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apocalypsosTitle: That Wrong Turn At Albuquerque (Gets You Every Time)
Author: Troll Princess
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Rating: R
Word Count: 870 words
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Warnings: Two guys making out. You know, the usual. ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I just like playing with them.
Summary: Jared finds porn on the Internet (yes, THAT porn).
Author's note: I blame![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spiritofkt, because I've never written SPN RPS before (be gentle with me! *whimpers*) but that prompt was too good to pass up. ;)
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That Wrong Turn At Albuquerque (Gets You Every Time)
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"Jen shoves him against the Impala, and maybe he mumbles something about being thankful the crew's gone and maybe he doesn't, but all Jared knows is that all of a sudden, there's Jen's tongue thrusting into --"
"Dude, would you knock it off?"
Jared's smile widens as Jensen gives him that look, the one that says Jared's out of his mind and about two seconds away from getting a game controller thrown at his head. He can't help it, though, because he's always on the lookout for something that'll distract the hell out of Jensen and drive him up a fucking wall and reading this shit out loud to him while he tries to finish his game is working wonders in that regard.
"What, not amused?" Jared says.
"You're kidding, right?"
Jared shrugs and stretches out more, adjusts the bundle of paper in his lap and watches Jensen eye it like it's a ticking time bomb. Jared's gaze drifts down there, too, catching the occasional fuck me, J and Jen's cock printed out on the papers in black ink. Jen wouldn't think Jared's grin could get any wider but he's been proven wrong before.
There's this tilt of Jared's head as he stares at Jensen just so, bangs in his eyes like even his too-long hair's in on the fact that he's planning something.
Jared shifts a little like he's antsy, says, "Come on, man. Some of this stuff's actually pretty good."
Jensen's jaw clenches, and he loses a life on his game. Damn it.
There's the sound of paper shuffling, and Jared says, "Jesus, Jen, didn't know you could bend like that."
Jen may growl. He's not entirely sure.
Another shuffle of paper. "Huh. If I'd known you could do that with your tongue, we could have been -- wait, what are we doing in this ..." And another shuffle of paper. "Oh. That makes so much more sense."
Jen pauses his game, because this is just getting a little ridiculous.
"If it makes you feel any better, I appreciate that thing with your thumb --"
"Dude, come on," Jensen says, but Jared's already dissolved in these hysterical laughter like he's just been waiting for him to flip out, and Jen takes the opportunity of Jared being out of it to snatch the bundle of papers from his grasp.
And he's right, damn him, because for something that's just complete and utter fantasy -- hell, especially that thing on page 21 ... Jen's pretty sure he couldn't do that without an hour of yoga first -- most of this shit's not bad.
Apparently, it's been enough to amuse the hell out of Jared all goddamn day, because Jared's been reading these stories out loud to him every chance he gets while they've been working just to throw Jen off-balance. Reciting the high point of one intense fictional blowjob "Jen" gave "Jared" while they're waiting in the Impala to film a scene. Telling Jensen all the gory details of "Jared" nailing "Jen" against the side of "Jen"'s truck while they're hanging out in their director's chairs killing time. Hell, the kid's even taken to dropping choice tidbits while Jen's eating just to see if the son of a bitch will crack.
Yeah, crack. Jared hasn't seen Jensen crack yet.
"Jen pushes Jared back against the couch cushions when he least expects it, crawling over his long legs with a predatory gleam in his eyes --" Jensen's gaze flickers to Jared, and Jared's laughter dies away like it wasn't even there in the first place. He makes that antsy shift of his legs again, but Jen's mind goes to the entirely wrong (or right) place and wonders if he isn't doing that to cover something up.
"Well, hell," Jensen says, "can't say I won't follow a few stage directions," and the next thing he knows, he's crawling up Jared's body like scaling a tree.
Jared goes quiet but he's still grinning even if it is hazy around the edges and there's a comfortable, "Well, then," look that's settling into his eyes. Jensen glances at the papers again and back down at Jared's belt buckle.
Jared notices the look and his eyes narrow in suspicion. "What's it say?"
The papers drop from Jen's hand to the floor of the trailer, and he leers up at Jared as he pictures everything the story outlined playing out in his head. "Oh," he says, and tugs insistently at Jared's belt to undo it before pulling down his zipper, "nothing important."
A minute later when Jensen's lips slide along Jared's cock, Jared has a hell of an argument against the scenario in question being "nothing important" but can't form any words that aren't "fuck" and "Jen" and "more."
Author: Troll Princess
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Rating: R
Word Count: 870 words
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Warnings: Two guys making out. You know, the usual. ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I just like playing with them.
Summary: Jared finds porn on the Internet (yes, THAT porn).
Author's note: I blame
spiritofkt, because I've never written SPN RPS before (be gentle with me! *whimpers*) but that prompt was too good to pass up. ;)That Wrong Turn At Albuquerque (Gets You Every Time)
*****
"Jen shoves him against the Impala, and maybe he mumbles something about being thankful the crew's gone and maybe he doesn't, but all Jared knows is that all of a sudden, there's Jen's tongue thrusting into --"
"Dude, would you knock it off?"
Jared's smile widens as Jensen gives him that look, the one that says Jared's out of his mind and about two seconds away from getting a game controller thrown at his head. He can't help it, though, because he's always on the lookout for something that'll distract the hell out of Jensen and drive him up a fucking wall and reading this shit out loud to him while he tries to finish his game is working wonders in that regard.
"What, not amused?" Jared says.
"You're kidding, right?"
Jared shrugs and stretches out more, adjusts the bundle of paper in his lap and watches Jensen eye it like it's a ticking time bomb. Jared's gaze drifts down there, too, catching the occasional fuck me, J and Jen's cock printed out on the papers in black ink. Jen wouldn't think Jared's grin could get any wider but he's been proven wrong before.
There's this tilt of Jared's head as he stares at Jensen just so, bangs in his eyes like even his too-long hair's in on the fact that he's planning something.
Jared shifts a little like he's antsy, says, "Come on, man. Some of this stuff's actually pretty good."
Jensen's jaw clenches, and he loses a life on his game. Damn it.
There's the sound of paper shuffling, and Jared says, "Jesus, Jen, didn't know you could bend like that."
Jen may growl. He's not entirely sure.
Another shuffle of paper. "Huh. If I'd known you could do that with your tongue, we could have been -- wait, what are we doing in this ..." And another shuffle of paper. "Oh. That makes so much more sense."
Jen pauses his game, because this is just getting a little ridiculous.
"If it makes you feel any better, I appreciate that thing with your thumb --"
"Dude, come on," Jensen says, but Jared's already dissolved in these hysterical laughter like he's just been waiting for him to flip out, and Jen takes the opportunity of Jared being out of it to snatch the bundle of papers from his grasp.
And he's right, damn him, because for something that's just complete and utter fantasy -- hell, especially that thing on page 21 ... Jen's pretty sure he couldn't do that without an hour of yoga first -- most of this shit's not bad.
Apparently, it's been enough to amuse the hell out of Jared all goddamn day, because Jared's been reading these stories out loud to him every chance he gets while they've been working just to throw Jen off-balance. Reciting the high point of one intense fictional blowjob "Jen" gave "Jared" while they're waiting in the Impala to film a scene. Telling Jensen all the gory details of "Jared" nailing "Jen" against the side of "Jen"'s truck while they're hanging out in their director's chairs killing time. Hell, the kid's even taken to dropping choice tidbits while Jen's eating just to see if the son of a bitch will crack.
Yeah, crack. Jared hasn't seen Jensen crack yet.
"Jen pushes Jared back against the couch cushions when he least expects it, crawling over his long legs with a predatory gleam in his eyes --" Jensen's gaze flickers to Jared, and Jared's laughter dies away like it wasn't even there in the first place. He makes that antsy shift of his legs again, but Jen's mind goes to the entirely wrong (or right) place and wonders if he isn't doing that to cover something up.
"Well, hell," Jensen says, "can't say I won't follow a few stage directions," and the next thing he knows, he's crawling up Jared's body like scaling a tree.
Jared goes quiet but he's still grinning even if it is hazy around the edges and there's a comfortable, "Well, then," look that's settling into his eyes. Jensen glances at the papers again and back down at Jared's belt buckle.
Jared notices the look and his eyes narrow in suspicion. "What's it say?"
The papers drop from Jen's hand to the floor of the trailer, and he leers up at Jared as he pictures everything the story outlined playing out in his head. "Oh," he says, and tugs insistently at Jared's belt to undo it before pulling down his zipper, "nothing important."
A minute later when Jensen's lips slide along Jared's cock, Jared has a hell of an argument against the scenario in question being "nothing important" but can't form any words that aren't "fuck" and "Jen" and "more."
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Date: 2006-04-13 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 09:29 pm (UTC)Oh sexy, irritating boys! I love Jensen taking "stage directions". Hee!
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Date: 2006-04-13 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 09:56 pm (UTC)Now I'm going to go pimp this like crazy. *g*
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Date: 2006-04-13 11:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-14 12:00 am (UTC)But the fic was good. Thank you!
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Date: 2006-04-13 10:00 pm (UTC)It's both a funny and terrifying thought that the guys may actually stumble upon these stories for real, as they visit online forums etc. And for some reason, it's very easy to imagine Jared reading something out of curiosity. XD
Congrats for your first RPS piece! I can tell you once you start on that road, there's no turning back. ;D
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Date: 2006-04-13 10:09 pm (UTC)Love your stuff, keep writing! Thank you!
*off to re-read*
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Date: 2006-04-13 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-13 10:23 pm (UTC)RE: Prompt. EEE!
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Date: 2006-04-13 10:26 pm (UTC)Oh, my boys! *giggles* Were those actual quotes from fics? Because I'm pretty sure I've read all of those, LOL
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Date: 2006-04-13 11:23 pm (UTC)wwwweeee i love j2 fics!
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Date: 2006-04-14 12:47 am (UTC)This makes me happy because you're one of my fave writerz.
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Date: 2006-04-14 02:26 am (UTC)You rock; but you knew that. *g*
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Date: 2006-04-14 03:37 am (UTC)LOL, this is great.
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Date: 2006-04-14 03:58 am (UTC)...that is all.
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Date: 2006-04-14 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-14 06:25 am (UTC)Well, it's not like I can go to hell twice... :D
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Date: 2006-05-04 12:56 pm (UTC)And I don't fucking read RPF. But dude...these two are so having the hot, sweaty sex offscreen. Or thinking about it. Yes. *denial is pretty*
Anyway, this was awesome, and I'm working my way through the rest of your fics and recs...one moaning Jared Padalecki at a time.