Summary - Jared rents out a private island resort for his and Jensen's wedding. But will it be all champagne and flowers?
A/N - This is a timestamp for American Virgin (Written for @jld71, happy belated birthay!!) It's linked at the top of the Ao3 post. I highly encourage you to read the first part first, but there's also some backstory in this fic as well.
I've had a lot of detrimental things happening in my life these past few months, but it feels good to be posting something again! I've been working on this since last summer!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 7/7
Fandom: Supernatural RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Chad Michael Murray, Sandra McCoy
Additional Tags: Dom/sub, Teacher-Student Relationship, Breathplay, Light Bondage, Desk Sex, Spanking, Rimming, Dirty Talk, Masturbation, Fingerfucking, Finger Sucking, Blow Jobs, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Orgasm Control
Series: Part 1 of Homework Verse
Summary:
Jared’s eighteen and in his senior year at a private school in San Francisco. He’s coasting pretty on his parents generous school donations—until his seventh period Physics teacher gets replaced with the maddening, infuriating, gorgeous Mr. Ackles. Jared’s gotten by all his life on his money and his charm, but Mr. Ackles seems to think he needs some... lessons in self-control. The journey their relationship eventually takes them on turns out to be far more than either of them ever bargained for. ((Toppy!Teacher!Jensen in glasses and Student!Jared in private school uniform included))
Summary: Drawing inspiration from a question they got during their panel, Jared has fun messing around with Jensen backstage.
Pairing: Jared x Jensen (background J2 x Violet Brinson)
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Ephebophilia/Paedophilia Kink
Tags: dirty talk, name calling, semi-public sex, bottom!Jared, top!Jensen, bratty!Jared, a bit of top from the bottom, discussion of paedophilia, ephebophilia, dirty talk about younger girls, references to The Boys, references to Jared/Violet Brinson, references to Walker, voyeur kink, filming kink, hand-job, blow job, deepthroating, butt plug, anal sex, feminization, creampie, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT
Word Count: 1,834
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A/N: This is probably one of the more disgusting things I’ve ever written. I wasn't sure if I was even gonna post it 😅 Please read the warnings before proceeding. In no way does this reflect how I feel about Jared and Jensen, this is purely a work of fiction.
The adrenaline from stage was still coursing through their veins, giving them the giddy high that they’d never quite gotten used to from being up there during those panels. Jared walked ahead of Jensen intentionally, pacing his strides in a way that pulled his jeans tight over his ass with every step he took, and he knew without checking behind him that Jensen was watching him closely their whole journey back to the green room. They’d exchanged a very brief look on stage after that question, and Jared hadn’t been able to pull his mind out of the gutter since. The moment the door shut behind Jensen with their bodyguard and convention handlers safely on the other side, Jared spun on his heels and trapped Jensen against the wall, doing his best to tower over him, a knowing smirk plastered on his wide lips.
“You’re incorrigible, y’know that,” Jensen gave him an admonishing smile, his brow raised in a look that Jared was all-too-familiar with.
“Look me in the eye and tell me you haven’t been thinking about it since that girl told you her age,” Jared breathed, his lips skating temptingly-close to kissing Jensen but refusing to close that final breadth of space. Teasing. Waiting. He flicked his gaze up to meet Jensen’s with heavy-lidded eyes, staring through the haze of his lashes as the older man swallowed audibly and took a deep breath, but refused to answer with any actual words. “How hard are you right now?” Jared whispered, his hand coming down from the wall beside Jensen’s shoulder to ghost over the front of his jeans instead, smiling when he found an obvious and familiar shape there.
Jensen let out a shuddering breath, a soft thump telling Jared he’d let his head drop back against the wall, but Jared’s eyes had slid closed as he pressed his face into the crook of Jensen’s neck and began kissing him teasingly as his fingers worked on getting his belt and jeans out of the way. The older man groaned softly when Jared got his hand around his cock and began toying with him, his other hand skimming around Jensen’s waist to cup one of his bare ass-cheeks and squeeze greedily.
“Motherfucker,” Jensen swore under his breath when Jared dropped to his knees and slipped Jensen’s cock between his lips, sucking lazily. Jared got both of his hands on Jensen’s ass and used that leverage to help Jensen fuck his mouth, not that the older man needed much encouragement.
“Do you think she’s already watched it?” he asked, and Jared hummed idly, his mouth too full to answer, but apparently Jensen didn’t need him to. He just kept talking to himself while Jared worked on getting the head of his cock into the tight squeeze of his throat. “It’s too easy for kids to get a hold of that shit these days. Even if she hasn’t watched it, you telling her not to probably means it’s the first thing she’s gonna do when she gets home.”
Jared felt Jensen’s cock twitch and go harder in his mouth and he groaned, sucking tightly along the shaft and pulling off with a satisfied gasp, letting himself catch his breath.
“You love it, don’t you? You fucking sicko,” Jared chided, glaring up at Jensen cruelly from his knees, all the while still teasing Jensen’s cock with his hands, using his fists to make a tunnel for him to fuck into, like a living fleshlight. “You like that there’s fifteen year olds out there touching themselves while they stare at your bare ass–plus all the other twisted shit in that show. Bet you wish you could watch them while they do it. Bet you wish you could show those little girls a lot more of yourself. What do you think they’d do if they saw your cock? They’d probably cum on the spot.” Jared grinned at Jensen as he stuck his fist in his mouth to muffle the moans that he couldn’t contain anymore.
“I don’t know,” Jensen retorted breathlessly when he’d got himself a little more under control. Jared bent down and suckled on the crown of his cock to get another hiss of pleasure out of him, staring up from beneath his lashes to give Jensen a good view of his cock in the younger man’s mouth. Jared knew he liked to watch. “What did Vi do when you finally showed her yours?” he asked teasingly, his hands combing through Jared’s hair and forcing his head further down so he was deepthroating him completely this time, making him gag and stopping him from answering his question.
“Was she even eighteen yet when you got to her?” Jensen sneered, pushing Jared’s face flush with his hips and holding him there, rutting his cock into the spasming channel of his throat as he gagged around the intrusion. “Not that it matters, she still looks like she’s too young to drive, let alone drink. That tiny little body, fuck… is she still tight as a virgin too or have you ruined her yet?”
Jared pulled off of Jensen the moment he was released, coughing and spluttering to catch his breath. Jensen put his fingers beneath the younger man’s chin and forced him to look up, smirking in appreciation at how fucked up Jared’s face must look now with his hair all mussed up and spit dripping down his chin, clinging to his stubble.
“I’m back on set next week,” Jared rasped. He cleared his throat and stood up shakily, not quite trusting his knees to hold him up properly. “Want us to FaceTime you? You can watch her touch herself, fuck her cunt with those pretty little fingers while she begs me to fuck her for real?”
“Yeah,” Jensen scoffed, shoving Jared back towards the couch and making him stumble over his feet. “She won’t be begging for your cock buddy, she’ll be begging for mine. Now, please tell me you’ve got your plug in today,” he looked like he might die if Jared told him ‘no’, and just for a moment he was tempted to.
In answer, Jared quickly undid his own jeans and shoved everything down to his ankles, kicking off the material and getting on his knees, facing the back of the couch so he could lean over it and look back over his shoulder alluringly. “Come see for yourself,” he quipped, clenching around the slim plug he was wearing. It was just big enough to keep him wet and open enough to fuck, but didn’t loosen his hole too much; Jensen liked him tight so, when the mood struck, he could pretend it was some little girl he was fucking, instead of Jared.
“Oh, good girl,” Jensen hummed in satisfaction as he ran his finger down the cleft of Jared’s ass playing with the still-slick end of the plug, tugging it out and watching the hole trying to cling onto the toy. Jared knew what Jensen was doing because he’d made him watch before–positioned him in front of a mirror and played with his hole until it was so pink and open and wet it may as well have been a cunt after all. “You wanna get fucked, sweetheart?”
“It’s not about what I want,” Jared gasped a little as Jensen tugged the toy out and tossed it aside on the couch, leaving Jared’s hole winking around empty air, hungry for something bigger. “I know you wanna fuck me you perv, c’mon. Think about how many teenage girls you hugged today and how hard you had to work to keep from popping a boner in their photo ops. You’d never be able to live that down if you got caught out. Think about how many asked you to hold their hands, and how many are going back to their hotel rooms and fucking themselves on the fingers you touched, because you got them so wet they just couldn’t help themselves. Some of ‘em are probably even looking at their pictures with you while they do it.”
Jared loved winding Jensen up like this purely for the moment that he first pounds his cock inside him, brutal and selfish, using Jared as a placeholder while he pictures what they both really want in their heads. Of course, neither one of them would ever go as far as sleeping with someone under eighteen, but girls like Violet provided a good enough substitute, and when they couldn’t get to her, they had each other to scratch the itch with. Jensen hadn’t actually fucked Violet yet, he’d only watched while Jared did–in person and over video calls–but Jared couldn’t wait to watch him have a go at her. They would absolutely be filming it to save, it would be the best porn they’d ever made.
“Fuck me like you mean it, c’mon,” Jared goaded, and Jensen grunted angrily, pulling on Jared’s hair as he slammed their hips together, fucking him at an almost painful pace.
“Touch your clit,” Jensen panted from above him, one hand coming to Jared’s hip to help anchor his thrusts. Jared leaned his weight onto one arm so he could sneak his other hand down to fist his cock, playing with the head delicately like it was a girl’s clit he was teasing. “Want you to cum for me, baby girl.”
“Need it harder. Please, sir,” Jared whimpered, pitching his voice so it sounded more delicate and feminine. “Fuck my pussy with your pedo cock. Make me cum on it, please, please, please,” he babbled. Jared knew they were both disgusting for finding this so hot, but neither of them gave a damn these days when something like that slipped out in the heat of the moment. It always pushed them closer to the edge.
“Yeah, fuckin’ take it,” Jensen hissed, plastering himself over Jared’s back and fucking him like he was running a goddamn race to the finish. “Your cunt feels so good, baby girl. Can’t believe you’re letting me ruin you like this. No boy your age is ever gonna be able to measure up; you’ll be fucking wrecked for me, won’t’cha. Keep touching that clit, sweetie. Want you to cum first, wanna feel your pretty little pussy milking me dry.”
Jared had to bury his face in the couch to muffle his shout as he came, getting his other hand down underneath him just in time to cum into his palm and not all over the couch. Jensen would probably want to use it to lube up his plug before he put it back in. The older man was now frozen on top of him, his chest heaving and arms shaking as he bit down hard on Jared’s shoulder to quieten his own sounds of pleasure. Jared thought idly that it was a shame they hadn’t been filming themselves this time, he would have given anything to make Violet watch and touch herself while he filmed it to send back to Jensen.
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Summary: Jared can't follow Jensen's rules, so Jensen uses Y/N to punish him.
Word Count: 2.2k+
Warnings: polyamory, orgasm denial, cock cages, dom/sub relationships, daddy!kink, dom!jensen, switch!reader, switch!jared, M/M sex, anal play, anal sex, oral (m/f receiving), a miniscule dash of fluff. Y'all this smut from the onset!
A/N: this is a collab with the wonderful @synmorite. @writethelifeyouwant challenged us to write a fic after seeing how crazy we get on @negans-lucille-tblr's discord channel. Bee gave us the prompt, "Jensen needs to punish Jared, and he's using Y/N to do it." This was written through a series of reblogs, with Syn and I only writing one part at a time with no discussions about what the other was going to do. The original post is here.
No Beta obvs, just two thirsty girls.
I did do some slight editing, really just breaking up the dialogue breaks, I did not add or subtract anything written by Syn or myself.
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“Since you can’t do as you’re told, we’ll have to use this instead,” Jensen grunts as he fastens the cage around Jared’s now softening cock.
Y/N leaned forward and pulled Jared’s wrists up to hook them into the handcuffs attached to the headboard. Jared whined as Jensen grinned and said, “No touching now, baby boy.”
Y/N moves onto Jared thigh, positioning her bare pussy on top of him as Jensen ties Jared's ankles, keeping him spread eagle. Slowly, Y/N starts to rock forward on Jared’s thigh, spreading her slick along his skin. Jared’s gaze zeroed in on his shiny flesh as he let out a low moan at the sight.
"Nuh-uh, babygirl," Jensen scolds you, letting his voice drop. You were already tense from a day full of teasing and you both know its not going to take much for the coil to snap. "If you're gonna get off, you'd better have my cock in you."
Y/N stopped moving immediately with a small whimper.
“Remember that we’re punishing Jared for coming without permission. You don’t want to be punished too, do you? Now you know what to do next.” Y/N nodded as she ran her hand down Jared’s caged cock, to his balls, to his still gaping hole.
Slowly, Y/N started to tease Jared hole. Jensen had instructed him to keep a plug in him while he was in quarantine, edge himself over and over again, but no cumming. Jared, the brat, of course couldn't help himself, sending you a video of him jerking off, spilling himself onto his tan and taut stomach. He'd begged you not to show Jensen, but you knew better than to hide this from him, lest you get your own punishment.
Part of you just wanted to help Jensen punish Jared though. It was one of the few times that Jensen gave you some control. You still had the rules to follow, of course, but it meant that you could play with Jared and watch him become desperate underneath your hands, your fingers. You smiled as you teased a finger into Jared’s hole to press against his prostate as he jerked beneath you. Jensen laughed, “Better hold on tight if you’re gonna play that game Y/N.”
Your mouth waters as you watch Jared's cock twitch in its cage, and he lets out another whimper as you hit his prostate again. Jensen moves behind you, his hand connecting with the bare flesh of your ass. It's not enough to leave a mark, only to remind you that you might be currently domming Jared, but Jensen was the alpha in the room. You let out a low moan when Jensen's fingers run through your slick, and you can practically see the smirk on his face.
"My two perfect little cock-sluts," Jensen works his thumb over your tightest hole. "Whaddya think I'll be the best way to show Jare that he should always follow Daddy's orders?"
You shivered as you pressed back against Jensen’s finger. You worked another finger into Jared and pressed against his prostate again without letting up. Jared’s back arch and he let out such a delicious whine that had goosebumps rising all over your bare skin. Jensen slowly pushed his own thumb through the tight ring of muscles at your hole and you let out your own gasp. You worked yourself back and forth on his thumb before turning your head and asking Jensen, “Can I pick something from the toy box to use on him, Daddy?”
"I dunno, babygirl," Jensen tsks, slipping two fingers into your dripping pussy, causing you to gasp out. You'd been under the same orders as Jared; two weeks without cumming, and the feel of his thick digits inside of you almost sends you over the edge. "Our baby boy wants to be fucked, and I don't think it'll be much of a punishment" -- Jensen slides a third finger into you -- "if we give 'im what he wants."
Jensen twists and pumps his fingers inside you, searching until he finds that spot inside you. You pull your fingers from Jared’s hole unable to continue playing with him as you moan out. You lean forward draping yourself over Jared’s sweat slick skin as Jensen thrusts his fingers in and out, faster and faster. “No coming yet, baby girl. ‘Member what I said? Can’t come till it’s my cock in you.” You whined and nodded before pressing your mouth against Jared’s chest. After Jensen hit that spot again, you bit down into Jared’s chest leaving teeth marks as Jared gasped out and his cock twitched in its cage.
Jared tugs against his restraints, "please, Jen," he begs, "lemme touch." You love seeing Jared like this, desperate and needy, giving all control up to you and Jensen. You want to have his hands on you as well, but you'll have to wait until Jensen's done doling out Jared's punishment. The most you can settle for at the moment, is a rough and sloppy kiss from Jared. You run your hands into his hair, giving it a tug as your tongue licks into his mouth.
“No, no baby boy. Y/N was a good girl, she waited like she was supposed to. You were bad. You don’t get to touch. You don’t get to decide.” Jensen taunted. He came around the side of the bed closest to Jared. Jared looked up at him as you ran your fingertips down his chest, sucking dark marks into the tan skin as you went. Jared whined at Jensen again.
“Please Daddy? I can be good!”
Jared pulled involuntarily at the restraints again as you tugged a nipple between your teeth. Jensen smirked down at you both before leaning down taking Jared’s mouth hungrily with his own. You watched the kiss, feeling the wetness pooling even more between your thighs. Jensen pulled away and Jared chased his lips, but Jensen stayed just out of reach.
“Why don’t you prove it, baby boy?” Jensen said with another smirk.
Jared nodded eagerly, and Jensen let out a barely audible good boy. Jensen brought his lips to yours and smacked your ass again with a command of ‘up.’ You lift your ass into the air, straddling your body over Jared’s, letting your breasts just barely touch his chest. The sound of Jensen removing his belt is like music to your ears, and you can feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Jensen wastes no time, swiftly entering you and burying himself to the root. You’re glad he started to open you up with his fingers, otherwise you wouldn’t be able to enjoy this nearly as much. He holds himself there for a moment, before grabbing you by the nape of your neck, bringing your back flush to his chest. “Bet it won’ take ya long to cum, will it, slut?” he grunts as he starts thrusting into you.
You reach your hands down and grip onto Jared’s hips to hold on as Jensen thrusts grow harder and deeper. You can feel the coil tightening and tightening in your belly as Jensen’s hand slides around the front of your throat gripping just tight enough. His other hand slides down over your breasts and belly to start circling your clit harshly. You close your eyes and lean your head back on Jensen’s shoulder, panting. You feel Jensen bite at your neck before whispering into your ear, “Open your eyes baby girl. Look at what we’re doing to our boy.” You open your eyes and look down at Jared. His knuckles are white as his large hands are wrapped around the chain of the handcuffs and his hips are jerking up softly as his cock leaks precum onto his beautiful stomach. He’s making soft whines and whimpers that immediately make you remember the video he sent to you. The one that got him in trouble. Your gaze moves up from his cock and belly over all the little marks you left on his chest, and over his throat that is tensed as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down with each deep swallow. Finally, your hungry gaze meets his and you cum with a scream as you meet his lust black eyes.
“See?” Jensen grunts, moving one of his hands down your belly and over your clit. He starts rubbing you, working you through your orgasm and straight into another. You’ve barely come down before the coil snaps again and you sag against Jensen’s body.
“Those who follow the rules get rewarded.” If you weren’t on cloud nine, you’d feel bad for Jared, his cock straining against the cage. “Whaddya want now, babygirl?” Jensen groans as he slows his hips. You’re too orgasm drunk to form any coherent thoughts, all you want now is Jared’s mouth, and Jensen seems to notice when your eyes fall on them and you lick your lips. “You wan’ Jared to eat my cum out of you?” Jensen taunts, and you nod your head.
“Okay, baby, because you’ve been such a good girl, we’ll let Jared use his perfect mouth.” Jared hums in approval, and Jensen speeds up his thrusts, and after a few moments, he’s cumming hot and sticky inside you. He pulls out quickly, and you can feel him dripping down your thighs as you crawl back over Jared, placing your pussy above his mouth.
You grip the headboard next to the handcuffs and lower yourself down. Jared leans forward and licks up your inner thighs collecting the cum that escaped your pussy. He hums happily at the taste as he makes his way to your still dripping hole. The chain rattled as Jared pulled against them again. His long tongue dipped into your hole as you pushed down onto him more.
“Would you like me to remove the handcuffs?” Jensen asked from behind you. Jared pulled back a little as you moved your hips to follow his mouth and said “Yes, Daddy.” Jensen chuckled.
“Oh, baby boy, I wasn’t asking you. I was asking Y/N. Do you want Jared to be able to hold you still? While he eats every last drop of my cum?”
“Yes, please daddy. Please let him touch me.” You whined out.
“Ok, baby girl. For you.” Jensen reached forward and opened the cuffs, releasing Jared’s wrists. His hands immediately flew to your hips and yanked you further down onto his mouth. You let out a gasp as Jensen warned, “That’s the only place you can touch for now, baby boy. No where else.”
Jared agrees happily against your pussy, humming as his tongue moves frantically through your folds. His grip on your thighs tighten, and you’re sure that there will be imprints of his hands bruised on you tomorrow, not that you mind. You grind your pussy against his face harder, chasing one final orgasm, but you wanted to be able to see Jensen when you came-- another punishment for Jared. His name, not Jared’s, is the one you’re going to scream out. As you feel your third orgasm start to crest, you stop, and reach behind you for Jensen, you don’t feel him there, and you let out a needy whine. You turn your head and see Jensen on his belly, tonguing Jared’s hole, and slowly stroking his now-released cock. You reach out and tug on his short strands, not enough to elicit a punishment, but just to get his attention.
“What’s a-matter, baby?” Jensen pulls up, and Jared groans at the loss of Jensen.
“Need you, Daddy,” you moan. “Wanna see you when I cum.”
You turn yourself around so that you’re now facing Jensen, who starts working his cock into Jared. You lean forward, so that Jared’s cock is right under you, you look up at Jensen with wide eyes, asking silent permission to take his cock in your mouth.
“You don’t cum until I say so,” Jensen places his hand on Jared’s thigh, and you know he’s talking to both of you. “If you do, I’ll only be using those slutty mouths of yours for the next two weeks, and you won’t be able to cum that whole time, is that understood?”
You lift off of Jared slightly so that Jensen can hear a “Yes, Daddy,” from each of you.
You work Jared into your mouth, swirling your tongue around him, hollowing your cheeks and taking him as deep as you can. One of Jared’s hands disappears from your thigh as starts teasing your hole, working you into a frenzy. Jensen either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care, but you’re sure that he’ll make Jared pay for his disobedience later. When Jensen gives him permission, Jared cums with a groan, hot and salty down your throat, and you greedily swallow every drop.
Jensen then pulls out of Jared, stroking himself as his spills over Jared’s stomach. “If you’re good, next time I’ll cum in this tight little ass of yours,” he scolds. “Now, since Y/N is the only one who can be a good girl, you’ve got 30 seconds to make her cum, or you’ll be wearing that cock cage for another week.”
Jensen scoops up his cum with his fingers, and brings them to your mouth, where you eagerly suck them dry. It only takes another moment before you cum a final time on Jared’s face. You take a moment to catch your breath before crawling off of Jared, and lay down next to him, Jensen appearing at your other side, sandwiching you between the boys.
“Y’all miss me?” Jensen breaks the silence.
“You know it’s not the same when you’re not here,” Jared speaks over you. “Now that The Boys is done, you can have a role on Walker. Come home to us every night.”
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Jensen’s never had a problem with the guy until now. In fact, he's always had a good relationship with Matt since Ten Inch Hero, when they first met. But now the guy is too close to what belongs to Jensen.
"One step to the left, Jared," Jensen says, just to be greeted with a look that reminds him of one of Sam's bitchfaces, and he's never missed the Supernatural set as much as he does now.
After a roll of eyes, Jared complies, even if the distance between him and Matt does nothing to help the tightness in Jensen's stomach.
Ten minutes later and Matt is too close to Jared again and they're in the middle of a damn pandemic for fuck’s sake.
Jensen walks over to the two men and positions them both satisfactorily under Jared's exasperated look.
Barr doesn't seem to be able to stay on his mark, though, and soon he is practically invading Jared's space again.
Jensen's blood boils. Best friends don't have to stay that close, damnit.
Unable to contain himself, Jensen intervenes once more, despite the new angle being terrible for filming.
"Can I talk to you, Jensen?"
He knows that tone very well.
A yes that sounds more like a snarl and Jensen's being pulled by his hand to Jared's trailer.
Jared's trailer.
That sounds so wrong because it used to be their trailer.
"This won't work," Jared twists his mouth in irritation as soon as the trailer door closes with a crash.
Jensen's body vibrates with tension, but he plays dumb, "What are you talking about?"
Those beautiful eyes show disbelief. "Matt was hired to be Walker's best friend. We can't shoot with that distance between us, Jensen. As a director, you should know it."
Jared barely sees what hit him. A bang against the wall and Jensen has his husband trapped by his body. He won't admit unfounded accusations when he was just protecting Jared.
"You agreed to hire me as a director." Jensen finishes the last few inches of space between them, miles of muscle making his body react instantly.
"Yes, but-”
"I'm just doing my job. Taking care of my actors. Don't forget there's a fucking pandemic hanging around our heads."
A leg makes its way between Jared's and Jensen can feel his husband's cock getting hard.
"I know that Jack, however-"
Jensen grabs Jared's asscheeks, which is always effective because the next sound is an obscene moan.
"No, no, sweetheart. I am the director. So my rules."
The rebellion lasts no more than a few seconds in the green eyes filled with desire then.
"Whatever you want, Jack." Resignation and lust color Jared's tone.
What follows that is familiar, unique, and extremely satisfying for both. It's Jared with his face against the wall; it's Jensen inside Jared; it's Jared's ass sealed so wonderfully tight, hot and wet around Jensen's cock; it's Jensen making sure Jared has only one owner; ultimately, it's a reaffirmation between bodies destined to be together from day one.
The sex ends as quickly as it started, but it doesn't matter because Jensen will be sure to remind Jared who exactly he belongs when they get home.
Afterward, Jared's limping and Jensen can't stop his smirk when Matt realizes what actually happened during the break.
They film the rest of the scene without any problems, but Jensen makes sure to keep Jared as far away from Barr as possible, though, because the only thing Jared will ride—besides the horse, of course—while filming Walker will be Jensen.
Jensen Ackles is a young, handsome and very keen politician with the state senate in his sights. But with a colorful private past which Jensen is also keen about but in a very different way, he is suddenly forced by a new sexy little intern called Jared Padalecki to choose between a life in politics or the freedom to be himself; a bit of a slut really, if he's honest.
Requested by @fangirlxwritesx67, who wanted Everything-verse J2 sneaking onto the set to fool around in the back of one of the Impalas. This is set partway through Three (Bad Ideas) shortly after J2 get together! There’s also some character bleed fun.
417 words, mature.
“In here,” Jensen says, and Jared gives him a disbelieving glance before sliding obediently into the backseat. Jensen closes the door carefully behind himself before moving closer, and Jared straddles him — he can’t straighten up without hitting his head on the ceiling, but the look on his face in the low light of the prop lot tells Jensen he doesn’t mind.
“What the fuck?” Jared asks.
“May have bribed security,” Jensen admits.
The twitch of his lips and huffed-out sigh remind him of Sam, but then it’s Jared grinning, sunny and eager, in the second before he kisses Jensen.
“Saw the way you were watchin’ yesterday,” Jensen growls, and there’s more of Dean’s deep raspiness in his voice than he intended.
Judging by the noise Jared makes, he noticed it too, and he really fucking liked it.
Yesterday they filmed Dean hooking up in the back of the Impala; Jared found some excuse to stay on set the whole time, glowering and pouting until the clothes started coming off; then he was just ogling, heated and unrepentant.
Also, Jensen’s always wanted to actually have sex in Baby. Seems like a bucket list kinda thing.
“You’re adorable when you’re jealous,” Jensen whispers, in Dean’s low gravelly voice. Jensen grabs at the front of the open flannel Jared’s wearing — the one he appropriated from Sam’s wardrobe, years ago. Jensen tugs it down his shoulders, but before Jared can shrug it off, Jensen reaches around to grip the back of it, keeping his arms lightly restrained. It looks good on him.
“Couldn’t help it,” Jared breathes. “You’re hot as fuck. So’s Dean. Wished it was me.” He’s hard, letting out the sort of soft urgent sounds he makes when he’s starting to get desperate, and he’s rocking his hips, making this perfect rough blunt friction where they’re pressed together.
“All yours now. Okay?”
He’s still holding Jared’s arms back with one hand; he pops the button of Jared’s jeans with the other, getting them open with the ease of extensive practice. The angle is uncomfortable as hell but it’s worth it for the way Jared shudders at the first touch, mouth dropping open as Jensen grins up at him.
“I’m gonna be thinking about this next time we shoot a driving scene,” Jared mumbles. “Which is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it? Jerk.”
Jared realizes what he said, just a split-second too late — Jensen can see his eyes widen before the laughing retort comes: “Bitch.”
