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withimpunityTitle: When Sandy's Away the Boy's Will Play
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: Adult
Words: 373
Summary: in which there's panties and Jensen is soooo Subby McSubberson.
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen are real people. They own each other, can't you tell?
Warmth floods Jensen cheeks as Jared crawls up the bed toward him, Sandy's lacy black, boy-cut panties between his teeth, grinning predatorily around the thin fabric.
"Dude, I -"
"Shh," Jared hushes him, placing one long, slender finger against Jensen's lips as he takes Sandy's panties out of his mouth and kneels between Jensen's legs. "You promised."
The flush creeps down Jensen's body, first his neck, then spreading out over his torso as Jared lifts one of his legs, bending it at the knees, and slips one of Jensen's feet into a leg hole. "It's just us, baby. Don't worry."
Jensen closes his eyes, feeling hot and sick with humiliation, but lifts his other leg for Jared anyway. Goosebumps prickle over his skin as he feels the lace scrape against his calf, then feels the material tight around both of his legs, the elastic stretched taut. Jared's large hands close around his hips, coaxing him to lift up, and his eyelids flutter open for a just a moment to see the dark glint of arousal in Jared's eyes and the slack in his jaw. Jensen lifts his hip and feels silk and lace caress his thighs, slide higher, tight elastic finally settling around the top of his ass and waist.
It doesn't feel much different than wearing briefs actually, his cock and balls are still all bunched up together, it just feels...nicer. Jared palms him through Sandy's panties and a whimper bubbles out of Jensen's throat; instead of scratchy cotton rubbing against him, its smooth, cool silk, now slick with his own pre-release, the lace lining the bottom of them tickling the inside of his thighs. He bucks against Jared's hand and Jared chuckles low and dark, hungry.
"God Jen," He growls, moving to straddle Jensen's hips, rubbing his naked cock against the material covering Jensen's. "You. Just. Fuck, I think I'm actually going to come." His nails bite into Jensen's shoulders as their bodies rock together and Jared wasn't lying; he comes with a shudder, flattening out against Jensen, too boneless and elated to care about the tacky mess between their bellies.
"These were Sandy's favorite," He says, sounding almost drunk as he bites at Jensen's throat. "Dude. She's gonna be pissed."
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: Adult
Words: 373
Summary: in which there's panties and Jensen is soooo Subby McSubberson.
Disclaimer: Jared and Jensen are real people. They own each other, can't you tell?
Warmth floods Jensen cheeks as Jared crawls up the bed toward him, Sandy's lacy black, boy-cut panties between his teeth, grinning predatorily around the thin fabric.
"Dude, I -"
"Shh," Jared hushes him, placing one long, slender finger against Jensen's lips as he takes Sandy's panties out of his mouth and kneels between Jensen's legs. "You promised."
The flush creeps down Jensen's body, first his neck, then spreading out over his torso as Jared lifts one of his legs, bending it at the knees, and slips one of Jensen's feet into a leg hole. "It's just us, baby. Don't worry."
Jensen closes his eyes, feeling hot and sick with humiliation, but lifts his other leg for Jared anyway. Goosebumps prickle over his skin as he feels the lace scrape against his calf, then feels the material tight around both of his legs, the elastic stretched taut. Jared's large hands close around his hips, coaxing him to lift up, and his eyelids flutter open for a just a moment to see the dark glint of arousal in Jared's eyes and the slack in his jaw. Jensen lifts his hip and feels silk and lace caress his thighs, slide higher, tight elastic finally settling around the top of his ass and waist.
It doesn't feel much different than wearing briefs actually, his cock and balls are still all bunched up together, it just feels...nicer. Jared palms him through Sandy's panties and a whimper bubbles out of Jensen's throat; instead of scratchy cotton rubbing against him, its smooth, cool silk, now slick with his own pre-release, the lace lining the bottom of them tickling the inside of his thighs. He bucks against Jared's hand and Jared chuckles low and dark, hungry.
"God Jen," He growls, moving to straddle Jensen's hips, rubbing his naked cock against the material covering Jensen's. "You. Just. Fuck, I think I'm actually going to come." His nails bite into Jensen's shoulders as their bodies rock together and Jared wasn't lying; he comes with a shudder, flattening out against Jensen, too boneless and elated to care about the tacky mess between their bellies.
"These were Sandy's favorite," He says, sounding almost drunk as he bites at Jensen's throat. "Dude. She's gonna be pissed."
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