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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-01-25 Words: 2430
****** Pierced ******
by dragonspell
Summary
     The first thing that Jared did when Jensen came over after school was
     lift up his shirt and give Jensen a grin that would have made the
     Cheshire Cat jealous. "Got it on Sunday," he said.
Notes
     Written for the
     [[info]]
blindfold_spn prompt "Jared/Jensen, high school Jared has a fresh nipple
piercing thanks to a dare, Jensen's fascinated."
The first thing that Jared did when Jensen came over after school was lift up
his shirt and give Jensen a grin that would have made the Cheshire Cat jealous.
“Got it on Sunday,” he said casually, like it was nothing that he had a small
loop of silver now going through the nipple that had been decided not pierced
when he and Jensen had gone swimming on Saturday. In the middle of staring,
waiting for his eyes to pop out of his head, Jensen was overwhelmed with the
image of Jared sitting shirtless in some skeevy tattoo parlor downtown, trying
not to squirm in the chair while a needle pushed through his nipple. All while
Jensen had probably been sitting in church pretending that he was a good boy
and not trying to get himself off by rubbing his trapped dick against the hard
pew when his mother wasn’t looking.
“Motherfucker,” Jensen breathed and sat down on the bed as well. He tugged at
the bottom of Jared’s shirt. “Let me see it again.”
Jared pulled up his shirt again, showing Jensen his chest and the metal ring
that was now attached. Jensen’s cock rose to half-mast and he pressed down on
it absently, trying to soothe the ache while he kept staring. He couldn’t take
his eyes off the little curve of silver. He wondered what it felt like, sitting
there against Jared’s warm skin. He wondered what it would taste like. He
wondered what Jared would taste like. Suddenly realizing where his hand was and
what it was doing, Jensen jerked it back over to the bed. Jesus. He’d been
feeling himself up while staring at his best friend’s chest.
That wasn’t exactly a new thought but it was the first time that Jensen had
been shameless enough to do it while Jared was right there. He swallowed and
looked away as Jared gently eased his shirt back down. “Man. Your mom is so
going to kill you,” he said, staring at Jared’s blue bedspread.
Jared laughed. “Probably. But it’s so going to be worth it to see Chad’s face.”
Jared threw himself backwards, folding his hands behind his head. “It’s going
to be so sweet.”
Jensen grimaced and turned sideways to look back at Jared’s face. “Dude. You
put a hunk of metal through your nip just so you could imagine what Murray’s
face would like when you showed him?”
Jared shrugged and raised a hand to lightly skim over his chest, feeling the
small loop underneath his shirt. Jensen’s cock filled a little bit more. Shit.
Either Jared was going to have to stop bringing attention to it like that or
Jensen was going to have to leave. “Did it hurt?” Jensen asked and Jared
stopped fondling himself for a minute.
“A little,” he said. “It’s getting better, though.” Jensen stared at the left
side of Jared’s chest like maybe he could see the piercing underneath the
fabric of Jared’s shirt. “Did you…” Jared tugged at the hem of his T again,
pulling it up to bare a thin strip of belly above his jeans. “Did you want to
see it again?”
Jensen jerked his eyes up to Jared’s face, wondering if Jared was asking what
he thought he was or if Jensen was just reading way too much into Jared’s tone,
a product of wishful thinking and having him mind blown by Jared’s insane
stunt. When Jensen didn’t answer right away, Jared pulled the shirt up a little
more, showing a bit more skin, and Jensen decided that either Jared knew
exactly what he was doing or he needed to be taught about the evils of being a
tease right the fuck now. Jensen turned around and climbed onto the bed on his
knees. “Yeah,” he said, taking Jared up on the offer. “Yeah, I do.”
Jared let out a soft sigh, like he’d been holding his breath and tugged the
shirt up the rest of the way, showing off the metal loop and the small bud of
his nipple again. Jensen’s heart felt like it was going to pound out of his
chest as his crawled forward and raised his hand to hover it over Jared’s flat
belly. Might as well go for broke. “Can I touch it?” he asked.
Jared’s moan went straight to his cock: it started to throb between his legs.
Guess that they were on the same page after all. Jensen was tempted to pinch
himself, just to see if this was real, but, then again, if this was a dream, he
didn’t think he wanted to wake up from it. He dropped his hand, his palm
flattening over Jared’s skinny body, feeling the heat that Jared was putting
off, and then slowly moved upwards as Jared laid motionless under his touch. By
the time that he reached his destination, though, his fingertips just a few
millimeters away from the tiny loop of silver, Jared was starting to tremble.
Jensen screwed up his courage and moved the rest of the way, his fingertips
sliding over the smooth metal. Jared’s breath caught in his throat.
Jensen pulled his hand back. “Does that hurt?” he asked He so badly wanted to
touch the piercing again—move beyond it and touch Jared’s reddened nipple—but,
if it hurt…
“No,” Jared denied, shaking his head. He bit his lip. “I liked it.”
Daring to smile, Jensen lowered his hand back down, smoothing his fingertips
over the piercing, feeling Jared’s skin and the almost alien texture of the
metal as Jared arched up underneath him. And he was hit by an insane thought.
“…Can I lick it?”
Jared’s hips bucked, drawing Jensen’s eye down to his crotch and Jensen’s heart
skipped a beat and then sped up. Jared…Jared was hard. And freaking huge.
Jensen could make out the thick shape of Jared’s dick underneath his loose
jeans and it was heading down his thigh. “Yeah,” Jared said, getting Jensen’s
attention again. “Yeah.”
Jensen swallowed hard and pressed down on his own dick as it begged for
attention. Jared was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, all stretched out on his
bed, his shirt tucked up around his armpits, his jeans hanging low around his
waist…and his pierced nipple right in between. Jensen moved over Jared, one
hand bracing on the other side, and dipped his head, licking his tongue out to
flick carefully over the metal ring, flipping it a little as he tasted it.
Underneath him, Jared squirmed, his stomach sucking inward, and, liking the
reaction, Jensen licked him again.
Jensen loved the difference between Jared’s slightly salty skin and the
metallic bite of the metal. He loved how, when he pushed his tongue against
Jared’s nipple, the furled bud gave way but the metal piercing it didn’t. And
he loved the way each flick of his tongue had Jared lifting up into it,
encouraging him. Daring a little more, Jensen pointed his tongue and hooked it
in the loop, tugging on it. Jared gasped and squirmed again, the bed shifting
underneath them as he writhed. Jensen let the little ring drop out of his mouth
and raised his head to stare at Jared’s face. “How does that feel?” he asked
breathlessly. He felt as if he had just run a marathon but yet didn’t know how
to stop—that his heart was going to beat right out of his chest but he still
had to keep going.
Jared’s eyes fluttered open, glassy and unfocused, and it was like a straight
punch in the gut. Then a hand was pushing into his hair and trying to convince
him to go back down. Jensen wasn’t about to argue.
He didn’t just lick it this time—he put his whole mouth on it. He parted his
lips and sealed them to Jared’s skin, sucking as his tongue flicked at the
piercing and the nipple it was attached to. God. He thought that he could do
this all day—sucking and licking and tasting. He moaned, low and helpless, as
his mouth worked over Jared’s nipple. Jared’s left hand was cupped around the
back of his head, keeping him attached but the other…
The bed was shaking underneath of them and it took Jensen awhile to figure out
that it wasn’t just from Jared’s squirms that, in fact, it was rather rhythmic.
He pulled away, panting as he licked his lips, still savoring the taste, and
glanced up at Jared’s focused and determined face. His eyes were closed and his
teeth were biting into his lower lip. The bed still rocking furiously
underneath of him, Jensen followed the smooth line of Jared’s throat down to
his right shoulder and across the length of his arm to where…to where…
Jared had his dick out, in full view, big and thick as he pumped it furiously
into his fist. Jensen’s own dick jumped in sympathy and he reached underneath
himself to grip it hard. Holy fuck. Holy fuck… Jared was jerking off. Jared was
jerking off in front of him. “Oh God,” Jensen moaned and ducked his head back
down to mouth Jared’s piercing again. He swirled his tongue around the metal
loop as his hand unzipped his jeans and buried inside of his underwear, his
cock just about leaping into his grip, and he jerked out beside Jared.
He couldn’t control his hips; they were instinctively humping his hand because
he was too turned on to even think anymore. Jared, his best friend, the guy
that Jensen had wanted since before he even knew what that meant, was jerking
off right beside him. Jensen bit down on the silver loop attached to Jared’s
chest and tugged.
Jared grunted in surprise and his entire body lifted up off the bed, tightening
into an arch. Jensen felt something warm splash his face but he was too busy
trying to get himself off to find out what it was. Jared’s chest was rising and
falling rapidly underneath of him as Jared kept whispering “Oh God…” over and
over and over.
Jensen was getting close when Jared finally collapsed back onto the bed, the
shaking and rolling underneath Jensen’s knees finally stopping. He was focused,
though. He was focused on the feeling of his hand around his dick and the
feeling of Jared’s pierced nipple in his mouth. He slid his tongue along the
metal again and, in the end, it really wasn’t Jensen’s hand that took him over
the edge: It was the way that Jared’s fingers curled in his hair and how Jared
arched and pushed his chest into Jensen’s mouth. Like a reciprocal chain,
Jensen was suddenly coming, his dick spurting and spilling all over Jared’s
bedsheets. Jensen panted against Jared’s chest as his hips jerked forward a few
more times and then he was done, the edge of pleasure washing over him and
leaving him adrift in a warm sea of contentment, his body buzzing nicely.
“Well, fuck,” he breathed, turning his head to rest his cheek against Jared’s
chest.
Jared took a deep breath, his chest expanding underneath Jensen, and nodded in
agreement. His fingers carded through Jensen’s hair, making Jensen hum in sated
satisfaction and, when Jensen opened his eyes, he was face to face with the
piercing that had started it all, the metal now slicked with spit and the
nipple pebbled and raised. He grinned—best dare ever—and blew gently, gusting
warm air over the wet skin. Jared shuddered.
“Ha,” Jensen said, laughing quietly, “like that?”
Jared’s fingers tugged gently at Jensen’s hair, not enough to cause pain, but
enough pressure to let Jensen know that he was there. Jensen rubbed his cheek
against Jared’s body. He kind of liked Jared pulling his hair. “’bout as much
as you like licking it,” Jared finally answered.
Jensen smiled and glanced up at Jared’s face. “You sure?” he asked. “‘Cause I
really liked licking it.”
“I noticed.” Jensen reached out and touched the small loop again, flipping it
upwards and feeling Jared squirm again underneath him. “I got it for you,” he
said and Jensen jerked his attention back up to Jared’s face, wondering what he
meant by that. “I know…I know that you’ve been watching me,” he admitted shyly.
“’Cause I was watchin’ back. And I saw that look on your face when Chad dared
me...”
Jensen swallowed. He hadn’t realized that he’d been that obvious. Jesus. The
whole school probably knew. And, yeah, he couldn’t deny that, when Chad had
made the dare, the first thing in Jensen’s mind wasn’t the laugh that Chad had
intended. It was the not-unappealing image of Jared going through with it.
And now he had. “I like it,” Jensen confessed, running his finger along the
metal again. He really liked it. He smiled and hooked his pinky finger in the
loop, tugging on it again and making Jared gasp. He loved the sensitivity that
it seemingly was causing. Jensen wanted to investigate further, but he knew
that Jared would probably shove him away if he did and, right now, Jensen was
too content to want to move. “But you didn’t have to get it just because I like
it.” Piercing or no piercing, Jensen still liked Jared. And Jared’s mom was
seriously going to kill him.
Jared’s hand dropped next to Jensen’s, one of his fingers poking at the
piercing. “I kind of like it too.” Jared’s finger trailed up over Jensen’s
hand, swirling in random circles. “Especially when you’re touching it.”
Jensen bit back a smile and tugged again, harder this time. “Like this, you
mean?”
“Ah! Fuck!” Jared’s hips rolled, bucking off the bed again as his head fell
back. “Yeah… Jesus, Jensen…”
Jensen laughed and let the loop drop back against Jared’s chest. When Jared
took a deep breath, though, thinking it was over, Jensen leaned over and gave
the piercing another firm lick. Jared groaned. “You’ve gonna torture me, now,
aren’t you?”
“You like it,” Jensen said, giving Jared’s reddened nipple a quick kiss of
apology. Jared wasn’t fooling him one bit. “And something’s gotta make up for
the fact that your mom’s going to kill you.”
“Right. I might die soon but at least I’ll go out happy.”
Jensen flattened his palm over the piercing, enjoying the incongruity of the
hard metal against Jared’s soft skin. “I’m selfless like that,” he teased.
Smiling back at him, Jared placed his hand over Jensen’s and Jensen’s heart
gave a quick squeeze. This was a new beginning. He liked that.
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