nilchance | FIC: Pretty (1/1)

Title: Pretty (1/1)
Author:

nilchance
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jeff/Jen
A/N:

poisontaster wanted Jeff/Jen, toys.

mona1347 added, blindfold. So this is the result.

"Tell me."

There's sweat running down Jensen's spine. He can feel it sliding, almost taste it in the humid air of Jeff's apartment. He can barely feel the bed beneath him, the comforter under his knees, the tie around his eyes. All he knows is Jeff's voice, and they've barely started.

Jeff's fingers slide between his knees and press him open, more lube stroked into the rim of his ass, the burning stretch that isn't enough. When Jeff's fingertips push just in, Jensen groans and pushes against him. Jeff holds him like he'd cup Jensen in the palm of his hands, Jensen's balls snug against Jeff's wrists, his legs pushed wide open. He'd grab Jeff's arm, squirm away, but his own hands are tied behind his back. He can only rock in place, dick dripping precome, spread open like a whore.

Three fingers now, the tips resting just inside, Jensen's body clenching and trying to drag Jeff in. Jeff murmurs, "You have to tell me. You want me to fill this tight ass up?"

Jesus. Jensen jerks in place, trying to fuck back, and Jeff pulls away. "Yes," Jensen hisses, "yes, I want, yes."

"Say it." Merciless. A tiny click, and the ring choking Jensen's cock starts to hum with vibration again. Jensen sobs out a breath, can't even, and lets his head drop. Jeff catches him, cups his jaw and brings his face up for kisses. Slow, scratchy kisses, more possession than romance. "Say it," Jeff repeats, and nips his lip. "Say it."

"Fuh," Jensen chokes, swallows. "F-fill me up. Fuck me. Fuck me, please, I want it, I want--"

Something slick and wide presses against his hole, stretches him wide around it. Jensen moans, feeling the silicone coolness that isn't Jeff's dick, isn't what he really wants, but he leans forward to take it anyway. Jeff croons low, sliding the dildo inside in one slow thrust, lighting up all the places that he knows, and Jensen ruts blindly against the pressure of the cock ring. He feels his dick throbbing, the blood rushing to his face, but he spreads and fucks back on the dildo. Like Jeff wants. Like he needs.

Jeff's laugh spills over him, Jeff's hand stroking through his sweaty hair and down his spine. "That's good, Jen. Fuck, so pretty like this."

Jensen twitches, hating that word and loving it like this, knowing he'll remember and get hard now every time Jeff throws it on the table. He ducks his head, hiding his face, and nearly comes through the damned ring when Jeff yanks his head back by the hair. A hungry, animal noise tears up his throat, a control slipping noise, and it gets louder when Jeff fucks the dildo deep and hard. It's wide, not as wide as Jeff, and it'll still burn when Jeff tosses the toy aside and fucks Jensen himself. Soon. God, let it be soon.

"So close already?" Jeff teases, but he likes it, Jensen hears that in the growl of Jeff's voice. "Hungry little slut. Just waiting to be opened up. You'd come if I asked."

Jensen jerks, the air suddenly searing in his lungs, and grabs handfuls of the comforter. Fuck, he can't, he can't, it'll hurt like hell if he comes through the--

"Will you?" Jeff grinds the dildo deep, hard against the prostate, and runs his finger around the stretched rim of Jensen's hole. "Will you come like this? I'll fuck you if you do, sweetheart. I'd like it." Slow, filthy, his thumb pushes inside, too, pushes and burns. His other hand slopes down Jensen's belly, grabs his cock. "I'll help you. Come on, Jen. Come just like this..."

Jensen whines. The noise doesn't help, the small part of his brain babbling that he can't, he'll disappoint Jeff, he'll do it wrong, because Jeff runs his fingers across the slit and that's it, that's everything, Jensen comes so goddamn hard it feels like he breaks his spine open. Can't control the loud, open noises that come from his mouth, the way he trembles, the slung-loose feeling of his limbs.

He's Jeff's. And Jeff is there when he can see again, long fingers gathering up his come and bringing it to Jensen's mouth to suck clean. Jeff's dick rubs against the back of his thigh, insistently hard, and Jensen moans around Jeff's fingers.

"There we go," Jeff murmurs. "Good. You did so good. You want more?"

I love you skims the top of Jensen's thoughts. He closes his mouth, arches his back, and pushes into Jeff's hand.