Supernatural Imagines

The One Convention Stand (Cathy x Jensen pt. 2)

This is part 2 to the previous imagine requested by CathyRouseClutter.

🎶: 'I'm Going To Love You' by David Cook

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2 months later...

"Isn't it funny? We're back in the same position again," Jensen said softly as he lay down beside you. You stared at the ceiling, not saying a word.

"Hey, you okay?" He questioned and you turned to him with a look that showed that you were in some sort of trance. "That was amazing," You stated, referring to the mind blowing sex you had just had and he chuckled proudly.

"I missed you... I didn't realise it," You said, laying on your side and placing your head next to his neck. You could feel him breathing slowly, his chest rising gradually then falling back flat.

"Me too," He ran a hand through his hair, "I shouldn't have let you go that time. I should have man-ed up and called you. Who knows where we'd be right now." He frowned and you kissed his collar bone.

"Hey, don't beat yourself about it. At least we've been seeing each other for two months. I wouldn't ever imagine that," You said then pecked his lips. His kissed back hard and started to push you back but you placed one hand on each of his sides and sat on his torso.

"My turn Jenny," You smirked and bent forward, placing your lips on his while tracing his defined abs with your fingers. He moaned and you smiled through the kiss.

"You know, it's funny how you're always on the top and you never let me make you feel good," You shared, "It's odd yeah?"

Jensen rolled his eyes and huffed, "Cathy that's great and stuff but I'm going through an intense sexual crisis right now that only you can fix so just shut up and kiss me."

You smirked and squinted at him slightly, realising that you had told him the exact same thing the first time you had slept together.

"Are you... mocking me?" You interrogated, as you leaned in, your faces inches apart. "Maybe... but if you don't solve my issue then I'll just have to get someone else who would and could," He teased and you slapped his arm.

You kissed him on the neck, hard enough to leave a mark. He growled loudly, swearing over and over again till you chuckled.

"There. Happy?" You said but he shook his head and breathed out. "No... give me more... I'm begging," He told breathlessly and you raised an eyebrow.

*****

You walked back from your quick trip to the washroom and lay down beside Jensen, smirking your ass off. "Now, where were we?" You said, lust in your eyes.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you on top of him, "You were making me feel good."

He removed his hand from under the covers and brought it infront of you. "I found this in the side table drawer. Is it yours?" He asked, acting all innocent.

You looked at the red velvet box that lay on top of his palm and bit your lip. You sat up straight on top of his lower waist and took the box from him gently.