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Jared was getting antsy, Jensen promised he’d come out to the party after all. While he loved every single person on their crew, many of whom he’d worked with and celebrated many life changing events with, he was missing his sidekick, his other half. The place rented out for them was located by the waterfront in Vancouver BC, a bar called Mahony’s Tavern. Per usual the entire venue was reserved for just them, open bar and free food for everyone. Admission was tightly controlled with QR codes to ensure that local overeager fans couldn’t make their way inside unnoticed.
He was dressed for a night out business casual as far as he was concerned in well-fitted dark denim jeans, a black button down shirt, a slim fitting black blazer jacket from Gucci and a Burberry scarf that picked up his light and dark gray suede sneakers. To finish it off and for his own comfort, a trusty navy blue beanie was currently in his jacket pocket.
He loved seeing everyone outside of work, some of them dressed to the nines, short hems, sexy figure hugging sequin dresses while some of the men wore tuxedos and suits. The people here used to pretty much be his family away from home. But his one true North here in Hollywood North always has been and will be Jensen, his gorgeous former co-star and his something more for the past 4 years.
He was having an intriguing conversation with the guy who took care of the nine 67 Chevy Impalas they had used since season 1. They both stopped talking when there was a rise in the buzz of voices across the room. They both looked towards the commotion and when their eyes met it was like there wasn't anybody else in the room. Dark, predatory emerald eyes met wide hazel ones across the room before Jensen started walking towards Jared, greeting people heartily and with practiced ease while eyefucking him the entire time. The car guy smirked beside Jared, entirely in on what was happening because the two leads from Supernatural were by no means as secretive about their romantic relationship as they’d like to think they were. Jared’s mouth went dry, and his fitted jeans were quickly becoming tighter as his semi-hard cock was flirting with the zipper. Jensen was wearing the suit; THE suit. He had explained to Jared how he’d found this hole-in-the-wall bespoke tailor in Vancouver and ordered himself a power suit and this was it.
The slim fit suit was classic black cotton, single line, three button jacket with the bottom most button undone and his sexy bowlegs hugged in all the right places by a pair of slim-fit dress pants sitting perfectly above a pair of equally black socks and polished black leather dress shoes with a stacked heel. The button down dress shirt was starched and crisp white with a white undershirt and a slim necktie in a satiny black fabric with diagonal dark emerald green stripe pattern that emphasized his eyes perfectly. Jensen’s hair was as long as Jared’s and he had a nice stubble going. The juxtaposition of the slightly messy face and that perfectly tailored sharp suit made for an insanely sexy look. Jensen was built more than he would have been during Dean Winchester times. He was still sporting all the extra muscle and ripped torso he trained so hard for to play Soldier Boy for Kripke’s new show. The suit jacket showed all that off perfectly and without any fabric pulling where it shouldn’t, the suit truly was a piece of magnificence. Jared held his glass of neat bourbon mid-air, literally slack-jawed, while he watched Jensen approach. A soft brush of fingers against his own brought him back to the present when Jensen “borrowed” his glass right out of his hand. He brought it up to his plush lips and made a show of taking a sip, arching his neck up and back just a bit more than he needed to. When Jared remained silent he arched a single eyebrow pointedly at him. Jared had seen fans fawn over Jensen at conventions for years and lose their ability to string words together in his presence and now he fully understood why. He had this aura that emanated from the inside out, commanded respect without being arrogant and he exuded a decidedly alpha male confidence that made people flock around him, Jared included. “Nice jeans Jared. Fancy another drink?” Jensen leaned in close to Jared’s ear, his voice a deep rumbling whisper, as he hugged him close and surreptitiously slid his thigh up against Jared’s semi-hard erection for just a split second. The whimpered groan that Jared tried to choke off at inception fell from his lips anyway, albeit only audible to Jensen whose grin he could feel against his cheek when they hugged. Jensen smelled amazing, fresh crisp clean pine scent and something just purely Jensen that assaulted Jared’s senses and caused a visceral reaction in him every time it climbed into his nostrils.
“I’ll grab us another round, want one too Frank?” he asked the car guy beside them who was hiding a snicker behind his hand. Jensen headed off to the bar but not before winking at Jared for good measure. This was going exactly as Jensen intended. He picked up the 2x bourbons for Frank and Jared and a negroni for himself. The three of them fell into easy conversation about life and what Frank had been up to since the end of Supernatural, with Jared talking animatedly about the red mustang they used on Walker.
The evening went on and yet Jared seemed to be spending it half-hard. Jensen would, at every opportune moment, do things that just pushed Jared’s buttons. Whether it was throwing a sexual innuendo joke his way, bending over the pool table entirely too gratuitously for Jared’s viewing pleasure or secret sensual touches here and there whenever he got the chance and privacy to do so. After just two hours of catching up with everyone and making plans for a smaller scale brunch and dinner with some of the people they were really close to for the following day, Jensen bid his farewells and simply walked out of the bar. Jared was in the middle of a convo with their former makeup assistant when he noticed Ackles stride out the bar, his face stormy and not sparing a sideways glance at Jared or anyone else. It is then that Jared noticed one of the crew girls’ plus one holding his jaw. Jared walked up to the guy and demanded to know what happened. “I was just joking around and then he punched me.” “You called him a bloody peacock Steve what did you think would happen, can you be any more disrespectful, we are done! Get outta here.” Jared’s eyebrows met his hairline at that statement and he gave her a thumbs up before jogging after Jensen who was already half a block over.
“Hey Ackles!! Wait up!” he shouted as he was sprinting after him. The sidewalk was wet from earlier rain showers and reflected all the colorful Christmas lights beautifully, it would have made for a romantic atmosphere under different circumstances. When Jensen didn’t slow down or stop, he started running outright and grabbed him by the shoulder. “Get away from me Steve!” Jensen yelled in Jared’s face, arm out ready to punch him out. “Whoa, whoa, deep breath Ackles. He’s not worth it.” Jensen’s arm dropped instantly when he realized who was in front of him. His face still held some angry tension and Jared moved in, right there on a street corner in Vancouver, and started rubbing his neck and shoulders. “What’s got you so riled up Jensen? What did he say?” “He was bashing you and is a homophobic bigoted piece of shit is what he is. Called me a damn peacock. I mean come on seriously what century are we in and this is frigging Vancouver shouldn’t have to deal with that kind of shit here.” “You know that Kelly literally kicked him to the curb right after? Broke things off with him then and there and had him thrown out of the party.” “I always liked her.” Jensen admitted and coupled with Jared’s relaxing touch he morphed back into the playful, happy Jensen he’d been all evening long. “I’m sorry for dragging you away from the party Jay, do you wanna go back in?” Jensen offered, knowing how much Jared loved this crew and the family they represented to them. “Nah I’m good we got lunch and dinner plans for tomorrow so let’s head out and just catch up, you and me.” “Oh I intend to make you catch a whole lot tonight Jared. My place?” Before Jared could stammer a response, Jensen’s hand held firmly onto his and he was dragged towards the Fairmont Pacific Rim hotel. "Is this where you’re staying?” Jared couldn’t help the astonishment in his voice. “That’s where I’m staying.” Jensen answered not going into details. They were used to staying at the Sutton Hotel before they got their own places in the city during Supernatural. The Sutton was CWs go-to to put up their guest actors and semi-regulars that appeared on the show. The Fairmont Pacific Rim, however, was on another level in terms of luxury, boasting a rooftop pool and beautifully appointed rooms that easily cost upwards of $400 a night.
They made it up to Jensen’s floor and Jared’s jaw dropped when he saw the corner room with a king-size bed Jensen had scored for himself. “Wow Ackles I’m staying over this is way nicer than the room I got.” “I was counting on it.” Jensen whispered and there it is that predatory look in his leaf-green eyes. Jared watched him wide-eyed, as Jensen took off his suit jacket and loosened the tie and dropped it on the bed nearby. He made a show of pulling the black leather belt from his pants before dropping it beside the tie. He knew he had Jared’s full attention and dropped his gaze to focus on undoing the top two buttons of the white button down shirt and slowly folded up the sleeves of it, the ripples of muscle in his shoulders, arms and torso as he did all this has Jared licking his lips unconsciously. Jensen was built and he couldn’t wait to get his hands on him. Jared never even considered taking off his own clothes, too busy staring at the man before him. Once he was done Jensen stalked towards Jared swiftly and slammed him with a surprised huff against the decadent wallpaper of the room. Jensen’s lips were soft, dry and perfect and he kissed Jared like he owned him. It had been a while since they’d last seen each other, Jared busy filming Walker in Texas and Jensen shooting The Boys in Toronto. A situation not exactly conducive to spontaneous meetups, to say there was some pent up sexual energy and need to feel every inch of each other's skin would be an understatement. Jared was a big tall guy and he gave as good as he got and within seconds switched their positions to nestle one of his long legs between Jensen’s, rubbing up against the hard length hidden in those impeccable tight dress pants. Now devouring Jensen with a passionate kiss of his own while keeping him pinned with his 6’4” muscled body against the wall.
Jensen however had a few new moves up his sleeve thanks to the fight and stunt training they had him do in preparation for his role as Soldier Boy and Sheriff Beau Arlen in Big Sky. Yes Jared had height on him but with all the weight training he had been doing, Jared was no match for him. He grabbed Jared by his hair with one hand to pull him backwards which created maneuvering room and made Jared take a step to balance himself, thus removing his leg from between Jensen’s. Once he had the space for it, he quickly grabbed Jared’s wrist and pulled it into a rear wrist lock that forced Jared’s arm behind his back. He then crowded up behind Jared and walked him over to the floor to ceiling glass windows overlooking downtown Vancouver. “I’m gonna fuck you right up against these windows where everyone can see.” The promise sent a shiver down Jared’s spine, this is how their dynamic works, they would switch at times but Jared preferred it this way. “Hands on the windows Jared.” Jensen instructed while he got to work undressing him. He started with the fancy scarf, Jared’s jeans, sneakers and socks came next before he had him lower his hands so he could divest him of his jacket and button down. He replaced Jared’s hands against the cool glass beside his head and checked in with him. Jared’s heart rate was up, palms slightly sweaty from nervous anticipation and the public exposure. The fact that Jensen left him in his boxers made it exciting and sexy to Jared. He knew Jensen would never do anything to him that he wasn’t comfortable with. He had his back,no matter what and had proven that many times over. Jensen curled himself around Jared’s back and hugged him while peppering his neck and shoulders with gentle kisses and small nips here and there. Jared fully rested against the window with Jensen not giving him any other choice removing all leverage. If this was anyone other than Jensen behind him, Jared would be freaking out right about now but with Jensen it triggered the rise of calm energy within him, the knowledge that he could let go and give himself over to whatever Jensen had planned for them tonight. He can feel that high-quality soft fabric and the various bumps of seams and buttons of his shirt against his exposed back, Jensen is still fully clothed and bestowing sweet touches and affection on him. With the continued reverent affection, Jared’s cock rose fully to the occasion and was now creating a small dark spot on his blue boxers, the cool surface of the glass against it a titillating sensation. Jensen ran his hands down Jared’s back, around to the front to give each nipple some attention and only briefly brushed across Jared’s fully hard length, leaving it captured in his underwear. As he did so Jared followed the hand trying to get more but was denied. Jensen ran his hands up to Jared’s hair and held his face flat against the window. “So needy already darlin’.” He bit down on Jared’s pulse point worrying the skin to leave behind a masterful hickey, a keening whimper escaped Jared at the frisson of pain.
“Keep your hands up on the glass beside your head unless I tell you otherwise. Can you do that for me, sugar?” He can hear the snick of the cap opening when Jensen lubes up his right hand’s fingers and pulls down Jared’s boxers to just underneath his pert peachy butt. He slapped Jared a few times on either cheek and Jared leaned into each smack, presenting himself beautifully to Jensen. He could feel well-lubed fingers slide in between the cleft of his butt and down over the furled opening, gently rubbing across it a few times before Jensen’s index finger pushed in slowly. Jared was tight and hot around his digit. The sensations sent Jensen’s own arousal soaring at the prospect of having something else in there soon. Jared gasped, his whole body tensed and pushed back against Jensen. The first few moments were always a tiny bit painful but quickly suffused by pleasure as the finger gently rubbed across that sensitive spot within him. Jensen brought his other hand around to his front and slowly started working Jared’s erection while he moved his finger in and out of the velvet heat, which resulted in more appreciative soft noises from Jared’s slightly parted lips. He took his time opening Jared up and worked him slowly and deliberately both front and back adding in gentle kisses to his back and worked his way up to three fingers which he was now scissoring quite easily within the loosened rings of muscle.
Jared had lost coherency some time ago as he was caught up in the stimuli from both of Jensen’s hands. He was nowhere near close to coming but desperate to get more, more pressure, more speed, more Jensen. “Look at you Jay, wanton, gaping and so beautiful for me, can’t even say any words anymore, so hopelessly turned on aren’t you? Love you like this Jay, love you.” The way Jensen said all of this is always with reverence, love and heartfelt appreciation, they may be confirmed soulmates as Sam and Dean in Supernatural but Jared is convinced that the definition applied to them in real life too. He fought his own instincts so hard when Jensen continued his sweet torture of masterfully tightening that coil of arousal in Jared’s gut one well placed thrust and twist at a time keeping him wanting and on the edge. “Jen…. aah…. Fuu.. ngh…. Aah.. Pleeeeease Jen, please.” The fact that Jensen gave no verbal response to Jared’s strung out plea for more, spoke volumes about his own level of excitement. He single-handedly undid the closure of his dress pants and pulled his painfully hard cock, lined it up with Jared and at last sunk into him. He gripped Jared’s slim hips with both hands for leverage starting out with slow languid strokes burying himself against Jared’s prostate every time before picking up a harsher, rough and fast pace the way they both liked it. Each plunge into the tight heat is a show of love, mutual respect, appreciation and simultaneously a word of apology for having been apart too long. Jared couldn’t contain the punched out grunts and rumbled moans anymore as Jensen drove in hard as bottoming out on every stroke. “Love. You. So. Much. Jare.” Jensen growled out accentuating each word with a slam of his hips against Jared’s who was now once more plastered against the window with the sheer force of Jensen’s thrusts.
Jensen clutched a handful of Jared’s hair and pulled his head back sharply to give him a surprisingly soft and loving kiss while he continued his unrelenting assault on his prostate. Jared could feel the heat racing through every cell of his body as he rushed towards the finish line, the pleasure was heavenly and exceptional and with Jensen reaching around and giving him two perfect pulls on his very red and blood-filled length he tumbled over the edge and came messily inside his boxers. His entire body went lax, legs giving out from under him and it was Jensen’s insane leg strength that kept him up against that window with surprising ease as Ackles came in hot deep spurts within his, his body seizing up with the climax that burst through him faster than expected. Jensen pressed his body against Jareds, legs slightly bent to support the taller man’s hips and weight overall before he laying his hands over top of Jared’s which were still beside his head against the window pane. “I missed you Jare, so much.” Jared was beyond words and made a nondescript closed-mouthed noise in acknowledgement.
After a few minutes of their breathing calming down Jensen pulled out gently, hugging Jared closely from behind and walked them both over to the bed. He let his gentle giant partner flop down on the covers, while he went off in search of a warm cloth to clean them both up. He dragged Jared’s boxers off and cleaned up his release and didn’t miss out on tasting Jared while he did so by licking a cum covered finger clean in a rather obscene manner. Jared barked out a laugh at him, every bone in his body relaxed with post-orgasmic happiness.
Jensen managed to get Jared to sit up long enough so he could pull the sheets and blanket down and get them both settled. Jensen rested his head on Jared’s chest nuzzling his head underneath the taller man’s chin, while Jared’s long arm came around his shoulders and pulled him in tight against him. “I love you Jen.” “I love you Jared.”