Homecoming, Supernatural RPS, NC-17
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phantismaFandom: Supernatural RPS
Title: Homecoming
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 413 (yes, you read that right...this is me, not being verbose)
Summary: Jensen's been away. Jared welcomes him home
A/Ns & Warnings: Offered up for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
magser for her birthday! You didn't give me much to go on, and I was in the mood for some lazy sorta sexing. I hope you like, and I hope your day is spectacular!
The room is quiet, but for the sound of the fan that blows the still, hot air over sweaty skin. It's three o'clock in the afternoon and stifling hot. He's more asleep than awake, and just enough of either to feel the slow stirrings of an arousal that begins somewhere in his stomach and spreads slowly through him.
Beside him Jared sleeps, sated after hours of this room, this bed and the two of them, alone together after months apart. The sheets are tangled around him, his left leg curled around Jensen's, his hand splayed out on Jensen's stomach as if he can hold him down, keep him still.
Jensen doesn't want to move. He breathes in the heady mix of sweat and sex that hangs heavy on the air and adds to the growing need in his body. His cock is full and it curls up to his stomach, brushing Jared's hand.
Jared's mouth curls into a smile against the skin of his neck, slow and sleepy. He groans, his hand drifting south, curling around Jensen's cock. His lips slip over Jensen's neck, along his chin. Jensen reaches for him, helping him ease over, lifting and sliding until Jensen parts his thighs to give him room.
Jared smiles at him, his eyes all soft and his hands caressing over Jensen's skin. They moan in unison as Jared enters him, their bodies melting together as though they'd never been apart.
Sweat trickles down Jared's face, down his neck. It slicks Jensen's skin, heat and wet and Jared leans down, licking a trail of it up Jensen's chest. Their bodies quiver together in languid rhythm, more rocking than thrusting, Jared's cock filling him even as his own cock is trapped between Jared's belly and his own.
Jared breathes moist air onto his skin, sounds that never quite become words kissing flesh and falling to whimpers barely sounding on air as Jared's lips roam Jensen's neck.
Jensen is first to feel the flush, heat oozing from him, smearing between them moments before Jared's heat fills him and Jared slips off to the side once more, spooning up to Jensen and gathering him in his arms.
"Welcome home, Jen." Jared murmurs, his voice thick with sleep and sex.
Jensen's eyes drift closed. The room is quiet, but for the sound of the fan that blows the still, hot air over sweaty skin. It's three o'clock in the afternoon and stifling hot. It's good to be home.
Title: Homecoming
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 413 (yes, you read that right...this is me, not being verbose)
Summary: Jensen's been away. Jared welcomes him home
A/Ns & Warnings: Offered up for
magser for her birthday! You didn't give me much to go on, and I was in the mood for some lazy sorta sexing. I hope you like, and I hope your day is spectacular!The room is quiet, but for the sound of the fan that blows the still, hot air over sweaty skin. It's three o'clock in the afternoon and stifling hot. He's more asleep than awake, and just enough of either to feel the slow stirrings of an arousal that begins somewhere in his stomach and spreads slowly through him.
Beside him Jared sleeps, sated after hours of this room, this bed and the two of them, alone together after months apart. The sheets are tangled around him, his left leg curled around Jensen's, his hand splayed out on Jensen's stomach as if he can hold him down, keep him still.
Jensen doesn't want to move. He breathes in the heady mix of sweat and sex that hangs heavy on the air and adds to the growing need in his body. His cock is full and it curls up to his stomach, brushing Jared's hand.
Jared's mouth curls into a smile against the skin of his neck, slow and sleepy. He groans, his hand drifting south, curling around Jensen's cock. His lips slip over Jensen's neck, along his chin. Jensen reaches for him, helping him ease over, lifting and sliding until Jensen parts his thighs to give him room.
Jared smiles at him, his eyes all soft and his hands caressing over Jensen's skin. They moan in unison as Jared enters him, their bodies melting together as though they'd never been apart.
Sweat trickles down Jared's face, down his neck. It slicks Jensen's skin, heat and wet and Jared leans down, licking a trail of it up Jensen's chest. Their bodies quiver together in languid rhythm, more rocking than thrusting, Jared's cock filling him even as his own cock is trapped between Jared's belly and his own.
Jared breathes moist air onto his skin, sounds that never quite become words kissing flesh and falling to whimpers barely sounding on air as Jared's lips roam Jensen's neck.
Jensen is first to feel the flush, heat oozing from him, smearing between them moments before Jared's heat fills him and Jared slips off to the side once more, spooning up to Jensen and gathering him in his arms.
"Welcome home, Jen." Jared murmurs, his voice thick with sleep and sex.
Jensen's eyes drift closed. The room is quiet, but for the sound of the fan that blows the still, hot air over sweaty skin. It's three o'clock in the afternoon and stifling hot. It's good to be home.
