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During the game Luka would catch Jensen trying to record him secretly, but it honestly stood out to Luka. Somehow instead of this recording making Luka play bad, it was actually that ego boost that he needed. This may have all been a mistake, or a delusion just coming from Luka’s dirty mind, but he didn’t care, he liked the feeling of at least being in frame of the video. The idea of being saved in Jensen’s camera roll was exciting enough for him.
Spurs - 93
Mavericks - 116
After patting himself down in the locker room, Luka walked out onto the court, he noticed someone waiting.
This was straight out of a fantasy.
It was Jensen Ackles.
Luka made eye contact with him and decided to actually start a conversation.
“I really liked you in ehh.. Supernatural. I am still working on The Boys,” Luka said cowardly.
“Really? I was in town and decided to get tickets to watch the Mavs. I just wanted to see what it was about.” Jensen replied rather more boldly, especially for an awkward moment.
“Can I get picture?” Luka asks in his choppy english, then he gets all fuzzy about it after realizing.
“Sure.” Jensen chuckles a little, but hides it.
After the photo they were about to depart, then Jensen decided to be bold and ask:
“I won’t be in town for long, could we maybe hang out sometime?”
“Ehhh.. Sure! Maybe tomorrow?” Luka’s face just brightened up at the question.
“Can I give you my number?” Jensen asks.
“Yeah.” Luka’s face gets red all over again.
They exchange numbers, shake hands and finally part ways.
Jensen gets back to the penthouse. He feels worked up, he decides that he’s gonna just put the rest of his feelings out on those videos he took. He goes back to his gallery and finds his favorite one, he starts to rub himself through his pants, and as he works at the right pace he can feel his bulge start to form. Once he can’t handle it anymore, he takes off his pants and boxers, and starts grabbing his cock. He lightly strokes, pretending it's Luka’s hand. He gets a sensational feeling, but it’s not near as good as what the real thing could be. Jensen takes the lube he had left on the nightstand and starts applying it to his base, just so he could feel like he was feeling Luka. He holds the phone a little tighter and picks up the pace.
He was making noises now. He was groaning and grunting. He was getting close… then…
Above the screen suddenly a text pops up, it’s from Luka.
“I need to tell you something”
Jensen urgently clicks the message, forgetting about what he’s doing:
“What's up?”
“I like you”
“I do too”
“Can you come over?”
Jensen likes the message the millisecond he reads it. Luka gives him the address and it only builds this tension.
Jensen cleans himself up and forces his clothes on, he’s still hard, but he can suppress it. He just wants to be in the presence of Luka. Like desperately.
By this time, Luka had finished S3, he would also spend time looking at pictures of Jensen and he would even watch interviews of him too. He would fall asleep to scenarios about him. Hopefully now that Jensen agrees to come over, he can make those real now.
After a few minutes Jensen pulls up.
He knocks on the door and the anticipation just feels like it's gonna eat him alive.
Luka answers the door and urges him in.
Luka pulls him in and leans down hesitantly, breathing on his lips and pausing for a second.
Jensen nods.
Luka closes off the tension and kisses Jensen softly. Jensen relaxes and gives himself right back to Luka, kissing a little more eager than how Luka was. Jensen might’ve been wanting this more than Luka.
After they kept deliberately showing how much they wanted to go further, they decided they would.
Luka leads Jensen to the couch, as he does so, Luka doesn’t wanna let go of this embrace that they’re having. It feels very captivating to Jensen that Luka really wants him too.
Luka pushes Jensen onto the couch and straddles him. He gets all handsy and runs his hands under Jensen’s shirt as he kisses all over Jensen’s face. Pecking at his chin, bottom lip and jawline, then he gets more greedy and takes off his shirt so he can nab wherever he wants.
Jensen groans in annoyance, he’s being teased, he’s ready to get to the part, but he takes note and realizes that Luka doesn’t like to be rushed, and he’s taking his time. Something about that made Jensen a little more excited. He gently lifts the shirt off of Luka and feels his hot but soft skin, Luka whimpers a little bit, which makes Jensen smirk a little bit.
"Are you sensitive?" Jensen asked more in a poking-fun way.
Luka just blushes and looks a little off.
Jensen traces around Luka's chest and lightly squeezes his nipple.
Luka winces and bites his tongue, making a weird noise.
Jensen continues his toying with Luka's soft spot, knowing he enjoys it. This factor of being overwhelmed builds more and more arousal on Luka, which makes him more and more ready to take everything off, and show what he really wants.
"Jensen..." Luka mutters softly.
"What?" Jensen tugs once more, making Luka yelp.
"I-I'm ready." He spoke a little louder this time.
"You are?" Jensen grins once again.
"Mhm." Luka replies.
Jensen moves his hand, Luka gets off of Jensen and quickly takes off his sweatpants, socks, and boxers. As Luka is getting undressed, he'd watch Jensen in awe.
There he was standing naked, on display, while holding a bottle. Luka's heart had to have skipped a beat.
Luka gets onto the couch, then he gets on his knees and slowly moves down, arching his back, showing off to Jensen that he's ahead. Jensen looks at the sight feeling something really grab at him, he then finally snaps out of it realizing he's truly experiencing one of those tales he thought that could only live in his mind, he gently applies lube onto Luka's hole, then graciously shoves in two fingers to prep Luka up.
Luka lets out a little shocked moan.
"It's okay." Jensen assures him. He rubs his back to calm him down a bit, Luka was tensed up.
When Jensen finishes getting Luka set, he moves his two fingers in there to get a reaction out of Luka.
In response, Jensen just gets a muffled groan back. Luka was biting the couch cushion to hide his noises.
Jensen scoffs, he lightly tugs at Luka's hair to pull him out of gnawing on a cushion.
"Don't be embarrassed, I wanna hear it." Jensen demands, but he still has a lighthearted demeanor to what he says.
"Y-yes sir." Luka nods.
Jensen nods back in approval, he gently pushes into Luka, but not fully. Luka calls out in excitement. This motivates Jensen, he pushes in all the way, slowly paced. Luka is noisy, which makes Jensen wanna go further. He starts to go quicker. Thrust after thrust, Jensen can feel himself mingling in with the noises Luka is making. Luka pleaded to Jensen to make him overwhelmed. He does exactly that. He goes faster, his nails now digging into Luka's waist and his hand creeping up his spine to pull on his hair again. That seemed to be the right button to push when CRACKING Luka.
Luka starts crying out Jensen's name. Jensen's hand travels from the hip to the thigh, hastily rubbing it, not so gentle or considerate. Jensen's hand completes the loop and he grabs Luka's dick, stroking it roughly and feeling the cum leaking down like a broken sprinkler, but the sprinkler still knows its function.
Jensen is getting close to finishing, he's now slamming in and out of Luka, his hand is working overtime, trying to get him to get there at the same timing. Luka is being as loud as ever and suddenly, Luka shoots out onto the couch and lets out a loud coo.
Jensen wasn't done yet, he moves his hand back to Luka's chest to fondle with before collapsing on top of Luka.
He goes in one last thrust and comes inside of Luka. Jensen falls onto Luka and holds him into a tight hug for a bit before pulling out.
No words are spoken for some time while they're just laying there together, panting.
Jensen looks over at Luka, he squeezes his cheek and whispers:
"I love you, Luka."
Luka blushes and grins at Jensen's words then responds back:
"I love you too, Jensen."