FIC: Around for the Dawn (4/?)
Aug. 18th, 2008 02:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Around for the Dawn (4/?)
Author:
nilchance
Rating: Adult
Pairing: CWRPS, JA/JDM
A/N: Mpreg.
The next morning, Jeff gets high.
Not a contemplative, easy kind of high. He takes the stash that he was saving for a poker game and smokes it himself. He keeps going until he stops thinking about Jensen upstairs in his bed, about how easy it would be to slide in behind him and pull his leg up and slip inside, real sweet. About the flat of Jensen's belly under his palm and the thought of that swelling over the months with a baby, with Jeff's baby. About whether even now things are brewing inside to make a little person, cells splitting as Jeff sits here wondering how long it'll be before he can forgive himself for this.
Yeah. It's not the most responsible thing Jeff's ever done, but he smokes up until he's sprawling on his couch, eating cereal from the box and watching the ceiling fan spin over his head. He feels stupid with it, dizzy and dry-mouthed, his bones melting slowly into the upholstery.
He hears footsteps on the stairs, and then Jensen is standing at the end of the couch. Naked. He's rumpled and sleep-flushed and beautiful, god, so fucking gorgeous that Jeff feels something break inside.
"Hi," Jeff says. He feels shy, which is stupid since he's supposed to fuck Jensen pregnant, but there you go. He's always been better with dogs. "Morning."
Jensen glances at the bong, eyebrows furrowing, then at the cereal box.
"Uh." Wiping his hand on his sweats, Jeff puts the box down and tries to sit up. It doesn't really work on the first try, the couch pulling him back down. "You hungry? I can make breakfast. I-"
Jensen bites his lip, a brief flash of teeth that hits Jeff low. Then he moves, climbing onto Jeff's lap, and his hand shoves beneath the band of Jeff's sweatpants.
"Oh," jerks out of Jeff's mouth as Jensen takes hold of his cock, easing it out of his pants. He grabs Jensen by the hips, steadying him, helping Jensen crawl even closer. Jensen huffs out a breath, impatient, and guides Jeff back and in, sliding down with one long stroke that makes Jeff see God.
Jensen is still slick inside, loose and sweet, hot as a furnace. Jeff holds onto his hips, panting for air, and jerks him back down with a groan as Jensen tries to start moving. "Nn. Don't. Jesus. Don't, or I'm gonna-- wait, sweetheart, wait."
Jensen makes a low down, hungry noise that goes straight to Jeff's balls. Jeff's whole body aches, pulled from laziness to red alert in seconds.
"Wait," Jeff croons, sliding his hand between them. Jensen's dick surges into his hand, already dark and twitching, leaking wet. When Jeff rubs his thumb over the head, Jensen whimpers, and the honesty in that noise hits Jeff low. "Ah, baby. You need it bad, don't you?"
Going pink, Jensen grabs him by the hair and buries his face in Jeff's shoulder. "Shut up," he growls out, muffled, "god, just give it to me--"
Using his grip on Jensen's hips, Jeff moves him. Fucks up into him, and it isn't sweet, it's hard and right, jerking a feral sound from Jensen's throat. Pressing his thumb to the crown, Jeff jerks him off slow and tight and murmurs in Jensen's ear, "Go on, take what you want."
Jensen gasps, head falling back to bare his throat, and rides Jeff's cock. He moves like he's got no spine, rocking between Jeff's dick and his hand, his mouth bitten. His thighs are trembling, Jeff can see it, he can see every time the head of his dick presses along Jensen's prostate from the way he shivers and blushes. His nipples are hard and pink; Jeff bends down and puts his mouth on one, and Jensen flinches before clamping a hand on the back of his head to keep him there. Jeff sucks, and Jensen tenses all around him, tightening down with a strangled moan. Won't take much now, not much at all; Jeff bites a little, and Jensen comes with a sharp, hurting sound, spilling all over Jeff's shirt and his hand. It's like a gloved fist, a mouth, the way he closes up inside, tight little ass, his moans--
"Fuck," Jeff grinds out, and pushes up into Jensen. Scrabbling at him, Jensen squirms and rides him, takes him. A few more messy thrusts and Jeff's coming, pulling Jensen down on him with a tearing groan.
"Uh," Jensen says, thighs spreading under Jeff's hands, "unh, you... oh--"
Jeff looks down in time to see clear wet slip from the head of Jensen's dick. He felt Jensen flex inside, working him over, but... but Jensen...
"Did you just--?" Jeff asks. "Did you come from--?"
Jensen ducks his head and shimmies back. Jeff slips out, feeling it down to his bones, and watches Jensen stand. He could sleep. Hell, he could go into a coma. And Jensen's puttering. "Where're you-- breakfast?"
"I need to put my feet up," Jensen says shortly, and disappears back up the stairs.
Jeff watches the fan spin another few cycles, and that still doesn't help Jensen make sense. He sighs and grabs the throw off the back of the couch, wiping off his dick. "I'm making waffles," he yells up the stairs. "With chips!"
No answer. Bisou perks up at the mention of food, her tail wagging.
"It's going to be a long six months," Jeff tells her, and goes to turn the stove on.
Author:
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Rating: Adult
Pairing: CWRPS, JA/JDM
A/N: Mpreg.
The next morning, Jeff gets high.
Not a contemplative, easy kind of high. He takes the stash that he was saving for a poker game and smokes it himself. He keeps going until he stops thinking about Jensen upstairs in his bed, about how easy it would be to slide in behind him and pull his leg up and slip inside, real sweet. About the flat of Jensen's belly under his palm and the thought of that swelling over the months with a baby, with Jeff's baby. About whether even now things are brewing inside to make a little person, cells splitting as Jeff sits here wondering how long it'll be before he can forgive himself for this.
Yeah. It's not the most responsible thing Jeff's ever done, but he smokes up until he's sprawling on his couch, eating cereal from the box and watching the ceiling fan spin over his head. He feels stupid with it, dizzy and dry-mouthed, his bones melting slowly into the upholstery.
He hears footsteps on the stairs, and then Jensen is standing at the end of the couch. Naked. He's rumpled and sleep-flushed and beautiful, god, so fucking gorgeous that Jeff feels something break inside.
"Hi," Jeff says. He feels shy, which is stupid since he's supposed to fuck Jensen pregnant, but there you go. He's always been better with dogs. "Morning."
Jensen glances at the bong, eyebrows furrowing, then at the cereal box.
"Uh." Wiping his hand on his sweats, Jeff puts the box down and tries to sit up. It doesn't really work on the first try, the couch pulling him back down. "You hungry? I can make breakfast. I-"
Jensen bites his lip, a brief flash of teeth that hits Jeff low. Then he moves, climbing onto Jeff's lap, and his hand shoves beneath the band of Jeff's sweatpants.
"Oh," jerks out of Jeff's mouth as Jensen takes hold of his cock, easing it out of his pants. He grabs Jensen by the hips, steadying him, helping Jensen crawl even closer. Jensen huffs out a breath, impatient, and guides Jeff back and in, sliding down with one long stroke that makes Jeff see God.
Jensen is still slick inside, loose and sweet, hot as a furnace. Jeff holds onto his hips, panting for air, and jerks him back down with a groan as Jensen tries to start moving. "Nn. Don't. Jesus. Don't, or I'm gonna-- wait, sweetheart, wait."
Jensen makes a low down, hungry noise that goes straight to Jeff's balls. Jeff's whole body aches, pulled from laziness to red alert in seconds.
"Wait," Jeff croons, sliding his hand between them. Jensen's dick surges into his hand, already dark and twitching, leaking wet. When Jeff rubs his thumb over the head, Jensen whimpers, and the honesty in that noise hits Jeff low. "Ah, baby. You need it bad, don't you?"
Going pink, Jensen grabs him by the hair and buries his face in Jeff's shoulder. "Shut up," he growls out, muffled, "god, just give it to me--"
Using his grip on Jensen's hips, Jeff moves him. Fucks up into him, and it isn't sweet, it's hard and right, jerking a feral sound from Jensen's throat. Pressing his thumb to the crown, Jeff jerks him off slow and tight and murmurs in Jensen's ear, "Go on, take what you want."
Jensen gasps, head falling back to bare his throat, and rides Jeff's cock. He moves like he's got no spine, rocking between Jeff's dick and his hand, his mouth bitten. His thighs are trembling, Jeff can see it, he can see every time the head of his dick presses along Jensen's prostate from the way he shivers and blushes. His nipples are hard and pink; Jeff bends down and puts his mouth on one, and Jensen flinches before clamping a hand on the back of his head to keep him there. Jeff sucks, and Jensen tenses all around him, tightening down with a strangled moan. Won't take much now, not much at all; Jeff bites a little, and Jensen comes with a sharp, hurting sound, spilling all over Jeff's shirt and his hand. It's like a gloved fist, a mouth, the way he closes up inside, tight little ass, his moans--
"Fuck," Jeff grinds out, and pushes up into Jensen. Scrabbling at him, Jensen squirms and rides him, takes him. A few more messy thrusts and Jeff's coming, pulling Jensen down on him with a tearing groan.
"Uh," Jensen says, thighs spreading under Jeff's hands, "unh, you... oh--"
Jeff looks down in time to see clear wet slip from the head of Jensen's dick. He felt Jensen flex inside, working him over, but... but Jensen...
"Did you just--?" Jeff asks. "Did you come from--?"
Jensen ducks his head and shimmies back. Jeff slips out, feeling it down to his bones, and watches Jensen stand. He could sleep. Hell, he could go into a coma. And Jensen's puttering. "Where're you-- breakfast?"
"I need to put my feet up," Jensen says shortly, and disappears back up the stairs.
Jeff watches the fan spin another few cycles, and that still doesn't help Jensen make sense. He sighs and grabs the throw off the back of the couch, wiping off his dick. "I'm making waffles," he yells up the stairs. "With chips!"
No answer. Bisou perks up at the mention of food, her tail wagging.
"It's going to be a long six months," Jeff tells her, and goes to turn the stove on.
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Date: 2008-08-18 05:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 12:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 05:59 pm (UTC)Nnngh.
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Date: 2008-08-19 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 06:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 12:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 06:16 pm (UTC)but i feel very sorry for Jen, not for Jeff...
*confused*
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Date: 2008-08-19 12:14 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2008-08-18 06:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 06:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 12:15 am (UTC)(oh, your icon. *hearts*)
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Date: 2008-08-18 06:43 pm (UTC)OMG. The mental image of a sex-dazed-and-already-confused Jeff, cooking? Done. and done. Phew. It *is* going to be a long six months.
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Date: 2008-08-18 06:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 07:03 pm (UTC)*whimpers*
*hides*
Really not looking forward to when this goes 'wrong' *halfsmile*
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Date: 2008-08-18 07:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 07:51 pm (UTC)That is all.
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Date: 2008-08-18 08:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 10:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 11:14 pm (UTC)...and now I have to go to work. I
lovehate you. *wails*no subject
Date: 2008-08-18 11:18 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-19 12:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 01:06 am (UTC)also? meep. Tell me there is a group of dedicated freedom fighters out there in the woods who can lead them to the outside world where they don't have to do all this and have the baby taken away? Pretty please?
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Date: 2008-08-19 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-19 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 04:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 04:53 am (UTC)though dear god, you could never convince me to spend any amount of time pregnant. Nevermind how much time Jensen must spend with a baby in him... they poo while in the womb.
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Date: 2008-08-19 09:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-20 03:32 am (UTC)I was disgusted and if it wasn't for the fact that most doctors won't do a hysterecotmy on a 21 year old with no family history of cancer then I would have gotten one.
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Date: 2008-08-19 08:52 am (UTC)*giggle*...
i think poor jeff would lose ten years to this six-month happy time..
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Date: 2008-08-19 10:40 am (UTC)*GUH*
I just found this and Holy Cow not only is this damn hot, but brutal and primal, sad and funny all at the same damn time.
I'm lovin' this way more than is at all healthy! :D
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Date: 2008-08-19 11:02 am (UTC)I'm hoping for a happy ending of some sort here that doesn't involve pregnancy because I've become attached to poor Jensen :(
I'm so looking fw to the rest!
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Date: 2008-08-19 01:27 pm (UTC). . . he's supposed to fuck Jensen pregnant. . .
There is something about that phrase -- fucking someone pregnant -- that just burns me up. I read it in a fic somewhere in a sex scene where a guy says it to a girl and it's even hotter in mpreg. *guh*
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Date: 2008-08-19 02:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-19 03:35 pm (UTC)I'm not allowed to be this turned on at the library. It's just not right!
*faints from the hot*
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Date: 2008-08-19 04:34 pm (UTC)I read this today and I thought of you. Look at the name of the man who wrote the article :P
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Date: 2008-08-19 10:00 pm (UTC)Man, So Much Sympathy for Jeff.
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Date: 2008-08-20 06:43 pm (UTC)This is so messed up, I want to wrap them both up and tuck them in or something. Jeff who's horrified of the mental image that what he's doing is rape and Jensen well who wouldn't want to feed him cookies? But the kicker is that at the same time the whole thing is sooo damn hot I almost can't manage any coherent thoughts.
You're incredible! You know that, right?
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Date: 2008-08-21 04:10 am (UTC)I wonder-has Jensen ever experienced sexual pleasure for the sake of pleasure before? Has he had any considerate partners who made sure to bring him off, like Jeff does; or is this all a new experience for him? How does he regard his own body: is it a trap, or a vessel to do something important with? What kind of indoctrination do these Centers give the breeders, anyway? *muses more*
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Date: 2009-10-01 03:36 am (UTC)I know this story isn't being continued and all that, but still. Doesn't matter when you wrote it, this is all kinds of hot. Best, best details ever. EVAR, I say.
*keeps the story going in my head*
;D