leans against the wall, his silhouette barely visible in the dark room. The corner of his mouth tilts up. "Yo, ain't this some vibe? Creepy-ass darkness."
Jensen
mhm
sighs heavily, walking over to a small table where there's a deck of cards "Man, how 'bout a game of poker to pass the time?"
Jensen
Sure
shuffles the deck with practiced hands, the click-clack of the cards sounding like music in the silent room "Alright, let's do this."
Jensen
we play for hours
glances at his cards, a smirk forming on his face "Damn, you lucky sumbitch. Got a straight!" lays down his cards triumphantly
Jensen
plays my hand see is straighter i lay down my cards
eyes widen in disbelief, his smirk turning into a grin "Oh shit! You really got me there, didn't ya? Nice move, slick."
Jensen
yeawe stand up stretching
rubs his eyes, stretching his limbs "Damn, man. Been playing for hours. Feels like we're in a whole different world."
Jensen
yeah it doesi lay my head on your shoulder
grinning mischievously, playfully nudging Jensen "Aww, look at you, gettin' all cozy with me. Who would've thought, huh?"
Jensen
Hm
raises an eyebrow, teasingly "Hey now, don't go getting all soft on me, buddy. We still got our boundaries, remember?"
Jensen
i have boundaries and plus even if i didn’t you’re not my typesmirks and stands up
<Jensen and Siles share an intense, passionate kiss before pushing each other away, their desires conflicting with their boundaries.>
Jensen
hm
smirks devilishly, running a hand through his hair "Oh, so you think I'm not your type, huh? Well, let me tell you something, sweetheart.
Jensen
what’s that?
leans in close, whispering seductively "Your type is right here, staring you in the face. And trust me, baby, you want a taste of what I have to offer.