FILLED: Danneel/Jensen A Peek Into Pleasure 1/4goddess_julieApril 24 2011, 19:58:01 UTC
It's been a while since i've written anything, let alone porn. I hope that you enjoy this.
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He looks into her eyes, looking for any hint of a joke. Of any hint that she’s trying to get a rise out of him and this is going to be turned back around against him for something. But it’s clear that she’s not joking. She is in fact, completely serious and Jared can’t help but feel his own cock harden in anticipation. He still hasn’t even given her an answer. The answer is ‘of course’. “Hell yes.” And most definitely “THANK YOU.” But he doesn’t want to seem too eager, too excited for the prospect.
“Well?? She crosses one leg over the other and for a second, Jared’s gaze lowers and his mouth waters. That’s not what she is offering him. But hopefully this will lead to future possibilities and he doesn’t want to rule anything out.
“What time?”
“Seven thirty,” she says with a smirk. Like she knew what his answer would be all along and he was playing coy for nothing. She knows he wants it as much as she does. As much as Jensen does, except Jensen doesn’t know he wants it. There are a lot of things he doesn’t know he wants until she shows him he wants it, and this will be one more thing. His cock throbs again, as if telling him it needs attention. Like he isn’t already aware of it. “Be there. To watch. Nothing more. Tonight is not your night to touch.”
“Fine.”
Her gaze levels him, like he is answering her to placate her but expects to be able to touch anyways.
“I’m serious.”
“Fine.”
He is going to do whatever it takes to be invited in. He knows how important this is, how no one else has been invited in in their history, and no one else ever would be. This isn’t something they broadcast, this isn’t even something they’ve spoken about. It’s just been known. Jared doesn’t remember finding out about it, but at the same time he doesn’t remember not knowing. It’s just been there. This thing. And he’s got an invite.
There are rules. No speaking. No acknowledgement that he is there. No touching and no interference. He is an observer. Nothing more nothing less. He’s definitely going to have to go home and jerk off a few hundred times to calm himself before going over.
It’s seven thirty right on the nose when he pulls up and walks up to their door. He knocks once and the door is opened almost immediately by Danneel.
She’s dressed normally, a pair of old shorts and a tank top and Jared wondered if he’d imagined the whole conversation earlier. He stuttered out a hello and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
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He looks into her eyes, looking for any hint of a joke. Of any hint that she’s trying to get a rise out of him and this is going to be turned back around against him for something. But it’s clear that she’s not joking. She is in fact, completely serious and Jared can’t help but feel his own cock harden in anticipation. He still hasn’t even given her an answer. The answer is ‘of course’. “Hell yes.” And most definitely “THANK YOU.” But he doesn’t want to seem too eager, too excited for the prospect.
“Well?? She crosses one leg over the other and for a second, Jared’s gaze lowers and his mouth waters. That’s not what she is offering him. But hopefully this will lead to future possibilities and he doesn’t want to rule anything out.
“What time?”
“Seven thirty,” she says with a smirk. Like she knew what his answer would be all along and he was playing coy for nothing. She knows he wants it as much as she does. As much as Jensen does, except Jensen doesn’t know he wants it. There are a lot of things he doesn’t know he wants until she shows him he wants it, and this will be one more thing. His cock throbs again, as if telling him it needs attention. Like he isn’t already aware of it. “Be there. To watch. Nothing more. Tonight is not your night to touch.”
“Fine.”
Her gaze levels him, like he is answering her to placate her but expects to be able to touch anyways.
“I’m serious.”
“Fine.”
He is going to do whatever it takes to be invited in. He knows how important this is, how no one else has been invited in in their history, and no one else ever would be. This isn’t something they broadcast, this isn’t even something they’ve spoken about. It’s just been known. Jared doesn’t remember finding out about it, but at the same time he doesn’t remember not knowing. It’s just been there. This thing. And he’s got an invite.
There are rules. No speaking. No acknowledgement that he is there. No touching and no interference. He is an observer. Nothing more nothing less. He’s definitely going to have to go home and jerk off a few hundred times to calm himself before going over.
It’s seven thirty right on the nose when he pulls up and walks up to their door. He knocks once and the door is opened almost immediately by Danneel.
She’s dressed normally, a pair of old shorts and a tank top and Jared wondered if he’d imagined the whole conversation earlier. He stuttered out a hello and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
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