Sex and Candy: Part Two of the Candy!Verse- Jawbreakers (Jensen/Jared) NC-17
Title: Sex and Candy: Jawbreakers
Author: fricky-writer22 -Mandy
Single or Verse: Part 2 of the Candy!Verse
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: CWRPS
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Word Count: 4800
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction, Jensen and Jared are not really lovers and they‘re not having lots of phenomenally hot buttsex. Damn.
Summary: Jensen’s already obscenely aroused at the sight of a blow-pop, now this?
Warnings: Boy-sexing, slight-bondage, and obscene uses of candy- all in all, good fun!
Feedback: You know how much Jared loves candy and Jenny? Well, that’s how much I love getting feedback :D
Betas: The lovely madders for assuring me that I hadn’t lost my porn-fu *snorts* and dare_to_dream06 for being my Superbeta and helping with my like of proper comma placement and such. ♥ to you both!
Previous Chapters:
Part One: Sex And Candy- Blow Pops
The thing about Jared is that he’s always got some sort of candy-coated confection dangling from his lips. The man is seriously addicted to sweets, he practically turns all glassy-eyed over a package of blue raspberry flavored Sour Punch Straws.
The thing about Jensen is that he’s got a kink for watching Jared devour whatever candy happens to be on hand at the time. Jensen’s not picky, really. Doesn’t matter if Jared’s got one of those ridiculously long rainbow things hanging out of his mouth or if he’s sucking on a lollipop with gusto, Jensen just likes how Jared looks when he’s ravaging whatever piece of candy is near.
Today is no different, Jensen’s staring blatantly, his eyes trained on Jared’s mouth as he works his tongue over a Spongebob jawbreaker that one of the technicians gave him. And fuckin’ hell, Jensen is never going to be able to hear “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?” again without going achingly hard.
Fuckin’ Jared and his fuckin’ candy. Jensen’s already obscenely aroused at the sight of a blow-pop, now this?
Jared catches him staring and grins, dimples gracing the edges of his mouth, his eyes going all slanted and cat-like. This is Jared’s patented, “I know what you‘re thinking…” look. Which is usually followed by Jensen being crushed against the nearest surface and Jared rasping out something filthy, his sweet smelling breath right against Jensen‘s ear. Then Jensen is adding yet another piece of candy to the list of things that he’s no longer allowed to look at in public, where people can see him get a boner while standing in front of the “Jelly Belly” section of the aisle. True story.
The jawbreaker isn’t all that big, which means Jared’s been working on it for a while and what the fuck?!?! How did he not know this? It’s considered a damn good, bright spot in Jensen’s day when he can perv on his boyfriend eating candy, and he missed out on the early show. Goddamnit!
“Brian give that to you?” Jensen’s voice is not in the least bit strained or scratchy, it’s not.
“Yup, gave me a couple of ‘em…,” Jared leans closer, his breath ticking Jensen’s neck as he whispers, “for later.” Jensen bites back the moan threatening to escape his lips, pushing it down and trying to gather his thoughts. Thoughts that have nothing to do with Jared and jawbreakers, and the image of Jensen’s cock being the thing to break…“His boyfriend Alex is trying to get him to part with his Spongebob obsession.” Jared chuckles at him like he knows just where Jensen’s mind has been wandering off to.
“I might have one here soon, Jay, if you don’t stop bobbing it in and out of your mouth like that. And for God’s sake, stop trying to fit as much of it as you can in there! It makes your cheeks hollow and…” Jensen takes a deep breath and pointedly looks down at his crotch where his cock is making a valiant effort to burst through, clothes be damned.
“I can fit something else all the way into my mouth, Jenny, and down my throat. And I seem to remember you lovin’ the way my cheeks hollow.” Jared’s all mischievous eyes and dangerously upturned lips, he enjoys teasing the fuck out of Jensen. And he’s fuckin’ great at it too, the bastard.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you, asshole?” Jensen snaps back. He’s just a little pissed off at his lack of control when it comes to Jared and candy and really, he can’t think well enough to realize that he may be overreacting just a tad. But when all of your blood has moved decidedly south it’s kind of hard to get the old synapses firing to form a rational thought.
“Aww, Jenny, you know I’d rather have you in mouth, right? Rather be sucking on you…” Damn it all to hell, just when he was pretty damn sure his dick couldn’t get any harder it decides to prove him wrong by taking a rather strong interest in the words flowing like honey from Jared’s lips. Completely sticky, down-right sensual honey. And fuck it all if he’s not thinking about Jared naked and covered in honey now. Fucking traitorous cock, he’s going to give it a good talking to later. This popping up at any mention of Jared and sweets has got to stop.
“Give me that…” Jensen snatches the jawbreaker out of Jared’s long-fingered hands (and that’s another kink for another time) and he’s instantly rewarded with a pout that would put a first grader to shame. He eyes it curiously, it’s not that big and it’s not like he’s never eaten anything of Jared’s before…
“You’re not going to…oh my God!” Now it’s Jensen’s turn to feel all smug as Jared stares at him wide-eyed, and one look down tells him, hard as brick. It’s a tight fit, but Jensen has managed to get the whole thing in his mouth and closes his lips around it. Thank God for his rather stunning lack of a gag reflex, because the look on Jared’s face is more than worth it.
“You…all of it. Jesus!” If Jensen’s mouth wasn’t otherwise occupied he would have had to comment about a suddenly speechless Padalecki. Things like that don’t just happen everyday. But for now, Jensen was intent on just taking in his boyfriend’s look of disbelief. His mouth was agape, his pupils large, and his jaw had definitely dropped. There was also the raging hard-on and shallow breath to contend with.
Jensen pushes his lips a little and pops the candy back out on his hand, smiling wickedly, “You seem to forget, Jared, that I like to do a little sucking of my own. Can’t let you have all the fun.” He licks his lips to remove the sugar and feels a jolt of desire hit him strong and hard as Jared’s eyes follow the movement unblinkingly.
“My trailer, now!” Jared hisses, clutching his fingers at his sides as he storms off. Jensen doesn’t need to be told twice and he’s following as quickly as he can without drawing any undue attention to the two of them, tossing the forgotten jawbreaker to the ground. He makes his way into the trailer and turns to shut the door behind him, when he turns again to face Jared his breath hitches.
Oh Fuck…Jensen swallows hard as he notices that Jared’s eyes have gone almost black, something dark and dangerous lingering in them.
“Not a smart move, Ackles. Teasing me like that in front of everyone, what were you thinking?” Jared smirks as he circles Jensen, running his fingers lightly over the small of Jensen’s back, and chuckling when Jensen moans low and deep at the caress. “Maybe you were thinkin’ that if you got me all riled up I’d fuck you right up against that wall behind ya or maybe you were thinkin’ that I’d get on my knees for you and blow you so fucking good that you damn near pass out when you come.”
“Are those…my choices?” Jensen stutters mid-sentence, having to swallow the lump in his throat as his mind swims with the images Jared’s words evoke. He licks his lips as he watches Jared slide Sam’s jacket off slowly, inch by inch. Somehow Jared has managed to get the upper hand, again. Jensen thinks it might have been around the time Jared started circling him, looking like he was about to pounce.
“You think I’d give you a choice? Should have thought about that before you started sucking that jawbreaker into that gorgeous mouth of yours, Jen. Always trying to push my buttons, aren’t you, baby?” Jensen can feel his heart speeding up as he watches Jared loosen up one button of his shirt at a time, dragging out the semi-strip tease he’s performing. Jensen digs his own fingers into his palms, his nails biting down hard on his skin, trying to keep himself from reaching out and speeding things up. After all, it’s not everyday that he gets his very own Padalecki strippogram and he’s damn well going to enjoy it.
“You started it, Jare. You know what seeing you sucking on candy does to me, you know it drives me fucking crazy.” Jensen swipes his tongue out to lick at his own bottom lip, his eyes glued to Jared’s. Damn him, Jensen thinks, he knows exactly what he does to me and he gets off on it. Jared mother-fuckin’ Padalecki should come with a warning label.
“Made you hard, didn’t it, Jen? Seeing me suck that jawbreaker in and out of my mouth got you so turned on you couldn’t think straight. Imagine what it did to me, Jen, watching you damn near swallow it, knowing how fucking amazing those lips feel wrapped around my cock. You made me fucking jealous of candy, Jensen.” Jared laughs softly at this, coming to stand in front of Jensen, fingers toying with the buttons on his shirt. He works them just as slowly as he did his own, fingers tracing inside as warm skin is revealed with every button undone.
“Welcome to the club, Jared. I get a fucking hard on every time I walk by a candy store and you’re complaining about one jawbreaker?” Jensen huffs, biting back a moan as Jared’s fingers slip inside his shirt to brush over a nipple. He tilts his hips a bit and brushes their jean-covered cocks together, causing both men to moan at the contact. “Watching you eat candy gets me so fucking hard I could damn near come in my pants from just lookin’ at you. And you know it, Jared, you know how turned on I get and you do it all the fucking time…and Jesus I’m pretty much hard all damn day on set.” Jensen shakes his head, raising his hand to run his fingers through Jared’s hair, “The things you do to me, Jare, should fucking be illegal.”
Jared leans his head into the caress, biting down hard on his bottom lip. Jensen smiles to himself when he sees the effect his words are having on his lover. He may be the one with the candy kink, but Jared loves it when Jensen tells him how good he makes him feel. Jared’s a sucker for dirty talk, the nastier the better. And he gives just as good as he gets. Before he met Jared, Jensen would have blushed ten shades of red at just the thought of some of the things that come out of his mouth now. Just to get Jared off. Not that Jensen doesn’t enjoy it himself, hearing Jared whisper filth into his ear, his voice in a deep timber, and his breath fanning hot over his ear is fucking sexy as hell.
“Ditto, baby. Now, where were we?” Jared grins, fingers already in motion to finish unbuttoning Jensen’s shirt. Jensen moans at the warm touch of Jared’s hands on his skin, the light scrape of nails over his lower stomach. He moves to shrug out of the garment when Jared stops him, hands on his wrists. Jensen shivers as those hands glide up the length of his arms, grasping his shoulder tightly before working their way back down and dragging his shirt with them. He quirks an eyebrow when Jared leaves the shirt dangling from his wrists. “Put your hands behind your back…” Jared whispers, his voice deep and scratchy with desire.
Jensen groans, knowing exactly where Jared is going with this. He knows if he plays along Jared will more then make it worth it for him. He brings his hands behind him and waits for Jared to make the next move.
It doesn’t take long. Jared’s hands are grappling for his shirt in a flash, tying the ends together tightly. Jensen can feel the material biting into his skin and he moans at the feeling, lust curling in the pit of his stomach. This isn’t the first time Jensen’s been tied up and it only took once for him to find out he liked the sensation of being completely at Jared’s mercy. A lot. The only downside was not being able to touch Jared like he wanted, but he could handle that. He wasn’t completely lacking in patience, at least he hoped he wasn’t.
Jared pushes against his chest and Jensen stumbles backwards, slamming into the wall behind him with just a bit of. And then Jared’s right there, all up in his personal space, fingers leaving goose bumps in their wake. Jensen pulls against the knot at his wrists, testing it’s strength to see just how much movement Jared has allowed him, but the shirt doesn’t even budge. Fuck.
Jared smirks when he sees him struggling, shaking his head at him, “Might as well give up, baby. You‘re not getting it off until I get you off.” Jensen swears as he feels his cock twitch at Jared’s words. He knows damn well that Jared plans on making good on that promise.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day. Been thinkin’ about sucking you off just like this. Making you beg for me to untie you so you can touch me, drag your fingers through my hair as you fuck my mouth.” Jared reaches for his belt buckle and Jensen sags against the wall for support.
“Jesus Jared…” Jensen pants as Jared drags his jeans and underwear down roughly, leaving them to pool at his feet. Jensen can’t take his eyes from the sight of Jared on his knees before him, tongue swiping out to lick at his lips. Jensen clenches his hands, fighting the urge to pull as hard as he can against the binding. His hands practically itch to slide into the silky strands of Jared’s hair.
“Oh I almost forgot…” Jared reaches into his pocket and pulls out yet another jawbreaker, wiggling it for Jensen to see. Jensen watches as Jared brings the candy to his lips, rubbing it over them, his tongue lapping at it lewdly.
“Jared…aren’t you forgetting something?” Jensen squirms a little and Jared just winks at him before taking the now wet jawbreaker and running it slowly up and down Jensen’s cock. His hips jerk automatically at the sensation of the candy sliding over him. Jared takes his time, making sure every inch of Jensen’s dick is covered in the sweetness of the jawbreaker.
“Umm, candy-coated cock. My favorite.” Jared smiles up at Jensen before bending forward and lapping at Jensen’s cock lazily, pulling back to lick his lips and savor the taste. Jensen groans, thrusting his hips forward to try and get that fucking fantastic mouth back on him. Jared takes mercy on him, wrapping his lips around the head of Jensen’s cock, his tongue snaking out to stroke the underside as he starts to slide his mouth up and down at a leisurely pace.
“God yes…your mouth, Jared, fuck me…” Jensen pants, his mouth hanging open as Jared picks up the pace and sucks him in earnest, harder and deeper. Jared drags his hands up Jensen’s thigh, griping them tightly before moving to his back and clutching Jensen’s bound hands in his. Jensen tugs hard on Jared’s hands, pleasure swimming through his veins. His heart races faster with every slick slide of Jared’s mouth on his cock. He grunts with frustration, every nerve in his body is begging for more, but with his hands bound and Jared holding him back, he can’t set the pace he desperately needs. His eyes lock with Jared’s and Jensen knows he can see the desperation in them.
Jared pulls off with a wet pop and looks up at Jensen, his eyes darkened by lust, “Fuck my mouth, Jensen.” Jensen growls in the back of his throat and Jared clutches his hands tighter in response. God he wants that more than anything, but he craves to feel Jared underneath his hands. Jensen pulls against the restraint and Jared’s hands, wanting to touch Jared in someway.
“Untie me, please, Jared. God, I wanna touch you…just wanna fuckin’ touch you.” Jensen whispers, his breath labored. Jared shakes his head no at him, denying him his request and Jensen curses. Jared’s keeping true to his words, he’s not going to untie him until he comes. Damnit.
“Come on, Jen, do it. Wanna feel you come down my throat.” Jared’s words cause a full-bodied shudder to rack through Jensen’s body and he nods rapidly.
Jensen snaps his hips as Jared wraps his lips around his cock once more. Jared brushes his thumbs over Jensen’s wrist, a silent communication to let him know it’s okay to keep going. Jensen loses his grip on sanity right then and there.
He thrusts his body forward, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as his dick slides in and out of Jared’s mouth. Jared’s eyes are glued to him, heat pooling in the hazel depths. “So good, baby. Your mouth feels so fucking good, Jared. Love the way your mouth feels wrapped around my cock…Shit!” Jensen’s only half-aware of the words coming out his mouth, his brain only processing wet, hot, heat and pressure on his cock. He keeps right on talking low and dirty and he feels a sharp wave of pleasure rip through him as Jared moans, the vibrations of it almost setting Jensen off on the spot.
He moans loudly, his hips stuttering and faltering in their rhythm as he can feel his orgasm creeping up on him. “Baby…baby…fuck Jared, I’m gonna come.” Jensen warns, his breath coming out in quick pants as sweat clings to every inch of him, his body drawn tight, the tension of holding back apparent.
Jared smirks as best as he can with his lips still wrapped firmly around Jensen’s cock, and the sight of it is dirtier than anything Jensen’s ever seen.
Jared sucks hard as his mouth slides up, tongue teasing the head of Jensen’s cock and that’s it. Jensen’s coming, practically screaming Jared’s name as his release hits him. Jensen moans as Jared swallows over his cock, the pressure of it sending aftershocks of pleasure coursing through Jensen’s veins.
Jared pulls off but not back, sliding his lips up Jensen’s body. His tongue leaving a wet trail along one hip bone, mouth sucking hard enough to leave marks. Jensen groans as Jared takes his time, using his mouth to map out his body slowly. When Jared takes one taunt nipple between his teeth and pulls, Jensen cries out.
“Jared…fuck…untie me, please.” Jensen is beyond caring about how pathetic he sounds. He just wants to feel Jared underneath his hands. Jared doesn’t seem to hear him though, continuing his leisurely perusal of Jensen’s body with his mouth. Jared turns his neck, allowing himself more access to slide up the length of it. Jensen moans as Jared licks long, slow swipes up and down, back and forth. His body tingles as Jared’s warm breath fans over him, clings, and cools against his wet skin. Jensen moans when Jared’s tongue traces the outer rim of his ear, teeth pulling on the lobe.
“Want you so bad, baby. Want to feel my cock slide in and out of that tight ass of yours.” Jared growls, words clipped and whispered in a low-tone against Jensen’s ear. Jensen whines loudly, pulling even harder on his bound hands.
“Jared, if you don’t untie me right the fuck now I swear I’m going to…” Jensen sighs in relief, letting his sentence hang as Jared unties him, yanking the shirt off and tossing it behind him.
Instantly his hands are in Jared’s hair, sliding through the strands and pulling hard. Their lips meet and it’s anything but soft. It’s rough, and it’s rushed, and it’s fucking amazing. Jensen doesn’t ask for permission, just thrusts his tongue deep inside Jared’s mouth, taking and claiming it for his own. Jared’s moan is muffled by their heated kiss, his hands clutching at Jensen’s hips to hold them both steady.
When he finally pulls back for a breath, Jared’s mouth has been thoroughly plundered, the taste of his lover and himself heavy on Jensen’s tongue. Jared’s breathing harshly now, his chest heaving with every intake of breath and Jensen feels self-satisfaction rush over him at the fact that he can do this to him. That he’s the only one that can make Jared come undone like this.
“Lube?” Jared asks, his fingers tracing invisible patterns across Jensen’s chest.
“Front, right pocket of my jeans…hurry.” Jensen lets his body relax against the wall as he watches Jared search his discarded pants for the lube. He lifts his feet, allowing Jared to remove his shoes and pants that have become slightly tangled.
His eyes follow Jared as he stands up, his hands trembling as he fumbles with his belt and zipper. His movements are jerky, trying to remove his clothes as quickly as he can. Jensen sucks in a deep breath through his teeth as he watches Jared try to undress himself. Seeing Jared this turned on, the way he’s struggling with the simple task of taking off his clothes, causes Jensen to get hard again. Jared finally succeeds in removing his own clothes and when his eyes catch Jensen’s he smiles, teeth biting down sharply on his bottom lip, and Jensen can feel it in his bones
“Turn around, Jensen, hands on the wall by your head.” Jared drawls, southern cadence flowing over the words. Jensen moans and quickly does as Jared asks, shivering slightly when his cock makes contact with the cold wall in front of him. His body’s on edge, impatient to feel Jared’s touch.
“Gonna fuck me, Jared? Gonna fill me up with that fuckin’ huge cock of yours? Make me feel you inside me for days?” He hears Jared grunt behind him, followed by the loud snap of the lube opening. Then Jared’s pressing into him and Jensen can feel every inch of Jared’s hot, hard body behind him.
“I’m gonna make it so good for you, Jen. Gonna make you come so hard you can’t even remember your own name…” Jared rasps, his voice growing deeper with every word. Jensen knows, just by the tone of Jared’s voice, that he’s more than a little turned on.
“Do it, Jare, please!” Jensen turns his head, Jared meeting him half-way, his mouth taking and owning Jensen’s. He breathes out deeply through his nose as Jared’s tongue strokes his own, rolling slowly around and around. Jared nips at his bottom lip, pulling back to tug just a little and Jensen rolls his hips back, shuddering when he feels Jared’s cock slide against his ass.
“God, Jen, you drive me crazy. You know that?” Jared runs his finger down Jensen’s spine, nail scratching lightly. Jensen moans when he feels the same finger press into him, slow and teasingly, stroking in and out. Jensen cants his hips, fucking himself on Jared’s finger and he hears Jared swear, his breath ghosting against his ear. Jensen gasps when Jared slides in another finger, scissoring and stretching him, making sure he’s ready.
“Shit…Jared…come on…please.” Jensen begs, his fingers scratching at the wall, trying to find purchase and failing. Jared changes the angle and Jensen’s forehead hits the wall with a loud smack, mouth falling open on a wordless moan.
“Right there, baby?” Jared’s voice is teasing, his fingers rubbing lazily circles over and that spot. Jensen whimpers, thrusting his body back and trying to get moremoremore.
He groans, half with relief and half with disappointment, when Jared removes his fingers and takes a step back. Jensen can hear the sound of Jared stroking himself, the lube making a smacking sound as Jared gets his cock good and slick. His body trembles as Jared moves back behind him, lining up his cock and pushing in just slightly.
“Jare…Jared…God…fuck me, please….OH yeeeesss!” Jensen exhales deeply as he moans, Jared’s cock stretching and filling him. He hears Jared’s answering moan behind him, breath fanning hot and heavy against his back as he leans his head against Jensen’s shoulder.
“So fucking tight, Jensen. Fuckin’ hell…gotta move.” Jared growls, pulling back and pushing in with a snap of his hips, deep and hard. Jensen moans loudly, rolling his head from side to side, fighting to control his body’s reaction. He was not coming again until Jared did, he had some pride after all.
Jared’s thrusting hard, rolling his hips as he pulls out and pretty much fucking all of the brain cells right out of Jensen’s head. When a particularly hard thrust hits that spot, Jensen slams his hand against the wall, swearing loudly.
“Jared…God…just like that, baby. God, you feel so good inside me. Fuckin’ incredible!” Jensen arches up on his toes, trying to change the angle and make Jared hit his prostate even harder. He almost loses his balance when Jared’s hand snakes over his hip, heading south, wrapping around his cock with a firm grip. He’s not stroking yet, he just holds on tight and lets the movement of their fucking slide Jensen’s cock in and out of his hand.
Jensen arches back, meeting Jared thrust for thrust, pushing them both higher. They’re both sweating heavily now, skin slipping in places and catching in others. Moans mingle, both men not even bothering to hold them back. Jensen groans his approval when Jared starts kissing the parts of his back he can reach. Jared mouths gently, breath puffing out harshly as his tongue licks up the sweat that’s dripping down.
“Can’t get enough of you…can never get enough of you.” Jared mumbles, words slightly muffled against Jensen’s back. The hand that’s on his cock starts moving with purpose now, stroking hard and fast.
“So good…so damn good, Jared.” Jensen, pushes back hard against Jared, his body craving every bit of contact it can get with Jared’s. His senses are overloaded, flooded with Jared. Jared’s touch, Jared’s smell, the sound of Jared coming undone as he slams in and out of him.
Goose bumps cover his arm as Jared slides his free hand up it, closing over his hand and twining their fingers together. Jensen loves that even when their fucking, hard and fast, Jared still finds a way to reinforce the love behind it. It makes his stomach clinch and his chest tighten. He squeezes tightly, wishing he could look into Jared’s eyes right now, show him just what he’s feeling.
“I’m close, Jensen…God…tell me you’re there too, baby, tell me you’re just as fucking close as I am.” Jared moans, biting down just enough on Jensen’s shoulder to cause him to hiss with pleasure.
“I’m with you, baby…shit, Jared…” Jensen swears as Jared rocks up and causes his cock to hit hard against Jensen’s prostate over and over again.
“You gonna come with me, Jen? Gonna come all over my hand and the wall as I come inside you?” Jared’s voice is dirty low and clipped, and Jensen comes hard and fast as if Jared caused it with only his words.
“JARED FUCK, GOD YES!” Jensen screams, hand tightening hard enough to break Jared’s fingers as his orgasm slams through him. He hears the hitch in Jared’s breath and feels his body shudder against him as he comes just seconds after Jensen.
“JENSEN…God!” Jared answers Jensen’s scream with his own, thrusting frantically until he can’t move any longer and falls against Jensen’s back. Jensen can feel him breathing quick and hard, little whimpers coming from his throat.
Jensen reaches behind him and clutches at Jared’s hip. The angle is awkward but he needs the contact. Jared kisses his shoulder in response, nose nuzzling against hot skin. He slowly pulls out, causing both of them to moan low at the loss.
Jared pulls on the hand still connected to Jensen’s, backing him away from the wall, only letting go of his hand to let it fall to his hips and turn him around.
Their eyes meet and they both smile lazily, mouths just barely turned up at the corners. Jensen uses what energy he has left to pull Jared to him, hands on his hips. Jared dips his head, brushing his lips against Jensen’s, sighing happily.
They pull apart and Jensen’s eyes fall on the forgotten jawbreaker and he groans. Jared’s eyes are questioning as he follows Jensen’s gaze.
“What?” Jared asks, looking back at Jensen.
“I’m never going to be able to get that damn song out of my head now!” Jensen whines, causing Jared to throw his head back and laugh.
But as Jensen bends to pick up his discarded clothes he can hear Jared singing quietly beside him, “Who lives in a pineapple under the…damnit!”
Jensen’s the one laughing loudly this time.
~End…until next time~
Author: fricky-writer22 -Mandy
Single or Verse: Part 2 of the Candy!Verse
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: CWRPS
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Word Count: 4800
Disclaimer: This is pure fiction, Jensen and Jared are not really lovers and they‘re not having lots of phenomenally hot buttsex. Damn.
Summary: Jensen’s already obscenely aroused at the sight of a blow-pop, now this?
Warnings: Boy-sexing, slight-bondage, and obscene uses of candy- all in all, good fun!
Feedback: You know how much Jared loves candy and Jenny? Well, that’s how much I love getting feedback :D
Betas: The lovely madders for assuring me that I hadn’t lost my porn-fu *snorts* and dare_to_dream06 for being my Superbeta and helping with my like of proper comma placement and such. ♥ to you both!
Previous Chapters:
Part One: Sex And Candy- Blow Pops
The thing about Jared is that he’s always got some sort of candy-coated confection dangling from his lips. The man is seriously addicted to sweets, he practically turns all glassy-eyed over a package of blue raspberry flavored Sour Punch Straws.
The thing about Jensen is that he’s got a kink for watching Jared devour whatever candy happens to be on hand at the time. Jensen’s not picky, really. Doesn’t matter if Jared’s got one of those ridiculously long rainbow things hanging out of his mouth or if he’s sucking on a lollipop with gusto, Jensen just likes how Jared looks when he’s ravaging whatever piece of candy is near.
Today is no different, Jensen’s staring blatantly, his eyes trained on Jared’s mouth as he works his tongue over a Spongebob jawbreaker that one of the technicians gave him. And fuckin’ hell, Jensen is never going to be able to hear “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?” again without going achingly hard.
Fuckin’ Jared and his fuckin’ candy. Jensen’s already obscenely aroused at the sight of a blow-pop, now this?
Jared catches him staring and grins, dimples gracing the edges of his mouth, his eyes going all slanted and cat-like. This is Jared’s patented, “I know what you‘re thinking…” look. Which is usually followed by Jensen being crushed against the nearest surface and Jared rasping out something filthy, his sweet smelling breath right against Jensen‘s ear. Then Jensen is adding yet another piece of candy to the list of things that he’s no longer allowed to look at in public, where people can see him get a boner while standing in front of the “Jelly Belly” section of the aisle. True story.
The jawbreaker isn’t all that big, which means Jared’s been working on it for a while and what the fuck?!?! How did he not know this? It’s considered a damn good, bright spot in Jensen’s day when he can perv on his boyfriend eating candy, and he missed out on the early show. Goddamnit!
“Brian give that to you?” Jensen’s voice is not in the least bit strained or scratchy, it’s not.
“Yup, gave me a couple of ‘em…,” Jared leans closer, his breath ticking Jensen’s neck as he whispers, “for later.” Jensen bites back the moan threatening to escape his lips, pushing it down and trying to gather his thoughts. Thoughts that have nothing to do with Jared and jawbreakers, and the image of Jensen’s cock being the thing to break…“His boyfriend Alex is trying to get him to part with his Spongebob obsession.” Jared chuckles at him like he knows just where Jensen’s mind has been wandering off to.
“I might have one here soon, Jay, if you don’t stop bobbing it in and out of your mouth like that. And for God’s sake, stop trying to fit as much of it as you can in there! It makes your cheeks hollow and…” Jensen takes a deep breath and pointedly looks down at his crotch where his cock is making a valiant effort to burst through, clothes be damned.
“I can fit something else all the way into my mouth, Jenny, and down my throat. And I seem to remember you lovin’ the way my cheeks hollow.” Jared’s all mischievous eyes and dangerously upturned lips, he enjoys teasing the fuck out of Jensen. And he’s fuckin’ great at it too, the bastard.
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you, asshole?” Jensen snaps back. He’s just a little pissed off at his lack of control when it comes to Jared and candy and really, he can’t think well enough to realize that he may be overreacting just a tad. But when all of your blood has moved decidedly south it’s kind of hard to get the old synapses firing to form a rational thought.
“Aww, Jenny, you know I’d rather have you in mouth, right? Rather be sucking on you…” Damn it all to hell, just when he was pretty damn sure his dick couldn’t get any harder it decides to prove him wrong by taking a rather strong interest in the words flowing like honey from Jared’s lips. Completely sticky, down-right sensual honey. And fuck it all if he’s not thinking about Jared naked and covered in honey now. Fucking traitorous cock, he’s going to give it a good talking to later. This popping up at any mention of Jared and sweets has got to stop.
“Give me that…” Jensen snatches the jawbreaker out of Jared’s long-fingered hands (and that’s another kink for another time) and he’s instantly rewarded with a pout that would put a first grader to shame. He eyes it curiously, it’s not that big and it’s not like he’s never eaten anything of Jared’s before…
“You’re not going to…oh my God!” Now it’s Jensen’s turn to feel all smug as Jared stares at him wide-eyed, and one look down tells him, hard as brick. It’s a tight fit, but Jensen has managed to get the whole thing in his mouth and closes his lips around it. Thank God for his rather stunning lack of a gag reflex, because the look on Jared’s face is more than worth it.
“You…all of it. Jesus!” If Jensen’s mouth wasn’t otherwise occupied he would have had to comment about a suddenly speechless Padalecki. Things like that don’t just happen everyday. But for now, Jensen was intent on just taking in his boyfriend’s look of disbelief. His mouth was agape, his pupils large, and his jaw had definitely dropped. There was also the raging hard-on and shallow breath to contend with.
Jensen pushes his lips a little and pops the candy back out on his hand, smiling wickedly, “You seem to forget, Jared, that I like to do a little sucking of my own. Can’t let you have all the fun.” He licks his lips to remove the sugar and feels a jolt of desire hit him strong and hard as Jared’s eyes follow the movement unblinkingly.
“My trailer, now!” Jared hisses, clutching his fingers at his sides as he storms off. Jensen doesn’t need to be told twice and he’s following as quickly as he can without drawing any undue attention to the two of them, tossing the forgotten jawbreaker to the ground. He makes his way into the trailer and turns to shut the door behind him, when he turns again to face Jared his breath hitches.
Oh Fuck…Jensen swallows hard as he notices that Jared’s eyes have gone almost black, something dark and dangerous lingering in them.
“Not a smart move, Ackles. Teasing me like that in front of everyone, what were you thinking?” Jared smirks as he circles Jensen, running his fingers lightly over the small of Jensen’s back, and chuckling when Jensen moans low and deep at the caress. “Maybe you were thinkin’ that if you got me all riled up I’d fuck you right up against that wall behind ya or maybe you were thinkin’ that I’d get on my knees for you and blow you so fucking good that you damn near pass out when you come.”
“Are those…my choices?” Jensen stutters mid-sentence, having to swallow the lump in his throat as his mind swims with the images Jared’s words evoke. He licks his lips as he watches Jared slide Sam’s jacket off slowly, inch by inch. Somehow Jared has managed to get the upper hand, again. Jensen thinks it might have been around the time Jared started circling him, looking like he was about to pounce.
“You think I’d give you a choice? Should have thought about that before you started sucking that jawbreaker into that gorgeous mouth of yours, Jen. Always trying to push my buttons, aren’t you, baby?” Jensen can feel his heart speeding up as he watches Jared loosen up one button of his shirt at a time, dragging out the semi-strip tease he’s performing. Jensen digs his own fingers into his palms, his nails biting down hard on his skin, trying to keep himself from reaching out and speeding things up. After all, it’s not everyday that he gets his very own Padalecki strippogram and he’s damn well going to enjoy it.
“You started it, Jare. You know what seeing you sucking on candy does to me, you know it drives me fucking crazy.” Jensen swipes his tongue out to lick at his own bottom lip, his eyes glued to Jared’s. Damn him, Jensen thinks, he knows exactly what he does to me and he gets off on it. Jared mother-fuckin’ Padalecki should come with a warning label.
“Made you hard, didn’t it, Jen? Seeing me suck that jawbreaker in and out of my mouth got you so turned on you couldn’t think straight. Imagine what it did to me, Jen, watching you damn near swallow it, knowing how fucking amazing those lips feel wrapped around my cock. You made me fucking jealous of candy, Jensen.” Jared laughs softly at this, coming to stand in front of Jensen, fingers toying with the buttons on his shirt. He works them just as slowly as he did his own, fingers tracing inside as warm skin is revealed with every button undone.
“Welcome to the club, Jared. I get a fucking hard on every time I walk by a candy store and you’re complaining about one jawbreaker?” Jensen huffs, biting back a moan as Jared’s fingers slip inside his shirt to brush over a nipple. He tilts his hips a bit and brushes their jean-covered cocks together, causing both men to moan at the contact. “Watching you eat candy gets me so fucking hard I could damn near come in my pants from just lookin’ at you. And you know it, Jared, you know how turned on I get and you do it all the fucking time…and Jesus I’m pretty much hard all damn day on set.” Jensen shakes his head, raising his hand to run his fingers through Jared’s hair, “The things you do to me, Jare, should fucking be illegal.”
Jared leans his head into the caress, biting down hard on his bottom lip. Jensen smiles to himself when he sees the effect his words are having on his lover. He may be the one with the candy kink, but Jared loves it when Jensen tells him how good he makes him feel. Jared’s a sucker for dirty talk, the nastier the better. And he gives just as good as he gets. Before he met Jared, Jensen would have blushed ten shades of red at just the thought of some of the things that come out of his mouth now. Just to get Jared off. Not that Jensen doesn’t enjoy it himself, hearing Jared whisper filth into his ear, his voice in a deep timber, and his breath fanning hot over his ear is fucking sexy as hell.
“Ditto, baby. Now, where were we?” Jared grins, fingers already in motion to finish unbuttoning Jensen’s shirt. Jensen moans at the warm touch of Jared’s hands on his skin, the light scrape of nails over his lower stomach. He moves to shrug out of the garment when Jared stops him, hands on his wrists. Jensen shivers as those hands glide up the length of his arms, grasping his shoulder tightly before working their way back down and dragging his shirt with them. He quirks an eyebrow when Jared leaves the shirt dangling from his wrists. “Put your hands behind your back…” Jared whispers, his voice deep and scratchy with desire.
Jensen groans, knowing exactly where Jared is going with this. He knows if he plays along Jared will more then make it worth it for him. He brings his hands behind him and waits for Jared to make the next move.
It doesn’t take long. Jared’s hands are grappling for his shirt in a flash, tying the ends together tightly. Jensen can feel the material biting into his skin and he moans at the feeling, lust curling in the pit of his stomach. This isn’t the first time Jensen’s been tied up and it only took once for him to find out he liked the sensation of being completely at Jared’s mercy. A lot. The only downside was not being able to touch Jared like he wanted, but he could handle that. He wasn’t completely lacking in patience, at least he hoped he wasn’t.
Jared pushes against his chest and Jensen stumbles backwards, slamming into the wall behind him with just a bit of. And then Jared’s right there, all up in his personal space, fingers leaving goose bumps in their wake. Jensen pulls against the knot at his wrists, testing it’s strength to see just how much movement Jared has allowed him, but the shirt doesn’t even budge. Fuck.
Jared smirks when he sees him struggling, shaking his head at him, “Might as well give up, baby. You‘re not getting it off until I get you off.” Jensen swears as he feels his cock twitch at Jared’s words. He knows damn well that Jared plans on making good on that promise.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day. Been thinkin’ about sucking you off just like this. Making you beg for me to untie you so you can touch me, drag your fingers through my hair as you fuck my mouth.” Jared reaches for his belt buckle and Jensen sags against the wall for support.
“Jesus Jared…” Jensen pants as Jared drags his jeans and underwear down roughly, leaving them to pool at his feet. Jensen can’t take his eyes from the sight of Jared on his knees before him, tongue swiping out to lick at his lips. Jensen clenches his hands, fighting the urge to pull as hard as he can against the binding. His hands practically itch to slide into the silky strands of Jared’s hair.
“Oh I almost forgot…” Jared reaches into his pocket and pulls out yet another jawbreaker, wiggling it for Jensen to see. Jensen watches as Jared brings the candy to his lips, rubbing it over them, his tongue lapping at it lewdly.
“Jared…aren’t you forgetting something?” Jensen squirms a little and Jared just winks at him before taking the now wet jawbreaker and running it slowly up and down Jensen’s cock. His hips jerk automatically at the sensation of the candy sliding over him. Jared takes his time, making sure every inch of Jensen’s dick is covered in the sweetness of the jawbreaker.
“Umm, candy-coated cock. My favorite.” Jared smiles up at Jensen before bending forward and lapping at Jensen’s cock lazily, pulling back to lick his lips and savor the taste. Jensen groans, thrusting his hips forward to try and get that fucking fantastic mouth back on him. Jared takes mercy on him, wrapping his lips around the head of Jensen’s cock, his tongue snaking out to stroke the underside as he starts to slide his mouth up and down at a leisurely pace.
“God yes…your mouth, Jared, fuck me…” Jensen pants, his mouth hanging open as Jared picks up the pace and sucks him in earnest, harder and deeper. Jared drags his hands up Jensen’s thigh, griping them tightly before moving to his back and clutching Jensen’s bound hands in his. Jensen tugs hard on Jared’s hands, pleasure swimming through his veins. His heart races faster with every slick slide of Jared’s mouth on his cock. He grunts with frustration, every nerve in his body is begging for more, but with his hands bound and Jared holding him back, he can’t set the pace he desperately needs. His eyes lock with Jared’s and Jensen knows he can see the desperation in them.
Jared pulls off with a wet pop and looks up at Jensen, his eyes darkened by lust, “Fuck my mouth, Jensen.” Jensen growls in the back of his throat and Jared clutches his hands tighter in response. God he wants that more than anything, but he craves to feel Jared underneath his hands. Jensen pulls against the restraint and Jared’s hands, wanting to touch Jared in someway.
“Untie me, please, Jared. God, I wanna touch you…just wanna fuckin’ touch you.” Jensen whispers, his breath labored. Jared shakes his head no at him, denying him his request and Jensen curses. Jared’s keeping true to his words, he’s not going to untie him until he comes. Damnit.
“Come on, Jen, do it. Wanna feel you come down my throat.” Jared’s words cause a full-bodied shudder to rack through Jensen’s body and he nods rapidly.
Jensen snaps his hips as Jared wraps his lips around his cock once more. Jared brushes his thumbs over Jensen’s wrist, a silent communication to let him know it’s okay to keep going. Jensen loses his grip on sanity right then and there.
He thrusts his body forward, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as his dick slides in and out of Jared’s mouth. Jared’s eyes are glued to him, heat pooling in the hazel depths. “So good, baby. Your mouth feels so fucking good, Jared. Love the way your mouth feels wrapped around my cock…Shit!” Jensen’s only half-aware of the words coming out his mouth, his brain only processing wet, hot, heat and pressure on his cock. He keeps right on talking low and dirty and he feels a sharp wave of pleasure rip through him as Jared moans, the vibrations of it almost setting Jensen off on the spot.
He moans loudly, his hips stuttering and faltering in their rhythm as he can feel his orgasm creeping up on him. “Baby…baby…fuck Jared, I’m gonna come.” Jensen warns, his breath coming out in quick pants as sweat clings to every inch of him, his body drawn tight, the tension of holding back apparent.
Jared smirks as best as he can with his lips still wrapped firmly around Jensen’s cock, and the sight of it is dirtier than anything Jensen’s ever seen.
Jared sucks hard as his mouth slides up, tongue teasing the head of Jensen’s cock and that’s it. Jensen’s coming, practically screaming Jared’s name as his release hits him. Jensen moans as Jared swallows over his cock, the pressure of it sending aftershocks of pleasure coursing through Jensen’s veins.
Jared pulls off but not back, sliding his lips up Jensen’s body. His tongue leaving a wet trail along one hip bone, mouth sucking hard enough to leave marks. Jensen groans as Jared takes his time, using his mouth to map out his body slowly. When Jared takes one taunt nipple between his teeth and pulls, Jensen cries out.
“Jared…fuck…untie me, please.” Jensen is beyond caring about how pathetic he sounds. He just wants to feel Jared underneath his hands. Jared doesn’t seem to hear him though, continuing his leisurely perusal of Jensen’s body with his mouth. Jared turns his neck, allowing himself more access to slide up the length of it. Jensen moans as Jared licks long, slow swipes up and down, back and forth. His body tingles as Jared’s warm breath fans over him, clings, and cools against his wet skin. Jensen moans when Jared’s tongue traces the outer rim of his ear, teeth pulling on the lobe.
“Want you so bad, baby. Want to feel my cock slide in and out of that tight ass of yours.” Jared growls, words clipped and whispered in a low-tone against Jensen’s ear. Jensen whines loudly, pulling even harder on his bound hands.
“Jared, if you don’t untie me right the fuck now I swear I’m going to…” Jensen sighs in relief, letting his sentence hang as Jared unties him, yanking the shirt off and tossing it behind him.
Instantly his hands are in Jared’s hair, sliding through the strands and pulling hard. Their lips meet and it’s anything but soft. It’s rough, and it’s rushed, and it’s fucking amazing. Jensen doesn’t ask for permission, just thrusts his tongue deep inside Jared’s mouth, taking and claiming it for his own. Jared’s moan is muffled by their heated kiss, his hands clutching at Jensen’s hips to hold them both steady.
When he finally pulls back for a breath, Jared’s mouth has been thoroughly plundered, the taste of his lover and himself heavy on Jensen’s tongue. Jared’s breathing harshly now, his chest heaving with every intake of breath and Jensen feels self-satisfaction rush over him at the fact that he can do this to him. That he’s the only one that can make Jared come undone like this.
“Lube?” Jared asks, his fingers tracing invisible patterns across Jensen’s chest.
“Front, right pocket of my jeans…hurry.” Jensen lets his body relax against the wall as he watches Jared search his discarded pants for the lube. He lifts his feet, allowing Jared to remove his shoes and pants that have become slightly tangled.
His eyes follow Jared as he stands up, his hands trembling as he fumbles with his belt and zipper. His movements are jerky, trying to remove his clothes as quickly as he can. Jensen sucks in a deep breath through his teeth as he watches Jared try to undress himself. Seeing Jared this turned on, the way he’s struggling with the simple task of taking off his clothes, causes Jensen to get hard again. Jared finally succeeds in removing his own clothes and when his eyes catch Jensen’s he smiles, teeth biting down sharply on his bottom lip, and Jensen can feel it in his bones
“Turn around, Jensen, hands on the wall by your head.” Jared drawls, southern cadence flowing over the words. Jensen moans and quickly does as Jared asks, shivering slightly when his cock makes contact with the cold wall in front of him. His body’s on edge, impatient to feel Jared’s touch.
“Gonna fuck me, Jared? Gonna fill me up with that fuckin’ huge cock of yours? Make me feel you inside me for days?” He hears Jared grunt behind him, followed by the loud snap of the lube opening. Then Jared’s pressing into him and Jensen can feel every inch of Jared’s hot, hard body behind him.
“I’m gonna make it so good for you, Jen. Gonna make you come so hard you can’t even remember your own name…” Jared rasps, his voice growing deeper with every word. Jensen knows, just by the tone of Jared’s voice, that he’s more than a little turned on.
“Do it, Jare, please!” Jensen turns his head, Jared meeting him half-way, his mouth taking and owning Jensen’s. He breathes out deeply through his nose as Jared’s tongue strokes his own, rolling slowly around and around. Jared nips at his bottom lip, pulling back to tug just a little and Jensen rolls his hips back, shuddering when he feels Jared’s cock slide against his ass.
“God, Jen, you drive me crazy. You know that?” Jared runs his finger down Jensen’s spine, nail scratching lightly. Jensen moans when he feels the same finger press into him, slow and teasingly, stroking in and out. Jensen cants his hips, fucking himself on Jared’s finger and he hears Jared swear, his breath ghosting against his ear. Jensen gasps when Jared slides in another finger, scissoring and stretching him, making sure he’s ready.
“Shit…Jared…come on…please.” Jensen begs, his fingers scratching at the wall, trying to find purchase and failing. Jared changes the angle and Jensen’s forehead hits the wall with a loud smack, mouth falling open on a wordless moan.
“Right there, baby?” Jared’s voice is teasing, his fingers rubbing lazily circles over and that spot. Jensen whimpers, thrusting his body back and trying to get moremoremore.
He groans, half with relief and half with disappointment, when Jared removes his fingers and takes a step back. Jensen can hear the sound of Jared stroking himself, the lube making a smacking sound as Jared gets his cock good and slick. His body trembles as Jared moves back behind him, lining up his cock and pushing in just slightly.
“Jare…Jared…God…fuck me, please….OH yeeeesss!” Jensen exhales deeply as he moans, Jared’s cock stretching and filling him. He hears Jared’s answering moan behind him, breath fanning hot and heavy against his back as he leans his head against Jensen’s shoulder.
“So fucking tight, Jensen. Fuckin’ hell…gotta move.” Jared growls, pulling back and pushing in with a snap of his hips, deep and hard. Jensen moans loudly, rolling his head from side to side, fighting to control his body’s reaction. He was not coming again until Jared did, he had some pride after all.
Jared’s thrusting hard, rolling his hips as he pulls out and pretty much fucking all of the brain cells right out of Jensen’s head. When a particularly hard thrust hits that spot, Jensen slams his hand against the wall, swearing loudly.
“Jared…God…just like that, baby. God, you feel so good inside me. Fuckin’ incredible!” Jensen arches up on his toes, trying to change the angle and make Jared hit his prostate even harder. He almost loses his balance when Jared’s hand snakes over his hip, heading south, wrapping around his cock with a firm grip. He’s not stroking yet, he just holds on tight and lets the movement of their fucking slide Jensen’s cock in and out of his hand.
Jensen arches back, meeting Jared thrust for thrust, pushing them both higher. They’re both sweating heavily now, skin slipping in places and catching in others. Moans mingle, both men not even bothering to hold them back. Jensen groans his approval when Jared starts kissing the parts of his back he can reach. Jared mouths gently, breath puffing out harshly as his tongue licks up the sweat that’s dripping down.
“Can’t get enough of you…can never get enough of you.” Jared mumbles, words slightly muffled against Jensen’s back. The hand that’s on his cock starts moving with purpose now, stroking hard and fast.
“So good…so damn good, Jared.” Jensen, pushes back hard against Jared, his body craving every bit of contact it can get with Jared’s. His senses are overloaded, flooded with Jared. Jared’s touch, Jared’s smell, the sound of Jared coming undone as he slams in and out of him.
Goose bumps cover his arm as Jared slides his free hand up it, closing over his hand and twining their fingers together. Jensen loves that even when their fucking, hard and fast, Jared still finds a way to reinforce the love behind it. It makes his stomach clinch and his chest tighten. He squeezes tightly, wishing he could look into Jared’s eyes right now, show him just what he’s feeling.
“I’m close, Jensen…God…tell me you’re there too, baby, tell me you’re just as fucking close as I am.” Jared moans, biting down just enough on Jensen’s shoulder to cause him to hiss with pleasure.
“I’m with you, baby…shit, Jared…” Jensen swears as Jared rocks up and causes his cock to hit hard against Jensen’s prostate over and over again.
“You gonna come with me, Jen? Gonna come all over my hand and the wall as I come inside you?” Jared’s voice is dirty low and clipped, and Jensen comes hard and fast as if Jared caused it with only his words.
“JARED FUCK, GOD YES!” Jensen screams, hand tightening hard enough to break Jared’s fingers as his orgasm slams through him. He hears the hitch in Jared’s breath and feels his body shudder against him as he comes just seconds after Jensen.
“JENSEN…God!” Jared answers Jensen’s scream with his own, thrusting frantically until he can’t move any longer and falls against Jensen’s back. Jensen can feel him breathing quick and hard, little whimpers coming from his throat.
Jensen reaches behind him and clutches at Jared’s hip. The angle is awkward but he needs the contact. Jared kisses his shoulder in response, nose nuzzling against hot skin. He slowly pulls out, causing both of them to moan low at the loss.
Jared pulls on the hand still connected to Jensen’s, backing him away from the wall, only letting go of his hand to let it fall to his hips and turn him around.
Their eyes meet and they both smile lazily, mouths just barely turned up at the corners. Jensen uses what energy he has left to pull Jared to him, hands on his hips. Jared dips his head, brushing his lips against Jensen’s, sighing happily.
They pull apart and Jensen’s eyes fall on the forgotten jawbreaker and he groans. Jared’s eyes are questioning as he follows Jensen’s gaze.
“What?” Jared asks, looking back at Jensen.
“I’m never going to be able to get that damn song out of my head now!” Jensen whines, causing Jared to throw his head back and laugh.
But as Jensen bends to pick up his discarded clothes he can hear Jared singing quietly beside him, “Who lives in a pineapple under the…damnit!”
Jensen’s the one laughing loudly this time.
~End…until next time~