Away From The Public
Pairing: Jensen x Female!Publicist!Reader
Word count: 3,366
Summary: Lingering looks and touches between Jensen and Y/N at The Boys premiere could put their friendship and working relationship on the line as they can't fight their feelings anymore.
Warnings: Swearing, mild angst, smut: dirty talk, oral sex (female receiving), brief handjob, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap it up people), fluff
A/N: As soon as I saw this photo from The Boys premiere, I knew what I wanted to do with it, and I really like how this turned out, so I hope you all do too! As always, happy reading and enjoy! :) beta’d by my love @evergreencowboy.
Cheers came from the crowd behind the barriers as Y/N stepped out of the black SUV. She buttoned up the blazer of her completely black ensemble, apart from her red patent leather heels, standing beside the open car door, waiting for the next person to get out. She saw several fans moving back and forth, trying to see who was about to step onto the carpet, giggling to herself. She always loved this part.
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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