Reach out and Touch
Title: Reach out and Touch
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~1500
Disclaimer: I can only fantasize that this is really going on. Alas, it's not. Unless it is, and if so, I want photographic evidence, dammit!
Summary: no plot here, just some blowjob porn, inspired by the pics of a half-naked Jensen playing soccer.
A/N 1: enablelove and I wrote a little bit of email porn after those pics came out, so some of this is based on her ideas. I just took it and ran with it.
Jared stood at the stove, bacon frying in a pan while he watched his babies playing out in the backyard. Sadie had the coveted chew toy right now, which Harley definitely didn’t like. He was lying right next to her, muzzle on his paws and eyes on the chew toy. Sadie ignored him, happily chewing away. Jared laughed, then turned his attention back to the pan.
It was a nice day, sunny and cloudless. They’d slept in after being out late filming last night, and Jared decided to be an awesome boyfriend and make breakfast (or, well, brunch) in bed for Jensen. He’d still been dead to the world when Jared got up an hour ago for his run with the dogs, but Jared figured Jensen wouldn’t be too grumpy if Jared woke him up with coffee and the works.
Humming to himself, Jared flipped the bacon, then turned to get the eggs out of the fridge. And froze with his hand on the door handle, mouth falling open as he stared at a sleep-mussed and gorgeous Jensen walking into the kitchen. He was shirtless and barefoot, wearing only the loose basketball shorts he favored instead of pajamas. Licking his lips, Jared raked his eyes up and down Jensen’s toned body.
“Mornin’, Jay,” Jensen grunted, stretching his arms over his head, his already low-riding shorts slipping even farther down his hips. Any lower and it’d be completely indecent.
“Damn,” Jared swore. He fumbled behind him, eyes still on Jensen, to turn off the burner under the bacon pan and advanced on Jensen. Eggs forgotten, he curled his hands around Jensen’s biceps and tugged Jensen closer.
“Jared, what are y-”
Jensen cut off with a muffled oomph as Jared crushed their mouths together. Jensen opened to him immediately, and Jared swept his tongue alongside Jensen’s with a soft moan. Jensen tasted like mint toothpaste, and Jared chased the flavor, pulling Jensen flush against him. Jensen gripped the back of Jared’s t-shirt with both fists as Jared moved to kiss across his jaw, sucking a mark into his favorite spot below Jensen’s ear. His skin was still warm, the heat soaking through the thin material of Jared’s shirt. Jensen groaned, and the sound went straight to Jared’s dick, making it twitch in his track pants. He could feel Jensen’s hardening dick against his hip, and suddenly he wanted nothing more than to suck Jensen off.
Jared worked his way down Jensen’s body, tracing his lips over taut muscle, pausing to pay extra attention to his nipples until they were hard and red. He slid to his knees and framed Jensen’s hips with his palms, burying his nose against his stomach, nuzzling the light trail of hair there leading past the waistband of his shorts.
“Jay,” Jensen whined, rocking his hips a little.
Smiling, Jared pressed a kiss to Jensen’s abs. It would be so easy to tug Jensen’s shorts off and just swallow him down, but he wanted this to last, wanted to take his time until Jensen was begging. He kissed his belly again, then hooked his thumbs in Jensen’s waistband, smirking up at him. Jensen flashed him an annoyed look, shifting in frustration, but Jared refused to rush this.
“Relax, baby. I’ll get you there,” Jared murmured, stroking along Jensen’s hipbones.
“You could get me there now,” Jensen huffed.
Jared found his disgruntled expression completely adorable, and he tucked his face against the curve of Jensen’s hip to hide his smile.
After some more whining from Jensen, Jared finally got down to business. He licked along the ridges of Jensen’s abs and dipped his tongue into his belly button. Jensen shuddered and braced his hands on Jared’s shoulders, squeezing nearly hard enough to bruise. Sliding his hands around to grip Jensen’s firm, perfect ass, Jared nudged Jensen’s shorts down a little, just another inch or two, and kissed the smooth, warm skin he revealed. He kept at it like that, slow, sucking bruises along his hipbones, biting the crease of his groin. Jensen was writhing, making these sexy little needy noises.
“Jesus Christ, Jared. Stop being a tease and suck my dick already. Want your mouth on me,” Jensen growled, his hold on Jared tightening painfully before he loosened his fingers slightly.
Jared’s own dick twitched, hardening more and tenting the fabric of his track pants. Jensen used to be almost shy about talking dirty and asking for what he wanted. He was never afraid to take what he wanted, but he didn’t say much. And now it always got to Jared whenever Jensen said anything even remotely filthy.
“Yeah? You want me to suck you? Wanna fuck my mouth?” Jared asked, rubbing circles into Jensen’s skin with his thumbs.
“Fuck. Yes. Just suck me, you asshole.”
Smiling wickedly, Jared pushed Jensen’s shorts the rest of the way down to pool at his feet, then helped him kick out of them. Jensen’s dick sprang free, popping up to rub wetly against Jared’s jaw. It was hard and thick, red at the head and leaking precome. Jared’s mouth watered. He loved blowing Jensen, loved the taste and feel and weight of Jensen in his mouth. He loved the ache in his jaw when he took his time and the ache in his knees from the hard floor.
Jared ran his hands up the inside of Jensen’s legs and pushed his thighs farther apart, then leaned forward to suck gently at the head of his dick. Jensen moaned and swore, snapping his hips forward, but Jared backed off, not wanting this over too soon. Jensen growled again and moved his hands up to grip Jared’s hair at the base of his neck. Jared smiled and wrapped his lips around the head of his dick once more, sucking harder this time.
He continued to work Jensen over slowly, paying particular attention to the tip and doing the tongue flutter move he knew Jensen loved. He could feel the muscles of Jensen’s thighs trembling and knew Jensen was getting close. Pulling away, Jared jacked him a few times, looking up at him through his lashes.
“Christ,” Jensen murmured, trailing his fingertips down Jared’s cheek to his mouth, thumb rubbing and catching on his bottom lip. “So gorgeous like this, mouth all red and swollen from stretching tight around my dick.”
Jared whimpered, shifting uncomfortably to relieve the tightness in his pants. Jensen smiled, the hungry, heat-filled smile only Jared ever got to see, and Jared pressed a fist against his hard-on, trying not to come in his pants like a freaking teenager. Jensen nudged Jared’s mouth open with his thumb, and Jared curled his tongue around the tip before releasing it with a slick pop. With a slow roll of his hips, Jensen guided Jared’s head back down.
It didn’t take long after that. Jared swallowed him down as far as he could and sucked hard, and Jensen yelled Jared’s name, snapping his hips forward and almost choking Jared. He had a split second warning of Jensen’s fingers tightening in his hair and then Jensen was coming, warm, thick spurts that coated Jared’s throat. Some spilled out onto his chin, but Jared just licked that up as well. Jensen swore as his softening dick slipped from Jared’s mouth.
Jensen was still recovering when Jared fumbled his track pants and boxer briefs down enough to get a fist around his dick. He was painfully hard and hissed as his calluses caught on the sensitive underside. He pumped himself a few times, no finesse, just wanting to get there quickly, the opposite of what he did for Jensen. It felt amazing to finally touch himself, Jensen still close and panting above him.
And then Jensen dropped down to sit beside him and wrapped a hand around Jared’s, jerking him off together. Jared nearly lost it immediately. The added pressure on his dick made his spine tingle, and Jared moaned when Jensen scraped a blunt nail over his slit. Jensen leaned in to kiss him, gentle and sweet, and a few strokes later Jared came, coating both their fingers.
“Jesus,” Jared groaned. “Shit.”
Jensen smiled and nuzzled Jared’s neck, his mouth warm over Jared’s pulse point. “Not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?” he asked, reaching up onto the counter for a dishtowel to clean them up.
Shrugging, Jared kissed him again, just a light brushing of his lips to the corner of Jensen’s mouth. “You’re gorgeous.”
“Well, that is true,” Jensen answered, and Jared laughed.
“I was making you breakfast in bed.” He followed Jensen when he stood up, only wincing a little at the soreness in his knees.
“Mm, I have a better idea. Come on.”
Jared grinned and threaded his fingers through Jensen’s as they headed upstairs.
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~1500
Disclaimer: I can only fantasize that this is really going on. Alas, it's not. Unless it is, and if so, I want photographic evidence, dammit!
Summary: no plot here, just some blowjob porn, inspired by the pics of a half-naked Jensen playing soccer.
A/N 1: enablelove and I wrote a little bit of email porn after those pics came out, so some of this is based on her ideas. I just took it and ran with it.
Jared stood at the stove, bacon frying in a pan while he watched his babies playing out in the backyard. Sadie had the coveted chew toy right now, which Harley definitely didn’t like. He was lying right next to her, muzzle on his paws and eyes on the chew toy. Sadie ignored him, happily chewing away. Jared laughed, then turned his attention back to the pan.
It was a nice day, sunny and cloudless. They’d slept in after being out late filming last night, and Jared decided to be an awesome boyfriend and make breakfast (or, well, brunch) in bed for Jensen. He’d still been dead to the world when Jared got up an hour ago for his run with the dogs, but Jared figured Jensen wouldn’t be too grumpy if Jared woke him up with coffee and the works.
Humming to himself, Jared flipped the bacon, then turned to get the eggs out of the fridge. And froze with his hand on the door handle, mouth falling open as he stared at a sleep-mussed and gorgeous Jensen walking into the kitchen. He was shirtless and barefoot, wearing only the loose basketball shorts he favored instead of pajamas. Licking his lips, Jared raked his eyes up and down Jensen’s toned body.
“Mornin’, Jay,” Jensen grunted, stretching his arms over his head, his already low-riding shorts slipping even farther down his hips. Any lower and it’d be completely indecent.
“Damn,” Jared swore. He fumbled behind him, eyes still on Jensen, to turn off the burner under the bacon pan and advanced on Jensen. Eggs forgotten, he curled his hands around Jensen’s biceps and tugged Jensen closer.
“Jared, what are y-”
Jensen cut off with a muffled oomph as Jared crushed their mouths together. Jensen opened to him immediately, and Jared swept his tongue alongside Jensen’s with a soft moan. Jensen tasted like mint toothpaste, and Jared chased the flavor, pulling Jensen flush against him. Jensen gripped the back of Jared’s t-shirt with both fists as Jared moved to kiss across his jaw, sucking a mark into his favorite spot below Jensen’s ear. His skin was still warm, the heat soaking through the thin material of Jared’s shirt. Jensen groaned, and the sound went straight to Jared’s dick, making it twitch in his track pants. He could feel Jensen’s hardening dick against his hip, and suddenly he wanted nothing more than to suck Jensen off.
Jared worked his way down Jensen’s body, tracing his lips over taut muscle, pausing to pay extra attention to his nipples until they were hard and red. He slid to his knees and framed Jensen’s hips with his palms, burying his nose against his stomach, nuzzling the light trail of hair there leading past the waistband of his shorts.
“Jay,” Jensen whined, rocking his hips a little.
Smiling, Jared pressed a kiss to Jensen’s abs. It would be so easy to tug Jensen’s shorts off and just swallow him down, but he wanted this to last, wanted to take his time until Jensen was begging. He kissed his belly again, then hooked his thumbs in Jensen’s waistband, smirking up at him. Jensen flashed him an annoyed look, shifting in frustration, but Jared refused to rush this.
“Relax, baby. I’ll get you there,” Jared murmured, stroking along Jensen’s hipbones.
“You could get me there now,” Jensen huffed.
Jared found his disgruntled expression completely adorable, and he tucked his face against the curve of Jensen’s hip to hide his smile.
After some more whining from Jensen, Jared finally got down to business. He licked along the ridges of Jensen’s abs and dipped his tongue into his belly button. Jensen shuddered and braced his hands on Jared’s shoulders, squeezing nearly hard enough to bruise. Sliding his hands around to grip Jensen’s firm, perfect ass, Jared nudged Jensen’s shorts down a little, just another inch or two, and kissed the smooth, warm skin he revealed. He kept at it like that, slow, sucking bruises along his hipbones, biting the crease of his groin. Jensen was writhing, making these sexy little needy noises.
“Jesus Christ, Jared. Stop being a tease and suck my dick already. Want your mouth on me,” Jensen growled, his hold on Jared tightening painfully before he loosened his fingers slightly.
Jared’s own dick twitched, hardening more and tenting the fabric of his track pants. Jensen used to be almost shy about talking dirty and asking for what he wanted. He was never afraid to take what he wanted, but he didn’t say much. And now it always got to Jared whenever Jensen said anything even remotely filthy.
“Yeah? You want me to suck you? Wanna fuck my mouth?” Jared asked, rubbing circles into Jensen’s skin with his thumbs.
“Fuck. Yes. Just suck me, you asshole.”
Smiling wickedly, Jared pushed Jensen’s shorts the rest of the way down to pool at his feet, then helped him kick out of them. Jensen’s dick sprang free, popping up to rub wetly against Jared’s jaw. It was hard and thick, red at the head and leaking precome. Jared’s mouth watered. He loved blowing Jensen, loved the taste and feel and weight of Jensen in his mouth. He loved the ache in his jaw when he took his time and the ache in his knees from the hard floor.
Jared ran his hands up the inside of Jensen’s legs and pushed his thighs farther apart, then leaned forward to suck gently at the head of his dick. Jensen moaned and swore, snapping his hips forward, but Jared backed off, not wanting this over too soon. Jensen growled again and moved his hands up to grip Jared’s hair at the base of his neck. Jared smiled and wrapped his lips around the head of his dick once more, sucking harder this time.
He continued to work Jensen over slowly, paying particular attention to the tip and doing the tongue flutter move he knew Jensen loved. He could feel the muscles of Jensen’s thighs trembling and knew Jensen was getting close. Pulling away, Jared jacked him a few times, looking up at him through his lashes.
“Christ,” Jensen murmured, trailing his fingertips down Jared’s cheek to his mouth, thumb rubbing and catching on his bottom lip. “So gorgeous like this, mouth all red and swollen from stretching tight around my dick.”
Jared whimpered, shifting uncomfortably to relieve the tightness in his pants. Jensen smiled, the hungry, heat-filled smile only Jared ever got to see, and Jared pressed a fist against his hard-on, trying not to come in his pants like a freaking teenager. Jensen nudged Jared’s mouth open with his thumb, and Jared curled his tongue around the tip before releasing it with a slick pop. With a slow roll of his hips, Jensen guided Jared’s head back down.
It didn’t take long after that. Jared swallowed him down as far as he could and sucked hard, and Jensen yelled Jared’s name, snapping his hips forward and almost choking Jared. He had a split second warning of Jensen’s fingers tightening in his hair and then Jensen was coming, warm, thick spurts that coated Jared’s throat. Some spilled out onto his chin, but Jared just licked that up as well. Jensen swore as his softening dick slipped from Jared’s mouth.
Jensen was still recovering when Jared fumbled his track pants and boxer briefs down enough to get a fist around his dick. He was painfully hard and hissed as his calluses caught on the sensitive underside. He pumped himself a few times, no finesse, just wanting to get there quickly, the opposite of what he did for Jensen. It felt amazing to finally touch himself, Jensen still close and panting above him.
And then Jensen dropped down to sit beside him and wrapped a hand around Jared’s, jerking him off together. Jared nearly lost it immediately. The added pressure on his dick made his spine tingle, and Jared moaned when Jensen scraped a blunt nail over his slit. Jensen leaned in to kiss him, gentle and sweet, and a few strokes later Jared came, coating both their fingers.
“Jesus,” Jared groaned. “Shit.”
Jensen smiled and nuzzled Jared’s neck, his mouth warm over Jared’s pulse point. “Not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?” he asked, reaching up onto the counter for a dishtowel to clean them up.
Shrugging, Jared kissed him again, just a light brushing of his lips to the corner of Jensen’s mouth. “You’re gorgeous.”
“Well, that is true,” Jensen answered, and Jared laughed.
“I was making you breakfast in bed.” He followed Jensen when he stood up, only wincing a little at the soreness in his knees.
“Mm, I have a better idea. Come on.”
Jared grinned and threaded his fingers through Jensen’s as they headed upstairs.