I heart Halloween! (schwacked from just_katarin

[withimpunity]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
If you've never had a chance to go trick or treating, if you miss running around in costumes, or if you just like random presents, here's your chance!



I have no idea what I'm giving out. It may be drabbles, I may upload a random song, link to a random YouTube video, write you a love letter, picspam you, whatever. If you want to comment with a few keywords and see what I come up with, feel free! If you would rather be surprised, that's fine as well! Even if we rarely comment to each other, even if we don't really share any fandoms anymore, don't hesitate to reply to this entry. It's only Halloween once a year!

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Jared's on his second trip to craft services when he notices Misha knocking on Jensen's trailer, running his fingers through that crazy ass hair that sticks up every which way, and even from where he's standing Jared notices the smile Jensen gives him when he opens the door. Jared's fingers curl around the styrofoam cup in his hand and he ends up puncturing one side, dripping cold coffee on his pants leg.

"Fuck," He mutters, blotting at it with a napkin. He should go back to his trailer, put on a clean pair of parents and finish eating lunch, but he doesn't. He stands right where he is, eyes fixed on Jensen's trailer as Misha disappears inside, and waits.

Seventeen minutes and he's still standing there, worrying a hangnail on his thumb with his teeth. The loose skin stings a little when he tugs at it, but he keeps picking, keeps drawing out little droplets of blood underneath the skin until finally the door swings open and Misha steps out, dragging the back of his hand across his mouth. Jared feels like he just got kicked in the throat.

Misha's on his way back to the set when Jared catches him by the back of his coat and slings him up against the wall, staring at his mouth.

"The fuck Jared-" His eyes are still a little glazed, but its his mouth Jared's entire focus is on. Cherry red, lips full and swollen and fuck, Jared can't take it anymore. He takes Misha's chin between his fingers and attacks his mouth, thrusting his tongue inside, a low, guttural moan reverberating inside his chest when he tastes the bitter, salty-sweet-perfect flavor of Jensen on Misha's tongue. He licks inside Misha's mouth, sucking on his tongue, tracing the outline of his gums until he's licked the taste of Jensen completely out of his mouth, then releases him.

"Did you like it?" He pants, fingers still pressing deep into Misha's jaw. "You like sucking hiss cock, Misha?" He spits Misha's name like a profanity.

Misha blinks, licks his lips as Jared tightens his grip. "He fucked my mouth," his eyes sort of crinkle around the edges. "It was hot." He watches Jared's jaw clench into this tight, hard line and his fingers dig harder, bruising to the bone. "Until he said your name when he came. That was sort of a buzzkill."

Jared's dizzy, feels like he just got knocked back a few paces. His grip slips from Misha's face and he blinks a couple of times. "If you ever touch him again..." He mutters. Misha waves a hand at him flippantly.

"One time deal. Nothing to worry about."

"One time deal." Jared repeats to himself. It could never be just that with him and Jensen.

It never has.

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...I totally wasn't expecting that at all. I'M OKAY WITH THIS. :D