...She'll Be Back to Learn About Hickeys

Summary: Y/N is excited to continue her lessons in...um...anatomy with Jensen. So, excited in fact that she barely gets in his front door before school is in session.

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Nothing too explicit. Kissing, making out, hickeys, and a bit of Y/N on her knees. 😉 Virgin!reader, age gap.

Pairings: Jensen x Y/N

Word Count: 1,472

A/N: So, this is a sequel to If You Teach a Girl to Kiss...

I mentioned an interest in writing a sequel, and @kayyay1219 made the following request:

So since the reader is going to Jensen’s house. I was thinking he could show her more things like how to grind and touch him. If that’s okay with you!😁 also maybe he could show her how to give a hickey.

I'm totally gonna continue this happy little smutty story with more sequels. (Not gonna lie, it's sort of reminiscent of my Dean x Y/N series of Firsts, but a little different too, I hope and I definitely plan on continuing those sequels as well.) I'll be progressing through Jensen and Y/N's evening together and touching on some of the other specifics that the lovely Kay requested. So, this is just the beginning my dear. Stay tuned for all the lessons! 😜

Hope you all enjoy!

A/N 2: As always, of course this is a Jensen from another part of the Multiverse, who is single. This is an absolute work of fiction.

The beautiful divider at the bottom was created by @talesmaniac89

I knocked on Jensen’s apartment door and he opened it almost immediately. He knew I was there, cause he’d buzzed me into the building less than a minute before. The elevator was quick and had zoomed me up to the 22nd floor in no time. 

As he stood in the doorway, he smiled, slow and sexy, and swept his gaze up and down my body, which started my heart pounding. He’d changed into a pair of black jeans and a long-sleeved, navy blue henley that clung to him and made my mouth water.  He stepped back from the door and gestured me inside.

“Come on in, sweetheart.” He said as I brushed past him. 

As soon as the door was closed, he grabbed hold of my waist with one hand and gently pushed me back up against it. He crowded close and braced his forearm just above my head, leaning down to brush his lips gently against my ear.

“Right on time, Ms. Y/L/N. Good girls get rewarded.” He purred before dipping the tip of his tongue very lightly along the shell of my ear, causing head to toe shivers. 

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