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Girl At The Rock Show Part 6 -smut warning 18+

Characters: Jensen Ackles (xreader). Mac(o.c), Jared Padalecki.

Warnings: SMUT, Oral fem receiving, Oral Male receiving, Fingering, P.I.V. Unprotected sex (wrap it y'all), Language Drinking, Fluff, lmk if I forgot any

Summary: Getting dragged to that live show might have been the best thing that ever happened to you. Now you are falling. Falling fast.

Word count: 7,193 words (sorry couldn't stop)

A/N: So there's a lot bit of smut. I'm still new at it. Be nice Thank you all for the kind words and the inspiration to keep writing.🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 Hope y'all enjoy it. 💗

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Part 3

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Part 5

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{} Reader’s P.O.V {}

“I’m not an expert, but you sound ready for this interview to me, sweetheart.” He looked at you with a smile as he slowed and pulled up to the gate. He leaned out to put the code in.

“I think I am. Just hopefully they like me.”

“And who wouldn’t,” he winked at you, making you smile.

You looked forward and your jaw dropped. “Holy shit Ackles, Its huge.” He smirked. “Perv.” You teased him, making him laugh. “So do you have a crazy rich person collection?”

“Is that really a thing?” He asked driving through the gate.

“I guess so.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Like art, watches, Oh Nicholas Cage has a real dinosaur skull in his backyard.”

“That would be kinda cool.”

“Freaking celebrities,” you said smiling at him. and he laughed as he lifted his head.

He whipped around the cul-de-sac, so the house was on your side. Damn this house was nice. You got out and noticed the garage. “Um 7 doors?”

“Alright. So maybe I have one crazy collection. There are 2 empty spots though, so not as bad.”

“Can I see them?” you bit your lip.

“Absolutely.” He held his hand out, you walked over to him and laced your fingers in his. You walked over to the door. In the first spot was Baby. “you’ve met Baby.” He said as you walked past her. “Second spot is usually where the truck goes.” He said leading you through the empty space

“A Porche 911 GT3 RS?!!” You quicken your steps and hesitate to touch it. “You have a Porche 911 GT3 RS and you picked me up in a ’67 Impala?”

He chuckled. “Shhh You’ll hurt her feelings.” He mocked you

“So does the almost girlfriend get to driver her?”

He grimaced as he inhaled sharply. “I don’t know about that one.”

Your eyes went wide “But I let you drive my Beau.”

“You got to drive Baby.”

“Well, I didn’t know I had options.” You said frantically with wild eyes. He laughed “Not fair.” You said and then pouted.

“I’ll think about it.” he teased.

You sighed. “I guess that’s better than a no.” He smiled “Bye Porche. Don’t worry I’ll drive you one day.” He chuckled. The next car was a 1968 Chevrolet Camaro. “Hey, look its Beau’s dad.”

“Quite the car enthusiast huh?” he asked.

“Got it from my pops. That man loved cars.”

He smiled “Mine too!”

The last car was a 1966 Ford Shelby Mustang GT350. “Oh, she’s pretty.”

“She was my first after baby.”

“Your crazy rich person collection is very nice.” He grinned. “And have I told you that you look very handsome today Mr. Ackles.”

“Still thinkin about it.”

“Damnit.” You said making him laughed.

As you walked to the house you pointed at a flat part of his lawn. “Your dinosaur skull would look great right there.”

He smiled. “Or I could buy another Porsche.” You narrowed your eyes at him. “What? Too soon?”

“Jerk.” You raised your eyebrows and waited.

“Are you really trying to get me to call you a bitch, so you can guilt trip your way into the Porsche”

You gasped. “I would never!” you smirked. He chuckled and shook his head.

The front porch was big with a nice seating area. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He pushed the door open and gestured for you to go. You walked in a nice sized area. Stairs going up on the left. To the right were couches on either side of the coffee table with pops of blue and grey from the throw pillows. He took his suit jacket off and hung it on the back of the couch that was closet. “So, this is the seating area I guess you’d call it.” He started toward the doorway on the other side of the room. “You want a beer?” he turned around to you kicking off your boots and sliding them out of the way. “Sweetheart you don’t hav.”

You put your hand up “I don’t need the ghost of my mother coming to yell at me for wearing shoes in your house.” you said with a smile. He chuckled. “But I will take that beer.” You followed him into a gorgeous kitchen. A big bar and a nice island. All shiny stainless-steel appliances. You hopped on one of the barstools. You saw a picture of him and his family on the fridge. “Aw you guys are cute.”

He smiled as he closed the fridge. “That’s my daddy, Alan. That’s my mama, Donna. My brother, Joshua. My sister, Mackenzie. And me. That was last Christmas.”

“You guys close?”

“Super. They all still live in Texas, so we get together as much as we can.”

“Adorable.”

He smiled as he cracked open the can he got out of the fridge. “Here.” He slid it to you. “Try that.”

You narrowed your eyes to him as you lifted the beer. You looked down at the can. “Family business beer company. Cosmic cowboy.” You lifted your brows and looked at him.

“Just try it.” You took a drink. It was pretty damn good. You could taste a layer of pine with notes of pineapple and grapefruit. You don’t know how mixed together perfectly, but it did “Well?”

“Eh.” He gave you an unamused look. “Just kidding Ackles. It’s pretty good.” He narrowed his eyes “I mean oh my god. This is the best beer I’ve ever tasted in my life.” You said with thick sarcasm

He laughed. “I know whoever thought up that recipe is a freaking genius, right?!”

You chuckled. “I don’t know if I’d go that far, but it’s a damn good beer.”

He shook his head with a smile and opened another can. You spun around to another seating area although this one was much bigger. You hopped off the barstool and took a couple steps. There was a huge screen hanging on the wall in front of a colossal sectional with a matching ottoman. you turned back to him. “Really a projector?” he leaned against the bar.

“That thing is badass. I just had it put in a bout a month ago. I can not wait to watch the cowboys on it. “

“Yea. Hopefully they will do better this year than last year.” He raised an eyebrow. “You gotta admit they kind of sucked last year.”

His face went hard. “Please tell me your joking.”

“Oh, is the cowgirls a soft spot?” you teased.

He hid a smile and narrowed his eyes at you. He stepped towards you. You started to take a step back, but he lunged at you. With a small yelp he tossed you over his shoulder “Really?! This hardly seems necessary Jensen.” He started humming as he walked into the tv area, ignoring your whines. “Seriously? I’m in a freaking dress here. This is not appropriate.” He started singing still ignoring you.” You put your elbows in his back and lifted your head. “Can you at least tell me if my ass is hanging out?” he continued singing. You took a deep breath and exhaled through your lips letting them vibrate. You felt him chuckle. “Those slack looks good on you Mr. Ackles.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere.” He said stopping in front of the sectional. “Are you done running your mouth?” he said in a playful tone.

“I can’t make any promises.”

“Ok, we can finish the tour like this.” He started spinning in circles. “So, this is the living room.”

“Ok. Stop. You win. The cowboys rule.”

He laughed and bent over sitting you on the sofa. You caught his face with your hands before he could stand back up. A fire woke in your core when his needy lips captured yours and your hands slid up into his hair. He let out a growl as you leaned onto the couch pulling him with you, he put his hands on the back of the couch to catch his weight. Your tongue danced in anticipation as you parted your lips and waited. The fire blazed brightly at the taste of his skillful tongue. You imagined how his tongue would feel in other places and your core pulsed.

You sat up, with your mouth still on his. You put your hand on his chest and gently pushed him back as you stood up. He looked at you with questioning eyes. You smirked and gently shoved him down on the couch. He looked up at you with those shiny emeralds, You smiled as you raised your right knee and placed it on the couch beside him resting your hand on the back of the couch and slowly started to stretch the other over him. He let out another growl and grabbed your hips and pulled you down in top of him. A moan escaped your lips as his clothed shafted brushed against your thin panties. His finger tangled in your hair and pulled your mouth back down to his. His tongue instantly back on yours. Again you imagine how good his tongue would feel between your legs, your hips start to rock. He moaned and you could feel his hardness twitch through the clothes.

You gripped his hair with your fingers and pulled his head back exposing his neck. You trailed kisses up and down his neck, His breath quickened as you started to rock faster. Pants and moans filled the large room.

“Mmmm Baby…” he moaned. “You sure about this?”

You brought your lips up to his ear. You felt him twitch again as you whispered yes and took his earlobe in your lips. Lightly tugging on it with your teeth.

He let out a loud growl and lifted you as he stood, your legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed you and then bounced you moving his hands to your ass, then he walked through the kitchen and into the sitting area. You kissed up his neck as you lifted yourself brushing against his hardness. He groaned and suddenly your back was against the wall. His mouth devouring yours. He nuzzled his nose against yours then skimmed it across your cheek and his lips find your earlobe as he starts to roll his hips “Jensen.” you whimpered, you core pulsating with desire. You can feel the smile against your ear. He tightens his grip on your ass and spins as he starts up the stairs. You lifted to kiss his neck again.

“Sweetheart you do it again we ain’t making it to the bedroom.” He said making you giggle.

He nudged the door open with his foot and laid you down on the bed. He stepped back and flipped on the light on. A smile spread across his face as he looked you up and down, you couldn’t help but smile back. Your arms wrapped around him as he crawled on top of you, he let out a moan as he dipped his hips. Putting his lips back on yours he slid his hand up your thigh leaving a trail of goosebumps. The fire flowed through your veins when he reached your clit. You let out a moan of his name as he started circling it through your panties. His fingers dipped down, as he pushed your panties to the side. He let out a groan once he felt how wet you were for him. The fire rushes through your veins again as he slides his finger into your entrance. He moaned as you bucked your hips making his finger go deeper. He trailed kisses down your neck as he slid a second finger into you. He started pumping his fingers and pulled your already low dress down exposing your breast. You let out a moan as he flicked your nipple with his tongue. You fill the room with moans and heavy pants. As he takes your nipple into his mouth swirling his tongue around it and speeds up the pumping of his fingers.

“Jen, Jensen.” you moan loud as you fell the knot in your stomach tighten.

“You gonna come on my fingers (y/n)?” he pumps his fingers harder and starts circling your clit with his thumb. “Mmm come for me.” he curled his fingers and found you g-spot and the knot bursts making you moan out his name again, pure bliss crashing over your body. You quivered as he slowed his fingers, helping you ride out your high. He kissed your lips as he slid his fingers out, He sat up and licked your juices off them. “mmmm”

He hooked his fingers under your panties, and you lifted giving him permission. He stood up as he slides them off your feet. Gazing in your eyes his finger works the buttons on his shirt. You lick your lips leaving the bottom one in your teeth, God he was so sexy. He finished the last button, and the shirt dangled open giving you a peek at his chiseled chest and ab lines. You inhaled deeply as you drank the view in. Your eyebrow raised as he unbuckled his belt with one hand and slid it off in one quick motion throwing it across the room. He hovered over your dripping core, inhaling your sweet scent. He looked up at you with a devilish smile and wrapped his arms around your thighs. Spreading them as he pulled your ass to the edge of the bed. He lifted your knees leaving kisses down your inner thigh and he knelt on his knees. Your walls clenched when you felt his hot breath on your dripping lips. A loud moan pulled from your lungs as he dives in lapping up your sweet juices.

“Jensen” you cry out as he swirls his togue around your clit. He moaned at the sound of his name and kept going keeping the same pace. Your fingers twisted in his hair when he put his fingers back inside you and you praised him with another moan of his name. The knot in your stomach tightened as he curled his fingers and found that sweet spot once more. You tugged at his hair as he pumps his finger faster. You start to roll your hips, and he flattened his tongue against your swollen clit letting you set the pace you want. “Babe, I’m gonna.” You cry out as you fell the knot in your stomach about to burst again.

He shoved his fingers deeper. “Mmmm come on baby” Your face scrunched as you reached your climax. Your soaked pussy clenching around his fingers. Heavy pants filled the room as he helped you ride out the high for the second time. He crawled back on top of you, a huge grin on his and his beard glistening from your cum. He wiped his mouth on his shirt and then kissed you. He lifted off you and unbuckled the belt around your waist. you sat up and lifted your arms, he slid the dress over your head and tossed it. You ran your hands up his chest and caught his shirt and continued sliding until his shoulders were bare. He jiggled his arms, and it dropped to the floor. He stood up and pulled down his slack and boxers unleashing he thick throbbing cock. He stroked his shaft as he looked at your naked body. He let out a moan as your hand slid down to your clit and you started pleasuring yourself.

He smirked and crawled back on top of you. He kissed your lips and wrapped his arms under you. Lifting you again he walked on his knees until your head was at the pillows.

“(y/n) you 100% sure?”

You reached down and took his cock into your fingertips. He let out a moan as you slid his tip up and down your slick. You moaned together as you put the tip in your entrance and bucked your hips, making him slide into you. “Fuck.” Jensen whispered as he dipped his hip and buried himself further into you. He smiled and then kissed you as he waited for you to adjust to his size. You bucked your hips letting him know you were ready. He brought his hips back, making you moan his name again as he pushed back in. He answered you with a groan. He rested his forehead against you as he quickened his pace. You raked your nails across his back, and he lifted onto his elbows making his cock go deeper inside of you. Your walls pulsed at his husky moan of your name. Heavy pants coming from both of you as he pumped into your harder. You moaned his name as you felt the knot in your stomach tightening. You breathe hitched as you neared your climax. “Baby don’t stop.” Your walls tightened around him. “Right there.”

“Come on (y/n). I wanna feel you come again.” The knot bursts once more and the bliss crashes over you again. He moaned loudly at the feeling of your walls clenching him. Jensen buried his face in the nook of your neck as he let out a loud groan and pulled out. You bit you lip as you felt his warm cum spread on your stomach. He raised his head after he caught his breath and kissed your cheek then your lips. You smiled as he did his cute nose nuzzle. He kissed your lips again. He tried to get up, but you pulled him back down to kiss him. He kissed you and tried to get back up, but you didn’t release your hold. He chuckled. “Sweetheart, I gotta get you cleaned up.”

“One more.” He chuckled and kissed you one more time. You let him up. You laid as still as you could and sucked your belly. Trying to keep it from running onto the bed. You heard the water turn on and then off. He can back in with warm wet wash cloth in one hand and a towel in the other. You jumped at the jolt from your warm sensation on your sensitive clit.

“Sorry.” He said with a grimace.

“It’s ok.” You watched with admiration and a smile as he made sure he got all the sticky substances off your skin. After he was done, he threw the linens toward the bathroom and walked over to his dresser. He got out a white shirt “Do you want boxers, gym shorts, or sweatpants?”

“Boxers are fine.” He took a pair out and handed the clothes to you. “Thank you.” sitting up.

He kissed your lips. “(y/n) you don’t have to thank me for taking care of you.”

“Well, I did, and I will. Get used to it Ackles.” He chuckled. He kissed you again and then walked back over to the dresser. He slid on a pair of boxers and started gathering up the clothes on the floor while you got dressed.

He came back in and laid down on his back beside you. raising his arm and putting it under his head. “I think next time we should leave your boots on.” You laughed and laid on your back beside him. He had his eyes closed. He brought his arm down around you and pulled you closer to him. You laid your head on his chest with already heavy eyelids. He kissed the top of your head. “So, I thought it over.”

“About the Porche?”

He chuckled. “Mmhm.”

“Good or bad?”

“Maybe both?”

“How? It’s either a yes which is good and the right choice. Or its no and I will cry.”

He chuckled again. “Well, there’s a condition...” you noticed his heartbeat start to race.

“Yes. Whatever it is yes.”

“Ya wanna hear what you’re signing up for first?”

“Sure.”

“I want that almost word to go away….”

“What almost.” Your heart jumped in your throat when you realized what he was saying. “You don’t think it’s too soon?”

“Do you think it’s too soon?”

“I think other people will.”

“Fuck ‘em.” You chuckled. “I knew as soon as I saw you at the bar.”

“Oh, whatever Ackles.”

“I’m serious.” He brought his hand up and laced his fingers through yours. “I know what I want, if you no ther.”

“When did I say that?”

“I’m just sayin’ darlin’.”

You raised your head and looked at him. He opened his eyes. “You sure you want plain ol’ boring me?”

“Baby, you are far from plain and boring.”

You smiled. “Ok.”

“Ok?” the corners of his mouth turned up.

“Yes Jensen.” A smile spread across his face exposing almost all his teeth. He grabbed you and pulled your face up to him. He kissed you passionately and then his smile returned.

You put your head back on his chest and he started humming. You took a deep breath and let it out. He started to run his fingers through your hair, and you could feel yourself dozing.

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{} Jensen’s P.O.V {}

He woke up before his alarm went off. She was still asleep in his arms. His heart filled with joy as he replayed last night in his head.

“What time is it Ackles?” she whispered

“How’d you know I was awake?”

“I can feel your eyes on me.”

He chuckled and grabbed his phone. “It’s 4:30”

“And how far away from my house am I?”

“About half an hour.” She sighed.

“30 more minutes.” She pleaded as she nuzzled in his chest. He smiled and rolled on his side wrapping his arm around her tightly. He felt her drift back to sleep. Alright Jensen time to be a good boyfriend. He smiled at the thought.

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{} Reader’s P.O.V {}

You woke up in a cold empty bed. Really? You thought disappointed, but then you smelled it. The cold air gave you goosebumps as you got out of his bed. You dipped into the closet then headed down the stairs.

“Good morning Mr. Ackles.” You said walking into the kitchen.

“Dang it. I was trying to surprise you. It’s not even 5 yet.” he said as he flipped the bacon. You walked over and kissed him on the cheek. And turned toward the coffee maker. “Hey one more.” He stuck his cheek out in your direction. He turned his head, so you were kissing his lips. “Good morning.” He said with a smile. “That’s a really nice hoodie you got there.”

“Get used to it Ackles, girlfriend gets access to any and all hoodies.” You said grabbing one of the mugs he had out and pouring coffee.

He chuckled. “Oh really? Sugar’s there he pointed and creams in the fridge.”

“Hey, I don’t make the rules.” You said, opening the fridge and grabbing the creamer. He took the rest of the bacon out of the pan, putting it on a rack with a try underneath so the grease could drip off. You stepped in front of him to grab a piece and his arms wrapped around you. You ate a couple more pieces of bacon and feed him bites here and there. “You comin’ with me to get your truck?”

“Yea Mac probably wants it out of the driveway.”

“Are you kidding? She probably already posted pictures with it.” he chuckled. He leaned back on the bar. “You full babes?” you asked.

“Yea. I was snacking with making it.”

You turned around and walked over to him. wrapping your arms around his neck, his went around your waist. “Thank you for breakfast,” you pulled his face to yours and nuzzled his nose.

“Any time sweetheart.” He said with a smile

You pulled up your gate and leaned out to punch in the code. “You alright over there?” you said as he adjusted his sweats.

“You driving a stick is pretty hot, not gonna lie.” You giggled and pulled through the gate.

You pulled up in the driveway and pulled the e-break. You sighed and got out. You waited for him in front of your car. “You know she’s gonna have a million questions, right?”

“Bring ‘em on” he said with a smile. “Are you gonna tell her about your new boyfriend.”

“Ha old news. Her and Jared swore up and down yesterday you were already my boyfriend.” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders as you walked to the front door.

“Well good morning.” Mac yelled from the kitchen.

“Morning.” You said walking into the kitchen. Mac was standing at the counter.

“Oh. My. God.” She said “getting a look at your outfit. “I want every dirty little detail. I bet he is freaking.” You smiled and your cheeks got warm. “Like how huge are talking? Oh, I bet he gives a mean dic.

“Mornin’ Mac.” Jensen said as he walked through the doorway

“Hey Jensen.” she said embarrassed. He chuckled.

“How many pictures did you take with the truck?” you asked her as she handed you a cup of coffee.

“None.” She stuck her tongue out at you. “Coffee Jensen?”

“Sure, just black is fine.”

“So how was dinner?” she asked, handing him his coffee.

“It was amazing.

“And after dinner?’

“Even more so.”

She looked over at the clock. “Shit I gotta go. Good luck today! Even though you don’t need it.” She blew you a kiss, “Jensen always nice to see you.” she grabbed her purse. Tonight. It starts! Love you,”

“Bye Mac.” He said.

“Bye love you.” you told her.

Jensen turned to you. “So. What starts tonight?”

You raised your brows. “Take a guess.”

His eyes lit up. “Really?”

“Yep. I gotta get in the shower.”

“Finally!!” he yelled making you laugh.

You wrapped a towel around you as you stepped out of the shower. You walked through the doorway to Jensen laying on your bed. You smiled.

“Ya know what I don’t get.”

“What’s that doll face?”

“Why do they put up with this bitch? If nobody in the office likes her why not kick her to the curb?”

“Because it a reality TV show. Gotta have some drama.”

“And all these girls do is run behind each other’s back sayin she said this and she said that.” He looked over to you smirking at him “what?”

“You are totally into this show.”

“I am not.”

“Ok Ackles. Whatever you say.” Said with a chuckle as you grabbed panties and a bra out of your dresser.

He licked his lips eyeing you. “so you gonna drop that towel or…”

“Are you gonna turn your head?”

“Nope. Get used to it sweetheart. Boyfriend gets access to any and all naked shots.” You narrowed your eyes at him “hey I don’t make the rules.” He smirked raising an eyebrow.

His phone started to ring. He put his hand over the back camera and answered it. “Hey buddy what’s up? How’s Odette?”

She’s asleep in the back seat. I just dropped the boys off at school.”

“Really Jensen?!” You gestured at your nakedness.

“Yea like I’d really show him. I love him, but not that much.” Jensen chuckled. “Is she feeling any better?”

“Not really. She keeps saying he ear hurts. He fever did break last night. You want me to let you go?” He noticed Jensen not paying attention.

“I’m listening to you. Her ear hurts and he fever broke last night.” He didn’t look away from you as you out your bra and panties on.

“What are you watching?”

“(y/n) is getting ready for her interview.” You stepped into your skirt and found a nice top in your closet. You ran into Mac’s room to grab the shoes she said you could borrow.

“Oh, so we are changing in front of each other now?”

Jensen looked at the phone and gave Jared a shy smile. Jared raised his eyebrows. “What time is her interview?”

“8:30.”

You looked at your watch as you walked back into your room. It was 7:35 “ I have to leave in 10 mins.”

“It only takes 20 minutes to get there.”

“I want to be early.”

“25 minutes earlier?”

“There could be traffic or a wreck or I could get lost. There are many things that could go wrong and knowing my luck will go wrong. Better to be prepared Ackles.” Your walked back into your bathroom twisting you hair into a classy bun .

“Yea Ackles. Jeez.” Jared chimed in “Hey My mama said she would watch Odette for a while if you wanna get a coffee before you leave.”

“Always down for coffee with Padalecki.” Text me when you get back in town and we’ll meet up.”

“Sounds good. Good luck (y/n)!!

“Thanks Jared.” You yelled from the bathroom.

“Love you. Jay.”

“Love you more.” He hung up

“You two are adorable.”

“Shush.” He teased.

You took a deep breath and headed for the door. Jensen followed

Stopping at the driveway you turned to him with your lips out. He chuckled and kissed you.

“Good luck.” Another peck. “Not that.” Another. “You need it.” And another. “Call me after?” you nodded and he kissed putting his hand on your cheek this time.

“Bye Mr. Ackles.” You said with a smile as both of you walked to your driver’s doors.

He chuckled again “Bye baby.”

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{} Jensen’s P.O.V {}

Jensen was rinsing the shampoo out of his hair when he heard his phone ring he grabbed it off the sink “Hey Padalecki.”

“What’s up man?” Jared asked.

“Nothin’ finishing my shower.”

“Oh, do you have company in that shower?”

“Funny. You know she’s at her interview.”

Jared laughed. “Would it be easier for me to come there?”

“Well depends. Where you at?”

“Coming back in on 275.”

“Yeah, just come here and we can take one car.”

“Alright I’ll be there in a minute.”

“K.” Jensen replied and Jared ended the call.

“Yo.” Jensen heard Jared yell.

“Bedroom.” Jensen yelled back,

“Ackles!”

“What’s up man?”

“I’m more interested in what’s up with you.”

Jensen chuckled. “So, we made it official.”

“Oh yeah?” Jensen nodded with a grin. “Not surprising.” Jared walked over to the dresser and sat on top of it. Jensen grinned. “Was it before or after?” he asked. Jensen furrowed his brow. “Jensen, I have known you for a very long time. You think I don’t know what’s behind that grin? Why do you think I’m sitting here?”

“Shut up.” Jensen said with pink cheeks.

Jare smiled . “So, she didn’t think it was too soon?”

“She mentioned it, but she said she didn’t think so. She was worried other people would think so.”

“Fuck ‘em.”

“That’s exactly what I said.”

Jared bounced up and down. “I’m so excited and happy for you dude.”

“Please don’t break my dresser. You don’t need to replace anything else in this house.”

“I haven’t broken that much of your stuff.” As he hopped down.

Jensen raised his eyebrows. “You wanna go over the list?” he asked slipping on his boots.

“No. I wanna hear more about your girlfriend.” Jared teased as they walked out of the room. Jensen rolled his eyes “In all seriousness though I am really happy for you. She seems like a good catch. “

“Thanks man. I think so.” He said walking grabbing the laundry bag and walking out the door.

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“Alright J.P What do you need?” Jared pulled out his phone and opened his notes. “Oh, you have a list?”

“Yeah, Gen makes me type one out now.”

“Yeah, I would too if I was her.” Jensen’s phone started to ring. His face lit up. He hit the green icon. “Hey beautiful, how’d it go?” He gestured for Jared to take the cart.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“Are you really trying to pull a Joey Tribbiani on me right now?”

“Damnit.” He could hear her sigh, and he chuckled. “It was amazing. They offered me the job on the spot. I start the day after tomorrow.”

“That’s my girl. See you had nothing to worry about.”

“Whatcha doin?”

“At target with Jared. Grabbing a few things for my flight. Gen asked him to pick some stuff up for the house.” He followed behind Jared. “What are you doing?”

“Heading back to my place to get some jeans.”

“Meet us at my place after?”

“I’ll see you then.”

“Bye, sweetheart.”

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She pulled up to the gate. “Call Ackles” she said as she pushed the voice commend button on her steering wheel.

“What’s wrong?” Jensen answered the phone.

“Nothing’s wrong I just can’t get in.”

He told you the gate key as you punched it in. “Thanks

“No prob.” She hung up.

“In Here.” Jensen yelled as you shut the door. You kicked your boots off and followed his voice.

You cover your mouth and let out a belly laugh when you see selling sunset projecting on his wall. You caught your breath. “You have Padalecki watching it now too? I’m sorry buddy.”

“I hate it, but I can’t stop watching it. Why?!”

You and Jensen laughed. “Hey Ackles, I’m stealing some chips.”

“You can have whatever you want.” Jensen got up. “You want anything man?”

“No. I’m good.”

Jensen walked into the kitchen and noticed his clothes folded neatly on the counter, along with his hoodie. “What’s this? You’re not gonna hold my hoodie hostage?”

“Or did I just bring it back to spray cologne on it?” He smiled. “Don’t let me forget my dress when we leave. K?”

“It’s already at the dry cleaners.” He stuck his tongue out. “I can do nice things too.” You turned to put the chips away. He stepped towards you, when you turned back around, to him holding an arrangement of flowers in a vase. “Congrats on the job.” He kissed your cheek.

Your eyes started to water. “Thank you, they are beautiful.” You kissed him. You sat the vase on his counter.

“You guys are just the cutest!” Jared said, you shook your head and smiled. You both joined him on the couch. You watched and giggled when the boys started bitching about the show.

Jared looked at his watch. “I gotta go get the baby and get her to the doctor.”

“I’ll walk you out.” Jensen said as he got up and followed his friend.

You paused the show and stretched out on the sectional. You could hear him running back into the living room. He jumped on top of you making you giggle. He kissed you cheek then your lips then your forehead. Then your other cheek then your lips again. He started to raise his upper body, but you stopped him wrapping your arms around his neck, you brought his lips back down to yours weaving them together. He growled when you pushed your tongue into his mouth. You took his hat off and tossed it, his hair tickled as it fell into your face. You whimpered as he dipped his hips rubbing his hardness against you. He trailed kisses across your cheek and down your neck mixing them with little nibbles, you grinded against him making him growl again. His hand slid up in your t-shirt and found your bra-covered breast, you moan as he started to caress it. His lips found yours again and he shoved his tongue inside them making the fire radiate through your core. He tucked his arm behind you searching for your bras clasp. He unhooked it and sat you up. your arms lifted and he slid your shirt over your head. He guided you back down with his mouth on yours. Then started trailing kisses but didn’t stop at your neck this time. He stopped at the top of your breast sucking down on the sensitive skin. A small gasp left your lips when he grazed it with his teeth. You could feel the area starting to bruise. “Really Jensen?” He pulled away admiring his work he gave you a wicked grin. He dragged his tongue from the sore area down to your nipple. Making you gasp again as he started to flick his tongue against it. You grinded against him trying to find some release for your pulsating center.

“Mmmmm someone’s a bit impatient.” His hand crushed against your hip holding them down. You let out a frustrated moan and he flashed that grin again. He bit his lip as he watched you squirm. He brought his mouth down to you other nipple and took it in his teeth as his fingers started stimulating your clit through your jeans. “Fuck Jensen.” You felt him smile again. He swirled his tongue as he quickened his fingers. Your heavy pants and moaned filled the air as you felt the knot tightening again. He stopped and sat up. He unbuckled your jeans and slid both of your bottoms off. No teasing this time he dove right in. Making you arch your back and moan his name loudly. The knot tightened and tightened as he lapped at your clit. He slid his fingers in your entrance and started pumping them. “Baby,” your walls clenched his fingers tight letting him know you were close. He curled them and the knot bursts as soon as he found it. He sat up and slowed his pumping as the bliss flowed through your veins. “I love making you cum.”

You smiled at him. “I love the way you make me cum.” You said sitting up and grabbing his shirt, he lifted his arms, and you pulled it over his head. He stood up unbuttoning his pants and pulled both of his bottoms down. You pushed off the couch and stood in front of him taking his throbbing cock into your hand. A grunt escaped his throat as you started pumping his shaft. His eyes went wide as you kneeled.

Your mouth watered with eagerness to taste his cock as you rubbed his tip on your lips. You stroked him with your hand. “Mmm Baby” he twitched at you took him in your mouth, but just barely. You started sucking, taking more and more and of him as your head moved towards his body. “Fuck (y/n)” he moaned as he reached your throat. You looked up to find his green eyes looking back. Brighter than you’ve ever seen them. You bobbed your head slowly and as your pace sped up so did his panting. You wrapped your hands around the back of your thighs and gave him permission. His hands gripped your hair as he thrusted in and out of you mouth “Fuck baby.” You sucked harder. “Baby. I’m gonna cum.” He tried to pull out of your mouth, but your wrapped hands stopped him and pulled him deeper into your mouth. With a loud groan you felt his salty goodness trickle down your throat. His hands slid to your face as you stood up and his mouth was on yours. You turned him and shoved him down on the couch. You sat down straddling him and sinking down on his hardness you both let out a moan. You leaned on him and started bouncing. He smacked your ass as you rode him. fire flowing through your veins. The knot in your stomach started to tighten as he stood lifting you up and laid you on the ottoman. You moaned loudly as he slammed back into you. He thrust hard and fast “Fuck Jensen...” The knot got tighter and tighter. “I’m gonna come.” He pushed deeper making the knot in your stomach bursts harder than you’ve ever felt. He let out a loud groan as your walls pulsated around him. He pulled out and tried to catch his cum in his hand. He managed. To catch most of it. You lay back and tried to catch your breath.

“Gimme a second Baby.” He hurried to the sink, and you giggled. You heard the water run as he washed his hands. He came back in and laid down beside you on his back. You rolled over and put your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head. “That was fucking amazing.” You nodded. “You ok darlin’?” You nodded. He chuckled and started playing with your hair.

You woke up in a panic. “Jensen! What time is it?”

“Don’t worry. I’ve been watching the clock.” He said. “You only dozed for about 20 minutes.”

You sat up. “So, what’s a girl got to do to get some coffee around here?” He chuckled.

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Your stomach ached as he drove Beau to the airport. He had your hand in his lap, fingers laced. He sang along with Texas Tornado as it played through your speakers.

“You know you have to call and sing to me every day, right?”

He chuckled. “I can do that.” Your hand stayed on his thigh as he downshifted for the light. You leaned on his shoulder. He kissed the top of your head. “It has to be a facetime though. I like the way you look at me when I sing.”

“Deal.” The light turned and he turned into the airport. You sighed as he parked and leaned his head against yours. “You ready Ackles?”

“No.” he sighed. “Hopefully we get done early.”

“Hopefully.” You agreed.

He raised his head and reached for the door handle. You lifted off him and reached for your own. You got out and waited for him at the front of the car. “You, ok?”

“Yea. Something fell out.” He walked up to you. “Wanna walk me to the gate?”

“Are you kidding? I will take all the Jensen Ackles time I can get.”

“Grab your I.D.” you grabbed it and walked with him through the parking lot hand in hand.

You went through all the Transportation Security Administration screening procedures and walked fingers laced his gate. You took a deep breath and let it out. “2 weeks Ackles. What are you gonna do without me for 2 whole weeks?” you smiled. He laughed lifting his head.

“I don’t know darlin’.” He wrapped his arms around you. “I’m gonna miss the shit out of you.”

You laughed. “Same.”

“Oh, shit I forgot.” He got his phone out and sent you 3 contacts from his phone. “Jared, Steve, and Gen. Don’t worry, I already talked to them, and they are happy to help with anything or hang out or whatever. They told me to tell you not to hesitate to call or text.”

“You don’t.”

“It would make me feel better if I did.”

“Ok. Thank you.” He took your face in his hands and kissed your lips. “Have a good flight. Let me know when you get there.”

“I promise.” He kissed you again and then nuzzled your nose. Then you heard the last boarding call for his flight. He kissed your forehead and then your lips. He turned and started to walk away. “Bye Mr. Ackles.”

He smiled. “Bye Baby.”

He walked up to the doors and handed them all his paperwork. He turned around and blew you a kiss. You blew one back and he walked through the doors.

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queen-of-deans-booty · 1 year ago

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Fun and Games

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.5k

Warnings: fluff

Request by anon: Hey can i request something with Jensen Ackles, where the reader is Jeffrey daughter and Jensen wife and the fans asks Jeffrey who he find out about her daughter dating Jensen? Something fluff with funny between them

Summary: Your husband brings you along to one of his panels with your dad, and you make the mistake of telling the fans a prank you pulled on your dad. He has some stories of you, too, and everything comes to light right then and there.

Square Filled: locked in a playground (2020) for @spnfluffbingo

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

“Why’d you have to drag me out to this thing? I could have been sitting at home in the bath reading my book,” you say to your husband.

Jensen wraps his arms around your waist and slides his hands to your ass, squeezing your cheeks before sliding his hands into your back pockets.

“What do you mean? You love coming with me to these things.” These things being conventions with thousands of screaming fans for all kinds of fandoms. You love going with him but you kind of wish you could be at home right now. “I’ll tell you what. If you endure the next seven hours with me here, I’ll give you a massage when we get home.”

“A real one?” you grin.

“Oil and all.”

“Will you be naked?”

“Is there any other way?” he chuckles.

“I love you.”

“You stole the words right out of my mouth.”

Jensen leans down and molds his lips against your own. Being married to him is the best thing you could have ever done. There is never a dull moment in the Ackles house. The door to the break room opens and you pull away from your husband. Your dad, Jeffrey, steps inside to steal a quick snack.

“Come on, kids. We’re on,” he grins mischievously.

“What are you up to?” you narrow your eyes at him.

“Nothing. I have a feeling this panel is about to be a good one.”

Your dad leaves and you take a deep breath in to calm yourself.

“He’s gonna tell the story again, isn’t he?”

“Probably,” Jensen shrugs.

“He’s told everyone he knows about that damn story but never to an audience. I better not see a bunch of memes tomorrow about it.”

“Knowing the fans, probably. Stay off social media for the next week,” he laughs and walks out.

“It’s not funny! Jensen!”

You follow your husband to where your dad is, and all three of you step on stage to greet all the fans who came to watch your panel. They cheer when they see you, and you take a microphone from one of the crew members. You’re not an actor, in fact, you’re far from it. However, you love the community Supernatural fans have created, and love going to these things with Jensen and Jared.

After greetings are done, Jensen and your dad get into the groove of things. They thank people for coming out here, yada, yada, yada. This panel is very inclusive so a lot of fans have questions about upcoming episodes, your lives behind the scenes, and just funny stories of things that have happened to you. No question is off the table so you prepare yourself for whatever comes.

“This question is for Y/N,” a fan asks once the questioning portion of the panel starts.

“Hi, what’s your name?”

“Jessica.”

“Lovely name! I like your hat!”

“Okay, let the girl get to her questions,” Jensen jokes.

“I’m just giving her a compliment. Calm down, old man.” A round of laughter rolls out. “Go ahead, Jessica.”

“I know you were an extra in this last season in a few scenes. My question is, what’s been one of the funniest moments you remember from filming?”

“Oh, that’s a good question,” you grin. You’re not an actor, but you’ve been in a few scenes as a bystander when needed. Jensen loves taking you on set so you can watch, so even if you’re not filming, you’re there to witness their shenanigans. “Okay, you guys remember the episode where my dad guest stared? John Winchester comes back for an episode?”

A round of cheers lets you know they know exactly what you’re talking about.

“You’re really going to tell this story?” your dad asks you.

“I’m telling the story,” you grin. “I’m not sure this is going to make it on the blooper reel or not, but remember the part when Sam was going to crush that small white rock to get rid of John and send him back to the past? Well, we were all super serious and everyone is so in character. Emotions are high and we’re doing our best not to cry. Well, when Jared went to crush the rock, it didn’t shatter as we hoped. Instead, it flew off the table and hit my dad right in the crotch. I swear it was the funniest thing I have ever seen. Jensen, Jared, and I were on the floor in tears.”

“It took us a while to get back into character, but that was a nice break from character,” Jensen grins.

“Oh! I got another story!”

“Really? Another one?” your dad asks.

“So, this was when I was visiting Jen on set but I wanted to pull a prank on my dad since he was coming in that week to film that same episode.”

“Why are you telling them this story?” your dad groans.

“Shh, they’re gonna love it. So, I worked with the director to get him in on this prank. He gave me access to his work email that I then used to send my dad an email regarding the dress code at work.”

You can’t contain your giggles at this point.

“Keep it up, Y/N,” your dad nods.

“Shh! I told him it was dress-as-a-clown-to-work day. Everyone was going to be in costume and we were going to surprise one of the makeup artists since it was her birthday. He believed me.” Everyone starts laughing at what’s to come. “When he showed up that morning in the funkiest clown costume set with the red nose, the rainbow hair, and the big ol’ clown feet, we all died laughing. I even got a video,” you smirk.

Before your dad can protest, you had one of the crew members put it up on the screen behind you so everyone can see. Your dad walks in wearing the clown suit and realization rolls over his face when he knows you set him up. Everyone in the audience is laughing while your dad is smirking at you. You’re not paying attention to him to notice it otherwise you would have turned it off.

“Yeah, so that was a fun day on set.” The video ends. “The best part is, we kept him in that suit all day.”

“You think that’s funny?” your dad asks. Jensen can’t contain his laughter but tries to cover it with a cough. “You wanna go there? Fine. It’s my turn to tell a story.”

“Wait, Dad--”

“No, no, no, you had your fun. It’s my turn now.”

“You’re going to drag me down with her?” Jensen asks.

“You bet your ass.”

You get up to jog off stage when your husband grabs your arm and yanks you back into him.

“Nope. If I have to sit here and endure this, so are you.”

“So, would you all like to know how I knew my daughter was dating Jensen?” Everyone cheers to let him know they are interested. “This was back when I was a regular on the show. Y/N had come on set a few times and was getting friendly with Jensen. I thought nothing of it until one day when I was sitting at home minding my own business.

“I get a call from Y/N where she tells me not to ask any questions and to meet her. I figure she’s in some kind of trouble so I tell her to send me the address and I’m on my way. When she does, I get my beloved baseball bat just in case I need to beat someone’s ass. I rush over to where she is thinking she was at a bar, a friend’s house, whatever. I did not expect to pull up to a child’s playground.

“Still, I’m in protective dad mode. I hear her calling my name so I run over to where she is and stop dead in my tracks. In the child’s castle-dome thing is my daughter, on top of Jensen, naked, stuck in the arch. I mean, I’ve been a little adventurous in my day, but a child’s playground? Seriously?”

“God,” you scoff and shove your face into your husband’s neck.

“Did you call for help?” someone in the audience asks.

“Yeah after about ten minutes of laughing my ass off.”

“Okay,” you say into your mic and pull away from Jensen, “in my defense, that opening looked wider than I thought.” Your dad laughs loudly but you turn to him with a glare. “Don’t start this game with me. I know some shut about you. Better stop now before I tell them about how you mistook some young lady as mom and almost gotten the shit beaten out of you.”

A round of “oohs” sound off, and your dad puts both hands up in defense.

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop.”

That incident happened nearly thirteen years ago so you can laugh about it now. You don’t care if people know because it is a funny story. You’re just glad to have stories like that to share. It’s all fun and games, but at the end of the day, you’re surrounded by love.

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cheynovak · 3 months ago

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Sweetheart

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Y/N Female character

Summary: After years apart, Y/N and Jensen, high school sweethearts, unexpectedly reunite. As they reminisce about their past, Jensen expresses regret about their breakup, and the chemistry between them reignites. Despite the weight of Jensen's current relationship with Danneel, they share a tentative kiss that brings back fond memories of their first love.

Warnings: none

*Please do not copy my work, reblog/comments/likes are appreciated*

I sat at the dimly lit bar, nursing a glass of wine, absently watching the room filled with chatter and laughter. It had been a long week, and I needed a quiet moment to myself. At least that was the plan. But life had a funny way of messing up those plans.

Because across the room, sitting at a table with a group of familiar faces, was Jensen Ackles. My heart dropped into my stomach.

Jensen.

The memories hit me like a wave—late-night drives, stolen kisses under the stars, the reckless thrill of being young and in love. We were high school sweethearts once upon a time. Back when things were simple, before his acting career took off and our lives spun in completely different directions.

I thought I’d gotten over him. After all, it had been a lifetime. But there he was, laughing with his friends—Jared, Gen, and his wife, Danneel. All smiles, completely unaware that I was sitting there watching from a distance, fighting the urge to bolt out of the bar.

Just as I was about to slip out quietly, he turned, his eyes catching mine. His laughter stilled, replaced by a look of pure shock. Then, something softened in his expression—recognition, nostalgia, maybe even regret. Before I knew it, he was standing up and walking toward me.

“Y/N?”

His voice was the same as I remembered—deep, with that familiar Texas drawl that used to make my heart skip a beat.

“Hey, Jensen.” I tried to keep my voice steady, but seeing him up close after all these years made my chest tighten.

“Wow, it’s really you,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “It’s been forever.”

I nodded. “Yeah, it has.”

He glanced back at his table, where Danneel was eyeing us curiously, and then turned back to me. “Listen, we’ve got some room at our table. You should come join us. Catch up a bit?”

I hesitated. Sitting down with Jensen and his friends wasn’t exactly the way I envisioned spending my evening, but something about the look in his eyes made it impossible to say no.

“Sure,” I said, offering a small smile.

As we walked over, Danneel’s eyes flickered between us, but she smiled politely when I sat down. Jared gave me a big grin, and Gen waved. They were all friendly, but I could feel the tension in the air.

“So, Y/N, how do you know Jensen?” Jared asked, breaking the ice.

Jensen chuckled, glancing at me. “We went to high school together. We eh... Dated for a while, actually.”

There was a brief pause before Jared’s eyes widened. “No way. You’re that Y/N?”

I laughed softly. “Yeah, I guess I am.” looking at Danneel, who didn't seemed pleased with me being there.

Jensen and I were thrown back into the past. We started talking about the memories we had buried for years—the late-night drives, the reckless things we used to do when we were teenagers, and how Jensen once stole his dad’s car just so we could drive around town at 2 a.m.

“You were terrified we’d get caught,” Jensen teased, nudging me with his elbow. “But you still climbed in anyway.”

“I didn’t want to miss out on the fun,” I shot back. “Plus, you were always the smooth talker. I figured if we got pulled over, you’d charm your way out of it.”

Jared laughed. “Oh man, I can picture that. Jensen with that cheesy grin, trying to sweet-talk the cops.”

Gen leaned in, smiling. “And you stayed out all night?”

“Not all night,” I said, laughing. “But we drove around for a while, talking about everything and nothing.”

“Yeah, and you made me park by the lake...” Jensen added, his voice softening. My breath caught at that, the intensity of his gaze bringing back memories I thought I’d buried.

There was a time when he knew everything about me and I never miss one of his games, no matter the sport, how he’d always catch my eye from the field or the court and flash that smile, just for me.

Sitting there with Jensen, surrounded by his friends, I couldn’t help but feel like I was being transported back in time. The weight of years between us was starting to slip away with every memory that bubbled up between us.

Jensen leaned forward, his eyes locked on mine as if we were the only two people in the room. “Do you remember when you used to just sit in your room, lost in one of those books, and I’d be trying to get your attention?”

I couldn’t help but laugh, the memory as clear as day. “Oh God, you mean when you’d literally cling to my legs like some sort of needy puppy?”

He grinned sheepishly. “Hey, I wasn’t that bad.”

I shot him a teasing look. “Jensen, you would lie on the bed, wrap your arms around my knees, and just hold on while I tried to read. I couldn’t even walk, and all you’d do was look up at me, waiting for me to give in.”

Jared snorted into his drink, clearly amused by the image of a younger Jensen desperately vying for attention.

“I had to fight for your attention,” Jensen said, a twinkle in his eyes. “But honestly? I secretly loved it when you’d ignore me and just keep reading. You always looked so peaceful, completely lost in whatever world you were in.”

My smile softened, a warmth blooming in my chest. Those quiet moments, when it was just the two of us, had been some of my favorites. No words, no pressure—just the comfort of being with each other.

“Then there were the not-so-quiet moments,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Like that time during one of your soccer games, when you got hurt…”

“Oh man,” Jensen groaned, already knowing where I was headed.

Gen leaned forward, clearly invested in the story. “What happened?”

“He got tackled pretty hard during a game,” I said, recalling the scene like it was yesterday. “The ref didn’t call anything, and I lost it. I yelled at him from the bleachers so loudly, everyone turned to look.”

Jensen laughed, shaking his head. “You were fuming. I swear, I’ve never seen you that angry before.”

“I was ready to throw hands with that referee,” I said, my voice lighter than I felt as the memory surged. “No one was going to hurt you on my watch.”

Danneel, who had been quietly sipping her drink, quirked a brow at that, her smile tightening ever so slightly. I ignored the tension radiating from her side of the table, trying to focus on the flood of old memories that were coming back faster than I could process. Maybe it was time to stop this trip down memory lane, but Jensen thought different.

“And then there was that trip to my family’s lake house,” Jensen said suddenly, his voice dipping into a playful tone. His eyes glinted with mischief, and I knew exactly what story he was about to bring up. “Remember how my dad almost caught us?”

“Oh God,” I groaned, covering my face with my hands. “How could I forget? You made me jump out of a window, Jensen.”

Jared nearly choked on his drink. “Wait, what?”

Jensen was grinning like an idiot now, clearly relishing in the memory. “After a school year of dating each other, my family invited her along for the summer."

I added: "We were supposed to be in separate rooms, you know—strict family rules. That was my moms only rule."

"But I snuck Y/N into my room late that night. We were just talking, hanging out. Nothing crazy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, just talking—until we heard your dad walking down the hall. You panicked and threw me out of the window.”

Jensen burst out laughing. “You didn’t even hesitate! I told you to jump, and you were out of there in seconds.”

“You gave me no choice! Your dad knocked on the door, and I thought for sure we were caught,” I said, laughing at the absurdity of it now. “I ended up hiding under the deck in my pajamas, freezing, while you played it cool upstairs like nothing happened.”

“I’m impressed,” Gen said, grinning. “That’s some serious stealth.”

“I wasn’t feeling too stealthy at the time,” I admitted, still laughing. “But we made it out alive, somehow.”

Jensen shook his head, the smile lingering on his lips. “That weekend was one of the best I’ve ever had, though. We stayed up late, talked about everything—your dreams, my acting, what the future might look like. You made me feel like I could do anything.”

I felt a lump form in my throat at his words. I remembered those nights vividly, especially one night, the night I lost my virginity to Jensen. He made sure it was perfect. And I was pretty sure that night was on his mind right now, while he was smirking looking at his hands on the table.

Besides a romantic he was also full of ambition back then, and I was convinced he’d make it big. I had always believed in him, even when the world seemed like it was asking for too much.

There was a moment where it felt like everything around us had faded, like the rest of the table didn’t exist. Just me and Jensen, sitting in the memories of a time when we were so young and so sure of each other.

But then, just as quickly, the weight of the present came crashing back in.

Danneel shifted beside him, her eyes on me, her smile no longer reaching her eyes. “So, why did it end?” she asked, her voice soft but carrying an edge. “If everything was so perfect back then?”

The question hung in the air, cutting through the laughter like a knife.

I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling like I couldn’t breathe. The reality of it all—the years apart, the heartbreak, the different lives we’d built—crashed down on me.

Jensen was looking at me, his expression unreadable. But I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t relive that part of the story. The part where we broke up, where his career took him away, where I was left behind to figure out how to move on without him.

I swallowed hard, looking down at my glass. “Sometimes life just takes you in different directions,” I said quietly, not daring to meet her eyes. “Jensen’s acting career was taking off, and I… I had my own path to follow. We couldn’t make it work with the distance.”

It was a truth that still stung, even after all this time. I’d always been proud of him, but it didn’t make it any easier when our worlds no longer fit together.

Jensen looked like he wanted to say something, but I couldn’t stay. Not with Danneel’s question lingering in the air, not with the way my heart was pounding in my chest.

I stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. “I should really get going,” I said, forcing a smile, my voice tight. “It’s getting late.”

Jensen reached out as if he wanted to stop me, but he hesitated. “Y/N…”

“I’m glad we got to catch up,” I said quickly, trying to keep my voice steady. “It was nice seeing you, Jensen. All of you.”

Before anyone could say anything else, I turned and walked out, my heart pounding in my chest. The cool night air hit me as I stepped outside, but it did nothing to ease the storm swirling inside of me.

Some memories were just too heavy to carry, even when they were wrapped in laughter.

Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked out of the bar, the cool night air hitting my face as I stepped outside. My chest felt tight, and I didn’t stop walking until I was far enough away that I could breathe again.

Some things were better left in the past. Even if the heart had a way of clinging to them.

As I stepped out into the cool night air, my heart raced. I thought I could escape the weight of the past, but as I made my way down the sidewalk, I heard the familiar sound of footsteps rushing after me.

“Y/N!” Jensen called, his voice full of urgency. I paused, glancing over my shoulder to see him closing the distance between us, concern etched on his face. He caught up to me, gently grabbing my arm to stop me.

“Hey, wait,” he said, his breath coming a bit heavier. The warmth of his hand on my arm sent a shiver through me.

I turned to face him, my chest tightening as I looked into his deep green eyes. “What is it, Jensen?”

"Don't leave like that please." I shuffled nervously.

His brow furrowed slightly as he studied my face. “You really haven’t changed, have you?” I couldn’t help but smile at that, he was trying to stall. “Neither have you.”

He tilted his head, an amused grin forming on his lips. “Have you ever even cut your hair differently?” I asked.

Instinctively, my hand moved to his hair, brushing my fingers through the familiar softness. The moment hung in the air between us, electric and charged with memories. But as I realized what I had done, my breath caught in my throat.

“I’m sorry,” I said quickly, pulling my hand back, embarrassment flooding my cheeks.

But he held my hand in place, bringing it back to his side, fingers intertwined. “You clearly missed 15 years of my career,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

I smiled, shaking my head. “Oh no, I really liked Supernatural.”

He raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. “You watched?”

I looked down, a shy smile creeping onto my face. “I promised you I’d support you. Always.”

His thumb brushed over my cheek, the gentle touch sending a spark through me. His eyes locked on my lips. “It would be wrong if I want to kiss you, right?” he asked, his voice low, almost hesitant.

I swallowed hard, my heart racing at the thought. “Yeah, right…”

But deep down, my heart was screaming the opposite. It wanted to feel his perfect lips against mine again, to bridge the gap that had formed between us over the years. All the memories of stolen kisses, laughter, and the way he used to look at me flooded back, overwhelming me.

“I shouldn’t have let you go all those years ago,” he said suddenly, the weight of his words heavy in the cool night air breaking the chain of thoughts. “I thought I could handle it, but I never realized how much I’d miss you.”

My breath caught at the honesty in his eyes, the raw vulnerability that made my heart ache. “Jensen…”

“I know... and I don’t want to put you on the spot,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “But seeing you tonight brought back... rverything, and I can’t pretend it doesn’t matter.”

I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, a mix of happiness and longing. “You matter, Jensen. You always have.”

He stepped closer, his breath mingling with the cool night air. “Then why did we let it slip away?” His voice was thick with emotion, and I could see the conflict in his eyes.

“Because life happened,” I replied softly, my voice shaking. “We both got caught up in our dreams and forgot how to hold on to each other.”

“But we’re here now,” he said, a glimmer of hope in his gaze. “Can’t we just…?”

The warmth of his hand still holding mine, the softness of his touch—it felt so right. Everything in me wanted to say yes, to lean in and kiss him and pretend that nothing had ever changed. But reality loomed like a shadow, reminding me of all that had passed between us.

“I don’t know,” I whispered, my heart torn between what I wanted and what I thought was right.

He stepped even closer, tilting my chin up with his fingers, forcing me to meet his gaze. “ I don’t want to lose you again. I can’t.”

The sincerity in his eyes made my heart swell, but the fear of what that meant for us, after all this time, pulled me back. I could feel the tension between us thickening, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.

And for a brief moment, I let myself imagine what it would be like to kiss him again. To feel his lips against mine, to reclaim that spark that had never truly gone away.

But then I remembered Danneel’s earlier words, the weight of their relationship looming like a cloud over us. It felt wrong, messy, and yet—

“Maybe you’re just drunk,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood, hoping it would ease the tension hanging between us.

“No,” he said, shaking his head, his gaze never leaving mine. “I’ve never been more sober in my life.”

The seriousness in his voice sent a rush of warmth through me, and before I knew it, he moved in closer, his intentions clear. There was an unspoken understanding in the air—he was giving me a chance to back out. But I didn’t want to back out. I couldn’t.

As he leaned in, I saw the same teenage boy I had fallen for all those years ago. The one who had clung to my legs while I read, the one who had made me laugh until my sides hurt, the one who had kissed me beneath the stars and took my breath away. That sweet, sweet young man who had always made me feel like I was his whole world.

His freckles were lighter now, but his eyes still shone with that same vibrant light that had captivated me back then. It was like he had somehow retained every part of himself that I had loved. And suddenly, the chaos of our lives faded into the background. All that mattered was the two of us standing there in the night, the world around us falling silent.

When his lips brushed over mine, I closed my eyes, surrendering to the moment. The warmth of his touch ignited something deep within me, pulling me back to that summer by the lake, when everything felt perfect and right. I could almost hear the sound of the water lapping at the shore, feel the gentle breeze on my skin.

It was there, in that sacred space between us, that I remembered the first time he said, “I love you.” It was shy, a whisper barely carried by the wind, but it was everything I had ever wanted to hear. That moment was etched in my heart, and now, with his lips on mine again, it felt like we were reclaiming it.

The kiss deepened, slow and tentative at first, as if we were both afraid of breaking the spell we were under. I felt my heart racing, every inch of my skin alive with sensation. He tasted like the memories of my youth—sweet, familiar, and filled with promise.

As we pulled away slightly, our foreheads resting against each other, I could see the questions dancing in his eyes, the uncertainty mingling with hope.

As we stood there, the worries of our past and the complexities of our present became distant echoes.

And all I could think of was maybe, just maybe, we could find our way back to each other again.

Jared walked outside, his voice made me almost jump, but Jensen still held me. "Jensen, we're leaving, man."

Jensen turned his face but kept looking at me.

"I'll be right there."

I let go of him, both our eyes filled with tears either of joy that we found each other again, or out of spite we had to let go again.

"Bye." I whispered.

"Bye."

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The Tutor

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Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Warnings: Nothing too bad yet, just a chapter to establish the story. Some language and some physical grabbing.

**Trigger Warning: Some of this chapter could be considered Domestic Violence. It’s grabbing an arm, and being controlling.**

A/N: Just a quick idea that popped in my head. A short series, maybe 2 or 3 chapters. I don’t know yet. No disrespect to Jensen or his family. This is a work of fiction. Jensen has children in this, but I do not use their real names.

Reader is a teacher and is asked to tutor Jensen’s child. Things develop between Jensen and the reader. I do not condone cheating, again, this is a work of fiction.

This chapter got a little long. Sorry not sorry. 😀

Minors DNI 18+

It was about 5 am when your alarm went off. You rolled over, grumbled and turned it off. Your husband was still sleeping next to you. Crawling out of bed you went to your bathroom and jumped in the shower.

About 15 minutes later you were dressed and ready for work. You’d been a teacher for about 10 years, and you loved every second of it. Your husband encouraged you to expand your talent and offer tutoring in the afternoons as a way to help save money for the summer months when you didn’t get paid.

You talked to the principal of your school and she told you she’d put out feelers to see if anyone had a lead on a possible need for a tutor.

Grabbing your coffee, lunch and bag you headed for your car. It was a chilly morning, but you welcomed the change in temperature. As you pulled in the parking lot to the school, you noticed you were one of the first ones there.

You sighed, gathered your things and got out of your car. As you walked in the building you saw the principal was in her office already. “Hey, Y/N, hold on a second.” You walked to her office door and waited for her to get off the phone.

“Hey, Y/N. I’m glad I caught you. So I talked to a friend of mine and she said she knows a couple who is looking for a tutor for their children. They have 3 kids, an older daughter, and a set of twins, a boy and a girl. The mother is out of town, but the father wanted to come in and see you in action and then sit down with you. Is that okay with you?”

“Oh, yeah that’s fine. Is he coming in today?” “Yes, if you were okay with it he wanted to come in today. If they decided to go with you, they’d want you to start ASAP.”

“Um, okay. Yeah. That’s fine. Hopefully it doesn’t distract my kiddos, but sure. Tell him to come by whenever.” “Great! I’ll give him a call.” You nodded and walked to your classroom.

Before the kids arrived, you sent your husband a text.

You: Hey, I might have a potential tutoring gig. Ms Smith is having a dad come in today. He and his wife wanted to see me in action. I’d be tutoring their three kids. I’ll let you know how it goes. I love you, babe.

Hubby: That’s great, you sure three kids won’t be too much? I love you too.

You: 3 kids? I teach 22 kids all day. I think I can handle 3.

Hubby: Yeah, you’re right.

You finished getting things ready for the day as the kids started to arrive. “Good morning Ms Y/L/N!” The kids greeted you as they came into the room. “Good morning everyone.”

Once the students got settled you called them to sit on the carpet to talk about today and how there might be a visitor. They were excited. You taught 5 & 6 year olds, so anytime there was a visitor it was always a big deal.

“Now I want you all to be on your best behavior, and if we have a visitor I want you to do your best to ignore them, okay?” The kids nodded in agreement.

A few hours later you were reading a book to your students when you heard your classroom door open. Glancing over you saw the principal and a man walk in. You kept teaching, not paying attention to the people in the room.

When you read books, you are very animated. The kids would giggle and were completely engaged. At the end of your story you asked questions and called on some students to answer. A few minutes later you had them go back to their desks to complete the writing assignment you had given them.

As you walked around checking their writing the principal approached you. “Ms Y/L/N, this is Mr Ackles. Mr Ackles, this is Ms. Y/L/N, our favorite Kindergarten teacher.” Your eyes went wide. Standing in your classroom was Jensen Ackles. His green eyes sparkling like emeralds under the fluorescent lights, his sandy brown hair perfectly styled, and he smelled like heaven.

He extended his hand to shake yours. “Hello Ms Y/L/N, I’ve heard so much about you. It’s nice to finally meet you.” You took his hand in yours and your breath hitched. You knew who he was, you’d been a fan for years. “Nice to meet you too, Mr Ackles. I look forward to speaking with you more about the tutoring needs of your children.”

He smiled and nodded. The two of you couldn’t tear your eyes away from each other. You unconsciously bit your lip. The sound of a little voice pulled you two out of your trance. “Ms Y/L/N, is this right?” One of your students came up with her paper for you to check. “So what should this sentence start with?” Her bright eyes looking at you and then down at her paper, “Um, oh a capital.” You smiled and nodded.

She went back to her seat and fixed her paper. “Okay guys, remember to capitalize, and illustrate your writing. Don’t forget your setting and color.”

Your principal came up to you, “We are going to head out, I’ll give Mr. Ackles your number so you two can set up a meeting.” You nodded and thanked them, then they left.

Your heart was still pounding in your chest and you felt a warmth fill your body. Girl, get it together. He’s way out of your league, both of you are married, and you might be tutoring his children. This is just a celebrity crush. Keep it professional.

The end of the day came quickly. You were cleaning up your classroom when you heard a knock on your classroom door. Looking up you saw Jensen. Your breath caught in your throat. “Excuse me Ms Y/L/N, I hope I’m not disturbing you.” “Oh no, I’m just cleaning up before heading home. How can I help you Mr Ackles?”

“Well I really liked what I saw today. You were engaging and gentle but you can see your students know your expectations. I’d like to offer you the tutoring job if you’d like it.” “Oh, of course. May I meet your children before I officially start? This won’t work if the kids don’t like me.”

Jensen smiled and nodded. “I’ll text you my address and you’re welcome to come by this afternoon.” “Sure, that would be great. I can’t wait to meet them and your wife.” You smiled. “Well, she’s out of town right now, so that will have to wait.” “Okay. If you need to wait for her, that's fine. I want her to be fine with me tutoring the kids too.” “Nope, this was something we’d talked about before she left, and she knew I was going to hire someone as soon as I could.”

“Okay, great. I’ll come by this afternoon then. I’ll see you later Mr Ackles.” “Jensen, please call me Jensen.” “Jensen, then. Feel free to call me Y/N.” He smiled and so did you. When he left you pulled out your phone to text your husband.

You: Hey, heading to meet the kids I might be tutoring. The dad asked me to come by this afternoon.

Hubby: Okay, I’ll see you at home later then. Love you

You: I love you too.

You set your phone down and finished cleaning. A few minutes later your phone went off.

Unknown: Hey, Y/N. This is Jensen. My address is 123 E Main Street. Can’t wait for the kids to meet you.

You: Hey, Jensen. I can’t wait to meet them either. I’ll be there in about 20 minutes. Just finishing up here.

Jensen: Great! See you then.

You finished what you were doing and grabbed your stuff heading out of the school. Driving to Jensen’s house you were nervous but excited. You’d tutored before, but never for a celebrity and definitely not for someone you had been crushing on for decades.

Pulling down the long driveway you were in awe at the spacious home that stood before you. Putting your car in park, you grabbed your bag and got out.

Before you could knock on the door it opened and Jensen greeted you with a smile. “Hey, Y/N, glad you could make it.” “Hello, Mr. Ackles, thank you for having me.” “Please, call me Jensen.” You nodded and smiled, “Okay, Jensen.”

He welcomed you into his spacious home and led you to the living room. “Please have a seat, and I’ll get the kids down here. Would you like anything to drink? Tea, water?” “Um, sure, I’ll have water if you don’t mind.” “Sure thing. I’ll grab it and the kids.”

You sat on the couch as Jensen left the room. You heard him calling the kids and the sound of feet on the stairs.

Jensen and the kids came back to the room. He handed you the water. “Thank you.” He nodded and smiled. “Kids, this is Ms Y/L/N, she’s going to be your tutor. Ms Y/L/N, this is my oldest, Annie, and the twins, Jessica and Jensen Jr., we call him Jr.” “Hi guys, it’s nice to finally meet you three.” “Hello Ms Y/L/N, it’s nice to meet you too.” Jensen’s son walked over and sat next to you, “Are you married? Do you have any kids?” “Yes I am married, and no I don’t have any children yet. I’m a teacher so my students are like my kids right now.”

The five of you sat in the living room talking and getting to know each other. After the kids got tired of talking and asking you questions, they left the room. Leaving you and Jensen alone. “So, Y/N, what do you think? Think you can handle them?” You smiled and nodded, “Yes. They seem really sweet, I’d be just fine with them.”

“Well, all that’s left is to talk about schedule, pay, and the NDA. The NDA is to protect everyone involved. You’re more than welcome to contact an attorney to look it over.” You smiled and nodded. About 45 minutes later you and Jensen had talked about your schedule, the pay and he’d given you the NDA.

“So, Y/N, do you have any additional questions for me?” “Yes, when will your wife be back, I’d love to meet her too.” “She won’t be back for a few weeks, but you’ll get to meet her when she returns.” You nodded and stood, “Well, Jensen I better leave you to it. I need to get home anyway. I have some things to do for work.” “Of course, well thank you again for coming by this evening. Let me walk you out.”

The two of you walked towards the door. “Thank you again, Y/N for agreeing to take this job. We’ve interviewed so many people and they couldn’t get past my status to focus on the kids.” “If I’m being honest Jensen, I’ve been a fan of yours for years, but I promise that will not interfere with my job.” Jensen stepped a little closer to you, and your heart beat faster, “I’m glad. I think this is going to work out for everyone.” A blush filled your cheeks and you bit your lip. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.” “I’ll see you tomorrow, Jensen. Please tell the kids goodbye.” He nodded as you stepped out of the house.

Getting into your car, you let out the breath you’d been holding. Driving home you couldn’t focus on anything but how gorgeous Jensen looked. Stop it girl! You work for him now. If you can’t stop these thoughts there is no way you’re going to be able to work for him. Your focus should be on his children. Both of you are married, and his wife is absolutely gorgeous.

About a half hour later you were pulling in your driveway. Your husband was already home. Walking in the house you announced you were home, “Honey I’m home.” Your husband, Jeff, came around the corner and pulled you into a hug and a kiss.

“How was the meeting with the family?” He asked as he pulled back. “It was great. The kids are so sweet. The wife is out of town and the dad is super nice too. There is a little problem. Well, not really a problem, but something I need to tell you.” “Okay, babe, is everything okay?” “Yeah, so the dad asked me to sign an NDA.” Your husband laughed, “Why is he a secret service agent or a celebrity?” You got a serious look on your face and your husband’s laughter died down. “What? Is he really?” “He and his wife are celebrities. It’s Jensen Ackles.”

Your husband pulled away and looked at you in surprise. He knew how much you liked Jensen and how much of a fan you’d been. “Yeah, I’m not sure if I’m comfortable with you working for him.” You looked at him confused, “What? Why not?” “Oh I don’t know, maybe because you’ve had the hots for him for years.”

“Jeff, come on, really? I have no interest in him. I love you and I’m married to you. This is a job to help bring in more income for us. Besides, the pay is incredible. I tried to negotiate because I felt it was too much, but he insisted. We’d make enough in two months to pay off our credit cards.”

Your husband’s jaw tightened, “I don’t care. I forbid you to take this job!” “I’m sorry, what? You forbid me?!? What the hell is wrong with you?” He stepped closer to you, “You heard me. You can’t take the job.” You scoffed and walked away. Jeff grabbed your arm, “Don’t fucking walk away from me!” “Let me go Jeff!” You pulled your arm away and walked to your shared room, locking the door behind you.

You sat on your bed and cried. How could he act like this? You two had been married for years and never had you given him a reason to doubt your loyalty. He’d never grabbed you before and you would never let him do it again.

You pulled out your phone and sent a text to your best friend.

You: Hey, can I come crash at your place for a bit. Jeff and I had a bad fight. I don’t want to be here right now.

Y/B/F: Absolutely. Are you okay? Do you need me and hubby to come over?

You: Yeah, I’m okay. No, I’ll be okay. I’ll call if I need you.

Y/B/F: Okay babes, see you soon.

You grabbed your suitcase and put some work clothes and casual clothes in it. You grabbed your toiletries and other things you needed. As you walked out into the living room Jeff was sitting on the couch. You could see he was still pissed. “Have you come to your senses, Y/N?” “Yes I have, I’m going to Y/B/F’s house until I figure things out. You will NEVER put your hands on me again!”

He stood and your heart beat fast. As he walked closer to you, you could see the rage in his face. You had been with him for years and you had never seen him like this, you were scared.

Jeff stepped closer to you, mere inches from your face, “That’s right, go run to her house and go be his whore.” You didn’t say anything. You grabbed your bags and left.

Driving down the road the tears started to fall. How could he act like this over a simple job? Why was he so jealous over Jensen? Sure you liked him, but you would never act on those feelings.

Pulling into your friend’s driveway you saw her open the door before you got out of the car. She ran up to you and threw her arms around you. “Oh sweetie, what happened?” She saw your tear stained face. “I told him about the tutoring job I took and he lost it. Told me I couldn’t take it and then he grabbed my arm. When I told him I was leaving he told me to go be the dad’s whore. I don’t know what’s gotten into him.”

“Let’s get you inside, eat and I’ll open a bottle of wine. Then we can talk.” You nodded and grabbed your things. Her husband walked over and gave you a big hug, “I’m so sorry you’re going through this. I’m gonna head out so you girls can chat. Enjoy dinner.” He placed a kiss on your head before heading out the door.

Y/F/N and you grabbed the food, and wine and sat down in the living room. “So why would he get so pissed about a tutoring job?” “Well the dad asked me to sign an NDA, he’s a celebrity. I guess Jeff thought I’d sleep with the dad or something. I just don’t understand.” “Oooh who is it?” “I wish I could tell you, but I can’t. Maybe I can ask if I can tell you, but I want to respect his privacy.” “I get it, but Jeff still shouldn’t have gotten pissed about it. Sounds like he’s got something to hide honestly.”

You hadn’t thought about that before, but now you couldn’t get it out of your head. Maybe he was the one cheating on you and was projecting. “Well even if he is, I don’t think I can go back to him. After he put his hands on me and the way he tried to intimidate me before I left. I can’t live with that fear.” “You are welcome to stay here as long as you want. We’ve got you girl, and don’t worry he won’t get near you here.”

*Time Jump 3 months*

“Okay guys, let’s get up and stretch for a bit. We’ve been working hard. Who wants to go outside and play for a bit?” You asked the kids after spending about an hour working with them at the kitchen table. The kids jumped up and ran outside, laughing and racing each other. You smiled as you started to clean up the table.

Jensen walked into the kitchen and smiled, “Break time, I see.” “Yeah, they needed a break and so did I. Can I get you a coffee, Jensen?” Jensen walked over to the coffee pot, “No, let me get one for you. You’ve been busy educating my children. It’s the least I can do.”

Jensen grabbed a coffee cup and filled it up, sliding it to you at the kitchen bar. You nodded and told him thank you. He filled one up and leaned against the counter. “So, how are they doing? Are you still okay with working with all three of them?” “Oh they are amazing children. You and your wife should be very proud of them. I adore them.”

“Thank you, Y/N. I appreciate that.” “So if you don’t mind me asking, when is Mrs. Ackles coming home? I know she’s been out of town on a trip for about a week.” “Oh, yeah she’s on a girls trip. I believe she will come back next week. Maybe she’ll be around more after she gets back.” You could see the pain in his eyes and it broke your heart. “Well I can’t wait to sit and chat with her. I enjoy talking to you, and I’m sure I’ll enjoy sitting and talking to her too.”

There was a pregnant silence that fell between you two, you looked up and met his eyes. They had a softness to them and were full of kindness. You blushed and smiled. The silence was broken by the sounds of crying. Jensen and you jumped up and ran outside. His daughter, Jessica was sitting on the ground crying. You and Jensen ran over to her and saw her knee was bleeding.

Jensen scooped her up and carried her in the house. He sat her on the counter and you stood next to her. “Shh, it’s okay baby girl. Your daddy is going to get the first aid kit.” You rubbed her back and wiped her tears.

Jensen came back carrying the first aid box. You held Jessica’s hand as he cleaned up the wound. “So Jess, what do you want for dinner? I bet you can get your daddy to get you whatever you want.” “I want cheeseburgers and ice cream, she sniffled.” “Ooh that sounds yummy. Does your daddy make good burgers?” She smiled and nodded.

“Okay baby girl, all done.” Jessica looked at Jensen, “It didn’t even hurt.” Her eyes were wide. You smiled and Jensen looked over at you and smiled. “Well I think Ms Y/N has the magic touch then.” “Yes she does. Ms Y/N, can you stay for dinner?” Jensen was shocked, “Oh honey, Ms. Y/N has to get home to her husband. She can’t stay for dinner.”

“Well, Jessica, if it’s okay with your dad I’d love to stay for dinner.” “Yay! I’m gonna go tell Jr and Annie.” You helped her down and she took off. As you were helping Jensen clean up, he looked at you, “Thank you for keeping her calm, but you really don’t have to stay. I’m sure your husband is waiting for you.”

You put your head down, trying to hold back the tears. Taking a deep breath, “No, he’s not. I really would like to stay if you’re okay with it.” “Yes, that would be great. Jess really wants you to stay.” “Okay, let me help you cook then.” “Oh no ma’am, you are our guest.”

You smiled “Please, it’s the least I can do.” “I’m not going to win this argument, am I?” “Nope, you’re not.” You laughed. “Okay, fine.” He chuckled.

Thirty minutes later you and Jensen were calling the kids in to wash up for dinner. Dinner was delicious and after dinner Jensen pulled out the ice cream. Jessica was excited, because they didn’t get ice cream often. “My wife would kill me if she knew I was giving them ice cream. They tend to get a little wild.” You both laughed.

After ice cream, the kids went to the living room to watch tv while you helped Jensen clean up the kitchen. His phone rang as you two were cleaning. He sighed before he answered and walked out of the room.

You kept cleaning and a few minutes later he came back in. “Sorry about that. It was my wife. She wanted to talk to the kids.” “Oh it’s not a problem. That’s sweet she calls when she’s away.” “Yeah, it is.” His jaw tightened a bit.

The two of you reached for a bowl at the same time and your hands brushed against each other. A chill went through your body. You two looked at each other and you bit your lip, he swallowed hard.

“Sorry,” you said as you pulled your hand back. “It’s okay.” Jensen cleared his throat, “Well it’s getting late. I’m sure your husband is worried about you.” You took a deep breath, “No, we um, actually split up a little over 3 months ago.” Jensen placed his hand on yours, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. That has to be hard.” “Yeah, it has been. Things just got really bad, so I left. I’ve been living with my best friend and her husband since.”

“Well, if it gets too crazy there we have a guesthouse you’re welcome to stay in. I know the kids would love to have you around more.” You smiled, “That’s a generous offer, but I think I’m okay where I am right now. Besides, that’s a decision I think your wife should be included in.” “I understand, the offer stands though. She’d be fine with it. She’s always willing to help people.” “Thank you, I appreciate that. I’ll keep it in mind.”

About an hour later the kids were in bed and you were getting ready to head home. “Well, thank you for dinner and a wonderful evening. I will see you on Monday.” Jensen stood to walk you to the door. His hand brushed lightly on the small of your back and a shiver went through you. “Good night, Jensen. Thank you again for dinner and the conversation.” “Good night, Y/N, and you’re welcome.” Jensen reached out and pulled you into a hug. You took a deep breath and breathed him in. God he smelt amazing, and he was so warm.

When you two pulled away he lightly ran his thumb over your cheek. You instinctively leaned into his touch. Your breath hitched, “I should go.” You whispered. “Yeah, you probably should.”

Jensen stepped closer, you bit your lip. His thumb ran over your chin, pulling your lip out of your teeth. Your breathing grew more rapid and your heart beat wildly. His lips were inches from yours, your breath mingling with his. He licked his lips and leaned even closer. You felt his lips ghosting over yours. “Jensen..” “Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.” You looked at him, your voice caught in your throat. “Y/N, do you want me to stop?” “No,” was all you said.

Jensen’s lips crashed into yours. Soft but forceful and full of passion and need. Your mind swirling, your heart pounding as his tongue licked your lips asking for entrance. You parted your swollen lips and his tongue took dominance in your mouth. Jensen’s hands went into your hair and pulled you closer to him. Your hands wrapped around his neck.

The kiss seemed to last for hours, the need for air causing your lungs to scream for oxygen, but in that moment Jensen was the only thing you needed to live. When the need for air became too much, you both pulled away, panting with swollen lips.

You were blushing and Jensen was smiling. “I’ve been dying to do that for a really long time.” You smiled and bit your lip. His hand brushing against your cheek, “So beautiful”. You took a deep breath, “Good night Jensen.” He placed a soft peck on your lips before you walked out of the house.

Driving home all you could think of was the kiss. You’d dreamed of kissing him for years, but he’s married. What did the kiss mean to him, to your job? Would he want to do it again, would you? Your mind was racing with thoughts of the kiss and how you could still feel his lips on yours. The sound of your phone pulling you out of your head.

Jensen: So I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I swear I didn’t plan that.

You: You didn’t make me uncomfortable. I liked it. Honestly, a little too much.

Jensen: I liked it too. I’d like to do it again if you want.

You: I like that more than you know, but you’re married and my boss. I’m not sure it’s a great idea.

What the hell are you doing!? Jensen Ackles is telling you he wants to kiss you again and you’re shooting him down. Ugh!

Jensen: I understand. Please don’t think this changes anything or affects your job. It doesn’t. You’re amazing with my kids and I wouldn’t want to mess that up.

You: Thank you. I appreciate you saying that. Good night, and I’ll see you Monday.

Jensen: Good night, Y/N. Sweet dreams and see you Monday.

As you crawled into bed that night all you could think about was the kiss and how wonderful his hands felt on you. A small pang of guilt crept into your head when you thought about his wife. You still couldn’t believe you told him you didn’t think kissing him again would be a good idea. His lips were so soft and damn was he a good kisser.

Could you really still work for him after this, or would the pull to kiss him become too much?

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War Is Over (and I wanna go home)

Title – War Is Over (And I Wanna Go Home) Pairings – Jensen Ackles & Y/N Ackles Word Count – 5,098 Warnings – injuries, sulking, sad!Jensen then Happy!Jensen JAcklesverse Bingo Square: Explosion

Y/N Ackles had been deployed to Iraq for almost one year and was due to come home soon. Jensen was counting down till he could finally hold his wife in his arms again. Her flight information said she was arriving on Saturday, flying to Vancouver after her debrief. He couldn’t wait to see his Marine Raider.

However, she had other plans. With help from Robert Singer, the Marine had a surprise “guest role” on the show that Sam and Dean didn’t know about but were about to…

“It’s no charge, ma’am. Thank you for your service,” the young man said with a smile as she pulled her wallet out of the side pocket of her tactical pants. Y/N Ackles shook her head at the barista behind the Starbucks counter.

“No, please. Let me pay for my coffee. It’s the least I can do since you have to be here this early in the morning,” she practically begged. The others dressed in slouchy beanies, flannels, and green aprons – reminding her so much of Jared it was startling – simply shook their heads and went about making her Fall favorite drink: a pumpkin-spiced latte.

“It’s the least we could do for you,” one of the baristas said. “My Dad and older brother were in the Marines.” Y/N smiled at that and nodded. Before she could say anything, someone a few people behind her shouted.

“Come on! What’s taking so long? Some of us have places to be!”

The baristas looked chastised and started to move a little faster with their work, but Y/N straightened up, slipped on the mask she saved for the men and women in her ranks, turned around with narrowed eyes, and looked at the man who spoke out of line. When she noticed it was one of the Marines also on their way home, her temper flared. When she saw the stripes on his arm, Master Sergeant to her Captain, she saw red.

“I know you did not just show public disrespect, Master Sergeant, in full Marine uniform,” Y/N growled loudly at the boy from where she stood at the front of the line. When the boy realized who was in front of the line, he paled dramatically, dropped his things, and stood at attention as Y/N stalked to where he stood. The others in line started to watch them with interest, a few pulling out their phones to record the interaction.

“No, ma’am. I’m sorry, ma’am, I didn’t realize it was you in front of the line,” he stuttered. This caused Y/N to look at him with a raised brow when she finally stood in front of him, her hands on her hips.

“You’re saying if it was anyone else, it would have been okay to talk out of line like a petulant child throwing a temper tantrum then?” she snapped, causing him to blink rapidly, realizing his mistake. Whispers were starting around her, causing her eyes to narrow. She didn’t like making a scene, but she wasn’t about to let this go unpunished.

“No! No, of course not! I was being disrespectful and that is completely uncalled for, ma’am. It will never happen again,” he said sharply.

“You’re damn right it won’t. You owe everyone in this line and behind the counter of Starbucks an apology for your misbehavior, and you will pay for your breakfast when you get to the front of the line which will be however long it takes, do I make myself clear Master Sergeant?” Y/N ordered in the sternest voice she could muster.

“Ma’am, yes, ma’am,” the kid answered with a wobbly voice. Y/N stepped into the kid’s personal space.

“If I so much as hear another peep out of you complaining whether it be the water being too tepid or the turbulence on the plane being too rough between now and the time we land in Washington, I will make sure you are back in Iraq so fast your head will spin, is that understood?” Y/N muttered lowly, making sure only the young man in front of her could hear her. The man’s eyes widened slightly, then he nodded jerkily.

“Yes, ma’am. Understood.”

“Mind your manners, Jackson,” she said, turning back to the front of the line where she set her things. She picked up her Marine-issued green bag and her old backpack and moved to pick up her latte. The barista who had spoken to her before was waiting for her with an entertained smile on her face.

“I’m so sorry about that, some of these kids need more parenting than most,” she grouched, accepting her coffee with a smile. She took a sip and sighed in delight; eyes closed to savor the taste. “It’s been a year since I’ve had decent coffee, let alone a specialty one. This makes everything worth it.”

“Welcome home, Marine,” the barista said, fondness in her voice. Y/N opened her eyes and smiled widely.

“Thank you.”

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“Hey!” Jared greeted Jensen as he walked into the makeup trailer. Jensen lifted his hand in greeting, taking a deep sip of his coffee with the other. Jared took a moment to study his friend as he waited for Ginger to get the prosthetics she needed to attach to his face for the scene they were shooting that morning.

“Dude, you look like shit. What’s going on?” Jared said quietly, his worry showing through. Jensen sighed heavily as he fell into the makeup chair in front of Melody.

“I was up late watching the reports on the latest explosion in Iraq. You know, the one where the Humvees were blown up?” Jensen said. Jared nodded his head solemnly. “I haven’t heard from Y/N in a while, and I was thinking… what if she was in that explosion? What if she’s hurt and I don’t know it? Am I about to get a visit? If so, are they gonna come here and tell me that I lost my wife in front of everyone?”

“Jen,” Jared said, his voice showing his hurt for his friend. “You can’t keep thinking like that man. You said it yourself, she’s gonna be home soon. Isn’t she landing next Saturday?” He tilted his head back to let the makeup artist fiddle with the special effects wound above his eyebrow. He heard Jensen sigh heavily.

“Yeah. She’s already been gone three hundred sixty-three. In her last email, she said she had to go debrief before she could come up here. I hate that I couldn’t be there when she got back like I usually am,” Jensen said, sitting with his head resting in his hand, sadness clear on his face.

“Wasn’t she the one who told you to stay here and finish up?” Jared asked.

“Yeah, but…” Jensen started but was interrupted.

“And wasn’t she the one who told you that she was going to finish her debrief and come straight up here to see you as soon as she was done?”

“Yes, but…”

“She understands that we are in a tough spot and need all hands on deck for this episode, then. She knew you were shooting the last three episodes back to back-to-back when she was supposed to be coming home,” Jared tried to placate his friend.

“Doesn’t make me feel any less of an asshole, Jared” Jensen bit out. “I’ve always been there every time she returned from deployment since we first started dating back in the early days. I’ve never missed one.” Jared glanced over at his best friend. Jensen glanced at Melody who was wearing a sympathetic smile as she turned him to sit correctly in the chair. She started to add the makeup to his face carefully as if he were made of glass.

“You can make it one more week. We’ll be so busy enough on this episode, you won’t even realize the time has passed,” Jared said. “Then, she’ll be back and it’ll be Bonnie and Clyde all over again.”

“Yeah.”

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Two flights, 28 hours, a very long discussion with her chain of command, filling out a very large stack of paperwork, and a nap in an uncomfortable chair later, Y/N landed in Vancouver. She couldn’t help the giddiness that was filling her that had nothing to do with lack of sleep, painkillers, or a caffeine overdose. After almost a year in a war zone, she was finally coming home to see her husband, and this time, for good.

It wasn’t easy trying to plan the surprise return to Jensen.

Between him being an actor, surrounded by security and other famous faces all the time, and the demands the Marines had of her, she was trying her darndest to make it happen. Thankfully, she had an in with a producer on Supernatural.

She only met Robert Singer a handful of times, but once he realized who was on the phone trying to get in touch with him, he took her call without a bit of hesitation and talked to her as if she were an old friend. She explained how she was finally coming home from her final deployment, leaving military life behind, and how she wanted to surprise Jensen somehow with her homecoming since he was always there for her.

Not only was Robert excited for this next step in his friend and actor’s life, but he was eager to assist with the surprise and promised to do everything he could to make sure only the most necessary of people knew about what was happening.

Of course, that was before she was caught by an improvised explosive device while out on patrol a week before the end of her deployment. The explosion flipped the Humvee she was driving twice before it finally landed on its roof. Three people died in the crash. She might have survived, but she didn’t walk away without injuries she was still recovering from, which included one surgery to fix her abdomen when part of the door embedded itself into her stomach when she flew home.

She was very close to just giving up on the surprise. She was hurting both physically and emotionally, she was feeling lonely, and she just wanted to be in the arms of her husband feeling the comfort only he could give her.

She knew, however, that many people were working on putting together an amazing surprise for her and Jensen, and yes - they would not bat an eye at her asking to cancel it given the circumstances, but she didn’t want to do that to them.

Jensen deserved the surprise. He had put up with so much with her being gone on deployment.

Getting to Vancouver was part one of the plan. When her plane landed, she felt a rush of contentment go through her aching body, knowing she was one step closer to her husband.

Part two of the plan was getting her on set. Y/N made her way out to the pickup area with her pack flung over one shoulder and her military-issue duffle in the other hand. Surprise colored her expression when she saw it was Clif waiting for her next to a rather large, black SUV. When he spotted her, his wide smile dropped some of its original joy and was replaced with concern. Y/N Ackles looked… beaten up, exhausted, and hurt as she limped slightly, moving slowly over to him.

“Holy shit, Y/N,” Clif said, immediately taking her pack and duffle from her. Y/N sighed in relief, her shoulder sagging as the weight was lifted off her. Her eyes fluttered closed as she took a deep breath of Vancouver air and when she opened them, she smiled sadly at the big security guard.

“I’d say you should see the other guy, but the other guy was the car and it got destroyed,” she said quietly. There were signs of the accident visible now that she was up close to him. The black and purple bruises on her face left behind reminders of the explosion, as did the cuts that scattered across her face, and the stitches above her eyebrow. It had only been a few weeks since the surgery to her stomach and her knee was sore from being in one place for so long.

She also had dropped weight being overseas, which would be a shock to those seeing her again in the States. She reached up to give Clif a hug, which he returned gently.

“I can’t believe you were actually in that explosion,” he said quietly. Y/N let out a heavy breath, one filled with emotion and stories she didn’t want to talk about. “I’m so glad you’re okay. C’mon. I have an hour to sneak you onto the set before people start asking questions.”

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Twenty-five minutes and one short hide under a blanket later, she was inside the set and being escorted in through the back door of the offices. She was met by Sarah, executive assistant to Robert, the two shared conspirator giggles despite the heaviness that came with how she felt. Y/N felt like she was back in Iraq with how she was hiding from any voices they heard, but this time it was excitement that filled her instead of dread and concern. Once the two women got to Robert’s office, they closed the door a little louder than necessary and pressed their backs against the wood. They remained silent for a long moment, staring at each other, before falling into hushed laughter. Robert looked up from his desk in amusement.

“I take it the ride over was a success?” he asked. Y/N nodded her head.

“Yessir,” Y/N answered, pushing herself away from the door. “I don’t think anyone had a clue I was in the vehicle. It did help that Clif stopped at a taco place and was eating when he pulled in.” She stepped forward slowly, holding her hand out. Robert noticed her limp and stood, rushing to meet her halfway. The two shook hands before he helped the Marine to a chair to sit. Y/N took the seat gratefully.

“How are you feeling?” he asked her as he eyed her slender frame. Of course, Robert had been filled in on the accident in case it prevented her from being able to make it home against her wishes. But at least it was kept from Jensen, so… small favors.

“I’ll survive. Nothing six months of sleep and a month of hot showers with decent water pressure won’t fix. I’m going to try and meet with some doctors in a few weeks to get a physical and see what kind of damage we are looking at. I’ll have them send the documents to the V.A. and go from there, but for now, I just want to see Jen and go home for a while. I’ll settle for a long weekend if you’ll let me have him,” she explained, hope coloring her tone. Robert nodded.

“I’ve already made plans to have everyone take a break once we tell them you’re here. Everyone has been working so hard lately to get the last few episodes done, working back-to-back with no break… The least I can do is offer a long, four-day weekend to the team and allow you two a chance to spend some time together,” he said with a gentle smile. He purposefully didn’t acknowledge any of the medical talks, knowing how private both Y/N and Jensen were about their personal lives.

“God, that sounds…” Suddenly, someone knocked on the door before twisting the doorknob. Panic rose in Y/N’s eyes as she looked around the room for a place to hide.

“Don’t come in here!” Robert shouted, halting the person entering.

“Why not?” he heard a confused voice say.

“Because… I’m… busy, I am… having… I’m having an affair!” he shouted. Both Sarah and Y/N looked at him scandalized.

“Seriously? That’s what you come up with?” Sarah asked, causing Robert to look at her pleadingly.

“You’re what? No, you’re not; give me the real reason. Are you naked? What’s going on?” the voice said, opening the door and walking in.

“He said don’t come in!” Y/N barked out in her Marine voice, causing whoever was on the other side of the door to slam it shut. Y/N then turned her narrowed eyes to the other two people in the room.

“I don’t know what made you think this was going to be kept a secret for long,” he said with a snicker. With an exasperated sigh, Y/N sat back carefully in the chair she was in.

“Oh, fine. You can come in,” she grumbled loudly. Stacey walked into the office with wide, frightened eyes and stared at the back of Y/N’s head uncomprehendingly. Sarah looked over at Stacey with a manic grin on her face, excitement radiating off her.

“Who are you meeting with?” Stacey asked, closing the door behind her. “I knew you weren’t having an affair, you idiot.” She walked over to the desk and dropped the fabric samples she was carrying in front of him before looking at the person sitting in the chair and freezing. Once she realized it was Y/N, a wide grin spread across her face, and she screamed excitedly.

“No!” Y/N barked, pointing at Stacey with narrowed, furious eyes. Stacey covered her mouth with her hand, then pulled it away and started to bounce on her toes while waving her hands around. “No one knows I’m here yet, and I’ll be damned if you ruin this for me.”

“Oh my God, you’re home!! How long have you been here? We’ve got to go tell Jensen, he’s been an absolute nightmare all week,” Stacey started to ramble. Y/N’s face dropped when she heard that, moving her eyes back to Robert.

“Has he been really upset?” Y/N asked. Robert looked at her sympathetically.

“He’s missed you. We all have. It’s been a long year, and you being MARSOC hasn’t helped. It was easier when you two were able to Facetime occasionally, but when you went Special Ops and couldn’t speak to him for months at a time, and he didn’t know if you were alive or dead…” Robert said, trailing off. Y/N nodded her head in understanding, her eyes looking distant.

“He’d see a story on the news and wonder if you were okay,” Sarah said quietly. “He always seemed to be waiting for a visit from someone, and he was terrified that it was going to happen here on set. We’d catch him watching the gates from time to time.”

“So, he probably knows about the accident but has no idea I was in it,” Y/N deduced, causing Robert to frown.

“I think he’s suspicious. I think he knows you might have been in the accident,” Robert explained. “He hasn’t been himself since he saw the news about the explosion but we probably got word of it days after it actually happened. By then, you had already…” he had trailed off, glancing at the two women in the room who didn’t know about the consequences of the explosion.

Y/N’s heart broke. So much happened in Iraq this tour, so much she hadn’t had the chance to tell anyone about. She wrapped an arm around herself protectively, her hand rubbing up and down the scars that were hidden behind the green t-shirt… near the wound that was still healing after the latest explosion she had been in. The movement didn’t go unnoticed, causing Robert and Sarah to share a glance. Slowly, the room started to disappear around her.

Stacey was talking a mile a minute, but Y/N wasn’t paying any attention to what was being said. Instead, she was getting lost in the memories of the explosion… the smell of the fire, the unseeing eyes that were frozen in terror, the tears she cried as she tried to get out of the vehicle…

“Y/N?” she heard her name and blinked a few times, looking over to Stacey. She was looking at the Marine with concern in her eyes. Y/N looked at Sarah and Robert, then back to Stacey.

“Did I zone out? I’m sorry. It’s been a long trip home. I’m exhausted and I’ve got a lot on my mind,” she said, rubbing her eyes. Stacey shared a look with Sarah before plastering a smile on her face.

“Well, I was saying we need to surprise Jensen now that you are here!”

“We’re already ahead of you on that one. Here’s our plan,” Robert said, filling them in.

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“I hate the idea of bringing them pizza. Can’t I just walk up to Jen in a bar when he’s Dean and hit on him? They’re doing that scene today too, right?” Y/N asked Stacey in the wardrobe area, who shrugged.

“Yeah, I think so. Lemme text Robert and see what he says,” she replied, grabbing her phone. Y/N nodded, leaning against the wall in thought.

“Stace – don’t kill me but I tore a seam on this shirt, and they are making me come…”

When the two women heard Jared’s voice enter the small room, their eyes went wide in fear but with nowhere to hide except racks of clothes in the moments it would take for him to round the corner, there was nothing they could do but wait. As soon as Jared laid eyes on his best friend’s wife, he froze in shock. Y/N looked over at Jared with a small wave.

“Y/N?”

“Hey, Jay…” Jared’s eyes started to water instantly.

“Holy shit, Y/N…” Jared quickly came over to her and wrapped her up in one of his notorious bear hugs, squeezing the life out of her before she could stop him. Y/N cried out in pain, patting his arms quickly, causing Jared to let go quickly. She leaned her head on his chest, whimpering and breathing heavily. Her eyes scrunched up as she breathed through the pain.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, Y/N. What’s wrong? What did I do?” Jared panicked, unsure of where to put his hands. Stacey stared at the two in a panic, wanting to help but unsure how.

“Just… just give me a second…”

Jared rubbed his hands up and down her arms, hoping to calm her, all while murmuring his apologies. It took a few minutes but soon she was able to pull away and look up at Jared with a smile.

“Hi, Jay…” Y/N said, her voice strained. Jared took the time to look at Y/N and realized not only had she lost weight, but there was some significant bruising on her face… not to mention stitches where an incision had been sewn shut. That’s when it dawned on him that she must be seriously injured behind the brown shirt and military fatigue pants she was still wearing.

“You were in the explosion, weren’t you?” he asked gently, remorse coloring his tone. “God, Y/N, I’m so sorry. I should have waited and not rushed up. Did I hurt you badly? I’m so sorry. What do you need?”

“I’m fine,” Y/N explained with a nod. “I promise. I just need some rest, a good meal, and my man.” Jared nodded. If she wasn’t going to talk about it, he wasn’t going to push.

“Um, Y/N… You’re bleeding…” Stacey said meekly, pointing to a spot on her side. Y/N looked at her, then at where she was pointing. Sure enough, a small bit of blood had seeped through her brown shirt on her side high up on her ribs. A sigh escaped her as she looked away, avoiding the two pairs of eyes now staring at her in concern.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I can go get the set nurse and she can fix you…” Jared started, but Y/N shook her head.

“No,” she said firmly. “No, I don’t want anyone looking at this. They don’t need to see any of this. Just get me some medical tape and some gauze and I’ll be fine. I’m sure it’s just a couple of busted stitches. They are supposed to come out in a few days anyway.”

“Are you sure?” Jared asked. Y/N forced a smile, looking up at him.

“Yeah, I’m sure. But thank you. I forgot what it’s like to have people fret over me like this,” she said with a chuckle. Jared forced a crooked smile and shook his head.

“I thought you weren’t coming in till next week sometime… Jensen has this whole thing planned to surprise you and everything.”

“That’s the thing, I’m here to surprise him,” Y/N smiled.

“God, you’re so tan…” he muttered, not realizing he said it out loud. Y/N’s smile softened.

“A year in the desert will do that to you. I’ve got some wicked sock lines though,” she said with a laugh. The other two laughed as well, but she could tell it was forced. “How is he? I know this has been awful, being away for a year, and he says he’s been okay… but how is he?” Jared shook his head, not responding. Y/N nodded her head in understanding. It’s been as hard for Jensen as it was for her. She almost said screw the surprise and went to go find him.

“Yeah,” she breathed. “Yeah…”

“He’s been doing his best to stay positive, but it’s been killing him. It’s pretty obvious to those of us he’s close to,” Jared said with a shake of the head. Stacey looked up from her phone with a small smile.

“Robert said he’s cool with the change if you want to do the bar scene instead,” she replied. Y/N smiled at her, nodding.

“You’re going to be in the episode?” Jared questioned, his voice showing his excitement.

“I don’t know if they are going to keep it, but that’s how I’m going to surprise him with me being back,” Y/N said with a smirk. Jared hugged her again, this time more gently than before.

“That’s perfect,” he said. Stacey clapped her hands at them.

“Okay, be sappy later, we have to go and get you beautified! It’s off to hair and make-up for you!”

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“Here’s what’s gonna happen…. he’s gonna go to the bar, order a whiskey. When it’s set in front of him, you walk over, pick it up, throw it back, and set the glass down. He’s gonna scoff and turn to look at you and… we’ll just keep rolling. You ready?” Robert said to her with a wide smile. Y/N nodded her head, butterflies and a simmering heat filling her stomach. She was more than ready. She had been watching her husband for part of the day from a distance and she wanted to get her hands on him now.

The crew went out of their way to make her feel beautiful with their little mini-spa day. The crew did wonders with her hair and make-up, doing what they could to give her military cut some sexiness. The subtle but glamorous make-up made her newly tan skin shimmer which would be perfect in the low bar light. They asked if she wanted to change clothes, but Y/N declined. She wasn’t ready to be in civilian clothing yet and wearing something that could expose the injuries she was trying to hide made her nervous. Instead, she stuck with her t-shirt and BDU pants. Paired with the wavy hair and makeup, she almost felt glamorous.

Spotting Jensen off to the side and talking to a PA had her heart racing. She was so ready to be in his arms again.

“Jensen, you good on what’s about to happen?” Jensen simply nodded and waved a hand from where he stood. “Okay then. Lights…. Camera…. ACTION!”

Jensen stood from the booth he was sitting in and stomped over to the bar, waving down the bartender. He ordered the whiskey before sliding on the stool to sit. Y/N started to slowly walk up to him when he sat. Once the drink was set in front of him and he started to reach for it, she lifted it from the bar top, threw it back with ease (oh, it’s just watered-down Coke…), and set the glass down with a loud thunk in front of him. She then turned to the side to face Jensen and waited, holding her breath.

Jensen faked an exasperated scoff, waving a hand at the glass, turned, looked at the woman to his side… and froze. His eyes slowly widened as he took in her face, moving to a standing position as his hand reached up to cup her cheek. Y/N’s eyes started to water as she smiled, watching her husband try to decide if what he saw was real. When his warm, calloused hand touched her cheek a tear broke free and ran down her face. His thumb gently brushed it away as he stood.

“Y/N…?” he whispered; his voice so full of hope it hurt to hear it. Y/N gave a jerky nod.

“Surprise…?” she whimpered, more tears spilling from her eyes. He looked down at her, as he was almost half a foot taller than she was, and he raised his other hand to the other side of her face.

“Oh, my God,” he breathed before crashing his mouth onto hers, kissing her with so much passion and desire. There was no tenderness in the kiss, just desperation, want, I missed you, and welcome home and don’t leave. They were so caught up in each other, that they didn’t even hear the cheers happening around them. When they finally broke for air, they rested their foreheads against each other as more tears fell from Y/N’s eyes. Jensen pressed a chaste kiss against her mouth once more then moved to pull her into a tight embrace. Y/N stopped him before he could do any damage.

“Gently,” she said quietly. Concern flooded him, his eyes dropping to look over her body. It was then he noticed just how small she had gotten. His eyes widened and he started to ask a question, but Y/N shook her head. “Later. Just be gentle.”

Jensen nodded slightly, and pulled her into his arms, holding her as close to him as possible. She also wrapped her arms around him, turning and hiding her head into his neck. One of his hands slipped up into her hair, cradling the back of her head.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered brokenly. It wasn’t until she felt his fine tremors that she realized he was crying too.

“I’m not going anywhere ever again,” she whispered back.

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deangirlsstuff67 · 2 years ago

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Birthday Boy

Jensen Ackles x reader

Warnings: Drinking, P in V, Unprotected sex, Fingering, Oral (m and f receiving), Squirting, Dirty talk

Summary: Jensen has given up on finding his happily ever after. Now that he's 45 he just doesn't see the point anymore. Jared, Misha, and the SPN cast take him out on the town to celebrate and lift his spirits. That's when he looks eyes with a beautiful woman. After one too many whiskeys they go back to his place, where he learns age is only a number.

Authors note: I love Jensen and his family. I mean them no disrespect. This is set in set in a world where Jensen is single. This is a work of fiction for nothing more than entertainment.

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We walk into a bar that Jared and I found when we first came to Vancover for season one. The small, dingy, dive bar is a hidden gem that we have visited many times. Whether it was marriage, divorce, birthdays, or deaths, these four walls hold many memories for the supernatural cast and crew.

The group of us find a couple empty tables and take a seat. A lovely blonde waitress makes her way over for our drink order. Tonight we are celebrating my 45th birthday.

Getting older isnt as bad as your younger self believes. It's like a prize for surviving all the bullshit of your 20s. You no longer care what people think of you. You can go to bed early if you want without being judged. And you make the transition from hot and sexy, to handsome and distinguished.

I can't complain.

The blonde makes her way back with a tray of our drinks. Tonight we have Jared, Misha, Rob, Rich, Kim, Brianna, Mark, and Ruth with us.

She hands me my whiskey double. A sexy, flirty smile lights up her face for the brief moment we lock eyes so I can thank you. I smile politely back at the young lady. Seriously, I could be her dad.

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Three whiskey doubles in, laughs and smiles floating around our table, I got to say this has turned out to be a good night. Jared leans over and speaks directly in my ear so I can hear over the music coming from the speakers, "dont look now but you got a y/h/c who cant keep her eyes away from you."

Great, cue eye roll. Women have been nothing but problematic for me. They either want fame, money, connections, or someone I know. I've given up in that department.

Way too old for that shit.

"It's not going to kill you to have a look man." Jared sighs dramatically at me.

"You never know, it might." But it's too late my interest is peaked. I'm a sucker for a y/h/c. I slowly scan the bar until I lock eyes with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Well shit.

She's younger than me, though I don't know by how much. Casually dressed in blue jeans that hug her curves perfect and a over sized ACDC t-shirt tucked into all the right places. She simple smiles and raises her glass of amber liquor in a silent toast.

I can feel the corners of my lips curve as I toast her back. Then as quickly as the moment settled between us, it was gone and she took her friends arm as they walked out the front doors.

Dammit.

"Man I'm sorry," Misha looks over at me, "she looked interested."

Rich comes to sit on our side of the table, "ĥows the birthday boy doing?"

"Thought he was ging to get lucky tonight, but she left." Jared whisper yells. I can't stop the eye roll, the more he drinks the more of a man child he becomes.

This bit of information intrigues Rich, "you meanthe pretty y/h/c that’s walked back in?" He says with a sly smirk resting on his face.

We all watch as she glides up to the bar to speak with the young man playing bartender tonight. I can't tear my eyes away from her or how her hips sway with every step. She's a work of art. Curves in all the right places, looks like she eats more than salad. I swear she's every man's wet dream come true.

She turns and smirks as she makes her way over to our table with a tray of shot glasses, a knowing look sparkling in her y/e/c eyes. I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment knowing she caught us all gawking at her.

Placing the tray down in front of the four of us, she picks up a shot and tips hers ead back to drain her glass. I watch as she swallows the liquid, swallowing down the dirty thoughts it promotes in my whiskey soaked brain.

"Happy Birthday Beautiful, now drink." She passes over a shot, which I take without hesitation. I drain the glass, the burn of vodka ever present in my throat, before finding my voice.

"How do you..."

She answer before I can finish my thought, "I'm a fan. Don’t worry it's not in a creepy stalker kind of way. I just couldnt pass up the opportunityto buy my favorite actor a shot on his birthday." She shrugs before taking another shot. There's something sexy about a woman who can hold her liquor.

"I'm y/n by the way." She turns to leave, before she can take a step I get out of my seat and wrap her in a hug, pulling her close to my chest.

Beautiful y/e/c irises stare into mine as she searches for the reason behind the embrace. Tucking a piece of hair behind her ear I softly smile down at her, "I want you to stay."

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"Shit, I dropped the keys." Y/N is wrapped around my body, pressed against the door to my apartment. Trying to unlock a door while having a beautiful woman kissing down my neck is more than distracting.

After some struggle we fall into my apartment. Guiding her backwards towards my room, hitting walls along the way. We haven't stopped kissing since getting into the cab at the bar.

She's addictive. Her taste. Her smell. I need this woman.

Breaking apart she sauntered to my bed, stripping her clothes along the way. My cock is throbbing in the jeans I'm wearing, begging for me to release it.

She crawls onto my bed positioning herself in a kneeling position. Legs spread wide showing just how dripping wet she is for me. Slowly I remove my clothing, watching as she plays with herself waiting for me. My cock drips with pre cum in anticipation. Knowing just how hot and bothered I made her with limited touching gets me high.

Walking towards the bed, y/n meets me at the edge. I stare down at her as she lowers herself before locking a strip from the base of my cock to the tip. Groaning I throw my head back at the sensation.

After a few minutes of kitten licks, y/n takes me in her mouth the first go. Straight to the base and swallowing around me. My hips jerk, hands rake through her long hair as I hold on. She's blowing my freaking mind, "Darling, I'm not going to last." She swirls her tongue around the head of my shaft, it almost does me in.

"Sweetheart... y/n... you have to stop... please"

She comes off my cock with a loud 'pop', smiling up at me while wiping her mouth.

Fuck that's hot.

Pushing her in the chest I force her to lay on the bed, "my turn," kissing my way down her soft curves to her sweet spot, wet and waiting for me.

Inhaling her sweet scent, making my head spin, "you smell delicious baby girl." Then I dive in like man starved.

Alternating between broad strokes and sucking her clit. I smile I to her center as I watch the bliss out look on her face as she shakes and squirms beneath me. Whatever I was feeling about getting older has been drowned out by her moans and whimpers as I bring to the edge before backing off, over and over again.

Rising above her tasting her on my lips, I learn down taking her mouth with mine, sharing her sweetness. My fingers trail down her body before pludging into her hot, wet center. My pace is fast as I curl my fingers, finding her g spot.

Her body jerks forward as she let's out a beautifully loud moan before I feel her soaking my hand, wrist, and thighs, "fuck darling, did you just squirt?"

Pink colors her cheeks while she looks away from me. "Hey, dont be embarassed. That's the sexiest thing I've ever experienced. " I kiss her deeply as I feed my shaft into her quivering walls. What an amazing feeling that is.

Looking down I watch her body struggle to take my girth as I bottom out inside her. Staying still to allow her to adjust before I slowly withdraw to my tip and slowly sink back into her warmth. My room is filled with nothing but moans from her, groans from me, and the wet squelched noise as our bodies become one.

Our rhythm is steady as we use our bodies to bring the other pleasure with each thrust. One, two, three more thrusts and y/n is pushing me out of her before she soaks my thigh and cock in her essence again. It's what tips me over the age as I shove myself back in making her gasp before emptying myself into my own personal heaven.

Sweat covered, limbs shaking, breathe labored, I collapse beside her after pulling out. Wrapping my arms around her I bring her into my chest as we come down from our highs together.

"That was amazing darling."

"Mhm... it was" her sleepy voice whispers into my body.

I hold her as she drifts to sleep in my arms. Happiness washes over me. I don't know her but something about this woman has intertwined deep in my soul. I look down at her kissing her forehead, "I hope this becomes more... "

I close my eyes as sleep takes me.

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roaldamundsen · 8 months ago

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currently watching the passenger and i hate to say it but i think jensen ackles wants what kyle gallner has. but could never be. if that makes sense

I had to ask the server to weigh in and I'm going to write down what @joeyclaire said word for word 👇

I do think kyle is very secure in his masculinity in a way jensen aches for. every jensen ackles character is extremely insecure about his masculinity while every kyle character is like. well you know what they’re like! so yes jensen wishes. jensen wishes he could be typecast like kyle gallner is. I think jensen has a really idealized mental image of what it means to be a man and he subconsciously associates it with homosexuality or at least homosociality…and kyle is a bit of an archetype of this bc he’s a frat type! he’s a dad! he gets typecast as super masc roles all the time. jensen could literally never. he’s too gay. he has too weird ideas of what it means to be a man

#they were so quick to respond with this and im.not about to put any more thought into it so #there you go anon #asks

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blanketforcas · 1 year ago

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Here we see Jensen Ackles wearing a $ 1,090 Saint fucking Laurent silk shirt with a pattern that’s supposed to represent parasols -perhaps the little paper parasols in those fruity little drinks his dad wouldn’t approve drinking with a straw - but might as well be the same fireworks he's firing at Misha right now. He doesn’t care about his expensive shirt at this moment, all we see is a desire for the other man to rip it off his body. There is still an audience watching. It's been 10 seconds now.

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agirlwithdemonblood · 6 months ago

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The Celebrity Next Door: Chapter 7 -Unexpected Morning, Heartwarming Afternoon

Pairings: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Chapter Summary: After an unexpected morning, Y/N is worried that things are going downhill again, but their only going up.

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I woke up feeling especially refreshed and energized for the first time in a long time. Expecting to find myself in my own bed, I opened my eyes to see Jensen lying next to me, asleep on the floor.

Confused, I sat up and looked around, realizing I was actually on his couch, wrapped snugly in his sweatshirt.

My movement stirred him awake, he lifted his head, his eyes fluttering open, and greeted me with that beautiful smile of his. It was certainly a pleasing way to wake up.

"Mmm... Good morning, honey," he whispered, his voice husky and irresistible.

I smiled, settling down on my side to face him. "Good morning. I guess I ended up crashing here."

He chuckled softly, sitting up and leaning closer. "I guess you did."

"Sorry if that's not what you wanted," I said, a hint of concern in my voice.

He laughed lightly, shaking his head as his lips met mine in a sweet, gentle kiss. "It was. It is."

Grabbing my phone from the floor, I checked the time in surprise. "How did we manage to sleep till 10:00 am?"

He laughed again, lying back down before suddenly jumping straight up. "10:00 am? It's 10:00 am?"

I nodded, showing him the time on my phone, and watched panic flicker across his face.

"Oh shit… Oh no, okay," he muttered quickly, scrambling to tidy up the pillows and straighten the place. Confused, I sat up, staring at him. "What's going on, Jensen?"

"My kids will be back any moment. My ex is dropping them off," he explained hurriedly.

I nodded understandingly and quickly threw on my sweater and shoes. Jensen stood in the living room, looking confused. "Wait, where are you going?"

I hesitated, trying to process everything. "Um… Home?"

He frowned, stepping closer and gently holding my arms. "I didn't mean you had to leave. I don't mind if you're here when they arrive."

"Oh…" I paused, unsure why he seemed so flustered.

He smiled softly, sensing my confusion, and leaned in to kiss my forehead. "I'm just worried about what Sarah will say. Not about you, but about the mess. Usually, I have everything cleaned up and breakfast ready when they arrive but lately.., I haven't been on top of things here."

I moved closer, wrapping my arms around him and planting a reassuring kiss on his chest, hoping to ease his anxiety. "Go wait for your kids on the porch. I'll take care of everything here."

Brows furrowed in confusion, he stared down at me. "Y/N, you don't have to-"

"I'm not asking," I insisted firmly. "Go. Your kids need a happy dad who's excited to see them. I'll handle this."

He nodded gratefully, kissing my forehead again before hurrying to the door. As he paused at the mirror to fix his hair, my heart melted a little at his care for appearances—a confirmation to his dedication as a dad and a man that was making me fall for him, fast.

I could hear the car pulling into the driveway as I finished cooking bacon and eggs, serving them on a plate for the kids to enjoy when they got home. I smiled to myself, satisfied with how tidy everything looked. They arrived just in time, all laundry was sorted, trash thrown out, and floors swept, everything was done.

The house filled with noise as children ran up the stairs, Jensen's voice getting closer, followed by a woman's voice. My anxiety was rising as they approached, I hadn't expected her to enter, but it wasn't my place to question.

Jensen appeared in the kitchen, eyes widening at the sight of the breakfast spread and the house clean.

Before he could say anything, a tall, stunning woman stepped beside him, her eyes falling onto me. "Oh… Hi. Didn't realize Jensen had company," she said with a smirk.

Jensen froze, caught between us, unsure of what to say or how to explain.

Smiling warmly, I wiped my hands and greeted her, "Hi! I'm actually new in the neighbourhood. I was just coming over to introduce myself when you arrived. I didn't want the food to burn, so I thought I'd help out. Practicing my neighbourly duties, you know?"

She nodded politely, her gaze shifting between Jensen and me, clearly curious by the way he stood there like a statue. "Understandable. I'm Sarah."

I smiled in response and waited while the air turned tense. "Anyways, I should get going. Thanks for the coffee, Jensen!" I spoke, nodding to him.

He hesitated before smiling back, "Of course. See you around?" he asked shyly.

I smiled back. "Definitely. Bye! Nice meeting you!"

"You too," she responded, her eyes following me as I left, closing the door behind me and releasing a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding.

She seemed nice enough, but I couldn't shake the anxiety rising at how Jensen's anxious look had hinted at the fact that he was not happy I was there, when she was. It was understandable for sure, but I couldn't stop the pang in my chest at the feeling of being hidden.

Hours passed in quiet after the brief meeting at Jensen's. I had no work to occupy me, and loneliness began to creep in. I contemplated going over to at least say hi to the kids, or apologizing for this morning, but I was unsure if it was appropriate.

As I cleaned my kitchen, a knock at the door startled me. Was this a coincidence, or was Jensen thinking the same thing?

I opened the door to find Katie standing there, her smile brightening as she saw me. "Hi, Y/N!"

"Hi, Katie!" I greeted her warmly.

"Dad said to ask if you want to join us for lunch," she said eagerly.

I chuckled to myself. "Oh, did he? Well, I am pretty hungry. Are you?"

She nodded energetically, reaching for my hand, which I gladly took. We walked back to their house together, my heart warming with every step.

Entering their backyard, I spotted Jensen by the grill and Kevin preoccupied in a gaming device, the aroma of burgers teasing my senses and causing my mouth to water.

Jensen greeted me with a nervous smile. "Y/N! Glad you could join us!"

I nodded, releasing Katie's hand as she dashed off to play with her toys. She was adorable, and I couldn't help but smile.

As Jensen closed the grill and approached me, he glanced over at the kids to make sure they were occupied. "I'm so sorry about this morning," he apologized quietly.

I shook my head, dismissing his apology. "You have nothing to apologize for. I am curious though, is that why you asked Katie to come get me?

He smiled sheepishly and chuckled a bit, "Well, yeah. I didn't know if you were angry or upset with me, and you did mention that my daughter is impossible to resist, so I figured she'd have a better chance to get you over here."

I giggled and shook my head, "I wasn't upset, at least not with you."

His face froze, concern flickering in his eyes. "But you were upset?"

I hesitated, then forced a smile. "It was nothing, really..."

He cleared his throat, turning his attention to his kids. "Ten minutes until lunch. Can you help me with the condiments, Y/N?"

I sighed internally, hoping I hadn't complicated things by admitting that. Following him inside, I stood at the counter, nerves fluttering as I wondered what he was going to say. "Jensen... I-"

He stepped closer, his hand brushing my cheek, his gaze locked on mine as his lips met mine briefly, erasing all the morning's doubts and fears.

"I'm sorry. I should've handled things better this morning. After you left, I felt like a jerk. You did so much to help, and I didn't even properly thank you, I froze like a coward." he murmured, looking down at the floor.

I reached up, gently guiding his chin to meet my eyes. "Stop. You didn't do anything wrong. You handled everything perfectly. You were calm and happy to see your kids without the stress. That's all that matters to me."

He smiled sadly, shrugging. "But it upset you."

I frowned, glancing towards the backyard to ensure no little ears were listening. "It was stupid to say that, I shouldn't have said it."

"No," he whispered, his hand grabbing mine in his. "Whatever bothers you is not stupid honey, please tell me what it was?"

I sighed and fiddled with my fingers, eyes locked on the ground. "It was just... my insecurities. I enjoyed our time together, and I felt like we were getting closer. When your wife arrived, and we pretended we didn't even know each other, I guess I felt like I was being hidden. But again, it's just my stupid insecurities, it's not a big deal."

He pulled me into a hug, holding me tightly. "I would never hide you. I love what we have building here, I was just worried about unnecessary drama, and I didn't know I'd feel that way until she came inside and I saw you again, but I love our drama free life."

I nodded, smiling genuinely. "Me too."

We all sat down to lunch, and as I prepared to leave them to enjoy their family time, Katie tugged on my hand. "Stay, please!" she pleaded, her big blue eyes irresistible.

I glanced at Jensen, who nodded enthusiastically, then turned to Kevin, who sat on the couch. "Kevin, is it okay if I stay?"

He shrugged, seeming uninterested. "I don't care."

Jensen rolled his eyes apologetically. I smiled, brushing it off, and settled on the couch beside Kevin. I couldn't blame him for feeling a bit left out; when he was here with just Katie and his dad, he was usually playing with his sister or being the one she asks all the questions too, with my presence, Katie has been begging to play with me, and he sits on his video games.

While Jensen and Katie went upstairs to change, I stayed downstairs with Kevin, hoping to connect with him a bit. He grabbed his phone and began playing a game, clearly not in the mood for conversation. But I was stubborn.

"What are you playing?" I asked, peering over at his screen. He tilted it away from me, continuing to play. "Nothing you'd know."

I smiled and leaned back against the couch. "Try me."

He sighed, unenthusiastically turning the screen to show me the game. "Call of Duty."

Acting surprised, I gasped. "Are you kidding? I love that game!"

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right."

"No, seriously. I used to play Black Ops with my sisters on Xbox. We had a blast," I said, trying to break through his shell.

He looked at me skeptically, but this time I could see a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. "Are you any good?"

I laughed, pulling out my phone. "I bet I could give you a run for your money."

Kevin watched intently as I quickly downloaded the game and set up a profile. We joined a game together, and soon we were both absorbed in the battle, hunting each other down in the virtual world. Kevin proved to be skilled, and though I struggled a bit with the touchscreen controls compared to a console, it was more than fun hearing his laugh every time he unexpectedly snuck behind and knifed me.

As we played, laughter filled the room, and Kevin's guarded demeanour slowly melted away. He became more energetic, explaining strategies and teasing me whenever he managed to score a hit. It was clear he was enjoying himself, and so was I.

At one point, I managed to sneak up on his character, thinking I had the upper hand, only for him to turn around and take me down. "You suck!" he exclaimed, bursting into laughter.

"Kevin!" Jensen's voice suddenly interrupted from behind us, causing both of us to jump. We quickly put down our phones and turned to face him.

Before Jensen could say anything, I stood up and showed him my phone. "We were just playing Call of Duty. Kevin was just joking around."

Jensen glanced between us and then smiled, relieved. He sat down between us on the couch. "Alright, let's see if I can take on both of you. Kevin, teach me your moves."

Kevin eagerly started explaining the controls to his dad, and soon they were both absorbed in the game, laughing and competing. Jensen's gaze fell on mine as Kevin laughed loudly, mouthing a thank you.

I smiled in response and watched them with a warm heart, it was amazing seeing them getting along so well, especially after everything Jensen opened up about, regarding his son.

They deserved this type of love, this bond, this moment of healing, and it was amazing to watch, and be a part of.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Chapter 8 coming soon stay tuned!

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justwhisperingfantasies · 1 month ago

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The One That Got Away -2-

Characters: Reader, (Y/N), and nicknames babe(s). Jensen Ackles. Jared Padalecki. Misha Collins. Ruthie Connell. Rob Benedict. Osric Chau. Alexander Calvert. Briana Buckmaster. Eric Kripke. Lily (o.c) Abby (o.c) Brett (o.c)

Warnings: Drinking. Language. Angst. A smidgen of smut(not too graphic) Talk of blackmail, Talk of pregnancy loss, Cheating. Talks of past cheating.

Summary: You get pulled back into the magic of supernatural conventions and realize the love you once had is still there.

Word count: 6,275

A/N: Sorry it took so long. Hope y'all enjoy it. 💗

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Part 1

Jensen’s P.o.V

Jensen watched you walk away in Ruthie’s arms. He turned to Jared and sighed. “Exactly how much of that did you hear?”

“Well, I came in around blackmail. What the fuck is going on Ackles?” Jensen explained everything to him. Jared stood there in shock. “That’s pretty much the same look (y/n) had on her face too.”

“So, when you two told me you ended it because you were better as friends...”

“Yes Jared. We lied to you. Hell, we lied to everyone. I didn’t want to be painted fuckboy Ackles, and she didn’t want everyone feeling sorry for her. So, we lied.” He said again. “I’m sorry Jared.”

Jared took a second to process everything. “We tell each other everything. Why did you feel like you couldn’t tell me this?”

“I. I don’t know man. I think I was just too ashamed. I didn’t want anyone to know.”

“Where and when did this happen?”

“You remember that party we went to right before the hiatus between season 7 and 8?”

“Yeah… That was 2012, right?” Jared asked, trying to remember.

Jensen nodded. “(y/n) had to leave early because the wreck, remember?”

“That’s right. But to be honest I was really drunk, and it was a long time ago.” Jared shook his head. “What I don’t get Jay. You were going to ask her to marry you the next day. I went with you to buy the ring. I don’t see you throwing away everything you guys had drunk or not.”

“Jared, I don’t remember anything from that night. I remember dropping off at the airport. Next thing I know is I’m waking up in a stranger’s bed naked.

“You don’t remember it at all?”

“Nope.” Jensen gestured for them to go inside. “I tried Jared. I tried to find her during hiatus. She wouldn’t return my phone calls. No one would tell me where she was. Then Kelsey called me telling me she was pregnant and started with the blackmail.

“Dude again why didn’t you tell me?”

Jensen sighed. “I didn’t want her to have any more power than she already had. If she knew that you knew she could use me to get you to do whatever she wanted.”

“How did she do it? Like what did she threaten you with?” Jared asked as they made their way to the elevator

“Media mainly. Before she lost the baby, she threatened to go to everyone and anyone that would listen about how I knocked her up and left her and the baby. Then after, I’d be the asshole that left the mother after just losing the baby. I was young and just starting out. I believed everything she said. You know how one dumb rumor can ruin someone’s life or career. I just wish I would of went to my dad sooner.”

“I wish you would have told me, but I understand why you felt like you couldn’t. I’m sorry I should have known something was wrong.” He hit the call button

“J.P Don’t do that; you have nothing to be sorry for. You wouldn’t of had a reason to doubt anything, from what I hear I’m a pretty good actor.” He smiled. Jared let out a soft chuckle “besides we can’t change the past. We can only learn from it, move on, and try to repair the damage.”

“Yea... At least she knows the truth now. Maybe you guys could get back”

“I’m not.”

“Jensen. I was going to say get back to being friends.

“I don’t know Jared she’s pretty hurt and didn’t say much even after I told her.”

“Give her time to process everything. You might be surprised.” The doors opened and they walked through, hitting the button with their floor number.

“I’m not getting my hopes up.” Just then Jensen’s phone went off. It was a text from a number he didn’t recognize. He raised his eyebrows as he read.

“What?!” Jared asked.

“Jensen don’t call Eric. Just think about it.”

“Well told ya you might be surprised.”

Reader’s P.o.V

You woke to a knock on your hotel door. “Go away!” you yelled.

“I have coffee.” You heard someone yell back.

“Ok hold on.” You rubbed your temples trying to get the slight headache to stop as you sat up. You got up and looked in the mirror. You quickly ran a brush through your hair and splashed some cold water on your puffy eyes.

There was another knock. “Come on, it’s getting cold.”

“Keep your panties on.” you yelled as you walked to the door. “Lily? What are you doing here? How’s your dad?” you opened the door wider and stepped out of the way.

“My dad is fine. Just a broken wrist.” She handed you a cup of coffee stepping through the doorway. You closed the door behind her. “The truck not so much, but it could have been way worse.”

“Well, that’s good. But what are you doing here?”

“Rescuing you.” she said sitting down on the sofa.

“For real?”

“Yep, you’re off the hook babes. You can go home.” She looked up from her coffee. “What’s that look?”

“What look?”

“That look. He got to you.”

“Lily. It’s not like that.”

“Ugh I knew you coming here was a bad idea. I swear I’m to kick.”

“Lil. I have to tell you something.” You sat beside her and told her everything.

“Oh my god.”

“I know”

“Oh my god!”

“Can you say anything else?”

“So, he didn’t love her.”

“Apparently not.”

“I thought something felt off, but I just thought it was the energy from whatever happened between you two.”

“Lily you’re not psychic”

“But I am psychic adjacent.”

You rolled your eyes. “That’s not a thing.”

“Wait. Not trying to be a Debbie downer here, but how do you know he wasn’t lying?”

“He wasn’t lying.” you assured her.

“How do.”

“Because I know Lil.” She looked at you. “Trust me I know.”

“Oh my god. So does this mean y’all are gonna get back together?”

You sighed. “Lily, I can’t.” she gave you a puzzled look. “don’t look at me like that you know why.”

“Right.” She took a drink of her coffee

“You still love him...”

“Doesn’t matter.”

Jensen’s P.o.V

As he waited to go through the curtain for the morning gold panel, he couldn’t help but wonder if she would be sitting in her seat. He smiled at the thought.

“You ready man?” Jared asked. He nodded. “Let’s go.”

They walked out on-stage waving and blowing kisses at the crowd. His eyes glanced down hoping to see her face. Nope damnit. The women sitting her sitting in (y/n)’s seat waved. He furrowed his brows but waved back. What the hell was Lily doing here. Did (y/n) leave?

“Jensen you ready for questions?”

“Yes, sorry. Need more coffee.” He said the cup in his hand with a smile, the audience laughed. “Alright, your blue hoodie.”

. She left and the only relationship you would have at this point would be professional. Come on Jensen head in the panel he thought

“Jensen? You ok man? “Jared asked nudging his arm

“Yep. What was the question?”

Jared repeated it to him, and he did his best to answer it. As the minutes ticked by and the questions kept coming, he tried his best to stay focused. He managed it for most of the panel except when Jared got a question and his mind started to wander, but Jared knew what was going on, so he tried to keep Jensen engaged in conversation with his answers.

“Alright. Thank you, guys. We love you all. Take care.” They walked to the opening of the curtain. “Ok how bad was it?”

“The beginning was rocky, after you got out of your head it was bad at all.” Jared promised him. “You gonna be, ok?”

“Gonna have to be.”

Jared sighed. “Is there anything I can do?”

Jensen smiled. “Unless you got a Jennie, not really”

“So, you boys have some time before your meet and greet. Y’all hungry?”

His whole body froze. She didn’t leave.

Reader’s P.o.V

Jared spun around, “(y/n) we thought you left.”

You took a step back and raised your hands. “Do not pick me up Padalecki!”

He laughed. Jensen finally turned around.

Jared could feel the tension between the two of you. “let’s go get some grub.” He turned around and started walking. You and Jensen followed.

You and Jensen followed in awkward silence.

“So have you thought about the part?” you asked Jensen

“Yea. I think it would be fun. He is a complete dickhead though.”

“Oh, a total scumbag, but.”

“You’re really going to defend him?”

“I agreed with you.”

“With a but.”

“Ben is the character you love to hate. You know he’s fucked up and yet you find your self hoping he will do the right thing. Who knows maybe this whole asshole thing is just a front.” Jensen raised his eyebrows at you. “The guy has ptsd, been tortured by the Russians for years, screwed over and used by Vought, screwed over by his own team and the woman that supposed loved him. I think if we got the right guy to play him, he could be a real fan favorite” You nudged into him.

“Why do you have such a hard on for this character?” he asked as he opened the green room door for you.

You took a step, then turned to him “I guess I just have a thing for assholes.” You teased.

Jensen’s jaw dropped. “Wow! That was a cheap shot.”

You walked to the fridge and pulled out 2 bottles of water, tossing one at Jensen. He caught it and took a drink.

“Plus, you’d look good super suit, Ackles.” You said laughing as you sat on the couch.

He chuckled and sat beside you laying his arm across the back of the couch behind you.

You heard the door open and looked up when you heard your nickname. “Babes! You’re still here?!” Misha sat down on the other side of you. “And still wearing that Cowboys hat I see.” He flicked the bill of your baseball cap.

“Be careful Collins. If you hurt this hat I will hurt, you.” You pulled the bill back down and stroked it. “And yes, every game day.”

“Is that the one you stole?” Jensen chimed it.

“I did not steal it.”

“Yes, you did. You came to grab me for a scene.” He winked at you “You asked to borrow it because you didn’t have a scrunchy.”

“I’m still borrowing it.”

“10 years later?” Jensen raised his eyebrows.

“Yep.”

He smiled and shook his head.

Before you could stop it, the memory was already replaying in your head.

Year 2008:

“We gotta get back babe, Sgriccia said 25 minutes.”

“I don’t want to.” You protested.

“Trust me. I’d rather lay here with you like this.” He lifted the sheet for a peek “Come on just a couple of scenes and we will be right back here. Exactly like this.” He waggled his eyebrows making you smile.

“Promise?”

He smiled. “I promise.” He kissed you. He got up and picked your clothes up and laid them on the bed.

You got dressed and looked in the mirror. Your hair was a wreck. “Can I borrow a hat?”

“A hat?”

“Yes, someone made my hair all messy.” You pointed at him and mouthed the word you, making him laugh. “I don’t have a brush or scrunchy to fix it and I know your ass has a million hats around here.” He handed you his new Dallas cowboy’s hat. “Thank ya love.” He nodded with a smile.

“You ready?” he asked holding out your coat for you.

“Yep.” You put your arms in and turned to face him. He gave you one more kiss. “I love you, Ross.”

“I love you too baby.”

Jensen cleared his throat bringing you back. You looked at him, his eyes told you he was reminiscing as well. You shot up off the couch and awkwardly walked over to the fridge. You opened it and pretended to look for something.

“Look who I found.” Abby said walking through the door with Lily following her. “Did we plan a reunion this weekend?”

You smiled. “Don’t even try to pretend like you don’t love seeing our faces, Abigail.” She narrowed her eyes as you said her full name. you blew her a kiss with a dramatic mwah sound.

“Hey, are you guys going to Rob’s thing tonight?” Jared asked you walk

“What thing?”

“I guess Louden Swain is having a pop-up at the bar across the street tonight.”

“I don’t know.” You looked over to Lily who was attempting puppy dog eyes with her bottom lip pouted. You sighed. “You guys and you’re damn puppy eyes.”

Lily’s face perked up. “Is that a, yes?”;

“Yes.” You said walking toward the door “Come on boys. Meet and greet time. Jensen and Jared followed you. “You too Lily?” you held your elbow out to her. She linked her arm in yours and you walked out the door.

You watch Jensen and Jared interact with their fans with a smile on your face. You felt someone nudge your arm. “Hey there.” Osric said.

You smiled at him “What’s up Oz?”

“Nothin. Hanging out.

“Sounds fun.”

You look back at Jensen. He was watching you. His face was hard, and his brows scrunched together. You raised your hands and eyebrows in a what gesture.

“He’s jealous.” Osric said.

“Oh, shut up. He is not.”

“You want me to prove it?” you rolled your eyes and Osric put his arm around you. You watched Jensen’s jaw clenched and his nostrils flared.

“Don’t piss him off. You shook off Osric’s arm. “But why would he be jealous of you?”

“He knows I had a thing for you back in the day.”

“Speaking of things from back in the day.” You nodded your head towards Lily who was walking up carrying 2 carriers full of coffee cups. Osric smiled.

She sat down the 2 cup carriers she had in her arms and pulled out your coffee. “Here you go.” She said holding it out to you.

“Lily you could ask for help ya know.”

“Eh I’m used to it, Oh, hey Osric. How are you?”

“I’m good. How are you?”

“Good, good.” The awkward tension made you cringe. He said, “Here, let me help you” he picked up one of the carriers.

“See ya around Babes.” He winked at you, and you nodded as they walked away.

Jensen’s face relaxed and you shook your head at him. His attention went back to his face, and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched. He was so good to his fans. He smiled at you and your heart fluttered. Man, why did he have to go and fuck everything up? You stood there pondering how much different you life would be with him.

“So, can I ask how the whole babe/babes thing started?” An unfamiliar voice made you jump. You looked over to find Alexander standing next to you.

“Really?! Nobody’s told you the story?”

“No. Everyone just says that’s what we’ve always called her.”

“Hmm. Ok. So back in season 3 Jensen and I started dating, everyone kind of new, but nobody really pressed us about it. We wanted to stay professional on set and around our co-workers. One day Jensen let babe slip out on set. Padalecki and Beaver started calling me babe to mock him and it just kind of stuck. Next thing you know everyone was doing it.”

“How long did you guys’ date?”

“Almost 4 years.”

“So, what happened?”

“We were just better off as friends. I guess,”

“I call bullshit.”

“Excuse me?”

“It seriously took you almost 4 years to realize you were better off as friends?”

“Babes.” Abby walked over to you “Can you take the boys out to lunch for me? I got something I have to take care of.” Abby grabbed you, you waved and Alex nodded as she drug you away.

“Am I gonna get paid for today?”

“Put it on my tab.” She smiled at you.

You made your way over to the table as the event ended. “Y’all hungry?”

“Starving.” Jensen said and Jared nodded.

“Well come on. We are going out for lunch.”

“Who’s we?” Jensen asked.

“You, Jared, Lily, and me?”

“Ok I’ll go.”

“I mean if you don’t want to.”

“It’s not that. I just don’t wanna be the third wheel to you and Osric.”

“Really Jensen?”

“Well, you looked pretty cozy a minute ago.”

You rolled your eyes. You motioned Lily and started walking toward the elevators. She met you on your way. “You, ok?”

“Jensen being Jensen.” you looked over your shoulder, the boys were a way back but following.

“So, Lily, You’re a cast p.a now?” Jared said trying to relieve the awkward tension in the air that lingered around the table.

“Yeah, It’s a lot of fun. So much better than a grip assistant.”

“You gonna follow in (y/n)’s footsteps and become a writer?”

You smiled at her. “No. I could never. I really don’t know how she does it. It’s amazing. I wish you could read her work right now. What she did with Soldier Boy was awesome.”

Jensen’s eyes snapped up to you and your smile faded. “You wrote Soldier Boy?” he asked.

“I helped develop him for television.” His green eyes leered at you. “I did not create him myself.”

“Helped?” Lily continued “Eric loved everything you suggested for him. She made him so good. He’s a dick, but you got to love him.”

You sighed and went back to your plate. “Hey Eric.” Your eyebrows raised when you heard Jensen say Eric’s name. “I’m good bud. How are you?” He laughed. You looked back up at him. Shit he was probably going to say no. You didn’t think Eric would fire you over it, but it wasn’t out of the question. “Well, you know I had to get woo-ed first.” He laughed again. “Yeah, she is good at getting what she wants huh.” More laughter. “Yes sir. Write me up a contract. Me and Frank will meet up with y’all” He listened. “Alright man I’ll talk to you later… bye” he hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. Your phone buzzed. You looked it and read the message.

Eric: Thank you!

You smiled as you turned the screen off and put your phone back on the table. The waitress came back over “Can I get you guys anything else?” she batted her eyes at Jensen, he flashed a smile at her. “No darlin’ just the check.” You rolled your eyes as he winked at you.

You stepped up to the elevator’s call button and pressed it. Jared and Jensen walked up as you waited. Jensen stood beside so close your arms were touching. The doors open and you start to walk but Jensen stopped you. “We’ll meet y’all up there. I have to talk to (y/n).” Lily looked at you and you nodded. The doors shut.

“What?” You asked but he stayed silent and then pressed the call button once Jared and Lily started going up. “’Jensen. What do you want?”

The second set of doors opened, and He gestured you to go first. You got in and leaned against the back wall.

“Ya know babes, You’re pretty cute when you’re jealous.” He pushed the button for your floor and turned around.

“What?”

“The waitress at lunch. I noticed your eye rolls and dirty looks.”

You sighed. “Have you ever heard the story about the kettle and pot?”

He gave you a flirty smile. “So, what if I was?” He closed the space between you and slid his hands on your face, bringing his lips just inches away from yours. His eyes searching yours for a refusal, but you didn’t give one. His lips captured yours in a passionate kiss. Electricity coursed through your veins. Before you could stop them, your arms wrapped around his neck deepen the kiss further. His arms found their way around your waist pulling you into him. The elevator dinged and reality set back in ending the kiss. He rested his forehead on yours.

“Jensen.” you whimpered between pants.

“Please don’t ruin this.”

“I’m sorry I can’t do this.”

“Why not?”

“Because I can’t.”

“Just tell me why and it will never come up again.

“I’m getting married.

“Bullshit. Padalecki would have told me.” He tilted his head to kiss you again

You pulled back. “Jared doesn’t know.” His eyes shot open.

“When?”

“5 weeks.”

“You’re getting married in 5 weeks and you didn’t invite Jared?” He asked, bringing his forehead back down to yours.

“Family only. You know I never wanted a big wedding.”

His face scrunched in pain. “Do you still love me?”

“Jensen...” you blinked back tears.

Your breath hitched as his hands smacked his palms against the wall. “Just answer the question!” He demanded.

You couldn’t stop the tears any longer. You nudged him. He didn’t move. “Jensen Please.”

He stepped out of the way, and you walked off the elevator. Your phone started to ring on the way back to your room. Your phone started to ring. Fucking fantastic you thought as you saw the name.

“Hey,” your voice cracked as you answered your phone.

“What’s wrong?” Brett asked.

“Nothing.”

“Eric just told me the news.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Congrats. I didn’t think you’d be able to actually pull it off babe.”

You hmphed. “Well thanks.”

“Don’t take it like that. Hey gotta go Angela needs me.”

“Oh of course.” The tears started again.

“Don’t be like that. She’s, my boss.”

“And she totally has a thing for you.”

“You’re Being crazy.”

“Yep. I’m the problem.”

“Seriously? I gotta go. Can we finish this later?”

“Yep.” You hung up

“Hey, what happened?” Lily asked as you opened the door.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” You threw his hat on your bed and headed for the bathroom.

Jensen’s P.o.V.

“The answer was always going to be yes, J.p” he said as they walked off the elevator. “I just wanted more time with her.”

“And did it help?”

“Kind of yea.”

Jared rolled his eyes. “I guess in a fucked-up way. At least the truth is out now. Maybe y’all can work on being friends now.”

“I don’t think it will ever be the way it was. He said as they started across the street.

“Well maybe you should try to find a new way to be friends with her.” They walked through the doors and the bar was packed. “I gotta pee. I’ll be right back.” Jensen pointed at the bar and Jared nodded.

Jensen’s eyes scanned the room for her, but she was nowhere to be found.

“She’s not here yet.” He sat down on the barstool next to Ruthie. “But she told me she was coming and she’s not one to break her word.” She took a drink. “You guys ok now?”

“Honestly Ruthie. I have no idea. I did something stupid.”

“Well, that doesn’t surprise me.” she teased.

“Oh, gee thanks.” He smiled.

“I was being malicious dear, just trying to say you do dumb shit when you’re in love.”

“Do you know?” Ruthie’s eyebrows creased, “In 5 weeks.”

“Yes, I know.” She sighed. “He’s an arsehole. I wish she would see it.”

“Really?”

“I shouldn’t be telling you this.” She took another drink. “We’ll blame it on the whiskey.” She winked at him. “I know you would treat her a million times better. Hell, she probably knows it. She’s just letting the past scare her.” He opened his mouth, but she put her hand up. “I know Jensen. But you will have o prove it to her.” He nodded.

Jared walked back up and their phones went off at the same time “The cowboys won!!” Jared yelled, turning around. And leaning his back on the bar.

“Finally stopped that losing streak.” Jensen said as they bumped fists. “You want a beer?” Jared nodded. Jensen go the bartender’s attention “3 Coronas Please.” Jared gave him a puzzled look. “She’ll be here.” The bartender sat down the beers and Jensen handed him his card. “Start a tab.” The bartender nodded. “Thank you.”

“Dude.”

“You can send me your half later.”

“There she is.” Jared yelled and Jensen turned around on the stool. Damn she looked good. Tight jeans, white tee, He smiled when he saw she still had his hat on, but even with the makeup he could tell she’d been crying.

“How bout dem boys? Huh?” She smiled. “What are we drinking?”

“Whatever you want princess.” Jared teased.

“Tequila.” She turned around. “Bri. Come do a shot with me.”

“Hell yea.”

“Ruthie. You want one?”

“Not tonight boys. We have an early flight tomorrow.” She told them.

“I’ll take Ruthie’s” (y/n) said.

“I’ll do a second one with her.” Bri said

Jensen raised his eyebrows. “You’re gettin drink tonight huh?”

“I’m having fun tonight.” She smiled again

“Alright.” Jared counted. “6 shots of tequila please.”

The bartender brought over the shots with lime slices and a saltshaker.

Jared picked up the saltshaker “Hands.” Jared said and licked his own hand. The three of them licked between their thumb and index finger, then held them up to Jared. He poured salt where they licked. “Limes” he said as he handed them each a lime. “Shots.” He handed each of them a glass and brought his into the center of them. They clinked their shot glasses together as they licked the salt and then took the shot.

“Ready for another one?” Bri asked you

“Yes ma’am.”

Jared held out the saltshaker and the girls repeated the process. Jensen couldn’t help but smile at the face she made when she took the lime out of her mouth. “Still not a fan of limes I see.”

“No not really.” She confirmed.

“I gotta pee.” Bri grabbed (y/n)’s hand and drug her to the bathroom.

Jared turned to Jensen. “She’s been crying.”

“I know Jared.” Jensen cleared his throat. “My fault.”

“Maybe we should just lock you two in a room and let you scream it out.”

Jensen chuckled. “Keep buying Tequila shots and it will probably happen.”

“I don’t know Ackles. She’s the happiest drunk I’ve ever seen. Might make the situation better.” Jared smiled deviously.

“Well judging by that smile, I guess we will find out.”

Reader’s P.o.V

“Ok spill.” Bri said as the bathroom door shut.

“What?”

She tilted her head and squinted her eyes. “the way you guys are looking at each other, ya know like you used to.”

“Bri. I’m supposed to be getting married in 5 weeks.”

“What?! You and Jensen. Oh my god final.”

“No not Jensen. His name is Brett. He works with me on the boys.”

“Oh. Why the supposed to be.”

“I don't know.” You told her about the conversation you had earlier today and the big fight you had before you came out. “When I told him I was going out with my supernatural friends, he lost his shit.”

“If he doesn’t make you happy. You need to call it off.”

“But everything has already been paid for and its not bad all the time.”

“Do you really want to get married because everything has been paid for?”

“You have a point.”

“Look just have fun with us tonight. Really let your hair down. You deserve fun. Tomorrow go home and hash it out with him. If you guys can’t come to an understanding, I’d say kick him to the curb. Deal?”

“Deal. Now go pee so we can go back to drinking.” She chuckled with you.

“Another round of shots?” Jared asked as you walked up to them.

“Maybe we should slow down a bit J.p.” Jensen suggested.

“Aw what’s wrong cowboy? Can’t handle your liquor anymore.”

He raised his eyebrow and gestured for another round. “Add another one.” Jensen told Jared as Lily walked up.

“Lily!!” You and Bri yelled together.

She smiled. “Really boys? I leave her alone with you for 5 minutes and she’s taking tequila shots?”

“I am a grown up. and I’ve only had 2.

“Bout to be 3.” Jared said turning around with the saltshaker. “Hands.”

“Can we get a lemon slice please?” Jensen asked the bartender. He sat the shots down and got in the fridge.

“Thank you.” You smiled.

The 5 of you repeated the took the shots and slammed the glasses on the bar.

“Bri!” you heard someone yell.

“I’ll be back.” Bri said and walked away.

You sat the deflated lemon slice on the counter. Leaning on the bar closer to him than you probably should have. “Is this for me?” You asked, pointing to the extra beer sitting by Jensen’s.

“Yep.” He said and picked his up.

“Well thank you.”

“No problem princess.” He teased and you squinted at him.

“How much time before they come on?” Lily asked.

Jared looked at his watch. “About 45 minutes.”

“(y/n), let’s go play a song” Lily said pointing at the fancy jukebox. You grabbed your beer and followed her.

“Really babe, Tequila shots?” she questioned you.

“Yes, Tequila shots. Lily, I have had a rough week. I want to have a fun night with my friends. So quit being a buzzkill and have fun with me, please.”

“Alright.” She walked up to the bar. You started scrolling through the songs. Lily came back over holding 2 shots. Your jaw dropped. “Let’s have fun then.” You clicked the glasses and took the shot. You turned back to the jukebox as she took your glass and returned it back to the bar.

“Yes!” you slid your card and tapped the song you wanted. You looked over at Jensen who smiled as soon as the music started. “His eyes are cold and rest” You sang “And his wounds have almost healed.” His smile got bigger.

“And she’d give half of Texas, just to change the way he feels.” Jared belted out making you laugh.

“She knows his loves in Tulsa.” You yelled back at him. Making your way back over to the boys.

“And she knows he’s gonna go.” Jared said turning to you

“But it ain’t no women flesh and blood, it’s that damned old rodeo.” You and Jared sang loudly. Everybody laughed.

You turned to Jensen who was shaking his head. “What’s wrong Ackles, did you forget the words?” you teased him.

“No, just not 4 shots deep yet, darlin.”

“4?”

“Her and Lily snuck one without us.”

Jared shook his head at you.

You smiled. “Better catch up Padalecki.”

He looked over to Jensen. “2 more Jay.?”

“Come on Ross. Live a little.” You gave him a cheeky grin.

He chuckled “Alright let’s go.” He got the bartender’s attention and held up 4 fingers.

“Hello?” lily answered her phone. “Yes, Brett she’s right here hold on.” You rolled your eyes as she held her phone out to you.

You took it and put it to your ear. “Hey. Hold on.” You turned and walked toward the door.

Jensen’s P.o.V

“Who’s Brett?” Jared asked as he and Jensen sat their empty glasses down. Thank you for asking Jared. Jensen thought to himself.

“Another writer on the show.” Lily said as she stepped up to the bar and ordered a drink.

“Why is he calling your phone looking for (y/n)?” Jared asked clinking glasses with Jensen before they took the second shot.

“He asked if she was ok. She wasn’t answering her phone. She probably forgot it and didn’t want to go back up.”

“My tab.” Jensen told the bartender as he took Lily’s drink and held it out to her.

“Thanks Jay.” She said as she took it from him.

“No problem.” He grabbed his beer.

“Come on Ackles. Let’s go play some music.”

Jensen nodded and followed Jared over to the jukebox.

“Did she mention this Brett guy to you?” he asked Jared as he slid his card in the card reader. He picked a song “You’re up.”

“No. Why would she?” Jared asked searching for the song he wanted. “Now You.” They switched spots.

“I don’t know. It just seems odd.” He searched for her favorite. Jared rolled his eyes.

“You’re over thinking it. you need to get out of that jealous ex-boyfriend headspace bro.”

“I know its just hard with her.” He makes the final choice. “Done.”

“Jared!!” Mark yelled from one of the tables.

“I’ll be right back.”

“I’ll be at the bar.”

Jensen started back to his seat to find (y/n) sitting in it. “I think you’re in my seat little lady.”

She spun around to face him. “Well, ya know what they say about moving your feet.”

He narrowed his eyes. “You’re lucky.” He stood beside her leaning on the bar.

She smiled. “Or you’re just yellow bellied.”

He laughed. “I’d watch that mouth.”

“Oh, or what?”

“You really don’t wanna go there.”

She giggled. “So tough.” He smirked and shook his head.

He leaned against the bar and took a drink of his beer. “So, is everything alright? Lily said that Brett guy was worried about you.”

“What did she tell you?”

“Just that he’s another write for The Boys, you weren’t answering your phone, so he got worried and called Lily’s phone. Where is Lily anyway?”

“Bathroom.” She took a drink. “Everything is fine.”

“You know I know when you’re lying right?” Jensen asked and took a drink of his beer.

“I’m not lying we got into an argument, but everything is fine now.”

“An argument about what?” She stayed silent. “Ohh that’s him. huh. The guy you are supposed to marry?”

“Yea.” She sighed. “Can we not talk about it?”

“Thought we were trying this whole friend thing out?”

“So be my friend and drink with me. I wanna have fun. Make me forget my problems.”

“They’ll still be there in the morning.”

“Then I’ll deal with them then.” She took the last drink of her beer. “Or I can just got get Bri.” She got the bartender’s attention and pointed at her beer.

“Another for you sir?” the bartender asked as he sat down (y/n)’s beer.

“Yes, please and 2 more shots.” She smiled.

“Oh of course you’d play this song.”

He smiled. “Mama told me, When I was young.” Her face lit up when he started singing, making his heart do a little flutter. "Come sit beside me, my only son, and listen closely to what I say, and if you do this it'll help you Some sunny day"

“Still got that pretty voice huh?”

“Guess so.”

The bartender sat the shots on the bar. “Uh what’s this?” Lily asked as she walked back up to you and Jensen. Jared was right behind her.

“Thought y’all were going do one without us?”

She looked at him and giggled.

“Add 2 more"

Reader’s P.o.V.

“Come on I wanna get a good spot.” Lily yelled.

Jensen grabbed your hand “follow me.” you grabbed Lily’s hand, and she grabbed Jared’s arm. Jensen led you guys almost to the front. You stood next to him looking down at his hand still holding yours. “Sorry.” He let it go.

You didn’t know if it was your feelings or the 6 shots of tequila you had, but you felt kind of disappointed. You shook it off. The band came out and the crowd went crazy. You couldn’t help but smile at Jensen as he cheered. Just as Rob started to sing some big muscle bond guy stepped in front of you. Blocking your view.

Then you felt his hands on your shoulders, pulling you in front of him so you could see. He dropped his hands, but you could feel him behind you. Lily came over wiggling her hips and singing along with the band. You downed the rest of your beer and started to do the same.

“Lily!!” you heard someone yell. You look over and Lily is dancing her way to Osric. You leaned back and found Jensen’s neck pulling his ear down to you. “Is your jealousy cured now?” you pointed over to them, they were dancing together now.

He brought his lips to your ear. “Almost.”

“What does that mean?”

"Still got one more to get rid of." He licked his lips keeping his bottom lip in his teeth.

Shit maybe the tequila was a bad idea. You couldn’t stop yourself. You had to fill his lips again. You pulled him down, smashing your lips together in needy desire. His arms wrapped tightly around your waist. Pulling you to him, you parted your lips and shivers ran up your spine when he slides his tongue on yours making you roll your hips. He let out a small growl and thrusted his hips. letting you feel his hardening shaft on your ass. Making you moan softly. He pulled back and spun you around. His hands found your ass and pulled you close again. And his lips were back on yours. Your arms slid around his neck. Pulling him into you just as hard as he was pulling you into him. He double tapped your right thigh, and you brought your knee up to his hip. Flames shot from your core as he hooked his hand under your ass and pushed his hardness into you. You trailed kisses up to her ear.

“You wanna get out of here Cowboy?

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queen-of-deans-booty · 1 year ago

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Your Personal Bodyguard: Part Two

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.7k

Warnings: sexual tension is HIGH, trying to get jensen jealous

Summary: Since it's clear Jensen isn't going anywhere, you try to live your life as best as you can. You're invited to a frat party that you have to drag Jensen along, and you have the perfect plan to rile him up. If you can't get rid of him, then may as well fuck him.

read part one here: Your Personal Bodyguard

Square Filled: free space (2023) for @spnaubingo

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

All your past bodyguards always gave you some bit of wiggle room in fear you’d complain to your dad and get them fired. Granted, none of them looked and acted like Jensen. If they had, you’d have treated them very differently. Jensen is the kind of man not to take shit from anyone, so he always has a plan or a comeback for whatever you throw at him.

What happened at that party was a one-time thing. He never let you out of his sight, especially when your dad found out about it. You got yelled at and punished for two weeks, and in those two weeks, you and Jensen became the best of friends. Not literally. He annoyed you every which way to Sunday while you had to sit there and take it like a spoiled kid.

Now you’re back at school, and much like you predicted, Jensen is there to follow you everywhere. The first few classes were awkward since there was a grown man sitting in the back of the classroom, however, the teachers were all warned beforehand by your dad’s team that this was going to happen. By the third class, you ignored him the best you could but his breath was a constant on the back of your neck.

It’s lunchtime or the biggest break you have between classes. Jensen is following behind you like some creeper as you walk inside the big cafeteria. There are a bunch of options to choose from, most of which are big brand fast food places you’d see while driving in town. You stop walking and turn to Jensen with an annoyed look on your face.

“You know, if you insist on following me everywhere I go, then you can at least act like you know me instead of following me around like a fucking creeper.”

Jensen chuckles at this. He’s always loved your smart mouth. If he’s being honest, it’s been in one too many of his dreams. If he’s being truly honest, he’d like to fuck that attitude out of you. He’s not going to do that, not even if you were to beg… maybe.

“Not my rules, sweetheart.”

“Don’t call me that,” you glare and get in line at your favorite food place.

“Whatever you say… sweetheart.”

You resist an eyeroll at this. He’s proven that he’s not going anywhere no matter how much you try getting rid of him. You order your food and find a table in the corner, perfect for being alone. Except Jensen is here and he isn’t leaving. Jensen didn’t get anything to eat but you’re not going to sit here and eat while he stares at you. You grab one of the burgers you ordered for him and slide it over.

“Eat. Don’t be creepy.”

Jensen takes the burger without a word and starts eating. The entire place is filled with chatter among students but one couple stands out because the woman’s laugh is so distinctive. You look over to see her snuggled up to her man as they joke about anything and everything. The look on your face becomes a longing one, one that catches Jensen’s attention. He turns to see what you’re looking at and he shakes his head as he turns back around.

“Relationships are messy.”

You want one. You want a man to look at you like you’re his world. Like he’d do anything to keep you happy, satisfied, and honest. You want to be able to go to bed with someone and wake up next to them. To have late-night drives or stay up into the early hours of the morning just talking. You don’t get to have that. Not with your dad doing what he does.

“What do you know? You’re a bodyguard.”

“I wasn’t always one. I was a somebody before all of this. I had a fiance who died in a mugging. I was with her and she still died. I vowed to never let that happen to anyone else. Now I’m here. You’re not the first person I had to protect.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you sigh, feeling like an ass.

“It’s not your problem to worry about.” That’s enough light into Jensen’s past, so he changes topics. “What, does your dad not let you have boyfriends?”

“I’ve had a few but they never lasted a few months. They either find out who my dad is and what he does, get scared, and leave or they mistreat me once and my dad sics a bodyguard onto them. Love isn’t in the cards for someone like me, I guess.”

“It’ll happen. You have to be patient. You’re twenty. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you.”

“I don’t think so,” you shake your head and finish your food. “My dad is preparing me to take over his business. Soon I’ll be deep in mafia business. I won’t have time for love anyway.”

After lunch, you have one more class before you get to go home. As you’re heading out to Jensen’s car, your best friend of eighteen years stops you. Jensen understands you two want privacy so he steps off to the side but is close enough to you just in case you need him.

“Is that your bodyguard?” Chelsea gasps.

“Don’t get attached. I’m still trying to get rid of him,” you sigh.

“When you do, send him my way.” You both chuckle at her obvious joke. “So, Tyler is having a party with his frat buddies. He’s invited me and I’m inviting you. You need to come.”

“If I go, he goes,” you point to Jensen who waves at her. “Do you really want him to be the only older guy at the party?”

“He’ll suck it up. You have to go. Who else will help me hook up with Ty?”

“Fine, I’ll go. It gives me an excuse to go shopping.”

“Yes. I’ll text you the details. I gotta go. I’ll see ya!”

She bounces away happily and Jensen makes his way over to you.

“I’m assuming you heard everything she said. You’re pretty good at eavesdropping, you know that?”

“You’re making me go to a party?”

“I’m twenty. I need to have these pivotal moments that will otherwise shape my character.”

“You’re going to a party with booze and sex. How is that shaping your character?”

“I’ll get better at taking down booze and better at receiving sex,” you smirk and walk off.

“Like hell you are,” he says in a deep voice and follows after you.

Whatever you want, you get (relatively speaking). If you tell your dad you’re going shopping for a party, he’ll tell you to bring Jensen and leave it at that. Jensen has no say whether you get to go to the mall or not. When you get to the mall, the first store you go to is one of the most expensive ones there. Your dad, being a mafia boss, has almost unlimited money. He has an account with millions in it just for you.

“Okay, if we’re both going to this party, we’re both going to need a new change of clothes. Don’t worry, I’ll be your sugar mama for today. We’re getting you party ready.”

“Don’t count on it,” he mumbles. There are a few dresses that catch your eye so you practically throw them in Jensen’s arms before moving on to the next. “You know, I’m a bodyguard, not a personal assistant.”

“My dad told you to be whatever I need, and right now, I need someone to carry all these clothes. Unless, of course, you don’t want to do this. In which you’re more than welcome to leave.”

“Nice try, sweetheart, you’re not getting rid of me that easy.”

Once you have enough dresses, you head to the dressing room to try them on. After every fitting, you show off to Jensen who is being respectful and sitting outside the dressing room. The first two dresses didn’t compliment your body type, the third one didn’t go with your skin tone, and the fourth one was too small. The fifth dress is a bit more revealing than the others which is perfect.

It’s a black very deep V-neck dress that is backless. The only thing covering your breasts is the four-finger wide piece of fabric that meets each other at the base of the V. The bottom of the dress only goes to your mid-thigh, and the entire thing is sparkly. This is the perfect dress for a frat party. It fits perfectly, and it shows off the curve of your breasts leaving little to the imagination.

“Okay, this is the last one. What do you think?” you ask and walk out wearing it. The first thing Jensen does is mutter a quiet “fuck” before laughing to cover it up. “What’s so funny?”

“That you think you’re wearing that to the party.”

“Why not? Maybe you’re right. Maybe love is in the cards for me. Maybe I’ll get lucky there.”

“Not with me around you won’t.”

“Don’t be so sure,” you roll your eyes.

You head back into the dressing room but ten seconds later, Jensen barges in and pins you to the wall. His towering height is intimidating, especially if you’re already turned on.

“You can do so much better than some college boy who has no business putting his hands on you.”

“Whose gonna do it? You?” you chuckle.

You turn around to take it off whether he’s in here or not but Jensen isn’t done with you. He places a hand on the wall to your left, preventing you from going anywhere. Has his hands always looked so rough? The veins on his hand and arm are evident, and those are some of your weaknesses.

Jensen’s other hand ghosts over your back to the tie that holds the upper part of the dress on your body.

“If you were mine, I’d spend hours getting to know your body… to know what you like and what you don’t. Then, only when I have you begging for me, maybe I’ll give you that sweet relief you’re craving.”

A rush of butterflies fly down to your pussy. Damn, this man really knows how to get you going, but the last thing you’re gonna do is let him know that. You turn your head to look at him without turning your body and smirk.

“I don’t beg.”

Jensen chuckles as his right hand contracts into a fist. He’s resisting touching you right here and now. He leaves the dressing room quickly, leaving you confused and wanting. Fuck trying to get rid of him, you just want to fuck him. The best way to do that is to rile him up, and this dress clearly achieved that. Once you pick out the dress you want (while sneaking in the black sparkling dress), you get clothes for Jensen that are semi-appropriate for a frat party.

The party isn’t until the weekend but that doesn’t mean you can’t conduct your plan right away. For the rest of the week, you and Jensen kept playing the “Will He, Will She” game. You’d do something to rile Jensen up, he’d say something that gets you wet, and then he’d leave you wanting more. Then the cycle starts up again.

By the time the party came, it’s not a question of will Jensen fuck you, it’s a question of when and where. You’re wearing the short black dress underneath a long coat so that Jensen can’t see what it is. Luckily he hasn’t asked to see your outfit so that when he pulls up to he party, you can get his raw reaction to it.

Chelsea is waiting for you at the front door, and she waves you down when she sees you.

“I’m glad you could make it!” She looks at your long coat and gives you a weird look. “What are you wearing.”

“Just give it a second,” you whisper as you walk up the steps.

The door opens and Tyler’s best friend, Jason is standing there with a smile.

“Welcome in ladies… man…?”

“Don’t worry, he’s cool,” you quickly say. “Do you have a place where I can put my coat?”

“Oh, I’ll take it.”

You turn to face Jensen and stare into his eyes as you take off your coat. His eyes rake down your body in the revealing black dress he specifically told you not to wear. His fists clench at his sides to prevent him from making a scene. Chelsea chuckles to the right of you now understanding why you were wearing that coat. You turn to Jason with a smile and hand over your coat.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Drinks in the kitchen. Have fun.”

“You’re pushing it,” Jensen whispers to you as you enter the house.

“Pushing what? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say innocently.

“Hey, if you see Tyler, let me know. Tonight might be the night,” Chelsea grins.

“You got it. Keep your phone on you.”

You two break off with her going to search out her crush while you and Jensen go to the kitchen. There are a lot fewer people in there since it’s small but it’s still crowded. There are shots lined up on the table so you take two and down them both. Jensen places his hands on the kitchen island and catches your eyes.

“Slow down.” While maintaining eye contact, you grab another shot and down it. Jensen’s smile doesn’t reach his eyes because he’s not amused. You’re very immature and he’d love nothing more than to put you in your place. “Keep it up, sweetheart.”

“Loosen up, Jensen. Dance!”

You wiggle your ass as you make your way to the dance floor. Jensen needs to be laser-focused on you to prevent what happened at the other party. There are a lot of people who would love nothing more than to kidnap the daughter of a mafia boss, especially if they think she’s inebriated.

You sway your hips along to whatever song is playing. You’re putting a show on for Jensen knowing he is standing in the corner just watching you. After the third song, you’re about to go get another drink when you feel hands on low on your waist. You look up to see one of the frat boys enjoying his time with you.

This is perfect. This is how you’re gonna get Jensen to break. You look over at Jensen to see his eyes narrowed on you and this other man. You push your ass back into the man’s cock and grind to give him a little something-something. The man grabs your thighs and moves his hands up and under your dress.

That’s what makes Jensen bounce into action. He pushes back the crowd of students and grips the man’s shoulder tightly.

“Beat it, kid. She’s taken.”

Jensen is already pulling you away without hearing the man’s response.

“Taken, huh?” you giggle.

Jensen takes you to an isolated part of the house where there isn’t anyone around, and he pins you to the wall angrily. His right hand wraps around your throat, not tightly but just enough to remind you it’s there, and his left hand slams against the wall next to you.

“Is this a game to you?”

“I’m just having a good time.”

“I can show you a better time than he can.” He removes his left hand from the wall and slides it between your thighs right where you want him. You’re wearing thin panties so he can feel how wet you are even through the fabric. He rubs your panties with a smirk not missing the way you gasp quietly. “You’re so wet and I haven’t even touched you. Is this all for me?”

“No, it’s for him,” you smirk defiantly.

Jensen chuckles darkly, sending another wave of pleasure straight to your core.

“Be careful, little dove. You don’t want me fucking this attitude out of you because I won’t be gentle.”

“Maybe that’s what I want.”

Jensen pulls away from you completely, making you want more from him.

“Oh no, sweetheart, good girls get fucked. Bad girls get punished. I’m not going to touch you, not until you beg me to.” You open your mouth to respond but he’s quicker. “Yeah, I know, you don’t beg. You will when I’m done with you. Come on, we’re leaving the party.”

He walks away without another word, and you open your mouth in shock. He’s definitely not like the other boys you’ve dated. He’s a man and he’s not afraid to show it to you. Maybe getting rid of him isn’t the best idea.

You might have met your match.

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