#dom!jeff

“You gonna let Daddy take care of you baby?” Jeff asked softly, bending forward and pressing a ghost of a kiss against Jensen’s cheek, waiting for the okay before he took anything more.

“Yes please,” Jensen nodded, and Jeff turned his head just slightly so they were kissing properly, moulding his lips firmly over the younger man’s. He might have been about to say something else, because Jeff caught him with his mouth open, lips parted, but he didn’t let any words escape and instead pushed his tongue inside to devour them.

Jensen let a shocked moan out into the kiss, maybe a little taken aback at the sudden ferocity after Jeff had spent so long being gentle and comforting. Jeff eased back a little, their bottom lips pulling apart and their top lips just barely skimming against each other, still close enough that they were breathing each other’s air.

“Wh– why’d you stop?” Jensen panted, worried, wide eyes glancing up at Jeff's own. “W–was I bad? I’m s-sorry, it’s b-been a while.”

“Been a while?” Jeff pulled back curiously, tilting Jensen’s face up towards him when he tried to look away. “A while since what, baby?” he asked softly, understanding that this was something Jensen was clearly self-conscious about but unable, for the life of him, to think what that could be.

“S–since,” Jensen gulped nervously, “since I k-kissed anyone,” he stuttered.

Jeff’s jaw dropped like someone had put a ten pound weight on it. That had to be a fuckin’ joke, right?

“Jensen, baby, whaddya mean?” Jeff honestly couldn’t wrap his mind around the idea that someone wouldn’t want to kiss the man currently sitting in his lap.

“Ty, um, he didn’t like it,” Jensen shifted uncomfortably at the mention of his recent ex-boyfriend. “S-said my mouth was only good for one thing, an’ it wasn’t kissing.”

“That fucking bastard,” Jeff growled, and he had to fight the urge to stand and go after the man that had made someone as perfect as Jensen feel so worthless. “Listen to me Jensen,” he forced the younger man’s eyes back on him again and spoke very evenly, wanting to make sure Jensen took him seriously.

“Forget everything that asshole ever told you. Because yeah, I’m sure those lips will feel real good around my cock, and I can’t wait to try ‘em out, but that is far from the only thing they’re good for. You are so much more than just a sex toy, baby. Do you believe me?” Jensen blinked rapidly and tried to look away, whether in shame or embarrassment, Jeff couldn’t say, but he didn’t let him turn his head. “Do you believe me, baby?” he repeated softly, brushing a strand of hair off the boy’s forehead as he spoke.

“Why’d you stop kissing me, then?” Jensen asked haltingly, clearly not used to being able to speak his mind or voice his doubts.

“Because I was nervous I’d gone too fast for you,” Jeff admitted with a wry smile. “I meant to work up to that, get you a little more comfortable before I tried to swallow your tongue,” he laughed under his breath, and to his relief Jensen let out a small huff of breath in amusement too. “But the second I had my lips on yours my rational brain basically shut off. You’re intoxicating, Jen,” Jeff breathed, forehead rolling against Jensen’s and lips skimming across his in a just-barely-there kiss before he pulled back so he didn’t get carried away again.

“Really?” Jensen’s question brushed their lips together again, and so did Jeff’s answering nod. Each spit-slick pass of skin on skin sent a jolt of electricity to his core, and he could feel his heart skipping beats erratically in his chest.

“I want you to kiss me again, Daddy.” Jensen voiced his desire so sweetly it made Jeff’s cock twitch in his jeans, and he almost gave in immediately, but he clung onto the one shred of composure he had left to tease the boy just a little before he gave into both their cravings again.

“What’s the magic word, baby?” Jeff teased, clutching onto his role as the dom before he threw order and rationality to the wind and fucked Jensen into next week.

“Please, Daddy,” Jensen begged, winding his hands desperately into Jeff’s shirt and trying to tug him closer. “Please.”

Jeff couldn’t resist Jensen’s pleading green eyes even if he wanted to, and he crashed their lips together violently, all concern for frightening the boy chased from his thoughts to be replaced with a singular intention: ruin him.

Jensen melted into Jeff’s kiss, letting him take whatever he wanted from him and very much enjoying it. In the back of his mind was a niggling fear that he shouldn’t be doing this, and maybe it was stupid to seek comfort from a stranger who had basically assaulted him not two hours ago. But that hadn’t been Jeff’s fault, it was Ty that let that happen, and right now Jeff was making him feel more valued and worthwhile than he’d felt in a long time, and Jensen didn’t want that comfort to stop. He didn’t want the kissing to stop either.

Jeff manoeuvred them so Jensen was on his back on the single bed, the older man hovering over him but very carefully not holding him down, keeping all his weight off to one side. Jensen appreciated the room to breathe, but he wanted him closer, wanted to feel like they were wrapped up in each other. He tangled their calves together, pulling up one of his knees to rub between Jeff’s thighs and grinning to himself when he felt the hard bulge in the man’s jeans.

“You like feeling what you do to me, baby boy?” Jeff rasped, his words curling into Jensen’s mouth as their tongues twined with each other.

“Mm-hmm,” Jensen hummed in affirmation.

“Is Daddy making you feel just as good?” Jeff asked, pulling back and smirking like he already knew the answer and Jensen couldn’t help the small roll his eyes made of their own accord.

“What do you think?” he grinned. This felt so different to how he was used to behaving as a sub; he never would have dared talk back to Ty like that, but something was pushing him to let out his personality a little more, and based on how things were going, Jeff liked it when he did.

“Can Daddy feel?” The dom grazed his stubble along Jensen’s neck and whispered huskily in his ear, making the younger man shiver. God, Jeff’s voice was something else; rough like sand, flowing like honey, temptingly sweet but hiding a tinge of danger behind his words, like they were ready to sting.

Jeff didn’t wait for an answer before a hand with calloused fingertips danced down Jensen’s naked chest, towards where the boy was covered with nothing but the leather jacket, his erection very obviously tenting the heavy fabric. Jensen expected him to move the jacket, or at least push his hand underneath the material, but he just brushed his palm over the leather, settling his hand lightly on Jensen’s erection. He didn’t move, didn’t grope, didn’t take advantage, just rested there. Jensen bucked up impatiently into the touch, and Jeff laughed – that seemed to be what he was waiting for.

“Ask for what you want baby, I know a big boy like you can use your words,” Jeff smirked, and Jensen had the inexplicable urge to stick out his tongue but he didn’t think the older man’s appreciation of his attitude would extend quite as far as being forgiving of that, so he held himself back.

“I want you to touch me, Daddy,” Jensen breathed, nuzzling into the stubble on Jeff’s neck and enjoying the prickling scratch against his skin.

“I am touching you.”

Jensen couldn’t see his face but he could hear the smirk in Jeff’s voice. He bristled, unaccustomed to being able to ask for what he wanted, and worried that whatever he said might be embarrassing, or make Jeff rethink what they’re doing here.

“I–” Jensen swallowed against the words nervously.

“C’mon, tell me what you want me to do to you baby boy,” Jeff murmured. “Can’t take care’a’ya if you don’t tell me what you need.” There was a pregnant pause.

“Jerk me off,” Jensen let out in a rushed sigh, burying his face deeper in the crook of the dom’s neck.

“I think you’re missing something there, boy,” Jeff chuckled, but his hand slowly started to move over the swell of Jensen’s crotch.

“Please,” Jensen moaned as Jeff pressed down over his balls, then dragged his palm back up the length of his cock. “Please jerk me off, Daddy. Need you to jerk me off,” he panted as Jeff’s movements sped up, becoming much more intentional, and he wrapped his hand around Jensen’s cock and the leather jacket, making a sleeve for him to fuck into.

“Good boy,” Jeff grunted, clearly affected by Jensen’s pleas, because his voice had grown even more gravelly, and the praise made tendrils of pleasure twist through the base of Jensen’s stomach, his hips jerking up into the leather channel gliding around his dick.

“Shit,” Jensen whimpered, rutting harder into Jeff’s hand, the leather growing hot and slick around him. “Feels so good, Daddy.”

“You’re doing so good for me baby,” Jeff emphasised the praise with a squeeze around the head of his dick and Jensen’s hips stuttered. “Look so hot fuckin’ my jacket like this, gonna be able to smell you on it for days; bet I won’t be able to wear it without gettin’ rock fuckin’ hard thinking about you like this.”

“Oh god, don’t stop,” Jensen keened, unbelievably close to an orgasm already. It had been so long since he’d been given this much direct attention and kindness that his body was like a live wire, ready to burst into flames at any moment.

“Don’t stop what, baby? What’s gonna make you cum when I tell you to, like a good little boy?” Jeff breathed, pulling back and making Jensen look up at him. His pupils were blown wide with arousal, colouring the brown of his irises even darker, and his skin was flushed beneath the salt and pepper scatter of his beard. Jensen didn’t want to know how much of a wreck he must be if Jeff was that visibly worked up without even being naked.

“T–talking,” Jensen admitted, marginally embarrassed by the confession but desperate enough to reveal what had got him so close to the edge, so Jeff didn’t stop. “Keep talking. Love your voice…so hot,” he panted, eyes squeezing shut so he didn’t have to see Jeff’s reaction, focusing on the sensation of the older man’s hand tightening around the base of his dick as he continued to fuck up into the jacket wrapped around him.

“You like my voice, huh?” Jeff teased, but Jensen could tell it wasn’t malicious. “You like hearin’ me tell you what to do?” he dropped his pitch even more and Jensen felt his heart jump in his chest. Christ, this man was going to kill him. “You like hearin’ me tell you what a good boy you are, getting yourself off for Daddy?”

Jensen tried to say ‘yes’ but he didn’t think it came out audibly, probably just a strangled groan.

“Well baby, I’ll keep talkin’ if you keep fucking yourself into my fist until you cum, how does that sound?” Jensen saw Jeff’s grin through his lashes as his eyelids fluttered in pleasure and he nodded absently, concentrating his energy on his hips and doing what Jeff told him to. “That’s it baby boy, doing so good for Daddy,” Jeff spoke the gravelly words right into Jensen’s ear, so his breath hissed across his skin and caught on the beads of sweat trailing their way down the taut tendons of his neck.

“You don’t need to think about anything else, just keep making yourself feel good, baby boy. Daddy wants to see what you look like when you cum. You already look so fuckin’ hot rubbing off against my jacket like a dirty, desperate little whore. You Daddy’s little whore, baby? Gonna cum all over Daddy’s nice leather jacket and get it fuckin’ filthy? Maybe I’ll make you wear it outta here, so everyone can see how good you were for your Daddy, show them what a good, dirty whore you are, huh baby?”

Jeff was practically growling against his ear by the time Jensen came, shouting loudly through his release as his cock twitched and sputtered, heavy ropes of cum decorating the leather channel he was still fucking into haphazardly. Jensen’s vision blurred temporarily as he came down from the high of his climax, Jeff’s continued litany of praise becoming muffled and distant as he swam through the glowing haze of pleasure his body was floating in. It had been such a long time since he’d cum like that: with someone telling him how good he was, that he was doing exactly what they wanted by making himself feel good. The idea that Jeff was getting off on his pleasure was overwhelming, and it only made Jensen want to please the dom more.

“Such a good boy,” Jeff was still murmuring when Jensen pulled his consciousness back to the surface, and he realised the older man was rocking him gently in his arms, combing his fingers through the damp hair at the back of his neck and while he waited for him to settle down. Jensen twitched his legs a little to reposition himself so he wasn’t leaning on Jeff’s arm so heavily, and his knee brushed against the man’s erection, which was still hidden behind layers of denim and cotton.

“You want some help with that, Daddy?” Jensen asked breathlessly, blinking his eyes a few times to clear his vision and look up at Jeff with as much of a smirk as his tired muscles could muster.

“You don’t have to, baby boy,” Jeff assured him with a gentle smile. “You don’t owe me anything.”

“You told me to tell you what I want,” Jensen answered, feeling a little more confident in the wake of his orgasm, and moving to sit up. He stretched out a hand and ran his fingers over the stretched denim at Jeff’s crotch, smiling to himself at the hitch in the older man’s breathing when he touched him. “I want this,” he breathed, eyes meeting Jeff’s seriously.

“You want Daddy’s cock, baby boy?” Jeff asked with a crooked smirk, and Jensen nodded. He slid off the bed and pulled Jeff with him, quickly ridding the man of his shirt before reaching for the belt and undoing its clasp. Jeff got with the programme quickly and toed his boots and socks off so when Jensen tugged his jeans and underwear down, he could step out of everything with ease.

“Do you wanna get down on your knees for me? Show Daddy how good a cocksucker you are?” Jensen dropped instantly, his mouth already open before his knees hit the floor, and he took Jeff to the hilt on his first swallow, drawing a litany of curses from the older man. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ you are a good little cockslut,” he groaned, hands finding the back of Jensen’s head and tangling in the short spikes of hair he had available to grip.

“Goddamn, you’re a good fuckhole,” Jeff panted, hips snapping eagerly against Jensen’s face, and he took the attention easily, basking in the praise Jeff was raining down on him. “This throat’s almost as good as your ass was. One day I’ll have to see how long I can hold still in here before you’re beggin’ me to fuck your face,” he slapped Jensen’s cheek affectionately and held him steady, cock buried as deep as it could go. “How long d’ya think you could keep me here, boy?” Jeff moaned, but he pulled back a second later, moving Jensen off his cock entirely to let the boy get a proper breath in.

“As–” deep breath “–as long as you want, Daddy. I can do it.” Jensen looked up at him plaintively, wanting Jeff’s cock back in his throat, wanting to taste his cum on his tongue.

“I’m sure you can baby boy,” Jeff smiled, and laughed under his breath when Jensen’s face relaxed under his reassurance. “But we’re gonna test that some other time, right now Daddy wants to fuck that ass until you’re begging me to make you cum again, how’s that sound?”

“I–” Jensen hesitated, suddenly nervous. “I don’t know if I can cum again,” he admitted quietly, eyes shifting to the floor in embarrassment. He had never been able to have multiple orgasms with Ty, or any of the one-night-stand doms he’d had before that. Jeff reached down and helped Jensen to his feet, tilting his chin up to look him in the eye seriously.

“Hey, if you wanna keep it at one orgasm for the night that’s fine, baby–” Jeff assured him, and Jensen let out a breath he hadn’t realised he’d been holding in relief. “–but I think your cock might be a little annoyed with you if you do that,” he added with a smirk.

Jensen quirked a brow in confusion but followed Jeff’s glance down his body to see that he was indeed getting hard again. He wasn’t all the way there, but he was definitely sporting a semi at least.

“Oh,” Jensen breathed, looking back up at Jeff in surprise.

“Let Daddy take care of you, baby,” Jeff mumbled against his lips, kissing him gently. “Know what we both need.”

Jensen let himself be led back to the bed and lay down on his back, spreading his legs when Jeff pushed them apart so he could climb between his thighs. With a wink and a wicked grin, he ducked down and sucked Jensen into his mouth, wringing a gasp of surprise from the younger man. He buried his hands in Jeff’s hair on instinct and felt Jeff’s arm come up to hold his hips still while he suckled him back to full hardness.

“Fuck, you taste good, baby,” Jeff sighed happily when he sat back, reaching down to stroke himself as his eyes took in the whole sight of Jensen on the bed, splayed out just for him.

“Want you to fuck me Daddy. Please,” Jensen moaned, desperate again, but still coherent enough to remember his manners.

“Good boy, askin’ for what you need,” Jeff smiled, leaning forward and kissing Jensen soundly for a few moments while his fingers teased around the boy’s hole. “You still stretched enough to take me, baby?”

“Yeah,” Jensen nodded eagerly. “Wanna feel you stretch me open Daddy, wan’ you to make me yours.”

“You serious about that, baby boy?” Jeff ran the tip of his cock between the soft globes of Jensen’s ass, prodding at the hole teasingly, but holding back. “Do you wanna be mine? Only mine?”

Jensen realised why Jeff was hesitating, and peeled his eyes open, tipping his head back and fixing the dom with a resolved expression.

“Yeah, I’m serious,” he breathed, watching carefully for Jeff’s gut reaction to that statement, heart clenching nervously. “Wanna be with you.” He hadn’t necessarily meant to jump from one relationship to another but something about Jeff just felt right, in a way no one else ever had.

“You want me to fuck you… cum inside you?” Jeff checked, cock pressing in just a little and Jensen keened, trying to shove his hips down onto the thick length. “And make sure no one else does that as long as you’re mine, yeah baby?” He pushed in slowly, the tip of his cock sliding in easily and Jensen threw his head back in a groan.

“Yes,” he gasped, pressing back into Jeff as his cock slid in deeper. “So serious. So fucking serious, fuck…” he moaned as the dom bottomed out, rocking their hips together for good measure to make sure he couldn’t shove in any further.

“Good,” Jeff grunted, pulling out slowly and teasing himself back in, his breath hitching when Jensen squeezed around him in encouragement. “Fuck, you keep that up you’re gonna make Daddy cum, baby boy,” he moaned, picking up his pace and slamming into Jensen on the next thrust. Jensen moaned beneath him, wrapping his legs around Jeff’s waist and fucking himself back into the older man’s strokes.

“Good,” he laughed under his breath before the sound was taken over by a moan. “C’mon Daddy, make me yours.”

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