Sex and Candy: Part One of the Candy!Verse- Blow Pops (Jensen/Jared) NC-17
Title: Sex and Candy- Blow Pops
Author:
fricky_writer22 -Mandy
Single or Verse: Part 1/? Of the J2 Candy!Verse
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: CWRPS- Jensen/Jared (J2)
Summary: Jared basically just gave that sucker one fantastic blow-job. Jensen thinks he might be losing his mind when he’s jealous of a sucker.
Warnings: There be porn and slightly pervy uses of candy :D
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction, Jensen and Jared are not really lovers and they‘re not having lots of phenomenally hot buttsex. Damn.
Author’s Notes: This is my first J2 fic and it’s pure porn at that. I’m hoping I did the pairing justice :)
Feedback: Is love people, give me love!
Betas: The lovely
madders for assuring me that I hadn’t lost my porn-fu *snorts* and the equally lovely
nornay for demanding that I get on with it and write dirty, porny, J2. ♥ to you both!
“God yes…” Jared moans, his tongue swiping out to lick the left-over sugar from his lips.
Motherfuck… Jensen swears to himself, eyes glued to Jared’s wet bottom lip that’s tinged pink from the sucker. He’s hard as fucking granite just from watching Jared eat candy. Then again, Jared never really just eats it. He savors every last bite, making these mewling sounds in the back of his throat after ever taste. Jared basically just gave that sucker one fantastic blow-job. Jensen thinks he might be losing his mind when he’s jealous of a sucker.
“You make eating candy a pornographic act…” Jensen’s voice has dropped an octave and he finds himself sucking in a breath at the smirk sliding over Jared’s mouth.
Jensen watches as Jared grabs his stash from the counter and practically saunters over to him. He tosses the bag of candy onto the couch, kicking Jensen’s feet apart so his legs spread wide. Jensen bites his lip, his body reacting of its own accord, leaning back into the plush cushions. Jared’s eyes never leave his as he bends, placing his hands on either side of Jensen’s head, sliding his long legs over Jensen‘s.
He’s pretty damn sure that the definition of Heaven is having a lap full of Padalecki, especially when said Padalecki has that “I’m going to fuck you through the couch” look in his eyes. Jensen brings his hands to rest on Jared’s thighs, digging into the rough denim slightly with his nails.
“You wanna know why I’m always eatin’ candy, Jen?” Jared’s Texas drawl punctuates the words and Jensen’s so distracted by the sound of his voice that he misses seeing Jared’s hand slide into the bag.
“Why’s that, Jare?” He really should be ashamed of how breathless he sounds, after all Jared hasn’t even really touched him yet. He hears the tell-tale crinkle of a candy wrapper and looks down in time to catch Jared unveiling a bright-red blow-pop.
“Cause I have to do something with my mouth, Jenny. I can’t just suck you off in public, so I distract myself.” Jensen swears hotly as Jared pops the sucker in his mouth, pulling hard and slipping off with a lewd slurp. “I’m always thinking about it, Jen. How I just want to push you up against the nearest available surface, drag your clothes down to your knees, and wrap my mouth around your cock. Hear you make those low, hot noises, your fingers pushing and pulling at my head. Gets me so fucking hard.” Jensen’s hips cant up, his nails digging in harder now, Jared’s words causing his body to flush with heat and want.
Jared’s got that damn sucker in his mouth again, this time with his lips open so Jensen can see his tongue flicking back and forth over it, swirling around and then slowly licking up. Jared’s a mother-fuckin’ cocktease.
“Umm, tastes good, Jen. Not as good as you, but still…good. Wanna taste?” Jared’s eyes are sparkling with mischief. He knows exactly what he’s doing, but Jensen’ll be damned if he has enough brain cells right now to call him on it. Instead he just nods his head, leaning up a little from the couch.
“Open up that pretty mouth for me, baby.” Jensen’s stomach clenches at the desire that laces Jared’s voice and he obediently opens his mouth, letting Jared slide the candy in. He wraps his lips around it, sucking hard and making his cheeks hollow. When he feels Jared grind slightly against him he smirks around the sucker.
He pulls off the candy, licking his lips slowly, “Ummm…” Jared’s free hand clutches at the back of his neck, pulling him up closer and crashing their lips together. Their tongues fight for control, their lips sticking slightly from the melted candy. And if Jared keeps fucking his mouth like that he’s going to come in his pants, even that knowledge doesn’t keep him from thrusting his hips up as Jared pushes down against him.
Jared pulls back first, his eyes darker now, breath coming out in harsh pants, the sound causing Jensen’s stomach to twist. He loves seeing Jared like this, on the brink, just moments away from snapping. Loves the way he bites his bottom lip and scrunches his eyes to try and find some semblance of control.
Jensen sees it happen, sees Jared slide back into control. His eyes becoming predatory, his lips upturned into a smile that promises things Jensen’s only ever fantasized about before he met him.
The sucker’s back in his mouth, Jared pushing it in a little harder this time, and then right back out. Jared is fucking his mouth with it. He lets it slide just inside Jensen’s lips before pulling it back out. Back and forth, over and over again. Jensen moans deep in his throat, his cock pulsing between his legs.
“Yeah, Jenny, suck it.” And you’d think Jared was talking about his cock the way he purred it. His eyes transfixed on the slip-slide motion of moving the candy in and out of Jensen’s mouth.
Jensen pulls back, letting the sucker fall to his bottom lip. He snakes his tongue out slicking it over and around the candy. He closes his eyes and licks in quick little flickering motions and suddenly Jared’s right there, and fuckyesfinally. He hears a dull thud as the sucker hits the floor and rolls.
Jared has control of the kiss, his mouth pressing hard enough to bruise, to mark. Jensen lets his hands move up, curving his fingers over Jared’s hips. He tugs slightly so their bodies are flush against one another, and then he lifts, rolling his hips slowly. He breathes in deeply from his nose, moaning loudly as Jared matches his movement, starting a punishing rhythm with his own hips.
“Jare…God…so fucking close already.” Jensen pants, pulling his mouth away to let his breath fan out hot and heavy over Jared’s throat. He can feel his stomach tightening, the tell-tale cold flush sweeping over him. Just a little more…
“Not yet, Jen.” Jensen whimpers as Jared pulls back, slowing the movement of his hips to a gentle sway. Just a tease of friction and it’s nowhere near fucking enough. He takes some satisfaction at the way Jared’s own breathing is labored, his cheeks tinted a dark rose.
He drags his hand up Jared’s chest, his fingertips brushing lightly over a hardened nipple. Jared’s breath catches, his hips coming down harder automatically. Jensen laughs, the sound deep and throaty, and Jared glares down at him, “ Bitch…”
“That’s my line…Oh sweet Jesus!” Jensen can feel the sharp pain as his head slams back into the couch, but he’ll worry about that later. Right now Jared’s long fingers are cupping his jean-covered cock, sliding up and down the length. He bites his lip, words his momma told him never to say falling from his mouth. Fuckin’ Jared…
“Two can play that game, baby. Don’t mess with the bull…well, you know the rest.” Jared’s smirking, Jensen doesn’t even have to look up to know it, the lilt in his voice clue enough. It’s always like this, one of them pushing the other, back and forth, until one of them caves. Jensen’s pretty sure it will be him this time around.
“Jared…tease…you mother…shit.” He’s trying to make sense, but it’s not as easy at it sounds when Jared’s stroking him to orgasm through his fucking jeans. And the bastard is laughing at him, which should piss him off but all Jensen can be bothered with at the moment is the brain-numbing need to come.
“What do you want, Jen? Want my mouth on you? Want me to lay you back right here on this couch and fuck you until you come so hard your toes go numb?” Jared’s voice has got that edge to it now, the one that makes Jensen’s mouth go dry in anticipation. He may be the one in control, but it’s slipping. All Jensen needs to do to get what he wants is push just a little and make that reserve snap.
He runs his hand through Jared’s hair, tugging just enough to bring his head down to his own. He lets his tongue flick out, running it lazily over Jared’s bottom lip. “Want you in me, Jare. Fucking me so hard I feel it for days…” He lets his voice drop, sliding into his Texas drawl and he watches Jared’s eyes go darker. “Come on, baby, fuck me.”
Jared growls loudly, his voice broken around the edges as he raises up and stares down at Jensen like he’s prey. “On your back…now.” His words are clipped, causing Jensen to shudder and do just as he says. He watches through heavy-lidded eyes as Jared ransacks the end table in search of lube. At this point Jensen doesn’t think he can even wait that long.
“Gonna fuck me, baby? Make me come so hard for you?” Jensen slides his hands down his body, cupping his own cock and rolling his hips up into the motion. His eyes roll back in his head at the pressure, his legs tensing as he lifts up grinding against his own hand harder. His eyes flutter open slowly and he gasps at the look in Jared’s eyes.
Jared lets out a grunt, grabbing Jensen’s hand in his and yanking it away hard, “You like playing with me, Jen? Making me crazy so I’ll fuck you good and hard? Is that it?” Jared crawls over him, his mouth just inches from Jensen’s crotch. Jensen nods his head rapidly, his hand sliding into Jared’s long hair. Jared smiles, the look on his face more feral than Jensen has ever seen it. He dips his head, opening and closing his mouth over Jensen’s still covered cock.
Jensen jerks, groaning loudly as Jared mouths his cock, sucking hard. “Fuck.. Jared…please…need it.” His body jerks as Jared laughs sending vibrations washing over where is mouth is attached. He can practically taste it he’s so close, his moans hitting the “Uhh…uhhh” stage, words having no meaning anymore.
Then just as quickly Jared backs off, fingers scrambling to pull his belt free. Jared’s movements are frantic, hinting at just how badly he wants this. “Goddamn belts, fuckers never cooperate…there!” The belt is shoved open, fingers grabbing at Jensen’s zipper pulling it down roughly. Warm fingers slide just inside, running over the top of his boxer-briefs, toying with the elastic.
“Jared…” It’s a warning, they both know it. Jensen is past the point of caring about how desperate he sounds, he just wants, needs, more. He lifts his hips in invitation and sighs happily as he feels his jeans and underwear being pushed down and off his hips. Jared sets back on his knees, tugging them harshly to Jensen’s feet. “Shoes…can’t.”
“Fuck it…can’t wait.” Jared moans, his lips shining as he lets his tongue slide slowly over them. His hands move to his own belt and Jensen stops him, pushing them aside and taking over. And Jared has a point, belts are fucking evil. He grunts, struggling with the offending object, smiling when he hears the click as it slides back. He makes quick work of sliding Jared’s jeans and underwear down, getting them just past his ass when Jared suddenly shoves his hands away and reaches between them.
“Shit…warning…fuck, so good.” Jensen pants, his eyes rolling back in his head as Jared slides one finger inside him. He wonders just when Jared opened the lube, but it really doesn’t matter because he’s sliding it back out and now there’s two. He tries to angle his hips to get Jared to hit that spot but it’s not working. He cracks one eye open and notices Jared smiling down at him, fuck, he’s not going to let him.
“Want more, baby? Earn it…” Jared bites out the last words, his head bowing to close his lips over a nipple. Jensen arches his back, rotating his hips. But he still can’t get the angle right. “Come on, Jenny…” Something inside snaps at the abbreviation of his name and he pushes down hard just as Jared adds another finger and there. Right fucking there…
“Oh…oh God!” Jensen bites his lip hard enough to taste copper and his world tilts. His eyes blink open and he locks them with Jared’s as he presses down again, his whole body shaking as those long fingers stroke over his prostate.
“You look so damn hot, Jen, fucking yourself on my fingers like that. God, I could come from just watching you.” Jared moans, twisting his wrist, making him hit that spot just a little harder. “God, Jen, got to be inside you, now.” Jensen whimpers at the loss as Jared slides his fingers out, giving his own cock a couple of quick strokes and making it glisten with a mixture of pre-come and lube.
He can feel Jared push in slowly, his body stretching to accommodate him. It always hurts at first, just a bit of pain, but that only makes it better, pain mixing with intense pleasure as Jared fills him to the hilt. His breath leaves him, coming out in a deep growl as Jared pulls back and slams in only to jerk back just as fast and do it all over again.
“Harder…told you I wanna feel it for days.” And then Jared’s mouth is closing over his, the angle of his thrusts changing as he slides back and forth with fervor. He slides his tongue in Jared’s mouth, flicking fast and hard, mimicking the movement of Jared’s cock inside him. He raises up as Jared slams down and he has to pull his mouth away to suck in a deep breath as it causes Jared to hit his prostate hard. “Yes, like that, baby…”
“Shut up…God, Jensen, just, fuck…” Jared groans out his hand closing over Jensen’s straining cock and tugging hard. Jensen moans loudly, his hips thrusting up frantically, fucking against Jared’s hand and his cock. “Not so chatty now, are we?” Jared punctuates the words with a series of deep and hard thrusts inside him, his thumb circling the head of Jensen’s cock.
“Ugh…Jared…Jared.” He can feel his toes curling in his boots and he digs his heels into the couch and arches his hips up frantically trying to get that last bit of pressure he needs. He scratches his nails down Jared’s back then digs them harshly into his ass, grasping and pulling him down even tighter against him. He can feel Jared tense, knows he’s close. He lets one finger slide towards the center of Jared’s ass, teasingly running up and down.
“Jen…don’t…” The warning falls on deaf ears though as Jensen pushes his finger inside, feeling the tight heat clamp down around him. And then Jared’s slamming into him and he knows that he’s making good on his promise. He’s going to feel this for weeks.
The new pace is punishing and Jared’s hand on his cock has tightened, if he closes his eyes he can imagine he’s inside Jared, fucking the tightness that’s surrounding his finger. It’s enough to push him to the edge and he comes without so much as a warning, “FUCK JARED!!” His body goes limp, his breathing ragged as wave after wave of his orgasm rolls over him. He feels Jared push into him once, twice more and he looks up just in time to watch him scrunch up his face, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he comes hard inside Jensen.
“GOD…Jensen!” Jared’s head falls to his shoulder, warm breath coming in shallow gasps along his collarbone. He slides his hands back up Jared’s back, running his fingers lazily through his hair. Jared makes something that sounds like a mixture between a purr and his name and Jensen smiles.
“Jared?” His voice sounds scratchy and most definitely fucked-out.
“Mmmm…” Jared is never very coherent after he comes, and Jensen’s always teasing him about the loss of vital brain cells every time he gets off.
“I’m buying you a whole fucking bag of Blow-Pops for Halloween…” Jared snorts against his neck and Jensen feels a similar sound making its way out of his mouth and smiles.
Part Two: Sex And Candy- Jawbreakers
Author:
fricky_writer22 -Mandy
Single or Verse: Part 1/? Of the J2 Candy!Verse
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: CWRPS- Jensen/Jared (J2)
Summary: Jared basically just gave that sucker one fantastic blow-job. Jensen thinks he might be losing his mind when he’s jealous of a sucker.
Warnings: There be porn and slightly pervy uses of candy :D
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction, Jensen and Jared are not really lovers and they‘re not having lots of phenomenally hot buttsex. Damn.
Author’s Notes: This is my first J2 fic and it’s pure porn at that. I’m hoping I did the pairing justice :)
Feedback: Is love people, give me love!
Betas: The lovely
madders for assuring me that I hadn’t lost my porn-fu *snorts* and the equally lovely
nornay for demanding that I get on with it and write dirty, porny, J2. ♥ to you both!
“God yes…” Jared moans, his tongue swiping out to lick the left-over sugar from his lips.
Motherfuck… Jensen swears to himself, eyes glued to Jared’s wet bottom lip that’s tinged pink from the sucker. He’s hard as fucking granite just from watching Jared eat candy. Then again, Jared never really just eats it. He savors every last bite, making these mewling sounds in the back of his throat after ever taste. Jared basically just gave that sucker one fantastic blow-job. Jensen thinks he might be losing his mind when he’s jealous of a sucker.
“You make eating candy a pornographic act…” Jensen’s voice has dropped an octave and he finds himself sucking in a breath at the smirk sliding over Jared’s mouth.
Jensen watches as Jared grabs his stash from the counter and practically saunters over to him. He tosses the bag of candy onto the couch, kicking Jensen’s feet apart so his legs spread wide. Jensen bites his lip, his body reacting of its own accord, leaning back into the plush cushions. Jared’s eyes never leave his as he bends, placing his hands on either side of Jensen’s head, sliding his long legs over Jensen‘s.
He’s pretty damn sure that the definition of Heaven is having a lap full of Padalecki, especially when said Padalecki has that “I’m going to fuck you through the couch” look in his eyes. Jensen brings his hands to rest on Jared’s thighs, digging into the rough denim slightly with his nails.
“You wanna know why I’m always eatin’ candy, Jen?” Jared’s Texas drawl punctuates the words and Jensen’s so distracted by the sound of his voice that he misses seeing Jared’s hand slide into the bag.
“Why’s that, Jare?” He really should be ashamed of how breathless he sounds, after all Jared hasn’t even really touched him yet. He hears the tell-tale crinkle of a candy wrapper and looks down in time to catch Jared unveiling a bright-red blow-pop.
“Cause I have to do something with my mouth, Jenny. I can’t just suck you off in public, so I distract myself.” Jensen swears hotly as Jared pops the sucker in his mouth, pulling hard and slipping off with a lewd slurp. “I’m always thinking about it, Jen. How I just want to push you up against the nearest available surface, drag your clothes down to your knees, and wrap my mouth around your cock. Hear you make those low, hot noises, your fingers pushing and pulling at my head. Gets me so fucking hard.” Jensen’s hips cant up, his nails digging in harder now, Jared’s words causing his body to flush with heat and want.
Jared’s got that damn sucker in his mouth again, this time with his lips open so Jensen can see his tongue flicking back and forth over it, swirling around and then slowly licking up. Jared’s a mother-fuckin’ cocktease.
“Umm, tastes good, Jen. Not as good as you, but still…good. Wanna taste?” Jared’s eyes are sparkling with mischief. He knows exactly what he’s doing, but Jensen’ll be damned if he has enough brain cells right now to call him on it. Instead he just nods his head, leaning up a little from the couch.
“Open up that pretty mouth for me, baby.” Jensen’s stomach clenches at the desire that laces Jared’s voice and he obediently opens his mouth, letting Jared slide the candy in. He wraps his lips around it, sucking hard and making his cheeks hollow. When he feels Jared grind slightly against him he smirks around the sucker.
He pulls off the candy, licking his lips slowly, “Ummm…” Jared’s free hand clutches at the back of his neck, pulling him up closer and crashing their lips together. Their tongues fight for control, their lips sticking slightly from the melted candy. And if Jared keeps fucking his mouth like that he’s going to come in his pants, even that knowledge doesn’t keep him from thrusting his hips up as Jared pushes down against him.
Jared pulls back first, his eyes darker now, breath coming out in harsh pants, the sound causing Jensen’s stomach to twist. He loves seeing Jared like this, on the brink, just moments away from snapping. Loves the way he bites his bottom lip and scrunches his eyes to try and find some semblance of control.
Jensen sees it happen, sees Jared slide back into control. His eyes becoming predatory, his lips upturned into a smile that promises things Jensen’s only ever fantasized about before he met him.
The sucker’s back in his mouth, Jared pushing it in a little harder this time, and then right back out. Jared is fucking his mouth with it. He lets it slide just inside Jensen’s lips before pulling it back out. Back and forth, over and over again. Jensen moans deep in his throat, his cock pulsing between his legs.
“Yeah, Jenny, suck it.” And you’d think Jared was talking about his cock the way he purred it. His eyes transfixed on the slip-slide motion of moving the candy in and out of Jensen’s mouth.
Jensen pulls back, letting the sucker fall to his bottom lip. He snakes his tongue out slicking it over and around the candy. He closes his eyes and licks in quick little flickering motions and suddenly Jared’s right there, and fuckyesfinally. He hears a dull thud as the sucker hits the floor and rolls.
Jared has control of the kiss, his mouth pressing hard enough to bruise, to mark. Jensen lets his hands move up, curving his fingers over Jared’s hips. He tugs slightly so their bodies are flush against one another, and then he lifts, rolling his hips slowly. He breathes in deeply from his nose, moaning loudly as Jared matches his movement, starting a punishing rhythm with his own hips.
“Jare…God…so fucking close already.” Jensen pants, pulling his mouth away to let his breath fan out hot and heavy over Jared’s throat. He can feel his stomach tightening, the tell-tale cold flush sweeping over him. Just a little more…
“Not yet, Jen.” Jensen whimpers as Jared pulls back, slowing the movement of his hips to a gentle sway. Just a tease of friction and it’s nowhere near fucking enough. He takes some satisfaction at the way Jared’s own breathing is labored, his cheeks tinted a dark rose.
He drags his hand up Jared’s chest, his fingertips brushing lightly over a hardened nipple. Jared’s breath catches, his hips coming down harder automatically. Jensen laughs, the sound deep and throaty, and Jared glares down at him, “ Bitch…”
“That’s my line…Oh sweet Jesus!” Jensen can feel the sharp pain as his head slams back into the couch, but he’ll worry about that later. Right now Jared’s long fingers are cupping his jean-covered cock, sliding up and down the length. He bites his lip, words his momma told him never to say falling from his mouth. Fuckin’ Jared…
“Two can play that game, baby. Don’t mess with the bull…well, you know the rest.” Jared’s smirking, Jensen doesn’t even have to look up to know it, the lilt in his voice clue enough. It’s always like this, one of them pushing the other, back and forth, until one of them caves. Jensen’s pretty sure it will be him this time around.
“Jared…tease…you mother…shit.” He’s trying to make sense, but it’s not as easy at it sounds when Jared’s stroking him to orgasm through his fucking jeans. And the bastard is laughing at him, which should piss him off but all Jensen can be bothered with at the moment is the brain-numbing need to come.
“What do you want, Jen? Want my mouth on you? Want me to lay you back right here on this couch and fuck you until you come so hard your toes go numb?” Jared’s voice has got that edge to it now, the one that makes Jensen’s mouth go dry in anticipation. He may be the one in control, but it’s slipping. All Jensen needs to do to get what he wants is push just a little and make that reserve snap.
He runs his hand through Jared’s hair, tugging just enough to bring his head down to his own. He lets his tongue flick out, running it lazily over Jared’s bottom lip. “Want you in me, Jare. Fucking me so hard I feel it for days…” He lets his voice drop, sliding into his Texas drawl and he watches Jared’s eyes go darker. “Come on, baby, fuck me.”
Jared growls loudly, his voice broken around the edges as he raises up and stares down at Jensen like he’s prey. “On your back…now.” His words are clipped, causing Jensen to shudder and do just as he says. He watches through heavy-lidded eyes as Jared ransacks the end table in search of lube. At this point Jensen doesn’t think he can even wait that long.
“Gonna fuck me, baby? Make me come so hard for you?” Jensen slides his hands down his body, cupping his own cock and rolling his hips up into the motion. His eyes roll back in his head at the pressure, his legs tensing as he lifts up grinding against his own hand harder. His eyes flutter open slowly and he gasps at the look in Jared’s eyes.
Jared lets out a grunt, grabbing Jensen’s hand in his and yanking it away hard, “You like playing with me, Jen? Making me crazy so I’ll fuck you good and hard? Is that it?” Jared crawls over him, his mouth just inches from Jensen’s crotch. Jensen nods his head rapidly, his hand sliding into Jared’s long hair. Jared smiles, the look on his face more feral than Jensen has ever seen it. He dips his head, opening and closing his mouth over Jensen’s still covered cock.
Jensen jerks, groaning loudly as Jared mouths his cock, sucking hard. “Fuck.. Jared…please…need it.” His body jerks as Jared laughs sending vibrations washing over where is mouth is attached. He can practically taste it he’s so close, his moans hitting the “Uhh…uhhh” stage, words having no meaning anymore.
Then just as quickly Jared backs off, fingers scrambling to pull his belt free. Jared’s movements are frantic, hinting at just how badly he wants this. “Goddamn belts, fuckers never cooperate…there!” The belt is shoved open, fingers grabbing at Jensen’s zipper pulling it down roughly. Warm fingers slide just inside, running over the top of his boxer-briefs, toying with the elastic.
“Jared…” It’s a warning, they both know it. Jensen is past the point of caring about how desperate he sounds, he just wants, needs, more. He lifts his hips in invitation and sighs happily as he feels his jeans and underwear being pushed down and off his hips. Jared sets back on his knees, tugging them harshly to Jensen’s feet. “Shoes…can’t.”
“Fuck it…can’t wait.” Jared moans, his lips shining as he lets his tongue slide slowly over them. His hands move to his own belt and Jensen stops him, pushing them aside and taking over. And Jared has a point, belts are fucking evil. He grunts, struggling with the offending object, smiling when he hears the click as it slides back. He makes quick work of sliding Jared’s jeans and underwear down, getting them just past his ass when Jared suddenly shoves his hands away and reaches between them.
“Shit…warning…fuck, so good.” Jensen pants, his eyes rolling back in his head as Jared slides one finger inside him. He wonders just when Jared opened the lube, but it really doesn’t matter because he’s sliding it back out and now there’s two. He tries to angle his hips to get Jared to hit that spot but it’s not working. He cracks one eye open and notices Jared smiling down at him, fuck, he’s not going to let him.
“Want more, baby? Earn it…” Jared bites out the last words, his head bowing to close his lips over a nipple. Jensen arches his back, rotating his hips. But he still can’t get the angle right. “Come on, Jenny…” Something inside snaps at the abbreviation of his name and he pushes down hard just as Jared adds another finger and there. Right fucking there…
“Oh…oh God!” Jensen bites his lip hard enough to taste copper and his world tilts. His eyes blink open and he locks them with Jared’s as he presses down again, his whole body shaking as those long fingers stroke over his prostate.
“You look so damn hot, Jen, fucking yourself on my fingers like that. God, I could come from just watching you.” Jared moans, twisting his wrist, making him hit that spot just a little harder. “God, Jen, got to be inside you, now.” Jensen whimpers at the loss as Jared slides his fingers out, giving his own cock a couple of quick strokes and making it glisten with a mixture of pre-come and lube.
He can feel Jared push in slowly, his body stretching to accommodate him. It always hurts at first, just a bit of pain, but that only makes it better, pain mixing with intense pleasure as Jared fills him to the hilt. His breath leaves him, coming out in a deep growl as Jared pulls back and slams in only to jerk back just as fast and do it all over again.
“Harder…told you I wanna feel it for days.” And then Jared’s mouth is closing over his, the angle of his thrusts changing as he slides back and forth with fervor. He slides his tongue in Jared’s mouth, flicking fast and hard, mimicking the movement of Jared’s cock inside him. He raises up as Jared slams down and he has to pull his mouth away to suck in a deep breath as it causes Jared to hit his prostate hard. “Yes, like that, baby…”
“Shut up…God, Jensen, just, fuck…” Jared groans out his hand closing over Jensen’s straining cock and tugging hard. Jensen moans loudly, his hips thrusting up frantically, fucking against Jared’s hand and his cock. “Not so chatty now, are we?” Jared punctuates the words with a series of deep and hard thrusts inside him, his thumb circling the head of Jensen’s cock.
“Ugh…Jared…Jared.” He can feel his toes curling in his boots and he digs his heels into the couch and arches his hips up frantically trying to get that last bit of pressure he needs. He scratches his nails down Jared’s back then digs them harshly into his ass, grasping and pulling him down even tighter against him. He can feel Jared tense, knows he’s close. He lets one finger slide towards the center of Jared’s ass, teasingly running up and down.
“Jen…don’t…” The warning falls on deaf ears though as Jensen pushes his finger inside, feeling the tight heat clamp down around him. And then Jared’s slamming into him and he knows that he’s making good on his promise. He’s going to feel this for weeks.
The new pace is punishing and Jared’s hand on his cock has tightened, if he closes his eyes he can imagine he’s inside Jared, fucking the tightness that’s surrounding his finger. It’s enough to push him to the edge and he comes without so much as a warning, “FUCK JARED!!” His body goes limp, his breathing ragged as wave after wave of his orgasm rolls over him. He feels Jared push into him once, twice more and he looks up just in time to watch him scrunch up his face, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he comes hard inside Jensen.
“GOD…Jensen!” Jared’s head falls to his shoulder, warm breath coming in shallow gasps along his collarbone. He slides his hands back up Jared’s back, running his fingers lazily through his hair. Jared makes something that sounds like a mixture between a purr and his name and Jensen smiles.
“Jared?” His voice sounds scratchy and most definitely fucked-out.
“Mmmm…” Jared is never very coherent after he comes, and Jensen’s always teasing him about the loss of vital brain cells every time he gets off.
“I’m buying you a whole fucking bag of Blow-Pops for Halloween…” Jared snorts against his neck and Jensen feels a similar sound making its way out of his mouth and smiles.
Part Two: Sex And Candy- Jawbreakers