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Laughing Lady ([personal profile] nilchance) wrote2007-09-11 08:06 pm
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FIC: Dare to Come Down (1/1)

Title: Dare to Come Down
Author: [livejournal.com profile] nilchance
Pairing: JA/JDM/JP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Taken from [livejournal.com profile] without_me's prompt: J3, submission.



"Just a little more, baby."

Long afternoon, the last summer light spilling in through the windows and across Jared's body. Everything felt slow and golden, smeared like honey over their skin. Jared couldn't breathe without tasting sex in their sweat, come and lube, the scent of the leather restraints rubbing over the inside of his wrists and ankles. He'd come twice already, exhaustion making his body heavy and every breath sweet because it made the plug shift inside him.

Jensen murmured, either agreeing with Jeff or so far gone himself that he hadn't even heard. Draped onto Jeff's lap, riding him in slow grinds, Jensen looked too goddamn beautiful. His pupils were blown and his mouth had never looked so bruised, his lips bitten and rubbed and abused, still slick from eating Jared open through the second agonizing orgasm. His cock bobbed hard as Jeff steered their pace, the head so wet that it shone, leaking precome down onto the stark black leather of the cockring. Jared would've been losing his mind by now, but Jensen perversely seemed to relax more as Jeff wound him up tighter and tighter. No room for Jensen's perfectionist side, maybe, or just some deep need to hurt before he could feel good. Whatever; Jensen was languid, and Jared wasn't going to bitch.

Watching Jared through half-lidded eyes, Jeff bent and bit another mark on Jensen's shoulder. Jensen shuddered, his eyes closing as he tried to fuck himself back on Jeff. Jeff stilled him, rocked him in place again, his hand locked on Jensen's hip hard enough to bruise him. Jeff's other hand moved, an almost absent motion, and the plug's vibration woke again. The tip pressed mercilessly against Jared's prostate on each pass, white sparks igniting behind Jared's eyes. Jared opened his mouth to pant and noise spilled out, a naked and deep cry.

"There you go," Jeff murmured, filthy dark voice dragging over Jared's skin. "C'mon. Tell me."

It hurt as much as it felt good, his body raw and messed up. Jared couldn't brace against it, his thigh muscles shaking and twitching. "God," he said, his voice ragged, "hurts. 'S good." The vibration ratcheted up, tearing a sound from Jared's belly that made Jensen shudder and go flush all over. Jeff's eyes burned and burned. "Jeff, please, pleasepleaseplease, oh--"

The bed creaked, and Jensen moved, spilling forward off Jeff's lap in a long feline stretch. Jensen took it in stride, arching his spine up at an impossible angle so he could crawl over Jared's legs, his thighs and hips, without Jeff sliding out. Jeff knelt up, pushed deeper; Jensen grunted and closed his eyes, looking somewhere between ecstatic and terminally embarrassed. His cheeks were pink under the freckles and the dark circles. He licked his lips, nosing Jared's hip, mouthing over to... Jared whined when Jensen stopped, his breathing tight and humid against the base of Jared's cock.

Jeff jerked Jensen back onto his cock so hard there was a slap of skin on skin. Jensen's mouth tightened into a trembling line, his hands skittering over Jared's hips. The toy hummed on and on.

"You want him, Jared?" Jeff asked, sounding so goddamn calm. "Want to fuck his mouth? Come on his face? He'd let you. Been so good for us."

Jensen's breathing shook a little, ragged and honest. Jared's hips jerked, and Jensen gave him a quick kitten-lick up the underside. Jared groaned, wanted so bad to just fist his hands in Jensen's hair and drive up into his mouth."Suck me. Jen, please, want you to--"

With a tearing sound, Jensen took him into his mouth. Wet heat like heaven; Jared felt his eyes roll back, and it only got better when he heard the slap of Jeff fucking into him again. Jensen shifted, spread his legs for Jeff, Jesus, and took Jared down deep. It wasn't a graceful blowjob, all Jen's desperation coming through, noises rumbling up from Jensen's throat as he worked to make Jared come. The noises got sharper, Jensen choking and keening as the bed rocked beneath them. Jared twisted his fingers in the leather ties and tried to hold on.

Something gave. Jensen grabbed his hips hard, and Jared looked down to find the cockring in Jeff's hand. Jeff bent close to Jensen's ear, growled words Jared couldn't hear, and Jensen jolted under his hand like a wild thing. He came silently, shaking all over as Jeff purred filth and fucked him through it, trying so hard to take Jared in and make it good. It was that, Jen struggling not to lose rhythm, more than his mouth and the evil toy that pulled Jared into blinding white behind him.

Jeff snarled, a harsh snap of sound, and doubled over Jensen's sweat-slick back. He stayed there for a minute, his big hand spanning Jensen's belly, his other hand fumbling down to hold Jared's ankle. After a minute, the toy clicked off. "Boys," Jeff said, and raised his head to show Jared his smile. "My boys."

Dusk rolled in, but Jared felt the full warmth of the sun.

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