Fic: Stretch Right Up And Touch The Sky. RPS. Jensen/Jared. NC-17. Epilogue
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Epilogue
“This is never gonna work,” Jared groaned and hoisted himself higher up on the bed, beating at the pillows to try and get more support for his back.
“Yes, it will,” Jensen said stubbornly, putting a pillow under Jared’s cast leg. He stood back, frowning, and then removed the pillow again, shaking his head. “Crap. Ok, let’s try this. Dangle it over the edge of the bed.”
Jared raised his eyebrows at him. “I’m supposed to keep it supported. Not… dangling.”
Jensen gave him an irritated glare. “Dude, you want me to break it again? Because if you’ve got your leg straightened out on the bed… Once I start bouncing the strain will be too much.”
Jared’s eyes widened. “Bouncing?”
“You can only use one leg to lift your hips so unless you want to tip me over with every thrust I’m gonna have to do most of the work, ok?”
Jared gave him a skeptical look and Jensen sighed. “You see any other solution?”
“If I try sitting on the edge again with you straddling my lap…” Jared suggested even if he knew it was no use.
“We already tried that,” Jensen interrupted. “It was too much weight on your leg, remember? Just lay back like that and…”
He moved around the bed and tugged Jared’s right leg gently to the side until he could bend his knee. His foot hovered about five inches above the floor, which was a bit closer than ideal, but it would have to do. Maybe once the bone started to heal they wouldn’t have to be quite so careful but right now they were both too wary to take any chance with it. Wasn’t as if this was the first bone Jared had broken, being rather accident prone, and he knew Jensen had painful memories of broken bones himself that wouldn’t let him risk jeopardizing the healing progress.
Jensen stood back, looking Jared over with a frown and he could feel himself blushing. They’d been at this so long his erection was long gone and he felt kinda dumb, sitting there naked with his leg all stiff and clumsy and his dick limp as a noodle. Considering how much he’d been looking forward to finally getting said dick into Jensen’s ass, the current lack of enthusiasm it was showing was a bummer.
“Scoot down,” Jensen said, “so you’re more on your back. Just a couple of pillows under your head maybe.”
“You sound like a porn flick director,” Jared quipped but did as he was told, letting his ass slide down the bed and rearranging his pillows once again. “I guess this is when they would send in the fluffer,” he added miserably and gave his cock a disappointed poke.
“Yeah, right. As if I would let anyone get near your cock but me,” Jensen joked but when Jared didn’t so much as smile his face got serious and he crawled up on the bed, crouching by Jared’s side. “Hey, this is supposed to be fun, you know. Not… emo-sex.”
“I’m not emo,” Jared protested. “I’m just… dead. Or my dick is.” He blinked. “You think it’s the painkillers? Oh God, maybe they killed my cock!”
Jensen shook his head, smiling softly. “Dude, they didn’t kill your cock. Your cock is fine. It just needs a bit of encouragement.”
“You think so?” Jared said hopefully, giving his sorry excuse for a dick another poke. It twitched slightly but that was it. “I don’t know. Looks pretty dead to me.”
“Let’s see if we can resurrect it then.”
Jensen slid down on the bed, tilting his head as he studied the task at hand, before leaning forward and licking a slow stripe along the soft shape and then around the head. It twitched again, a bit more forcefully this time, and Jared watched in fascination as it slowly started to lift and harden with every lick that Jensen applied. Usually it was enough for him to just look at Jensen to get painfully hard, so this, having to coax his dick into action, it was a whole new experience and actually not that unpleasant, if a bit humiliating.
His dick got harder as his breathing got shallower and by the time it was towering to its full length he was gasping for breath and his whole body was pulsating with the need to come. Which would totally ruin all of their preparation.
“Jen, Jen. You gotta…” He pulled at Jensen’s hair. “I’m gonna come.”
Jensen quickly let him go, sending him a stern gaze. “You better not. Even with your recovery time I’m not ready to wait for you to get it up again.”
“Me neither,” Jared groaned and concentrated on breathing as he waited for the urge to die down. “Don’t wanna wait another minute.”
He grabbed Jensen’s arm, pulling him in for a kiss before leaning back, eyes dark and heated. “You still good?” he asked, indicating the half-empty tube of lubrication lying on the bedside table. They’d already done the preparation part but with all the time spent maneuvering Jared into the right position maybe Jensen was drying up again and that would definitely be bad.
Jensen scrunched up his nose in an adorable way and then lay down on his back and reached down. Jared’s eyes widened when he watched Jensen slide his own fingers into his body, hitching his breath slightly as he twisted them inside. If Jared hadn’t been rockhard already that definitely would have done the trick.
“Nah, I’m good,” Jensen breathed as if Jared had just asked him if he needed more beer or something, moaning softly as he pulled his fingers back out. “Fuck, can’t wait for you to be in me.”
“Unghugh,” Jared agreed, his tongue feeling big and dry in his mouth. Jesus fuck!
“You ready?” Jensen asked, quickly sliding the condom over Jared’s cock and then moving to straddle his hips. All Jared could do was nod and hold his breath, waiting for Jensen to lower himself onto his cock.
It missed at first, sliding in the smeared lube between Jensen’s ass cheeks and poking at his balls instead. Jensen cursed and Jared closed his eyes in frustration, wondering if they were ever gonna be able to do this right. Then he felt Jensen’s fingers close around the base of his cock and before he had time to blink his eyes open his dick was being directed into something hot and wet and.. oh my God, so tight!
“Jesus!” he choked out, grabbing onto Jensen’s trembling thighs to help hold him up. “You okay?”
Jensen was staring down at him, eyes wide. “Yeah. Just… Can we do this very slowly?” he said, breath hitching.
“Yeah.” Jared nodded, swallowing repeatedly. “As slow as you like. I’ll keep still and you just… You take your time, man.”
Jensen nodded as well, biting his lip and then he breathed out, lowering himself another inch. He sucked in his breath, fingers digging into Jared’s biceps where he held on to him. “Christ!” he grunted. “You sure we’re doing this right?”
Jared froze. “Does it hurt that bad?”
“No, it’s just… It’s not exactly good, you know.”
Jensen clenched his jaw and sunk down a little lower, lips pressed together so tight Jared was starting to regret this whole thing. It wasn’t worth it if it was just hurting him. This was supposed to be good, right? Or maybe Jensen was right, maybe they were doing it wrong.
“You want to stop?” he asked even if his cock was screaming at him to push further into that amazing heat.
Jensen shook his head but his face was still all scrunched up and that was it, they obviously couldn’t do this.
“We can stop, it’s okay. Let’s just stop,” Jared said and reached down to grab his dick and pull it out but Jensen’s hand shot out and grabbed him by the wrist before he was half-way there.
“Jared? Shut up.” He fixed Jared with his stare, eyes blown wide and nostrils flaring. “I’m not pussying out, I’m just taking time to get adjusted to your ridiculously big cock.”
‘It’s not ridiculous,” Jared argued but he was too relieved to really care. “You sure you’re okay?”
“I’m sure.” Jensen closed his eyes and slowly slid down, holding his breath until his ass finally made contact with Jared’s thighs. “Oh God,” he gasped.
“Oh God good or oh God bad?” Jared grunted, clenching his own jaw as he desperately fought the urge to come. Who could have imagined it felt like this? And they hadn’t even really started yet!
“Oh God, I have Cockzilla in my ass,” Jensen groaned.
“That sounds bad,” Jared told him, starting to get nervous. What if he had broken Jensen with his cock? God, what if his cock really was a freak of nature like Chad kept telling him and he’d never be allowed to fuck anyone ever again, especially not Jensen?
“I thought you liked cheesy horror movies?” Jensen asked and this time his voice wasn’t quite as strained. He even smiled a little and Jared smiled hesitantly back.
“Not where the damsel in distress gets impaled and has to walk bowlegged the rest of her life. Oh wait, you already do that.”
Jensen swatted at his head but he was grinning and Jared could feel him slowly relaxing. He was still tight as hell but at least it didn’t feel like he was gonna squish Jared’s cock in half.
“I think…” Jensen said, biting his lip. “Yeah, you can move now. But slowly.”
Jared frowned. “I thought you were gonna be the one moving? Bouncing and riding me like a pony? Wasn’t that what you said?”
“That was before I knew your cock was gonna suck all the energy out of me through my ass. Dude, my legs feel like Jell-O. You’re lucky I don’t just drop flat on top of you and lie there until morning.”
“You make it sound like it’s alien or something,” Jared pouted but placed his hands around Jensen’s waist, lifting him as slowly as he could and then lowering him back down. Oh God.
“Fuck,” Jensen groaned, dropping his head back to expose the length of his throat and Jared had to fight not to lunge forward and bite him on his Adam’s apple.
“At least help some,” he panted instead, tightening his grip on Jensen’s waist. “You weigh a frigging ton, man.”
“Shut up.”
Jensen pushed against Jared’s chest, his thighs trembling as he lifted himself up. Together they managed to create a slow rhythm, hesitant at first but then as Jensen relaxed and his discomfort started to subside he moved more enthusiastically until he really was riding Jared like a pony. Or, you know, graceful stallion. The term pony was a bit too girly, even for assfucking, Jared thought.
Not that he was able to form much more complicated thoughts at the moment than just ‘Oh God’ and ‘So good, it’s so good’ while trying desperately not to come. It was so tight, so deliciously warm and good but what hit him more than anything was the fact that it was Jensen. He had his cock inside Jensen and that was the most amazing thing in the whole world.
He shifted on the bed, lifting his hips experimentally and Jensen sucked in his breath.
“Fuck. Do that again.”
“This?” He thrust upwards, grinning when Jensen’s eyes went wide and his lips parted in a perfect ‘O’. “Did I find it? The spot, did I find it?” he asked exited.
“Oh God, yes. You definitely found it,” Jensen moaned, jerking his hips. “Fuck. Again.”
Yes! Haha, victory! Jared hummed the Batman theme in his head as he took his aim again.
His leg was starting to ache but he didn’t care. He bit his lip, fighting his own need to come as he thrust into Jensen as hard as he dared, grunting and sweating. He was so close, so damn close, but he didn’t want to blow it. Didn’t want to come until Jensen was ready. Frantic he finally reached down and wrapped his fingers around Jensen’s cock, jerking him off in an awkward rhythm since he had lost all ability to co-ordinate his motions, but apparently it was good enough because Jensen stiffened and with a strangled shout he came violently over Jared’s fingers and stomach.
‘Thank God,’ Jared thought absentmindedly and let go off his own orgasm, wrapping his arms around Jensen and pulling him down to his chest as he shuddered and came as well.
They lay like that for a long time, Jensen gasping against Jared’s throat with Jared’s arms trapping him against his heaving chest.
“That was so good!” Jensen finally blurted out and then they were both laughing, almost hysterically.
“I swear, even if my dad had walked in on us, this time I wouldn’t have been able to stop,” Jared said, pressing his lips against Jensen’s sweat-damp neck.
“I would have killed you if you’d stopped,” Jensen told him, resting his cheek on Jared’s shoulder.
Jared chuckled, hugging Jensen even tighter. “You know I love you, right?” he asked softly, closing his eyes when Jensen kissed his ear.
“Yeah, I know.”
“And?” Jared prodded.
Jensen snorted. “And I might love you too.”
“Yeah, you do,” Jared said smugly and squeezed Jensen so tight he let out a sound like a squeaky toy.
His leg hurt and his dick was all sticky as it softened and slipped out of Jensen’s body. He felt like he had a buckload of lube stuck in his pubes and he was pretty sure Jensen had fallen asleep because that definitely felt like drool dribbling on his shoulder.
Really, life didn’t get any better than this.
Fin