"Misha fucking Collins where did you learn to do that." Jensen breaths heavily sitting on the couch. I turn around with a wink.
"I figured you deserved a special treat."
"A lap dance is a very very good treat." Jensen grins pulling me onto his lap.
"Good. I just want you to know how much I love you." I grind a little making him let a faint groan out.
"How about we move this party up to the bedroom?" He leans up and pushes our lips together.
"Or you can give me a lap dance?" I wink.
"Ok alright I can try." I get off his lap only to have him turn the music back on and start wiggling his butt around. He pulls his pants down a little and then pulls them back up. I clap with a little laugh. He puts his hand on my shoulder and thrusts into me. I laugh even harder when suddenly he gets on me and starts grinding.
"Oh man I love you!" I clap. Half way through the song he gets off me and turns the music off.
"Good?"
"Perfect!"
"That was fun." He puts his hands on his knees and leans down. "That's a workout."
"Mine was sexier though." I stand up and go to the kitchen with him behind me.
"No way mine was much more sexier!" Jensen grabs the apple juice out.
"Maybe we should film it next time." I hand him two glasses and kiss his cheek.
"Mm, it would be fun to watch."
"Maybe next time we can go farther then just dancing." I jump up on the counter and pull him between my legs.
"I like the way you think, Collins." Jensen kisses me.
"Ew!" West and a few other voices wine. I turn around and see his two friends. I pay Jensen to move and then jump down.
"Hey guys."
"Hi mr. Collins."
"You guys want a snack?"
"No we gotta work on this school project."
"Ok call if you need anything." I say as they go to his room.
"You know they're not gonna work." Jensen raises his eyebrows.
"I know. But you're way to damn cute to leave right now." I pull him outback with me.
"We should take a vacation." Jensen says laying down in the hammock.
"What more of a vacation do we need? We go between Canada, Texas and l.a"
"I mean far away. Like Paris or London."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah come on itd be fun and relaxing to just take a break."
"When?"
"How about after this season?" Jensen grins.
"I like it. I think that sounds amazing."
"Okay so where then?"
"Let's go to London. We can drink tea in our hotel room and look out at the city."
"I will drink coffee." Jensen kisses my hand.
"You're such a loser!"
"You're the one marrying me."
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"Okay dinner for tommy, West, Darren and Jensen."
"What about you?" Jensen looks up like a sad puppy.
"I'm not that hungry."
"Ok babe no." He gets up and opens the fridge.
"I'm okay Jensen." I chuckle as he starts pulling food out.
"No you're not. You gotta have at least a snack and I know how much you like strawberries." I watch as he smears peanut butter on the strawberry.
"So what's it like dating a guy?"
"It's fun. They learn about you in different ways then girls. You have more things in common."
"Isn't it weird kissing him?" Tommy asks.
"No not really." I shrug. "I mean you gotta find somebody you like. When I kissed my boy it wasn't that great, it was truth or dare and i had to kiss him I didn't enjoy it much mainly because I got the crap beaten out of me after but I don't know once you find somebody you really like you enjoy kissing them." Jensen hands me a plate with strawberries smothered in peanut butter on it. I smile at him lovingly.
"It's weird kissing everybody until you find your soulmate. You may think it's right at the time but I promise it's much better with the perfect person." Darren slams his fork down and runs off. I look at west and he shrugs.
"Eat we'll get him." Jensen tells west and his other friends. When we get up to wests room there is definitely a Darren sitting on his bed crying.
"What's wrong,bud?" I ask kneeing down.
"It's no far."
"What isn't?"
"That west gets three dads and I get none!"
"Dads aren't that great." Jensen shrugs. "All we do is make bad jokes."
"Yeah and think about having to go between house. I mean west has to go to Texas during the summer. That must suck huh?"
"I want to know my dad." Darren crosses his arms.
"That's more of s talk with your mom and not us." I pat his leg. "How about we go finish dinner and we'll take you home?"
"Ok." He nods.
"Ok come on." I grab his hand as we walk out.
