Jared/Jensen prompt for January
All prompts and fills must have Jared/Jensen as the main pairing, no exceptions.
Any other pairings must be in the past or with animals.
This is the post for characters over the age of 18!
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When Jared bends him over the crate, it is rough and cold and smells of metal shavings. His alpha’s large hand pins him in place, and an oily rag hushes his mouth, but Jensen is grateful for the way it hides his face and muffles his cries, when Jared continues to explore with the chill of his gun.
Lube dribbles on his furled hole, and a finger pushes in. He pushes back against it. Then cold metal pushes for access and circles, and Jensen freezes. His muscles contract in protest. Jared thrusts harder slaps his ass and hisses at him, “You do what I want you to do. Now fuck this thing, like it’s my cock, and do it like you enjoy it.”
Jared thrusts the gun in hard, and Jensen bites on his rag to stop the cry. Jared withdraws it and pushes in again, and Jensen humps back like the obedient fucktoy he is.
“Again,” snarls Jared under his breath, “Keep going.”
It hurts, it’s cold, and the wrong shape and it scrapes over tender internal flesh, and Jared won’t stop. The gun pistons in, and he is sure that Jared can’t ensure the safety is on when it gets that deep? And yet there is an intense arousal too, and it is killing Jensen with need. His dick wants to be free and his balls are going to explode. He has to come, and he knows it isn’t allowed. He is crying in despair when Jared reaches around, and with one last, brutal thrust, unlocks his cock cage and tells him to come. The sensation is overwhelming, fireworks, and joy, and emotion. Jesus, so good, so good, so good. He collapses boneless on the crate, under Jared’s shadow. He doesn’t see Jared come on him, so much as hear his “Fuck, fuck, Jensen, oh-oooh,” and feel it splash over his back and fall in globs over his hair.
Jared wipes himself and Jensen tucks his cock neatly back into his pants and zips them dutifully, before he is lifted to his feet, with shaking legs, like a newborn foal.
Jared grabs Jensen’s clothes and lets Jensen lean against him, naked and vulnerable, “Now we’re going to walk back to my cleaned office, where you will get dressed and help me with filing and letters for a few hours. Don’t cry, don’t collapse, and don’t question it, because you’re my omega. Understand?”
Jared doesn’t understand but he is on an orgasm high, and he knows what is required. He walks with a limp and winces with each step, he smiles, and thanks Jared for being allowed to come. Secretly he wonders if they can do it again some time, but perhaps when they’re alone.
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Jensen doesn’t understand but he is on an orgasm high, and he knows what is required. He walks with a limp and winces with each step, he smiles, and thanks Jared for being allowed to come. Secretly he wonders if they can do it again some time, but perhaps when they’re alone.
Jared sends Jensen home in his car two hours before he leaves work. There’s an awkward silence between Stephen and Jensen, until the driver breaks it, with “You did well back there. It’s what everyone needed to see; Mr. Padalecki in charge; his omega strong and a bit crazy. He lost another omega, a long time ago. His rivals thought he was weak. They killed the kid. Jared took ‘em all out, one by one, but it was too late for his omega. He wasn’t going to buy another omega, had no kids on the agenda. He thought he was happy, but he couldn’t choose a shirt or shine his shoes, and he fair near poisoned us with his cooking. Then he saw you, and it ain’t an exaggeration to tell you that your auction was rigged. No other fucker could have hoped to win you. You are never going back to that Center, kid.”
Jensen doesn’t know what to say, “It was ah, good,” drops from his lips, with a genuine grin.
Stephen laughs. “You really are crazy enough for the old crook.”
When Jared comes home, Jensen is naked, except for his collar, and he’s back in his routine. The groceries have been put away. Clean laundry is hanging in the closet. Fresh flowers are on the stand in the hall.
He takes his alpha’s briefcase, and helps him out of his jacket and shoes, before taking his hand and leading him to the warmed living room, where a glass of the best whiskey waits on ice, the paper is folded on the coffee table, and the television is set to the sports channel.
“I hope steak and new potatoes will be alright. Today was a little busy,” Jensen purrs.
Jared reaches out to grab Jensen, and pulls him onto his lap. He smothers his omega in kisses, tracing freckles around his neck and over his chest, tickling Jensen and making him giggle. Jensen hugs Jared, with his arms around his neck and buries his head against his chest. “How was your day?” he asks his alpha.
“Oh, work was a pain, trouble with the workers, but then I got a temp and he was a great typist and an even better fuck, so things are looking up. How was your day?”
“Oh, you know. The usual,” chuckles Jensen, “Sex, housework, great sex, cuddles,” then hopefully dinner, a bit more housework, and then to bed to warm a big fat cock.”
“To bed, on my big fat knot, first,” promises Jared, pinching Jensen’s ass till it hurts, “I want to see your belly bulging with my baby and your tits dripping with milk, one day soon, and I’m still gonna fuck you like that.”
Jensen kisses Jared, all wet lips, clashing teeth and wandering hands, before disentangling himself to ensure that dinner doesn’t burn.
He checks off his mental list before he encourages Jared to drag him into the bedroom for the night. The house is clean, Jared’s clothes are laundered and pressed for the morning, there is a jug of water and glass by the bed. The early morning alarm is set, there is lube under the pillow, chapstick on his lips, and a pregnancy test in the bathroom.
He relaxes on the bed, with legs splayed wide, and ass worked open. He tips his neck in submission, with the metal of his collar reflecting candlelight.
He invites his alpha in.
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Well apologies for the crappy posting. Happy New Year, and I hope this starts the fic year well for OP :)
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Loved this :D
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This has been added to our pinboard account.
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