NC-17 | Lightning | Commune
Title: Lightning
Words: 3000
Pairings: established Jensen/Danneel and Jared/Danneel, with bonus Jensen/Genevieve, Jared/Danneel, Danneel/Genevieve, and J2
Summary: In the commune, they share everything. Everything
Notes: Written for alyndra for 2016 spn_j2_xmas! Among her prompts were padackles things and I went in a wee bit of a different direction ... Hey, alyndra, remember at chicon when we discussed the idea that the padackles just randomly paired off and fucked and everyone was happy and commune-y? Here it is, just for you darling :-***
The old saying goes lighting doesn’t strike twice. But Jensen thinks it just may have down here in Austin. Not only have Jared and he spent the last 12 years attached at the hip, but now their wives are as well.
They all are.
And more literally so on this Saturday night with Jensen keeping close to Genevieve as his hands find her tiny hips and she lets him tug her in tight. Lets him trap her beneath his body so he can admire all five feet of her laid bare for him on the bed she shares with Jared. Tonight, though, she shares it with Jensen, and he takes full advantage to pull back so the head of his cock teases her glistening clit before he pushes far inside and makes her shift up the sheets.
Her breath comes out in tiny, wispy pants like she can’t bear to catch enough air and stay lucid. So different from Danneel who’s loud and high-pitched, begging for more and faster and harder and anything else a guy’s got to give. It’s the first thing he realized when he was able to get a few fingers working on Gen’s pussy a year ago. Back when they started this crazy game up.
They could blame it on a lot of wine and a stumbling curiosity. But Jensen doesn’t think anyone is blaming anything for what they get to have now.
One Saturday a month, the kids are watched after with plenty of pizza party hijinks, Disney animation, and super sundaes. The parents join together at the other house and fly through the pretense of dinner and drinks before using the Swarovski fruit bowl Gen had placed on their wedding registry to pick names.
This Saturday is Jensen’s choice, and his fingers found their way onto the slip of paper with Genevieve’s name. Much the same way Gen now slips her hands up Jensen’s neck, fingers flying through his hair as her legs clamp around his hips. He smiles at her, admires the way she’s trapped her plush lower lip between her teeth, and he moves a little faster, a little deeper. With every movement, her tits shake and he relishes the softness when he gets his hand around one. The flesh fits well in his palm and he thinks about wrapping his lips around her nipple, yet he’s suddenly tugged in tight against her neck as she howls and shakes with her orgasm rattling her body.
He can feel her muscles tensing around his dick and he pushes in deep to feel them pulse as she trembles beneath him. It takes just a few more moments of her pussy letting out little shocks until Gen’s moaning sighs for him to break and now he’s the one panting against her neck, rocking his hips through it.
When he can catch his breath, he looks over his shoulder to the corner of the bedroom. Jared is slouching in a big arm chair with one leg flung over the side and Danneel sat on the other end. She’s got one arm draped around Jared’s shoulder and the other hanging between her legs where their fingers tangle together.
Both are watching with the darkest of eyes, Jared licking his lips and Danneel tipping one corner of her mouth up.
Jensen huffs out a laugh at how frozen they both are, rather enjoying the fact that they’ve gone speechless. He drops a kiss to Gen’s lips and smiles. “I think we broke them.”
“I think you broke me,” she murmurs before kissing him back.
He pulls out and rolls over to his back, and within seconds, Danneel is in his lap, attacking his mouth with deep, frantic kisses. In between her latching onto his lips, his chin, and down his neck, Jensen watches Jared stretch out on the other side of Gen and drag a wandering finger down her chest and abdomen before reaching further to tease at the wettest part of her body.
“Was he good to my baby?” Jared asks her.
“So good,” Gen replies with a lazy smile.
Jensen grins with the pride of satisfying Genevieve, then focuses on getting himself geared up for round two with his amazing wife.
---
Jensen always teases Danneel that she’s too obvious. As soon as she plucks a name out of that fancy fruit bowl, her eyes always slant towards her lucky partner, even as she plays up the suspense of who’s up next.
He watches her tap her lips and look at the three of them in turn before she unsubtly glances to Jared.
As much as he could burn up with a deep fire of jealously, Jensen feels his dick take immediate interest at the image of Jared ravishing his wife.
Danneel bites her lower lip and then points at each one, counting out, "Eenie, meenie, miney, mo …”
Jensen chuckles while watching Gen and Jared sit up at attention with excitement obvious in their hopeful expressions.
“Catch a moosie by its toes,” she finishes, and Jared immediately fist pumps.
Gen is only minorly disappointed as she stands and reaches for Jensen’s arm to tug him with her. “Let’s go get ready for the show.”
Jensen goes up to the bedroom with Genevieve first and they settle into that magic arm chair in the corner, where they have a great wide view of the bed. He straddles one arm so Gen can curl up in the seat. Once Danneel strolls, Gen wraps her hand around Jensen’s calf and leans her head against his knee. He smiles with her warmth at his side and runs his fingers through the ends of her hair, twisting long brown strands around his knuckles.
Jared joins Danneel in front of the bed and kisses her with feverish intensity, and Jensen admires how quickly Jared picks Danneel up. Hands behind her thighs, tugging her up to his chest, then falling onto the bed with her trapped beneath him.
Danneel lets out a high, delighted laugh then spreads out when Jared drags his mouth over her neck, into the v of her sweater, and lower. Jared licks and bites along the sliver of her belly now on display with his fingers working the button and zipper of her jeans open. He works fast to yank her pants down and off one leg to make room for him between her knees. With little preface, he leans in to nuzzle her panties and Danneel immediately brings her knees up and opens wide so he can settle in close.
Genevieve whines and Jensen scritches his fingernails against the back of her head, feeling much the same want and jealous coursing his veins. He wants to be the one touching his wife like that; at the same time, he wants Jared to be blessing him with that frenetic tongue.
Then the initial fire evens out and he’s growing hard at the sight of Danneel now fully naked from the waist down and Jared moving in closer to lick at her clit. Danneel grinds up against Jared’s face and he sucks at her clit, loud and fast so Jensen and Gen can hear the wetness of his tongue in dandem with the high-pitched whines coming from Danneel.
Danneel twists her fingers around Jared’s hair and tugs him at the right angles. Jared takes her lead and shifts lower to lick at her cunt then slip his tongue inside her. He pushes one hand against her thigh to open her up so Jensen and Gen can get a clear view of his mouth all over her, and his other hand comes around her hip so he can thumb at her clit. Danneel cries out like she’s pained, but Jensen knows the sounds so perfectly after spending so much of his life with her.
He settles his hand around Gen’s neck with care, fingers stroking the delicate skin behind her ears, and murmurs, “Here she comes.”
And she does, screaming out with her head pitched back and legs squeezing around Jared’s head. Jared continues lapping at her, finishes his assault before leaning up to grin at her with slick lips and devilish eyes.
Danneel pants as she watches Jared watch her. “You don’t have to gloat.” She smiles despite the complaint, then shivers when Jared runs his thumb over her clit. She cries out with the shock on her sensitive skin and tries to kick him away. “Okay, okay, you can gloat.”
The group laughs before settling all together on the bed for more shenanigans.
---
There’s no way that he and Jared ever fit on that chair, so when Genevieve draws Danneel’s name this evening, the guys take a front-row seat on the bed. Jensen thinks it’s like any good lesbian porn come to life, because the girls take their time with drawn-out sensual kisses, hands roving across their clothes, bodies pressing tight with too much fabric in the way.
When Danneel finally pulls Genevieve’s shirt off, Jensen sees Jared shift forward for a better angle, and he gets it, because Jensen’s doing the same just a minute later as Gen gets Dan naked. Genevieve is bold when she wraps her mouth around Danneel’s nipple and suckles like she’s dying for thirst. Danneel is giving arches her back off the bed to feed into Genevieve’s mouth.
Jensen shifts up the bed to be closer to Danneel’s head, to witness the pleasure on her face firsthand. She smiles at him with her eyes glazed over, then her mouth goes slack when Genevieve’s fingers fall between Danneel’s legs. He watches as Danneel’s returning move is much the same, reaching up to Genevieve’s pussy and rubbing her fingers against it, trying to reach inside.
He’s forced to move back when Genevieve drops to Danneel’s side so they’re face to face, fingers going to work on each other. Now Jensen can’t breathe, his stomach twisting to the melody of the girls’ pants and moans, of the way they’re sliding closer together and sharing messy kisses as they rile each other up, together.
In the middle of the show, he finds Jared staring at him. Slowly, so very slowly, Jared’s face morphs from uncontrolled want into a sly smile and eyes boring right into Jensen’s. He rather enjoys the way Jared is watching him, like he wants to do something dirty and terrible and oh so delicious. Jensen is suddenly torn between falling into Jared’s gaze and watching the girls.
Luckily, the girls are moving faster and crying out louder. He can see Genevieve’s got three fingers running up inside Danneel, while Danni’s hand is moving impossibly fast over Gen’s clit. It’s a flurry of quickening arms and hands then shouts and whimpers as they come one after the other. As they fully collapse on the bed, Jared grabs the middle of Jensen’s shirt and tugs him over the girls so he’s laying across them. They don’t seem to mind as they hum and encourage him, hands sliding over his back, legs, and ass.
Jared kisses Jensen hard, biting at his mouth and digging his tongue far into his throat. Jensen can’t catch his breath-Jared seems to be sucking it all out of him-and ask what’s happening and why. It’s been a mostly unwritten rule that the ones chosen from the crystal bowl get together, then the couples pair off again to ease back into one another. He’s never had Jared react quite like this, nor has any one else following a round.
Once Jared’s had his fill of Jensen’s mouth, he pulls back and huffs and wheezes as he regains his ability to breathe; Jensen, too.
“Sorry, sorry,” Jared whispers.
Jensen pats Jared’s chest and watches carefully, a bit worried that this whole thing has crossed into unknown quarters. “You okay, man?”
“Aces.” Suddenly Jared grins. “I love you.” Then he looks at the ladies and winks at the both of them. “You too, babes. I just really love every one of you. And this. And us.”
Danneel immediately lets out a long awwwww, Gen joining her soon after.
In a sudden moment of weakness, Jensen softly smiles, sets his hand around Jared’s head, and brings him in for a gentle kiss. “Love you, too, babe,” he mumbles against his lips.
There’s a certain shine to Jared’s eyes and a little subtle shake in his lips that tell Jensen his heartfelt admission has really hit the spot.
Yet, he’s never been one to let too much sweetness out at once, so he cups Jared’s dick, squeezes around the hardness that’s been there for much of the night’s proceedings, and grins. “Now, let’s take care of this …”
Jared flits his eyebrows. “Yes, sir!”
---
Jensen’s reminded of their last party when Jared enters him from behind.
Jared is surprisingly careful, taking his time, making the moment really last as he runs one hand up and down Jensen’s back, and uses the other to guide himself inside. Once he’s seated, he leans forward so he’s covering Jensen, who’s belly down on the bed, comfortably trapped between sweet-scented downy blankets and the heated, smooth skin of Jared’s body.
They move slowly with Jared’s hips canting methodically and Jensen feels every hard inch of Jared filling him. Jensen feels Jared’s hair tickling the back of his neck, followed by Jared’s lips sliding along the crook there. When Jared’s hands run up Jensen’s arms and settles over his wrists, Jensen turns his hands over to lace their fingers together.
Jensen falls far into the moment and clenches his eyes shut so all he knows is the hard press of Jared all around him and inside, the heat of his sweaty skin sliding against Jensen’s own, and the hitchy little breaths Jared gasps against Jensen’s ear. His world spins as he loses himself in this little bubble they’ve created, all four of them, and his heart blossoms in his chest with the soft, wet lips wrapping around his ear lobe.
“Wanna make you come just like this,” Jared whispers. “Make you feel as good as I feel. You’re so hot, so tight, so ours.”
Ours
Jensen hums at the images now flying through his brain, even imagines how all four of them fit together in their life down here. Thinks about that first day meeting Jared and all that they’ve built in the twelve years since then. Relives the wives growing even closer, raising the kids together, family vacations, children intertwined so beautifully that they love and fight for one another.
As much as he’d cherished the thoughts of living so closely to Jared, he’d never have predicted something this so intimate between them all … he still can’t, so he decides to stop thinking so much.
Coming back to the present, he’s freshly aware of Jared fucking him, hips digging into Jared’s ass with every stroke, fingers still clinging tightly to one another, Jared’s lips trailing along his cheek until he can reach Jensen’s mouth and get even further inside him.
Jensen pushes back into Jared, cants his ass up with every thrust, and now he can feel a little burst of pleasure as Jared slips along his prostate, again and again and again.
“Fuck, Jay, yeah, right there,” Jensen rattles out.
“I got you, darling,” Jared murmurs at his ear. He pulls far back then moves forward with a perfectly aimed stroke that smoothly hits that spot. Over, and over, and over, all while Jensen keeps panting out random demands for them to move faster and run him off that cliff so he can tumble into a beautiful orgasm.
Jared sets his forehead to the back of Jensen’s head and fucks him with quick snaps of his body while moaning about what all he’s feeling, how warm and wide Jensen is now, how he’s fucked him so far open he’ll walk funny for weeks.
“He already does,” Danneel laughs from the corner, and Jensen opens his eyes to regard their audience.
Jensen chuckles and smiles as he watches the girls curled into each other on the chair, slowly, mindlessly touching each other. Gen’s hand on Danneel’s breast, fingers twisting with the fabric covering her nipple, and Danni’s hand hidden in Genevieve’s lap.
Then he crushes his eyes closed as Jared speeds up and all but nails himself to Jensen’s prostate as Jensen crumbles under the barrage of nerves overloading. He shouts as he comes and shakes beneath Jared, who fucks faster and erratically until he’s coming, too.
Jared remains blanketing Jensen. As that the euphoria dies down, he’s just a heavy lump of skin and bones. Jensen thinks about asking him to move, but then the girls join then. Danneel wipes Jensen’s forehead and settles close like she yearns to join the lady cuddle party, while Genevieve combs wet hair away from Jared’s face and chuckles at the sad, lazy state they’re in now that they’ve burnt out all that energy.
Gen finally convinces Jared to move; he doesn’t go far, just falling beside Jensen so they truly all are all tucked up together. Jensen rests his arm around Danneel to pull her in close and he smiles against her hair, kissing her temple. He’s so blessedly happy that he can’t think of anything making this very moment any better.
That is, until Jared’s fingers dance over Jensen’s hand to slip their palms together. Jensen squeezes back while nuzzling his wife, and he thinks of another little saying …
This thing they’ve got is Lightning in a bottle. And he’s never letting go.
Words: 3000
Pairings: established Jensen/Danneel and Jared/Danneel, with bonus Jensen/Genevieve, Jared/Danneel, Danneel/Genevieve, and J2
Summary: In the commune, they share everything. Everything
Notes: Written for alyndra for 2016 spn_j2_xmas! Among her prompts were padackles things and I went in a wee bit of a different direction ... Hey, alyndra, remember at chicon when we discussed the idea that the padackles just randomly paired off and fucked and everyone was happy and commune-y? Here it is, just for you darling :-***
The old saying goes lighting doesn’t strike twice. But Jensen thinks it just may have down here in Austin. Not only have Jared and he spent the last 12 years attached at the hip, but now their wives are as well.
They all are.
And more literally so on this Saturday night with Jensen keeping close to Genevieve as his hands find her tiny hips and she lets him tug her in tight. Lets him trap her beneath his body so he can admire all five feet of her laid bare for him on the bed she shares with Jared. Tonight, though, she shares it with Jensen, and he takes full advantage to pull back so the head of his cock teases her glistening clit before he pushes far inside and makes her shift up the sheets.
Her breath comes out in tiny, wispy pants like she can’t bear to catch enough air and stay lucid. So different from Danneel who’s loud and high-pitched, begging for more and faster and harder and anything else a guy’s got to give. It’s the first thing he realized when he was able to get a few fingers working on Gen’s pussy a year ago. Back when they started this crazy game up.
They could blame it on a lot of wine and a stumbling curiosity. But Jensen doesn’t think anyone is blaming anything for what they get to have now.
One Saturday a month, the kids are watched after with plenty of pizza party hijinks, Disney animation, and super sundaes. The parents join together at the other house and fly through the pretense of dinner and drinks before using the Swarovski fruit bowl Gen had placed on their wedding registry to pick names.
This Saturday is Jensen’s choice, and his fingers found their way onto the slip of paper with Genevieve’s name. Much the same way Gen now slips her hands up Jensen’s neck, fingers flying through his hair as her legs clamp around his hips. He smiles at her, admires the way she’s trapped her plush lower lip between her teeth, and he moves a little faster, a little deeper. With every movement, her tits shake and he relishes the softness when he gets his hand around one. The flesh fits well in his palm and he thinks about wrapping his lips around her nipple, yet he’s suddenly tugged in tight against her neck as she howls and shakes with her orgasm rattling her body.
He can feel her muscles tensing around his dick and he pushes in deep to feel them pulse as she trembles beneath him. It takes just a few more moments of her pussy letting out little shocks until Gen’s moaning sighs for him to break and now he’s the one panting against her neck, rocking his hips through it.
When he can catch his breath, he looks over his shoulder to the corner of the bedroom. Jared is slouching in a big arm chair with one leg flung over the side and Danneel sat on the other end. She’s got one arm draped around Jared’s shoulder and the other hanging between her legs where their fingers tangle together.
Both are watching with the darkest of eyes, Jared licking his lips and Danneel tipping one corner of her mouth up.
Jensen huffs out a laugh at how frozen they both are, rather enjoying the fact that they’ve gone speechless. He drops a kiss to Gen’s lips and smiles. “I think we broke them.”
“I think you broke me,” she murmurs before kissing him back.
He pulls out and rolls over to his back, and within seconds, Danneel is in his lap, attacking his mouth with deep, frantic kisses. In between her latching onto his lips, his chin, and down his neck, Jensen watches Jared stretch out on the other side of Gen and drag a wandering finger down her chest and abdomen before reaching further to tease at the wettest part of her body.
“Was he good to my baby?” Jared asks her.
“So good,” Gen replies with a lazy smile.
Jensen grins with the pride of satisfying Genevieve, then focuses on getting himself geared up for round two with his amazing wife.
---
Jensen always teases Danneel that she’s too obvious. As soon as she plucks a name out of that fancy fruit bowl, her eyes always slant towards her lucky partner, even as she plays up the suspense of who’s up next.
He watches her tap her lips and look at the three of them in turn before she unsubtly glances to Jared.
As much as he could burn up with a deep fire of jealously, Jensen feels his dick take immediate interest at the image of Jared ravishing his wife.
Danneel bites her lower lip and then points at each one, counting out, "Eenie, meenie, miney, mo …”
Jensen chuckles while watching Gen and Jared sit up at attention with excitement obvious in their hopeful expressions.
“Catch a moosie by its toes,” she finishes, and Jared immediately fist pumps.
Gen is only minorly disappointed as she stands and reaches for Jensen’s arm to tug him with her. “Let’s go get ready for the show.”
Jensen goes up to the bedroom with Genevieve first and they settle into that magic arm chair in the corner, where they have a great wide view of the bed. He straddles one arm so Gen can curl up in the seat. Once Danneel strolls, Gen wraps her hand around Jensen’s calf and leans her head against his knee. He smiles with her warmth at his side and runs his fingers through the ends of her hair, twisting long brown strands around his knuckles.
Jared joins Danneel in front of the bed and kisses her with feverish intensity, and Jensen admires how quickly Jared picks Danneel up. Hands behind her thighs, tugging her up to his chest, then falling onto the bed with her trapped beneath him.
Danneel lets out a high, delighted laugh then spreads out when Jared drags his mouth over her neck, into the v of her sweater, and lower. Jared licks and bites along the sliver of her belly now on display with his fingers working the button and zipper of her jeans open. He works fast to yank her pants down and off one leg to make room for him between her knees. With little preface, he leans in to nuzzle her panties and Danneel immediately brings her knees up and opens wide so he can settle in close.
Genevieve whines and Jensen scritches his fingernails against the back of her head, feeling much the same want and jealous coursing his veins. He wants to be the one touching his wife like that; at the same time, he wants Jared to be blessing him with that frenetic tongue.
Then the initial fire evens out and he’s growing hard at the sight of Danneel now fully naked from the waist down and Jared moving in closer to lick at her clit. Danneel grinds up against Jared’s face and he sucks at her clit, loud and fast so Jensen and Gen can hear the wetness of his tongue in dandem with the high-pitched whines coming from Danneel.
Danneel twists her fingers around Jared’s hair and tugs him at the right angles. Jared takes her lead and shifts lower to lick at her cunt then slip his tongue inside her. He pushes one hand against her thigh to open her up so Jensen and Gen can get a clear view of his mouth all over her, and his other hand comes around her hip so he can thumb at her clit. Danneel cries out like she’s pained, but Jensen knows the sounds so perfectly after spending so much of his life with her.
He settles his hand around Gen’s neck with care, fingers stroking the delicate skin behind her ears, and murmurs, “Here she comes.”
And she does, screaming out with her head pitched back and legs squeezing around Jared’s head. Jared continues lapping at her, finishes his assault before leaning up to grin at her with slick lips and devilish eyes.
Danneel pants as she watches Jared watch her. “You don’t have to gloat.” She smiles despite the complaint, then shivers when Jared runs his thumb over her clit. She cries out with the shock on her sensitive skin and tries to kick him away. “Okay, okay, you can gloat.”
The group laughs before settling all together on the bed for more shenanigans.
---
There’s no way that he and Jared ever fit on that chair, so when Genevieve draws Danneel’s name this evening, the guys take a front-row seat on the bed. Jensen thinks it’s like any good lesbian porn come to life, because the girls take their time with drawn-out sensual kisses, hands roving across their clothes, bodies pressing tight with too much fabric in the way.
When Danneel finally pulls Genevieve’s shirt off, Jensen sees Jared shift forward for a better angle, and he gets it, because Jensen’s doing the same just a minute later as Gen gets Dan naked. Genevieve is bold when she wraps her mouth around Danneel’s nipple and suckles like she’s dying for thirst. Danneel is giving arches her back off the bed to feed into Genevieve’s mouth.
Jensen shifts up the bed to be closer to Danneel’s head, to witness the pleasure on her face firsthand. She smiles at him with her eyes glazed over, then her mouth goes slack when Genevieve’s fingers fall between Danneel’s legs. He watches as Danneel’s returning move is much the same, reaching up to Genevieve’s pussy and rubbing her fingers against it, trying to reach inside.
He’s forced to move back when Genevieve drops to Danneel’s side so they’re face to face, fingers going to work on each other. Now Jensen can’t breathe, his stomach twisting to the melody of the girls’ pants and moans, of the way they’re sliding closer together and sharing messy kisses as they rile each other up, together.
In the middle of the show, he finds Jared staring at him. Slowly, so very slowly, Jared’s face morphs from uncontrolled want into a sly smile and eyes boring right into Jensen’s. He rather enjoys the way Jared is watching him, like he wants to do something dirty and terrible and oh so delicious. Jensen is suddenly torn between falling into Jared’s gaze and watching the girls.
Luckily, the girls are moving faster and crying out louder. He can see Genevieve’s got three fingers running up inside Danneel, while Danni’s hand is moving impossibly fast over Gen’s clit. It’s a flurry of quickening arms and hands then shouts and whimpers as they come one after the other. As they fully collapse on the bed, Jared grabs the middle of Jensen’s shirt and tugs him over the girls so he’s laying across them. They don’t seem to mind as they hum and encourage him, hands sliding over his back, legs, and ass.
Jared kisses Jensen hard, biting at his mouth and digging his tongue far into his throat. Jensen can’t catch his breath-Jared seems to be sucking it all out of him-and ask what’s happening and why. It’s been a mostly unwritten rule that the ones chosen from the crystal bowl get together, then the couples pair off again to ease back into one another. He’s never had Jared react quite like this, nor has any one else following a round.
Once Jared’s had his fill of Jensen’s mouth, he pulls back and huffs and wheezes as he regains his ability to breathe; Jensen, too.
“Sorry, sorry,” Jared whispers.
Jensen pats Jared’s chest and watches carefully, a bit worried that this whole thing has crossed into unknown quarters. “You okay, man?”
“Aces.” Suddenly Jared grins. “I love you.” Then he looks at the ladies and winks at the both of them. “You too, babes. I just really love every one of you. And this. And us.”
Danneel immediately lets out a long awwwww, Gen joining her soon after.
In a sudden moment of weakness, Jensen softly smiles, sets his hand around Jared’s head, and brings him in for a gentle kiss. “Love you, too, babe,” he mumbles against his lips.
There’s a certain shine to Jared’s eyes and a little subtle shake in his lips that tell Jensen his heartfelt admission has really hit the spot.
Yet, he’s never been one to let too much sweetness out at once, so he cups Jared’s dick, squeezes around the hardness that’s been there for much of the night’s proceedings, and grins. “Now, let’s take care of this …”
Jared flits his eyebrows. “Yes, sir!”
---
Jensen’s reminded of their last party when Jared enters him from behind.
Jared is surprisingly careful, taking his time, making the moment really last as he runs one hand up and down Jensen’s back, and uses the other to guide himself inside. Once he’s seated, he leans forward so he’s covering Jensen, who’s belly down on the bed, comfortably trapped between sweet-scented downy blankets and the heated, smooth skin of Jared’s body.
They move slowly with Jared’s hips canting methodically and Jensen feels every hard inch of Jared filling him. Jensen feels Jared’s hair tickling the back of his neck, followed by Jared’s lips sliding along the crook there. When Jared’s hands run up Jensen’s arms and settles over his wrists, Jensen turns his hands over to lace their fingers together.
Jensen falls far into the moment and clenches his eyes shut so all he knows is the hard press of Jared all around him and inside, the heat of his sweaty skin sliding against Jensen’s own, and the hitchy little breaths Jared gasps against Jensen’s ear. His world spins as he loses himself in this little bubble they’ve created, all four of them, and his heart blossoms in his chest with the soft, wet lips wrapping around his ear lobe.
“Wanna make you come just like this,” Jared whispers. “Make you feel as good as I feel. You’re so hot, so tight, so ours.”
Ours
Jensen hums at the images now flying through his brain, even imagines how all four of them fit together in their life down here. Thinks about that first day meeting Jared and all that they’ve built in the twelve years since then. Relives the wives growing even closer, raising the kids together, family vacations, children intertwined so beautifully that they love and fight for one another.
As much as he’d cherished the thoughts of living so closely to Jared, he’d never have predicted something this so intimate between them all … he still can’t, so he decides to stop thinking so much.
Coming back to the present, he’s freshly aware of Jared fucking him, hips digging into Jared’s ass with every stroke, fingers still clinging tightly to one another, Jared’s lips trailing along his cheek until he can reach Jensen’s mouth and get even further inside him.
Jensen pushes back into Jared, cants his ass up with every thrust, and now he can feel a little burst of pleasure as Jared slips along his prostate, again and again and again.
“Fuck, Jay, yeah, right there,” Jensen rattles out.
“I got you, darling,” Jared murmurs at his ear. He pulls far back then moves forward with a perfectly aimed stroke that smoothly hits that spot. Over, and over, and over, all while Jensen keeps panting out random demands for them to move faster and run him off that cliff so he can tumble into a beautiful orgasm.
Jared sets his forehead to the back of Jensen’s head and fucks him with quick snaps of his body while moaning about what all he’s feeling, how warm and wide Jensen is now, how he’s fucked him so far open he’ll walk funny for weeks.
“He already does,” Danneel laughs from the corner, and Jensen opens his eyes to regard their audience.
Jensen chuckles and smiles as he watches the girls curled into each other on the chair, slowly, mindlessly touching each other. Gen’s hand on Danneel’s breast, fingers twisting with the fabric covering her nipple, and Danni’s hand hidden in Genevieve’s lap.
Then he crushes his eyes closed as Jared speeds up and all but nails himself to Jensen’s prostate as Jensen crumbles under the barrage of nerves overloading. He shouts as he comes and shakes beneath Jared, who fucks faster and erratically until he’s coming, too.
Jared remains blanketing Jensen. As that the euphoria dies down, he’s just a heavy lump of skin and bones. Jensen thinks about asking him to move, but then the girls join then. Danneel wipes Jensen’s forehead and settles close like she yearns to join the lady cuddle party, while Genevieve combs wet hair away from Jared’s face and chuckles at the sad, lazy state they’re in now that they’ve burnt out all that energy.
Gen finally convinces Jared to move; he doesn’t go far, just falling beside Jensen so they truly all are all tucked up together. Jensen rests his arm around Danneel to pull her in close and he smiles against her hair, kissing her temple. He’s so blessedly happy that he can’t think of anything making this very moment any better.
That is, until Jared’s fingers dance over Jensen’s hand to slip their palms together. Jensen squeezes back while nuzzling his wife, and he thinks of another little saying …
This thing they’ve got is Lightning in a bottle. And he’s never letting go.