Eight Cozy Nights (of Porn): The First!
So I made this post this morning for eight nights of drabbles for Hanukkah. And I am happy to say I think I've got some good ideas going! Woo!
Here's the first, for wendy! I hope she likes it!
Title: Sugar Rum Cherry
Characters/Pairings: Jared/Jensen, Jensen/Candy Canes
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 714
Notes: wendy requested: Jared/Jensen: candy canes
Summary: Peppermint-flavored porn starring Jared and Jensen.
Red and white, red and white passing in and out of a pink, pink mouth with a thhhhwip!
He turns back to the lights, orange and blue and green and- thhhhwwip!
They're fine, they're all fine, the dead bulb must be on the other string, he's getting tangled up in the-thhhhhhhwip-pah! Okay that one ended with a pop, totally not fair.
"You know, it'd be nice if some of those made it on the tree," Jared says. He turns to look at Jensen sitting cross-legged on the floor, pulling the candy cane in and out of his mouth.
That damn candy cane is getting more action then he is.
Jensen sticks a red, red tongue out and scrunches his nose at him, laughing and turning back to the popcorn string he's been threading. He pops the cane back into his mouth and lets it hang out of the side, like a cigarette.
"As I remember it, last year when you were in charge of edible decorations you nearly put yourself into a diabetic coma."
"There's no such thing as OD-ing on candy canes, Jen."
"Well I guess you're the first, Jay." And he pulls the candy out again, sucking off all the sugar and peppermint flavor, thhhhhhhwippppp...
Jared turns away and tries to methodically work through his bundles of lights, ignoring the sounds, ignoring the wet pop and suck of Jensen's fucking mouth.
Fucking mouth; coated in sugar and mint and sticky-red sweetness.
Fucking mouth.
Okay so Jared's given up all hope of distracting himself with finding the dead bulb. He just kind of throws the lights against the tree, and stalks over to Jensen, plopping down right beside him and snatching the candy from his mouth, replacing it with his own.
He was right, Jensen is sticky and sweet and the skin of his lip kind of stays stuck to his for a second as he pulls away. Jensen murmurs against his mouth, Jared's not sure what he's saying, not sure he cares. Jared just smiles and runs a thumb under his chin, then along his bottom lip.
"So, what gives? I gotta dip my cock in sugar and paint it red and white?"
Jensen shrugs. "Couldn't hurt."
"Jensen-"
"Yeah, yeah, little Jay wants some attention, I get it..." Jensen grumbles but gives him a wink as he starts to unzip Jared's fly. Jared opens up his legs so Jensen can move in-between them.
"He's been an awful good boy."
Jensen tries to choke down a laugh. "Oh yeah?"
"Mmmm hmmm, all year long."
"Helped little old ladies cross the street?"
"Yeah, got the neighbor's cat out of a tree, mowed the lawn, gave his boyfriend tons of orgasms."
"Well, I wouldn't say-"
"Tons. Of. Orgasms."
"And I'm sure a few of them were on purpose!" Jensen laughs.
Jared pouts until Jensen's smart, sticky pink mouth is sucking the head, lips stretching over him, wetness and warmth. He starts getting hard, blood rushing down, and soon his cock is beginning to drip into Jensen's ready mouth. Jensen pulls out and licks him up and down until he's full and erect. Tongue moving in candy-cane stripes and swirls.
Jared can swear he can taste it, peppermint and vanilla and the rush of sugar thumping against his heart, the swell of his body and blood to bursting. Cold air and the smell of familiar holidays, warmth of his heart. Jensen's kiss as he comes, kiss tasting of him and candy and Jensen. Jared's eyes slip shut and he sees the tree all in lights.
Jensen's stubble rubbing against his cheek when he's done, his hands wrapping around him, bodies moving to lie on the carpet surrounded by popcorn strings, little felt reindeer and fuzzy shiny garlands. Jared murmurs into Jensen's hair, tells him "good" and "sweet" and "fuck myself on your thick, hard cock all night baby". Hears Jensen laugh against his chest, pull against his sweater and fingers drum against him.
"Promise?"
"Many, many orgasms; on purpose. Up my quota for the year."
He hears the faint crinkle of candy being unwrapped and then that sound again, making his dick twitch, painfully. Making him hold Jensen just a little closer, bite his mouth shut and groan. That slow, sexy, torturous...
Thhhhwippp...
Duke Ellington - Sugar Rum Cherry (Dance of The Sugarplum Fairy)
Here's the first, for wendy! I hope she likes it!
Title: Sugar Rum Cherry
Characters/Pairings: Jared/Jensen, Jensen/Candy Canes
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 714
Notes: wendy requested: Jared/Jensen: candy canes
Summary: Peppermint-flavored porn starring Jared and Jensen.
Red and white, red and white passing in and out of a pink, pink mouth with a thhhhwip!
He turns back to the lights, orange and blue and green and- thhhhwwip!
They're fine, they're all fine, the dead bulb must be on the other string, he's getting tangled up in the-thhhhhhhwip-pah! Okay that one ended with a pop, totally not fair.
"You know, it'd be nice if some of those made it on the tree," Jared says. He turns to look at Jensen sitting cross-legged on the floor, pulling the candy cane in and out of his mouth.
That damn candy cane is getting more action then he is.
Jensen sticks a red, red tongue out and scrunches his nose at him, laughing and turning back to the popcorn string he's been threading. He pops the cane back into his mouth and lets it hang out of the side, like a cigarette.
"As I remember it, last year when you were in charge of edible decorations you nearly put yourself into a diabetic coma."
"There's no such thing as OD-ing on candy canes, Jen."
"Well I guess you're the first, Jay." And he pulls the candy out again, sucking off all the sugar and peppermint flavor, thhhhhhhwippppp...
Jared turns away and tries to methodically work through his bundles of lights, ignoring the sounds, ignoring the wet pop and suck of Jensen's fucking mouth.
Fucking mouth; coated in sugar and mint and sticky-red sweetness.
Fucking mouth.
Okay so Jared's given up all hope of distracting himself with finding the dead bulb. He just kind of throws the lights against the tree, and stalks over to Jensen, plopping down right beside him and snatching the candy from his mouth, replacing it with his own.
He was right, Jensen is sticky and sweet and the skin of his lip kind of stays stuck to his for a second as he pulls away. Jensen murmurs against his mouth, Jared's not sure what he's saying, not sure he cares. Jared just smiles and runs a thumb under his chin, then along his bottom lip.
"So, what gives? I gotta dip my cock in sugar and paint it red and white?"
Jensen shrugs. "Couldn't hurt."
"Jensen-"
"Yeah, yeah, little Jay wants some attention, I get it..." Jensen grumbles but gives him a wink as he starts to unzip Jared's fly. Jared opens up his legs so Jensen can move in-between them.
"He's been an awful good boy."
Jensen tries to choke down a laugh. "Oh yeah?"
"Mmmm hmmm, all year long."
"Helped little old ladies cross the street?"
"Yeah, got the neighbor's cat out of a tree, mowed the lawn, gave his boyfriend tons of orgasms."
"Well, I wouldn't say-"
"Tons. Of. Orgasms."
"And I'm sure a few of them were on purpose!" Jensen laughs.
Jared pouts until Jensen's smart, sticky pink mouth is sucking the head, lips stretching over him, wetness and warmth. He starts getting hard, blood rushing down, and soon his cock is beginning to drip into Jensen's ready mouth. Jensen pulls out and licks him up and down until he's full and erect. Tongue moving in candy-cane stripes and swirls.
Jared can swear he can taste it, peppermint and vanilla and the rush of sugar thumping against his heart, the swell of his body and blood to bursting. Cold air and the smell of familiar holidays, warmth of his heart. Jensen's kiss as he comes, kiss tasting of him and candy and Jensen. Jared's eyes slip shut and he sees the tree all in lights.
Jensen's stubble rubbing against his cheek when he's done, his hands wrapping around him, bodies moving to lie on the carpet surrounded by popcorn strings, little felt reindeer and fuzzy shiny garlands. Jared murmurs into Jensen's hair, tells him "good" and "sweet" and "fuck myself on your thick, hard cock all night baby". Hears Jensen laugh against his chest, pull against his sweater and fingers drum against him.
"Promise?"
"Many, many orgasms; on purpose. Up my quota for the year."
He hears the faint crinkle of candy being unwrapped and then that sound again, making his dick twitch, painfully. Making him hold Jensen just a little closer, bite his mouth shut and groan. That slow, sexy, torturous...
Thhhhwippp...
Duke Ellington - Sugar Rum Cherry (Dance of The Sugarplum Fairy)