live well ★ laugh often

So while in class and supposed to be listening, I wrote porn.

haha it's purely self indulgent, and my first time writing porn, so be gentle!!!

This is for benitle, crystalchain, and everyone else (umm a lot of you!!! ♥) who are having a rough time right now!! Enjoy :)

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Rated: R
Pairing: J2
Summary: Jensen thinks Jared needs to learn who he belongs to



Jensen slammed Jared against the hard wall, cushioning the back of his head from serious damage and kissed him. Hard. Wet. Biting and sucking and nibbling at the wide mouth. At the full lips.

“Jen”

“Shhh…we’re still in public Jay. Think you can be quiet?”

Jared let out another moan as Jensen moved placed feather light kisses against Jared’s jaw before moving down towards his neck and collarbone sucking at his favorite spot. Marking him. Showing Jared and the rest of the world just who he belongs to.

“Been teasing me all night baby,” Jensen whispered, voice low, “with these damn jeans, and how they meld to your fine ass.” Jensen punctuated that statement by stroking and groping said ass.

Jared bucked against him as Jensen grinded against him, pressing their erections together, fitting like 2 pieces of the same puzzle.

“You knew exactly what you were doing to me baby, didn’t you?” Jensen asked Jared teasingly.

Jared nodded, “Wanted you to touch me.”

Jensen let out a husky laugh, “And what if I stopped? Told you we’d finish at home.”

Jared let out a whine of disappointment. He grabbed at Jensen’s hips, pressing them even closer together even though there was barely any space between them.

“I’m sorry. But I’ve been waitin’ all day for you Jen. Please, touch me.”

“Jay, you’re damn lucky I’ve been waitin’ all day too. Otherwise I’d leave you like this. And what a gorgeous sight you are. Panting and hard and all mine baby. All mine.”

“Yours Jen. Only you baby, you know that.”

“Yeah, I do.” And Jensen slid to his knees, lifting Jared’s black pull over making Jared hold on to it. He pulled down the sinful jeans just enough to find his spot on Jared’s hipbone, the previous mark fading already from a couple of days ago. He ignored Jared’s erection in favor of leaning in and kissing it gently before sucking.

Jared let out a keening noise because this spot was as much of a turn on for Jared as it was for Jensen. Jensen nibbled a little and placed open mouthed kisses on it, bring blood rushing to the surface, knowing that the spot would be purple and oh so gorgeous. He finally pulled away and sat back looking up at Jared.

And damn. Jared was looking down at him, sweat drenched hair, eyes blown wide, swirling and black and half lidded. His huge hands were still holding on to his pull over and he was so turned on he couldn’t move.

Just as Jensen was about to lean in again to provide Jared some sort of relief, one of those paws reached down and pulled him up. Too caught up in the surprise of being lifted, Jared turned them around so Jensen was the one against the wall.

He crushed their lips together, this time Jared the one in charge and Jensen completely at his mercy, not that he minded.

“You’re just as bad as I am,” Jared murmured into his ear between biting at the earlobe and sucking at the skin behind it, “you know exactly how much I love and hate this green shirt. It doesn’t leave a lot to the imagination does it? Everyone’s eyes on you, undressing you with their mind, trying to get a glimpse at the body that’s mine.

He bit his way down his neck, marking random spots, leaving hickeys all over the unmarred surface. Jensen let out a moan because yeah, this was exactly what he was going for. He knew something would happen when he put on this shirt and Jared rarely got all alpha male-jealous and possessive and so fuckin’ hot.

Jared pushed against him, fitting them together again. Grinding and rubbing and it wasn’t enough.

Jensen arched up against him as Jared slipped his hand inside his boxers, stroking hard and caressing softly, alternating between the two. It still wasn’t enough. Jensen pushed against his hand, wanting it rough and now now now.

Jared smirked at him and Jensen wasn’t so far gone that he couldn’t retaliate. He slipped his own hand inside Jared’s jeans and fuck, he had gone commando. Jared just smirked even more at Jensen’s whimper.

Jensen jacked Jared, fast and rough, showing him how he wanted it, because he was ready, so ready.

Jared arched as Jensen rubbed precome over his shaft and he grunted as he came, covering Jensen’s hand. Jensen took his hand out of Jared’s jeans and licked at the come covering his hand, raising his eyebrow at Jared as he stared at Jensen’s tongue delving out.

Jared started to stroke Jensen harder and he leaned forward, and whispered, “Come for me baby” against Jensen’s ear. And that was it. Jensen was done. He slumped against Jared’s broad chest, Jared’s hand stroking along his back, calming the shivers down.

“Satisfied?” Jared asked and Jensen could hear the smile in his voice.

Jensen just let out a contented sign and pressed a soft kiss against Jared’s neck before reaching up a little and kissing Jared, softly and gently.

“I should seriously wear this shirt more often.”

Jared let out a small bark of laughter. “And I should wear these jeans more.”

“And not wear any underwear,” Jensen added helpfully.

Jared chuckled again. "And that.”


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