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A Summer To Remember: Part 1

Pairing(s): Dean/Reader Author: Mvampirefreak Reader Gender: female Word Count: 1,904 Warnings: none

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The Best Weekend Of Your Life - Chapter 4

Summary: You are obsessed with Supernatural and go to a convention with your best friend. You are 100% a Dean girl while your friend is a Sam girl. Both Jensen and Jared are single in this. You both catch the guys attention and things go from there. At the end of Chapter 3, Y/N has had sex with Jensen, and F/N has gone off with Jared to his hotel room

Pairing: Jensen x reader, Jared x readers best friend

Word Count: 2317

Warning: Romance, fluff, smut, oral, sexual language, unsafe sex, sex from behind, slight anal, and lots more smut!

You slowly climb off Jensen’s lap, still catching your breath after that earth shattering orgasm and lay down on the bed, facing him. He moves a piece of damp hair from your forehead and brings his fingers down to lightly trace up and down your arm as he smiles at you, your hand resting on his hip.

‘You know, I almost didn’t ask for your number. I was afraid you would say no,’ he told you quietly, his voice close to a whisper. It took a moment for you to register what he’d said.

‘You’re kidding me!’ you say with a laugh. ‘How could anyone refuse?’

Shrugging his shoulders he looks at you with a quizzical look on his face. ‘It’s not something I tend to do. In my line of work, you do find women who are uumm ‘interested’ in you, but you are the first person who has really caught my eye. When I realised that if I didn’t act on it I would possibly never see you again, I had to say something. You're a special person Y/N. The moment I saw you it was like my heart finally started beating. I don’t want this to be a one night thing.’

His admission shocks you. Your stomach starts to flutter, the butterflies you felt earlier reappearing, performing a crazy dance routine. No one has ever called you special before and for Jensen Ackles to be the first person to tell you this is beyond description. You honestly thought that when he got you into bed and had his way with you, he would just go back to his normal life, but here he was, still in bed with you telling you that your special. He is looking at you with such an expression of sincerity, you feel like your heart is going to burst.

‘I - I’m sorry’ he stutters ‘too soon?’ He dips his head, a brief look of rejection on his beautiful face.

‘No! Not all!’ you exclaim, lifting his chin and kissing him. You take his face in your hands and lift his head so you are looking directly into those wonderful eyes. ‘You are so much more than I even imagined. I know it sounds crazy as we only meet tonight, but I believe in destiny, and I was destined to be here today and you were destined to ask for my number’

‘Jared and I have to be on stage again tomorrow. You’ll be there won’t you?’ he asks

‘Yes of course I will,’ you whisper, looking into his eyes as your fingers trace patterns on his broad chest.

With a shy smile, his green eyes close and his breathing changes slightly. You realise he is falling asleep. Softly running your fingers through his hair you pull him into you, and he stirs. He turns onto his back and wraps his arms around you so your head is resting on his chest, leg draped over his. You close your eyes and feeling safer than you ever felt possible, fall into a wonderful, peaceful sleep.

The start of ‘Back in Black’ wakes you from a dreamless slumber. Grabbing your phone off the bed side table so it doesn’t wake Jensen, who’s snuggled up behind you, you see it’s a text from F/N. You notice its 3.39am.

‘OMG Y/N. I have just had the most incredible night!’

‘Everything ok, baby?’ you hear Jensen mumble in your ear, stirring from his sleep.

‘I’m sorry, it was a text from F/N,’ you apologise. ‘Her and Jared seem to have had a similar night to us.’

‘Well, if it was anything like ours, then it was incredible,’ he whispers, lightly kissing the side of your neck, feeling his hardness against your back. ‘Seems like someone else is awake too,’ you chuckle

A wave of pleasure flows through your stomach as you feel his hands run down your body. You push your ass against him, as his lips travel over your shoulder,his hand running up your thigh and gently easing your legs apart. His fingers find your wetness. ‘Want more baby?’ he growled, his fingers teasing you as he waited for your answer..

‘Yes please,’ you purr. You gasp as he delves through your folds, sliding two fingers inside you. He lightly starts to nip at your shoulder as you move against his hand, his thumb circling your clit.

‘I love how wet you are for me,’ he groaned causing you to push back harder, feeling his rock hard cock start to throb. Removing his fingers, he slides it along your slit, finding your opening. He enters you, a pleasurable sigh coming from his lips as he grazes his one hand against your side, his hand coming to a stop on the curve of your hip.. He fills you up perfectly and the knot in your stomach gets tighter with each powerful thrust. He pulls out of your pussy and swiftly flips you over onto your knees, so your ass is in the air and leans back to take an appreciative look at his view.

‘Fuck, that’s beautiful,’ he husked.. Parting your cheeks, the tip of a finger touches your pink, puckered hole. You tense. ‘Is that ok baby?’ Jensen whispered, asking for your permission.

This is something you have never experienced before. Truth be told, you feel a little nervous, but you wanted it. ‘

“Yes,’ you croak, your voice coming out broken You turn your head and see him moisten his finger in his mouth. You can’t help but watch and feel your clit start to ache as it is so seductive. Slowly he starts to caress your hole and gently pushes the tip in. The feeling is incredible.

‘Fuck,’ you groan, pushing back harder. ‘Jesus, that’s amazing.’

‘Like me finger fucking your ass, baby?’ he asks, his voice husky as he slips in a second finger. He starts to scissor them, pushing them in deeper and deeper. Spreading your cheeks wider, he takes his fingers out and dives in, tongue lapping at your hole. The feeling in your core is like nothing else you have known and you feel your knees weakening.

‘Christ Jensen, please don’t stop,’ you whimper as the wetness from your pussy starts to drip down your inner thigh. Wave upon wave of complete pleasure wash over you, as the tip of his tongue probes your tight hole.

Sitting up, he grabs your hips and pulls you towards him. His cock finds your soaked hole and roughly, he thrusts into you. Matching his movements you push up onto your elbows, hair hanging down over your face, and find his rhythm. Animal instinct takes over you, and with all inhibitions completely lost, allow him to fuck you rough and hard.

‘Hmm baby. You like me filling you up completely?’ he groans, his finger slipping into your ass.

‘God Jensen, yes, yes, finger fuck my ass,’ you hear yourself cry, not knowing where it was coming from but not being able to stop yourself from saying it.

His hand tightens painfully on your hip and you know it’s going to leave a bruise but you don’t care. His thrusts get faster, and harder. Fingers pump in and out of your ass as you scream his name, your juices starting to flow over his cock. You arch backwards towards him so his chest is against your back, as he pulls his fingers out of your ass, reaching around to find your clit, furiously circling it as your orgasm reaches its peak, wave upon wave of pure ecstasy washes over you as he wraps your hair around his other hand, pulling your head back so it is resting on his shoulder. His lips find your neck and he bites down, moans of pleasure pouring out of him as he cums inside you.

‘Jesus Y/N,’ he pants.‘You’re something else,’ he chuckles lowly as he pulls out of you and rolls onto his back, hands clasped behind his head on the pillow.

‘I’m going to be sore tomorrow,’ you giggle, settling down into the bed, pulling the covers over you, ‘or should I say today,’ you add checking the time on your phone and seeing its 4.10am. You suddenly remember you haven’t answered F/N’s text so type a quick reply.

‘Same here. Tell me all about it when I see you. Come back here at 8am to get some breakfast?’

You get a response back.

‘Yep, see you then!’

‘F/N is coming back here at 8am to get some breakfast. You fancy joining us?’ you ask Jensen, turning your head to face him.

‘Of course. I’m not wasting any of the time I have left to spend with you,’ he spoke softly, looking at you with adoration in his eyes.

‘Speaking of which,’ you spoke quietly, the next question weighing heavy on your mind, ‘what happens when you go back home?’ You tried to judge the look on his face, the silence that fell between you becoming too much to bare. ‘Can we stay in touch?’ you asked him, hopeful.

‘I was hoping you would say that, as I would really like to.’ He smiles, taking your hand in his. ‘Now I’ve found you, I don’t want to lose you. In the very, very, brief time we have known each other you have made a huge impression on me.’ He winked causing your cheeks to flush. Your heart swells in your chest. You can’t quite believe what you’re hearing. You’ve made an impression on him. You try to put into words how you are feeling but you couldn’t seem to find the right words so, you decide to be honest.

‘You said this is not something you normally do. Was that true, or did you just say that to get me into bed?’ You swallowed hard, nervous to hear his answer..

Jensen looks taken aback. ‘Y/N, I swear have never done this before. Ask Jared!’ The open and completely honest look on his face tells you he is not lying. He kisses you so gently, hands still on your face and you feel a swell of emotion in your chest.

‘I don’t want this night to end,’ you whisper through the kiss, a tear falling down your cheek.

‘Hey, why are you crying? he asks you softly, wiping away your tears with his thumb before he pulls you into a tight embrace. You silently let the tears flow as he soothes you, fingers lightly brushing through your hair.

‘You know people say ‘Don’t meet your heroes as you may be disappointed?” you tell him, ‘Well, I met mine today and I can tell you now, that is so not true. Sounds ridiculous, but I have imagined this very scenario hundreds of times and I never thought it would be as perfect as this. I’m sad as I can’t imagine ever feeling the way I do right now with anyone else. You could say you have ruined it for every other guy I’ll meet. You must think me a right douche,’ you chuckle trying to lighten the mood.

‘Yeah’ he chuckles but I’d like you to be my douche.’ This makes you smile.

‘Would you?’ you ask, astonished at what he had said to you.

‘Do you want to be?’ he answers, all the while his fingers softly drift up and down your side ‘Long distance will be tricky but what’s the harm in trying? There are so many ways to stay in touch these days. Text, FaceTime, Skype. And of course you can always visit. Want to give it a shot?’

Your brain is struggling to take it all in. Stomach churning, you lean back and look directly at him, staring into his eyes.. You can tell that he is physically holding his breath waiting for your answer. He looks so vulnerable that it makes you want to cry again. You trust him implicitly at this moment and know in your heart that he trusts in you too.

‘I’m game if you are.’ You smile widely, unable to contain your happiness any longer.

‘Game on,’ he smirks and presses his lips against yours for a swift kiss. ‘I’m due to fly home on Monday after the last night of the convention and then we have a few days off before filming starts again. I can stay an extra day or two if you’re not busy? I would love to get to know you better.’

You didn’t have to check your schedule to know you weren’t busy over the next few days. You booked the time off specifically to go to the convention and then have a few days rest. The bar you work in hadn’t got you in for a shift either into the following week.

‘Yes I’m free for the next few days. I would love it if you stayed! Would it be easy for you to sort?’

‘Simple. Just ask my PA to change my flight and sort a hotel for me. I can be like a proper tourist and you can show me the sites’ he laughs, resting his forehead against yours, his eyes staring down at your lips.

“Sounds like a plan.”

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The Best Weekend Of Your Life - Chapter 1

Summary: You are obsessed with Supernatural and go to a convention with your best friend. You are 100% a Dean girl while your friend is a Sam girl. Both Jensen and Jared are single in this. You both catch the guys attention and things go from there.

Pairing: Jensen x reader, Jared x readers best friend

Word Count: 2774

Warning: Romance, fluff

This is my first attempt at fan fic so if it sucks I apologise! All comments gratefully received

It was finally here. You and F/N have been waiting months for the Supernatural convention and have managed to book a room in the same hotel it’s being held in for the whole weekend. You are both obsessed with the show. You have lost count of the amount of times you have fantasized about Jensen Ackles. The way his hands would feel on your skin, how he would smell and how your name would sound coming from those perfect lips. This was going to be a weekend to remember.

It had taken you a long time and many outfit changes to decide what you were going to wear. Finally you made your mind up and went for your trusty tight fitting Levi’s, a black bodysuit with lace sleeves, black knee high boots with 4 inch stiletto heels and cropped leather biker jacket. You had your hair dyed the deep shade of red you knew suited you and your 80’s rock chick makeup was down to a fine art.

Waiting at the train station with F/N, you can’t contain your excitement. You feel like a child on Christmas morning.

‘Fuck F/N! I can’t believe we are really going to see them in the flesh! I just know I’m gonna do something stupid in front of Jensen though. You know what I’m like!’

‘Yep Y/N, you are pretty clumsy but I’m pretty sure they are going to be way too busy to take any notice of us anyway. Can you imagine how many other people are going to be there?’ said F/N.

Your heart sinks when you realise all the effort you put into your outfit and make up will no doubt be for nothing, but you can’t let the boys see you without at least trying to look good.

The train pulls up and you and F/N board. It’s only a 20 minute journey and you could have easily come home rather than fork out £120 for a room, but you didn’t want to miss any part of the convention and the last train was at 10.20pm.

You arrive at the hotel and check into your room. Glancing at your watch you see it’s 11.30am, and the Q&A with the cast starts at 12pm so you and F/N just have time to unpack your cases, touch up your makeup, and spray some perfume. You take one last glance at your reflection ‘You're going to knock them dead Y/N’ you whisper.

Leaving the room you make your way to the lifts. Following the signs through reception, you enter a huge function room with what must be 1,000 chairs and the same amount of people milling about. There is a stage at the front of the room, with stools, microphones and a guitar setup. Your heart is beating a tattoo in your chest and you feel like you’re finding it hard to breath you’re that excited.

‘Quick Y/N,’ says F/N ‘There are two chairs right at the front!’ She grabs your hand and with a determined shove, pushes through the crowd. You reach the chairs just as two other girls get to them. Being her usual feisty self F/N dives in front of them glaring up at them, ‘I don’t think so!’ she hisses and plonks herself down, pulling you onto the other chair giggling as the girls slink away.

Getting yourself comfortable you pull out the itenary for the weekend. Other cast members are going to be answering questions, but you are only really interested in the boys. You have your ticket ready for the photo opportunity with them, and can’t wait for the moment you finally get to interact with Jensen. The talk from others who have met him is that he is much taller in real life than he seems on TV. That's why you wore heels in case it's true. You stand at 5ft without them, so that you don't want to look like a proper short arse beside him. And with Jared being 6ft 4 you would look even more ridiculous without heels. Luckily F/N is 5ft 8 with a body like a supermodel so she is going to look amazing next to Jared.

F/N grabs your hand and squeezes it, smiling broadly at you as the lights go down. Richard Speight Jr and Rob Benedict, the MC’s walk onto the stage.

One by one they introduce a few of the Supernatural cast. With thunderous applause, Jim Beaver, Ruth Connell, Mark Sheppard and Samantha Smith take to the stage, and entertain the crowd, answering questions and telling stories about each other. Finally, even though you have really enjoyed hearing them speak, it is time for the main attraction.

Your heart starts thumping and you feel your palms getting clammy when Richard announces ‘And now for the moment you have all been waiting for! Please welcome Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki!’

F/N starts squealing ‘Oh My God’ over and over again grabbing your arm. This is it! You’re finally going to see him!

And there he is. All 6ft 1 of him. Broad chest and shoulders, dressed in tight blue jeans, plaid shirt and cowboy boots. You have never seen anyone so beautiful in your entire life. Your heart literally stops and your breath catches in your throat.

Jensen looks around the room smiling and waving, and his eyes glance past you. His head swings back. Amazing green eyes meet yours. He grins straight at you and your stomach falls into your feet. Wait...did that really just happen? Did he pick you out from the crowd or was it just wishful thinking? You look behind you, thinking he must have been distracted by someone or something else, but when you turn back towards the stage those eyes are still staring at you. With a shy, almost coy smile, he lowers his eyes and turns away.

You spin around to look at F/N but she is mesmerised, staring at Jared. Her mouth hangs open, eyes shining. You have to admit, he is a very good looking guy, but nothing compared to Jensen. You’re still not sure what just happened with him. Could he really have been looking at you?

‘Don’t be stupid,’ you tell yourself, ‘there are hundreds of people in this room, why would he be looking at you!?’

You realise you’re not actually taking in anything that’s going on on the stage as you are so caught up in your own little fantasy, so you snap yourself out of it, and get your head back in the room. The boys are sitting on the stools, microphones in hand poised for questions. A plethora of shouts come from the crowd, so Jensen raises his hand, causing the room to fall silent.

‘Good evening Manchester!’ he says and bows followed by Jared. ‘Let’s crack on with the questions’

As you are at the front of the auditorium you have the best view of the boys. Questions come from people all around you, about Supernatural, their relationship with each other, other casts members and their personal lives.

‘Yes we are both single,’ Jared answers which raises a woop from the crowd.

F/N nudges you and winks ‘I swear Jensen is looking at you!’ nodding her head towards him. You glance up, and sure enough, those mesmerising eyes meet yours. You hold his gaze, smiling slightly, and tilt your head to the side. You can feel your cheeks start to redden but are determined not to be the first one to look away.

Just then, Jared starts nudging him, ‘Hey buddy! Cat got your tongue?!’

He turns away, smirking, but not before slowly licking those incredible plump lips. F/N almost loses it, gripping your hand whispering, ‘He is totally flirting with you I’m telling you!’

‘Don’t be mental!’ you tell her, laughing, but inside your shaking. Is he? No, he can’t be?

The questions keep on coming until Jensen picks up the guitar. There is an audible hush around the room when he starts to play. His fingers move quickly and deftly over the strings and you recognise the song. It’s ‘Love Walked In’ by Thunder. He slowly raises his head to the microphone, looks you straight in the eye and starts to sing.

‘So tired of waiting I walked an empty land

I was looking for something to help me understand

But bad luck kept turning my dreams into sand

I didn't want pity, I had my share of friends

I wanted somebody more special than the rest

I was aching inside like I was approaching the end

Just about that moment the timing was so right

You appeared like a vision sent down to my life

I thought I was dreaming when I saw you that night

That's when love walked in through my door

That familiar feeling I had once before

love walked in through my door

And it felt so strange’

You stare intently at him the whole time he is singing. The look on his face and the sparkle in his eyes makes you realise that you haven’t been imagining it. It’s as though you are the only two people in the room. You are certain that time has stopped and your lungs fail to take in deep breaths.

All too soon the song ends to huge applause. Jensen finally averts his gaze from yours and puts the guitar back on its stand.

‘Thank you so much!’ he says bowing ‘hopefully see you at the photo opportunity!’ The boys leave the stage, both of them glancing over their shoulders straight at you and F/N.

‘What the fuck just happened then!’ F/N yells throwing her arms around you in tight hug. ‘That man wants you Y/N. He didn’t stop staring at you the whole time he was singing! It’s as though he was undressing you with his eyes!’

Could she be right? All sorts of thoughts are flying around your brain. He probably does this all the time. Chooses someone in the crowd to make feel good for those few moments, then moves on to the next girl.

F/N looks at her watch,‘Come on Y/N. The photo opp with the boys is starting now. I can’t wait to get my hands on Jared!’

You and F/N rush through the throng of people to a side room where quite a crowd has gathered. You sigh, knowing it’s going to be a long wait for you to see Jensen again. The queue seems to go on forever and you can feel yourself getting more and more impatient. After what feels like an eternity, you can finally see them. Laughing and smiling with fans, camera flashes going off all around. F/N sequels, clapping her hands together. ‘Almost there Y/N!’

It’s your turn. Jensen has his back to you, a glass of water in his hand. He turns, and spots you waiting. His beautiful face lights up, lips turning into the biggest smile and he beckons you over. You can hardly move your legs they are shaking so much, but you manage to put one foot in front of the other and walk over to him.

‘Hey!’ He says, his 6ft 1 frame huge compared to yours. You catch a faint whiff of his aftershave and he smells incredible.

“H-hi." you stutter, closing your eyes tightly as you silently curse yourself for your nerves.

‘What’s your name?’ he asks beaming at you.

‘I’m Y/N and this is F/N.’ Gesturing to your friend, but she is completely distracted by Jared who is already engaged in a full blown conversation with her.

‘Y/N,’ he says quietly in his deep, sexy voice. Wow! It sounded even better than you ever imagined when you had fantasised about this moment. ‘I saw you in the crowd, you were sat at the front right?’ He asks.

‘Yes,’ you reply, ‘And you sang one of my favorite songs!’

‘I could tell by looking at you that you would be a rock chick,’ he responds, eyes travelling down your body, back up to your face, ‘girl after my own heart.’

You swallow hard, not quite believing you are having this conversation with him. ‘Look’ he says, putting his arm around you and pulling you towards him. He looks around conspiratorially, ‘I hate the fact we only get a few minutes to chat to everyone, and this is really not something I would normally do, but I can’t leave this town not having gotten to know you a little bit better.’

Your heart stops then quickly picks up its beat again. ‘Well, we are here for the weekend so if you have any down time....’ you say confidently, although inside you have turned to jelly.

Jensen turns away, reaches for a piece of paper and a pen, ‘Write your number down, quickly, before they move you long,’ he chuckles, handing them to you. You do as he asks. The photographer is growing impatient, so Jensen whispers 'How about photo of us?’ and slides his arm around your waist. You reach behind him and silently slip the paper with your number on into the back pocket of his jeans. You feel the swell of his fantastic ass under your hand as you do so and are amazed at how wonderful it feels.

He looks at you and winks, understanding what you have just done, and places his hand on your face, turning you to look at him just as the camera goes off. You smirk up at him, staring into his eyes, hoping this moment could last forever.

‘Can I text you later?’ he husks. All you can do is nod. He gives you a quick hug and steps away from you. You feel F/N grab your arm,shouting ‘Thanks guys you are amazing!’ as she pulls you away.

‘You are not going to believe what just happened!’ F/N squeals, jumping up and down on the spot.

‘Jared asked for your number?’ you ask.

‘How did you know?’

‘Because Jensen asked for mine too!’ You grin as you say it, still not believing it just happened ‘Don’t get too excited though,’ you warn F/N, ‘it doesn’t mean to say they will contact us.’

‘Come on,’ you say to F/N, ‘Let’s check out the expedition hall. I’m starving and there are food and drink stands there. Let’s grab something to eat.’

You're not really that hungry, but need to do something to occupy yourself and after that encounter with Jensen, you need some sugar. You make your way towards the hall, and wander around trying to decide what to get. There’s plenty on offer, and decide on a pancake with maple syrup, and a Diet Coke, hoping it will calm the butterflies that are zooming around in your stomach. F/N heads off to find somewhere to sit as you go to the stand to place your orders.

Tray in hand, you make your way through the crowd to the table she has found. Dropping down into the seat opposite F/N, you take a small bite of your food. It’s delicious, but your mouth is so dry you find it hard to swallow. You take a sip of the Diet Coke, and try to relax.

The first few bars of ‘Back in Black’ alerts you that you have a text, so you pull your phone from your back pocket.

‘Fucking hell!’ You almost drop it when you see the message. Jensen has actually texted you! What the fuck!? How are you going to respond?

‘Nnnooooo,’ F/N yells snatching the phone off you, almost choking on her pancake. ‘Oh my God Y/N. Answer him!’

You take the phone back off her and hand shaking, type a message back. The responses come thick and fast.

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The Best Weekend Of Your Life - Chapter 3

Summary: You are obsessed with Supernatural and go to a convention with your best friend. You are 100% a Dean girl while your friend is a Sam girl. Both Jensen and Jared are single in this. You both catch the guys attention and things go from there. At the end of Chapter 2, you are heading back to your hotel with Jensen and your friend is going back to Jared’s room

Pairing: Jensen x reader, Jared x readers best friend

Word Count: 2820

Warning: Romance, fluff, smut, oral (male receiving, female receiving), sexual language, unsafe sex, and lots more smut!

You make your way through the bar to the waiting car. Opening the back door, you hear Jensen say ‘There she is,’ as you climb in. He slides over to you, resting his arm over your shoulder as Jared drives away from the pavement. You lean into him, your cheek against his hard chest. His fingers start to play with your hair, twirling it around his fingers, chin resting on your head. This feels so perfect, strangely familiar. You feel so safe in his strong arms. You close your eyes, his masculine scent washing over you. ‘You ok?’ he asks softly.

‘I’m perfect,’ you whisper. ‘How about you?’

He places his fingers under your chin and lifts your head to look at him. His gorgeous green eyes are bright, long eyelashes framing them, a serene smile on his lips. ‘I can’t wait to get you alone,’ he says, kissing you softly. ‘You would not believe how much I want you Y/N.’ You can barely speak, and your voice comes out, husky and low ‘Really?’you ask. ‘Really’ he responds.

You feel the car slow, and realise you have reached your hotel. You open the door and jump out of the car. ‘I had better meet you in your room,’ Jensen says. ‘Can’t really go through the foyer. There is a back door we have been using.’

‘Yes of course. It’s room number 212,’ you say. Jensen disappears down the side of the hotel as you open the passenger door hugging F/N. ‘Stay safe you guys,’ you say to her and Jared winking ‘Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do! Text me later F/N.’

‘Very funny’ she responds laughing and closes the door.

‘Nice to meet you Y/N’ Jared shouts through the window as they drive away.

Rushing into the foyer you take the stairs to your room, not wanting to be held up waiting for the lift. Closing the door behind you, you lean your back against it and slowly sink to the floor, your legs unable to support your weight any longer. You can practically see your heart beating in your chest it is thumping so hard. You’re no virgin and have plenty of experience with men, but you have never been with anyone as sexy as Jensen. You hope you’re not a disappointment. You whisper his name, smiling, forcing yourself to stand up.

Quickly scanning the room to make sure it is relatively tidy, you go into the bathroom, spraying a little more perfume and pull a comb through your hair. You stare at your reflection and give yourself a talking to. ‘Come on Y/N, pull yourself together.’

You hear a soft knock on the door. He’s here. Taking a deep breath, and desperately trying to stop your hands from shaking, you open it.

‘Sorry I took so long,’ Jensen says with a sheepish grin. ‘One of the crew grabbed me as I passed, wanting to ask a question.’

‘No problem, come in,’ you say, holding the door wide.

He closes it behind him and before you have a chance to say anything else, he pulls you towards him. His lips meet yours, and he kisses you hard. You can feel the urgency and your mouth automatically responds,tongues moving together as he wraps his strong arms around you.

‘You sure this is OK?’ he whispers against your lips before his kisses trail down your neck. The feeling of his breath causes goosebumps to break out all over your body and your nipples to stiffen. All you could do was nod.‘Nervous?’ he asks.

‘A little,’ you admit, bowing your head. ‘I have been dreaming of this moment for such a long time, and never believed it would happen.Why me Jensen?’ you ask.

He takes his hand in yours and looks into your eyes. `I hadn’t decided what song to sing tonight. But as soon as I spotted you, I knew. The words kinda made sense somehow. Does that sound crazy?’

He looks so beautiful in this moment that you can feel emotion start to well inside you. Putting your hand on his face, you start to caress his cheek with your thumb, feeling the stubble there, following the line of light freckles across his nose. He leans into your palm, closing his eyes, a sweet smile on his perfectly formed plump lips, and pulls you into a strong hug, kissing the top of your head.

Leaning back from his embrace, you lace your fingers behind his neck and pull him down towards you. You place a barely there kiss on his mouth, tracing his lips with your tongue. The kiss gets stronger, more urgent as his hands grip the bottom of your T-shirt lifting it above your head, throwing it to the ground. His mouth moves down to your clavicle, placing small soft kisses along the length of it.

‘Wow, Y/N, you are so sexy,’ he husks as is fingers lightly follow the line of the cup of your bra. He looks into your eyes, a cute quizzical expression on his face, almost as though he was asking for permission to take it off. With a shy smile, you whisper ‘go ahead’.

With eyes hungrily scanning your body, he confidently reaches behind you, quickly popping the clasp of your bra, removing it, exposing your breasts. Your nipples are hard and so sensitive. He leans back slightly to admire them and smiles. ‘You are so beautiful, sweetheart,’ he moans. Taking a pert nipple between thumb and forefinger, he starts to gently massage it as he sinks to his knees taking the other in his mouth. His tongue traces a figure of 8 around the swelling, causing you to moan. A feeling of pure ecstasy travels down through your stomach into your pussy, causing the muscles to contract and your clit start to ache.

You don’t want him to stop but you need to see him. Gripping his face, you pull his head up towards you and start to work on the buttons of his shirt. Fumbling, you chuckle shyly. ‘Ss-sorry,’ you stutter feeling embarrassed.

‘Don’t worry baby, I got this,’ he says quickly taking it off. Pulling the T-shirt he is wearing underneath over his head, he drops it to the floor. You stare at his muscular chest, licking your lips. Tracing your tongue down his neck, you lightly graze your teeth along his shoulder. You hear him take in a breath. He is obviously enjoying this so you continue to kiss down his chest, reaching his nipple. You flick your tongue over it, and suck it into your mouth. Jensen throws his head back, hand on the back of your neck, fingers gripping your hair.

Your hand travels down his stomach, undoing his belt and jeans, You ease them over his large thighs and wriggle them down to his ankles. Kicking off his boots, he steps out of his jeans moving away from you. You look up at him, standing there, in just a pair of tight black boxers, the outline of his cock visible. The vision before you is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. Just looking at him sends glorious shivers down your spine.

‘Let me see you,’ you whisper, gripping his peachy ass cheeks, pulling him towards you.

Slipping your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, you wriggle them down, releasing his thick, hard cock. He kicks them aside. He is so huge, your breath catches in your throat. Sinking to your knees you take his balls in your hand, lightly stroking them, licking the slit clean of the pre cum already glistening there. He tastes amazing. ‘Fuck Y/N,’ you hear him groan.

Sliding your mouth down his cock, and twisting your tongue as you move, you start to suck, hollowing your cheeks. You feel his hand on the back of your head as he gently pushes himself further down your throat, hips beginning a slow rhythm. You take him in, as far as you can, pulling back, then taking him down again. You wrap your fingers around the base, moving your hand, matching his rhythm. Running your tongue along the thick vein on the underside of his cock, you feel him throb. His hands grip your hair tighter, and you notice his legs are shaking.

Kissing the line of downy hair on his stomach, you move up his chest, rising to meet his waiting mouth. His fingers quickly pop the button of your jeans, and he pushes them down. He cups your ass cheeks in his hands and easily lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, forcefully pushing your lips against his as he walks with you still clinging onto him to the bed where he drops you down on to your back. You lie there for a second, giggling, trying to catch your breath.

Starting at your ankle, Jensen brushes his lips up your lower leg, placing soft butterfly kisses on your inner thigh. His fingers grip the side of your black and purple lace panties, and you lift your ass to allow him to move them. Slowly, he slides them down dropping them off the edge of the bed.

‘Perfect,’ he groans, deep and guttural. He crawls up the bed towards you, and you glance down at him. His eyes are shining with lust, as he pushes your knees apart and he licks his lips. Your stomach muscles contract at the sight of him, a slick heat rushing to your clit. You close your eyes, savouring the feeling, when you feel two of Jensen’s fingers ease into your pussy. ‘Damn!’ you moan, pushing your hips up to meet him.

‘You’re so wet,’ he husks as he starts to pump his fingers, building up a rhythm.

Continuing the motion, he bends his head until his mouth replaces his fingers. He runs his tongue through your folds, opening your pussy up to him, and finds your clit. Sucking hard, he groans, the vibration causing you to arch your back. He pushes his hands against the small of you back, mouth sucking even harder on your clit, pulling it in then releasing it, tongue swirling. You push your fingers into his short hair, gripping hard.

The pressure building in your core is almost too much to take. ‘Jensen, I’m going to cum,’ you hiss through gritted teeth. You feel him chuckle softly, as he stops and lifts his head.

‘Please do baby, I need to taste it,’ he says, returning to vigorously eating your pussy. He pushes your legs even further apart so you are fully exposed to him. With his tongue still enjoying your clit, he slips three fingers inside you, finding the same rhythm as before and starts to fuck your hole, bending them at the knuckle, hitting the perfect spot. You feel the spring in your core start to unravel.

‘God Jensen,’ you repeat over and over as your orgasm washes over you. He laps at your juices, tongue delving inside you, drinking every drop.

‘Mmm, you taste incredible,’ you hear Jensen say as you come down from your high. He pulls his body up towards you until your hips are level. His mouth finds yours, and you can still taste yourself on him. ‘I need to be inside you,’ he whispers in your ear before hungrily kissing you.

Your clit starts to throb again, needing him to fill you up, missing the feeling of his fingers in your pussy. You reach down and wrap your fist around his huge, rock hard cock, and slowly start to pump your hand. You can feel it throb as he starts to jerk his hips in time with you.

‘You wet for me baby?’ he asks.

‘Soaking,’ you say, moving your hand so the tip of his cock is in line with your entrance. ‘I want you inside me Jensen,’ you purr into his ear. ‘Please fuck me.’

‘Damn Y/N, you’re so fucking hot,’ he groans, as you feel him nudging at your opening. Slowly and gently he eases into you, letting out an audible sigh as he does. ‘So tight’ he breaths. You feel his hugeness stretch your hole. It takes you awhile to accommodate him, never having had someone so big before but it feels incredible. A small cry escapes your lips.

‘You OK?’ Jensen whispers.

‘Perfect,’ you respond, breathless.

Rising up on his arms, he looks directly into your eyes and pushes all the way into you, filling you completely. You lift your hips to meet his, wrapping your legs around his back, as he buries himself into you, his head in the crook of your neck, the stubble on his cheek rough against your skin. His teeth gently nip your shoulder, and he sucks, lightly at first but as he starts moving faster, the suck gets stronger. You register that it’s going to leave a mark, but you don’t care. Until it fades it will be a reminder of him.

You feel him pulling back, almost to the tip of his cock. ‘Oh my god!’ you whimper. He responds by roughly thrusting back in to you all the way to the base. The feeling of him so deep inside you causes you to see stars. His hips start to move, slowly at first, gradually speeding up.

Using your legs for leverage, you match his movement, perfectly in sync with each other. ‘Your pussy is so warm, so wet,’ Jensen moans into your ear. ‘I need to taste it again.’

Sliding out of you, he lays beside you, his thick cock resting on his stomach. You feel empty without him inside you, but you know what he wants. Straddling him, you move up his body, stopping when your knees are in line with his face. His big hands grabs your ass and pulls you down until your pussy is covering his mouth. Throwing your head back, you push down onto him, as his stiff tongue probes at your slit, finding your hole. You move, finding the sweet spot where he can tongue fuck you as his nose rubs against your clit.

You can feel the pressure building, a knot forming in your stomach and know you are going to cum again. Grinding down onto him, his mouth finds your sensitive nub, and he sucks hard on it. ‘Jesus,’ you hiss through gritted teeth as you feel it start to throb, waves of ecstasy pulsing through you making you gasp, as you release your juices all over Jensen’s tongue, soaking him.

Breathing hard and ragged you lift yourself off him, moving down his body, legs shaking. Your lips meet, and he moans into your mouth. Your warmth reaches his erection, and it slides easily into you as though it belongs there. Your feeling unusually confident, so you sit up, knees either side of him, and start to move your hips. He raises himself, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer. Gasping, he mumbles ‘Y/N, I’m so close.’

‘I want your warm cum inside me,’ you say in a husky voice.

‘Fuck yes’ he murmurs, a low growl coming from his throat. ‘God Y/N,’ you hear as he buries his head in the crook of your neck. He starts to buck underneath you then stops.

He bites down hard on your shoulder as you feel a hot stream of cum shot deep inside you, just as your floodgates open again, taking you by surprise. The ferocity of your orgasm forces his name from your lips in small, deep gasps.

‘Oh Jensen,’ you repeat over and over as your juices mingle with his, waves of pure joy crashing over you, transporting you to paradise.

You grip onto him, stroking his hair. Breathing heavily, you kiss his head lightly feeling his trembling begin to subside. Your damp hair falls in tendrils around your face as you breath in his scent mixed with the unmistakable aroma of sex. It smells delicious.

Loosening your grip, you lean back slightly. Jensen’s raises his head and smiles at you. ‘Wow’ he murmurs. ‘You are so incredible,’ he says, pulling you down and kissing you softly. ‘That was amazing.’

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The Best Weekend Of Your Life - Chapter 2

Summary: You are obsessed with Supernatural and go to a convention with your best friend. You are 100% a Dean girl while your friend is a Sam girl. Both Jensen and Jared are single in this. You both catch the guys attention and things go from there. At the end of Chapter 1, Y/N has received a text from Jensen asking you and F/N to go for a drink with them

Pairing: Jensen x reader, Jared x readers best friend

Word Count: 2008

Warning: Romance, fluff

You show the messages to F/N. ‘Fuck me Y/N. Seriously?’

‘It sure looks like it! We had better go and freshen up,’ you say with a wink.

Leaving the remains of the food, you rush to the elevator and head back to your room, still not quite believing this is happening. Your heart is thumping, stomach churning. ‘Is this a dream?,’ you wonder.

‘You reckon they are going to turn up?’ F/N asks you frowning. ‘What if this is some kind of wind up?’

‘Well, all we can do is go out front and see if they are there.’

You quickly jump in the shower, get dressed, changing your top for an AC/DC T-shirt, clean your teeth, reapply your makeup, and spray some perfume. F/N is fussing about, in complete panic. ‘Y/N, this is crazy! Can we really do this?’

‘Look,I’m panicking too F/N, but we got this! It will be so nice to chat and chill out with them,’ you say.

Checking you have everything you need you both leave the room and make your way downstairs. ‘Back in Black’ comes from your phone. It’s Jensen. ‘We are in a Range Rover by the main doors.’

Exiting the hotel, you spot the car parked over the road. Gripping F/N’s hand you head over. The back door swings open and you hear a familiar voice ‘Hey you,’ says Jensen, gesturing for you to get in.

‘Hey right back,’ you respond as you get in next to him.

Jared is in the driver's seat, so F/N jumps in the passenger seat. ‘Where shall we go then guys?’ He asks.

‘There’s a bar a few miles away that has some private booths which should be quiet?’ F/N says turning to you for clarification. You nod.

‘Lead the way pretty lady’ Jared says turning to F/N , smirking. He starts the car and with F/N as navigator, starts to drive.

‘So,’ Jensen says twisting his body to face you. ‘Tell me more about yourself, Y/N’

He has said your name again. His voice is so deep and sexy that you feel heat rush down through your stomach and a warm feeling begins to pool between your legs. Can him just saying your name really have this effect on you? You cross your legs hoping that the fact you are getting turned on isn’t obvious.

‘Nothing to tell really,’ you say. You give him some brief personal details about yourself but don’t want to say too much in case you bore him. You end the statement with, ‘I’m pretty normal really’

‘I don’t think you’re pretty normal,’ he says, sliding over the seat to get nearer to you. He stops as his muscular thigh touches yours. Damn! The pool between your legs is spreading, getting hotter and you feel yourself start to redden.

‘Love the T-shirt by the way,’ he says. He moves the edges of your jacket so he can see the full print. Just then,‘Back in Black’ rings out from your phone, ‘Awesome ringtone too,’ he chuckles. You decide to ignore the phone, as you don’t want anything to distract you from this moment.

‘I love AC/DC,’ you say, ‘Plus Back In Black is part of Supernaturals soundtrack.’ You grin as you look up at him.

Those deep green eyes are looking directly into yours. Straight into your soul. You drop your gaze down to his delicious lips. He runs his tongue over them, still staring at you, and you become undone. You have never been so turned on in your life and you are not sure what to do with the feeling. You shift in the seat, and thank God that you have arrived at the bar. The way you feel right now, you are afraid you will jump on Jensen there and then.

Jared gets out of the driver's seat and opens the car door for F/N, and Jensen does the same for you. ‘Why thank you Sir,’ you say, giving a mock bow, hoping a bit of humour will lighten the obvious sexual tension there is between you. ‘You’re welcome, sweetheart,’ he responds, bowing backing at you. You giggle, and he slips his arm around your waist, drawing you closer to him.

You go into the bar and see that F/N was right, it’s pretty quiet, with lots of empty booths. You find one and sit down. ‘What you drinking ladies?’ Jared asks. You ask for your favorite drink.

‘I’ll give you a hand’ F/N says and they leave you and Jensen alone, F/N glances over her shoulder and smirks as they walk away.

‘Ok so,’ Jensen says sliding into the booth next to you. ‘Now we are alone for a few moments, there is something I need to do,’ he says. ‘But I want to make sure you’re ok with it first.’

‘Go on...’ you say, not really sure where this conversation is heading.

‘I need to kiss you,’ he says, taking your hand, softly running his thumb over the back of it. Your brain starts screaming, ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck! Yes, yes please!’

‘Wow, you’re a real gentleman,’ you say, your voice slightly breaking with desire. ‘You’re very welcome to kiss me if you wish’

He slowly leans towards you, cupping your face in his large hands. His lips touch yours and the feeling is like nothing you have ever known. Pure electricity sparks between you, the heat between your legs returning with a vengeance. You slowly close your eyes and drink in the scent of him. He runs his tongue along your bottom lip, requesting entry, so you allow him in. Your tongues meet, soft at first, then more urgent. He rests his hand on the back of your neck, thumb slowly stroking the soft skin there. His lips are a perfect fit with yours. It’s as though they were designed to meet each other. You sink into his kiss, legs shaking. If this is what heaven feels like then you never want to leave. You wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and pull yourself nearer to him, the movement not disturbing your rhythm.

A jumble of thoughts rush through your brain as you fall deeper and deeper into the sweet abyss that is Jensen’s kiss.

You hear a slight cough and unwillingly open your eyes. Jared and F/N have returned from the bar and Jared has a big grin on his face. ‘Getting to know each other better I see,’ he says with a laugh. You pull your face away from Jensen’s, blushing furiously.

‘Dude, timing!’ Jensen says taking the beer Jared holds out to him. F/N places your drinks on the table and sits down opposite you, flashing you a huge smile. Jared slides in beside her.

You quickly pick up your glass, needing the alcohol hit after that glimpse of paradise and take a sip. Fucking hell, that guy can kiss. No one has ever made you feel that way before. You can still taste him on your lips.

Jared and F/N are talking and laughing, sitting very close to each other, clearly getting on extremely well. Jensen places his hand lightly on your thigh which makes you jump slightly. ‘Sorry babe, didn’t mean to scare you,’ he says. It’s warm and gentle as he starts to stroke your leg under the table. You love that he just called you babe. You can feel that he is looking at you, so you turn to him to see a slight smirk on his face. He leans in and whispers in your ear, ‘They seem to be getting on well.’ Nodding towards Jared and F/N.

‘They do,’ you whisper back.

‘And so are we,’ he says, his voice low and deep. You can feel his breath on your neck as he speaks causing the hairs on your arms to tingle.

‘I think we are,’ you respond breathlessly. His lips are almost touching yours, as his hand starts to travel up your thigh. You tremble under his touch, which he can clearly feel under his palm. He runs his hand up your thigh, squeezing as he goes and you can feel your juices start to flow. You are so wet right now, and God it feels good. You start to run your fingers lightly over the inside of his arm, and turn to him. His eyes are closed, a look of desire on his face, lips slightly parted. ‘Is that nice?’ you ask.

‘Mhm,’ he responds,’that’s wonderful.’

You rest your other hand on his leg, feeling how muscular his thigh is. He wriggles slightly, causing your hand to move closer to his groin. Your fingers brush his cock through his jeans, and you’re delighted to feel he’s hard. You’re clearly having the same effect on him as he is on you. You look up at him with hooded eyes.

‘Fuck Y/N,’ he whispers. ‘ Have you any idea what you’re doing to me?’

‘I think I can take I guess’ you say

‘Are you in any rush to get home?’ He asks, taking your hand in his and lacing your fingers together.

‘No, we have a room in the same hotel as the convention’

‘Hmm interesting’ he grins mischievously ‘I want to find out if you taste as good as you look’

Your heart stops and you swallow hard. A pit of anxiety, and nerves opens up in your stomach, mingling with lust and passion.

He is interrupted by Jared. ‘Um guys, shall we drink up and get out of here?’ he says. You have forgotten they were there as you are so caught up in Jensen. Both him and F/N are slightly flushed, and it is clear they have been having a similar conversation to you.

‘Good call,’ Jensen says, downing his beer before taking your hand. You quickly drain your glass, and he pulls you from the booth. He puts his arm around your waist, leading you towards the door.

F/N slips between you. ‘May I steal Y/N for a moment?I need to use the little girls room.’

‘Sure,’ he says kissing you lightly. ‘Meet you in the car.’ You watch the boys as they leave.

F/N grabs your arm and pulls you into the ladies. ‘Oh My God Y/N, Jared’s asked me back to his room!’ she says eyes shining. ‘It’s in a hotel nearby. You ok if we drop you and Jensen back at our hotel and I’ll meet back up with you in the morning?’

‘Perfect idea! He just told me he wants to find out if I taste as good as I look, so may not be a good idea if you’re in the room!’ You chuckle.

‘Ewwww,’ she says, slapping you lightly on the arm, ‘ I love you but that’s taking a friendship too far!’

You turn to the mirror and see that you are positively glowing. You have never felt so happy, yet terrified at the same time. ‘What if he thinks I’m crap?’ you ask F/N.

‘Don’t be so fucking stupid!’ She hisses at you. ‘You are one sexy bitch, and Jensen obviously thinks that!’

‘Let’s get out of here then!’ You say, pushing her towards to door laughing.

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Author: Anna

Title: Thunder

Pairing: Castiel/Reader

Character/s: Castiel, mentions of the Winchester boys, dickhead boyfriends

Word Count: 1, 586 words

Warnings/Tags: Phonophobia, caring Cas, no smut just fluff

Summary: Imagine watching a thunderstorm with Cas/Imagine being scared of thunderstorms and Cas staying to make you feel safe.

Notes: Guys, if you like the fic with the link and you read my fic, please like the fic as well so I know you like it! Thanks!

Teaser:

You were a hunter, and a damned good one at that. Ghosts? Easy. Werewolves, vampires, wendigos? Piece of cake. Demons? Run of the mill. When it came to the supernatural, it took a lot to scare you.

But when it came to thunderstorms, you were left shitless.

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Author: Anna

Title: Constructive Criticism

Pairing: Gabriel/Plus-size!Reader

Character/s: Gabriel, various OCs

Word Count: 5, 451 words

Warnings/Tags: Fluff, bad attempts at romance on Gabriel’s and the author’s behalf, plus size reader, Casa Erotica (but no smut, sexual references), there is also a scene where you stab yourself, brief mentions of domestic abuse/violence (hallucination)

Summary: When you feel that the romance in your relationship had gone, you made a minor comment to Gabriel, who, of course, took it the wrong way. So, he tries to adjust your relationship, trying to keep it simple before going out full Gabriel style.

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Teaser:

Even though you and Gabriel had been efectively dating since Sam’s return from Hell, he had never asked you, so he didn’t deem it official. So, the two of you ‘began’ being a couple about six months after you fought off your last leviathan, moving back to America shortly afterwards.

That had been about two years ago now, and although you were content with your relationship, you had begun to feel as if Gabriel was beginning to lack in a certain department. A much needed department. Something that you felt every relationship needed in order for both parties to be satisfied with the outcome.

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Author: Anna

Title: Sorrow’s Hold

Pairing: Crowley/Reader

Character/s: Crowley, the Winchesters, mentions of Jack and Castiel

Warnings/Tags: Post Season 12 (major season 12 spoilers, minor season 13 spoilers), Crowley lives because he’s my fave, depression, talks of suicide, just general poor mental health, talks of a favourite person, psychosis/hallucinations, disassociation, mood swings, anger, like some semi-intense descriptive writing

Summary: Your depression takes a massive hold over you shortly after Crowley’s death and without him to help you with your thoughts, you can slowly feel yourself slipping away.

Notes: I'm accepting requests now, so send me a pm or comment on the story not this link if you have a request.

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Teaser:

When Sam and Dean returned with Jack and no Crowley or Cas, you instantly knew something was wrong. Hell, you knew something was wrong the day before but no matter how many times you called the boys, they didn’t pick up. So, when they walked through the door, you were a nervous wreck. It took one look at Dean and Sam to know what had happened.

“What happened?”

“Y/N….” Sam starts, hesitating and Dean just flat out refusing to talk. “Cas….he was stabbed by Lucifer before we could close the riff. And….the spell we needed required a life. Crowley, he killed himself so it’d work.” 

You hadn’t released that you sat down in shock and that tears were streaming. You were silent, vocal cords frozen in disbelief. “He’ll be back.” You swear, voice wobbling, giving away the fact you knew he was going to stay dead.

Sam’s hand rests on your shoulder, trying to provide you with some level of comfort. “Y/N…I’m sorry, but I don’t think he is.”

Shortly after, you snapped.