{Big Bang - J2} Dreaming in Cordite - Cyberpunk AU - 14
Title: Dreaming in Cordite
Author Name: deannawol
Artist Name: sandrainthesun
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Sam Ferris, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Christian Kane, Various Others.
Rating: 18 Overall - Sexual situations, graphic violence in places and adult language
Warnings: Slash (M/M) relationship, oral sex, violence, off-screen death of a non J2 character.
Word Count: ~51,000
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Jensen snapped awake just as dawn started peeked through the windows. He lay still for a moment, trying to tell what had woken him. Then Jared shifted a little beside him and Jensen relaxed. Hand sliding back from the grip of his gun, he closed his eyes and settled back down. The adrenaline kick was ebbing and judging by the light, Jensen could manage at least another hour's sleep. Jensen concentrated on his breathing. In, two, three, four. Out, two, three, four. It was a trick he'd learned that first week of boot camp. Concentrate on what you can control and everything else will fall behind that.
Just as he was starting to drift again, the bed shifted under him. Swearing to himself, Jensen cracked an eye, keen on getting back to sleep as soon as possible. Jared was moving, slipping further down the bed to judge by the way that he was moving. Jensen watched the tousled brown strands disappear from sight under the duvet. He frowned. What the hell was the boy up to?
The bed bounced as Jared rose to his hands and knees, drawing the sheets off Jensen's feet. Jensen almost put an end to it there and then. He was opening his mouth to remind the kid that trying to sneak up on a merc was a good way to find yourself with a hole in the head but the gentle hands plucking at the waistband of his shorts stole his breath. Jared tugged and Jensen felt the cotton slip lower, elastic bunching under his balls. He was half-hard and it took all his control to stay still when a massive hand closed around his dick. Jensen bit his lip as Jared jerks him off; quick, sure strokes until Jensen's hard and leaking. Just as he's starting to grey out, Jared stops.
The first lick was tentative, a tasting, but the second had more confidence. Jensen groaned and Jared splayed a huge paw over his hip to pin him down. Jensen could feel him smile between kitten licks and full blown tasting. Jensen was already too far gone to figure out how to break Jared's hold. Jensen could feel his cock fill and harden with each pass of Jared's talented tongue. Then, it stopped.
Jensen moaned a protest, bucking up. Jared's thumb rubbed along his hipbone and he felt a warm wet gust of air. Then, he let his cheeks and jaw relax and Jensen was engulfed.
There was a moment of panic as Jared gagged and Jensen tried to get enough braincells together to offer an out, but Jared just pulled back and tried again. This time there was nothing but contracting heat around him. Jensen made a strangled sound, eyes rolling back as Jared's throat closed around him… Shit!
A hand on his leg made Jensen move a little, spreading wider so that Jared could do whatever it was that he planned. Jensen could feel the younger man's tension through his touch and he forced himself to stop helping. It took a minute before Jared continued, his fingers walking down over Jensen's perineum back to the puckered hole below it.
Jensen breathed in and held it as a finger brushed over his entrance, tickling the sensitive skin there. Been a while since he'd spread his legs for anyone but he didn't really fancy fucking dry. If half the papers were right about the Padalecki heir, he knew better than most, the beauty of lube.
Jared proved him right a second later, working a finger in alongside Jensen's cock. Jensen said something his momma would have tanned his hide for. He greyed out for a second. The wet finger stroking around his asshole brought him back. Jensen's breath caught. The finger rubbed teasing circles, making him shiver before pushing in.
Grabbing the sheets, he threw them off leaving both of them exposed. Jared's eyes were wide as his mouth went slack. Jensen rolled his head just enough to meet Jared's eyes. The corners of the younger man's mouth quirked up and he let himself sink back down onto Jensen's cock, eyes locked with the mercenary's, as his finger pushed in deeper.
Jensen bucked at the first touch against his prostate, blind to anything but the undiluted pleasure running through his body. He thrust into the warm mouth, feeling the tiniest scrape of teeth against the sensitive skin. Then Jared pressed again and he was lost. He tried to call a warning but it was too late. He collapsed completely, letting everything relax as the glow filled him.
To his credit, Jared didn't even cough, just swallowed the liquid and licked the last drops from the wilting shaft. Pulling himself back up the bed, he dropped onto the bed beside the mercenary, watching Jensen's every move with a possessive smile.
Jensen looked over and smiled, "That was ..." he was panting still, "Damn, you're good!"
Jared's eyes lowered as he blushed.
"So, not that I'm complaining or anything but what brought that?" Jensen asked.
Jared grinned, looking like a cat with a belly full of cream. And there was thought Jensen would be revisiting later on. "Well, I realized that I'd never thanked you for saving my life."
"If that's how you say 'thanks', I gotta arrange a couple more hits on you so I can ride to the rescue!"
Jared laughed, moving closer to Jensen, his hand reaching out to rest on the mercenary's chest, "You can ride me 'til the cows come home any day of the week. Don't go thinking that y'all need to make an effort on my account."
Jensen said nothing. The afterglow was slipping and with it reality. End of the day, maybe the day after if Miss Ferris wasn't ready to move yet, they'd be headed in opposite directions and that would be it. Sure, he liked the kid, but it could never be anything more than casual between them, so why the fuck did he feel bad about taking what was on offer? It'd be months before he'd get the chance to do anything again.
It was that thought that got him moving. Months of close quarters and family, not exactly much in the way of romance out with the pack ‘cept for occasional trips into town to pick up supplies and he doubted he’d find someone like Jared in one of those hick towns. He needed a long, hard fuck and then possibly a shower, with someone there to wash his back...
Jensen turned, his grin feral, "No? Then how 'bout we have ourselves a little fun before we gotta set out?"
"Sounds good," Jared grinned widely and leaned forward to kiss Jensen.
His mouth was hot and warm with a bitter taste. Jared pulled back a little as Jensen licked his mouth, but the mercenary didn't care as his hands worked over the planes of Jared's body, pushing him back into the mattress and exploring.
This was definitely going to be an interesting night.
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Author Name: deannawol
Artist Name: sandrainthesun
Genre: RPS AU
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Sam Ferris, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Christian Kane, Various Others.
Rating: 18 Overall - Sexual situations, graphic violence in places and adult language
Warnings: Slash (M/M) relationship, oral sex, violence, off-screen death of a non J2 character.
Word Count: ~51,000
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Jensen snapped awake just as dawn started peeked through the windows. He lay still for a moment, trying to tell what had woken him. Then Jared shifted a little beside him and Jensen relaxed. Hand sliding back from the grip of his gun, he closed his eyes and settled back down. The adrenaline kick was ebbing and judging by the light, Jensen could manage at least another hour's sleep. Jensen concentrated on his breathing. In, two, three, four. Out, two, three, four. It was a trick he'd learned that first week of boot camp. Concentrate on what you can control and everything else will fall behind that.
Just as he was starting to drift again, the bed shifted under him. Swearing to himself, Jensen cracked an eye, keen on getting back to sleep as soon as possible. Jared was moving, slipping further down the bed to judge by the way that he was moving. Jensen watched the tousled brown strands disappear from sight under the duvet. He frowned. What the hell was the boy up to?
The bed bounced as Jared rose to his hands and knees, drawing the sheets off Jensen's feet. Jensen almost put an end to it there and then. He was opening his mouth to remind the kid that trying to sneak up on a merc was a good way to find yourself with a hole in the head but the gentle hands plucking at the waistband of his shorts stole his breath. Jared tugged and Jensen felt the cotton slip lower, elastic bunching under his balls. He was half-hard and it took all his control to stay still when a massive hand closed around his dick. Jensen bit his lip as Jared jerks him off; quick, sure strokes until Jensen's hard and leaking. Just as he's starting to grey out, Jared stops.
The first lick was tentative, a tasting, but the second had more confidence. Jensen groaned and Jared splayed a huge paw over his hip to pin him down. Jensen could feel him smile between kitten licks and full blown tasting. Jensen was already too far gone to figure out how to break Jared's hold. Jensen could feel his cock fill and harden with each pass of Jared's talented tongue. Then, it stopped.
Jensen moaned a protest, bucking up. Jared's thumb rubbed along his hipbone and he felt a warm wet gust of air. Then, he let his cheeks and jaw relax and Jensen was engulfed.
There was a moment of panic as Jared gagged and Jensen tried to get enough braincells together to offer an out, but Jared just pulled back and tried again. This time there was nothing but contracting heat around him. Jensen made a strangled sound, eyes rolling back as Jared's throat closed around him… Shit!
A hand on his leg made Jensen move a little, spreading wider so that Jared could do whatever it was that he planned. Jensen could feel the younger man's tension through his touch and he forced himself to stop helping. It took a minute before Jared continued, his fingers walking down over Jensen's perineum back to the puckered hole below it.
Jensen breathed in and held it as a finger brushed over his entrance, tickling the sensitive skin there. Been a while since he'd spread his legs for anyone but he didn't really fancy fucking dry. If half the papers were right about the Padalecki heir, he knew better than most, the beauty of lube.
Jared proved him right a second later, working a finger in alongside Jensen's cock. Jensen said something his momma would have tanned his hide for. He greyed out for a second. The wet finger stroking around his asshole brought him back. Jensen's breath caught. The finger rubbed teasing circles, making him shiver before pushing in.
Grabbing the sheets, he threw them off leaving both of them exposed. Jared's eyes were wide as his mouth went slack. Jensen rolled his head just enough to meet Jared's eyes. The corners of the younger man's mouth quirked up and he let himself sink back down onto Jensen's cock, eyes locked with the mercenary's, as his finger pushed in deeper.
Jensen bucked at the first touch against his prostate, blind to anything but the undiluted pleasure running through his body. He thrust into the warm mouth, feeling the tiniest scrape of teeth against the sensitive skin. Then Jared pressed again and he was lost. He tried to call a warning but it was too late. He collapsed completely, letting everything relax as the glow filled him.
To his credit, Jared didn't even cough, just swallowed the liquid and licked the last drops from the wilting shaft. Pulling himself back up the bed, he dropped onto the bed beside the mercenary, watching Jensen's every move with a possessive smile.
Jensen looked over and smiled, "That was ..." he was panting still, "Damn, you're good!"
Jared's eyes lowered as he blushed.
"So, not that I'm complaining or anything but what brought that?" Jensen asked.
Jared grinned, looking like a cat with a belly full of cream. And there was thought Jensen would be revisiting later on. "Well, I realized that I'd never thanked you for saving my life."
"If that's how you say 'thanks', I gotta arrange a couple more hits on you so I can ride to the rescue!"
Jared laughed, moving closer to Jensen, his hand reaching out to rest on the mercenary's chest, "You can ride me 'til the cows come home any day of the week. Don't go thinking that y'all need to make an effort on my account."
Jensen said nothing. The afterglow was slipping and with it reality. End of the day, maybe the day after if Miss Ferris wasn't ready to move yet, they'd be headed in opposite directions and that would be it. Sure, he liked the kid, but it could never be anything more than casual between them, so why the fuck did he feel bad about taking what was on offer? It'd be months before he'd get the chance to do anything again.
It was that thought that got him moving. Months of close quarters and family, not exactly much in the way of romance out with the pack ‘cept for occasional trips into town to pick up supplies and he doubted he’d find someone like Jared in one of those hick towns. He needed a long, hard fuck and then possibly a shower, with someone there to wash his back...
Jensen turned, his grin feral, "No? Then how 'bout we have ourselves a little fun before we gotta set out?"
"Sounds good," Jared grinned widely and leaned forward to kiss Jensen.
His mouth was hot and warm with a bitter taste. Jared pulled back a little as Jensen licked his mouth, but the mercenary didn't care as his hands worked over the planes of Jared's body, pushing him back into the mattress and exploring.
This was definitely going to be an interesting night.
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