#misha collins rpf | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

impala-dreamer · 1 year

Text

Hold Her Down

An Erotic Tale

~Misha's in charge and he's going to make sure you remember that.~

Misha Collins x Reader x Jensen Ackles

1,732 Words

Warnings: M/F/M. Dom!Misha, sub!Jensen, sub!reader. being held down? lots of sex. just hot. and fluffy finish.

Impala-Dreamer’s Masterlist ~ Patreon ~ Published Works ~ Buy Me A Coffee ~ Feedback is Gold

A warm breath passes over your lips and your eyes flutter open, finding the most beautiful green gems staring back at you.

Jensen smiles and licks at your lips, driving his tongue into your hungry mouth when you relax into him. He’s on his side, lying face to face with you as Misha is lost between your thighs, lapping at your clit and stroking the sweet spot deep inside.

A push of Misha’s thick fingers to the left and your hips buck up into him, your knees start to shake, closing around his head.

“Lie still,” he warns, voice deep and flooded with authority.

You swallow hard and breathe out into Jensen’s mouth, moaning as he snaps his fingers over your nipple.

“Mmm fuck,” you moan out, and Misha’s hand cracks on the base of your ass.

“Be quiet.”

Another warning but it’s hard to keep track of all your rules tonight. There’s not much space left in your head besides their names and the way they’re both playing with you, so rough yet gentle, so hot, so perfect.

“S-sorry,” you whimper, body flooded with the sweet chemicals they’re both sending through your system.

Jensen leaves your lips and sits up on an elbow to play with your tits. He massages and teases, plucking at your nipples with his cool fingertips and warm lips.

Sensations run wild and your thighs tremble. Misha swipes two fingers over your clit and the jolt of pleasure forces your hips upwards again, shoving your cunt into his face.

He backs away and growls.

“I’ve told you twice now to hold still.”

Panting, you can feel the orgasm looming just ahead but Misha removes himself and a wisp of cold air makes you shiver.

“I’m sorry!” you beg, spreading your legs wider and locking your knees.

Misha looks down at you with darkened sapphire eyes and shakes his head. “I know you are.” A single finger swipes up your slit from ass to clit and you hold your breath for fear of moving.

“I-I won’t move, I swear. I’ll hold still.”

He does it again, dragging that single digit through your slick heat and he cocks his head, looking down at you seriously. “I don’t think you will,” he said simply. “I think you’re too excited tonight to pay attention. I think you’ve forgotten who’s in charge here.”

A wave of nervousness eats its way down your spine and goosebumps spring up across your limbs.

Misha notes the rise and draws his big hands down your thighs, smoothing and soothing your fears.

He looks to Jensen who has his mouth sealed around your right nipple. “Jensen? Who’s in charge?”

Without a thought, plump lips leave your tit and he answers in a breathless, “you are.”

A smile spreads over Misha’s pink lips. “That’s a good boy. You’re right.” Blue eyes flash back to yours. “Did you forget?”

Quickly, you shake your head. “N-no. Never forget. You’re in charge, Sir. Always.”

He licks his lips slowly and considers your contrition. “Then why can’t you sit still?” His thumb rolls over your clit and spasms of pained pleasure roll through you. “Hmm?”

“I-I can,” you promise, barely able to hold still as he circles your clit roughly. “I will.”

Misha glares and then falls to his belly, eyes still glued to your face. “Let’s see.”

His lips close around your clit and a shudder attacks, vibrating through you as he sucks and licks in the same moment. He threads a finger through your pussy lips and your hips move on their own, thrusting down onto his hand.

Again, Misha backs up. “That’s it.”

Your heart races at his tone and you fear the worst.

“Jensen-” Misha nods at you, giving Jensen the cue to move. “Hold her down.”

“Yes, Sir.” Jensen pops to his knees instantly and moves to take hold of your wrists, pinning them beside your head with all his strength.

“Fuck…” The weight on him on top of you, the sight of his stiff cock so close, practically bouncing on your tits, makes your head swim. Jensen grins down at you and you let out a stunted cry. “God- fuck!”

“Keep her quiet, too,” Misha orders and Jensen nods, bending down to kiss you silent.

His tongue is amazing and for a moment there is nothing else in the universe except Jensen. His scent floods your senses, his taste is intoxicating. He kisses with a pressure and method like no one else in the world and your brain ticks off for a long moment, drunk on him.

Misha calls you back too soon, humming against your clit while he stuffs three fingers into you. The roughness of his calloused hand scrapes against your delicate flesh and you whimper into Jensen’s mouth, tightly wound and so close to losing it.

A trickle of precum slides down from Jensen’s cock onto your breast and you moan with desperate hunger. Pushing Jensen away with your tongue, you look down at his dick, mouth watering, chest heaving. You reach for him with your tongue but think better of it, looking down at Misha who’s staring up at you, face smashed in your cunt, eyes wide and observant.

“Please, Sir, m-may I suck Jensen’s cock? Please?”

He ponders for a moment and then nods, pressing his tongue flat against your clit.

Filled with excitement and submissive wonder, you squirm and lick at Jensen’s belly until he rearranges and offers you his already throbbing cock. He shifts, holding both of your wrists in one giant hand and wrapping the other around the base of his shaft. He slaps the tip against your lips and you open wide, already drooling.

Your mouth snaps shut and Jensen grunts loudly as he slowly slides down your throat. It’s a practiced move for both of you; one of your favorite things is seeing how far he can go without choking you. Deeper and deeper he goes until your throat closes, protesting him going any further. You gag loudly and both Jensen and Misha moan at the sound.

“Such a good girl,” Misha praises. “Fuck her mouth real good, Jensen.”

Jensen bites his lip and obeys, locking his free hand around your throat so he can feel his cock bulging there. He picks a quick rhythm and soon there’s nothing but the sound of him moaning and the wet, pathetic hums pulsing from the back of your throat.

“Both so good for me.” Misha sits back, lazily stroking your cunt as he gets onto his knees. “My perfect little pets. My playthings.” His eyes glaze over as he watches Jensen fuck your beautiful mouth and he fists his own cock, tugging hard. “All mine.”

Jensen groans heavily and exhales a hard, “yours” and your body shudders. The sound of his submission is almost too much for your mind to handle and your cunt pulses visibly.

Misha looks down with a smirk and nudges the tip of his cock through your slit. Up and down, slowly and deliberately, he bypasses your entrance over and over until your nails dig into Jensen’s fingers and your toes curl into the sheets.

A muffled scream covers Jensen’s cock and Misha laughs to himself.

“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” He sets the head of his thick cock at your hole and pulses slowly in and out, just an inch. “You aren’t satisfied with one cock in you,” he teases, pushing in another tiny bit. “You need all your holes filled up, don’t you?”

You beg, crying out, splattering saliva all over Jensen’s dick as Misha finally, blessedly pushes inside.

Somehow, their rhythm combines, matching thrust for thrust, one in, one out, over and over until you’re nothing more than a ragdoll dangling between them. At some point, Jensen drops your wrists in favor of playing with your tits, but your hands don’t move, your hips don’t buck, your muscles don’t shiver. There’s nowhere to go, no reason to move. Your cunt throbs around Misha’s thickness, your throat swallows around Jensen’s length, and that’s all you are. Just holes to be fucked, just a toy to be loved and used and played with.

Jensen bites his lip hard and squeezes the base of his cock, ready to explode. He turns to Misha, begging. “M-may I cum, Sir? Please?”

Misha thrusts thrice more before answering, getting himself there as well. In a deep, graveled voice, he commands you and Jensen both, “Cum. Now.”

There’s a crash, like lightning has struck the hotel, but it’s just the headboard thrashing against the wall as Misha slams into you a final time, nearly knocking Jensen off of the bed.

They both cum as you quake beneath them, shooting their hot loads into your gaping holes.

You swallow Jensen down, choking on the tangy sweetness and reach out for a hand, for a shoulder, for something.

Your brain is empty and your eyes can’t focus. There’s only colors and bright lights rimming your vision. You can feel yourself leaking, fluids pouring from your mouth and cunt, but there’s no moving to wipe them clear, no embarrassment, no nothing.

You’re simply floating on that big bed as Misha and Jensen meet, kissing and holding each other until the glow fades away.

A tightness coils in your chest, but Misha’s there to quickly ease it away. He dabs at your chin with a warm cloth and brings a glass of water to your lips. Jensen flutters about, carefully wiping at the mess between your thighs and draping a big blanket over you.

They lie with you in the middle, still exchanging touches and kisses above your head. A few land on your forehead and lips, tender and sweet. They don’t bother you much, knowing how spent you are, how exhausted.

Misha scoots down to cradle your head in his arms, tugging you to him while Jensen scoots up behind.

“You did so good, babygirl,” he whispers. “So, so good.”

Feeling begins to come back to your arms and legs and your eyes flutter closed. “Thank you, Sir,” you sigh, burying your face in his warm chest.

Jensen kicks his knees up and locks them behind yours, his arm resting in the curve of your waist. He kisses your shoulder and nuzzles in.

You’re safe, loved, protected, and there’s no place else you’d rather be than locked between them. Forever.

2022 Forever Tags (Always Open! Send an Ask!)

@aditimukul @agirlwithdemonblood @amanda-teaches @akshi8278 @alwayskeepfightingsweetheart @b3autyfuldisast3r @babysimpala @beardburnsupersoldiers @because-imma-lady-assface @bloodline1632 @charred-angelwings @chenshemesh1 @cosicas-cuquis @covered-byroses @djs8891 @deanwinchesterswitch @deansyahtzee @feelmyroarrrr @foxyjwls007 @hobby27 @idreamofdeanie @ilsawasanacrobat @impalaspixie @jawritter @justcallmeasmodeus @kazsrm67 @kittenofdoomage @lovealways-j @lyarr24 @mariekoukie6661 @mistressofallthingsgeeky @pandaxo79 @peachy-vans @roseblue373 @samwellwinchesterthebrave @sexyvixen7 @spideysimpossiblegirl @the-wounded-healer05 @thoughts-and-funnies @vulgar-library

#rpf #jensen ackles x reader #misha collins x reader #jensen x reader x misha #one shot

190 notes · View notes