Supernatural Smutt, fluff, and whatever you want.

On The Job

Jensen X Reader

Smutt

"Dean.." your voice moaned out as softly as possible as his hands traced your hips and his lips attacked your neck. He was slowly grinding against you on the motel bed you had bought for this specific moment. You could even feel his slight smile as he heard his name escape your lips. Slightly embarrassed you had even said that, but there was no turning back. You were already stripped down to your underwear and he in his boxers. And just as you two were about to lock lips again-

"CUT!?" You had sighed and let your arms rest on the bed as the man you worked with above you sighed and sat up. "What now?" You giggled rubbing your arms slightly cold. The room temperature had gone down quite a bit. Which wasn't good for a shirtless woman like you. "Ms. Y/L/N! Your forgetting you have dialogue! And your movements are incorrect!" You rolled your eyes somewhat covering your shoulders with the blanket beneath you. Today just had to be the coldest day for you and Jensen to shoot the sex scene. But the guy was a heater! So his body against yours made you feel a little better. "And Jensen! What's goin on man? We need 'Dean' to show through your movements, not our 'Jensen'." "Yes sir." "Take 5 everybody! We will try this again!" Listening to him chuckle made you giggle as he turned towards you in the tan cups that held your breasts and your pink underwear. "Cold?" He watched as you rubbed your arms. "Yea it's freezing in here! But good thing your here, your a sauna J!" "I'm flattered, warm hug?" He helped you sit up as he pulled you into his lap and surrounded you with his arms. Your entire body was no longer cold as his chest warmed your entire front as his hands rubbed your back. As soon as you touched his ribcage he flinched. "Damn your hands are like ice." His breath tickled your neck when he spoke as you watched people walk around eating and talking. A few minutes after Jensen had warmed you up, Jeremy brought a tray full of taquitos. "Thanks Jemy." You watched as he left the tray on the bed and walked off. "Jemy? What, is someone having a crush fit?" He smirked as you shoved his face out of yours and crawled over to the tray. "Nah, the name actually annoys him." As soon as you laid on your stomach, you felt hands grip onto your feet. Warm hands that tickled your toes. "J stop that! You know I'm ticklish, I'm trying to eat." "Yea, that stuff'll get ya fat." Not paying any attention you went over your lines in your head. It didn't make much sense to you though. Jensen kissing your neck, while you moaned his name about twice. Then telling him the confession for your love for him. Let your legs instinctively pull up as he got better access. It all seemed way to planned, none of it seeming "natural". "Hey J?" "Hmm?" He had stuffed his face as well, but turned to you leaving a listening ear. "This scene seems a little too planned to me. I just wanted to know your thoughts. You've banged other women, so lend me an idea." You smiled and threw a taquito at him, which he of course caught with one hand. "Well, I didn't 'Bang' them, but this one kind of does seem a little too.. rushed." He just sighed and crossed his legs turning to you. He did agree with you, sex was something that shouldn't be rushed. Now, it all depends on the situation. Making love is a steady pace, having sex sometimes is a little rushed along. But the build up and the steps to it are slow and agonizing. And as you laid there flat on your stomach, hair slightly in a tangle, stripped down to your underwear. He could feel a little warmness rising to his cheeks as he watched your legs swing in the air and you stuff your face with food. You weren't skinny, but you weren't fat. You were a slightly thick woman, and Jensen had no problem with women like you. One in a million, he knew that he would choose you over every woman any day. You were just the right amount of sweet and the perfect amount of natural beauty. You never wore makeup and on the days that you did, it was always for shooting a scene. And when your eyes met his he chuckled and messed up his hair. "What's so funny?" The smile you gave him made him feel giddy on the inside. You had an affect on him and that he could admit it.

"Places everyone!" And before he could tell you he had you under him. "Hey, I have a question." You looked over at your director. "What is it?" "Well, me and J both agreed that this feels rushed. Could we slow it down just a little?" The man sitting in the directors chair talked with his colleagues and finally decided. "Alright, this will be written as the rewrites, but if we like it we will keep it. Now places people!" And as soon as you smiled the lights dimmed once again and it was just you and Jensen.