Control [NC-17] Jared/Jensen
Title: Control
Author: hd_obsession
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex. ;)
Word Count: 1112
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Summary: Jensen is jealous of Genevieve. He needs to show Jared who is in control. SPOILERS FOR 4X09
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 dedicated to the awesome cammissbloom whose birthday is today! I love you baby, you are amazing and wonderful and spectacular and pretty much made of win! Hope you like this sweetie ♥ Thank you to clubinthesky who told me the porn was good and to twofourteen for letting me know that I don't completely suck at grammar.
Jensen pushed Jared onto the bed and climbed atop him. "You've been a goddamn tease all day. Lifting Genevieve like that, like she weighed nothing. Freaking manhandling her and catching my eye behind the camera. Putting those ginormous paws on her face, her back." Jensen ground against him, "Were you pretending it was me Jay? Pretending I was on your lap?"
"Jen," Jared tried to say, arching against Jensen.
"Nuh uh," Jensen whispered, pressing a soft kiss against Jared's lips. We do this my way. I'm going to show you that I'm so much better than her. One, I've got more leverage and two, baby I know that you love it when I'm the one in control. And she didn't have any control did she? It was you running the show. This time Jay, it's gonna be me. You're gonna lay there and take it. Understand?"
Jared nodded to let Jensen know he understood even as he tried to grab his hips.
"Do I have to tie you up baby?" Jensen asked.
A spark of heat went through Jared's eyes and Jensen shifted against him, getting even harder. He made a note for next time because yeah, that'd be hot. Jared writhing beneath him, helpless to anything but Jensen's mouth and hands. Next time was going to be very soon.
For now though, Jensen was in a hurry. Later he'd take his time with Jared. Teasing and marking and owning.
He leaned over Jared, making sure to brush his stomach across Jared's cock, to grab the lube from the nightstand. He opened the cap and spilt some across his fingers and leaned back a little to coat Jared's cock with some as well, ignoring the gasp.
"You're going to lay there and watch me. You can't touch or I will continue without you. But I have a hunch that you're going to do just as you're told, aren't you Jay? Can you do that? Because if you just watch for now, you can have more fun later. You can fuck me however you like. Later. Right now, it's my turn."
With that Jensen slicked his fingers some more and raised up, arching his back. He stroked his cock twice, light and soft, and ran his hand lower, caressing his balls gently, teasing himself, before touching the sensitive skin at his entrance. He stroked around the puckered hole, not quite entering, but teasing. He finally inserted the first finger slowly. It burned like always, but got better fast. Jensen glanced down to see Jared watching that finger pushing in and out of him, his own hands clenched in the sheets, knuckles white. He pressed another finger in and scissored them, stretching himself. He inserted another finger and pushed them in and out until he found the spot that made him see stars.
Jared breathed hard, panting at the show that Jensen put on for him. Jensen was a tease and he knew it, but he always followed through. Jared looked fucking gorgeous, laid there at Jensen's mercy. Sweat at his temples, hair in disarray, eyes blown wide, and lips bitten so that they were shiny and red and begged to be kissed.
Jensen took out his fingers and wiped them on the sheets. He rose up a little and put his hands on Jared's chest.
"You ready baby?" Jensen asked, voice teasing and coy.
"I've been ready Jensen. C'mon man, do something!" Jared pleaded, voice hoarse and filled with want. Jared tried to reach for his hips, trying to gain some control. But Jensen wouldn't give control up that easily. He kept one hand on Jared's chest and batted at Jared's hand with the other.
"What did I say Jared? I have control. Just lie back and enjoy, OK baby?" Jensen said, forceful and full of promise.
He put the other hand back on Jared's chest and aligned himself so that Jared's cock was rimming his hole. He pushed just a little, the head sliding inside. He moved slow, achingly slow. He saw that Jared just wanted to raise up and thrust himself inside, or grab him and flip them over, but Jensen caught Jared's eye and raised his eyebrow, daring Jared to move.
Jared didn't, of course, or Jensen would have stopped and Jared definitely didn't want that. Jensen slid down, inch by torturous inch, until he was fully seated. He felt full, so full, and only Jared could evoke the feeling of fullness and completeness.
"Did she make you feel this hot Jared? Did she make you want her as much as you want me right now?" Jensen asked, voice low and deep and dark. He pressed down a little, emitting a gasp from Jared.
"No Jen. Never. Only you. You know that baby, only you." Jared panted out.
Jensen nodded, satisfied. He leaned down to whisper hotly in Jared's ear, "And don't you forget it. This body is mine baby. You are mine."
He tilted his head back and looked into Jared's dark eyes. He caught those gorgeous lips in a searing kiss, branding his taste in Jared's mouth, imprinting his signature. He rocked against him, both of them gasping at the sensations. They had done this a million times but each time always felt new and amazing.
Jensen moved up and down and switched angles to find that one spot until he hit it. He thrust hard and fast, pressing Jared into that spot again and again until his world went white. Jared reached up to grab his hips and pushed into him, and Jensen didn't even care if all his control was lost. Jared flipped them over, and after a couple more thrusts, Jared was done too. Cries of "Jen" and "Fuck" and "Right there baby, right there" rang out.
Jared collapsed in a boneless heap on top of Jensen and Jensen ran his hands up and down Jared's sweat-soaked back. His skin was warm and flushed.
"I think you killed me," Jared said, voice gravelly and rough.
"Nah, you'll live," Jensen answered, "and you know you'd do it again in a heartbeat."
Jared was silent, which Jensen took as an affirmative and chuckled lightly.
"Hey Jay?" Jensen started.
"Hmm?" Jared replied, already on his way to falling asleep.
"You know that I'm yours too right?" he asked, not sure if Jared knew that Jensen was as much Jared's as Jared was his.
Jared pushed himself up at that to look into Jensen's eyes. He smiled, huge and wide and gorgeous,
"'Course. You've always been mine Jen, just like I've always been yours."
Yeah, Jared was right. The only people they ever truly belonged to were each other.
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Author: hd_obsession
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex. ;)
Word Count: 1112
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Summary: Jensen is jealous of Genevieve. He needs to show Jared who is in control. SPOILERS FOR 4X09
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 dedicated to the awesome cammissbloom whose birthday is today! I love you baby, you are amazing and wonderful and spectacular and pretty much made of win! Hope you like this sweetie ♥ Thank you to clubinthesky who told me the porn was good and to twofourteen for letting me know that I don't completely suck at grammar.
Jensen pushed Jared onto the bed and climbed atop him. "You've been a goddamn tease all day. Lifting Genevieve like that, like she weighed nothing. Freaking manhandling her and catching my eye behind the camera. Putting those ginormous paws on her face, her back." Jensen ground against him, "Were you pretending it was me Jay? Pretending I was on your lap?"
"Jen," Jared tried to say, arching against Jensen.
"Nuh uh," Jensen whispered, pressing a soft kiss against Jared's lips. We do this my way. I'm going to show you that I'm so much better than her. One, I've got more leverage and two, baby I know that you love it when I'm the one in control. And she didn't have any control did she? It was you running the show. This time Jay, it's gonna be me. You're gonna lay there and take it. Understand?"
Jared nodded to let Jensen know he understood even as he tried to grab his hips.
"Do I have to tie you up baby?" Jensen asked.
A spark of heat went through Jared's eyes and Jensen shifted against him, getting even harder. He made a note for next time because yeah, that'd be hot. Jared writhing beneath him, helpless to anything but Jensen's mouth and hands. Next time was going to be very soon.
For now though, Jensen was in a hurry. Later he'd take his time with Jared. Teasing and marking and owning.
He leaned over Jared, making sure to brush his stomach across Jared's cock, to grab the lube from the nightstand. He opened the cap and spilt some across his fingers and leaned back a little to coat Jared's cock with some as well, ignoring the gasp.
"You're going to lay there and watch me. You can't touch or I will continue without you. But I have a hunch that you're going to do just as you're told, aren't you Jay? Can you do that? Because if you just watch for now, you can have more fun later. You can fuck me however you like. Later. Right now, it's my turn."
With that Jensen slicked his fingers some more and raised up, arching his back. He stroked his cock twice, light and soft, and ran his hand lower, caressing his balls gently, teasing himself, before touching the sensitive skin at his entrance. He stroked around the puckered hole, not quite entering, but teasing. He finally inserted the first finger slowly. It burned like always, but got better fast. Jensen glanced down to see Jared watching that finger pushing in and out of him, his own hands clenched in the sheets, knuckles white. He pressed another finger in and scissored them, stretching himself. He inserted another finger and pushed them in and out until he found the spot that made him see stars.
Jared breathed hard, panting at the show that Jensen put on for him. Jensen was a tease and he knew it, but he always followed through. Jared looked fucking gorgeous, laid there at Jensen's mercy. Sweat at his temples, hair in disarray, eyes blown wide, and lips bitten so that they were shiny and red and begged to be kissed.
Jensen took out his fingers and wiped them on the sheets. He rose up a little and put his hands on Jared's chest.
"You ready baby?" Jensen asked, voice teasing and coy.
"I've been ready Jensen. C'mon man, do something!" Jared pleaded, voice hoarse and filled with want. Jared tried to reach for his hips, trying to gain some control. But Jensen wouldn't give control up that easily. He kept one hand on Jared's chest and batted at Jared's hand with the other.
"What did I say Jared? I have control. Just lie back and enjoy, OK baby?" Jensen said, forceful and full of promise.
He put the other hand back on Jared's chest and aligned himself so that Jared's cock was rimming his hole. He pushed just a little, the head sliding inside. He moved slow, achingly slow. He saw that Jared just wanted to raise up and thrust himself inside, or grab him and flip them over, but Jensen caught Jared's eye and raised his eyebrow, daring Jared to move.
Jared didn't, of course, or Jensen would have stopped and Jared definitely didn't want that. Jensen slid down, inch by torturous inch, until he was fully seated. He felt full, so full, and only Jared could evoke the feeling of fullness and completeness.
"Did she make you feel this hot Jared? Did she make you want her as much as you want me right now?" Jensen asked, voice low and deep and dark. He pressed down a little, emitting a gasp from Jared.
"No Jen. Never. Only you. You know that baby, only you." Jared panted out.
Jensen nodded, satisfied. He leaned down to whisper hotly in Jared's ear, "And don't you forget it. This body is mine baby. You are mine."
He tilted his head back and looked into Jared's dark eyes. He caught those gorgeous lips in a searing kiss, branding his taste in Jared's mouth, imprinting his signature. He rocked against him, both of them gasping at the sensations. They had done this a million times but each time always felt new and amazing.
Jensen moved up and down and switched angles to find that one spot until he hit it. He thrust hard and fast, pressing Jared into that spot again and again until his world went white. Jared reached up to grab his hips and pushed into him, and Jensen didn't even care if all his control was lost. Jared flipped them over, and after a couple more thrusts, Jared was done too. Cries of "Jen" and "Fuck" and "Right there baby, right there" rang out.
Jared collapsed in a boneless heap on top of Jensen and Jensen ran his hands up and down Jared's sweat-soaked back. His skin was warm and flushed.
"I think you killed me," Jared said, voice gravelly and rough.
"Nah, you'll live," Jensen answered, "and you know you'd do it again in a heartbeat."
Jared was silent, which Jensen took as an affirmative and chuckled lightly.
"Hey Jay?" Jensen started.
"Hmm?" Jared replied, already on his way to falling asleep.
"You know that I'm yours too right?" he asked, not sure if Jared knew that Jensen was as much Jared's as Jared was his.
Jared pushed himself up at that to look into Jensen's eyes. He smiled, huge and wide and gorgeous,
"'Course. You've always been mine Jen, just like I've always been yours."
Yeah, Jared was right. The only people they ever truly belonged to were each other.
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