Skillet on the Stove ch 17
Title: Skillet on the Stove
Chapter: Seventeen
Authors: lvlysnidrus and pez_gurl
Fandom: RPS AU
Pairing: Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles, Tom Welling/Michael Rosenbaum
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jared is the son of the President of the United States, and Jensen is a member of the Secret Service. After several threats on the First Family, Jensen is assigned to protect a disgruntled Jared.
Warnings: Sex and an unholy amount of schmoop.
A/N: A little bit of porn to top it off! This definitely took way too long. That's because lvlysnidrus pretty much sucks. Sorry!
Jared looked around the room, biting his lip. It was nearly empty except for the furniture, and Jared really couldn't believe that it was only a few months ago that he fell for Jensen in it.
Jensen came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Jared's waist loosely, chin resting on his shoulder. "Looks pretty empty now," he murmured.
"I know," Jared said softly. "Like when you first moved in."
Jensen grinned. "I remember. You said something about it lacking personality, right?"
Jared laughed, turning in his arms. "It did. It got some when I moved in."
Jensen held him close, kissing him lightly. "S'true. 'course, that kinda happens to any room you even walk through." He grinned playfully. "Sasquatch."
Jared laughed, running his fingers under his shirt.
Jensen wriggled a little and tried not to giggle, the light touching of Jared's fingers on his sides tickling him. "Stop that," he said, not really meaning it.
Jared grinned wickedly, then started full out tickling him.
Jensen let out a high-pitched sound, squirming and trying to pull away, but ended up backing himself into the wall, laughing loudly as Jared tickled him. "Stupid...asshole," he gasped out. "Stop!"
Jared laughed as he tickled Jensen, then stopped and kissed his neck. "So I think," he started, "that you should fuck me over the dresser."
Jensen was trying to catch his breath still when he choked, staring at Jared. "Okay," he said, his voice slightly higher than normal. "I can totally do that."
Jared grinned. "And we can make a mess that the janitors have to clean."
Jensen grinned back. "Sounds good to me. Probably make Murray's day, actually." His nose wrinkled a little at the thought.
Jared grinned. "He owes me, anyway."
"That's surprising," Jensen said sarcastically. He tugged Jared towards the empty dresser and pressed against his back as he began to undo Jared's jeans.
Jared gripped the edge of the dresser. "What're you implying?" he asked, feigning indignation.
"Nothing," Jensen said, pushing Jared's jeans and boxers off. "Just that I'm not surprised Murray owes you, or anyone for that matter."
"Ohh." Jared grinned, pushing his ass back. "Well, I introduced him to Sophia. He totally owes me."
Jensen laughed softly, undoing his own jeans and grabbing lube out of his pocket. "If Sophia can stand him long enough for it to be worth it, maybe."
"Sophia's got a pretty long tolerance for idiots." Jared grinned, spreading his legs.
Lucky for Murray," Jensen snorted, slicking his fingers before pressing one inside of him.
Jared laughed then moaned, pressing back. "Fuck."
"Like that?" Jensen murmured, pressing another in quickly, scissoring them gently.
"God yeah," Jared breathed, pressing back again. "More..."
Jensen pressed in a third finger, nuzzling into Jared's hair so he could get at the back of his neck, nipping hard.
Jared groaned, moving his hips slowly. "Jesus, baby..."
"Need to be in you," Jensen moaned as he continued to open Jared up around his fingers.
Jared nodded quickly. "Fuck yeah, Jen, do it..."
"Yeah," Jensen whispered, pulling his fingers out and slicking his cock quickly. He gripped Jared's hips tight, then began to press in slowly.
Jared groaned and pressed back faster. "God, Jen..."
Jensen thrust in all the way, nails digging into his skin a little. "Jesus fuck," he choked out. "Always feel so fucking good, Jay."
"God, you do..."
Jensen rested his forehead against Jared's shoulder for a moment, breathing deep and trying to hold on.
Jared whimpered softly, wriggling his hips.
"How bad do you want me to fuck you?" Jensen murmured, lips pressed to his ear.
"Oh god," Jared whispered. "Please...please, Jen, need..."
Jensen pulled out almost all the way and stilled. "Hold on," he warned.
Jared gripped the dresser, whimpering.
Jensen bit down on his shoulder as he started to pound into him hard and fast, gripping his hips so hard he was sure it'd leave bruises.
Jared cried out, moving with him and making the dresser pound against the wall.
Jensen growled softly, squeezing his eyes shut as he moved faster. "Holy fuck, Jay," he managed to choke out. "So good."
"God yeah," Jared whimpered, moving quicker.
Jensen reached and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts. "Gonna come for me?"
Jared nodded quickly, panting and whimpering softly. "Please..."
"Do it," Jensen groaned, hips moving faster. "Do it, baby, come."
Jared groaned lowly, then cried out and came hard.
Jensen followed right after, moaning Jared's name loudly.
Jared slumped against the dresser, panting hard.
Jensen melted against his back, nuzzling into his damp hair and sighing happily. "S'was a good idea, Jay," he murmured.
Jared grinned. "'course it was."
Jensen chuckled softly as he pulled away. "You wanna go annoy Mike and Tom now?"
"Yep!" Jared said, grinning widely.
Jensen laughed again. He moved away from Jared and dug down behind the dresser, coming up with an old shirt. He cleaned Jared and himself off, then pulled his clothes back together. "Ready, baby?"
Jared nodded, grinning.
Jensen wrapped an arm around his shoulders, then led him out of the room, sparing one last glance at the white stain on the dresser. "Poor Chad," he said to himself.
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Chapter: Seventeen
Authors: lvlysnidrus and pez_gurl
Fandom: RPS AU
Pairing: Jared Padalecki/Jensen Ackles, Tom Welling/Michael Rosenbaum
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jared is the son of the President of the United States, and Jensen is a member of the Secret Service. After several threats on the First Family, Jensen is assigned to protect a disgruntled Jared.
Warnings: Sex and an unholy amount of schmoop.
A/N: A little bit of porn to top it off! This definitely took way too long. That's because lvlysnidrus pretty much sucks. Sorry!
Jared looked around the room, biting his lip. It was nearly empty except for the furniture, and Jared really couldn't believe that it was only a few months ago that he fell for Jensen in it.
Jensen came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Jared's waist loosely, chin resting on his shoulder. "Looks pretty empty now," he murmured.
"I know," Jared said softly. "Like when you first moved in."
Jensen grinned. "I remember. You said something about it lacking personality, right?"
Jared laughed, turning in his arms. "It did. It got some when I moved in."
Jensen held him close, kissing him lightly. "S'true. 'course, that kinda happens to any room you even walk through." He grinned playfully. "Sasquatch."
Jared laughed, running his fingers under his shirt.
Jensen wriggled a little and tried not to giggle, the light touching of Jared's fingers on his sides tickling him. "Stop that," he said, not really meaning it.
Jared grinned wickedly, then started full out tickling him.
Jensen let out a high-pitched sound, squirming and trying to pull away, but ended up backing himself into the wall, laughing loudly as Jared tickled him. "Stupid...asshole," he gasped out. "Stop!"
Jared laughed as he tickled Jensen, then stopped and kissed his neck. "So I think," he started, "that you should fuck me over the dresser."
Jensen was trying to catch his breath still when he choked, staring at Jared. "Okay," he said, his voice slightly higher than normal. "I can totally do that."
Jared grinned. "And we can make a mess that the janitors have to clean."
Jensen grinned back. "Sounds good to me. Probably make Murray's day, actually." His nose wrinkled a little at the thought.
Jared grinned. "He owes me, anyway."
"That's surprising," Jensen said sarcastically. He tugged Jared towards the empty dresser and pressed against his back as he began to undo Jared's jeans.
Jared gripped the edge of the dresser. "What're you implying?" he asked, feigning indignation.
"Nothing," Jensen said, pushing Jared's jeans and boxers off. "Just that I'm not surprised Murray owes you, or anyone for that matter."
"Ohh." Jared grinned, pushing his ass back. "Well, I introduced him to Sophia. He totally owes me."
Jensen laughed softly, undoing his own jeans and grabbing lube out of his pocket. "If Sophia can stand him long enough for it to be worth it, maybe."
"Sophia's got a pretty long tolerance for idiots." Jared grinned, spreading his legs.
Lucky for Murray," Jensen snorted, slicking his fingers before pressing one inside of him.
Jared laughed then moaned, pressing back. "Fuck."
"Like that?" Jensen murmured, pressing another in quickly, scissoring them gently.
"God yeah," Jared breathed, pressing back again. "More..."
Jensen pressed in a third finger, nuzzling into Jared's hair so he could get at the back of his neck, nipping hard.
Jared groaned, moving his hips slowly. "Jesus, baby..."
"Need to be in you," Jensen moaned as he continued to open Jared up around his fingers.
Jared nodded quickly. "Fuck yeah, Jen, do it..."
"Yeah," Jensen whispered, pulling his fingers out and slicking his cock quickly. He gripped Jared's hips tight, then began to press in slowly.
Jared groaned and pressed back faster. "God, Jen..."
Jensen thrust in all the way, nails digging into his skin a little. "Jesus fuck," he choked out. "Always feel so fucking good, Jay."
"God, you do..."
Jensen rested his forehead against Jared's shoulder for a moment, breathing deep and trying to hold on.
Jared whimpered softly, wriggling his hips.
"How bad do you want me to fuck you?" Jensen murmured, lips pressed to his ear.
"Oh god," Jared whispered. "Please...please, Jen, need..."
Jensen pulled out almost all the way and stilled. "Hold on," he warned.
Jared gripped the dresser, whimpering.
Jensen bit down on his shoulder as he started to pound into him hard and fast, gripping his hips so hard he was sure it'd leave bruises.
Jared cried out, moving with him and making the dresser pound against the wall.
Jensen growled softly, squeezing his eyes shut as he moved faster. "Holy fuck, Jay," he managed to choke out. "So good."
"God yeah," Jared whimpered, moving quicker.
Jensen reached and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts. "Gonna come for me?"
Jared nodded quickly, panting and whimpering softly. "Please..."
"Do it," Jensen groaned, hips moving faster. "Do it, baby, come."
Jared groaned lowly, then cried out and came hard.
Jensen followed right after, moaning Jared's name loudly.
Jared slumped against the dresser, panting hard.
Jensen melted against his back, nuzzling into his damp hair and sighing happily. "S'was a good idea, Jay," he murmured.
Jared grinned. "'course it was."
Jensen chuckled softly as he pulled away. "You wanna go annoy Mike and Tom now?"
"Yep!" Jared said, grinning widely.
Jensen laughed again. He moved away from Jared and dug down behind the dresser, coming up with an old shirt. He cleaned Jared and himself off, then pulled his clothes back together. "Ready, baby?"
Jared nodded, grinning.
Jensen wrapped an arm around his shoulders, then led him out of the room, sparing one last glance at the white stain on the dresser. "Poor Chad," he said to himself.
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