*Submitted anonymously for Late Nights With Misha, I did not write this.
Misha x Reader: A weekend conference results in meeting your ultimate celebrity crush and your wildest dreams become real when you end up attracting his carnal attention. (part 1)
Warnings: smut, swearing, oral sex, derogatory language, objectification, slight sub/dom.
Words: 1835.
Side Chick
You had been excited when you had been chosen by the organization you worked for to attend a weekend conference. People from all over the world would most likely be there representing their cause. There would be talks about fund raising, community advocacy, discussions on collaborations between various organizations to reach certain goals. The weekend wouldn’t be all business and awareness though, There was a cocktail party on the schedule for the Saturday night in order for people to network in a more informal environment and have some fun.
Ah yes the schedule, when you noticed that Random Acts would be there to gather support for a large project they were undertaking the following year you couldn’t help but cross your fingers that would mean Misha Collins would be in attendance, his presence would make people more keen to open their wallets you had concluded, of course he had to be there.
The events of Friday had been admittedly a bit dull and emotionally draining during all the AM sessions. The afternoon, however, people would be gathering to hear from Random Acts and you were going to be there to see what they had to say and, take ideas back to your organization to see if a partnership would be approved for funding. You entered the room and there he was, Misha, sat with a couple other board members, your stomach flipped as he greeted you and others as everyone settled down to begin talks. For the first time of the day, one of these sessions was actually entertaining, Misha was his usual funny, intelligent and charming self and wow did he look handsome. You couldn’t help but look at him adoringly whenever you thought nobody would notice, you even dared to playfully flirt with him in a way that wouldn’t seem too obvious. The session eventually came to an end and people started leaving. A few people, including you, had hung around a bit longer to talk to Misha about their plan, engage in more casual conversation and to pledge your support. A reporter had taken a few photo ops for a news article on the event.
