Run Trip and Fall Chapter 1 - SPN RPS
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mayalaenTitle: Run Trip and Fall
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Rating: NC-17/Adult/Explicit
Word Count: 7k
Alternate Link: AO3 Chapter 1 || Chapter 2
Full List of Kinks and/or Warnings:consensual use of roofies, consensual sex, drugged sex, anal sex/fucking, dirty talk, fingerfucking, prostate massage, handjob
Setting: AU
Summary: Jared's got a kink. It involves roofies and Jensen. Jensen never knows when it's going to happen, but he's more than okay with it. Fill for an Anonymous Prompt.
Chapter 1/2
They're both tired, but it's not that late yet. They've been filming since two in the morning, and it's now six in the evening. It was a long shoot and they really should be going home and crashing, but if an actor doesn't take the time to unwind, it can really mess with them, so they're at a bar, nursing a couple beers.
"Man, I'm beat," Jensen says, rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah," Jared agrees, picking at the label on his bottle of beer. "I'm lookin' forward to the next three days off."
Jensen leans back and takes a long drink, then sets his empty bottle down on the table. His bottom lip turns down into a pout. "I want more, but I don't wanna get up."
Jared chuckles, already sliding out of the booth. "I'll get us another one."
"You're awesome," Jensen moans, giving Jared a little smile.
Jared orders two more beers, and as he's walking back to their booth, he drops a small pill into Jensen's bottle, making sure no one watches him do it. Jared has made the mistake of doing that in plain sight once before, and it had totally ruined the night. Jensen had to do a lot of explaining to get Jared out of trouble.
"Here ya go," Jared says as he sets the beer in front of Jensen, then slides into the booth.
"Thanks," Jensen says, then starts on his beer.
Jared's already half hard. They've known about the long shoot and three days off following it for a month, but Jared hadn't thought of playing out this little fantasy until a week earlier.
He watches Jensen rub at his eyes again and feels a swell of affection in his chest. Jensen trusts him, and Jared trusts Jensen. Jensen never knows when Jared will do this, but Jensen's never nervous about it.
Jensen sighs after drinking half the bottle. "You're gonna carry me to bed, right?" he asks with a smirk.
Jared nearly chokes on his beer. Jensen probably doesn't know what has been slipped into his beer, and Jared really hopes he hasn't given it away by gagging on his beer They know each other so well that perhaps Jensen can see right through him.
"Do you prefer fireman's carry or bridal?" Jared asks.
Jensen lets out a huff of laughter. "If you're doing the carrying, I don't give a fuck if you hold me up by the scruff of my neck."
Jared smiles, then sips more of his beer, pushing down on his cock with the heel of his left hand as Jensen finishes off his own beer.
They talked about fantasies a couple of years ago, and even though Jared was nervous, he admitted to this particular one. Jensen had been surprised, but he'd taken it well. They'd already known each other for a while and had been living together.
Working together on a daily basis had made it easy to become close friends very quickly, and it had turned into a sexual relationship not long after that. It was an easy transition, and Jared didn't know what he'd done to deserve someone like Jensen. Though Jensen said the same thing about Jared.
Jared nods to Clif, who's sitting on a bar stool not too far away from them. Clif knows what's going on, and he gives Jared a wink. This isn't the first time. It isn't even the second time. But Jared is just as excited.
"Fuckin' beers goin' straight to m'head," Jensen mumbles after his third beer.
"You wanna get going?" Jared asks, trying to move things along. It's been about fifteen minutes since Jensen finished off the beer with the roofie in it. Any longer and other people at the bar would suspect he was more than just drunk.
"Yeah," Jensen says, his coordination a little off as he tries to push the beer bottle away and overcompensates, almost pushing it off the table.
Jared's still nursing his original beer. He's walked to the bar each time taking that first beer with him, so for all Jensen knows it's Jared's third. Jared wants to be clearheaded for this.
"You haven't eaten much," Jared says as he stands up and wraps a hand around Jensen's right upper arm. "The beer's probably hitting you hard."
"Haven't slept much either," Jensen says, frowning as he stands up and sways a bit.
"It's a good thing we got Clif to take us home, huh?" Jared says, nodding to the man as he opens the door for them.
"Clif's awesome," Jensen says with a dopey grin on his face.
Jared helps him to the SUV, but Jensen manages to get his own seatbelt on. Jared gets in on the driver's side and slides over to the center of the seat.
"I feel funny," Jensen says, turning to look up at Jared, a confused expression on his face. "Jared, I feel funny."
"We've been up for a long time, dude," Jared says, patting Jensen's left knee.
"No, like...," Jensen starts, but then looks down at his own body, as if he can't understand what's happening to it.
Jared cups Jensen's cheek, turning his face up so they're looking in each other's eyes. "It's okay," Jared says with a reassuring smile.
"I don'hink I c'n move m'hands," Jensen says, frowning up at Jared.
"It's okay, babe," Jared says, then gives Jensen a gentle kiss on his slack lips.
Jensen's lips twitch into a half smile and he lets out a moaning bellow that might've been a laugh. "Did'ja do somethin' ta me?" he asks, eyes half closed.
"I'm gonna do a lot to you," Jared says, smirking.
Jensen moans again, but this time he relaxes against Jared, as if he'd been worried something else was wrong, but now that he knows Jared done something to him, everything's okay. It's a rush for Jared, to have Jensen trust him that much.
"Have fun, Jare," Clif says as Jared gets out of the SUV and pulls Jensen along the seat with him.
"Thanks, man," Jared says as he hefts Jensen up over his shoulder. "Have a good vacation!"
Clif smiles, shaking his head as he opens the front door for them and leaves it standing open before heading back to the truck. He waves, then pulls away from the house.
Jared walks into the house and goes straight for the bedroom after locking the front door. Jensen is a dead weight on his shoulder, though he knows Jensen is still awake and somewhat aware of what's happening. Jared gently puts Jensen down on the bed and starts undressing him.
"J-," Jensen says, eyes barely open as Jared tosses his shoes into the corner.
"Yeah, baby?" Jared says.
"S'na," Jensen says, left hand twitching a little.
Jared sits Jensen up to get all of his shirts off, then lowers him back down. "What was that, Jay?" Jared says, his dick so hard it hurts.
"S'na'af'n," Jensen says.
Jared unbuttons Jensen's jeans and pulled them open, leaning down to kiss Jensen's lower belly.
"Heh," Jensen says, stomach twitching.
Jared smiles. His boyfriend is very ticklish. He pulls the jeans and underwear down as he climbs between Jensen's legs and kneels on the bed.
"J-," Jensen says, forcing his eyes open halfway.
"Yeah?" Jared says, enjoying the view.
Jensen is sprawled out, legs to either side of Jared, jeans and underwear pulled down to mid-thigh, arms out to the side.
"G't'ss," Jensen says.
"What's wrong, babe?" Jared asks, noticing the little frown on Jensen's face.
"G't'ss," Jensen says again.
Okay, so it must be important or Jensen would've just continued saying other things or given up. Jared puts a hand on the bed at either side of Jensen's naked torso and leans forward, his face hovering inches from Jensen's.
"What is it, Jay?" Jared says.
"G'ss," Jensen says.
Jared frowns, trying to figure it out. "Try one more time."
Jensen pushes his lips together, and any other time Jared would've laughed at the duckface, but Jensen's trying hard to say something. "G'pss," he says.
"Oh, shit!" Jared says, scrambling for the drawer of the bedside table. He yanks it open, pulls out the urinal, and gets it open, holding it between Jensen's legs.
The drug he's given Jensen causes loss of muscle control, and he has no idea how Jensen had been able to hold it, but as soon as Jared holds Jensen's dick, pointing it into the urinal, Jensen lets go with a stream of urine. When Jensen's done, Jared shakes him off, closes up the urinal, and sets it aside.
Jared lets out a chuckle. "That was close, dude," he says, then leans forward and kisses him.
Jensen's slack lips only twitch beneath his, as if Jensen wants to kiss back, but his body just won't obey him anymore. Jared's dick is almost throbbing.
He nibbles his way over to Jensen's left ear. "Gonna fuck you, baby," Jared whispers.
Jensen's breath stutters, and Jared nearly comes in his pants. Jensen is barely aware of what's going on, can't move, and yet he can still get excited over Jared making dirty promises in his ear.
"Love you so much," Jared says, then kisses Jensen's neck before pulling back and sitting on his heels.
Jensen's trying hard to keep his eyes open, and there's a little bit of drool running out of the left side of his mouth. Jared grabs the bunched-up jeans and underwear at Jensen's thighs and slowly pulls them up, Jensen's legs up in the air as Jared watches more and more of Jensen's skin appear.
Jared lets the jeans and underwear fall behind him, then lowers Jensen's legs to the bed. They fall open, Jensen on display for him.
"So beautiful," Jared says, enjoying the freedom.
Jensen doesn't usually give him a hard time when Jared compliments him, but he still has a hard time with it. He'll blush and turn his head away and his body will tense up, but like this, with his body splayed out before Jared and the drug taking full effect, Jensen won't do anything about it.
"Still can't believe you let me do this," Jared says under his breath, and he feels his dick twitch as Jensen struggles to open his eyes a little more, to follow Jared's movements.
Jared runs his fingers over Jensen's shaft. Just a light touch. There's no reaction from Jensen, and there won't be. There's no way he can get it up right now. He's completely at Jared's mercy, and it's the biggest thrill Jared has ever felt in his life. Not that he can take this from Jensen. No, any asshole with a bottle of pills can do that. But rather the thrill is in the fact that Jensen's given this to him willingly.
Jensen's body doesn't react at all as Jared caresses the inside of Jensen's thighs, his fingertips grazing the skin so lightly that Jensen would be grumbling about being ticklish if he could move. Instead he's just lazily blinking, still stubbornly keeping his eyes open.
Jared bends down and kisses Jensen's tummy again. He can't help it. He loves Jensen's tummy. He mouths at it, licks a stripe across it, then nuzzles it with his cheek and nose. He loves that he can do this without Jensen feeling self-conscious about his tummy.
He licks his way to Jensen's right nipple and sucks on it. The nipple hardens, but Jensen's back doesn't arch like it normally does when Jared does this.
"Ready for me?" Jared asks, even though he knows he won't get a reply. He reaches over and snags the lube from the bedside drawer, then sits back on his haunches.
Jensen hasn't moved, but he's still looking right at Jared, mouth open just a bit, more drool running down the left side of his face. Jensen would be upset if he knew, but Jared loves it.
Jared lifts Jensen's left leg, cupping the back of Jensen's left knee and spreading him wide, lifting his ass off the bed just a little. Jensen's soft dick flops over against his right leg with the change in position, and Jared takes a moment to run his fingers over Jensen's balls.
"Maybe I don't even need to prep you," Jared says with a grin. He doesn't mean it, but it's fun to say it out loud. "You're all loose for me. I bet I could just slide right in."
Jared finally unbuttons his own jeans with his free hand and pulls himself out, not bothering to take any of his own clothes off. It's part of the thrill, part of what makes this all feel exciting and dirty.
His dick is hard and leaking, already having soaked a stain in the front of his boxers. He flicks open the lube and drizzles some directly onto Jensen's dick. He's looking at Jensen's face and sees his eyes widen just a little as the cold lube runs over his cock.
"Is'at cold, baby?" Jared asks, letting out a little chuckle.
Jensen, had he been in his normal state of mind, would've playfully punched him had he "forgotten" to warm the lube, but all Jared gets now is that widening of the eyes.
Jared drops the tube between Jensen's legs, then plays with Jensen's dick, jacking it with the generous amount of lube he'd used. Jensen's dick gets a little fatter with the stimulation, but it doesn't even twitch. Jared's does.
There's so much lube that Jared smooths it over Jensen's balls and plays with them next. Jensen likes having his balls played with. He can actually stand to have some fairly rough play, but Jared's being gentle, just massaging and touching.
He watches Jensen's face closely as he moves his hand lower, spreading the lube under Jensen's balls, closer to his asshole.
"What's this?" Jared teases as he runs the pad of his middle finger over Jensen's hole. He spreads the lube all around Jensen's hole before dipping his middle finger inside.
There's no resistance at all, and Jensen's eyes don't widen, his body doesn't move, and his breathing doesn't change. Jared pulls his finger back out, then pushes his index finger back in alongside the middle finger.
Jensen opens up easily for him, and Jared pushes all the way in, then bends his fingers right where he knows Jensen's prostate is. Jensen sucks in a little gasp, and Jared grins at him.
"Feel that?" Jared asks, pushing on Jensen's leg enough that his ass comes up off the bed some more, then he starts working Jensen's prostate with his fingers.
Jensen's eyes close, and Jared huffs out a laugh. Either Jensen has given up his stubborn struggle to keep his eyes open or it just feels good and he's relaxing into it even though his body relaxed a long time ago.
Jared pushes a third finger in, then a fourth, resting his thumb on Jensen's taint and just moving his fingers around inside Jensen. He's never fisted Jensen, but he's going to ask next time Jensen's coherent if he would mind, because just having four fingers in Jensen is a thrill. They've been together long enough that Jared's surprised he hasn't asked before now. That'll change soon.
He could just do it. He could just shove his whole hand in there and do whatever he wants. Jensen probably wouldn't even be upset about it later, if he did remember it. But Jensen trusts him, and there's a good reason for that. Jared has never done anything to break that trust, and he's not going to start now.
"Can't wait any longer," Jared says, pulling his fingers out and slicking up his cock.
Jensen's eyes open again, and Jared can't resist. He leans over him again, pushing Jensen's leg out of the way so he can kiss those slack lips. Jensen probably won't remember much of this, but even so Jared doesn't tease him about the drool.
When he pulls back, Jensen's lips are more puffy and a darker shade of pink than they were before, though they're still slack. Jared takes himself in hand again and slowly pushes his cock into Jensen's hole. Jensen's breath stutters again as Jared bottoms out.
"You feel so fuckin' good, baby," Jared says as he sets up a lazy rhythm. Jensen's hole is so loose that, if it weren't for how much all of this was turning Jared on, he would have a hard time getting off.
Jared lifts Jensen's right leg, mirroring the hold he has on his left leg and spreads him wide, fucking him deep and speeding up some. Jensen's so unresisting that Jared has to work harder at holding himself upright. He could easily bend Jensen in half, shoving his legs against his chest, but he doesn't want to hinder the man's breathing, so he spreads his own legs more and carries his own weight instead of relying on the pressure from Jensen's legs and lower body that are usually there.
"So fuckin' hot, Jay," Jared says. "Wish you could see this. Maybe one of these days I'll set up a camera, film this so I can jerk off to it whenever you're not here."
Again, Jared says the words, but he doesn't have any intention of doing it until he asks a coherent Jensen. They've got other videos of their sexy times, but Jared doesn't even know if Jensen would care to see himself like this. And that's okay. Jared keeps it all in his head and there are plenty of times he's gotten off to just that while Jensen is gone.
"Gonna come inside you," Jared says, thrusting faster. He's careful not to be too rough. Jensen can't tell him if something hurts.
Jared moves his right hand from Jensen's knee to his lower leg and puts it up on his own right shoulder, holding it there so he can feel more of a connection to Jensen. He turns and places a gentle kiss on Jensen's leg.
When he looks down at Jensen again, Jensen's just gazing back at him, half-lidded eyes. Jensen's told him before that he can remember bits and pieces of the night when they do this, but never the whole thing. He says he likes to keep his eyes open so he can remember as much as possible.
"Love you so fuckin' much, Jensen," Jared says, thrusting a little harder, fighting the urge to bend Jensen in half and pound into him. "Oh, fuck," he hisses through clenched teeth as his rhythm falters.
Jensen just stares back up him, breathing softly and not moving other than the rise and fall of his chest. Jared's just using him, fucking into the nearly comatose body beneath him, fully clothed while Jensen's spread out, naked and vulnerable. And it's all because Jensen trusts him. With his life and with his heart.
Jared pushes Jensen's right leg up and out even more, thrusts in and out twice more, then once more hard enough to make Jensen's head move on the pillow as he comes inside the man beneath him.
Jared grunts, panting as he holds himself up. No way in hell would he just let himself fall down onto Jensen right now. He slowly pulls out, watching Jensen's loose hole as his come oozes out along with the lube.
"You're so fuckin' sexy, you know that?" Jared says with a grin as he wipes his forehead with his sleeve before the sweat can run into his eyes.
Jared carefully lowers Jensen's legs to the bed, spreading him out, then climbs off the bed and heads for the bathroom. He wets a washcloth with warm water before walking back in and gently cleaning Jensen up. Jensen's eyes are closed, but Jared doesn't know if he's asleep or just too tired to keep his eyes open anymore.
Jared strips his own clothes off, then gets into bed and pulls the covers over the both of them, wrapping his left arm around Jensen and kissing his shoulder.
"I'll say it again tomorrow in case you don't remember, but thank you," Jared whispers, then kisses Jensen's cheek and puts his head down on Jensen's pillow.
He's not going to sleep hard, at least not until the drug is completely out of Jensen's system. Until it is, Jared won't let anything happen to Jensen.
Chapter 2
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Rating: NC-17/Adult/Explicit
Word Count: 7k
Alternate Link: AO3 Chapter 1 || Chapter 2
Full List of Kinks and/or Warnings:
Setting: AU
Summary: Jared's got a kink. It involves roofies and Jensen. Jensen never knows when it's going to happen, but he's more than okay with it. Fill for an Anonymous Prompt.
Chapter 1/2
They're both tired, but it's not that late yet. They've been filming since two in the morning, and it's now six in the evening. It was a long shoot and they really should be going home and crashing, but if an actor doesn't take the time to unwind, it can really mess with them, so they're at a bar, nursing a couple beers.
"Man, I'm beat," Jensen says, rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah," Jared agrees, picking at the label on his bottle of beer. "I'm lookin' forward to the next three days off."
Jensen leans back and takes a long drink, then sets his empty bottle down on the table. His bottom lip turns down into a pout. "I want more, but I don't wanna get up."
Jared chuckles, already sliding out of the booth. "I'll get us another one."
"You're awesome," Jensen moans, giving Jared a little smile.
Jared orders two more beers, and as he's walking back to their booth, he drops a small pill into Jensen's bottle, making sure no one watches him do it. Jared has made the mistake of doing that in plain sight once before, and it had totally ruined the night. Jensen had to do a lot of explaining to get Jared out of trouble.
"Here ya go," Jared says as he sets the beer in front of Jensen, then slides into the booth.
"Thanks," Jensen says, then starts on his beer.
Jared's already half hard. They've known about the long shoot and three days off following it for a month, but Jared hadn't thought of playing out this little fantasy until a week earlier.
He watches Jensen rub at his eyes again and feels a swell of affection in his chest. Jensen trusts him, and Jared trusts Jensen. Jensen never knows when Jared will do this, but Jensen's never nervous about it.
Jensen sighs after drinking half the bottle. "You're gonna carry me to bed, right?" he asks with a smirk.
Jared nearly chokes on his beer. Jensen probably doesn't know what has been slipped into his beer, and Jared really hopes he hasn't given it away by gagging on his beer They know each other so well that perhaps Jensen can see right through him.
"Do you prefer fireman's carry or bridal?" Jared asks.
Jensen lets out a huff of laughter. "If you're doing the carrying, I don't give a fuck if you hold me up by the scruff of my neck."
Jared smiles, then sips more of his beer, pushing down on his cock with the heel of his left hand as Jensen finishes off his own beer.
They talked about fantasies a couple of years ago, and even though Jared was nervous, he admitted to this particular one. Jensen had been surprised, but he'd taken it well. They'd already known each other for a while and had been living together.
Working together on a daily basis had made it easy to become close friends very quickly, and it had turned into a sexual relationship not long after that. It was an easy transition, and Jared didn't know what he'd done to deserve someone like Jensen. Though Jensen said the same thing about Jared.
Jared nods to Clif, who's sitting on a bar stool not too far away from them. Clif knows what's going on, and he gives Jared a wink. This isn't the first time. It isn't even the second time. But Jared is just as excited.
"Fuckin' beers goin' straight to m'head," Jensen mumbles after his third beer.
"You wanna get going?" Jared asks, trying to move things along. It's been about fifteen minutes since Jensen finished off the beer with the roofie in it. Any longer and other people at the bar would suspect he was more than just drunk.
"Yeah," Jensen says, his coordination a little off as he tries to push the beer bottle away and overcompensates, almost pushing it off the table.
Jared's still nursing his original beer. He's walked to the bar each time taking that first beer with him, so for all Jensen knows it's Jared's third. Jared wants to be clearheaded for this.
"You haven't eaten much," Jared says as he stands up and wraps a hand around Jensen's right upper arm. "The beer's probably hitting you hard."
"Haven't slept much either," Jensen says, frowning as he stands up and sways a bit.
"It's a good thing we got Clif to take us home, huh?" Jared says, nodding to the man as he opens the door for them.
"Clif's awesome," Jensen says with a dopey grin on his face.
Jared helps him to the SUV, but Jensen manages to get his own seatbelt on. Jared gets in on the driver's side and slides over to the center of the seat.
"I feel funny," Jensen says, turning to look up at Jared, a confused expression on his face. "Jared, I feel funny."
"We've been up for a long time, dude," Jared says, patting Jensen's left knee.
"No, like...," Jensen starts, but then looks down at his own body, as if he can't understand what's happening to it.
Jared cups Jensen's cheek, turning his face up so they're looking in each other's eyes. "It's okay," Jared says with a reassuring smile.
"I don'hink I c'n move m'hands," Jensen says, frowning up at Jared.
"It's okay, babe," Jared says, then gives Jensen a gentle kiss on his slack lips.
Jensen's lips twitch into a half smile and he lets out a moaning bellow that might've been a laugh. "Did'ja do somethin' ta me?" he asks, eyes half closed.
"I'm gonna do a lot to you," Jared says, smirking.
Jensen moans again, but this time he relaxes against Jared, as if he'd been worried something else was wrong, but now that he knows Jared done something to him, everything's okay. It's a rush for Jared, to have Jensen trust him that much.
"Have fun, Jare," Clif says as Jared gets out of the SUV and pulls Jensen along the seat with him.
"Thanks, man," Jared says as he hefts Jensen up over his shoulder. "Have a good vacation!"
Clif smiles, shaking his head as he opens the front door for them and leaves it standing open before heading back to the truck. He waves, then pulls away from the house.
Jared walks into the house and goes straight for the bedroom after locking the front door. Jensen is a dead weight on his shoulder, though he knows Jensen is still awake and somewhat aware of what's happening. Jared gently puts Jensen down on the bed and starts undressing him.
"J-," Jensen says, eyes barely open as Jared tosses his shoes into the corner.
"Yeah, baby?" Jared says.
"S'na," Jensen says, left hand twitching a little.
Jared sits Jensen up to get all of his shirts off, then lowers him back down. "What was that, Jay?" Jared says, his dick so hard it hurts.
"S'na'af'n," Jensen says.
Jared unbuttons Jensen's jeans and pulled them open, leaning down to kiss Jensen's lower belly.
"Heh," Jensen says, stomach twitching.
Jared smiles. His boyfriend is very ticklish. He pulls the jeans and underwear down as he climbs between Jensen's legs and kneels on the bed.
"J-," Jensen says, forcing his eyes open halfway.
"Yeah?" Jared says, enjoying the view.
Jensen is sprawled out, legs to either side of Jared, jeans and underwear pulled down to mid-thigh, arms out to the side.
"G't'ss," Jensen says.
"What's wrong, babe?" Jared asks, noticing the little frown on Jensen's face.
"G't'ss," Jensen says again.
Okay, so it must be important or Jensen would've just continued saying other things or given up. Jared puts a hand on the bed at either side of Jensen's naked torso and leans forward, his face hovering inches from Jensen's.
"What is it, Jay?" Jared says.
"G'ss," Jensen says.
Jared frowns, trying to figure it out. "Try one more time."
Jensen pushes his lips together, and any other time Jared would've laughed at the duckface, but Jensen's trying hard to say something. "G'pss," he says.
"Oh, shit!" Jared says, scrambling for the drawer of the bedside table. He yanks it open, pulls out the urinal, and gets it open, holding it between Jensen's legs.
The drug he's given Jensen causes loss of muscle control, and he has no idea how Jensen had been able to hold it, but as soon as Jared holds Jensen's dick, pointing it into the urinal, Jensen lets go with a stream of urine. When Jensen's done, Jared shakes him off, closes up the urinal, and sets it aside.
Jared lets out a chuckle. "That was close, dude," he says, then leans forward and kisses him.
Jensen's slack lips only twitch beneath his, as if Jensen wants to kiss back, but his body just won't obey him anymore. Jared's dick is almost throbbing.
He nibbles his way over to Jensen's left ear. "Gonna fuck you, baby," Jared whispers.
Jensen's breath stutters, and Jared nearly comes in his pants. Jensen is barely aware of what's going on, can't move, and yet he can still get excited over Jared making dirty promises in his ear.
"Love you so much," Jared says, then kisses Jensen's neck before pulling back and sitting on his heels.
Jensen's trying hard to keep his eyes open, and there's a little bit of drool running out of the left side of his mouth. Jared grabs the bunched-up jeans and underwear at Jensen's thighs and slowly pulls them up, Jensen's legs up in the air as Jared watches more and more of Jensen's skin appear.
Jared lets the jeans and underwear fall behind him, then lowers Jensen's legs to the bed. They fall open, Jensen on display for him.
"So beautiful," Jared says, enjoying the freedom.
Jensen doesn't usually give him a hard time when Jared compliments him, but he still has a hard time with it. He'll blush and turn his head away and his body will tense up, but like this, with his body splayed out before Jared and the drug taking full effect, Jensen won't do anything about it.
"Still can't believe you let me do this," Jared says under his breath, and he feels his dick twitch as Jensen struggles to open his eyes a little more, to follow Jared's movements.
Jared runs his fingers over Jensen's shaft. Just a light touch. There's no reaction from Jensen, and there won't be. There's no way he can get it up right now. He's completely at Jared's mercy, and it's the biggest thrill Jared has ever felt in his life. Not that he can take this from Jensen. No, any asshole with a bottle of pills can do that. But rather the thrill is in the fact that Jensen's given this to him willingly.
Jensen's body doesn't react at all as Jared caresses the inside of Jensen's thighs, his fingertips grazing the skin so lightly that Jensen would be grumbling about being ticklish if he could move. Instead he's just lazily blinking, still stubbornly keeping his eyes open.
Jared bends down and kisses Jensen's tummy again. He can't help it. He loves Jensen's tummy. He mouths at it, licks a stripe across it, then nuzzles it with his cheek and nose. He loves that he can do this without Jensen feeling self-conscious about his tummy.
He licks his way to Jensen's right nipple and sucks on it. The nipple hardens, but Jensen's back doesn't arch like it normally does when Jared does this.
"Ready for me?" Jared asks, even though he knows he won't get a reply. He reaches over and snags the lube from the bedside drawer, then sits back on his haunches.
Jensen hasn't moved, but he's still looking right at Jared, mouth open just a bit, more drool running down the left side of his face. Jensen would be upset if he knew, but Jared loves it.
Jared lifts Jensen's left leg, cupping the back of Jensen's left knee and spreading him wide, lifting his ass off the bed just a little. Jensen's soft dick flops over against his right leg with the change in position, and Jared takes a moment to run his fingers over Jensen's balls.
"Maybe I don't even need to prep you," Jared says with a grin. He doesn't mean it, but it's fun to say it out loud. "You're all loose for me. I bet I could just slide right in."
Jared finally unbuttons his own jeans with his free hand and pulls himself out, not bothering to take any of his own clothes off. It's part of the thrill, part of what makes this all feel exciting and dirty.
His dick is hard and leaking, already having soaked a stain in the front of his boxers. He flicks open the lube and drizzles some directly onto Jensen's dick. He's looking at Jensen's face and sees his eyes widen just a little as the cold lube runs over his cock.
"Is'at cold, baby?" Jared asks, letting out a little chuckle.
Jensen, had he been in his normal state of mind, would've playfully punched him had he "forgotten" to warm the lube, but all Jared gets now is that widening of the eyes.
Jared drops the tube between Jensen's legs, then plays with Jensen's dick, jacking it with the generous amount of lube he'd used. Jensen's dick gets a little fatter with the stimulation, but it doesn't even twitch. Jared's does.
There's so much lube that Jared smooths it over Jensen's balls and plays with them next. Jensen likes having his balls played with. He can actually stand to have some fairly rough play, but Jared's being gentle, just massaging and touching.
He watches Jensen's face closely as he moves his hand lower, spreading the lube under Jensen's balls, closer to his asshole.
"What's this?" Jared teases as he runs the pad of his middle finger over Jensen's hole. He spreads the lube all around Jensen's hole before dipping his middle finger inside.
There's no resistance at all, and Jensen's eyes don't widen, his body doesn't move, and his breathing doesn't change. Jared pulls his finger back out, then pushes his index finger back in alongside the middle finger.
Jensen opens up easily for him, and Jared pushes all the way in, then bends his fingers right where he knows Jensen's prostate is. Jensen sucks in a little gasp, and Jared grins at him.
"Feel that?" Jared asks, pushing on Jensen's leg enough that his ass comes up off the bed some more, then he starts working Jensen's prostate with his fingers.
Jensen's eyes close, and Jared huffs out a laugh. Either Jensen has given up his stubborn struggle to keep his eyes open or it just feels good and he's relaxing into it even though his body relaxed a long time ago.
Jared pushes a third finger in, then a fourth, resting his thumb on Jensen's taint and just moving his fingers around inside Jensen. He's never fisted Jensen, but he's going to ask next time Jensen's coherent if he would mind, because just having four fingers in Jensen is a thrill. They've been together long enough that Jared's surprised he hasn't asked before now. That'll change soon.
He could just do it. He could just shove his whole hand in there and do whatever he wants. Jensen probably wouldn't even be upset about it later, if he did remember it. But Jensen trusts him, and there's a good reason for that. Jared has never done anything to break that trust, and he's not going to start now.
"Can't wait any longer," Jared says, pulling his fingers out and slicking up his cock.
Jensen's eyes open again, and Jared can't resist. He leans over him again, pushing Jensen's leg out of the way so he can kiss those slack lips. Jensen probably won't remember much of this, but even so Jared doesn't tease him about the drool.
When he pulls back, Jensen's lips are more puffy and a darker shade of pink than they were before, though they're still slack. Jared takes himself in hand again and slowly pushes his cock into Jensen's hole. Jensen's breath stutters again as Jared bottoms out.
"You feel so fuckin' good, baby," Jared says as he sets up a lazy rhythm. Jensen's hole is so loose that, if it weren't for how much all of this was turning Jared on, he would have a hard time getting off.
Jared lifts Jensen's right leg, mirroring the hold he has on his left leg and spreads him wide, fucking him deep and speeding up some. Jensen's so unresisting that Jared has to work harder at holding himself upright. He could easily bend Jensen in half, shoving his legs against his chest, but he doesn't want to hinder the man's breathing, so he spreads his own legs more and carries his own weight instead of relying on the pressure from Jensen's legs and lower body that are usually there.
"So fuckin' hot, Jay," Jared says. "Wish you could see this. Maybe one of these days I'll set up a camera, film this so I can jerk off to it whenever you're not here."
Again, Jared says the words, but he doesn't have any intention of doing it until he asks a coherent Jensen. They've got other videos of their sexy times, but Jared doesn't even know if Jensen would care to see himself like this. And that's okay. Jared keeps it all in his head and there are plenty of times he's gotten off to just that while Jensen is gone.
"Gonna come inside you," Jared says, thrusting faster. He's careful not to be too rough. Jensen can't tell him if something hurts.
Jared moves his right hand from Jensen's knee to his lower leg and puts it up on his own right shoulder, holding it there so he can feel more of a connection to Jensen. He turns and places a gentle kiss on Jensen's leg.
When he looks down at Jensen again, Jensen's just gazing back at him, half-lidded eyes. Jensen's told him before that he can remember bits and pieces of the night when they do this, but never the whole thing. He says he likes to keep his eyes open so he can remember as much as possible.
"Love you so fuckin' much, Jensen," Jared says, thrusting a little harder, fighting the urge to bend Jensen in half and pound into him. "Oh, fuck," he hisses through clenched teeth as his rhythm falters.
Jensen just stares back up him, breathing softly and not moving other than the rise and fall of his chest. Jared's just using him, fucking into the nearly comatose body beneath him, fully clothed while Jensen's spread out, naked and vulnerable. And it's all because Jensen trusts him. With his life and with his heart.
Jared pushes Jensen's right leg up and out even more, thrusts in and out twice more, then once more hard enough to make Jensen's head move on the pillow as he comes inside the man beneath him.
Jared grunts, panting as he holds himself up. No way in hell would he just let himself fall down onto Jensen right now. He slowly pulls out, watching Jensen's loose hole as his come oozes out along with the lube.
"You're so fuckin' sexy, you know that?" Jared says with a grin as he wipes his forehead with his sleeve before the sweat can run into his eyes.
Jared carefully lowers Jensen's legs to the bed, spreading him out, then climbs off the bed and heads for the bathroom. He wets a washcloth with warm water before walking back in and gently cleaning Jensen up. Jensen's eyes are closed, but Jared doesn't know if he's asleep or just too tired to keep his eyes open anymore.
Jared strips his own clothes off, then gets into bed and pulls the covers over the both of them, wrapping his left arm around Jensen and kissing his shoulder.
"I'll say it again tomorrow in case you don't remember, but thank you," Jared whispers, then kisses Jensen's cheek and puts his head down on Jensen's pillow.
He's not going to sleep hard, at least not until the drug is completely out of Jensen's system. Until it is, Jared won't let anything happen to Jensen.
Chapter 2