Jensen ended up carying Misha and sitting him on the couch. Jensen jumped over the back to sit with him.

"Can we start with something scary? Misha nodded. He turned on The Conjuring , and grabbed a blanket. Misha cuddled into him, Jensen was a sly dog and yawned, wrapping his arm around him. The suspense made them both more anxious then scared, Misha whimpered under his breath. Jensen's grip tightened, letting him know that it would be okay.

"Daddy, will you protect me from the monsters?"

Misha's eyes were glossy and filled with fear. He had the best plan in the world for tonight.

"Of course I will. I won't let them anywhere near my baby boy! They might just be scared of Dean and wont come near my family! You, we, may never know." A smile crept across his face, making the corners of his eyes crinkle.

"How will they know I'm yours daddy?"

"Well once I've marked you as my own..."

"But how- mnnn." His sentence was cut off and his breath was taken away by the soothing sensation of Jensen's mouth on his neck. His teeth bit down gently and he sucked on his skin.

A hickey started to form, and Jensen pulled away.

"There, now I've marked you."

Misha looked pleased but also angry.

"What's wrong?"

Misha flicked Jensen on the nose playfully  and gave him the best b**ch face he could, but couldn't stop smiling.

"I told you no visable hickeys! How can I go out in public like this?" He laughed sarcastically.

"I have makeup!" Jensen rubbed his nose and smirked.

"Alright alright. But thank you for protecting me."

"You're a real b**ch," Jensen mumbled as Misha cuddled back into him.

"But you love me! Don't deny it."

"I won- AHHHH!" He turned to the t.v. at the wrong moment and witnessed a jump scare
He let out the girliest scream, like a fan at a Black Veil Brides concert.

He fell forward, ruining the moment.

"Let's turn this off."

"I agree," Jensen caught his breath.

~•~

Once they had settled back down, they went downstairs, after a light fingering session on the couch.
They still had no clothes on when they were downstairs.

Jensen pumbled Misha onto the bed and held him by his wrists to the bed. He made him feel in subspace.

He sat up on Misha's chest, his grip on his wrist tightened as he leaned down and kissed him, biting his lip as he pulled away.

"You're so good Master. Make me your slave, but I don't know if I deserve it."

Jensen moved his hands from his wrists, to around the sides of his neck. He choked him slightly. Misha arched his back, and Jensen ran his fingers down his chest in a calming manner.

"You do deserve a kiss."

Misha's eyes sparkled as he looked at Jensen, enthralled by his voice, hanging on to each word. Jensen let out a small sigh of pleasure and leaned forward. He whispered against Misha's soft pink lips, "I love you."

Misha wanted to speak, but did not, since he was not told to do so. He breathlessly kissed Jensen. His boy, kissed back lovingly. Nothing else was on Jensen's mind, besides the lips of his angel. The feeling of love tingled through his veins. He ran his tongue across Misha's lips. Misha knew that, that was his cue. He opened his mouth trying to please his master. He didnt care about anything else in the world at that moment. Not the dogs, not his sister, not even himself. All he could fathom was Jensen Ross Ackles.

Jensen moaned at the taste of his lovers mouth. It was sweet and he savored it with every taste bud he had. Jensen knew, this wasn't the way a couple would kiss, but the way a perfect match was destined. Each little kiss, even the simplest touch, was a series of sparks that kept his heart going. Sparks that he would cherish for the rest of his life. Misha felt safe. He finally stopped thinking in that moment. Jenny could do anything to him, he felt weak because of that. He wanted to be closer to his dominant, but knew that if he was touched in the slightest by Jensen, he would shiver in sheer pleasure.

"You're amazing, you know that right?"

Jensen's amazing hands made their way to Misha's hips. He looked deep into his eyes, and was proud to call this man his. The love of his life, finally happy. It was the best feeling in the history. The sort of thing that made you want to cry. Maybe they could actually have a happy ever after.

His slow thoughts were overcome by a rush of hot breath on his neck.

Misha did in-fact shiver, and his breath became heavier. Nonetheless, he couldn't care about his body, because it belonged to his master. Misha breathed heavily into the kiss, as he happily awaited more orders from his master. His cock hardening, from Jensen slightly touching his bare skin. He craves the touch that unraveled his depression for the time being . He finally understands what he will have to do, before he leaves.

Jensen's stomach fluttered as he pulled away, leaving a light ring of saliva around his lips. Misha desperately tried to hold on to the kiss, but couldn't take control. He wiped his mouth and whispered, "may i speak?"

"Yes."

"I love you," he nuzzled his face into Jensen's body. "You make my world go round."

~•~

"Master, are you ready for dinner?"

"I thought you'd be full after that." He joked. Wink wink. "But yes."

Misha put on a fancy suit, Jensen did the same. His was only slightly different. They put the dogs in their room to make sure they didn't destroy the house before they left..

The car ride was 5 minutes of Jensen and Misha arguing about who loves who more, it was all a jumbled mess. They ended up agreeing on they loved each other equally.

The restraunt fancy. Like, top notch fancy. The lights were dimmed and the tables were candle lit.

They ordered pasta and wine.

"Mr.Ackles," Misha took a sip from his drink. "You are just like fine wine. You get better with age."

He leaned over the table for a kiss. Just a peck, but Jensen begged for more with his tongue.

"Uhm! FREAKING COCKLES GOALS!" A random waitress yelled. "I'm such a big fan! Can I get a picture?"

Cockblock/moment ruiner.

"Sure thing." They both got up. The girl was on Jensen's left. Misha on his right. He wrapped an arm around the both of them.

Just as she took the picture, Misha kissed Jensen's cheek, and softly grabbed his crotch, not wanting to bother him, but soothe his needs at the same time.

Jensen awkwardly let out a muffled moan.

"Uh, you okay?" The waitress asked. "Oh, and awesome picture!'

"I couldn't be better. Have a nice day."

They both sat back down. Their food came. They ate slowly, discussing the meaning of life and such, before Misha finally got the nerve...

"Jensen, there's something I wanted to ask you before I left..." Misha words were shaky.

"Yeah?"

"I love you Master." A smile krept across his face, Jensen's saliva still marking his lips." I will always love you. And I need you." Misha cried softly, the tears reflecting the ambient light in the room. He reached in his pocket for the small blue box.

He pulled out the box and thumbed over it. His stomach dropped and his hands were shaky, nervousness overcame everything and it was hard for him to speak.

He shakily got down on one knee. "W-will you make me the happiest man in the world?"

Jensen's eyes begain to water.

"Jensen Ross Ackles will you marry me?"

Misha opened the box, revealing a beautiful silver ring with i love you engraved on it.

"Yes, I will Dimiri." He leaned down and kissed him. He pulled him up by his collar, and still kissed him, like nobody had ever seen before.

Some waitress had popped a bottle of champagne in the back ground.

The ring slipped on easily, a perfect fit. The cool metel seemed to melt his heart.

"I love you, so very much kitcat."

"I love you more baby cakes!" Jensen knew how much he hated that name.

Misha cringed so hard that it was laughable. Jensen grabbed his hand and thumbed over his knuckles.

Jensen reached across the table and pulled Misha's collar up, because his hickeys were showing. Jensen knew how mad Misha was about the mark, but he was also so blinded by love that those feelings quickly subsided.

"Sorry babe."

Misha smirked, "you better be!" He quickly realized that he spoke in the wrong tone and he looked down. "I'm sorry, please don't punish me."

"I'm not mad, I'm the happiest I ever could be, because you're my fiancé and I'm gonna marry you one day, and its just amazing!"

"But a slave shouldnt speak against his master..."

"You're not just a slave hun. You make my world Dimitri. You're the love of my life and I'm the happiest person in the history right now. You're more than a slave, in the sence that I'm not gonna control you all the time. That I trust you and give you freedom because you're special."

"Okay. I just don't want to hurt you."

"The only way you could hurt me is if you left or hurt yourself. You're so precious and it hurts how much I love you. I'd rather die than see you hurt yourself." Jensen leaned over to kiss him. Misha savored the taste of his mouth and his loving touch. He didn't care that they weren't public, his heart was speaking faster than his mind. Jensen opened his mouth slightly to let his lover play with his tongue. Their lips danced gracefully in the chaste passionste kiss. All Misha's ever wanted was right there in front of him. It was like s personal heaven. As Misha kissed jensen he knew his purpose in Life. It was because of Jensen. He wanted desperately to have jensen hold him forever. He loved the way his muscly arms felt around him the sweet scent of his cologne, he was finally blissful in his existance for once since high school. He felt perfect and capable he could do anything with Jensen's love and support. He was complete.

Jensen wrapped his arms around Misha's neck ,pulling his body and face closer, forcing his tongue deeper in his mouth. He didn't care what anyone else thought, just the desire and sensation that he was feeling at the moment. He whispered into his mouth, an I love you before gently bitting down on his lip and then licking it over.

He pulled away after a while, Misha paid. He couldn't believe that his baby proposed, and he was so proud. The feeling of the other boy's lips still lingered and he couldn't shake the feeling.

The restraunt's back door lead to a dock. The water was crystal clear, and the sunset made it glow. They decided to walk out there before they left.

"Daddy? Do you know why i became a sub?"

"How come my love?"

"Becuase it lets me turn off and have somone think for me, and let go of everything. Including my depression, but no- nevermind you don't care about the next part. Its dumb..."

"No I do care. Seriously. Anything important to you is important to me..."

"Well my submission has been abused when i was younger, by a few people. And I'm glad you take me and my limits seriously." Misha gave him a small smile.

"I didn't know... You should have told me sooner. And I will always respect your limits! I'm not gonna rape you. I care and that's why I take it seriously. I'd never want to hurt you. That would break me." Jensen was holding hid hand. It was quiet as they look at the water. His hands were warm and all he could do is listen to the rythem of Misha's heartbeat.

"I don't know what I'd do without you and your silly quirks, Jensen. The way you lightly snore when you sleep and the way you protectively cuddle. How you touch my butt when you think I'm asleep." He chuckled at the last part. "Don't think I don't know about that."

Jensen blushed. "Good thing I plan on never leaving."