Various little ficlet-things
The results of me offering to write sex for people.
ihearthings_ii asked for J² and oranges
Jared has a new shower gel, orange oil and ginger. It smells nice but it tastes too bitter, too artificial. Jensen makes sure to lick it all off anyway, running his tongue over every square inch of Jared's body until only Jared's own taste is left and Jared complains that he's got to shower again now because, "you left your spit all over me!" Jensen just grins against Jared's hip.
And then I wrote a bunch of these things for madame_d, because she's insatiable and I like to indulge her. Somehow, these got longer and longer.
J² and cookies
Jensen only starts protesting once Jared has him up against the wall, mouthing his way down Jensen's body. "I. Oh. I made you cookies."
Jared slides off with a wet pop but keeps his hand there, holding tightly." Jen, we haven't seen each other for two months, you honestly care about those damn cookies right now?"
Jensen arches his back, dick catching Jared on the chin and leaving a wet smear. "No. It was just a mix anyway."
Sam/Dean and their first kiss
It's not perfect. Dean nearly bites Sam's lip, and he tastes like he's swallowed some of the dirt on his face -- which he probably has. It's the one thing Sam never expected to do with his brother, never let himself think about, but here, with Dean's mouth opening against his it feels like the most natural thing in the world to kiss, suck on Dean's tongue, and maybe, just maybe, it is perfect after all.
Sam/Dean and spells
Dean thought there were worse spells than the one that had turned him into a girl, especially if it made his brother, who was usually very much reserved about this whole assfucking business, screw him into the mattress. Sam had already gotten him off once, with his stupidly long fingers curving inside and his mouth working between Dean's legs. Currently he was pushing into Dean from behind, hands slipping around to stroke Dean's breasts while Dean shuddered under him and tried to catch his breath.
"Dean, man," Sam said in his ear, and Dean nearly laughed at the absurdity of it all, "you still with me?" A hard thrust shoved Dean headfirst into the sheets, and he could feel Sam grinning against him. "Or is it too much?"
"Yeah, fuck you, too," Dean panted. "Just wait until we turn you."
J² and the Upfronts
"What're you doing here, I thought you were supposed to be --" was all Jared got out before Jensen effectively shut him up, one hand on the back of Jared's head pulling him down to Jensen's mouth, and the other already scrabbling at the button of Jared's jeans.
"Skipped 'em," Jensen breathed, Jared's hips now hitching forward in funny little jerks. Jensen finally got the button undone and the zipper down, and Jared moaned when Jensen stuck a hand down his underwear.
"Didn't -- ah -- didn't want to go without me, huh?"
Jensen kissed him hard again, squeezing Jared lightly. "Will you shut up already and let me suck your dick?"
Jared laughed, his head falling back against the wall. "Be my guest."
J² and Jared's reaction when Jensen said Jared's dog was named Sandy at the Asylum con
With his hands tied to the headboard like this Jensen can barely move, but he guesses it's okay for Jared to be a little pissed still, it's not every day that someone (Jensen) mixes up his girlfriend with his goddamn dog, even though Jensen must've apologized for that a hundred times already.
"Jared, c'mon," Jensen says, trying to pull Jared in with his legs. Jared evades him easily.
"Whiny little bitch," Jared says, but he's grinning, bending Jensen's leg to lick a stripe up Jensen's calf. "Gonna make you scream."
"Yeah, promises," Jensen says, then gasps as Jared licks higher, up Jensen's thigh and along his hipbone, ignoring the bump of Jensen's cock at his chin, leaving a trail of bites on his way up Jensen's stomach. He shoves Jensen's knees apart and nestles between them, his chest covering Jensen's completely, mouth at his ear, whispering.
"I'm gonna call Sandy while I fuck you, let her listen to you moan for me. She'll hear you how you sound when you're coming, Jen, the noises you make when I'm inside you. You'll never mix up her name again, will you?"
"No," Jensen whispers back. "No. Jared, please."
"Shh, I've got you." Jared fumbles and tugs at Jensen's wrists, and suddenly his hands are free and he can wrap his arms around Jared and hold him close, scratching his nails down Jared's back. He knows this is far from over, that Jared will tease and torment him to the point of begging, but for now he opens his mouth for Jared's kiss, almost gentle, and lets go.
ihearthings_ii asked for J² and oranges
Jared has a new shower gel, orange oil and ginger. It smells nice but it tastes too bitter, too artificial. Jensen makes sure to lick it all off anyway, running his tongue over every square inch of Jared's body until only Jared's own taste is left and Jared complains that he's got to shower again now because, "you left your spit all over me!" Jensen just grins against Jared's hip.
And then I wrote a bunch of these things for madame_d, because she's insatiable and I like to indulge her. Somehow, these got longer and longer.
J² and cookies
Jensen only starts protesting once Jared has him up against the wall, mouthing his way down Jensen's body. "I. Oh. I made you cookies."
Jared slides off with a wet pop but keeps his hand there, holding tightly." Jen, we haven't seen each other for two months, you honestly care about those damn cookies right now?"
Jensen arches his back, dick catching Jared on the chin and leaving a wet smear. "No. It was just a mix anyway."
Sam/Dean and their first kiss
It's not perfect. Dean nearly bites Sam's lip, and he tastes like he's swallowed some of the dirt on his face -- which he probably has. It's the one thing Sam never expected to do with his brother, never let himself think about, but here, with Dean's mouth opening against his it feels like the most natural thing in the world to kiss, suck on Dean's tongue, and maybe, just maybe, it is perfect after all.
Sam/Dean and spells
Dean thought there were worse spells than the one that had turned him into a girl, especially if it made his brother, who was usually very much reserved about this whole assfucking business, screw him into the mattress. Sam had already gotten him off once, with his stupidly long fingers curving inside and his mouth working between Dean's legs. Currently he was pushing into Dean from behind, hands slipping around to stroke Dean's breasts while Dean shuddered under him and tried to catch his breath.
"Dean, man," Sam said in his ear, and Dean nearly laughed at the absurdity of it all, "you still with me?" A hard thrust shoved Dean headfirst into the sheets, and he could feel Sam grinning against him. "Or is it too much?"
"Yeah, fuck you, too," Dean panted. "Just wait until we turn you."
J² and the Upfronts
"What're you doing here, I thought you were supposed to be --" was all Jared got out before Jensen effectively shut him up, one hand on the back of Jared's head pulling him down to Jensen's mouth, and the other already scrabbling at the button of Jared's jeans.
"Skipped 'em," Jensen breathed, Jared's hips now hitching forward in funny little jerks. Jensen finally got the button undone and the zipper down, and Jared moaned when Jensen stuck a hand down his underwear.
"Didn't -- ah -- didn't want to go without me, huh?"
Jensen kissed him hard again, squeezing Jared lightly. "Will you shut up already and let me suck your dick?"
Jared laughed, his head falling back against the wall. "Be my guest."
J² and Jared's reaction when Jensen said Jared's dog was named Sandy at the Asylum con
With his hands tied to the headboard like this Jensen can barely move, but he guesses it's okay for Jared to be a little pissed still, it's not every day that someone (Jensen) mixes up his girlfriend with his goddamn dog, even though Jensen must've apologized for that a hundred times already.
"Jared, c'mon," Jensen says, trying to pull Jared in with his legs. Jared evades him easily.
"Whiny little bitch," Jared says, but he's grinning, bending Jensen's leg to lick a stripe up Jensen's calf. "Gonna make you scream."
"Yeah, promises," Jensen says, then gasps as Jared licks higher, up Jensen's thigh and along his hipbone, ignoring the bump of Jensen's cock at his chin, leaving a trail of bites on his way up Jensen's stomach. He shoves Jensen's knees apart and nestles between them, his chest covering Jensen's completely, mouth at his ear, whispering.
"I'm gonna call Sandy while I fuck you, let her listen to you moan for me. She'll hear you how you sound when you're coming, Jen, the noises you make when I'm inside you. You'll never mix up her name again, will you?"
"No," Jensen whispers back. "No. Jared, please."
"Shh, I've got you." Jared fumbles and tugs at Jensen's wrists, and suddenly his hands are free and he can wrap his arms around Jared and hold him close, scratching his nails down Jared's back. He knows this is far from over, that Jared will tease and torment him to the point of begging, but for now he opens his mouth for Jared's kiss, almost gentle, and lets go.