SPN/CW RPF FREE-FOR-ALL DIRTY PORN MEME!
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
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The club is seedy, dark and humid, with far too many people crammed into the place. The U-shaped bar in the center of the room should ease up some of the crowd, but it really just draws everyone closer.
Behind the bar are tall, frosted panes of glass backlight to shadow bodies for the patrons to watch. Bodies sway and writhe to the heavy, thundering bass beats of the music from the dozen or so speakers above.
Most eyes are on the glass, others on each other. All are here for the entertainment of other people and Jared finds himself struggling between watching a gorgeous pair of dark-haired men to his left kissing deeply and languidly, a toned body behind a sheet of glass gyrating to give the crowd a profile of how well endowed - and excited - he is, and the warm press of Jensen to his right.
A thick man with a meticulously shaved goatee bumps Jared to the right on his way to the bar, and Jared finds himself nose to ear with Jensen, hip to hip. And immediately very hot and anxious with his nerves lighting up.
Jensen is utterly dazed, eyes locked on the lean body on display right in front of them. The one with the tight shorts that barely contain his straining dick. Jensen licking over his bottom lip forces Jared to step closer to him and rest his hand at the curve of his lower back. Jensen immediately leans into him and his left hand opens over Jared’s thigh.
Around the turn of the bar, Jared spots another pair of men - a blond and brunette - going at it, roving hands, mouths all over necks, while a third steps in to suck at the back of the blond’s ear.
Jared knows no one is watching him. Everyone in the place has eyes elsewhere, and even if they become suddenly aware of Jared and Jensen standing there dumbfoundedly turned on, he’s sure they’d egg each of them on to do something about.
Doing something doesn’t seem like a bad idea, so Jared does.
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He tucks his hand under Jensen’s sweater, lets his fingers run through the thin sweat at the base of Jensen’s back. Jensen arches with Jared’s hand and moans, Jared can feel it through his skin. Slowly, Jared leans even closer and runs his nose along Jensen’s ear, growing more excited when Jensen tips his head to Jared’s but can’t keep his eyes off the dancers.
Jared slides his fingers into the back of Jensen’s jeans, so slowly, so carefully, just waiting for someone to notice or Jensen stop him. He’s not so sure about the former, but the latter is definitely not happening and Jared isn’t about to stop either. He shoves his hand down further with his fingers slipping into Jensen’s crack until his fingertip find Jensen’s hole and presses into it.
Jensen stumbles for a second but grabs tighter at Jared’s thigh then runs his hand inside, fingers gripping at the inseam of Jared’s jeans and tugging him even closer. All without taking his sights off the dancer now running his hands over his own body, dropping down into a chair, and groping himself with his mouth dropped open.
Jared pushes his finger through the tightness of Jensen’s hole and tucks it in tight, pressing into the walls. He kisses down Jensen’s ear, bites into the column of his neck, and feels Jensen’s groans in his throat. Jensen then rocks back into Jared’s hand and Jared goes for it, fingering without abandon, only restricted by Jensen’s jeans and the inability to strip Jensen down right here and now.
He wishes he had lube, had the space and time to open Jensen up properly and fuck him against the bar. He half-wonders if anyone would care or if the whole place would eagerly cheer them on.
Jensen doesn’t seem to mind, anyway, because he’s still staring up at the dancer who’s getting into the act and grinding into his own hand. Jensen just keeps biting his bottom lip so hard that it’s blood red and plump around his white teeth, and then he’s stuttering his hips back as Jared keeps fucking Jensen with his middle finger, pushing up and up and up.
Jared can feel his lungs going tight and his breathing becoming short, blooding rushing in his ears, and his dick painfully hard in his jeans. Jensen’s is, too, and then Jensen rubs his right hand over it. Jared sucks marks up Jensen’s neck and murmurs at his ear. “Come for me.”
“Yes,” Jensen breathes out, and then he’s stroking himself in earnest.
Jared presses his index finger in, too, stretching and tugging at Jensen’s rim, and then Jensen shivers and shakes. He drops his head to Jared’s and squeezes around Jared’s fingers, and Jesus, Jared wants to pull himself out right here and catch up real quick. But then he’s distracted by Jensen yanking on his hair to bring him in, kissing him hard, and he figures they’ve got all night to enjoy the club.
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Um. WOW! That was asdhgfkjalsdg wow. WOW. wow.
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Thank you for the great prompt! I had the idea in seconds :D
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