#Danneel Ackles x Female!Reader Smut
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Pairing: Jensen x Female!Reader x Danneel
Word count: 4,018
Summary: Y/N can't deny the tangible attraction between her, Jensen and Danneel, and finds herself experiencing something she never thought possible.
Warnings: Swearing, sexual tension, smut: dirty talk, d/s elements, Dom!Jensen, Dom!Danneel, Sub!Reader, threesome, ffm, oral sex (male and female receiving), rough sex, doggy style, unprotected sex (wrap it up people), fluff
A/N: Pretty sure I killed both my betas @evergreencowboy and @makeadealwithdean with this, so let that be a warning... happy reading and enjoy! :)
Comic-con was always one of Y/N’s favorite events. The panels, the cosplay, the atmosphere of the fans - it was all pretty great. As press, it was always difficult to get some time off during the weekend to catch the things she wanted to, but if there was ever a spare moment, she loved walking the convention floor and taking in the excitement of the crowds, checking out the fan art and taking photos of some of the cool cosplays people had put so much effort into.
She had managed a couple of hours that weekend, but it was right back to business as usual, which was a lot of fun, too. She always got to interview the people she had admired, but considering her most favorite show of all time had now produced a spin-off, that was what she was most looking forward to talking about. She had interviewed Jensen several times over the years for Supernatural, and they had developed a great friendship because of it, so she couldn’t wait to catch up with him and his lovely other half.
“Y/N!”
She lifted her head up from the cards she was reading over, editing some of the questions with the pen between her fingers. She heard his husky, deep voice over the buzz of her co-workers as they prepped for the interview, smiling as he came towards her.
“Hey,” she beamed as she stood up from her chair, hugging him. She had a brief moment of confusion as it lasted a little longer than usual, but she didn’t dwell on it as they pulled away from each other. “It’s a been a while, huh?”
“Well, not long enough, clearly,” he joked, shrugging his shoulders.
“True,” she stated, with a slight chuckle.
“Oh, honey,” he turned around, taking the hand of a beautiful redhead as both of them faced her. “This is Y/N, she did a lot of press for Supernatural. Y/N, this is Danneel.”
Offering her hand, she smiled softly when Danneel leaned in and hugged her instead. “It’s wonderful to finally meet you.”
“You too,” Danneel said, pulling away after a moment. “Jensen’s always said doing interviews with you has never felt like work, so I’m glad we’re coming around to you first.”
“Yeah, but I’m still gonna grill you both for as many non-spoilery spoilers as possible,” Y/N jested, wiggling her eyebrows.
Jensen chuckled, waving his finger at her as he sat down on the chair across from her. “I’d expect nothing less from you.”
Y/N giggled as she adjusted the mic on her top, watching as Jensen and Danneel did the same for each other, sharing a quick kiss. She smiled to herself as she looked away, flipping back to the first card before she glanced back at them.
“Shall we?” she asked.
“Ready when you are,” Danneel replied, a small smirk on her face as she flipped her hair back lightly.
Y/N felt her cheeks heat up as their eyes met, a lingering look passing between them. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling as the camera started to record, but she had to push it down.
She had a job to do and couldn’t get distracted by them.
That’s what she kept reminding herself of every time her eyes would meet Jensen’s or Danneel’s as they discussed the new show, but she really couldn’t help herself. They were beautiful, and she suddenly found herself thinking things she really shouldn’t in the middle of an interview. Her mind wandered off briefly as her gaze fell on Jensen’s lips, imagining what they’d feel like on every part of her, before her thoughts transitioned to the way his wife’s would feel as well. She shook her head as she prepped herself to ask the rest of her questions, chastising herself for her unprofessional thoughts.
The interview had gone really well. The rapport between the three of them had been great, and Y/N had wished them all the success for the rest of the season. As they said goodbyes at the end before they headed off to the next string of interviews, Jensen and Danneel invited her to the small event that the studio was having for them later that evening. She was about to decline the offer, but with the looks that had been passing between them, she found herself saying yes without missing a beat.
And that was exactly where she found herself later, a cocktail in hand, as they laughed about memories from past conventions and talked about how life was treating them lately. They sat in the curved booth, Danneel’s knees brushing against hers because of the lack of space.
“Thanks for today,” Jensen stated, smiling softly. “I’m always a little nervous before we start, but having you first definitely put me at ease.”
“I’m glad,” Y/N muttered, taking a small sip of her drink. “It was really great for me to have you guys first as well. I just… I’m really happy for all of you.”
“You know, any time you wanna come down to New Orleans and do some press there, we’d love to have you,” Danneel said, leaning her forearms on the table, making the gap between them smaller.
“Oh, that would be amazing!” Y/N exclaimed, grinning. “Ah, I’d go through the proper channels with my boss first-”
“Of course,” Danneel interjected, placing her hand on Y/N’s shoulder. “Do what you need, and then let us know. Especially if it’s some time next week, we’ve got some cool stuff coming up.”
“I’ll definitely talk to him soon,” Y/N stated, making a note on her phone to call her boss the next morning as soon as she woke up.
“Great,” the redhead smiled, her hand gently skimming down Y/N’s arm and curling over her hand. “It’s gonna be a lot of fun.”
Y/N sighed softly as she felt the beautiful woman in front of her graze her foot against hers under the table. Her thumb lightly brushed over Y/N’s knuckles, causing her breath to hitch as their eyes met. She had occasionally had the thought of what it would be like to be with other women, but had never acted on it. She certainly wasn’t going to now considering it would be highly unprofessional, but the sudden, familiar warmth that settled low in her core and the glint in Danneel’s eye were making things really difficult for her.
The attraction was undeniable, especially with everything she had been feeling all day, and she was pretty sure they felt it too, as their eyes met hers. She felt her cheeks warm up not for the first time that day, and she knew she was in trouble if she didn’t leave soon. But she made no move to stand up and walk out the door.
“Can we convince you for a night cap back at our hotel?” Jensen asked, his voice deep and husky as he turned to her, his eyebrows raised. “It’s more low profile than here.”
Y/N looked between the couple, her gaze locked with Danneel for a brief moment before she turned away, a mischievous smile pulling at her lips as she glanced at her husband. Y/N knew what he was suggesting, and was very glad he was the one who brought it up.
“Well…” she started, leaning over the table and closer to them, dropping her voice down into a sensual whisper. “I think your room would be much more private.”
Danneel let out a low hum as she bit her lip, shifting closer to Y/N. They pressed their foreheads together as they looked into each other’s eyes, the wicked smirks on their faces almost identical. It was a brief moment, knowing that they’d rather not been seen, all three of them standing up as Jensen told them to wait outside while the valet brought the car around and he said their goodbyes for them.
Things had progressed faster than Y/N could process, but she still found herself squeezing her thighs together as they waited outside in anticipation for what was going to happen.
Jensen unlocked the door to their hotel room, letting Y/N and Danneel in first, before he closed the door behind them. She strolled into the room, biting her lip as she took in the decor. Her stomach flipped as she felt Jensen’s hand slide down her back as he walked around to face her, lifting her chin up to look into his eyes. They had discreetly walked through the lobby and into the elevator, keeping distance between them, but now they were alone together and her heart was beating faster at the thought of what was going to happen.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice low but husky.
She gulped. “Yeah.”
“Good,” he whispered.
He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a searing kiss. She moaned against his mouth as her hands slid up his emerald green jacket, wrapping her arms around his neck as his hands rested on her hips. He groaned as the kiss deepened and he pulled her in closer, wanting to feel every inch of her against him.
“Fuck,” she gasped, as she pulled away from the kiss, their eyes locked. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest as she saw how wide his pupils were already, and she found herself more aroused.
A shiver ran down Y/N’s spine as Danneel came up behind her, her chest pressed against Y/N’s back, her slender hand cupping Y/N’s face and turning it towards her. They closed the gap between them, kissing sensually as Y/N turned away from Jensen into her. Danneel had stripped herself of her clothes, left in her dark red bra and panties, before she joined them in the main room. Her lips were soft, causing Y/N to moan lightly as their hands clung to each other. They pulled away, gazing into each other’s eyes as Danneel smirked, reaching for the ties on the back of Y/N’s blouse. She pulled them open, allowing Y/N to lift the material over her head, throwing it behind her. The redhead flicked open the button of Y/N’s wide leg jeans, pushing them down and letting her kick them off, revealing her black bra and thong to them.
“So beautiful,” Danneel breathed, her eyes roaming down Y/N’s body before taking her hand as she walked back towards the bed.
Y/N’s lips pulled into a small smile as she glanced back at Jensen, seeing him taking off his clothes slowly, his eyes on them as they sat down on the bed. The women turned to each other and continued their embrace, their hands skimming over soft skin as they kissed, passionately. Danneel took charge, pushing Y/N back on the bed and moving on top of her, their bodies pressed together. Y/N moaned as she stared up at the ceiling, feeling the redhead’s lips against her neck, nipping at her flesh. Y/N arched her back and unclasped her bra, throwing it somewhere in the room. She whimpered as she felt Danneel’s lips move down her chest, closing over her left nipple, her tongue flicking over it in circles.
“Danneel, fuck…” She threw her head back, her fingers combing into the fiery red hair as the woman drifted down, pressing a trail kisses to her skin. Y/N turned her head to see Jensen join them on the bed, biting her lip as she saw all of him. They were a god and goddess personified, and Y/N couldn’t quite believe she got to be there with them.
“I-” she started but she cut herself off with a harsh gasp, feeling Danneel’s teeth softly bite the top of her thigh.
“Tell Dee what you want, darlin’,” Jensen husked as he cupped her face in his hand, stroking her cheek with his thumb.
“I-I want-” she stuttered, breathing deeply as she closed her eyes. Any coherent thoughts had fallen out of her head, already overwhelmed by what was going to happen.
“Tell me, baby…” Danneel whispered, a wicked glint in her eye.
“I want to feel… feel your mouth on me,” she confessed, lifting her head to look down at the woman between her legs.
“You want me here?” the redhead asked, smirking.
Y/N hummed as slender fingers rubbed over the fabric of her panties, feeling how wet she was already. Danneel sat up for a brief moment, leaning over and capturing Jensen’s lips in a searing kiss before they pulled away, sharing a knowing smile.
“You want my cock, sweetheart?” Jensen asked, smirking as he looked down at Y/N. “Want to feel that gorgeous mouth around my dick…”
She reached out for him as Danneel slowly pulled the thin lace of her panties down her smooth legs, flinging them behind her. She moved back between Y/N’s thighs, instantly drifting down and licking a long stripe against her folds. Y/N tossed her head back against the sheets, a wanton moan falling from her lips as she wrapped her hand around Jensen’s cock, pumping back and forth in a slow pace. Danneel moved her skilled muscle over the bundle of nerves in small circles, feeling the woman underneath her getting more aroused.
“Fuck… oh god, I-” Y/N gasped, as her eyes opened, her hand stroking faster.
He groaned, moving closer to her as he pulled her hand away, guiding her face closer to him. Y/N wrapped her lips around his hard shaft, sinking down and taking him deep into her mouth, feeling him press against the back of her throat. She moaned at the feel of him, bobbing her head back and forth, licking the tip as she came up before taking him in again. His hand gripped her hair tight, a low grunt escaping him as he lightly thrusted into her mouth.
“Fuck,” he growled, his jaw clenching as he looked down at her, “your mouth feels so fucking good, darlin’, taking me in so deep.”
Y/N glanced up at him as she continued to suck, her eyes fluttering as she felt Danneel alternate her ministrations between her clit and her folds, teasing her entrance. She released Jensen’s cock with a harsh breath, air burning her lungs as she grinded down against the redhead’s face. She whimpered, far too overwhelmed by everything she was feeling already thanks to them.
“So fucking beautiful,” he muttered, smiling as he watched his wife pleasure the woman between them. “She taste good, honey?”
Danneel pulled back briefly, winking. “So good…”
Jensen tugged at her hand causing her to sit up on her knees, leaning closer to him. They kissed roughly, a groan leaving him as he tasted Y/N’s arousal on his wife’s tongue. Danneel pulled back from the kiss and shifted back between Y/N’s legs, continuing to pleasure her with her mouth. She could feel how close she was, her palms covering her breasts as rolled her nipples between her fingers, wanting to get to the edge.
“She feel good, Y/N?” Jensen asked, their eyes locked as she stared up at him. “You want her to make you cum on her tongue, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” she moaned, loudly.
He smirked, biting his lip as he moved down, kissing her sensually. “She’s gonna make you cum hard, and then… then I’m gonna fuck you, hard and fast, make you feel it for days.”
“Oh fuck!” she yelled, her voice bouncing off the walls.
Danneel worked her tongue faster over Y/N’s swollen nub, moving it down between her folds and up again. With a few more flicks of her talented muscle, Y/N threw her back as her eyes shut tight, a shrieking moan ripped from her throat. She clenched her hands in Danneel’s red strands as the woman lapped at everything she had to give, smiling softly as she sat back on her heels.
“Fuck, that was something,” Jensen husked, as he shifted closer to Danneel, pressing his lips to hers in a rough kiss.
He pulled away, looking down at Y/N as she held herself up on her elbows, her eyes flicking between them. He moved off the bed, standing at the edge as his hands pressed into the flesh of her hips, turning her onto her stomach, causing her squeal in surprise. She giggled as Danneel shifted across the bed to face Y/N, their eyes locked as they leaned into each other, kissing passionately. Y/N whimpered as Danneel’s hands slid down her body, tweaking the stiff buds and making her head even more foggy than it already was. Y/N ripped her mouth away, looking back as she felt him smack his cock against her folds, catching the smirk on his face.
“You want it, darlin’?” he asked, his green eyes darkened as he gazed down at her.
“Yeah…” she breathed, nodding slowly as she shifted onto her hands and knees, pressing back against him.
He clicked his tongue at her, as he pressed his hand into the globe of her ass. “You’re gonna have to beg for it, Y/N. Beg me to fuck you, to make you cum.”
She whined slightly, her frustration and need to feel him inside her getting to her. She looked deep into the eyes of the woman in front of her, leaning into her touch as she stroked her cheek. Danneel smiled softly, her thumbs brushing against the soft skin of Y/N’s face, pressing light kisses to her lips. Y/N felt like she was in a dream, like any moment now she’d wake up and be alone in her hotel room, her hand between her legs as she indulged in one of her fantasies, but this was real. It was happening, even if she couldn’t quite believe it.
“Be a good girl and Jensen’s gonna give you exactly what you need, baby,” she whispered, kissing Y/N’s forehead.
“P-Please… please, fuck me,” she begged, briefly gazing up at Danneel before she turned her head to look back at Jensen. “Fuck me hard, wanna feel that cock deep inside me.”
Jensen made eye contact with her before he looked at Danneel, receiving a firm nod from her as she bit her lip, smirking. His gaze dropped down to Y/N, as he ran his cock through her folds, teasing her. She closed her eyes as he pressed against her entrance, and in one quick motion, he was buried deep inside her, his cock completely sheathed by her walls. She moaned wantonly, her eyes snapping open as she felt him thrust in and out, slowly building a rhythm. He set a fast pace as he gripped her hips, a groan escaping him as he relished the way she felt around him.
“Fuck, oh god,” she whimpered, her eyes fluttering from the pleasure she was feeling. She hummed as Danneel held her close, their eyes meeting as she tried to focus.
“He feels good, doesn’t he?” she asked, a mischievous chuckle falling from her lips, cupping Y/N’s face in her hands. “Feels good being fucked deep and hard by that big cock, huh?”
Y/N’s only reply was a loud moan, almost muffled by the growl that escaped Jensen as he felt her walls contract around him, her arousal growing more with Danneel’s words.
“Dee, keep talking,” he ordered, smirking. “Fuck, she’s so wet and tight… so fucking perfect.”
Danneel smiled, looking deep into Y/N’s eyes. “Really? That’s so fucking hot, love seeing you getting fucked by my husband, taking his cock so well, Y/N. Can’t wait to see you cum so hard for him…”
“Fuck!” Y/N yelled, squeezing her eyes shut.
Jensen continued to pound into Y/N, his hips smacking against the curve of her ass, his sight slightly blurred as he gave into the euphoric bliss that he was feeling. He caught a glimpse of Danneel shifting down, spreading her legs in front of Y/N and guiding her face between them. She moaned as she threw her head back, feeling Y/N’s tongue lick a long stripe from her entrance to her clit, flicking over the swollen nub in tight circles. Y/N paid the redheaded woman the same attention she had to her, feeling a sense of pride as Danneel’s fingers combed into her hair, keeping her head in place.
“Fuck, just like that, Y/N,” Danneel cried out, looking down at her through hooded eyes. “Love feeling your mouth on me.”
She continued her ministrations, leaning onto her forearm to use her fingers on Danneel, thrusting them into her tight heat, matching the pace to the way Jensen was moving within her. She pulled her mouth away for a brief moment, resting her forehead on the inside of Danneel’s thigh as he slammed into her, her walls clenching tight around him as the familiar heat grew in her core.
“Fuck her harder, darlin’,” he groaned, gripping her hips tight in his hands as he watched them. “Want you both cum together…”
She worked her fingers faster, the tip of the digits pressing against the sweet spot inside that had Danneel’s walls contracting around them. Her tongue circled the bundle of nerves at the same time, wanting the redhead to get to the edge at the same time as her. Moans and whimpers filled the room as they both felt themselves getting closer to their release, as Jensen pounded deep into Y/N. With another few thrusts of his hips, Y/N dropped her head down as she screamed his name, feeling the coil within her snap, her wetness covering his shaft. She moved her fingers quickly, as she gazed up at Danneel, smirking as the woman underneath her threw her head back, a string of expletives escaping her as she came hard on Y/N’s fingers. As they reached the peak of pleasure together, Y/N’s orgasm triggered Jensen’s, a few shallow thrusts from him as his neck strained back, a strangled moan ripping from his throat, his cock throbbing as spurts of his seed coated her walls.
Y/N breathed heavily as she rolled onto her back, sliding up next to Danneel as they both came down from the euphoric high. Y/N moaned softly as the beautiful woman turned into her, kissing her lips, sensually. She pulled her close, their mouths fused together in a passionate embrace, as Jensen moved behind Y/N, nipping at her neck. Danneel pulled away, combing her hand through Y/N’s hair as their eyes locked, both of them smiling at each other.
“That was definitely unexpected,” Y/N muttered with a small giggle.
“But it was fucking incredible,” Jensen stated, as he held himself up on his elbow, looking down at both of them.
Y/N nodded in agreement, pushing herself up to kiss him, once, twice before she laid back, sighing in content. Danneel glanced up at her husband, raising her eyebrows in a silent question that they both already knew. He winked at her, causing a wide grin to spread across her face as she met Y/N’s gaze again.
“So… can we expect you in New Orleans next week? Maybe have a repeat of tonight?” she asked, her hand stroking over Y/N’s arm gently.
She looked between both of them, biting her lip as she thought about the offer. When she arrived for the con, she never thought that this would be how the weekend came to a close, but she certainly wouldn’t change anything about it, especially what had just occurred. She didn’t think she’d ever do something like this, but now that she had, there was no way she could go back to living her life the way she used to.
With another kiss to the redhead’s lips, she looked up at Jensen and nodded, smiling softly as she pressed her forehead to his.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
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You’re Mine, Pt. 5 - Final Chapter
Jensen x Reader x Danneel
Series Warnings: Porn with Barely-There Plot, slight Dom!Jensen, 18+ ONLY (Please adhere to this kiddies), hallway smut, threesome smut, female oral giving and receiving, mild language, poly relationship
A/N: Here we are, finally at the final part of this forever ago fan fic. Thank you all who has stuck by, and read (and patiently waited) for each new part to publish. Its been a fun ride, and I hope y’all like the ending as much as I did.
The lines in Bold & Italics are quotes given to me by the series beta and one of my besties @lovealways-j, she is the QUOTE QUEEN!!
Conclusion: With Y/N gone, Danneel is on a mission to set things right and undo some of the damage she’s done to her unconventional family, no matter what it costs her.
WC: 12.3K
*Banner made by me. I do not own any of the images.
“I’m exhausted!” you whined the moment you opened the front door. “I swear, if you ask me to do one thing tonight, I may have to murder you Haley!”
Laughter rang out from the den, and you followed its sound to find your best friend lounging on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a movie on. “You’re always exhausted… I know better by now.” Haley moved the popcorn and sat up on the couch, patting the spot beside her. “Want some popcorn, friend?”
You shook your head and sat down with an audible grunt. “These people wear me out. I miss being a private masseuse for the rich and famous.”
“Oh yeah, cause that worked out soooo well for you last time!” she said, giving you her best sarcastic smile.
“If I had the energy, I would so punch you right now. Is there any real food in the fridge? Or are you just eating popcorn for dinner?”
“Nah, this is just a snack. Going out in a bit to meet up with Mr. Hottie. Wanna join us? Might be good for you to get out a little bit.”
“I appreciate the invitation but no, I don’t wanna be the third wheel while you two suck face over a bowl of queso.”
“Hey, that was ONE time!”
That made you laugh and despite the overwhelming exhaustion, improved your mood. “Seriously, I do appreciate it, but all I want right now is to heat up something to eat, take a hot shower, and go pass out.”
“Fair enough. There are some leftovers in the fridge I can heat up for you. I gotta go get dressed anyway.” Haley got up from the couch and handed the remote to you. “Just promise me you’ll eat it and go to bed… NOT pass out on the couch again.”
“Yes, mom.”
Haley nodded in satisfaction and went to leave, but quickly turned around when she remembered the strange phone calls. “Oh! Forgot to tell you, some weird phone calls came into the houseline today. I barely ever answer the damn thing, but thought it may be my mom. She sometimes forgets about cell phones. Anyway, they asked for you, and remembering what you told me about your time in Austin, I said, Who?, and they hung up. It rang again, and same thing. Just FYI, I know you’re trying to lay low, stay under the radar, but maybe don’t answer the landline if you wanna stay that way.”
You sat up straighter on the couch and could feel the worry drape over you. “Was it him?”
Haley shook her head. “Don’t think so, this guy sounded super old, and kinda authoritative, ya know? But still, don’t take any chances.”
“Ok, I appreciate that, thanks babes. Now go get ready for your big date with Mr. Hottie. And don’t forget to throw that leftover chicken in the microwave!”
“Yes ma’am…” Haley lingered for a moment, and knew it was a touchy subject, but had to say what was on her mind. “Y/N… I know how you feel about it all. I know what you’ve decided, but maybe you should reach out to him. He’s gotta be worried sick about you… and from what you told me, he loved you.”
You stared blankly at the movie on the screen, and couldn’t bring yourself to look her in the eye. She wasn’t wrong, but it had only been a few months since you left the Ackles’ house. Three months didn’t feel like a safe distance of time to even think about reaching out to Jensen. Besides, what would you tell him? You ran away because you were angry? Scared? That you left him and his three kids because you were jealous that Dee’s indiscretion ruined what you all had? It was the truth, but now somewhat removed, you felt a little foolish for reacting so harshly.
“I know, Haley, but I just can’t. Not yet.”
“Ok, and you have every right to feel that way. I’m just thinking out loud here… communication goes a long way. And for that beautiful man to declare his love for you must mean something.”
“Yeah…” was all you could say. When you didn’t look up at her, she took that as her cue.
“Alright babes, chicken in the nuker for 2 minutes… going up to change. Love you!”
“Love you too, friend.”
An hour later, you forced yourself off the couch and got in a shower, put on fresh pajamas and found something good to watch on television. The food Haley had heated up before she left hadn’t been enough and your stomach began to yell at you for something more. A strong craving for pizza hit you like a ton of bricks, and that’s all you could think of. There was only one good pizza place in all of her small Iowa town, so you got up and dug through the junk drawer to find the menu.
Once in hand, you called and ordered a large plain pizza, an order of garlic knots and a slice of New York Style cheesecake. After hanging up with them, you went to the fridge and took out a bottle of sparkling water and made your way back to the den.
Living with Haley the last few months had been just what you needed. She was your oldest friend in the world, and one that even Jensen knew very little about. When you left Austin, you knew that Haley would take you in and help you figure out what to do. And that’s exactly what she did. She had two spare bedrooms, and happily gave you one, telling you that you could stay as long as you had liked. The first few days or so you were nothing but a sobbing mess. She sat with you, listened as you spilled the details from beginning to end about Jensen, Dee, the kids… all of it. She was the friend you could tell everything to; including the mind blowing sexual experiences you had with Jensen, and Jensen and Dee, and the unborn child growing in your belly.
On the fourth day, she came into your bedroom, and pulled you out of bed, demanding you pick yourself up, go to the doctor to make sure you were really pregnant and how far along. An appointment with Planned Parenthood told you that you were definitely pregnant and at about eight weeks. You asked about an abortion, and while they did talk you through the process, you left telling them you needed to think about it. They encouraged you to decide quickly, because you were on the cusp of not being able to have one performed at all. Finally a few days later, you made your decision of what to do.
Over the next couple weeks, you found yourself a job at a Hands and Stone Massage shop, which paid more than you would have thought. You were able to buy yourself a car, and even put a little money into savings. Living with Haley was great, but eventually you wanted to have a place of your own. Every day you thought about Jensen, and half those days you had picked up the phone to call him, though always ended up just putting down your cell and not dialing it. Life eventually began to even out, and you felt the down, depressed days starting to fade. Your love for Jensen never waivered, but you had made a choice to leave, and felt like you needed to stick by it.
Before you knew it, thirty minutes had flown by and there was a knock at the door. Remembering your pizza order, you jumped up, grabbed your purse and went running to the door.
“Hey!” you said, greeting the delivery guy with a big smile. “Here ya go.” You handed him the money for the order and greedily took the boxes from him. He stood there for a minute after looking at the cash you gave him, shrugged, then walked away.
The second the door closed you realized you forgot to include his tip. Placing the boxes down on the entry table, you picked up your purse again and quickly rifled through the bottom, looking for that five dollar bill you knew was down there. When you pulled it up from the depths of the purse, along with it came a piece of paper stuck to it. Not taking the time to look at the paper, you pulled it off and kept it in your other hand while opening the door and calling out for him to come back.
“Hey! I forgot your tip!”
“No problem,” the young guy said as he turned and came back to the porch.
You handed him the money and smiled apologetically. “Sorry, it's been a long day. Hope you have a good rest of your night.”
He nodded in thanks and went back to his car as you closed the door. Finally noticing you still had the stray piece of paper in hand, you stopped in your tracks when you realized what it was. It was the note Jensen had written you the morning he left with the kids. Your throat got very dry, and all of a sudden your excitement for the pizza had gone. Just as you were about to unfold it and finally read what he had written, there was another knock at the door.
Still in shock of having the long forgotten note in your purse, you absentmindedly opened the front door, then looked up and half expecting to see the pizza guy standing there. Unfortunately, your late night caller wasn’t the pizza guy.
“Hey, stranger,” Danneel said, smiling when she saw you realize it was her standing there. “It’s been a while.”
“I–how… How did you find me?” You could only imagine how ridiculous you looked at that moment; wet hair tied up off your neck, some old, worn out pajamas and big ole fuzzy slippers on your feet, and most likely a very stupid look on your face.
“May I come in?” Danneel asked, but didn’t wait for approval. She stepped into the house, her hands shoved in the pockets of her fashionable coat. She always looked pristine no matter what the occasion.
“Um, sure.” You moved aside when she came in, afraid of what was to come next.
“Smells good, what did you order?” She nodded towards the delivery you just received.
“Pizza.”
“Yummy. Grab it, and some plates. I’ll have some with you if you don’t mind. I’m starving.”
“Uhhh, wait. What the hell are you doing here Danneel?”
She ignored your question, took off her coat and moved further into the house. “This is a beautiful home. Yours?” She spun around to look at you, and you shook your head. “Oh, right, it’s your friend Haley’s right?”
“How did you know that?”
“Baby, come on. Like I haven’t known where you were from the minute you moved in.” Her arrogance was starting to annoy you; long gone were the days you found it sexy and alluring.
“You followed me? But you’ve been in Greece…”
“Yes, I was. Now I’m home.” She went to the table, grabbed the food and moved towards the kitchen. “Come on, let’s eat and have a chat, okay?”
You knew Danneel well enough that when she had a point to make, she wasn’t going to budge until she made it. Resigning yourself to hearing her out, you followed her into the kitchen. Without a word, you grabbed a couple paper plates and two bottles of water from the refrigerator. You took the pizza box and bag of food from her and nodded for her to follow you into the den.
You took your usual spot on the couch, and she opted for the recliner that sat adjacent. You put a piece of pizza on a plate and handed it to her along with a bottle of water.
“So, since when did you get into the stalking business? I thought actresses made more than enough money.”
“Oh, Y/N, how I’ve missed your sarcastic wit. No, I haven’t been stalking you. But, I did hire a P.I. to find you as soon as I heard you walked out on Jensen and the children.”
Ouch… and the children, that stung worse than you thought it would. But she wasn’t wrong, that’s exactly what you had done.
“Are they okay? The kids… are they doing okay?”
“Yes… and no. JJ loves school, but she misses you being there to do her hair in the mornings. She’s always complaining Rita can’t get her braids just right. Zep asks for you just about every day. And Arrow, well, you know her, she’s just a cute little hurricane running around causing a mess wherever she lands.”
You nodded, tried to force a smile, but it wasn’t possible. Your heart hurt hearing about the kids, and knowing that Jensen would come up next, made it that much more painful. “And, Jensen?”
“Well now, that man of ours is a whole different story.” Dee stopped and took a delicate bite of her pizza. “He’s doing his thing, traveling back and forth from Vancouver, getting home any chance he can to see the kids. I swear every time he walks into the house, he still expects you to be there. I’ve never seen him so let down.”
“I don’t know what to say…”
“You could start on why you left. Your note wasn’t exactly forthcoming.”
“I don’t know where to begin.”
“Ok, well, what do you know then? What can you tell me? Can you at least tell me if you’re still pregnant? Or did you terminate the pregnancy?”
Shocked that she knew about your pregnancy, your head snapped up and stared at her with wide eyes. “How…”
“You really must have gone off grid when you left. Apparently paparattzi caught you leaving Planned Parenthood a few months ago. Also, and I never told Jensen this, but Rita confided in me that she found a bunch of pregnancy tests in your bathroom.”
Feeling incredibly stupid for leaving those behind, you closed your eyes and leaned back against the couch.
“Nevermind, you don’t need to answer. I can clearly see that yes, you are pregnant.” She used her chin to nod towards your belly. “I’m glad you chose to keep it.”
Your arms wrapped around your stomach, which was now showing just enough that you couldn’t deny her observation. A little flutter of movement radiated from your belly, and it made you sit up in surprise. You had only recently started feeling the baby move, and it was a feeling that you didn’t think you would ever really get used to.
“Feels strange, doesn’t it? Like your body isn’t your own anymore.” Dee was being uncharacteristically sweet, and understanding; which made you incredibly leary of why she was really there.
“Are you going to tell Jensen?”
“Baby, he already knows. He saw the TMZ story, I didn’t have to tell him, though I may have guided him to the story itself. But he doesn't know if you kept it or not. I know he told you about my dalliance with Maurice, but you had already left when I told him I had had an abortion.”
“Oh,” you replied, feeling sad for her and Jensen both.
“It was a giant mess, and trust me, Jensen and I are still not okay. We are working on being good parents and just getting through day by day.”
“Does he know where I am?” you asked in a tone just above a whisper.
“No. I wanted to make sure I found you first.” Dee leaned forward and put her plate on top of the pizza box. “Look, I did not track you down to threaten or blackmail you. Despite what you must think of me, I care for you. What’s more, my children care for you, and so does my husband. In fact, he cares for you so much that just knowing where you were would give him a lot of comfort. He won’t admit it, but you leaving, nearly broke him.”
You snorted a laugh. “I doubt that.”
“Did you ever read his note? The one he left for you the day he went to his parent’s house? He told me what he wrote there, and honestly, I can’t imagine you could read that and still leave him.”
“I, uh, I haven’t read it. Funny enough, I had thrown it in my purse that day and forgot about it. I just found it tonight when I was looking for money to tip the delivery guy.”
“That makes sense then. I highly suggest you read it. Not with me here, of course, that would be weird,” she let out a nervous laugh, and for the first time you could see that her confident and poised demeanor was starting to crack. “But please read it. He deserves to know you’re carrying his child, Y/N. If you don’t do anything else, please at least let him know you are both okay.”
You desperately searched for words to respond to her, but nothing came out. Only a sharp sting of tears hit your eyes and quickly barreled down your cheeks. You missed him terribly, and wanted to reach out so badly. The fear of his reaction is what mostly kept you away, but now sitting across from Danneel, and having that part of your life brought back up, you felt every part of yourself ache for Jensen. It was like a part of you had been missing for months, and now was an opportunity to possibly get it back.
“Whatever your real reasons were for leaving, I am asking you to reconsider them.”
“How? How could I go back there to that house and face him? Face the kids? It would all break down and be the same thing. The awkwardness was too much, Dee. Seeing you and Jensen drift so far apart, knowing it was because of me!” The tears were falling faster now, and you could feel all the months of anguish rising to the surface and spilling over the edge. “It killed me to leave. Not to mention how he left me after finding out what YOU did! Why would I want to go back to that?!”
“Yes, that’s it baby, let it out.”
“Don’t call me baby! You never really loved me. I don’t know what the fuck you felt or thought I was! A nanny for your kids that you could play with or was I just a plaything for Jensen when you didn’t want to be bothered?! Why the FUCK did you invite me into your lives anyway?!”
All the emotion you had pushed down bubbled up, propelling you to stand up from the couch, and start pacing the room. Wringing your hands through your hair, letting the tears fall freely and letting the words out that you’d kept inside for so long… Dee just sat there and watched you.
“You are one hell of a woman, Y/N. I knew that from the moment I met you. I also knew that Jensen would find you just as remarkable. To be perfectly honest, when I met you, Jensen and I weren’t in a good place in our marriage. So yes, I thought you would be something we could have fun with, and maybe it would bring us closer together, but I was very wrong.”
“Yeah, instead I tore your family apart!”
“No… I did that. You kept my husband and my children happy as I drifted away from them.” Danneel also stood up from the chair and came to stand right in front of you. She reached out and took your hands into hers. “Take a deep breath, then look me in the eyes…”
You did as she asked, and used each shoulder to wipe the stray tears lingering on your cheeks.
“Ok, good. Now I want you to listen to me very closely… I love Jensen with all of my heart. He is not just one of the best guys on Earth, he IS the best guy. He is loving, protective, fiercely loyal, an amazing father, ridiculously sexy, talented, funny… you know all of this. As a husband, he tried his best, and it wasn’t his fault that he wasn’t everything that I wanted. I didn’t even realize that until recently. I should have handled things with him better, but I saw him growing in love with you, and I thought that would be enough to make it okay that I wanted to leave.”
The truth that Danneel was admitting to you was as much of a shock, as her showing up at your door was. You had come to know her quite well, and the Danneel of six months ago would have never been so open, honest and vulnerable with you.
“Y/N, I wasn’t a great wife to Jensen, and I am working on being the best mother I can be to my children. I want to be better for everyone I love. I am here because he loves you. He loves you more than I thought he had the capacity to love a woman. I’ve been there to witness some of your intimate moments with him, and I’ve never seen him look at anyone, kiss anyone… not even me, the way he looks at and kisses you. When I saw it, and saw the expression on his face after, I realized that I wanted that for myself. A man to look at me, the way Jensen looked at you. He did the best he could to hide it for a long time, play the games you two would play. He tried so damn hard to keep you at arm’s length…”
Dee’s amber eyes began to fill with tears as well, and at that moment, your heart broke for her.
“Dee, I don’t know what to say. It's all so complicated. I fell for you because you were fun and flirty, sexy as hell. Then you brought Jensen into it. I never, ever meant to fall for him. I never intended on moving in on your life and causing trouble.”
“I know that. I have no hard feelings towards you where that’s concerned. My issue with you right now is that you left my husband and children heartbroken.”
“It killed me to leave, but I was angry and hurt…”
“And hormonal. Babies will do that to you,” she said and let go of one of your hands to place hers on your belly. The baby must have felt it too, because you felt it move, as did she. That shared moment made you both smile and suddenly the tension was gone. “You do see the irony in all this, right? Just a few months ago it was you, pleading with me to tell him about a pregnancy. Now here I am doing the same thing to you.”
“I wanted to tell you both about the baby. When I first found out, I was so happy. Then, everything went to shit and I didn’t know what to do. Yes, I am sure hormones played a part, but I know I didn’t react in an appropriate way. I just… I didn’t know what to do.”
“I can understand that, but now you’ve had some time to figure it out, work through it all. It's time Jensen knows he’s going to be a father again. I don't know what that means for the two of you, that you’ll have to work out for yourselves.”
“There’s nothing to work out, Dee. I don’t want to be his mistress or girlfriend. I want him. That’s not possible because he is YOUR husband.”
Danneel stood quietly, contemplating her response. “I understand.”
Without another word, she walked through the den and back out to the foyer. She picked up her coat and put it on. She reached into the inside pocket and pulled out a manilla envelope that was well padded with whatever its contents were. As she handed it to you, she grabbed your hand and held it tightly.
“Y/N, if you don’t tell him, I will. It's that simple. I’ve done a lot wrong in my marriage. But I won’t let this go. I will do right by Jensen now. He deserves to know.”
“What is this?” you asked, ignoring her ultimatum and examining the envelope.
“Open it when I leave and make sure to read that note you found. Then, maybe you’ll know what the right thing to do is.” She let go of her hand and opened the front door to leave. Of course, she couldn’t just go, she had to turn around one more time and leave you with her words of wisdom. “Keep this in mind, too… if two souls are meant to be together, no matter how long it takes, how far they go, how tough it seems, fate will bring them together to share their love forever.”
Having said her peace, Danneel walked out the front door and towards a car already running and waiting for her. You stood there frozen, not sure what to do, say, feel or think. Danneel had showed up and tore through your world, again, just like a tornado. Instead of leaving destruction in her path, she left you unsure and downright speechless.
All thoughts of your pizza had left your head; given what had just happened, the thought left your stomach, too. Without realizing it, you picked up Jensen’s note and ended up back in the den. The muted TV’s light suddenly felt annoying, so you grabbed the remote and shut it off, then picked up the envelope she had given you. One quick look inside and you understood what she meant by knowing what the right thing to do was. Contained inside were Jensen and Danneel’s signed divorce papers. What was even more telling was seeing it was Jensen who had signed the petition for divorce. You placed it down beside you and unfolded the note Jensen had left you all those months ago.
Hey Baby,
I’m so sorry about last night. Learning what Dee had done just hit me and I didn’t know how to react. I was beyond angry and wanted to lash out. After I smashed the glass I realized that I could have hurt you, and that broke me a little bit more. Regardless of what happens with Dee, you and I are what I want. I can’t say things will be easy or go back to what they were, but no matter what, we will be okay. I wasn’t lying when I said I loved you. I do. Hell, I want to wake you up to pack a bag and drag you with me to my parent’s house, but they just aren’t ready for all that yet. They are pretty old school when it comes to relationships, and right now I just can’t deal with their judgment or advice. I’ll be back in a week and we can figure everything out. I peeked in on you and could see you were sleeping, I hated to wake you. But I made sure you were covered up and left a kiss on your forehead. Hopefully that will hold you over until I get back. I’ll call you tonight when we get there, please make sure to eat and sleep and not work yourself to the bone.
Love always,
J.
Another wave of sobs crashed upon your cheeks after reading his words, and you screamed into the depths of the empty house knowing that if you had just read it that day, things would not be as awful as they seem now.
After the guttural scream and hardy cry had subsided, you just wanted to sleep. Forgetting about the pizza you had wanted so badly, you left the den with Jensen’s note and envelope of divorce papers, then walked up the steps to your bedroom. Without even turning on the light, you fell into your bed and slept until the next morning.
“Well, well, don’t you look like death mourned over. What happened last night? It's like you had a pizza party and no one came,” Haley said when you walked into the kitchen the following morning. Once she saw how puffy your eyes were and how worn out you looked overall, she grew concerned. “Ok, all joking aside, are you okay? What did I miss?”
“Danneel showed up here last night,” you replied flatly, and tossed the now crumpled note and envelope on the table. You nodded for her to open them and see for herself.
Haley opened the envelope first, then as she read the note, her eyes grew wider with each passing line. When she finished, she sat back in her chair and blew a long breath of air from her lips.
“Holy shit.”
“Uh huh.” You sat across the table from her, and poured a glass of OJ that she had left out on the table. “So, that’s why I look like roadkill, FYI. He’s divorcing her. And that note? That’s the note he left me the day he went to his parent’s house. I never read it. Hell, I shoved it to the bottom of my bag then forgot about it. Found it about two seconds before she knocked on the door.”
“How did she even find you?”
“Private investigator. Oh, and clearly she knows I’m pregnant. So, there’s that.”
“Shit man, is she going to tell him?”
“She said if I didn’t she would, yeah.”
Haley started, and stopped her next few words several times before finally knowing what to say. “I know it's not what you wanted, but he does deserve to know, babes.”
“I know, you’re right. I feel like such a fool. What should I do? Fly up to Vancouver and surprise him on set? Show up in Austin, hoping he’s there and get the kids all worked up?”
“You could call him. Just unblock his number…”
“I can’t do this over the phone. I am going to have to face him, and I just don't know if I am ready for that, Haley. What if I see him, and just break down? What if he hates me? What if–”
“Oh for fucks sake, WHAT IF he runs to you in sheer JOY because you got the fuck over yourself and went back to him!?”
You couldn’t help but laugh. “See I can always count on your support.”
“Girl, you know you can. But in this case, I gotta say, you fucked up. You need to own it and go back to that gorgeous hunk of man to make things right.”
“Ugghhhh, I hate it when you make sense.”
“You must hate me all the time then,” Haley joked and winked at you. “Seriously though, you have to…”
“I know, and I will. Just give me a couple days to get myself together. Process all of this and figure out what I want to say.” You looked over at the clock on the stove and realized you were very late for work. “Fuck, I gotta go to work… we can talk more about this later. Also, I need details about last night!”
Haley nodded, “Yes, yes… all that and more later. Go to work. What time are you off tonight?”
“Early, fiveish I think. Why?”
“Ok, well, when you get home I think we should go out. Let’s go get dinner. You can drive, and I will drink for you and me, because I think this warrants at least several shots of Jameson.”
“Ok, weirdo,” you laughed and before you went upstairs to get ready for work, you went and hugged your friend. “Hey Haley, thank you.”
“For what?”
“For just being you and doing what is best for me even when I don’t want to hear it.”
Haley hugged you back, then watched you go back upstairs to get dressed. She looked down at the table and absently used her finger nails to pick at the manilla envelope. She hated seeing her best friend in such turmoil and knew that she was going to do just what you had said she did… She was going to make a move that she thought was best for you.
That day at work flew by in record fashion and despite all the drama and tears from the night before, you found yourself with an unusual amount of energy. It made you excited for a night out with your best friend. Once you got home, you took a quick shower, picked out your best outfit that fit over your still slight, but growing belly, and even put on some makeup. It was the first time since leaving Austin that you took the time to go all out on the beauty products, and when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you felt more like you than you had in forever.
Even Haley complimented you on the effort and said she was proud of you for handling it the way you were, instead of just going to your room and wallowing. The two of you left for the local Italian restaurant, excited to get some good food, and have some good conversation. It was going to be hard to go to Jensen and admit how wrong you were for leaving, but it was necessary. He did deserve to know about the baby, and regardless of what came after, it was the least of what you needed to do.
The two of you had spoken at length about Jensen and possibilities of how to tell him. Haley’s suggestion was simple, Just Do It!
“Stop overthinking it, babes. You’re so scared of facing him, but the truth is, that’s what you have to do. AND, you need to do it before Danneel does. Because if it comes from her… the possibilities of what happens next really slims down.”
You knew she was right, but you had to get over your fear of seeing him again. When you brought that up, she asked you a question that you had neglected to ask yourself.
“What are you afraid of, exactly?”
Unable to give her an answer just then, all you could do was shrug. The conversation shifted to her spilling the details about her date the night before, which was a little bit of a comfort.
After a big, filling meal, and a cannoli for dessert, you officially declared yourself too fat to drive. Haley laughed and rolled her eyes, and commented on how she was glad she opted for one glass of wine instead of the copious amount of shots she really wanted. On the drive home, she breached the subject of Jensen again.
“So, when do you think you’ll do it? Should be soon… Did Danneel give you a deadline or anything?”
“No, she just said tell him or I will. So yeah, I should soon. I just want to do it right.”
“Understandable,” she said, and glanced at you from the corner of her eye. “Just don't take too much time, okay?”
“I won’t,” you said and paused, reflecting back on her question that you couldn’t answer at dinner. “I think I’m mostly scared of seeing him and melting right back into his arms. I’ve never been very strong willed around him. Then, if I do, what if he is so angry now that he rejects me, and I have to go through this grieving process all over again… raise a baby alone that he and I could have raised together. Or worse, he tries to take the baby from me…”
“Do you really think he would or could do that to you?”
“I don’t know. Never thought Dee would have slept with another man… but she did.”
Haley didn’t know what to say to that, so she kept her gaze straight ahead and continued the twenty minute drive home.
By the time you arrived at the house, you were ready to unwind and relax in bed. The last twenty-four hours had been such a whirlwind of emotions, you weren’t sure if you could honestly take another second of it. Haley directed the car into the driveway and put it in park, but didn’t turn off the engine.
“Oh shit,” she said, and started frantically looking through her bag. “I think I left my phone there on the table!”
“No, I saw you with it, you sure it isn’t in there? Want me to call it?”
“No!” She replied so quickly and adamantly, you gave her a curious look.
“Ooookay… so, back to the restaurant?”
“Yeah, but you don’t have to go. Why don’t you go inside, get your preggers self all comfy, and I’ll be right back.”
“No, I don’t want you to drive back and forth by yourself. I’m fine–”
“Woman, don’t disobey me. Just go inside and find a good movie or something we can watch when I get back.”
Hesitant to do as she asked, you looked at her again and narrowed your eyes. “You’re being weird, why?”
“I’m not being weird at all.”
“Liar. What’s really going on?”
“Just go inside, please?” The way she said it made you think something was surely up, but you couldn’t deny her. Maybe she had put together an impromptu baby shower for you, and you didn’t want to ruin her hard work.
“Ok, just be careful driving, if that’s what you're really doing.”
“I will! I won’t be long!”
You got out of the car and she immediately pulled out of the driveway and supposedly back towards the restaurant. Digging your keys from your bag, you approached the front door, and found it was already open. Trying to remember who had shut it; and if it was you, did you lock it? You were only a little over three months pregnant, but the scatterbrain part of it all was hitting you hard already.
When you opened the door, you immediately knew that someone had been in the house. There was a fragrance in the air that hadn’t been there before. As you peered around the corner towards the kitchen, you could hear the faintest bit of music playing from somewhere upstairs.
“Hello?” you called out–half hoping, half in fear–someone would reply hello back. “Someone here?”
Slipping out of your coat, you hung it on the rack and made your way towards the kitchen. There on the table was a note, a bottle of sparkling cider, and a single red rose. You knew right then, Jensen had to be there somewhere. The idea of which caused your whole body to start shaking with intense nerves and anticipation that you could be face to face with him at any second.
Picking up the note, your shaking hands slowly unfolded it. As you read the words scrawled in his familiar hand, your heart started pounding.
“When you found me, I was starved for adventure. One of your hands on my skin, took me to places I didn’t know existed. I want to tell you exactly how you make me feel, what the thought of you does to me… but first… pick up the treat I left you, and follow the candles.”
Looking around, you saw a few votive candles burning on the kitchen counter nearest to the stairs. You picked up what he had left you and headed in that direction. Sitting on the first landing, was another votive, with a note leaning against it and a glass for the sparkling cider.
You swallowed thickly as you picked up the second note and began to read.
“You have a way of igniting passion in me that feels inhuman. My need to feel you… on me, next to me, against me… drives me to the brink of insanity. Knowing that you are here, now, leaves me restless and waiting for you with bated breath. Take the glass to the top of the stairs, now. Then stop to pour yourself a drink.”
It was all so surreal. Surely this was a dream. Jensen wasn’t really upstairs waiting for you, was he? But on the same hand, all of this could only be his doing. You did as he commanded, and when you reached the top of the stairs, there was the final note, along with a small, wrapped gift propped up against one last candle. On the front of the note you read his instructions.
“Pour a drink first, then open me.”
Pouring the champagne, you licked your lips in anticipation; both for the drink and for whatever waited for you behind the closed bedroom door. Slowly opening the note, and giving the box a quick glance of curiosity, you brought your attention back to the paper in hand.
“Even though things somehow went bad, I still want you to be mine, and hope you want me to be yours. I fought it for a long time, but I finally gave myself over to you completely. It’s not just how your body feels against mine, or how your voice could bring me to my knees, it’s what you make me feel inside. The way your eyes spark when you stare at me, I can feel them marking my soul, making me yours in a way that goes beyond sins of the flesh. Come find me in the place where our passion is unmatched, where we came together as one. Bring the present and the cider. I’ll be waiting.”
Your heart was pounding like a jackrabbit now, but you did as he asked; grabbed the present and the bottle, and made your way into your room. As you opened the door to your bedroom, the first thing you sensed was soft music playing from the speaker in the corner. Once your eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, you saw how the candlelight flickered and casted shadows along the wall as if they were moving to the melody.
The song in the background faded, and ‘Unsteady’ by X Ambassadors began to play; a song that had come to mean quite a bit to you and Jensen. That was when he stepped out of the shadows and into your view. He looked just as good as he ever had. Dressed in a simple blue button down shirt, and jeans, his hair was a little longer than you remembered, and he had more than a few days worth of stubble on his cheeks. The site of his face made your eyes wet, but you forced them back. Carefully placing the bottle of cider on the night stand along with the notes and the box, you looked around the room, then back to him in wonderment.
“Welcome home,” he said, his voice raspy with emotion. “I’ve missed you.”
“Jensen…” his name left your lips in a whisper. That was all he needed to cross the room and sweep you up in his arms.
He lifted you up, your feet leaving the floor, and embraced you so tightly it was hard to breathe. But the feeling of his arms wrapped around you was so euphoric, you didn’t care how tight it was. He lowered you to the ground and moved back, although only a little, to take a long look at your face. He guided a stray lock of hair away from your eyes and peered deep into them. He swallowed loud and nervous. For what felt like the world’s longest minute, you didn’t know if he would say anything.
“You just left,” he said, his voice barely reaching a whisper. His face contorted into a hurt so deeply, he was almost unrecognizable. “You left, and that note…” he paused with an incredulous grunt, “that killed me. Because I knew it wasn’t true.”
“Jensen… I’m so sorry. I didn’t… I made the wrong choice.”
“Why? Why did you feel like you had to leave?” His voice retained the slow burn fire of a man who had been left in the dark for too long. “You leaving… Jesus Y/N…”
“I just… I felt like I had too.” It was a shitty answer, but it was the truth. It didn’t seem to help him understand any better.
“Because of the baby?”
You knew that he had known because of the article, but couldn’t help to wonder if Dee already told him about their meeting the night before. Unable to force words to leave your lips, you simply nodded.
“Y/N, are you still pregnant? Or did you…” he sighed deeply, clearly struggling with the words he had to say, but they got stuck in his throat.
Not wanting him to have to say it, you simply shook your head. You took his hand and gently placed it on your stomach. “I didn’t end it. I couldn’t.”
A mixed eddy of emotions tore across his face, so quickly that you weren’t sure which one he would settle on. Before giving him a chance to say anything, you turned around and went into the nightstand drawer. From there you pulled out your latest sonogram and cautiously handed it to him.
“I should have told you as soon as I found out, I was actually trying to think of a fun, grand way to tell you. Then, everything fell apart so quickly. Dee’s pregnancy, her infidelity, you and the kids taking off… I felt responsible for the problems you and Dee were having. Felt like I was ruining your family. I didn’t want this baby to do any more damage.”
Jensen couldn’t take his eyes off the picture of his child, though it still wasn’t much more than a white blob, he was already enamored.
“You still should have told me, Y/N. Despite all of that, I deserved to know.”
The hurt that painted his expression caused a sharp pain to coarse through your heart. He was one of the few people in the whole world that you never wanted to hurt. Yet, here you were watching the pain of your choices play out across his features.
“I know Jay, there’s no good excuse. I overreacted… I never read that note you left, until just last night. I assumed it was a Dear Jane letter. That maybe you didn’t know how to tell me to go, so you took the kids and left. I mean, what was I really? Someone you had great sex with… whether it was me and you, or the three of us. Besides, I wasn’t your wife. I knew you loved me, but IN love with me? That’s what you and Dee–”
“Stop! Just… stop.” Jensen took a step back and emitted a low rumble of frustration from his chest. “That’s a crock of shit, Y/N. Yeah, I love Dee. She’s the mother of my children and we have a long history, but IN love with her? I haven’t been in love with her for years. If I had been, I never would have made a move on you or pursued you the way I did. Don’t you see that?”
He searched your expression for some sort of confirmation, but you were overwhelmed and still in shock that he was here, in your room, in Haley’s house… in IOWA.
“Dammit, you don’t see it do you? Fuck, Y/N…” he ran his hands up and down his weary face, then took those few steps closer, and brushed his fingers against your cheek. “I was lonely, and unfulfilled. Then I come home one day and there you are, on the couch with Dee. I told myself that you were something fun, and maybe help rekindle my lust for life, and for my marriage. And, you did… just not how I expected.”
“Jay, you and Dee, you have years of history; you have kids. Maybe making me part of the family wasn’t–”
“Seriously? Y/N, no, that’s not fair to say. You woke me up! You are precisely and perfectly what I was waiting for.”
“Even with all the drama… the paparazzi, the scandals, the infidelity.. We were a freak show!”
“So? Like I give a shit what the world thinks. I don't care about any of the things stacked against us. I don’t care about disagreements or circumstances. Because at the end of the day, I am yours, and you are mine.”
“I should have read your note that day. I regret not reading it, Jensen. If I had, none of this would be happening. I shoved it in my bag and left. I just found it last night, then Dee showed up, and–”
“Wait, wait… Dee was here? Last night? When?”
“Last night. She showed up around nine, right after the pizza guy. She had a P.I. find me, and she showed up. She gave me hell for leaving and not telling you about the baby. Then she showed me your divorce papers and said if I didn’t tell you about the baby, she would. Isn’t that how you found me, too? I assumed she told you.”
Jensen’s face broke out into a wide grin, and you didn’t know how badly you needed to see his smile again. “That woman, I swear. Drives me fucking crazy, but I suppose its part of her charm. No, Danneel didn’t say a word to me about you.”
“Then, how… how did you end up here?”
“My lawyer got a call from your friend Haley. Asked him to reach out to me, and have me call her. She told me you were here and that you wanted to see me, talk to me, but was scared to. I hopped on a flight, and here I am. She said she would get you out of the house so I could surprise you.”
“Oh, Imma kill her when she gets home,” you growled, and turned to pick up the glass of sparkling cider champagne. After downing the glass you sighed and chuckled softly. “Damn I wish that was alcoholic….”
“She’s just looking out for you, the way Danneel was looking out for me.”
“Jensen… What happens now? Do we just go back to all of us being together? I mean, are you sure a divorce from her is what you want? I don’t want her like that anymore. What the three of us had was fun, but ultimately, I don’t want you AND her. I want you. I had felt like that since she first left for Greece, maybe even before. It made me feel guilty; like a goddamn homewrecker.”
“No, there is no ‘three of us’ anymore. Danneel and I are getting divorced. I think that would have happened with or without you in our lives. She agrees, actually. It was just time to end it.”
“How is she okay with that?”
“Because she sees the truth.”
“Which is what, exactly?”
Jensen’s expression relaxed into something more thoughtful and soft. The way his green eyes bore into you, you felt every single thing he was about to say was exactly how he felt. “The heart knows when the search is over. You’re the one I want to wake up to at two a.m., rollover and know I’m right where I'm supposed to be.”
“What about the kids? What about–”
“Stop, please. Stop worrying so much about everyone else, and what is best for them. The kids know what’s happening. Dee is going to stay in the big house with them. She wants to be there to be their mom, that’s her priority. As for me, well…” he shrugged and began to slowly caress your shoulders with both his hands. “Right now, there is nowhere else in the world I want to be. Question really is, what do you want?”
The baby began to move, as if they were putting in their opinion to the matter. Taking Jensen’s hand from your shoulder, you placed it on the spot where the flutters were. It was ever so slight, but he could feel the movement too.
“I want you, Jensen. You’re all I ever wanted. I just never thought in a million years, you’d want me just as much; forget falling in love with me.”
“Baby,” he started, but needed a moment to reign in some of the emotion he was feeling, “I will never stop falling in love with you… either of you.”
With that, you didn’t want to wait another moment to feel his lips pressed against yours again. Kissing him for the first time in months, truly felt like coming home. Everything that had been missing within you was replaced by that one kiss. His lips parted, and your tongues slipped together, swirling and circling with slow, but reckless abandon. Every part of your body instantly became alive under his touch, as if no time had gone by at all.
A slow, soft moan escaped you as his arms once again engulfed you, pushing you back towards the bed. The fire had been lit between you once again; as if it had ever really gone out in the first place. The desperation you both felt to have each other was maddening, and in a matter of seconds, clothes were flying in all directions, his mouth exploring your neck and chest as if he’d never been there before.
You arched your back and grabbed the sides of his head as his mouth moved further down on your body, fingers tangled into his longer hair; the stubble of his weeks growth tickling your slightly swollen belly. That’s where he paused, and kissed it ever so gently.
“You’re having my baby,” he purred and kissed your belly again. “Our baby…” the corner of his mouth twitched into an impish grin, and you could see passion had replaced all the uncertainty of the expression he wore when you first walked into the room.
“Our baby,” you echoed, caressing his cheek then running your fingers through his hair.
He moved up on the bed, repositioning himself so he was laying on the pillow next to you. “Do you remember when we used to play with the ice, and I would tease you, make you beg for me to be inside you?”
Just the flash of memories ignited that familiar heat between your legs that only he could seem to summon. “Of course…”
“Good, don’t ever forget it. Just because you and I are together and having a baby, doesn’t mean that I still don’t want you that way.” His hand gently glided through your hair, then traced the lines of your neck. Slowly they made their way to your chin, which he lifted up as he hovered above you. “Don’t ever forget who you belong to. You are mine. And I am yours. And once that kid is born, I’m going to make you beg for it again.”
The forceful, yet deep look of love that lived in his eyes was enough for you to melt under his touch.
“Don’t ever let me stop begging for you. I never want to be without you again.”
“Good girl,” he purred and leaned down to kiss your lips again.
This time as he kissed his way down your body, he didn’t stop until he reached your sex. Feeling him between your thighs was like the first time all over again. Suddenly nervous, yet excited for his touch, you let him take you in his mouth. Tongue and lips making a mess of you, and when he slipped his fingers inside you, you could feel his lips smile against your clit when you moaned at the feeling. He didn’t stop once you came, he kept going, making you squirm until you begged him for mercy.
Jensen sat up from between your legs, wiped his lips of your juices and gently laid up on top of you. As he reached down for a kiss, you could feel him slip up inside you. You both moaned in pleasure, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. His eyes found yours, and as he began to move, thrusting slowly in out of you, he never let go of your gaze. Your nails dug into his flesh, his forehead hung down and pressed into yours, while your bodies rocked together in perfect unison. Just as he came inside you, he kissed you deeply and told you once again, how much he loved you; how you were forever his.
After, he lay beside you under the covers softly tracing the lines of your body, and kissing your shoulder.
“Did you peek inside the gift box over there?”
“No, I was a little distracted,” you laughed.
You were about to roll over and get it, but he beat you to it. You sat up on the bed, and pulled the covers up to cover your chest. Jensen couldn’t take his eyes off you, almost afraid if he did, you would just disappear. He finally handed you the box, and drew in a deep, nervous breath.
“Open it.”
Carefully removing the ribbon, you opened the box and saw a set of keys inside. Attached to the keys was a keychain that had a beautiful diamond ring beside it. You gasped, and touched at the keys and ring, unsure if this really wasn’t a dream of some kind.
“Jensen…”
“Marry me, officially be mine forever. I bought a house… right down the street from the kids in Austin. It’s ours… a place to start our own family, and still be close to our other family.”
Still speechless, you looked at the keychain and saw it had yours and Jensen’s initials on one side, and on the other it said, ‘Forever Mine’.
“Well? Will you?” he asked, and you couldn’t help but find his nerves rather adorable.
“Yes, Jensen. I would be a fool to say no, of course I will marry you!” The way things had gone that evening was nothing close to what you expected. You were beyond touched to know that he had this all waiting for you; waiting for you to realize your foolish decision and come back to him where you belonged.
Jensen exhaled, bringing a larger than life smile to his face. He quickly made work of taking the ring off the keys, and slipping it onto your finger.
“You know,” he started, then paused to admire the ring on your finger, “I wasn’t kidding about how lost and dead I felt inside before I met you. I never thought that anyone could make me feel what you made me feel. I tried so hard to hide my feelings, but with each passing night I didn’t show up at your apartment, I realized, even back then, beside you is where I belonged. Didn’t matter if I was home, in Vancouver, or any other city in the world. My mind, body and soul, were always with you. And it wasn’t just the sex, although, you have to admit we are damn good at it…”
You couldn’t help but laugh, and nodded in agreement. “No lies there.”
“It was just… you. Everything about you… your calm demeanor, how you always wanted to see the good in people. How you handled and took care of the kids. How you handled me. No one has ever been able to understand me like you do, or bring me to my knees the way you could.”
You knew what he meant by that, and a streak of guilt crossed over your heart.
“I promise I will never leave you like that again.”
“Good. Because if you did, I don't think I would make it next time. Especially now knowing this lil peanut is on her way.”
“Her, huh?”
“Oh, yeah. It's definitely a girl. I can just tell, I got a sense about it,” he teased and motioned his hand over your belly like a fortune teller over a glass ball.
“Well, we can find out in another month or so, I hope.”
“I say let’s leave it a surprise. There is nothing traditional about us or how we started. Why start now?”
You adjusted yourself so you were laying back down on the bed, and Jensen did the same. He put an arm around you and pulled you closer so you could lay your head on his chest. The two of you laid there like that for hours, excitedly talking in whispers about your future and caressing each other until sleep finally took over.
Nine months had passed since Jensen slipped the engagement ring on your finger, and never once did it leave its place there. Not even when you finally had gone into labor did you want to take it off. Jensen had been in New York at a convention when you called to tell him it was happening earlier than expected. Sixteen hours of intense pain and uncertainty while giving birth, and that ring helped you get through it since he couldn’t get to Austin in time. Delayed flights, lost luggage and weather related circumstances kept pushing his arrival back, and you begged the doctor to somehow postpone your labor.
“Sorry, sweetheart, can’t do it. This baby is coming now and not much we can do to stop it.”
Thankfully, Haley had been staying with you, and she stood by your side, with Jensen on the phone as you pushed and screamed, willing your bundle of joy into the world.
“Is she healthy? Is she okay? Is Y/N okay?” he asked in one breathless sentence. Haley was so overwhelmed by seeing you holding your baby, she could barely speak.
“Everyone is doing just fine, Jensen. I’ll send you a picture, but get here as soon as you can…”
He did just that, within two hours of the birth of your son, Jensen was racing through the hospital corridors searching for you. When he came into the room, out of breath and overly disheveled, you couldn’t stop the happy tears from falling at will.
“Hey,” he said in greeting, keeping his voice hushed and soft. “My God… she’s beautiful.”
“He…” you smiled and gently lifted the baby up into his arms. “We have a son, Jensen.”
“Really?” The word barely squeaked out of his lips, coated with so much sentiment it made you even more teary. “Our son…”
Jensen kissed his newborn son’s forehead so gingerly and studied his features like there would be a test on it later. He lowered himself to sit on the bed beside you, cradling the baby in one arm, and wrapping the other around your shoulders. He leaned over and kissed the side of your head, but didn’t let go of either of you.
“I was so sure it was a girl,” he chuckled. “But to have another son, thank you for this…”
“What should we call him?”
Jensen slowly let out a breath of air and smiled. “Been thinking about that a lot while trying to get home, but I had all girl names picked out. What do you think?”
“I think we should go with Zep’s choice. He said if he ended up having a baby brother, he wanted to name him Zooma.”
Jensen started laughing, “As in, Paw Patrol Zooma?”
You nodded and smiled. “Mhm, I told him that probably wouldn’t be a good name, so he asked if we could pick a ‘Z’ name so he wasn’t the only one of the kids with a name that started with ‘Z’.”
“Of course he did,” Jensen mused, then lovingly stared down at his son’s precious face. You sat there, watching the two of them, father and son, having their first moments together and felt beyond blessed and grateful that the long journey had come down to this moment.
“Zachary Allan Ackles…” Jensen whispered, then looked to you for your approval.
“I love it.”
The day Zachary was born lingered heavily in your mind, as the next most important day of your life was about to start. He was already a few months old, and starting to look more and more like Jensen every day. Zach inherited his father’s green eyes and perfect smile, and every time you looked at your son, you fell more in love with him, and his father. No more doubts had a chance to creep in since Jensen found you at Haley’s all those months before, because he never let an opportunity pass by to let you know how loved you were; how much he meant to keep you his, forever.
“Hey, Y/N, you ready?”
Haley’s voice cut through the memory and brought you back to the present day. You turned and smiled at her, nodding that you were.
“Just one minute, okay?”
She closed the door to your bridal suite, and you took one last look at yourself in the mirror. Smoothing out the simple, satin Ivory gown, you inhaled deeply and felt a slight bout of nerves start to rise.
“It’s my wedding day,” you mused quietly to the empty room. “I’m marrying the man of my dreams, in the house of my dreams, with our beautiful son by our sides. I don’t know what I did to deserve all of this, but I will never take any of it for granted.”
In the mirror’s reflection, you saw the door start to open again. Assuming Haley was coming in to get you moving, you turned and readied yourself with a sarcastic quip, but it fell from your lips when you saw Danneel enter the room.
“Sorry, to intrude, but the girls couldn’t wait to see you in your dress.”
From behind Dee, JJ and Arrow came bouncing into the room. They were absolutely beautiful in their matching flower girl dresses, big smiles plastered on their faces.
“Come on, Mom!” Arrow said, grabbing your handing and pulling you with all her might towards the door. “It's time to go marry daddy!”
When she called you ‘Mommy’, your eyes snapped up to see Danneel’s expression, unsure how that would make her feel. But, if she did feel any sort of way, she didn’t show it. She seemed genuinely happy for you and Jensen; had even helped plan some of the wedding.
“Ok, ok, babygirl, I’m going,” you said, and smiled brightly.
Just before you all funneled out of the room, Dee gently touched your arm to stop you, and gave you a hug.
“I want you to know I am so happy for you both, I really, really am. I think we finally found the right way to all be one big happy family.”
You didn’t want to get overly emotional before you even walked down the aisle, but what she said at that moment made it difficult. “I think so too,” was all you managed to get out without crying.
Danneel however, couldn’t stop her own eyes from watering with them, and again, she didn’t seem bothered by it at all.
“There is no one else in this world I would trust with my kids, and certainly no one else I would ever feel comfortable with, calling Mommy. But you are, you know.”
“Thank you, that means more than you know.”
Dee squeezed your hand, and the two of you shared a moment that will never be forgotten.
“Ok, ok… now, let’s get you hitched!”
Austin in the spring was beautiful and warm, with bright blue skies and all the dogwood trees in bloom. You waited in the wings of the garden as JJ and Arrow did their thing, leaving pink and yellow petals dotting the satin aisle runner that would lead you to the altar where Jensen was. Zeppelin was at your side, looking cute as ever in his little suit Jensen had chosen for him to wear. Since you had no family, and no close male friends, Zeppelin had offered to hold your hand as you walked down the aisle, so you wouldn’t have to do it alone. The boy’s gesture filled you with a level of love and you were glad to take him up on it.
Now, as the music began to play, you and Jensen’s oldest son made the long walk through the garden and down towards the gazebo where you would finally become his wife. Taking your place next to Jensen, Dee quickly went up to take Zep’s hand and lead him to his seat right in the front row. Haley sat next to him, holding Zachary and trying her best not to start weeping before it even started.
Turning your attention to Jensen, you got to take in a good look at how handsome, and sexy, he was in his suit. It was a soft, ivory linen jacket and pants, white shirt unbuttoned to the nape of his neck, and sans tie. His hair was still a bit longer, and at your request, he allowed the growth of stubble to stay on his cheeks. But in the end, he could have been wearing a burlap sack for all you cared.
“You’re breathtaking,” he whispered, not wanting to interrupt the officiant’s beginning hyperbole of the ceremony. Jensen took your hand in his, and squeezed. “You ready?”
“Been ready,” you smiled and squeezed back.
“Friends, family, you’ve gathered today to witness the love between these two individuals grow into a promise of forever. They, along with their children, want to vow in front of your witness, of their intentions to love, cherish, honor and respect each other from now until the end of their days. Having gotten to know Y/N and Jensen well over these last few months, I have seen their deep affection for each other grow more and more each day. While I am not necessarily a religious man, I do believe that this union was written in Heaven only to be fulfilled here on Earth. The bride and groom have decided to speak vows they have written themselves, so at this time I ask them to pledge their dedication to one another. Jensen…”
“Y/N, you once said to me that we were very unconventional; freak show were the actual words you used.” A murmur of good cheer ripped through your guests, and caused you to smile and shrug slightly as Jensen continued. “You weren’t wrong, but the thing is, it doesn’t matter if we were the biggest freak show on the planet, because I’ve finally found my person. You have a way of knowing exactly what I need at any given moment. Your love and generosity has offered me a safe harbor when I’m feeling uncertain or scared. Your dedication to my other children has proved to me that you are not just my rock, but one of theirs, too. I can’t imagine my life without you and Zachary, and I cannot wait to see what the future holds for us.”
Jensen paused, turned to Jared who stood up from his seat in the front and handed him the wedding rings. Jensen handed his to the officiant, then gently took your left hand and slid yours down your finger, resting perfectly against your engagement ring.
“Y/N, with this ring, I promise you endless amounts of love and laughter. You have my heart, my soul, my love and my loyalty until the day comes where I am no longer taking in breath. In the years we have together, I vow to support you, understand you, and never lose sight of our passion for each other. I am yours, forever.”
There wasn’t a dry eye among the guests, including yourself. Doing your best to get yourself together, you took the ring from the officiant, and held it tightly in one hand as you started your vows.
“Jensen, you came into my life so unexpectedly, that there are still some days I have to pinch myself to see if I am dreaming. With open arms and an open heart, you took the time to break down my walls, and love me for the hot mess I can be.” Another wave of chuckles carried on the breeze from those in attendance. “Yes, we are a freak show of sorts, but I wouldn’t have it any other way, because in the end we are being true to ourselves, and our feelings for each other and the family we’ve built. YOU are MY rock… you are my best friend and my biggest cheerleader. When hard times hit, or life gets messy, you know exactly how to help me see through to the bigger picture. I too, cannot wait to see the magic the future holds for us.”
Taking Jensen’s ring from the officiant, you took his hand and let the large ring glide down his finger.
“Jensen, with this ring, I promise you endless days of love and laughter. You have my heart, my soul, my love and loyalty until our days on Earth come to an end. In our future together, I vow to always support you, understand you, love and respect you. And I promise to never lose sight of our passion, or how deeply our love is rooted in soil. You are mine and I am yours, forever.”
“By the power given to me, by the great state of Texas, ladies and gentlemen, please rise and celebrate, Mr. and Mrs. Jensen Ackles!”
Before your names could even leave the officiant’s mouth, Jensen grabbed you and pulled you in for a deep, loving, but appropriate for the moment, kiss. You could hear Jared whistling and cheering, all three of the kids yelling out words of congratulations, the other guests following suit. It was a small wedding, but the jubilation they showered you with was loud and genuine. Even Danneel stood up and was clapping and cheering with the rest.
As you and Jensen turned to face all your friends and family, that moment was imprinted in your memory. Seeing all of the happy smiling faces, celebrating a love that you had thought would always be wrong and forbidden. Not anymore. Because now…
You were his.
He was yours.
And everyone in the whole world knew it.
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Mending A Broken Heart (Jared x Reader)
Warnings: SMUT, breeding kink, unprotected sex, (wrap it before you tap it, kids,) oral sex, female receiving, slight praise kink, angst, mentions of miscarriage, mentions of non-con, mentions of cheating, reader has PCOS, fluff, strong language.
Pairings: Jared x Reader
Characters: Jared, Jensen, Danneel, JJ Ackles, Misha (mentioned only)
Word count: 3.7k
Summary: You get a call from you older sister, Danneel, saying that she is in labor. When you arrive, your first niece is being born. You call your soon to be husband to inform him of JJ's birth, only to have a woman answer his phone.
You were on a mission.
You walked with purpose through the hallways of the hospital, not even stopping when a nurse asked if you needed help. You were Y/N Graul. You didn't need help to find your sisters freaking room.
"Ackles." You said, approaching two men. "Padalecki. How's my sister?" Just as the words left your mouth, you heard an ear piercing scream. "That answers that question." You pushed past them and into Danneel's delivery room.
"Ma'am, you can't be in here!" The doctor ordered.
"She's my sister." Danneel waved her off. "She can be here." The mother to be let out another groan of pain. You grabbed her hand, letting Danneel use it to relieve some of her pain. You winced slightly. Your sister had a strong grip.
You didn't understand how women could all over the world could go through this pain. Especially those without epidurals.
"I want Jensen!" She cried.
You nodded, quickly making your way out into the hall. "Ackles! Get your ass in here!" Jensen gave Jared a scared look before following you inside.
"I'm here, sweetheart." He assured her as he took your place. You hid your smile at brother-in-law's kindness. You and Jensen never got along, mostly because you were so alike. You were both hard headed, but you had a big heart. You'd never say, but you secretly liked him.
"C'mon, Dannie," You encouraged, coming on the other side of her. "You've got this. Push!"
Danneel yelled once more, gripping both of your hands and she tried to push. "No! No, no, no. I can't do this!" She whined.
"You can and you will!" You demanded. "You are Danneel Ackles, you are a badass, powerful woman and you will be a great mother! All you have to do is push!"
"Easier said that done!" Danneel barked, her auburn hair sticking to her forehead with sweat.
"We're almost there, Mrs. Ackles! One more push!" And with one last scream, and one last push, Danneel fell back on the bed, panting heavily. There was a small cry that pierced through the room, which caused the three adults to look over at the doctor.
"Congratulations," She smiled softly. "You just gave birth to a healthy baby girl."
Danneel and Jensen shared wide smiles as their newborn baby girl was set into their arms. "She's beautiful." Jensen whispered. "She has your eyes."
"She has your nose." Danneel looked over at you, her eyes filled with joy. "Y/N, can you give us a minute?"
"Of course, Dannie." You kissed her forehead. "I'm so happy for you."
You exited the room, only to find Jared pacing back and forth. "How are they? Danneel stopped screaming. Is she okay?" He asked, worry written across his face.
"They're okay. Better than okay, actually. Danneel just became a mother to a beautiful baby girl." You beamed proudly.
Jared let out a relieved laugh as he surged forward to hug you. You stood stiffly in his hold, unsure of what to do. You weren't used to physical affection, as your boyfriend rarely held you anymore. The last time you had been this close to Jared was at Jensen and Danneel's wedding when you both walked down the aisle together.
You slowly wrapped your arms around him, patting his back awkwardly. "Sorry," He apologized sheepishly. "I'm a hugger."
"So I've noticed." You said, stepping away. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some exciting news to share with my family."
You found an empty hallway and began to call every family member you could think of. Gino was first, obviously. You knew how excited he was when he found out Danneel was pregnant. Your parents were next, and then your cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.
You cringed as you looked at the last name on your contacts. Will.
You hadn't been on very good terms as of late. The two of you had been fighting constantly, especially after you found out Danneel was pregnant. You were beyond happy for her and Jensen; they were finally starting the family they had always dreamed about.
Fuck it. You might as well get it over with. It rang three times before it was finally answered. "Hello?" An unfamiliar female voice said.
"Uh, who is this?" You questioned, starting to get defensive. It was four o'clock in the morning in Vermont.
"Lacy," She answered simply.
"And what are you doing with my fiance's phone, Lacy?"
"Who is it, babe?" You heard Will in the background.
"It's your fiance, William. The one that I didn't know you had!" Lacy screamed. "You asshole! I can't believe you cheated! And I can't believe you dragged me into it! We're done!" You felt your throat close up, your eyes began to well up with tears.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. You kept repeating to yourself. This was the happiest day of Jensen and Danneel's life, you couldn't bring them down.
"Y/N, baby, this really isn't what it sounds like." Will claimed after Lacy threw his phone at him.
"No, Will, I think it's exactly what it sounds like." You whispered harshly. "You cheated. After three years, you cheated on me."
"Well you didn't give me much of a choice, did you?" He growled.
"Excuse me?"
"You haven't let me touch you in almost eight months. What else was I supposed to do? I have needs, Y/N."
"You know why we haven't done anything!" You hissed, tears running down your face. "You know exactly why!"
"Can't you just get over it! God, Y/N, we could always try again!" He yelled.
"Get over it? Get over it?! I lost my baby and you just want me to get over it! I can't just forget about it, Will. I should be having my baby - our baby - in five weeks. July ninth."
"You know what I mean, Y/N. Of course I don't want you to forget about the baby, but we could always try again! It wasn't the end of the world!"
"Yes, it was, Will! You know how hard it is for me to get pregnant ever since I was diagnosed with PCOS-"
"It always comes back to that! 'Sorry, I can't have sex with you today because I feel bloated,' or 'Sorry I'm acting so down, my depression is bad today.' You use PCOS as an excuse to everything!"
You stayed silent for a moment, trying to calm yourself. "It was never going to work, was it?" You said quietly. "We both want kids, but I can't give you that. I can't give you a lot of things, apparently. When I come back, I want you out of my house. I'm going to be staying with Danneel and Jensen for a while. They're going to need some help with the new baby. It's a girl, just in case you were wondering." You hung up the phone, taking in a shaky breath.
"Son of a bitch!" You wailed as you threw your phone against the wall. You slowly slid to the floor, putting your head in your hands. You tried to quiet your sobs by biting your lip, which only caused your mouth to be filled with a metallic liquid.
Get it together, Y/N. You wiped the tears off your face, trying to calm yourself down. You couldn't believe this was happening. Your sister, your best friend, just gave birth to a healthy daughter. You should be celebrating, not crying over your crappy fiance. Ex fiance.
You picked yourself off the floor, grabbing your phone as you did so. Of course it was shattered. You quickly went to the bathroom, your puffy face startling you. You splashed cold water on your face, which got rid of it for the most part.
You made your way back to Danneel's room, where the atmosphere was happy and joyful. Something that made your mood lighten just a fraction. "Hey Mama! How are you?"
"Doped up on pain meds," She grinned. "Having a baby really hurts. I knew it would hurt, I mean, I've seen the videos, but damn, that was awful." You laughed as you brushed her hair back.
"What's her name?"
"Justice Jay Ackles." Jensen answered, bringing your niece forward. "JJ for short. Do you want to hold her?"
You nodded eagerly as JJ was set into your arms. She began to fuss a little, reaching out for her father. "Shh, shh." You cooed. "It's okay, sweet JJ. I'm your Auntie Y/N/N. You'll get to meet the others soon enough. They're going to love you, just like your mommy and daddy love you. You are going to have a whole village looking after you, did you know that? Yeah, you have me, your uncle Gino, that's mommy's brother. Then you have your uncle Josh and Aunt Mack, that's your daddy's siblings. Then of course you have Uncle Jared and Misha. Those are daddy's best friends."
Jared and Jensen smiled at you. You were already so in love with JJ. "Danneel's knocked out." Jensen whispered. "The nurse wants to take JJ up to the nursery while she sleeps." You nodded as you handed over the baby. "Alright, I'm gonna go get us some food. You guys want anything?"
"No, I'm good." You shook your head.
"Same." Jared agreed.
And with that, Jensen left you and Jared alone with a sleeping Danneel. You grabbed your phone out of your back pocket and tried to turn it on. Just your luck, the screen stayed black. That's what you get for throwing your phone at the wall.
"What in the hell happened to your phone, Y/N?" Jared questioned.
"It fell out of my pocket." You lied. "I guess I'll have to buy and new one."
"Damn, that sucks." He frowned. You gave a small shrug, not saying much of anything. "Are you okay, Y/N? You don't seem like yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, normally you like to take jabs at me and Jensen. Hell, the only one you really like is Misha. Plus, ever since you came back in the room, you've been frowning and your eyes are still puffy from where I know you've been crying." You felt your heart sink to your stomach. "I know you don't like me very much, or Jensen, for that matter, but we do care. What's wrong?"
You stayed silent for a moment, trying to sort out your words. "I can't say it here. Follow me."
You grabbed Jared by the hand and led him to where the nursery is. You needed something happy to cheer you up.
"Let me start this by saying that I don't hate you or Jensen." You didn't take your eyes off the adorable babies, but your hand was still brushing up against his. "I have known you both for a while now, and I care about you guys. Making jabs and snarky comments is how I show that I care." You could see Jared smiling out of the corner of your eye.
"I called Will this morning to tell him that Danneel had the baby." You saw Jared's smile fade slightly. "A woman answered his phone, and usually I wouldn't think anything of it. I would make an excuse that it's his secretary or assistant, but it was four a.m in Vermont when I called. Her name was Lacy." Your voice cracked. "And it's my fault!"
"Y/N, it's not your fault-"
"But it is, Jare," You whispered. "It is. I pushed him away for months. Do you know how long it's been? Eight months. It's been eight months, Jared. And Will 'has needs.'"
"That's the dumbest excuse ever." He mumbled.
"This next part. . . I haven't told anyone but Will. Not Danneel, not Gino, not my parents, anyone. So you have to promise not to tell anyone. I'll tell my family once I'm ready, but for now, they don't need to know."
Jared's frown deepened. "I won't say anything, Y/N, I promise. Are you okay?"
"No," You shook your head. "I haven't been okay for a while now." You took a deep breath before continuing. "Last year I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome – PCOS for short."
"Yeah, I've heard of it." Jared said softly, his eyes filled with pity.
"Will and I had been trying so hard for a baby. And when we found out I had PCOS, we stopped. And I was heartbroken. I've wanted to start a family for so long, and to get that news hurt me. And it hurt Will." You felt your hands start to shake.
"One night after I had one too many drinks, I passed out on the couch, and I woke up the next morning in my bed with all my clothes off and Will lying in my bed beside me. I don't know what happened that night, but I know I didn't want it. And four weeks later I found out I was pregnant." Jared's jaw clenched and his eyes held something malicious.
"I didn't care how it happened. I know I should have, but I was just so excited to have a baby. To be a mother. And then when I went to my OBGYN, she told me I had. . . I had a miscarriage."
"Oh, Y/N," Jared said sadly, resting his hand on your shoulder.
"I lost my baby. And I don't know what to do with myself, Jare." You cried. "W-what am I supposed to do?"
You were shaking uncontrollably now, unable to calm down. "That m-might have been my only chance!" Jared swallowed hard as he brought you in for a hug. "I want my baby!" You wailed.
"I know," He whispered as he gripped you tight. "I know, honey. I am so sorry. This is so unfair to you. You deserve so much better than this."
"What if it was my last chance?" You sniffed.
"It wasn't," He assured you as he rocked you back and forth. "There are fertilization treatments, surrogacy, adoption. . . You'll be a mother one day, Y/N, and you'll be the best mother a child could ever ask for."
"Really?" You asked in a small voice, looking up at the tall man. He smiled as he brushed back a piece of your hair and wiped away your tears.
"Really."
You felt your heart beating out of your chest and your breaths quickening. "Jared,"
"Yeah?"
"Kiss me."
He didn't have to be told twice as he leaned down to kiss your lips. He cupped your face with both of his hands, bringing you closer to him. "Mm," He moaned, pulling away. "Not in front of the babies. They're too young to be scarred this way." You laughed as he dragged you away to a bathroom, making sure no one was in there before locking the door.
Jared grabbed you by the waist and gently pushed you against the wall. He wasted no time as he pressed his lips against yours once more. His tongue slid across your lower lip, asking for permission to enter, which you happily granted.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to pull him closer. Jared put his hand on the back of your thigh, encouraging you to jump. You got the memo as you lifted yourself up, wrapping your legs around his waist. He moved and set you down on the counter.
"Do you want to keep going?" Jared asked, breathless.
"Yes," You nodded, your face flushed. "Please, Jare." He groaned at the nickname.
"I love it when you call me that." He said as he ran kisses down your jaw and to your neck.
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"And I. . . Love it when. . . You kiss my neck like that." You panted as you began to unbutton Jared's shirt. You ran your hands across his abs and looped your fingers around his belt buckle.
"You are far too overdressed." Jared complained as he tugged at the hem of your shirt.
"Why don't you fix that for me?" You smirked. There was a mischievous sparkle in his eyes as he pulled your shirt off your body.
You covered your stomach as you suddenly felt shy when Jared's eyes raked over your body. He frowned as he pulled your arms away. "Why are you hiding from me?"
"I- I dunno. It's just. . . All the girls you've been with in the past like Gen and Sandra are so beautiful and I look nothing like them -"
"Let me stop you right there," Jared said sternly. "You are gorgeous and incredibly sexy. Don't you dare compare yourself to them, because they could never be as beautiful as you. Don't let any asshole tell you otherwise. Do you understand?" You nodded slowly, fighting off the smile that crept onto your face. "Good, now let's pick up where we left off, shall we?"
Jared pulled down your jeans and tossed them aside, along with your panties. He looked at you like he hadn't eaten in days and you were a four course meal.
He began to trail kisses up your thighs, getting so close to where you wanted him to be only for him to pull away. "Quite being such a tease!" You growled.
Jared have you a smirk. "Yes ma'am." And with that he pulled you forward slightly so you were sitting on the edge of the counter. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before a wave of euphoria hit as you felt Jared's tongue on your clit.
"Oh-" You moaned, only for Jared to cover your mouth with his hand.
"Shh, you wouldn't want anyone to hear, would you?" He questioned. You shook your head, desperate for him to return to where he was. "Be a good girl for me and stay quiet." His kissed you on the mouth before going back to eating you out. You bit your lip in attempts to silence your moans.
"Fuck," You whispered as you leaned your head back. Jared began to tease your hole with his tongue, making you gasp and grab onto his long locks.
You felt warmth spread through your stomach and a familiar coil began to tighten. "Oh, god, Jare, please keep going!" You encouraged him. "I'm so close."
At those words, Jared pulled away abruptly, making you want to cry out. "Sorry babygirl, you can only come when I say you can."
You frowned at his words. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy it." He winked. Jared began to unbuckle his belt; you could see his growing erection through his jeans. "I don't have a condom." He said defeated. "Are you clean?"
You nodded. "What about you?"
"Yeah, I'm all good." He assured you.
"Then we should be fine, it's not like I can get pregnant anyways."
"You never know." Jared said as he nipped at your neck. As he left love bites on your neck, you began to pull down his jeans, revealing his hardon. You pushed yourself off the counter and got on your knees, only for Jared to pull you back up.
"Not this time, kitten. This is about you, not me."
"But I want to make you feel good." You protested.
"Next time, baby." You smiled at the thought of a next time. He quickly turned you around so you were bent over the counter. "You're so wet." He growled as he grinded against you. "All this for me?"
"Yes, Jare. Only for you." You panted, desperate for his cock.
"Good," He murmured against your neck. "I've been waiting a while for this to happen, there is no way I'm letting it go to waste. Do you still want this?" He questioned, wanting to make sure you were still comfortable with it.
"If you stopped now I might have to kill you." Jared slowly pushed into you, as he didn't want to hurt you. You gasped in surprise; you had never been with someone as big as him. He gave you time to adjust to his size. "Move." You pleaded.
Jared chuckled as he slowly began to thrust into you. He grunted at the feeling of your warmth. "Fuck, Y/N." He moaned. "You're so fucking tight."
He began to pick up speed, which earned a moan from you. Jared put his hand over your mouth to silence your sounds, but you could still hear you skin slapping together.
"Oh, fuck." He growled. "I'm gonna cum. Gonna fill you with my seed, make you all round. God, you'd look so fucking sexy carrying my baby." Your eyes rolled into the back of your head at his words, causing your walls to clench around his dick. "Would you like that, huh? Being so full of my cum that it runs down you legs."
"Oh, fuck yes." You nodded. "Please, Jared, fill me with your cum. Make me carry your child." You begged.
Jared gripped your hips tightly, (definitely leaving bruises) as he rammed into you. You struggled to keep quiet, as all you wanted to do was scream from pleasure. "You're going to look so good filled with my cum." He purred.
"Let me cum with you." You whined, the coil in your stomach was ready to snap.
"I'm so close." He grunted, sweat dotting his brow. "Cum with me, babygirl. Cum." He demanded.
You shuttered as your coil finally snapped and you rode out your orgasm on Jared's dick. He followed soon after you, blowing his load into your womb.
"Holy shit," You muttered. "That was so fucking hot."
"You're telling me." Jared said as he slowly pulled out, making you feel empty. You began to clean yourself up and put your clothes back on.
You both looked a mess; swollen lips, messy hair and to top it all of, hickeys scattered your neck. You reached up on your tip toes to flatten Jared's hair. "At least our hair covers the bruises." You grinned.
"So, what happens next?" Jared questioned.
"I guess that's up to you." You shrugged. "We can either go on a date and see how this plays out, or we can forget this ever happened."
"I don't want to forget." He shook his head. "I don't think I could forget."
"Good," You smiled. "I was hoping you would say that." Jared grinned as he leaned down to kiss you once more.
"I have a really good feeling about this."
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Ever Been In The Backseat?
Summary - Your fantasy involving a certain green-eyed actor, yourself and a certain classic, black car comes true.
Pairing - Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader
Warning - Smut 18+, Unprotected sex (y'all are better than that), Oral sex (fem receiving), bearded!jensen, fluff, a little mention of Dom!Jensen (this fic really got out of my hand), just pure filth, PWP.
Word Count - 1890
Square Filled - Shirtless!Jensen ( @spndeanbingo )
Written for @anaelsbrunette's Yas 20th Birthday Bash. HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE YAS! Hope you like this <3<3 Prompt is in bold.
I blame this fic idea entirely on @jawritter but I don't think she is sorry, neither am I.
Beta'd by the lovely @deanwanddamons. Before writing this, I went through her fic "The One With Baby" to get an idea of the smut so she deserves a double shoutout!
I love the Ackles fam but for the sake of this fic, Jensen is not married to Danneel. This is only a work of fiction.
All the adult stuff is mentioned under the cut. So if you're under 18, DO NOT read any further!
Divider by @firefly-graphics
Looking up from your book, you realized the house was incredibly quiet. This was very unusual considering your husband was home. Normally you could hear his deep voice from his office on the other side of the hall or hear him strumming his guitar, humming along to an unknown song, but today the house was quiet and Jensen was nowhere to be found.
As if on cue, your four legged, fur baby walked into the room. Putting aside the book in your hand, you extended your arms to beckon the dog.
“Where's Dad?” You asked him as the German Shepherd walked up to you, wagging his tail. The dog tilted his head, looking up at you. “Even you don't know, huh?” You got up from your seat, kneeling down in front of the dog and gently patted his head. “Come on. Let's go find him.”
Noticing the door to the garage was open, you went in. Since the arrival of Dean’s beloved Impala, Jensen had been spending an ungodly amount of time in there, repairing and oiling the parts of the classic car and right now, the said actor was standing there in front of Baby with hands on his hips, admiring his handiwork.
Smacking your lips, you let your eyes roam over his body, taking in how his jeans clung low on his hips, the black shirt fitting his toned body perfectly, his piece of flannel lay abandoned on the garage floor. Your lips parted, a small sigh leaving them as Jensen's hand went up to his face, scratching his scruffy beard. You shivered ever so lightly at the memory of last night - the sweet burn of that beard you had felt as his sinful mouth was devouring you. The thought itself made a light blush creep up your neck, but you gathered yourself and asked, “How long have you been down here, Mr. Ackles?”
“Hey.” Jensen looked up at your words, smiling when he saw you. “Kinda lost track of time. Miss me already?”
“Mhm.” You slowly approached the man. Pecking his lips, you asked, “Is she all set for a ride?”
“Oh you bet she is.” Jensen smirked, quickly catching on to your innuendo. You let your eyes travel south of his body as he bent over to pick up a rag cloth and his black shirt rode up a little, giving you a glimpse of his stomach. Your mind instantly ran wild with thoughts involving a certain green eyed man and you in the backseat of a certain black car.
“Eyes up here, missus.” Jensen's voice pulled you out of your explicit thoughts and your eyes snapped up to meet with his green ones. Cleaning his hands, he threw the rag on the floor. “So what brought you down here, sweetheart?” He husked.
Your breath hitched in your throat when you heard his pet name for you. Very often, you had noticed that the thin line between the actor and character had started getting blurred even when Jensen was home - this was one of those times.
“You look very….Dean, you know.” You said, ignoring his question, “Except this.” You touched his bearded face to emphasise your words. Jensen made quick work of shutting the hood before looking at you again.
“You didn't seem to mind it last night when you were begging me for more.” His lips tugged up in a smirk. “I bet you are thinking about it right now, aren't ya?”
‘Fuck, how did he know?’ You wondered, but all your rational thoughts flew out of the window when he took your hand in his, entangling his fingers with yours. Jensen's other hand moved to your waist, holding you tightly, pulling you dangerously close to his body. You placed your free hand on your husband's shoulder to steady yourself when he leaned in, claiming your lips with his pink, plump ones, his beard tickling your face a little. Jensen's fingers untangled themselves from yours and his other hand left your waist and both moved up to cup your face.
Moaning, you hooked your hands behind his neck as his teeth grazed your lip. Your knees buckled under his hypnotic touch as he slipped his tongue into your mouth . Your whole body tingled , your eyes slipped closed, and your toes curling as his tongue explored every inch of your mouth. You felt your lungs screaming for air until Jensen finally let go of your lips. You opened your eyes and saw him staring at you, his eyes blown with lust. He slammed you against the door of the car.
You gasped when his hands sneaked under your shirt. With one swift movement of his hand, Jensen lifted your shirt over your head, throwing it on the ground, leaving you in just your bra. His hands pinned yours down to the side as he moved closer to you, his growing excitement pressed against your thigh. He hungrily attacked your lips once more. You had barely caught your breath when his mouth started to move downwards.
“Jay-” you whined when he nipped on the pulse point in your neck, Jensen let go of your hands, cupping your face as he whispered against your neck, “Jay what, baby?” The feel of his lips sent shivers down your spine. He ran his hand down your body, stopping at the waistband of your slacks.
“I-” you sucked in a deep breath when his fingers dipped below the waistband of your slacks, brushing against your already dampened cotton panties, pulling a soft whimper out of your lips.
“Baby, you're soaked.” He husked. “Tell me sweetheart, how long have you thinkin’ about getting fucked in the backseat?”
“L-long-” the words got stuck in your throat when he pinched your inner thigh.
“Didn't hear you. Say it louder.” He growled into your ear, his beard grazing past the skin on your neck. “Say it, baby.”
“Long e-enough.” Jensen hummed as his hand teasingly circled around your clothed core, pinching and squeezing the skin of your inner thighs.
“Fucking tease.” You whined at the sudden loss of touch when he pulled out his hand.
“What do you want? Tell me.” He smirked, looking into your eyes.
“Fuck me.”
And that's all it took for Jensen to open the door to the backseat of the Impala before nudging you to go in. You did so in with shaky legs and slid across the seat. Jensen lifted his shirt over his head with one swift motion of his wrist before undoing his belt. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your slacks and pulled them off, along with your ruined panties. Smirking again, he climbed into the car beside you, closing the door behind him. Unhooking your bra, Jensen's hands moved up to your breasts, kneading and massaging them. His fingers caressed your stiff nipples before his mouth latched onto one sensitive bud. He flicked your nipple gently while his fingers worked on the other one.
“Fuck-” you moaned aloud, your voice bouncing off the closed doors of the Chevrolet. Stopping the assault on your nipple, his mouth started to move down after placing a kiss on the valley between your breasts. He caressed your entire torso, his mouth trailing kisses down your body before he gently pushed your legs apart, dipping his head down to your heated core. He left a trail of wet kisses up your thigh, his beard leaving a sweet burn on your skin in its wake.
His hot breath fanned against your throbbing pussy. He looked up at you before pushing one of his fingers inside you, eliciting a moan out of you. He pumped hard twice before adding a second finger.
“Fuck-” you moaned.
“That's exactly what I'm planning on to do.” Jensen rasped, as he increased the pace, curling his fingers inside you, brushing past your g-spot repeatedly. You sucked in a sharp breath when he pulled out his fingers and his mouth latched onto your aching pussy. You arched your back at his action. Your hands moved down, fingers getting tangled up in his long hair, pulling a low growl out of him, the vibrations of it edging you over.
“Jen-oh shit!” You exclaimed as he hungrily devoured you, his tongue repeatedly assaulting your sensitive pussy, sucking needily on your bundle of nerves. You felt the coil in your stomach tighten before a wave of pleasure washed over you.
“Shit!” You gasped as Jensen’s tongue lapped your juices hungrily. Panting, you tried to come down from your high as you saw him lift himself up slightly to get rid of his jeans. Your eyes were drawn towardson his noticeable bulge. Moving your hands near him, you reached out to palm his hardened cock through his boxers.
“Fuck baby-” Jensen groaned before grasping you by your wrist.
“If you keep doing that, I won't last long.” He purred, pulling his boxers down and discarding them somewhere on the front seat. His erection sprung free from his confines. Taking his hardened cock in his hand, he gave it a few strokes, running his hand up and down his shaft, the tip beaded with precum. He lined himself with your dripping entrance. His swollen tip teasingly nudged at your opening before he pushed himself into you.
“Oh-” you hissed, the sensation painful at first, but your mouth fell open in an inaudible moan as that pain turned into pleasure. “You need to m-move.” You said. He lifted himself up, pulling out of you leaving only the tip of his engorged cock inside you, before pushing back in again, deeper than before. You bucked your hips to match with his rhythm. Locking his fingers with yours, Jensen kept thrusting deep into you as you finally settled in a sync with him.
With every thrust, you inched closer to your release as both your breathing became ragged. The car’s confined space was filled with needy moans and deep breaths. Jensen buried his face in the crook of your neck as you felt the coil in your stomach tightening once more. He nibbled on your skin. You freed your hands from his grip and placed them on the small of his back as your nails dug into his skin.
“Fuck-Y/N!” He exclaimed and your nails dug deeper, his breath tickling your neck along with his beard.
“‘M close,” you breathed out.
“Mhm. That's it, baby, just like that, let it go.” Jensen rasped, as his thrusts became sloppy. Your coil finally snapped as a wave of sheer ecstasy washed over you.
“Fuck! Fuck! Jensen!” You cried out as you felt yourself coming undone. A few more thrusts and Jensen spilled himself into you, a grunt falling out of his lips, as his seed coated your walls. He collapsed on top of you, trying to catch his breath. Pecking your lips, he pulled out of you. You stared up at the foggy glass windows as Jensen reached for his boxers. Opening the door, he stepped out in all his naked glory. You sat up in the seat, also naked, as you watched him pull his boxers and jeans back up, leaving his belt unbuckled.
As Jensen turned his back to grab his shirt, you whispered loud enough for him to hear, “The backseat of Baby surely now has some stains and stories.”
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Masterlist
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Alpha!Jensen Ackles x Omega!Reader
In a world where your presentation can be a blessing or a curse, a newly presented Omega will come face to face with the harsh reality of Alphas, Omegas, and pack alliances that are expected to be upheld with the union of your two families…
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Jensen Ackles x Reader
Summary: A soulmate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master. – Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love A new town, a new job, and a new life, one that you didn’t even expect…
Based on the song: A thousand Years, by Christina Perri
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Jensen Ackles x Reader
***SERIES WARNINGS**** Rape, noncon, male!rape, injury, violence, description of injury caused by rape, nightmares, self-harm, panic attacks, implied female noncon, language, ass hole Jensen, hurt!Jensen, dark fic, smut. If there is anything else I will add it as I go.
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Summary: It’s funny how one choice you made can change your whole life. One mistake can alter your course, and set you on a path that forever will haunt you. Two people find themselves getting through one of the hardest trials of Jensen’s life, on just one small promise. You and Me. We’ll get through it together…
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Broken Me...
Jensen Ackles x Reader
Summary: The Dallas Convention couldn't have come at a worse time for Jensen. His world fell apart earlier that morning but was expected to just act like everything was normal. You and a friend were at the convention for her birthday. Life hasn't been that great for you either, but a forced meeting on stage changes two worlds. Will you be able to put this broken man back together again...
Series Warnings: Cheating, shitty marriage, Danneel is a bitch, I, unfortunately, have to put that as a warning because some people tend to get turned up about it if you don’t... Smut, Crying, Suicide Attempt, a brief description of suicide attempt and recovery, depression, hints of self-loathing, language. I think that’s it... Suicide Trigger warnings will be placed over each chapter!
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Summary: True mates don't exist, at least that's what everyone tells you. It's nothing but a childish, fairytale notion to believe that such a person exists. Someone that is made just for you, your person. Who knew they were so wrong…
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Summary: You are a young girl from Dallas that was arranged to marry a man that instead of becoming your husband when you became of age ran off to California to become famous. Now he's back, and its time to settle old debts.
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When The Lights Go Out
Mobster!Dean Winchester x Escort!Reader
Summary: Life hasn’t been your best friend lately, you lost your job, and are on the verge of losing your apartment. Who knew when you decided to join a Sugar Daddy app that your best friend suggested in a last-ditch effort to save your apartment, and not end up on the street, your first and only client would turn your whole world upside down.
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The Good Wife
Summary: Y/N, a pure blood Omega is sent to an Omega Compound at only 16 years old to learn how to become a good wife for the Alpha that will chose her one day to be his mate. You were never prepared for the life you are not so gently thrust into when an greened eyed Alpha choses you from the rack.
The Good Wife Masterlist
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Twelve Days Of Christmas
Summary: Dean never realized that Y/N missed Christmas until he turned off an annoying Christmas song on the radio on the way home from a hunt, now he will make it his personal mission to give her the Christmas he misses so much, and if he plays his cards right, maybe he will give her what he has wanted to give her for so many years, himself.
Twelve Days Of Christmas Masterlist
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Where The Green Grass Grows
Summary: Life changes, nothing ever stays the same. With most change comes with some degree of pain, that’s how we grow.
Jensen thought he had his whole life planned out, written for him in the bright lights of Hollywood. One failed marriage later, and a lifetime of lessons learned, lead him home to a place he thought he’d left behind him when he was only a teenager.
He thought his life was over. He felt like he’d lost everything, but who knew one little trip to the local diner that had just opened up outside of town would turn his whole world upside down. All because he met you. Maybe a little slower pace of life isn’t such a bad idea after all…
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I’m Going Down
Summary: Six years was a long time to be alone, but as fate would have it a wounded stranger that you find in the woods would not only turn your world upside down; but he might just save your life in return.
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
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Checkmate (One Going)
Summary: They're just dreams, very vivid dreams, at least that's what Jensen first thought when they started happening. Now, after a trip to a therapist office, he learns they might not be dreams after all, but rather memories of a past life that send him searching for an unpredicted turn of events that could effect the future...if he's lucky, if she exist at all.
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader/ King!Jensen x Handmaiden!Reader
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Too Close To Gone
Summary: Dean’s been gone for a year. You have been gone from the Bunker for just about as long. When you finally get the guts to go back “home” after leaving, someone you never thought you’d see again stumbles into your life, and now you have to figure out how to move on with a constant reminder of what you’ve lost following you around in the flesh.
Pairing: HunterCorp!Dean Winchester x Reader
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Blind Love
Summary: Dean is struck blind by a witches’ curse, and it’s up to the reader to look after him while Sam is gone to try and find a cure. The reader has to overcome her shy nature and feels she’s hiding from Dean in order to make him feel better.
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
You Deserve To Be Happy
Summary: Even heroes get lonely. Dean had resided to his fate that one day he would die alone, but one trip on a supply run changes all of that.
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Fight For Me
Summary: He found you in his darkest hour. There was something about this man that just wouldn’t let you leave him alone. He needed you, almost as much as you needed him. Sometimes, even the strongest people out there needs someone to fight for them too.
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Nurse!Reader
Can We Fix Us
Summary: While Dean still had The Mark Of Cain, he rejected the only thing that mattered to him, even if he wasn’t man enough to tell you at the time. Now, he’s found you again, but is it to late to put the pieces back together of what you once where.
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader
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Storm
Summary: Raised in a cult, married at a young age, and divorced after catching your husband cheating on you with your neighbor, you decide to leave behind everything you know after you lose everything you love, and start over again. Who knew one little stop at a gas station would change everything?
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Opposites Attract
Summary: Jensen's held up his 'family/good guy' image for a long time. When that image is gone or threated, then he's forced to do something he really doesn't want to do. Can he learn to love her before it's too late, and can she forgive him for the way he's treated her since the bigging?
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
The Devil’s In The Next Room
Summary: They told her he was The Devil in the flesh. She was just a hired escort, so it should have been just another job, so how did she get in so damn deep?
Pairing: Mafia Boss!Dean Winchester x Escort!Reader
My Brother’s Keeper
Summary: Y/N, Sam’s roommate, so far have a pretty good thing going. Both work and function around one another well. What happens when his big brother comes down for the holidays with his mysterious past, mixed with Sam’s own mysterious previous life? Can Y/N and the grumpy older brother find a way to get along? Or will it be a not so happy holidays at the Winchester house?
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Plus Sized!Reader x Sam
Carry On
Summary: It was just a simple hunt, found on a pie festival. It was supposed to be easy. Something they’d all done one hundred and one times a million. No one could have told Y/N, Dean, and Sam that nothing from that point on would ever be the same again.
Warnings: Heavy, HEAVY TW: Dean’s final episode of SPN. (Season 15x20 spoilers). Graphic injury. Me botching medical jargon, A lot of pain, blood, and hospital type atmosphere. Injured Dean Winchester. Depression. PTSD. Angst. Some fluff. Eventual Smut. (Each chapter will be warned and have their own warnings to the best of my abilities.)
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Beau Arlen Fanfiction
You’re enough
Summary: Dealing with anxiety can be tough, and sometimes thoughts can be louder than someone screaming at her, but Beau is there to pull her out again.
Pairing: Beau Arlen x Reader
If It’s Meant to Be
Summary: Bad things happen to good people, that’s just the rule of thumb. But sometimes, things happen for a reason, and that reason is so you can find the person you’re meant to be with…
Pairing: Alpha!Beau Arlen x Omega!Reader
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Sixth Gear
Word Count: 4287
Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Characters: Jensen, Reader, Marie (OG Character), Nathan (OG Character) Dylan (OG Character), Donna Ackles, Alan Ackles, Mackenzie Ackles, Joshua Ackles, Jared (Mentioned), and Misha (Mentioned).
About: Reader goes home for the holidays only to be introduced to Jensen, the star of Supernatural. The Reader and Jensen hit it off that first night where one thing leads to another until the readers Brother walks in on them about to rip each others clothes off. For the next few months the Reader and Jensen get to know each more. Then the Reader decides to go home for the Summer just to see Jensen and he shows her his motorcycle and how it all works where one thing leads to another.
Warnings: Language, Angst, Fluff, Smut, Unprotected Sex (be responsible, wrap it up), Drinking, Oral Female Receiving, Mention of Drugs
DISCLAIMER: This one shot does contain a toxic parent and everything that comes with a toxic parent. That means there will be manipulation, gas lighting, emotional/psychological abuse, etc. If you live or have lived with a toxic parent and or person please read at your own discretion.
DISCLAIMER 2: Any of the shorts that are hot and steamy, I want to put out there that it's in no way disrespectful towards Danneel at all. I love her to death and respect the crap out the marriage between her and Jensen. So when reading those shorts, know that it all takes place in an alternate world where they aren't married at all.
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A/N 3: This took me 3 to 4 days to write so I really hope you enjoy this hot and steamy motorcycle ride.
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I sit in the airport thinking and wondering how I am going to make it through the weekend with my parents. My Mom is toxic as hell while my Dad is just now waking up to her toxicity after nearly thirty years of marriage. He has told me many times over this last year that he was considering on leaving her but somehow she always found out and manipulated him to stay. "Maybe I can convince him to come home with me?" I whisper to myself. I have an extra room for him. I rub my face knowing it will be a long shot to get my father out of that house.
When my flight is called for Dallas, I stand up, picking up my bag and making my way to the gate. I hate holidays that require me to come home. Like Thanksgiving and Christmas. I make up excuses for all the other ones just to stay away from home. I was much more happier in Portland. As I arrive at the gate, I pull out my ticket and let the lady scan it. As I walk towards the plane, I think, I still have time to turn around and just say screw it and not get on. It will most certainly make my life so much easier.
I sit in my seat and send a quick text to my Dad letting him know that I was on my way. In return he say's he's excited and that my brother Dylan was coming too. I turn my off and sit back. My brother. The black sheep of the family is finally coming home for a holiday after five years. It'll be nice to hug him again and see how he's been holding up. I smile and close my eyes. This trip is going to be amazing and entertaining.
When my eyes open, I feel the plane preparing to land. I look out the window to my right and see the Dallas airport below. No time to turn back now, I think. Should have high tailed it when I had the chance. When the plane lands I wait until it's time to gather my bag and make my way back to baggage claim. As I do, I pull out my phone and text my Dad to see if he's here. I sooner I get out of this crowed airport, the sooner I can get home and lock myself away until dinner. He texts me back saying he and Mom are circling around and will pick me up when they see me.
"Great," I say stuffing my phone away. "Her highness is here to talk down to me and talk nothing but herself."
"I don't know your situation, but you can tell her highness to go screw herself," A voice next to me says. I turn to see a man about a few years older than me and highly gorgeous pulling up a few bags. He looks oddly familiar.
I laugh. "If only that will work," I see him give a small smile before I walk off.
I walk outside of the terminal waiting to see my Dad's small grey SUV. When I do, I get this sick feeling when I see my Mom. She is the soul reason why I stay away from home and avoid her. She belittles me and makes me feel so small. She judges the way I dress and do my makes. Even thinking about it makes me even more sick.
My Dads SUV pulls up next to me. He smiles at me and I return the smile. "Hey," I say as I buckle up.
"What? No hi for your mom?" My Moms tone said it all. "I see how it is. And is that what you wore on the plane?! That's just horrendous. I would never wear that!" Oh I wish this trip was already over. "At least your brother had the decency to show up in an actual outfit. You look like you're looking for drugs."
I smile sarcastically. "That's exactly what I'm doing Mom," My Dad glares at me from the rearview mirror but, I ignore it. "There's a guy I know off of 4th. He deals the best drugs! He's the whole reason I'm here."
"YN!" Dad says my name firmly and I stop. Guess I took it too far. "How was that flight?" He asks softly.
"I slept the whole time. I'm not big on flying." I say reaching into my bag to pull out the mini bottles I hid. I take one out and shot it back as fast I can before either of my parents see.
The rest of the drive home was in silence. Which, when riding with both my parents, isn't relaxing. When we pull into the driveway of my childhood home, I am out of the car before Dad puts it in park and bolt inside.
"YN," I hear Moms voice call after me. "You're not going to let your father carry your bags in all on his own."
"Marie!" I hear Dad say before I shut the door behind me. Then its all muffled voices.
I run upstairs and into my room. I can hear the music in my brothers room already. He only has music on when he and Mom get into it. That explains why she tagged along for the ride to pick me up. I close the door and drop what bag onto the floor and flop onto the bed. I didn't have time to close my eyes when I heard knocking.
"What?" I groaned. I did not want to get up off my bed.
"We will be having company over in a few hours so makes sure you presentable." Moms voice is overly heard. Dylan's music stops.
"Who?" I hear Dylan ask.
"The Ackles," She says. "They used to watch you guys when you were little. You guys got along with their kids."
"Who?" Dylans door opens but I can't shake that the name Ackles was familiar too. "You talk like we should remember them."
"Why do I even try?" Moms voice is irritated for whatever reason that is known to her. "Just be ready in two hours. Dylan don't wear look too goth. YN, don't wear pajamas. Make it look like you guys actually love your family."
I hear her footsteps retreating when a Dylan cracked the door. "Are you decent?" He asks.
"Yeah," I sit up on my bed and rub my face. I see my older brother walk into the room. He's wearing dark skinny jeans and a black button up shirt. I have no idea why Mom wouldn't think that's not goth like. "I think your outfit looks good." I toss another mini bottle of hard liquor towards him. He, of course, catches it flawlessly.
"Oh thank God," He cracks it open and tosses it back. "I do plan on wearing this and stuff like the whole time I'm here."
"Speaking of you being here," I pull out another mini bottle and toss that one back. Sadly its my last one. "Why are you here? I mean you've seen me a few times these last few years."
"Dad," Dylan says. "He says he's finally telling Mom he's high tailing it out of her life. Has the papers all drawn up and stuff. He wanted to see if he could live with me in Arizona. I automatically said yes because I want to see the look on Moms face when she sees her money source walk out on her."
Now I wish I packed more mini bottles. "Hopefully not in front of our dinner guest," I kind of hope he does secretly.
"No," Dylan stands up. "He won't do that. He will do it after they leave most likely. Now I will let you get ready and make sure you make yourself look like the fucking Queen that you are and slay that shit. Mom hates that."
I laugh. "As long as you do it too. Then we both can slay it together. And yes I will let you use my dark eye shadow palette."
"You're the best sister ever," Dylan walks out of the room. "What would I ever do without you?"
"Crash and burn, sweetheart, crash and burn."
Two hours came and went and both Dylan and I are ready. As we walk downstairs we hear the muffled voices of our parents and our dinner guests. This feels so much like my teenage years, I think to myself as I round the corner to the kitchen and stop dead in my tracks.
There stands the attractive man from the airport. In my kitchen. In my house. He's wearing a red button up shirt with jeans and nice semi-casual shoes. I zero in on his already darkening five o'clock shadow and begin to imagine what it would like in full. He notices me too and give me a smile.
"YN, Dylan," Moms voice sounds. She really never lets Dad talk at all. "I'm sure you remember the Ackles children. Well, they aren't children anymore but, you understand what I mean."
Everyone gives a light chuckle. "I'm afraid I don't remember. I don't remember much of my childhood to be honest." I say giving handshakes to everyone. I notice my brother Dylan hesitate to give the attractive man a handshake. Then I notice his small blush. Damn, I think, it would be my luck to see the same attractive man to learn he could be gay. I guess I'll see when my brother hard core flirts with him during dinner.
"I'm Jensen," he says shaking my hand.
"YN," I say smiling and he smiles back.
I get everyones names and Mom and Dad say dinner will be ready in about an hour or so. In that moment I excuse myself to the back deck to mix myself a drink. Mom glares at me while I walk away. I also notice Dylan trying to flirt with Joshua who was equally as attractive as his brother.
Once on the back deck I take a deep breath and head to Dads bar and start mixing a drink. Then I hear the door open and close. The sound of footsteps tell me its a male.
"So, the whole telling her highness to screw herself didn't happen, I assume," Jensens voice is super smooth.
I look up from my mixing. "If you're meaning my mother, then no it didn't. In fact she accused me of buying drugs."
"Really?!" Jensens voice sounds surpised. "Wow, isn't a plane ride supposed to be comfy?"
I throw my hands up in the air. "That's why I was thinking." I make the mistake of looking as he licks his lips. I turn away quickly and grab the other mixer. "Want a drink? I'm pretty good at mixing."
"Surprise me," Jensen says soft voice as he raises an eye brow and looks me other.
For the next half hour we talk. We talk about random things. We talk about his time on his hit shower Supernatural. A show for some reason I have never seen and now am very interested in. We talk about his life in between shooting his show and being home. I share that I am rarely ever home due to Mom. I don't go into details but I think he get's the gist of it.
"So, I have this huge vinyl collection. Passed down to me from my grandfather before he died." I say mixing another drink. I am slowly starting to feel the effects of this drink. Jensen is still working on his first glass. Such class that is getting horny. "Would you like to see it?"
Jensen smiles and sets his drink down to follow me inside. Dad looks up from listening to Jensen's dad. "What are you two up to?" He asks.
"I'm going to show Jensen grandpas vinyl collection he gave me." We waltz pass them and up the stairs. At the top I loose my balance and fall back into Jensen who grabs me with both his arms.
"One two many drinks?" He asks chucking.
"I promise I can handle my drinking," I begin to walk again. Once in my room I go to my closet and pull out a few boxes and open them. "My Dad was or is still going to be sending these to me but, have a look at them all you want. I don't have them organized."
Jensen looks at the records and with each one he finds that excites him, it excites me in places I never thought to be excited in again. I watch as his smile takes up his whole face and how his eyes crinkle when that happens. I guess I'm staring too long because Jensen looks up a few times with his eyes. I know I should I look away but I honestly can't. This man is just too handsome and sexy to just look away.
Jensen sets down a Sinatra record and comes over to sit next to me on the bed. I am very aware now of how close he is but I still can't stop staring. I rack him over with my eyes and take a deep breath and exhale. I look away and take a huge drink. Nope, no tonight, not in this house, I think to myself. Mom will find out and she will have my ass for having sex yet again in her house. l turn to apologize for staring when I feel his hand on my face pulling it in towards him.
His lips are soft. His lips are eager. His lips move around mine like they were made to be there. I sigh and part my lips and I feel his tongue shot right into my mouth and explore every part it. When he starts to pull back, I nip his bottom lip. Jensen sucks in a deep breath and within seconds he has me straddling his lap. The two of us trying to get our shirts off when my door opens.
"YN, Mom says dinner is,..." Dylan's voice snaps the both of us out of whatever trance we are in. "Well, I see that you skipped right on to dessert. Please continue." I look over to see Dylan checking Jensen out leaning on the door frame licking his lips.
"Don't you know how to knock?" I hiss at him fumbling to fix my shirt.
"Don't you know how to put a sock on the door?" Dylan asks smirking, still checking Jensen out.
Dinner was good. I couldn't keep my eyes from glancing at Jensen as he talked about his show and his co stars. Mom was just over the moon and always ask questions that were like "Oh Jared this" or "Oh Misha that." I will need to look those guys up too. I could also tell that Jensen was getting uncomfortable. So I brought the attention to myself which of course Mom hated. Her death glare let me know it too. Dinner ended on a high note though.
"Here, put your number in and I'll do the same," Jensen held out his phone. "That way we can talk while I'm shooting." I take his phone and give him mine. We put our numbers in and say goodnight and goodbye. Hopefully, I think, I get to see him again.
The rest of my time home actually went to hell. The next morning we wake up to Mom screaming at Dad. He had given her the papers and told her she either had to sign now or sign in front of lawyers. Mom tries everything in the book but Dad stood his ground. In the end, Mom storms out screaming and calling Dad all sorts of names and saying she has nothing to her name and that he can't just up and leave her. Says that he can't live life without her because he is nothing without her.
After Mom left, I changed my flight to leave before Thanksgiving. I wanted nothing to do with what was going to go down. According Dad, Dylan already has space for him set up in Arizona. I felt better about him having a place. Two days before leaving, I pack up what I else I wanted to take to Portland with me. Everything else would be put into storage for later or donated. Dylan helped me ship them off.
The day before I left, Mom tries to talk to me but I told her she did it to herself all these years. The manipulation. The gas lighting. The mental abuse. The emotional abuse. The whole deal. It was all her that lead to this. She huffed and called me a bitch and that I am no better than Dad. So by the time I make it home, I am a wreck.
Over the next few months, I bury myself in my work and ignoring Mom. Dad on the other hand was doing much better. Already got a job out in Arizona and is saving up to get a small apartment. Dylan tells me he's the happiest and most easy going person without Mom. Mom on the other hand still refuses to sign the papers and has gotten cocky lawyers involved. She wants him to alimony and when he dies she wants me to continue to pay it. I said hell no. Dad stood his ground until the very bitter end.
While that was all going on and when it was finally over, I spoke non stop to Jensen. I even caught up to the current season of his show and tell him what I think of it all. We talk about anything that will keep us texting or talking all into the hours of the night. Neither of us mention that night in my room. Dylan thinks I'm falling for him with how much I talk about him. I doubt it but then again I might be.
Jensen, has been the only person to make me feel like I am not crazy. He has called me or facetimed me to help me through the rough days or the out the blue panic attacks. His entire existence keeps me from doing anything stupid. So, yeah, you can say that I'm falling head over heels hard for him.
By the time summer started to come around I am sitting in my apartment trying to get my AC to work when my phone rings. I answer without looking at the caller ID.
"Whats up?" I even hear the irritation in my voice.
"Hey," Jensens voice instantly calms me. "Everything okay?"
"No," I groan and flop onto the cold tile in my small kitchen. "My AC broke and the landlord won't have anyone out until next week. I told him he won't see rent until it's fixed. Now he's threatening to evict me if I don't pay. But it's so damn hot that I'm practically naked right now."
"I'd love to see that," Jensen teases, making me laugh. "I'm sorry your AC is jacked up. Do you have plans on visiting Dallas?"
I sit up on my elbow. "Should I?"
Four days later Jensen is picking me up from the airport in a rental car. He paid for my entire flight and AirBnB taken care of. "I thought you would like to have control of what your AC temperature should be. Hotels normally run super cold to the point that Misha has tried spooning with me." I laugh. "I do hope it isn't weird that I am also staying that AirBnB."
"None at all," I say feeling my face warm up a bit. It didn't take Jensen long to convince me to come. I really wanted to see him and I really wanted AC.
When we get to the AirBnB, I can't help stare at it in awe. It's almost like a mansion. Then the garage door opens and there sits a motorcycle. I am much more interested in this Jensen guy. I get out to grab my things but Jensen shoos me aside saying he's got it all. I then walk on over to the motorcycle and trail my hand on it.
"Isn't she a beauty?" Jensen asks. I look and he's staring at me, well, more like slowly running his eyes over my body.
"Yeah," I answer looking back at the motorcycle. "My Dad used to have one when we were little. My Mom forced him sell it for whatever reason."
Jensen takes in a deep breath and walks by me. "I can take you around the block if you want." I am suddenly aware of his closeness. I feel my face burn hotter and I get all tingly down south. I look at Jensen and he's already holding two helmets. I smile and take a helmet and strap it on.
In minutes, I am sitting with my arms wrapped around Jensen. He's backing out of the garage and with a small rev of the motorcycle, we took off. It isn't too fast or too slow. But I still tightened my arms around him and closed my eyes. I have been on a motorcycle a few times but, I still get a knot in my stomach.
When we get back, I take my helmet off and take a deep breath. "That was fun," I say as Jensen manages to slide of the motorcycle. He takes his helmet off as well and I can't help but stare at his sweaty hair. That's when I notice he's been growing out his beard. I can't imagine what it would feel like on my skin. Again, I must be staring to hard or to long because Jensen smiles like he knows what I am thinking.
I swing my legs to the side as he walks towards me. As he reaches for my face I drop the helmet and grab hold of his shirt and pull him closer to me. The moment our lips met, my brain starts to set off firecrackers. It felt like a freaking life time since the last time we kissed.
Jensens hands run down my front to the hem of my shirt. I raise my arms up and he slowly slides off. I do the same to him. I've seen him shirtless a few times on his show and internet pictures but seeing it all in real life, damn! I bite my lips and Jensen licks his lips. I slide off the motorcycle and shimmy out of my shorts and underwear. Jensen watches with lust in his eyes and does the same thing. Jensen grabs my hips and sits me back on the motorcycle as he kisses me deeply. The longer he isn't inside me, I more wet and tingly I become.
As if reading my mind, and without breaking his lips off mine, I feel Jensens fingers slide between my folds and begins to rub it before slipping two fingers inside. I suck in a deep, sharp breath and let out a soft moan. He starts to pull in and out and twist his finger around softly but firmly. In seconds, I am starting to tighten up around his fingers when he pulls them out. I whimper at the lose of contact.
"Not yet," he says against my lips.
Jensen grabs my hips and picks me up. I wrap my legs around him as he slides himself onto the motorcycle. This is going to be interesting and fun. Jensen adjusts us so that we both were somewhat comfortable before lifting me up and positioning me just above his length. I place my hands on his shoulders as he lowers me on him. I close my eyes and drop my head. I hear a low groan come from him as he's fully inside of me. I look up and see him staring right at me.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he says and I smile. His hands grip tight on my hips. They will most likely leave a mark and I am fine with that. He lifts me up and slams me back down. A yelp escaping my mouth.
We repeat that for what I think is nearly a half hour. I am a whimpering mess and trying to hold back my louder moans. Jensen is grunting and the lifting up and down thing, well, thats starting to get irregular and sloppy. Our breathing is getting ragged and the the leather from the seat is start to rub on both our skins. One slam. Two slams. Three slams. I feel myself tighten harder around Jensen. My fingers dig into his shoulders, also going to leave marks. After one more slam into his lap, we both come undone. His arms wrap around me and I drag my nails down his back.
Once our orgasm fade away, I push back and look Jensen in the eyes. "That has got to be the best sex I have ever had," I plant a small and gentle kiss on his lips.
"Good," Jensen smirks. "I got some more ideas for the bedroom later." He must of seen the look on my face, because I am seriously intrigued now. "But first," He slides both of us off the motorcycle. "We should clean up. We have dinner with Jared and his wife."
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Kari’s Let’s Be Blunt Challenge
First off this is not an ordinary song challenge. It is more focused on selected lyrics and the deeper meaning behind them. You have to pick one of the James Blunt songs I listed below and send it to me with your pairing/fandom of choice (read more on that below). I will then answer you with a 1-3 lines from the song you then have to build your fic around. Since I am giving lines and are allowing more than one fandom multiple people can sign up for one song. I will cross them out if I feel one song has gotten enough attention. You are free to use the remaining song as little or as much as you like outside of those few lines, but the lines I send you must be the focus. You either have to directly use them in the fic (as narrative or dialogue) or they have to be deciding for the theme of the story somehow.
This challenge will be open for multiple fandoms. My two main fandoms are Supernatural and Marvel so I prefer those. But if you wanna write for OUAT, X-files, Good Place, Criminal Minds, Game of Thrones, Psych and Fringe then send me an ask with the pairing you are interested in and I will tell you if it’s okay or not (I don’t read everything for each fandom) before you actually sign up. I will never l allow underage and incest ships so don’t ask me about those!
RPFs will be allowed for some Marvel and SPN actors but NOT for these fandoms.
Pairings and Prompts are below the rules and under the cut!
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Due Date: July 6th, 2020 (if you need an extension just give me a shout and we will work it out!)
Word min: 1k words
Word Max: 5k words
Style: It can be a one-shot or part of a series but it must be able to be read as a stand alone since I plan to read the all.
Fandom: Multiple
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Genre: Anything you want. You have to be over 18 if you write smut and you always have to warn accordingly! Fluff, angst, AUs, and crack are all welcome.
Limits on what you can write: No Mommy/Daddy kinks, no non/dub con, no A/B/O, no merpeople. No half animal anything, please. No mobster aus. No monster porn (this counts Venom and Hulk) No glorification on cheating (it’s okay as a plot device but use it with thought) - if you got any questions at any time feel free to send me an ask,
NO BDSM INVOLVING BUCKY - NEITHER IN SHIPS OR READER INSERTS! PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL OF HIS PTSD! DON’T TURN HIS ARM INTO A KINK FOR ANYONE - IT’S A DISABILITY AND CONNECTED TO GREAT TRAUMA.
I read smut but I am here for the stories so I very much prefer stories that if they have smut it’s part of the plot and not just smut for the sake of it.
Format: If you write Marvel or OUAT please tag me as @until-theend-oftheline otherwise tag me as @thing-you-do-with-that-thing. In your A/N you must list the prompt song - the line is up to you. I don’t wanna force you to give spoilers. You must also say it’s done for Kari’s Let’s Be Blunt Challenge.
Click keep reading for pairings and prompts! Have Fun!
Pairings I allow for Supernatural are - (any sex or gender ocs are fine otherwise I prefer female or gender non specific readers):
Readers/OCs x: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Anael, Donna Hanscum, Jody Mills, Crowley.
Ships/Ships x OCs/Reader: Destiel, Cockles, Sabriel, Saileen, Jenneel, Jarevieve, Deonna.
RPF x OCs/Readers: Jensen Ackles, Danneel Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki, Misha Collins, Alexander Calvert.
Pairings I allow for Marvel are - (any sex or gender ocs are fine otherwise I prefer female or gender non specific readers):
Readers/OCs x: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanov, Wanda Maximoff, Thor, Brunhilda/Valkyrie, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Carol Danvers, Wade Wilson, Eddie Brock.
Ships/Ships x OCs/Reader: Stucky, Winterwitch, Winterwidow, Winterhawk, Winterfalcon, Sam x Clint (Not sure of their ship name), Clintasha, Steggy, Thundershield.
RPF x OCs/Readers: Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Jeremy Renner.
James Blunt Songs
I listed the album so they will be easier to find on Spotify or itunes. You won’t get your line until you sign up - therein lies the challenge ;)
1 High (Back to Bedlam) @becs-bunker (SPN - Dean) /
2 You’re Beautiful (Back to Bedlam) @like-a-bag-of-potatoes (SPN - Dean) /
3 Goodbye My Lover (Back to Bedlam) @like-a-bag-of-potatoes (MCU - Sebastian) /
4 Tears and Rain (Back to Bedlam) - @katymacsupernatural (SPN - Dean) /
5 No Bravery (Back to Bedlam)
6 1973 (All the Lost Souls)
7 One of the Brightest Stars (All the Lost Souls)
8 Carry You Home (All the Lost Souls)
9 Same Mistake (All the Lost Souls)
10 Stay the Night (Some Kind of Trouble)
11 So Far Gone (Some Kind of Trouble)
12 These Are the Words (Some Kind of Trouble)
13 I’ll Be Your Man (Some Kind of Trouble) - @xbuchananbarnes (MCU - Bucky) / @percywinchester27 (SPN - Jensen) /
14 If Time Is all I Have (Some Kind of Trouble)
15 Bonfire Hearts (Moon Landing) - @plaidstiel-wormstache (MCU - ???) /
16 Postcards (Moon Landing) - @andiebeaword (CM - Spencer) /
17 Heart to Heart (Moon Landing)
18 Satellites (Moon Landing)
19 Love Me Better (The After Love)
20 Time of Our Lives (The After Love)
21 Don’t Give Me Those Eyes (The After Love)
22 Bartender (The After Love)
23 The Greatest (Once Upon a Mind)
24 The Truth (Once Upon a Mind)
25 Monsters (Once Upon a Mind)
26 Champions (Once Upon a Mind)
27 How It Feels to Be Alive (Once Upon a Mind)
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So it Goes...
Writer: @moosekateer13
Summary: Working as a video editor on Supernatural is your dream job until a certain actor keeps bugging you.
Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Reader
Rating: none, only fluff
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Go back to her
Go Back to Her: For Us.
Writer: @multifandomaestheticsworld
Summary: You’re an actor that plays on Supernatural, and one of Jensen’s affairs. When you decide he should go back to Danneel, will he go?
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Rating: mentions of cheating, fluff, angst
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Not Her
Writer: @roonyxx
Summary: Dean loves y/n but what happens when he is to late to save her from being possessed?
Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam
Rating: ANGST, slight torture (nothing to graphic), more angst, demon possession, language, death
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Overlooked Love
Writer: @marvelouslysherlockedhunter
Summary: None provided.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Rating: angst, a lot of angst, swearing, age gap (reader is 12 years younger than Dean)
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Just like us
Writer: @sister-winchesters99
Summary: Reader is a fan of the show, and Jared’s little sister, being a year younger than he, he told everyone on the show that she was off-limits. Especially to Jensen, he would not let that happen. But, do you really get to choose who you fall in love with?
Pairing: Jensen x Reader, Jared x Sister!Reader
Rating: Language, a little smidge of angst, fluff
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Normal Is a Thing of the Past
Writer: @nicole-lynne
Summary: Life has always been normal for you, but one heartbreaking night and one hungry Ghoul could send you down a completely different road than you’d ever imagined.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Rating: Death, blood, killing
This might become a mini-series, so stay tuned...
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I’ll always save your ass, Sweetheart
Writer: @fightthefairies-1221
Summary: You are drugged by a demon and they kidnap you to get to the Winchesters. Dean comes to find you and saves your butt, again, and won’t let you live it down. But the experience brings the two of you closer.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Rating: Drugged, Blood/wounds, Language, Angst, Fluff
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No f*ck you sweetheart.
Writer: @jay-and-dean
Summary: Dean and Reader are both pretty stubborn. He just want to win for once…
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Rating: SMUT, Angst, rough angry sex, swearing (but come on, you’ve seen the title).
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Two Years Sober
Writer: @i-sing-for-me
Summary: The reader stays sober for two years after being an alcoholic, until her feelings for Dean finally set her over the edge.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Rating: Swearing, mentions of alcoholism, angst
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Morning Madness
Writer: @simam12
Summary: You’re pregnant with Dean’s baby, and the hormones are getting to you.
Pairing: Dean Winchester x pregnant!Reader
Rating: pure fluff, pregnant reader, fluffy and protective Dean, morning sickness, hormonal reader
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A unexpected visitor.
Writer: @mbanejr
Summary: When getting ready for her 21st y/n gets and unexpected visitor that could just open up more old wounds
Pairing: Dean Winchester x female reader
Rating: angst, broke relationship and heartbreak
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Princesses Don’t Cry
Writer: @alpaca-obsession
Summary: none provided
Pairing: Dean Winchester x witch!reader
Rating: yelling, mom!reader, witch!reader, slightly hurt reader i guess.
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Magical Green Eyes!
Writer: @voltage-my2dlove
This is going to be Social media AU series!
Summary: Y/N moves to Kansas for fresh start, what happens when she meets her best friend’s brother-in-law, who is indeed her boss!??
Pairing: AUDean Winchester x Reader
Rating: none so far
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Wishes
Writer: @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad
Summary: It’s the birthday of the reader, and she only has one wish.
Pairing: Sam, Dean, Gabriel (Mention),Sister!Reader
A/N: This is my first fic ever, so any comment on what to get better are welcomed. This fic is inspired in “The french mistake” episode. Also, I started writing this on my birthday, and is the way I pictured it. Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistake, English is not my mother tongue but I did my best.
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Summary: After your character is killed off on the show, Supernatural, you take up your best friend’s offer to live with her while adjusting to your new life. Under the Ackles’ roof, you quickly have your life turned upside down once more when secrets come to light. Before you know it… you’re dragged into the heat of it all, and you love every second of it.
Story Pairings: Danneel x Reader, Genevieve x Reader, Jensen x Reader, Jared x Reader, and everyone with everyone.
A/N: I will not be doing a series specific tag list. Any asks requesting to be tagged in the story will be deleted.
Story Warnings: Explicit language. Poly relationships. Smut. Fingering. Oral (female & male receiving). Thigh riding. Masturbation. Use of sex toys. Unprotected sex. Voyeurism. Threesomes & moresomes. F/F. F/F/F. F/M/F. F/M/F/M/F (and everything in between). I might've missed a few things here, but it’s safe to say the theme here is smut.
Chapter One ~ Chapter Two ~ Chapter Three ~ Chapter Four
#danneel ackles fanfiction#danneel ackles x reader#danneel ackles x you#danneel ackles x y/n#genevieve padalecki fanfiction#genevieve padalecki x reader#genevieve padalecki x you#genevieve padalecki x y/n#jensen ackles fanfiction#jensen ackles x reader#jensen ackles x you#jensen ackles x y/n#jared padalecki fanfiction#jared padalecki x reader#jared padalecki x you#jared padalecki x y/n#the spice of life
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You’re Mine, Pt. 3
Jensen x Reader x Danneel
Warnings: Porn with Barely-There Plot, slight Dom!Jensen, 18+ ONLY (Please adhere to this kiddies), hallway smut, threesome smut, female oral giving and receiving, mild language, poly relationship
A/N: PART ONE stemmed from a dream I had and with encouragement from friends turned it into a fic. First time I ever attempted something like this, so please be gentle with me. The second part was written as a request to continue the story.
Chapter Summary: Once their relationship is exposed, one of the trio decides to take a job far away without dealing with the fallout of the exposure. The timing of which is right before a new situation complicates the new family dynamic even more.
WC: 7.9K
*Banner made by me. I do not own any of the images.
Tags are open for the series, SPN (Sam and/or Dean) and SPN RPF
Late July in Texas brought on a bout of heat so oppressive, that stepping outside only happened when it was extremely necessary. Not even a swim in the pool or a day at the lake could take the sting out of the day’s sun that would beat down relentlessly.
It had been a little more than two months since you officially had moved in with Jensen and Danneel and became a part of the Ackles’ family. Things were a little awkward at first, learning how and where you fit into their day to day lives, but after a couple of weeks the three of you, plus the kids found an easy-going rapport that eventually morphed into a new day to day routine.
The kids never even questioned who you were or why you were living there. Jensen and Danneel had sat down with them and explained that you were now part of their family and they accepted it without a second thought. Spending time with them and getting to know them had been the highlight of the summer so far, and made you really think long and hard about what Jensen had suggested the night they asked you to move in. But with his schedule, and Danneel taking the kids on a whirlwind trip with her mom, the timing hadn’t been right.
It had been three weeks since Jensen had left for Vancouver, and three days since Danneel left with the kids, and you found yourself rattling around the big old house alone. Keeping yourself busy during most days with work, the nights were starting to get a little lonely, and it simply cemented in your head and heart how much you really had come to love and miss all of them. You thought of calling or texting but also didn’t want to appear clingy or desperate for their attention.
Instead, after the sun went down, you threw on your bathing suit and ventured down to the pool for a nighttime swim to rid yourself of the excess energy built up from not having your new family around.
The moment you dove into the water and felt the crisp coolness flow over your body, you couldn’t help but smile. Surfacing, and brushing the hair back from your face, you closed your eyes and dipped your head back, letting your body rise and float around the pool. A noise off in the distance grabbed your attention, but you didn’t think much of it. Could be neighbors, or someone out on the lake. Instead, you opened your eyes and looked up to a clear night sky full of stars as you slowly waved your arms up and down to propel yourself around the pool.
More noise, this time way closer, forced you from your floating position to standing up in the pool, then looking around trying to find the source. From up the hill towards the house, you heard music playing and the backdoor open then close. Curious as to who could be in the house, your heart started racing at the idea of one of the Ackles’ friends, namely Misha, having stopped by unannounced.
“That’s dumb,” you whispered to yourself, “he’s in Vancouver with Jensen… but who--”
“Hey there, gorgeous.”
Jensen. You’d know that voice anywhere.
You whirled around in the pool and saw him standing near the edge of the deep end. He was in a dark blue polo, with khaki shorts, and a baseball cap, and looking better than you’d ever seen him, despite having had to shave off his beard.
“What are you doing here?” you asked, unable to stop the wide smile that grew on your lips. “You’re not even supposed to be in the country, let alone the state of Texas.”
“We had a break for a couple of days, thought I would come home and surprise you guys,” he said, crouching by the pool’s edge.
“Well, it's just me here. Danneel and the kids--”
“Yeah, she told me and then I realized once I was at the airport this was the week they were gone. They’re with grandma somewhere… Boston? I think?”
“That’s one of the stops. I think they were heading up to Maine, next. Going to take them on a cruise up to Nova Scotia, see some whales.”
“How come you didn’t go?” he asked, tilting his head, following your movement through the pool with soft, engaging eyes.
“Work,” you shrugged and reached the edge to where he was knelt down. “Told Danneel I’d keep the house in order, make sure the kids’ fish and hamsters were fed.”
“You passed up whale watching in Nova Scotia to feed some hairy rats?”Jensen laughed and shook his head. “You’re too much.”
“Not just that, I do have work. Got three new clients this month.”
“You know you don’t have to work, right? We can support you--”
“Not this again,” you groaned and pushed off the side of the pool, lazily swimming backward away from him. “I want to work. I enjoy working, Jensen. I won’t have you guys supporting me.”
“That’s what families do for each other, Y/N.”
“You know what else families do?”
He chuckled and shook his head. “Can’t imagine. What?”
You bit down on your lip and eyed him seductively. “They join their girlfriends in the pool for a late-night swim.”
Jensen stood up quickly from his crouched position. You laughed at his expression as he threw his hat to the ground before pulling his polo off, kicking off his shoes and removing his shorts, leaving him only in his boxers. He promptly dove into the pool with a big splash, and then swam underwater until he reached where you were, breaching the surface and immediately grabbing your waist.
His mouth crashed to yours hard, nearly knocking you back. Your arms went around his neck as you kissed him back with rolling tongues and hungry lips. The feeling of having him against you again was euphoric, and you realized then how desperately you had missed him. Jensen walked you back towards the edge of the pool, never taking his mouth off of yours. He growled lowly the deeper you kissed him, and when your back finally bumped against the side, you felt his hands slid up your back and pull the strings that held your bikini top on.
You couldn’t help but giggle as you saw the simple black top floating away from you in the pool.
“Guess this is a skinny dip and not just a late-night swim, hm?”
“Mhm,” he mumbled, moving his mouth down your neck, then lifting you out of the water just enough to take your nipple in his mouth.
The sensation of the cool water and his tongue made you instantly wet and needy. You pawed at the boxers under the water, then at your own bathing suit bottom, of which Jensen helped free you from.
“Jesus…” he moaned as you grabbed his cock and began to stroke it beneath the water.
Below the surface, Jensen’s hand went to your pussy to see how ready you were to take him. There was no waiting, no foreplay. He wanted you, and he wanted you now. You knew by the look in his eyes, one you had seen plenty of times since first meeting him. He was a man possessed--needy and hungry--and you were his sustenance.
Standing in the shallow end of the pool, you felt him slip up inside you. The sound that fell from your lips, a composure of a soft moan followed by a sharp inhale of his name, made him smile; but not a sweet smile. Jensen leered at you, his tongue slowly trailing across his bottom lip as he watched you respond to the sensation with each roll of his hips. One hand dig firmly into your hip so he wouldn’t lose his grip on you, the other ran up your body, covering your breasts then went up to your neck. He pulled you close to him, as his fingers gently closed around your throat.
“Miss me?” he growled in question, biting his lip, trying to control the speed he moved into you.
“Yesss,” you mewed as your eyes rolled back, along with your head as you lost yourself in him.
The sounds of splashing water and crickets were all that could be heard in the backyard. Having to remain relatively quiet in the house was normal, but no one was home now. You wanted to cry out, screaming his name and all the things you wanted him to do to you. Jensen was always so intuned to you whenever you were having sex, he could tell what you wanted just by your expression when your eyes finally met. But to have the freedom to be vocal, that was a turn on all in itself.
“Tell me,” he snarled, his nostrils flaring, as his lips pulled into a devilish grin. “Tell me what you want.” He slowed his hips to a snail’s pace, barely twitching inside you now until you told him what to do.
You licked your lips with satisfaction and leaned your mouth closer to his ear. “Mark me. Make me yours. I want your teeth on my neck, then I want you to make me squirm. No one can do that to me as you can,” you purred, then ran your tongue along the outside of his ear.
Jensen raised his brow in question, but quickly obliged your request, landing his teeth to the place just where your neck curved to your shoulder. The sensation of his mouth and tongue on your flesh caused the first ripple of release to explode warmly in your core. Something about the way he did that, the idea he was marking you as his, could make you cum in its own rite. Despite the way he was biting and sucking along your neck, hungry to make you happy, you were able to hold off from climax; for now.
A moment later, he was lifting you out of the pool, moving your ass on the edge and pushing you backward. Jensen pushed your knees apart and buried his head between your thighs as his hands wrapped around your hips, pinning you down. His tongue split your folds and licked up to your clit, taking the pulsating nub in his mouth and sucking hard. He lavished you roughly with his mouth and when his fingers found your entrance, thrusting up into you, screamed his name.
“Fuucck, Jensen! Shit…!!” Panting, short hot breaths, your hands went to his head, gripping his wet hair on each side and holding on for dear life. “Fuck… Jen--I’m gonna cum… pleeasseee… baby, let me cum…”
You could feel his lips snarl into a smile against your clit before he slowly lifted his head to meet your eyes. “Whatever you want.” He used his fingers to fuck you harder, then brought his tongue back through your folds. “Fuck you taste good,” he growled and drank you in.
With one more thrust up into you, you could feel your release coating his hands and mouth, but he refused to back away. Your whole body was humming with intensity, every nerve ending on fire from the release he just brought you to. But Jensen didn’t stop, and with each passing second he continued to lick and suck on your most sensitive place, the more you began to squirm beneath him.
“Jesus... Ok! Ok! I give... You got me squirming!” you cried out with a giggle, letting go of his head and bringing your hands to your own mouth, biting down on your fingers as he continued on. “Jensen… please… I can’t--”
He lifted his head for a second. “You can, and you will. I’m not done.” The tenor and command in his voice caused your head to roll back, and your body to relax again. You loved that most of all. Being his, meant doing what he said; taking your licks like a good girl, and never wanting to disappoint him.
“But,” he continued, picking up his head, and taking your hands, pulling you up to sitting, “you’re cold and I’m starving.” He pulled you back into the pool and wrapped his arms around the small of your back. His hands cupped your ass then lifted you up, so you could wrap your legs around his waist.
“But you just ate,” you teased coyly, and Jensen rolled his eyes.
“Yeah well, that was an appetizer. Now I need real food. Then, later… once we get home I plan on taking you upstairs and finding all-new, better ways to make you squirm.” He raised one eyebrow, a gesture that could mean a number of things, but right then it was simply looking for your compliance. “Understand?” he asked with his eyes narrowed on you and dark with lust.
“Yes, Jensen,” you said softly, then ghosted his lips with yours. “But do you really wanna wait until later? I mean…” you reached down and slowly began to stroke him. “Doesn’t seem fair to make you wait.”
Jensen laughed and shook his head. “You’re a damn junkie.”
You shrugged one shoulder. “And who’s fault is that?”
His entire expression changed. In one quick movement, he had you back against the pool’s wall, his dick finding your entrance and thrusting up into you. Jensen buried his face between your breasts, grunting and cursing as he fucked into you again, and again. Picking up the pace with each thrust upwards, the friction again your overstimulated clit, still very much throbbing from his earlier tongue lashing, brought you to a second orgasm just as he spilled his release inside of you.
“God DAMN,” he grunted, lifting his face from your cleavage, “What the fuck is it that you do to me?” His bottom lip hung agape, as he pushed a lock of wet hair behind your ear. He pulled your mouth to his and kissed you fiercely.
“I don’t know,” you whispered between his kisses.
When he finally pulled back, the earlier lustful need was replaced by something softer. “Well, whatever it is, I’m glad it’s mine.”
“Always…” you paused to smile, and just take in how he was looking at you under the light of the moon that hung low in the Texas sky. “Now, you said something about when we get home… where are we going?”
“Oh, that. Well when I landed, I called and made some dinner plans for us.”
“You wanna go out? I can cook something for you here,” you said, slightly nervous at the prospect of going out just the two of you.
“No,” he replied, a soft smile finding its way to his lips. “I want to take you out. I want to show you off to the world--”
“Jensen…”
“What?”
“Come on, that’s--that’s not a great idea. You have to know that,” you stammered, shaking your head in the disbelief he would even suggest it.
“You’ve lived here for two months, Y/N. This is our life. Sometimes it’s Danneel and I that will be going out and sometimes it’s all of us. Hell, you and her have your nights out. Why can’t we?”
“That’s different. People see us out together and just assume we’re close friends.”
“I couldn’t care less about what people think we are. I want to take my girlfriend out. So, let’s get out of the pool, dry off, get dressed and go eat.” The last word came out sharply, something Jensen did unknowingly when he was trying to make a point. “Okay?”
“Okay,” you replied, returning the warm embrace he pulled you into and trying not to internally shudder at the thought of what could happen.
An hour later, you were dressed in a simple yellow sundress that hung to mid-thigh, with thin straps, and a deep neckline, white wedge sandals and your hair pinned up off your neck. After one last check in the mirror, you headed down to the kitchen where you found Jensen waiting. He had changed into light blue jeans and a dark green cotton polo, his brown boots, and an FBBC baseball cap. The sight of him always sort of knocked you over and made you reflect on how gorgeous of a man he was, but that night he looked particularly good and you were mildly excited about going out now.
“Well damn,” he whistled when you walked into the room. “Maybe we’ll stay in after all.” You could feel his eyes lustfully wash over you.
“Now who’s the junkie?” you teased and dropped your purse on the counter as you pulled out your cell. “I need a picture though, I promised Dee I would send her one. She misses you.”
“Well the feeling is mutual,” he smiled and came up from behind you as you raised the camera to take a picture of you together.
After snapping a few pictures, you selected your favorite and texted it to Danneel.
<<Wish you were here, beautiful. This man and I miss you something fierce.
“Hey, add me to that...” he pouted as he watched you craft the text over your shoulder. “I want the picture, too.”
You rested your head back on his shoulder and laughed. “Really?”
“Yes, really. Why do you find it so hard to believe that I want to have pictures of you? Or be seen in public with you? I thought we were passed all this.”
“We are… I just--” you shrugged, and went back to sending the text to Danneel, and to him. “Never mind. Come on, let’s go eat.”
“No, no,” he said, grabbing your wrist as you started walking away. “Not until I’m sure you get it. Tonight, you’re with me. We’re not going out as friends, and if people talk, fuck ‘em. I got nothing to hide.”
“Okay,” you whispered. “I trust you.”
“Good. Now, let’s eat. Got myself an appetite after that evening swim,” he winked and folded your hand into his.
The Culinary Dropout restaurant in Austin had a table waiting for you and brought you promptly back to it upon arriving. Jensen pulled out the chair for you, then took the seat across from you and took off his cap, setting it aside.
“Ever been here before?” he asked, picking up a menu and looking at the beer list.
“No, not yet. Danneel and I tried a place last week that was great, but I can’t for the life of me remember the name.”
“Couldn’t have been that good then,” he chuckled.
“Well, she was being very distracting,” you shrugged nonchalantly.
“Yeah, she has a habit of doing that, doesn’t she?”
“Boy, does she.”
You noticed Jensen lower his menu, and you did the same to meet his gaze. “So, this is all working, isn’t it?”
You snorted a laugh. “Our little modern-day family experiment?”
“That’s one way to say it, yeah. I mean, two months in and things are okay--better than okay. At least I think so.”
“I have no complaints,” you said softly, casting your eyes back down to your menu.
Jensen went to say something, but the phone buzzing from his pocket stopped him. He fished it out and looked at the notification, a wide smile across his face before turning the phone and showing it to you.
Two texts from Danneel:
>>Kiddos and I miss you! [Attached a picture of Danneel and all three kids on the cruise ship]
>>Enjoy your time at home with Y/N, baby. You two need some quality alone time. Love you! xo
“I guess things really are good, huh?” he said tucking the phone away.
“Too good,” you mumbled, half kidding, half nervous that you were just tempting fate.
A few minutes later, the waitress arrived at your table, introduced herself with a polite smile and immediately admitted to knowing who Jensen was; big fan, and all that. Once she got the gushing over with, he happily signed a blank ticket for her, and she proceeded to take your orders. She left to put it in with the kitchen and that’s when Jensen reached across the table and took your hand.
“You alright?” he asked, lightly rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. “You look nervous.”
“I don’t want to be. But I guess I am a little. This is new for me, Jensen. Being so open about being with you. It’s been such a closely guarded secret for me, I think I just need to get used to it.”
“I know. That’s part of why I was insisted on coming out. It’s important to me that you be more a part of things.”
“What, things?”
“Everything. You’re already part of the home with Dee and the kids. I want you to be with me more. Come with me when I travel sometimes. Visit Vancouver, get to know my friends there.”
“You--really?” you breathed, knowing you shouldn’t be surprised, but still felt blindsided about being so exposed to his world. “Aren’t you scared of backlash? What we have here isn’t exactly conventional. I know you both say, fuck it, but, come on… no need to throw it everyone’s face.”
“That’s not why I want you with me, Y/N. I want you with me because I love you and I still feel like there’s so much I don’t know about you.”
“Hence Dee’s comment about quality alone time?” you teased.
Jensen considered that for a moment and shrugged with his expression. “Yeah, pretty much. So, if you’re done being all skeptical, can you please relax and enjoy this?”
“Yes, Jensen,” you replied sweetly and squeezed his hand. You were on the verge of asking him some innocuous get-to-know-you kind of question when fate took its queue and walked over in the form of a fan.
“Um, excuse me, Jensen! Hi! I’m so, so sorry to interrupt your guy’s dinner, but I am a huge fan, and I was wondering if I could take a quick picture with you!?”
Jensen smiled up at her, and you slowly retracted your hand from him, but not before his fan noticed and then looked at you. You watched as the realization dawned on her face that you were not, in fact, Danneel. The woman’s expression went through several stages of understanding before she turned back to Jensen, with an awkward smile.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude…”
“You’re not, darlin’, I’m happy to take a picture. Got your camera?”
She pulled it from her back pocket and opened the camera app, but you could feel the side-eyed glances she was throwing your way.
“Want me to take it for you?” you offered.
“S-Sure, thanks,” she replied hesitantly and handed you the phone.
You took a few pictures, making sure she ended up with a few good ones. She thanked him again, threw you one more suspicious glance and quickly walked away as if she had just stolen something and needed a quick getaway.
When she was gone, the waitress came back with your drinks and the appetizer Jensen ordered. Alone again, you looked to him as he sipped on his pint of beer. When he saw the bewilderment on your face, he chuckled.
“Something wrong?”
“Did you notice how she looked at me?”
He shook his head. “No, how?”
“Suspiciously. The second she realized I wasn’t Danneel, her whole demeanor changed. You seriously didn’t notice?”
“No,” he said. “I didn’t. Because--”
“I know, you don’t care. You and Dee have made that abundantly clear,” you laughed and sipped at your glass of wine. “I just don’t want to see anything you’ve worked so hard to create, fall apart because of a lifestyle choice you made.”
“If a lifestyle choice brings down my career, I didn’t have a very solid one, to begin with.”
You gave him a ‘really’ look and rolled your eyes. “Fine. I will lay off and just enjoy the night out. I am pretty hungry and that looks amazing…” you said, pointing at the plate in front of you.
Once the meals were finished, Jensen escorted you from the restaurant and as you casually strolled down the sidewalk hand in hand, you could feel that passersby were watching you. Jensen must have felt it too, because he picked up the pace a little and ushered you towards the car, opening your door for you, allowing you to quickly slipped inside.
Just as he joined you and started the engine, the small group of photographers that had been behind you, pointed their cameras at the car and began clicking away.
“You were saying?” you mumbled then passed him a look of ‘I told you so’.
“So they took pictures, so what? Here, I’ll give ‘em something to focus on,” he smirked, wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you in, kissing you with a heated purpose. Immediately parting your lips with his tongue and caressing your cheek with his hand. When he finally pulled back, you were light-headed and swimming in the feeling of the wine and his lips.
“Can we go home now, please?” you pleaded softly, placing your hand on his knee and sliding it up to his thigh. “It’s so much nicer there. Quiet, private… no need for clothes…”
“Well, when you put it that way…” Jensen shrugged, put the car in gear and sped off past the small hoard and off towards home.
By the time coffee was ready the next morning, the pictures were already circulating online. It didn’t take more than a few hours for them to make the tabloid rounds, hitting TMZ and other similar sites by sunrise the following day. The captions varied from ‘SUPERNATURAL’ Star Jensen Ackles Caught Cheating! To Jensen Ackles Caught With an Escort! Some were worse than others, but all of them together felt overwhelming and caused a deep worry about how life would be from that point on.
“We need to warn Danneel,” you said as Jensen passed you a cup of coffee with a rather dismissive gaze making you question what he was thinking. “What? You don’t think she deserves to know? On a trip with the kids… anyone could approach her, and say--”
“She knows,” he said calmly, as he sipped at his own mug. “I called her last night after you fell asleep.”
“Oh, okay. Good. Is she alright? I mean… some of those articles were brutal. Hell, are you okay?”
Jensen placed down his mug and gently took your cheeks between his hands. “I’m fine, Y/N. Dee is fine. Let them say whatever they want, okay?” He left his fingers to glide from your cheeks, down your neck on either side and out to your shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. “I promise we’ll handle it. For now, though, let’s just enjoy a few days of alone time before everyone’s home then I have to leave. Can you do that with me?”
You felt your nerves calm a little and nodded. “Yes, Jensen. I can do that for you.”
“Good girl,” he hummed, narrowing his eyes in contemplation. “I got an idea. Why don’t we have a lazy day in? We’ll make a bunch of food, watch a whole lot of movies. Just stay in and lay low. Sound good?”
“Music to my ears,” you said, a wide smile of relief accompanying your reply. “As long as I stay in my pajamas all day.”
“I’d prefer if you were in nothing, but that’ll do,” he said and nodded towards your current choice of a tank top and boy shorts.
“Do you ever not think about sex?”
“Who said anything about sex? I’m not allowed to appreciate something this beautiful when I see it?” he asked, allowing his eyes to slowly linger along the curves of your body, as his tongue absently darted out over his bottom lip.
You shook your head, climbed off the kitchen stool and picked up your mug as you strolled towards the family room. “Come on, I have a few ideas of what we can watch. Then maybe you’ll get me how you want me in the end.”
For the rest of the day, neither you nor Jensen picked up your phones solely in an effort to avoid the never-ending stream of notifications. By the time evening rolled around, you had gone through two of the movies from the Conjuring Universe, one old western, and half of Pulp Fiction before you and Jensen had fallen asleep on the couch.
Over the next two days, you enjoyed the quiet time you had with him and having the entire house to yourselves while you did. By the end of the week, the rest of the family returned home from a leisurely vacation through New England and Eastern Canada. The kids went on and on about their adventures while you and Jensen listened as they talked over each other excitedly. They exhausted themselves just from the recap and all easily went off to bed. You offered to get them all ready and tucked in, so Jensen and Danneel could have some time to themselves to reconnect with each other after an extended absence.
A few hours later, you were seated out on the porch, with a book open on your lap as you sipped on a glass of wine. The air was surprisingly cold despite the consistent, overwhelming heat during the days. That night there was a breeze coming in off the water that was strong enough to delicately lift a few strands of hair every now and again, as you read half-heartedly, not really seeing the words on the page.
The sound of someone stepping into the room brought your attention away from the book. Jensen was in his boxer briefs and black V-neck t-shirt, his hair soft and wildly unkempt. He wore a half-smile, but his eyes were tired and something in his expression looked as if he was deeply contemplative. He found his way to the lounge where you were sitting and took the book from your hand. Gently, Jensen placed it on the floor without a word, he laid down beside you and placed his head in your lap.
You wanted to ask him what was wrong, but Jensen had never been the type to shy away from a conversation, or need to be begged to talk. He was quiet for a reason, and you wanted to be the soft place he could fall when he needed time to reflect on whatever was mulling around in his head. Slowly, you raked your fingers through his hair, lightly dragging your nails down his neck towards his shoulder, then back up through. He closed his eyes and hummed lightly with each pass along his neck. He turned his head around to look up, his half-smile growing into a genuine, thoughtful one.
“I’m glad you’re here,” he rasped, then turned his head back and wrapped an arm around your legs. You thought you felt him tighten his grip, ever so slightly, but a moment later when Danneel came into the room, he let go completely and sat up.
“Hey,” she smiled, and walked to the lounge, bending to kiss your cheek softly. “How’s the book?” she asked and motioned towards the book on the floor. “Enjoying it?”
“Yeah, it’s great. I’m nearly done.”
“The end is just so, so good. You have to let me know when you finish.” She was making small talk, and though you were just going with the flow, it felt forced and awkward. Coupled with how Jensen came into the room, you had a feeling that things were about to drastically change.
“Ok, so what’s going on with you two? You’re both being weird.”
You watched as they exchanged an uncomfortable glance. Jensen’s brow furrowed slightly when his silent question went unanswered by her and cast his eyes to the ground as he leaned back on the small lounge, resting his arm along the back.
“We’re fine, honey. Promise. Just… I have news. I should have told you two, together, but I told Jensen first. I’m sorry, I hope you’re not upset.”
“No, why would I be? He’s your husband, of course, he should know things first.”
“He’s ours,” she said and winked, but let her expression fall when she saw how unamused Jensen was. “Ok, good. I’m glad you’re so understanding… it makes the next part a bit easier.”
“Well now you’re scaring me a little,” you chuckled nervously, and drew your knees up under your butt, and leaned back. You felt Jensen’s fingertips brush against your shoulder and felt comforted by his touch.
“Sorry, it’s nothing bad. It’s actually pretty amazing news. I got offered a part in a feature film!”
“What?! That’s awesome! I’m so happy for you!” you replied excitedly, a wave of relief washing over you. Of all the things you thought she could possibly say, landing a role in a film was the furthest from your mind. “What’s the movie? Where do you have to go? When?”
“Yeah, I’ve heard all this. I’m going to bed,” Jensen said abruptly and stood up. “You ladies talk, I need some shut-eye.” He turned and left then. No kiss goodnight, not even a glance in either of your directions. With the way he left, you were fairly certain he wouldn’t be sharing the big bed tonight; chances were better, that later you’d find him curled up in the guest room.
Once he had disappeared back inside, Danneel took over his seat, slumping down with a sigh. “He’s mad at me for leaving.” She was matter-of-fact about it, which was not her usual reaction to any sort of disagreement with Jensen. They were by no means a perfect couple, and in all the time you’d known them, they’ve had their fair share of arguments. This felt… different.
Shit, not again… you thought and tried to steel yourself for what else was to come.
“What’s the big deal? You’ve gone off to work since the kids have been born.”
“It’s not that…”
“Then what? Where do you have to go?”
“Greece. For three months,” she replied, the excitement in her voice bleeding through in the simple response.
“That’s incredible! So, what’s the problem? That you’re half a world away for three months?”
“Partially,” she breathed and shrugged. “I couldn’t get much more out of him. He’s pissed and he’ll talk to me about it eventually I suppose.”
“But, why?” There was something she was holding back, you knew her well enough that you could feel it radiating off of her.
“Maybe because it's like you said… three months in Greece, I can’t take the kids, he hates the director--”
“What? Come on...” you laughed, dismissing her fears with a wave of your hand. “Jensen doesn’t hate anyone.”
“Oh, he hates Maurice. Mostly because I used to sleep with him, and he’s way older.”
“Seriously? Come on, Dee. Jensen doesn’t care about some guy you slept with a million years ago.”
She seemed reflective for a moment, her honey-brown eyes lost somewhere in memory. When she came back to the present, a cool, steely gaze was living in the lines of her expression.
“How was he while we were gone?”
“Other than missing everyone, he seemed fine. Why?”
“No reason,” she scoffed, but then raised and dropped her brows quickly in annoyance.
You also noticed the slight roll of her eyes, which bothered you as well. For the first time since being with them and witnessing a disturbance in the usual domestic bliss, you felt yourself take sides… and it wasn’t hers.
“Who knows with him, really. He’s been different with me lately. Maybe it’s just work or the stress of the last season. I don’t know,” she said and leaned her head on your shoulder and hooked her arm through yours. “Nothing we’ll figure out tonight though. I’m beat. Can we talk about the details of the job in the morning? I’m really going to need your help if I’m going to make this job work.”
“Sure, whatever you want,” you replied, though really, you wanted to throw a million questions at her, including how she felt about the exposure of their unique family dynamic. Instead, you stayed quiet for the time being and rolled with the punches.
“You’re the best, you know that?” Danneel leaned in and kissed your cheek. Keeping her hand on yours, she stood from the lounge and tried to pull you up with her. “I am absolutely exhausted and am ready to go crash. Care to join me?”
“Yeah, but you go ahead. I’ll be along in a minute,” you replied with a sweet smile that faded quickly once she was out of sight. Feeling like there was another shift coming, you took a moment to take a few deep breaths, retrieve the book off the floor and slowly stand from the lounge. There was something off in both her and Jensen and your mind began to go crazy wondering what was said between them.
Later, when she was softly snoring, you were still awake, laying on your back and staring at the ceiling. The bed felt empty without Jensen in it, and you couldn’t stop thinking about how Danneel reacted when you said Jensen had been fine while she was gone. There was always that nagging concern in the back of your mind that this family you had joined would somehow crumble before it even began. It was just fear talking, something you knew, but still had a hard time letting go of.
There was so much to discuss with both of them--both Danneel’s new job and the fallout from the reporters capturing you and Jensen together at the restaurant and subsequent rumors after--but at that moment, you couldn’t care less about any of it. Your thoughts were firmly on Jensen.
You got up from the bed, threw on your light cotton robe, and tip-toed through the house, systematically checking on the kids fast asleep in their beds as you went. Upon reaching the guest room door, you thought you could hear the ambient lull of the television; the glow under the door confirming your suspicion. Quietly, you opened the door and expected to find him passed out, remote in hand. To your surprise, Jensen was sitting up, watching golf with heavy lids and fighting to stay awake.
“Hey,” he mumbled, sitting up a little straighter as you came into the room. “You alright?”
“I’m fine. I came to check on you.”
A contented little smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth before he flipped the covers back and patted the place beside him on the bed. You crawled in and curled up into him as he covered you back up and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You snaked your arm around his chest and buried your face into his side, drawing in a long, deep breath of his scent.
“I’m alright,” he said, but you were sure he was lying. “Just a long day.”
“That’s why you're here, and not in our bed, right?”
He didn’t speak, and you didn’t have to look up to know he was giving you a certain kind of look.
“Thought you and Dee could use the time to talk, that’s all.”
“About her new job?”
“Among other things,” he replied, then pointed the remote at the television and turned off the tournament.
“You didn’t have to shut it off.”
“I’d rather look at you then middle-aged men in ugly pants.”
You chuckled and slowly lifted the hem of his shirt, to leave a warm, longing kiss on his skin. “Can’t say that I hate that…” you purred, continuing to trail kisses down his abdomen, towards the top of his boxers.
“Baby…” Jensen breathed and was clearly fighting the urge to forcibly move your head towards his rapidly growing erection. “You don’t have too…”
“Shhh. Close your eyes,” you whispered, slipping your fingers delicately between the waistband and his flesh. “Let me take care of you, Jensen. Let me help you sleep.”
Jensen didn’t say another word. Instead, he laced his fingers through your hair, grabbing a fistful to lift up your gaze, as the loose strands feel to frame your face and cast the impish smile you wore into the shadows. His intense, yet tired eyes bore into you, making you crave him even more. You held his stare but continued to work his boxers down far enough, for his dick to be free of restraint.
Trying to move your head to take him in, he held you up for a brief moment, then slowly released his grip. He watched you as you pressed your lips to the silky tip, already slick with anticipation, and then ran your tongue down his shaft. Having him watch you as you licked, sucked and worked his cock over was an instant turn on. Knowing you had that kind of power over him--despite him being in charge when it came to acts such as this--made you wet and needy. The worst part was, Jensen knew it.
Just before he was ready to cum, he pulled your head up and without saying a word, told you what he wanted from you. Sitting up, you untied the robe and tossed it aside; leaving yourself completely nude and ready for whatever he wanted. He pushed off the boxers the rest of the way but leaned back against the headboard and watched as you climbed onto his lap. He barely needed to touch you, much less run his hand up your slit, to feel how badly you wanted him. Positioning yourself over him, you were going to let him slide up and fill you slowly in an attempt to make him squirm.
“Why do I fall apart the very second you touch me,” you breathed, already drunk on the idea of feeling him inside you.
“Because, you like how I put you back together again,” he rasped in reply, his desire for you showing in his dark and lustful green eyes.
Jensen, being the impatient man he was, grabbed your hips and slammed you down onto him. Biting back the scream that wanted to erupt, you gripped his shoulders as his head bent into your breasts to muffle his own sounds. He didn’t last long, nor did you. Heavy breaths and needy whispers were exchanged closely, intimately until both of your bodies were shaking with pleasure. When it was finished, you laid down beside him and curled up into the crook of his shoulder. He murmured something unintelligible as his eyes flutter closed and you watched the man you loved finally fall asleep.
The talk Jensen wanted you to have with Danneel never did happen; nor did she ever bring up the incident with the reporters or articles. Instead, over coffee the following morning you talked with her about how things would be while she was gone; wanting to be sure you were okay with it all but never really diving into anything deeper. Jensen and Danneel never seemed to completely reconcile from whatever was spoken between them the night before, and when Jensen left for Vancouver again later that evening, their goodbye was strained and awkward. Despite how they left things, the three of you carried on for the next few weeks as if nothing had changed, when clearly so much already had.
Since the articles started to pop up, speculating about who you were and why Jensen was with you that night, you had lost the three new clients signed up in July. Your clientele continued to dwindle until there were only two regular clients left; one for personal training, and one for massage. Any time you tried to approach the topic with Danneel, she would wave you off, acting as if it was no big deal. She would mumble something about it all blowing over, but the idea began to weigh on you that SHE was the one waiting for it all to blow over so she could pretend it never happened.
The day finally came for Danneel to leave, and everyone was quiet and rather sulky through her last day at the house. There was no big send-off, no big goodbye; which was just what she wanted. She said goodnight to the children on a Monday evening and was quietly gone by the time the sun rose on Tuesday. Jensen was home for the day after she left wanting to be there for the kids in case they started to miss their mom. His presence was enough to divert their attention away from her leaving, and onto more fun things until they were tucked in and sleeping.
The real chaos of the household change didn’t come for another week. With both parents gone, the kids pushed their boundaries, and if not for the help of their nanny, Rita, you may have lost your mind. They missed their mom, missed their dad, and while they loved you, it just wasn’t the same. Fatigue was setting in along with the frustration of the day to day schedule for both them and the house, and you didn’t understand how Danneel did it all on a regular basis.
It was a Friday, and Jensen thought he may be home the next day, depending on the filming schedule. Wanting to be sure to have some of his favorite things in the house, you left the children with Rita and headed out to Target with a list and a solid plan to get everything you wanted to get. By the time you drove the ten minutes across town and parked the car, you felt physically drained and slightly nauseous. Chalking it up to the relentless heat, you made your way through the store, gathering everything you wanted for both Jensen and the children, and maybe a few intimate items for yourself. You had missed him terribly and thought maybe some treats for the bedroom would make him happy upon his return the next day.
As you were walking through the aisles, the slight bit of nausea bowled you over causing you to ditch the cart and run for the nearest bathroom. Once there, the remnants of lunch came up quickly, leaving you on the bathroom floor and reeling from the sudden burst of sickness. As you got up, flushed and made your way to the sinks, you tried to think what it could have been that sent you running for the bathroom. Lunch was a simple salad with grilled chicken, the breakfast was also very light and everyone seemed fine from it.
You retrieved your cart and started making your way towards the cashiers, still trying to understand where the sudden burst of nausea came from. None of the kids had been sick, it couldn’t have been the food, maybe it was the heat… Then it hit you; the thought made you stop cold in the middle of the main walkway of the Target. You turned around and walked back a few paces, leaving the cart where it was, you turned and started looking through the aisles by the pharmacy. There, under the pharmacy’s window hung the pregnancy tests.
Swallowing thickly, you picked up the first one you saw and the moment your fingers touched the box, you knew… Though he hadn’t been around too much in the last month, there was that night in the pool when he had surprised you by coming home early… and several more times over those few days where it was a free for all and no thought was given to any sort of protection. The wave of nausea struck again, but this time it was from the absolute certainty, that if you were to take that test you held in your hand, there would be two lines in the window, not just one.
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My Favorite Memory
Jensen Ackles X Reader
Prompt: I refuse to grow older unless it's with you
Warnings: 18+! Language, fluff, smut (oral, female receiving), dom!Jensen, Daddy kink, praise kink.
Summary: With Supernatural ending, Jensen finally decided to make something of his relationship with Y/n, in front of his family and friends during a panel, his last San Diego Con
// A/N: This is for @negans-lucille-tblr. Nothing against Jensen's wife Danneel, this is just a fic. Italics mean flashback, read more here
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Jensen glanced around the green room, chuckling lightly and shaking his head, but deep down this was a difficult con for him, not just him, Jared and Misha as well. He couldn’t believe it, 15 years of Supernatural, the family it gave him. He glanced at the door and smiled, watching her walk in, gave him the woman of his heart, Jared wasn’t the only one who found his love on the set, granted, his much later in life, and he hadn’t popped the question.
Her laugh brought him back to earth as she talked with Briana and Kim, “okay, but I love these fans… that woman got my look down perfectly” she grinned. She glanced back at him and her smile widen before making her way towards him.
“Hey hot stuff” she grinned, causing him to smile and uncross his legs, pulling her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her with a smile. “Hey beautiful, how were your photo ops?” he asked.
She smiled, “fucking awesome, a lot of people really ship our characters, more than I thought” she chuckled, “had a cute little boy dressed as Dean, it was super adorable” he couldn’t contain his smile as he listened, watching every little crinkle her eyes made, or the dimples showing when her smile reached her eyes.
Jared runs up to Jensen, a grin on his face, “dude, I saw the new girl, the chick playing the new huntress, and she’s gorgeous, even Gen thinks so” he said, Jensen laughed, shaking his head, “dude, she might not last long…” he had started to say until he caught a glimpse of Y/h/c hair run past them and towards the makeup trailer.
Jared grinned, watching Jensen before nodding, “yes,” he moved and shook his head, walking into the makeup trailer, “Y/n, nice meeting you again” he grinned, the woman turned, smiling lightly and nodding, “you too Jared” her voice was like honey, Jensen couldn’t believe that Jared was right for once, okay, maybe he was right all the times, but he didn’t believe him when it came to women, since he was with Gen.
As soon as his green eyes met her Y/e/c eyes, Jensen knew he was goner, he knew he couldn’t, wouldn't want anyone else, he was locked.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, laying her head on his shoulder after, closing her eyes she yawned, before looking around, then looking at him. “How are you holding up baby?” she asked softly.
He shrugged, “ ‘m fine I guess” he muttered, the truth was, he was nervous, sad, too many emotions at the moment. “It sucks because this is our last San Diego comic con, and I know it's not like our last but it is with this family,” he says, earning a frown from her.
“I know, we’ll all still see each other, but it won’t be the same, not in the slightest” he spoke, shaking his head he moved her off his lap as they called for everyone for the last panel. She turned, pulling him into a hug, “hey, once a family always a family, alright, it will still be the same, the pranks, the happiness, nothing will change” she stated. He nodded, and bites his cheek lightly, before bending slightly, pressing a small kiss on her lips, “you’re right, bug” he mumbles.
“I’m always right, now. Let's go to our last, San Diego panel baby” she says with a smirk, before taking his hand in her small one and walking out of the room and for Hall H. He couldn’t help but move his arm, and wrap it around her shoulders as they walked. “I know you’re always right, but there points where I am too honey” he grinned. Like at the moment as his other hand played with the tiny box in his pocket.
They started introducing everyone, earning cheers from the audience as they moved for their seats. They start off with some small talk, laughs, and Misha telling the audience about their promise.
Soon the questions start and Jensen can’t look out at the audience, his heart was aching, and he felt the tears fill his eyes. “So, this is your last San Diego convention, the soon to be last season of your show. What are you all feeling at this moment?” they asked. Jensen glanced at Y/n before smiling softly.
“Well… at first,” he starts, looking up, “I was sad, and upset because in my head it feels like the last one ever” he bites at his lip, chewing at it for a moment, “that as soon as filming is over, for season 15, that we’ll all stop talking, but the wise words of someone I know, told me that, Once a family, always a family, it will be the same, from the pranks, the happiness, nothing will change, so… I’m sad, yeah, but I’m also happy to have the family I do now”
Y/n smiled, leaning over and pressing a kiss to his cheek gently, before nodding, “she sounds like a genius,” she grinned, earning a laugh from the audience, “but he’s right, even including all of you, we’re still a family, doesn’t matter if the show ends, or if this is our last San Diego convention, family is family.”
Jensen nodded, standing up after nodding at Jared, he grabbed a microphone and moved waling around, “I know one thing. Family is important to me, and I actually could use some help at the moment, I need the lights off, and I need everyone to pull their phones out, and turn their flashlights on” he says, soon everyone followed his instructions, the whole hall was dark, until the flashlights started lighting up.
“So, the reason behind all of this, is that I’ve finally decided to do something, something that I’ve known from the beginning that I would do,” he said with a grin, glancing back at Y/n, “come stand by me beautiful,” he says nodding softly.
She raised a brow, her heartbeat quicken as she moved to stand near him, she couldn’t think of what he would do so she just held his hand with a smile.
“As you all know, Y/n is the love of my life, I knew from the moment I saw her in the makeup trailer from her first day on the show, from her smile reaching her eyes when she talks about the little things that excite her.” At this moment the whole audience went quiet, some aww’s coming from the audience, but all Y/n could do was look at Jensen, her heart racing faster as he talked.
“From that pout on her lips when she realized she forgot to record her favorite show, or when she pokes my side when I’m not giving her attention, in those moments I realized something, that thing I realized, is I refuse to grow older unless it's with you. I want to grow old with you, I want to have kids, I want a family, mostly, I want you to have my last name, so Y/n Y/l/n will you please do me the honor and become Y/n Ackles?” he asked, kneeling down onto one knee.
Y/n couldn’t fight the tears as she listened to Jensen, before nodding quickly, “y-yes... God yes!” she cried out, the audience cheered loudly as he stood up and pulled her into a small kiss with a grin playing on his lips. He pulled away, smiling as he nodded, the lights coming back on, and looking down at her, “I’m the luckiest person on earth” he whispered softly.
“Oh trust me… I’ll show you lucky later baby” she spoke, a smirk upon her lips as she glanced up at him through her lashes, making him cough softly, before grinning himself and biting his lip lightly, “we’ll see about that” he smirked, before moving to go sit down to finish the panel.
~~~ After The Con ~~~
Y/n wrapped her arms around Briana, smiling, “give him hell girlie” Briana whispered, making Y/n laugh loudly and her face flush bright red as she pulled away, shaking her head at the blonde before looking at Jensen who was already looking at her with a smirk, then a wink as he nodded for the door.
She hugged Kim bye, before walking for the door, a smirk on her face as she grabbed Jensen’s jacket and pulled him along.
Once in the elevator, Jensen pinned her to the wall, looking down, his bottom lip between her teeth, “camera’s Jay..” she whispered, “don’t worry about those, baby girl, got it?” he whispered, leaning down to kiss at her jaw lightly, a smirk on his face as she shivered, “yes daddy.” “Gotta make you want me fully when we get to our room doll” he growled lightly, he moved and kissed down her neck, moving her hair away.
She purred lightly, trying to pull him to kiss at him, “nu-uh baby girl” he said, growling softly, “I’m in charge, not you” his voice was dark and low enough to make her moan lightly. The elevator stopped, and he drags her for their room, holding her wrist lightly.
She bites her cheek as she watches him try to grab his key, she laughed lightly, grabbing hers and opening the door, “easy there daddy,” she smirked, earning a growl from him and the next thing she feels is her back against the wall, before she smirked, “go sit daddy… I have a surprise for you” she smirked, before shoving him lightly and moving for the bathroom, earning a groan from him, before he moved and started to strip his clothes, thankful that he didn’t get pissed.
Glancing in the mirror, she takes a deep breath and moves to change quickly. She moved and nodded before she opened the door, “Jens, baby” she hummed lightly. He glanced up, a smirk on his face, “I knew you bought those” he smirked, standing up, and in three longs strides he picked her up, holding her against him, glancing down at the dark red lingerie set.
He held her up, kissing down her neck and jaw lightly, sucking softly, “so fucking thankful that you said yes baby girl” he spoke, pulling away before dropping her on the bed, “fuck I really am a lucky man” he grinned, his eyes darkening as they traveled down her body. “Well, if you don’t get fucking started honey, this baby girl is gonna do it herself” she purred.
He growled, before moving and pushing to lie between her legs, his shoulders holding her opened as he started to kiss up her inner leg, reaching her inner thigh before switching for the other side, hearing her gasp, he smirked, “the neighbors will know my name after tonight baby” he breathed against her covered mound, making her back arch as she bites at her lip. “Jay, please need you” her voice wavered.
He smiled, shaking his head before continuing what he was doing, now pressing a small kiss, before dragging his tongue along her panties, he growled feeling how wet she was, “all for me, baby? You’ve been thinking of this all day haven’t you” he smirked.
“Hard not too, especially after the promise I gave you earlier.” Her voice was quiet like she couldn’t trust it and that made him smirk.
He sat up, earning a whine, making him growl lightly, “you did not just whine baby girl, you know better” he smirked. She quickly shook her head but whimpered again when he started to pull her panties down and making her whimper, “who do you belong to, baby?” his voice was still low and deep, turning her on even more.
“G-God... Y-you daddy” she moaned, wishing for his touch, but nothing happens, she glances up, or was about to until she felt the bed dip, and his mouth back on her, “Jesus f-fuck” she moaned, gripping the sheets with one hand, using the other to run through his hair, his beard scratching her thighs making her heat up more.
His tongue drove her crazy, especially since he knew what exactly to do to make her scream. He slowly circled his tongue around her clit, making her pull at his hair as he smirked, before he slid down, teasing her entrance before moving back up, sucking her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it quickly, “J-Jay please… need you, just c-come up here” she growled, before squeaking after his hand collided with her thigh, “try again princess” his voice rang softly in her ears.
She whimpered, biting her lip as she looked down at him, “please daddy” she moaned, he thinks, shaking his head as he slowly kissed her thigh, “no baby” he smirked as she threw her head back on the pillows. He watched her reaction, before slowly sitting up, “bra off. Now, princess.”
She sat up quickly, reaching behind her and unclipping it quickly, before throwing it across the room and watching him. He moved, crawling up her body, kissing every piece of skin that he can, “you’re so perfect baby girl” he whispered, before his eyes reach hers, fully hovering over her, her face was flushed but she nodded softly.
Both moan and groan at the same time as he entered her slowly, biting her lip she wrapped her legs around his waist, she closed her eyes, feeling him stretch her out, no matter how many times they fucked, or made love, it always felt like the first time.
He waited for a moment before he felt her move and took that as a hint before he slowly started to thrust, “fuck baby girl” he moaned, dipping his head between her shoulder and neck, kissing and marking his, before he slowly started to speed up, making her moan out, as he moved, slow, deep and long, using his arms to hold her thighs back, letting him move deeper.
He looked down at her, smiling as he watched her, listening to the noises she only makes for him. He lowered his head, sucking a nipple into his mouth, letting his tongue roll around it, before sitting up and moving to hold her thighs, moving faster as he moaned, growling as he felt her tighten, “that’s it baby girl, let go, I know you want to” hearing him tell her it was okay made her reach around, dragging her nails down his back roughly as she clenched around him, reaching her first high for the night.
He didn’t stop, continuing his assault as her nails in his back just made him move harder and faster, he continued moving, feeling her tighten around him again, grinning, he reached a finger between them and rubbing her clit quickly, “I want you to hold this one, hold until I tell you to let go” he growled, leaning down to nibble at her neck, sucking and marking what's his again and more.
She moved her hips with him, crying out, trying to keep with him, waiting for permission to cum, hating that he got like this. He grinned, rolling his hips into hers before slamming them roughly, “fuck…” he moaned, feeling her clench around him, he groaned, before he pulled out and flipped her to her stomach and pulled her up more, before entering her again, slamming into her. She cried out, burying her face into the pillow, holding the sheets, tight and crying his name with each slam into him.
“B-baby, please” she moaned, “daddy” she replaced it after his hand came across her ass roughly. “I’m so close Daddy” she begged, crying out. Jensen growled, nodding “baby girl, do it let it go honey” she moaned, crying out his name as she tightened around him, holding tightly to the blankets, digging her knees into the bed. He groaned, stilling as bottomed out in her, groaning as he kissed and sucked at her neck.
After riding out their highs, he pulled out, panting before falling beside her on the bed, a smile as he pants, “we definitely started a family for sure after that baby” he grinned, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her against him, placing a kiss on her forehead, as he held her. She chuckled lightly, biting at her lip, “maybe honey, but if we did, the weddings either happening before or like months after we have the baby” she smiled.
He shakes his head as she turned, laying her head on his chest, looking at the ring on her finger, “how long have you been planning this baby?’ she asked softly.
He smiled softly, biting at his cheek, thinking, “I’ve had the ring since our fourth date... And planning to do it here, since I heard it was our last one, I wanted in front of family and friends, the fans,” he grinned, “make a memorable last San Diego Convention.”
She smiled, “oh, it will always be my favorite memory,” she whispered, “I can’t wait to grow old with you Ackles” she kissed him gently, "and start a family with you" she added with a smile. She pulled away, before standing up, and digging through his bag, pulling one of his shirts on, "now it's bedtime, you killed me Ackles" she laughed softly.
She cuddled back into him after laying in bed, closing her eyes, she kept the ring on, loving the feeling. "I love you Jensen" she whispered. "I love you Y/n, more than words can say" he whispered.
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Summary - Some words are better remained unspoken but not always. Sometimes it better to just confess.
Pairing - Jensen x Reader, past Jensen x OFC Sarah
Warning - Fluff, angst-ish, secret relationship, smut (18+), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral sex (female receiving), swearing, insecurities, mentions of betrayal.
Word Count - 3178
Square Filled - Rockstar!Jensen ( @spndeanbingo ); Confessions ( @anyfandomgoesbingo )
A/N - This is written for my challenge "Chan's 500 followers challenge".
Request by @deanwanddamons - Hey hon! Huge congratulations on 500 followers! You deserve it 💞 Could you write ‘3. How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?’ Jensen and Y/N 😘 (Hope you like it and sorry it got so long)
Beta'd by the lovely @miss-nerd95 (she is such a sweetheart! Thank you so much)
The beautiful spn dividers by @talesmaniac89
I love the Ackles fam, but for the sake of this fic, Jensen is single and was never married to Danneel.
Your eyes were focused on the man on stage, heart beating loudly as you watched his every movement the way his thick fingers were wrapped around the mic, that little smirk on his face as he sang along to the Eric Church’s song. Your head full of thoughts about what his fingers and mouth could do to you.
“Damn you, really turn me on, paintin' your toenails pink.” He sent you a sideway glance, giving you a knowing smile as he sang the lines. His tongue peeked out of his mouth as it swept over his lips, his action so casual yet it sent the audience into a frenzy. The song enriched by his voice was enough to make you squirm and the memories from last night were not helping you at all.
You should have seen this coming ever since the moment you had stepped into the green room that day, right before the Saturday Night Live. You had smirked to yourself when you saw Jensen's eyes slightly widening at the sight of you in the tight little skirt that you had paired with a see-through button down and matching bra, as you had walked up to him with a glass of wine in your hand.
A blush had crept up your neck when you had felt his eyes all over your body. You had taken a seat right beside him, just to rile him up a bit more. You knew he couldn't even kiss you because no one in the cast knew about your hidden rendezvous. You had furtively glanced at the actor beside you. With one brow raised slightly, Jensen was staring right at you.
“You want to go out there?” You jumped at Richard’s voice, pulling you out from your sinful thoughts. “I know you can sing.”
“You sure? Jensen has set the stage on fire. I don't think I have enough fuel to match that level.” You chuckled, looking out towards the stage as the said man wrapped an arm around Rob’s shoulder, jamming out to the music of the guitar. You hadn't even noticed when he had switched to another song because you were too busy staring at how his biceps flexed under his black shirt with every small movement of his arm. A puff of air left your mouth as he hit a high note in the song.
“Trust me, he will definitely not mind.” Richard winked.
“Um-thanks Speight, but I'd rather stay here and enjoy the show.” You politely declined Richard’s request. Tonight, the stage was a dangerous arena.
You took in a sharp breath as the last notes of the song strung in the air, the crowd erupting into a loud cheer as Rob struck the last chord on his guitar. “Thank you!” Jensen gave a dramatic bow, waving his hands in the air as he was exiting the stage which caused an uproar in the room. Handing over the mic to Rob, the actor left the stage.
“Enjoyed the show, sweetheart?” A smug smile tugged on his lips as he stalked towards you, the look on his face making you go weak in the knees.
“You put on quite a show out there.” You said, placing a hand on his chest.
“What can I say? I am a good performer. There is nothing better than seeing the audience satisfied,” Jensen replied and leaned towards you, bringing his mouth near your ear. “And then leave them begging for more.” Your heart was beating wildly making you gasp as his teeth grazed past your earlobe, a shiver running down your body to your core.
“Jackles!” Jared’s booming voice made you two jump apart. “We are going out for drinks, wanna join?”
“Yeah! Go ahead, I'll...uh-catch up. Y/N’s coming with me too.”
“Uh-okay!” Jared hesitated a bit before he rejoined the awfully jolly group of actors, making their way towards the bar a few blocks away from the convention.
“Ackles, anyone caught your eye yet?” Jared questioned his tv brother, which piqued your interest.
“So, I'm picking up random girls from the bar now to get my dick wet? Jare-” Jensen looked at his best friend with a look of pure disgust in his eyes.
“Jensen, that's not what I-”
“Now, don't start with your relationship crap. You know I don't do relationships anymore.” It wasn't like you didn't expect him to say this, but deep down it still hurt to hear him say that there was no one special in his life. You tuned out the rest of his words as you reminisced about your first night together.
The relationship between you and Jensen was complicated. A few months ago, you had hooked up in his Vancouver apartment after a drunken night and that had started the whole friends with benefit thing. No one knew that you two were sleeping together. It was something you two had decided to keep between yourselves because it wasn't like you were in a relationship, you two just fucked to relieve some tension. Or so you thought. You didn't even realise when you had fallen head over heels for the man but you had managed to keep your mouth shut.
Your eyes roamed around the room until it landed on Jensen to see him staring intently at you. An involuntary shiver ran down your body under his strong gaze. You left your seat and went to sit beside him at which he was taken by surprise.
“Miss me already?” He smirked, an eyebrow raised at you.
“Don’t shave.” You said.
“That doesn't answer my que-” the words got stuck in his throat as you placed your hand on his thigh. Jensen stiffened under your touch but thankfully the action went unnoticed by everyone else.
“What d'you think you're doin’?” He asked, his southern accent slipping through.
“Nothing.” You smirked as you hand travelled upwards towards his crotch but no one could see your little teasing session underneath the table. Jensen swallowed thickly as he fidgeted in his seat, trying to adjust his pants and to remove your hand but you were adamant. You coyly palmed his growing excitement as he sucked in a breath.
“Don't challenge me, Y/N/N.” He growled into your ear, your own panties were now ruined. “I can take you right here, right now. You want me to do that, to teach you a lesson for being a bad girl?”
“Where's your self control, Ackles?” You mocked.
Without answering your question, he suddenly stood up. “Y/N’s not feeling so hot. I think it's best if she goes back to the hotel.” Jensen told the cast. You licked your lips when you saw his dominant side jumping out.
“What ‘bout ya?” Jared drunkenly asked.
“She is in the room right beside me and it's too late. I'm going back to the hotel with her. I'm just being a gentleman.” Jensen said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. Everyone said their goodbyes and if anyone suspected anything, they didn't speak up.
A few minutes after leaving the bar, Clif pulled up in front of the bar. You and Jensen slipped into the backseat. That fifteen minutes drive felt like the longest time you had ever been in a car. The tension was so thick between, it could have been cut with a knife. Jensen did his best to restrain himself, so much so he barely looked at you because even Clif wasn't in on your little secret and you wanted to keep it that way.
You had barely closed the door before you felt Jensen’s hands all over your body. He abandoned his leather jacket before pushing you against the wall.
“I wanted to rip off your clothes the moment you walked into the room.” He murmured as he pinned you to the wall, kissing you roughly. “Do you have any idea how hard you made me tonight? Huh?” He breathed into the skin of your neck, making you whimper.
“Jay-uh, you were a t-tease as well. You sang that song tonight o-on purpose.” You breathed out. A gasp left your lips when Jensen hungrily ripped off your shirt and skirt leaving you in nothing but your bra and panties. You hooked your legs behind his back as he effortlessly picked you up and took you to the bed, putting you down before he climbed on top of you. Impatiently, you tugged at the hem of his t-shirt at which Jensen smirked and pulled the shirt over his head before throwing it on the floor. You took in the perfectly toned muscles of his chest and stomach like you were seeing him naked for the very first time, which of course wasn't, when he put a finger under your chin, making you look up at him.
“Like what you see?” He smirked as your hands travelled up to feel his hard pecs. Jensen grabbed your hand and moved them away from his chest as he leaned down to leave a trail of kisses down your body. You shuddered when his mouth found the sweet spot on your neck. He swiftly removed your bra, leaving only in your lacy panties. “You are so beautiful.” He murmured as he took in your naked form.
There wasn't a single part of your body that he didn't touch. His hands travelled all over your body, squeezing and pinching your skin as they moved until finally stopped on your breasts, kneading and massaging them.
“Jay-” you moaned as he continued to nibble at your sensitive skin. His mouth left your neck before latching onto your right nipple, his tongue flicking the bud making you cry out his name. “Oh fuck,” you whimpered as his fingers worked on your other nipple. You could feel him smirking before his mouth released you from its assault, pressing a kiss on the valley of your chest before moving south.
“Fuck baby, you're so wet. Where's your self control?” Jensen grunted when his hand brushed your damp panties before making a quick job of pulling them off you. He left kisses along the inside of both your thighs before you felt his hot breath fanning against where you needed him the most. He pressed a kiss on your aching pussy as you moaned for the hundredth time that night.
“Mhm, you always taste so good.” He growled against your pussy, the vibration of his voice making you shiver in anticipation. He started licking your clit slowly but then he picked up his pace as his tongue worked overtime. Your hands moved downwards, your fingers entangling with his hair. Jensen’s scruff scratched against your thigh, giving you a sweet, burning sensation which you knew would stay as a reminder of his unholy ministrations. His mouth and tongue continued to give you pleasure as the latter went in deep, hungrily eating you out.
“Fuck Jensen!” You exclaimed when you felt the pressure build up. You pulled at his scalp, making him groan against your pussy before he put a finger in you, at which you whimpered. He pumped in twice before adding another, successfully stretching you open.
“Shit!” Your back arched with pleasure as his fingers curled inside you, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. The coil inside you tightened as he kept pumping his fingers.
“Fuck! Fuck Jay!” You mewled as you came on his fingers. He pulled out his fingers, licking them clean, while you tried to steady your breathing. Giving you a quick kiss, he pulled down his pants along with his boxers, his hardened length making you lick your lips at the sight. He took his cock and ran his hand up and down the shaft, the tip of his cock beaded with precum.
“Jensen.” You croaked.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart.” His deep voice growled as he sat there in all his naked glory.
“I-hm, I want you inside me.” Jensen quickly obliged as he lined himself with your entrance. Your mouth both sucked in a breath when he slipped his cock into you.
“You need to move.” He almost pulled out, leaving only his tip inside you before pushing all of him back in again. You buckled up your hips to match with his thrusts, making him groan. Your pussy clenched around him as the knot in your stomach tightened once again.
“Fuck Y/N!” He growled as his thrusts started to become sloppy.
“I am gonna-Jay!” your back arched as the coil in your stomach snapped and you felt yourself coming undone for the second time that night. Jensen thrusted a few more times before he spilled his seed inside you, coating your walls. “Shit Y/N!” He panted as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck. Pressing his lips on yours, he pulled out of you and rolled over, both of you panting hard, as you came down from your high before he got up to get a piece of cloth to clean you both up.
You were lying in his arms, basking in the post-coital bliss, both of you still in an euphoric state when those fateful words were muttered. “I think I'm in love with you.” The sentence slipped out before you could have stopped yourself and that's when you felt him beside you stiffen up.
“I thought we agreed this thing to be no-strings attached.” He said, his voice hard as rock as he spat the words out, making you wince at the sheer intensity of disgust in those ten little words.
“I-I thought, I'm sorry. I know what I got myself into,” you scoffed, “How was I such an idiot, to believe that you, out of all people, could ever love me?” You left the soft hotel bed, wrapping yourself with the white sheet to cover your modesty and self-respect or what was left of it.
“Where are you going?” Jensen asked as he watched you pick up the pieces of your clothing strewn about the room, putting them back on as you tried to swallow the lump in your throat.
‘Was that concern in his voice?’ You wondered but you decided not to voice your thoughts instead you retorted, “No-strings attached, remember? I am going back to my room.” And that was the last thing you said before you left hurriedly.
Closing the door behind you, you burst into tears. You almost ran back into your room because you didn't want to be seen by anyone and read some nasty headline on the celebrity gossip page the next day.
You didn't know how long you cried, lying there in your bed as you blamed yourself for completely messing up a good relationship. Wait, why were you even calling your arrangement a relationship?
That man didn't do relationships. How could you be so stupid to say those words to him? Maybe deep down inside, you had hoped that Jensen felt the same about you but after tonight all your hopes had been turned to dust. You laid motionless in your bed with tears streaming down your cheeks until two short knocks on your door interrupted your pity party.
A sense of fear seeped into you. Did someone see you in the hallway? You wondered. Gathering up a bit of courage you opened the door to find the man you least expected to show up on the other side.
“Wha-” Jensen barged into the room, closing the door behind him.
“Sarah, my last girlfriend she-I loved her, God did I love her but she took advantage and stabbed me in the back, left me there in the pool of my own blood.” He let out a shaky breath.
You still remembered that night in the trailer clearly. You and Jensen were still getting to know each other and you had never seen him have a breakdown like that. Sarah had used Jensen's name to get further in the industry and used his money but then she had owned up to never loving him and cheating on him with another man. Thomas was sick so Jared had to leave immediately while you had stayed with him that night in the trailer because you knew if you left him alone, he would have drowned himself in alcohol.
“I swore off dating, then you came along. After our first night in my Vancouver apartment, I didn't want to let you go. You were also healing from your last breakup and we both needed something to release the tension so I asked you to be my friend with benefits.”
“Jay-”
“Let me complete because I owe you an explanation and I'm here to give you one. All this time I was thinking that my feelings towards you were not romantic because I was scared to fall in love again until tonight when I watched you storm out of my room. I realised that I was lying to everyone including myself and I don't think I can live with that. ” You searched his face to find any sort of pity or a lie but all you saw were eyes filled with adoration for you. “Now I know I'm an idiot and I have royally fucked everything up but I think I'm ready to take a leap and I don’t want anyone but you by my side.”
You didn't even know when you had started crying. Jensen came closer to you, cupping your face, he whispered, “I want you, all strings attached.”
“Am I really the person you want?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?” A look of confusion descended on his face.
“Okay. I can give us a chance but I need you to be all in. I want you with all your strings attached as well.” You said, your lips curling up to form a soft smile.
“I am all in.” He said and leaned in, capturing your lips with his. Your one hand moved to the back of his neck and another gripped his bicep to ground yourself. It was a soft kiss filled with love and new promises.
“I do have one condition.” You said after breaking the kiss.
“I agree.” Jensen said, pecking your lips.
“You didn't even hear it.”
“I don't have to. I agree with it.” He smiled.
“Well then, no sex for one month.” You smirked as you Jensen's mouth fell open.
“One month?”
“You already agreed to it.” You giggled when he pouted at you. “Oh don't make that face. You have two hands, use them.”
“What about kissing?”
“I think I can allow kissing.” You chuckled making him sigh in relief.
“I love you and I'm a dumbass for not realising it before.” Your heart swelled in your chest as you heard him say those words back. “And I think Jared is going to earn some betting money in the morning when we walk into the room hand in hand.”
“We are telling everyone about us? So no secret meetings?”
“No secret meetings. I will shout it from the rooftops that you're mine because like I told you, I want you with all the strings attached.”
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You and Me...
Chapter 16
***SERIES WARNINGS**** Rape, non-con, male!rape, injury, violence, description of injury caused by rape, nightmares, self-harm, panic attacks, implied female non-con, language, ass hole Jensen, hurt!jensen, dark fic, smut. If there is anything else I will add it as I go.
***Chapter Warnings*** Language, Fighting, Somewhat domestic violence, ANGST!!! So Much Angst!! This one is a heart breaker, you have been warned... I can’t say too much it would give too much away...
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
Word Count: 1671
A/N: As always all mistakes are mine! Please do not copy my work!! Feedback is gold! I hope you enjoy this one!
Summary: It’s funny how one choice you made can change your whole life. One mistake can alter your course, and set you on a path that forever will haunt you. Two people find themselves getting through one of the hardest trials of Jensen’s life, on just one small promise. You and Me. We’ll get through it together…
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Jensen and yourself had been back in Austin for three days now. Things seemed to be moving in a whirlwind ever since the two of you landed. Jensen's phone never seemed to stop ringing. The word hadn't even got out yet that there was going to be a 16th season. This was literally the beginning of things and people are already driving him crazy.
They always wanting something, his opinion, his advice on something, his demands and wants for the preparation of filming. Always something.
To top it all off, the baby mama drama was getting a little ridiculous. Jensen had to tell Danneel that he was going to be filming again. To say that she was pissed was an understatement. From what you could hear from the other side of the room, you were pretty sure his being gone filming all the time was the root of their marriage problems, and she was still a little bitter, so she wasted no time in throwing his children in his face, along with the amount of time he won't be able to spend with his children.
Once she was done yelling at him about how he was a piss poor excuse for a father for 'abandoning' his kids and going to 'play' in Vancouver again while she stayed home and raised his children, she had hung up in his face.
You had learned, just like you hoped to God Jensen had, that this was just her way when she was irritated. Normally when Danneel would blow up on him like that she usually would call back and apologize in a few days, trying to keep the peace so that the children could still see both their parents without courts getting involved and all that mess. So far they've done a pretty good job at it too. Better than you've seen some couples do and that was even with the fighting.
After that stressful phone call, he was on the phone another hour with the producers discussing possible storyline revival's, characters, actors they could get back, and actors that couldn't come back right away. When he finally got off the phone for the night you heard him throw it across the room.
"One more fucking phone call tonight, and I swear I'm gonna lose my shit on the person on the other end," you couldn't help but laugh at his use of the “Dean voice” for that particular colorful expression of his frustration.
You were just now getting around to unpacking the bags from your trip to Georgia. Most everything you had brought was put away, and you had moved to Jensen's bag, sorting through clothes, putting them in their separate draws.
"Babe, have you seen my phone charger?" he asked, walking into the bedroom and looking through what part of his bag you haven't started unpacking yet.
You couldn't answer.
You were standing there with your back to him, holding a small zip lock bag that you'd just found in the bottom of his underwear drawer. It had about 6 small blue pills inside of it.
Your blood started to boil.
Has he been using your back? What the fuck were these?
"Jensen... What the fuck is this?" you asked, turning slowly, holding the bag up so that he could see it.
His face momentarily turned a little paler. Then he got angry, closing the distance between you and jerking the pills out of your hand roughly.
"Its none of your fucking concern is what it is," he said, turning away from you, and marching toward the door.
Your head told you to just let it go, but your mouth thought otherwise.
"Excuse me?"
The words slipping from your mouth before you could stop them.
He stopped dead in his tracks, turning around to glare at you. "I said, it's none of your fucking concern,"
He crossed the floor in a few short strides to where you were still standing next to the dresser, and was now towering over you.
"None of my concern," you say, nodding your head. Your blood felt like it was boiling, you were so angry. You knew you should have just let it drop, but for some reason, you just couldn’t stop.
"All this time, Jensen, I thought you were getting better you were just stoned," you say looking him dead in the face.
"I am getting better. You haven't been through what I've been through. You don't understand, so just drop it before we both say something we'll regret.”
He was really close to you, towering over you. His voice was deep and angry.
"So what Jensen? Every time we've had sex this past week... you had to get fucked up to do it?" you spat out before you could stop yourself.
Pent up stress was taking itself out for a stroll at the world's worst time. Yeah, Jensen had been through hell, but the stress on you hadn't been exactly nonexcitant either. You had been right there with him through this whole ordeal, even agreed to move in with him so he could recover at home, agreed to be in a relationship with him, even though you knew he was still recovering. Right now you just felt betrayed.
Jensen's face turned red with anger, his pupils dilated with adrenaline...
Suddenly, without any sort of warning, he shoves you hard in the chest, knocking you flat on your back.
You just laid there for a moment in complete shock, until the shock started to fade, and your heart shattering on the ground around you.
You never thought Jensen would put his hands on you like that. You had pushed too hard, you knew that. Still, you never thought he would put his hands on you to harm you in any way. The aching in your chest where your heart used to be hurt way more than the bruise that was sure to be forming on your back.
Jensen was still standing in front of you, but you couldn't look at him.
You didn't realize you were crying until you saw a tear fall on your hand. You wiped your face, but it didn't stop the constant flow that was streaming down your face now as you slowly sat up on the floor.
"Y/N, I... I'm so.. so sorry.... I didn't mean to do that."
He sounded panicked, but you couldn't think straight at that moment. Hell, you couldn’t even look at him.
Your mind was no longer working right. It was like nothing made sense at that moment, and all ability for rational thought flew right out the door. All you could see was the look of pure, white hot anger on his face when he shoved you. Your mind playing it over and over again in your head.
He reached his hand out to you, but you shoved it back hard, sidestepping him you grabbed your bag that was on the bed and started shoving your clothes into it; blinding tears falling. Your heart felt like at any moment it was just gonna give up beating altogether.
You loved Jensen. You loved him more than your own life. You'd given up everything for him. You were getting ready to travel across the god damn country so that you could be with him while he was filming.
All those nights you sat up and held his hand while he was very sick from the panic attacks and the nightmares...for what? Was that how he wanted to repay you?
You had only jumped on him about the pills just now because you loved him, and were concerned that he was causing himself more problems than he was helping by using what looked like some sort of drugs as a crutch.
"Baby... No.. No, you can't do that... Please I'm sorry. They're just Xanax. I was taking them to help me to sleep right when I got out of the hospital. The nightmares were too bad. The panic attacks were taking over to the point I couldn't even get out of the house... Baby, please stop.... I'll never do that again, please."
He was talking fast, trying to stop you from putting more of your things into your bag. You jerked your bag away from him and threw it over your shoulders. You didn't really register anything that he was saying to you. Your mind and heart were stuck on what he'd just done.
"I'm going to Alex's house. We need some time apart," you tell him and turn away from him, heading toward the front door with him following close behind you.
"Y/N PLEASE DON'T' DO THIS! PLEASE I'M SORRY! I LOVE YOU, BABY. I NEVER WANTED TO HURT YOU! I DIDN’T DO THAT ON PURPOSE, IT JUST HAPPENED BEFORE I COULD STOP IT!!!"
He was completely panicked, trying to grab you and stop the whole way to the door, but you just kept shoving him off.
Part of you knew he was panicking, and that he didn’t mean it when he shoved you. You almost stayed. You almost turned around. Part of you said this was not helping his recovery process. You knew that he would have bad days and that this was a bad day, that he didn't mean to lose control. It was your own fault, you should have just let him walk away and cool off. You had just pushed his buttons.
Then there was the hurt part of you that said he just didn't want to be by himself so he wanted you to stay, but really he doesn't give a damn about you, and this is proof.
You slammed the door in his face and walked to the car, he jerked the door open and ran after you, calling for you, but you just got into the car without a word, starting the car you began to back down the driveway, and onto the road.
He followed the car out into the middle of the road, begging you to come back.
You blocked it out.
When you looked in the rearview mirror the last thing you saw was him on his knees in the middle of the road with his hair in his hands.
Screaming...
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Freak Storm
Title: Freak Storm
Characters: Jensen x Reader, Jared
Word Count: 3665
Summary: Jensen and Jared find themselves somewhere unknown yet very familiar.
Warnings: Some Explicit Language, Smut, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), Implied more sex, Confused!Jensen and Jared, maybe Crack? or not?
A/N: This is was written for @bamby0304‘s 4k Fourth Wall Smash Challenge! Congrats on the milestone! You are such an amazing and talented writer and storyteller! You deserve it! My prompt was prompt 1: “Are you Drunk?” It will be in bold.
Also, I am a Wife Supporter. Just for the sake of fanFICTION Jensen and Danneel are not together.
Disclaimer: Gif not mine.
Jensen and Jared were driving home after quite an eventful Supernatural party. Jared was in the passenger seat while Jensen did the driving. It started out as a beautiful night, stars twinkling high in the night sky, but when they got out of the venue, the rain was really coming down, and thunder could be heard in the distance. In this sort of weather, Jensen and Jared couldn’t wait to get back home. It looked like it was going to be ugly.
As they drove, they were laughing about something that happened at the party, something pertaining to Jared messing with Misha, when their car was struck by lightening. Both men screamed, Jensen slamming on the breaks. By the time they opened their eyes, they were stopped in the middle of an empty road, and it was bright out with no rain. They had no idea where the hell they were.
“Jared, you okay?” Jensen asked, his voice sounding a little distracted.
“Uh… yes?” Jared replied, unsure if he was or not. “Is it just me or is…”
“No, I see it too. What the hell?” Jensen drove a little further down the road and pulled into a Motel parking lot, killing the engine. When he stepped out, he jumped, a little surprised to see that he had just gotten out of the Impala. “Whoa!” He yelped. “Where’s my truck?!”
“What are you talking about?” Jared asked, getting out of the truck, until he noticed that it wasn’t a truck.
“You’re joking right?” Jared chuckled. “Is this a prank?”
Dean was about to answer, when one of the motel room’s door swung open. “Dean, Sam! You guys are back? That didn’t take long. Where’s the food?” You came trotting out of the room, peering into the Impala seeing no food at all. “What the hell guys? I thought you said you were getting food?!” You crossed your arms over your chest.
“What did you just call us?” Jared asked with uncertainty. If he heard you correctly, then he’d be extremely amused. “Did you just call us Sam and Dean?” He chuckled. “And who are you, Y/N?” Jared joked.
Jensen and Jared knew you. You played Y/N in their show, but outside of the show, you were his. You were his girlfriend. If things went right, you’d be his fiancé.
“Very funny,” Jensen laughed, walking over to you and planting a loving kiss on your lips. Suddenly, you shoved him away from you, completely freaked out.
“Dean!” You shouted. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” You were wiping your lips with the back of your hand.
“Dean? Why are you calling me Dean?” Jensen asked thoroughly confused. “And why are you dressed like that?”
“Dressed like what? This is how I always dress when I’m not out hunting or facing the public,” you snapped, crossing your arms over you chest. “What are you trying to say, Winchester?”
Jared looked at you with wide eye, before flashing his attention to his best friend. He had no idea what the fuck was going on. He didn’t want to say anything in chances that he’d get on your bad side, because if your temper was like the character you played on the show, he knew he’d get his ass kicked.
“Hunting? W-Winchester? What the hell? Are you drunk? I know you had a few to drink but are you really that drunk?” Jensen asked. “How much exactly did you have to drink at the party?”
“Party, what party? Dude! You said you guys were going to get breakfast. You’ve been gone for three hours, and then you come back dressed up like douche bags with these ridiculous suits! Where the hell have you been?”
Jensen and Jared were speechless. No – they just literally had no idea what to say or how to go about their current situation. All they knew was that they were at a Supernatural party, then were on their way home, got caught in a storm, there was a flash of light, and next thing they knew, the weather is clear and bright, and it was like they were caught in a scene that screamed Supernatural. Not to mention, you, Jensen’s girlfriend was acting like your character on the show. The girl who Dean constantly flirts and hits on, but never gets the time of day. AND… the icing on the cake… they had gotten out of the Impala!
The you Jensen really knew, has laid in his bed countless amount of times, cuddling, touching, kissing, and so much more. And with all the confusion, all he wanted was to hold you. To hang on to something familiar, but even that was not an option, not when you were acting like the character you played in the show.
“What’s wrong with you guys?” You questioned when they just stared back at you like confused puppies. “What was the last thing you remember? You queried.
“Honestly… Jared and I were driving back home when the truck… I think we got struck by lightening, and now we’re here,” Jensen revealed.
“Jared? Who the hell is Jared? Sam, what the hell is Dean going on about?” You turned to the taller of the two.
“Uh… well,” he cleared his throat, “I’m Jared. And this is Jensen,” Jared pointed.
Your stare was unreadable, skeptical orbs switching back and forth to each of the men in front of you before speaking once again. “Do you think I’m an idiot?” You hissed. “Jensen and Jared? Are you serious. Are you guys in the middle of some case I don’t know about, pretending to be lovers? Because that’s what it sounds like. I mean hey, if that’s how it has to be for the job, then I get it. I don’t judge.”
Jensen and Jared were at a loss for words again. They had just been insulted but didn’t know how to react.
“Jared, I think we got into a bad accident and this is all in my head. I’m probably at the hospital right now, and having this nightmare,” Jensen whispered.
“Then I guess we’re having the same nightmare,” Jared replied.
“What the hell?” You questioned, listening to them.
“Listen to me, I think something happened,” Jensen spoke. “My name is Jensen Ackles and this is my friend Jared Padalecki. We’re actors and we play Dean and Sam on a show called Supernatural.”
“Jensen Ankles? Jared Padaleski? Supernatural? Wait… Supernatural as in… like Chucks dumb books?”
“What? N-no! Help me out here Jared!” Dean smacked Jared’s chest.
“Oh, uh… um…”
“Yeah, Jared, help him out,” you mocked.
“Uh…” Jared had no idea what the hell to say. “Um, well… I think, maybe… if I know this show, which I do, I think Jensen and I did some sort of… I don’t know. I think we’ve got thrown into a different universe. A different world.”
Jensen’s brows raised into his hairline in disbelief.
“What?” You and Jensen asked in unison.
“Think about it! In the show we did an episode called The French Mistake where the angels threw Sam and Dean into this weird alternate universe. That could be what’s happening right now, except switched.” Jensen and you were having trouble believing it, but you were open to anything. Monsters, Demons, and Angels exists, so why would this be any exception to the weird you have had to deal with?
“Fine. If you really are from a different universe, what happened to my Sam and Dean?” You asked.
“I don’t know,” the man that looked like Sam answered.
You let out a deep sigh, ushering the boys into the motel room. They sat down at the small circular table, while you took a seat on the bed. “So… tell me…” you started.
“Anything you want to know, we’ll answer,” Jensen spoke.
“Okay… In this world that you’re from… am I there too?” You asked.
Jared chuckled, while Jensen glared at him.
“Yeah you are,” Jensen answered.
“And you’re his girlfriend,” Jared confessed.
Your eyes nearly popped out their sockets, your face twisting into pure terror. “Me and Dean? Hell no! Never!” You protested.
“Not you and Dean, you and Jensen. Dean is the character he plays.” You couldn’t believe the words coming out of Sam’s mouth… or Sam’s look alike. What was his name again? Jackson?
“Yeah, you and me, we’re two peas in a pod,” Jensen jumped in. “In our world, we’re in love.”
“That’s hard to believe. Dean is an ass. An annoying and infuriating ass.”
If Jared could recall, he remembered reading the new script. In the script, Sam finds out that you have a giant crush on Dean. So with a smirk, Jared looks to you. “Don’t lie, Y/N.”
You and Jensen turned to the long haired man. “What would I lie about?”
“In our world, we’re actors. We play Sam and Dean, which means we have scripts of what happens next, and I had happened to read the new script, and it says that you reveal to Sam that you’re in love with Dean. So all this big talk you got going, is a bunch of crap. You love Dean, admit it. You love him, and all that angry façade is just your way of hiding the fact. And maybe you’re also a little pissed because Dean always flirts with other girls. And spoiler alert, Dean’s been pining over you since you appeared on the show.”
Your face was completely red, stunned at the information you were just given. None of it made any sense, but at the same time… was he telling the truth? What even was real right now? These guys looked like Sam and Dean, but everything they were talking about was… you don’t even know how to describe it. It was all just really weird!
This Jared guy practically read you like a book, and now he was telling you the man you were secretly in love with was actually in love with you too? What?
“You guys are nut jobs…” you gritted, standing up hesitantly from the bed. In a flash, you drew your weapon, pointing it in the direction of the imposters. “What really are you and what have you done with Sam and Dean. And you better make it believable before I shoot both of you between the eyes. Also—silver bullets. So shapeshifters be damned.”
Jensen and Jared stood from their seats, hands up, and fear in their eyes. “Please, we’re telling you the truth,” Jensen promised.
“Prove it,” you snapped.
“How?” Jared asked.
“I don’t know. Just prove it! And if I were you, I’d make it quick!” You were serious, and both men could tell that you were.
Suddenly, Jensen burst into laughter, Jared looking at him with bewilderment. “You got us,” he managed to say between laughs. “Me and Sammy here were just messin’ with ya.”
Now that was a truth you could believe in.
Your body instantly slumped at the new information. “You guys are fucking assholes,” you lowered your gun. “I could have shot you!”
“But you didn’t, so what’s the matter?” Jensen asked, sounding a lot like Dean. That’s when Jared picked up what his co-star was trying to do.
“Sorry, Y/N. I told Dean it was a bad idea.” Jared joined.
“I’m surprised you even agreed to it in the first place,” you grumbled, dropping onto the bed, your short shorts ridding up between your ass cheeks. Jensen glanced over at Jared, noticing him stare elsewhere, which made him a little more at ease.
“Hey, Y/N, why don’t you put on some actual clothes.” You turned your head to Jensen, looking at him incredulously.
“Why? You guys has seen me in way less. Besides, I’m comfortable,” you pouted.
“Just… just put on some pants, would ya?” Jensen barked.
“Geez, what crawled up your ass and died?” Jensen just glared, eventually getting you to throw on some pants.
“Happy?”
“Very,” he smirked, Dean’s signature smirk, and you rolled your eyes.
“Well, I’m going to get some food since you guys decided to play dress up instead.” With that said you left.
Once the door closed, Jensen and Jared started to panic. They had no idea what was happening, how it was happening, and if all of it was even for real. And if it was, how were they going to get back to their reality?
“What the fuck is happening right now?!” Jared whisper-shouted, taking extra precaution in case you could hear them.
“Your guess is as good as mine. I have no idea!” Jensen replied, just as panicked.
“Gen is going to freak if I don’t get home!”
“You’re not the only one who is going to have women problems if they don’t get home,” Jensen reminded.
“We’re screwed man! What are we going to do?” Jared sank back onto the chair, running his hands down his face.
“Hey, c’mon. We’ll figure it out,” Jensen soothed, placing his hand on his distraught friend. After a moment of silence and thinking, Jensen thought of something. “Hey. If we really are in the Supernatural verse, then do you think if we hit the lore books we could find a way to get back home?” Jensen asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe?” His companion replied, not too thrilled.
“Doesn’t hurt to try, right?”
“I guess.”
When you returned, both boys were on the laptops – Sam on his and Dean on yours. “What are you guys looking at?” You questioned when they didn’t acknowledge your return, dropping an oil soaked bag onto the table. “Eat up!”
“Uh, thanks Y/N,” Jensen smiled, “But we’re not hungry.”
You gave him a funny look. “You’re not hungry?” You reiterated, placing your hand on his forehead.
“Yeah. And I’m not sick either,” he swatted your hands, imitating Dean.
“If you say so. Anyways, what are you look at?” You asked again, leaning over Jensen’s shoulder. You were so close that he could smell your body wash. You smelled the same as his girlfriend, which put him slightly at ease. If only he could just be wrapped in you. That’s what he needed right now; the comfort of his beautiful girlfriend. “Alternate universe phenomenon? Seriously?”
“Yeah, seriously. Now if you’re not gonna help, why don’t you do something else that could be useful?” Jensen snapped.
“Like what?” You gapped.
“Hey you know what?” Jared spoke, his Sam tone on point. “I’m going to book us another night, and then I’m going to hit up the library. Call me if you need anything.” And with that, Jared folded up his laptop, shoving it in his bag, and left, leaving you and Jensen behind.
“Ugh.” You groaned, falling onto the bed, your shirt riding up, leaving your stomach in view. Jensen licked his lips thinking about all the times he’s kissed down your torso, before he got to his delicious little… “So what now?” You asked, interrupting his train of thought. “I’m bored.”
“Hell would I know?”
You rolled your eyes. I should have gone with Sam.”
“No one is stopping you Sweetheart.”
“Don’t sweetheart me! I’m not one of your floozy skanks.”
“You got that right,” he smirked. Jensen knew your character. Hell, you and Dean had this love-hate relationship. You and Dean, on the exterior, couldn’t stand each other, but deep inside, each of you craved to be with one another. At least that’s how the show was written.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You sat up from the bed, eyes throwing daggers.
“It means whatever you want it to mean.”
“What are your trying to say? That I’m not attractive?” You scoffed. “Dean Winchester, you wouldn’t be able to handle all of this.”
“Is that so? I think I could definitely handle a girl like you and then some.”
You scowled at him, standing off the bed and swaying over to him. You stood behind him, placing your hands on the table on either side of him, caging him in. “In your dreams Winchester.” Before you could pull away, Jensen caught your wrists. He needed you. He needed his girlfriend now, even if it would be the character she played. Where ever he was, he was Dean, so he was going to play the part.
Jensen shot up from his seat, and before you knew it, all the wind was knocked out of you. Dean’s lips were on yours and it felt—absolutely amazing. Your arms found their way around his neck, your hands buried in his hair, tugging every now and then as his tongue explored your mouth.
For Jensen, you smelled like you, you sounded like you, and you tasted like you. Everything was familiar and comforting. “Fuck, I need you,” he murmured as he broke the kiss.
“I’m right here,” you breathed.
Jensen didn’t waste any time, literally tossing you onto the bed. His eyes were full of hunger and it made your pussy throb with excitement. Sam was right, you had been pining over the older Winchester for years, but had never acted on it. But now… you weren’t about to turn down an opportunity.
Practically caught in a trance, you weren’t sure when Dean, who was actually Jensen, took off yours and his clothes. All you knew was that you were both naked and the fire inside you went wild. You needed him bad. You needed him now.
“Dean—” you whimpered.
“I got you, Sweetheart,” he mumbled against your neck where he had been leaving little love bites.
His lips trailed over your jaw, giving you a short, yet sensual kiss before making his way to your chest, where he paid some attention, taking hard sucks followed by light nibbling at each of your hardened nubs. He then continues lower, finding his usual path, leaving open mouth kisses down your stomach, all the way down to the hem of your jeans.
He looked up at you then, gorgeous emerald orbs meeting yours. Your breath was hitched in your throat as he watched you watch him descend lower, his head now between your legs. God, you wanted him bad. You bit your bottom lips with anticipation.
Jensen smirked before kissing your clit. The sudden contact made you twitch, much to Jensen’s delight. Even as Y/N, he knew the ins and outs of his girlfriend. He knew you were sensitive, and he was going to play with that knowledge until you were begging him to fuck you.
Kitten lick after kitten lick, he toyed with your sweet cunt, enjoying your little mewls and whimpers. “Please,” you begged, but he ignored you, continuing his torturously slow onslaught. It didn’t take long for him to exaggerate his strokes, flattening his tongue to lap up your slick. You squirmed, causing Jensen to hook his arms around your thighs, keeping you in place.
“So sensitive,” he teased seductively, before finally latching onto your clit, sucking and licking expertly.
Your back arched off the bed dramatically, almost to the point of pain. Your eyes had rolled to the back of your head, and you wondered if you were going to pass out by the simplest of pleasures.
“Fuck!” the word came out shaky.
He wasn’t wrong. You had always been sensitive, even with other men, but with Dean… right now…everything felt like it was on overdrive. No man had ever made you feel such a way, and there was no denying it. All it took was just a taste and you were forever addicted. As Jensen worked your clit with his mouth, he inserted his middle finger into your pussy, easily adding a second. You cried out at the welcomed intrusion, and you screamed when he curled his fingers just right, instantly finding your g-spot.
“D-Dammit,” you hissed, completely overtaken. There was no way you would ever get used to this. “Dean!” You shouted as you came undone. Your legs shook and body twitched from the momentous pleasure anyone has ever given you.
“We’re not done yet, Y/N. Open those legs wider for me, baby.” You followed as ordered, spreading your legs wider and exposing your soaking cunt. “So fucking beautiful. So perfect.”
Gnawing on your bottom lip, you took the time to appreciate the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on. Hard muscles under taught flesh, freckles littering everywhere. If anyone was perfect, it was him.
“Fuck me already,” you breathed, needing everything he had to offer.
Not needing to be told twice, Dean plunged his cock inside of you, not stopping until he was bottomed out. The high pitched moan escaped your lips, filling the room when everything went black.
“No. No, no, no, no!” Jensen shouted when everything started to fade.
He jolted up into a seated position, frantically searching around the room he was in. He was in his room, in his bed… Suddenly you came rushing through the door that lead to the bathroom, hair soaking wet and body wrapped in nothing but a towel.
“Jensen! Is everything okay?” You scurried over to him, cupping his face in your delicate hands.
“N-no. I was having a dream…”
“Was it bad?” you asked, genuinely worried.
“N—no. It was a good one, and then I started to wake up. I didn’t want to,” he confessed, and you gave him a confused look.
“Yeah? What was it about?” You were too curious not to ask.
“I was about to…” his cheeks began to heat up and you instantly had an inkling to what he was going to say.
“Jensen Ackles, were you having a naughty dream?” You teased. Jensen cleared his throat. “Who was it with this time? Me or Y/N?” It didn’t really matter to you, considering you were the same person.
“Y/N…” Jensen confessed.
You smirked down at him, getting off of the bed to stand up straight. “Well… it doesn’t have to end,” you winked, dropping your towel.
Jensen groaned, eyes rolling before he reached out for you and pulled you into him.
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Dancer (Part 1)
Warnings: little!reader, bondage, pure smut!, Jensen and Danneel have an open relationship, Jared & gen too, Misha & vicky also.
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader
You had met Danneel first. The two of you worked together and after a while you became close friends. She was the one that introduced you to Gen and Vicky and the four of you became almost inseparable. When your job contract ended and you didn't really know what to do it was Jensen who offered you a job in the production of supernatural and since then you worked as a PA for him. You weren't a regular PA though, because even before you started the job Danneel and Jensen had opened up to you about their sexual practices. They wanted to share you and after a little consideration you agreed. Since then you spent day and night with them, looking after the kids but also after the two adults. Weeks later Danneel approached you about Jared and Gen and later Vicky and Misha and you somehow ended up with all three couples. The shared nights were something you would never forget. All three wives trusted you with their husbands and had begged you to take the job as a PA so you could help them release the stress of shooting when they couldn't be there. You had agreed. So here you were in Vancouver waiting in Jensen's trailer when you got a text from Danneel.
You never told us you were a dancer :O
Attached was a photo of you from a few months ago.
Where did you find that one? 😅🙈
You replied and rolled your eyes. It wasn't like you kept it secret on purpose, it just never got to the topic.
Gen googled you! I might have also sent this to the guys 😉
She texted back and before you could reply the door to the trailer opened.
"Hey Y/N.", Jensen smirked and closed as well as locked the door.
"Hey Jensen.", you smiled back pretending to not know about the photo.
"Danneel sent me something earlier. Why did you never tell us?", he frowned and stepped up to stand directly in front of you.
"I... it never got to that topic.", you mumbled looking at the ground.
"Well baby, now that I know just how flexible you are, you and I will be having a lot of fun tonight.", he grinned before kissing your forehead.
"Wait at home for me, stretched and wear something nice okay?", he added and kissed you passionately.
"I'll see you.", he smirked and left the trailer to head back to set. You swallowed and watched him leave before heading back home to the house the three males and you shared up in Vancouver. All three males had different tastes and you knew them, just like you knew what their wives likes, so you made sure to include them in all you did.
After getting dressed in Jensen's favorite pair of white bra and white thong with a tiny bow on the back you added stockings in white and a holder as well as a tiny skirt that did not at all cover anything. Smiling you posed in front of the mirror and snapped a photo sending it to Danneel.
Damn Y/N. I miss you! Just the thought of ripping that off of you and making you cum with my tongue. Fuck.
She replied and you sent her a selfie of you kissing the camera when you heard the door open. Knowing that Jared and Misha still had to finish scenes today you knew that it must have been Jensen, so you sat down on the bed smiling.
The guys and you lived in a 5 bedroom house, one room for each and one they shared with you and their wives when they were here because sometimes it indeed got messy.
"So Y/N... oh fuck, come here baby girl.", he breathed from the open door to the room and you quickly walked over.
"You know I love that outfit right?", the males whispered and you nodded smiling.
"So does Danneel.", you giggled and he nodded understanding.
"That's the reason she told me to film you and send her. You bad girl teased her.", he chuckled and you grinned. You actually loved teasing every single one of them. "She told me to punish you.", he mumbled and your eyes widened with anticipation. While Jared usually was the one that liked causing you pain and Misha used toys on you, Jensen just loved making you come as often as he could without mercy.
"Do me a favor and strip for me, will you? With your dance moves and all.", he asked smiling and sat on a chair that was in the middle of the room.
You swayed your hips as you walked to the docking station and plugged in your phone before starting to dance. You indeed had stretched before he arrived so you were ready to give him a little show. You started by simply touching yourself and sliding down into a split while watching him. When you closed your legs behind you and grinded the floor you heard his first moan and soon a female one joined. Looking up you looked at his phone and smiled.
"Hi Danneel.", you giggled and blew them both a kiss.
"Fuck J, you really need to punish her... I am so wet right now.", you heard her voice and kept on touching yourself. You pulled on your skirt lightly and snapped the waist of it against your skin before lifting your leg so it was up besides your head and they had a good view of your thonged pussy.
"Oh fuck, I should tie you up just like that...", Jensen moaned and you bit your lip looking directly at him.
"Maybe you should.", you shrugged and stretched your leg further grinning.
"Or like that.", you then innocently smiled and before you could react Jensen had placed his phone besides him on the table so Danneel would see everything and approached you.
"No mercy for you today darling.", he mumbled and threw you on the bed grabbing some leather cuffs from beside the bed to tie your hands above your head and your legs spread wide open just slightly uncomfortable but not painful for you. Once he was done he looked at you with a smirk and undressed himself. Making sure to never touch you he grabbed the phone then started pleasing himself slowly.
"Oh fuck baby, do you see how hard she made me already?", he moaned and you heard Dani moan as well guessing that she was touching herself as well.
"Show me her quickly before I have to go babe okay? And then, don't let her off too easy today. 5 in the minimum.", the female spoke over the phone and soon you looked at the camera.
"Love you Dee.", you blew her a kiss and wiggled do your boobs jiggled making her groan.
The couple grinned at each other and seconds later the phone call ended.
"Now, shall we begin?", Jensen spoke with a deep voice making you shudder. You loved it when he talked dirty, once you even came just from that.
You didn't have a second to think before he slammed into you in one motion. You groaned arching your back so he got in even deeper. He immediately started thrusting in and back out knowing very well that you enjoyed the stuffed feeling and did not need to adjust to the size.
"Fuck Y/N.... had I known this earlier...", he moaned while he kept slamming in harshly before almost completely pulling out again. His hands were beside your stomach and he stroked your sides making it impossible for you to keep calm like you usually did, instead you were a moaning mess. After about 10 slams from him you felt your first orgasm and panted. He soon after came too but just kept going.
"J-Jensen, please.", you moaned needing a short break to which he just smirked.
"No baby, 5 without a break, then we will maybe start thinking of one for you. But only maybe.", he cooed never stopping but stroking your cheek gently while your eyes rolled back in your head. Your second orgasm was more intense. You've previously had two following behind so soon, but never both from Jensen's member hitting you so deep. Breathing heavily you thought you would pass out when the third orgasm washed over you like a hurricane.
"J... please...", you begged only causing him to smirk.
"Beg all you want baby, I'm not gonna stop till you've had five.", the male shrugged and leaned down to kiss you just when the forth one approached making you moan.
"That was four, really nice darling, just one more okay? I know your sensitive, but you can make it.", he smiled lowering his finger to stroke your clit which caused you to come immediately. All of you was sensitive and when he pulled out you whimpered.
"Fuck... I... I can't move...", you moaned looking up at the male with the camera in his hands.
"Look at her baby, five orgasms, we should train her a bit... and all of my cum dripping out of her pussy, god I wish you could see that.", he spoke before untying you and getting up.
"I'll go get a wash cloth to clean you up baby girl.", he smiled leaving the room and before he even came back you were fast asleep.
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One Drunk Night (Turns Into Paradise)||Jenneel x Reader PolyVerse Part One
Summery: You’re feeling a bit uneasy at a party held in your honor, and Jensen and Danneel come to the rescue when the night goes from bad to horrible, leading to a (slightly) drunken night of passion.
Characters: Y/N L/N, Jensen Ackles, Danneel Ackles, Reader’s partners (Jameson[OMC] and Lilia[OFC]).
Mentioned Characters: Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki
Parings: Jenneel x Reader, Original Characters x Reader, Original Character x Original Character.
Warnings: Drinking, RPF, spoiler in tags, betrayal, angst, slightl social anxiety, oral sex (male and female receiving), f/f oral sex, threesome (f/f/m), non-penetrative sex and it’s unbeta’d, (also, first time writing smut so please be kind.)
Word Count: 1218 + 846 smut
Notes: Feedback is loved and appreciated!
Tumblr has killed links so search IcyMasterlist on my blog, or if you want the series masterlist search JPSeriesMasterlist
You did not want to be here. It wasn't that you didn't like the parties or events that came with being famous, but it was your birthday. And it was always too much of a hassle, dressing up, putting on a smile because god forbid if your face is neutral because then you're fake, and making your voice as cheerful as possible because you don't want to sound like an uptight bitch... but it is better than being at home with your lovers. You just wanted to sit at home, alone, and watch a movie.
But instead you were at party with all your friends and their husbands and wives in an emotionally exhausting environment. You cared about these people, yes, even loved a few of them, but the idea of spending hours at party walking and talking and drinking and knowing that one slip-up could make you the next celebrity scandal took its toll. Especially when the party is being held in your honor, marking your fifth year on Supernatural and twenty-seventh birthday, it was all so tiring to say the least.
It was getting late and you were in need of an escape when you heard your name being called, turning around to see Danneel and Jensen. You walked over to them quickly, hugging them tightly, and asking them to take you as far away from the party as possible.
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"I've missed London," You said as you leaned over the balcony, "Too bad I'm spending my time at party and not at home."
"Why don't you just ask people to stop throwing parties on your behalf?" Danneel asked you. "It would clearly be much better for you."
"It's rude."
"Nothing's rude about asking to not do something that makes you uneasy." Jensen said, smiling sweetly.
"Trying telling that to my boyfriend," You sighed. "Or my girlfriend."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Danneel asked you, moving to your other side and putting her hand on your bare shoulder and your skin lit up at the contact.
"Oh, no, nothing bad or anything, they just, you know, encourage me to-"
"Go to places that make you anxious." She said, rubbing her hand down your back and you tucked your face into her neck. It wasn't a secret that you used to have feelings for Jensen and Danneel, and you acted on them once. For about a week and you were sure you fell in love, for at least right then. But it was before you were on Supernatural, before you were an actress and was still just a model, it was before you found your partners, Jameson and Lilia, it was before they got married and had JJ and the twins. It was before. It's the past that you can never relive.
And you were never sure if they reciprocated those feelings, sure sometimes they flirted with you, but it wasn't really flirting, but it wasn't the way that they treated Jared or Misha or Gen or Rob or Rich, any of your friends. Sometimes they acted like they did want to be with you, but it was more like, if we could, we would do this. If you weren't in a relationship, if we weren't famous. If, if, if. It was all just "what if's" and "if we could's", and you were almost sure that- they're married and I'm in a relationship, I need to stop thinking like this. They're just flirting.
"Can you get me out of here?" And come home with me? You said, moving your head from Danneel's neck and turning to look at Jensen.
"Do you mean 'get you out of here' like 'go back to our hotel room and give you awesome birthday sex' or 'get you out of here' like 'take me home so you can make fun of our old shows'?" Danneel flirted. But it wasn't serious, and no matter how much you wanted to go back to there hotel and fuck until you can't remember your own name... you just can't.
"I'm in a relationship." If you could even call it that anymore.
"We know." Jensen said and gave you soft kiss on your cheek. "Where are they?"
"They didn't want to come." With me.
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When you got back to your apartment, you weren't surprised to see the mess. It wasn't unusual for you to come home after work or a party to find your place looking like hell, always deciding to throw a party of there own. It was unusual to not find your lovers passed out on your couch.
"Jameson? Lilia? Loves where are you?" You said as you walked through your house. "You guys home?"
When you found them in your shared bedroom they were dressed and ready to go out and spend a night in London, and they were also packing their bags.
"Babes? Where're you going?" You asked as you stepped into the room.
"We were, uh," Lili said, looking to James, "We were just leaving dear."
"Leaving? Leaving where? Do you have a photo shoot?"
"Leaving, like leaving you, Y/N." He sighed and took his bag from Lili's hand. "Look, this was fun and all, but it's time for Lili and I to get serious about our relationship."
"I, I, I thought we were serious about our relationship."
"Y/N/N, how could we be? There's three of us," Lili said, "Honey, that's not a love thing, that's a let's have fun thing."
"A year and a half, a year and a fucking half of 'let's have fun'," You said, walking closer to them, "A year and a fucking half of my life wasted for 'let's have fun,' I thought you were in love with me."
"How could we be in love with you while you were in love with other people?"
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Fucking bastards. 'How could we be in love with you while you were in love with other people?' My ass. You thought as you took a shot of whiskey. You were not in love with Jensen and Danneel. They're my friends, my best friends I am not in love with them. They were just the people that you went to when you should be going to your lovers, ex-lovers, the ones who make everything better when you know that it won't. They've always been there for you. And they offered themselves to you! Tonight! Screw your faithful ass, they would have been worth it. By now you were on the strong side of tipsy and felt like I have to do something! You took one last shot for courage and left your apartment.
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When you got to the hotel you're friends were staying at, you knocked on the Ackles' room door, soaked in rain and with a tear-stained face. When Jensen opened the door, Danneel by his side, you, slightly drunkly, wrapped your arms around his waist and asked if the offer still stands, pressing sloppy kisses to the side of his neck and reached for Dee's hand.
"Not until you're sober and tell us why you've been crying, Y/N/N."
They took you inside and you talked and cried and they told you that you didn't deserve to be dumped like that, you got the slightest bit more sober and they got a little drunker. You fell asleep with your head on Danneel’s shoulder.
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You woke up a few hours later, the clock said it was 2:30 in the morning, holding Danneel and Jensen was holding you. You tried to get up but only succeeded in waking them both up.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." You said and slipped your arms out from under Danneel. "Go back to sleep."
"Leaving already?" Jensen said jokingly, letting you go.
"Sadly so, I've taken up too much of your night already. I don't want to invade."
"You don't have to go." Danneel said, her voice was friendly but her eyes were lustful. "If you want, you can stay here with us tonight."
"Oh really?" You said and turned to face her, taking some of her hair twirling it in your finger. "And what would we be doing?"
Jensen put his hand on your waist and kissed you softly on your cheek. "Each other?"
"Fine by me." You said and Danneel kissed you, her lips were warm and soft and her kiss was gentle and sweet. Her kiss became deeper and Jensen kissed your neck, both of their hands going under your shirt.
You broke the kiss to take off your shirt, leaving you in just a bra and jeans, and straddle Jensen, leaning down to kiss him passionately. His hands went around your back and unclipped your bra, you leaned back to take it off while he took of his shirt.
Danneel put her hands on your hips and gently nipped at your jaw, you grabbed her hands and brought them up to your breasts. She massaged your breasts as you shared a passionate kiss, grinding against Jensen's confined erection. She put her hand down your jeans and into your panties, just barely brushing her fingers against your slit. You moaned and grinded harder against Jensen.
"Dee, honey, you are wearing way too man clothes." Jensen said, reaching down to unbuckle his belt. "We all are."
You grinned and got off the bed, pulling down your pants and your underwear, Jensen took off his pants and his boxers. Danneel kneeled on the bed and took off her shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra. You and Jensen both groaned at the sight and he pulled his wife in for a kiss and she shimmed out of her jeans and pulled off her panties.
You watched as they kissed and grind against each other, remember those few nights all those years ago and wonder why did you let them go.
"Are you gonna join us or are you just gonna watch?" Danneel asked, reaching down and wrapping her hand around her husband thick cock, making him groan.
You got back onto the bed and crawled over to them, taking Jensen's cock in your hand and kissing Danneel. You put your other hand in between her legs and run your fingers through her folds, collecting her arousal. You put your fingers in your mouth, tasting her sweet juices.
"You taste great."
"Doesn't she?"
Danneel crawled up Jensen's body, still facing you and kneeled over his face.
"Wanna taste?" He whispered a quick yes and pulled her down onto his face and started to eat her like she was gonna be his last meal. She moaned loudly and looked you dead in your eyes, and beckoned you over with her finger. You moved to kneel right next to her as she ride her husband's face and kissed you harshly, making you moan into her kiss.
"You wanna suck him off?" Dee said between kisses. "You suck Jay while he eats me out and I'll eat you? You'd love that, wouldn't you?"
"Fuck yes." You said and put your knees on each side of Jensen's stomach and bent over, giving Dee a perfect view of your cunt and took Jensen's member in your hand and slowly licked up his cock making him groan. Danneel bent over as well and lick a strip up your slit making moan out in surprise. "Oh, fuck." You took the head of Jensen's cock into your mouth sucking him into your warm wet heat and bobbed your head.
Dee teased your outer lips with the tip of her tongue until you were begging for her to fuck you. She smiled against your cunt and sucked your clit into her mouth and slipped a finger into your wet pussy, then another and you moaned around Jensen's dick. She moaned and grinded against Jensen's face and curled her fingers in a "come hither" motion and you took Jensen's dick as far into your mouth as you could, she thrusted her fingers against your G-spot and you moan loudly, coming hard. She fingered you through your orgasm and you sucked Jensen harder until he came, shooting ropes of his thick come down your throat. Danneel came as Jensen sucked her clit into his mouth, moaning softly and biting her lips. All three of you rolled off of each, took a shower together and fell asleep, not thinking about how you should be getting back to your apartment before anyone knows you’re here.
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I hope you guys liked this, sorry it took so long.-Icy
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