Jensen revs his motorcycle, leaning forward to urge it faster. Jared leans in with him behind him, chest pressed against Jensen's back. This is his favorite time together, the two of them on his bike. No worries or stress or drama. Just them and his baby.
Jensen doesn't usually get all possessive. Not to be shallow, but he's hot and he knows how to keep his S.O. happy. Jared, though. Well. The boy flirts like he was born for it and every time Jared sees that smile with his dimples aimed at someone else? Jensen might get a little possessive. He'll hang closer to Jared, interject in the conversation more, casually brush his hands over Jared just to send out a message. Jared rolls with it, sometimes even smirking at him. The sex that night is usually the hottest, though, and Jensen's sure he's probably just encouraging Jared's behavior. But it's okay, at the end of the day, it's going to be just him and his boyfriend in their bed and that's enough.
Aubrey sticks Jared's index finger inside her mouth for the tenth time in the span of five minutes. His baby girl is teething and Jared's fingers are the closest thing she can find to relieve herself.
"She loves your fingers, man," Jensen says, looking down at their daughter.
"Just like her Papa," Jared shoots back, leering dramatically. Jensen rolls his eyes but doesn't disagree.
LOL That's true to. I'm slashing him extra by actually WRITING, how's that?
Jensen can't take his eyes off Jared. He knows he's in front of hundreds of fangirls who are looking for the exact thing, but his boy is in his element - all smiles and jokes and hair flipping. He rests his hand on Jared's knee, silently thanking the organizers for the cover on the table, and Jensen has to bite back his dopey grin as Jared instantly twines their fingers together. So maybe some of those hearts in his eyes show. Sue him.
Jensen watches as Jared does pushup number whoknowswhat. He kind of lost count after one. Muscles bulge and flex and sweat glistens on the tan skin. Jared's gasping a little too and it sounds unfairly sexy. His muscle shirt clings to him obscenely and the only thing running through Jensen's mind is holy fucking shit, you're hot.
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Also, you rock! *points to icon and hopes I'm playing the game right*
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You are :) haha
Jensen revs his motorcycle, leaning forward to urge it faster. Jared leans in with him behind him, chest pressed against Jensen's back. This is his favorite time together, the two of them on his bike. No worries or stress or drama. Just them and his baby.
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Jensen doesn't usually get all possessive. Not to be shallow, but he's hot and he knows how to keep his S.O. happy. Jared, though. Well. The boy flirts like he was born for it and every time Jared sees that smile with his dimples aimed at someone else? Jensen might get a little possessive. He'll hang closer to Jared, interject in the conversation more, casually brush his hands over Jared just to send out a message. Jared rolls with it, sometimes even smirking at him. The sex that night is usually the hottest, though, and Jensen's sure he's probably just encouraging Jared's behavior. But it's okay, at the end of the day, it's going to be just him and his boyfriend in their bed and that's enough.
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Awesome (teeny) fic hun! I loveeeeed it.
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Aubrey sticks Jared's index finger inside her mouth for the tenth time in the span of five minutes. His baby girl is teething and Jared's fingers are the closest thing she can find to relieve herself.
"She loves your fingers, man," Jensen says, looking down at their daughter.
"Just like her Papa," Jared shoots back, leering dramatically. Jensen rolls his eyes but doesn't disagree.
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LMAO!!! I laughed so hard at this hon... like we don't do that any other day anyway. XD
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LOL That's true to. I'm slashing him extra by actually WRITING, how's that?
Jensen can't take his eyes off Jared. He knows he's in front of hundreds of fangirls who are looking for the exact thing, but his boy is in his element - all smiles and jokes and hair flipping. He rests his hand on Jared's knee, silently thanking the organizers for the cover on the table, and Jensen has to bite back his dopey grin as Jared instantly twines their fingers together. So maybe some of those hearts in his eyes show. Sue him.
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aaaaaaawwwwwwwwww this is what happend at Comic Con, I'm sure. so adorable. thanks hon! :)
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Jensen watches as Jared does pushup number whoknowswhat. He kind of lost count after one. Muscles bulge and flex and sweat glistens on the tan skin. Jared's gasping a little too and it sounds unfairly sexy. His muscle shirt clings to him obscenely and the only thing running through Jensen's mind is holy fucking shit, you're hot.
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That was hot! Seriously.
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I'm glad you liked it :D
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