Fic - Apologies - Jensen/Jared
Title: Apologies 
Author: benitle
Rating: hard R
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Feedback: Yes, please!
Word Count: 2,485
Spoilers: Bugs
Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction. It never happened.
Summary: The crew shoot a scene from Bugs, and Jared acts in a way he’s not supposed to, which leads to an accident.
Note: Plotbunny inspired by a comment from my best friend, who wondered what could have happened when filming a certain scene from “Bugs” and I turned it into fic. Many thanks to thisissirius for quick and wonderful beta! *glomps again*
“And cut!” Kim yells.
Jensen looks at him with hopeful eyes, wishing nothing more than the director to say that they’d be done for today and that they can finally pack their stuff and go home. It’s been a long day for all of them and judging from Jared’s expression, his co-star is just as tired and exhausted as he is. They’ll quickly drive back to Jensen’s place, shower and maybe have a beer or two, while watching whatever crap is on TV for light entertainment before falling asleep, either making it to the bed or not.
The sun already set a few hours ago and by the time they’ll make it back to the apartment, it would probably be a few hours past midnight
“Ok, guys. One last time,” Kim eventually shouts and Jensen has to smirk as he hears not only Jared but probably everyone else too, release a deep groan of misery.
Right, so what can they do?
That’s why Jensen opens the door of the garage again, while Jared goes into reverse, just to drive the Impala - number 2, by the way - carefully back out of the driveway and onto the street.
Alright, again.
Jensen takes another deep breath before he claims the passenger seat of the car once more, gets back into Dean and his way of thinking, moving and just being.
“And action!” The familiar words.
“Uh, hey, pull over here,” he says in his Dean voice as Jared keeps driving the car.
They come to stand in front of a large closed garage when Jared asks (for the nth time this evening, repeating his lines of dialogue over and over again), “What are we doing here?”
Just like the script tells him to, Jensen gets out of the car and closes the door with the typical Impala-shriek (personally it would freak him out and he’d certainly do something about it unlike Jared who has this deep passion for classic muscle cars), before he quickly steps over to the garage. Throwing his arms he only states, “It’s too late to talk to anybody else.”
As he opens the gate, Jared answers his “We gonna squat in an empty house?” the perfect Dean-you’re-impossible expression on his face.
“I wanna try the steam shower. Come on!” is the prompt answer and since there is no reaction, he repeats his last words, louder and with more emphasis, “Come on!”
Jared frowns, but eventually he drives the car past Jensen, while the other man lowers the gate behind the Impala. On his way into the garage, Jared is supposed to slap Jensen’s lower abdomen, give him a little whack on the waist. Only this time, Jared does not quite hit his co-star’s stomach, but a tad further down. Jensen yelps loudly, which leads to the whole crew breaking out in roaring laughter.
“Watch out, idiot!” he snarls at Jared who continues snickering. He didn’t hit Jensen too hard, yet the angle was right, so to speak. And judging from Jensen’s facial impression - discomfort and annoyance - one can see that he clearly misses what’s supposed to be so dead funny that some of the people on set are holding their stomachs because they have to roar so hard.
“I’m sorry, dude,” he chuckles and if he could, he’d simply pull Jensen close for a kiss to seek forgiveness and apologise the way Jensen would like it best. Jensen’s gaze is intense and Jared doesn’t quite know whether it’s the “No sex for you tonight” or the “I’ll fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to sit for days” gaze.
“Cut!” Kim laughs before he goes on, “I guess Jensen’s had enough for today. Let’s leave it at that. We’ll continue tomorrow.”
Quickly, everyone packs their stuff, looking forward to finally going home for the evening. Jensen still seems grumpy and Jared can’t tell whether it’s because of the misplaced whack or because he’s simply tired and exhausted. He knows from experience and having worked with Jensen for quite some time now that the older man becomes cranky when he’s desperate for sleep and just getting flat somewhere to relax. However, he also knows that Jensen gets snappy when he’s mad at someone (for example after being hit and laughed at). This doesn’t really make this whole thing any clearer.
On their way to Jared’s truck, the younger man playfully tweaks the back of Jensen’s thigh to break the silence and make Jensen say anything. Just to draw any reaction from him that might give him a better idea of tonight’s reasons behind “grumpy”. Indeed, Jensen turns around, looking closely at his co-star.
“What?” Jensen snaps, “Wasn’t hitting my private parts enough for your daily pleasure, Jar?”
Angry it is then.
For a moment, Jared doesn’t know what to say apart from “I told you I was sorry and that I didn’t do it on purpose. I’m tired and it’s an accident,” but the little flicker in Jensen’s eyes gives it away, lets Jared know that in fact, Jensen’s just teasing and that he isn’t really mad.
Well, tired then?
Jared still thinks he should say sorry like he’d expect Jensen to apologise.
Once they’re in the car, lights out, in the comfortable darkness that protects, shields them from unwanted gazes, Jared bends over to kiss Jensen’s full lips. Slowly at first, he runs his tongue along that pouting lip that he loves so much. Jensen doesn’t hesitate much before he opens up, inviting Jared to slip his probing tongue between his teeth, into his willing mouth. In the meantime, Jared’s busy biting his co-star’s lower lip, he knows that it’ll be swollen once he’s done and that he has to be careful not to break it, but right now? He doesn’t give a fucking damn, all he can think about is Jensen, Jensen being so close and how his blood rushes downwards.
As they sit in the car, kissing and lapping, nibbling and biting - emitting little suckling sounds and vibrating moans - Jensen can feel his jeans start becoming tighter and tighter, resembling more and more a restricting and uncomfortable prison. At least that’s how it feels with his cock awakening as the kiss deepens. Once Jared breaks it, his warm breath brushing over Jensen’s wet and swollen lips, he whispers, “I guess I should apologise to your cock, Jen, for hitting it.”
Before Jensen understands what Jared exactly means with that, the younger man’s fingers fumble with the button and fly of his pants. Immediately, Jared shoves his hands into his lover’s underwear, just to pull out his half-hard cock.
He glances at Jensen one last time before he slowly lowers his head, bringing his lips close to the cock in his hands.
“Uhm, Jar,” Jensen moans, “I don’t think…ah, fuck…” - Jared presses his flat tongue against the head - “fuck, Jar, not here. If…fuck...Jar...what…someone comes by…”
This is as coherent as Jensen Ackles manages to be right fucking now. But Jared only laughs softly, whispering something against Jensen’s erection that the other man doesn’t get. Yet the fresh breeze from Jared’s breath against his wet head - the head that’s wet with Jared’s saliva and Jensen’s pre-come - makes him shiver and moan out loud again.
“Dude, are you actually talking to my cock?” Jensen bends his head down before he grins broadly, chuckling a bit.
“Jen, shut up. We’re having an important conversation here. It’s none of your business.”
Jared smirks before he turns his head to take a little bite at Jensen’s firm stomach, teasing the flesh through the shirt Jensen’s still wearing with his teeth only. He bites again, a bit harder this time, but when Jensen drops a hand onto his head, running his fingers through Jared’s dark, thick hair, Jared is reminded where his mouth is wanted right now.
He takes his time though.
Before he wraps his full lips around Jensen’s cock again, he thoroughly starts moving his hand up and down. Firmly, he strokes Jensen’s hard-on, using his thumb to stimulate the slickwetglistening head as well as he can.
Jensen only grunts and shifts and moans something that could have been “Fuck, Jared,” if one has enough fantasy to imagine it. Desperately, he tries to push up into Jared’s mouth or to pull his lips down again or best, do everything at once.
Jared likes the feel of Jensen in his hand, hard and heavy, already twitching. If one can be in love with a cock, then Jared definitely is with Jensen’s even though - if he ever told Jensen - he’d only smack the back of his head, call him a dumbfuck and laugh his ass off. But that’s the way it is, probably because Jensen’s the first guy Jared ever blew and was ever blown by. He’s had plenty opportunities to practice and he’s almost confident about it by now.
“Dude, you planning to finish this any time soon?” Jensen tightens the grip in Jared’s hair, bringing him back to the here and now.
Jared only grins in return, grins at the fact that he learnt how to make Jensen desperate, how to make him lose this cool façade and how to make a whiny little bitch out of him. Slowly, he lowers his head again. And when he pokes out his tongue, he doesn’t do more than tease the head of Jensen’s cock with the tip of his tongue.
Jensen groans again, once more trying to push up into the wetness of Jared’s mouth.
“Tell me. What d’you want, Jen?”
Of course, Jared knows exactly, but then, hearing Jensen beg and moan and whine and desperately ask for it is so much more fun - and if Jared has to admit - a total turn on. He’s hard in his pants and it feels uncomfortable, but he has different plans for Jensen as soon as he’s finished here and they’re back at Jensen’s place. That’s why his own needs can wait a bit longer.
“Suck, man,” Jensen pants, “Suck me. Fuck, Jared. Suck me off. Now.”
To emphasise that he really means it, Jensen fists Jared’s mop even more, almost to a painful extent. Jared snorts before he pushes his mouth down again - without a warning - swallowing Jensen almost to the base. He lets his teeth scrape over the hard flesh because he knows just how much Jensen loves it. And really, the sucked in breath only confirms it.
“Yeah, harder. Suck me.”
And Jared does, moving his lips up and down the shaft, pressing his tongue against it, while his hand does some stroking too. The angle is not comfortable at all - Jared has the handbrake poking into his side - and he could do a lot better if they were flat somewhere, a bed, a sofa, the floor even, anything but this twisted position, but Jensen doesn’t really seem to mind as he keeps moaning and swearing the way he always does when he’s close.
With his free hand, Jared starts massaging his co-star’s balls, first carefully, almost bashfully as if he never touched another man like this before, the pressure increasing as Jensen keeps encouraging him. (“Fuck, yeah, that’s good. Keep doing that.”) He tugs a little, squeezes a little, just the way he found out that Jensen likes it best. If he could he’d leave Jensen’s cock for a while and move his mouth to the soft skin there, sucking the balls into his mouth, one after the other, but in the end, fucking car, he can’t. He’ll have to remember to do so later. Now’s not the time anyway, as he can feel in his hands how Jensen’s balls draw close to his body. And he knows what that means.
Jared’s so hard in his pants that it almost hurts - no wait, it does - but there is no sense in trying to touch himself, nearly impossible. He tries to make a note that sucking Jensen in the car is not the best idea, yet he doesn’t really care when Jensen is coming hard in his mouth.
His orgasm is accompanied by a loud “Jesus Fucking Christ!” Of course Jensen’s mother would tell him off for that cuss, but then she’s never been sucked by Jared and doesn’t know about the heavenly pleasures that big mouth - because everything of Jared is big - knows to give too well.
Jared continues sucking for a little while, until he’s sure that Jensen’s done and that his cock stopped quivering. When he slowly moves up (his bones killing him because of the fucked up position he was in - being huge doesn’t help at all, by the way, when having sex in the car) he can see that Jensen leans back against the headrest, eyes closed that big, satisfied grin on his face.
Jared grins too as he asks, “So Jen, are we good again?”
“Sure thing we are,” Jensen answers as he tugs away his spent erection, carefully closing the fly and button of his jeans.
“Right,” Jared smirks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, “If not, I could try again once we’re back, you know?”
Jensen’s green eyes sparkle immediately in lust again before he answers, “Oh, if that’s the case.”
With finishing he quickly starts the engine to drive back to his flat.
The next day on set, they are shooting a BBQ scene in the on-set garden, on-set crappy weather included. Jensen remembers that, when reading the script the first time, he had a good time laughing at all the gay innuendo in this whole scene with everyone telling Sam and Dean that even gays are accepted in this wonderful neighbourhood.
Of course now, after he started sleeping with Jared and all that, there is this funny feeling in his belly that shouldn’t be there and that he will have to think more about until he can figure it out.
However, it’s exactly the part when Linda, head of sales, talks to them, telling them once more about their pro-gay policies and that Jensen - Dean - will excuse himself with the words, “I’ll go talk to Larry, ok honey?” when he smacks Jared’s butt as he walks away. It’s not in the script and he’s not supposed to, that’s why it’s even funnier. Jared is totally taken by surprise, not expecting it the least. He even makes a shrieking little, girly sound that he later will deny vehemently, however it makes the whole crew laugh once more.
When they’re waiting for the second take, standing next to each other in their previous positions to repeat the dialogue again, Jared hisses, “What was that for?”
But Jensen only laughs softly - low and seductive - right into his co-star’s ear, “I guess, Jay, my tongue will have to apologise to your ass later.”
Jared’s cheeks turn bright pink as his cock stirs in his pants. Fuck, how much does he want this workday to be over now?
Author: benitle
Rating: hard R
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Feedback: Yes, please!
Word Count: 2,485
Spoilers: Bugs
Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction. It never happened.
Summary: The crew shoot a scene from Bugs, and Jared acts in a way he’s not supposed to, which leads to an accident.
Note: Plotbunny inspired by a comment from my best friend, who wondered what could have happened when filming a certain scene from “Bugs” and I turned it into fic. Many thanks to thisissirius for quick and wonderful beta! *glomps again*
“And cut!” Kim yells.
Jensen looks at him with hopeful eyes, wishing nothing more than the director to say that they’d be done for today and that they can finally pack their stuff and go home. It’s been a long day for all of them and judging from Jared’s expression, his co-star is just as tired and exhausted as he is. They’ll quickly drive back to Jensen’s place, shower and maybe have a beer or two, while watching whatever crap is on TV for light entertainment before falling asleep, either making it to the bed or not.
The sun already set a few hours ago and by the time they’ll make it back to the apartment, it would probably be a few hours past midnight
“Ok, guys. One last time,” Kim eventually shouts and Jensen has to smirk as he hears not only Jared but probably everyone else too, release a deep groan of misery.
Right, so what can they do?
That’s why Jensen opens the door of the garage again, while Jared goes into reverse, just to drive the Impala - number 2, by the way - carefully back out of the driveway and onto the street.
Alright, again.
Jensen takes another deep breath before he claims the passenger seat of the car once more, gets back into Dean and his way of thinking, moving and just being.
“And action!” The familiar words.
“Uh, hey, pull over here,” he says in his Dean voice as Jared keeps driving the car.
They come to stand in front of a large closed garage when Jared asks (for the nth time this evening, repeating his lines of dialogue over and over again), “What are we doing here?”
Just like the script tells him to, Jensen gets out of the car and closes the door with the typical Impala-shriek (personally it would freak him out and he’d certainly do something about it unlike Jared who has this deep passion for classic muscle cars), before he quickly steps over to the garage. Throwing his arms he only states, “It’s too late to talk to anybody else.”
As he opens the gate, Jared answers his “We gonna squat in an empty house?” the perfect Dean-you’re-impossible expression on his face.
“I wanna try the steam shower. Come on!” is the prompt answer and since there is no reaction, he repeats his last words, louder and with more emphasis, “Come on!”
Jared frowns, but eventually he drives the car past Jensen, while the other man lowers the gate behind the Impala. On his way into the garage, Jared is supposed to slap Jensen’s lower abdomen, give him a little whack on the waist. Only this time, Jared does not quite hit his co-star’s stomach, but a tad further down. Jensen yelps loudly, which leads to the whole crew breaking out in roaring laughter.
“Watch out, idiot!” he snarls at Jared who continues snickering. He didn’t hit Jensen too hard, yet the angle was right, so to speak. And judging from Jensen’s facial impression - discomfort and annoyance - one can see that he clearly misses what’s supposed to be so dead funny that some of the people on set are holding their stomachs because they have to roar so hard.
“I’m sorry, dude,” he chuckles and if he could, he’d simply pull Jensen close for a kiss to seek forgiveness and apologise the way Jensen would like it best. Jensen’s gaze is intense and Jared doesn’t quite know whether it’s the “No sex for you tonight” or the “I’ll fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to sit for days” gaze.
“Cut!” Kim laughs before he goes on, “I guess Jensen’s had enough for today. Let’s leave it at that. We’ll continue tomorrow.”
Quickly, everyone packs their stuff, looking forward to finally going home for the evening. Jensen still seems grumpy and Jared can’t tell whether it’s because of the misplaced whack or because he’s simply tired and exhausted. He knows from experience and having worked with Jensen for quite some time now that the older man becomes cranky when he’s desperate for sleep and just getting flat somewhere to relax. However, he also knows that Jensen gets snappy when he’s mad at someone (for example after being hit and laughed at). This doesn’t really make this whole thing any clearer.
On their way to Jared’s truck, the younger man playfully tweaks the back of Jensen’s thigh to break the silence and make Jensen say anything. Just to draw any reaction from him that might give him a better idea of tonight’s reasons behind “grumpy”. Indeed, Jensen turns around, looking closely at his co-star.
“What?” Jensen snaps, “Wasn’t hitting my private parts enough for your daily pleasure, Jar?”
Angry it is then.
For a moment, Jared doesn’t know what to say apart from “I told you I was sorry and that I didn’t do it on purpose. I’m tired and it’s an accident,” but the little flicker in Jensen’s eyes gives it away, lets Jared know that in fact, Jensen’s just teasing and that he isn’t really mad.
Well, tired then?
Jared still thinks he should say sorry like he’d expect Jensen to apologise.
Once they’re in the car, lights out, in the comfortable darkness that protects, shields them from unwanted gazes, Jared bends over to kiss Jensen’s full lips. Slowly at first, he runs his tongue along that pouting lip that he loves so much. Jensen doesn’t hesitate much before he opens up, inviting Jared to slip his probing tongue between his teeth, into his willing mouth. In the meantime, Jared’s busy biting his co-star’s lower lip, he knows that it’ll be swollen once he’s done and that he has to be careful not to break it, but right now? He doesn’t give a fucking damn, all he can think about is Jensen, Jensen being so close and how his blood rushes downwards.
As they sit in the car, kissing and lapping, nibbling and biting - emitting little suckling sounds and vibrating moans - Jensen can feel his jeans start becoming tighter and tighter, resembling more and more a restricting and uncomfortable prison. At least that’s how it feels with his cock awakening as the kiss deepens. Once Jared breaks it, his warm breath brushing over Jensen’s wet and swollen lips, he whispers, “I guess I should apologise to your cock, Jen, for hitting it.”
Before Jensen understands what Jared exactly means with that, the younger man’s fingers fumble with the button and fly of his pants. Immediately, Jared shoves his hands into his lover’s underwear, just to pull out his half-hard cock.
He glances at Jensen one last time before he slowly lowers his head, bringing his lips close to the cock in his hands.
“Uhm, Jar,” Jensen moans, “I don’t think…ah, fuck…” - Jared presses his flat tongue against the head - “fuck, Jar, not here. If…fuck...Jar...what…someone comes by…”
This is as coherent as Jensen Ackles manages to be right fucking now. But Jared only laughs softly, whispering something against Jensen’s erection that the other man doesn’t get. Yet the fresh breeze from Jared’s breath against his wet head - the head that’s wet with Jared’s saliva and Jensen’s pre-come - makes him shiver and moan out loud again.
“Dude, are you actually talking to my cock?” Jensen bends his head down before he grins broadly, chuckling a bit.
“Jen, shut up. We’re having an important conversation here. It’s none of your business.”
Jared smirks before he turns his head to take a little bite at Jensen’s firm stomach, teasing the flesh through the shirt Jensen’s still wearing with his teeth only. He bites again, a bit harder this time, but when Jensen drops a hand onto his head, running his fingers through Jared’s dark, thick hair, Jared is reminded where his mouth is wanted right now.
He takes his time though.
Before he wraps his full lips around Jensen’s cock again, he thoroughly starts moving his hand up and down. Firmly, he strokes Jensen’s hard-on, using his thumb to stimulate the slickwetglistening head as well as he can.
Jensen only grunts and shifts and moans something that could have been “Fuck, Jared,” if one has enough fantasy to imagine it. Desperately, he tries to push up into Jared’s mouth or to pull his lips down again or best, do everything at once.
Jared likes the feel of Jensen in his hand, hard and heavy, already twitching. If one can be in love with a cock, then Jared definitely is with Jensen’s even though - if he ever told Jensen - he’d only smack the back of his head, call him a dumbfuck and laugh his ass off. But that’s the way it is, probably because Jensen’s the first guy Jared ever blew and was ever blown by. He’s had plenty opportunities to practice and he’s almost confident about it by now.
“Dude, you planning to finish this any time soon?” Jensen tightens the grip in Jared’s hair, bringing him back to the here and now.
Jared only grins in return, grins at the fact that he learnt how to make Jensen desperate, how to make him lose this cool façade and how to make a whiny little bitch out of him. Slowly, he lowers his head again. And when he pokes out his tongue, he doesn’t do more than tease the head of Jensen’s cock with the tip of his tongue.
Jensen groans again, once more trying to push up into the wetness of Jared’s mouth.
“Tell me. What d’you want, Jen?”
Of course, Jared knows exactly, but then, hearing Jensen beg and moan and whine and desperately ask for it is so much more fun - and if Jared has to admit - a total turn on. He’s hard in his pants and it feels uncomfortable, but he has different plans for Jensen as soon as he’s finished here and they’re back at Jensen’s place. That’s why his own needs can wait a bit longer.
“Suck, man,” Jensen pants, “Suck me. Fuck, Jared. Suck me off. Now.”
To emphasise that he really means it, Jensen fists Jared’s mop even more, almost to a painful extent. Jared snorts before he pushes his mouth down again - without a warning - swallowing Jensen almost to the base. He lets his teeth scrape over the hard flesh because he knows just how much Jensen loves it. And really, the sucked in breath only confirms it.
“Yeah, harder. Suck me.”
And Jared does, moving his lips up and down the shaft, pressing his tongue against it, while his hand does some stroking too. The angle is not comfortable at all - Jared has the handbrake poking into his side - and he could do a lot better if they were flat somewhere, a bed, a sofa, the floor even, anything but this twisted position, but Jensen doesn’t really seem to mind as he keeps moaning and swearing the way he always does when he’s close.
With his free hand, Jared starts massaging his co-star’s balls, first carefully, almost bashfully as if he never touched another man like this before, the pressure increasing as Jensen keeps encouraging him. (“Fuck, yeah, that’s good. Keep doing that.”) He tugs a little, squeezes a little, just the way he found out that Jensen likes it best. If he could he’d leave Jensen’s cock for a while and move his mouth to the soft skin there, sucking the balls into his mouth, one after the other, but in the end, fucking car, he can’t. He’ll have to remember to do so later. Now’s not the time anyway, as he can feel in his hands how Jensen’s balls draw close to his body. And he knows what that means.
Jared’s so hard in his pants that it almost hurts - no wait, it does - but there is no sense in trying to touch himself, nearly impossible. He tries to make a note that sucking Jensen in the car is not the best idea, yet he doesn’t really care when Jensen is coming hard in his mouth.
His orgasm is accompanied by a loud “Jesus Fucking Christ!” Of course Jensen’s mother would tell him off for that cuss, but then she’s never been sucked by Jared and doesn’t know about the heavenly pleasures that big mouth - because everything of Jared is big - knows to give too well.
Jared continues sucking for a little while, until he’s sure that Jensen’s done and that his cock stopped quivering. When he slowly moves up (his bones killing him because of the fucked up position he was in - being huge doesn’t help at all, by the way, when having sex in the car) he can see that Jensen leans back against the headrest, eyes closed that big, satisfied grin on his face.
Jared grins too as he asks, “So Jen, are we good again?”
“Sure thing we are,” Jensen answers as he tugs away his spent erection, carefully closing the fly and button of his jeans.
“Right,” Jared smirks, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, “If not, I could try again once we’re back, you know?”
Jensen’s green eyes sparkle immediately in lust again before he answers, “Oh, if that’s the case.”
With finishing he quickly starts the engine to drive back to his flat.
The next day on set, they are shooting a BBQ scene in the on-set garden, on-set crappy weather included. Jensen remembers that, when reading the script the first time, he had a good time laughing at all the gay innuendo in this whole scene with everyone telling Sam and Dean that even gays are accepted in this wonderful neighbourhood.
Of course now, after he started sleeping with Jared and all that, there is this funny feeling in his belly that shouldn’t be there and that he will have to think more about until he can figure it out.
However, it’s exactly the part when Linda, head of sales, talks to them, telling them once more about their pro-gay policies and that Jensen - Dean - will excuse himself with the words, “I’ll go talk to Larry, ok honey?” when he smacks Jared’s butt as he walks away. It’s not in the script and he’s not supposed to, that’s why it’s even funnier. Jared is totally taken by surprise, not expecting it the least. He even makes a shrieking little, girly sound that he later will deny vehemently, however it makes the whole crew laugh once more.
When they’re waiting for the second take, standing next to each other in their previous positions to repeat the dialogue again, Jared hisses, “What was that for?”
But Jensen only laughs softly - low and seductive - right into his co-star’s ear, “I guess, Jay, my tongue will have to apologise to your ass later.”
Jared’s cheeks turn bright pink as his cock stirs in his pants. Fuck, how much does he want this workday to be over now?