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"Jensen pinned Misha to the wall, pressing their bodies hotly against each other." Misha paused. "Jensen's lips attacked Misha's neck, licking, biting and sucking-"
"You skipped some lines Mish," Jensen licked the available patch of skin on Misha's neck, up to his ear, Misha shuddered. "There was some dialogue there before I ravaged your neck," Jensen huffed. "Go on."
"Jensen worked his hand down to Misha's crotch," Jensen slowly ran his hand down Misha's chest, "cupping his hard cock-" Misha sputtered when Jensen's hand palmed him. "Oh god." Misha moaned.
"Mmm, that's not what is says Misha. I believe it says that I give a few hard strokes and then I say, 'You're so hard Misha. You always get this hard, this fast, just for me, don't you baby?'" Jensen laughed at the cheesy line, but gave Misha the hard quick strokes the story described.
"'Yes Jensen, god yes.' Misha groaned, fisting his hands in Jensen's shirt." Jensen felt Misha rocking his hips against his hand with each word he spoke.
"Nuh uh Misha. We're doing this by the word."
"Fuck, Jensen, I can't."
"You're a big boy Misha, I think you can handle it. Keep reading." Jensen gave a firm squeeze.
"Shit, please Jensen."
"Damn these stories really get you going? How many did you read before I showed up, huh Misha? You're practically begging to get off."
"Jen," Misha placed his hand over Jensen's, urging him to move.
"Do I even want to know how many stories you've read in general? Not just today?"
"No," Misha panted.
"Hmmm, I can only imagine the shit they write." Jensen took pity on Misha and pulled the zipper of his slacks down. "So what gets you off Misha? Me jerking you?" Jensen reached inside and rubbed Misha through his briefs, "Me sucking you?" Jensen pulled Misha's earlobe into his mouth suckling softly, "Me fucking you?"
"God..." Misha shivered.
"Or, you doing all of that to me?"
"Shit Jensen, all of it. Everything."
"Yeah, I bet you do."
Jensen finally freed Misha's cock, smirking at the sigh of relief from his co-star. His thumb grazed the tip, catching the precome that leaked out. Jensen's hand languidly stroked up and down Misha's shaft.
"This is probably better than any fan fiction, right?" Jensen teased, his strokes becoming harder and swifter.
"Yes," Misha reached down and fondled his neglected balls as Jensen continued to stroke.
No other words were spoken; moans, heavy breathing and wet flesh were the only sounds filling the room. Jensen felt Misha tense up, his moans grower louder.
"Let go Misha, come."
Misha tilted his head back, eyes closed tightly, Jensen's name on his lips, and coming on Jensen's hand and a little on the table.
Jensen pushed Misha's chair out, standing in front of him. "Next time," He ran his fingers through Misha's hair, "if you're ever curious," He tugged the hair lightly, "about what I'm really capable of," he leaned in closer, "doing to you," the words caressing Misha's lips, "ask me. Don't rely on what the fans think I can do to you."
Jensen closed the distance and kissed Misha, his tongue gaining access immediately. Misha's hand lazily ran up Jensen's thigh, but before it reached Jensen's cock, Jensen pulled away.
"Now clean up." Jensen stood up straight, adjusting his hard cock in his jeans.
"But you... Do you want me..." Misha stared up with glazed eyes.
"Later, we have to be back on set in 10 minutes." With a wolfish grin and a wink, Jensen walked out of the trailer.
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