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salixbabylonTitle: If I Could Rearrange the Alphabet, I'd Put "U" and "I" Together
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salixbabylon
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17 (overall)
Word Count: 498
Disclaimer: No offense meant at all to the real guys. This is just fiction, people.
Summary: Jared and Jensen take a romp through the alphabet, teasing each other relentlessly all the way. AKA domestic schmoop, guy-style.
Notes: Thanks go out to everyone who contributed word prompts –aelfwitchfic, okinay, tularia, sarka, anorienparker, violetlemon47, gigglingkat, baileymoyes, griffndor, autumn_witch78, seanlily, arieltachna, and sileya. And of course to sarka for her writing help and betaing.
If I Could Rearrange the Alphabet, I'd Put "U" and "I" Together
X is for Xena: Warrior Princess marathon, from gigglingkat
"So, didja ever jerk it to Xena?"
Jensen gave Jared a sideways glance. "Um. What?"
Nodding at the TV where Xena, Warrior Princess, was ululating and kicking ass, Jared made a crude jerking-off gesture. "You know."
"Not really, no. There's no TV in my bedroom at my folks' house."
Jared shrugged. "There's always the computer. DVDs."
"So I take it that means you did, then?"
"Hell yeah. Xena's got a great rack."
Jensen nodded in agreement and they both watched the show for a few moments in silent appreciation of the woman's assets.
"Do you miss them?" he finally asked.
"What? Boobs?"
Jensen nodded.
Jared shrugged. "Boobs are fun."
"Haven't we had this discussion before?" Jensen wondered. "Anyway, I'm not debating whether boobs are fun or not: duh. I'm asking if you miss them," he said, fiddling with the remote.
"Hm. Sometimes, I guess. Boobs, pussy; women in general." Jared paused for a few minutes. "But I missed dick when I was with Sandy. So it's not like... Not like I'm not used to it. Not like I'm dying for something I can't have."
A noncommittal noise of semi-agreement was the response. Jensen seemed to be focusing his full attention on the TV - but Jared knew better than that.
"Plus, I guess we haven't really said whether boobs are something I can't have. Or that you can't, either. Or other dicks, I guess."
Jensen looked confused and also somewhat alarmed. "What?"
"Well, we haven't said. You haven't said. Is this an open kind of thing or are we looking at monogamy? If it's open, is it just open for girls when we want them, or can we fuck other dudes too?" Jared grabbed the remote from Jen and turned off the TV. "How do you want this to be?"
"What do you want?"
"Oh no; you don't get to play the martyr with me, asshole. Tell me what you want – just me? Girls too? Free agent – or anyone you wanna fuck?"
"Dude, you're the one who just got out of a four-year long relationship. I don't... I don't wanna tie you down again if you wanna play the field." Jensen's body language was purposefully nonchalant but Jared could read the tension hiding in his eyebrows and his restless hands like a pro.
"I can't believe you're making me spell this out because you're too dumb to know, jerk, but I just want you. No other guys. No girls." Jared took Jensen's hands and slid down to kneel on the floor between his legs. He fluttered his eyelashes. "Jen, I love you. And I wouldn't trade this for even the most bouncy boobs in the world."
Jensen shoved him, a smile breaking through the tension on his face. "God, you're such a dork. I have no idea why I put up with you."
"You love me," Jared grinned.
"Not really; I'm just sleeping with you because it's so convenient."
"Same thing," Jared said, leaning in for a kiss.
Y is for Yellow
Author:
salixbabylonPairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17 (overall)
Word Count: 498
Disclaimer: No offense meant at all to the real guys. This is just fiction, people.
Summary: Jared and Jensen take a romp through the alphabet, teasing each other relentlessly all the way. AKA domestic schmoop, guy-style.
Notes: Thanks go out to everyone who contributed word prompts –
aelfwitchfic, okinay, tularia, sarka, anorienparker, violetlemon47, gigglingkat, baileymoyes, griffndor, autumn_witch78, seanlily, arieltachna, and sileya. And of course to sarka for her writing help and betaing.If I Could Rearrange the Alphabet, I'd Put "U" and "I" Together
gigglingkat"So, didja ever jerk it to Xena?"
Jensen gave Jared a sideways glance. "Um. What?"
Nodding at the TV where Xena, Warrior Princess, was ululating and kicking ass, Jared made a crude jerking-off gesture. "You know."
"Not really, no. There's no TV in my bedroom at my folks' house."
Jared shrugged. "There's always the computer. DVDs."
"So I take it that means you did, then?"
"Hell yeah. Xena's got a great rack."
Jensen nodded in agreement and they both watched the show for a few moments in silent appreciation of the woman's assets.
"Do you miss them?" he finally asked.
"What? Boobs?"
Jensen nodded.
Jared shrugged. "Boobs are fun."
"Haven't we had this discussion before?" Jensen wondered. "Anyway, I'm not debating whether boobs are fun or not: duh. I'm asking if you miss them," he said, fiddling with the remote.
"Hm. Sometimes, I guess. Boobs, pussy; women in general." Jared paused for a few minutes. "But I missed dick when I was with Sandy. So it's not like... Not like I'm not used to it. Not like I'm dying for something I can't have."
A noncommittal noise of semi-agreement was the response. Jensen seemed to be focusing his full attention on the TV - but Jared knew better than that.
"Plus, I guess we haven't really said whether boobs are something I can't have. Or that you can't, either. Or other dicks, I guess."
Jensen looked confused and also somewhat alarmed. "What?"
"Well, we haven't said. You haven't said. Is this an open kind of thing or are we looking at monogamy? If it's open, is it just open for girls when we want them, or can we fuck other dudes too?" Jared grabbed the remote from Jen and turned off the TV. "How do you want this to be?"
"What do you want?"
"Oh no; you don't get to play the martyr with me, asshole. Tell me what you want – just me? Girls too? Free agent – or anyone you wanna fuck?"
"Dude, you're the one who just got out of a four-year long relationship. I don't... I don't wanna tie you down again if you wanna play the field." Jensen's body language was purposefully nonchalant but Jared could read the tension hiding in his eyebrows and his restless hands like a pro.
"I can't believe you're making me spell this out because you're too dumb to know, jerk, but I just want you. No other guys. No girls." Jared took Jensen's hands and slid down to kneel on the floor between his legs. He fluttered his eyelashes. "Jen, I love you. And I wouldn't trade this for even the most bouncy boobs in the world."
Jensen shoved him, a smile breaking through the tension on his face. "God, you're such a dork. I have no idea why I put up with you."
"You love me," Jared grinned.
"Not really; I'm just sleeping with you because it's so convenient."
"Same thing," Jared said, leaning in for a kiss.
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