Summary: Things are unconventional for you to say the least, but when something big happens, it has the potential to change the life you’ve come to love.
Word Count: 3,450
Warnings: polyamorous relationship (not everyone’s cup of tea, here’s your warning), implied smut, implied threesome
A/N: I’m entirely blaming @plaid-lover-bay25 for this. It really got away from me, but uh, hey. Here we go. Written for @spnpolybingo.
Square Filled: Free Space
Unbeta’d.
Jared and Jensen. Damn. You sat in the front row in Vegas, watching as Jared ripped his jacket off his arms, then straddled his chair and flexed his pecs and biceps. Jensen’s eyes fell on Jared’s body far less subtly than he thought he was being. Your teeth sank into your bottom lip as Jensen shot up from his seat and deftly unbuckled his belt. Every little thing they did lately had you perched on the edge of your seat, ready to beg them to have their way with you.
“Fuck.” Your breath caught in your throat.
“Right?” The poor, unknowing girl next to you fanned herself.
You gave a little smile and nod as you pulled out your phone, sending a text to the group message you had with Jared and Jensen. “Fuck both of you.”
Jensen’s eyes met yours quickly as his phone buzzed. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around the edges of his phone, letting you know he felt the vibration of your message coming through.
“Alright, alright.” Jensen furrowed his brow and held his hands out to the crowd. “Pull it together, Padalecki.” Jensen teased.
Jared laughed and relaxed, his arms and chest deflating. He and Jensen went right back to their panel, unfazed by what they’d just done to every woman in the room, but especially to you.
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