(lol sorry there is no sex in this one, but Jensen and Danneel just wanted to torture Jared :P)
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“He wants to kiss you so bad,” Jensen murmurs into Danneel’s mouth, trying as hard as he can not to bust out laughing. He grabs her by the back of the neck and pulls her into a deeper kiss for a moment before she can respond.
“Guys,” Jared whines from behind them. Jensen and Danneel break the kiss and turn to look at his face, which is contorted into the saddest, most put-upon puppy dog that ever graced the baggage claim at YVR. He holds up Danneel’s suitcase with a hopeful little pout.
Danneel slides her arms around Jensen’s neck and bats her eyelashes innocently at Jared. “I can’t help myself, Jay. I’ve missed my husband here so much while I’ve been gone, and I just want to stand here in the middle of the airport and make out with him for a while.”
Jensen barely holds in his guffaw at the look of sheer angst that overwhelms Jared’s face.
“Yeah, Jared, stop being rude. I haven’t seen my wife in over a month. You can’t even begin to understand how sad I’ve been,” Jensen insists, slipping his arms around Danneel’s waist and lifting her up onto her tippy toes to nibble at her jawline.
Jared makes a strange sort of huffing noise and drops the suitcase dramatically, before stomping off towards the car.
“He’s going to break your ass for that,” Danneel giggles, dropping a kiss on his nose.
“God, I hope so,” Jensen replies with a grin, grabbing his wife’s suitcase and heading off to make it up to their boyfriend.
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Date: 2012-08-07 10:19 pm (UTC)(lol sorry there is no sex in this one, but Jensen and Danneel just wanted to torture Jared :P)
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“He wants to kiss you so bad,” Jensen murmurs into Danneel’s mouth, trying as hard as he can not to bust out laughing. He grabs her by the back of the neck and pulls her into a deeper kiss for a moment before she can respond.
“Guys,” Jared whines from behind them. Jensen and Danneel break the kiss and turn to look at his face, which is contorted into the saddest, most put-upon puppy dog that ever graced the baggage claim at YVR. He holds up Danneel’s suitcase with a hopeful little pout.
Danneel slides her arms around Jensen’s neck and bats her eyelashes innocently at Jared. “I can’t help myself, Jay. I’ve missed my husband here so much while I’ve been gone, and I just want to stand here in the middle of the airport and make out with him for a while.”
Jensen barely holds in his guffaw at the look of sheer angst that overwhelms Jared’s face.
“Yeah, Jared, stop being rude. I haven’t seen my wife in over a month. You can’t even begin to understand how sad I’ve been,” Jensen insists, slipping his arms around Danneel’s waist and lifting her up onto her tippy toes to nibble at her jawline.
Jared makes a strange sort of huffing noise and drops the suitcase dramatically, before stomping off towards the car.
“He’s going to break your ass for that,” Danneel giggles, dropping a kiss on his nose.
“God, I hope so,” Jensen replies with a grin, grabbing his wife’s suitcase and heading off to make it up to their boyfriend.