#female!reader insert

She was just happy to spend the next couple of days with him and having fun with their extended family.

One of the convention handlers picked them up at the airport, drove them over to the hotel where they checked in, before they were escorted to where the convention was being held. As soon as they stepped through the doors to the green room, Y/N squealed in delight as she hugged everyone, catching up with them and what had been going on in their lives.

It had been a long time since she had seen any of them, and she was glad she had made the decision to be there with Jensen.

The concert had just started by the time Y/N and Jensen had arrived, both of them taking a spot on one of the armchairs backstage. They watched Rob and the rest of Louden Swain on the screen behind the stage as they performed a few of their newer songs first, his arms draped around her waist as she sat in his lap. As they had been getting ready for the night, they had both found it hard to keep their eyes off each other, Y/N unable to think about anything other than her boyfriend in his black attire – the leather shirt tight on his biceps, his jeans hugging his thighs – it was a lot to deal with, especially if she couldn’t jump his bones immediately.

“You look amazing,” he complimented her, mumbling the words close to her ear as he pressed up against her back. His finger lightly ran down her back, over the lace of her top, causing her to shiver. “I didn’t get to say that before we left.”

She shifted in his embrace, turning to look into his eyes, as much as she could with the dim lighting behind the stage. “I could say the same about you.”

“Kinda wanna get outta here,” he stated, moving his hand across and gently placing it on her hip, close to the band of her gold, pleated A-line skirt. “We could be back in our room right now, doing dirty things to each other.”

“Stop,” she giggled, biting her lip as she felt the familiar warmth that only he could give her tingle over her skin. “You’re being incredibly distracting. We’re in public.”

“True,” he muttered, pulling her closer as he lowered his voice, the deep rasp making her squeeze her thighs together. “It’s too bad, really…”

“Why?” she asked, raising her eyebrow.

He smirked, nuzzling his nose against her neck. “Darlin’, you know I’d have my head between your legs right now if we weren’t.”

She gasped at his words, not expecting them in the context of where they were, but she knew how he could be when he was really in the mood. He chuckled as he moved back against the chair, holding her hips to gently shift her off his lap as he stood up. She frowned as she dropped down on the seat, looking up at him in disbelief that he would leave her with those words and the tension hanging in the air.

“What-” she started but he leaned in, cutting her off with a searing kiss.

“I gotta get out there,” he informed her, winking.

She glared up at him. “I hate you.”

“No you don’t,” he teased, pecking her lips softly before he turned away, walking towards the steps to the stage.

He was right. She didn’t, but she really didn’t need to be thinking about what he had said. Now she almost wished they had stayed back in their hotel room.

Y/N took the opportunity to sneak around the side of the black curtains that separated the large room. She took a seat at the end of the front row, adding to the loud cheers of the crowd as Rob called Jensen onto the stage. As he stepped up to the mic, he looked around at the audience, his eyes meeting Y/N’s as he looked to his left. He smirked, and she knew instantly that she wasn’t ready for what was about to happen. As the first chords of the song started, the clapping and the humming along with the music, she squeezed her eyes shut just as she clenched her thighs together. Every time he sang “S.O.B.” at a concert, she hadn’t been able to go to that convention because of work. Knowing that fact, he clearly had this planned for a while and that just made her need for him that much stronger.

I'm gonna need someone to help me I'm gonna need somebody's hand I'm gonna need someone to hold me down I'm gonna need someone to care I'm gonna writhe and shake my body

The little growl and hip shake that accompanied the words were the last straw and the song had only just started. By the time it got to the end, the mic stand was the floor, her boyfriend had everyone screaming because of not only his raspy yet flawless vocals but his little dance moves, which had her thinking several thoughts that she could never repeat out loud.

She was more than ready to leave with him and experience some of his other moves, and give him some of her own.

Y/N got up from her seat and made her way around backstage, just as Jensen thanked everyone and disappeared behind the curtain. She walked right over to him, smiling as anyone who was still there complimented him on the performance. Of course she thought so too, but she had a different way of showing him how much she loved it.

“Hey,” he smiled as he saw her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “So, what did you think?”

She pushed herself up on her toes, pressing her lips to his. It was a little rough, a little sensual, but incredibly suggestive of what she thought. She pulled away slowly, her eyes looking up into his green orbs, as she beamed. “I loved it.”

“I’ll say,” he muttered, smirking as he leaned his forehead against hers. “Let’s get outta here.”

They said their goodbyes to everybody backstage, her hand wrapped in his as he led her out of the room, down the hallway and out to the car to take them to the hotel they were staying at. The drive was only a few minutes, but it felt like forever, as his thumb grazed over her covered knee, as she could feel the heat of his palm through her skirt. Jensen thanked the driver and reminded what time to be there in the morning for the next day of the convention before he took Y/N’s hand and walked into the lobby. His lips were instantly on hers as they entered the elevator, his hands cupping her face as she rested hers on his broad shoulders. They slipped down his black leather shirt, a soft moan escaping her as he lightly bit her bottom lip.

They reached their floor and walked into the hallway, hurrying towards their room. Neither of them had any patience left, which was evident as he unlocked the door, throwing the key card somewhere on the floor as they rushed in, slamming the door shut. In one swift move, he threw his baseball cap off, had her pressed up against the wall, and his hands sliding down the sides of her body. His mouth fused to hers, the kiss passionate and rough, which only made both of them more eager to feel each other.

“Fuck, I need you,” she gasped, unbuttoning his shirt and trying to tug it down his arms, but he refused to remove himself from her.

“Not yet, darlin’,” he husked against her lips. Slowly, he dropped down to his knees as he pulled her skirt down, his eyes locked on hers, smirking as she shivered from the intense gaze. “If I remember right, I said something about my head between your legs…”

Jensen’s hands pushed her legs apart, his plump, perfect lips leaving soft kisses along the skin of her thigh until her leg hooked over his shoulder, his tongue licking that spot on her inner thigh that drove her crazy. She bumped her head back into the wall as she squeezed her eyes shut, already overwhelmed by what he was making her feel.

“Jay, please,” she begged, as her hand reached down and combed through his flippy locks. “I-I need-”

“I know, sweetheart.”

He kissed her skin, softly, as he shifted closer to her, his hands gripping her hips tight. He pulled her panties aside, and without missing a beat he licked a long stripe along her folds, his tongue moving over her clit. She gripped his hair between her fingers as a moan fell from her lips, breathing heavily as she felt him circle his skilled muscle over the bundle of her nerves, the heat of the sensation spreading to every inch of her body. His beard prickled against her skin, causing her to squirm closer to him, the feeling only adding to her pleasure.

“Fuck, y-yes,” she gasped, looking down at him through hooded eyes.

“God, you taste so good,” he groaned, pulling back slightly as he kissed over her sex.

“Don’t stop, Jay, please,” she pleaded, tugging lightly on his hair.

“I’m not, darlin’.” He smirked as his fingers ran over the back of her thigh, causing her to tremble against his touch. “I’m not stopping until you cum on my tongue…”

He moved his head between her parted legs again, continuing his ministrations as he pulled her closer to his mouth, adding two of fingers to his actions. He pumped them slowly, curling them in the most perfect way, pressing against the spot inside her that drove her crazy. She moaned as she threw her head back, her hips shifting forward with each flick of his tongue and thrust of his fingers, grinding slowly against his mouth. He alternated between paying attention to the swollen nub and her folds, feeling her arousal grow as he brought her closer to her release. As her hands pulled at his hair, her thighs quivering with every fast motion of his talented fingers, it only took one last flick of his tongue to send her over the edge, a gasping whimper escaping her as her wetness coated his mouth.

“Oh my god,” she breathed, shaking her head as a smile pulled at her lips.

Jensen stood up gently as he pulled her close, her arms landing on his shoulders to support herself on her shaky legs. Her hands slid down his chest and finally tugged the leather shirt off, as she stepped out of her skirt that laid on the floor. She walked him back towards the couch, pushing him down roughly. She stripped herself of her remaining clothes, her black heels still strapped to her ankles as she pulled at his white t-shirt, pushing it off him as he lifted his arms. He dropped the fabric somewhere on the ground as he reached for her, sitting her in his lap as she unbuckled his jeans.

“Y/N,” he whispered, cupping her face in his hands, looking deep into her eyes. He grinned as he saw how lust-blown her eyes were, his thumb grazing over her lips. “Fuck, I love seeing you like this, so desperate for me.”

He lifted his hips as she ignored his words, pulling his jeans down to his knees as she straddled him. She took hold of his hard cock, stroking him as she lowered herself, a shuddered breath leaving her as her walls sheathed completely. She felt him deep as she gripped his shoulders, his hands on her hips as she rocked against him, the pace slow but hard. She leaned down and kissed him, her lips searing against his as her nails started to dig into his skin.

“Fuck, darlin’, you feel so perfect wrapped around my cock,” he groaned, gripping her hips tighter as his lifted to meet hers.

“Love feeling your cock deep inside me,” she moaned, leaning her forehead against his. “So fucking good…”

Y/N tried to pick up the pace, but Jensen clicked his tongue at her, cupping her face in his hands. They stared into each other’s eyes as her palms pressed into his chest, her hips continuing to grind against him. She whined in protest, her eyes squeezing shut in frustration, knowing she needed more, but he didn’t let her move any faster.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he ordered, a mischievous smirk pulling at his lips as their eyes met once more, “Keep those gorgeous eyes on me while you fuck yourself on my cock.”

“Jensen, I-I c-can’t,” she stuttered, shaking her head as she couldn’t concentrate. She needed more, and she needed him to give it to her. “I-I want-”

He chuckled, letting his thumb slip between her parted lips. “You gotta ask nicely, darlin’.”

She sucked at the digit softly, releasing it with a wet pop as her hands gripped his shoulders once more. “Please, Jensen, want it faster. Please…”

“Just the way you like it,” he muttered, leaning forward slightly as his hands drifted down to her waist. “Hard and fast, feeling it for days.”

“Yeah,” she whimpered, nodding frantically.

“Go ahead, sweetheart,” he husked, finally letting her have what she wanted.

Y/N pressed her hands to his chest once more, pushing him back against the couch as she thrusted harder against him, moving faster as he matched her pace.

“Oh fuck, there you go,” he grunted, his jaw clenched as he looked up at her. “That’s it, darlin’, ride my cock just like that… just the way you need.”

His palms gripped her hips tight, helping her shift against him as they kept their eyes locked on each other, sharp breaths mingled together as he slammed her down on his cock. She threw her head back with a sound somewhere between a moan and a scream ripping from her throat, feeling him deep inside her, practically pressing against her cervix. For the second time that night she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Jay, I’m…” she trailed off, her nails digging into his chest, too far gone to finish her train of thought.

“I know, Y/N, I know. I got you, sweetheart.”

He lifted his hips faster as he rammed her down, the curve of her ass slapping against the top of his thighs. She let out a long, rasping moan as she felt her core tighten, each thrust bringing her closer to that euphoric release. He leaned up, pressing kisses along her neck, down to her breasts, his teeth lightly nipping at her skin.

“Cum for me, darlin’, cum on my cock,” he huffed, his lips pressed against her chest.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held him close, her eyes squeezing shut as the coil finally snapped. “Oh, fuck! Yes, fuck, yes!”

His movements sped up slightly as he felt his own release building, his hands no doubt leaving bruises that would be visible in the morning. He lifted his head, their gazes locked as he felt her wetness cover him, short puffs leaving him as he felt his cock throb. His neck strained back as a deep, rough growl escaped him moments before he filled her, spurts of his seed coating her walls.

They breathed heavily as they came down from their high, Jensen laying back against the couch as he pulled Y/N into his arms, her head resting against his sweaty chest. She hummed as she snuggled up to him, pressing a gentle kiss to his skin. They both basked in the afterglow, neither ready to move just yet, but acknowledging in their own thoughts that her going to the convention had been a great idea.

“I think I’m gonna make coming to these a regular thing,” she muttered, her voice just loud enough for him to hear.

He chuckled softly, stroking her hair as he kissed the top of her head. “I’m more than okay with that.”

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“Oh god,” he groaned, as he felt her mouth over his nipple, her teeth scraping over his skin.

“You like that, baby?” she asked, her voice just barely above a whisper as she looked up at him. She smiled as she saw his head pressed back into the pillow, the veins in his neck straining. “You look so good, all spread out for me…”

A ragged breath left him as her hand moved down, her fingers lightly running over his painfully hard cock, her thumb flicking over the head and swiping the pre-cum away. She had been teasing him for some time, alternating between taunting him with her hands and her mouth. If she wasn’t pumping her hand back and forth over his shaft, it was her mouth wrapped around him, bringing him closer and closer to his release but never letting him get there. She wanted him on the edge, driven insane with need for her as she kneeled between his spread legs, moaning at the feel of him in her mouth. A smirk pulled at her lips when he shifted against the sheets, causing her to draw back and release him with a lewd pop. Her hand wrapped around his length once more, stroking slowly, her fingers forming a ring under the head as she twisted her wrist.

“P-Please,” he pleaded, his normally husky voice now rough with desire to feel more. “I-I need-”

“Need what, Dean? You know that’s not how you speak to me,” she scolded lightly, a wicked glint in her eye as she looked up at him, continuing to pleasure him.

“I’m sorry, Miss Y/L/N,” he breathed, throwing his head back against the pillow.

“It’s okay, Dean,” she comforted him, reaching up to cup his jaw with her slender fingers. “I know what you need, what you’ve been craving. You’ve been so good at work, such a good boy for me, doing everything I ask. And for that, you’re going to get a reward…”

Y/N laid down, letting her tongue drag down his length to roam over his sac, sucking softly before her hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently in her palm. She brought two of her fingers to her lips, sucking them into her mouth and getting them wet with her saliva. She continued to tease his cock with her tongue as she brought her fingers to his ass, rubbing circles over the rim with her saliva. A low grunt left Dean at the unexpected sensation, but it was definitely welcomed as he tried to get closer to her touch.

He had never felt this way before she came into his life. So comfortable, so free. Like he could give up any control he was holding onto, now that she had taken charge. His hands may have been tied, unable to move them, but it didn’t change the way he felt.

She glanced up at him as she continued her ministrations, licking over his thick girth. She pulled away briefly, softly kissing his inner thigh and giggling at the way he flinched. He was so sensitive and responsive to her, and she loved that she was the one who got to see him this way. In a quick motion, she spread his legs, a small smile crossing her face as she saw the way his eyebrows furrowed under the edge of the blindfold. She moved down his length and lower, alternating between soft kisses and licks as she made her way to new territory for him.

Slowly, she dropped more of her saliva over the rim, holding the globes of his ass as she leaned in, licking over the puckered hole.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned, his voice rasping as it cracked.

“Watch your language,” she chastised him, her face hovering close to him. “You don’t want this to be over before it starts, do you?”

He grunted as he threw his head back in frustration, panting harshly as he nodded. “No, Miss Y/L/N.”

“I didn’t think so.” She kept going, her eyes glancing up at him between each of his pleasured noises, figuring out what he liked best. She sucked softly at the hole, her tongue lightly breaching the ring of muscle, causing him to jerk against her as a deep groan ripped from his throat. She chuckled softly, briefly pulling back to nip at the flesh of his ass. “You like the way I play with your ass, Dean? So fucking good, could take you apart just like this all fucking night…”

“Yes, Miss Y/L/N,” he moaned, loudly, tugging at the ropes around each of his wrists.

“Fuck, I wanna see you cum,” she whispered, lightly running a finger over his length. The tip of his cock was red as it leaked, twitching. He was going to fall over the edge at any moment. “You wanna cum for me, don’t you, baby?”

“Yeah,” he husked, his jaw clenching.

She hummed, sucking softly at his balls as she moved down once more. She lapped at his rim, gripping the globes of his ass tight in one hand as she moaned, working her tongue in faster circles. Her other hand wrapped around his cock, pumping back and forth in time with the way she worked her tongue over him. Dean’s hands moved around the restraints, his fingers no doubt having rope burn as well as his wrists, but he didn’t care. He enjoyed the sting against his flesh just as much as what she was doing to him. She let her tongue explore deeper, sucking harder than before, her eyes catching the way his cock throbbed.

“I-I, fuck, I’m gonna-” he rasped, his jaw tight as his neck strained back, veins and tendons pulling under the skin.

WIth a few more flicks of her talented muscle and her hand pumping his shaft, a roaring moan left him as he reached his peak. His cock twitched, ropes of his cum covering his lower stomach as he came down from his high. She traveled up his body slowly, licking up the spendings before she leaned over him, taking off his blindfold. His eyes opened as he breathed deeply, catching his breath as green orbs met hers, making her smile wide.

As she straddled him, she gently reached up and affectionately cupped his jaw, stroking it with her thumb. She bit her lip as he leaned into her touch, his eyes fluttering closed as he relished the way she made him feel. Free.

She continued to sooth him as his breath returned to normal, whispering the words he had come to love hearing from her.

“Good boy.”

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She glared at him, shaking her head as he chuckled, leaning in to plant kisses along her neck. Her eyes squeezed shut as his teeth scraped against the skin, a pleasured hiss escaping her as the bite was gentle but had enough of a sting to drive her crazy. His mouth drifted down to her breasts, exposed to him as he had already unbuttoned her shirt and moved the cups of her bra aside. She gasped as his lips closed over her right nipple, her arms draped around his broad shoulders pulling him closer.

“How much time do we have?” she asked, breathlessly.

“Five…” he muttered, as his tongue roamed over her flesh, “maybe six minutes if you’d stop talkin’.”

He groaned as her hand gripped his short hair tight, pulling his head back and making him look up at her. His green orbs locked with hers as they darkened with lust, and she knew she was in for it now. But that’s exactly what she wanted.

He reached back and flicked her hand away, his hips rutting against her, allowing her to feel how hard she made him. He kissed her roughly, his hand moving down between them and taking hold of his shaft, lining himself to her entrance.

In one swift motion, he sank deep into her, her jaw dropping at the feel of him, her walls sheathing him completely. He wasted no time considering they didn’t have any to spare, his pace rough and fast, his lips matching the ferocity of his thrusts as he continued the kiss. He pulled away for a brief moment, catching his breath as he gazed at her, smirking at the pure, erotic haze in her eyes. She moaned loudly, causing him to slap a hand over her mouth, not wanting to alert any of their colleagues about what they were doing in the archives room. They had been secretly hooking up for weeks, and while they felt more for each other, they still weren’t telling anyone any time soon.

“You gotta be quiet, sweetheart,” he husked, his hand slipping into her hair, pulling her head back just as she had done to him, “don’t need anyone walkin’ in on us.”

“Fuck,” she whimpered, completely lost in the moment as she pressed her lips together.

Her hands gripped his shoulders as his hips slapped against her thighs, his own hands squeezing the soft skin. He thrust deeper into her, their lips locked in a frantic, needy kiss. He pounded into her, her head bumping into the wall behind her, repeatedly, but she didn’t care. All she could do was relish in the way he was ravishing her.

She cupped his face, her lips hard against his as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. Her eyes closed tightly as her mouth hung open in a low cry, his plump mouth leaving marks that would show up the next day, along her neck and collarbone. Her nails scraped against her scalp as she tugged his hair, their foreheads pressed together, their breath fanning against each other’s lips as he grunted, the sound almost carnal as he knew he was close too.

He slammed into her, his cock hitting that sweet spot insider her with every thrust, making her forget once more where she was as she cried out in bliss. His mouth closed over hers, their lips fused together as her walls clenched around his shaft, both of them struggling to breath. His hips slapped against her in a few more sharp thrusts, a long, shrieking moan from her muffled by his lips as she came hard on his cock. He followed soon after, his seed coating her walls as he groaned low in his throat.

“Oh my God,” she breathed, her chest heaving as she tried to calm down.

“I think we gotta move,” he mumbled, reluctantly lowering her to her heeled feet.

They made themselves presentable again, her legs shaky from the romp as she walked out ahead of him, her heels clacking against the marble floors. She made sure she was covered up by her blouse before she sat down in the meeting, her friend and co-worker Charlie, rolling her chair closer to her.

“Where the hell were you?” she asked, confused by Y/N’s almost late arrival. “I tried calling.”

“A lot of slow walkers, sorry,” Y/N apologized, her eyes dropping down to the folder in front of her.

She glanced to the side quickly as she heard the chair next to her shift, their gazes locked for a second before they both turned their attention towards their boss. Neither of them looked at each other during the meeting unless they had to, a mischievous smile pulling at her lips as her foot slid up his leg under the table.

They might have been desperate to acknowledge their relationship in public, but their little secret definitely had its perks.

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He walked over to the bed, taking off his shoes and sitting back against the headboard, picking up his laptop to do some work before he decided to watch anything and distract from the things he was missing. His phone chiming had him reaching into his pocket, a smile instantly on his face as he saw who it was. Y/N had written “I miss you” with a selfie of her blowing him a kiss. His heart soared yet ached to know that she was thinking of him in that moment just as he was about her, and yet they wouldn’t see each other for a few more weeks.

I was just thinking about you. He replied.

Are you done for the day?

Yeah. Just got back.

He grinned as an incoming FaceTime call lit up his laptop screen, causing him to answer straight away.

“Hey,” she said, beaming as she saw him. “How was your day?”

“Long, tiring,” he replied, shaking his head. “Just glad I have a break tomorrow.”

She raised her eyebrows at that. “Really? So… you can stay up a little longer?”

He frowned, confused by what she meant before an amused smirk crossed his features. “What’re you up to?”

“Oh nothing…”

Just as the words left her mouth, she pulled the phone back, showing him that she was wearing his favorite lingerie on her. Hence why he always held back in tearing it off her.

“Fuck, darlin’,” he groaned, softly as he took her in. “You can’t do this to me when I can’t do anything about it.”

“Sure you can,” she stated, clearly placing the phone on the nightstand and shifting back on the bed.

She spread her legs apart, a mischievous grin on her face as her hand skimmed down her body, her fingers teasing over her covered mound.

“Fuck,” he whispered, watching every movement on the screen.

Slowly, she pulled down her panties, exposing herself to him and resuming her actions, a small moan escaping her as she felt her wetness against her fingers. Jensen bit down on his lip as he shifted against the bed, completely entranced by her every movement.

“Come on, baby,” she breathed, smiling. “Let me see you.”

He turned the laptop so she could get a better look at him, as he reached down and palmed himself through his jeans, feeling himself getting hard as he watched her. Slowly, he unzipped and pushed the material down along with his boxers, a gasp leaving her as she saw his length, the head of his cock thick and leaking pre-cum which she wished she could get a taste of.

“Fuck, I wish I could touch you,” she moaned, biting her lip. “You’re thinking about my hands aren’t you, baby?”

“Yeah,” he breathed, his eyes fluttering closed.

“Wrap your hand around that cock,” she instructed, her voice lowered into a sensual husk. “Imagine it’s mine stroking you, getting you nice and hard for me…”

He did as he was told, groaning as he pumped his hand along his shaft, his hips shifting against the mattress as he lost himself in the feeling. He opened his eyes, not wanting to miss any of her own pleasurable movements.

“You’re so wet for me, aren’t you, darlin’?” he asked, smirking.

She hummed, nodding as she met his gaze. “Wish it was your fingers, want them inside me, making me feel so good…”

“Rub your clit, sweetheart,” he ordered, his voice rough and deep. “Wanna see you cum on those fingers for me.”

She moaned as she circled her fingers around the swollen nub, her eyes never leaving his through the screen. They continued to tell each other what to do, what they wished they could do to each other if they were there. She thrust her fingers up to hit that sweet spot inside her, the one that he would reach every time and drive her absolutely wild when he did. His hand stroked as they both headed towards that blissful peak, moans and grunts escaping them.

They reached the edge together, his name on her lips as she felt her arousal soak her fingers, her name on his as spurts of his seed covered his hand as he came down from his high. They both looked at each other, content smiles on their faces as she picked up the phone, sighing as she laid back on the bed.

“That was amazing,” she started, as she gave him a pointed look. “But you’re not gonna make me wait another month to get it in person, are you?”

He chuckled, pulling his boxers up again, as he shared the same sentiment. He needed to see her as soon as he could manage to get away.

“Trust me, darlin’... after that, I’m gonna be there in a few days.”

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When they started sleeping together, the sex was incredible, to say the least. They explored each other in ways neither of them had properly experienced, and soon it was established that they were both adventurous, wanting to try new things in the bedroom that they hadn’t with other partners.

Dean learnt that there wasn’t much Y/N was opposed to. He had tied her down, blindfolded her on several occasions, used every toy she had on her, spanked her ass raw, choked her, used that incredible mouth of hers, called her every degrading name in his vocabulary (which really drove her insane), and contorted her into every position she could handle. Bringing her pleasure in every sense of the word had been incredibly satisfying, and if he could spend the rest of his life doing that he would.

Y/N learnt that Dean loved giving her the attention she craved, but every now and then he needed something for himself as well. He hadn’t been brave enough to voice those desires, until she finally got it out of him one night exactly what he wanted from her.

It started off simple. Holding him a little closer, a little tighter, running her fingers through his hair, telling him how amazing she felt because of how he fucked her, telling him how good he was. Some days he relinquished control completely, letting her dominate him in ways he had never been comfortable with before, until now. She had tied him down just like he had her, blindfolded him too, exploring parts of his body no one else had. She used her talented fingers, her skilled mouth and tongue, breaching the ring of muscle and sending him over the edge sooner than he was expecting.

It had felt amazing, on a different level, leaving him comfortable enough to ask her for more as time went on and their relationship continued to grow without either of them realizing it.

“You okay?” she asked, her lips lightly pressed against the bare skin of muscular back.

“Yeah,” he answered breathlessly, nodding quickly.

“You know, you don’t have to-” she started to tell him he could back out, but he glanced back at her, his gaze cutting her words off.

“Hey, I’m nothing if not experimental, sweetheart,” he reassured her, wiggling his eyebrows as he smirked. “Let’s do this.”

She smiled briefly before she shifted closer to him. “Okay…”

She brought the item in her hand up to her face, opening her mouth and dragging the length of the plug against her tongue, sucking softly as she continued the slow pace of her fingers in and out of the puckered hole. She pulled it out of her mouth as the same time she removed her fingers, bringing it down between the globes of his ass. She watched him shift against the sheets as she inserted it, gently, giving him time to get used to the feeling until it was completely buried inside.

He groaned, the sound turning into a rough chuckle as he choked. “Fuck.”

“How does it feel?” she asked, softly, worried that he might be regretting the idea to do this.

“It’s uh… it’s different,” he grunted, his eyebrows creased as he looked back at her.

Before she got a chance to speak, his facial expression eased, the initial discomfort giving way to pleasure. His eyes sparkled with a new glint, and she knew they were going to have a great time exploring that.

“Good different?” she questioned, biting her lip as she saw his face.

“Oh yeah,” he whispered, smirking.

She beamed as she shifted back, letting him turn onto his back, a soft growl escaping him as the plug moved within him. She straddled him, her hands pressed into his chest as she leaned down, kissing him sensually. He breathed deeply as she pulled away, their darkened eyes meeting as they smiled at each other. Something was changing between them, and that should’ve been scary, but their complete trust in each other outweighed that.

Jensen stepped out of the car, waving as the cheers and screams grew, causing her smile to widen. There it was. She closed the door behind him and flashed her badge to the security guards, thanking them as they were let through. Jensen slipped his sunglasses on before buttoning his black, double-breasted, pinstripe jacket, looking down the carpet as he sighed heavily.

“That’s a lot of cameras,” he remarked, glancing back at her.

“You’re gonna be fine,” she reassured him, patting his arm lightly before she gestured behind her at the rest of the cast. “Chace and Tomer are right behind you, so you’re good.”

Jensen smirked as he raised his fist, allowing her to bump her own into it, giving him a light pat on his back. He walked onto the blue carpet, thanking fans that were there as he signed merch, before waving at them and continuing down the line. Photos were taken first, as Y/N guided him to each spot, simultaneously looking at the schedule on her phone of the outlets that wanted interviews.

“Not as bad as you were thinking, huh?” she asked as she walked past him, pointing out the next stop on the press line.

“Never said it was bad, sweetheart,” he replied, chuckling, “just a lot more than I’m used to.”

“Well, if I do my job right, things are only getting bigger from here,” she stated, flashing him a smile.

“Pretty sure you’ve never done your job wrong, darlin’,” he jested, his usual drawl slipping out slightly as he walked over to the next set up.

Jensen’s hand brushed across hers as he moved past her, glancing back and flashing her that smirk she had come to fall for over the years, before he focused his attention on the interview. They had been friends for years, since the middle of Supernatural’s run when his management changed, and she oversaw his publicity. She always kept things professional, but somewhere along the way he had become a really good friend, and eventually for her at least, he became a lot more in her heart. Still, she had never crossed the line, and she didn’t plan to.

“Hey, you okay?” she heard a voice ask behind her.

Shaking her head, she came back to reality. She smiled at Karen as she stood next to her, giving her a small nod. “Yeah, sorry, I totally spaced for a second.”

“You’ve been busy, I totally get it,” Karen said, smiling softly at her. “At least you don’t have to worry about him after the premiere and get the rest of the night off.”

“Yep, I got a hot date with the hotel bathtub,” Y/N quipped, chuckling lightly as she stepped back and let the other woman pass.

The press line continued until the end of the carpet. The cast stood together as Y/N kept to the side, feeling her heart skip a beat as she watched Jensen interact with the rest of them. They had all welcomed him in so easily, and he fit in with them like he had always been there. She was glad he had such an incredible experience with them, and she hoped that would continue.

Once inside the theatre, Y/N stood close to the doors as the cast and Eric took the stage, answering a few more questions from the host of the evening before the room darkened, ready to air the first episode of the season. She continued to work on her phone, catching glimpses of what was happening and laughing to herself at the crowd’s reaction. She made her way backstage before the episode was over, ready for them to walk back to the cars.

“You know, if you’re not doing anything, you should come to dinner,” Jensen suggested, glancing down at her as they took the back exit of the theatre.

“Really?” she asked, frowning.

“Yeah,” he replied, casually as he shrugged his shoulders. “We haven’t gotten a chance to hang out, might be nice.”

“No, uh… it’s okay, I got a lot of emails to reply to and then I’m gonna soak in the tub,” she declined, a faint smile playing at her lips. “But you guys have fun.”

Jensen guided Karen and Claudia down the carpet, letting them get into the car first before he turned back to Y/N. “Put work away for one night and come out with us. With me.”

She sighed, huffing a small laugh before she looked back at him. “Okay.”

“Awesome.”

Y/N had a hard time deciding what to wear for dinner, considering all that she had brought with her was business attire. Luckily, the black dress she had could be substituted for any occasion and paired with her red heels and small black purse, she had managed to make it work. She joined everyone downstairs, laughing happily as they cheered when they saw her, relieved that they wanted her to come along as well. She and Jensen met eyes, and she noticed his slowly drift down her body before he turned away, walking beside Chace.

She tried not to overthink what just happened.

They had an incredible time at dinner, with great food, great drinks and even better company. Jensen busted out a few stories from Supernatural days, causing Y/N to hold her stomach as she snickered uncontrollably, reminiscing on the early days of their friendship, as everyone else joined in as well. Every now and then, he would look over at her, holding her gaze for a few seconds before someone grabbed his attention, making butterflies flutter within her with each glance. She wasn’t sure what was going on now, but it was dangerous territory.

It was close to midnight when everyone decided to call it a night, with promises to catch up for breakfast before the day’s press junket. Jensen and Y/N said their goodbyes and hung back, grabbing their own cab back to the hotel.

“Night cap?” he asked, pointing behind him to the hotel bar as they walked into the lobby.

Biting her lip, she was about to say no, go up to her room and forget about any of the looks they had shared throughout the night, but she couldn’t do it. “Sure.”

They ordered a tumbler of whiskey and a vodka martini, taking a seat in a booth towards the back of the room. She sipped on her cocktail slowly, turning away from him as she felt his eyes lingering on her. Briefly glancing at him, she took a deep breath as he leaned closer to her, trying to catch her gaze with his.

“You’ve been quiet since dessert,” he observed, taking a sip of the amber liquid.

“I guess I’m just… not really sure what’s going on here,” she admitted, gesturing between them, finally looking up into his green eyes. “I know how I feel about you. How I’ve always felt about you, since the start… but I don’t want to risk our friendship and our working relationship. So, this… whatever this is, it’s a bad idea.”

He smirked, his tongue lightly running over his plump lips as he thought about what she said. “That may be so, but… I know what I want. What I’ve always wanted, but never said anything because of work. I want you. It’s as simple as that.”

“Jensen,” she sighed, shaking her head as she closed her eyes. She suddenly gasped as she felt his fingers lifting her chin, her eyes fluttering open to stare up at him.

“Whatever you want from me, you got it,” he stated, shrugging his shoulders. “I just think we’ve wasted enough time and we can figure everything else out. But it’s your call. Whatever you decide, I’ll respect that.”

Y/N knew it would be difficult to navigate work if they mixed it with pleasure, but everything he just said told her he was willing to go through the hard work with turning their friendship into something more. She beamed up at him as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her lips to his instantly in a passionate kiss. It became heated quicker than they anticipated, a groan escaping him as she briefly pulled away, their faces an inch apart.

“My room,” she told him, shifting back on the circular couch, tugging on his hand.

They rushed towards the elevators, relieved that the doors shut with only them inside. Y/N pressed the button for her floor, wasting no time in pushing herself into him, their lips fused together in a rough kiss. Her hands pulled at his white shirt that he had changed into for dinner, just as his hands roamed over her figure, caressing the curve of her hips. One moved up her back, finding the zipper on her dress, making her reach up and pull it away.

“Not in here,” she breathed against his mouth, nipping lightly at the bottom lip.

“Fuck, I-” he gritted out between his teeth, his jaw clenched as he leaned his forehead against hers.

“Patience, Ackles,” she teased, a grin spreading across her face. “All in due time.”

The elevator dinged as the doors opened on Y/N’s floor. Jensen’s impatience got the better of him as he pulled Y/N out by her hand, both practically running towards her room. He pulled her in front of him as she took out the key card, his hands wrapping around her waist and his lips nipping at the flesh of her neck as she slid the card through. They stumbled in, laughing as she dropped the card and her purse on the carpeted floor, his foot kicking the door closed. He pressed her back up against the wall, the fervent kiss not breaking as their hands explored each other’s bodies. He reached for the zipper again, groaning against her lips as it stalled a few times before it finally got to the end. He peeled her dress off slowly as he pulled away from the kiss, his eyes roaming over the exposed skin as it was revealed to him.

“Fuck,” he breathed, leaning down and kissing over her breasts covered by black lace, moving up to her neck.

Y/N’s hands shook as she unbuttoned his white shirt, more from being unable to concentrate as his lips nipped at her flesh rather than any nerves. He moved back long enough for her to shove the sleeves down his arms and throw it on the floor, his breath hitching as her fingers nimbly danced across his torso. Her arms wrapped around his neck as his body pressed against hers, pushing her dress down completely, the fabric pooling around her heels. Looking deep into her eyes, his green orbs darkened as he smirked, causing her to squeeze her thighs together. She was completely aroused already, and they had barely done anything.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered, his voice deep and husky as he stared down at her.

Her legs trembled as she moved them apart, a gasp leaving her as his hand dropped down and pulled her panties aside, his fingers lightly running through her folds. A breathy chuckle left him as he moved them back and forth, slowly, causing her to throw her head back, her moan covering the soft thud against the wall.

“So wet already, and it’s all for me,” he whispered, his face close to hers as he gazed at her. “So fucking perfect…”

“Jensen,” she whimpered, her hands pressing into his shoulders as she held onto him, “I need, please- I need-”

He clicked his tongue as he shook his head, brushing his nose against hers before he shifted lower, pecking her lips as he drifted across her jaw, her neck and chest, lightly biting her skin. His teeth pulled down the right cup of her bra, his tongue moving in slow circles around the stiff bud, as his hand moved to her clit. She closed her eyes, breathing heavily as his mouth released the hardened nub with a soft pop and he continued to descend her body, his knees against the carpet as he lifted her leg, covered by her thigh-high stocking. His lips kissed along the nylon before meeting skin, her hands combing into his hair as his head moved between her legs.

“Oh fuck…”

Jensen licked a long stripe against her folds, a soft growl escaping him at the taste of her, repeating the motion. His tongue moved over her swollen nub in tight circles, causing her to moan loudly, her fingers tightening in his short locks.

“Jay, oh my god,” she gasped, glancing down through hooded eyes. “Right there…”

He shifted closer to her, his head tilted as he alternated between paying attention with his skilled muscle to the bundle of nerves and her folds, teasing over her entrance. She cried out as he continued his ministrations, her hips grinding into him as he held onto her leg to keep her balanced. He pulled away slightly, smirking up at her as she tried to move closer to him.

“Taste so good, darlin’,” he whispered, kissing her inner thigh. “Can’t wait for you cum on my tongue…”

“Feels so good, Jensen,” she whimpered, biting her lip as he kissed her flesh again, “so fucking good.”

“Love the way you say my name,” he groaned, nuzzling against her skin, smirking as she jumped slightly at the feel of his beard against her.

Y/N practically screamed as he pressed his tongue to her sex, his motions faster than before, causing her walls to clench as the coil within her tightened in anticipation of her release. She held onto him, her hands pulling at his hair as her head scraped against the wall, her thighs quivering as he continued to bring her to the edge. With one last flick of the skilled muscle, a long rasping moan fell from her lips as the dam broke, her wetness coating his tongue and lips. She breathed heavily as she came down from her high, a soft smile on her face as he lapped at folds.

“Shit,” she hissed, giggling softly. “I can’t feel my legs.”

He smiled as he pulled back, carefully standing up as he continued to hold her leg, afraid she’d fall. He let it rest against his hip as he unbuckled his dark jeans and pulled down the zip, pushing the denim and his boxers down to his knees. Y/N bit her lip as she saw how hard he was, her hand instantly wrapping around his shaft, stroking him gently. He hung his head as he watched her, a low grunt leaving him as her thumb flicked over the head when her hand moved up.

“Gotta be inside you, sweetheart,” he said, slowly pulling her hand away.

Y/N’s arms wrapped around Jensen’s neck, her legs around his waist as he picked her up and pressed her flush against the wall. He took hold of his cock, lining up to her entrance, a strangled moan falling from her lips as he sank into her, their foreheads touching as they breathed heavily. He was buried deep within her, her walls tight around his shaft as he thrusted slowly, pulling out briefly before he moved back in, his hips rolling against her in sensual pace.

“Jay, please,” she pleaded, looking into his eyes with desperation. “More…”

“You want it hard, darlin’?” he asked, a wicked glint in his eyes as he smirked. “Want me to fuck you hard and fast, fuck you so deep you feel it for days?”

“Yes, y-yes, want it hard, please,” she moaned, digging her fingers into his shoulders.

Without delay, Jensen’s thrusts picked up pace, moving harder and faster just the way she wanted. A loud squeal left her as he pounded into her, his hands gripping her thighs tight enough to leave bruises in the morning, their breath fanning against each other’s faces. It was better than anything she had dreamt or pictured in the past.

“Feel so fucking good, so perfect around my cock,” he groaned, gazing at her. “So tight, take me so fucking good…”

“Fuck, right there,” she whimpered, her thighs squeezing around him.

“You close, darlin’?” he asked, softly, nuzzling his nose against hers, the sweet gesture a complete contrast to the way he was pleasuring her.

Looking deep into his green orbs, she nodded frantically. It was the only way she could tell him in that moment, overwhelmed by everything he was making her feel.

“Tell me,” he demanded, his hips rolling against hers, a low growl falling from his lips.

“Fuck, yeah, I wanna cum, make me cum” she pleaded, as her walls clenched around him again, the clear sign that she was close to her release.

He thrusted harder, her back shifting against the wall and sharp moans escaping her with each motion. She felt the familiar heat in her core, the coil winding tighter once more as she held onto him. His cock throbbed as he continued to move within her, his own orgasm looming.

“Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum for me,” he panted, nipping at her jaw.

Y/N’s eyes fluttered closed, his name on her lips as she let the euphoric bliss wash over her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Jensen!”

Jensen felt her walls contract around his shaft as her wetness covered him, but he was nowhere close to the edge just yet. As she started to come down, he pounded his hips harder, her fading pleasure building up again as her eyes widened. She moaned wantonly as she felt another orgasm approaching, her nails leaving deep lines in his shoulders as she shook against him.

“Oh god, I-” she whimpered, shaking her head, unable to think straight.

“Come on, darlin’, want you to cum again, I know you got one more in you…” he growled, smirking.

Y/N’s head turned away from him as her eyes squeezed shut, her walls clenching tight once more as her vision was blinding white, a long, loud moan falling from her lips as her slick covered his cock. Small moans continued to leave her as her release triggered his, his neck straining back as a deep grunt escaped him, spurts of his seed coating her walls.

“Oh my god,” she huffed out, breathing heavily as a chuckle bubbled up in her chest. She laughed lightly as she leaned further into him, laying her head against his shoulder.

“That was uh… that was something,” he stated, pushing the words out between breaths.

“Sure was,” she agreed, lifting her head to look deep into those eyes she loved so much.

“So… we’re gonna do that again, right?” he asked, smirking as she cupped his face in her hand. “Cause I’m not ready to give you up just yet.”

“Yeah, that’s definitely happening again… and again… and again,” she replied, pecking his lips softly between her words. “But for now… shower.”

Jensen gently let Y/N’s legs unfold from around his body, a brief hiss from between her teeth as he pulled out of her, the smile on her face reassuring him she was okay. A small grin pulled at his lips as he saw her legs shake while she removed the lingerie that he was too busy to rid her of. He stripped down completely before he took her hand and guided her towards the bathroom.

They had plenty to talk about when it came to how they would handle a relationship along with their working one, but that was something that they could talk about back home.

For the rest of the night, they had other plans for each other that definitely couldn’t wait.

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The door opened and Y/N stepped through, making him smile instantly. She had flown in that morning to see them, but he hadn’t been able to meet her all day because of the radio interviews and practice they had done.

“Hey, beautiful,” he husked, taking her in as she closed the door and walked over to him.

She smiled softly as she straddled his lap, leaning in to kiss him as her arms wrapped around his neck. “Hey.”

“I’m really glad you’re here,” he muttered against her lips, pulling her closer as his thumbs brushed against the bare skin of her waist, exposed from where her t-shirt had lifted up.

“Me too,” she whispered, looking into his eyes as her fingers combed through the short hair at the back of his head. “You doing okay?”

“Yeah, I’m alright,” he replied, nodding slowly. “Just the usual pre-show nerves.”

“Anything I can do to help?” she asked, smoothing her hands over his shoulders and down his arms, before she brought them up again, kneading the tips of her fingers into his muscles.

He groaned softly, his eyes squeezing closed as he leaned his forehead against hers. “That’s definitely helping. Thanks, darlin’.”

“You’re welcome.”

Y/N pressed her lips to his, the kiss passionate as she moved her hands down his chest, lightly pulling at the edge of his black t-shirt. He hummed against her mouth, knowing exactly what she was trying to start but he had no time to do that before he had to be on stage. He reached down and took her hands in his just he pulled away from the kiss, looking up at her.

“Y/N, we uh, we can’t right now,” he informed her, glancing briefly at the clock on the wall, “I gotta be out there in like five minutes.”

She nodded, contemplating what he said, before her hands slipped down once more, reaching for his belt. “You can be a little late…”

A smirk pulled at his lips as their eyes were locked on each other, before his gaze lowered just as she shifted back, kneeling on the floor between his spread legs. She kept her sight on him as she took hold of his belt again, unbuckling it quickly and pulling it through the loops, a mischievous smile on her face. He lifted his hips slightly, allowing her to tug the dark jeans down to his knees, along with his boxers. His cock rested against his pelvis, the light brush of her fingers against his length causing him to twitch, making her bite down on her lip. She lowered her head, dropping some of her saliva along his shaft, her mouth softly sucking at the tip as she glanced up at him.

Their eyes met briefly before she licked over the underside of his cock, his head dropping back once more as a low grunt escaped him, his eyelids fluttering closed. His hand found its way into her hair as her mouth sank down over his shaft, the small moan from her vibrating around it making him clench the strands between his fingers. She pulled back slowly, her tongue moving along his cock and licking at the tip, before she took him into her mouth again. Her head bobbed back and forth, circling her tongue around the tip every time she drew back, taking him deeper as she relaxed her throat.

“Fuck, just like that, darlin’,” he groaned, his eyes glancing down at her, completely lust-blown.

The glugging of her throat reached both of their ears as she sped up, the head of his cock pressing against the back of her mouth, making her thankful her gag reflex was nonexistent. She moaned as she sank her mouth lower, the tip of her nose pressed against his pelvis as he gripped her hair tight, his eyes snapping closed, vision blinding white from the overwhelming sensation of her mouth. He feared any minute someone was going to be knocking on his door, asking why he was taking so long, but he pushed that thought away. He wasn’t going to last much longer anyway with how deep she was taking him, his thighs tense as he felt how close he was to his release.

“Shit, Y/N,” he hissed, his jaw clenching just as his hand did in her hair, holding her in place. “So fucking good…”

She continued to bob her head up and down over his cock, her hand stroking over his balls, feeling him twitch against her tongue as she continued to suck. It wasn’t long before his head fell back once more, a deep, drawn out “fuckkk” leaving him as he throbbed, his seed coating her tongue. She took everything he had to give her, giving the tip a final lick before she sat up, a wicked smile on her face as their gazes locked just as she swallowed.

“That was…” he breathed heavily, shaking his head as a small, raspy chuckle fell from his lips. “Fuck, darlin’, you really can still surprise me.”

She giggled, her lips hovering close to his as she leaned up, slowly. “You love that about me.”

“I really do,” he husked, looking deep into her eyes before he pecked her lips, once, twice.

He redressed quickly, both of them cleaning up and making themselves presentable before they left the room. They made it to the side of the stage only a few minutes late, the band unable to ask him where he had been. With a quick pre-show circle to wish everyone a great set, the band members walked onto the stage, Y/N watching from the left side, smiling as she heard the crowd begin to cheer.

Jensen kissed her cheek, joining the rest of them, but not before whispering a promise to return Y/N the favor once the concert was over.

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But the truth was he was very good at his job, and that was why she often relied on him, even if he thought his input didn’t matter. It did matter, and she was going to make him see that. Sending him an email, she asked him to come up to her office in ten minutes so that they could talk.

Arriving exactly ten minutes later, he stepped into her office, closing the door behind him. He was dressed in a white shirt and dark grey trousers, his red tie slightly loosened as he stood in front of her desk.

“You wanted to see me, Ms. Y/L/N?” he asked, his voice gravelly and deep.

She smiled, leaning back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other which caused her black dress to ride up her thigh slightly. “I did. It’s about the marketing report.”

“Oh,” he breathed, frowning as he twisted his fingers. He seemed nervous. “I didn’t realize I made any mistakes, I’m sorry-”

“You didn’t make any mistakes, Dean,” she reassured him, her eyes roaming over his large, well-built, intimidating frame. A complete contrast to his current demeanour. “In fact, it’s quite the opposite. It’s perfect and I wanted to tell you that in person.”

“Really?” he asked, lifting an eyebrow as a small smirk came to his face. “Awesome. Thanks, Ms. Y/L/N.”

“You’ve got to learn to be more confident in yourself and your ideas, Mr. Winchester,” she stated, her gaze locking with his. “I think you’re great at your job, albeit a little… lacking in showcasing your talents to the fullest.”

“I guess I just think no one will care what I have to say, talented or not,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.

Y/N watched him closely, trying to figure him out based solely on his body language and the way he spoke about himself. Standing with his hands in his pockets, his shoulders tensed and his eyes hesitantly met with hers every now and then. She smiled softly, knowing she could help him to think more of himself if she just made sure he understood that he was valuable. To the company and otherwise.

“Well, I happen to think you have plenty of skills that need to be nurtured,” she said, pushing her chair back a few inches. She smirked as she saw his eyeline drop down to her thighs, the edge of her dress moving higher to her mid-thigh.

“I uh…” he trailed off, his green eyes meeting hers, a flash of curiosity in them.

“Come here,” she ordered, the smirk never leaving her face.

She watched as he walked closer, around the desk and to her side. She swung her chair to face him, tilting her head up to make sure her eyes bored into his. Slowly, she reached down and pulled her dress up around her waist, a dark chuckle leaving her as he let out a soft groan at the sight of her black thong which she pulled aside, a small grin pulling his lips up.

“I want you to show me some of those skills right now,” she commanded, a wicked glint in her eyes. “On your knees.”

Spreading her legs, she placed her calves on his shoulders as he sank down in front of her. She moaned as she threw her head back, feeling his incredibly talented tongue circle her swollen nub, quickly lapping at her folds and alternating between ministrations. Her fingers combed through his hair, gripping tightly as she guided him down to her entrance, biting back a moan to keep this little encounter just between them. He brought her over the edge within minutes, her slick coating his perfect lips and skilled tongue as he pulled back, his green orbs staring up at her.

“Was uh… was that okay?” he asked, hesitantly.

“Perfect performance,” she replied, her thumb stroking against his cheek as she cupped his face. “But I expect you to show me what else you’re capable of.”

“Yes, Ms. Y/L/N.”

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