Chance Encounters

Presents

Feeling a pair of warm arms wrapped around you, you snuggled closer into the very naked, and very warm chest that had become your pillow. As you slowly came to, you realized that your entire body was plastered to Jensen's from the tip of your mussed up hair, to your feet that were intertwined with his. 

You should have felt self conscious, or even ashamed of yourself that you had fallen into bed with a man who would be leaving that day. But instead, you felt invigorated, satisfied, and maybe even a little sore. Smiling widely to yourself, you snuggled closer, feeling his arms wrap even tighter around you before his phone started going off on the nightstand. Mumbling, he let go of you, rolling to his side, giving you an nice view of his toned back.

"Damn it." He cussed, before rolling back over and pulling you close to his side. "That was Cliff. I'm on in thirty minutes."

You racked your brain, trying to figure out what time it was. Sunlight was streaming through his windows, making you realize that you should have been up and getting ready for work at least thirty minutes earlier. "And I need to be down there, making sure everything goes well!" You said, sliding out of the bed, standing with your hands on your hips as you looked around the room for your clothes. His t-shirt that you had borrowed lay forgotten on the floor, your clothes folded nicely on the table. 

It made you realize you were standing there in the chilly morning air with not even a stitch of clothing on, and blushing you started to cover yourself. Jensen started chuckling as he sat up in bed. "Don't." He ordered you. "I was enjoying the view."

Ignoring his order, you grabbed his shirt, throwing it on before turning your attention back to him. "I need to get going."

"It will be fine, don't worry. The world won't end if you're a couple of minutes late. Now why don't you come take a shower with me? We can save time, and water that way."

You were still frazzled about being late for work, but the suggestion of seeing a wet and soapy Jensen was too much to pass up, and you found yourself nodding, heading towards the bathroom. Jensen followed you in, uncaring that he was still in the nude. You couldn't help but watch him as he stood in front of you, turning the water on, making sure it was the perfect temperature. Your gaze started at his hair standing on end, moving down his chiseled shoulders and strong back, almost blushing as you took in his taught butt, before traveling down to his bow legs, dusted with dark blonde hair. 

"If you're done oogling me, how about we climb in now?" He teased, stepping back to let you move inside. The shower was enormous, with plenty of room for the two of you, with marbled tile, and even a small seat in the corner. Once you were in, Jensen climbed in behind you, shutting the glass door, capturing you in the heated room with me.

"It's a shame." He said, as he poured shampoo in his hands. "I really wish we had the time to enjoy this."

"Me too." You whispered, closing your eyes and enjoying the sensation of him running his fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp. Once he was done it was your turn, and you got to thread your fingers through his surprisingly soft hair, bringing a moan from his lips. As you continued to massage his scalp, his hands were busy running body wash up and down your body, and you couldn't help but arch your back into his hands. 

"Damn it." He muttered, squeezing your hips before removing his hands from you, leaving you aching and wanting. "If I touch you again I will not make it for my panel." He moaned, and with a silent groan the two of you finished washing off, keeping your hands to yourselves.

Shutting the water off, you stepped out, grabbing two towels, handing one over to him before drying yourself off. Quickly you french braided your hair, knowing you would have no time for make up or a change of clothes. But truthfully, you were still afraid to head to your room, afraid that your Boss would be waiting for you.

For being an actor, Jensen was surprisingly quick at getting dressed, with little to no primping, and you weren't sure why, but it made you happy. He dressed nicely in a pair of black jeans, with a dark green henley and a black leather. He looked so amazing you had to make sure you weren't drooling, and he caught you in the act.

"What? It's not my fault you are so gorgeous!" You argued, and he threw his head back and laughed heartily. 

A knock sounded on the door, and Jensen opened it up to Cliff and Jared, both of who were smiling and seeming to be in a great mood. "Y/N!" Jared exclaimed, pulling you in for a hug, not saying anything about the fact that you were in his friends motel room. 

"I get it now. Why you're running late." Cliff teased, and the four of you started walking down the hallway.

"So what's your plan for today?" Jared asked you, sticking close to your side.

"Well today's the last day of the Con." You started, feeling depressed at that fact. "So, I'll just make sure it continues to run smoothly, then make sure everything get's taken down and sent on it's way."

"Our conventions always seem to run smooth, one of the reasons I love them." Jared continued on. "Any idea what you're going to do after the convention?"

The smile fell from your face as you thought back to Brian's ultimatum, knowing that you might not have a job after the convention. Because there was no way you were going to give into him. "Jared, what are you doing to my girl? She's white as a sheet!" Jensen chastised his friend, pulling you close to his side.

"Nothing man, I swear!" Jared said, before moving to stand next to Cliff who was waiting for the elevator.

"Is everything okay Y/N?" Jensen asked you quietly, and you shook your head. "You can tell me."

"It's about today. And my boss." You reminded him, watching as it sunk in.

"Oh shit, I forgot. Why don't you stick close to Cliff, then after my panel we will go talk some sense into the man, or whoever is above him?" Jensen suggested as you stepped into the elevator. 

"We'll see." Was all you could say. You still needed to come up with a plan, but you didn't expect Jensen and his bodyguard to fight your battles. As soon as the elevator doors chimed open, you stepped out, waiting for the rest. "But for right now, why don't you guys go ahead, I have some things I need to take care of." 

After reassuring Jensen you would be okay, you watched them walk away, with all three of their phone numbers in your phone. Taking a deep breath, you texted Maureen, asking her to be in charge for the morning. It pained you that you would miss the start of Jensen's panel, but this was something you wanted to have done. 

Slipping out the side door, you took in a deep breath of the cold morning air, smiling at all the snow that had fallen through the night. Rushing down the mostly empty sidewalk, you turned into the first department store you could find, on a mission.

Fifteen minutes later you were back outside, with a large bag in your hands and a huge smile on your face. Feeling happy and in the holiday spirit, you made your way back to the hotel, making sure to take one of the lesser known entrances to stay away from Brain. Heading straight for the main ballroom, you stood just inside, watching the end of Jensen's panel, amazed that you had just spent an amazing night in that man's arms. 

As soon as they started playing the last question song, you slipped into the back hallway, planning on meeting Jensen and the rest of the cast in the green room, excited to give them their surprises. The presents might not be much, but it was the least you could do sense they had been so nice to you from the beginning.