Writhe and Shake
Square/s Filled: convention - @supernatural-jackles (Tell Me A Story Bingo) / dirty talk - @spnkinkevents
Pairing: Jensen x Female!Reader
Word count: 2,818
Summary: Jensen convinces Y/N to join him at a convention over the weekend, telling her that she’ll have a great time. It isn’t until the Saturday night concert that she realizes what kind of fun he means.
Warnings: Fluff, swearing, Jensen singing S.O.B (y’all know that’s a warning), smut: dirty talk, oral sex (female receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it up people)
Rating: Explicit (18+ only)
A/N: When that little hip shake and throwing of the mic stand happened, I knew it would result in this. This man will be the death of me, I swear. Thanks to my beta besties @evergreencowboy and @makeadealwithdean, love you both!! <3
Going to a convention with Jensen that weekend was exactly what Y/N needed.
When he told her he was going a day early, and would love for her to join him, she immediately jumped at the chance to go. She didn’t have any responsibilities from work that had carried over into the weekend, and it was an opportunity to catch up with their friends. Considering they would be there on a Saturday, she was excited that her boyfriend would surprise everyone at the convention and sing at Saturday Night Special, but he was being mysterious about his plans for what song. He said that it wasn’t going to be anything new, but she was going to like it anyway, and she had never been more confused.
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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