It was disorientating not being able to see, having to track Jeff's movements through sound alone, his body physically jumping as Jeff laid a hand on his stomach, fingers splayed wide, resting reassuringly while Jensen waited for his heart to calm, mind racing in both fear and anticipation.
Jeff's hand moved slowly, ghosting up his chest, fingers dragging over Jensen's ribs, running a line up his throat to chase over his lips, touch soft and distracting even as Jeff's other hand rested against his hip, cold metal of the knife resting against Jensen's skin, making him tremble with anticipation.
Seemingly satisfied, Jeff pulled his hand away from Jensen's face, waiting just long enough for the anticipation to build, before the blade was pressed against Jensen's side, just under his left ribs. The blade was cold, the point scratching as Jeff traced abstract swirls and lines, skin blazing in a trail after the point, Jensen's cock leaking freely as the pain flared.
He gasped aloud as Jeff pressed the blade in, drawing it in a sweeping line in towards his stomach, sharp line of fire and pain, blood dripping off the point to spot, warm, against Jensen's stomach. He could have sworn he heard Jeff laugh at that, the blade moving back to where it had started, point teasing at the edges of the cut, fanning the flame of pain.
Without warning, the knife moved down and scored another searing line, deeper than the first, blood welling up and dribbling down Jensen's skin, shudders racking his body as he struggled to keep still, hips rocking against the table.
"Easy." Jeff's fingers traced the two cuts he'd made, wet fingers sliding up to Jensen's mouth, coating his lips with the blood, pulling the blindfold away in time for Jeff to bend his head and kiss Jensen, copper tang shared between them.
Jensen chased as Jeff pulled away, the movement opening the cuts, and he moaned as Jeff bent his head once more, lapping at the blood sliding down to pool above Jensen's navel. He upended the knife, sliding the smooth hilt down Jensen's body, sliding between his thighs, the tip pressing into him hard as Jeff lapped at the open cuts. Jensen gasped, fingers scrabbling over smooth steel, closing his eyes as orgasm crashed through him, two lines of pain anchoring him against the dark...
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Date: 2009-01-16 08:30 pm (UTC)SPN - Jeff/Jensen
It was disorientating not being able to see, having to track Jeff's movements through sound alone, his body physically jumping as Jeff laid a hand on his stomach, fingers splayed wide, resting reassuringly while Jensen waited for his heart to calm, mind racing in both fear and anticipation.
Jeff's hand moved slowly, ghosting up his chest, fingers dragging over Jensen's ribs, running a line up his throat to chase over his lips, touch soft and distracting even as Jeff's other hand rested against his hip, cold metal of the knife resting against Jensen's skin, making him tremble with anticipation.
Seemingly satisfied, Jeff pulled his hand away from Jensen's face, waiting just long enough for the anticipation to build, before the blade was pressed against Jensen's side, just under his left ribs. The blade was cold, the point scratching as Jeff traced abstract swirls and lines, skin blazing in a trail after the point, Jensen's cock leaking freely as the pain flared.
He gasped aloud as Jeff pressed the blade in, drawing it in a sweeping line in towards his stomach, sharp line of fire and pain, blood dripping off the point to spot, warm, against Jensen's stomach. He could have sworn he heard Jeff laugh at that, the blade moving back to where it had started, point teasing at the edges of the cut, fanning the flame of pain.
Without warning, the knife moved down and scored another searing line, deeper than the first, blood welling up and dribbling down Jensen's skin, shudders racking his body as he struggled to keep still, hips rocking against the table.
"Easy." Jeff's fingers traced the two cuts he'd made, wet fingers sliding up to Jensen's mouth, coating his lips with the blood, pulling the blindfold away in time for Jeff to bend his head and kiss Jensen, copper tang shared between them.
Jensen chased as Jeff pulled away, the movement opening the cuts, and he moaned as Jeff bent his head once more, lapping at the blood sliding down to pool above Jensen's navel. He upended the knife, sliding the smooth hilt down Jensen's body, sliding between his thighs, the tip pressing into him hard as Jeff lapped at the open cuts. Jensen gasped, fingers scrabbling over smooth steel, closing his eyes as orgasm crashed through him, two lines of pain anchoring him against the dark...
(the ending went emo, sorry..!)