Supernatural Imagines

The Dream, 4/7

You felt Jensen's arms tighten around you as you gently stirred, waking from your sleep. Your whole body ached, and for good reason; that many orgasms in one night wasn't exactly the norm for you.

You opened your eyes to see Jared sitting up in the bed next to you, his bare chest shaking as he chuckled lightly at something Jensen had said. His auburn hair was wet, leaving you to assume he'd already been up and showered.

You turned your head to look at Jensen, now awake, but still holding you tight against his chest. His head was leaning against the headboard as you felt his fingers softly trailing up and down your spine. You hummed softly, taking in the adorable freckles littering his face as he smiled down at you, smirking.

"How are you feeling?" he asked and you groaned, burying your face in his chest. He smirked at Jared, who gave him a cheeky high five as he got up from the bed to grab something off the small table on the other side of the room.

"Well, we got you some desert," he chuckled, handing you and Jensen both a small take-out box and a fork before hopping back on the bed with his own.

"We?" you questioned as Jensen helped you sit up against the headboard. "You both left? How did I not notice?"

They both laughed as Jensen showed you the time on his phone. It was 3pm already. "Holy shit," you mumbled as you looked between them. "I really slept all day."

"You didn't even notice when Jensen almost fell off the bed trying to get untangled from you," Jared laughed as he opened his box, taking a huge bite of the apple pie inside. You looked to Jensen, eating a piece of chocolate cake, who nodded in agreement, a humored look on his face. You shook your head, opening the box on your lap and frowning when you saw cheesecake, with strawberry sauce on top. "Oh what the hell," Jared muttered as he saw what was in your box. "We told them anything but strawberry," he frowned as he already finished his last bite of pie.

"I never told you I was allergic to strawberries," you muttered, handing him the box. He took it happily, digging his fork into the cheesecake as you rolled your eyes. That man was always hungry.

"Your mom told me," Jensen smiled and you turned to him, smiling happily when he held a forkful of chocolate cake to your lips. "When she came to visit set last year. We were chatting while you and Jared did a scene," he shrugged.

"She said she talked to you," you mumbled as he fed you another bite of cake. "Never told me what about though." He smiled, nodding as he took another bite before feeding you the last bite of cake, kissing your forehead when you moaned in appreciation.

"What the hell," Jared mumbled softly so only you heard him as Jensen got up off the bed to throw the box away. You shot him a look, and he shook his head before looking at Jensen, who was grabbing some clothes from his duffel bag and heading to the bathroom.

"I'm gonna take a shower," Jensen smiled at you, "and then we can head out. Maybe we'll make it home before midnight," he joked as he shut the door behind him.

Soon as the door shut, you turned to Jared. "Okay Padalecki," you frowned, folding your arms over your still bare chest, "spill it."

"He shared his chocolate cake with you, y/n," he raised his eyebrows at you as a cheeky smile spread across his face.

"Yeah, so? We share food all the time," you shrugged, wrapping the blanket tighter around you to shield your bare skin from his view.

"Yeah, but chocolate cake? Remember when we all went out to eat to celebrate the season one finale, and I got the last piece of chocolate cake? He didn't talk to me for a week. And we were roommates," he got up from the bed and threw your duffel bag at you, turning around so you could change.