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Birthday fic for Jules! CWRPS Cop AU!
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kashmir1!!
Late hours didn't become Jensen. Jared was always teasing him about getting his 'beauty rest.' He kept going by drinking as much coffee as he could, hovering in a state of utter exhaustion and overly caffinated
That's how Jared found him, slumped against his desk, eyes wide as he scrolled through the missing persons database on his computer.
"Hey." He said softly as he perched on the edge of the desk. "Hey. Hey, Jensen." He said a little more forcefully, finally getting his partner's attention. "You okay, man?"
Jensen rubbed a hand over his face. "Fuck. What time is it?"
Jared glanced down at his watch. "Almost two. Let's call it a night, huh? We're not going to break anything with you in zombie mode."
Shaking his head, Jensen let his gaze travel back to the computer screen. "No way. I've gotta get this done."
Jared reached out a hand and rubbed it along Jensen's shoulder, kneading gently. "You sure? You don't need a break?" His fingers found their way under Jensen's collar, brushing against skin. "Maybe something to recharge your batteries?"
Jensen's tongue darted out to lick his lips, pointedly pushed his computer mouse away, and settled back in his chair. "What do you have in mind?"
With a very naughty, and obviously up to no good, grin, Jared moved down onto his knees in front of Jensen. He rubbed at the front of Jensen's pants, palming his cock through the two layers of fabric. Jensen's jaw went slack and his eyes dark. "You're doing this here?" He murmured.
Jared looked up at him innocently. "Is there somewhere else? Morgan's office, maybe? We could just go-"
Jensen's hand wrapped around the back of Jared's neck and stopped him. "No teasing. Finish what you started."
Jared let his hand squeeze roughly and Jensen couldn't control the guttural moan that spilled from his mouth. Jared unzipped him quickly leaning down with the heavy weight of Jensen's hand on the back of his head. He nuzzled against Jensen's cock before taking him into his mouth sucking gently.
Jensen's hips rocked up reflexively and he settled back, sprawled in his desk chair. He slid his fingers through Jared's hair and tugged. "Mmmm, don't stop."
Jared laughed lowly. He had no intention of doing that. He rubbed his tongue along the underside of Jensen's cock as he moved down and back up, bobbing his head in a slow rhythm. He used one hand to grip the base of Jensen's cock and the other to rub at his own hardness absently. He felt Jensen get harder with every slow swipe of his tongue and he let his eyes flick up to watch his face.
Jensen was completely lost in it. Head lolling back, mouth open and panting, the hand not fisted in Jared's hair was rubbing his own belly. "Jared." He whimpered, voice strained with need. "Please."
Jared kept going, taking him back as far as he could, the head of Jensen's cock hitting the back of his throat.
"Oh, fuckfuckfuuuuck." Jensen moaned, coming suddenly, the only warning was the abrupt shift of his hips.
Jared swallowed him down as best he could and lapped gently at his softening cock. He tucked him back in his pants carefully, rubbing his hands along Jensen's thighs as he leaned up to capture his mouth in a slow kiss.
Jensen grinned wide as Jared pulled back, laughing at the look on his face. "Recharged?"
"Yuuuup." Jensen drawled. He tilted his head thoughtfully, as if remembering something. "What the hell did you say we were gonna do in Morgan's office?"
kashmir1!!Late hours didn't become Jensen. Jared was always teasing him about getting his 'beauty rest.' He kept going by drinking as much coffee as he could, hovering in a state of utter exhaustion and overly caffinated
That's how Jared found him, slumped against his desk, eyes wide as he scrolled through the missing persons database on his computer.
"Hey." He said softly as he perched on the edge of the desk. "Hey. Hey, Jensen." He said a little more forcefully, finally getting his partner's attention. "You okay, man?"
Jensen rubbed a hand over his face. "Fuck. What time is it?"
Jared glanced down at his watch. "Almost two. Let's call it a night, huh? We're not going to break anything with you in zombie mode."
Shaking his head, Jensen let his gaze travel back to the computer screen. "No way. I've gotta get this done."
Jared reached out a hand and rubbed it along Jensen's shoulder, kneading gently. "You sure? You don't need a break?" His fingers found their way under Jensen's collar, brushing against skin. "Maybe something to recharge your batteries?"
Jensen's tongue darted out to lick his lips, pointedly pushed his computer mouse away, and settled back in his chair. "What do you have in mind?"
With a very naughty, and obviously up to no good, grin, Jared moved down onto his knees in front of Jensen. He rubbed at the front of Jensen's pants, palming his cock through the two layers of fabric. Jensen's jaw went slack and his eyes dark. "You're doing this here?" He murmured.
Jared looked up at him innocently. "Is there somewhere else? Morgan's office, maybe? We could just go-"
Jensen's hand wrapped around the back of Jared's neck and stopped him. "No teasing. Finish what you started."
Jared let his hand squeeze roughly and Jensen couldn't control the guttural moan that spilled from his mouth. Jared unzipped him quickly leaning down with the heavy weight of Jensen's hand on the back of his head. He nuzzled against Jensen's cock before taking him into his mouth sucking gently.
Jensen's hips rocked up reflexively and he settled back, sprawled in his desk chair. He slid his fingers through Jared's hair and tugged. "Mmmm, don't stop."
Jared laughed lowly. He had no intention of doing that. He rubbed his tongue along the underside of Jensen's cock as he moved down and back up, bobbing his head in a slow rhythm. He used one hand to grip the base of Jensen's cock and the other to rub at his own hardness absently. He felt Jensen get harder with every slow swipe of his tongue and he let his eyes flick up to watch his face.
Jensen was completely lost in it. Head lolling back, mouth open and panting, the hand not fisted in Jared's hair was rubbing his own belly. "Jared." He whimpered, voice strained with need. "Please."
Jared kept going, taking him back as far as he could, the head of Jensen's cock hitting the back of his throat.
"Oh, fuckfuckfuuuuck." Jensen moaned, coming suddenly, the only warning was the abrupt shift of his hips.
Jared swallowed him down as best he could and lapped gently at his softening cock. He tucked him back in his pants carefully, rubbing his hands along Jensen's thighs as he leaned up to capture his mouth in a slow kiss.
Jensen grinned wide as Jared pulled back, laughing at the look on his face. "Recharged?"
"Yuuuup." Jensen drawled. He tilted his head thoughtfully, as if remembering something. "What the hell did you say we were gonna do in Morgan's office?"
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