Misha laughed openly, happily as he lay in bed the following morning with Jensen spooning him, pressed tightly against his back, both of them butt naked and their fingers laced together.

This was becoming more and more familiar as their secret affair dragged on; it was becoming less about sex and more about the sex AND learning one another. Misha was overjoyed with the progress and even more overjoyed that Jensen seemed to be enjoying his company as well as his tight ass.
It was a striking difference from when this all started, moments when Jensen would fuck him and refuse to stay, leaving Misha cold and feeling used seem to be a fleeting, distant memory, now Jensen would not only stay for a while, but stay all night and they were finally talking, learning about one another's lives. Although the subject of 'US' was still not approached directly, leaving a slight irritating itch than still needed to desperately be scratched.

As usual Misha was willing to let that go…for now, in favour of leaning more about Jensen Ackles.

After Jensen's minor panic attack on set yesterday in the moment when he thought Bob Singer was onto their affair, Misha had took it upon himself to calm Jensen down and they headed back to Misha's place as promised, actually keeping their hands off each other long enough for Misha to cook dinner with Jensen's help and leaving them both feeling weirdly domesticated.
Misha could sense the moment Jensen realised it was too domestic for his taste, ending in his co-star dragging him to the bedroom and making sure he fucked him so hard he was struggling to stand this morning.

Which led them to this point, both men had woken up at "ridiculous O'clock" this morning as Jensen had put it (although Misha would estimate it was around 3:00am) and they both struggled to get back to sleep, so for the past three hours they remained snuggled together, having what would pass for actual in depth conversations, ranging from their childhood to adulthood, from their siblings to their career before Supernatural.

Misha smiled as Jensen finished telling a story about his first day on set and meeting Jared for the first time, quietly lacing and un-lacing their fingers in front of him, playing with Jensen's fingers.

"Beats my first day on set, then again you know that." Misha whispered distantly with a quiet chuckle.

Immediately he felt Jensen's body stiffen behind him, fingers going still in his hand and Misha closed his eyes in horror as he realised how his comment had sounded, he really wasn't trying to bring up their past or have a dig at Jensen for something they were still seemingly getting over…the comment just slipped out and Misha suddenly feels like he may have ruined what could have been the best night/morning of his time with Jensen so far.

Jensen sighed loudly, guilt washing over him as Misha's comment hit home and he pressed his forehead against the back of his co-star's neck, pressing a light kiss there.

"I'm sorry" he whispered against Misha's skin, causing his lover to shiver.

Misha was quickly turning in Jensen's arms, so he could face him directly.

"No I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that…we were doing so well, let's just forget I ever said it ok?" Misha said urgently, tangling his hand with Jensen's again and pressing their foreheads together, giving Jensen a quick peck on the lips.

"But you're right…I…"

Misha bought his finger's to Jensen's lips in protest, trying to silence whatever he was about to say.

"No more talk of it, I don't want anything to ruin this…please" He pleaded, sighing in relief as Jensen reluctantly nodded his head in defeat and placed a kiss on the tip of Misha's finger, before lacing their fingers together once more.

Jensen smiled at Misha, just taking in his lover's face up close, his eyes tracing every inch of skin, every mark, every detail and realising he was an idiot to ever hate or push away this amazing man in front of him.
Misha squirmed under the inspection, smirking at Jensen and lightly squeezing his hand in confusion.

"Hey what's with the staring match…we're not Dean and Cas right now, you know that…right?" Misha said with a nervous chuckle, causing Jensen to laugh along with him and finally break out of his trance.

"Sorry…" Jensen leant forward slightly and kissed the nervous look right off Misha's face, deepening the kiss before pulling away way too soon and causing the other man to whimper at the loss.
"…you look tired"

Misha scoffed at the comment, his eyebrows raised high.
"Well gee thanks…kiss me then insult me why don't you."

Jensen laughed again, his other hand coming up to drag through Misha's unruly hair.
"Shut up jackass, I didn't mean it as an insult…I probably look tired as hell too…we have been up since ridiculous o'Clock"

Misha rolled his eyes, shuffling closer to Jensen's warm and welcoming body.
"Yeah you look like hell too" He mumbled quietly, a smirk forming across his face and earning a light slap on the ass from Jensen.

They laughed together, Jensen pulling Misha into his arms and kissing the top of his head.

"I think you now know more about me than I do." Jensen said with a chuckle.

"Ditto…unless you have any further questions?" Misha asked, nibbling on Jensen's ear and his hand snaking down his co-star's bare back, grabbing his firm ass and causing Jensen to jump slightly.

"Fuck, keep those hands wandering and talk is out of the window" Jensen moaned as Misha's hand pinched his ass, slowly moving around to grip Jensen's bare hip.

"That's not a bad thing" Misha laughed, teasingly running his fingers along Jensen's hipbone and kissing his neck, causing a tremble from the younger man.

Jensen sighed, grabbing Misha's chin and dragging him into a long, deep passionate kiss that had them both moaning into each other's mouths like horny teenagers.

He pulled back and smirked at Misha, pecking him once more on the lips.
"Hey I have a question…"

"Really? Now? I thought we were building up to something there!" Misha said with a pout on his face, his semi hard cock now seemingly useless.

Jensen laughed at the pouting expression on Misha's face, his internal voice screaming how adorable it was.

He leant closer to Misha and began to nibble lightly, playfully on his earlobe and earning a sigh of pleasure from his co-star.
"I want to know…what your deepest, darkest fantasy is."

Misha pulled away from Jensen, eyebrow rising at the new question with renewed interest.
"Deepest….darkest fantasy huh?...so deep and so dark that you're not sure whether you should ever tell anyone or it should stay buried in your sick, twisted mind purely for alone time?"

Jensen nodded at the explanation.
"Yep…do tell Mr Collins."

"You couldn't handle the truth" Misha said teasingly, wiggling his eyebrows at Jensen.

"Oh I can take it Collins…spill" Jensen pushed, with a smirk planted across his face.

Misha shuffled close again, leaning in to whisper his darkest fantasy into Jensen's ear and he could practically feel the excitement radiating off his co-star's body, his face lighting up like Christmas while he waited with anticipation.

"I have always wanted to have a threesome…with you and Jared."

Jensen immediately spluttered and pushed away in shock, a look of horror written all over his face, Misha lying next to him with a deadpan expression that said this was definitely his 'serious face'.

"What the fuck, Misha!? Are you fucking serious?" He spat out, mortified that Misha would even think anything like that.

Of course he couldn't keep the pretence up long enough and Misha burst into a fit of laughter, rolling onto his back and clutching his stomach.

Jensen slowly registered that Misha was pissing with him…come on, Jensen was bound to be a little slow…they have been awake since ridiculous o'Clock after all.

"You total and complete son of a bitch…that's not even funny."

Misha wheezed, laughter consuming him and one look at Jensen's face sent him falling about with hysterics once more.
"Oh God Jensen…you should see your face"

Jensen couldn't help but smirk as he watched Misha falling about with hysterical laughter.

Slowly he crawled on top of Misha's shaking body, successfully pinning him to the bed and suddenly the laughter started to die down.

"Ha freakin' ha…very funny…now I believe you still have a question to answer…"
Jensen stated, practically nose to nose with Misha now.

Misha smiled widely and went to open his mouth, only to be silenced by Jensen's finger against his lips.

"TRUTHFULLY this time."

Jensen removed his finger and waited patiently for an actual answer.

"Ok…first of all…you're the only Winchester Brother for me…"
Misha said with a bat of his eyelashes, quickly leaning up to peck Jensen on the lips and chuckling as he rolled his eyes in response.
"…secondly…I kinda like this…"

"Like what?" Jensen frowned in confusion.

"This…being pinned down…being held down by someone strong…maybe a little force...it's a real turn on…having said that…my recent fantasy…do you wanna know?" Misha teased, a slight smirk on his face as he felt Jensen's semi hard cock pushing against his bare hip.

Jensen gulped, on instinct gripping Misha's wrists tight as he admitted to liking the force and feeling his own cock slowly harden at the thought, twitching with interest as Misha teased about his most recent fantasy, desperate to know what's going on in that crazy head of his.

"Tell me."

Misha smirked, managing to hook his leg perfectly around Jensen's and successfully (if not a little smugly) flipping them over, pinning a stunned Jensen beneath him and totally reversing their positions.

"This…having YOU tied down…having YOU pinned beneath ME…"
Misha whispered down Jensen's ear seductively.
"…fucking your tight, virgin ass for the first time…hearing you moan and cry out as I fuck you deep and hard."

Jensen moaned loudly, his cock now fully hard at the idea and arching his hips up on instinct, causing both of their cocks to grind together.

"Fuck" He whispered, as the dirty thoughts of what Misha wanted to do to him overwhelmed his senses and he found himself being turned on by all of it for the first time.

Jensen has never bottomed for Misha, he's never submitted to anyone in his life but fuck if he wasn't turned on by everything right now, he wanted it and wanted Misha to take him any way he wanted.

Misha smirked and rolled his hips hard against Jensen, reaching down and wrapping a large hand around both of their cocks, both men moaning loudly as Misha began to jerk them both off brutally.

"If I didn't know any better…I'd say…fuck…I'd say you liked that idea?" Misha teased, his breath coming in short pants as he jerked them off together, eyes fixed on his moaning, wrecked lover below him.

"Fuck Misha…please." Jensen begged openly, thrusting into Misha's hand and loving the friction of their cocks moving together.

"So close Jensen" Misha breathed against his lover's mouth, kissing him deep as he felt Jensen tremble below him and hot cum splash over his own cock and fist, sending Misha crashing into his own orgasm a split second later, both men moaning wildly into each other's mouths.

Jensen's head fell back against the pillows, his breathing heavy as he tried to catch his breath and watching cautiously as Misha disconnected himself, falling to Jensen's side and equally out of breath.

"Well damn…wasn't expecting that little quickie." Jensen said with a chuckle.

Misha smirked and leant across with any remaining energy to kiss Jensen's cheek, wrapping his arm around his co-star's waist and snuggling close.

"So…I never got to ask, what's your deepest, darkest fantasy?"

Jensen smiled widely, making firm eye contact with Misha and gripping his chin.

"Everything you just said…I want it all Mish…and more…I never knew that's what I wanted until now…I want you to hold me down, tie me up, submit completely to you and I want more than anything for you to fuck my tight little ass." Jensen stated firmly and confidently, his cock trying to give a valiant twitch in excitement at his own words.

A wild smile stretched across Misha's lips and he pulled Jensen into a hot kiss, pulling back with a triumphant smirk on his face.

"What kind of person would I be to deprive you of your fantasy…It will happen…I'll make it happen…"
Misha's smile full of mischief, made Jensen feel momentarily frightened and excited at the same time.

The sound of their 7am wakeup call finally sounded from the bedside, Misha blindly reaching out over Jensen and hitting the snooze button.

He leant down to kiss Jensen, letting his hand slide down to his co-star's ass and making sure to run his long, talented fingers between Jensen's ass cheeks, brushing lightly over his hole and causing Jensen to yelp in surprise.
Misha pulled back with a smirk and a wink full of promise, a final hard kiss on Jensen's lips before he pushed himself out of the bed, Jensen watching in awe at Misha's hot naked body cross the room.

"…Next time Ackles." Misha said with a final wink, heading into the bathroom to get ready for their day ahead and leaving Jensen Ackles, a trembling wreck on the bed.