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Jensen discovers a fine point of finding out that Misha's birth name is actually Dmitri.
(There’s zero plot here, I wont lie.)
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“Fuck Jensen, harder.” Misha keens as he hits that blessed bundle of nerves. He thrusts in even harder and he’s surprised at Misha’s words but he feels like he should have expected it. He apparently likes it hard and rough and he is a-fucking-okay with that.
Misha shifts his legs up and around Jensen’s hips to pull him in with the rhythm, and he’s clenching around Jensen so beautifully that he thinks this won’t be able to go on much longer. He’s thrusting into Misha so hard that he’s pushing out air every time he fucks into him and his chest is heaving hard in an attempt to counteract it. Jensen’s leg starts to cramp and when he shifts up to move it Misha practically lets out a scream.
He’s clawing at Jensen’s back so hard and he knows there’s going to be very questionable lines along it tomorrow but he doesn’t care because this is just so fucking perfect and they’ve been dancing around each other for so long. Misha feels like he’s going to die and his brain is registering something coming from Jensen’s mouth that sound like ‘perfect’ and ‘beautiful’ and he can’t take any more, he moves his hand down to his cock because if he doesn’t come soon his brain is going to melt out of his ears and his neighbours have probably already filed a noise complaint.
Jensen is quick to the jump, though. He grabs Misha’s wrists and pins them above his head while Misha tries to keep his ankles locked together in an effort to keep Jensen as deep inside of him as he physically can.
“No.” Jensen grunts out. Misha’s eyes open abruptly and his mouth is already hanging open and he fucking whines. Christ he’s beautiful like this.
“Please, please, please.” Misha begs but Jensen doesn’t let his wrists go, he doesn’t let up either. There’s tears running from Misha’s eyes and he’s practically shouting with every thrust; Jensen knows they’re both going to collapse in exertion if this doesn’t finish up soon.
“Come for me.” He grunts
Misha sobs out a course of “I can’t, I can’t, please, Jen─ fuck” There’s probably going to be a marks in the paint from the bed head hitting the wall but he’s determined to make Misha come on his cock like a fucking girl. He needs to see it, he wants to know if Misha has wanted this as much as he has.
“You can do it I know you can, so fucking good for me.” He praises to Misha as he fucks into him.
“I can’t, Jen touch me.” Jensen doesn’t, he doesn’t think he’d be able to move his arms if he even tried, the only thing he can do is keep jack-knifing his hips into the man below him.
“Come for me, Dmitri.”
Misha near curls on into himself, he comes so hard that his voice breaks halfway through a scream and he’s clenching so hard he thinks his joints are going to be locked in this position for the rest of his life. He doesn’t even register Jensen coming inside of him until he feels the warm, wet heat inside of him followed by Jensen going boneless and lying on him.
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