Further to my previous post: you advertise for a graphic, and you get several at once. ;) I probably shouldn't post this now, since I have to go to bed imminently, but...porn. So, without further ado, welcome to the
Jared lets go, backing off a few steps and standing mutely with a smile as Jensen slides off the desk, gets rid of his pants and turns around. He leans down onto the wooden surface, fingers white and tense where they grip the edges, and offers his bare ass to Jared, moaning as he thrusts it upward in a wanton beg.
The first finger, slick and long, is too much, and the second is not enough. Jensen pants and pushes back against the delicious pressure. "Tell me what you thought," he manages to whisper between panting breaths. "As you were sitting there. In-- fuck-- in your cubicle, thinking about me."
Jared leans down and kisses the back of his neck. "Thought about coming right up here, middle of the day, throwing you on the floor and having you while everybody watched," he says. Jensen oohs and bucks up against the weight inside him -- three now, so full and so thick. "Or maybe fucking you against that window, let the whole city see you, see the way you take my cock
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"Fuck. C'mon," Jared says. He can feel his pulse everywhere: from his fingertips to his toes, a rushing beat in his chest and in his cock. From between his legs, Jensen smirks, and the cocky twist of his mouth sends another jolt through Jared's stomach.
Goddamn, the things this guy does to him.
Curling his hands in the waist of Jared's pants, Jensen shimmies them down and off, saying "Don't want to have to explain that to your drycleaner
( ... )
After hours at the office.
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Jared lets go, backing off a few steps and standing mutely with a smile as Jensen slides off the desk, gets rid of his pants and turns around. He leans down onto the wooden surface, fingers white and tense where they grip the edges, and offers his bare ass to Jared, moaning as he thrusts it upward in a wanton beg.
The first finger, slick and long, is too much, and the second is not enough. Jensen pants and pushes back against the delicious pressure. "Tell me what you thought," he manages to whisper between panting breaths. "As you were sitting there. In-- fuck-- in your cubicle, thinking about me."
Jared leans down and kisses the back of his neck. "Thought about coming right up here, middle of the day, throwing you on the floor and having you while everybody watched," he says. Jensen oohs and bucks up against the weight inside him -- three now, so full and so thick. "Or maybe fucking you against that window, let the whole city see you, see the way you take my cock ( ... )
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Reading porn about sex at work while at work. That's just the sort of pornception I needed today.
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ARE YOU SURE JARED ISN'T BEHIND YOU WITH THE LUBE RIIIIIIIIIGHT NOOOOOOW. XD
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and ghhhhh the dirty talk fried my brain <3
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glad you liked it love <3
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Filled: On the Clock pt. 1 ( ... )
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"Fuck. C'mon," Jared says. He can feel his pulse everywhere: from his fingertips to his toes, a rushing beat in his chest and in his cock. From between his legs, Jensen smirks, and the cocky twist of his mouth sends another jolt through Jared's stomach.
Goddamn, the things this guy does to him.
Curling his hands in the waist of Jared's pants, Jensen shimmies them down and off, saying "Don't want to have to explain that to your drycleaner ( ... )
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