RPHetFic: wet dreams
Title: wet dreams
Author: DeansMistress
Genre: RPHetFic, PWP
Pairing: Jensen/OFC; established relationship
Rating: NC-17. X. smut. whatever.
Words: 572
’Verse: dream'verse
Disclaimer: Not mine. I wish.
Author's Notes: this fic follows wildest dreams and dream lover. i love my betas. you know who you are. *hugs*
wet dreams
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I’m in the hotel room shower, we’re headed out for a night on the town. He’s shy when he’s around people he doesn’t know, but when he’s with his friends, he’s like one of the guys, paling around, goofing off. It’s fun to see this side of him from time to time.
I’ve just finished washing my hair, when I hear the door open, and he’s in the bathroom. I peak out from behind the curtain.
“Hi,” I say, myself still kind of shy around him.
He looks up, and his smile melts away my shyness.
“Hi,” he replies, and I finally notice he’s taken his shirt off. He realizes I know he’s getting undressed, and, never taking his eyes from my face, slowly slides out of his jeans, dropping them on the floor somewhere. His boxers follow the jeans, and I realize he’s now wearing nothing, and heading for my shower.
He reaches out a hand and puts it gently on my hips, dips his head to kiss me, and steps in the shower with me. He breaks the kiss only to fumble behind him to close the curtain, and then turns back to me. He puts both hands on my hips and brings me to him, as the shower runs on my back at first, but he moves us so we’re both under the running water.
Under the shower, still kissing me, he molds me to his body, and as his hands caress my ass, he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. His hands lift me a little higher, and I feel him enter me with just the tip, teasing me. I whimper against his mouth, and he breaks the kiss to look into my eyes.
He eases me down, pushingdrivingthrusting, I want to throw my head back, but I’m under the shower. I tense against him, digging my nails into his shoulders as he thrusts in and pulls out very deliberately, purposefully, teasing me, until my muscles clench and ease, and we’re moving together. I’m bucking back and forth as he thrusts and rocks into me, and rocks my world.
I scream his name and throw my head back, and the shower comes down on just my back. I straighten up and look at him, his hazel eyes dark with passion. He kisses my breasts, suckling each one in turn. When he looks at me again, I lean down and kiss him deeply.
I pry my fingernails from his back, and I feel him slide out of me. I unwrap my legs from his waist and my feet find the tub floor. He reaches behind me to shut the water, brushing his arm against my waist. We get out of the shower, and as I’m getting my towel, he come up behind me and puts his arms around my waist. He nuzzles my neck and kisses my ear.
“Aren’t we going to be late?” I ask, turning in his arms to face him. My voice is husky, and I hardly recognize it.
“They’re just friends,” he says in my ear, and then traces my ear with his tongue. “They’ll keep.”
I giggle at his words, and before I realize what’s happening, he picks me up. I shriek and giggle, as we head in the direction of the bedroom, our clothes and his friends forgotten for the time being.
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yeah, so it's only been a year since i promised this....
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Author: DeansMistress
Genre: RPHetFic, PWP
Pairing: Jensen/OFC; established relationship
Rating: NC-17. X. smut. whatever.
Words: 572
’Verse: dream'verse
Disclaimer: Not mine. I wish.
Author's Notes: this fic follows wildest dreams and dream lover. i love my betas. you know who you are. *hugs*
wet dreams
~*~*~*~
I’m in the hotel room shower, we’re headed out for a night on the town. He’s shy when he’s around people he doesn’t know, but when he’s with his friends, he’s like one of the guys, paling around, goofing off. It’s fun to see this side of him from time to time.
I’ve just finished washing my hair, when I hear the door open, and he’s in the bathroom. I peak out from behind the curtain.
“Hi,” I say, myself still kind of shy around him.
He looks up, and his smile melts away my shyness.
“Hi,” he replies, and I finally notice he’s taken his shirt off. He realizes I know he’s getting undressed, and, never taking his eyes from my face, slowly slides out of his jeans, dropping them on the floor somewhere. His boxers follow the jeans, and I realize he’s now wearing nothing, and heading for my shower.
He reaches out a hand and puts it gently on my hips, dips his head to kiss me, and steps in the shower with me. He breaks the kiss only to fumble behind him to close the curtain, and then turns back to me. He puts both hands on my hips and brings me to him, as the shower runs on my back at first, but he moves us so we’re both under the running water.
Under the shower, still kissing me, he molds me to his body, and as his hands caress my ass, he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. His hands lift me a little higher, and I feel him enter me with just the tip, teasing me. I whimper against his mouth, and he breaks the kiss to look into my eyes.
He eases me down, pushingdrivingthrusting, I want to throw my head back, but I’m under the shower. I tense against him, digging my nails into his shoulders as he thrusts in and pulls out very deliberately, purposefully, teasing me, until my muscles clench and ease, and we’re moving together. I’m bucking back and forth as he thrusts and rocks into me, and rocks my world.
I scream his name and throw my head back, and the shower comes down on just my back. I straighten up and look at him, his hazel eyes dark with passion. He kisses my breasts, suckling each one in turn. When he looks at me again, I lean down and kiss him deeply.
I pry my fingernails from his back, and I feel him slide out of me. I unwrap my legs from his waist and my feet find the tub floor. He reaches behind me to shut the water, brushing his arm against my waist. We get out of the shower, and as I’m getting my towel, he come up behind me and puts his arms around my waist. He nuzzles my neck and kisses my ear.
“Aren’t we going to be late?” I ask, turning in his arms to face him. My voice is husky, and I hardly recognize it.
“They’re just friends,” he says in my ear, and then traces my ear with his tongue. “They’ll keep.”
I giggle at his words, and before I realize what’s happening, he picks me up. I shriek and giggle, as we head in the direction of the bedroom, our clothes and his friends forgotten for the time being.
~*~*~*~
yeah, so it's only been a year since i promised this....
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