Just Don't Give Up on Me 9a & b/20
Feb. 9th, 2011 01:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Work was easy, comfortable. Work they had done through all the incarnations of their relationship, and they were both professional enough to keep things well separated. Their chemistry was on, for sure, and it made everything flow well during shooting. If they both snuck more sidelong looks and shared a few secret smiles, no one seemed to notice, and certainly no one commented.
During the following week things seemed more like they had been prior to anything happening between them except for their level of awareness of one another. They worked long hours and came home only to fall asleep within moments of finishing eating and sitting down in front of the television. No time or energy for anything more than leaning against each other and sharing warmth on the couch, and a few times a couple of lazy kisses, before waking during the night and heading to their own beds.
Jensen watched Jared as they tiredly climbed into the car yet again after what was finally a blessedly short day of filming. He had been on edge all day, not sure what brought it on, but unable to keep his eyes off Jared for more than a few minutes at a time. He had been thinking all day about all the things he wanted, maybe needed to explore with Jared. He found himself thinking about all the differences in what he desired in this relationship than all previous ones because he had never really had a relationship with another man.
“I want to suck you.” Jensen wasn’t sure who was more shocked when they walked into their house and Jared had just closed the door when the words escaped his mouth.
Jared’s breath hitched hard in his chest as his eyes flicked immediately to Jensen’s mouth. Holy fuck. He didn’t think he had ever gone hard so fast in his life. And he wasn’t sure if he watched that sinfully full lipped mouth because of the suggestion or to capture the sight of the words that had just come from it. His knees felt weak for a moment and he was stunned at the realization that that happening was a possibility.
Jensen saw the flare of intense lust in Jared’s eyes as he stared at his mouth. Despite his surprise that he had just said those words, he seemed unable to control the next ones any better. “I want to taste you, J. I want to know how your cock feels in my mouth. I fucking need it.”
“God, yes…” Jared breathed out on a moan. “Please.”
Before he realized what he was doing, Jensen found himself kneeling in front of Jared, his fingers frantically tearing at the button and zipper of his jeans. Yanking the jeans down and letting them drop to the floor, Jensen ran his fingers along the edge of the waistband of Jared’s boxers before quickly sliding them out and down over the hard line of Jared’s arousal, releasing his cock to Jensen’s avid gaze.
He drew in a deep breath, eyes flickering up to meet those above him, as if asking silent permission before going any further.
“Please, Jen…your mouth…I want…” Jared sounded incoherent, but it was all the approval Jensen needed and he reached out, hand curling around the base of the hard cock in front of him.
Jensen took the head of Jared’s dick into his mouth, and Jared jerked slightly, hips thrusting forward with the intense feeling of heat and wet and warmth. A spurt of precum flooded Jensen’s mouth with Jared’s taste and he almost moaned at the flavor and knowledge of what he was doing. He sucked hard, drawing more of Jared’s length into his mouth, slicking his tongue around and laving everything he could reach before sliding back to lick under the sensitive area under the head.
He immediately drew as much of the hardness back in as he could, sucking and licking as he went. Every burst of flavor urged him further on. He was light headed with the knowledge that he had Jared’s cock in his mouth and Jared was beginning to shake with his arousal.
Jared was no stranger to blowjobs. Well, he had received his fair share, he had never given any, yet. But he was close to being unable to stand any longer as he looked down at Jensen sucking him. The sight of that gorgeous mouth wrapped around him, the intensity of the feeling, and the realization of who was giving him such pleasure was starting to overwhelm him. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, especially if Jensen continued to suck him as if he was the best thing he had ever had in his mouth. What had started as an amazing blowjob was quickly becoming one of the most incredible experiences of his life, and if it got any better he was afraid he might pass out.
Jared finally looked away, hoping to gain some control by not looking at the sight below him. But Jensen recognized the moment and pulled off with a wet sound. “No, look at me, J. Wanna see your face, know that you know it’s me. I wanna see what I’m doing to you, how I’m making you feel.”
Their eyes met again, and Jared drew in a deep breath, “God, Jen. What you are doing is killing me. So fucking good. I’m not gonna last, k? I’m sorry….”
Jensen smiled brightly, “No sorry. Let go, I wanna taste you, all of you. Don’t hold back…” He drew Jared back into his mouth in one long pull, savoring the feel of the hard heat on his tongue. He had never imagined the feeling of power that would come from making a man like Jared come apart and feel so much and he was gorging on it, enthralled with it.
Less than a minute later, Jared cupped the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair and pulling slightly, “I’m gonna…stop Jensen…I…”
Jensen sucked hard, recognizing that Jared was letting him know how close he was to losing it. He pushed forward, taking Jared deeper, feeling the head of his cock brushing against the back of his throat. He forced his throat to relax, wanting to make this as intense for Jared as possible, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he was able.
Jared gasped and keened Jensen’s name as he felt the squeeze of Jensen’s throat close around the head of his cock and his body jerked hard. He came, body tensing and muscles clenching as if his orgasm was wrung from the depths of his soul. And then he practically collapsed into a heap in front of Jensen’s kneeling form, head dropping onto Jensen’s shoulder and lungs heaving.
Jensen wrapped his arms hesitantly around his best friend? lover? and felt uncertainty creep in. He had been almost as out of control as if he were the one being sucked. He was so hard it hurt and he was a little afraid of how Jared was going to look at him now or what he should do.
After a few shuddering breaths, Jared raised his head enough to look at Jensen, eyes wide.
“Ok?” Jensen’s voice was barely a whisper as he sought reassurance.
“Ok?!” Jared laughed quietly, “No, Jen. That was not ok. I am not ok. That was…fuck, that was the best. I’ve never…that was incredible. You were incredible.”
Releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, Jensen sagged against Jared a little. “Good.”
Leaning in and capturing Jensen’s lips, Jared kissed him deep and languidly. The taste of himself in Jensen’s mouth caused a twitch in his cock and he was surprised at how hot he found the idea. Once his brain began to kick in somewhat, Jared nudged Jensen slightly, pulling him up as he stood. “Bedroom.” He could see how hard Jensen was, and he wanted to experience things from the other side now. “My turn. I want to make you come apart. I want to see you lose it for me, Jensen. Will you give me that? Give me you?”
Jensen’s eyes dropped closed and he shuddered, “Yeah, J. Anything you want.” He reached down to press on his aching erection, only to have his hand slapped away before he could touch himself.
“No.” Jared’s voice came out harsh, “That’s mine…k? Mine.”
Between the command and the feel of Jared manhandling him again, turning him toward the stairs and pushing him ahead to hurry him along, Jensen felt his cock twitch and a burst of precum wet his already damp briefs. Fuck, if Jared kept that up he was going to cum right now. He was already close just from sucking Jared, from the feeling of Jared losing it for him. He didn’t need any more encouraging to rush into the bedroom.
Jared dropped to his knees the moment they made it to the side of the bed, pulling open Jensen’s jeans and dragging the denim open and down his thighs. He leaned in and laid his face along the hard ridge outlined by the black briefs, breathing deeply of Jensen’s scent. He smelled like cologne and fabric softener and Jensen and a musky scent Jared knew was his arousal.
Jensen trembled as he watched Jared draw in his scent deeply before turning to mouth along the length of his aching cock. Jared ran his lips along the hard ridge, moving slowly upward, pausing to dig in with lip-covered teeth, drawing gasps from Jensen. When he reached the head he looked for a moment, relishing the wet fabric, loving the knowledge that he had caused this, for no other reason than Jensen wanting him. He leaned forward and licked, digging his tongue into the wet; tasting before wrapping his lips around the head and drawing fabric and flesh into his mouth, sucking hard.
Jerking hard, Jensen hissed out a long breath. “Jare? Not gonna get far if you don’t stop…I can’t…”
“Off.” Jared demanded, standing up. “All of it. Want you naked for me. Now.”
Jensen kicked off his shoes, bent to pull off his socks and whipped his shirt off over his head then fumbled with his jeans, “You too. You need to get naked too. Want to see all of you, Jared.”
They both scrambled onto the bed with little finesse and a lot of impatience. Jensen quickly found himself trapped under Jared’s long lean body and the soft skin, hard muscles and weight brought another bubble of precum to the head of his cock. Jared saw the shiver and his eyes went to Jensen’s wet head and he drew in a quick breath.
“Beautiful, Jensen. Every inch of you. And you fucking want me, don’t you? Want me.” Jared sounded a little awed by the whole situation.
“Yeah. Yes. I want you, so bad…please J. It hurts I’m so fucking hard.”
Jared kissed Jensen then, tongue diving in to sweep through the mouth that still tasted of him, and then pulled back to draw that plump lower lip into his mouth and suck. He looked down the length of Jensen’s body. “God, sucking me off made you this hard, huh? That’s so fucking hot. I want to explore every inch of you, lick you, feel you, suck you…but right now, I just need to taste your cock too bad to wait, k? Later. Everything…later.”
“Yeah.” Jensen sounded like he would agree to just about anything at that point and Jared smiled at him as he lowered himself to lay between those slightly bowed legs he had developed such a fascination with recently. He admired the sight of Jensen’s cock, wet and swollen, hard and needy before he dropped his head and licked a long stripe from base to head. Listening to the soft pants coming from Jensen, he dipped his tongue into the slit before drawing the impressive length into his mouth and sucking. The taste was intoxicating and he pushed for more. Drawing hard on Jensen’s cock, he felt the tremors wracking his body and knew it wasn’t going to be long before Jensen lost control. He found himself desperate for that to happen so he redoubled his efforts, sucking and licking, tongue finding the sensitive underside of the head and flicking into the slit to draw out the essence.
Jensen’s hands were clenching and unclenching on Jared’s muscled shoulders as he tried to keep himself from coming so quickly, but he was losing that battle and he shoved slightly at Jared in warning. “I’m gonna come, Jare. I..fuck…I can’t…”
Remembering the intensity of his own reaction, Jared took Jensen as deep into his throat as he could, feeling himself gag momentarily before forcing forward. Jensen cried out and lost it completely, hands slapping down hard onto the bed as his hips thrust upward and he came so hard his vision whited out at the edges. “God, Jared, fuck fuck fuck….” He twitched hard as the sensations became almost painful before Jared released his cock. Placing a kiss on the head before dropping to lay alongside Jensen’s legs and looking up at him, Jared rested his cheek on the lean hip.
Jensen tried to get his breathing under control as he glanced down at the man tracing soft patterns on his hipbone and watching him with smiling eyes. “Wow.” He grinned.
“Yeah.”
They lay there lost in their own thoughts and recovering for several long minutes.
on to 9b!
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