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impala-dreamer · 5 years ago

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Smooth

SPN FanFic

~Hiatus is over and the beard must go, however, not without some complaints from you...~

Jensen x Reader

1,808 Words

Warnings: NSFW right off the bat! Two lucky smuts in one! Bearded!Jensen. Smooth!Jensen. Sexy!Jensen. Oral Sex! Comedy! Fluff! Awesome!

A/N: This is for my "Face Riding" square for @spnkinkbingo 19! Do hope you enjoy :)

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“Fuck...oh...fuck, Jen...yes!”

He kept going; juicy lips sucking on your clit, thick fingers pumping, fucking you through your orgasm.

An unexpected flail sent your hand smacking down upon his head and he grunted into your pussy as your fingers tangled in his hair.

“Ouch!” Jensen laughed as he sat back, beard and lips coated in your slick.

“Sorry!” you said with a cringe, thighs clenching together as your cunt continued to throb.

“It’s OK, babe. You just got excited.” Jensen winked and ran a hand down his face, wiping away some of your wetness and scratching at his jaw. “I think I’m gonna go get rid of this now,” he said offhandedly.

Still panting, you rolled onto your side and pulled up the blanket to cover your hips. “Rid of what?”

“The beard,” he replied, hopping up out of bed.

The mattress bounced with his departure and you sat up on an elbow, distraught. “No! Not yet! You aren’t going back to work for another three days!”

Jensen ignored you and flipped on the bathroom light.

“Jensen! We had a deal! I get the beard during hiatus and technically, hiatus is not over yet! Seventy-two hours, mister! Seventy-two!”

The faucet turned on, drowning out your complaints.

“Ya know...I wait all year for that beard and it takes a full two weeks to grow in...I just think that I should be allowed to enjoy it for the entire length of our pre-negotiated time.” You sat up and leaned over, trying to catch a glimpse of your husband in the ensuite, but all you saw was harsh yellow light. “I’m still owed time, Mr. Ackles. I want that beard. Once you go back to work, it’s all smooth cheeks and scruff. Not fair.”

Pulling your knees up to your chest, you full on pouted waiting for him to be done. There was no use complaining about it now, you could smell the shaving cream, hear him rinsing out the razor in the basin. It was too late. The beard...was gone.

A flash of white teeth and bright green eyes greeted you before long as Jensen swung out of the bathroom, one hand on the doorframe, ankles crossed. It would have been sexy as hell if you weren’t so upset over the recent death. Jensen Ackles was gone and Dean Winchester was in the building.

“Hey, baby,” he grinned, cocking an eyebrow at you.

“Go away,” you growled, turning your nose up at him as he came close.

Jensen bent over and set his hands on the foot of the bed, still all smiles, laughing at your childishness. “Oh, come on, it’s not that bad! Feel…” He reached for your foot, but you kicked him away, narrowly missing his junk in the process.

“No!”

“But it’s so smooth…” He ran his own hand down his cheek and back up, eyes closing in dramatic awe as he felt the velvety skin. “I think you’re gonna like it.”

You scoffed and rolled away onto your stomach, grabbing your phone from the nightstand, determined to ignore him. “I think I won’t.”

“You didn’t even look,” he said with a pout, attempting to tug at your heartstrings.

The strings, unfortunately for him, were firmly attached to his beard. “I miss the beard. You didn’t have to shave it already. Why’d you do that?”

He sighed and gave a little shrug. “I don’t know, it was itchy and it was going soon anyway.” Biting his lip, Jensen put one knee on the bed. “Come on, Y/N/N…” The other knee followed. “It’s not that bad. It’s nice and smooth…” Hand after hand, knee after knee, he began to crawl to you. “So soft. I smell good, too. I used that soap you like…”

“Go away.”

Jensen nudged at your hip with his newly bare chin. “Y/N…” He sang your name, but you paid him no mind, eyes glued to your phone.

“I said go away.”

“Y/N…” He tugged at the blanket, yanking it from your side.

“No.”

You went to grab the blanket, but Jensen grabbed you instead, wrapping his fingers around your wrist and rolling you onto your back.

“Gotcha!”

You squirmed beneath him, screwing your eyes shut. “Lemme go!” You swatted with your free hand, but Jensen caught that wrist as well, pushing both down onto the bed by your ears.

“Awe, baby, I love you all squirmy like this,” he cooed, trying to keep his face calm and sexy whilst struggling to hold you down. He dipped his lips to yours but you turned at the last second, forcing the kiss to land, loud and wet, by your ear.

“Gah! Get off!”

Jensen licked his lips and planted another wet one on your temple which only made you cringe and fight back a laugh. He knew how to get you going in every direction.

“Don’t make me punch you!” you threatened through clenched teeth.

“How?” Jensen laughed, his entire body moving with it, head and shoulders rocking, hands loosening just enough so you could wiggle away. In a flash, you got the upper hand, using his distraction to flip him over onto his back. He sucked his lip as you pinned him, straddling his hips and pushing his wrists down, broad shoulders spreading his arms, and yours, wide.

"Not so tough now, are ya, Ackles?"

He grinned up at you, quite content to be your captive for a moment. You bent your lips to his and took a taste, breathing in the familiar scent of his shaving cream.

"You do smell nice," you admitted, ghosting your lips across his bare cheek, nipping playfully at his jaw.

Jensen moaned happily and turned his head for your inspection, sucking in a hard breath as your licked his throat. "Fuck."

You kissed the thick line of muscle in his neck and bit down on his ear, loving the way his hips jerked against you. "Oh, hello…" You shifted onto your knees and hovered over his stiffening cock, rubbing yourself slowly. "Feels so nice."

Jensen lifted his head and twisted his right hand, wanting to break free and grab you, but you kissed him back down onto the mattress, still rolling your hips.

"Making me so wet," you whispered, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, looking for the best place to sink your teeth.

"I...I can feel it," he breathed; his entire body tensing, hard and ready beneath you.

You sank down just an inch, forcing the tip of his cock through your slick folds. "You like this, don't you? Me on top, holding you down?"

A groan caught in Jensen's throat and his eyes rolled shut, head pushing back against the mattress. "Ride me…" he begged, voice cracking as you dripped onto his cock.

After a slow roll of your hips, you loosened your grip on his wrists and sat up, ready to go. "OK, baby."

You sank down an inch more but Jensen stopped you, fingers digging into your hips, holding you up. “No,” he growled, “want you to ride my face.”

Every muscle in your body froze and then twitched with excitement. You could feel the flood rushing from your cunt, your lips closing tighter around the tip of his cock. Jensen hissed, blunt nails denting your flesh, stomach tightening, heart racing.

Jensen grunted and bucked his hips, driving his dick deep inside. “Need that pussy,” he grit. “Want you to cum on my tongue.”

He slapped your ass and you lifted up, a little whimper filling the room as his cock dragged against you. As much as you wanted to stay, fuck yourself down on his beautiful cock, you knew what magic he could produce with a mere flick of his tongue.

"Want you," he moaned again, "now."

Holding your breath, you climbed over him and hovered above his face. One last look down showed his emerald eyes locked to your pussy; lips wet and ruddy, tongue pushing out over his bottom teeth. He lifted his chin and rubbed his nose against your clit, making your shiver and hum happily.

"Hold on, baby," you teased. You reached for the headboard to help you balance, not wanting to suffocate him with your cunt, but Jensen had other ideas.

As your fingertips grazed the headboard, Jensen pushed his arms under your thighs and wrapped his hands around your front, pulling you straight down onto his face. You gasped as his hot tongue pushed right in; the tip of his nose bumping your clit, juicy lips pulsing against your cunt.

"Fuck, Jen…"

He mumbled something into you which only set off a shiver as his lips vibrated. You rocked forward, arching your back, and he hummed even louder.

"Jesus, fuck!"

At last, you managed to grab the headboard and use it to lift up enough to really get moving. Jensen sucked in a loud breath as you departed and licked a long stripe up you pussy, gathering up all your juices and drinking them down greedily.

You let him do what he did best, winding you up so tight that your mind began to slip. In that slip you closed your eyes, finding a gentle rhythm to rock to, like a ship bobbing on a rough sea, except the sea wasn’t so rough. The sea was smooth and soft, like the nicest fleece blanket. It was firm yet gave when you landed, it slid like velvet over your flesh. It was heaven.

Jensen devoured your pussy, lips and tongue and fingers working until you were right at the edge.

“Oh god,” you groaned, grinding down on his face hard, feeling the moment approach. “Gonna make me cum, fuck!”

The warning only inspired him and Jensen sucked harder, fucked deeper, growling in ecstasy as you came like a waterfall all over his freshly shaved face.

When you could think straight, you pulled away, falling down against the headboard and squeezing your legs shut; the shivers of orgasm still echoing in your bones. “Holy shit, babe…”

Jensen rolled onto his stomach and propped his chin on his left hand. “I know…” He grinned proudly, face shining and wet.

“No but… like…” Words failed you, but he got the point, watching as you body twitched with aftershock and your eyes fluttered.

“I know,” he said again, wiggling his eyebrows at you. “So, you still miss the beard?”

Laughing, you rolled your eyes and conceded. “No. I guess not. You’re so smooth.”

“Hell yeah,” Jensen agreed, beaming like a fool and pushing himself up on both hands. “I’m always smooth. Smooth as hell, baby.” He winked and did two pushups just to impress you before jumping up and tumbling off the end of the bed.

“Yeah,” you laughed, watching him slapstick his way back up to you. “So smooth…”

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