[fic]Tape That - Jared/Jensen - Part 1
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Title: Tape That
work title: cucumber
Pairing: J2 (Jared/Jensen).
Author: nyaubaby
Rating: NC-17 apparently
Word Count: 4800ish
Betas: godamnarmsrace & apostrophee without you girls I would be a mess and without spelling. Not to mention my crappy grammar *smooches you guys*
Summary: Jensen and Jared are on set. One thing lead to another, and Jared takes the cucumber out. No responsible held what follows.
Disclaimer: All fiction, I owe nothing apparently just the words I typed up. All mistakes are mine and no cucumber was hurt during the process.
A/N: onci_dium and I were commenting each other with pictures the other day (now long time ago), when this picture came up. She wrote a couple of captions. I choose this one when we decided to write a drabble about. This takes part during Season 1, shooting episode 9 (Home).
2) You think THAT is phallic? I will show you phallic...
* * *
He stared at the ruined fridge in front of him. Spilled milk merged with red tomato sauce, broken jars and flour spotted the floor, and fruits and vegetables were scattered everywhere. It amused him how the prop master always added such realistic touches to everything, it really helped Jared get into character, slip into the role of Sam.
There was only one more scene to shoot before the day would be over. They had to walk to a different set, but not before they got to destroy what was left of the one they’d been using all day. That was a tradition. If there was something they wouldn’t need to use again - like a ghost ruined kitchen -, they would have the pleasure of destroying it, burning off the tension by kicking in walls and breaking windows.
Jensen was laughing and cracking jokes to the crew telling them how messy he is when he cooks. A smile broke out on Jared’s face as he thought about all of the other times Jensen was messy and that smile slipped into a grin as he thought about wrinkled white sheets and piles of clothes thrown around on their bedroom floor, bodies sweaty and grinding, hands stripping each other.
With a laugh Jared shook the images out of his head and began working on the destruction of the fridge when his hand came across something big, hard, thick and long.
"Oh," he chucked his hands were already grabbing the cucumber.
He rose to his feet grinning like an idiot who just found the 'biggest dork' award.
Jensen was still in the middle of describing how he usually chopped up tomatoes, hands mimicking everything he said, chopping the air with a huge knife.
"Lookie, what I just found!" Jared shoved the cucumber up to Jensen's face.
"What's up Padalecki, you don’t have any measuring tape so now you’re using phallic shaped vegetables to compare yourself to? "
"You think THAT is phallic? I’ll show you phallic..." He said as he started to unbutton his pants causing everyone who was near them to crack up in laughter.
"I still have the knife you know, and can use it like a pro-chef!" Jensen said in a cocky voice trying to sound casual waving the knife threateningly, but his eyes were glued to Jared's hands and what he was doing with them. Jared was quite aware of this fact, growing harder and harder with every button he undid.
They swore to themselves that they wouldn’t let "their" thing get out of control and on set they were just "Jared 'n Jensen", or “the boys” as everybody’s referred to them but sometimes that was easier said than done.
"Stop Jared or you’ll make Jules faint in the back there! Beside you know you can't beat The Cockles!" Jensen said hoping Jared would stop for fuck's sake so he could calm himself down in the bathroom later thinking about those freaking huge palms stroking his., NO!, Stroking the cucumber, EEE! Still WRONG! Stroking nothing; he decided and tried to think of Chris' dirty laundry, smelly socks, hairy legs, anything that would distract him and the monster that was beginning to rise in his pants.
Jared laughed but started to button back his pants, Jensen mumbled a silent thank you to himself.
"Cockles, huh? When did you 'grow' so much confidence?"
"It's TRUFAX, man!" Jensen protested puffing out his chest with bravado roughly exhaling.
"I’ll show you how big your dick is, Ackles!" He grinned and grabbed the knife out of Jensen's hand rudely chopping half of the cucumber off. Everybody was laughing, Jared too, but the laughter didn’t reach his eyes. His eyes were serious and hot, pinning Jensen to the floor where he’s been standing for god knows how long staring at the knife, Jared, and what was left of the cucumber.
"Oh God, you just emasculated me in front of everyone!" He whined taking a breath and hovering over to Jared and his chopped cucumber. He actually felt hurt, but Jared eyes were rather promising than making fun of him now. He can work with that; it's all about acting right? He put on a steady smile.
"Now THIS is Trufax!" Jared said still grinning as he tossed the cucumber parts to one of the prop girls. "Take care of it sweetheart, you don’t see how big Mr. Jensen thee Ackles is that often.” He winked at her as the prop girl smiled back and turned deep red.
"Quit it Padalecki, or do you pick on everything you’re jealous of?"
"Yeah, that's why I cut up your teddy bear," he said and turned walking away cocky smile still dancing on his lips.
"You did WHAT?!" Jensen yelled running after Jared, leaving the rest of the crew behind who were still giggling and bemusing about what they'd just seen.
* * *
It was dark and cold. He was waiting for Jared to call his name in that strangled, muffled voice that could only mean one thing; he was choking.
Jared was on the ground, breathing weak pretending that each breath could potentially be the last one he’d ever breathe.
Jensen stormed in, grabbing the cord off of Jared’s neck listening to his panting and trying to kill the image from his head about how good Jared would look tied up. Later, he thought.
He hugged Jared tightly, feeling his muscles go still, a little bit too much force for a person who almost got choked on a cord according to the script, but he couldn’t care less, he was hugging him.
"CUT! Awesome guys! That's a wrap," the director yelled, and everybody let out a big sigh and cheered as they finally could go home.
The day had been intense. They were usually able to hold back their needs, but today had just been too much. Jared cutting the cucumbers, breathing heavy against his cheek when he unwrapped the wire from his neck leaving goose-bumps all over Jensen's skin were not right.
Jensen had known Jared for almost a year now and they celebrated their show being picked up by knocking each other to the wall kissing each other and jerking off roughly for the very first time. Crazy, he knew that.
They have been hiding it since then, almost for four months. Best and worst four months of his life, Jensen thought. He rose to his feet patting Jared on the shoulder and smiling lightly.
“You okay, man? I haven’t crushed you or something?”
“Like you could, moron,” Jared grinned patting Jensen on the back.
“Hey I was thinking, since we’re both finished, if you know, maybe you’d like to…” Jensen couldn’t finish the sentence that would contain words like beer or his apartment maybe his couch or bed, depending on the mood. Jared was quicker and interrupted.
“Meet me at Stage D,” he whispered in Jensen’s ears squeezing his shoulder. “I have a special treat for you, Mr. Pickle.”
Jensen eyes went wide thinking of anything Jared could do to him as a special treat, leaving his legs weak, but he could never be too precautious. At least not with Jared.
“Okay, but promise me something. You let the knife rest in the drawer, will ya?” He added just to be sure.
He still heard the barking laugh Jared broke as he was walking away to his trailer to take a shower like Jensen knew Jared always did after a long day on set.
* * *
Stage D was dark, stuffed with blue screens and cameras and apparently no one was around. They usually shot the insert car scenes here; of course, there was the Impala in the middle of the stage. Jensen circled around the car, looking around not knowing why Jared wanted to meet up here instead of going for a beer, or better, going to his apartment.
Suddenly a sharp beam of light appeared spotting the Impala right where Jensen stood. He went still for a moment waiting for someone to call out his name when Jared walked into the beam of light wearing only jeans. He was shirtless drops of water still shining on his chest from the shower. He swallowed hard. Sweet Jesus! Yeah, his Greek God had arrived.
“Put your hands on the car.” Jared said in husky voice which could only mean one thing.
Jensen wanted to say something, but suddenly his throat went dry, his heart was pounding in his chest, beating against his ribcage and he couldn’t do much than obey.
Jared watched as Jensen did exactly what he wanted him to do, facing to the Impala, both his hands flat out on the hood of the car.
Jared walked over to the cameras, switching them on one by one. There were three of them covering every inch of the car and now them as they were in the crossfire.
“Jared, you can’t do that, we agreed…” Jared cut off Jensen’s protest with pressing Jensen to the car, shoving his hips forward. It was a bit rough he knew, but he couldn’t hold himself together anymore. He was planning this, hell, waiting for this for the whole day.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I will do Jen. Taping you, taping us, and everything I can do to you.” He whispered into Jensen’s ear eagerly and hot.
Jared placed his hand on Jensen’s shoulder slowly sliding them down until they closed around Jensen’s wrist. He squeezed it lightly but firm before he released them and hugged Jensen from behind pushing themselves together even tighter. He felt Jensen shiver as he probably sensed his already hard bump against his back.
He shifted back a little then pushed himself hard against Jensen again enjoying the friction. Another hiss. He loved how he could play and control him. He couldn’t tease long enough usually before he would lose it though, but until he held himself together, it was an awesome feeling.
Slowly he started to massage Jensen’s nipples through his shirt. Jensen’s moan was louder this time making Jared want to do more and more to hear that sound again. He wanted to lick and kiss every inch of Jensen but not just now. He still had a little teasing to do.
“Talk to me Jen, you know my mouth can get occupied pretty easily while you’re under me and I love how you stumble and stutter when you’re excited.”
“Nhggnnnkay!” Was the only response he could get from Jensen. He smiled against his skin as he whispered the words into his spine and getting shaky reactions back.
“What else do you think now, Jen? I wanna remember when I watch us on the tape. I wanna remember every minute I spent with you.”
“Jared,” he exhaled, “Don’t...don’t do this to me...” He blurted it out before he moaned again against the car.
Jared didn’t answer instead he tore down the shirt from Jensen and pressed his naked chest into Jensen’s back pushing his hips forward again moaning to himself as it made contact with Jensen jeans covered ass.
“I want you.” Yeah talking was really hard in a state like this “right now”. Well, teasing was overrated anyway.
“Get me then.” Jensen breathed.
In less than a second Jared had spun Jensen around locking their eyes together. He held his gaze before he lowered his head and lips until he was an inch close to Jensen pouty lips, those amazingly juicy lips that had been haunting his dreams over a year now.
“I wanted to take it slow,” he whispered, “but you drive me crazy, Jen.”
And with those words he closed the distance, his mouth landing on Jensen’s lips opening them then shoving his tongue into the dark wetness, circling against Jensen’s tongue for a second then going for his lips instead, sucking them slow, teasingly.
His hands were occupied as well, tracing a line from Jensen nipples to his stomach then down to his navel playing with the little hairs he had there still careful not to make it lower.
Jensen shivered against Jared. Jared’s huge paws always made him feel so small but precious. When he held him like this, when he cupped his face and laid kisses on his lips and eyelids, when he stroked his hard cock while he was panting into Jared’s ear telling him he’d better not dare stop. He friggin’ loved Jared hands.
“Your hands.” He panted when Jared released his lips leaving it dark red and swollen.
Jared was now biting and licking his neck which made him totally forget what he wanted to say. “What about my hands?” Jared murmured against Jensen’s shoulder-blades sliding his hands over Jensen’s stomach again.
Jensen leaned closer and with a rough motion he grabbed Jared’s ass binding them closer again, and started to move creating friction rubbing himself against Jared.
He would’ve smiled to himself if he could’ve thought but in that moment he couldn’t. He was too distracted by Jared.
“I love your hands on me.” Jensen mumbled against Jared’s tongue and he wanted to prove it too. Jared stopped teasing Jensen’s stomach instead he cupped Jensen’s face to steady him for a kiss, grinding their hips together. Before Jared would have succeeded Jensen turned his face kissing into Jared’s palm then gently licked a line on his thumb and bit down sucking it deep into his mouth.
That was all he could take. Jared had a weak spot when it came to Jensen. Jensen on his hands, on his knees, kissing him being this erotically charged animal hot and horny. He moved his hand from Jensen’s cheeks and went right for the reward, unbuttoning Jensen jeans with one hand, caressing him with the other.
He grabbed Jensen hard cock and started to stroke it with fast moves Jensen panting against his thumb still sucking hard. Jared stopped for a second to unbutton his jeans as well, to finally, FINALLY make their bodies contact in the way God made them. It was SO amazing, every time felt new but also had that familiar feeling, like coming home. Rubbing their hard erections together made them both loose control and just fall into each other arms moaning and panting hard, focusing not to come just yet.
“I wanna feel you inside me.” Jensen released Jared’s thumb with a pop. He was so hard that it physically made it seem as if his brain would melt out of his cock
“I will make it so good for you Jen.” Jared shoved down their jeans completely, making both of them step out of it and pressing Jensen up harder on the hood as their bodies practically boiled everything within a three meter radius. He lowered himself, was almost kneeling on the ground grabbing Jensen’s cock again stroking it harder, then hovering his lips over it eyeing Jensen waiting for reaction.
Jensen’s eyes were glittering from passion, like he couldn’t get enough of the sight of the big Padalecki kneeling in front of him. Jared wasn’t good at blowjobs but what he couldn’t do with his mouth, he was compensating with his large hands driving Jensen crazy. Still stroking he lifted one of Jensen’s legs up and put it over his shoulder getting more access to Jensen’s hips and ass. He looked up to Jensen then he licked exactly the same fingers that Jensen was sucking previously making them wet and slick from saliva.
Jensen threw his head back and hissed as soon as Jared’s fingers touched his sensitive hole and pushed them in deeper and deeper. Jared knew the tricks so as he was working Jensen up and down, he inched the tip of his finger searching. When Jensen jumped and his already too hard cock twitched Jared knew he’d found it. Touching and teasing that spot he licked a line on the side of Jensen’s cock then swallowed it in.
Jensen was squirming in his hands calling Jared’s name begging him first and then swearing, cursing him not to stop. Jared was on edge as well, pre-cum dripping from his cock leaving drops on the Stage floor.
Jared suddenly released Jensen from his grip and he stood, cupping Jensen’s ass lifting him up with the same movement forcing Jensen to wrap his legs around Jared hips. That’s was the best position, their erections rubbing against each other breathing hardly into each other’s mouth. Face to face, like they always loved.
Pressing Jensen up to the car freeing his one hand he spit in it then smeared his cock before he pushed slowly into Jensen’s hole. It felt so good he had to force himself not to push it faster and harder like he would wanted, not to hurt Jensen. Slowly sliding in and god he was so tight. But he knew his way. He’d been there before and moving with Jensen holding him close to his body, hugging in every possible way made his heart full.
He lifted his head locking his gaze with Jensen as he was moving in and out of him, thrusting deeper and deeper. He angled himself a bit lower then pressed up aiming that spot he’d found earlier.
“Oh GOD, JARED!” Jensen shouted suddenly throwing his head back against the car letting Jared know the mission was complete.
A few more thrusts and Jensen shot his seed against Jared’s stomach who was only seconds away from erupting as well. Seeing Jensen’s orgasm made him pump harder and harder, until he lost it and came against Jensen’s with a loud groan and muscles flexed.
They were panting loudly, kissing the aftershock from each other’s lips.
“I love you,” Jared whispered into Jensen’s ear still limp from their lovemaking.
“I love you too Jared.” Was the only answer he got and wanted.
* * *
He’d been staring at the letter in his hands for like half an hour still he couldn’t believe in his eyes. He read the damn thing again for like the twentieth time.
“I HAVE UR VIDEO! MEET ME AT THE TOP OF THE OCEANIC PLAZA TOMORROW AT 1800 OR I WILL POST IT ON YOUTUBE!”
Oh, my God! What he should do now? Call Jensen? He would freak out as he already was against the whole taping thing. Jared, think fast! How can this happen? He was so fucking careful! How the hell had this “crazycake” got the tape? He tried to recall what he’d done since the taping.
He and Jensen had sex on the impala, completely forgetting about the cameras. After cleaning themselves thank god he remembered to get the film out and put the tapes into his backpack. When they arrived to Jared’s he put them into his nightstand drawer. Since then, only his mom had been in his place. Oh dear, his mom! She would have a heart attack seeing his beloved middle child pumping his best friend on the side of Dean’s Impala. He went white.
This is just insane. How will he face Jensen? This could end his relationship with him. No, he couldn’t let that happen. He won’t give them up without fight. He is the most important person in his life. They’re just going to have to come out, hand in hand, screw the fans; at least they can freak them out by watching them kiss if that’s what it takes.
He let out a deep breath and dialed Jensen’s number.
* * *
Part 2
Title: Tape That
work title: cucumber
Pairing: J2 (Jared/Jensen).
Author: nyaubaby
Rating: NC-17 apparently
Word Count: 4800ish
Betas: godamnarmsrace & apostrophee without you girls I would be a mess and without spelling. Not to mention my crappy grammar *smooches you guys*
Summary: Jensen and Jared are on set. One thing lead to another, and Jared takes the cucumber out. No responsible held what follows.
Disclaimer: All fiction, I owe nothing apparently just the words I typed up. All mistakes are mine and no cucumber was hurt during the process.
A/N: onci_dium and I were commenting each other with pictures the other day (now long time ago), when this picture came up. She wrote a couple of captions. I choose this one when we decided to write a drabble about. This takes part during Season 1, shooting episode 9 (Home).
2) You think THAT is phallic? I will show you phallic...
* * *
He stared at the ruined fridge in front of him. Spilled milk merged with red tomato sauce, broken jars and flour spotted the floor, and fruits and vegetables were scattered everywhere. It amused him how the prop master always added such realistic touches to everything, it really helped Jared get into character, slip into the role of Sam.
There was only one more scene to shoot before the day would be over. They had to walk to a different set, but not before they got to destroy what was left of the one they’d been using all day. That was a tradition. If there was something they wouldn’t need to use again - like a ghost ruined kitchen -, they would have the pleasure of destroying it, burning off the tension by kicking in walls and breaking windows.
Jensen was laughing and cracking jokes to the crew telling them how messy he is when he cooks. A smile broke out on Jared’s face as he thought about all of the other times Jensen was messy and that smile slipped into a grin as he thought about wrinkled white sheets and piles of clothes thrown around on their bedroom floor, bodies sweaty and grinding, hands stripping each other.
With a laugh Jared shook the images out of his head and began working on the destruction of the fridge when his hand came across something big, hard, thick and long.
"Oh," he chucked his hands were already grabbing the cucumber.
He rose to his feet grinning like an idiot who just found the 'biggest dork' award.
Jensen was still in the middle of describing how he usually chopped up tomatoes, hands mimicking everything he said, chopping the air with a huge knife.
"Lookie, what I just found!" Jared shoved the cucumber up to Jensen's face.
"What's up Padalecki, you don’t have any measuring tape so now you’re using phallic shaped vegetables to compare yourself to? "
"You think THAT is phallic? I’ll show you phallic..." He said as he started to unbutton his pants causing everyone who was near them to crack up in laughter.
"I still have the knife you know, and can use it like a pro-chef!" Jensen said in a cocky voice trying to sound casual waving the knife threateningly, but his eyes were glued to Jared's hands and what he was doing with them. Jared was quite aware of this fact, growing harder and harder with every button he undid.
They swore to themselves that they wouldn’t let "their" thing get out of control and on set they were just "Jared 'n Jensen", or “the boys” as everybody’s referred to them but sometimes that was easier said than done.
"Stop Jared or you’ll make Jules faint in the back there! Beside you know you can't beat The Cockles!" Jensen said hoping Jared would stop for fuck's sake so he could calm himself down in the bathroom later thinking about those freaking huge palms stroking his., NO!, Stroking the cucumber, EEE! Still WRONG! Stroking nothing; he decided and tried to think of Chris' dirty laundry, smelly socks, hairy legs, anything that would distract him and the monster that was beginning to rise in his pants.
Jared laughed but started to button back his pants, Jensen mumbled a silent thank you to himself.
"Cockles, huh? When did you 'grow' so much confidence?"
"It's TRUFAX, man!" Jensen protested puffing out his chest with bravado roughly exhaling.
"I’ll show you how big your dick is, Ackles!" He grinned and grabbed the knife out of Jensen's hand rudely chopping half of the cucumber off. Everybody was laughing, Jared too, but the laughter didn’t reach his eyes. His eyes were serious and hot, pinning Jensen to the floor where he’s been standing for god knows how long staring at the knife, Jared, and what was left of the cucumber.
"Oh God, you just emasculated me in front of everyone!" He whined taking a breath and hovering over to Jared and his chopped cucumber. He actually felt hurt, but Jared eyes were rather promising than making fun of him now. He can work with that; it's all about acting right? He put on a steady smile.
"Now THIS is Trufax!" Jared said still grinning as he tossed the cucumber parts to one of the prop girls. "Take care of it sweetheart, you don’t see how big Mr. Jensen thee Ackles is that often.” He winked at her as the prop girl smiled back and turned deep red.
"Quit it Padalecki, or do you pick on everything you’re jealous of?"
"Yeah, that's why I cut up your teddy bear," he said and turned walking away cocky smile still dancing on his lips.
"You did WHAT?!" Jensen yelled running after Jared, leaving the rest of the crew behind who were still giggling and bemusing about what they'd just seen.
* * *
It was dark and cold. He was waiting for Jared to call his name in that strangled, muffled voice that could only mean one thing; he was choking.
Jared was on the ground, breathing weak pretending that each breath could potentially be the last one he’d ever breathe.
Jensen stormed in, grabbing the cord off of Jared’s neck listening to his panting and trying to kill the image from his head about how good Jared would look tied up. Later, he thought.
He hugged Jared tightly, feeling his muscles go still, a little bit too much force for a person who almost got choked on a cord according to the script, but he couldn’t care less, he was hugging him.
"CUT! Awesome guys! That's a wrap," the director yelled, and everybody let out a big sigh and cheered as they finally could go home.
The day had been intense. They were usually able to hold back their needs, but today had just been too much. Jared cutting the cucumbers, breathing heavy against his cheek when he unwrapped the wire from his neck leaving goose-bumps all over Jensen's skin were not right.
Jensen had known Jared for almost a year now and they celebrated their show being picked up by knocking each other to the wall kissing each other and jerking off roughly for the very first time. Crazy, he knew that.
They have been hiding it since then, almost for four months. Best and worst four months of his life, Jensen thought. He rose to his feet patting Jared on the shoulder and smiling lightly.
“You okay, man? I haven’t crushed you or something?”
“Like you could, moron,” Jared grinned patting Jensen on the back.
“Hey I was thinking, since we’re both finished, if you know, maybe you’d like to…” Jensen couldn’t finish the sentence that would contain words like beer or his apartment maybe his couch or bed, depending on the mood. Jared was quicker and interrupted.
“Meet me at Stage D,” he whispered in Jensen’s ears squeezing his shoulder. “I have a special treat for you, Mr. Pickle.”
Jensen eyes went wide thinking of anything Jared could do to him as a special treat, leaving his legs weak, but he could never be too precautious. At least not with Jared.
“Okay, but promise me something. You let the knife rest in the drawer, will ya?” He added just to be sure.
He still heard the barking laugh Jared broke as he was walking away to his trailer to take a shower like Jensen knew Jared always did after a long day on set.
* * *
Stage D was dark, stuffed with blue screens and cameras and apparently no one was around. They usually shot the insert car scenes here; of course, there was the Impala in the middle of the stage. Jensen circled around the car, looking around not knowing why Jared wanted to meet up here instead of going for a beer, or better, going to his apartment.
Suddenly a sharp beam of light appeared spotting the Impala right where Jensen stood. He went still for a moment waiting for someone to call out his name when Jared walked into the beam of light wearing only jeans. He was shirtless drops of water still shining on his chest from the shower. He swallowed hard. Sweet Jesus! Yeah, his Greek God had arrived.
“Put your hands on the car.” Jared said in husky voice which could only mean one thing.
Jensen wanted to say something, but suddenly his throat went dry, his heart was pounding in his chest, beating against his ribcage and he couldn’t do much than obey.
Jared watched as Jensen did exactly what he wanted him to do, facing to the Impala, both his hands flat out on the hood of the car.
Jared walked over to the cameras, switching them on one by one. There were three of them covering every inch of the car and now them as they were in the crossfire.
“Jared, you can’t do that, we agreed…” Jared cut off Jensen’s protest with pressing Jensen to the car, shoving his hips forward. It was a bit rough he knew, but he couldn’t hold himself together anymore. He was planning this, hell, waiting for this for the whole day.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I will do Jen. Taping you, taping us, and everything I can do to you.” He whispered into Jensen’s ear eagerly and hot.
Jared placed his hand on Jensen’s shoulder slowly sliding them down until they closed around Jensen’s wrist. He squeezed it lightly but firm before he released them and hugged Jensen from behind pushing themselves together even tighter. He felt Jensen shiver as he probably sensed his already hard bump against his back.
He shifted back a little then pushed himself hard against Jensen again enjoying the friction. Another hiss. He loved how he could play and control him. He couldn’t tease long enough usually before he would lose it though, but until he held himself together, it was an awesome feeling.
Slowly he started to massage Jensen’s nipples through his shirt. Jensen’s moan was louder this time making Jared want to do more and more to hear that sound again. He wanted to lick and kiss every inch of Jensen but not just now. He still had a little teasing to do.
“Talk to me Jen, you know my mouth can get occupied pretty easily while you’re under me and I love how you stumble and stutter when you’re excited.”
“Nhggnnnkay!” Was the only response he could get from Jensen. He smiled against his skin as he whispered the words into his spine and getting shaky reactions back.
“What else do you think now, Jen? I wanna remember when I watch us on the tape. I wanna remember every minute I spent with you.”
“Jared,” he exhaled, “Don’t...don’t do this to me...” He blurted it out before he moaned again against the car.
Jared didn’t answer instead he tore down the shirt from Jensen and pressed his naked chest into Jensen’s back pushing his hips forward again moaning to himself as it made contact with Jensen jeans covered ass.
“I want you.” Yeah talking was really hard in a state like this “right now”. Well, teasing was overrated anyway.
“Get me then.” Jensen breathed.
In less than a second Jared had spun Jensen around locking their eyes together. He held his gaze before he lowered his head and lips until he was an inch close to Jensen pouty lips, those amazingly juicy lips that had been haunting his dreams over a year now.
“I wanted to take it slow,” he whispered, “but you drive me crazy, Jen.”
And with those words he closed the distance, his mouth landing on Jensen’s lips opening them then shoving his tongue into the dark wetness, circling against Jensen’s tongue for a second then going for his lips instead, sucking them slow, teasingly.
His hands were occupied as well, tracing a line from Jensen nipples to his stomach then down to his navel playing with the little hairs he had there still careful not to make it lower.
Jensen shivered against Jared. Jared’s huge paws always made him feel so small but precious. When he held him like this, when he cupped his face and laid kisses on his lips and eyelids, when he stroked his hard cock while he was panting into Jared’s ear telling him he’d better not dare stop. He friggin’ loved Jared hands.
“Your hands.” He panted when Jared released his lips leaving it dark red and swollen.
Jared was now biting and licking his neck which made him totally forget what he wanted to say. “What about my hands?” Jared murmured against Jensen’s shoulder-blades sliding his hands over Jensen’s stomach again.
Jensen leaned closer and with a rough motion he grabbed Jared’s ass binding them closer again, and started to move creating friction rubbing himself against Jared.
He would’ve smiled to himself if he could’ve thought but in that moment he couldn’t. He was too distracted by Jared.
“I love your hands on me.” Jensen mumbled against Jared’s tongue and he wanted to prove it too. Jared stopped teasing Jensen’s stomach instead he cupped Jensen’s face to steady him for a kiss, grinding their hips together. Before Jared would have succeeded Jensen turned his face kissing into Jared’s palm then gently licked a line on his thumb and bit down sucking it deep into his mouth.
That was all he could take. Jared had a weak spot when it came to Jensen. Jensen on his hands, on his knees, kissing him being this erotically charged animal hot and horny. He moved his hand from Jensen’s cheeks and went right for the reward, unbuttoning Jensen jeans with one hand, caressing him with the other.
He grabbed Jensen hard cock and started to stroke it with fast moves Jensen panting against his thumb still sucking hard. Jared stopped for a second to unbutton his jeans as well, to finally, FINALLY make their bodies contact in the way God made them. It was SO amazing, every time felt new but also had that familiar feeling, like coming home. Rubbing their hard erections together made them both loose control and just fall into each other arms moaning and panting hard, focusing not to come just yet.
“I wanna feel you inside me.” Jensen released Jared’s thumb with a pop. He was so hard that it physically made it seem as if his brain would melt out of his cock
“I will make it so good for you Jen.” Jared shoved down their jeans completely, making both of them step out of it and pressing Jensen up harder on the hood as their bodies practically boiled everything within a three meter radius. He lowered himself, was almost kneeling on the ground grabbing Jensen’s cock again stroking it harder, then hovering his lips over it eyeing Jensen waiting for reaction.
Jensen’s eyes were glittering from passion, like he couldn’t get enough of the sight of the big Padalecki kneeling in front of him. Jared wasn’t good at blowjobs but what he couldn’t do with his mouth, he was compensating with his large hands driving Jensen crazy. Still stroking he lifted one of Jensen’s legs up and put it over his shoulder getting more access to Jensen’s hips and ass. He looked up to Jensen then he licked exactly the same fingers that Jensen was sucking previously making them wet and slick from saliva.
Jensen threw his head back and hissed as soon as Jared’s fingers touched his sensitive hole and pushed them in deeper and deeper. Jared knew the tricks so as he was working Jensen up and down, he inched the tip of his finger searching. When Jensen jumped and his already too hard cock twitched Jared knew he’d found it. Touching and teasing that spot he licked a line on the side of Jensen’s cock then swallowed it in.
Jensen was squirming in his hands calling Jared’s name begging him first and then swearing, cursing him not to stop. Jared was on edge as well, pre-cum dripping from his cock leaving drops on the Stage floor.
Jared suddenly released Jensen from his grip and he stood, cupping Jensen’s ass lifting him up with the same movement forcing Jensen to wrap his legs around Jared hips. That’s was the best position, their erections rubbing against each other breathing hardly into each other’s mouth. Face to face, like they always loved.
Pressing Jensen up to the car freeing his one hand he spit in it then smeared his cock before he pushed slowly into Jensen’s hole. It felt so good he had to force himself not to push it faster and harder like he would wanted, not to hurt Jensen. Slowly sliding in and god he was so tight. But he knew his way. He’d been there before and moving with Jensen holding him close to his body, hugging in every possible way made his heart full.
He lifted his head locking his gaze with Jensen as he was moving in and out of him, thrusting deeper and deeper. He angled himself a bit lower then pressed up aiming that spot he’d found earlier.
“Oh GOD, JARED!” Jensen shouted suddenly throwing his head back against the car letting Jared know the mission was complete.
A few more thrusts and Jensen shot his seed against Jared’s stomach who was only seconds away from erupting as well. Seeing Jensen’s orgasm made him pump harder and harder, until he lost it and came against Jensen’s with a loud groan and muscles flexed.
They were panting loudly, kissing the aftershock from each other’s lips.
“I love you,” Jared whispered into Jensen’s ear still limp from their lovemaking.
“I love you too Jared.” Was the only answer he got and wanted.
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He’d been staring at the letter in his hands for like half an hour still he couldn’t believe in his eyes. He read the damn thing again for like the twentieth time.
“I HAVE UR VIDEO! MEET ME AT THE TOP OF THE OCEANIC PLAZA TOMORROW AT 1800 OR I WILL POST IT ON YOUTUBE!”
Oh, my God! What he should do now? Call Jensen? He would freak out as he already was against the whole taping thing. Jared, think fast! How can this happen? He was so fucking careful! How the hell had this “crazycake” got the tape? He tried to recall what he’d done since the taping.
He and Jensen had sex on the impala, completely forgetting about the cameras. After cleaning themselves thank god he remembered to get the film out and put the tapes into his backpack. When they arrived to Jared’s he put them into his nightstand drawer. Since then, only his mom had been in his place. Oh dear, his mom! She would have a heart attack seeing his beloved middle child pumping his best friend on the side of Dean’s Impala. He went white.
This is just insane. How will he face Jensen? This could end his relationship with him. No, he couldn’t let that happen. He won’t give them up without fight. He is the most important person in his life. They’re just going to have to come out, hand in hand, screw the fans; at least they can freak them out by watching them kiss if that’s what it takes.
He let out a deep breath and dialed Jensen’s number.
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Part 2