This work was commissioned by the lovely @akwardlydifficult. Thank you so much for commissioning me! I had fun writing this :D
Light smut at the end! Minors, get out of here!
Yandere Gwen and the fem Reader
★ At first, it was hard to tell how Gwen felt about you. Her gaze lingered just a bit too long. Not cold, but not quite warm. Like she was studying you instead of just watching. Making you feel just a little uneasy. Even when she was still broken, you felt like you were being watched.
★ After being repaired by Frankie and Andi, you still feel eyes on you. Because there is. Gwen won't bother to hide it. Watching you like a child at the park. And she's the only adult in sight. It's not malicious. If anything, it's comforting now.
★ Gwen sees you as a queen. And her, your princess. Someone who should not only be worshiped. But looked after and adored. You're the apple of her eye. Her one true love. Even though you haven't realized it yet.
★ As a yandere, Gwen is the manipulative type. Never in a million years would she get violent with you. Never. Not ever. But that doesn't mean she can't hurt you. It just means the pain is psychological instead of physical.
★ It's easy for her manipulation to come off as concern. Working too hard? Gwen coaxes you to bed. "You did so well, but it's time for a break now." She says, trying to convince you to lay down with her. Where she can dote on you. And watch you sleep.
★ Gwen is very good at not letting her mask slip. It's what she's done her whole life. Kind of like having a tea party with Olivia. Smiling and laughing along to keep her playmate happy. Except now she wants to be there. And she won't be gutted afterward.
★ When you try to set boundaries, she doesn't argue. She just tilts her head and says "I'm sorry, my dear... I thought you liked it when I took care of you." Softly. Making you feel guilty for bringing it up.
★ You would never leave her. Right? You'll stay by her side, where she can keep you safe. Anywhere you want to go, she'll be there. It's not just devotion. It's fear. The fear of losing you. That's what motivates her.
★ She starts taking over small tasks for you. Brewing your coffee in the morning, sorting through your mail in the noon and charging your devices at night. Eventually, you stop doing it yourself. And that means more time with her!
★ It's funny how she insists on cooking for you. Making surprisingly decent meals for someone who doesn't need to eat. "Made with love," she says. Genuinely believing that makes it taste better.
★ Late at night, when everyone else is asleep, Gwen walks around your home. Testing each window and lock. Imagining worst-case scenarios if someone were to break in. She doesn't sleep much anymore. So instead, she guards your room.
★ As a last resort, she might lock you in your room. Putting you in "time out" until you can behave again. Giving you more than enough time to think. But she hasn't needed to do that. You seem happy to have her around. And really, that’s all she wants.
★ One thing you should know about Genevieve is that she's a very loving person. As any princess should be. She lets her friends know she loves them -like Andi and Frankie! The two are very dear to her. Just like you!
★ If you have other friends, Gwen won't get jealous. But she'll ask questions. Double checking the people in your life treat you well. "Do you trust them?" Is always the first thing she wants to know. Trusting your judgment more than her own.
★ In bed, Gwen is a service top. All her attention is focused on you. Her own needs coming last. It's not like she has any particular interest in intimacy. Whatever she does, it's for you. And only you.
★ It's not lust she chases. It's being close to you. and the connection that comes with it. Her hand rests gently above your heart. Feeling the steady thumping speed up when she does something you like. Letting her know she's doing a good job.
★ The way you come undone drives her mad. She doesn't need anything else. Just this. This one beautiful moment where you're all hers. And nobody else's. "You're mine." Gwen whispers. So faint you almost miss it.
★ Aftercare is her favorite part. Tending your every need. Wrapping you in a blanket. Quickly fetching you a cup of water and drawing you a bath if you need it. Determined to make you feel comfortable. Cared for. So you know how much you mean to her. Honestly, it's her favorite part.
Summary: You get what you want eventually, even if it means you have to be a good girl for it.
Request: Can you do a genneel x reader where they make the reader call them both mommy please?:)
Warnings: mommy kink, fingering, butt plug
“Are you going to be a good little girl?” Danneel’s perfectly shaped brow arches as she watches you. Crossing her arms over her chest, she hums, giving you the non verbal command to get on your knees for her.
You don’t dare say a word, only nod overzealously as you lower yourself to the ground. Biting your lip, your eyes flicker from the tall redhead to the petite brunette, awaiting their instructions.
“You can answer, baby.” Gen says, a gleam in her eyes as she sits back in her chair across from you, pulling up her flowy skirt to rest at her slim hips.
“Yes, I promise, I’m going to be good. Gonna be a good girl.” Your reply comes out fast, you want them so bad. But you know that you’re not going to get them straight away. You have to play their game and give them what they want in order to get what you want.
Tsking, Gen shakes her head. “You’re missing one word, baby.”
“Sorry, mommy. I’ll be a good girl.” She gives a satisfied grunt, leaning back in her chair and spreading her legs. Your eyes flicker once more, your breath hitching as you catch sight of Danneel uncrossing her arms to palm her tits in her hands. Her lack of bra sends shivers down your spine and travels to your core. Wet and waiting.
There are so many filthy thoughts flying around in your mind about what you want from them, what you want to do with them. Fuck. Your hips flex, pussy clenching around nothing. You can smell the arousal dripping out of you, seeping through your panties. God, you don’t know what you want first. Sucking on Danneel tits? Rubbing your pussy against Gen’s? Having Danneel ride your face? The possibilities were endless with the women that were looking at you like you were the woman that they had to destroy to save themselves. What a way to go.
“You look so good for us, sweet girl.” Danneel murmurs, crossing the room in a few steps to settle herself behind you, whispering in your ear. “You’re going to watch mommy play with herself.” You nod before she finishes. “You have your plug in, sweet girl?”
You nod once again. “Do you want me to show you, mommy? I listened, like a good girl.”
“Panties. Off. Now.” It’s Gen’s turn to speak. “Wanna see that pretty pussy, baby. I just know it’s wet for us.”
Whimpering at her words, you hook your thumbs into the waistband of your underwear and lean forward as you drag them down. Your ass on display for Danneel, now on her knees behind you instead of standing. Her eyes twinkle at the sight of the end of the glimmering plug that is pushed inside you.
When the fabric gets caught on your knees, you shuffle so you’re sitting on your butt instead of your knees. It gives Gen the perfect view of your soaking wet cunt. She groans. Gen’s fingers begin to rub circles on her clit, sliding down to her pussy to gather her slick to rub her clit again.
You forget how to breathe. Engrossed in her movement, you mewl when Danneel’s hands close around your thinly covered breasts. She harshly yanks the material down, her middle and forefinger pinches your puckered nipples. Fuck. It feels so good but you need her slender fingers elsewhere. Somewhere much more wet, more sensitive.
Gasping, you’re pulled back against Danneel’s bare chest, one of her hands reluctantly leaving your nipple to travel down your sternum, down your stomach, down to your soaking pussy.
God, please let her put her fingers in me! I need them so fucking bad.
As if she can hear your thoughts, she whispers. “You want mommy’s fingers in that sweet little pussy? That thick plug not enough for you?”
“No, it’s not enough. I need you. Please. I want you to fuck me with your fingers, while I watch mommy. Wanna watch mommy come. Please.” You pant, clinging onto Danneel’s wrists as you watch Gen pump her fingers inside of her pussy. You can hear how wet she is, how soaked her fingers are when she pulls them back out of her cunt. The squelching of her arousal becomes more prominent when she quickens her pace and you see her start to crumble as her palm hits her clit with every flick of her wrist.
Without warning, Danneel gives you what you have been begging for, but instead of only one of her fingers she shoves three of them inside you, making you scream at her abrasive actions. Your orgasm is almost instantaneous. The way Danneel touches you just sets a fire inside you, making your skin burn against her. The way Gen touches herself, teases herself in front of you to get you all hot and bothered and fuck do you know how it works. All it takes for you to fall over the edge is Danneel’s fingers plucking at the sensitive buds of your nipple then your clit as she continues to finger you.
Gen enjoys the way your mouth falls open as you come, as you writhe, as you convulse. She comes not a moment later, her juices drenching her fingers as she pulls them free from her pussy. It takes all of her strength to crawl over to you, pushing her digits to your bottom lip so you can taste her. Happily, you suckle at the arousal on her fingers, tongue swirling and gathering the slick she scooped from her core.
When you’re sure that you've sucked all the wetness from her fingers, you release them with an overexaggerated pop. You press your lips to Gen’s in a soft yet hungry kiss. “I think mommy needs to come. Can we make her come?”
“Make her come with your tongue, baby. Go get on your knees so I can play with my baby’s pretty little pussy. You’re going to come on my face next.”
This is a time stamp of the first New Year’s Eve that Y/n spent with Jensen, Danneel, Jared, and Genevieve. This is after the proposal and coming out to family at Christmas. This is 5k of pure smut and I am not sorry at all.
Word Count: 5k
Pairings: Jensen x Y/n, Jared x Y/n, Genevieve x Y/n, Genevieve x Jensen, Jared x Danneel, Jensen x Y/n x Jared
Warnings: Smut, oral (male and female), double vaginal penetration, M/F, F/F, M/F/M, slight M/M, no sister incest. This is intended for 18+, no minors allowed!
Jensen wrapped his arms around your waist as the countdown to the new year echoed in the background. As soon as you heard the crowd cheering to welcome the new year Jensen’s mouth crushed to yours. His tongue parted your lips and he devoured you thoroughly until you were breathless.
“Happy New Year baby girl.” Jensen smiled against your lips.
“Happy new year Daddy.” You gave his full lips another soft peck.
Jensen’s arms let you go and he turned to Danneel, you watched as she giggled when he tugged her hard to his body and his mouth moved to hers to give her a kiss as well. You turned your gaze towards Jared just in time to see his lips leaving Genevieve’s. Jared turned to you with a grin and he quickly pulled you into his side. You smiled up at him as you stood on tip toes to meet his lips. His mouth was on yours in a heated kiss that made you moan softly as your tongues danced together.
“Happy new year kitten.” He smiled as he nipped at your lips.
“Happy new year Jare.” You spoke as you gently stroked the stubble on his cheek.
Jensen broke the kiss with Danneel and hugged her against his chest. “Happy new year darlin’.”
A deep groan suddenly filled the room as it spilled from Jared’s lips and Jensen turned his attention toward the man to see the cause of that sound. The sight in front of Jensen made his own breath hitch in his throat and he let out a breathy “Fuck” in response.
Your hands were tangled in Gen’s soft dark locks and her hands were gripping at your waist as your lips smashed together. Your tongue danced along her bottom lip until her mouth opened for you. You moaned at the taste of her. She was sweet and her lips were so soft against your own. She pulled you in tighter against her smaller frame as you drank her down, both of you still pressed against Jared’s chest with one of his large hands on the small of each of your backs.
Jared’s eyes met Jensen’s and they shared a silent conversation that lasted only a minute before Jared’s hand left your back and he held it out to Danneel.
Danneel looked wide eyed at the two women in front of her before her eyes darted from Jared’s outstretched hand to her husband’s face.
“It’s okay.” Jensen looked at his wife, his words hesitant. “But only if you want to.”
Danneel bit at her bottom lip as she looked back up at Jared and she slowly took a step forward placing her small hand in his. Jared tugged her gently towards him, his hand slowly coming up to gently caress her cheek before he lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her tentatively, giving her ample opportunity to back away. When Danneel didn’t move away Jared deepened the kiss.
Jensen moved closer to you and Gen, effectively sandwiching you both between his body and Jared’s. You were breathing heavy when your lips finally left Gen’s only to have her lips replaced by Jensen’s on your mouth. His kiss was hard in comparison to Genevieve’s but full of passion and all too brief for your liking. When he pulled away he grinned down at you before turning his lust filled eyes to Gen. His hand went to the back of her neck and he pulled her mouth to his own.
The heat already pooling between your thighs only intensified as you watched Jensen and Genevieve together. The smaller woman was so beautiful she took your breath away. You had never been with another woman but now you wanted nothing more than to see what her soft flesh would feel like against your own.
Your attention was pulled from Jensen and Gen when a large hand tangled in the back of your hair and Jared tugged your mouth back to his. His mouth claimed yours until your lips felt swollen before he broke the kiss and you watched with wide eyes as he turned back to your sister and kissed her again.
You could only stare for so long before another set of hands were on your waist pulling you forward. You turned your eyes away from Jared and Danneel to see Gen grinning wickedly at you. With a giggle Gen's hands fell from your waist and she quickly took your hand, tugging you towards the stairs.
Jensen gave a quick slap to Jared's arm to get his attention before he was out of the room and hot on your heels, following you and Genevieve up to the master bedroom. Heavy footsteps and the click of heels on the floor let Jensen know that Jared and Danneel were following as well.
Jensen reached the doorway to his bedroom and his jaw dropped at the scene unfolding inside. You and Gen were locked together in a desperate kiss, only breaking apart as clothes were being discarded to the floor. High heels were kicked to the side as cocktail dresses were quickly stripped away and lingerie disappeared in minutes.
"Fuck." Jensen breathed again when in only moments the two of you stood naked at the foot of his bed. "I gotta be fucking dreaming." He mumbled to himself.
Jensen quickly began to shed the suit jacket he had donned for the evening as he toed off his own shoes. His eyes never left the two beauties before him as his fingers began to work the buttons of his dress shirt.
Jared speaking Jensen's name turned his gaze reluctantly back to the doorway where he saw Jared and his wife hovering. He could see the look of apprehension on Danneel's face and he quickly moved to her.
"It's okay Dani." Jensen cupped her flushed cheek softly before leaning down to brush his lips against hers in a tender kiss. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. If you want, you and I can just go back downstairs and be alone."
Danneel bit at her bottom lip as she looked up at her husband. She could see the desire in his eyes and she knew he wanted this. She inhaled deeply, her stomach tight and fluttering with butterflies.
"I think if you just relax sweetheart you would have a good time." Jensen stroked her cheek softly. "I love you and nothing that happens here tonight would ever change that, but it's up to you."
Danneel stole a glance up at Jared, who was still standing by her side, before she looked back at her husband and slowly nodded her head.
"You sure?" Jensen grinned.
"Yeah." Danneel breathed out her soft response. "I'm sure."
Jensen beamed down at her before he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her hard and deeply. "Remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to." He smiled and gave her another quick peck on her lips as she nodded her head.
Jensen slowly took a couple steps backwards as he let Jared take his place in front of Danneel. He watched the two of them together for a few moments until he knew Danneel was comfortable with what was happening before he turned his gaze back to the two other women in the room.
A deep groan bubbled up from Jensen's chest as he looked back to the bed to see you Gen locked together in the sixty-nine position. He had never stripped his clothes off so fast in life. He was pretty sure he had ripped his shirt trying to get the offending garment off quick enough.
When he was finally free of his constricting clothing he moved towards the foot of the bed where your head was buried between the brunette's legs.
"Damn, that's the hottest thing I have ever seen." He moaned as he watched your tongue delve between Gen's slick pink folds. He ran his warm calloused hand down the length of Genevieve's spine making her jump with surprise and her head lift from between your spread legs. She looked back over her shoulder to see who the hand belonged to and grinned as she saw it was Jensen.
"Jared's one lucky son of a bitch." Jensen smirked before his eyes moved down to meet yours as you continued to lap and suck at the pussy hovering above you. "But then again, so am I." He chuckled.
"I know." Genevieve's lips curled into a sultry grin as she continued to look back over her shoulder. "So, you just going to stand there and watch or are you going to fuck me?" She quipped.
Jensen pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and his cock twitched in response. "Hey Jare," Jensen called out as he looked back over his shoulder, "you mind if I fuck your wife?"
Jared lifted his head from where he was kneeling between Danneel's thighs as he pressed her against the wall. His hazel eyes quickly landing on Jensen's as he smirked. "As long as I can fuck yours." He chuckled.
Jensen shared Jared's laugh. "If she is good with it, then so am I brother." His eyes quickly moved to Danneel and his smile broadened as he saw the blissed out look on her face as Jared buried his face back between his wife’s legs, hooking one of Danneel’s thighs over his shoulder.
Jensen turned his attention back to you and Gen, taking another step forward to close the gap between himself and the foot of the bed. He bent slightly at the waist, his fist tangling in your locks, tugging to pull your mouth from the dripping slit in front of you. His apple green eyes bored into yours as he spoke low.
"You don't cum until she does. Got it baby girl?" His voice was demanding and you shivered at the deep timbre.
"Yes Daddy." You panted softly.
"Good girl." Jensen smirked as he used his hold on your hair to press your face back between Gen's open legs.
Jensen wasted no time as he released your hair, his big hands moving to grip Genevieve's wiggling ass in his palms. He gave the firm globes a squeeze before he dropped one hand down to his already throbbing cock. His hand pumped his cock once and then twice before he lined the thick head up with her slick entrance.
You could feel Gen moan against your cunt and your eyes snapped open in time to watch Jensen sink balls deep into her core in one smooth thrust. You groaned at the sight above you and your body shivered with desire causing your hips to jerk up to Genevieve's skilled mouth.
The room was quickly filled with heavy breaths, moans, and the sweet musk of sex. Your eyes fluttered closed for only a moment as Gen's mouth sealed over your clit and she buried two slender fingers inside of your aching cunt. Your body squirmed beneath her as the wetness seeped from your core.
When you opened your eyes again you were mesmerized by the sight above you, watching Jensen's cock piston in and out of Genevieve’s tight snatch as you lapped and nibbled at her pink bundle of nerves. Gen tasted so good on your lips, so sweet, as her juices dripped around Jensen's thick length to your mouth.
You alternated between sucking at Gen’s swollen clit to lapping at the slick length of Jensen’s cock as he began to set a steady rhythm plowing into the petite woman above you.
“Shit.” Jensen hissed, his fingers tightening on Genevieve’s hips as he felt the first swath of your tongue along his throbbing shaft down to his balls. His thighs began to tremble as you sucked at his heavy cum filled sac while he drove Gen crazy with his powerful thrusts. “Fuck baby, you...you gotta...shit,” his head fell back and he groaned at the double stimulation, “you gotta stop baby. You’re going to make me cum too soon.”
With a giggle falling from your lips you removed your mouth from his now slick balls before you returned all your attention to Genevieve.
Her moans were growing louder, vibrating against your core as Gen continued to stroke her tongue expertly against your wet petals. You closed your eyes as your hips jerked and bucked to meet the thrust of her fingers as she fucked you in rhythm with Jensen’s thrusts.
You felt your orgasm approaching quickly and you weren’t sure you were going to be able to hold it at bay until Gen came above you. Your hands gripped tight at her sculpted thighs as you struggled to ground yourself against the waves of pleasure coursing through you. It was all too much, you had never been so turned on in your life as you were right now. Just the view above you was enough to have your body strung tight as a bow string and you were ready to snap.
You were grateful for the sudden bounce of the mattress that drew your attention and momentarily derailed the freight train of pleasure that was rushing towards you. You shifted your gaze just in time to catch a glimpse of Jared’s body covering Danneel’s now naked form as they crashed to the bed together. You knew the instance Jared had sheathed himself inside of her by the half cry-half moan that fell from your sister’s lips.
“She tastes good doesn’t she baby?” You heard Jared’s sultry voice as he cooed to his wife an instant before you felt a cool rush of air against your sodden core as Jared tangled his hand in Gen’s locks and pulled her mouth from your cunt.
“Fuck yes.” Gen replied before her husband’s lips crushed against her own as he fucked Danneel beneath him.
You whimpered as your hips writhed, needing the attention of Genevieve’s mouth on your aching cunt. You heard Jared chuckle and could only imagine the smirk on his lips even though you couldn’t see him from your vantage point.
“Don’t worry kitten, “Jared panted, “going to make sure you’re taken care of.” With those words you felt Jared push his wife’s head back between your spread thighs. “Make her feel good baby, wanna see her cum all over your beautiful face.”
Gen hummed and nodded in agreement before her lips sealed around your throbbing bead once again. You cried out as your hips jerked to her mouth. You weren’t going to last, you weren’t going to be able to follow Jensen’s command. You were too close to the edge, it was all so hot; the soft squelching sounds that filled the air, the deep groans mixed with gasps and soft whimpers, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, just the thought of these beautiful people writhing and moving together in complete hedonistic pleasure was going to be your undoing.
“Daddy.” You whined pitifully as you felt the coil tightening further low in your belly.
“Don’t you dare fucking cum baby.” Jensen growled between clenched teeth. “Not yet.” Jensen gave a particularly hard thrust above you that had Gen’s teeth raking over your clit as her moans vibrated against your wet flesh making you cry out.
“Please, please, please.” You chanted breathlessly as the pleasure sparked through your core sending you closer to the edge of release.
You heard a grunted “no” fall from Jensen’s full lips an instant before his large hand pushed down on the small of Genevieve’s back making her change the angel of her hips, her thighs spreading wider as he pushed her slick cunt down to your face reminding you of the job you should be focused on.
Your whimpers were muffled against her heated core as she began to rock her hips in time with his thrusts, your nose brushing back and forth against her throbbing clit as she rode your face while Jensen hammered into her from behind.
Genevieve’s fingers that plunged into your sopping depths began to lose their rhythm, her mouth sucking at your clit lost its gusto as more pants and moans fell from her lips. Her body began to shake above you and you knew she was nearing her end but unfortunately your orgasm had begun to fizzle from her lack of attention.
Gen’s head snapped back and she cried out as her orgasm rocketed through her, her sweet juices coated your lips as it sluiced around Jensen’s cock while he fucked her through her release.
“Fuck sweetheart, feel so good cumming on my cock.” Jensen groaned as Gen’s hips rolled against his own while she shuddered and whimpered through the aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through her.
Jensen slowed his thrusts before finally pulling free and with a tap on Gen’s hip he urged her to roll off your body giving you time to finally pull in fresh gulps of air. Once your eyes could focus again they zoned in on Jensen standing at the foot of the bed, his large hand curled around his cock, stroking the thick length slowly as he watched his best friend fuck his wife on his bed.
Jensen stepped closer to the bed, the hand that wasn’t around his cock tangled in your locks before tugging you up to your hands and knees. His eyes met yours and he leaned down to kiss you hungrily and moaning at the taste of the brunette still on your tongue. “Need your mouth babygirl.” He growled as he broke the kiss and stood to his full height, guiding your mouth to the thick head of his cock as he once again turned his gaze to watch Jared fuck Danneel.
“You going to cum darlin’, going to cum on Jared’s big dick?” Jensen grunted to his wife as your mouth fully engulfed his rigid shaft in one swift motion. “Shit.” He hissed as your throat pulsed around his cock as you choked on his hardness.
Both of Jensen’s large hands fisted in your hair as he began to fuck your mouth. His deep groans of pleasure were drowned out by Danneel’s cries, both rang in your ears as you struggled for small gasps of air. “That’s it Dani, fuck, cum on Jared’s cock.” Jensen encouraged as he watched his wife fall apart beneath Jared.
The ache between your thighs was becoming unbearable as you listened to your sister scream out her orgasm while Jensen pounded your throat like he was fucking your cunt. “Please…Daddy…” You managed to pant as you pulled in large gulps of air as Jensen finally pulled his cock from between your lips.
“Don’t worry baby, me and Jared are going to take good care of you now.” He grinned as he reached down and gripped your spit covered chin, pulling you up towards him as he kneeled on the bed in front of you. He kissed your swollen lips, licking into your mouth with such tenderness it made your head swim. “You’ve been such a good girl tonight, so patient, we’re going to make you feel so good.” He gave the tip of your nose a kiss before he moved around you, lying himself on his back on the bed and motioning you to him.
You were eager to scramble up the bed and straddle his lap, eager to sink down on his throbbing cock. You were more than wet enough to take him in one go, savoring the burning stretch of your walls as he opened you up.
You both groaned as you began to roll your hips, grinding down on his stiff shaft and dragging your swollen clit deliciously against his pelvis. You were starting a rhythm, driving down on his cock and grinding before pulling back up until his thick tip rested at your entrance and then doing it again, and again, before the bed dipped behind you and the feel of Jared’s large hands sliding up your spine made you shiver.
“Need you Jare, need you to fuck me.” You whimpered as you looked back over your shoulder at him.
“I got you kitten, going to fuck that tight little ass nice and hard.” Jared moaned against your cheek before his lips covered yours.
You moaned into his mouth as one of his hands slid down your back to squeeze one ass cheek before his fingers dipped into the cleft of your ass to tease at the tight pucker there.
You broke the kiss, pulling back and panting softly, you don’t know what came over you but before you could stop yourself the words spilled from your lips. “No, want both of you in my pussy.” You couldn’t help yourself; you were so turned on you were aching and all you could think about was having both of them inside you, stretching you, filling you so full. You chewed at your bottom lip nervously as Jared stared at you with wide eyes.
“I don’t know baby,” Your eyes turned to Jensen as he spoke, “that might be a little… weird.” His eyes darted over your shoulder to Jared, “I mean our dicks you know, together…touching.”
You looked between them as they both seemed frozen in place looking at each other when finally Jared raised both of his eyebrows as he canted his head.
“Well, it…it might not be weird.” Jared gave a shrug of his shoulders before running his fingers through his shaggy hair, pushing it back out of his face.
Jensen seemed to think a moment longer, his tongue rolling over his full bottom lip as he looked at both you and Jared above him. You could feel his cock twitch against the clench of your velvet walls and a whimper left your throat as you rolled your hips once more.
“Shit,” Jensen grunted, adding a breathy “yeah, fuck…okay…let’s do it.” He moaned as his hands gripped your hips tighter to still your movements.
“Fuck yeah.” Jared echoed his friend with a smirk on his lips. In the next second Jared’s hand was pressing between your shoulder blades, pushing you down against Jensen’s chest.
Jared pulled back to look between your spread thighs, taking in the sight of your dripping cunt stretched around Jensen’s thick shaft, a groan left his lips as he lowered his hand almost hesitantly, long fingers slowly grazing along either side of Jensen’s cock against your slick puffy lips, gathering your slick on his fingertips.
“So wet kitten.” Jared purred as you and Jensen both groaned in unison at Jared’s touch.
Feeling a little surer of himself Jared began to slowly press one finger against where you and Jensen were joined. Another moan bleed from your lips as he worked his finger along side of Jensen’s cock until he was buried to his last knuckle. “You’re so tight. You sure this is what you want pretty girl?” Jared moaned against your skin as he placed soft wet kisses along your spine.
“Yes Jared, please.” You whined as you tried to rock your hips and push down harder to his hand and Jensen’s cock.
“Shh,” Jared soothed you, his free hand gripping your hip just below where Jensen’s hand already held you in place, both men keeping you still as Jared worked a second and then third finger inside you.
“Fuck Jared.” This time it was Jensen’s moan that filled the room as Jared’s fingers worked beside his cock, Jared’s knuckles rubbing back and forth along the thick vein on the underside of Jensen’s shaft as Jared opened you up.
“Please,” You keened as your cunt spasmed and clenched around the invasion, but it still wasn’t enough. “Please fuck me.”
Jensen’s thick arms wrapped around your waist and he held you tight against him as his lust filled gaze looked over your shoulder once more to meet Jared’s hazel eyes. “C’mon Jare, do it, fuck I wanna feel it.”
Jared began to pull his fingers free from your cunt as his free hand lined the hard swollen head of his cock against your already full slit. With a grunt he pushed the tip of his cock in beside Jensen’s and you squealed at the stretch of it. Jared’s large hands wrapped around your hips even as Jensen still held you with arms around your waist as Jared continue to sink deeper into your core, filling you like you had never felt before.
Your back bowed as you pressed your forehead to Jensen’s chest, your hands clung to his broad shoulders, nails biting into his skin as your body trembled in his arms. “Shi-it.” You cursed between clenched teeth as Jared finally bottomed out inside of you.
“Holy fuck.” Jensen grunted out as his head rolled back against the pillows and his eyes clenched shut. “So fucking tight.”
Jared’s body bowed over yours, his teeth raking over your shoulder as he groaned in pleasure, the three of you savoring the feel of being locked together so intimately. “Shit, that feels amazing.”
“Move, please move.” You whimpered, needing more, needing to be fucked until you couldn’t remember your name.
Jared moved first, slowly pulling back his hips, bringing cries of pleasure from you and Jensen simultaneously. As Jared pulled back Jensen’s hips raised under you, driving his rigid cock deeper into your pulsing center. They worked together flawlessly, rocking in rhythm and never leaving you empty for a second. You had never felt pleasure like this before, you were floating on waves of euphoria as they drilled you with expertise, like they had done this a million times before.
Incoherent babbling spilled from your lips as they ripped the first orgasm from you with startling speed. Your body was on fire, trapped between the hard ripple of muscles as Jared and Jensen moved together completely in sync. Your second orgasm built quickly on the heels of the first and your wordless cry echoed in the room.
The pain of being stretched and the overwhelming pleasure that only Jared and Jensen could bring you mixed creating the perfect storm to wreck you completely. You were a mess, your body like a limp doll that they moved between them with the power of their thrusts. You were coming undone over and over again until you felt you were going to shatter into a million pieces. Your arms flailed between them needing to find purchase on thick muscle to ground you. You wanted to touch them both. Your right hand reached behind you hoping to grab onto Jared’s forearm but instead you found Jensen’s hand where you wanted yours to be. It only registered for a moment in your pleasure filled brain that not only were they clinging to you but also to each other before the wave crested and you were drowning in another orgasm.
“Fuck babygirl.” Jensen moaned as another wave of your sweet juices spilled around his cock to drip down his balls. Your walls milking at the battling cocks inside of you as you came repeatedly.
“Shit,” Jared cursed as his head fell back and his body shook. “I’m going to fucking cum.” He grunted through clenched teeth. “I can’t…fuck…feels too good.”
“Fuck yeah, cum.” Jensen panted as his hips bucked harder under you. “I’m right behind ya, Jare.”
Jared’s body tensed behind you, the fingers of his left hand digging hard into your hip as he cried out your name and Jensen’s as he came. The feel of Jared’s cock jerking inside of you as rope after rope his thick seed filled you and covered Jensen’s cock was all Jensen needed to reach his own end. He couldn’t believe how good this felt, your slick velvet walls so tight around his cock and the feel of Jared’s hard silky cock rubbing against his own was a level of pleasure he had never known before. Jensen roared with his release, he clutched at Jared’s forearm as he held you tight to his chest with his other arm.
The three of laid in a heap for several moments, each trying to catch your breath and steady your pulse before Jared finally moved, his softening cock slipped from and you winced softly, only releasing now as you were coming down from your high just how sore you were going to be.
“Sorry kitten.” Jared gave your shoulder a soft kiss before he rolled to his back.
“Can you move babygirl?” Jensen smirked as he looked down at you and gently ran his fingers through your sweat dampened hair.
“Nuh uh.” You gave an imperceptible shake of your head. Your body felt boneless, even opening your eyes proved to be too much of a task.
Jensen’s chest shook under you as he chuckled. “A’right baby, here we go.” He gently rolled with you until you were on your side, nestled between both men. You whimpered in protest for only a moment as his cock slipped free from your battered core before you snuggled down against the blankets, already letting sleep claim you.
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“Jesus, how did we get so fucking lucky?” Jensen chuckled softly as he whispered to Jared over the top of your head as you slept nuzzled into his chest.
“Hell if I know.” Jared laughed quietly as his blue-green eyes drank in the three sleeping beauties that surrounded them. “But we definitely are two lucky bastards, man.”
“You got that right.” Jensen smiled, his emerald eyes crinkling at the edges as his eyes met Jared’s again. “Happy new year Jare.” He whispered, and without even thinking he reached out across your sleeping form and brushed a stray strand of Jared’s hair from his face.
Jared grinned almost sheepishly as he stared back into Jensen’s eyes, his cheeks heating at the tender touch of Jensen’s fingertips against his jaw. “Happy new year Stack.” He spoke softly as his large hand covered Jensen’s against his cheek for just a moment before Jensen slowly pulled his hand away.
“If this is any indication, it’s going to be a hell of a year.” Jensen’s full lips pulled into a smirk before he closed his eyes and let the warmth of the bodies curled up against him lull into a sweet sleep.
This is an aesthetic featuring Genevieve x Reader and I made this for @spnonewordbingo and the prompt I had was Free Space.
A/N: I don’t know if they deleted their blog but I will be finishing my square whether that is true or not. If they have moved URLs please let me know.
You smiled as an arm snaked around your waist, rousing you from your slumber.
You hadn’t yet been woken up by your alarm, and you sighed contentedly as mint fresh kisses were pressed to the back of your neck.
“What time is it?” you asked, keeping your eyes closed.
“A little after ten,” Genevieve replied, kissing behind your ear. “I turned off your alarm last night.”
You rolled onto your back, opening your eyes and glaring at her.
“Gen, I had-”
“Plans?” she interrupted, an eyebrow raised. “It’s your birthday. No plans are important enough to get out of bed before ten in the morning on your birthday.”
You sighed fondly, letting her card a hand through your hair.
“Are you mad?” she asked, pouting adorably.
“I suppose not,” you sighed, leaning into her palm.
“Good,” she smiled, leaning in until her lips were ghosting over yours, waiting for you to make the move to kiss her.
“I have morning breath,” you murmured, and she rolled her eyes.
“Kiss me, you asshole,” she grinned, and you obliged.
You placed a peck to her lips, smiling against them as she pulled you closer to give you a real kiss.
Finally pulling back, she rested her forehead to yours and closed her eyes.
“Happy birthday,” she whispered, and you kissed her cheek as you pushed yourself up onto your elbows.
“Thank you,” you smiled. “Can I go fix my breath now?”
“Only if you come back to bed after,” she allowed, sitting back against the headboard.
You laughed, stretching your arms over your head as you got to your feet.
Genevieve grinned as she poked your ass with her foot, teasingly kicking you towards the en-suite.
“Hurry up,” she called after you, and you threw a smiling frown over your shoulder.
“Why?” you questioned. “Do you have plans?”
She grinned, pulling her pyjama shirt over her head and revealing a lacy bra underneath.
“Plans to have lazy kisses and maybe a little birthday bed fun, yeah,” she told you, unashamed. “Get that fresh breath and get back in bed, baby.”
“I love you,” you grinned, opening the door to your bathroom.
You just caught her ‘I love you, too’ before you closed the door behind you.
Happy birthday, @ruined-by-destiel - have some Gen
Pairing: Confident!Reader x Young!Genevieve Padalecki
Word Count: 5,321
Warnings: F/F Smut, Strap on, Penetration with Inanimate Object, Hesitation, Virgin, Experimentation, graphic descriptions of sex.
A/N: Part 2 of my limited series. Read part 1 here. This chapter is a flash back to Genevieve and Reader’s college days.
Your name: submit
Here she comes. You can hear the click-clack of her shoes down the empty hallway. She is so recognizable by her rhythmic pattern, urgent and poised. You count the steps as the echo becomes clearer and nearer, until finally your door bursts open. Laying on your stomach, you face away from the door and watch her reflection in the windowpane.
“HELLO! Y/N! WAKE UP!” Genevieve jumps onto your back and starts thumping on your shoulders left and right.
“I wasn’t asleep.” You rest your chin in the seam of your book, as her weight presses you down into the bed.
“Hmmm?” She places her cheek on the side of your head and reads a fragmented page, “She was feeling ecstasy. Her soul was flooded with happiness.” Genevieve shifts your palm off the edge of the book curiously, “She had never anticipated that the utterance of love would produce such a powerful effect on her.”
Genevieve rolls over next to you, sighing deeply at the ceiling, “Ah, so romantic!”
“Yes, very romantic.” You say before you knowingly read the next line, “But it lasted only an instant.” You shut the book and sat up to put it on top of your dresser.
You turn silently to Genevieve, awaiting her to spill the details of this morning’s subject of conversation. She bites the corner of her lip and gnaws at it as she stares through the book on your night stand. You cross your arms, fighting the urge to break your ritual of allowing her to speak first.
“Those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand,” you recite, making Genevieve’s eyes shoot up to you with curiosity, “And at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain,” You pause to thoughtfully put your hand on your chin, as though you were trying to remember the rest of the quote, “Nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy,” You tilt your head at Genevieve, who is dazed by your recital, mouth hanging open and all. Your lips stretch into a knowing smile, “Nothing but gold.”
Genevieve can’t help but reflect your smile and turn it into something much more infectious and beautiful.
“Is that from the book?” She asks.
You nod, “Anna Karenina. It’s my favorite line.” You look out the window where the breeze shakes the leaves on the trees, “It’s a pretty drab book otherwise.”
Genevieve nods understandingly for a moment. She rolls to the edge of the bed and swings her feet over the side.
“What’s up Genny?” you pry as she plays with a loose thread on her knee.
She sucks in a cloud of air and speaks very quickly, “You’re really experienced right? I mean, I know you’ve had sex, at least a couple of times, right? I know we joke about sex a lot, but like ...we don’t actually really talk about it you know? I guess I just wanted to know if you could tell me something-” her arms are shaking by the end and she has to hold herself to hide her goosebumps.
You might have looked at her with amusement, if only you weren’t trying to catch up on all of her words and put them together in your head.
You wanted to ask what she was talking about, but it seemed she was also catching up on her breath.
“Of course.” you decide to affirm in case she was waiting for you approval.
She sighed deeply before continuing, head squarely facing the floor, “I really want to have a great experience the first time I have sex. I don’t want to fool myself into thinking it needs to happen a certain way, but I also don’t want it ending up a disaster.”
“Right.” you say understandingly, with a tinge of skepticism while you await her question.
“Have you had good experiences?” She peeks her eyes up from her lashes.
“Sure, I’ve had some great sex.” You roll your shoulders back as a particularly vivid memory sends a shudder down your spine.
Genevieve perks up and leans forward on the edge of the bedspread, “Is there a secret?”
You whip your head to her in confusion, “A secret?”
She lifts her shoulders and drops them down slowly, “A secret to it... to making it good?”
You raise your eyebrows as you process her question, first in surprise, then with thoughtfulness, then you chuckle knowingly, “Of course there is,” You let her hang on the edge of the seat before tapping her under the chin, “It’s you.”
She looks down at herself and frowns nervously. She seems displeased and confused by your answer.
“It’s good when you make it good.” You explain simply, “It’s good for men no matter what you do...or don’t do. The best way to make sure that it is pleasurable for you is to focus on yourself during sex.”
She sucks her top lip into her mouth and moves it in and out against her bottom lip. She looks up at you and furrows her eyebrows, “But what if I’m not enough? I want to make a really good impression.”
You roll your eyes and place a hand on her shoulder, “You’re not getting it Genny, you will make a really good impression. You are enough. You are more than enough, honey.” Her eyes twinkled, but not with any particular understanding, “Any man you allow to see you, touch you, or spend a minute with you is in for an experience they aren’t ready to handle. You are ambrosia and golden honey.” You wait for her to give any sign of acceptance, but searching her eyes gives you no answer.
“Listen Gen, you’re going to need to explore what makes you feel good. Make yourself feel sexy, focus on the good touches that give you the bad feelings, you know what I mean?” you smirk.
She pinches her fingers between one another inside of her folded palms.
“That’s not very specific.” She finally murmurs.
You let out a chuff of laughter, “You want me to draw you a diagram?”
Her embarrassment tinges you with guilt and you amend, “It’s just not the same if I describe it to you. Not if you don’t already know what I mean.”
She looks up at you hopefully with large brown eyes and asks so innocently, “You love me, right? We’ve known one another for a really long time,” She begins, leaving you to wonder where she is leading, “Would it be weird if you just showed me? So that I’ll know what I’m doing?”
Your eyebrows shoot to the top of your head and you lean your ear closer to her, making sure you heard correctly, “Show you?” you ask incredulously.
Her hair falls in front of her face, perfectly timed to hide her expression. You raise an eyebrow and lean back, impressed she had the gall to ask you something so out of the ordinary - no matter how many words it took her to get it out.
“I do love you Gen,” you think to yourself, My sweet little Genny. “You’re as close to me as I am to myself.” You put a hand on your forehead and exclaim, “I just didn’t think I would be pleasing you like I please myself as well!”
Gen’s head snaps up and she opens her mouth to protest, but silence hangs from her lips. Her face screams soundless embarrassment, so you chuckle and reassure her, “I’m teasing you,” you walk over to the door and make sure the latch is secured.
“I’ll show you everything I can to give you the best experience,” you walk back to the bed and place your hand on her shoulder as you lean behind her to draw the shades closed, “I’ll make sure you know exactly what you’re doing when the time comes.”
Her shoulder is hot where you placed your hand, and when you come face to face her skin is pink all over.
“So to speak.” you punctuate. She shakes the color out of her cheeks and blinks to look up at you with conviction.
“Okay.” She nods confidently.
You glance over her one more time, making sure the self-assurance in her eyes is solid and unshaken.
You place a finger on her cheekbone, tucking your thumb just under her chin. She stares into you with comfort and trust. You make your decision.
“Pay attention to every sensation you feel.” You say as your other finger begins to trail up her arm with a featherlike touch.
“Allow your nerves to pick up on every touch. If your nerves aren’t screaming at you then you aren’t paying enough attention to what it feels like.” You inch your face closer to hers and bring your wandering hand to her collarbone, “You should be swirling in tingles, unable to tell what touch is coming from where.” You brush your lips against her cheeks and see blood rush up to her skin.
“If you’re too distracted by one part, you’ll miss the opportunity to truly get your heart racing.” You whisper next to her ear.
“My heart is racing.” Gen breathlessly responds.
“Maybe,” you pull back from her ear and look down at your hand, now tracing over the curve of her breast, “But when you’re in your head thinking about whether or not I’m going to kiss you...” You catch her looking at your lips and tuck your finger just under the opening of her shirt, “You might miss what else is happening to your body.”
Her eyes drop down to your hand and you see the raised bumps along her chest, “You need to stay out of your head, and stay aware of what your body is feeling. Maximize your pleasure, minimize your thoughts.”
She gasps as you lean down to touch your tongue along the edge of her clavicle.
You come back up and gaze at her with allure, “Everything that comes into contact with your skin will feel different. A finger, a tongue,” You angle your head to the side of her neck and nibble lightly next to her protruding jugular, “and teeth.”
You begin to suckle at her neck, incapable of stoping yourself from tasting her warm and supple skin. You massage your tongue against her muscle and move your mouth to her vein, just to briefly feel how hard her blood is pumping.
You sit back and put your hands just above her hips, “Now there are two speeds you want to accept.” You slide your fingers just under the hem of her shirt on either side and unintentionally tickle her, “You either want devastatingly slow, otherwise known as sensual. Or fast like you are above a burning fire, which we know as hot and heavy.”
She sucks in her breath as you tug up on her shirt. You watch her expression and see discomfort cross her face. You stop halfway up her midriff and slide your hands behind her back, pulling her closer to you and moving your hands up and down her back, beneath her shirt. She holds her breath, so you bring your face to hers and place a feathery kiss on her lips. You feel her muscles loosen their intensity, but it isn’t until you slide your tongue in her mouth that she releases her lungs.
She seems to be drawn into you, like metal slivers to a swinging magnet. She boldly slips her hands under your own shirt and begins roaming your body beneath the clothing. In her moment of losing control she doesn’t notice you slip her shirt off of her, and likewise her hungry hands end up pushing your shirt practically all the way off. Between breaths you take the opportunity to rid of your shirt completely.
Her tongue roams your mouth and grazes along the edge of your teeth, presses into your tongue, and swirls like a silky whip between your lips. Whether or not she knows it, her fingernails press into your skin and drag down your sides with a firm pressure. You are intoxicated by one another’s ecstasy and you suck hard on her upper lip as she breaths heavily on you.
Her breath is haphazard, uneven. You use your thumb to rub on her earlobe while your other hand presses into her back, making sure she is close into you. She writhes into you as you kiss down her neck and begin to suck hard on the fleshy part of one of her breasts. Her eyes are closed in a dream state until you pinch the top layer of the skin on her bulging chest between your teeth.
Gen sharply inhales a breath and thrusts forward into your face, fluttering her eyes open. She looks at your provocative gaze and leans back onto her palms, looking you over.
“Wow.” she clamors.
“That’s what happens when you lose yourself-” you begin to explain, but her eyes tell you her intention was something different.
“You are...so sexy...” she says, abashed.
You are taken aback for a moment, but then smile alluringly, “Thank you Genny, you are-”
Again, she interrupts with disappointment, “So drab.” She looks down at herself, skeptical of her choice in underwear. “I’m wearing a Grandma bra or something.” She touts.
“You are more than appetizing, Genny. We’re wearing practically the same thing.” you attempt to ease her ridiculous worry.
“Yeah, you’re like a size D, any guy would love to play with your tits whether you were wearing a tarp or lace.” She proclaims in horror.
“Genevieve, guys are thrilled you let them see your breasts, they don’t care what they look like. Honestly. Any guy who shames you for something out of your control is garbage and doesn’t have the joy of touching you. Inside or out.” You wink.
She appears to ponder your message, but still seems self-conscious.
“You are as sexy as you feel. It exudes from within you.” You sigh and grab her delicate hands, teaching her the most important lesson of seduction.
Genevieve doesn’t seem entirely convinced, but she turns to face you with that deadly doe-like stare, “I think we should try again tonight. I want to get the right lingerie..”
“Gen-” you start to protest and she cuts you off sharply, “It’ll make me feel sexy! I won’t be in my head as much!” She declares with a fist into the mattress.
“Besides... you are just so feminine and everything I wish I could...” Gen trails off enviously eyeing your body, “I just... you’re so much more womanly than I am.”
“Genevieve!” you object and screw up your face at her; prepared to complain about comparing herself to others, and argue that besides all of that she is the perfect image of a woman - delicate, soft in all of the right places, just curvy enough without being provocative- but her face was set and you knew her decision was made.
You sigh and drop your shoulders, leaning back onto your elbows, “Alright. I’ll be ready when you are.”
She flashes a victorious smile and grabs her shirt, pulling it over her head excitedly.
“Great! I’ll see you tonight!” She beams and leans down to throw a quick hug around your neck.
She hops off to the door and you watch her as she goes, bouncing in all the right places.
“Oh girl.” you sigh after she closes the door behind her
“Y/N?” You hear a voice peer out from behind your door and the door clicks closed again.
“I’m ready now.” Genevieve’s voice is silky and low, turning your head in her direction.
She wore a wrap dress which she untied and allowed to slide off of her slight shoulders.
You smile at her entire aura, filled with satisfaction and the energy of a femme fatale. She is prepared in a strapless lace bustier, complete with garter belt and stockings.
“Great,” One of your eyebrows can’t help but raise along with your tilted smile, “I’ve prepared something as well.” you say as you crouch down to the end of the bed and pull out a box of specialties for secret or unexpected occasions.
You lift out a particularly sturdy contraption of leather straps. Genevieve is puzzled but mostly surprised at it’s interwoven appearance.
“It’ll help you to think of me as less feminine.” you say appeasingly.
You latch it around your hips and down the top of your legs, and bow down once more to select a non-threatening dildo to emulate a comfortably average sized penis.
Genevieve’s face is pulled back in surprise, tinged with a sense of awe. She accents with a gulp, dipping her head in a half-nod.
“Come here.” You signal Genevieve toward the bed.
You allow her to slide up onto the bed, crawling next to her, placing a knee on either side of her legs.
Her body seemed rigid in some way, like it wanted to exude sex appeal, but it was too planned and concentrated.
“I want you to know how to please yourself, not please someone else.” you reiterate to Gen, but assure her, “If you’re having a great time, it will make anybody else involved so much more satisfied.”
“If you want to fulfill your partner, get yours first.” You take her hand and select a finger amongst them, “But to better understand what effect you have on someone else, you should have it done to you at some point.”
She twists her face up at you, “What do you mean?”
You place the selected finger to your lips and explain, “You don’t have a dick for me to show you, but you can always practice your technique on a couple of fingers.” you press your lips tightly over her finger and suck on it mercilessly while swirling your tongue around the finger in circles, up and down. You graze your teeth very gently up from the bottom knuckle to the tip of the finger.
As your suction puckers off the top you place a finger to her shapely lips, “Let’s see what you’ve got.” you click your tongue.
She initially stares into your eyes as she takes your finger deeper into her mouth, attempting to swirl and massage your finger as you did to her own. She daringly takes a second finger alongside your first, closing her eyes with a serene calmness to her face.
Her suckle makes you tingle in the pit of your stomach and it runs up your spine as you utter, “Be sure to make it really wet.”
She nods up and down with a rhythm as she holds your palm in both of her hands. She lubricates your fingers as directed and smacks her lips just above them as she pulls them out.
You hold your arm back and use the opposite hand to sturdy yourself as you crawl to her thighs. You place your free hand on her hip, preparing her for your most sensitive lesson, “I can tell you are a little bit scared,” you start.
“No, I’m not!” Genevieve argues, but you tug on the side of her panties, looking at her delicate pussy knowingly, “Well, then you’re not very aroused. Either way, in your ...situation... you need a little bit of lubrication,” you say as you draw your hand and flash the glistening fingers.
“I’ll ease you into it so that you aren’t too shocked or..” you take one of your fingers and touch the outer lip of her vagina. She squirms at your contact, but remains determined to stay patient and ready for her lesson.
“Don’t forget to breath.” you remind her just before you push one finger into her, sliding gracefully past her lips and into her soft bumpy interior. You take a moment to enjoy the firm pressure of her walls against your finger, and slither your finger against one bump in particular. Genevieve catches her breath and you are intoxicated by the combination of her movements, her sounds, and the silky smooth interior of her pussy.
Without warning you plummet the second finger inside of her, and although it pushes back against you tightly you get the desired reaction. She writhes in your hand, moving her hips side to side, which presses her thighs into your arm. You feel as though she was going to consume your whole body.
“You okay?” You ask tenderly, and just as quietly and sweetly she whispers to you, “Yes.”
You wiggle your fingers to make sure there is enough freedom for her to remain comfortable when you penetrate her with the strap-on. For good measure you give her inner wall a couple of strokes, looking for the best angle of her enjoyment.
No matter where you move she vibrates with sensitivity, so you take the opportunity to press your thumb onto her clitoris. A ridge is slowly forming beneath your thumb as she generates her own lubrication plentiful.
You withdraw your fingertips and think you catch an almost imperceptible sigh from Genevieve. You unhook her garters and pinch the sides of her panties, pulling them down from side to side. She wiggles her butt to assist your removal until you can toss them to the side of the bed.
You crawl up along her body, one limb at a time until you are face to face with her again.
“You good?” You check in with Gen.
“I’m good.” she reciprocates.
You position your faux-cock between her thighs and use your thumb to guide it to the right place. Gen closes her eyes in anticipation, but when you rake the tip against her, she pinches her brows together. Carefully, you proceed to push the tip inside of her but she winces again.
You sit back on your heels and watch her open her eyes in surprise.
“What’s wrong?” She asks expectantly.
You give her a nefarious smile and place your hands on either of her thighs, pressing into them to keep them from closing together. She doesn’t ask any further, but watches as you lean your head down to her hips. You inhale her scent, like mangoes and honey - as strange as it was.
You gathered some saliva in your mouth before extending your tongue between her lips, gliding from her opening to the plump clitoris at the top.
Finally, she released a moan she seemed to have held in up to this point. It was shaky and guttural, a primal noise. You tingle with joy, and give her another lick for good measure.
You come back up to her and punctuate, “The more aroused you are, the easier it all moves inside of you, but in this case to make due with what we have I can add a little bit of moisture for you. Hopefully, it’s size is just enough that you are extended properly.”
She is so drunk on sensation that she isn’t paying much attention to your words. You go on and insert the tip inside of her, making her back arch up to you. Although she seems calm and collected, you notice a tremble to her shoulders. Before you continue on into her, you place a hand under her neck, and another on her waist.
“Am I scaring you?” you ask gingerly, squeezing her waist and circling a finger on her neck, “Open your eyes Genny.” you coo at her.
She opens her eyes and they are slightly red and damp, “I’m okay, really.” she says with sincerity.
You weren’t sure how to approach the situation, looking into her eyes. But suddenly you tighten your grip on her and roll over so that she is on top of you.
“Listen to me,” you guide her as she looks into your eyes with hope and tenderness.
“I want you to sit up on my thighs, just below the cock.” you push her up to sit on you, as she uses her arms for leverage against your chest.
She adjusts on top of you as you instructed and awaits her next steps. You take her hands and interlace them in yours, allowing her to put pressure into your palms to balance.
“This is the best position for you to be in total control. It will keep you feeling confident, in charge of the situation, and capable of finding the most pleasurable angle and speed for yourself.” You assure Genevieve.
She nods but doesn’t move.
“You’re going to hover above the penis, then slide down at your own pace. Take as much of it as you can handle at a time. You can put your hands on his hips to keep them from thrusting up impatiently. Press down into your hands and relieve as much of your weight in your hips as you can take.” You watch her follow your words with her movements.
“It will not feel immediately enjoyable, just get all the way down when you can, and then take a moment to pause and breath.” you instruct.
You watch as she lowers herself onto you inch by inch, a look of concentration and concern twisted on her face. By the time she sits all the way down on you, her face is filled with relief.
She starts lifting herself up and down on the artificial member and you place your hands on her hips, “Not like that,” you use your thumbs to guide her, pressing into her hip bones so that she gyrates at an angle, “It’s more front to back than it is up and down.”
She gulps as she feels the significant difference in the effect, “Uh-huh.” she agrees, and you continue, “The in-out motion doesn’t give you much affection. A sweeping movement will give you a rubbing sensation, both inside, and if you’re lucky on your clit as well.”
She follows the track of your fingertips, but eventually you place your hands behind your head. She looks at you as though somebody made the wrong move, so you have to explain to her, “You have to play around on your own. Every woman is made differently.” You smile up at Genevieve.
“Move at different angles, swing your hips a few directions.” You nod and watch her experiment on top of you.
Her breasts heave in her bustier, which has been sliding down centimeter by centimeter over the last hour. The tops of her nipples are showing, and they tease you with their appearance and disappearance. Gen pushes up and down on top of you, and her hair falls in front of her face in locks of black shadows across her face.
“Come here a moment.” You wave her toward you, and she obediently leans into you. You reach around her to unhook her bodice, one hook after another. She doesn’t say anything, but when you unlatch the final hook she lifts herself back up as you toss aside the bustier.
“As beautiful and sexy as lingerie is, don’t let it restrict you from your freedom. You are gorgeous. Use your flexibility to explore and lose all of those thoughts that ground you.” you say this as you sweep your hand up her stomach, between her breasts, and over top of her chest.
“Focus on the feelings.” You remind her of her former lessons earlier in the day, and she closes her eyes to remove visual distractions.
You continue sweeping all around her body, roaming from her thighs to her ribcage, just under the curve of her breast. You lightly touch the full part of the bottom of her breast, ignoring her caramel-pink nipples. You swoop up the side of her breast to the top slope of it’s natural curve. You slowly encircle closer and closer to her nipples, without ever actually coming into contact with them. You dive your hand down between her breasts and down her navel.
“Suspense is the driver of arousal. It will only heighten until you can’t take it any more.” You say as her chest heaves heavier and quicker with deep breaths. A few more laps around her body and she couldn’t take the lack of touch where she needed it most and grabbed her own nipples. She pinched them, pulled lightly, and encircled with her thumb to her body’s content.
While she was focusing on one of her hot spots, you placed a palm on her belly and gently pushed her back, “Lean back some, and grasp my legs behind you for support if you need. In this position you can both watch you being entered while also seeing your full body, and those breathtaking breasts.”
Genevieve’s face was flushed, although most likely not from embarrassment but from blood rushing all over her body. She was working hard, and she looked tired and hot and very aroused.
When she leaned back just enough you added, “One more benefit,” as you placed your hand on the innermost part of her hip, “Either one of you can please you externally as well this way.”
You place your available thumb on her clitoris, plump and red with blood flow. Gen hisses her delight and quickens her pace of hip rotations. You pause for a moment to lick your thumb generously and she growls her displeasure.
You smirk tauntingly, but place your thumb back on her bundle of nerves. Without needing to do much circling of your thumb, she aggressively gyrates around your hand to stimulate herself with your hand.
“Try doing it all yourself sweetheart.” you coax by grabbing her hands and placing one on her breast, while guiding the other to her clit.
She hungrily touches herself while you take the opportunity to support her back with your hands, and compensating her distraction by coming up to meet her with thrusts of your own. It’s difficult with her weight pressing you down into the bed, but watching her lose herself in her pleasure trance gives you a euphoria of your own. You are hypnotized by her essence, being pulled into her and out of her without much control of your own body.
Her hair falls all over her face, her chest, her shoulders, and is tousled all over the top of her head. Her body isn’t perfectly rhythmic, but it is determined and turned on, and you are high off of her every move.
“Yes baby,” you say breathlessly.
“Oh, Y/N,” she gasps back at you in a blaming tone.
You wrap your hands around the side of her to grip her petite and perfectly round ass. You dig your nails into her skin and grab at her greedily. You place one hand high on her back and pull her down to you so that you could place your mouth on her perky, erect nipples. As soon as your lips touch her puckered skin she began convulsing from her legs up to through her arms.
She growled a very unsteady, “Ohh,” followed by an exasperated, “Y/N!”.
Her thighs clench around your hips and her knees dig into your waist as she throws her head back and reaches for your legs to keep herself from falling back entirely. She digs her nails into the sides of your knees, and suddenly she folds herself forward onto your stomach.
Genevieve is quiet for a moment and huddled into a folded mess around you.
“If there is any chance he hadn’t cum before, the sight of your heavenly orgasm would make him explode right then.” you say somewhere between snarky and severely impressed.
“Are you sure?” she questions between breaths against your ribcage.
“You were irresistible.” you assure Gen.
“Lose control to your senses and you will have a great time.” you begin to pat the top of Genevieve’s head as she removes herself from your hips and cuddles up next to you, placing her head on your shoulder.
You know you have to take off your dildo and clean the mess she’s made of you, but she crosses her arm over you and grabs for your free hand.
She laces her fingers through yours and sleepily whispers, “I just need little a nap.”
You take a breath of cold air in as the vent above beings to blow around the room. You kiss the side of her hair fondly and whisper back, “Of course, Genny.”
Characters- Jared x Sister!Reader, Gen, Jensen, Misha
Words- 1489
Request by Anonymous- Hi I recently lost my sister because she was texting and driving. So can I request one where the reader is a part of the Supernatural cast and she is Jared’s younger sister? One day she is in the car driving and she is in a group text with everyone and Jared sends her something funny and she starts replying but then gets hit by a car. She is sent to the hospital where she dies? Can you add that Jared and Gen start a campaign to stop texting and driving and they bring it up at a convention? <3
Warnings- Texting and driving, don’t do it, character death, sad
A/n- This is just really sad.
Tags- @whovianayesha
You were having a little cast party after you had finished up season 11, you were all hanging out in your trailer sharing some drinks with Jared, Jensen, Misha and Gen who had stopped by.
“Shut up!” You shout at your older brother who was again telling embarrassing stories about you.
Jared chuckles, “Yeah up till she was 15 years old she used to run into my room because she was scared of the thunder,”
“Wait for a second, didn’t she run into our room last year when she was spending the night because of the storm?” Gen turns to Jared, laughing.
You choke on your drink, “I did not!”
“It’s okay Y/n, we will never judge you, we all have fears,” Jensen rubs your back, but even he couldn’t hold back a laugh.
You roll your eyes, “I hate you all,”
“Well, we love you!” Misha shouts.
You loved the guys, you really did. They were your family, you weren’t just Jared’s younger sister. You grab yourself another beer and laid on Jensen because he was closest to you. After another hour you had checked your phone to see it was getting pretty late and you needed to get home.
You clear your throat and stand up, “Well I need to start heading home guys, it’s getting pretty late,”
“Want me and Gen to drive you home?” Jared asks you.
You shake your head, “I am alright guys,” You hug everyone. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” Waving you leave your trailer.
“Y/n wait up!” Jared shouts after you, Gen following him close behind.
You turn around and walk towards them, “What’s up?” They look at each other.
“We have some news and we thought you should be the first to know,” Gen smiles at you.
You squint your eyes, “Okay?”
“Gen and I are expecting baby number three,” Jared watches as a smile grows onto your lips, you were so happy.
You pulled Jared into a hug, then Gen, “Oh my god, congratulation guys! I am so happy for you!”
You guys said your goodbyes and you jumped into your car. You drove off.
~~~~~
You were sitting at a red light when your phone vibrated, you normally did not check your phone but you were at a red light. You slide to unlock and saw it was the group chat.
Jared was the first messaged, “Told the guys, they are super excited,”
Gen sent the second, “I thought they were going to explode,”
Jensen’s text popped up, “I am so happy for you guys, I heard they told you first Y/n, Jared, Gen have you considered any names?”
You thought for a second, were they texting in the same room? “Dude’s are you texting each other while in the same room?” You put your phone down and started driving again. Your phone vibrated and you quickly looked at it.
Jared and Gen's message went through at the same time “Maybe?” You couldn’t help but laugh, your brother hasn’t changed a bit, and he met his perfect match. After you finally put your phone down you felt something crush and your world go black.
~~~~~
Jared’s Point of View
I was pacing around my trailer, Y/n hasn’t called to let us know she was home. I hope she is okay. It wasn’t like her to just not send a message when she gets home.
Gen walks over to me, “Jared she probably is already home and fell asleep,” I could tell by the tone of her voice she was not believing in what she was saying.
I run my hand through my hair, “It’s Y/n Gen, she always tells us when she is home, no matter what time it is,”
When I heard my phone ringing, something went off in my head and everything felt wrong. It seemed like any happiness or hope I had was pulled from my body. I heard my cell phone ring.
“Are you Mr. Padalecki?” My heart sank.
I could feel the tears swell in my eyes, “Yes,”
“There was an accident, you’re sister crashed and he is on her way to the hospital,” I stopped paying attention. My baby sister was in the hospital because she was looking at her phone and crashed. I dropped my phone and my mind went blank.
Gen shook me hard, “Jared?” She calls out but I toned out the entire world, “Jared!” My wife is shouting but I couldn’t bring myself to answer her.
“Y/n,” I finally say, Gen, walks over to me slowly and wraps her arms around me.
She grabs her keys, “Let’s go,” I walk towards the car. Afraid of what I might walk into.
~~~~~
I ran into the Y/n hospital room leaving Gen still at the car. As I opened the door my heart dropped. My little sister was laying in a hospital bed fighting for her life. I couldn’t bring myself to walk any closer.
Jensen grabs my shoulder, “I am so sorry Jared, the doctors said she had lost control and crashed into a tree,”
I shook my head, “That’s not possible Jensen, Y/n has always been such a careful driver, there is no way…”
Jensen pulls me into a tightly hug, “The doctors say she was on her phone,”
“It’s my fault,” I choke.
Gen finally catches up to me, “Jared this was not your fault okay,”
“If I had just, I knew she was driving home…”
Jensen groans, “No one is placing blame on anyone, right now we need to focus on Y/n, okay?”
“Okay,” Gen and I say in unison.
~~~~~
“This is when Jensen, Misha, Gen, you, and I all went the the beach, I remember it because you had gotten a really bad sunburn and Jensen and I couldn’t stop laughing, I had to carry you all the way back to the beach house,” I chuckled showing Y/n the picture, it's been weeks since she first got here and she wasn’t getting any better.
Jensen rolls his eyes, “Remember Misha, he had fallen asleep at the beach house and we through him into the pool?” I couldn’t help but laugh.
Gen walks in with coffee, “Hey, I bought coffee for you and Jensen and,” She pulls out a picture of her sonogram. “It’s gonna be a girl, Y/n, you gonna wanna be awake when Jared tries to handle this,”
I grin, “I’ll be fine, I had my sister growing up, I'll do fine,” Jensen laughs.
“Yeah, and I am gonna meet Big Foot!”
I look at Y/n, “You are gonna watch me take care of a girl,”
Gen smiles sadly, “You know what she would say right now, she would say ‘what a little Daddy’s girl she is gonna be, the boys will run from her because of her father,’”
“That sounds like her,” I brush some hair behind her ear. “Please wake up, remember we wanna go away again, go that beach house, maybe this time Misha won’t fall asleep this time,”
~~~~~
“Mr. Padalecki?” I heart fell into my chest, Gen’s eyes wandered to me. I knew that tone, it's the one you hear on tv or to someone, this wasn't supposed to happen to her.
I stand up slowly, “Yes?”
The doctor sighs, “We did everything we could, there isn’t much left we can do,”
“What does that mean? What do you mean there is nothing you can do? You are a doctor, you're supposed to help people!” Tears swell in my eyes.
He shook his head, “We need a signature,”
I signed the papers and walked over to Y/n, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She wasn't supposed to die.
“It’s all my fault,” Gen pulls me into a hug. “I need to say goodbye,” Jensen and Gen left to give my privacy.
~~~~~
Months Later
“You sure you and Gen wanna do it alone?” Misha asks us for the thousands time.
I sigh, “We are sure Misha,” Gen and I walk onto the stage, the fans screaming as always.
“Hey everyone!” Gen waves at everyone, as the fans slowly stop screaming we decided to tell them now.
I look towards the crowd, “I know it’s been a long few months, and we have something to announce to everyone,
Gen puts her mic closer to her mouth, “Jared and I have started our own campaign after the loss of Y/n, we realized how real texting and driving is. And we wanna put a stop to it before something like this happens to someone else,
“This is a major problem that needs to come to an end, not a single text is worth it, there is not a single thing more important than your life. If it's not for you than it is for the person in front of you or the car,”
You had no idea how you ended up with the two hottest people on the planet, you were too lucky to have both of them in your life.
Genevieve was underneath you, licking at your clit as you did the same to her, sucking her lower lips into your mouth. Jensen was pushing his cock inside your pussy, moving at a leisurely pace but it still made you feel both of them, made you feel the pressure building up inside of you, both of them working in total synchrony.
Jensen groaned as he felt you gyrate your hips against him, and Gen chortled under you, feeling you become weaker under hers and Jensen’s ministrations. You were almost too incapacitated to move or do anything when they sped up their actions but you dove in deeper, you tongue passing through the barricade of Gen’s hole, circling inside her cunt.
She moaned, her back arching and that was all you needed to pick up your pace and she was close to coming, wriggling and writhing to get you to back away from her but you wasn’t going to let her get away from you before she came, so you sucked a little harder and rubbed a little faster.
Gen had one hand wrapped around your thigh and the other on Jensen’s, her fingers digging into the meaty flesh of his thigh as all she saw was white clouds in a black sky.
Needless to say, in no time, the three of you were completely spent unable to control your breathing but that didn’t matter because you were wrapped up in the arms of the ones you loved and nothing could beat that.
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