Coincidence?

Pairing: Jensen x Reader 
Rating: 18+
Tags: Jensen’s voice, voice porn, dom!Jensen, role playing, phone sex, long distance 
Word Count: 950 

A/N: We all know why we’re here. We all know why this has happened. Jensen fucking Ackles and his fucking tank top and his floppy hair and his stupid sexy voice and his freakin’ green ass eyes and the scruff and the shoulders and the lips, I just…… you know.

“Are you trying to commit murder?” I asked jovially when Jensen picked up the phone. 

“I’m sorry?” Jensen’s voice timbered down the line, upward lilt indicating his confusion. 

“You’re at least going to be sued for manslaughter if you keep posting videos with that voice,” I teased, unable to hold back a giggle at my own joke, despite knowing it wasn’t very funny. 

“Oh,” I hear the realisation take place, his voice floating over the syllable, pitch climbing and then plummeting back downwards. “You like my Soldier Boy voice, baby girl?” I felt my chest constrict around my breath as I listened to him change his tone, cadence and sibilance shifting subtly to that deeper place where he kept them buried for special occasions. 

Jensen hadn’t told me too much about his role as Soldier Boy. From the sounds of it Amazon had everyone under a pretty tight lock and key as far as what they were allowed to reveal. Obviously Jensen knew anything he told me would stay between us, but I think he was enjoying the tease of keeping things from me. From the sounds of it I, and the rest of the world, had just gotten the first taste of his character’s voice. 

“You know, it sounded pretty similar to your Dean voice, Jay. Did you do that just for little old me?” I poked fun. He knew how much I liked his ‘Dean’ voice. His laughter rang down the phone; not his carefree ‘that was really funny’ laugh, his ‘knowing’ laugh – his teasing laugh – but he didn’t oblige me with a comment on the subject, so I carried on. “Come to think of it, it’s also pretty close to your Batman voice,” I mused faux-thoughtfully. 

He scoffed loudly, disbelief evident, and I smiled to myself. 

“Are you sayin’ I play all my characters the same, little madam,” Jensen rumbled, provoked. 

“Why no, sir,” I put on my best Scarlett O’Hara accent, mortally offended. My hand would be clutching my pearls, if I was wearing any. “I’m just saying that voice sounded awfully familiar to me. Was it just a coincidence?” He huffed derisively, wherever he and his phone were located, and I pushed on. “And you know, I can’t help but think all those voices sound just a little like another one of your roles, don’t you think?” 

I know he knows what I mean. The good thing about being nowhere near each other is being able to flirt, and tease him like this. I can drag it out if I want to, because he’s not in the same room to topple me to the bed and make me shut up. My loins clenched wantonly at the thought. 

“And exactly what role would that be, baby girl?” I had reached my goal, provoking the voice out of its depths to meet me head on, growling and rabid.  

“I think you know exactly which role I mean, sir,” I whispered. If he’d been next to me my lips would have been at his neck, my teeth on his stubble, my words breathed against his skin. 

“Oh, you mean the one where I get to put my bratty little girl in her place?” 

My cunt seized again at his words. Yes, that was the voice. His Dean voice, his Soldier Boy voice, his Batman voice – his Dom voice. 

“If I find out that voice has been putting any other brats in their place while you’ve been up there,” I threatened emptily, knowing he never would, but it was still fun to tease. “You and that sexy voice been slutting it up in Canada, sir?” 

“Every time it looked like someone wanted to drop to their knees I wished it was you.” My breathing quickened. My hand had made it into my panties a while ago, and when my finger caught lightly on my clit I couldn’t suppress the gasp I made. “You’re on your knees for me now, aren’t you? You nasty little slut,” Jensen growled. I hadn’t been on my knees, but I certainly was now. 

“Yes, sir,” I answered, my breast heaving with arousal. 

“You like being on your knees for me, don’t you baby?” I started to whimper affirmatively as I touched myself quicker, but his words plowed over me. “Or are you imagining you’re on your knees for Soldier Boy now, hmm? Or Dean? Who do you want to make you cum, baby girl? I’ll let you pick.” 

My knees almost gave way beneath me. Jesus Christ I wasn’t prepared for that. We’d talked about it before, role playing, but we’d never taken it further than a casual chat over a bottle of wine. I considered my options for a moment, my fingers picking up pace the slicker their surroundings became. Although Soldier Boy had supposedly been the one to get us into this position, I still didn’t know that much about him. Dean, on the other hand… god, how many times had I imagined Dean? But still– 

“Just want you, sir, please,” I finally spoke, voice cracking on the supplative. “Save Dean and whoever else for when you can dress up for me,” I giggled lightly, using the lull to pull myself back from reaching my peak too quickly. “I just need you, Jay,” I chanced using his name, despite the scenario. It felt better, reiterating that Jensen was all I was ever going to need, however much I might fantasise about wanting something else. 

“You’ve got me, baby girl,” Jensen spoke softly, his voice flowing into my body like bourbon, warm and sweet and relaxing. 

“But sir?” 

“Yes, baby girl?” he asked soothingly. 

“Can you still use the voice?”