kelly_girl | Fic: Underneath your skin-Jensen/Cougar

Title: Underneath your skin
Pairing: Cougar/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: These guys are not mine. No profit being made
A/N: Another ficlet from the kink meme.
Kink Prompt: Jensen/Cougar, knife!kink- Cougs doodling on Jensen's hipor shoulderblade

Summary: Cougar appreciates Jensen's knife

Cougar watched Jensen undress and didn’t know what he wanted to do first. Spread his enthusiastic lover out and suck his dick, or put him on his stomach and lick his hole until he comes, calling Cougar’s name like a curse or a blessing. Maybe turn him on his back and put those long legs over his shoulders and try to break the bed.

The one time they’d actually done that had been hilarious. Jensen had made up a story that got more and more farfetched the more Clay frowned. Cougar’s brain stopped throwing scenarios at him when Jensen smirked and took off his new belt. One pull of the belt buckle and a knife was visible. Cougar took the belt and inspected it while Jensen finished undressing. Once he was done and lying on the bed, Cougar quickly got rid of his clothes and straddled Jensen’s waist. He ignored the growing erection beneath him begging for attention. He picked the belt back up and slid the hidden knife back out.

The edge was sharp and gleamed in the dim light of the room. It was beautiful and Cougar loved that no one would expect the hacker to be wearing it. He loved to see people underestimate Jensen. For some, that was the last mistake they made. Jensen urged him to start the fun, but Cougar was thinking of all the things this knife could cut through like butter.

Cougar placed the flat side of the blade against Jensen’s lips. That got him some silence as he lightly dragged the knife over Jensen’s collar bones and chest. He stopped at the stomach and turned the knife so the tip scratched a circle around lover’s bellybutton.

Cougar moved back and spread Jensen’s legs so he could lay between them. He looked up and met Jensen’s blue eyes. Those eyes telegraphed every emotion and right now they showed lust, excitement, and curiosity.

Cougar stroked Jensen’s cock with one hand; one, two strokes, and then he stopped to draw the knife over the thin skin of the other man’s right hipbone. Jensen hissed and panted but didn’t ask him to stop. Reddened skin followed his path but no blood appeared as Cougar carved delicate temporary designs into the skin spread out below him. Soon both hips had designs that slowly bloomed pink and red and Cougar was harder than he’d been in a long time.

Cougar plunged the knife into the mattress and leaned closer to lick across the skin he’d drawn upon. He tasted salt and the warmth of blood right below the surface begging to be released. Maybe another time, he thought as he raised up on his knees and quickly prepared Jensen’s body. He’d intended to draw the teasing out and send the hacker over the edge with a blowjob, but the knife play had turned him on more than he’d expected. That utter trust Jensen gave him along with his body, god, nothing could arouse him as fast.

One smooth thrust and he was inside, while Jensen groaned and licked his lips. Cougar moved faster, tight heat surrounding his cock and making him want more. The bed squeaked as he jerked his lover off, laughing softly as Jensen bucked into his hand and then slammed down to take his cock. His Jensen loved sex, loved to be naked and slick with Cougar fucking him until they were both exhausted.

When Jensen’s body tightened, Cougar stroked faster and let his other hand press into one of the reddened hearts he’d created earlier. Jensen yelled and came, spurt after spurt and Cougar froze so he could feel it all. Once Jensen stopped coming, Cougar moved, rolling his hips and pushing in to the hilt. Jensen fucked out like this was one of his favorite things. An image flashed in his head, the iron and copper smell of a tattoo parlor and Cougar’s name slowly etched permanently into Jensen’s skin. A mark that would never fade and Cougar suddenly came, no warning and all he could do was groan and let his body do what it was designed to do.

Afterwards, he lay down beside Jensen and let his fingertips brush over his artwork. He wondered how long it’d take him to convince his hacker to get a picture of a cougar tattooed on his hip.