FIC Mine
Title: Mine
Characters: Cougar/Jensen (yes, I wrote slash. Bite me)
Fandom: Losers
Summary: Cougar is a possessive bastard (but then again we already knew that). …cause ya know Jensen was all with the flirting and Cougar got a bit miffed and he needed to remind Jensen who he belonged to…Did anyone else notice that after Aisha Jensen stopped flirting?
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers For the movie
Warnings: Boy sex and Cougar is possessive and a bit kinky…and did I mention boy sex? (Shut UP, serenelystrange !)
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything recognizable in here. Or Someone else would also have been shirtless.
Author's Note: So…y’all know I have like 50 things I am SUPPOSED to be writing…but Jensen and Cougar have taken over my brain…so y’all got this. And maybe at some point I’ll get to finish something else and they’ll stop taking over my brain…and keeping me up at all hours of the night. I kid you not.
“Mine,” Cougar growled, coming up behind Jensen and gripping his hip, fingers digging into the younger man.
Jensen had frozen at the touch but relaxed as he recognized who had accosted him. “Jesus, Cougs, Take six years off me why don’t you? What’s wrong?”
“Mine,” Cougar repeated, pulling Jensen flush against his body; half-hard cock pressed against his ass.
Jensen tried to twist around to see him, but even though Cougar was more wiry and slighter; he was just as strong and Jensen couldn’t budge his hold. “Well, yeah,” Jensen agreed. “No kidding. What brought this on?”
“You were flirting.” The hand not holding Jensen in place came around their bodies, cupping Jensen through his jeans. “In front of me. Twice.”
“I had to,” Jensen pointed out, squirming in his grasp. “If I didn’t. Someone would catch on. Someone would…” He yelped as Cougar spun him around, almost slamming him into the wall of the warehouse. “Cougar?”
“I. Don’t. Share,” Cougar ground out.
“I know. I know!” Jensen babbled. “I wouldn’t have done anything, but you know it was cover like the girls from the factory. Like I don’t…I can’t even explain…Cougs, come on…you know I’d never…”
Cougar captured his mouth in a bruising kiss, pulling on Jensen’s tongue before moving down to his neck and sucking a large bruise there. Moving back, he dropped swiftly to his knees, unsurprised to find Jensen hot and hard beneath his jeans. Undoing them, he pulled the material down just enough that Jensen’s cock sprang free. “Mine,” Cougar murmured.
“No shit,” Jensen replied, reaching down and tipping Cougar’s hat back so he could see him. He tensed as Cougar looked up at him, a familiar gleam in the kneeling man’s eyes. “What’re you…?” he asked, then jumped as Cougar nipped at the skin on his hipbone. “Ow!” he yelped. “Ya know biting is your kink, not mine,” he pointed out as Cougar’s smile widened at his reaction. “And no one’s gonna see it if you leave a mark there.”
Cougar’s mouth moved to his cock, sucking the head inside as his fingers went to Jensen’s other hip where he had originally grabbed him. He rubbed across the tattoo there as his tongue played with the slit; coaxing fluid from the younger man. Jensen whined low in his throat, fingers digging into Cougar’s shoulders as he tried to thrust into the wet heat, but Cougar’s grip prevented him from getting any leverage.
“Please, Cougs. Please,” he begged quietly. “’M sorry, kay? Won’t. Won’t ‘gain.”
Cougar let him go, bringing one hand over to jerk him lightly, “No more, mi corazón,” he told him.
Jensen nodded frantically. “Yeah. Yeah, sure.” Bucking slightly, he tried to get Cougar’s mouth back on him. “Cougar, pleeease.”
Sliding his tongue down the hard length in front of him, Cougar rolled his eyes upwards, watching Jensen as he took him back into his mouth.
The hacker moaned as Cougar took him deeper than before; his cock hitting the back of the older man’s throat. The sniper swallowed around him before pulling back slightly and sucking lightly, then harder trying to draw Jensen’s orgasm from him.
“Cougs,” Jensen panted. “Oh, god. Oh, god!” His fingers dug into his lover’s shoulders as Cougar sunk farther down; his fingers going unerringly to Jensen’s tattoo and pressing down. “I’m gonna…” he tried to warn, but gave up as he pulsed into Cougar’s welcoming mouth.
Cougar swallowed the bitter fluid eagerly, sucking and lapping at Jensen’s cock until the younger man whined and pushed him away.
Flowing upwards, Cougar nuzzled against Jensen, waiting until the younger man slipped a hand under his hair, drawing him closer so they could share a lazy kiss. Jensen’s other hand crept down, obviously intending to return the favor. He grinned as he found the wet spot on Cougar’s jeans. “Seriously, Cougs?” he asked.
Cougar growled in response, nipping at the bruise he’d made on Jensen’s neck. “Mine,” he murmured.
“Possessive bastard,” Jensen answered fondly.
Jensen’s tattoo if you’re curious as to what’s on his hip.
Characters: Cougar/Jensen (yes, I wrote slash. Bite me)
Fandom: Losers
Summary: Cougar is a possessive bastard (but then again we already knew that). …cause ya know Jensen was all with the flirting and Cougar got a bit miffed and he needed to remind Jensen who he belonged to…Did anyone else notice that after Aisha Jensen stopped flirting?
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers For the movie
Warnings: Boy sex and Cougar is possessive and a bit kinky…and did I mention boy sex? (Shut UP, serenelystrange !)
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything recognizable in here. Or Someone else would also have been shirtless.
Author's Note: So…y’all know I have like 50 things I am SUPPOSED to be writing…but Jensen and Cougar have taken over my brain…so y’all got this. And maybe at some point I’ll get to finish something else and they’ll stop taking over my brain…and keeping me up at all hours of the night. I kid you not.
“Mine,” Cougar growled, coming up behind Jensen and gripping his hip, fingers digging into the younger man.
Jensen had frozen at the touch but relaxed as he recognized who had accosted him. “Jesus, Cougs, Take six years off me why don’t you? What’s wrong?”
“Mine,” Cougar repeated, pulling Jensen flush against his body; half-hard cock pressed against his ass.
Jensen tried to twist around to see him, but even though Cougar was more wiry and slighter; he was just as strong and Jensen couldn’t budge his hold. “Well, yeah,” Jensen agreed. “No kidding. What brought this on?”
“You were flirting.” The hand not holding Jensen in place came around their bodies, cupping Jensen through his jeans. “In front of me. Twice.”
“I had to,” Jensen pointed out, squirming in his grasp. “If I didn’t. Someone would catch on. Someone would…” He yelped as Cougar spun him around, almost slamming him into the wall of the warehouse. “Cougar?”
“I. Don’t. Share,” Cougar ground out.
“I know. I know!” Jensen babbled. “I wouldn’t have done anything, but you know it was cover like the girls from the factory. Like I don’t…I can’t even explain…Cougs, come on…you know I’d never…”
Cougar captured his mouth in a bruising kiss, pulling on Jensen’s tongue before moving down to his neck and sucking a large bruise there. Moving back, he dropped swiftly to his knees, unsurprised to find Jensen hot and hard beneath his jeans. Undoing them, he pulled the material down just enough that Jensen’s cock sprang free. “Mine,” Cougar murmured.
“No shit,” Jensen replied, reaching down and tipping Cougar’s hat back so he could see him. He tensed as Cougar looked up at him, a familiar gleam in the kneeling man’s eyes. “What’re you…?” he asked, then jumped as Cougar nipped at the skin on his hipbone. “Ow!” he yelped. “Ya know biting is your kink, not mine,” he pointed out as Cougar’s smile widened at his reaction. “And no one’s gonna see it if you leave a mark there.”
Cougar’s mouth moved to his cock, sucking the head inside as his fingers went to Jensen’s other hip where he had originally grabbed him. He rubbed across the tattoo there as his tongue played with the slit; coaxing fluid from the younger man. Jensen whined low in his throat, fingers digging into Cougar’s shoulders as he tried to thrust into the wet heat, but Cougar’s grip prevented him from getting any leverage.
“Please, Cougs. Please,” he begged quietly. “’M sorry, kay? Won’t. Won’t ‘gain.”
Cougar let him go, bringing one hand over to jerk him lightly, “No more, mi corazón,” he told him.
Jensen nodded frantically. “Yeah. Yeah, sure.” Bucking slightly, he tried to get Cougar’s mouth back on him. “Cougar, pleeease.”
Sliding his tongue down the hard length in front of him, Cougar rolled his eyes upwards, watching Jensen as he took him back into his mouth.
The hacker moaned as Cougar took him deeper than before; his cock hitting the back of the older man’s throat. The sniper swallowed around him before pulling back slightly and sucking lightly, then harder trying to draw Jensen’s orgasm from him.
“Cougs,” Jensen panted. “Oh, god. Oh, god!” His fingers dug into his lover’s shoulders as Cougar sunk farther down; his fingers going unerringly to Jensen’s tattoo and pressing down. “I’m gonna…” he tried to warn, but gave up as he pulsed into Cougar’s welcoming mouth.
Cougar swallowed the bitter fluid eagerly, sucking and lapping at Jensen’s cock until the younger man whined and pushed him away.
Flowing upwards, Cougar nuzzled against Jensen, waiting until the younger man slipped a hand under his hair, drawing him closer so they could share a lazy kiss. Jensen’s other hand crept down, obviously intending to return the favor. He grinned as he found the wet spot on Cougar’s jeans. “Seriously, Cougs?” he asked.
Cougar growled in response, nipping at the bruise he’d made on Jensen’s neck. “Mine,” he murmured.
“Possessive bastard,” Jensen answered fondly.
Jensen’s tattoo if you’re curious as to what’s on his hip.
