Not Done Yet

Pairing: J2  / Jensen x Alex Calvert
Rating: 18+
Tags: dom!Jensen, sub!Jared, implied sub!Alex, bondage, dirty talk
W/C: 1k

Alex was pacing, behind the corner and out of sight of the camera crew. His takes had been shaky all morning because of fucking Jensen and Jared messing with him the whole time. Anytime the camera was on Alex they were pulling faces, making kissy noises and miming sex acts; he could have sworn he saw Jensen actually grope Jared’s crotch, not just pretend to – freaks. Kim had finally sent the boys off set with a stern look so they could finish the rest of Jack’s scene, preferably some time that day. Jared and Jensen had been gone a couple hours now and Alex was exhausted but they were nearly finished – one more take maybe, I can do this. 

A hand on his shoulder made Alex jump, and he spun around only to have his back pressed against the wall with Jensen crowding in over him. He was still dressed as Dean, in his fed suit from earlier, but missing his tie. A single finger pressed over his lips, which were looking more pink than usual, a little more raw and Alex, intrigued, stayed silent, and let Jensen usher him off the soundstage and out a side door towards their trailers. 

2 hours earlier 

“I can’t believe you got us kicked out again,” Jared laughed as they fell into Jensen’s trailer. 

“I can’t believe it took them that long to kick us out,” Jensen huffed, shoulders shaking lightly. 

“Want a beer?” Jared was bent over to reach into Jensen’s mini fridge, rooting around for a drink. 

“Uh, no,” Jensen considered Jared’s position with a growing smirk, and pressed himself up behind the round ass that was being very nicely showcased by Jared’s suit trousers. “And I think you should maybe skip the beer. Keep your mouth free for something else?” 

Jared immediately straightened up and turned in Jensen’s arms, letting Jensen grab his chin and focus his eyes on his lips. “What do you say, Jay?” 

Jared licked his lips, a movement that didn’t go unnoticed by the slightly shorter man staring at his mouth. “Yes, sir.” Jensen smiled triumphantly. 

“Why don’t you give me that tie, and then go strip and wait on the bed?” 

Jared tugged at the knot around his neck, sliding the silk through his fingers and curling it up in his fist. With a hard kiss, he pressed the crumpled material into Jensen’s hand and pulled back, the teasing glint in his eyes flashing out of sight as he turned to follow his instructions. Jensen watched Jared’s ass for a minute as he walked out of sight, then proceeded to undo his own tie and follow his boy into the trailer’s bedroom. 

He found Jared naked, kneeling on the foot of the bed and waiting patiently. Smiling, Jensen unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt and shucked his jacket to the floor. 

“What am I gonna do with you, baby?” Jensen mused, and Jared’s eyes flicked up to meet his. 

“Who says you get to decide, sir?”  

Jensen lunged for Jared and pulled his hair back, making him cry out and exposing his throat. “Gonna be a brat today, huh?” Jensen growled and nipped at the base of his throat. Jared just grinned, refusing to answer, and Jensen pushed him onto his back and crawled over him. “Am I gonna have to hold you down? Break you in a bit more?” 

“Why don’t you find out?” 

Alex followed Jensen into his trailer when he threw open the thin metal door, its crash making his nerves jump a little. Jensen had been silent the whole of their quick walk over and now he was motioning for Alex to take a seat on his couch and handing him a beer and he still hadn’t spoken a word. 

“What’s going on?” Alex couldn’t hold his curiosity in any longer. Jensen grinned over his beer and took a swig, his lips curling over the rim of the bottle in a way that Alex couldn’t keep his eyes off of. 

“How’d the rest of the scene go?” Jensen asked casually. 

“I uh – didn’t exactly finish before you kidnapped me.” 

“Ooh-” the older man let out a sympathetic hiss but the insincerity rang through the gesture. “They’re gonna have your ass for that one.” 

“And I bet you’re not gonna offer to take the fall for me?” Alex took a drink of his own beer and settled back into the couch, trying to put himself at ease despite the odd edge he felt coming from Jensen. 

“Not a chance, kid,” Jensen laughed. “In fact, I might just give them a hand with your discipline. I’ve been told I’m pretty good at it.” Green eyes gleamed at him, nestled in soft crinkles behind narrowed lids and ungodly thick lashes. 

“Oh?” Alex’s eyebrows shot up, not sure what to make of that comment. “Is that because you’ve been on the receiving end so much?” 

“Well… Jared has, and I’m always close by.” 

Alex’s eyes creased in suspicion. Every time Jensen spoke he sounded more and more sinister, almost dangerous. What was happening right now? 

“Okay… why are you telling me this?” 

Jensen recognised the confusion in the young actor’s face and took a pinch of mercy on him, the last he was likely to receive that night. 

“Go look in the next room, I’ve got something I want to show you.” 

Alex got up nervously, brushing sweaty palms off on his jeans, and made his way towards the bedroom at the back of the trailer where he found Jared passed out, wrists bound to ankles with Sam and Dean’s ties, and cum drying on his belly. 

“What the f-” Alex’s curse was muffled by Jensen’s hand clamping over his mouth and when he was pulled back against his broad chest he felt the unmistakable bulge of Jensen’s dick press against his ass. 

“Thing is,” Jensen whispered in Alex’s ear, his fingers dropping to curl around the boy’s throat instead. “I broke my toy, but I’m not done playing yet.”