continued from OM
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Jensen smiled into the kiss, at the way Shaun sighed and leaned into it and at the way he tasted on his lips. Fuck, he loved this. He pressed in closer, deepening the kiss, groaning soft into it as his hand ran up his arm. His fingers slipped under the band of Shaun’s shorts, then his hand. All he wanted to do was make him feel good.
Shaun groaned and rested his head against his shoulder, anticipation hanging heavy in his stomach. His hand was warm, stark contrast to the cold of the water, and his cock jumped in response to it. "Shit," he hissed, eyes closing tight as his fingers dug in to his skin. Fuck, they were really doing this, right here, right fucking now. "Just, shit, Jay."
Jensen loved it when Shaun called him that. His hand stopped where it was, didn’t move any further. His mouth trailed soft, lingering kisses along Shaun’s neck. “Want me to stop?” he asked quietly. He nuzzled into his neck, his free hand sliding up his side in a slow caress. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
"No, I definitely don't." Fuck, that was the last thing he wanted right now. He couldn't believe they were doing this, right here in this cavern, with the moon and stars shining in, outdoors. He was almost certain they wouldn't be come across, though, and being outdoors...He didn't know if it was weird, but there was something exciting about it.
He groaned, and the sound of it bounced off the walls, enveloping them both in the sound. "Fuck," he hissed, and his fingers dug into him as he kissed him, bruising hard.
Jensen moaned. He pressed into Shaun, melted against him, kissing him back, lips parting for his tongue. Fuck, he couldn’t believe this was happening. Here they were out under the stars, far away from their room and the school, and Shaun was holding onto him like that, kissing him like he wanted this more than anything.
Fingers digging into the back of Shaun’s neck, Jensen pressed in more. The water was cold, but Shaun was so warm and so fucking eager and all Jensen wanted was to be close to him. His hand closed around his cock finally and he stroked slow until his thumb could find the head of it.
Shaun clung to him, his feet on either side of Jensen's, toes digging into the sandy floor. His fingers itched to move, find more of him, and he let them roam over the bony corners and hard muscles under smooth, freckled skin. Jensen's skin was covered in goosebumps, and he didn't know if it were the cold water or him, but he liked to think it was at least a mixture of the two. A finger snagged on his navel, and he hooked it in, letting his fingers catch the water that tracked down his stomach.
He pulled back from the kiss, and in the dim light, he could see the freckles on his nose and the way droplets clung to his eyelashes, before he blinked them away. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he said, hushed, and he leaned in to kiss him again.
A blush colored Jensen’s cheeks and he grinned, embarrassed. He started to reply, to make a joke, but his quip was cut off by a kiss. It was soft, sweet almost. It lacked the urgency of the kiss before it, yet somehow was filled with just as much want. He made a quiet sound into it and his hand slid to the back of Shaun’s head, burying itself in his hair.
Jensen’s hand kept up the rhythm he’d set--A slow pull up Shaun’s cock, a roll of his thumb over the head, and a slow stroke back down. He broke for air, nuzzled at Shaun’s neck, and then started to trail kisses along the cool, wet skin. “If you like this, just wait ‘til we’re in our tent and I go down on you.”
Shaun moaned and shuddered as the image came to him almost unbidden, Jensen knelt over him, his warm mouth working him over while he kept his hands in his hair. "Fuck," he swore, spitting the word out, and his hands gripped him tight, tails biting into his chilled skin.
“You like that?” Jensen asked quietly, mouth still cutting a slow path along his skin. “Hearing about my lips around your cock? Your cock in my mouth?” He stroked him faster as he talked, thumb pressed on the underside of his erection. “Fuck, babe, you feel so good in my hand.” A grin. “So good in my mouth too.”
Shaun gave a full bodied shudder, biting his lip hard as he tried not to come yet. He felt so, so fucking good, and he wanted to wait but, christ. Jensen had a fucking mouth on him, and it never failed to make him feel like he was melting.
"Fuuuck," he groaned, dragging it out before leaning up to kiss him, hard and bruising. "Please."
Jensen kissed Shaun. His mouth pressed hard to his, tongue in his mouth, devouring hungrily as his hand kept at the steady rhythm. “Please, what?” He asked, forehead pressed against his. “What do you want, Shaun? Tell me.”
Shaun wasn't able to get it out, panting and groaning against him as he clutched at him, keeping him as close as he could. He was close, so he crushed his mouth against Jensen's again, moaning into his mouth as he came hard. He immediately collapsed against Jensen's chest, breathing softly as he pressed in, just wanting to be close.
“It’s alright,” Jensen soothed quietly, pressing a soft kiss on Shaun’s temple. “I’ve got you.” He tucked Shaun back into his pants with care and then drew him against him, kissing his temple again. The water was colder now somehow and he could feel as Shaun shivered against it, could feel the raised goosebumps all over his skin. “We should get you dried off. We can go get our tent set up, start a fire and lie out by it...”
"Goddamn, Jay," he muttered, wrapping his arms around Jensen's waist and holding him closer for a few moments. He could feel Jensen hard against his leg and he felt bad to leave him hanging like that, but at least he could make it up to him tonight. "Sounds good, dude."
He leaned up to kiss him again, then got started moving, his hand in his. "Alright, tent, fire, food," he grinned like an idiot as he added, "then fucking." He laughed at his stupid joke, rolling his eyes at himself.
Jensen laughed and caught Shaun’s hand as he tried to walk out of the water, tugging him back in to plant a kiss on his mouth. “Sounds awesome.”
This weekend was turning out totally different than what Jensen had expected. There was all this touching and kissing and flirting. (Well, Shaun was flirting. Jensen was attempting some approximation of flirting.) And there was sex. All the sex ever apparently. And they weren’t drunk or high, they were doing it all just because. He was sorta…regretting that the weekend would eventually end and they’d go home and everything would go back to normal.
“Come on.” Jensen started for the shore. “I’ll race you to our stuff.”
Jensen smiled into the kiss, at the way Shaun sighed and leaned into it and at the way he tasted on his lips. Fuck, he loved this. He pressed in closer, deepening the kiss, groaning soft into it as his hand ran up his arm. His fingers slipped under the band of Shaun’s shorts, then his hand. All he wanted to do was make him feel good.
Shaun groaned and rested his head against his shoulder, anticipation hanging heavy in his stomach. His hand was warm, stark contrast to the cold of the water, and his cock jumped in response to it. "Shit," he hissed, eyes closing tight as his fingers dug in to his skin. Fuck, they were really doing this, right here, right fucking now. "Just, shit, Jay."
Jensen loved it when Shaun called him that. His hand stopped where it was, didn’t move any further. His mouth trailed soft, lingering kisses along Shaun’s neck. “Want me to stop?” he asked quietly. He nuzzled into his neck, his free hand sliding up his side in a slow caress. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
"No, I definitely don't." Fuck, that was the last thing he wanted right now. He couldn't believe they were doing this, right here in this cavern, with the moon and stars shining in, outdoors. He was almost certain they wouldn't be come across, though, and being outdoors...He didn't know if it was weird, but there was something exciting about it.
He groaned, and the sound of it bounced off the walls, enveloping them both in the sound. "Fuck," he hissed, and his fingers dug into him as he kissed him, bruising hard.
Jensen moaned. He pressed into Shaun, melted against him, kissing him back, lips parting for his tongue. Fuck, he couldn’t believe this was happening. Here they were out under the stars, far away from their room and the school, and Shaun was holding onto him like that, kissing him like he wanted this more than anything.
Fingers digging into the back of Shaun’s neck, Jensen pressed in more. The water was cold, but Shaun was so warm and so fucking eager and all Jensen wanted was to be close to him. His hand closed around his cock finally and he stroked slow until his thumb could find the head of it.
Shaun clung to him, his feet on either side of Jensen's, toes digging into the sandy floor. His fingers itched to move, find more of him, and he let them roam over the bony corners and hard muscles under smooth, freckled skin. Jensen's skin was covered in goosebumps, and he didn't know if it were the cold water or him, but he liked to think it was at least a mixture of the two. A finger snagged on his navel, and he hooked it in, letting his fingers catch the water that tracked down his stomach.
He pulled back from the kiss, and in the dim light, he could see the freckles on his nose and the way droplets clung to his eyelashes, before he blinked them away. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he said, hushed, and he leaned in to kiss him again.
A blush colored Jensen’s cheeks and he grinned, embarrassed. He started to reply, to make a joke, but his quip was cut off by a kiss. It was soft, sweet almost. It lacked the urgency of the kiss before it, yet somehow was filled with just as much want. He made a quiet sound into it and his hand slid to the back of Shaun’s head, burying itself in his hair.
Jensen’s hand kept up the rhythm he’d set--A slow pull up Shaun’s cock, a roll of his thumb over the head, and a slow stroke back down. He broke for air, nuzzled at Shaun’s neck, and then started to trail kisses along the cool, wet skin. “If you like this, just wait ‘til we’re in our tent and I go down on you.”
Shaun moaned and shuddered as the image came to him almost unbidden, Jensen knelt over him, his warm mouth working him over while he kept his hands in his hair. "Fuck," he swore, spitting the word out, and his hands gripped him tight, tails biting into his chilled skin.
“You like that?” Jensen asked quietly, mouth still cutting a slow path along his skin. “Hearing about my lips around your cock? Your cock in my mouth?” He stroked him faster as he talked, thumb pressed on the underside of his erection. “Fuck, babe, you feel so good in my hand.” A grin. “So good in my mouth too.”
Shaun gave a full bodied shudder, biting his lip hard as he tried not to come yet. He felt so, so fucking good, and he wanted to wait but, christ. Jensen had a fucking mouth on him, and it never failed to make him feel like he was melting.
"Fuuuck," he groaned, dragging it out before leaning up to kiss him, hard and bruising. "Please."
Jensen kissed Shaun. His mouth pressed hard to his, tongue in his mouth, devouring hungrily as his hand kept at the steady rhythm. “Please, what?” He asked, forehead pressed against his. “What do you want, Shaun? Tell me.”
Shaun wasn't able to get it out, panting and groaning against him as he clutched at him, keeping him as close as he could. He was close, so he crushed his mouth against Jensen's again, moaning into his mouth as he came hard. He immediately collapsed against Jensen's chest, breathing softly as he pressed in, just wanting to be close.
“It’s alright,” Jensen soothed quietly, pressing a soft kiss on Shaun’s temple. “I’ve got you.” He tucked Shaun back into his pants with care and then drew him against him, kissing his temple again. The water was colder now somehow and he could feel as Shaun shivered against it, could feel the raised goosebumps all over his skin. “We should get you dried off. We can go get our tent set up, start a fire and lie out by it...”
"Goddamn, Jay," he muttered, wrapping his arms around Jensen's waist and holding him closer for a few moments. He could feel Jensen hard against his leg and he felt bad to leave him hanging like that, but at least he could make it up to him tonight. "Sounds good, dude."
He leaned up to kiss him again, then got started moving, his hand in his. "Alright, tent, fire, food," he grinned like an idiot as he added, "then fucking." He laughed at his stupid joke, rolling his eyes at himself.
Jensen laughed and caught Shaun’s hand as he tried to walk out of the water, tugging him back in to plant a kiss on his mouth. “Sounds awesome.”
This weekend was turning out totally different than what Jensen had expected. There was all this touching and kissing and flirting. (Well, Shaun was flirting. Jensen was attempting some approximation of flirting.) And there was sex. All the sex ever apparently. And they weren’t drunk or high, they were doing it all just because. He was sorta…regretting that the weekend would eventually end and they’d go home and everything would go back to normal.
“Come on.” Jensen started for the shore. “I’ll race you to our stuff.”
