Okay. Wow. Taking a moment to gather my words and thoughts here, but before I get on to the actual babbling-incoherently-with-joy part, you should know something: I don't read Jared or Jensen with anyone but the other. Sometimes I'll read threesomes with JDM, but even for those, I have to be in the right frame of mind. Because yeah, I'm as stupidly tinhatty for J2 as I am for, well, Chris and JC ;)
But this is YOU, and wow. WOW. I'm glad I read, because holy cow. Watching Jensen come apart...breathtaking. Chris pushing him just a little, then a little more, harder, then harder still. Enjoying it, but also enjoying giving Jensen what he obviously needs and has so much trouble asking for.
Chris traces short, easy strokes over the back of Jensen's neck with his thumb. "What do you say when someone gives you something that you want?"
Jensen goes absolutely still under him; he knows what Chris wants to hear. Chris lets the silence spin out, breaks it only when he reaches out and slaps Jensen one last time, a backhand across the other cheek. He keeps his voice low, but lets his displeasure at having to repeat himself sharpen his tone and hopes like hell it does the trick.
"What do you say?"
Jensen shudders once, a short, hard spasm of muscle and sinew, before he whispers, "Thank you."
"My pleasure," Chris answers, cupping Jensen's face in his hand, smoothing gently over the red marks he's left behind before he unsnaps the carabiner and catches Jensen as he folds to the floor.
This? Was just absolutely perfect. The tenderness and caring Chris shows--so very, very important. I love (and in fact, I can't read D/s if it's not present) the emotional connection. So many people think D/s is just about physicality, but that's (imo) secondary to the emotion behind it. You nailed it perfectly, and now I'm going to be thinking about this for the rest of the day. :)
Thanks for sharing with all of us; without_me is a very lucky lady :)
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But this is YOU, and wow. WOW. I'm glad I read, because holy cow. Watching Jensen come apart...breathtaking. Chris pushing him just a little, then a little more, harder, then harder still. Enjoying it, but also enjoying giving Jensen what he obviously needs and has so much trouble asking for.
Chris traces short, easy strokes over the back of Jensen's neck with his thumb. "What do you say when someone gives you something that you want?"
Jensen goes absolutely still under him; he knows what Chris wants to hear. Chris lets the silence spin out, breaks it only when he reaches out and slaps Jensen one last time, a backhand across the other cheek. He keeps his voice low, but lets his displeasure at having to repeat himself sharpen his tone and hopes like hell it does the trick.
"What do you say?"
Jensen shudders once, a short, hard spasm of muscle and sinew, before he whispers, "Thank you."
"My pleasure," Chris answers, cupping Jensen's face in his hand, smoothing gently over the red marks he's left behind before he unsnaps the carabiner and catches Jensen as he folds to the floor.
This? Was just absolutely perfect. The tenderness and caring Chris shows--so very, very important. I love (and in fact, I can't read D/s if it's not present) the emotional connection. So many people think D/s is just about physicality, but that's (imo) secondary to the emotion behind it. You nailed it perfectly, and now I'm going to be thinking about this for the rest of the day. :)
Thanks for sharing with all of us;