Damn Dog 1/1
Damn Dog
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC17
Words: 640
Disclaimer: fiction, okay?
for achoo987 's prompt "damn dog"
Warnings: frotting, teenagers making out
Summary: Jared knows that making out with Jensen while his parents are downstairs is probably not a good idea... but he can't seem to care at the moment.
It was so wrong to be making out in his room when his parents were watching a movie downstairs... but, damn, did it feel great to be bad. A cool hand creeping underneath his shirt made his stomach twitch and broke off any thoughts of how wrong this might be when he started giggling at the feeling.
“Fuck, you're hand's cold! I didn't know I was boyfriends with a zombie!”
“If it's cold, then you have to warm it up,” Jensen said pressing his flat palm against his skin as he nipped on the side of Jared's neck.
This was all new and exciting and he really didn't mind Jensen's hands being a little cool because between them they were producing enough heat to make his bed sheets catch fire any moment. He grinned pressing his lips to Jensen's as he pulled him down, the hand on his stomach getting caught between them as his boyfriend didn't resist the pull and pretty much lay down on top of him.
It was a little awkward to be in such a girly position with a guy practically covering him. But he couldn't make himself care because once he lifted his hips, he could feel the bulge in Jensen's jeans push down against him and it made him groan against the other boy's lips.
“Fuck!”
He couldn't stop his eyes from screwing closed, just as he couldn't stop his hips from grinding upwards searching for more friction rightthefucknow.
Jensen chuckled and the vibrations of it made the little hairs on Jared's neck stand on end like touched by an electric charge. Jensen kissed Jared's eyelids and it was an unexpected while not unwelcome feeling... and when he grabbed the back of Jared's jeans, squeezing his ass before pulling it up so they could grind against each other even more, that was definitely not unwelcome. They were quiet only letting small sighs and the occasional low moan break from their lips as they moved against each other separated only by their clothing but not in the right state of mind to even consider getting rid of it.
Jared's hard-on had been quite substantial from the start but seemed to become so hard that he was for a second worried that his pants would rip. But before that could happen he bit his lip, groaning deeply as his toes and stomach twitched and he found himself panting, a warm, wet spot forming inside his jeans. Jensen was folded around him like a blanket, fists balled in the back of Jared's shirt as his breath was stuttering in what was probably his own orgasm.
He could feel a blush run up his face when he realized what they had just done. They hadn't planned on that, or at least Jared hadn't and it was a little embarrassing just how quickly they had lost it. But he could not find a bone in his body that was willing to regret it.
A sudden bark outside his door made Jared jump so hard that he accidentally pushed Jensen off him. The boy yelped at suddenly being unseated and tumbled off the side of the bed with a thump.
“Damn dog!” he cursed from where he landed on the floor while Jared jumped off the bed to unlock the door and pull the agitated dog inside.
“I got him!” Jared shouted towards his parents downstairs hoping they would not come investigating what the family dog had gotten all riled up over.
Harley, their large blond mixed-bred dog was anything but subtle about what had caught his attention as he started sniffing them both, especially their crotches. Jensen pushed the dog's large head away turning red as a beet in the process.
“Damn that dog.”
When all else failed, they laughed.
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