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justroaminground · 8 months

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hot mess (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Weeeeelll, hi and hello!

here i am back with another one shot! hehe i already would like to say sorry, i don't know where that came from! i just hope you enjoy it.

summary: sam and dean are family friends and sam decides to join your dad on an investigation, while you stay back with dean. ;) you basically teas him until he can not control himself any longer..whopsi

warnings: just smut, FILTHY smut!, age gap (but legal), creampie, no protection used,

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"well, i guess we have to wait then." you said while exhaling loudly, walking from the door back to the kitchen table where dean was sitting.

one of his hands rested on the table, holding a beer, while the other hand was resting on his thigh. when you turned around from the door to dean, you caught him checking you out. his gaze immediately went from your body back onto the floor and he nibbled on his lower lip.

your dad and sam just took of, checking out a hint. the 4 of you were solving a case and your dad needed some back up. sam and your dad were on the way, breaking into a police station to get some evidence. knowing this would take quiet a while, you had to spent the time with dean in your house.

dean never knew when to stop hitting on woman, but he never dared to talk to you that way. knowing your dad, his respect for your dad was unbelievable high. you sure as hell were exactly his type and the two of you had some hot flirts, but it never got any further. unfortunately.

you walked over to the fridge, to get yourself another beer.

"don't think you should be drinking right now y/n" dean spoke up.

"dad's not her and i am pretty sure they won't need us." you shrugged and opened it up. "cheers" you smiled sweetly while gesturing him to drink with you.

"what makes you so sure?" he asked with a interested expression.

swallowing the first gulp of the beer. you sat right opposite of him on at the table. you placed the beer on the table and held it with both hands.

"i feel like your brother is..very good at what he's doin' ya know?" you explained to him and looked straight into his eyes.

loosening the grip with one hand from the beer bottle you placed one finger on the bottleneck and stroke it a little to remove the water drops. since the beer was so cold and the room itself was pretty hot, there formed water drops on the bottle and you always had the ick to remove them.

"what? my brother seems to be a better help than i am?" dean smirked and tried to provoke you into saying something nice about him.

a grin formed on your lips and you decided to act exactly against his will. "well i gotta admit. it may does not seem like it, but some girls are into nerds dean." you confessed and bit your lower lip.

before he was able to say something, he watched your fingers. sliding over the bottle. dean couldn't help, but his filthy thoughts about you just raced through his mind. comprehending what you just said, his jaw clenched and his eyes shot from the bottle back up to you.

seeing this very raw side of him, made you shiver. the little hairs on your neck stood up and you pressed your thighs together. feeling your pussy getting a heartbeat.

dean already had his next words on his tongue, ready to spit them out. "let me convince you otherwise", but he kept them to himself. he broke the very intense eye contact and laughed quietly. one side of him, wanted to care for you so bad, but his logical thinking told him otherwise. he could possibly be your father. thing's just got hard for him, because you were a clever, attractive young woman, being very grown up for your age.

"well luckily i do not have to understand that. ignoring that he is even older than you are young lady! " dean said and leaned back against the chair. relaxing again, trying to calm the very tensed atmosphere.

a little bit of dissatisfaction made itself noticeable in your body. you wanted him so bad, you were literally craving for this man. literally man. he was the same age as your dad was, the two of you had a pretty rough age gap, but instead of being turned of, you were even more turned on. knowing you were a little freak sometimes, you weren't even ashamed of living your freaky side. the goal of tonight was getting fucked by him. whatever it needed..

"is that a problem?" you asked innocently and raised an eyebrow.

"what?" dean asked, looking back at you.

"the age gap?" you asked and took another sip of your beer.

he wanted to say something, but you were able to see he thought about it for a moment again. his lips pointed and formed into a laugh. he shook his head and once again switched his gaze from you to the floor and back up at you.

"i do think it is a problem." he confirmed and the expression on his face got more serious.

"oh..what a shame." you whispered and smirked. sipping once again on your bottle. grinning against the bottle opening, putting the beer down onto the table you got up. "luckily i don't" you got up and slowly walked along the long side of the table. your fingertips slowly slid over the table top.

"i don't like where this is going y/n" dean said while giving you a serious stare.

"don't look at me like that dean.." you pouted, while bitting your lower lip once again. you stopped right in front of him. "you're scaring me.." walking slowly around him, stopping right behind him.

"what are you trying?" dean tried to stay calm and play it off cool. he kept his gaze very persistent on his beer and fiddled the label off.

placing your hands on his shoulders, the smirk on your face grew and you leaned down to whisper into his ear. "keep on acting like that." your hands stroke further down onto his chest.

dean inhaled a sharp breath and his hands immediately grabbed yours, pushing them of. he stoop up and faced you. "stop it y/n!" he looked at you and raised his voice a bit.

not being a bit impressed by his anger issues, but got even more turned on. "make me." you talked very calmly back and kept the intense eye contact with him. quickly you pushed the chair aside and fell to your knees. still holding the eye contact with dean, you were going all in. wanting to feel his hands so badly on your body you swore to yourself you would drive this man crazy.

being very impressed by what you just did, his eyes widened and his jaw clenched even harder. by now his molars, must definitely be hurting. his strong and large hands rolled into fists and he fought so hard with himself, simply watching you.

"pretty please, dean." you looked at him with your doll like eyes and licked your lower lip. "will you care for me? at least that's what my dad wanted you to do.." a soft, pleading whisper left your lips and your hands reached for his belt.

"you know damn well, this is absolutely wrong!" dean hissed and his breathing got faster than it used to be.his hand once again grabbed yours, but before he was able to push you off, you pushed him forcefully back against the table and his hands immediately grabbed the edge of the table. distracting him with your quick move, you opened up his belt and opened up his jeans. butting one hand onto his growing member you smirked up at his scattered face.

"fuck!" dean clearly cursed out. his fingers clawed so tight onto the edge of the table, his knuckles turned white. he wanted to push you off, knowing this is a huge taboo, but he just couldn't. your soft hand against his crotch just felt to fucking good. he no longer knew what was wrong or right. how could something so filthy and wrong, feel so good and erotic at the same time? his mind was spinning and he couldn't help himself, but enjoy your touch.

your hand stroke along his hard cock, pressing against his jeans and you just admired this beautiful man. his facial expression still showed how hard he was fighting with his morals, but you knew he will be braking in. "don't make this so hard on yourself dean.." your voice broke through to him.

"h-how am i supposed to?! a fucking hot teen is kneeling right in front of me, pleading to be fucked, while i am supposed to take care for her" deans thoughts rushed unfiltered from his mind, out of his mouth and right when he was finished you already pulled down his jeans and boxers. admiring his rock hard cock, your mouth already craved tasting him.

not hesitating for a moment you took him into your mouth and whimpered satisfied against his tip. your big round eyes, looked up at him and his eyes widened in shock. his mouth fell open and against his will he loved it. he just loved how good your mouth felt around his cock. "holy shit y/n" he moaned out and his low and husky voice made you even more wet.

being motivated by his reaction, you opened your mouth even a bit more and almost fit him completely in. moving your head a bit slower at the beginning, your hands still rested on his thighs slightly holding onto him. his head fell back into his neck and he moaned in relief.

one of his hands found their way into your hair and that little touch made your body react so strong you moaned against his cock. his fingers grabbed your hair just the right way and he pushed your needy down against his length.

"you're such a whore for me y/n aren't you?" dean stated and held you down for a few seconds onto his cock. "giving yourself like that to me, a man the same age as your dad. what a filthy little whore you are.."he continued and let go of your head.

talking him out of your mouth with a "bloop", you spit into your hand and worked his length with your hand. "if you only knew how may wet dreams i had of you.." your eyes mirrored the lust from your body. wearing the dirtiest smile on your lips.

dark lust formed in deans eyes and he grabbed your hair, pulling your head back, making you look up at him and he leaned down onto your level. being shocked by this move you looked at him, switching your expression from filthy back to the most innocent angel you were.

"open your mouth." dean demanded.

you opened your mouth without a inch of hesitation. his other hand grabbed your face and he spit into your mouth. your mind stopped functioning at this exact moment and everything just felt like pure ecstasy right now. before you knew it, your lips crashed hungrily against his lips and kissed him slutty. pressing your body needy up against his body, he immediately pulled you off the floor and placed you rough on the table. a moan escaped from you lips into the kiss and he began to open up your jeans.

you moved your body just the right ways to help him undress you. within seconds you found yourself naked winding in his grip, trying to get more and more of him. the only thing he still wore, was his flannel. it was all unbuttoned and exposed his lean upper body. your hands explored every inch of his body and your legs were curled around his waist. his cock was pressed against your wet pussy and you couldn't help but wiggle your hips, wanting to feel him finally inside you.

the two of you were still exchanging wet and passionate kisses. his hands wandered from your cheeks down to your shoulders, softly sliding further down to your breasts. dean massaged them, with his huge hands, leaving you a hot mess beneath him.

"f-fuck me please.." you moaned against his lips and looked up at him. your lips were red and swollen from all the kissing and sucking. your eyes were watery from all the arousal building up in your body, you couldn't keep it together anymore.

"i will..don't you worry about that.." dean moaned against your neck and his hungry lips kissed their way down to your breast. he left wet kisses on your right breast. licking and kissing you nipple. he took his time and worked your breast just the right way to drive you even more crazy.

his hands held your safely against his body and you pressed your hip more against his. "i-i am begging you dean.." you started off once again and your had a hard time breathing. "fuck me, use me already.." you whimpered and gave yourself completely away in his hands.

"how bad do you want it..?" he loosened his grip a bit around you and smirked. his hand rested on your tummy and he pushed you back onto the table. you supported yourself on your elbows and looked up at him. "very very bad." you whimpered and bit your lower lip. his hand on your tummy slowly stroke further down, until he reached your bellybutton. he stopped right there and grabbed your hip.

"look at yourself..spreading your legs for me, being such a wet mess for me.."he smirked while taking in every inch of you beneath him. his words gave you goosebumps and you took a sharp breath in.

loving your reaction, he took his cock into his free hand and touched your clit with it. drawing little circles.

"not gonna lie. you don't know how my times..i imagined that tight, pink pussy, stretching just perfectly around my cock." he continued and you grabbed as hard as you could into the table. your hands started to shake a bit and you couldn't believe what he just said. "d-dean stop the teasing please.." you moaned out and your voice got a bit higher. moaning like a little angel beneath his touch you took every second in.

"just one more thing.." he guided his tip along your slit further down to your entrance. you quickly nodded your head and watched his lips hungrily in need of what was that one thing, keeping you away from feeling his cock finally inside you.

"let's keep this our dirty lil secret.." he whispered and his grip on your hips got tighter. nodding like crazy you confirmed to him and before you were able to prepare yourself, he trusted his length into you.

all the feelings and hunger that built up, completely wrecked you right now. feeling his thick and long cock, fucking you deeply you just couldn't comprehend it. your body felt like drugged from all the feelings rushing through you. him pushing into you very deeply, each thrust hits the right spot. making you weaker with every thrust. your body fell back onto the table and one hand grabbed your breast. the other one rested on your lower tummy, feeling him moving inside you. your vision got a blurred and your senses felt ten times more intense. everything felt more intense.

his strong arms wrapped around your body and pressed you safely against his. one hand held you onto him and the other one rested on the table to support him. he rested his forehead onto yours and kept moving inside you. moans, whispers as well as relieving gasps filled the room.

"open those pretty eyes angel" dean breathed out heavily and wanted to be sure you're okey.

opening your eyes you looked up into his eyes and couldn't help, but moan. "y-you're fucking me so good.." your voice cracked and you clawed one hand into his shoulder and the other one into his back. at this point he wasn't able to control himself any longer and he moved your body a bit more to the edge of the table. making you more accessible for him. he pushed himself as far as he could into you. his trust got a bit slower, but each time he made sure to push you down onto his cock, while trusting into you.

this just drove you crazy and you tried to hold up the eye contact. "i- i can't hold it in any longer dean.." you whimpered and already felt your abdomen twitch.

"cum for me." he whispered against your lips and kissed you softly but needy. him giving you the confirmation to cum, send you over the edge and you stopped holding it back any longer. a wave of electricity drove through your body and it released itself. your walls tightened up, making dean moan in surprise as he couldn't held it back himself any longer. he came into you and for a minute the both of you stayed in this position.

gently he picked you up, pulling himself out of you, walking over to the living room. he sat down and held you onto his lap. your head rested on his chest and he placed a kiss on your temple.

taking the time you needed to get back from your high you just laid there in his arms. your body still felt weak and sore, but it was okey. it was exactly what you craved. dean on the other hand just cared for you, making sure you were okey and he didn't go to hard on you.

"you okey..?" he whispered and looked at you. stroking your arm.

"just fine.." you gave back and kissed his shoulder. "i hate to admit it, but we should probably get dressed.."you added and looked up at him.

"pretty sure they're going to be back soon, yeah. but i just wanted to be sure you're okey." dean explained and hugged you a bit more against his body.

after a few minutes, the both of you got up and one after the other took a quick shower. you stayed in the living room while dean was in the kitchen. just as the two of you settled, the door swung open and sam, as well as you dad came in.

"unfortunately a dead end." sam said and rolled his eyes in exhaustion.

"did the two of you maybe found anything?!" your dad added desperately.

"uhm..well..no not really..honestly we hoped you guess would be successful.." dean kinda stammered and licked his lower lip.

sam raised and eyebrow and looked at dean.

"well then, let's continue the search." your dad said, not thinking anything while grabbing a bear and sitting down onto the table. searching the police files once again.

"seriously dude?!" sam whispered very very quietly, so only dean would be able to hear him. he already knew that was going on.

dean just smirked and shrugged his shoulders. looking over to you in the living room. you laid there, watching tv in your pj's and smiled innocently at the two of them. not knowing what they just talked about.

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soupwings · 1 year

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kevin should just teach him how to use whatsapp

#kevin tran #Dean Winchester #sam winchester #jack kline #supernatural #spn #spn fanart #spn comic #supernatural comic #cw spn #cw supernatural #the cw supernatural #my art

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taylortots-world · 10 months

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Come A Little Closer

Summary: You and Dean spent hours in bed. Not for the reason you may think. Research. Open books and scattered papers. You can visibly see how exhausted Dean is. So, you decide to give him a hand.

Warnings: 18+, minors dni!, smut, handjob,

A/N: Enjoy! Reblogs and likes mean the world to me :) Feel free to leave me requests! I know this isn't my best work </3 I'm also currently working on part two of "On The Clock."

12:43AM. Dean and I have been at this for six hours. Research for a single case. I was sitting against the headboard, laptop resting on my blanket covered thighs. Dean was originally resting against the headboard, now he's fully laid down with an open book resting against his chest.

I glanced down at him, grinning. "Are you just going to lay there?" He rolled his head to the side, looking at me with a tired green stare. “Yes in fact I am. We’ve been at this for hours, I think I’ve fried my brain.” He groaned, tossing his book to the foot of the bed. I softly laughed and tossed my own book aside, still looking down at him. “Just try and relax. We’ll call it a night and pick it up in the morning.” I slightly shifted under the blankets, attempting to adjust my partially numb legs.

Dean slightly shifted, planting his hand on my thigh. My eyes flicked to his hand. Watching as he slowly rubbed up and down my thigh. I turned to look at him again, just to find him already staring at me. Those tired green eyes quickly turned into fuck me eyes. “What?” I asked with a slight smirk. “You know what. C’mon.” He slightly tilted his head down, his gaze still piercing my soul.

“Two can play that game Winchester.” My smirk remained wide and devious as my left hand found his thigh, slowly inching more and more towards his crotch. I lowered my face to his, capturing his lips in a sweet kiss. His natural musk filling my senses. “Just relax.” I whispered, our faces still inches apart. His hot breath fanning against the crook of my neck, sending a series of shivers and goosebumps down my body.

Without breaking eye contact, my hand slowly slid past the waistband of his plaid pajama pants. His breathing slightly hitched as I began to palm his cock through his boxers, feeling him grow under my touch. "You're such a fucking tease." He groaned, letting his head hit the pillow. Dean was right, I am a fucking tease.

When we first started dating, I never intentionally teased him. I just slowly began to pick up on the little things I did, that drove him crazy. Wearing oversized shirts with only a thong underneath. The way my cleavage pops when I'm doing research at one of the library tables.

"Y/N- please." He begged. Oh god, he was begging. My core beginning to clench around nothing. My eyes met his, before flicking back down to his growing erection. I could feel my panties getting damper with every touch and twitch of his cock. He lifted his ass off the bed as he helped me slide his bottoms down to his ankles. His rock hard cock now on display, glistening with precum.

I slightly shifted my legs, squeezing them tightly together in an attempt to create any sort of friction. I could've sworn Dean's eyes darkened. He looked at me with lust filled eyed. A blush dancing across his freckled skin. Not wanting to make him wait any longer, I licked a broad stripe from the bottom of my palm to my finger tips. The vein in his cock pulsated as he watched this.

I quickly took ahold of his cock, slowly beginning to pump him in my fist. It felt like I was on fire. My core continuing to clench and throb, my nipples pebbling beneath my tank top. I watched his face closely as I continued to jerk him off, my hand moving a little faster now. His face was genuinely one of my favorite sights, especially during sex. The way his jaw goes slack, his lips forming an 'O'. His brows furrowed in pleasure, a series of moans and profanities rolling off his tongue. Fuck. It drives me up the walls- he drives me up the walls, in the best way possible.

I shifted a little closer to his cock on the bed, now using both my hands to pump him. My left hand continued to work his cock while my right hand snaked down between his legs to gently massage his balls, earning a moan from him. No guy would ever admit it, but it feels fucking amazing when you play with their balls.

"Fuck I'm gonna come," Dean moaned out as his eyes squeezed shut. His hips gently thrusting up into my hand as hot spurts of come landed on my hands and his stomach. I looked at him, waiting for him to open his eyes. Once he opened his eyes, he looked at me. "You continue to amaze me." He said in a breathless tone, still trying to recoup himself after his orgasm. I leaned back and snatched up a wad of tissues from the box that sat atop the nightstand. Carefully, I began to clean up my hands and his cock before laying down beside him.

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inbredbrotherhood · 2 months

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it’s you!

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despite everything.. it’s still you.

#sam winchester #sam and dean winchester #supernatural #supernatural final season #supernatural finale #despite everything #undertale reference #the cw supernatural #jared padalecki #jensen ackles #colin ford #spn final season #spnfamily

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bloodfreakcastiel · 1 year

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I don't really give a rat's ass what you think about me

Dean Winchester being PrettyBoy™️ | 01.03 "Dead in the Water"

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unspecifiedspecies · 4 months

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I just wanna kiss his eyelids and tuck him into bed. My sweet angel. My Castiel. So pretty.

#castiel #misha collins #he’s so silly #he’s gay your honor #i love him #autistic things #my autistic angel #he’s so pretty #i wanna take care of him #i wanna destroy him #hes so babygirl #i wanna eat him #the cw supernatural #destiel #cockles #jenmish

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miss-americanbi · 9 months

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PLEASE why in my time on this earth have i witnessed a gay angel go to superhell and another, different gay angel go to superheaven

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mishacolinsackles · 4 months

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#misha collins #jensen ackles #dean winchester #castiel #destiel art #ai art #ai generated #the cw supernatural #supernatural #destiel

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lucasbarr · 1 year

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soupsuckz · 5 months

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Can you do clingy or touch-starved Dean Winchester with fem reader

♡ oh my gyatt chat pls send more requests! ♡

WHINY AS HELL

like borderline annoying

"just stay in bed with me, sam isnt going to care"

morning coffee kisses

insists on cuddling every night no matter the temperature

plays with your fingers when you're alone

acts tough in public but when you guys are alone he's definitely the baby of the relationship

nightmares when you're not next to him

sometimes he'll take you out and show you all the rings and things he would get for you if he could

compares your hands because he thinks it's cute

#jensen ackles #dean winchester #supernatural #supernatural smut #jared padalecki #sam winchester #the cw supernatural #dean winchester smut #sam winchester smut #castiel #dean Winchester fluff #dean winchester x you

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justroaminground · 11 months

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a little distraction (Sam Winchester x Reader)

summary: sam got his soul back and the three of you are working a case. sam is still all over the place and you decided he needed a little distraction.

warnings: NSFW, smut, 18+, fluff/smut, oral, sex

Enjoy! If there are any requests feel free to leave them. Sorry for mistakes i am sure you get the point. ;) xx

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dean, sam an you were working a case, which sam has already been working on with samuel. unfortunately since he just got his soul back, his memories were still gone, but he seemed to have flashbacks the further you guys worked into the case.

you sat at the table in the motelroom, hacking surveillance cameras to check some traces you had. dean sat across from you and sam was switching through police files. from time to time you were able to see from the corner of you eye, he was struggling. sam rubbed his forehead and sighed.

"fuck it we are done here!" dean shot up and went over to sam, to get the files out of his hand.

"dean what the hell?!" sam looked at dean confused.

"you are scratching the damn wall sam! over and over again! you know exactly you aren't supposed to do so!" dean was frustrated and tried to knock some responsibility into sam's stubborn head.

"dean look, i am fine! yeah sure memories come back but only in relation to this case! i don't remember anything from hell. please.." he looked at dean with his face full of pain and regret. "i just wanna end it the right way here. i closed this case in a horrible way."

until now you just watched the two of them having this heated argument but you're done watching. you cleared your throat and got up.

"honestly i think dean ist right sam." you added in a calm way. both of their heads shot into your direction and you smiled softly. "i am not a huge fan of fighting. dean and i are very concerned for your wellbeing sam. be the responsible one you are and listen to dean. at least stay here and let us finish the case."

sam lowered his gaze to the floor and slightly nodded. his hands rubbing against eachother and he took a moment until he answered.

"alright." he spoke up looking back up at the two of you. "but i want to stay. you two finish the case and i will stay here doing all the research."

"thank's god!" dean said and exhaled loudly. he put his hands on his sides and took his glass from the table, filling it up with whisky.

you smiled at sam and padded his shoulder. before sitting down you went to dean and replaced his whisky glass with a bottle of water.

"talking about being responsible." you gave him a warning look. "you better stop drown you frustration in alcohol." you sat back down at the table.

sam looked at dean amused and mouthed "fuck you!" to him. dean mouthed a "shut up!" back.

your look went from one brother to the other and you laughed. "seriously?!" shaking you head you went back to the laptop with your concentration.

after a few hours, you had a rough plan for tomorrow and the three of you went to bed. you got up early with dean and the two of you headed out to get this case finally finished.

the day seemed like it would never end, hopping from one questioning to the next. looking at traces over traces. talking to frustrated and clueless people sometimes weighed hard on you. not just you, but dean was way better at hiding it.

"i feel like we should get lunch and take a bit of a break?" you suggested to dean and handed him a bottle of water. "you haven't been drinking all day long"

"yeah you're probably right." he rubbed his eyes with one hand. the other one still resting on the steering wheel. "thank's love" he took the water bottle from you and took a sip.

dean parked at the next restaurant and you got out. you noticed he wasn't getting out and you looked back into the car.

"are you coming?" you questioned.

"i think i'm gonna call sam real quick. you can already go ahead and place the order" he answered and took his phone out of his pocket.

"fine, se ya" you added and made your way into the restaurant.

you took a seat and looked through the menu. the waiter took you out of your mind and you looked up at him smiling sweetly.

"hello beautiful, what can i get you?"

"i'd love to have the chicken wrap and a coke and for my friend, which will join, a bacon cheeseburger and a beer please." you told him and nodded.

"thank you very much for your order. food will be here asap" he smiled at you and left.

dean made his way to your table and sat down. his face was pissed and you tried to catch his gaze.

"hey grumpy bear what's going on? didn't he answer?"

"he did."

"and?!"

"i just got a call from ben. he said lisa was in trouble."

you had to process for a minute what he just said and you nodded. "ugh..then why are you still sitting here?!"

"i can't just leave right now. sam is still smoshy in his head and you'd have to work alone on this case which is complicated enough." dean gave back and frustration was written all over his face.

you raised an eyebrow and leaned back in the chair, inhaled deeply and placed your hands on the table. "yes i am a woman and sam is still weak, but that doesn't mean you have to manage everything. ben needs you now and i want you to get your ass up after we ate and leave. do you understand me?" you questioned him in a serious but quiet ton so no one would hear you, giving him the talk.

"i never-"

"dean. my question is a simple yes or no question. i do not want any rants." you smiled at him sweetly and crossed your arms in front of your chest.

"fuck you y/n. but i love you." he mumbled and nodded. "but if it's getting risky i want you to call me!"

you nodded and with that the food arrived. both of you finished your meals and after paying you made your way out the restaurant.

"i'll take you back to the motel" dean said while walking to the car.

"oh no! we have to finish some questionings?" you said.

"but not alone!" dean insisted.

"i am not alone" you smirked while getting with him to the car to simply get your gun. carefully putting it into the waistband. "the heaven always provides us with the lovely angels. "you winked at him and dean rolled his eyes.

"well that makes me even more insecure about leaving you alone"

"oh shut up and drive dean!" you rant back and made your way out of the parking lot.

you gathered your thoughts and worked off point after point on your to do list. being on your own made you slower since you had to be extra careful, but you got there. after talking to the last victim you finally decided to go back to the motel. it was a one hour walk back and you reached the motel pretty tired. you loosened up your ponytail and let your hair fall down over your shoulders. trying to get in the room you noticed you forgot your keys. before you could knock the door swung open and sam stood there.

"y/n?! are you okey?! where is dean?!" he pulled you into the room and was completely all over the place.

"sam calm down.." you laughed slightly and closed the door. kicking your shoes aside and undressing your blazer. "dean had a emergency and went to lisa and ben. i finished the to do's we had for today alone." you explained to him and handed him some more files and notes. "we can look through them tomorrow"

"hold on you went on your own?!" sam looked at you in disbelief. "are you out of your mind? anything could have happened! why didn't dean tell me to join you?! don't the two of you believe in me anymore?!

"sam please" you looked at him tired and shook your head. "just take it as it is. it has nothing to do with you. you're all over the place right now. let's just end the day and start fresh tomorrow alright?" you didn't wait for his answer and vanished in the bathroom.

you took a shower feeling your muscles relax after the warm water rushed along your body. you smiled to yourself and felt instantly better. it took you about and hour, finishing in the bathroom and went back into the room. wearing your black leggings and a bralette.

"would you mind if i borrowed your hoddie sam?" you questioned while separating your clothes from what you're still able to wear and what has gotten dirty.

"uh-y-yeah just g-go ahead!" he stuttered and you turned confused to him.

"are you okey?" you looked at him worried and went over to his bag, taking it out of his bag and pulling it over your head. letting it hug your body.

"yeah. course why wouldn't i?!" sam shot back and turned a bit so his back was facing you.

his behavior seemed very out of place and you walked over to him. rested your hands on his shoulder and looked at the laptop.

"don't you think we had enough for today sam?" you said while looking at his profile. watching his lips press together and fingers stop from typing. he bit the inside of his cheek and nodded slightly.

"are you nervous?" unsure you let go of his shoulders and sat right onto the table next to him.

"no!" he blurred out and closed the laptop real quick getting up and walked a few steps back from you.

confused you just looked at him. as wrong as it felt you kind of enjoyed him being so jumpy.

"am i distracting you..sammy?" you asked sweetly, your legs swingging slightly and you smiled.

his eyes looked anywhere but to you. "uhm i think i just need a break" his hands rested at his hip and he nodded quickly.

"maybe you need something else." you looked at him and slipped of the table, tiptoeing towards him.

he followed every movement you made and walked slowly back.

"sorry i can't follow you y/n" he mumbled nervously.

you continued to walk over to him and played with the way to long sleeves. he bumped into the wall behind him and and he was literally nervousness in person.

you stopped right in front of him and looked up at him. taking his belt buckle into your hand and pulled him closer. he melted like butter and you bit your lower lip.

for months he made you feel this way. without his soul, sam constantly crossed your boundaries. there was always this tension between you an sam. the two of you even happened to have sex once but it was right before he said yes to lucifer and from there on everything went downhill, you distanced yourself as best as possible from him and spent your time hunting with bobby.

now that he's the warmhearted sam you knew from before, even more cautious and innocent than before it made you feel some type of way.

quicker than you were able to comprehend what he just did, you were the one standing on the wall. the two of you got very close and you felt his breath hitting your face.

"what do you think you're doing?" he whispered, looking deeply into your eyes.

"testing your memory?" insecure your voice cracked and you laid your hands onto his sides.

"i know what happened before i said yes and i also remembered what happened after.. between us. i was a complete asshole. that's why i keep my distance. " he gently pushed your hands from his body and turned away from you sitting onto the bed.

"sam don't.." you quickly walked over to him.

"y/n please don't. i don't trust myself right now. we should really keep a distance for now.." he explained not even looking at you.

"sam no please, don't do that to me!" you pleaded while getting closer and kneeling down in front of him so he had to look you in the eyes. "it felt so pure..and real, don't you remember that?!"

his face expressed a painful look and he still managed to not look at you. you took his hands into yours and rested them on your sides. you took his face in your hands and tears were forming in your yes.

"don't end things like that." you whispered and felt his grip getting tighter on your sides. he tried to push you away but you grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled yourself back to him. his body pressed against his, kneeling between his legs. he was fighting so hard against his desires, but couldn't hold them in any longer.

he rested one hand on your cheek and the next thing you knew was his lips crashing against yours. you kissed him needy back and wrapped your arms around his neck. he pulled you up onto his lap and you pulled away only to undress the hoddie.

"i missed you so much" you whimpered into the kiss, your hips working against his and you felt his hard member growing.

you felt that he was still holding back, being very hesitant. you pulled away and got up from his leg. getting on your knees, unbuckling his jeans while looking up to him.

"y/n i-i don't know if we should.." he stuttered while following your hands with his eyes.

"relax sam.." you spoke softly and stroke his member through his boxers.

"i-i don't wanna hurt you. if i am getting to rough you need to stop me." he suppressed a moan and his breath getting heavy.

gently you pulled his boxer down, exposing his fully hard cock and you looked up at him. "think you can try but maybe i want it to hurt.." you whispered cheekily and started to kiss his length.

you saw his jaw clenching and he grapped into the sheets hard. you teased him by flicking your tongue around his tip, hurtfully slow taking him into your mouth.

a raspy moan escaped his lips and it send shivers down your spine. your legs got weak and your body got very hot, feeling the tingling under your skin.

you opened your mouth just a bit more and started to bump your head. you supported blowing him off with your hand since you couldn't fit him in completely and looked up at him.

his lips were slightly parted, heavy breaths left his mouth and his eyes were closed. he let himself go and buried his hand in your hair.

"you're doing so good. making me feel very good love" he praised you and opened his eyes. following every movement you made.

you took him out of your mouth and kept moving your hand. before you could say anything he made you undress your leggings.

he stopped you from getting back onto your knees and pulled you back onto his lap. he kissed you needy and undressed the last piece of clothing you had on. your bralette. you moved your body against his and his hard cock stroke you pussy.

a moan escaped your lips and you pushed him back by the chest onto the mattress. you sat gently onto his cock, moving your hips and therefore your pussy along his length and you bit your lower lip.

"i can't wait any longer sam.." you breathed out impatiently and managed to grab his cock. you brought him shaky to your entrance.

"w- i- y/n" sam stumbled on his own words and sat up. he lifted you gently onto his cock, letting you slide down at your own speed.

you laid your head onto his shoulder and moaned surprised against his skin.

"g-god sam!" you needed a minute to adjust to him and started to move your hips at first slowly. he placed soft kisses along your shoulder and stroke your back with his hands.

then he made you look at him and kissed you softly. holding you against his body and supported you moving on top of him. he moaned against your lips and you held onto him as if he could vanish any minute. you missed the intimacy between the two of you so much you wished this moment wouldn't end.

you picked up the speed and it got harder to kiss him gently. your bodies got sweatier and rubbed against eachother. the kisses got filthier and the two of you fell back onto the mattress.

"i've waited for this so bad.." you moaned out as you felt his arms wrap around your torso, pressing you down against his body and fucking into you harder.

you cried out and literally melted into a puddle of ecstasy, laying there while he made you feel things, you never thought existed.

"fuck y/n i needed that so much" sam moaned against your neck and left a hickey.

"p-please i'm-" you couldn't finish your sentence as this thrust hit you g-spot and you body clenched up. sam didn't stop but fucked you through your orgasm as he then finished into you.

completely unable to say anything meaningful right now your body just laid there on top of him, not being able to move. he loosened his grip right away and pulled you softly off his cock, laying you carefully down next to him. he moved to your side and eyed you up and down. one hand rested on your tummy and his eyes looked at you worried.

exhausted you placed your hand on his cheek and stroke it softly. "don't look at me like that." you kissed his lips.

"did i hurt you?" he whispered against your lips and pulled you even closer.

"stop worrying." you told him and shook your head. "you're not a monster sam. your still you and you will get used to it." you calmed him down and gave him one last kiss before getting up.

"yeah you're right." he nodded, rubbing his hands over his face and took a minute to collect his thoughts.

"shower?" you asked with a sweet smile and took his hand into yours. without hesitation, the two of you vanished in the bathroom, getting clean after sweating your soul out. ;)

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book-place · 1 year

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Group Costumes

Warnings: slight cursing, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Dean Winchester x sister reader, Sam Winchester x sister reader

*not my gif*

Summary: When Sam and Dean bring you to a costume store, they wish they knew what was to come

A/N: Halloween event 🎃

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

Dean let out a whoop of joy as he entered the store with you balanced- laughing- on his shoulders with Sam close behind, wearing a grin as he looked at his siblings.

“Here we are, n/n!” Dean announced proudly with the hand not holding you, on his hip, “Welcome to the wonderful world of a costume shop!”

Your mouth dropped in awe as you looked around the store with wide eyes, the amount of Halloween things in there almost broke your five year old mind.

“Remember when I used to take you here, Sammy?” Dean asked, eyes alight with memories.

The man snorted, “Yeah, you used to swipe us the best looking costumes and bolt before we could get caught.”

“Damn right I did!” He stated proudly, reaching up and tickling your stomach.

You giggled, wobbling a little bit from where you were perched, and he gently set you to the ground.

Sam bent down to your level, “Here, n/n, go pick out a costume you want to try out.”

He stood back up straight and smiled at your giddly retreating form, running down the closest aisle to find the one you wanted.

“I’m glad we brought her to do this,” He said to his brother softly, “It’ll be good for her to have some normal memories as a kid.”

Dean hummed in return, knowing he had been thinking that exact same things all those years ago when he would bring Sam.

“Sammy! Dean! Here! Here!” Your voice lured them down an aisle a couple feet away, to where you were proudly holding not one- but three costumes in your small arms.

Dean raised an eyebrow, “You know you can only wear one at a time, right?”

A grin broke out onto your face, “For all of us!” You exclaimed excitedly.

The brothers froze, slowly looking up at the sign above the shelves that read, ‘Group Costumes’.

“Us?” Dean choked out before coughing a little bit, “I don’t think we should-“ He cut himself off as he watched your eyes grow wide and full of tears at his words, and he sighed, “Fine, fine, we’ll try them on.”

You cheered in return, ushering your older siblings to the dressing rooms, handing them the costumes you had dubbed good for them, before scurrying into your own room.

“Really, n/n?” Sam asked hesitantly between the walls when he saw what you had handed him.

“Yes.” You snapped back, leaving no room for argument.

He sighed, giving in, and began putting the costume on.

Once you had confirmed that your brothers had done what you asked, you began counting down for the big reveal, having to start over a couple times because of how much you were giggling.

“Three…two…one… now!” You finally managed to get out, flinging the curtain back as your brothers did the same.

You jumped out excitedly in a dramatic fashion with a large grin upon your face, watching as your brothers hesitantly stepped out.

Both of their faces were burning red as they glanced at one another, not even having the energy to laugh at the other’s humiliation.

The three of you looked in the hallway mirror to come face to face with the sight of you standing proudly with your hands on your hips, a Batman costume on your small form.

Beside you, Sam wore a Batgirl costume, and Dean a Robin one.

“What is this, n/n?” To say Dean was horrified would be an understatement.

“Our costumes!” You stated with joy.

“But… why is mine a girl?” Sam asked hesitantly, toying with the plastic accessory belt that sat around his waist.

A dramatic sigh left your lips, “It was the only one in your size, Sammy!”

Dean scoffed, “Consider yourself lucky. At least you aren’t in a tight leotard.”

It’s true, the outfit was a bit small, but nothing else would have fit the man, and you thought he made a very good Robin.

You squealed in joy, jumping up and down, “I can’t wait to show Uncle Cas!” You cheered.

Their faces dropped even more, “You mean… you actually want us to wear these?” Dean squeaked out.

You rolled your eyes at your brother's stupidity, “How else will we go trick or treating with them, silly?”

He gulped, looking down at his outfit once more.

“N/n…” Sam started slowly, “We can’t wear these out in public. You know that, right?”

Once again, your eyes immediately widened and began to fill to the brim with tears, tugging at your brother's heartstrings against their will.

A reluctant sigh passed through Dean's lips, “Fine… fine… you win, we’ll wear these on Halloween with you.”

The smile on your face at least made them feel slightly better about this whole thing, but they knew that none of their friends would ever let them live this down once they saw them.

Idjits 👟- @ineedmorefanfics2 @roseblue373

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taylortots-world · 1 year

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Ready For Love

Summary: Reader and Dean are watching over a nearby neighborhood. Just the two of you. What could possibly happen?

Warnings: (18+)(minors dni!) lil' sexy time in baby ;), smut

Note: Sorry- this seems long?? I'm just playing around with different perspectives atm, so enjoy this first person piece. Like or reblog if you enjoy :)

Sam had sent Dean and I away to stake out a specific neighborhood that had a series of odd murderers and disappearances. While we were at this spot, Sam was staking out the neighborhood a block over. It was freezing in the Impala. The leather seats didn’t help. In the winter, the seats were like giant ice blocks. In the summer, it was like putting your bare ass on a hot grill. I rested my head against the window, watching as my breath slightly fogged the window.

“And we are officially- out of coffee.” Dean said, rattling the empty thermos.

I looked over at him, groaning. “I told you to save me a sip.”

He shrugged, tossing the empty thermos into the backseat. “Whiskey will have to do. It’ll keep us plenty warm.” He smirked at me as he dug around in his inner pocket.

“Good point.” I sat up and pulled my bag right between my legs, unzipping it. I was praying that I had been smart enough to pack a bottle of whiskey. I looked up, slightly squinting as I continued to feel around my bag. Notebook, pens, tampons, everything but whiskey. I was starting to lose hope, then I felt the sleek mickey that had been buried at the very bottom of my bag.

“A-ha.” I sang, snatching up the bottle, smiling at Dean as I pulled it out.

“Great minds thing alike.” He nodded towards me, holding up his flask. I swear- he never left the house without that thing. I can always count on him for a little pick me up during the day, or any hour real. I smiled widely, unscrewing the top before taking a long sip. The liquid burning my throat on the way down- in the best way possible. I slightly inhaled through my teeth.

“Good shit.” I nodded, holding the mickey out for Dean. His fingers gently brushed against mine as he took the bottle. My heart slightly fluttered- it shouldn’t have. Pull yourself together, Y/N.

***

Both the bottle and flask were drained, and the both of us were definitely feeling our buzz. My face felt hot and flushed due to the alcohol- and Dean of course. He always knew what to say and when to say it. I can see how he gets so many chicks.

“Yes- Sam peed himself. He still won’t admit it till this day.” We were both practically in hysterics. I held my stomach as I laughed.

“You’re going to kill me Winchester.” My laughter died down as I wiped a tear away with my knuckle.

“Oh I couldn’t kill you, sweetheart .” He said as his face appeared beside mine. I couldn’t help but drink him up. His freckled skin, piercing green eyes, the way his lips were slightly parted.

Silence. I was practically star struck. Was he hinting at something? Before I knew it, I was leaning in. Giving in, I gently gripped his face as I kissed him. He immediately kissed me back, no hesitation.

Our gentle kisses quickly turned into hot, rough kisses. I ran my hands down his broad arms, I needed more. He nipped at my bottom lip, causing me to hum into his mouth. He pulled away, his forehead against mine. He smelt of whiskey and his incredible natural musk.

“Backseat?” He asked, his eyes never leaving mine. My eyes flicked to his lips as I quickly nodded.

Dean pulled away and quickly swung the drivers door open, slamming it behind him. I wasted no time and decided to crawl over the front seat, hitting the backseat with an ‘oof’. Dean opened the door, smirking down at me as he shrugged his jacket off. I quickly pushed the discarded thermos from earlier off the seat, along with my own jacket. I fully laid back on the seat, my chest slightly heaving as I watched him. He tossed his jacket into the front seat and slowly covered my body with his. I gripped the collar of his henley, tugging his lips to mine. He started kissing a trail down my jawline to my neck and collarbone. My weak spot. I’ve dreamt of how his lips would feel against mine. My neck, legs. How his head would look between my legs.

“Your tense,” He said against my neck, peppering lighter kisses “Let me help you relax.” He whispered, his stubble tickling my neck.

I nodded, watching as his hands slid up my sides, taking my shirt with it.

“This okay?” He looked up at me, stopping right before my breasts.

“Yes- please.” I was practically begging. I was putty in his hands already.

I raised my arms, allowing him to slide my top up. My bra was a deep mauve. I would’ve worn a matching set if I knew this was going to happen.

I watched as an even bigger smirk grew on Dean’s face. He gently cupped my breasts, kneading them. Arousal was pooling more than ever. I could feel my panties as they began to dampen. I quickly leaned up, kissing him deeply. As our lips moved in sync , my hands disappeared behind my back to fumble around with the bra hooks. Once the hooks were undone, I watched his face closely as I slid the bra off, allowing it to fall to the floor.

“Oh darlin’..” He said as he took in the sight of my bare tits. He ducked his head behind my ear, kissing down my neck and collarbone once again. Once he got to my tits, he kissed, licked, and sucked as much as he could. His tongue found my right nipple, gently flicking it.

“Dean-” I sighed out, my eyes shut as pleasure overtook me.

“Use your words babe, tell me what you want.” He said between kisses, moving to give my other nipple some attention.

“I want you- I need you to fuck me.” I usually wasn’t this upfront- but Dean flipped a switch within me. I don’t know what it is, but I just need him more than ever right now.

He softly laughed against my skin. “Lay back, let me take care of you.”

His lips worked down my torso, right until the waistband of my pants. He kissed across the area right about my waistband, causing me to squirm underneath him.

“I know princess, I know. I’m gettin’ to it.” He looked up at me through his thick lashes. He hooked his fingers in the sides of the band, gently tugging them down. He kissed down my leg until the pants were at my ankles. I gently kicked them off, making sure not to hit him.

“These-” He ran his fingers along the top of my panties “Are cute, but they have to go.”

I quickly lifted my ass off the seat and slid the panties down to my midthigh, making it easier for Dean to remove them. My pussy was now on display for him. I was slightly embarrassed- I hadn’t shaven that weak. A gentle stubble covered me.

“Sorry- I haven’t shaven yet. Maybe you shouldn’t-” Before I could get another word out, my panties were off and his face was buried between my legs.

I gasped, my hand immediately found his head. My fingers gently gripping his hair as his mouth worked. His lips were wrapped around my clit, occasionally flicking his tongue. His hands slid to my hips, in an attempt to keep me still. I continued to wiggle under his touch. He pulled away, running his fingers through my folds. My breath caught in my throat as he brought his fingers to his lips, sucking them clean.

“So delicious-” He said before sliding two fingers in.

I moaned and arched off the seat. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

His fingers moved at a moderate pace. I gave him a few teasing squeezes, causing him to smirk.

“Dean- I need more.” I whined, causing him to curl his fingers.

After my plea, his fingers moved quicker. His curled fingers hitting all the right places. I felt the coil heating in my stomach already.

“Please don’t stop-” I begged, throwing my head back against the inner console of the car door.

“Mm, you gonna’ come for me?” He whispered, continuing exactly what he was doing. I could come just from hearing his voice alone.

I quickly nodded as my breathing began to pick up, my core heating more and more.

“Fuck- I’m gonna come.” I whispered. I was practically white knuckling his hair, making sure not to tug too hard. Then it happened. I saw stars. My orgasm snapped like an elastic band, my whole body trembling. I kept my eyes shut and moaned as pleasure washed over me in waves.

“Thatta’ girl. You alive up there?” He slowly crawled up my body, hands on either side of me as he hovered above me. I slowly opened my eyes and was face to face with him. I was still recovering from my high. No guy had ever made me come. Especially not like that.

“I’m alive.” I said, slightly giggling. “You got a condom?” I asked as I gently traced his features with my fingertips.

“Yeah, hang on.” He rose to his knees, his bulge begging to be set free.

He snatched up his jacket off of the floor, searching all his pockets. I sat up, kissing his chest and abs, toying with his belt at the same time.

He sighed as he looked down at me, watching me closely. Once his belt was undone, I quickly tugged his pants down. Dean sat down on the seat, lifting his butt to slide his jeans fully off. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his bulge. The shape- the size. I flipped around, seating myself beside him. I nibbled on my bottom lip as my left hand found it’s way up his thigh, to his crotch. I gently rubbed him over his boxers, feeling his cock twitch under my touch. He brushed my hair out of the way before attacking my neck with his mouth. Goosebumps coated my arms as he gently raked his teeth against my flesh. I had never been so enticed by someone before. I have never needed someone this badly.

“You’re killin’ me.” His voice was muffled against my neck, vibrating against my skin.

“Let me help you relax.” I purred, quoting him from earlier.

“Hey, that’s my line.” He pulled back, smirking at me.

I lowered my mouth to his shoulder, kissing and licking a trail down his arm to where I wanted him most. My stomach tightened as I gently tugged his boxers down, his cock springing free. I felt my jaw go slack, my mouth watering. Not wasting another minute I lowered my mouth, taking him inch by inch. I hummed around him as I began to bob my head.

“Fuck Y/N-” He moaned, tilting his head back against the seat.

His hand ran up my back, before planting it in my hair.

The corners of my mouth twitched upwards. The sounds he was making as I bobbed my head up and down were fueling my arousal even more.

“As good as this feels- I need to be inside you babe.” His voice laced with desperation. I swear he could read my thoughts. My pussy was clenching around nothing, begging to be filled.

“Lay back, make yourself comfortable.” Dean slid to the side of the backseat, giving me room to reposition myself.

I laid back, using his t-shirt as a pillow. I looked up, meeting his dark green stare, goosebumps coated my skin instantly. This man didn’t even have to touch me. He could simply look at me and I’d be a mess. He ripped the foil wrapper open with his teeth before rolling the condom onto himself.

“You ready baby?” He asked in a hushed town as he hovered over me, covering my body with his. I quickly nodded, placing a few soft kisses to his collarbone.

Our gazes never broke away from each other as he slowly slid into me. My jaw went slack once more as I felt him stretching my walls out perfectly with his cock.

“Fuck you’re so tight.” He said against my ear as he slowly started rocking into me. I couldn’t help but moan.

“Oh fuck Dean-” I moaned out. I dragged my nails down his back, earning a grunt from him. I continued to rake my nails across his back, making sure not to dig them too deep.

He lifted his head, kissing me deeply as his hips sped up. He slowly rose, his hips still thrusting and grinding into me. A mischievous smirk grew on his face as he placed his thumb on my clit, rubbing gentle circles.

My back arched up off of the seat, a loud gasp leaving my lips. If he kept this up, I wasn’t going to last much longer. I could tell he was nearing his own orgasm.

“Fuck I’m gonna come.” He groaned out, his brows furrowing in pleasure.

“Come for me, please.” I rasped as his thumb moved faster against my clit.

“Come with me baby.” His breathing became ragged before exploding inside of me. The condom catching the remains of his orgasm.

One more circle around my clit and I was a mess. My whole body, trembling. Nothing but inaudible curses and moans. Dean collapsed on top of me, both of still breathing hard from our highs.

“We’re definitely doing that again.” I said as I gently stroked his head, playing with his hair.

“We should make this a reoccurring thing.” Dean said, the side of his face resting against my tit.

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