Background story for the emo!jared verse...
Chris/Jensen
NC17
Set before Settling Into Now
"Do you want out Jen? You know all you have to do is say the word..."
Chris' blue eyes sparkles as he looks down on Jensen, a smug grin tugging at his lips. He runs a finger throught the sweat collected on Jensen's chest making him shiver and cry out for more, anything, something. His arms hurt from being stretched over his head for too long and his dick is a red hot menace against his belly. He whimpers as Chris lazily circles one of his nipples with a calloused fingertip, crying out hoarsely when he pinches it, but he won't say the word... Not now, not ever.
Chris hand trails lower, until it's resting on Jensen's belly just where the treasure trail meets his pubes and he moans, cock twitiching vainly in search of contact.
"You're beautiful like this," Chris says, his voice deep and throaty. "So damned hot for me you can't even stand it."
Jensen just whines, wriggling his hips in an attempt to get Chris to just touch him goddamit. Chris chuckles removing his hand and moving away from Jensen. Jensen watches him, breath escaping him in pants as Chris sits up and crosses his legs. One of those teasing hands go to Chris own cock stroking it firmly while his eyes rakes over Jensen's splayed out body. Jensen bites back his please, body straining against the restraints as his eyes eat up Chris movements. The other man might be good at playing it casual, but he's just as worked up as Jensen, only he's in control and Jensen is not. It doesn't take long before Chris moves up on his knees, scooting closer to Jensen and shooting all over his prone body.
Jensen moans and shivers as rope after rope of scorching hot cum marks his body. It's almost enough to push him over the edge, almost but not quite and he makes a desperate sound deep in his throat as Chris rests back on his haunches, watching him with a smug grin.
"Was it good for you too?" Chris asks with a husky laugh.
Jensen swallows, pulling on the restraints and making the rope around his arms bite into the skin with nasty little teeth of hemp. Chris runs one of his fingers through the come on Jensen stomach, lifting his hand to Jensen's mouth. Jensen opens up willingly, sucking the finger trust into his mouth desperately. The taste of Chris explodes across his tongue and he moans deep in his throat.
"Such a whore for me," Chris says and there really is nothing Jensen can say to that.
Chris pulls his finger out bringing it to his own mouth, licking it with obvious pleasure as his eys scans Jensen's face.
"You wanna cum?" He asks, that smug grin tugging at his lips.
Jensen nods and licks his lips, the hateful please wanting to break forth again. Chris purses his lips, tilting his head to the side.
"And you won't beg for it?"
Jensen shakes his head mutely. He won't beg for Chris, not now, not ever. He won't beg for anyone.
"Oh well," Chris says with a smile, bringing his hand to Jensen's cock.
It only takes one rough pull for Jensen to come apart with sweat and tears mixing on his cheeks as his orgasm is ripped from his body. Afterwards he rest back against the bed in a pile of sweat, tears and cum, crying without knowing why. Chris is gently then, freeing his hands and rubbing his wrists gently to get the blood flowing. Jensen won't look at him, keeping his head turned to the side even when Chris curls around him, pressing a kiss against his neck. He knows he wants this too much, way more than Chris does and it hurts knowing that one day he'll be left behind.
NC17
Set before Settling Into Now
"Do you want out Jen? You know all you have to do is say the word..."
Chris' blue eyes sparkles as he looks down on Jensen, a smug grin tugging at his lips. He runs a finger throught the sweat collected on Jensen's chest making him shiver and cry out for more, anything, something. His arms hurt from being stretched over his head for too long and his dick is a red hot menace against his belly. He whimpers as Chris lazily circles one of his nipples with a calloused fingertip, crying out hoarsely when he pinches it, but he won't say the word... Not now, not ever.
Chris hand trails lower, until it's resting on Jensen's belly just where the treasure trail meets his pubes and he moans, cock twitiching vainly in search of contact.
"You're beautiful like this," Chris says, his voice deep and throaty. "So damned hot for me you can't even stand it."
Jensen just whines, wriggling his hips in an attempt to get Chris to just touch him goddamit. Chris chuckles removing his hand and moving away from Jensen. Jensen watches him, breath escaping him in pants as Chris sits up and crosses his legs. One of those teasing hands go to Chris own cock stroking it firmly while his eyes rakes over Jensen's splayed out body. Jensen bites back his please, body straining against the restraints as his eyes eat up Chris movements. The other man might be good at playing it casual, but he's just as worked up as Jensen, only he's in control and Jensen is not. It doesn't take long before Chris moves up on his knees, scooting closer to Jensen and shooting all over his prone body.
Jensen moans and shivers as rope after rope of scorching hot cum marks his body. It's almost enough to push him over the edge, almost but not quite and he makes a desperate sound deep in his throat as Chris rests back on his haunches, watching him with a smug grin.
"Was it good for you too?" Chris asks with a husky laugh.
Jensen swallows, pulling on the restraints and making the rope around his arms bite into the skin with nasty little teeth of hemp. Chris runs one of his fingers through the come on Jensen stomach, lifting his hand to Jensen's mouth. Jensen opens up willingly, sucking the finger trust into his mouth desperately. The taste of Chris explodes across his tongue and he moans deep in his throat.
"Such a whore for me," Chris says and there really is nothing Jensen can say to that.
Chris pulls his finger out bringing it to his own mouth, licking it with obvious pleasure as his eys scans Jensen's face.
"You wanna cum?" He asks, that smug grin tugging at his lips.
Jensen nods and licks his lips, the hateful please wanting to break forth again. Chris purses his lips, tilting his head to the side.
"And you won't beg for it?"
Jensen shakes his head mutely. He won't beg for Chris, not now, not ever. He won't beg for anyone.
"Oh well," Chris says with a smile, bringing his hand to Jensen's cock.
It only takes one rough pull for Jensen to come apart with sweat and tears mixing on his cheeks as his orgasm is ripped from his body. Afterwards he rest back against the bed in a pile of sweat, tears and cum, crying without knowing why. Chris is gently then, freeing his hands and rubbing his wrists gently to get the blood flowing. Jensen won't look at him, keeping his head turned to the side even when Chris curls around him, pressing a kiss against his neck. He knows he wants this too much, way more than Chris does and it hurts knowing that one day he'll be left behind.