Acceptance, Dark Blue, Dean/Jaimie/Carter, NC-17
Title: Acceptance
Author: taylor_serenil
Relationship: Dean/Carter/Jaimie
Length: ~11K
Disclaimer: Not mine. All for fun, not for money.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Carter says yes.
Warnings/notes: Trinity-verse. First-time Dean/Carter/Jaimie, established Dean/Jaimie. Explicit het, explicit slash. Pegging. Rimming. D/s. As always, many thanks for dime_for_12's beta services--they made this much smoother and more descriptive.
Acceptance
Dean's not sure what Jaimie's been telling Carter trying to get him to say yes, but he knows he's been telling Carter some very intimate details about what being with Jaimie's like, both in bed and out of it. Including that neither of them is all that vanilla--he doesn't want Carter surprised by that.
Whatever the two of them said must have worked, though, because Carter just called and told them to come over with supplies. Jaimie's packed the toybox, including her harness. Dean's got a bag full of condoms and lube. And just in case, they brought some munchies and drinks as well.
Carter's got something seductively bluesy playing when he opens the door. He smiles seeing the amount of stuff they've brought. "When I said supplies, I wasn't expecting quite this much."
Dean smiles back. "I told you we don't necessarily roll vanilla-style. We wanted to be prepared, since you saying yes probably means you don't always either."
Carter doesn't say anything more, just leads them to his bedroom. They've both been to Carter's house before, but they've never been beyond the public spaces. Dean's not paying a whole lot of attention to the decor beyond noticing it's tastefully masculine--he is paying attention to Carter's bed, though. It's more than big enough for the three of them, and the iron headboard looks like it'd be just right for tying or handcuffing someone to it.
Dean's letting Carter call the shots tonight. And he suspects Jaimie is too, although down the line she's likely to challenge for dominance. "So how do you want to do this?" he asks as he pulls his t-shirt over his head and steps out of his jeans. Jaimie and Carter are still wearing all their clothes, and the contrast appeals to those sub instincts he's been gradually developing.
"Jaimie said you liked getting pegged. Somewhere down the line, I want to see if you like getting fucked, too, but tonight I want to see her prove that. If you can hang on long enough to not come from what she does to you, you get to fuck me. If not--Jaimie says that smart mouth of yours is good for more than wisecracks."
Dean's expecting Jaimie either to get him ready or tell him to prep himself, so he's a little surprised when Carter's the one to climb on the bed behind him and flip him onto his stomach. Surprise turns quickly to arousal as Carter starts working his way down his back, putting his lips, tongue and teeth to good use. He's fairly sure he's going to have some marks from this later, but he's also fairly sure Carter's been careful enough to make sure they won't show with a shirt on.
He's surprised all over again when Carter spreads him out enough to lick down between his cheeks. This is one thing that he's never tried. Dean's usual rule is if I'm not willing to do it for someone else, I'm not asking them to do it to me. Carter's tongue's lighting up his nerve endings enough that he's having to rethink that policy.
And Jaimie's next words only add fuel to the fire. Her tone's all amused approval, with just a hint of being turned on by the sight they're making. "Carter, you are kinky as fuck. Which I definitely appreciate, and judging from how he's reacting, Dean does, too."
Which is perfectly true. Dean's not even trying to hold back the sounds he's making as Carter spreads his legs farther apart to lick him even more intimately. He's not trying to keep from lifting his body to get closer, either. If Carter's got a problem with that, he can hold him down. The thought of Carter holding him down gets Dean even hotter.
Carter doesn't stop, but he does add first one finger, then two in quick succession. And apparently Carter's magic powers of knowing everything extend to bed as well, because he finds Dean's sweet spot almost immediately. Dean's beginning to wonder if he's going to come just from what Carter's doing to him when he finally quits. It's a struggle not to let out a frustrated noise at that.
He doesn't have to wait very long before Jaimie's the one sliding her fingers in, taking a few moments to make sure he's ready for her. "Quit teasing me already, okay? Unless you want me to come from just this."
"Wouldn't want that, now would we?" Carter's voice sounds a lot like Jaimie's earlier. "Although watching you come is going to be a sight to remember."
Jaimie's remembered how much he likes getting her ready for this. When he works his fingers in, she's already wet enough to make sliding the vibrator she chose for this round in easy. He fastens the straps as quickly as he can before getting on his hands and knees. For them, that seems to work the best.
Unlike their first time, Jaimie's rhythm smooths out almost immediately. And she's learned the best angle to really turn Dean on, too. Dean's barely got enough brainpower left to think well, I think I'm going to be giving my first blow job in quite a while. Because he's pretty sure that even if he does hang on, he's not going to have enough self-control once he gets inside Carter to last very long.
He's white-knuckling it because good as this feels, he really wants to get to fuck Carter. Jaimie's fucking him hard and fast, like maybe she wants to see that too. When she comes, he tastes blood in his mouth from biting his lip trying not to follow her.
Normally, he'd probably try to get her to come again, but tonight he just helps her out of her rig. Which raises a question--he seriously doubts Carter got himself ready, although if he did, it'd be a real turn-on. So somebody needs to do the prep.
He's about to ask Carter who he wants for that when Carter looks over at the bottle of lube and then looks at Jaimie. She raises her eyebrows, quizzical look on her face. He nods and gives her a wicked grin.
Dean likes both the kink factor and the symmetry. Carter got him ready for Jaimie, so it seems rather appropriate that she get him ready for Dean. And Carter's probably going to enjoy the little hint of intimacy with her as well as the fact that Jaimie's got talented hands.
She's taking her time, which is frustrating him. He suspects it's been a while for Carter, though, so it's probably a good idea. And the delay means he might last a little longer.
Carter finally says, "I'm good. Dean, you ready?"
"I was born ready." Dean wants to watch Carter's reactions, so he's glad Carter's on his back. Jaimie even propped his hips up with a pillow.
He eases his way in once he's got a condom on. Carter's tight enough to make him think that doing this as slow and easy as he can is probably the best bet. He likes the thought of Carter feeling this later, but he doesn't like the thought of actually hurting him. Dean wraps a hand around Carter's dick almost as soon as he starts thrusting. Some time when he's a little less wound up it might be fun to see if Carter can come just getting fucked, but now is definitely not the time.
He can feel the twinges from Jaimie fucking him with every shift of his body, and it's only getting him hotter. Especially since it's making him think about feeling like that from Carter fucking him down the line.
The little sounds Carter's making, the open desire in his eyes, Jaimie telling Carter, "I told you Dean was a good fuck"...Even if Jaimie hadn't worked him over first, he's not sure he could have held out. And as is, he doesn't even really try. One last corkscrew of his hips that really makes him feel the ache and makes Carter moan is enough to have him free-falling into orgasm.
When the aftershocks finally start dying down enough for him to notice, he's not surprised to see that Carter hasn't come yet. He's not about to leave Carter hanging--it'd be a lousy start for a relationship, plus he wants to watch Carter come and he suspects Jaimie does too. So he pulls out as carefully as he can for both their sakes and slides down Carter's body.
It's been long enough that he's not going to try deep-throating, but he still remembers enough tricks that he doubts Carter'll care. He's enjoying the chance to use the guy portion of his oral skills again. Some time, he wants to really tease Carter with his mouth, but not tonight. Tonight he's just trying to get Carter off well enough to reward him for his patience.
When Carter starts trying to warn Dean he's close, Dean steps it up a notch. He wants Carter to lose control enough to come in his mouth. Yeah, it's been a while, but he's pretty sure he can still swallow without choking. And a long moment later, he knows he can. He keeps sucking Carter, trying to give him all the pleasure he can.
Carter finally tells him enough. Jaimie kisses him deeply after he's stopped, and knowing she's going to taste Carter in his mouth is an extra little thrill. When she breaks the kiss, Carter puts a hand on the back of Dean's neck before kissing him, open-mouthed and messy, like he's enjoying the blend of their flavors.
Dean's sure of one thing after tonight--if the relationship doesn't work, it's not going to be because the sex doesn't.
Fin
Author: taylor_serenil
Relationship: Dean/Carter/Jaimie
Length: ~11K
Disclaimer: Not mine. All for fun, not for money.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Carter says yes.
Warnings/notes: Trinity-verse. First-time Dean/Carter/Jaimie, established Dean/Jaimie. Explicit het, explicit slash. Pegging. Rimming. D/s. As always, many thanks for dime_for_12's beta services--they made this much smoother and more descriptive.
Acceptance
Dean's not sure what Jaimie's been telling Carter trying to get him to say yes, but he knows he's been telling Carter some very intimate details about what being with Jaimie's like, both in bed and out of it. Including that neither of them is all that vanilla--he doesn't want Carter surprised by that.
Whatever the two of them said must have worked, though, because Carter just called and told them to come over with supplies. Jaimie's packed the toybox, including her harness. Dean's got a bag full of condoms and lube. And just in case, they brought some munchies and drinks as well.
Carter's got something seductively bluesy playing when he opens the door. He smiles seeing the amount of stuff they've brought. "When I said supplies, I wasn't expecting quite this much."
Dean smiles back. "I told you we don't necessarily roll vanilla-style. We wanted to be prepared, since you saying yes probably means you don't always either."
Carter doesn't say anything more, just leads them to his bedroom. They've both been to Carter's house before, but they've never been beyond the public spaces. Dean's not paying a whole lot of attention to the decor beyond noticing it's tastefully masculine--he is paying attention to Carter's bed, though. It's more than big enough for the three of them, and the iron headboard looks like it'd be just right for tying or handcuffing someone to it.
Dean's letting Carter call the shots tonight. And he suspects Jaimie is too, although down the line she's likely to challenge for dominance. "So how do you want to do this?" he asks as he pulls his t-shirt over his head and steps out of his jeans. Jaimie and Carter are still wearing all their clothes, and the contrast appeals to those sub instincts he's been gradually developing.
"Jaimie said you liked getting pegged. Somewhere down the line, I want to see if you like getting fucked, too, but tonight I want to see her prove that. If you can hang on long enough to not come from what she does to you, you get to fuck me. If not--Jaimie says that smart mouth of yours is good for more than wisecracks."
Dean's expecting Jaimie either to get him ready or tell him to prep himself, so he's a little surprised when Carter's the one to climb on the bed behind him and flip him onto his stomach. Surprise turns quickly to arousal as Carter starts working his way down his back, putting his lips, tongue and teeth to good use. He's fairly sure he's going to have some marks from this later, but he's also fairly sure Carter's been careful enough to make sure they won't show with a shirt on.
He's surprised all over again when Carter spreads him out enough to lick down between his cheeks. This is one thing that he's never tried. Dean's usual rule is if I'm not willing to do it for someone else, I'm not asking them to do it to me. Carter's tongue's lighting up his nerve endings enough that he's having to rethink that policy.
And Jaimie's next words only add fuel to the fire. Her tone's all amused approval, with just a hint of being turned on by the sight they're making. "Carter, you are kinky as fuck. Which I definitely appreciate, and judging from how he's reacting, Dean does, too."
Which is perfectly true. Dean's not even trying to hold back the sounds he's making as Carter spreads his legs farther apart to lick him even more intimately. He's not trying to keep from lifting his body to get closer, either. If Carter's got a problem with that, he can hold him down. The thought of Carter holding him down gets Dean even hotter.
Carter doesn't stop, but he does add first one finger, then two in quick succession. And apparently Carter's magic powers of knowing everything extend to bed as well, because he finds Dean's sweet spot almost immediately. Dean's beginning to wonder if he's going to come just from what Carter's doing to him when he finally quits. It's a struggle not to let out a frustrated noise at that.
He doesn't have to wait very long before Jaimie's the one sliding her fingers in, taking a few moments to make sure he's ready for her. "Quit teasing me already, okay? Unless you want me to come from just this."
"Wouldn't want that, now would we?" Carter's voice sounds a lot like Jaimie's earlier. "Although watching you come is going to be a sight to remember."
Jaimie's remembered how much he likes getting her ready for this. When he works his fingers in, she's already wet enough to make sliding the vibrator she chose for this round in easy. He fastens the straps as quickly as he can before getting on his hands and knees. For them, that seems to work the best.
Unlike their first time, Jaimie's rhythm smooths out almost immediately. And she's learned the best angle to really turn Dean on, too. Dean's barely got enough brainpower left to think well, I think I'm going to be giving my first blow job in quite a while. Because he's pretty sure that even if he does hang on, he's not going to have enough self-control once he gets inside Carter to last very long.
He's white-knuckling it because good as this feels, he really wants to get to fuck Carter. Jaimie's fucking him hard and fast, like maybe she wants to see that too. When she comes, he tastes blood in his mouth from biting his lip trying not to follow her.
Normally, he'd probably try to get her to come again, but tonight he just helps her out of her rig. Which raises a question--he seriously doubts Carter got himself ready, although if he did, it'd be a real turn-on. So somebody needs to do the prep.
He's about to ask Carter who he wants for that when Carter looks over at the bottle of lube and then looks at Jaimie. She raises her eyebrows, quizzical look on her face. He nods and gives her a wicked grin.
Dean likes both the kink factor and the symmetry. Carter got him ready for Jaimie, so it seems rather appropriate that she get him ready for Dean. And Carter's probably going to enjoy the little hint of intimacy with her as well as the fact that Jaimie's got talented hands.
She's taking her time, which is frustrating him. He suspects it's been a while for Carter, though, so it's probably a good idea. And the delay means he might last a little longer.
Carter finally says, "I'm good. Dean, you ready?"
"I was born ready." Dean wants to watch Carter's reactions, so he's glad Carter's on his back. Jaimie even propped his hips up with a pillow.
He eases his way in once he's got a condom on. Carter's tight enough to make him think that doing this as slow and easy as he can is probably the best bet. He likes the thought of Carter feeling this later, but he doesn't like the thought of actually hurting him. Dean wraps a hand around Carter's dick almost as soon as he starts thrusting. Some time when he's a little less wound up it might be fun to see if Carter can come just getting fucked, but now is definitely not the time.
He can feel the twinges from Jaimie fucking him with every shift of his body, and it's only getting him hotter. Especially since it's making him think about feeling like that from Carter fucking him down the line.
The little sounds Carter's making, the open desire in his eyes, Jaimie telling Carter, "I told you Dean was a good fuck"...Even if Jaimie hadn't worked him over first, he's not sure he could have held out. And as is, he doesn't even really try. One last corkscrew of his hips that really makes him feel the ache and makes Carter moan is enough to have him free-falling into orgasm.
When the aftershocks finally start dying down enough for him to notice, he's not surprised to see that Carter hasn't come yet. He's not about to leave Carter hanging--it'd be a lousy start for a relationship, plus he wants to watch Carter come and he suspects Jaimie does too. So he pulls out as carefully as he can for both their sakes and slides down Carter's body.
It's been long enough that he's not going to try deep-throating, but he still remembers enough tricks that he doubts Carter'll care. He's enjoying the chance to use the guy portion of his oral skills again. Some time, he wants to really tease Carter with his mouth, but not tonight. Tonight he's just trying to get Carter off well enough to reward him for his patience.
When Carter starts trying to warn Dean he's close, Dean steps it up a notch. He wants Carter to lose control enough to come in his mouth. Yeah, it's been a while, but he's pretty sure he can still swallow without choking. And a long moment later, he knows he can. He keeps sucking Carter, trying to give him all the pleasure he can.
Carter finally tells him enough. Jaimie kisses him deeply after he's stopped, and knowing she's going to taste Carter in his mouth is an extra little thrill. When she breaks the kiss, Carter puts a hand on the back of Dean's neck before kissing him, open-mouthed and messy, like he's enjoying the blend of their flavors.
Dean's sure of one thing after tonight--if the relationship doesn't work, it's not going to be because the sex doesn't.
Fin