Summary:Since her Mom walked out on them, Jared has been losing control of his bratty, promiscuous daughter, Y/N. When she fails her senior year and can’t graduate high school, Jared’s best friend, Jensen, offers Y/N a place at his private all girls boarding school, promising her father he’ll discipline her and improve her grades. But Y/N doesn’t go down without a fight, and Jensen’s methods of getting Y/N’s grades up take an interesting turn.
Pairing:Principal!Jensen x Bratty Student!Reader || With scenes of… JDM x Reader // JJ Julius Son x Reader // Reader x Other
Series Warnings/Tags: Age gap (Reader will be 18/19, Jensen will be 43), inappropriate relationship, teasing, flirting, seduction, daddy kink, spanking, caning, smut, role playing, taboo relationship – each chapter will be tagged individually
A/Ns:The aim of this game is to overload you with smut, pull you back from the edge with a healthy dollop of angst, drop in some taboo and teacher kink, and finish you off with a nice helping of the visual of Jensen Ackles in a suit, putting a bratty school girl in her place… enjoy…
Summary - Long distance relationships suck, especially if you can’t be with Jensen on your birthday but Jensen has a few tricks up his sleeves to make your birthday better.
Pairing - Jensen Ackles x You
WC - 2150
Warning - Slight Angst, Fluff, Birthday, swearing SMUT(18+, MINORS DNI), p in v sex, almost getting caught and a little fluffy surprise.
Square Filled - • Long Distance Relationship AU (@spnaubingo)
A/N-Holy shit! It’s been so long since I posted something. Feelin’ kinda rusty here lol. I reached 1.1k followers today so this is also a thank you gift to you guys for following me!
And Happy Birthday, Abby (super late but please accept this gift, yours truly, Chan)
Also Abby is a Swiftie, just like me. So purposely, I have put in some Taylor Swift song references. Have fun finding them!
Unbeta’d. All mistakes are mine.
“I don’t think I can fly back tomorrow.” Your eyes fluttered shut to stop the tears that were threatening to spill. When you opened them back, you saw the look of tremendous guilt and sadness on your boyfriend’s face. You didn’t want to cry in front of him and cloud his mind with more agony yet a stray tear managed to roll down your cheek. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. The covid protocols are…you know how it is…fuck, I miss you so much and it’s fuckin’ killing me that I can’t be there with you on your birthday.”
“Jay, don’t. It’s not your fault.” You said, placing down the ipad on the table and leaned back on the couch. You always thought the long distance relationship came with too much emotional baggage and pain but you were willing to accept them all because you fell for Jensen so hard and fast and the thought of living without him scared the shit out of you. “Just two more months and then I can move to the States and it’ll be okay.”
“I know but–”
“Jensen…” you sighed.
“You didn’t even hear me out.”
“What more can you say?”
“I miss you. These face times are not enough anymore. I-I want you…sweetheart, I need you with me, hold you close as I drift off to sleep and wake up with you in my arms. I just…need you here. A-and I’m tryin’ to get through the protocols.” Jensen’s green eyes were clouded with emotions, the loneliness weighing heavily on his shoulders.
“Even if you don’t make it to the flight, know that it’s alright. We’ll make it work. We always do.” You offered him a sad smile. You were seven thousand miles away from him. You knew that if he didn’t get on that flight within the next three hours, he wouldn’t be here with you on your birthday and it sucked. Just like him, you needed him with you. You missed him so bad.
Jensen didn’t say anything for the next few minutes. It was something you did often. No words said. You just wanted to be in each other’s company even if it was through the illuminated screen of your respective electronic devices.
“I love you,” you said to him and he flashed you his most beautiful smile. The type of smile that instantly lit up your world and made you happy. The type of smile you adorned a lot. The type of smile that feels like you’re home. He was your home.
“I love you too.” He said, “I’ll do my best.”
“I know you will, Jay.” He nodded.
It was your birthday but it didn’t feel like one. Since the morning, you hadn’t heard from Jensen and you were worried out of your mind. In the evening, you stood there in your party dress, looking around at the smiling faces of your friends but there was one thing missing. You kept checking your phone. You wanted him to be here so you got your eyes on the door hoping he would walk in any minute but he didn’t. And that’s when the feeling sank in.
You were going to spend your birthday without Jensen.
You blew out the candles, your eyes burning with the unshed tears. You tried to smile for the guests and laugh with your friends but your heart was filled with despair.
It was close to ten. You were lying on your bed after making an excuse of not feeling well. Your close friends had lingered around for a while before they left. That’s when you heard your sister call for you.
You sighed and pulled the covers close to you, not willing to socialise with anyone further. You heard the door creak open.
“Go away,” you grumbled.
“I didn’t spend the last thirteen hours on a flight to hear this, sweetheart.” You sat up and your heart did a somersault in your chest. You knew this voice all too well and you missed hearing the way it reverberated off the walls surrounding you, providing you some deep comfort.
“Jensen?” You sprinted towards the figure of a man lingering at the doorway and crashed into him, colliding with his firm chest as a pair of arms came up to wrap themselves around you. He brought your face to his and kissed your lips. Tears threatened to spill as your lips molded with his. You missed him so much.
He picked you up and you jumped to hook your legs at his waist and he let out a chuckle. With you in his arms, he walked towards the bed and put you down gently on the soft mattress.
“Hi, baby. Happy birthday.” He said.
“Hi.” Your words were a mere whisper as Jensen traced the outline of your face with his finger and placed a chaste kiss on your forehead.
“Where are you goin’?” You asked as he got up to close the door.
“I have something for you.” Jensen said as he closed the door to the room behind him. You wiggled your eyebrows at him and he rolled his eyes. “Get your mind outta the gutter.”
You pouted and he said, “I’m saving that present for later. But first–” he took a deep breath “–I want you to have this.”
You watched as he slowly went down on one knee. Eyes wide, you saw as he pulled out a jewellery box out of his jacket’s pocket. You gasped, standing up while he opened the box in front of you to reveal a ring inside.
“Jens…”
“Y/N, I…Holy shit, I thought this will be easy after practicing for the last five hours straight–” you laughed, a tear rolling down your cheek “–Sweetheart, I had this big, beautiful speech prepared but as soon as I stepped in this room, all I can see, all I think of is you. You remember what I told you last night? I want that, I want you and I want us. Every night when I go to sleep I want to feel you in my arms and know that I’m right where I’m supposed to be and then in the early morning, I want to be woken up by our kids jumping on us demanding breakfast. I’m so grateful for you every second. I’m grateful that somehow in this crazy universe with infinite possibilities, I met you.”
You were clearly sobbing and through the tears you said, “Yay, comic con!”
He chuckled and continued, “In you I have found the love that I never knew I needed. You’re my favourite human in the whole universe. There are many ways to be happy but all I need is you. So Y/N Y/L/N, make me the happiest person in the world and say yes, please?”
“Of course, yes! I will marry you, Jensen Ross Ackles!” You said and he grinned before putting the ring on your finger. He stood up and immediately pulled you for a kiss. It was enchanting and precious.
“I missed you, fuck…” he breathed in with his nose buried in the crook of your neck before moving his mouth to the south. You gasped, pulling your lip in between your teeth to stop the moan that was threatening to leave you as his lips found the sweet spot on your neck.
“Jay…we can't–”
“Why?” He asked.
“Everyone is present downstairs. I don’t trust myself to not make a noise.” You said.
“I just need to feel you. Please,” he panted as he bucked his hips and his bulge grazed past your thighs. A whimper escaped your lips and you knew it would be impossible to not make a noise if Jensen carried on with his actions. But as much as he needed you, you needed him as well. It had been too damn long. So you reached out, roughly trying to get him out of his pants.
He smirked, raising a brow. “We got ten minutes. I need you inside me, now.”
“Yes, ma'am.” He pushed you down on the bed behind you, hiking up your skirt and discarding your panties, before shoving down his pants along with his boxers. He wrapped his palm around his cock, giving it a few strokes before aligning himself with your entrance. His swollen tip nudged at your wet pussy. “Fuck, sweetheart, you’re fuckin’ wet.”
“You have been away for way too long!” You said, followed by a hiss as he pushed himself inside you at a tantalising pace. Your lips fell open to form an ‘O’ as he remained seated inside you, filling you to the brim. He started to move, pulling out to the tip before pushing himself in again, the move making you moan. Once he found his rhythm, he continued to thrust into you and you bucked your hips to match with his moves. His hand moved to rub at your clit and you cried out in utmost pleasure. Even after months of being apart, he knew how to get you going. Deliriously you both chased down your release. His thrusts had become more rough and small groans left his lips, filling the room.
He pressed his thumb against the bundle of nerves on your pussy and you were really close to your climax. His thrusts became erratic and a knot formed in the pit of your stomach.
“Jay–” your moan was ungraciously cut off by a knock on your door. Your eyes widened in shock and the same surprise was clearly evident on Jensen’s face.
“Fuck–” he groaned, his pace faltering a bit but he kept circling his hips to not lose his rhythm. “Answer.”
“What?” You whispered but the look on his face sent a shiver down your back. The thrill of almost getting caught was such a turn on for him. As you opened your mouth to answer to whoever was on the other end of the door, he picked up his pace. Asshole.
You suppressed a moan and asked, “What is it?”
“Is Jensen stayin’ for dinner?” It was your sister who asked the question.
“Y-yeah–” you bit into your lip “–yeah he is.”
“Come for me. I need you to come for me.” You were so close and with another deep thrust, your coil finally snapped as a wave of sheer ecstasy washed over you. The scream that almost left your lips was swallowed by Jensen as he kissed you hard. He continued to fuck you through you release, his thrust never faltering s he closed on to his own climax. A few more thrusts and he spilled into you, coating your walls with his seed and growling when he came. He slowly stopped his thrusts, lazily circling his hips, until he went soft inside you.
“Holy shit!” He chuckled, and pulled out of you. You whimpered at the loss of him.
“Holy shit, indeed.” You panted and kissed the crown of your head softly and towards the bathroom to clean himself up. When you finally found your strength to walk, you followed his lead and went to the bathroom.
“I was gonna bring you a washcloth.” He said and you ruffled his hair, knowing how much he loved washing you and cuddling with you after sex.
“Well thank you for being a gentleman but we need to go downstairs as soon as possible.” You said before stepping in front of him to clean yourself.
It was a little over ten minutes after your sister called you for dinner, that you and Jensen went downstairs. He had cleaned up, changed into a much more comfortable sweatpants and tshirt and brushed his sex hair but the post coitus bliss on both your face was clearly visible and it got a raised brow from your sister. If the others had taken notice, they refrained from saying anything which soon turned into a huge ruckus of congratulations when you announced your engagement.
Later that night, you and Jensen were lying on the couch with your sister sitting in the chair as you three watched a movie when she said, “I can’t keep covering for your asses.”
“What do you mean?”
“You guys were so not quiet. Thankfully, I turned up the music!” Your mouth fell open and a heat of embarrassment crept up your neck while Jensen just laughed.
“Can’t help it when my fiancée is so hot.” Jensen said.
“Ew. Jensen, that’s my sister, you’re talking about.” She scrunched up her nose in disgust, “You guys are insufferable! I’m going to bed. Don’t you dare christen the couch with your nonsense!”
“Can’t make any promises!” You and Jensen yelled back together and when your sister gagged, you both laughed loudly and continued to watch the movie.
The end credits rolled in. You sighed, letting your head rest against his chest. He kissed your head, whispering, “I love you.”
Warnings: Swearing, Injury, Mentions of Drinking, Anxiety, Mentions of a Break In, Sweet!Misha, Sweet!Funny!Smartass!Jared, Sweet!Funny!Protective!Flirty!Irritated!Jensen (Just Jensen all the way around)
Words: 6,133
Summary: Being a makeup artist on set for the last fourteen years has had it’s perks. You’ve been close with all the stars that have stepped through your trailer, but Jared and Jensen have definitely made more visits than most. After something turns your life upside down before Thanksgiving, One of your amazing friends is quick to help.
This is for Kayla’s { @one-shots-supernatural } Autumn Challenge. My prompts were Apple Cider, Pumpkin Carving and Thanksgiving.
I’m WAY overdue to getting this out, but of course since it’s Kayla’s challenge, I’ve had a straight shot of being able to talk to her about it. Though it’s crazy late, she’s still excited for it and I hope you all enjoy it!!
