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blue_icy_roseTitle: Jared's Surefire Way of Getting Jensen's Attention
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,165
Summary: Jared's horny and Jensen's oblivious.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Jared Padalecki or Jensen Ackles. They belong to themselves.
Note: Happy Valentine's Day to my f-list!
If you're not into J2 or slash in general, don't worry. I'm working on het porn next. (Shocking!) And see, Aimee? I told you I'd eventually get this done...two months after I started it. LOL.
Jared frowned at Jensen, who was stretched out on the bed reading, for God’s sakes.
Bastard. How could he just lay there, ignoring the fact that Jared was horny as hell?
Not that Jared had said anything but he liked to think that by now, Jensen could recognize the signs.
He shifted as he stood by the bathroom, waiting for the water to finish getting hot. “Hey, Jen, I’m going to take a shower.” Now usually, Jensen would have realized that was Jared-speak for Join me. But apparently he wasn’t as fluent in Jared-speak as he used to be.
“Uh-huh,” Jensen said, tone clearly saying that he was completely distracted as his glasses slipped a bit further down his nose.
That better be one hell of a book.
“I’m going to have an orgy with Justin, Mike, and Tom.”
“Okay.”
“On the set of Lana’s bedroom.”
“Have fun.”
“You know, kind of as a way to say ‘Fuck you, Lex is so gay.’”
“That’s nice.”
Jared rolled his eyes. None of that had worked so it was obviously time to bring out the big guns, so to speak. Quickly, he tugged off his boxers and walked into the bathroom. Just before he stepped under the spray, he paused. “Oh and Jensen?” he called. “I’m cutting my hair.”
There was a thud from the bedroom. “What?”
Jared smothered a laugh, tilting his face up to the spray. He turned when the shower curtain was jerked open by a frowning Jensen.
“Something wrong?” he asked, expression as innocent as he could make it when standing naked in front of his lover who happened to be a guy that was his best friend and co-worker.
Which meant that the innocent look didn’t really work so well.
Jensen narrowed his eyes. “Did you just say you were going to cut your hair?”
“I might.” Jared turned back towards the water, ducking his head to wet his hair more. “I mean, come on, it gets in the way, right?”
There was no answer, just the sound of fabric hitting tile and Jared fought to keep a look of triumph off his face when he felt Jensen get in behind him and close the curtain. His eyes fell shut when he felt Jensen comb his fingers through his hair, tugging slightly so that his head tilted back.
“Actually, I think it’s just right.” He shuddered when he felt Jensen lick a path up his neck. He thought he heard him mutter something about having a good grip but ignored that in favor of leaning back and enjoying the feel of hands skimming up his sides and down his front to his rapidly hardening cock.
At the feel of Jensen’s teeth, his eyes flew open and his hips jerked. Damn it, Jensen knew exactly what biting did to him. He looked down as Jensen smirked up at him and turned him so that he was leaning back against the wall.
The barest brush of fingers along his hipbone had him hissing and he wanted to tell Jensen to just fucking do something already but he wasn’t in charge this time. Right now, with his body pressed between the slick coolness of the wall and the hard warmth of Jensen’s body, Jared knew exactly who was in charge and it definitely wasn’t him.
He didn’t need to hear the words to know that Jensen was going to go slow until Jared was ready to go crazy. It was there in the way he danced his fingers across his chest, tugging briefly on one nipple before moving lower.
The air seemed to get thicker as the steam wrapped around them and Jared swore when Jensen didn’t move his hand lower than his hip. He felt more than heard Jensen’s laughter and then it became a non-issue when Jensen pressed up against him so that he could feel every inch of slick skin.
He moaned, hands gripping Jensen’s hips in an attempt to hold him there. Right there was good.
Jensen shook his head, lips skimming over his shoulder as his hands moved up and over his chest until they were tangling in hair just above his neck. Jared opened his mouth to say something that was completely lost when Jensen’s mouth found his again. He moaned at the feel of Jensen’s tongue sliding against his and vaguely registered that he must have some kind of biting kink when he felt himself get harder at the feel of Jensen’s teeth tugging at his bottom lip.
“Jen…”
He felt Jensen’s smirk before he saw it. “Something you wanted?”
Jared scowled at him and thrust against the thigh that Jensen had slipped between his legs. “What do you think?”
“I think…” Skin slid against skin as Jensen moved and really, Jared didn’t think it was fair that Jensen was so collected about this. “That we need to work on your patience.” He didn’t wait for a response before dropping to his knees and taking Jared in his mouth.
Finally is what Jared wants to say but Jensen seems to have decided that making it impossible for Jared to speak by using his tongue to trace random shapes over Jared’s cock is a much better plan and Jared’s definitely not going to argue. His hand moves and slides through Jensen’s hair until it settles on the back of his head. He looks down and his eyes flutter close at the sight of Jensen’s lips spread wide over his cock, the way the mixture of water, spit, and come shone on them.
Shiny lips.
He felt the rumble of Jensen’s laughter move through him and knew that he’d said that out loud.
Not that he cared at the moment, watching Jensen’s cheeks hollow as he sucked harder, one hand playing with his balls while the other held him against the wall.
Jensen pulled back with a slight pop and pushed up so that he was pressed against Jared again. He licked his lips clean and began to thrust against Jared, relishing the slide of cock against cock. Jared’s hands gripped Jensen’s hips as he arched against him, breath quickening. Jensen pressed his lips against Jared’s ear. “Come on, baby, come for me,” he breathed.
And Jared could do nothing but let go, moaning Jensen’s name as his come splashed against Jensen, making the slip and slide as he continued to thrust easier. Jared slid his hand up through his come, trailing it over Jensen’s skin as if to mark him, until he reached a nipple. Grinning against Jensen’s skin, he twisted it lightly.
The reaction was immediate as Jensen stiffened, Jared’s name falling from his lips hoarsely as he came.
Neither moved as their breathing slowed down, the slightly cooler water beating against their skin.
“So,” Jensen finally said. “You’re not cutting your hair, right?”
Jared shook his head. “No.”
They each hid their smug grin from the other, secure in the knowledge that they’d gotten what they wanted.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,165
Summary: Jared's horny and Jensen's oblivious.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Jared Padalecki or Jensen Ackles. They belong to themselves.
Note: Happy Valentine's Day to my f-list!
If you're not into J2 or slash in general, don't worry. I'm working on het porn next. (Shocking!) And see, Aimee? I told you I'd eventually get this done...two months after I started it. LOL.
Jared frowned at Jensen, who was stretched out on the bed reading, for God’s sakes.
Bastard. How could he just lay there, ignoring the fact that Jared was horny as hell?
Not that Jared had said anything but he liked to think that by now, Jensen could recognize the signs.
He shifted as he stood by the bathroom, waiting for the water to finish getting hot. “Hey, Jen, I’m going to take a shower.” Now usually, Jensen would have realized that was Jared-speak for Join me. But apparently he wasn’t as fluent in Jared-speak as he used to be.
“Uh-huh,” Jensen said, tone clearly saying that he was completely distracted as his glasses slipped a bit further down his nose.
That better be one hell of a book.
“I’m going to have an orgy with Justin, Mike, and Tom.”
“Okay.”
“On the set of Lana’s bedroom.”
“Have fun.”
“You know, kind of as a way to say ‘Fuck you, Lex is so gay.’”
“That’s nice.”
Jared rolled his eyes. None of that had worked so it was obviously time to bring out the big guns, so to speak. Quickly, he tugged off his boxers and walked into the bathroom. Just before he stepped under the spray, he paused. “Oh and Jensen?” he called. “I’m cutting my hair.”
There was a thud from the bedroom. “What?”
Jared smothered a laugh, tilting his face up to the spray. He turned when the shower curtain was jerked open by a frowning Jensen.
“Something wrong?” he asked, expression as innocent as he could make it when standing naked in front of his lover who happened to be a guy that was his best friend and co-worker.
Which meant that the innocent look didn’t really work so well.
Jensen narrowed his eyes. “Did you just say you were going to cut your hair?”
“I might.” Jared turned back towards the water, ducking his head to wet his hair more. “I mean, come on, it gets in the way, right?”
There was no answer, just the sound of fabric hitting tile and Jared fought to keep a look of triumph off his face when he felt Jensen get in behind him and close the curtain. His eyes fell shut when he felt Jensen comb his fingers through his hair, tugging slightly so that his head tilted back.
“Actually, I think it’s just right.” He shuddered when he felt Jensen lick a path up his neck. He thought he heard him mutter something about having a good grip but ignored that in favor of leaning back and enjoying the feel of hands skimming up his sides and down his front to his rapidly hardening cock.
At the feel of Jensen’s teeth, his eyes flew open and his hips jerked. Damn it, Jensen knew exactly what biting did to him. He looked down as Jensen smirked up at him and turned him so that he was leaning back against the wall.
The barest brush of fingers along his hipbone had him hissing and he wanted to tell Jensen to just fucking do something already but he wasn’t in charge this time. Right now, with his body pressed between the slick coolness of the wall and the hard warmth of Jensen’s body, Jared knew exactly who was in charge and it definitely wasn’t him.
He didn’t need to hear the words to know that Jensen was going to go slow until Jared was ready to go crazy. It was there in the way he danced his fingers across his chest, tugging briefly on one nipple before moving lower.
The air seemed to get thicker as the steam wrapped around them and Jared swore when Jensen didn’t move his hand lower than his hip. He felt more than heard Jensen’s laughter and then it became a non-issue when Jensen pressed up against him so that he could feel every inch of slick skin.
He moaned, hands gripping Jensen’s hips in an attempt to hold him there. Right there was good.
Jensen shook his head, lips skimming over his shoulder as his hands moved up and over his chest until they were tangling in hair just above his neck. Jared opened his mouth to say something that was completely lost when Jensen’s mouth found his again. He moaned at the feel of Jensen’s tongue sliding against his and vaguely registered that he must have some kind of biting kink when he felt himself get harder at the feel of Jensen’s teeth tugging at his bottom lip.
“Jen…”
He felt Jensen’s smirk before he saw it. “Something you wanted?”
Jared scowled at him and thrust against the thigh that Jensen had slipped between his legs. “What do you think?”
“I think…” Skin slid against skin as Jensen moved and really, Jared didn’t think it was fair that Jensen was so collected about this. “That we need to work on your patience.” He didn’t wait for a response before dropping to his knees and taking Jared in his mouth.
Finally is what Jared wants to say but Jensen seems to have decided that making it impossible for Jared to speak by using his tongue to trace random shapes over Jared’s cock is a much better plan and Jared’s definitely not going to argue. His hand moves and slides through Jensen’s hair until it settles on the back of his head. He looks down and his eyes flutter close at the sight of Jensen’s lips spread wide over his cock, the way the mixture of water, spit, and come shone on them.
Shiny lips.
He felt the rumble of Jensen’s laughter move through him and knew that he’d said that out loud.
Not that he cared at the moment, watching Jensen’s cheeks hollow as he sucked harder, one hand playing with his balls while the other held him against the wall.
Jensen pulled back with a slight pop and pushed up so that he was pressed against Jared again. He licked his lips clean and began to thrust against Jared, relishing the slide of cock against cock. Jared’s hands gripped Jensen’s hips as he arched against him, breath quickening. Jensen pressed his lips against Jared’s ear. “Come on, baby, come for me,” he breathed.
And Jared could do nothing but let go, moaning Jensen’s name as his come splashed against Jensen, making the slip and slide as he continued to thrust easier. Jared slid his hand up through his come, trailing it over Jensen’s skin as if to mark him, until he reached a nipple. Grinning against Jensen’s skin, he twisted it lightly.
The reaction was immediate as Jensen stiffened, Jared’s name falling from his lips hoarsely as he came.
Neither moved as their breathing slowed down, the slightly cooler water beating against their skin.
“So,” Jensen finally said. “You’re not cutting your hair, right?”
Jared shook his head. “No.”
They each hid their smug grin from the other, secure in the knowledge that they’d gotten what they wanted.
