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Taking a long drink of the whiskey from his glass Jensen's hungry green eyes watched as the man skirted around the dance floor his tall frame easy to spot making sure that he was always in Jensen's eyesight.
"You're drooling again." Jeff helpfully pointed it out, not at all affected when Jensen glared at him. "I just thought you wanted to look good for your boy."
"I don't drool." A wicked smirk appeared on Jensen's face, "Unless it is when Jared is putting on a show for me and then well really I can't be blamed. My boy has the moves."
Jeff gave his friend a knowing look, "Well I can't say for sure what kind of moves Jared gives you in private as the last time I asked to see Jared's show you nearly bit my head off and if Jared hadn't come to calm you down my dead body would no doubt be buried in an unmarked grave." The look that Jensen gave him promised him that his death would be slow and very painful. Amusement filled Jeff's voice as he pointed at Jensen, "Yep that is the look right there."
Shrugging his shoulders Jensen turned his attention back to where Jared was happily talking to someone, his sunshine smile filling the room and Jensen felt his eyes narrow as he took in the hungry look that was being directed at his Jared. He trusts Jared with his whole heart it is others that he doesn't trust his boy has had more than his fair share of offers that he never realized were offers for one-night stands or quickies in the bathroom. Jared deserved better than that. "Well, I have a pretty boy to dance with." Jensen knew that Jeff would be fine on his own and he had gone too long without Jared in his arms.
Jeff only shook his head as he watched Jensen smoothly climb to his feet, he had figured that sooner than later he would be on his own. "That's okay. I'll be fine all by my lonesome." Jeff called at Jensen's retreating back chuckling as Jensen waved a hand over his shoulder. "Some friend."
Jared had never been one to feel at home on the dance floor, well that was before he met Jensen and the man changed his life now he loved letting the music wash over him and letting his body flow in time with the beat, he wasn't at all surprised when he felt a pair of familiar arms wrap around him. Or the latest person wanting to dance with him turn pale and flee back into the crowd. "That wasn't very nice."
"He was flirting with what is mine and you know that I don't share." Jensen's deep voice growled in his ear and Jared only had a moment to feel Jensen's chest pressed against his back before he was turned around to face his lover. "If you are going to dance with anyone you are going to be dancing with me," Jensen growled as his hands gripped his hips and pushed their bodies flush together.
"I didn't think I would ever get you on the dance floor. You seemed content to spend the night at the table drinking and watching me." Jared whispered as he wrapped his arms around Jensen's neck and placed a feather-like kiss on the corner of Jensen's mouth.
"I was enjoying the show and thinking of the one that you will be putting on for me tonight when we get home." Jensen growled out his green eyes darkening with lust.
It always made Jared shiver with lust at the way Jensen moved as smooth as silk as if he was designed to be on the dance floor and the way he could work a few words just to make them dirty enough to make Jared weak in the knees. "Well, then what are we waiting for? I think a private show will be all the more fun than this."
Growling Jensen loved the coy look Jared sent him and pressing their bodies even closer together he claimed Jared's lips in a searing kiss one that left them both breathless and needing more. "Let's go." Jensen took Jared's hand in his and tugged him out of the crowd.
"Son of bitch he left me with the bill again." Jeff growled as he watched Jensen and Jared make they're escape. "Just another Saturday night with those two."