Driven

Chapter 7: Occupational Hazard of Dating a TV Star

Jared's eyes rolled back in his head, one hand clenched tightly in Jensen's short hair. His cock was currently being swallowed whole, hips shallowly thrusting up into the warm mouth. "Fuck, Jen," he groaned, fingers tightening around golden-brown strands. Jensen moaned around him, coaxing him further inside. "Yeah, darlin', so good to me."

They were inside his trailer, waiting for the crew to reset a pane of glass that had been used in a stunt. It hadn't taken long before Jensen was on him, pawing eagerly at his clothes and begging to let him taste. They'd recently decided to up their "going slow" pace, and while they still hadn't agreed to full on sex, Jensen was comfortable with other types of physical stimulation.

A knock at the trailer door caused Jared to jump, choking Jensen in the process. "Oh, God, sorry, baby. I'm so sorry!" Jensen waved him off, eyes watering. He closed himself into the bathroom to recover while Jared tucked himself away. "Who is it?" he called out, irritation evident in his voice.

"Put your cock away, Padalecki, and let me in!" Christian bellowed through the thin door.

Quickly, Jared wrenched the door open and ushered Chris in. He settled back down on the couch, throwing a spare blanket over his lap. "Shut up, man! You want the PAs to think I'm some sort of perv?"

"Well aren't you?" he joked, wagging his eyebrows. "Where's Jenny?"

"In the bathroom. You almost killed him, you know."

"Occupational hazard of dating a TV star and coming to his work for a booty call." Christian flipped a stapled copy of the new script down on the table. "Here's next week's script. A.J. wanted you to know that we have a read-through the day after Halloween, so not to get smashed and come to work hung-over. Yeah, right."

Jared scratched at his head, looking down at the script absently. "What's going on for Halloween?"

Jensen emerged from the bathroom, face washed and eyes only slightly red-rimmed. "Fuck you, Kane. You have a phone for a reason. Call before you scare the shit out of us next time."

"What fun would that be?"

"Just a little more notice."

Christian laughed. "Hey, at least I didn't just walk right in. Don't need a peep show..."

Jared rolled his eyes. "So, Halloween?"

"Oh, yeah. So, Jenny here's got a gig Halloween night at Shine and there's this whole huge party after at the apartment. Just some friends of ours from the building and whoever else we decide to announce it to. Should be fun. Costumes optional."

"Sounds cool. I'm in."

Jensen blanched. "Uh, I'm not sure that's such a good idea...I mean, who knows who's coming....could be a fangirl-apalooza and then you'd have no fun and..."

"Jenny, shut it," Christian interrupted. "If Jared wants to come, he can come. Unlike a few minutes ago..." He smirked. At Jensen's groan, he continued. "Jenny loves dressing up, so he's going as Batman after the set. Steve should be there, too. And we're gonna have bouncers at the door to keep out the crazies. No worries, man." He nudged Jensen with an elbow. "But Jenny here's nervous to have you there. Doesn't want to sing for you."

"Shut up."

"I'm there. Couldn't keep me away," Jared smiled. "Now....can you please fuck off so we can enjoy the last few minutes before I have to be back on set?"

Christian laughed as he left the trailer. Jensen stayed standing near the kitchenette when he'd gone. Jared patted the couch cushion beside him.

"What's up?"