Part Tags: public teasing, public blowjob, risky sex, edging
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Luckily, thanks to Jensen’s alibi about Y/N receiving a personal call, it doesn’t seem all that out of place that she’s now sharing a fourth bottle of wine with Bri and Kim, and they’re sitting together gossiping like teenage girls. Jensen’s glad he invited the girls so it wasn’t so intimidating, but he’s not sure he likes the dirty looks Y/N shoots his way every once in a while. Not that he can blame her, he was a bit of a dick back in the bathroom not letting her finish on his face, but he fully intends on making it up to her once they get back to the hotel room.
Eventually, they all agree that they should call it a night, given the early start they have with photo ops in the morning, and Jensen intentionally stays back so he and Y/N are the last to leave, wanting to make sure they’re alone for the journey back to the hotel and their room. Y/N is surprisingly slow to finish her wine, given how much Jensen had teased her in the bathroom and how he was sure that she’d want to practically drag him back. But her eyes scan the room as she takes small sips of the crimson liquid and smiles at him delicately from behind the glass when she catches him staring.
It’s Jensen that finds himself growing impatient, as he taps his fingers on the table top and starts to bounce his leg under the table.
“I think we should head back,” he eventually tells her, staring her right in the eye and hoping she can read his mind.
“M’kay,” she agrees with a gentle shrug, putting down her glass and sliding herself out of her seat.
She’s already making her way out of the restaurant before Jensen can get up to follow, but he doesn’t mind the view he gets from behind her. In fact, Jensen intentionally stays a step or two behind her for that very reason most of the way back to the hotel, and Y/N doesn’t seem to mind walking alone. When they get into the hotel they both stand in silence and wait for the elevator, and Jensen isn’t surprised to find the lobby practically empty, and that he and Y/N are the only ones getting in the car at this time. Y/N pushes the floor button and leans against the back of the elevator and Jensen stands with his hands in his pockets facing her as the doors slowly close behind him.
He’d expected her silence to continue on their ascent to the room, so Jensen’s surprised to feel her hands on him as she pushes him against one of the elevator walls, and before he knows it, she’s dropped to her knees, already pulling his cock out of his slacks. Jensen can’t deny, it didn’t really return to complete normal after their moment in the bathroom, because the thought of what the night had instore for them once they were alone has been playing on his mind since then, and he only gets harder as he watches her take him in her hand and then guide him between her lips. She begins to suck, swirling her tongue around his length and already sending him deep enough to make her gag, and Jensen can’t help but moan loudly, his head tipping back as it hits the wall behind him. He hadn’t even considered cameras on the ceiling, or the fact that the elevator could stop and anyone could get on at any moment.
Not until the car jars and stops. Y/N rises back to her feet, cleaning up any mess left behind on her chin as Jensen rushes to put himself away, but luckily they’d just arrived on their floor, and there’s no one on the other side of the doors when they open. Jensen’s heart is beating almost as hard as his cock is throbbing behind his slacks, and still Y/N remains silent as they make their way to the hotel room and Jensen lets them in with his key.
Y/N sighs softly as she disappears into the bathroom, and Jensen bites his bottom lip and wonders whether to follow her, but then he gets a better idea and begins to strip his clothes, making his way to his side of the bed as he climbs on, and lifts his ass to ditch his boxers so he’s finally completely naked. He decides to get under the covers, so when she gets into bed it’s a surprise, given he doesn’t normally sleep naked. His eyes stay trained on the bathroom door as he slowly strokes himself, making sure to keep himself at full hardness while he waits. They’ve both been thoroughly teased now, so she’s bound to be as pent up as he is.
Jensen imagines what’s taking her so long. Maybe she’s changing into lingerie, or taking a quick shower to freshen up. Maybe she’s topping up her makeup. None of it is anything she needs to do, of course, but Jensen’s cock does get a little harder in his grasp when he remembers that one lingerie set she surprised him with recently.
He hears the bathroom door unlock and sits up a little, pushing the comforter down just enough that she should be able to tell that he’s naked underneath, but as she steps out of the bathroom, Jensen can’t help but notice that she’s wearing the oversized t-shirt she likes to wear to bed, and her hair is up in a loose messy bun and her make up has been removed. Not that he doesn’t find her sexy like that, but he’s starting to realise that his chances of scratching that itch are getting increasingly slimmer by the second. He watches Y/N climb into bed next to him, and if she notices his lack of attire she doesn’t comment on it.
“Bri and Kim are bad influences,” she giggles. “I’m so drunk and it’s made me super tired.” Y/N ends her sentence with a loud yawn.
“You were hot tonight,” Jensen tells her, hoping to keep them on track.
“Thanks, I know,” she replies, a slight smirk on her lips. “Night Jen, thanks for introducing me to your friends.”
She leans over and kisses him softly, and Jensen can’t help but feel like he’s been left reeling as she turns off the light and lays down, and yet he’s still sitting there with his cock in his hands.
“Bathroom’s free,” Jensen tells her, stepping out of it with his towel wrapped low on his waist, as he attempts to tense his stomach muscles just to show off.
But Y/N barely looks at him as she thanks him and moves past him to use it herself. He turns to watch her disappear, frowning slightly to himself. He had purposefully gotten up earlier than he needed to, showering extra early so that they’d hopefully have time to resolve some of this pent up tension before they have to start their days. Maybe she just wants to wash beforehand, which Jensen figures is understandable. Still, there’s nothing stopping him from helping her along, especially because she’s left the bathroom door open. He can hear her humming quietly to herself as she steps under the stream of water, and he bites his lip as he peers around the door and takes in the back of her naked body, suds of soap falling down her legs and to her feet. He steps right up to the shower, stripping his towel and opening the door, stepping under the hot stream with her, pressing himself tight against her back.
“Decided I’m still dirty, couldn’t help me with that, could you?” he purrs into her ear.
Y/N turns around with a slight smirk on her lips, and then leans forward to kiss him sensually. Jensen’s cock instantly responds to the kiss as he pulls her in closer, but Y/N pulls back.
“I’m all clean,” she tells him, stepping around him and getting out, grabbing a small white towel to wrap around just enough of her body.
Jensen watches her go, his head spinning a little that once again he’d gotten so close, but he’d been blown off. Is she just being a tease? He’s not ashamed of how quickly he gets back out of the shower and follows her like a lost puppy into the bedroom, watching as she grabs her moisturiser and sits on the bed, beginning to rub the creamy lotion into her skin, making it shine. Jensen knows just how soft it makes her skin, and it makes him want to touch her all the more, but he resists, holding back and just watching for a moment longer as she sensually strokes her upper thigh, lifting her leg just enough to give him a flash up her towel.
“Need help with that?” he offers, stepping closer.
“I’m good, thanks baby,” she smiles brightly. “We’ll be late for breakfast, you should get dressed.”
“Right,” Jensen nods quietly, biting on his bottom lip as he realises that relief won’t come this morning, either.
The morning is busy and chaotic as Jensen stands for photos with fans, and he doesn’t get a break until almost eleven, giving him an hour before his morning panel with Misha. He finds himself being escorted to the green room, and he’s surprised to find himself alone in there, but he doesn’t mind the quiet after such a frantic morning. Con runners come back and forth, and Jensen’s handed his mic for the panel, so he sits and plays with it as he basks in the peace and quiet a little while longer. The next time the door opens, he’s pleasantly surprised to see his girlfriend walking through it, closing the door behind her and locking it.
While the reason for needing a locked door should have Jensen telling Y/N not now, instead it just excites him as he sits up a little straighter, smiling at her as she approaches him.
“Is that thing on?” she asks, her eyes glancing down at the mic.
“Hope not,” he replies quietly, watching her every move carefully.
She slowly straddles his waist, and Jensen puts the mic down on the couch beside him, looking up at her with a soft smug grin on his face. There’s a darkness in her eyes he’s only ever seen when she’s in one particular mood; a mood he’s found himself in constantly this past week. She leans in close, but before Jensen can kiss her, she moves her mouth to press against his ear instead.
“Better be quiet, just to be safe,” she whispers, and before Jensen can ask why he needs to be quiet, he feels her hand over the growing lump in his jeans, and she begins to rub. “Think you can do that?” she teases.
“Easy,” he replies cockily.
“Oh really?” she chuckles, leaning back to give him a devilish grin, before making quick work on opening his belt and jeans, pushing her hand inside. She wraps her fingers around his growing length and begins to tug. “Sure about that?” she challenges.
Jensen knows if he replies, it’ll come out breathy and whiny, which will only prove her right, so instead he just smirks at her, feeling just how good her hand is around his cock like that, but wishing it was her wet little pussy instead. He reaches up, popping the buttons on her jeans, pushing his hand inside, finding her clit through her panties as he begins to rub in little circles.
“Think you can keep quiet too?” he whispers back, watching her mouth fall open softly.
She breathlessly scoffs, biting her bottom lip. “Who said you could touch?” she challenges, rocking her hips against his hand nevertheless.
“You want me to stop?” he teases.
“No,” she replies honestly, gripping his cock tighter, twisting her wrist right at the tip like she knows he loves. Jensen bites back a moan, his mind growing foggier, he’s about ready to flip her onto her back and fuck her on this couch. “If you stop, I stop,” she threatens.
Jensen stops, just to test the waters, but he instantly regrets it when Y/N lets go and climbs off of his lap in seconds.
“Your call,” she smirks, reaching down to rebutton her jeans. “You’re on in five, anyway,” she tells him. “Better hope that goes down, hm?”
Jensen looks down at his cock that’s practically weeping, begging for some relief, and he huffs a breath.
“Why are you teasing me?” he finds himself asking.
“Dinner come to mind?” Y/N asks, frowning slightly.
“In the bathroom? Oh c’mon, I was just playing,” he complains. “I feel we’re more than even.”
“We’ll see, Ackles, go and do your panel while I think about if you’ve earned it,” she grins, flashing him a wink before heading towards the door and unlocking it.
Jensen huffs a breath as he puts himself away and tries to regather his thoughts, though he’s sure this panel is going to be spent thinking about Y/N, and just what he’s going to do for payback once they’re alone this afternoon.
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