And when Jared realises that the problem is only that Jensen wants more kissing, wants to be kissing Jared as much as Jared's kissing him, it's awesome. It's totally fucking awesome because it means Jared doesn't have to worry about his goddamn head exploding by trying to rein himself in. Instead, he just takes Jensen's wrists in his hand, hauls them up above Jensen's head, and slams him back into the wall for more kissing.

Cassidy's two guys are waiting at the mouth of the alleyway. They're pretending to chat. One of them's smoking, the other's simply hanging around with him. They're watching. Jared spares them just enough attention to be sure they're not an immediate threat.

He knows he's pretty much dry-fucking Jensen, hips bucking and rutting frantically into the kicked-apart spread of Jensen's legs. His cock's stiff and sticky-wet against his jeans, so hard it reduces his thought processes to the single desire to fuck, but his hands are taken up with holding Jensen against the wall.

Столько кинков в одном месте и в потрясающем ритме. Awwwwwww.
Блять, второе выделенное - это, это, это... *shower. right about NOW*

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