JENSEN IN GLASSES AND READING BOOKS! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP! Not in his wildest, fresh-blood-induced feverish dreams can he imagine sweet, glasses-wearing, book-loving, Jensen tackling a guy to the ground.
Jensen swallows, and gives him a nervous smile. “No. I’m, uh, on the cheerleading squad. That’s, you know—why I’m wearing this outfit.” This made me laugh hysterically.
He can also shake his hips in filthy little thrusts that should only be for Jared’s eyes, and makes his inner monster scratch at the surface. This visual!
Make it so that no one will ever look at Jensen again without remembering Jared too. This. Forever and ever.
“I’ll get an apartment, if you say yes.” OMG. WTF. BAHAHAHAHA;HA
Wanting to slip into Jensen's body. Just . . . I can't.
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Not in his wildest, fresh-blood-induced feverish dreams can he imagine sweet, glasses-wearing, book-loving, Jensen tackling a guy to the ground.
Jensen swallows, and gives him a nervous smile. “No. I’m, uh, on the cheerleading squad. That’s, you know—why I’m wearing this outfit.”
This made me laugh hysterically.
He can also shake his hips in filthy little thrusts that should only be for Jared’s eyes, and makes his inner monster scratch at the surface.
This visual!
Make it so that no one will ever look at Jensen again without remembering Jared too.
This. Forever and ever.
“I’ll get an apartment, if you say yes.”
OMG. WTF. BAHAHAHAHA;HA
Wanting to slip into Jensen's body. Just . . . I can't.