Author: jujitsuelf PM
Jensen's singing. Cougar's annoyed. Naturally Cougar does something about the situation. Naturally Jensen gets his revenge. Warnings - here be slash, here be smut. Mature content ahead Captain!Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Cougar & J. Jensen - Chapters: 3 - Words: 22,088 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 01-17-12 - Published: 01-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 7705112
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Payback is a Bitch – Chapter 3
Massive thanks as ever to Cougar'sCatnip, without whom this would never have happened.
Disclaimer – still not mine, never will be.
Cougar puffed the hair out of his eyes and squinted up at Jensen, who was carefully undoing the cuffs holding him to the bed. Jake grinned and blew him a kiss, then said, "You do realise I'm going to hold you to what you just said? I'm so not doing any laundry or dish washing for the next week."
The sniper frowned and muttered, "I thought you might say that."
"You gonna argue about it?" Jensen paused in unbuckling the left cuff.
Cougar smiled slowly. "No. I'm better at laundry than you, how you ever manage to have clean clothes is beyond me. And dish washing isn't so bad, you just have no patience."
"Very true," Jensen nodded, "So you won't mind doing my share, huh?" He smiled again, "This is why I love you."
Another slow smile graced Cougar's face and Jensen felt himself melt slightly. Honestly, he was such a girl sometimes, at least as far as Cougs was concerned. A small smile, a gentle laugh and he felt himself going all gooey and silly inside. He really had to get some sort of handle on that.
"What about the other thing I said?" Cougar asked softly, not wanting to distract Jensen from the task of freeing him.
Jensen positively leered. "Hmm, you mean that little comment about you being my willing slave from now on? I liked that part."
"Yeah, I thought you did." Cougar said, feeling his cheeks burn slightly. He took a deep breath for courage and continued, "So what are you going to do? Make me do your laundry in my underwear?"
The younger man shook with laughter as he replied, "That wasn't my first idea, but now you mention it..." His smile grew even broader as he saw Cougar's eyes turn worried. "Don't panic, I don't plan to do anything humiliating to you. But it would be nice to not have to make dinner tonight, or breakfast tomorrow, and everyone knows your coffee-making skills are epic. So that's what you can do, relieve me of all household chores for the next few days. If the need to do laundry in your boxers becomes overwhelming, please don't fight it."
By now Cougar was smiling again and he rolled his eyes in affectionate exasperation. "You had the opportunity to get me to do anything you wanted, without a fight, and you choose household chores? You amaze me."
Jensen laughed again and freed Cougar's other hand, then knelt on the bed as the sniper sat up, rubbing his wrists. Blue eyes caught Cougar's and suddenly Jensen's face was only a few inches away. When he spoke his voice was husky again and Cougar swore he felt it go straight to his groin, tired though he was.
"Would you really have done anything?"
Cougar smiled again, "Have you ever known me go back on my word?"
"Not that I can remember" admitted Jensen.
Cougar shifted and settled back on his elbows, stretching his neck to ease out some of the tension that had suddenly built up there.
He and Jensen had been fooling around with each other for a while now. It had taken them years to actually admit that there was any sort of attraction between them. The army hadn't been the best place to question your sexuality. Besides, neither of them thought of themselves as gay. They both liked women and they both did their best to flirt and sleep with women, Cougar having slightly more success on that front. However, any desire either of them felt for anyone else was completely eclipsed by the sheer need they had for each other. Each of them privately thought that sex with each other was better by far than any other sex they'd ever had.
Cougar always struggled to put his feelings for Jake into words, even in his head. Quite a few times now, he'd been ready with his mouth open, waiting for the words to come out, telling his cariño how much he truly adored him. Nothing ever happened, and Cougar became more frustrated with himself every time. Surely he couldn't fail again, not after what they'd done over the past two days. If they were ever going to be at ease with one another, it was now, right?
It wasn't that the sniper was worried that his feelings wouldn't be returned. Both of them kind of knew that the other cared very deeply, but being the manly men they were, saying 'I love you' out loud did not come naturally.
For starters, the 'I love you' statement was serious, and being serious did not sit well with Jensen. He'd built his whole outward persona on being the comic relief of any team. It was his mask and he could keep it on for weeks at a time. Very few people saw the real, slightly unsure man underneath. He was at his ease with Cougar though, so he could afford to let the mask slip, if only a little. At least that's what he'd been telling himself for the past few months. Their relationship had gone beyond mere fuck buddies a long time ago, and Jensen found himself getting jealous of any girl Cougar bought home, even if they did invite him to join them.
Jensen often told Cougar he loved him, just to gauge the sniper's reaction. He'd tag a smile onto the words, just to lighten the atmosphere, in case Cougar got a little wary of the whole commitment issue. The younger man surprised himself the first time he used the word 'commitment' in his head. Huh. Maybe that really was what he wanted, the knowledge that Cougar wasn't just using him as a girl-substitute, that he genuinely did want Jensen more than anyone else, maybe Jensen wanted the white picket fence after all.
But Cougar never reacted at all. He'd roll his eyes or smile a little, but never give Jake any real indication of how the words affected him. It was getting annoying, and Jensen was determined to sort the whole damn mess out, once and for all. They'd been doing some of the most intimate things they'd ever tried over the past two days. If there was ever a time to attempt the 'I love you' talk, it was now, right?
Jensen sucked in a deep breath and muttered, "Looks like I should re-think the household chores thing then, huh?"
Cougar nodded silently, his eyes far away, as though he was deep in thought. Jensen waved a hand in front of the handsome face and said "Earth to Carlos, anyone home?"
The sniper blinked rapidly and seemed to notice Jensen for the first time. He smiled slightly and replied, "Si, estoy aqui." Yes, I'm here.
"Where did you go?" Jensen laughed.
Cougar was quiet again for a minute, then said, "Somewhere important."
Jensen's face was animated as he asked excitedly, "Were you thinking about what to do for dinner? Can you make enchiladas, pleeeease?"
"Yeah, sure." Cougar answered distractedly. "Jake. Umm. We need to talk. Oh God, that sounds so melodramatic."
Blue eyes wide and wary, Jensen sat further down the bed and started picking at the blankets. "What's up, Cougs?" he asked quietly. Inside he was suddenly feeling a bit sick. Words like 'we need to talk' rarely heralded the start of an enjoyable conversation. Was Cougar about to announce that he'd had enough of fucking Jensen seven ways from Sunday? If so, Jensen wasn't sure he could take it like a man, sobbing hysterically was definitely in the cards. You know, when he was alone and could retain a tiny bit of dignity. He bit his lip, hoping Cougar would start talking before his nerve broke and he begged the sniper not to leave him.
As badly as Cougar wanted to explain to Jensen how he actually felt, he simply couldn't force the words out of his throat. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, knowing he looked like a slowly dying fish.
Cougar sighed and gave a faint smile. "Jake, I'm not like you. I'm not good with words. I've got things I want to say, no, things I need to say, but I can't figure out how."
The faint smile was echoed by Jensen, Cougar noticed it didn't reach his eyes.
"Good things or bad things?" asked the younger man hesitantly.
"Good things" Cougar's voice was firm and Jensen relaxed a tiny bit.
"Well," Jensen said slowly, inching closer to the sniper, "if you can't think of the words, then just show me what you want to say. You're normally the expert at non-verbal communication. So communicate, non-verbally."
Cougar raised a hand and slowly traced his thumb down Jensen's cheek, noting happily how the other man's eyes closed in pleasure. With the lightest of touches he brushed a finger across that gorgeously full bottom lip. His dick gave the tiniest twitch, but now was not the time to think about fucking Jake, he told himself sternly. Hopefully, if all went well, that might happen later.
Jake's eyes were open again, watching Cougar with a strange expression in them. The older man thought he could see a mixture of wary hope, lust and something else, something guarded. It was as if Jake was hoping Cougar would tell him just how much he loved him, but he was ready to hide behind an easy smile if that didn't pan out.
Continuing to rub small circles on Jensen's cheek with one hand, Cougar raised the other and slipped it round the back of his neck. Carefully, using only the lightest pressure, the sniper slid his hand up and down rhythmically, doing his best to stroke the tension out of his amante.
Jensen was breathing deeply and slowly, just enjoying the feeling of Cougar being so close. They rarely got to this point, just touching and revelling in the intimacy, normally they were too caught up in ripping each other's clothes off. Times like these were to be savored, stored away in the memory bank and accessed on long, cold evenings.
A soft sigh escaped Jensen and he leaned into Cougar, resting his forehead on the smaller man's shoulder. Cougar felt Jake's long eyelashes flutter against his skin as he closed his eyes. Jensen's hand rose, seemingly unbidden, and rested against Cougar's ribs. Those ribs moved as the sniper breathed deeply. Jensen gently stroked downwards, letting his palm glide over the tanned skin, until it came to rest on Cougar's hip.
Cougar's hand continued stroking up and down Jensen's neck. He'd started crooning nonsensically, in neither English nor Spanish, just quiet, soothing noises. Jensen vaguely thought that it sounded like someone gentling a skittish horse. Huh, if he were a horse he'd let Cougar ride him any day.
The muscles in Jensen's shoulders relaxed another fraction under Cougar's fingers and Jake rested more of his weight against the other man. Turning his head, he nuzzled his face into the soft crook of Cougar 's neck. For all the world like a little boy seeking solace in his mama's arms, Jensen wriggled closer and snaked an arm round the sniper's trim waist, hanging on for dear life. He wiggled his nose against the honey colored skin and felt Cougar rub his cheek against his short hair.
Never letting up with the slow upward, downward motion of his hand on Jensen's neck, Cougar realised his brain was starting to yell at him. Talk, idiot, say something! The man he loved was here, as close as it was possible to get, naked as the day he was born, waiting for Cougar to tell him just what his true feelings were. So talk, fool.
After a few deep breaths and much swallowing, trying to lubricate his suddenly dry throat, Cougar said hoarsely, "Jensen, Jake. Mi cariño, lo siento. I'm so bad at this, I should be able to tell you exactly what I feel, just how much you mean to me." He sighed in frustration, "God, I'm such an idiot."
Jensen shook his head vehemently but didn't remove it from the sniper's neck. His voice was muffled as he said "No you're not. This is fucking difficult. I can't think of the words either. Just say anything."
Cougar snorted with brief laughter and grinned. He ran his fingers through the short blond hair and carefully pulled Jake's head back, gazing intently into those baby-blue eyes. What the hell, may as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb, or whatever the saying was. He grazed his lips against Jensen's ear and whispered, "Te quiero más que yo jamás puedo explicar. Yo no quiero besar nadie pero tu para el resto de mi vida. Tu me mantiene sano, yo no puedo vivir sin usted. Te amo. I love you." I love you more than I can ever explain. I don't want to kiss anyone but you for the rest of my life. You keep me sane, I can't live without you. I love you.
Jensen gazed at him steadily for a second then smiled and said, "That's cheating you know. I never said you could declare your love for me in Spanish. But since we're at it. Te quiero más que adoraría tener un completamente nuevo laptop de Alienware MX18. Es la cosa más atractiva que yo jamás he visto y yo nunca paro desearle. Prometo que yo nunca hago. Te amo tambien." I love you more than I'd love to have a brand new Alienware MX18 laptop. You're the sexiest thing I've ever seen and I never stop wanting you. I promise I never will. I love you too.
Cougar smiled. Jake had seen him smile before, countless times, but this was something quite different. It spread across his face like a slow sunrise, his eyes lighting up with sheer, unguarded joy. It didn't stop at a small grin like it usually did, oh no. This smile grew until it was a full-grown beam, Cougar's teeth shining against the backdrop of his tanned skin. Jensen had never seen the man look so damn happy. Not even when Jake had promised never to touch his scope ever again, after packing it in his own bag by mistake during a hurried exit from Honduras, causing a major panic when Cougar couldn't locate it.
Suddenly, warm hands were either side of Jensen's face and he was dragged back to the present. The oh so wonderful present. Cougar was looking at him as though he'd never seen him before, and found him the most beautiful thing on Earth. Jensen went slightly pink as those gorgeous brown eyes bored into his. He grinned and said, "Well that was easy. Don't know what took us so long. You okay, Cougs?"
The smile was still plastered across Cougar's face and showed no sign of leaving. With a small chuckle, Jake said, "You keep smiling like that, you're gonna get crows feet. I love you and all, but I am not going to the beauty counter and asking for the best male anti-aging cream. You're on your own there, buddy."
"Jake" Cougar's voice was soft.
Cougar pressed a quick, chaste kiss to Jensen's lips. Those lips curved into a sweet smile, and a pink tongue peeked out to wet them. Quickly darting his own tongue forward, Cougar touched the tip of it to Jensen's. Something like an electric shock travelled down to Jensen's groin, and he wondered whether Cougar could feel his rapidly hardening dick twitching. Then the sniper's tongue carefully started lapping at every bit of skin on Jake's lips and he forgot to care.
In the last few months it had mostly been Cougar's mouth on his, very rarely did Jake feel the need to pick up anyone else. Cougar's kisses had always been insistent and demanding, reducing Jake to a quivering pile of moaning need before long. Now however, it was gentle, caressing, loving. Cougar's tongue slid across the velvet-soft skin inside Jake's bottom lip and travelled up to lick the roof of his mouth. Jake smiled widely and Cougar took this as a sign to continue.
The sniper twirled his tongue around Jake's, enjoying the quiet battle for control. Jensen suddenly placed both hands on Cougar's shoulders and pushed him down, flat on his back. For the second time that day, Cougar found himself pinned beneath Jensen. This time however, he wasn't arguing about it. He gripped Jake's hair and pulled him closer, making their lip-lock almost painful. A small growl came from Jensen's chest and he twisted his fingers in Cougar's hair, enjoying the silky feel of it against his skin.
"You do realise I'm going to use your comment from earlier against you, don't you?" Jensen murmured against Cougar's mouth.
"Huh?" Cougar grunted, too lost in the taste of Jake's lips to comprehend.
Jensen pulled back for a second and smiled wickedly. "Willing slave, mi querido novio. My darling boyfriend. Ring any bells? I'm in charge."
"What makes you think I was hoping you'd forgotten that?" Cougar whispered against Jensen's neck as he sucked light kisses onto it. "I was counting on you remembering it." He lay back and wriggled into the mattress, flinging his arms above his head with a sly grin. "Take me Jake, take me hard."
Jensen chuckled delightedly, "You've been watching my Firefly DVDs haven't you? I told you I'd make you a fan eventually."
Cougar shrugged, "Zoe's hot."
Jake slid his hands up Cougar's arms and twined their fingers together. He rested his head against Cougar's shoulder again. Cougar sighed happily, as though he'd finally come home after a really long time away.
The sniper felt something feather-light brush over his cheek. He turned slightly and saw Jensen's eyelashes fluttering over his skin. "Butterfly kisses," he murmured softly, "I always did wonder what it would feel like if you gave me butterfly kisses." Jake's eyes opened wide and he blinked twice, very slowly, letting the fine lashes trail along Cougar's cheek.
"I'll do this all over you if you want" Jensen said hoarsely. He lowered his head and pushed his face into Cougar's neck, after pressing a few kisses to the sniper's jugular and Adam's Apple, he let his eyes slide shut, feeling the lashes drag over the tender skin of Cougar's throat. Apparently Cougar could feel those lashes too, because he sighed again and tilted his chin up, exposing more of his neck to his lover.
Jensen sucked a small mark onto that tanned neck, just as a little reminder to Cougar of who he now belonged to. As ever, the other man arched into him, trying to get closer. Jake felt Cougar's hips rise from the bed slightly, and he pulled one hand away from the tangle of fingers above his head, to slowly run it along the sniper's hipbone, tickling slightly.
Cougar chuckled quietly and dragged his hand down over Jake's back, letting the nails scratch ever so slightly. Jensen threw his head back with a grin and Cougar thought he'd never seen anything more beautiful in his life. The late afternoon sun was streaming through the window behind Jensen. The light played along his pale skin and danced over his blond spikes, now rumpled from Cougar's fingers. It gave him a halo that seemed both blasphemous and appropriate in the same moment, and Cougar felt something inside him glow. He hesitated to describe himself as giddily in love, but no other words seemed to capture his mood so well.
Jake caught Cougar staring at him. Not the usual kind of stare, this one was different. Was that something akin to adoration in the sniper's eyes? Well if it was, it kind of mirrored his own feelings at that point. With his hair spread in all directions over the pillow, his mouth bruised and swollen from Jake's kisses and the rest of his lean body relaxed and sprawled over the sheets, Cougar had never looked more gorgeous.
The sniper's nails scraped down Jake's back again and this time he reared up, enjoying the tiny stabs of discomfort. Breathing harder now, he gazed down at Cougar and rasped out, "God help me, Carlos, I love you."
Cougar's voice was quiet but clear in the silent room, "I love you too. You have no idea how much I love you." He was still for a moment, then gazed at Jake with a devilish gleam in his eyes. "Jake?"
"If you really love me, you'll fuck my brains out, right now."
Jake laughed wryly, "Well, who am I to refuse a request like that?"
Cougar simply gave his trademark smirk and said "Where do you want me, then?"
"Stay where you are." Jake replied quietly, "Just, don't touch. Just, let me make it good for you, okay?"
Cougar raised his eyebrows but saw how earnest Jensen's eyes were. He folded his hands behind his head and tried not to shiver in anticipation. Jensen was rooting through the sheets, and finally gave a small cry of triumph as he found the bottle of lube.
He glanced up at Cougar, who smiled encouragingly. Jensen carefully scooted down the bed and settled himself between the other man's thighs. He drifted his lips over the smooth skin inside Cougar's hipbone, and slowly drew the blade of his tongue down the length of his dick. Cougar drew a deep breath in, tightening his fingers in his hair.
Jensen's tongue slid lower, over the sniper's balls, making a detour to flicker down the divide between them. Cougar felt his eyes roll back in bliss and a soft moan came from him. That gorgeously hot tongue lapped at his perineum, tracing small circles on the sensitive skin. The sniper's hands were gripping his hair so hard it was in danger of coming out in handfuls.
Strong hands gripped both of Cougar's thighs and pushed them carefully apart. Cougar made a noise that could probably be termed a squeak, but a very macho one, as Jake's tongue continued to travel south. The small blade of heat speared lightly between Cougar's cheeks and flicked from side to side. One of Cougar's hands left his head and fisted the sheets. A small chuckle came from Jake and the sniper felt it rumble against his skin.
Jensen gently pressed his thumbs against Cougar's cheeks and pulled them apart a tiny bit. The sniper raised his hips helpfully. Jake grinned, apparently he was making Cougar happy so far, the noises from him were definitely satisfying this time. He wet his lips and touched his tongue to the tiny circle of muscle deep within that glorious ass.
Cougar tensed and moaned like a whore as Jensen's tongue tentatively danced around his entrance. The hacker's thumbs kept his cheeks apart and he felt deliciously open and vulnerable. Tiny beads of sweat were breaking out all over his body and the one hand left in his hair was so twisted into the strands, it would take a while to get it back out.
They'd never tried this before, and Jensen was finding it hotter than he'd ever imagined. It was one of those things that really shouldn't be hot, but definitely was. He swished his tongue around the small puckered muscle and enjoyed the sound of Cougar attempting to muffle a groan. Before he could think too much about what he was actually doing, Jake stabbed the tip of his tongue into that pink muscle and waggled it a little.
"Maria, Madre de Dios!" Cougar yelped, unable to contain himself. The other hand flew from his head and grabbed the sheet in a death grip. "Oh God, Jake!"
Jensen laughed again and the sniper felt it, actually felt it, ripple against his ass. Which for some reason was one of the most erotic sensations he'd ever felt.
Deciding to be brave and experiment a little more, Jensen flicked his tongue around the small muscle again, then in and out, darting movements which made Cougar squirm and wriggle. Jake gripped the honey-toned thighs again and held on firmly. A sigh came from the other man that was so happy and so obviously uncontrollable, that Jensen's dick twitched against his bare stomach, seeking something a bit more satisfying for itself.
Jensen was inclined to agree with his dick, as men often do. This was unbelievably hot, but he knew Cougar loved to feel Jake actually within him. He felt the same, having Cougar's dick dancing against his prostate definitely ranked as the best thing in the whole universe, ever.
Jake drew back, with one long final sweep of his tongue over the whole area that actually made Cougar pant. Looking up at the older man, he made contact with dark brown eyes that were currently a bit dazed and blissed-out.
"Good?" he enquired softly.
Cougar just nodded, not trusting himself to say anything coherent. Jake grinned, his cheeks a little flushed, making his eyes seem bluer than ever. Cougar thought briefly that if he drowned in those blue pools, he'd probably die a happy man. The rational side of him tried to give him a mental slap and told him to flip Jake and set about the business of fucking him into oblivion. He ignored the rational side and just lay there, grinning like a madman. This was not the time for a good fuck, better to just enjoy what his lover was giving him.
Jensen held up the lube bottle and raised his eyebrows at Carlos. "Can I?" he asked, waggling his fingers invitingly. Cougar just nodded again, knowing he still had a silly smile on his face. He raised his hips in the air and wiggled his ass. Jake chuckled, "So needy. But, I guess I can never refuse you anything, huh, lover?"
"It's my superpower" Cougar muttered, making Jensen bark out a laugh.
Quickly slicking up his fingers, Jake returned to his position between Cougar's legs. He gave the sniper's balls an affectionate kiss on the way past, then carefully pressed his slippery index finger against Cougar. The sniper instinctively tensed for a moment, then relaxed his muscles as much as possible. Which was quite a lot, considering how far above the bed he felt like he was currently floating.
That slick finger slid in and Cougar caught his breath at the feel of it. No matter how many times this happened, just the feeling of having Jake's fingers actually inside him always got Cougar going. His dick throbbed painfully, reminding him that nobody had a hand on it yet. He rolled his eyes at it and concentrated on staying relaxed. Which proved difficult as Jensen's naughtily clever finger stroked his prostate and he jumped with another yelp.
Jensen's free hand pressed down on Cougar's hipbone, urging him to just lie still and enjoy the sensations. The hacker crooked his finger again and watched as his amante bit his lip and rolled his eyes in bliss. Doing this never got old, Jake could happily watch Cougar's 'turned-on' faces all day.
Cougar made a pathetic noise as Jensen withdrew his finger to add a little more lube. That noise soon turned into a satisfied grunt as two fingers pressed against him. In they slid and Cougar went to find his own piece of heaven. Oh God, where had Jake learned all this? He was an artist, let there be no argument about that. Those fingers worked Cougar's prostate in tandem and he arched off the bed, hands fisting the sheets so hard he felt his knuckles turn white.
A low laugh reached Cougar's ringing ears, and Jensen scissored his fingers gently, stretching the muscles carefully.
"God, Jake." Cougar panted "Oh God, that's, you're just...Oh God."
Jensen didn't say anything in reply, which Carlos thought a bit odd. But then Jake's treacherously wet mouth descended on his dick and the world turned slightly fuzzy. The combination of a slick, hot tongue making figure-eights on the head of his penis and those two damn fingers still stroking inside him was almost enough to make Cougar come there and then.
A low howl made it's way out of his throat and he tensed every muscle so tightly he honestly thought he felt something rip. Jake smiled against his dick and slid his mouth down slowly, seemingly savoring the taste of Cougar.
The sniper's brain wasn't functioning normally any more. Everything seemed to be glowing, and was being lit up by the tiny electrical pulses being fired by his synapses every second. He squeezed his eyes shut as tight as he could, not thinking, just feeling. Why had the idea of fingers and mouth at the same time never occurred to him? Jake was a genius, he was going to buy him a new laptop, no, a new hard drive, no, the whole fucking computer store.
Inside him, the slick fingers gave a last wiggle, and withdrew, teasingly slowly. Cougar whined in protest. Jake hummed, with Cougar's dick still firmly held in place by his tongue, making the older man arch his back again in sheer ecstasy. Sliding his mouth off with a last, long lick, Jensen looked up at Cougar, his eyes shining.
"Wanna go for three fingers or, you know?" he waved a hand in the direction of his groin.
Holding onto the sheets like he'd fall off the world without them, Cougar gasped, "You, now, por favor. Please, Jake."
Grinning and breathing like he'd run a marathon, Jensen swiftly slicked up his own dick, which was leaking already. He hitched one of Cougar's legs up, resting it on his shoulder. A naughty smile was on his face as he said, "Good thing we're both flexible, babe." Cougar snorted with laughter, then closed his eyes, concentrating on staying relaxed for Jake.
"Actually," Jensen paused, "lets do it a different way."
Cougar raised his eyebrows but let the younger man grab his hands and pull him up to a sitting position. Jensen took his place, shuffling himself back against the pillows, then patted his lap with a smile.
Rolling his eyes and smiling back, Cougar gracefully lowered himself onto Jake's crossed legs, feeling the hacker's erection poke his ass. They were only an inch or so apart and Jensen quickly rubbed his nose against Cougar's. The sniper jumped and blinked at him in surprise. "Eskimo kisses" Jake explained, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Smiling again, Cougar wrapped his arms round the hacker's neck and kissed him properly.
"I think this counts as you touching, and I thought you were going to be a good boy and let me do all the work." Jensen muttered against Cougar's mouth.
"Okay, okay" Cougar held up both hands, " See, not touching." But he stuck out his tongue and ran it slowly along Jensen's bottom lip, looking so utterly debauched that Jake nearly went cross-eyed as he tried to watch him.
"You're gonna kill me, Carlos" Jensen growled, "Now, behave."
He gripped the sniper's waist and lifted him slightly. Maneuvring his dick so that it sat against Cougar's entrance, Jake said, "You okay?"
Cougar just nodded and let his weight slide down a little, feeling the slick head of Jake's dick start to push it's way inside.
Jensen bit his lip and breathed, this was like nothing else on the planet. For some reason, something had changed, it was different this time... making love to Cougar rather than just fucking him... this felt a hundred times better than any girl he'd ever been with.
It didn't take long before Cougar had slid all the way down, back onto Jake's lap. The feeling of having Jake inside him was always bliss, but this was far and above anything Cougar had ever felt before. He wiggled his hips slowly from side to side and smiled as he felt Jake's dick move with him.
Jensen's hands were still resting on Cougar's waist, and he slowly raised the smaller man up a fraction, then let him slide back down. The same grin graced both their faces, and then Jake just had to close his eyes and try not to let his body come too soon.
Seeing as that small movement had been so much fun, Jake did it again, pulling Cougar further up this time before letting him settle back down. Which Cougs did with a soft sigh of contentment. That sigh was almost Jake's undoing, it was just so...happy. The thought that he, of all people, could be the one to make the stoic sniper incoherent with happiness was overwhelming. He buried his face in Cougar's neck and repeated the upward motion, his own dick singing in glee at finally getting some friction.
Cougar's eyes had closed and he was breathing roughly through his mouth. He decided things weren't moving fast enough and planted his feet into the mattress, giving himself better leverage. Jensen gasped and threw his head back as the pace suddenly increased and Cougar remembered how much he loved to get those noises from his amante. However much Jensen wanted to make this particular time good for Cougar, good manners dictated that Cougar should try to give Jake as much pleasure as he could in return.
For a while there was silence, apart from the deliciously obscene sound of flesh smacking together and copious amounts of heavy breathing. Jensen suddenly realised that he'd completely forgotten about Cougar's erection, which was poking him in the stomach every now and then. He guiltily cracked one eye open and caught his breath at the sight of Cougar's face.
The sniper's head had fallen forward, and his hair was hanging loose, making a soft dark curtain around his cheeks. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth as it often was when he was really turned on. His tanned cheeks were flushed and pink with exertion and a thin layer of sweat beaded his skin. Handsome at the best of times, at this particular second, Cougar was the most beautiful man on Earth.
Jensen's dick found it's way to Cougar's prostate and once again he made more noise than most people thought he was capable of. Panting wildly, Cougar grasped Jake's face with both hands and pulled him into a hard kiss. Somehow, Jensen managed to keep his eyes open, as Cougar kissed him like a man possessed and tensed all the muscles around his dick at the same time. However, he didn't manage to hold back the wanton moan that seemed to make it's way out from deep in his chest.
Tangling his fingers in the long dark strands currently brushing his face, Jensen did his best to pull Cougar close enough to eliminate any gaps between them. His mind went off on one of it's famous tangents and he heard Groucho Marx's retort to a woman extolling him to hold her closer, echoing in his head, "Any closer, I'll be in back of you". He stifled a chuckle but still shook with amusement. Luckily Cougar was far too engrossed in sliding his way up and down Jensen's shaft to notice.
Pulling a hand away from Jensen's face, Cougar blindly grasped his own dick, unable to wait any longer. Jake instantly let go of his hair and batted the hand away, replacing it with his own. He slid his thumb over the head and felt the slick pre-come spread easily. Two long strokes had Cougar groaning into Jake's mouth.
"¡Dios! Más duro, por favor..." God! Harder, please...
Anxious to please Cougar, Jake sped his rhythm up and heard the sniper gasp out his name between panting breaths. He could feel his own orgasm building and knew he couldn't last much longer.
"Coug...close" was all Jensen could manage to get out of his throat. The sniper nodded against Jake's cheek but didn't slow his pace. A few more firm thrusts into Cougar and Jake shuddered, sinking his teeth into the older man's shoulder as his orgasm took over. Cougar gasped at the sudden pain and lost all semblance of control as he came all over Jake's still stroking hand.
They sat there, forehead to forehead for a while. Jensen thought maybe he fell asleep, he'd slept in more uncomfortable positions.
Cougar stirred first, lifting himself gingerly off Jake's lap and collapsing onto the sheets. Jensen slid bonelessly back to lie beside him. They were silent, but for once Jensen couldn't think of a reason to break the spell the silence wove. Shifting slightly, Jake touched his shoulder to Cougar's who rested his hand on Jake's hip in return.
Tired and filthy for the second time that day, they lay and gazed at the ceiling. Finally, Jensen came out of his reverie and whispered, "Coug? You awake?"
Cougar nodded in reply.
Jake bit his lip then said quietly, "You still gonna make enchiladas?"
A low laugh came from the sniper who looked at Jensen fondly and replied, "Si, mi amor. If you want me to."
Jake snuggled his way into Cougar's shoulder, folding himself around the smaller man.
"This is why I'll love you forever. You're hot, sex with you is off the chart and you make fantastic enchiladas."
He planted a wet kiss on Cougar's cheek. Cougar didn't argue so Jake figured it must be the big T.L. True Love in it's purest form.