raeschae | Just Like in the Movies (prompt 26, table 04)

Title: Just Like in the Movies
Author:

raeschae
Character(s)/Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Theme: Theme 04: Lover's Rock
Prompt(s): #26 - Surrender
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Just when Jensen thinks he's in charge, Jared turns the tables.

Warnings/Author Notes: Sorry it took so long to post – sometimes real life gets in the way. Also, sex (writing it) is my Kryptonite.

So Jensen's got Jared naked, sprawled out on the bed, face and chest flushed, mouth barely open and his breathing uneven. The way Jensen runs his tongue over his lower lip probably makes him look a little like a lion watching a pack of antelope or something, but Jared is naked, not to mention totally his for the taking.

This isn't the first time he's been the aggressor, but he's still not sure what he wants to do next. Well, he can think of a lot of things he wants to do but where to start is the question here.

Jensen strips his shirt over his head, catching the dark flash in Jared's eye when he opens the button on his jeans. He's pretty sure he could convince him to do just about anything right now. That alone is power Jensen's probably not noble enough to wield.

Climbing onto the bed, he rests a knee on either side of Jared's hips and leans forward to rest his weight on his hands and knees. He dips his head to nip at his collarbone and then laughs when Jared squirms and groans in frustration under him. “Problem?” he asks with a smirk.

“Nah.” Jared is lightning quick when he wraps his arms around Jensen's waist and flips them over. Actually, he kind of throws Jensen off to the side with a grunt and then rolls on top of him, but Jensen's pretty sure he was going for a flip. “I'm good now.”

Normally, Jared being all toppy is pretty much the hottest thing ever, but Jensen was all set to be in charge of this one. Running his bare foot up the back of Jared's thigh, he shakes his head and attempts a flip of his own, which ends up with Jared losing his balance and crushing Jensen into the mattress.

“Dude,” he grunts beneath Jared's weight. “I can't breathe.”

Jared just rolls onto his back, blinking at the ceiling. “Somehow, I saw that going differently.”

How this devolved from one of the hottest afternoons of Jensen's life to one of the most ridiculous, he doesn't know but it makes him laugh, sudden and sharp. “What the hell was that?”

Jared is laughing at his side, shaking his head a little. “I don't know, man. I thought I could hold you down with one hand and get your pants off with the other.” These jeans are tighter than some of his other work ones, so Jensen knows Jared's plan would not have worked. The thought of it makes him laugh again. “Shut up. It works in the movies.”

Rolling off the bed, Jensen rids himself of the rest of his clothes. It'd be a lot easier if he wasn't laughing so hard at Jared's fucked up logic. “Superheroes fly in movies, too, Jay. Vampires sparkle and sometimes the world blows up.” He lays back on the bed, an arm behind his head. “Oh, remember the one we watched the other night? The one where that dude totally averted the apocalypse all by himself.” He's not usually big on mocking the guy he's about to fuck, but if you ask Jensen, Jared has this one coming.

While Jensen is trying to come up with other ridiculous things he's seen in movies, Jared is busy sucking his way down Jensen's chest. It feels amazing, but Jensen's not about to let his thought train be derailed so easily. Jared interrupted his plans for the afternoon and that is unacceptable.

“Jensen?” Jared asks, breath ghosting across Jensen's hip. When Jensen leans up to look at him, Jared flicks his tongue across the head of Jensen's cock and Jensen can't help but rest his hand on the back of Jared's head to keep him close. “You gonna shut up now?”

God, Jensen can feel the brush of Jared's lips against him with every word and it's too much. Falling back against the pillows, he nods. “How the hell do you do that?” he asks on a laugh.

Jared just wraps his hand around Jensen's cock and drags it lazily up and down while his lips turn up into a half smile at the corner. “Do what?”

At this point, words fail him. Jensen wants to ask how Jared takes him from laughing like an idiot to so hard he can't see straight in all of three seconds. He wants to ask how he started this day in control and somehow ended up writhing around like a whore for Jared's mouth around his cock. Hell, he wants to ask how that conversation they started down in the coffee shop earlier somehow led to this.

Then Jared grips Jensen's cock, twists on the upstroke, and envelopes the head with spit-slicked lips that feel so awesome, Jensen can only grunt something so incoherent even he's not sure what it was supposed to be. It's not slow, tentative, sweet, or romantic; it's wet, dirty, sloppy, and perfect.

When Jared meets his eye and groans from low in his throat, Jensen grips a handful of his hair tight and fucks into his mouth harder than he probably should. Jared just groans around him, his eyes drifting shut in a picture of complete ecstasy. The image is better than any piece of art Jensen has ever created in his studio.

He's about to lose his mind when Jared releases him with a ragged, gasping breath, his fist a vice around Jensen's dick as he tilts his head back and strokes him fast until Jensen comes hard against Jared's throat.

With a cocky little chuckle, Jared flops down at Jensen's side and presses a kiss to his collarbone. “I win,” he mumbles.

Jensen's not one to concede defeat so easily but he has a feeling that he might be looking for a white flag by the time today is over.

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