Fic: Centurion Day Dreams, (1/1), J2, NC-17, PWP, Mild Dom/Sub, Dress-ups!
Title: Centurion Day Dreams
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Warnings: Dom/Sub overtones, dress-ups
Beta: Munibunny who is made of all kinds of awesome and somehow weaves her magic to make my musing readable to others! Thanks hon! :D
Disclaimer: No offense or harm intended to the recognizable persons in this fic. It's just all a bit of fun. Think of it as if J2 were in a movie with characters with the same names!
Summary: A muscled, leather clad, Roman Centurion, delivered to your doorstep. What more could a shy, reclusive man ask for? A very willing one perhaps!
Author Note: This was written as a bit of a birthday gift for the amazing a_phoenixdragon. She got the unbeta’d version of this a bit after her birthday which was way back in October! :P. It is way less than she deserves, but it as least served as a bit of a distraction for her when RL got a bit tough. I figured I should inflictshare the tidied up version with others that appreciate the torturepwp! LOL! :P
Jensen couldn’t have been more shocked when he opened his door to find a bronzed...hell...gleaming, muscle bound Roman Centurion. The dark penetrating eyes that looked at him from under the gleaming golden, red tasseled helmet sparkled with a hint of mischief that just enhanced the magnificent package all the more.
Before Jensen could recover from his shock, the gorgeous man had stepped in close, the hard leather covering his broad chest brushing up against his panting one, to lean in and whisper quietly in his ear.
“Congrats on the new job Jensen,” the man replied and the smooth deep tones sent shivers of pure desire through his already trembling body.
“What? Uh...sorry...ah...who are you? How? Why?” Jensen stammered as he desperately tried to regain his composure as he pushed his glasses back up his suddenly sweating nose.
The blinding grin that spread across the man’s face had Jensen grinning back involuntarily.
“I’m Jared, the Centurion and Chad, Mike and Tom thought you might enjoy celebrating your new job with me tonight,” the sly wink that finished off Jared’s sentence had Jensen choking on his own saliva at the implications of that statement.
“WHAT? Oh my god! Are you serious, they hired a hooker for me?” Jensen spluttered in embarrassment as his face flushed beet red.
“Hey, I take offence to that. I’m a kissogram, not a prostitute. I’m just here to congratulate you and give you a show, that’s it,” Jared exclaimed with a frown.
Jensen swallowed quickly and blushed even harder. “Oh my, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just...you said...and I...oh my god,” Jensen cried as he cupped his hands to cover his overheated face.
Jensen jumped a little when he felt big, calloused hands tug at his wrists.
“Hey, it’s all good man, I’m just messing with you. I might be a kissogram, but I can tell you now if things are going well with a client as good looking as you, then I’m not going to stop short of the home run if you get my meaning,” Jared soothed with a mischievous smirk.
Jensen’s head shot up in a flash. “Really? Oh god, I can’t believe I just said that. You must think I’m so desperate! Well I am, but,” Jensen winced in embarrassment, “I should just shut up now,” Jensen groaned as he stepped back into his foyer, tripping slight over his feet in his haste.
“Umm...do you want to come in then...oh hell, this is so embarrassing,” Jensen moaned as he dropped his head into his hands once more in defeat of ever wooing this gorgeous Roman god into having his way with him.
A fiery blush spread up his throat and over his face as Jared’s bellowing laughter rang out.
“Oh Jensen, you are priceless. How have you managed to hide away from the world this long?” Jared questioned with a friendly disbelieving shake of the head.
Jensen grinned as playfully as he could in his pure embarrassment. “Ah, just a little shy, I guess. Are you sure you still want to do this? I would totally understand if you wanted to leave now. I won’t tell the guys. Not that I would if you did come in, but...oh god, I’m making such a mess of this,” Jensen sighed in resignation.
“To the contrary, how about you let me take it from here. That way things might progress a little quicker,” Jared grinned, his eyes sparkling with mirth.
Jensen swallowed hard and let Jared step into his space and close the door behind him. The close proximity of Jared’s taut body had parts of Jensen begging for attention.
Jared moved even closer into his space so there was nothing between them but the cotton of Jensen shirt and the hard leather of Jared’s harness and tunic. As the leather thongs of the shirt of the tunic brushed against his thighs, he couldn’t help but wonder if Jared had anything on underneath it. Another fierce blush raced across his face at the thought, and he couldn’t help but grin at the idea of finding out.
Jared’s hands slid up his arms and came to rest cupped around his jaw. Before Jensen could question what he was going to do, Jared had pulled him in for a searing, breath-stealing kiss. Jared’s movements were just on the gentle side of rough and the subtle mix of sensual pleasure and startling pain had his cock straining against the zip of his jeans in a heartbeat.
Jensen had to pull away as his need for air overroad the desperate need for more of that delicious mix of sensations.
“Oh my, you are good at that,” Jensen gushed as the touched his trembling fingers to his tingling and swollen lips.
Jared grinned at him with an amused smirk. “Well, it is my livelihood after all. It would be tough to get work if I really sucked at it. Though sucking is one of my other talents, but we can get to that later.”
“Oh hell yeah,” Jensen exclaimed before blushing once more, convinced that his face was going to end up with a permanent red hue.
Jared’s laughter echoed in the small hallway. “You are so going to make this job so much fun, aren’t you. You come across as all shy and naive, but I bet you are a tiger in the sack.”
Jensen ducked his gaze, not able to meet Jared’s intense gaze.
“Come on, let’s go somewhere a little roomier so I can show you my moves,” Jared urged as he pushed Jensen back toward his lounge room.
“Oh, ah, okay sure,” Jensen stammered as he allowed this magnificent stranger to weave his strong arms around his back and walk him slowly down the narrow hallway into the open area of his lounge room.
“You just sit down there while I get a little more comfortable for the proceedings,” Jared urged as he untangled his arms and pushed at Jensen’s chest until he fell back in an ungraceful sprawl on the leather lounge suite.
“I see you enjoy leather. Don’t worry, I will still have plenty of leather for you to rub up against when I’ve finished getting comfy.” Jared winked at him as he raised is sandal clad foot up on the seat of the leather recliner to the side of the lounge Jensen was sprawled on. This gave Jensen a brief glimpse of what was under the skirt of the tunic and the sight left him breathless in anticipation of feeling that thick, impressive length up against him, and more importantly, inside him. He couldn’t help the blush deepening once more at the boldness of his thoughts.
“Like what you see?” Jared questioned, his predatory gaze pinning Jensen to the chair.
“Oh god yes!” Jensen exclaimed as he palmed at the aching bulge in his jeans.
Jared grinned at him with that blinding smile once more and shifted his stance so that the muscles of his exposed thighs flexed and pulled under the skirt.
“Fuck me,” Jensen exclaimed as his eyes followed the line of the flexing muscles to the prize hidden beneath the flaps of the tunic.
“Oh, I intend to.” Jared smirked at him as he stood back up to his full height, shaking the sandal off his foot as he did, before bending back over to untie the other one. “Right up against that plush couch of yours and you’re going to come all over it like a teenager when I’m through with you,” Jared growled at him, his hazel eyes intense in their promise.
“Guh, Jesus....I...fuck,” Jensen moaned as his cock pulsed painfully against his fly at the images and sensations going through his head at Jared’s honeyed growl. When Jensen was able to refocus on his surrounding, Jared was shoeless and the plastic sword that had been strapped to his side was laying neglected with the tangled sandals.
Jared followed his gaze to the sword. “Don’t worry, what I have here will keep you begging and moaning into the night, we won’t be needing any plastic toys,” he smirked as he thrust his hips forward and the angry red tip of his cock peeked out through the leather flaps, the head glistening with pre-come.
Jensen swallowed down his moan as his cock strained at its confines once more.
“Please, need it.”
“Of course you do. Let me show you what you need,” Jared growled at him, his eyes almost aglow with his lust. “Get up...now,” Jared barked in stiff command, his eyes steely in their demand for immediate action.
“Yes, sir, sorry sir,” Jensen stuttered as he scrambled to standing, not at all sure what he was apologising for but knowing he would pay for it if he didn’t obey right the hell now.
Within seconds, Jared was on him, pulling and tearing at this clothes, stripping him to bare skin. Jensen ducked his head, not sure if what was revealled would be up to standard.
“Eyes on me, Jensen.” Jared’s rumbling command making him snap to.
“That’s better. Can’t have you hiding those pretty eyes now can we,” Jared virtually growled at him as he stepped right into his space, his eyes never leaving Jensen’s.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?” Jared growled as his eyes devoured every inch of Jensen’s face and body before his big meaty hands gripped the cheeks of his ass tight and his lips sealed over Jensen’s.
The leather thongs of the tunic’s skirt teased at Jensen’s sensitive cockhead and the brass buckles of the harness scraped painfully across his bare chest, sending shivers through his whole frame.
Jared’s lips smiled against his as he pulled him in closer, his blunt finger digging into the fleshy globes of his ass to the point of pain.
“Hmm, you like it a little rough, huh? Good to know,” Jared smirked before lunging back in to devour his mouth, his tongue darting and weaving its way through Jensen’s mouth in a tangle of passion and dominance.
By the time Jared let him come up for air he was left panting and weak at the knees from the sheer need for more, right the fuck now!
“Please,” Jensen begged as Jared’s lips and tongue suckled at the juncture of his neck, his teeth nipping at the delicate skin with a teasing sting.
“God,” Jensen moaned as his cock throbbed with neglected need.
“No, just Jared, but you will be my devoted slave by time I’m finished with you,” Jared stated casually before leaning back in to bite down hard on his neck.
“Fuck, yeah,” Jensen cried as he felt a bruise draw instantly to the surface of his skin. Needing more contact he reached his hands up and pushed the helmet off Jared’s head to fall with a clatter to the wooden floor.
Jared pulled back grinning at him, “like to have a little control of your own, huh? We’ll see about that,” Jared smirked as he pushed hard on Jensen’s chest so that he fell back in a naked sprawl across the couch.
“You only get to touch when I say so, got it?” Jared barked, the firm command back in his voice.
Jensen swallowed down his little spike of fear at the hint of a cruel sneer on Jared’s lips and shifted so that Jared could kneel down between his splayed thighs. The creak of the leather as Jared pushed him roughly up the couch so that he was mostly backed up into the corner, sent a ripple of pleasure flowing down his spine.
Jared’s eyes hardened to steely flints as he slowly took in every vulnerable inch of Jensen’s naked body.
“You have a body that just begs to be devoured, do you want me to devour you Jensen?”
“God YES!” Jensen shouted as Jared’s calloused hand took hold of his cock with a rough grip.
“I bet you taste even better than you look, do you know how good you taste Jensen? Has anyone fed it too you before?” Jared asked as he stroked him with hard, quick strokes that had Jensen moaning in pleasure and pain.
“Uhh, no...never,” Jensen stuttered as he tried to focus on what Jared was asking him instead of the blinding pleasure/pain building in his cock.
“Well, we’re going to fix that today my lovely. Can’t keep that deliciousness all to myself, wouldn’t be right, now would it?” Jared teased as he licked a delicate stripe up Jensen chest as his hand continued to pull at his cock with increasingly harder strokes.
“Guh, please!” Jensen cried as his need for more threatened to overwhelm him.
Jared’s chilling smirk had a cold shiver trailing down his back, only adding to his need and want for more.
“Fuck, YES!” Jensen couldn’t help the guttural cry that ripped from his throat when Jared enveloped him completely in one full swallow of his throat. All of his senses screamed at him at once in an overabundance of sensation and need. Not thinking, he reached his hands up and tangled them into Jared’s silky sable locks.
Jensen let out an unmanly squeak when Jared suddenly reared his head back, pulled off him with a harsh pop, and glared at him with a fire that had Jensen whimpering and crawling back into the lounge cushions.
“Shit, I’m sorry, I forgot, please...I didn’t,” Jensen stuttered and stumbled over his words in apology to the angry man between his thighs.
“Oh don’t worry, you will be. This calls for a lesson, I think,” Jared sneered at him his tone hard and biting.
“I’m so sorry, please, I didn’t mean it. I won’t do it again...I promise,” Jensen begged as the man rose up before him to his impressive and intimidating height and glared down at Jensen.
“Get up!” Jared barked, his voice like a whip cracking against Jensen skin.
Jensen scrambled to obey, pushing up to stand pressed right up again Jared’s impressive torso, the hard leather of the tunic digging painfully into his skin.
“Turn around,” Jared commanded, his voice leaving no room for misinterpretation of how ignoring his commands would be detrimental to Jensen’s health.
“Oo...oohh, okay,” Jensen agreed, stumbling over his words as he spun himself around to face the couch.
Suddenly, he was sprawled face first over the couch when Jared push hm forcefully into the plush leather surface.
“Present yourself to me, Jensen and beg me to fuck you across the couch,” Jared’s rumbling growl stirred Jensen’s previous waning cock back to full attention.
“Yeah, need it. Fuck me Jared, fuck me hard. Bend me over the couch. I’m all yours for the taking,” Jensen groaned as he thrust his hips back towards Jared’s crotch, rubbing himself against the hard leather thongs of the tunic skirt. Jared’s hard, thick cock, slotting up into the crease of his ass, like it belonged there.
“Fuck yeah, all mine. Gonna take you like a Bitch in heat and make you spill all over that expensive leather couch of yours,” Jared growled as he leaned down and pulled Jensen’s head back by his hair to huff his heated breath over Jensen bared throat.
“Guh, yeah...please Jared...fuck me...I need it,” Jensen begged as he continued to grind his ass up against Jared’s burning cock. His breath hitched in his throat as Jared’s cock caught on the edge of his hole with each thrust before sliding back up the crease of his ass, Jared’s pre-come slicking the way.
“Jared...please,” Jensen moaned as his cock throbbed in time with his racing heartbeat, his need for release causing his chest to tighten and his breath to come in heated gasps.
“Easy Bitch, I’ll take care of you. Give you my cock to ride on, ‘til you spill like a geyser,” Jared purred into Jensen’s ear as he nipped at the delicate skin of the shell of his ear.
“Not gonna give you much prep, but you like it rough, don’t you Bitch,” Jared sneered as he bit down on the skin of Jensen’s neck, the skin bruising instantaneously with the force of the bite.
“Argh, yeah...please...just...please,” Jensen begged, his voice wrecked from his desperate need for Jared to be inside him right now.
“Eager Bitch, I love it when you beg for it,” Jared praised as he roughly pushed two fingers into Jensen’s tight clenching hole.
“Uggh, god...yes, more...please Jared....more,” Jensen begged as he pushed himself back onto the scissoring fingers. The tight, stretching burn mixing with his pleasure as he stroke himself back to full hardness. His bracing arm quivering with the strain of hold himself and Jared’s weight up off the couch.
“Fuck yeah, feels so good and tight Bitch, need to feel how tight you are around my dick. Feel your muscles quiver around my cock as I push deep inside. Can you take all of me, Jensen?” Jared goaded as he finished his prep and replaced his fingers with the very tip of his cock, probing Jensen’s twitching hole.
“Yes, all of it...give it all to me at once,” Jensen whined as he squirmed his hips back against Jared’s steely grip on his hip.
“Well, when you beg so prettily, how can I possibly refuse,” Jared mused with a teasing nudge of his cock against Jensen’s hole that pushed the tip in barely an inch.
“PLEASE...Jared...please,” Jensen cried, his voice cracking and breaking apart as Jared drove into the hilt in one hard push.
“FUCK...yeah...so big...gonna...gonna split me...in two,” Jensen panted as he struggled to push himself back into Jared’s thrust in a coherent rhythm, while containing the whimpers that clawed at the back of his throat for release.
The flaps of Jared’s tunic skirt scratched distractingly against Jensen’s ass and thighs. The harsh material raising goose flesh across his thighs as Jared pounded a punishing rhythm deep into him.
Jared’s ragged breaths puffed into the sensitive skin of the nape of Jensen neck as Jared draped himself over Jensen’s back. Jared’s breaths turned into panting growls as he chased his release with a punishing drive.
Jensen couldn’t help the startled gasp as Jared large hand encircled him, stroking his cock in time with his thrusts. The added pressure and delicious friction pushed him closer to the edge.
Jared must have sensed how close Jensen was as he tilted his hips just so on his next thrust and brushed the tip of his cock across Jensen’s sweet spot deep inside and Jensen was spilling with a hoarse cry all over the plush leather of his couch. The ropey strings of cum pulsed from him in time with Jared’s frenzied, brutal thrusts. Jensen’s cock twitched with one last spurt of cum as Jared bit down hard on his shoulder and roared Jensen’s name around his mouthful of flesh as he spurted his release deep inside Jensen.
“All mine...always,” Jared panted with a gentle pat to Jensen’s quivering thighs.
Once Jensen had regain enough air to answer, he looked back over his shoulder as Jared gently thrust through the last of his aftershocks and grinned mischievously at his sated lover.
“Always baby....’specially if you...promise to keep this costume...for another round...another day,” Jensen grunted as Jared finished off with a few exaggerated thrusts that sparked that sweet spot deep inside.
“Hell yeah...that was wicked hot, baby. No way we aren’t...having round two of this one,” Jared enthused as he pulled out gently and help Jensen to stand up and step into his leather clad chest.
Jensen leaned in and pressed a heated kiss to Jared’s slightly swollen mouth.
“I can definitely be on board with that plan,” Jensen grinned as he started to help Jared out of his costume. “We’re definitely going to have to get creative to beat this one,” Jensen mused as he watched Jared continue to strip before him.
“Hmmm...so, what should I be wearing next time? We’ve done naughty Postman, sleasy landlord and hormonal pizza guy, what’s left?” Jared questioned as he finished removing the now sweaty and cum smeared costume.
“Oooh, I know, how about a paramedic? God, you would look so damn hot in that damn jumpsuit. I wouldn’t even need to play being near fainting when you bust through the door to get to the ailing lonely patient.”
“Hmmm, yeah, I could definitely get into that role, ooh and think of the toys we would have to play with,” Jared mused as he licked at his lips in anticipation.
“Guh, that’s it, you are so getting a costume this week. No way I can wait long for that one. Especially now you have set the bar so high,” Jensen demanded as he stroked at his half hard cock.
Jared’s smile was like a lion taking in its prey before the final pounce. “In the meantime, stop touching my toy. Only I get to decide when you cum, remember?” Jared growled as he pushed Jensen back onto the couch, pinning Jensen’s hands to it in the process.
“Oh I remember, I just thought you might need a reminder that you still had work to do tonight,” Jensen smirked as he watched Jared lick his lips in anticipation of Jensen’s taste on his tongue.
“Oh you didn’t? You are so going to pay for that,” Jared scoffed.
“God I hope so,” Jensen moaned as he arched himself up to meet Jared’s lips as they descended on his bobbing cock. It was going to be a long night yet.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Warnings: Dom/Sub overtones, dress-ups
Beta: Munibunny who is made of all kinds of awesome and somehow weaves her magic to make my musing readable to others! Thanks hon! :D
Disclaimer: No offense or harm intended to the recognizable persons in this fic. It's just all a bit of fun. Think of it as if J2 were in a movie with characters with the same names!
Summary: A muscled, leather clad, Roman Centurion, delivered to your doorstep. What more could a shy, reclusive man ask for? A very willing one perhaps!
Author Note: This was written as a bit of a birthday gift for the amazing a_phoenixdragon. She got the unbeta’d version of this a bit after her birthday which was way back in October! :P. It is way less than she deserves, but it as least served as a bit of a distraction for her when RL got a bit tough. I figured I should inflictshare the tidied up version with others that appreciate the torturepwp! LOL! :P
Jensen couldn’t have been more shocked when he opened his door to find a bronzed...hell...gleaming, muscle bound Roman Centurion. The dark penetrating eyes that looked at him from under the gleaming golden, red tasseled helmet sparkled with a hint of mischief that just enhanced the magnificent package all the more.
Before Jensen could recover from his shock, the gorgeous man had stepped in close, the hard leather covering his broad chest brushing up against his panting one, to lean in and whisper quietly in his ear.
“Congrats on the new job Jensen,” the man replied and the smooth deep tones sent shivers of pure desire through his already trembling body.
“What? Uh...sorry...ah...who are you? How? Why?” Jensen stammered as he desperately tried to regain his composure as he pushed his glasses back up his suddenly sweating nose.
The blinding grin that spread across the man’s face had Jensen grinning back involuntarily.
“I’m Jared, the Centurion and Chad, Mike and Tom thought you might enjoy celebrating your new job with me tonight,” the sly wink that finished off Jared’s sentence had Jensen choking on his own saliva at the implications of that statement.
“WHAT? Oh my god! Are you serious, they hired a hooker for me?” Jensen spluttered in embarrassment as his face flushed beet red.
“Hey, I take offence to that. I’m a kissogram, not a prostitute. I’m just here to congratulate you and give you a show, that’s it,” Jared exclaimed with a frown.
Jensen swallowed quickly and blushed even harder. “Oh my, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just...you said...and I...oh my god,” Jensen cried as he cupped his hands to cover his overheated face.
Jensen jumped a little when he felt big, calloused hands tug at his wrists.
“Hey, it’s all good man, I’m just messing with you. I might be a kissogram, but I can tell you now if things are going well with a client as good looking as you, then I’m not going to stop short of the home run if you get my meaning,” Jared soothed with a mischievous smirk.
Jensen’s head shot up in a flash. “Really? Oh god, I can’t believe I just said that. You must think I’m so desperate! Well I am, but,” Jensen winced in embarrassment, “I should just shut up now,” Jensen groaned as he stepped back into his foyer, tripping slight over his feet in his haste.
“Umm...do you want to come in then...oh hell, this is so embarrassing,” Jensen moaned as he dropped his head into his hands once more in defeat of ever wooing this gorgeous Roman god into having his way with him.
A fiery blush spread up his throat and over his face as Jared’s bellowing laughter rang out.
“Oh Jensen, you are priceless. How have you managed to hide away from the world this long?” Jared questioned with a friendly disbelieving shake of the head.
Jensen grinned as playfully as he could in his pure embarrassment. “Ah, just a little shy, I guess. Are you sure you still want to do this? I would totally understand if you wanted to leave now. I won’t tell the guys. Not that I would if you did come in, but...oh god, I’m making such a mess of this,” Jensen sighed in resignation.
“To the contrary, how about you let me take it from here. That way things might progress a little quicker,” Jared grinned, his eyes sparkling with mirth.
Jensen swallowed hard and let Jared step into his space and close the door behind him. The close proximity of Jared’s taut body had parts of Jensen begging for attention.
Jared moved even closer into his space so there was nothing between them but the cotton of Jensen shirt and the hard leather of Jared’s harness and tunic. As the leather thongs of the shirt of the tunic brushed against his thighs, he couldn’t help but wonder if Jared had anything on underneath it. Another fierce blush raced across his face at the thought, and he couldn’t help but grin at the idea of finding out.
Jared’s hands slid up his arms and came to rest cupped around his jaw. Before Jensen could question what he was going to do, Jared had pulled him in for a searing, breath-stealing kiss. Jared’s movements were just on the gentle side of rough and the subtle mix of sensual pleasure and startling pain had his cock straining against the zip of his jeans in a heartbeat.
Jensen had to pull away as his need for air overroad the desperate need for more of that delicious mix of sensations.
“Oh my, you are good at that,” Jensen gushed as the touched his trembling fingers to his tingling and swollen lips.
Jared grinned at him with an amused smirk. “Well, it is my livelihood after all. It would be tough to get work if I really sucked at it. Though sucking is one of my other talents, but we can get to that later.”
“Oh hell yeah,” Jensen exclaimed before blushing once more, convinced that his face was going to end up with a permanent red hue.
Jared’s laughter echoed in the small hallway. “You are so going to make this job so much fun, aren’t you. You come across as all shy and naive, but I bet you are a tiger in the sack.”
Jensen ducked his gaze, not able to meet Jared’s intense gaze.
“Come on, let’s go somewhere a little roomier so I can show you my moves,” Jared urged as he pushed Jensen back toward his lounge room.
“Oh, ah, okay sure,” Jensen stammered as he allowed this magnificent stranger to weave his strong arms around his back and walk him slowly down the narrow hallway into the open area of his lounge room.
“You just sit down there while I get a little more comfortable for the proceedings,” Jared urged as he untangled his arms and pushed at Jensen’s chest until he fell back in an ungraceful sprawl on the leather lounge suite.
“I see you enjoy leather. Don’t worry, I will still have plenty of leather for you to rub up against when I’ve finished getting comfy.” Jared winked at him as he raised is sandal clad foot up on the seat of the leather recliner to the side of the lounge Jensen was sprawled on. This gave Jensen a brief glimpse of what was under the skirt of the tunic and the sight left him breathless in anticipation of feeling that thick, impressive length up against him, and more importantly, inside him. He couldn’t help the blush deepening once more at the boldness of his thoughts.
“Like what you see?” Jared questioned, his predatory gaze pinning Jensen to the chair.
“Oh god yes!” Jensen exclaimed as he palmed at the aching bulge in his jeans.
Jared grinned at him with that blinding smile once more and shifted his stance so that the muscles of his exposed thighs flexed and pulled under the skirt.
“Fuck me,” Jensen exclaimed as his eyes followed the line of the flexing muscles to the prize hidden beneath the flaps of the tunic.
“Oh, I intend to.” Jared smirked at him as he stood back up to his full height, shaking the sandal off his foot as he did, before bending back over to untie the other one. “Right up against that plush couch of yours and you’re going to come all over it like a teenager when I’m through with you,” Jared growled at him, his hazel eyes intense in their promise.
“Guh, Jesus....I...fuck,” Jensen moaned as his cock pulsed painfully against his fly at the images and sensations going through his head at Jared’s honeyed growl. When Jensen was able to refocus on his surrounding, Jared was shoeless and the plastic sword that had been strapped to his side was laying neglected with the tangled sandals.
Jared followed his gaze to the sword. “Don’t worry, what I have here will keep you begging and moaning into the night, we won’t be needing any plastic toys,” he smirked as he thrust his hips forward and the angry red tip of his cock peeked out through the leather flaps, the head glistening with pre-come.
Jensen swallowed down his moan as his cock strained at its confines once more.
“Please, need it.”
“Of course you do. Let me show you what you need,” Jared growled at him, his eyes almost aglow with his lust. “Get up...now,” Jared barked in stiff command, his eyes steely in their demand for immediate action.
“Yes, sir, sorry sir,” Jensen stuttered as he scrambled to standing, not at all sure what he was apologising for but knowing he would pay for it if he didn’t obey right the hell now.
Within seconds, Jared was on him, pulling and tearing at this clothes, stripping him to bare skin. Jensen ducked his head, not sure if what was revealled would be up to standard.
“Eyes on me, Jensen.” Jared’s rumbling command making him snap to.
“That’s better. Can’t have you hiding those pretty eyes now can we,” Jared virtually growled at him as he stepped right into his space, his eyes never leaving Jensen’s.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?” Jared growled as his eyes devoured every inch of Jensen’s face and body before his big meaty hands gripped the cheeks of his ass tight and his lips sealed over Jensen’s.
The leather thongs of the tunic’s skirt teased at Jensen’s sensitive cockhead and the brass buckles of the harness scraped painfully across his bare chest, sending shivers through his whole frame.
Jared’s lips smiled against his as he pulled him in closer, his blunt finger digging into the fleshy globes of his ass to the point of pain.
“Hmm, you like it a little rough, huh? Good to know,” Jared smirked before lunging back in to devour his mouth, his tongue darting and weaving its way through Jensen’s mouth in a tangle of passion and dominance.
By the time Jared let him come up for air he was left panting and weak at the knees from the sheer need for more, right the fuck now!
“Please,” Jensen begged as Jared’s lips and tongue suckled at the juncture of his neck, his teeth nipping at the delicate skin with a teasing sting.
“God,” Jensen moaned as his cock throbbed with neglected need.
“No, just Jared, but you will be my devoted slave by time I’m finished with you,” Jared stated casually before leaning back in to bite down hard on his neck.
“Fuck, yeah,” Jensen cried as he felt a bruise draw instantly to the surface of his skin. Needing more contact he reached his hands up and pushed the helmet off Jared’s head to fall with a clatter to the wooden floor.
Jared pulled back grinning at him, “like to have a little control of your own, huh? We’ll see about that,” Jared smirked as he pushed hard on Jensen’s chest so that he fell back in a naked sprawl across the couch.
“You only get to touch when I say so, got it?” Jared barked, the firm command back in his voice.
Jensen swallowed down his little spike of fear at the hint of a cruel sneer on Jared’s lips and shifted so that Jared could kneel down between his splayed thighs. The creak of the leather as Jared pushed him roughly up the couch so that he was mostly backed up into the corner, sent a ripple of pleasure flowing down his spine.
Jared’s eyes hardened to steely flints as he slowly took in every vulnerable inch of Jensen’s naked body.
“You have a body that just begs to be devoured, do you want me to devour you Jensen?”
“God YES!” Jensen shouted as Jared’s calloused hand took hold of his cock with a rough grip.
“I bet you taste even better than you look, do you know how good you taste Jensen? Has anyone fed it too you before?” Jared asked as he stroked him with hard, quick strokes that had Jensen moaning in pleasure and pain.
“Uhh, no...never,” Jensen stuttered as he tried to focus on what Jared was asking him instead of the blinding pleasure/pain building in his cock.
“Well, we’re going to fix that today my lovely. Can’t keep that deliciousness all to myself, wouldn’t be right, now would it?” Jared teased as he licked a delicate stripe up Jensen chest as his hand continued to pull at his cock with increasingly harder strokes.
“Guh, please!” Jensen cried as his need for more threatened to overwhelm him.
Jared’s chilling smirk had a cold shiver trailing down his back, only adding to his need and want for more.
“Fuck, YES!” Jensen couldn’t help the guttural cry that ripped from his throat when Jared enveloped him completely in one full swallow of his throat. All of his senses screamed at him at once in an overabundance of sensation and need. Not thinking, he reached his hands up and tangled them into Jared’s silky sable locks.
Jensen let out an unmanly squeak when Jared suddenly reared his head back, pulled off him with a harsh pop, and glared at him with a fire that had Jensen whimpering and crawling back into the lounge cushions.
“Shit, I’m sorry, I forgot, please...I didn’t,” Jensen stuttered and stumbled over his words in apology to the angry man between his thighs.
“Oh don’t worry, you will be. This calls for a lesson, I think,” Jared sneered at him his tone hard and biting.
“I’m so sorry, please, I didn’t mean it. I won’t do it again...I promise,” Jensen begged as the man rose up before him to his impressive and intimidating height and glared down at Jensen.
“Get up!” Jared barked, his voice like a whip cracking against Jensen skin.
Jensen scrambled to obey, pushing up to stand pressed right up again Jared’s impressive torso, the hard leather of the tunic digging painfully into his skin.
“Turn around,” Jared commanded, his voice leaving no room for misinterpretation of how ignoring his commands would be detrimental to Jensen’s health.
“Oo...oohh, okay,” Jensen agreed, stumbling over his words as he spun himself around to face the couch.
Suddenly, he was sprawled face first over the couch when Jared push hm forcefully into the plush leather surface.
“Present yourself to me, Jensen and beg me to fuck you across the couch,” Jared’s rumbling growl stirred Jensen’s previous waning cock back to full attention.
“Yeah, need it. Fuck me Jared, fuck me hard. Bend me over the couch. I’m all yours for the taking,” Jensen groaned as he thrust his hips back towards Jared’s crotch, rubbing himself against the hard leather thongs of the tunic skirt. Jared’s hard, thick cock, slotting up into the crease of his ass, like it belonged there.
“Fuck yeah, all mine. Gonna take you like a Bitch in heat and make you spill all over that expensive leather couch of yours,” Jared growled as he leaned down and pulled Jensen’s head back by his hair to huff his heated breath over Jensen bared throat.
“Guh, yeah...please Jared...fuck me...I need it,” Jensen begged as he continued to grind his ass up against Jared’s burning cock. His breath hitched in his throat as Jared’s cock caught on the edge of his hole with each thrust before sliding back up the crease of his ass, Jared’s pre-come slicking the way.
“Jared...please,” Jensen moaned as his cock throbbed in time with his racing heartbeat, his need for release causing his chest to tighten and his breath to come in heated gasps.
“Easy Bitch, I’ll take care of you. Give you my cock to ride on, ‘til you spill like a geyser,” Jared purred into Jensen’s ear as he nipped at the delicate skin of the shell of his ear.
“Not gonna give you much prep, but you like it rough, don’t you Bitch,” Jared sneered as he bit down on the skin of Jensen’s neck, the skin bruising instantaneously with the force of the bite.
“Argh, yeah...please...just...please,” Jensen begged, his voice wrecked from his desperate need for Jared to be inside him right now.
“Eager Bitch, I love it when you beg for it,” Jared praised as he roughly pushed two fingers into Jensen’s tight clenching hole.
“Uggh, god...yes, more...please Jared....more,” Jensen begged as he pushed himself back onto the scissoring fingers. The tight, stretching burn mixing with his pleasure as he stroke himself back to full hardness. His bracing arm quivering with the strain of hold himself and Jared’s weight up off the couch.
“Fuck yeah, feels so good and tight Bitch, need to feel how tight you are around my dick. Feel your muscles quiver around my cock as I push deep inside. Can you take all of me, Jensen?” Jared goaded as he finished his prep and replaced his fingers with the very tip of his cock, probing Jensen’s twitching hole.
“Yes, all of it...give it all to me at once,” Jensen whined as he squirmed his hips back against Jared’s steely grip on his hip.
“Well, when you beg so prettily, how can I possibly refuse,” Jared mused with a teasing nudge of his cock against Jensen’s hole that pushed the tip in barely an inch.
“PLEASE...Jared...please,” Jensen cried, his voice cracking and breaking apart as Jared drove into the hilt in one hard push.
“FUCK...yeah...so big...gonna...gonna split me...in two,” Jensen panted as he struggled to push himself back into Jared’s thrust in a coherent rhythm, while containing the whimpers that clawed at the back of his throat for release.
The flaps of Jared’s tunic skirt scratched distractingly against Jensen’s ass and thighs. The harsh material raising goose flesh across his thighs as Jared pounded a punishing rhythm deep into him.
Jared’s ragged breaths puffed into the sensitive skin of the nape of Jensen neck as Jared draped himself over Jensen’s back. Jared’s breaths turned into panting growls as he chased his release with a punishing drive.
Jensen couldn’t help the startled gasp as Jared large hand encircled him, stroking his cock in time with his thrusts. The added pressure and delicious friction pushed him closer to the edge.
Jared must have sensed how close Jensen was as he tilted his hips just so on his next thrust and brushed the tip of his cock across Jensen’s sweet spot deep inside and Jensen was spilling with a hoarse cry all over the plush leather of his couch. The ropey strings of cum pulsed from him in time with Jared’s frenzied, brutal thrusts. Jensen’s cock twitched with one last spurt of cum as Jared bit down hard on his shoulder and roared Jensen’s name around his mouthful of flesh as he spurted his release deep inside Jensen.
“All mine...always,” Jared panted with a gentle pat to Jensen’s quivering thighs.
Once Jensen had regain enough air to answer, he looked back over his shoulder as Jared gently thrust through the last of his aftershocks and grinned mischievously at his sated lover.
“Always baby....’specially if you...promise to keep this costume...for another round...another day,” Jensen grunted as Jared finished off with a few exaggerated thrusts that sparked that sweet spot deep inside.
“Hell yeah...that was wicked hot, baby. No way we aren’t...having round two of this one,” Jared enthused as he pulled out gently and help Jensen to stand up and step into his leather clad chest.
Jensen leaned in and pressed a heated kiss to Jared’s slightly swollen mouth.
“I can definitely be on board with that plan,” Jensen grinned as he started to help Jared out of his costume. “We’re definitely going to have to get creative to beat this one,” Jensen mused as he watched Jared continue to strip before him.
“Hmmm...so, what should I be wearing next time? We’ve done naughty Postman, sleasy landlord and hormonal pizza guy, what’s left?” Jared questioned as he finished removing the now sweaty and cum smeared costume.
“Oooh, I know, how about a paramedic? God, you would look so damn hot in that damn jumpsuit. I wouldn’t even need to play being near fainting when you bust through the door to get to the ailing lonely patient.”
“Hmmm, yeah, I could definitely get into that role, ooh and think of the toys we would have to play with,” Jared mused as he licked at his lips in anticipation.
“Guh, that’s it, you are so getting a costume this week. No way I can wait long for that one. Especially now you have set the bar so high,” Jensen demanded as he stroked at his half hard cock.
Jared’s smile was like a lion taking in its prey before the final pounce. “In the meantime, stop touching my toy. Only I get to decide when you cum, remember?” Jared growled as he pushed Jensen back onto the couch, pinning Jensen’s hands to it in the process.
“Oh I remember, I just thought you might need a reminder that you still had work to do tonight,” Jensen smirked as he watched Jared lick his lips in anticipation of Jensen’s taste on his tongue.
“Oh you didn’t? You are so going to pay for that,” Jared scoffed.
“God I hope so,” Jensen moaned as he arched himself up to meet Jared’s lips as they descended on his bobbing cock. It was going to be a long night yet.