It had been 3 weeks since you last saw Misha and Jensen, that's the longest you all had been apart since they invited you into this crazy relationship nearly 6 months ago. That's why it didn't surprise you when Jensen walked into the house and things move from zero to sixty fast. One moment you're sitting on the couch watching TV and next thing you know you're shirtless and he's sucking a hickie into your neck with you perched precariously on his lap, a very visible tent growing in his pants. Sliding your hand down his bare chest you moved to rub his erection through his pants when you felt a hand stop you. Looking up at him confused you couldn't hold back the pout, it had been weeks since you had touched each other and you were dying to feel him again.
"You know we can't do anything till Misha gets back sweetheart, wouldn't want him to be left out would you?"
Shaking your head you climbed off his lap, not able to avoid the sulking look on your face. A few minutes of silence passed as you stared blankly off into the distance, finally the sound of Misha coming through the front door caught your ears but truth be told you weren't really in the mood anymore.
You looked up when you heard him come into the room, returning his smile that changed into a look of question when he realized you were only half dressed. Misha came closer, giving Jensen a quick kiss before turning his attention to you, doing the same.
"Having fun without me I see."
"No, we weren't actually," you said a little harsher than you meant, giving Jensen a short glare. Noticing the tension he turned to Jensen.
"What happened?"
"We were fooling around and someone got a little excited, I just reminded her that we needed to wait for you and so now she's pouting."
Misha looked between Jensen and you before finally standing up from where he had been crouched in front of you both.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
You couldn't help but jump as he raised his voice.
"Three weeks, you realize that? Three weeks we've been away from her and you're just going to what, deny her?"
Jensen went to say something but Misha held his hand up, silencing his boyfriend. Holding his hand out to you he murmured "come here baby."
Pulling you close he kissed you softly, his hand running from the nape of your neck down the length of your body stopping when it reached your pants dipping in them he brushed his fingers through your folds, groaning into the kiss at the feel of your wetness.
Pulling back he smiled, his finger still lightly toying with you. "All of this, just for Jensen and he wasted it, didn't he?"
Nodding you did your best not to close your eyes, enjoying the feeling of someone's hands finally on you. Without turning his attention away from you he spoke to Jensen.
"Pants off, now. If you can't give her what she obviously needs, I'm going to let her take it, and you're not going to do anything but let her."
Jensen grunted out a "yes sir" as he shifted pulling his pants and boxers off, Misha worked to undo your own pants, sliding them down your legs.
"Now sweet girl, I want you to ride Jensen, cum as many times as you want, but first." He added walking away coming back quickly with a small object in his hand, he gave you a smirk before crouching down in front of Jensen again.
"First, I'm going to make sure Jensen doesn't get to cum. If he can't take care of you, he shouldn't get to be taken care of should he?"
Jensen whimpered and you watched as Misha stroked him to hardness before sliding a cock ring on tightly securing his shaft to ensure he wouldn't be cumming until Misha allowed it.

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Cockles/Destiel One Shots
FanficA series of One shots about the Real person ship Cockles or the Supernatural Ship Destiel