Celebration (RPS Fic)
Title: Celebration
Fandom(s): SN/RPS
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki (J2)
Other Characters: Mentions of Kim Manners
Genres: PWP, Fluff, Established Relationship
Warnings: Graphic M/M Sex, Rimming, Use of toy, Swearing
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 5,335
Disclaimer: I own nothing; Jared and Jensen own themselves. Doesn't reflect anyone's true sexual orientation. Purely for entertainment purposes; no money is being made.
A/N: For engel82who beta'd along with looleebelle(thanks bunches); there's a little bit of plot at the beginning, but it's just to set up the sexing, of which there's lots *devious grin*
Summary: Jared is restless, and Jensen has a surprise for him.
Jared couldn’t believe their luck. Here they were, out at Whistler for the week, supposed to be filming a rather extended sequence of actions scenes in the snow. It should have been fun. He and Jensen had planned to have snowball fights with the crew, pull a few pranks on the director, run around, have fun, and thoroughly enjoy themselves. But no. Here they were, and filming was on hold indefinitely. Why? Because there was too much snow.
They’d arrived at Whistler only to be hit by an unexpectedly potent snow storm that turned into a blizzard. That was two days ago. It had finally stopped snowing, but now the weather had taken a dip into the negative numbers-and not just on the Celsius scale. So now there was both too much snow, and it was too cold to film or safely operate the lighting machinery.
Jared had played through every single video game in his trailer and eaten himself out of his supply of candy. He was restless, antsy, and impatient. He knew what was wrong, but there wasn’t any way to fix it. He was so horny he was climbing the walls, and he wanted, missed, needed Jensen, but they were trying to keep up appearances. Their relationship was still a secret to pretty much everyone on the cast and crew except for Kim, so they couldn’t exactly make out with out risk of getting caught, let alone have sex. Normally they could find the time on set to sneak off to each other’s trailers, but with the uncertainty about the shooting schedule and the weather, they hadn’t been free of interruptions since arriving.
Having spent the first twenty-four hours holed up in their trailers, they powers that be had decided to move the cast and crew to cabins. But now, they were all sharing a number of large lodge-style cabins, so instead of just fearing interruptions, there was no privacy. The walls were too thin, and there were people everywhere… it’s not like they could just slip off somewhere together and not be noticed.
So, Jared was pouting, out of candy and horny as hell, staring out the window at the six-foot snow drifts and the howling wind, feeling sorry for himself and missing Jensen. Until he felt Jensen sneak up behind him and gently bump shoulders.
“Hey, Jen,” Jared sighed, sounding almost crestfallen.
“Hey, don’t look so happy to see me,” Jensen said sarcastically.
Jared looked over and noticed the devious glint in Jensen’s eye. He shook his head and raised an eyebrow as if to say “what,” but Jensen just smirked at him.
“You busy?” Jensen asked, winking.
“No, of course I’m not busy, that’s the whole problem, or rather half the problem…” Jared started babbling before his mind caught up with him. “Did you wink at me?” he blurted out.
Jensen didn’t respond at first, just batted his eyelashes flirtatiously.
“Seriously Jen, what’s gotten into you?” Jared asked, lowering his voice. “It’s bad enough we can’t do anything, but you don’t have to go making it worse-“
“Shh,” Jensen cut him off, leaning in to whisper in his ear. Jared stiffened at the intimacy of the contact-someone might see them-but then he relaxed, realizing that as best friends, there was no reason they couldn’t innocently whisper to each other, right? Jared’s mind snapped back to attention when he heard what Jensen was saying. “If you’re not too busy, I’ve got a surprise for you. But you have to be patient and trust me.”
Jared pulled back, confusion on his face, but Jensen’s eyes had lit up, and there was no way Jared could refuse him. So Jared just said, “Ok.”
“Follow me,” Jensen said aloud before stepping away and quickly wending his way through the scattered crowd of hapless crew and cast members who were presently strewn around the common room of the cabin looking extraordinarily bored. They stopped by the front door where Jensen dug through the pile of coats, pulling out his and Jared’s.
Jared took his parka from Jensen with a somewhat confused and hurt look. “Jen, it’s too cold…” he started to whine in protest.
“Just trust me,” Jensen said stooping to pull on his boots. Jared followed suit.
When they were bundled up from head to toe, Jensen stole a quick look around the cabin, satisfied that everyone else was suitably distracted, before pulling open the door, and ushering Jared out in front of him.
The door closed behind them with a click, and Jared was about to ask what the hell was going on, when Jensen tapped him on the shoulder and pointed in front of them.
A snow-going equivalent of a golf cart stood before them. The driver looked over expectantly, and Jensen took Jared by the hand, pulling him towards the vehicle. Within moments they were both settled on the empty back seat and heading off into the twilight.
Jared pulled the hood of his parka snugger around his head and shivered at the bitter cold. Sensing his discomfort, Jensen wrapped his arms around Jared, pulling his taller frame close to his chest and holding him, gently rubbing with his gloved hands, trying to warm Jared up.
“I’m sorry it’s cold, baby,” Jensen said softly, just loud enough so that Jared could hear him over the engine, “but we’ll be nice and warm soon.” Jensen finished with a gentle kiss to Jared’s hooded head.
“Jen,” Jared protested. “Someone could see us.” He let out a long sigh. Jared wanted nothing more than to relax into Jensen’s arms, curl up somewhere warm, and fuck his boyfriend senseless, but that wasn’t safe or practical, not unless they both wanted to have to answer a lot of unwanted questions, and that was kind of the whole problem.
“It’s OK, Jared, you’ll see, it’s OK,” he punctuated his words with another kiss. “No one is going to see us.”
Jared wanted to protest, but he remembered the glint in Jensen’s eye, his almost maniacal behavior, and his insistence that Jared trust him, so he remained silent, acquiescing at last to Jensen’s soothing touch and the promise of a surprise.
After about ten minutes of traveling in silence, Jared was really starting to feel the cold, even with Jensen’s arms wrapped around him. And he was getting stiff and nervous about being led through the Canadian wilderness (or a near approximation thereof) so soon after a blizzard on a barely-passable service road into the unknown. Just as he was about to open his mouth to demand Jensen tell him what the hell was going on, they pulled into a clearing and stopped in front of a small, brightly lit cabin.
“Uh?” was all Jared managed.
“We’re here,” Jensen said excitedly releasing his hold on Jared and nudging him out of the vehicle. Jensen nodded to the driver and slipped him a bill-Jared didn’t see what it was-and then he was taking Jared by the hand and leading him through the thick snow towards the small cabin.
Jensen pulled out a key from somewhere within his parka, and opened the door, jerking Jared inside after him.
The moment the door was closed, Jared spoke. “What the hell,” he demanded, his voice almost hissing as he tried to keep it low, not knowing where they were or if there were other people around.
“There’s no one here, no reason to keep quiet.” Jensen grinned.
“Ok then, do you want to fucking tell me what’s going on? What’s with kissing me like that, some one could have seen us! I thought we agreed that at least for the time being we didn’t want everyone to know, not unless we controlled it-“
Jared was silenced as Jensen threw him back against the door, dislodging his hood with his fingers as he wrapped them around Jared’s head, pulling it down, and covering Jared’s mouth with his own. Jared was confused, pissed off, almost furious, but he couldn’t resist the feeling of Jensen’s urgent, tender licks lapping at his lips and seeking entrance. Even through the thick bulk of their parkas Jared could feel Jensen’s strong, muscular frame, and the faint outline of his erection as their bodies pressed together. Jared parted his lips allowing Jensen’s tongue to probe inside delicately before leaning in harder and plundering Jared’s mouth. Jared gave a half-hearted attempt to resist-to just stand there and not participate in his confused and hurt state-but he couldn’t. Jared had never been able to resist Jensen, being near his best-friend-turned-boyfriend made his knees weak and his dick hard, and there was no way in hell he could possibly resist that tongue, those lips, the long delicate fingers wrapped around his head and threaded in his hair. So, within seconds, Jared was returning the kiss, chasing Jensen’s tongue around his mouth. He pulled Jensen in closer, wrapping one giant hand around his head and the other grasping his ass, squeezing lightly through the thick parka. Then Jared thrust his tongue past Jensen’s, between his parted lips, caressing his teeth and fucking his mouth with quick, sharp thrusts. Jensen started to pull back, panting, soft, high-pitched mewling noises escaping his lips quickly joined by Jared’s equally desperate grunts. Jared let Jensen pull away, but only slightly, catching Jensen’s full lower lip between his own and sucking lightly at first, then biting and nibbling and sucking hard, until Jared too, needed to come up for air.
“You wanna tell me what the hell is going on?” Jared said, panting, finding his voice already husky with want.
“Surprise!” Jensen said, almost feebly, his face lighting up in an enormous smile.
“Huh?” Jared replied.
“This,” Jensen gestured around the cabin, “is for you… well, for us.”
Jared looked around realizing that this cabin was nothing like the large lodge they had been holed up in for the last day and a half. It was small, intimate, and really, really posh. Everything was tending more towards luxury than rustic. There was a small-but-spacious common room complete with L-shaped leather sofa, a bearskin? rug, and a stone fireplace, which presently contained a sparking and crackling fire on Jared’s right. There was a small kitchen with granite countertops and stainless steel appliances and an intimate eating area to their left. In front of them was an open wrought-iron spiral staircase which led up to a balcony which wrapped around the edges of the common-room, and Jared assumed also led to a bedroom or bedrooms in the portion over the kitchen and dining area. Oh, and there were candles? Dozens of pillar candles of various heights were scattered around the room, and a faint hint of mocha and gingerbread wafted to his nostrils. There was a gift basket full of something on the coffee table in front of the couch and a fruit basket and were those roses? on the counter in the kitchen. This was definitely not the standard dressing of the cabin, or if it was, it must be a honeymoon sweet or couple’s retreat or something similar because it was undeniably romantic.
“What? How? Huh?” Jared stammered, still very confused and unsure, and now, thanks to Jensen’s kiss, blindingly hard.
“I talked to Kim,” Jensen replied. “I could see how miserable you were. Hell, Jay, you’ve been so itchy and uncomfortable, you’ve been avoiding me for the last day. I missed you, I felt like shit, I’m horny as hell, and it’s our anniversary…”
“Oh, right…” Jared had been so wrapped up in feeling generally put out, lonely, and frustrated with the combination of being cooped up indoors with a bunch of equally bored people, the lack of privacy, being denied the simple casual comforts of his boyfriend’s company, and the disorientation of having their schedule turned on its head, he had completely lost track of what day it was. And now that he thought about it, his subconscious probably realized that it was the six-month anniversary of when Jared had finally given into the inevitability of fate and told Jensen how he felt, and a lot of Jared’s misery was stemming from the feeling of missing out on celebrating that landmark.
“Did you forget?” Jensen asked, but his voice was teasing, there was no heat or anger behind it.
“Not really,” Jared answered, “Well, I sort of did, but now I understand why I’ve been feeling so miserable.”
Jensen chuckled, smiling warmly. He moved his hand from the back of Jared’s head to caress his cheek lightly. “Well I didn’t, and I missed you. I haven’t been able to sleep properly since we got here, without you wrapped around me.”
Jared blushed and hung his head in embarrassment. Though he hated to admit it, he was quite the cuddler, but Jensen loved that, so it was OK.
“So, I talked to Kim, and explained it was our anniversary, and he pulled some strings, and got us this!” Jensen waved his arm in a sweeping motion. “It’s one of their honeymoon cabins. No one else, just us, a bedroom, Jacuzzi tub, fireplace, fully stocked kitchen, some extra goodies,” he cocked his head towards the gift basket on the coffee table, “and a bear skin rug.”
“For real?” Jared asked, finding his voice.
“Yeah, for real, just you and me, baby. Oh, and it’s ours for however long we’re filming!”
Jared’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Kim’s gift, well, and my gift to you. They’re giving us a hell of a break on rates since we’re stuck here and no one can really do anything till the weather clears up for good. So, it’s all ours. No one to bother us; no need to hide.”
“You did all this for me?” Jared asked.
“Yeah, well, with Kim’s help. But, it’s our anniversary, and you mean everything to me, and I just want to thank you, for telling me how you feel. If you hadn’t made the first move, we wouldn’t have this.” He tucked his head into Jared’s chest and leaned against him, pressing them both back against the door.
“I love you!” Jared said with a smile.
“I love you too, baby,” Jensen said reverently. Then his head snapped up and the mischievous glint was back. “But I’m starting to sweat like a pig, so what do you say we ditch the arctic gear and go get naked on the rug in front of the fireplace?”
Jared groaned and his cock gave an eager twitch. “I’d say that sounds like the best idea I’ve heard in days.” He released Jensen and they both began stripping off their parkas, gloves, and boots. Jared was about to start stripping out of his regular clothes, but Jensen took him by the belt loop and dragged him away from the entryway towards the living room.
Without words, Jensen stopped by the rug and pulled Jared down for another kiss, as he did so, his fingers deftly unbuckled Jared’s belt then un-tucked his shirts and began unbuttoning the outer shirt with little sensual flicks of his fingers, caressing as he went. Still kissing, Jensen let the shirt slide down Jared’s shoulders then pulled back to lift Jared’s t-shirt over his head. Jensen stared in awe at Jared’s tall, muscled physique, stroking his abs almost in disbelief. “Sometimes I can’t believe you’re finally mine,” he murmured.
“Well, I am,” Jared replied, placing another peck on Jensen’s lips before tugging his shirts out of his waistband and pulling off the layers of long and short sleeved t-shirts all together. After dropping the shirts to the floor with an unceremonious plop, Jared caressed Jensen’s neck and shoulders gently, delicately, as if he too couldn’t believe he had the right to touch, take, fuck, hold… Then he let his fingers slip feather-light across Jensen’s nipples, feeling them harden at his touch and eliciting a gasp. Jared pulled Jensen close stroking his back and letting his hands fall over the swell of his ass as he once again took Jensen’s mouth with his own. He gave Jensen’s ass a final squeeze before sliding his hands around to the front, unbuckling Jensen’s belt, and popping the buttons on the fly of his jeans one by one, then slipping his fingers inside the waistband of Jensen’s boxers and sliding both garments off his slender hips with a smooth tug.
Jensen moaned into the kiss and busied himself with unbuttoning and unzipping Jared’s trousers and slipping off first them and then his boxer briefs. Within seconds they stood together naked, clothed only in their socks and the pants that still pooled around their ankles. Taking charge again, Jensen stepped out of their pants, pulling away from the kiss with a groan and taking Jared by the hand. Jensen led them in front of the fire and motioned for Jared to sit with him on the rug.
Jared willingly obliged, quickly leaning into Jensen as they sat, then straddling him and pushing him back onto the rug. “You’re mine, too, you know” he added. Jensen nodded, leaning up for another kiss. Then Jared laid his lover back on the soft, silky fur of the rug, drawing his kisses away from Jensen’s lips and letting them trail down his jaw, neck, shoulders, lavishing his tongue in the hollow of Jensen’s throat, then more kisses down his pecs and another swipe of the tongue around each pebbled nipple. Jensen brought his hands to Jared’s head, twining his fingers through Jared’s silky brown hair. Jared took this as a sign of encouragement and continued his trek across Jensen’s body with more kisses traveling down his abs, lapping at the fine, curly hairs below his bellybutton and finally drawing his tongue in a slow, lazy stroke around the base of Jensen’s painfully erect cock.
“Oh god yes,” Jensen blurted out, “I love you, baby, want you so bad.”
Jared just growled against Jensen’s skin, and continued his journey, carefully switching his position, nudging Jensen’s knees apart and settling between them. He kissed Jensen’s balls, lightly at first, then licking, and taking each into his mouth slowly, enveloping them in wet heat, teasing them with his tongue. Releasing Jensen’s balls, he trailed his kisses lower still, nudging Jensen’s legs apart and up and back; Jensen responding by spreading his legs wider and drawing his knees up towards his chest, giving Jared access to his sensitive perineum and pink, puckered entrance beyond. Jared obliged by taking full advantage of Jensen’s position. He swiped his tongue teasingly across the sensitive skin just behind Jensen’s balls, then back slowly just the tip of it leaving a most trail across Jensen’s skin until he reached his entrance. Jared swirled his tongue gently at first, tracing around the muscle, then harder, rougher, more forcefully, swiping and lapping his tongue across the hole, licking and sucking before finally probing inside. As the tip of his tongue penetrated, Jared was rewarded with a keening sound and another gasp from Jensen. Grinning at the encouragement, Jared resumed probing and thrusting alternating with lapping and was soon fucking his tongue in and out of Jensen’s hole, deeper and deeper, seeking access, coaxing his lover to relax and permit him entrance.
Jensen moaned louder, unable and unwilling to contain his pleasure. He tried to move his hand from Jared’s hair to stroke his neglected cock, but Jared swatted his hand away playfully, pulling his tongue out of Jensen’s ass (and eliciting a grunt of displeasure). “Not yet, baby, not yet,” Jared said. “I’m going to show you how much I love you, make you feel so good.”
Jensen quieted when Jared returned to his lapping and thrusting, Jensen’s muscle now relaxing and allowing him easy entrance. Jared took this as encouragement and wiggled a finger in alongside his tongue, moistening it with the saliva that now glistened on Jensen’s soft skin. Finding Jensen easing and relaxing further, Jared quickly added a second finger and began sliding them in and out in time with his tongue, then he pulled out his tongue and just finger-fucked Jensen, curling his fingers forward and rubbing against Jensen’s prostate.
Jensen let out another gasp and jerked his body with surprise, then moaned loudly, as Jared took the head of Jensen’s cock into his mouth and began lapping and sucking, dipping his tongue into the now-leaking slit, pressing his tongue flat across the crown. and soaking up Jensen’s unique flavor.
Jared looked up to meet Jensen’s hazel-green eyes, pupils now blown wide, lids heavy, pairing with his pink, swollen lips to give a perfect picture of debauchery.
“God, Jen, you taste so good, wanna suck you all night,” Jared murmured before dipping his head back down, to take more of Jensen in his mouth. He hummed and hollowed his cheeks, lapping with his tongue as he slid down the shaft, bringing his free hand up to stoke gently at the base, his other hand still fucking Jensen’s ass, scissoring his fingers to stretch him wider, working in a third and again stroking at Jensen’s prostate, this time as he took Jensen’s cock deep into his throat, sliding it back past his gag reflex.
“Oh, god, Jay, Jay, soooooo good. Love you so much baby!” Jensen panted. “Wait,” he added.
Jensen ignored him working a fourth finger into Jensen’s hole and switching the grip on the base of Jensen’s cock.
“No, wait,” Jensen repeated, tugging lightly at Jared’s hair.
Jared’s hands stilled, his lips grudgingly sliding of Jensen’s cock with a slick pop.
“Not yet, I’m too close already. Wanna make it last,” Jensen explained.
Jared let his fingers slip from Jensen’s ass and let go of his cock with his other hand before crawling up Jensen’s body for another kiss.
Jensen moaned deeply, seemingly trying to lick his own taste out of Jared’s mouth.
Jared smiled and finally pulled back, his hands now pinching and squeezing at Jensen’s nipples twisting them lightly. “I love you,” he repeated, “thank you for doing this for me.”
“You’re welcome,” Jensen replied, stealing another kiss. “But I wanna suck you before I come, and then…” he let his voice trail off. He leaned up to Jared’s ear, pulling him down flush against his chest. “Then I want you inside me while I wear a cock ring. Want you to make me feel so good, and then when I can’t take it any more, when you’re ready to fill me up, then I want to look into your eyes and come together.”
Jared looked into Jensen’s eyes, catching the desire reflected there. Jared’s expression was quizzical, “But, um, I didn’t bring a cock ring…”
The glint in his eyes returned, and Jensen grin was so big, Jared swore he resembled the Cheshire cat. Jensen cocked his eyebrow suggestively and nodded his head to the side towards the coffee table.
Jared followed his gesture and settled on the gift basket, which he now realized was filled with… sex toys and accessories? He pulled himself off of Jensen and crawled over to get a better look. Sure enough there were several kinds of lube, edible body paint, a selection of vibrators and butt plugs, and yes, there it was, a snap on cock ring. Grabbing the cock ring and the least complicated bottle of lube he could find, Jared eagerly returned to Jensen’s side.
“So, how do you wanna-hmmmph!” Once again, Jared’s words were cut off, this time by Jensen tackling him back onto the bearskin rug. After planting a fierce, bruising kiss on Jared’s lips, Jensen continued attacking his body, sucking hard on Jared’s neck until he drew blood (make up was going to have fun with that) then continuing down to bite Jared’s left nipple, hard, teasing and pulling at it with his teeth, sending electric jolts of pain-pleasure that went straight to Jared’s already-hard cock. Then, Jensen pulled off only to return with a kiss to Jared’s abs and a little swipe of his tongue inside Jared’s navel. Jared felt Jensen’s smaller, more delicate hands grasping his hips, and grasping hard, pinning Jared to the rug and digging in hard enough to leave bruises. Jared realized that Jensen was marking him, claiming him, giving physical proof to show that Jared belonged to him and him alone, but even that thought process was cut off as Jensen took Jared’s cock in his mouth, sinking down the shaft as far as he could go, taking an unbelievable amount of Jared’s erection into his mouth in one, long, wet, slide. “Nngggh,” Jared groaned, “Oh godpleaseyes!”
Jensen just kept sucking, bobbing his head and caressing his tongue up and down Jared’s shaft, faster and faster. He released one of his hands form Jared’s hips and cradled Jared’s balls gently in his palm, rolling them and playing with them, adding to Jared’s pleasure. Jensen just kept working his tongue and cheeks, humming around the head of Jared’s cock, careful to cover his teeth so as to not scrape or hurt his lover. Within minutes Jared was already on the edge-in all the times he and Jensen had fucked or made love (and in six months there had been hundreds) he realized he’d never felt quite this charged and connected, every single movement Jensen made seemed to shoot right into Jared, adding both to the heat pooling in his abdomen and to the warmth and love he felt in his heart. Jensen just kept going, stopping only when Jared finally tugged on his hair, too close to the edge already.
“I want you inside me now, please?” Jensen said softly, as he slid his body up Jared’s to plant a kiss on his forehead. Then Jensen slipped off and fell back, spreading his legs and drawing his knees up to his chest.
Jared followed him settling in between Jensen’s legs and looking down at the man he loved, almost getting overwhelmed in the moment. Seeing Jensen lying there, waiting for him, wanting him… it was almost too much. Pinching the base of his cock firmly to keep his orgasm in check, Jared reached down and popped open the bottle of lube. He quickly slicked himself up, then slicked a few fingers, reaching back to gently work first one, then two, then three into Jensen’s hole. Jensen was already loose from the rimming and finger-fucking Jared had given him earlier, but Jared wanted to be extra sure that Jensen was ready, so that Jared’s considerably larger girth wouldn’t cause him any unwanted pain.
“I’m ready,” Jensen said with a nod, looking down at the cock ring Jared had brought back onto the rug with him.
“You sure?” Jared asked, reaching down to pick up the cock ring with one hand.
Jensen nodded, “I’m sure,” he said, “want to feel you for as long as possible. Don’t want to come too soon. Want it to last!” He finished with a gasp, as Jared snapped the leather cock ring around the base of Jensen’s dick.
“OK then,” Jared said with a smile, looking into Jensen’s eyes. “Put your legs over my shoulders,” he added. Jensen obliged. Then, Jared lined up, the head of his cock just poking at Jensen’s entrance.
Jensen gave him a nod and a smile.
With Jensen’s permission, Jared let go and slid home in one long stoke.
Jensen gasped with pleasure as Jared finally filled him.
Once he was balls-deep in Jensen’s ass, Jared stilled for a moment, leaning down and plundering Jensen’s mouth with his tongue. Then he pulled back, eliciting another moan, before driving home again, setting up a steady rhythm-not too fast, not too slow-that managed to hit Jensen’s prostate on nearly every stroke. And Jensen fell apart before Jared’s eyes, moaning and writhing in pleasure, rolling his hips in time to Jared’s thrusts, squeezing his muscles to make himself impossibly tight around Jared’s cock. Jensen was on edge within minutes, but the cock ring’s pressure denied him the climax his body so desperately sought. Soon, Jensen was thrashing, murmuring nonsense, and making high-pitched keening noises, while Jared continued to thrust, using his hands to stroke and explore Jensen’s body.
Jensen slid his legs from Jared’s shoulders and wrapped them around Jared’s waist, drawing him even farther in, squeezing tightly and crossing his ankles at the small of Jared’s back. “Oh god, I’m so close, oh god, feels so good, love you,” Jensen muttered.
“I’m,” Jared gasped, “really close too, baby. Gonna fill you up. Want you so much,” Jared said in reply, reaching down between them to touch Jensen’s erection.
Jensen bucked hard and flinched when Jared touched his engorged and hyper-sensitized cock.
“May I?” Jared asked, gesturing at the cock ring.
Unable to speak from the over-stimulation, Jensen nodded in agreement.
Jared reached down and released Jensen’s cock from its vice-like grip.
Jensen smiled wrapping his arms around Jared’s neck, pure bliss relaxing and smoothing his features
But Jared wanted more, he wasn’t quite sure, until…. He stilled his hips, buried deep inside Jensen. Jensen looked hurt, frustrated, momentarily rocking his hips up and trying to keep going.
“No, wait,” Jared started. “My turn for a request,” he added.
Jensen nodded. “Anything, baby.”
“Just trust me,” Jared teased, eliciting a smile from Jensen. With that, Jared let himself slip from Jensen’s tight heat. Jensen looked somewhat disappointed at the loss, but his eyes were clear and full of warmth and trust. Jared pulled himself from between Jensen’s legs and maneuvered Jensen onto his side, lying down behind him, spooned against his back.
Getting the idea, Jensen drew his top leg up to his chest, giving Jared better access.
Then Jared was parting Jensen’s muscular, soft-skinned cheeks, and lining himself up again to drive home. This time Jared eased into Jensen little by little, allowing Jensen to adjust to the fullness and the new position. When he was finally deep inside, Jared pulled Jensen tightly back to his chest, and began to roll his hips, again, hitting the sweet spot inside Jensen and causing him to gasp and moan. Jared ignored Jensen’s instructions about not touching his cock. He couldn’t resist, and desperately wanted to feel the weight and warmth of Jensen in his hand. So, he reached around and gently stroked Jensen, twisting his fingers around the shaft swirling his thumb over the head, quickly driving them both back to the edge.
With his free hand, Jared turned Jensen’s head and tilted his own so that he could take his lips in a kiss.
When their lips pulled apart moments later, Jensen said, “I’m ready.”
Without need for further explanation, Jared increased the speed and force of his thrusts, rocking his hips harder against Jensen’s ass, and pushing them both over the edge. Two strokes later and they came together, the moans of their simultaneous orgasm lost to each others’ mouths as Jensen spilled hot, white jets of come over Jared’s hand and his own chest and Jared shot his load deep inside Jensen’s body. They held each other through the aftershocks, unmoving, just enjoying the feel of their bodies joined and fitted together.
As Jared’s cock finally softened, he reluctantly pulled out.
Jensen let out a sigh and let his leg down, turning as he did to face Jared. “I love you,” he said.
“I love you, too,” was Jared’s reply. “Happy anniversary, baby, and thank you for giving this to me.”
They snuggled together, holding each other, quickly drifting off, still sticky and sweaty, but not caring one bit. The fire crackled in front of them, and the silky fur of the rug caressed them from below. Later, they would find the bedroom and sleep in the big, soft bed, maybe make love in the Jaccuzzi tub, but right now, all that mattered was the two of them, together, alone, and in each others arms. And for the first time since arriving at Whistler, Jared and Jensen both slept peacefully.
Fandom(s): SN/RPS
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki (J2)
Other Characters: Mentions of Kim Manners
Genres: PWP, Fluff, Established Relationship
Warnings: Graphic M/M Sex, Rimming, Use of toy, Swearing
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 5,335
Disclaimer: I own nothing; Jared and Jensen own themselves. Doesn't reflect anyone's true sexual orientation. Purely for entertainment purposes; no money is being made.
A/N: For engel82who beta'd along with looleebelle(thanks bunches); there's a little bit of plot at the beginning, but it's just to set up the sexing, of which there's lots *devious grin*
Summary: Jared is restless, and Jensen has a surprise for him.
Jared couldn’t believe their luck. Here they were, out at Whistler for the week, supposed to be filming a rather extended sequence of actions scenes in the snow. It should have been fun. He and Jensen had planned to have snowball fights with the crew, pull a few pranks on the director, run around, have fun, and thoroughly enjoy themselves. But no. Here they were, and filming was on hold indefinitely. Why? Because there was too much snow.
They’d arrived at Whistler only to be hit by an unexpectedly potent snow storm that turned into a blizzard. That was two days ago. It had finally stopped snowing, but now the weather had taken a dip into the negative numbers-and not just on the Celsius scale. So now there was both too much snow, and it was too cold to film or safely operate the lighting machinery.
Jared had played through every single video game in his trailer and eaten himself out of his supply of candy. He was restless, antsy, and impatient. He knew what was wrong, but there wasn’t any way to fix it. He was so horny he was climbing the walls, and he wanted, missed, needed Jensen, but they were trying to keep up appearances. Their relationship was still a secret to pretty much everyone on the cast and crew except for Kim, so they couldn’t exactly make out with out risk of getting caught, let alone have sex. Normally they could find the time on set to sneak off to each other’s trailers, but with the uncertainty about the shooting schedule and the weather, they hadn’t been free of interruptions since arriving.
Having spent the first twenty-four hours holed up in their trailers, they powers that be had decided to move the cast and crew to cabins. But now, they were all sharing a number of large lodge-style cabins, so instead of just fearing interruptions, there was no privacy. The walls were too thin, and there were people everywhere… it’s not like they could just slip off somewhere together and not be noticed.
So, Jared was pouting, out of candy and horny as hell, staring out the window at the six-foot snow drifts and the howling wind, feeling sorry for himself and missing Jensen. Until he felt Jensen sneak up behind him and gently bump shoulders.
“Hey, Jen,” Jared sighed, sounding almost crestfallen.
“Hey, don’t look so happy to see me,” Jensen said sarcastically.
Jared looked over and noticed the devious glint in Jensen’s eye. He shook his head and raised an eyebrow as if to say “what,” but Jensen just smirked at him.
“You busy?” Jensen asked, winking.
“No, of course I’m not busy, that’s the whole problem, or rather half the problem…” Jared started babbling before his mind caught up with him. “Did you wink at me?” he blurted out.
Jensen didn’t respond at first, just batted his eyelashes flirtatiously.
“Seriously Jen, what’s gotten into you?” Jared asked, lowering his voice. “It’s bad enough we can’t do anything, but you don’t have to go making it worse-“
“Shh,” Jensen cut him off, leaning in to whisper in his ear. Jared stiffened at the intimacy of the contact-someone might see them-but then he relaxed, realizing that as best friends, there was no reason they couldn’t innocently whisper to each other, right? Jared’s mind snapped back to attention when he heard what Jensen was saying. “If you’re not too busy, I’ve got a surprise for you. But you have to be patient and trust me.”
Jared pulled back, confusion on his face, but Jensen’s eyes had lit up, and there was no way Jared could refuse him. So Jared just said, “Ok.”
“Follow me,” Jensen said aloud before stepping away and quickly wending his way through the scattered crowd of hapless crew and cast members who were presently strewn around the common room of the cabin looking extraordinarily bored. They stopped by the front door where Jensen dug through the pile of coats, pulling out his and Jared’s.
Jared took his parka from Jensen with a somewhat confused and hurt look. “Jen, it’s too cold…” he started to whine in protest.
“Just trust me,” Jensen said stooping to pull on his boots. Jared followed suit.
When they were bundled up from head to toe, Jensen stole a quick look around the cabin, satisfied that everyone else was suitably distracted, before pulling open the door, and ushering Jared out in front of him.
The door closed behind them with a click, and Jared was about to ask what the hell was going on, when Jensen tapped him on the shoulder and pointed in front of them.
A snow-going equivalent of a golf cart stood before them. The driver looked over expectantly, and Jensen took Jared by the hand, pulling him towards the vehicle. Within moments they were both settled on the empty back seat and heading off into the twilight.
Jared pulled the hood of his parka snugger around his head and shivered at the bitter cold. Sensing his discomfort, Jensen wrapped his arms around Jared, pulling his taller frame close to his chest and holding him, gently rubbing with his gloved hands, trying to warm Jared up.
“I’m sorry it’s cold, baby,” Jensen said softly, just loud enough so that Jared could hear him over the engine, “but we’ll be nice and warm soon.” Jensen finished with a gentle kiss to Jared’s hooded head.
“Jen,” Jared protested. “Someone could see us.” He let out a long sigh. Jared wanted nothing more than to relax into Jensen’s arms, curl up somewhere warm, and fuck his boyfriend senseless, but that wasn’t safe or practical, not unless they both wanted to have to answer a lot of unwanted questions, and that was kind of the whole problem.
“It’s OK, Jared, you’ll see, it’s OK,” he punctuated his words with another kiss. “No one is going to see us.”
Jared wanted to protest, but he remembered the glint in Jensen’s eye, his almost maniacal behavior, and his insistence that Jared trust him, so he remained silent, acquiescing at last to Jensen’s soothing touch and the promise of a surprise.
After about ten minutes of traveling in silence, Jared was really starting to feel the cold, even with Jensen’s arms wrapped around him. And he was getting stiff and nervous about being led through the Canadian wilderness (or a near approximation thereof) so soon after a blizzard on a barely-passable service road into the unknown. Just as he was about to open his mouth to demand Jensen tell him what the hell was going on, they pulled into a clearing and stopped in front of a small, brightly lit cabin.
“Uh?” was all Jared managed.
“We’re here,” Jensen said excitedly releasing his hold on Jared and nudging him out of the vehicle. Jensen nodded to the driver and slipped him a bill-Jared didn’t see what it was-and then he was taking Jared by the hand and leading him through the thick snow towards the small cabin.
Jensen pulled out a key from somewhere within his parka, and opened the door, jerking Jared inside after him.
The moment the door was closed, Jared spoke. “What the hell,” he demanded, his voice almost hissing as he tried to keep it low, not knowing where they were or if there were other people around.
“There’s no one here, no reason to keep quiet.” Jensen grinned.
“Ok then, do you want to fucking tell me what’s going on? What’s with kissing me like that, some one could have seen us! I thought we agreed that at least for the time being we didn’t want everyone to know, not unless we controlled it-“
Jared was silenced as Jensen threw him back against the door, dislodging his hood with his fingers as he wrapped them around Jared’s head, pulling it down, and covering Jared’s mouth with his own. Jared was confused, pissed off, almost furious, but he couldn’t resist the feeling of Jensen’s urgent, tender licks lapping at his lips and seeking entrance. Even through the thick bulk of their parkas Jared could feel Jensen’s strong, muscular frame, and the faint outline of his erection as their bodies pressed together. Jared parted his lips allowing Jensen’s tongue to probe inside delicately before leaning in harder and plundering Jared’s mouth. Jared gave a half-hearted attempt to resist-to just stand there and not participate in his confused and hurt state-but he couldn’t. Jared had never been able to resist Jensen, being near his best-friend-turned-boyfriend made his knees weak and his dick hard, and there was no way in hell he could possibly resist that tongue, those lips, the long delicate fingers wrapped around his head and threaded in his hair. So, within seconds, Jared was returning the kiss, chasing Jensen’s tongue around his mouth. He pulled Jensen in closer, wrapping one giant hand around his head and the other grasping his ass, squeezing lightly through the thick parka. Then Jared thrust his tongue past Jensen’s, between his parted lips, caressing his teeth and fucking his mouth with quick, sharp thrusts. Jensen started to pull back, panting, soft, high-pitched mewling noises escaping his lips quickly joined by Jared’s equally desperate grunts. Jared let Jensen pull away, but only slightly, catching Jensen’s full lower lip between his own and sucking lightly at first, then biting and nibbling and sucking hard, until Jared too, needed to come up for air.
“You wanna tell me what the hell is going on?” Jared said, panting, finding his voice already husky with want.
“Surprise!” Jensen said, almost feebly, his face lighting up in an enormous smile.
“Huh?” Jared replied.
“This,” Jensen gestured around the cabin, “is for you… well, for us.”
Jared looked around realizing that this cabin was nothing like the large lodge they had been holed up in for the last day and a half. It was small, intimate, and really, really posh. Everything was tending more towards luxury than rustic. There was a small-but-spacious common room complete with L-shaped leather sofa, a bearskin? rug, and a stone fireplace, which presently contained a sparking and crackling fire on Jared’s right. There was a small kitchen with granite countertops and stainless steel appliances and an intimate eating area to their left. In front of them was an open wrought-iron spiral staircase which led up to a balcony which wrapped around the edges of the common-room, and Jared assumed also led to a bedroom or bedrooms in the portion over the kitchen and dining area. Oh, and there were candles? Dozens of pillar candles of various heights were scattered around the room, and a faint hint of mocha and gingerbread wafted to his nostrils. There was a gift basket full of something on the coffee table in front of the couch and a fruit basket and were those roses? on the counter in the kitchen. This was definitely not the standard dressing of the cabin, or if it was, it must be a honeymoon sweet or couple’s retreat or something similar because it was undeniably romantic.
“What? How? Huh?” Jared stammered, still very confused and unsure, and now, thanks to Jensen’s kiss, blindingly hard.
“I talked to Kim,” Jensen replied. “I could see how miserable you were. Hell, Jay, you’ve been so itchy and uncomfortable, you’ve been avoiding me for the last day. I missed you, I felt like shit, I’m horny as hell, and it’s our anniversary…”
“Oh, right…” Jared had been so wrapped up in feeling generally put out, lonely, and frustrated with the combination of being cooped up indoors with a bunch of equally bored people, the lack of privacy, being denied the simple casual comforts of his boyfriend’s company, and the disorientation of having their schedule turned on its head, he had completely lost track of what day it was. And now that he thought about it, his subconscious probably realized that it was the six-month anniversary of when Jared had finally given into the inevitability of fate and told Jensen how he felt, and a lot of Jared’s misery was stemming from the feeling of missing out on celebrating that landmark.
“Did you forget?” Jensen asked, but his voice was teasing, there was no heat or anger behind it.
“Not really,” Jared answered, “Well, I sort of did, but now I understand why I’ve been feeling so miserable.”
Jensen chuckled, smiling warmly. He moved his hand from the back of Jared’s head to caress his cheek lightly. “Well I didn’t, and I missed you. I haven’t been able to sleep properly since we got here, without you wrapped around me.”
Jared blushed and hung his head in embarrassment. Though he hated to admit it, he was quite the cuddler, but Jensen loved that, so it was OK.
“So, I talked to Kim, and explained it was our anniversary, and he pulled some strings, and got us this!” Jensen waved his arm in a sweeping motion. “It’s one of their honeymoon cabins. No one else, just us, a bedroom, Jacuzzi tub, fireplace, fully stocked kitchen, some extra goodies,” he cocked his head towards the gift basket on the coffee table, “and a bear skin rug.”
“For real?” Jared asked, finding his voice.
“Yeah, for real, just you and me, baby. Oh, and it’s ours for however long we’re filming!”
Jared’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Kim’s gift, well, and my gift to you. They’re giving us a hell of a break on rates since we’re stuck here and no one can really do anything till the weather clears up for good. So, it’s all ours. No one to bother us; no need to hide.”
“You did all this for me?” Jared asked.
“Yeah, well, with Kim’s help. But, it’s our anniversary, and you mean everything to me, and I just want to thank you, for telling me how you feel. If you hadn’t made the first move, we wouldn’t have this.” He tucked his head into Jared’s chest and leaned against him, pressing them both back against the door.
“I love you!” Jared said with a smile.
“I love you too, baby,” Jensen said reverently. Then his head snapped up and the mischievous glint was back. “But I’m starting to sweat like a pig, so what do you say we ditch the arctic gear and go get naked on the rug in front of the fireplace?”
Jared groaned and his cock gave an eager twitch. “I’d say that sounds like the best idea I’ve heard in days.” He released Jensen and they both began stripping off their parkas, gloves, and boots. Jared was about to start stripping out of his regular clothes, but Jensen took him by the belt loop and dragged him away from the entryway towards the living room.
Without words, Jensen stopped by the rug and pulled Jared down for another kiss, as he did so, his fingers deftly unbuckled Jared’s belt then un-tucked his shirts and began unbuttoning the outer shirt with little sensual flicks of his fingers, caressing as he went. Still kissing, Jensen let the shirt slide down Jared’s shoulders then pulled back to lift Jared’s t-shirt over his head. Jensen stared in awe at Jared’s tall, muscled physique, stroking his abs almost in disbelief. “Sometimes I can’t believe you’re finally mine,” he murmured.
“Well, I am,” Jared replied, placing another peck on Jensen’s lips before tugging his shirts out of his waistband and pulling off the layers of long and short sleeved t-shirts all together. After dropping the shirts to the floor with an unceremonious plop, Jared caressed Jensen’s neck and shoulders gently, delicately, as if he too couldn’t believe he had the right to touch, take, fuck, hold… Then he let his fingers slip feather-light across Jensen’s nipples, feeling them harden at his touch and eliciting a gasp. Jared pulled Jensen close stroking his back and letting his hands fall over the swell of his ass as he once again took Jensen’s mouth with his own. He gave Jensen’s ass a final squeeze before sliding his hands around to the front, unbuckling Jensen’s belt, and popping the buttons on the fly of his jeans one by one, then slipping his fingers inside the waistband of Jensen’s boxers and sliding both garments off his slender hips with a smooth tug.
Jensen moaned into the kiss and busied himself with unbuttoning and unzipping Jared’s trousers and slipping off first them and then his boxer briefs. Within seconds they stood together naked, clothed only in their socks and the pants that still pooled around their ankles. Taking charge again, Jensen stepped out of their pants, pulling away from the kiss with a groan and taking Jared by the hand. Jensen led them in front of the fire and motioned for Jared to sit with him on the rug.
Jared willingly obliged, quickly leaning into Jensen as they sat, then straddling him and pushing him back onto the rug. “You’re mine, too, you know” he added. Jensen nodded, leaning up for another kiss. Then Jared laid his lover back on the soft, silky fur of the rug, drawing his kisses away from Jensen’s lips and letting them trail down his jaw, neck, shoulders, lavishing his tongue in the hollow of Jensen’s throat, then more kisses down his pecs and another swipe of the tongue around each pebbled nipple. Jensen brought his hands to Jared’s head, twining his fingers through Jared’s silky brown hair. Jared took this as a sign of encouragement and continued his trek across Jensen’s body with more kisses traveling down his abs, lapping at the fine, curly hairs below his bellybutton and finally drawing his tongue in a slow, lazy stroke around the base of Jensen’s painfully erect cock.
“Oh god yes,” Jensen blurted out, “I love you, baby, want you so bad.”
Jared just growled against Jensen’s skin, and continued his journey, carefully switching his position, nudging Jensen’s knees apart and settling between them. He kissed Jensen’s balls, lightly at first, then licking, and taking each into his mouth slowly, enveloping them in wet heat, teasing them with his tongue. Releasing Jensen’s balls, he trailed his kisses lower still, nudging Jensen’s legs apart and up and back; Jensen responding by spreading his legs wider and drawing his knees up towards his chest, giving Jared access to his sensitive perineum and pink, puckered entrance beyond. Jared obliged by taking full advantage of Jensen’s position. He swiped his tongue teasingly across the sensitive skin just behind Jensen’s balls, then back slowly just the tip of it leaving a most trail across Jensen’s skin until he reached his entrance. Jared swirled his tongue gently at first, tracing around the muscle, then harder, rougher, more forcefully, swiping and lapping his tongue across the hole, licking and sucking before finally probing inside. As the tip of his tongue penetrated, Jared was rewarded with a keening sound and another gasp from Jensen. Grinning at the encouragement, Jared resumed probing and thrusting alternating with lapping and was soon fucking his tongue in and out of Jensen’s hole, deeper and deeper, seeking access, coaxing his lover to relax and permit him entrance.
Jensen moaned louder, unable and unwilling to contain his pleasure. He tried to move his hand from Jared’s hair to stroke his neglected cock, but Jared swatted his hand away playfully, pulling his tongue out of Jensen’s ass (and eliciting a grunt of displeasure). “Not yet, baby, not yet,” Jared said. “I’m going to show you how much I love you, make you feel so good.”
Jensen quieted when Jared returned to his lapping and thrusting, Jensen’s muscle now relaxing and allowing him easy entrance. Jared took this as encouragement and wiggled a finger in alongside his tongue, moistening it with the saliva that now glistened on Jensen’s soft skin. Finding Jensen easing and relaxing further, Jared quickly added a second finger and began sliding them in and out in time with his tongue, then he pulled out his tongue and just finger-fucked Jensen, curling his fingers forward and rubbing against Jensen’s prostate.
Jensen let out another gasp and jerked his body with surprise, then moaned loudly, as Jared took the head of Jensen’s cock into his mouth and began lapping and sucking, dipping his tongue into the now-leaking slit, pressing his tongue flat across the crown. and soaking up Jensen’s unique flavor.
Jared looked up to meet Jensen’s hazel-green eyes, pupils now blown wide, lids heavy, pairing with his pink, swollen lips to give a perfect picture of debauchery.
“God, Jen, you taste so good, wanna suck you all night,” Jared murmured before dipping his head back down, to take more of Jensen in his mouth. He hummed and hollowed his cheeks, lapping with his tongue as he slid down the shaft, bringing his free hand up to stoke gently at the base, his other hand still fucking Jensen’s ass, scissoring his fingers to stretch him wider, working in a third and again stroking at Jensen’s prostate, this time as he took Jensen’s cock deep into his throat, sliding it back past his gag reflex.
“Oh, god, Jay, Jay, soooooo good. Love you so much baby!” Jensen panted. “Wait,” he added.
Jensen ignored him working a fourth finger into Jensen’s hole and switching the grip on the base of Jensen’s cock.
“No, wait,” Jensen repeated, tugging lightly at Jared’s hair.
Jared’s hands stilled, his lips grudgingly sliding of Jensen’s cock with a slick pop.
“Not yet, I’m too close already. Wanna make it last,” Jensen explained.
Jared let his fingers slip from Jensen’s ass and let go of his cock with his other hand before crawling up Jensen’s body for another kiss.
Jensen moaned deeply, seemingly trying to lick his own taste out of Jared’s mouth.
Jared smiled and finally pulled back, his hands now pinching and squeezing at Jensen’s nipples twisting them lightly. “I love you,” he repeated, “thank you for doing this for me.”
“You’re welcome,” Jensen replied, stealing another kiss. “But I wanna suck you before I come, and then…” he let his voice trail off. He leaned up to Jared’s ear, pulling him down flush against his chest. “Then I want you inside me while I wear a cock ring. Want you to make me feel so good, and then when I can’t take it any more, when you’re ready to fill me up, then I want to look into your eyes and come together.”
Jared looked into Jensen’s eyes, catching the desire reflected there. Jared’s expression was quizzical, “But, um, I didn’t bring a cock ring…”
The glint in his eyes returned, and Jensen grin was so big, Jared swore he resembled the Cheshire cat. Jensen cocked his eyebrow suggestively and nodded his head to the side towards the coffee table.
Jared followed his gesture and settled on the gift basket, which he now realized was filled with… sex toys and accessories? He pulled himself off of Jensen and crawled over to get a better look. Sure enough there were several kinds of lube, edible body paint, a selection of vibrators and butt plugs, and yes, there it was, a snap on cock ring. Grabbing the cock ring and the least complicated bottle of lube he could find, Jared eagerly returned to Jensen’s side.
“So, how do you wanna-hmmmph!” Once again, Jared’s words were cut off, this time by Jensen tackling him back onto the bearskin rug. After planting a fierce, bruising kiss on Jared’s lips, Jensen continued attacking his body, sucking hard on Jared’s neck until he drew blood (make up was going to have fun with that) then continuing down to bite Jared’s left nipple, hard, teasing and pulling at it with his teeth, sending electric jolts of pain-pleasure that went straight to Jared’s already-hard cock. Then, Jensen pulled off only to return with a kiss to Jared’s abs and a little swipe of his tongue inside Jared’s navel. Jared felt Jensen’s smaller, more delicate hands grasping his hips, and grasping hard, pinning Jared to the rug and digging in hard enough to leave bruises. Jared realized that Jensen was marking him, claiming him, giving physical proof to show that Jared belonged to him and him alone, but even that thought process was cut off as Jensen took Jared’s cock in his mouth, sinking down the shaft as far as he could go, taking an unbelievable amount of Jared’s erection into his mouth in one, long, wet, slide. “Nngggh,” Jared groaned, “Oh godpleaseyes!”
Jensen just kept sucking, bobbing his head and caressing his tongue up and down Jared’s shaft, faster and faster. He released one of his hands form Jared’s hips and cradled Jared’s balls gently in his palm, rolling them and playing with them, adding to Jared’s pleasure. Jensen just kept working his tongue and cheeks, humming around the head of Jared’s cock, careful to cover his teeth so as to not scrape or hurt his lover. Within minutes Jared was already on the edge-in all the times he and Jensen had fucked or made love (and in six months there had been hundreds) he realized he’d never felt quite this charged and connected, every single movement Jensen made seemed to shoot right into Jared, adding both to the heat pooling in his abdomen and to the warmth and love he felt in his heart. Jensen just kept going, stopping only when Jared finally tugged on his hair, too close to the edge already.
“I want you inside me now, please?” Jensen said softly, as he slid his body up Jared’s to plant a kiss on his forehead. Then Jensen slipped off and fell back, spreading his legs and drawing his knees up to his chest.
Jared followed him settling in between Jensen’s legs and looking down at the man he loved, almost getting overwhelmed in the moment. Seeing Jensen lying there, waiting for him, wanting him… it was almost too much. Pinching the base of his cock firmly to keep his orgasm in check, Jared reached down and popped open the bottle of lube. He quickly slicked himself up, then slicked a few fingers, reaching back to gently work first one, then two, then three into Jensen’s hole. Jensen was already loose from the rimming and finger-fucking Jared had given him earlier, but Jared wanted to be extra sure that Jensen was ready, so that Jared’s considerably larger girth wouldn’t cause him any unwanted pain.
“I’m ready,” Jensen said with a nod, looking down at the cock ring Jared had brought back onto the rug with him.
“You sure?” Jared asked, reaching down to pick up the cock ring with one hand.
Jensen nodded, “I’m sure,” he said, “want to feel you for as long as possible. Don’t want to come too soon. Want it to last!” He finished with a gasp, as Jared snapped the leather cock ring around the base of Jensen’s dick.
“OK then,” Jared said with a smile, looking into Jensen’s eyes. “Put your legs over my shoulders,” he added. Jensen obliged. Then, Jared lined up, the head of his cock just poking at Jensen’s entrance.
Jensen gave him a nod and a smile.
With Jensen’s permission, Jared let go and slid home in one long stoke.
Jensen gasped with pleasure as Jared finally filled him.
Once he was balls-deep in Jensen’s ass, Jared stilled for a moment, leaning down and plundering Jensen’s mouth with his tongue. Then he pulled back, eliciting another moan, before driving home again, setting up a steady rhythm-not too fast, not too slow-that managed to hit Jensen’s prostate on nearly every stroke. And Jensen fell apart before Jared’s eyes, moaning and writhing in pleasure, rolling his hips in time to Jared’s thrusts, squeezing his muscles to make himself impossibly tight around Jared’s cock. Jensen was on edge within minutes, but the cock ring’s pressure denied him the climax his body so desperately sought. Soon, Jensen was thrashing, murmuring nonsense, and making high-pitched keening noises, while Jared continued to thrust, using his hands to stroke and explore Jensen’s body.
Jensen slid his legs from Jared’s shoulders and wrapped them around Jared’s waist, drawing him even farther in, squeezing tightly and crossing his ankles at the small of Jared’s back. “Oh god, I’m so close, oh god, feels so good, love you,” Jensen muttered.
“I’m,” Jared gasped, “really close too, baby. Gonna fill you up. Want you so much,” Jared said in reply, reaching down between them to touch Jensen’s erection.
Jensen bucked hard and flinched when Jared touched his engorged and hyper-sensitized cock.
“May I?” Jared asked, gesturing at the cock ring.
Unable to speak from the over-stimulation, Jensen nodded in agreement.
Jared reached down and released Jensen’s cock from its vice-like grip.
Jensen smiled wrapping his arms around Jared’s neck, pure bliss relaxing and smoothing his features
But Jared wanted more, he wasn’t quite sure, until…. He stilled his hips, buried deep inside Jensen. Jensen looked hurt, frustrated, momentarily rocking his hips up and trying to keep going.
“No, wait,” Jared started. “My turn for a request,” he added.
Jensen nodded. “Anything, baby.”
“Just trust me,” Jared teased, eliciting a smile from Jensen. With that, Jared let himself slip from Jensen’s tight heat. Jensen looked somewhat disappointed at the loss, but his eyes were clear and full of warmth and trust. Jared pulled himself from between Jensen’s legs and maneuvered Jensen onto his side, lying down behind him, spooned against his back.
Getting the idea, Jensen drew his top leg up to his chest, giving Jared better access.
Then Jared was parting Jensen’s muscular, soft-skinned cheeks, and lining himself up again to drive home. This time Jared eased into Jensen little by little, allowing Jensen to adjust to the fullness and the new position. When he was finally deep inside, Jared pulled Jensen tightly back to his chest, and began to roll his hips, again, hitting the sweet spot inside Jensen and causing him to gasp and moan. Jared ignored Jensen’s instructions about not touching his cock. He couldn’t resist, and desperately wanted to feel the weight and warmth of Jensen in his hand. So, he reached around and gently stroked Jensen, twisting his fingers around the shaft swirling his thumb over the head, quickly driving them both back to the edge.
With his free hand, Jared turned Jensen’s head and tilted his own so that he could take his lips in a kiss.
When their lips pulled apart moments later, Jensen said, “I’m ready.”
Without need for further explanation, Jared increased the speed and force of his thrusts, rocking his hips harder against Jensen’s ass, and pushing them both over the edge. Two strokes later and they came together, the moans of their simultaneous orgasm lost to each others’ mouths as Jensen spilled hot, white jets of come over Jared’s hand and his own chest and Jared shot his load deep inside Jensen’s body. They held each other through the aftershocks, unmoving, just enjoying the feel of their bodies joined and fitted together.
As Jared’s cock finally softened, he reluctantly pulled out.
Jensen let out a sigh and let his leg down, turning as he did to face Jared. “I love you,” he said.
“I love you, too,” was Jared’s reply. “Happy anniversary, baby, and thank you for giving this to me.”
They snuggled together, holding each other, quickly drifting off, still sticky and sweaty, but not caring one bit. The fire crackled in front of them, and the silky fur of the rug caressed them from below. Later, they would find the bedroom and sleep in the big, soft bed, maybe make love in the Jaccuzzi tub, but right now, all that mattered was the two of them, together, alone, and in each others arms. And for the first time since arriving at Whistler, Jared and Jensen both slept peacefully.