Timestamp comment meme!
I feel like I may regret this later ;-) But I just finished coding the monster of Big Bang that goes up on Thursday (HOMG YOU GUYS CASSIOPEIA7'S ARTS LOOK AMAZING IN IT), and I'm really slow at work (HUGE surprise there, for real), SO!
TIMESTAMP COMMENTFIC MEME!
Name any* verse and a short prompt.
For reference, here is my master list, though I'm sure it ( Read more... )
TIMESTAMP COMMENTFIC MEME!
Name any* verse and a short prompt.
For reference, here is my master list, though I'm sure it ( Read more... )
"You're really doing it like that?"
Jared ignores Jensen's complaint and hums to the beat of the slow jam playing on the wide screen TV on the wall. He runs his hands down the length of his silk tie until they wrap around his belt. With a few quick flips of his fingers, the belt is undone and he's tugging it out of the beltloops, flicking it out like a whip.
"You're doing it wrong."
Jared stops, closes his eyes for a moment, and puts his hands on his hips before looking at Jensen. Staring, really, at his husband who's currently slouching in a padded armchair of the suite they've reserved in New York City for Jensen's work trip.
Jensen's a little tipsy thanks to long client dinners, and Jared's a lot tired of being bossed around while trying to give his overworked, under-slept husband a treat.
"There is no wrong way to strip tease," Jared sighs.
"Sure there is," Jensen murmurs just before taking a long sip of whiskey from a crystal highball glass. Then he mutters, "There's a wrong way to do everything if you think about it long enough."
Jared chuckles, shakes his head. "I can't imagine how horrible it must be to work for you."
Jensen snorts. "Neither can I."
"So frickin' bossy and cranky."
Jensen tips his head up and smirks. And it's not just a simple smirk; it's one of his downright dirty ones that catches Jared off guard every once in a while. He brings his glass back up to his lips, looks over the rim of it, and lightly commands, "As you were."
"Yes, sir," Jared replies dutifully and drops his pants. He kicks out of them quicker than he'd planned to, uses a bit less rhythm to step up to Jensen, but the intention is all the same when Jensen leans back in his chair to welcome Jared into his lap.
"You're not even moving to the music," Jensen mumbles when Jared tries to kiss him.
Jared pulls back, half amused and half pissed off with the way this night has gone. "You are ruining it."
"You can't ruin a strip tease!"
"Just like you told me I was doing it wrong?"
"I should've stayed at the club," Jensen grumbles. "For all the trouble there is here."
"Oh, no you don't," Jared complains as he grabs Jensen's face and brings their lips together, hard. He plunges his tongue right into Jensen's mouth, grinds down on Jensen's lap, and feels his body temp rise when Jensen's arms quickly wrap around Jared's waist to tug him even closer.
Truth is, they've gone a few months without having a real night together, weeks since they've found even five minutes where they were each awake enough to last through an orgasm together. No way is Jared about to let Jensen think he was better off at some sleezy night club drinking the night away with clients, where any man and woman could touch and admire what Jared goes home to every night.
Jensen moans into Jared's mouth when Jared rocks his ass against Jensen's dick, letting it slide along his crack. It doesn't take long, of course, and Jared is only barely disappointed when Jensen whimpers and comes in his pants just from a minute or two of rocking together.
"See, that wasn't so bad," Jensen slurs in between kisses up Jared's neck and over his jaw. "Just had to let you take charge for a second."
"Take me to bed," Jared orders, smiling as Jensen nods immediately.
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