs as Jensen starts to laugh but his huff is quickly turned into a moan as Jensen crooks his finger, trying to find the bundle of nerves that drives Jared insane. He pulls out before he can rile Jared up too much, excited to give Jared his present.
He climbs off of Jared, ignoring Jared’s whimpers and whines, as he goes to the dresser and picks up the envelope lying there. He hands the envelope to Jared, murmuring Happy Birthday again. Jared sits up and his eyes flit from Jensen to the envelope and back to Jensen again before he finally opens it and takes out the sheaf of folded papers inside.
Jared’s eyes widen as he reads through the papers and Jensen can’t help the grin the pulls at his lips at seeing Jared’s gorgeous smile. Jared’s eyes finally meet his again when he’s done reading and Jared pulls Jensen practically on top of him. Jared kisses him slowly, before flipping them and kissing him more passionately.
The papers fly to the floor, flight numbers, hotel and safari reservations facing up as Jared thanks Jensen with kisses and touches.