holy hotness, batman!

[mickeym]

A couple new pictures of Jared, from the ComicCon. *dies* SCRUFF. And SIDEBURNS. *flails*





Also, who wants to bet that Jensen learned how to knit, just so he could make Jared a scarf?


And oh, my GOD, have you ever seen anything prettier?




From HERE.

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[woodstarling.livejournal.com]

SCRUFFYYYY *FLAIL*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

I know, right? There's something very alluring about it.

...or that could just be Jared *g*

[annella.livejournal.com]

OMGGGGGG. SCRUFF. *rubs face against screen*

[zillahseye.livejournal.com]

GNNNNNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. *POP*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

I KNOW. I saw these and then promptly died. I'm posting from beyond the grave. Send Sam, STAT.

(Now I'm imagining him rubbing that scruff against tender skin -- the insides of thighs. *dies again*)

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh.

My head exploded, big time.

[annella.livejournal.com]

alksdjlkajsdf MMMMMMMM. *imagines that too*

[fpvs.livejournal.com]

DAMN! You picked some mighty awesome shots outta them! :D I don't think I could handle looking through the rest :|

I kinda love, just a little bit too much, the light from the flash reflecting off a few bits of stubble. *SIGH* ♥

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

He is just absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful. Kinda hurts my heart a little. He smiles with his whole self, y'know? God.

[nu-breed.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, it really hurts to look at him.

[fpvs.livejournal.com]

XD It gives me too much joy when I see another using an icon with Jared's body hair up front and in focus. *drools and squees messily*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

The only question is... who to write into it? *eg* Jared/Jensen? Slow, comfortable, we're-horny-but-tired sex? Or Sam/Dean, too-much-adrenaline-post-hunt-gotta-fuck-NOW sex? Or Sam/Ruby, I-don't-want-this-but-I-can't-stop-myself fucking?

Gngh.

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Heh. Dude. It's like, this fetish of mine. Jared's armpit. Well, armpits...not everyone's, but some. And so his, yes. Guh. I really want to lick...

...and I'll stop right there, before I share TMI, or freak you out, or whatever *g*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

I KNOW. I keep going back to them and staring, and it's like my heart hurts, he's just so achingly beautiful and happy and GOD.

[annella.livejournal.com]

I say Jared/Jensen slow comfortable horny-but-tired sex! Like, Jared hasn't shaved for a few days and Jensen bitches about it but then can't bring himself to bitch anymore after Jared spreads Jensen's legs and rubs his scruff against his inner thighs while sucking him off...

[azephirin.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhh, pretty. I'm not a big fan of scruff!Jensen, but it SO works on Jared. Nom nom nom.

[fpvs.livejournal.com]

NNNGGGHHH!!!! I LOVE HIS ARM PITS TOO!!!!! Do you not see my favourite icon? It's Jared's armpit from the grease monkey photo shoot. :| I think Jared helped me to discover my hair!kink :D Now I've got my eye on this boy who I thought was sweet and cute, then saw pictures of him on facebook - he was at a pool party. And that boy? He is HAIRY!!! :D :D :D

So, yeah. Definitely not TMI in my mind. Mmmm. *grins*

[hunters-retreat.livejournal.com]

OMG! Do you people NOT know how susceptible I am to prompts these days????

*passes out from the image but her fingers keep typing* :P

[ou-peachus.livejournal.com]

I just don't get it. The boy sweats like freakin' crazy but he wraps up in scarves, hats and coats all the freakin' time??? WTF Jared? LOL

But gah - he could sweat on my any day so long as he flashes those dimples and twinkles those puppy eyes...

[annella.livejournal.com]

I feel NO guilt whatsoever. :D

[raynedanser.livejournal.com]

OH MY GAWD. *is dead*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

They're both tired, so tired, it's been a hell of a few days trying to get everything wrapped for the season finale. Jensen's not sure he's slept four hours in the last forty-eight, and even Jared-I'm-an-overgrown-hyperactive-four-year-old-Padalecki is showing signs of strain, eyes foggy and cheeks a little hollowed under the several days' worth of scruff he's sporting.

They fall in to bed, skins still glistening with droplets of water, and Jared waves a hand toward the windows like he's Harry Potter, or Willow, and can magick the black-out curtains closed. Surprisingly, they don't move, and it isn't until Jensen grunts, "get up and close them, dumbass," that he actually does it.

The room dims instantly, darkening to night-time, and with the dogs downstairs it's silent, calm, soothing. Jensen breathes in deep, face buried in his pillow that smells like fabric softener and body wash, sweat and hair gel, fresh and comforting all at once.

Large, warm hands slide up the backs of his thighs, thumbs pressing, rubbing, pushing his legs open. Jensen will deny until he dies that he squeaks when Jared rubs his face against the tender skin, but he feels the rumble of laughter, muted against his skin.

"Jay--c'mon, man," he says, the protest pushed out by the part of him drooping with exhaustion. The rest of his body disagrees, though, warmth shivering through him with each soft-rough rub over his inner thighs as Jared nuzzles.

"Just a little," Jared whispers, the words slipping and sliding over Jensen's skin, disappearing with the prickling heat when Jared rubs a little harder, alternating rubbing with quick, sharp nips. Jensen shudders and groans, shifting a little so he's pushed up on his knees, chest still pressed to the bed.

He knows what's coming, anticipation swirling hot and sweet through him, and then Jared's spreading him open, licking over and around tender skin, pressing his tongue against the tight muscle. Jensen moans into his pillow, growling when Jared fucking rubs over his cheeks, whiskers prickling and dragging, drowning Jensen in sensation.

Jared rims him until he's shaking, knees weak, trembling, and Jensen can't focus on anything except the roughened, stinging skin and how wet and open he feels, his cock hanging heavy and hot between his thighs. He whimpers when Jared presses into him slowly, steady, cock slicked up with -- whatever was handy. Jensen doesn't care, just rocks back, pushes and pushes, and then Jared's sliding deep inside him, thick and hard, pulsing when Jensen tightens around him.

Each thrust in makes them both grunt, and Jared rubs his cheek over Jensen's back, against his neck, sending goosebumps flaring in the wake. Jensen shifts so he can reach down, jack himself slow and easy to match Jared's strokes. He's drowning in waves of heat and need, exhaustion making everything seem soft and hazy.

Orgasm slides over him, honey-thick and sweet, and he shakes against it, against the tide pulling him down, under, holding him tight. Jared whispers something against his neck, teeth and lips teasing, taking, his movements getting faster and jerkier, until he stop, hips working shallowly as he comes. Jensen feels the heat filling him, each pulse of Jared's cock deep inside him, and wishes he could hold on to this for forever.

He's boneless and lax, a heartbeat and breath away from sleep when Jared finally slides out of him. He doesn't move very far, though, curling up over Jensen, whiskers prickling and soothing all at once, where they rub at Jensen's shoulder. Jensen wonders if he'll be able to see prickle spots, when they wake up.

"'S so good, Jen," Jared says, the words soft and slurred. Jensen mumbles something in response, but he's already mostly asleep; they're both mostly asleep.

Jensen lets Jared's soft snores and heavy warmth follow him down.

~fin~

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

ANYTHING works on Jared. *g* *points upward* I comment-ficced, if you're interested :)

*smooch*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

I know, I don't get it either. Maybe he enjoys being (too) warm?

I'd be happy to be sweated on by him, too *g*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

But what a way to go, yeah? *g*

[raynedanser.livejournal.com]

We should all be so lucky. ;-)

Did you get my email hon?

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Umm...no? Wait, which account? I haven't checked gmail for a couple of hours. *goes to look*

[raynedanser.livejournal.com]

Thinking it was gmail?

[annella.livejournal.com]

mmmmmm. oh yes.

[azephirin.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm. :)

[ou-peachus.livejournal.com]

I'm going to the L.A. con and I'm realllly tempted to ask him about it. LOL

[nu-breed.livejournal.com]

*swoons*

And thank you for the v-gift, sweetie. :D

[rivers-bend.livejournal.com]

*dies*

mmmmmmmm




and thank you, honey, for my candy hearts! *smishes and cuddles you*

[leighm.livejournal.com]

Um, JESUS. That second one especially. *g*

[lazy-daze.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. *__________*

[lazy-daze.livejournal.com]

LSDKHG;SLDGJ;SLDGJ MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

[superwicked.livejournal.com]

OMFG!!! Yes just like that!!!

[tabularassa.livejournal.com]

GUH.

Pretty much it. LMAO HOLY.

[stungunbilly.livejournal.com]

He's so unbelievably beautiful.

ETA: And the image of Jensen knitting makes me so happy, non-ironically and everything. It's kind of sad.

[stungunbilly.livejournal.com]

Can this be real now? This should be real.