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FIC: Fix a Magic Spell (To Weave on You) [Adult]
Remember a while ago when I deleted that story post and hid my head in the sand? Well, right now I'm too jfaowigjaw;fij to care what anyone thinks of me, so I'm gonna post it while I've got the metaphorical balls. This was written entirely for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
schneestern, who is lovely and awesome and currently internetless, WOE! She prompted me with the first few lines, and gorgeous lines they are!
Warning: There is a snake in this, yo. Jensen and Jared and a snake. Like that. Please go away if that bothers you. I mean it.
Fix a Magic Spell (To Weave on You) [Adult]
Jensen/Jared AU - 1,270 words
schneestern, who is lovely and awesome and currently internetless, WOE! She prompted me with the first few lines, and gorgeous lines they are! Warning: There is a snake in this, yo. Jensen and Jared and a snake. Like that. Please go away if that bothers you. I mean it.
Jensen/Jared AU - 1,270 words
The room smells of spice and sand, sun peeking through the gauzy white curtains and spilling across the tiled floor. At first, Jensen doesn’t notice Jared stretched out on the lounge by the balcony, too busy with the tray he’s carrying. The distinct sound of a grape being split pulls his attention over after a minute, though, and he has to suck in his breath.
Jared’s naked, except for the white linen cloth that’s carefully draped over his crotch. He has a cluster of green grapes in his hand, and he’s languidly working his way through them. There’s a lean, brightly colored snake – the same shade of green as Jensen’s eyes – lying along Jared’s body, coiled into a few circles on his tanned chest; it’s tail reaches all the way down his torso, disappears under the white cloth.
Jensen knows what it means that Jared's all splayed out like that, a god made flesh and blood. He sets the tray of wine down on one of the ornate tables by the door, careful not to make too much noise and disturb the erotic tableau in front of him.
The snake notices him immediately, though, flickering its tongue out to taste the air for his scent. Jared obliviously continues nibbling the skin off a grape, moaning when the flesh slides slickly over his tongue and down his throat.
At the sound, the snake turns his head, looking up at Jared with adoring, slitted eyes; the linen over Jared's crotch moves, the tip of the snake's tail flipping it up. Jensen's mouth is suddenly dry, tongue scraping like sand against the roof of his mouth when he swallows.
Green scales glint like jewels, the lean, thin tail of the snake wrapped around Jared's half-hard cock affectionately. Jensen remembers watching Jared teach the snake how to tighten and stroke when it was just a small thing of three feet, the early afternoon heat making Jared's cock and belly gleam with a sheen of sweat.
Now, it's even more beautifully obscene, the two of them so intimate and comfortable with each other Jared doesn't even seem to be conscious of the snake's slow, seductive movements, just the lazy pleasure of spending an afternoon in the sun with his pet.
"I can hear your breathing from all the way over here," Jared murmurs abruptly, shattering the thick, hazy silence. Jensen nearly jumps, rattling the tray on the table next to him. "Come, Jensen. Shemei wants to say hello." The snake in question flickers her tongue out again, catching the underside of Jared's chin.
Quickly, Jensen makes sure the wine is stable on the tabletop, and then hastens over, sliding to his knees on the floor next to Jared's seat. "I am here," he says breathlessly, bowing his head demurely.
Shemei butts her blunt snout against his hand when he holds it out for her, hissing her pleasure, and - if the sound Jared makes is any indication - tightening her coils around Jared's heavy cock. Absently, in the corner of his mind that isn't entirely involved in the feel of Shemei's tongue whispering things against the stretched-thin skin of his wrist, Jensen wonders if the snake reacts to his presence this way because of Jared's feelings for him. Their bond is strong enough that it wouldn't surprise him.
"She missed you," Jared says when he's recovered his breath. His long fingers thread through the short spikes of Jensen's hair, thumb painting a curve of salt and water across his brow.
Jensen lets his eyes fall closed, the twin caresses of snake and master driving all thought from his mind. A brush of nail against his scalp has him whispering, "Is she the only one who missed me?" and kissing the skin of Jared's wrist in a strange mirror of Shemei.
The chuckle Jared lets out is low and raspy, like he's used his voice for too long and it's finally given out on him. Jensen shivers, imagining all the ways it could have gotten that way. He can see Shemei's tail out of the corner of his eye, constricting and loosening in a slow, exotic sort of rhythm. "No, she's not. I won't ask where you've been, but I am glad you're back."
A slow warmth unfurls in Jensen's belly, pride and love and gentle worship. "I am too."
Jared's fingers slide further into his hair, palm curving to fit. He pulls until Jensen is forced up from his knees, kneeling instead on the edge of the chaise so he's bent over Jared, their stomachs a natural shape that Shemei easily fits into. Under his, Jared's mouth feels soft and tastes like grapes, slightly earthy and sour.
When their lips part, the slick sound loud in the muffled heat, Jared's cheeks are flushed red and his eyes are blown wide. "Shemei," he moans, clutching the back of Jensen's neck so tightly his nails dig in.
Jensen turns his head, looking down the length of Jared's body at where Shemei is slinking closer to Jared's cock, butting the tops of his thighs with her nose affectionately. He reaches down, letting her see his hand so he doesn't startle her, and helps her spread Jared's legs apart, pushing one off the side of the chaise altogether.
Shemei hisses excitedly, slithering around so she's facing the both of them again and adjusting her coils so the tip of her tail is free. Once again, Jensen's forced to wonder how much Shemei knows, because as soon as he's fingering the tip of her tail lazily and guiding it down to Jared's hole, she's turning her wide snout towards Jared, watching his face avidly.
Jensen pushes until Shemei's tail is firmly inside and then dislodges Jared's hand from his neck so he can slink down next to Shemei, kneeling on the cooler, tiled floor again.
Jared's cock is flushed dark red with need, pearling at the tip where Shemei's coils don't reach. Jensen leans in and laps up the droplet, savoring the bitter taste on his tongue, the harsh sound Jared makes above him.
"Damn you both," Jared groans when Jensen sucks the head into his mouth far enough that his lips brush against gleaming emerald scales. And suddenly, Jared's rearing up, cursing Shemei's name as he comes hotly over Jensen's tongue and down his throat.
It seems to go on for long minutes, Jared spent but still thrashing, his fingers digging into the upholstery of the chaise. Shemei, when Jensen pulls back to look, still has her tail buried in Jared, and - from what Jensen can see - she's found that spot, the one that turns Jared into a sobbing, wrecked mess. The one Jensen taught her how to find.
Soon, Jared's babbling for Jensen to please, please, stop her. I can't, Jen, I...oh god. Please.
"Shhh," Jensen murmurs to him gently, stroking one finger down the length of Shemei's back all the way down to her tail and tenderly sliding her out of Jared. She hisses and slides around on Jared's sweat-slicked belly, making her way up to his face. Jensen watches them nuzzle each other, something passing between them that Jensen will never understand but can't find it in himself to be jealous of. Shemei's entire world revolves around her master; Jensen can relate.
It's not long before both of their gazes turn to Jensen, still kneeling obediently by Jared's hips. "Come up here, Jensen. It's your turn," Jared says, mouth tilting up wickedly. He extends his arm towards Jensen, palm up, and Shemei coils around his forearm like an invitation.
Who's Jensen to say no?
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I mean, EEEK! Nice one honey :0P
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ps, ZOMG! I just saw your post and CONGRATS on having a house! *throws you a party*
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you killed my brain Mel. Now I've got images of slave!Jensen and master!Jared.
so you're gonna write more, right? *wiggly eyebrows*
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:D
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Well, Jesus. My brain died in the first paragraph, but holy hell, this is *flaps hands*. I would never ever ever in a million years have thought anything to do with a snake would be hot, but you know, you are the master. *bows*
This was unbelievable and I DEMAND YOU WRITE MORE.
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I'll admit that I was a bit scared at the idea of there being a snake with them like that, but this was so gorgeous. Sort-of dreamlike and... just... *flail*
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::pants:: You. Are. Made. Of. Awesome.
It's so baddirtywrongomfghott!
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OMG!! IT IS SO WRONG THAT I DON'T EVEN CONSIDER THIS A WARNING BUT AN INVITATION!!
Jeasus!! I think my brain died of teh hott!!
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Ps - Jules with no nets? NOOOOO.
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I read the warning and at the mention of a snake, I almost skipped this fic. But then I read the warning again. Jensen and Jared and a snake. Like that. And I realized what Like that. meant.
Right after I read the description of Jared I had to bite my thumb to keep quiet. I have teeth marks in my thumb. Teeth marks, can you believe it? I've never had to bite my thumb before.
You ROCK.
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OMFG!! Oh god, my brain!!
The first two paragraphs I was just like, "Holy-fuck! This is gonna kill me!". That was beautiful, sexy and I wish I was the snake! lol.
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UM. I mean. Thank you! :D
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n.b.:loved your reference to the snake being a female, kind of reminded me of the Garden of Eden ;-)
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me being a geek: Shemei means desire, so I thought that was a pretty appropriate name. :D
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yah more... much more... and wow ... Jared all Greek God like... damn
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YAY - another kink! *ggg*
That was... erm... well -shit!... gorgeous!!!
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what they said. yup. cause... wow... and hot. and also really... differently cool?? something like that. that... *gives it 2 rousing thumbs up*
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I love the dreamy ethereal imagery of it all. You definitely wove a spell over me.
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