TFLN Comment Fic Meme
I think it's time for one of these again, don't you? They're always fun and I need some of that right now.
Picture and text copied with permission from bewaretheides15
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Picture and text copied with permission from bewaretheides15
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"Who?" Jensen asked, ripping the receipt off the roll and tucking it into the plastic bag.
"Your ex." Jared signaled with a tilt of his head.
The cashier turned to look out the window. His broad, rounded shoulders went stiff, and Jared knew that the ex was still watching him. "He's about to drive off."
"Then we'll make it quick." When Jensen turned back to him, Jared waggled his eyebrows and leaned forward over the counter, enough (he hoped) to get his point across.
Jensen's eyes widened before a devilish gleam entered them. When his lips parted and his tongue poked out to wet them, Jared might have let out a small whimper. Tiny crinkles formed at the corner's of Jensen's eyes, and then he was leaning up and aiming for Jared's mouth.
They met slightly off-center, lips briefly dry and dragging before Jared opened his mouth slightly to take Jensen's lower lip between his. The edge of the counter dug into his hip as he leaned forward, but the sensation was quickly drowned out by the soft press of Jensen's mouth on his, slick and warm and making Jared's pulse beat ever faster.
Then Jensen's tongue darted out, and Jared willingly parted his lips to let him in. Jensen made a soft noise that had the blood leaving Jared's head for regions down below, and he grabbed at the counter to steady himself.
The pen on the counter went clattering to the floor, and they both flinched back. "Whoa," Jensen said, eyes searching Jared's face, lips still parted but now red and wet.
"Sorry." Jared bent to retrieve the pen and press the heel of his hand to his suddenly raging boner. When he stood up, Jensen was brushing his fingertips over his mouth, and it made Jared want to grab him and kiss him senseless.
Instead, he looked out the window. The ex was still staring, but when he saw Jared looking at him, he snatched the bag off the roof and tossed it into the front seat.
Jared smirked and turned back to Jensen. The cashier had lowered his hand, his cheeks now faintly pink. "Thanks, man," he said quietly.
Jared wanted to say, "My pleasure," but those were the douche's words. Instead, he said, "Eh, I guess this town might be more exciting than I thought."
Jensen gave another, softer, snort. "Not really." He pushed Jared's bag towards him. "You're new here?" he asked.
Jared prayed he wasn't imagining the hopefulness in the tone. "Maybe. I work for a company who's thinking about setting up an office here. They sent me to check it out."
"Oh." Jensen wet his lips again, Jared's eyes following the movement. "Does that mean you need someone to show you around?"
Jared blinked. Ridiculously hot, gay, single, and hitting on Jared. After the fake kiss. No way was he this lucky. In case he was that lucky, he said, "Yeah, that could be helpful."
Jensen slowly smiled, those same crinkles forming at the corners of his eyes, and Jared found himself helplessly smiling back. "Well, in that case, I get off at 10:00."
Jared checked his watch. Ten more minutes. Then a devilish thought occurred to him, and he leaned over the counter to say quietly, "My hotel's next door. I'm thinking it'll be more like 10:15."
For a moment, as Jensen drew in a sharp breath, Jared thought he'd gone too far. Then Jensen's eyes darkened, and he leaned forward to murmur, "More like 10:30. Gonna make you work for it."
"Fuck," Jared breathed out. He was glad he had the grocery bag to carry in front of himself when he left, because otherwise he'd be scaring away the customers with what was now an impressive bulge in his slacks.
For reply, Jensen only winked.
In the end, Jensen was right: it was closer to 10:30 when he spilled into Jared's mouth, Jared following only a few seconds after. The second round was more like 11:15, and by the time they finally slept, Jared only had a few hours before his morning meeting.
He made sure to drag Jensen with him to Starbucks, tucked under his arm and looking freshly-fucked even after their shower (or maybe because of their shower), as they ordered lattes from the frowning barista with dark hair and narrow blue eyes.
Jared was definitely recommending that his company set up their next branch office here. With himself as the manager.
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Also, unf. That KISS.
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Yes, this! Loved it :)
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