NO NEW REQUESTS, BUT PLEASE WRITE FOR ANY PROMPTS THAT SPARKS AN IDEA!
THIS IS THE POST FOR JENSEN/JARED!
If your prompt includes Jensen and Jared touching each other, this is where it goes. Slash, het, f/f, and anything else you can think of are all welcome and encouraged here! : ) Threesomes including Jensen and Jared where they touch/have
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“You don’t need to talk to it, Jared!” someone yells, and the man - Jared - laughs.
“I know,” he says. “I’m just having some fun.” He tightens his fingers and because Jensen can’t fight, can’t even swear at the fucker, he whimpers and blinks up at Jared with that wet-eyed look that always seems to work on the bastards who can’t seem to get enough of tying him up and fucking him.
Jared releases him. He nods.
That gets Jensen a blinding smile and soft, coaxing fingers on the back of his head as Jared carefully feeds his cock into Jensen’s spit-slick, swollen, gagged mouth. Jensen can feel every inch and the slowness makes it worse than usual somehow, so much more invasive. He squeezes his eyes shut, tries to block it out until Jared says, “Eyes up,” and Jensen obeys.
“I get to fuck a lot of pretty boys,” Jared says softly. “But you’re so good.” His big, warm hands curl around Jensen’s face, almost swallowing it whole. He draws Jensen down on his hardening cock until Jensen’s nose is pressed to his pubes, embarrassing drool dripping from between his spread lips. “I’m going to do this nice and slow until they need me on set, and when I’m done for the day I’m going to use your mouth again.” He works Jensen’s mouth up and down on his dick, thick hard meat making Jensen drool and choke, tears stinging his eyes. “Just like this. And I think you’ll like it.”
Jensen has a lot of people on his shit list. A lot of people he hates and who he’d be happy to shoot through the head if he had half a chance. But Jared… Right now he’d happily kill Jared nice and slow and not regret it for a minute. Because there’s a dizzy heat building in his gut and curling in his chest and he can feel his dick, hard and needy and wet between his spread thighs. He doesn’t want to want this, but he does: wants the slow, slick glide of Jared’s cock between his lips and down his throat for as long as Jared wants him to have it, because at least Jared is looking at him. At least Jared is seeing him.
Jared’s booted foot nudges at Jensen’s cock and Jensen jerks, shame making his cheeks flame. But Jared smiles and it’s dizzying. It’s good and awful at once. “Yeah,” Jared says. “We’ll deal with that later.”
When Jared leaves him, still hard, still aching, and someone else fucks Jensen’s face hard and deep, Jensen thinks of that. Later.
Oh fuck.
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So, did you ever write the "later" part? I hope so!!
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