Seven Deadly Sins: Sloth

[dephigravity]

The second installment of a series centered around the seven most sinful temptations.


Title: Lightning Strikes
Pairing: Jensen/ Jared
Characters: Jared, Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Missionary Position this is not!
Word Count: 1470
Disclaimer: If I did own them I wouldn't be on here, now would I?
Summary: Texas thunderstorms are wild and dangerous. What else are two young men supposed to do but stay in bed until the storm passes?
Author's Notes: Thanks again to my wonderful beta [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] as well as my special guest star beta [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com],they helped me see the error of my writing ways and make this all hopefully readable!


Jared stirred groggily at the rumbling of distant thunder. He clenched the pillow closer to his face, his hand refusing to come out from under the soft cushion on which his head rested. Strands of chestnut hair knotted together, fanned his face in disarray while sweat from the hot Texas night drenched his body. He yawned, drowning it into the pillowcase as his lips smacked together quietly. His right hand rose to scratch at the day’s worth of stubble lining his jaw. Jared cracked one eye open to grey light that spilled through the open curtain; rain pitter-pattering against the glass, forming beads. A flash of blue and white streaked across the sky, sending yet another low bellow rolling throughout the city.

Jared leaned backwards from his side, catching the faint breeze from the ceiling fan above him. He felt aimlessly to his side, searching for the form that should be there. He was a little surprised to find no trace of Jensen beside him. He struggled to sit up, untangling his legs from the twisted sheets.

Faint yellow light beamed from under the bathroom door. Jared could barely make out the light tapping of something against the sink as water from the faucet splashed against the basin. After a moment of silence, the light disappeared and Jensen opened the door.

“Good morning.” Jensen said casually.

Jared tried to fight off another yawn. “Morning. What are you doing up so early?”

“Meeting Josh for breakfast. We were supposed to have a tee time also, but I think that’s kind of out of the question,” he said as he gestured towards the window.

Jared flopped back on the bed, tugging the white cotton sheets up around his lengthy form. “Come back to bed,” he pleaded.

“I can’t. I made these plans a week ago Jare.”

“Cancel, I am not moving from this bed till I see sun,” he mumbled.

As if on cue, a bolt of lightning nearly blinded them and a booming rumble shook the house. The tinkling of rain became a down pour as wind mercilessly whipped the trees outside.

“See? Even Mother Nature says to stay in.” Jared closed his eyes, a pleased smirk growing on his face.

There was a faint shuffling sound at the far end of the room. Jared had already started dozing off when Jensen’s hand began its caressing slide along his back. Jared’s head relaxed back as Jensen rubbed his palm along his skin. It skimmed gently upwards, stopping momentarily to massage his shoulder. Jensen then ran his fingers down Jared’s arm, occasionally drawing circles in the hair.

Jensen gripped the sheet, shoving it further down the bed. When his hand returned, it fell to its place on Jared’s hip. Jared shifted his head on the pillow, his bottom lip tugged between his teeth, his hips thrust back and forth, ass cheeks clenched tightly under Jensen’s touch.

Jensen pressed his lips against the nape of Jared’s neck. Jared grunted faintly as Jensen’s hand brushed over the small patch of hair leading to his already hard cock. Fingers wrapped around the base, leisurely giving it a few quick tugs. Jensen traced kisses along Jared’s chin until they reached his lips. Jared tilted his head backwards, returning the kiss as minty aftertastes shocked his tongue.

Jared’s hip twisted into Jensen’s grasp; allowing him easier access as his fist worked his shaft, pausing occasionally to tease the head with his thumb. Jensen paused to taunt the head with his thumb.

“Roll over,” Jensen instructed, pulling away.

Jared obeyed, shifting completely on his back, elbows elevating his torso. Jensen pulled himself up on his knees, then draped over Jared’s body to pull open the nightstand drawer. He set down the small bottle and condom on the bed, then adjusted himself to hover above Jared’s dick. He kissed tenderly at the tip, tongue flicking at the slit then swirling along the edge.

Jared moaned without opening his lips, body collapsing back into the mattress. Jensen watched Jared closely as he sucked the head into his mouth, before releasing it with a pop. Lightning lit his sunken cheeks as he slid back down, taking more of Jared with every bob of his head. Jensen relaxed his jaw, allowing him to swallow the entire length. He held it in his mouth, Jared’s dick blocking off the back of his throat. He repeated a few more times before pulling off completely.

Jared gasped and stared at Jensen’s slick lips and green eyes. “You are killing me, you know that?” he panted.

Jensen flashed a grin as he reached back for the condom. He ripped open the wrapper and held the rubber between his fingers. He leaned in to put it on Jared but stopped before carrying through. Jared grunted in frustration as Jensen leaned back on his heels.

“Oh, come on!” Jared said as he punched the bed.

Jensen opened his mouth, placing the rounded latex between his lips and teeth. Before Jared’s mind could fathom what he was doing; Jensen fell forwards, sliding his lips along Jared’s cock once more. Jensen pulled off, revealing the now sheathed length.

“You have a very talented mouth,” Jared stated in awe as Jensen smiled in response.

Jensen grabbed the bottle of lube and drizzled a fair amount onto Jared’s dick. He then coated his index finger and dropped the bottle. He reached behind himself; leaning on his other arm for support, his body straightened while his dick stood at attention. Jared watched breathlessly while Jensen squirmed as his finger found the hole. A wave of pleasure swept over his face as the tip teased at his boyfriend’s pucker, before pushing past the ring of muscle. A whimper escaped through Jensen’s lips as he fingered himself, driving Jared insane. Jared gave an encouraging nod to Jensen, encouraging him to add another finger.

He reapplied lube once more, adding to Jared’s growing frustration. Jensen finally sat back on his knees and edged towards Jared, lifting one knee over the tanned abs. Jensen’s weight settled on Jared, the head of his dick poked into Jensen’s back.

Jensen felt behind him, grabbing hold of Jared’s dick as he pushed it downward towards his awaiting hole. He shifted his knees back to get a better angle. With one last look at Jared he pushed his pucker back onto Jared’s cock. A hiss passed through clenched teeth as Jensen took a moment to get used to the initial burn.

Jared’s hands gave Jensen’s thighs an encouraging brush, fingernails scraping on the return slide. Jared’s eyes clenched as he felt Jensen slide further down, muscles squeezing tautly at the forced intrusion. Jared pushed backwards into the pillows as Jensen continued on his excruciatingly slow progression until Jared finally felt the soft skin of Jensen’s ass against his crotch.

Jensen fell on top of him, lips sucking along Jared’s collar bone. He slowly pulled his ass away from Jared’s dick, only to fall back in repeated succession. The slap of skin mixed with the forgotten sound of rain.

Jensen clamped onto his lips, Jared tracing his tongue along the inside of Jensen’s mouth. He pulled away too soon, leaving Jared longing for more. Jensen continued to ride Jared’s shaft as his hands grazed down Jared’s chest.

He adjusted himself to a seated position as he carefully pulled one foot out from under his thigh. Jared flashed him a questioning look as Jensen extended his leg, toes flirting with Jared’s underarm.

“What are you doing?” Jared asked in a somewhat amused tone..

Jensen refused to answer, putting all of his weight on Jared, as the other foot came to rest against his other side. Jensen placed a hand on each side of Jared’s legs. He then slid his feet back in, lifting his knees in the air. His eyes opened wide as Jensen started riding him in again. A loud moan escaped from Jensen at the increased strain.

Jared’s hand wormed its way to Jensen’s cock pumping him as Jensen rose up and down. It didn’t take either of them long to feel that tug at the belly and balls. Jensen erupted seconds before Jared shot into the condom. Jensen collapsed on top of Jared’s legs. Jared’s hands held firmly to the back of Jensen’s knees. Both men panted, eyes fixed upwards at the fan’s blades.


After what seemed like hours, Jared felt for Jensen’s fingers and grabbed his hands to pull him forward until their chests met. Jared laid there still sheathed in Jensen, whose hair tickled his skin while he nuzzled against his chin.

“You know it’s supposed to rain all day right?” Jensen mumbled against his skin.

Jared yawned and replied, “I already told you, I am not leaving this bed until I see sunshine and neither are you.”




WRATH, LUST, GREED, GLUTTONY, PRIDE