Bareback

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Violet Brinson
Rating: 18+
Tags: age gap, dirty talk, horse riding puns, barebacking, semi-public sex, creampie
Word Count: 4k

Violet wipes her sweating hands against her jeans as she walks towards the peeling stable doors. The audition process has been going so well so far, and today is the last screen test she needs to do before they can officially offer her the part. She’s had her chemistry reads with Kale, who is playing the little brother, and Keegan who is playing Walker’s brother, and the actors playing the grandparents, and she’s been loving every part of it up until they told her she’d need to chemistry test with a horse. It’s not like she’s never ridden a horse before, she totally has, but she’s never been incredibly comfortable on top of the big animals and she doesn’t want her inexperience to lose her the part.

Her boots crunch along the gravel path as she makes her way to the entrance, the smell of hay and horse hitting her squarely in the face. “Hello?” she calls out, not seeing anyone waiting for her.

“Violet?” A production assistant she recognises pops his head around the doors at the opposite end of the barn, and she breathes a sigh of relief, happy she is in the right place. “Come on through, we’ve got the horses and Jared all wrangled back here,” he waves her forward but she stops mid stride.

“J-Jared?” she stutters, hoping she’s heard wrong, or there is another Jared besides Jared Padalecki, one of her biggest idols of all time, waiting for her around the corner.

“Yeah!” the P.A. chirps and strolls up to grab her arm and propel her forwards. “He saw the test footage from last week and thought you were great, so we figured we’d wrap up the horse-test and the Jared-test all in one,” he explains.

“Oh, um, great,” Violet breathes, trying to get her heart rate back under control. You knew you were going to meet him if you got the part, just chill out, she grits her teeth and admonishes herself. She concentrates on putting one foot in front of the other and just taking deep, even breaths. You can do this.

“There she is!” Violet’s head shoots up at the sound of the voice she instantly recognises as Jared’s and she stops in her tracks, stunned by the unfair beauty of the scene before her. Jared is standing between two horses, carefully coaxing a bit into one’s mouth and drawing the bridle across his mane. Violet can’t help but notice how large and gentle his hands seem against the horse’s head. “Thought you mighta gotten lost, darlin’!” Jared still has to shout because she’s stopped so far away from him, and that realisation breaks her from her stupor and spurs her forwards.

“Oh my god, am I late?” Violet looks at her watch panickedly, she could have sworn she left herself enough time to get here. Maybe she’d messed up the audition time? “I am so sorry,” she splutters embarrassedly, now level with Jared and the horses.

“No, no you’re not late,” Jared rushes to assure her with a smile. “I don’t know why I said that, sorry, bad joke,” he laughs at himself and holds out his hand for Violet to shake. “I’m Jared,” his smile is genuinely blinding in person, Violet thinks to herself.

“I know,” she giggles, going to shake his hand nervously, then freezes in horror. “I’m sorry, that’s so rude, that’s not what you’re supposed to say when you meet your new boss,” her eyes go wide as she realises what she’s said but she can’t seem to stop herself talking, it’s just all coming out. “Not that you’re my boss! I mean, you haven’t hired me yet, that was so presumptuous, shit, I’m sorry,” she stumbles over her words, panicked that they won’t ever stop, until Jared lets go of her hand and reaches for her shoulder, which effectively shuts her up out of shock.

“Woah, woah, s’okay little lady, just breathe,” Jared calms her down, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly, smiling widely the whole time. “I’m nothing to be scared of, I promise,” he chuckles lightly.

Violet makes herself take a deep, shuddering breath and steels herself. “Sorry,” she cringes, trying to put on a charming smile and hoping she can make him forget that first impression. “Can you just pretend what I actually said was “Hi, I’m Violet”?” she holds out her hand, and Jared takes it between both of his warmly.

“It’s very nice to meet you Violet,” he smiles down at her, and she thinks her knees might just give out if he says her name like that again.

“Right, well,” the P.A. who Violet totally forgot was there witnessing the whole embarrassing exchange interrupts them. “Jared, you know all the exercises right? If we just leave you both to it and the film crew will get what they need for the screen tests?”

“Yeah, that’s great Mike, thanks,” Jared nods, and the P.A. retreats with a small salute and moves off to the small crew set up a little ways along the fence. “So,” Jared claps his hands and looks back to Violet eagerly, “ready to go?”

“Um, yeah, I guess,” Violet gulps and tries to push her nerves down. “What do you need me to do?”

“You’ve ridden before, yeah?” Jared checks as he pats his horse’s flank, but his eyes and all his attention are focused solely on Violet.

“Yeah,” Violet nods, blushing a little under Jared’s gaze, “but, I’ll be honest, it’s been a while,” she admits sheepishly.

“That’s fine,” Jared smiles sympathetically. “Let’s just get you up on Daisy here and we’ll take it from there, okay?”

“Sure,” Violet nods in agreement, approaching her horse, Daisy, cautiously, holding out her hand so the mare could scent her. Daisy snuffles and nudges her hand, which Violet remembers is a good sign, and she reaches forward to pat the small white streak down the center of the horse’s forehead. Daisy whinnies appreciatively and Violet giggles, more confident around the animal now. “Okay, let’s do this,” she shoots Jared a wry smile, then looks around for a mounting block or something to help her get into the saddle.

“Here, I gotcha,” Jared sees what she’s looking for and steps up behind her. “Put your hand here,” he grabs her hand in his and his fingers are so big they can close over her hand entirely. Jared arranges her fingers over the pommel then releases her, moving her other hand to the seat of the saddle. “Now, left foot up,” Jared pats her left thigh and she nearly jumps in shock but she holds herself together and manages to lock her foot into the stirrup. “Right, now, up we get,” and before Violet knows what’s happening Jared’s hands are clamping around her waist and hoisting her into the air and onto the saddle. He keeps his hands there until he’s sure she’s settled and comfortable, and when Violet gives him a small smile to let him know she’s good now, he responds by giving her sides a comforting squeeze before he lets her go, dragging one hand down her thigh as he pulls away and moves to mount his own horse.

Violet’s surprised she’s still breathing after being in such prolonged contact with Jared but she’s made it, she’s on the horse, and now that Jared’s hands are no longer on her body, she finds herself missing them wistfully. She takes some deep breaths, hoping she’s not too visibly flustered, and leans forward to run her hand through Daisy’s mane, as a thanks for not throwing her off her back yet.

“Alright darlin’, let’s ride out,” Jared gives her a cheeky grin and nudges his horse to start walking, and Violet gives Daisy’s flank a quick squeeze with her heels and is happy when she follows the instruction easily, walking calmly after Jared and Thunder, as she can see embroidered on the other horse’s saddle.

They’d done their rounds of the practice ring on Daisy and Thunder, Jared chatting amiably while they walked in lazy circles over the grass. He told her about some plans for the show, spots in Austin they wanted to shoot at, spots in Austin he liked to hang out. Every now and then Mike, the P.A. would call out instructions and have them approach the camera, or break into a trot. Jared even helped her coax Daisy up to a canter, smiling proudly when she got it and kept up with him and Thunder.

When Mike calls them back they ride in together, still laughing at a stupid pun Jared had just made. Violet’s sad to be going now. She’s actually had a really nice time riding, although her thighs are a little sore, and once she’d gotten over her silly fangirl moment with Jared she’d found she really likes spending time with him – he’s easy to be around.

“Hey um, little help here?” Violet feels a little cheeky asking Jared to lift her down but he was the one who put her up there in the first place, so it’s only fair, really.

“Ha,” Jared huffs, clearly having forgotten that not everyone is big enough to just hop on and off horses at will. “Sorry little lady,” he chuckles, and reaches up to wrap his hands around her waist again and carefully lift her down.

“Thanks,” Violet smiles up at him, wiping her palms against her jeans again – it’s a nervous habit. “Bye Daisy, it was nice to meet you,” she turns to her horse, not quite knowing what to say to Jared yet, and not wanting to say goodbye. “Maybe I’ll see  you again some day, huh?” she pats Daisy’s mane fondly.

“Oh you will,” Jared’s hand comes up to Daisy’s neck – incredibly close to her own – “Daisy here’ll be your horse on the show.”

“My horse?” Violet looks up at Jared over her shoulder, and then his words really sink in. “Wait, on the show?” her eyes go wide in disbelief.

“Yeah, you’re in, kid,” Jared grins down at her and Violet squeals, clearly an involuntary reaction. She spins and throws herself into Jared’s chest, wrapping him in a tight hug that he’s quick to return.

“Oh my god, thank you so much, thank you,” Violet breathes in the warm smell of Jared and doesn’t want to let go. He gives her a good squeeze and pats the back of her head, and she nuzzles into the contact happily. “Thank you,” she giggles again, still not believing her luck.

“Congratulations,” Jared pulls away from the hug and grins down brightly. “Hey can you stick around for a second? I just want to chat with the crew and I’ll be right back.”

“Sure, yeah, of course,” Violet stumbles over her words but she’s too excited to really care. She watches as Jared jogs over to the small crew set up of camera admin assistants, and sees them start to pack down the equipment and get ready to leave.

“Congratulations Violet!” Mike shouts as he gives her a wave and heads off with a duffle of equipment after the camera operator.

“Thanks!” she shouts back, giving him a wave goodbye. A stable hand comes up and grabs Daisy’s reins off the fence post she’d looped them over, and she gives her a bright smile and a thanks before she notices Jared coming back her way.

“So, Vi,” Jared huffs with what must be fake exertion after he jogs back to her side, and Violet blushes intensely when he shortens her name so familiarly – like they’re friends, “You ever done it bareback?”

“Um, excuse me?” He could not be asking what she thinks he’s asking. Who the fucks asks people that? What the hell– her inner monologue breaks off when she notices Jared grinning at her mischievously.

“I meant horse riding,” he laughs lowly, glancing up through his lashes, “but good to know what a dirty mind you’ve got darlin’.” He actually goddamn winks at her.

“I, I don’t have– I mean,” she stutters, caught completely off guard but what feels like flirting.

“Relax, I’m messin’ with ya,” he brushes her off as he continues to unbuckle Thunder’s saddle and then lobs it over the fence. “But seriously, you wanna try?”

“Going bareback?” Violet looks incredulously at the horse.

“I’ll be with you – they’ve got an idea that they want to try where I wind up rescuing someone and riding the horse back with them bareback – I just want to test it out before we give the writers the green light,” he explains, and putting it like that, it sounds perfectly reasonable.

“Um, okay yeah,” Violet steps up to the horse and this time, with no saddle or pommel or stirrup to hold on to, Jared just lifts her easily off the ground and slots her onto Thunder’s back. It feels so different doing this without a saddle, unbalanced and slippery, but the warmth from Thunder is really nice. Jared uses the fence to hoist himself onto the horse behind her and then she can feel his warmth too. He presses himself right up against her back, his thighs squeezing against hers to help keep them both in place. His hands thread under her arms to grab Thunder’s reins and he holds them tightly, drawing his grip down the horse’s neck, and his hands come to rest right between Violet’s legs.

“H’yuh,” Jared grunts, kicking against Thunder’s flanks and spurring them into motion. The back and forth motion of the horse walking beneath them keeps pressing their hips together, Jared’s front against Violet’s back, and she can’t help noticing that whatever Jared’s got going on between his legs isn’t exactly little. She blushes hotly at the thought, knowing full well it’s not the first time she’s imagined what Jared’s cock might look like – speculating about his size pretty much came with the territory in most of the Supernatural fan communities. “Everything okay? You’re awful quiet,” Jared asks, ducking his head so he’s closer to her ear, and Violet shivers.

“Yeah,” she shakes her head and tries to think about anything other than Jared’s cock – which somehow has started feeling even bigger since she started thinking about its size. “Just lost in thought I guess, sorry.”

“What were you thinkin’ about?” Jared questions innocently.

“Nothing,” Violet answers far too quickly for it to not be suspicious.

“Oh c’mon, don’t give me that,” Jared can’t really shove her playfully in their current position on the back of a horse so he more just pushes himself against Violet more purposefully, pressing them together from shoulder to shin. “What’s going through that pretty little head a’yours?” He draws his knuckles along the seam of her jeans running up her inner thigh, teasingly, and she jumps back into his chest at the unexpected contact.

“N-nothing, I swear,” Violet stutters, embarrassedly.

“Hmm, you really don’t want to tell me, do you?” Jared smirks, still running the back of his hand over the inside of her leg, fingers drifting closer and closer to her centre. “Was that dirty mind of yours doing the thinkin’ again?” The more he spoke the lower Jared’s voice pitched, and the more the Texas drawl crept into his words.

“I–” Violet tries to deny it but her throat closes up around the lie.

“Huh,” Jared laughs under his breath, pulling Violet back against him so she’s leaning into his chest, her head on his shoulder, “knew I liked you.” He smiles down at her and she looks back up at him, stunned into silence. “Well do you want to know what I’m thinking ‘bout?” Jared glances down at Violet but when she doesn’t supply an answer quickly he presses on. “Ever since you thought I was asking you a dirty question earlier I haven’t stopped wondrin’ – have you ever done it bareback? Cus’ y’see, only thing I can picture now is you bent over against that tree over there, with my cum dripping outta that pretty little pussy.”

Violet thinks she might start hyperventilating. She’d been getting a little wet from the second Jared had joined her on the horse and pressed their bodies together, but now with the touches, and his words, she was nervous there’d be a visible spot soaking through her jeans now. She tries to think of something to say but her mind is blank except for one word – want. God she wants what Jared just described so desperately it’s actually embarrassing. A small whimper escapes her at the thought of letting him fuck her raw like that, and Jared picks up on it instantly.

“Oh you like the sound of that little lady?” she can hear the smirk in his voice. “Feels like you do,” and suddenly his fingers are pressing right over her core, rubbing at her through her jeans, and fuck, he must be able to feel how wet I am, she thinks. “And y’know,”Jared continues rubbing against her, finding her clit through the layers of fabric and pulling a whine from her lips, “I’m not sure you really thanked me properly for putting you on the show yet.”

Violet looks up at Jared with wide eyes, takes in his smirk and the hungry glint in his expression and gulps down her nerves, because she would absolutely be lying to herself if she said she didn’t want this. Weakly, she gives Jared a nod, still not sure what to say, but he takes it, and quickly walks Thunder over to one of the boundary fences where he hops off and ties off his reins. He puts his hands up to Violet’s waist and she braces herself on his shoulders as he lifts her down, but instead of setting her on the ground he pulls her into his body and walks them the short distance to the tree he’d pointed out earlier, pinning her against it. Violet wraps her legs around his broad torso, her arms around his shoulders, and clings to him helplessly.

Gently, Jared touches their foreheads together, pausing for just a moment to look her in the eye, confirming they both want what’s about to happen. When all he sees in Violet’s light blue eyes is unfiltered desire, he surges forwards and captures her lips beneath his. She kisses him back eagerly, mouth opening to him willingly as he presses his tongue inside against hers and draws it back out, dragging her into his mouth and then pushing back again. Violet drags her hands down Jared’s chest, crumpling the thick brushed cotton of his flannel beneath her fingers.

Jared gently pulls away and sets Violet down so he can rip her shirt over her head. Once it’s discarded, she goes for Jared’s belt and starts to undo the buckle and work at the button on his jeans. Jared pulls his own shirts over his head while she works, then reaches easily over her small frame to reach the clasp of her bra, and pinches it open. Jared ducks down and pushes her back against the tree so he can reach her breasts, pulling one nipple into his mouth, then the other, as he thumbs open Violet’s jeans and pushes them down her legs, along with her panties.

Wordlessly, Jared spins Violet around so she faces the tree, and she bends over to brace her arms against its trunk. She feels fingers between her legs as Jared runs his knuckles up and down over her seam, collecting the slick he finds there and using it to stroke himself. They both groan when he runs the tip of his cock through her folds, teasing against her clit.

“Don’t need a condom, right?” Jared grunts behind her, notching himself against her entrance.

“No, please no,” Violet shakes her head, and she doesn’t care if it’s reckless – all she wants right now is to feel him inside of her. Without any further hesitation Jared pushes in slowly and Violet whines, her face screwing up in pleasure. She’d never had someone so big before, and Jared was pressing against every nerve inside of her deliciously.

“Fuck, you’re tight darlin’,” he pants, finally sheathed entirely in the wet heat between her legs. “Feels so good,” he groans as he draws out and fucks back in swiftly.

“Oh my god,” Violet whimpers, arching back into Jared, who’s thrusting against her quickly now. He bends his knees to get a different angle and pulls Violet upright against him, bracing one arm against the tree to hold them up. From this new position he uses his free hand to reach down and run his fingers across her clit, drawing higher and higher whines from Violet as he continues to pound into her.

“Fuck, knew hiring you was the right move,” Jared growls against her neck, baring his teeth to scrape against her skin. “Such a good pussy, being such a good girl for me, huh darlin’?”

“Thank you,” Violet mewls, rutting back into Jared so he keeps hitting that one spot inside her that’s pushing her closer and closer to the edge. “Ohmigod, just want to be a good girl for you, thank you,” she breathes, desperately chasing her finish.

“Yeah you are a good girl aren’t you,” Jared coos, and the condescension in his tone is unbelievably hot. “Gonna beg for my cum like a good little girl?”

“Fuck,” Violet whimpers, nearly stunned into silence. No one had ever talked to her like this before and it was a fucking dream come true that Jared, of all people, was now. “Please cum inside me, need it, need to feel you, please,” she begs, shamelessly. She’d do anything he asked her to at this point.

“Yeah that’s it,” Jared breathes, and his hips start to stutter, his pace dropping off in consistency. “Cum with me, there’s a good girl, c’mon baby,” he grunts, rubbing quickly over her clit and pulling her right to the edge with him. They groan heavily, one after the other as they cum, Jared fucking her through her high as he spurts warmly inside her. She can feel his cum between her legs as it seeps out around his cock, still pushing it back inside of her as they start to come down from their highs.

After a moment catching their breaths, Jared carefully pulls himself out, and Violet immediately feels the heat of his release dripping out of her. Before she can fully straighten up Jared’s pushing against her back, bending her over so he can see the mess he left between her legs.

“Fuck, that’s hotter than I imagined,” he groans, fingers running through his cum and pushing it gently back inside her, pulling another whimper from her as he rubs against her sweet spot again. “If I could offer you the job again, I would,” he laughs, bending over to wipe his fingers off on the ground and then starting to re-dress himself. “You’ve definitely earned it little lady,” Jared smirks as he hands Violet back her bra. She takes it gratefully and slips it back on before she pulls up her own jeans.

“Thank you, for everything,” she says again, feeling a little lame, but not knowing what else to say in this situation.

“Tell you what, we keep this up, it’ll be me thankin’ you,” Jared smiles and pulls her into a surprisingly tender embrace, placing a kiss on top of her strawberry red hair. Violet lets herself snuggle into his hug for a moment before she pulls back, smiling.

“I think that can be arranged,” she smiles brightly, not believing her luck. She’d gotten her dream job, met her idol and had sex with him, all in the same day. Maybe next time, he’d let her ride him, instead of Thunder.