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[alternativeprincess94]

Demon Dean Jealous?

(Demon Dean/normal Dean Winchester X you)

When demon Dean overhears a familiar voice at the karaoke bar he's taken a liking too, his blood starts to boil. Is this the moment Sam and Cas have been waiting for to get Dean back to normal?

In the dimly lit corners of a bustling bar, demon Dean Winchester’s eyes glinted with a dangerous hue as he watched his girlfriend laugh with another man. The green-eyed monster of jealousy reared its ugly head, and a low growl escaped Dean’s lips. Unbeknownst to him, this was all part of a well-orchestrated plan.

Sam and Cas, hidden in the shadows, exchanged a knowing glance. The stranger was a friend, a decoy, luring Dean into the open. As Dean’s jealousy reached its peak, he stormed towards them, his demonic nature on full display. But before he could reach the pair, Sam and Cas sprang their trap.

A whirlwind of action ensued, and in the chaos, Dean was subdued. The next thing he knew, he was in the bunker, strapped to the chair that signified hope and salvation. Sam’s voice, laced with brotherly concern, broke through the haze, “Dean, we’re going to cure you. You’re going to be okay.”

As the ritual began, Dean’s demonic rage battled against the love for his family. It was a tumultuous fight, but as the purified blood was shooting through his veins, the demon’s hold began to wane. And in that moment, Dean realized the truth—the jealousy, the anger, it was all part of the demon. The real Dean, the human Dean, was still there, fighting to come back.

With each passing second, the demon’s grip loosened, and Dean’s humanity started to resurface. When the final vile of blood was injected, a serene calmness washed over him. His eyes, once a symbol of the demon within, returned to their human state.

Dean looked up at his brother and best friend, a weak but genuine smile gracing his lips. “you look worried fellas,” he whispered. The cure had worked, and Dean Winchester was back. Sam threw holy water in his face just be on the safe side, no reaction "welcome back Dean" Sammy said with a smile on his face.

Dean took a moment to gather his thoughts, his eyes softening as he looks at you, his girlfriend. Guilt washed over him as he remembers how he treated you. After Dean’s harrowing experience as a demon, he yearns to make amends with you. The darkness that consumed him has been lifted, and now he seeks redemption. His heart aches with remorse, and he longs to prove his love and loyalty.

Together, you both navigate the fragile balance between forgiveness and healing. Dean’s eyes hold a mixture of determination and vulnerability as he strives to rebuild what was shattered. He knows he can never fully erase the pain he caused, but he’s willing to fight for your trust.

Late nights find you both sitting on the Impala’s hood, sharing whispered confessions under the star-studded sky. Dean’s calloused fingers trace patterns on your palm, seeking solace in your touch. He recounts tales of battles fought, sacrifices made, and the darkness that threatened to consume him. But now, he’s determined to cherish every moment with you.

He surprises you with small gestures: a stolen kiss in the bunker’s library, a mixtape of classic rock songs that remind him of your laughter, and a single red rose left on your pillow. Dean’s love language is action, and he shows it through acts of service—fixing the broken coffee machine, cooking breakfast, and holding you close during thunderstorms.

As the sun sets, casting a warm glow over the Impala’s worn leather seats, Dean whispers promises against your lips. Promises of forever, of fighting side by side, and of creating a future beyond the supernatural battles. His eyes hold yours, and you see the vulnerability—the fear of losing you again.

But you, too, have scars. You’ve witnessed Dean’s darkest moments, and forgiveness doesn’t come easily. Yet, when he looks at you with those green eyes, filled with hope and remorse, you find yourself softening. Love is messy, complicated, and sometimes painful, but it’s also resilient.

So, you take Dean’s hand, intertwining your fingers, and lean your head against his shoulder. The Impala’s engine hums, a comforting lullaby. Together, you drive toward the horizon, leaving behind demons and regrets. Dean’s love is imperfect, but it’s yours—a promise etched into the fabric of your shared history.

And as the road stretches ahead, you both know that redemption isn’t about erasing the past; it’s about building a better future—one where love conquers darkness, and Dean Winchester fights not just for survival but for the chance to be worthy of your heart.

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[alternativeprincess94]

🥵🥵🥵🥵 that is like hella hot lol

Wait Till I Get Home

Requested by Anon: Could you do a fic where the reader teases beau by sending sexy pictures while he is at work and says whatcha gonna do about it now lol and he shows her how it’s going to be please

I hope this is ok for you 😊

(Beau Arlen x You)

Y/n gets bored whilst Beau is at work, that is until she decides to send some not so innocent texts to Beau 😜

Warnings: contains smut 🔥 and fluff 🥰

Minors DO NOT INTERACT‼️🔞

Y/n stared at the clock, bored out of her mind as she lounged on the couch. Beau was at work, and she had the whole house to herself. A mischievous grin crept across her face as an idea formed in her mind. Why not have a bit of fun and spice up Beau's day at work?

She quickly got up and headed to the bedroom. After a few minutes of rummaging through her wardrobe, she found the perfect outfit - a sultry black lace lingerie set that she knew Beau would love. Y/n pulled out her phone, set the timer, and struck a pose in front of the mirror. Click. The first saucy photo was taken. She changed her pose Click, the second picture was taken. Y/n carried on till she had a decent amount of photos to send and tease Beau with.

She scrolled through the photos, selecting the ones that she deemed the steamiest. With each click, her confidence grew, and she felt exhilarated by the idea of surprising Beau with these daring photos. Y/n knew she was pushing the boundaries a bit, but she also knew that Beau wouldn't be able to resist.

After selecting the best shots, Y/n attached them to a message for Beau. She added a teasing caption to accompany the photos and hit send. As soon as the messages were delivered, Y/n felt a rush of excitement and nerves. She couldn't wait to see Beau's reaction.

Meanwhile, Beau sat at his desk, buried in work. His phone buzzed, indicating a new message. Curious, he picked it up and unlocked the screen. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw the photos that Y/n had sent. Beau's heart raced, and a smirk tugged at his lips.

He quickly composed himself, realizing that he couldn't let Y/n have all the fun. Without missing a beat, Beau typed out a reply, matching Y/n's boldness with his own saucy message. The playful banter between them escalated, each message more daring than the last.

As the day went on, the exchange between Y/n and Beau became hotter and hotter. His last message sent a shiver down her spine "Wait till I get home darlin'! 😏"

By the time Beau arrived home, the tension between them was palpable. Y/n was there waiting for him, still wearing the black lace underwear from the photos she sent him.

"Wow, what's gotten into you?" Beau asked, his eyes wide with surprise and desire. Y/n simply shrugged innocently, pretending she had no idea what he was talking about. But the sly glint in her eyes betrayed her.

Unable to resist any longer, Beau closed the distance between them and pulled Y/n into a heated kiss. The spark between them ignited, fuelled by the anticipation and desire that had been building all day. Y/n's plan had worked perfectly. Beau couldn't keep his hands off her, his touch setting her skin on fire.

Beau pulled away from the kiss only to fling Y/n over his shoulder. Y/n let out a small yelp "Beau, put me down" he slapped her ass making her yelp again. "oh no darlin, i told you you were going to pay for sending those photos". Beau dropped her at the foot of the bed, slowly removing his jacket that he had yet to take off. A nervous feeling was rising in y/n stomach. she had never seen Beau like this before, the lust in his eyes, the darkness that took over him.

He dropped down to his knees in front of her, his hands slowly creeping up her thighs with feather light touches. Her skin trembling with anticipation. He looked at her with complete dominance "I need you to lay down for me sweetheart" he said in that deep husky voice that drove her wild. She did as she was told, moving further up the bed to get comfortable. Beau painfully ran his hands up her thighs to pull at her now soaked panties "damn darlin, your soaked already, I've barely touched you". He pulled them down her legs as he stared at her dripping core.

The light kisses he was leaving on her thighs was making her squirm already. She was getting nervous and excited at the same time. Her hands fisted the sheets as he made contact with her throbbing clit, his tongue swirling, his teeth nipping, his lips sucking. Her head falling back further into the pillow as the sensation of his actions took over. Her moans spurring him on, he inserted a finger. Her gasp telling him he had found the right spot, he inserted another finger curling it upwards. Beau wasn't wasting any time, she has plagued him all day with those pictures. He could feel her walls starting to pulsate around his fingers, an evil thought came to his mind.

Just as she was about to climax he stopped. Y/n looked up in shock. Beau had never denied her before. "Thats for teasing me with those saucy photos y/n, I told you I'd make you pay" he said as he looked at her with the biggest smirk on his face. Y/n sat up in a huff, all riled up. Beau couldn't keep a straight face "don't worry sweetheart, the nights not over yet". The blush that crept up y/n cheeks was undeniable.

Beau stripped out of his trousers and shirt. Y/n sat up on the bed admiring the man she fell in love with. He approached her caressing her cheek lightly "your so god damn beautiful". She could never get use to him complimenting her.

He kissed her deeply as he pushed her down, caging her underneath him. He had shimmied his boxers of as he kissed her. "you know I wanted to punish you for making me blush at work, but I just can't do it. I wanna take my time with you, savour every touch, every kiss, your beautiful moans" with that said he sheathed himself inside her. Her eyes rolling at the feeling of him filling her completely.

He got lost in the way he felt against her warmth, the way her face contorted with pleasure, the way he could tell she was getting close. With each delicious drag in and out of her, Beau thought he had died and gone to heaven. "Beau, go faster, please" she asked him. He crashed his lips onto hers as he picked up the pace, both of them becoming breathless. Her walls pulsating, his cock was throbbing. He knew she was close but it felt like she was holding back "come for me darlin" she placed a hand on his cheek "together" she replied.

They came hard, and together. Beau couldn't quite believe it happened. It was the most euphoric feeling he had ever had. He collapsed to the side of y/n, both trying to get their breathing under control.

As they lay tangled together in the aftermath, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Boredom had turned into excitement, and she knew that their love was as fiery and intense as ever. "I love you Sheriff Beau Arlen" he grasped her hand bringing it to his lips "I love you Y/n L/n, Always".

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[alternativeprincess94]

Caught 18+

Pairings: Sam X Reader Warnings: smut, NSFW, cursing, oral (F), dirty talk Requested: hii!! i have a request for Sam, so like maybe dean goes to the store or sm and sam and yn get things a lot steamy and they go to sam’s room (they’re dating) and like when dean gets back he enters sam’s room without knocking and he walks in on them?? i feel like it would be so funny😭, thank u💞💞

"Finally!" You sigh dramatically "home" You sink into the couch, your body is so sore from the hunt and the car ride back to the bunker. Sam blops down next to you, he wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer into him.

"How are you feeling?" He asks you quietly. You both watch Dean pace around the bunker, he's definitely looking for something but can't find it.

"I feel better, still a little sore." you tell Sam. Sam's hand lightly rubs your shoulder up and down. "What do you think he's looking for?"

"I honestly have no idea" you and Sam still watch as Dean continues his search. You groan as you move to get more comfortable. "Maybe you should get a hot shower." He says kissing the top of your head.

"Yeah, I think I will." Sam helps you get off the couch. "Go help your brother." You say giving him a quick kiss. Just as you were about to walk away, Sam pulls your arm and brings you back to him. He kisses you deeper with meaning. Sam pulls away and smirks at you.

"You're naughty." You jokingly say.

~

You let the hot water hit your body, your muscles seem to be more relaxed. Sam was right this was a good idea. The last hunt wasn't anything crazy, nothing you couldn't handle it's just really rough on the body. Plus being in the car for hours doesn't help. You just needed to stretch and shower. You hear a faint knock on the door bringing you back to reality. You hear the bathroom door open and close.

"Sam?" You ask waiting for him to answer. Sam doesn't say anything instead he opens the curtain and hops in. "Sam!" you squeal, you try to cover your body but it doesn't work well.

"I'm just here to help." He smiles at you sweetly.

"Help?" You ask confused. Sam moves in closer, his body touching yours. You can feel your breathing change and your body heat up.

"You're so tense. I just want to help you relax."

"O-Okay" You stutter. Sam quickly presses you against the shower wall. His lips are attacking yours. Your hands are roaming around his body, it's familiar territory but it still surprises you every time. He still gets you so nervous and flustered. His hands hold your waist in place, he kisses and sucks on your neck. You let out a moan, a little one. It was loud enough for him to hear though. Sam presses his body against yours letting you feel him. That alone made you moan louder. You love his body, his warmth, you love how he feels and how he makes you feel.

"Sam" You moan softly.

"Yes baby?" He says softly still nibbling at your skin.

"Please touch me." You can feel his smirk on your neck. Sam was big into begging, he loved to hear you beg for him. His hand slowly traveled down your side to your thigh, he squeezed it softly before lifting it up. Sam pulled back from your neck and chest, his eyes burning into yours.

"Are you sure?" Sam asks, inching his hand closer and closer to your heat.

"Y-yes, please" you whisper. Just as he's about to touch you he stops.

"I've got a better idea." He says smirking at you. He kisses down your chest to your breasts, he kisses and nibbles at both of them for a short while. He continues to sink down to his knees, and kiss down your stomach. He lifts your leg over his shoulder, you feel him place a soft kiss on both of your thighs. You moan in excitement. Sam wastes no time, he licks and sucks on your clit. You let out a whimper, you needed this kind of release and you didn't even know it. You close your eyes and let your head hit the shower wall. You keep your moans quiet, well you try to but it's hard.

"Sam" You moan, he doesn't stop he just goes faster. His hand moves to help hold you up. You feel Sam enter 2 fingers in you. "Oh my-" You squeeze your eyes shut. Your breathing is uneven as his fingers pump in and out of you hitting your g-spot every time. He is so talented.

"You taste so good." Sam says looking up at you. You squirm around as his fingers still work inside you. "Let me see those pretty eyes baby."

You look down at Sam, he looks beautiful in between your legs all wet from the shower. The sight alone could finish you. "That's better" Sam says before going back. He adds another finger and his tongue licks all around. You can't handle the pleasure. Your moans are getting louder as you watch him, his face is focused on what he's doing, his muscles are flexing from the work he's putting in, his body is soaking wet, and his grunts and groans are turning you on even more.

You can feel your legs shaking, you know you're close. "Sam I'm gonna cum." You whimper/moan. You can barely speak at this point, you can only make noises. Sam helps you get there, his fingers pounding in you deeper still hitting your g-spot, he pulls his fingers out and his hand steadys you. Your whole body is trembling as he sucks and licks on your clit. You're so close you know you're going to cum any second.

Sam stops. Your mouth drops. "Sam!" You say louder than expected.

Sam stands up towering over you. His body pressed against yours you almost forget what just happened. "Jump" He whispers in your ear. You listen of course and he catches you, he steps out of the shower and goes to open the door.

"What about Dean?!" you ask quickly trying to stop him

"He's not here." He kisses you passionately opening the door and carrying you to his room. Sam places you down on his bed and hovers over you. "You're so beautiful." He kisses you softly. You shyly smile at him. He's so sweet when he wants to be.

You push Sam down beside you and climb on top. "Don't you think I should take care of you?" You smirk at him.

"No, this is all about you, and you relaxing." He says before fipping you over again, you can't help but giggle. Sam spreads your legs open and places one on top of his shoulder, again. You shudder when you feel his hard cock at your entrance.

"Please, fuck me." You say without realizing what you said, you just want him so bad.

"I can do that." Sam slowly slides inside you, you let out a moan.

"You feel so good." You say arching your back. Sam's hands grab at your waist holding you down. You move a lot and he knows that.

"Fuck." He hisses. He loves the way you stretch around him, he always has. Sam keeps a good pace, he of course hits your g-spot every time he thrusts in you. "You're so good baby, so wet for me." His grip on your hips gets harder, his thrusts get deeper and harder.

"So full." Is all you can get out, you try to say other things but you can't it just comes out as different moans. Sam is making you go dumb, like always. Sam leans down and places his head on your shoulder. You place your hand in his hair pulling on it. He can hear your quiet whimpers, it's egging him on to contuine fucking you this way.

"You're close, huh baby?" Sam asks,he can feel you squeezing his cock. You shake your head yes. You pull Sam into a kiss, you wanted to try to control your moans and he's so kissable. "Look at me baby." He says pulling away, you don't break eye contact with him. "I love watching you cum for me, you're so pretty when you're coming undone for me." His thrusts are becoming even faster and harder.

"Sam!" Is all you can say, you can feel your whole body trembling, your legs shaking, you can't help but close your eyes, all you can see are stars, you couldn't make a sound.

"Damn baby, you're squeezing me so tight." Sam says as he continues to pound you, his words mean nothing to you because you can't comprehend anything.

When you come back to Earth, you can tell Sam is tired and so close. "Lay down baby." you say to him "Let me take care of you." You kiss his arms softly. Sam listens and lays down on his back, with shakey legs you crawl on top of him. You waste no time, you slowly sink down on him causing him to groan. You slowly move your hips, Sam places his hands on your hips trying to guide you, he's being impatient. You start to bounce up and down, once you have a good rhythm Sam places his hands all over your body cupping your breasts, and your ass. Your moans are getting him even closer, you can feel him twitch inside you.

"Cum inside me baby." You say bouncing faster, you take his hands and place them on your breasts, "Cum for me." You moan. You hear Sam moan loudly and feel him fill you up. You still slowly bounce on him trying to help him ride his high.

"Hey, I'm back and I got this-"

"Oh my god!" You scream as you look at the open door and Dean standing there.

"Wh-what are you doing?!" He yells confused. Sam pushes you down on top of him and covers you up.

"Dude! Get out!" Sam yells, Dean snaps back and closes the door.

"Oh my god" You hide your face in his chest.

"It's okay, he didn't see anything." Sam kisses the top of your head with a chuckle. You look at Sam and just laugh.

"Why didn't he knock?" You laugh again.

~

[alternativeprincess94]

Met His Match!

(Dean Winchester X you)

Has Dean Winchester finally met his match after y/n shows him she doesn't need his help?

No warnings

Upon arriving at Bobby Singer's place, Sam and Dean Winchester were greeted by the familiar sight of the old scrapyard. The Impala pulled up to the dilapidated house, and as the engine cut off, Dean's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of movement in the garage. Curious, he stepped out of the car and sauntered over, following the source of the sound.

There, amidst the clutter of rusty tools and half-finished car parts, stood a figure hunched over an engine block. Her hands moved deftly, fingers blackened with grease as she muttered under her breath, a symphony of curses and frustration. Dean couldn't tear his gaze away from her, captivated by the sight of a woman so fully immersed in her work.

As he drew closer, the woman finally noticed him, wiping her hands on a rag before turning to face him. Her eyes were a striking shade of green, sharp and piercing as they met Dean's curious gaze. "Can I help you with something, handsome?" she quipped, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.

Dean grinned in response, unable to resist the charm in her voice. "Just thought I'd offer a hand. Looks like you could use some help," he replied, gesturing to the engine before them.

The woman raised an eyebrow, sizing him up with a hint of amusement. "I appreciate the offer, but I work better alone," she replied, a stubborn set to her jaw.

Undeterred, Dean leaned against a nearby workbench, watching her with unabashed fascination. "I can respect that. Name's Dean, by the way," he introduced himself, extending a hand towards her.

She eyed his hand warily before finally shaking it, her grip firm and surprisingly warm. "Y/n," she introduced herself simply, a ghost of a smile on her face.

And just like that, a friendship was born in the dusty confines of Bobby Singer's garage. Dean found himself drawn to y/n's fiery spirit and unwavering independence, while y/n was intrigued by the enigmatic hunter with a penchant for classic rock and leather jackets.

As days turned into weeks, their bond deepened as they worked side by side on various cars and hunting cases. Y/n proved to be a valuable ally, her mechanical skills complementing Dean's hunting expertise in ways neither of them could have predicted.

Eventually, Dean realized that his feelings for y/n ran deeper than friendship, his heart skipping a beat whenever she flashed him that mischievous grin. And one fateful night, under the blanket of stars in Singer's salvage yard, Dean mustered up the courage to confess his true feelings.

Y/n listened quietly, her expression unreadable as Dean stumbled over his words. And then, with a soft chuckle, she silenced him with a gentle kiss, a silent promise of adventures yet to come.

And so, in the midst of monsters and mayhem, Dean Winchester found love in the form of a grease-stained mechanic named y/n, a love as wild and untamed as the open road that stretched out before them.

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Pink, Sweet smelling dust

Paring: Dean Winchester x reader

Summary: While on a witch hunt, you and Dean get some sort of dust thrown on you. After Dean ganks her, you two high-tail it to the bunker thinking the worst. Turns out that witch got her dusts mixed up and hit you guys with an aphrodisiac.

A/N: I heart Dean Winchester. The relationship between the two of you is unspecified and its implied that this is the first time you guys are having sex. I love the sex pollen au :P

Warnings: NSFW(18+) car sex, rough sex, unprotected sex

Your heart was beating so fast. You could figure out if it was from the fear of what was to come from that dust, or if it was from the dust. Looking up at Dean, he seems to be taking this a lot better than you, or he was at least pretending to.

The two of you were fast-paced walking to the Impala, not even caring to clean up the mess that was made. "Your heart beating fast, too?" You asked, voice laced with worry.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. We'll be fine." Dean said as he fished his car keys out of his pockets. You couldn't tell if he actually believed that, though, or if he was just trying to make you feel better. The hunt was going fine right up until she blew pink, sweet smelling dust into your faces. "What the fuck was that?" Dean had yelled at her. She only gave him a dry laugh in response with a suspenseful "You'll see"

Dean had no hesitation when he shot her in the chest, only checking to make sure she was actually dead before grabbing you and high- tailing to the car.

Once the two of you got in the car Dean wasted no time putting the key in the ignition. You barely had time to buckle your seat belt before he sped off, causing the dirt on the road to fly into the air. Even with Dean going thirty over the speed limit, the car ride is at least half an hour long. You have no idea how your going to survive that, especially with the growing ache between your legs.

The only thing you can think about is your doomed fate. There was no time-limit on how long this would take before it ends the both of you. For all you know it would take only a minute.

Dean notices the anxiousness spread all across your face. He reaches his hand over the comfortingly pats your knee. You realize hes trying to make you feel less scared but you suddenly become hyper-aware of your body and how hot you feel.

Its just his hand on my knee. You think to yourself. There's no reason to get all excited from that.

He leaves his hand on your knee, and all you can think about now is where else he could put his hands. On your thighs? On your chest? In your mouth? Inside of you- You shudder and close your eyes tightly at that thought.

Its not that you haven't thought about Dean like that, you were sure just about everyone who met him has. You just never had it take such a big effect on you especially when you're right next to him.

Dean takes your shudder as a shudder of anxiety, so he trails his hand up ever so slightly and presses his fingers into the skin of your thigh.

The only sound in the car is the humming from the engine, none of Deans usual songs playing. At a time like this, you wish the radio was on to distract you.

You stick out your tongue to wet your dry lips. Deans hand that isn't on your thigh is gripping the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles are turning white. His movements are stiff and his eyes are locked on the road, not sparing you a glance. You wonder if he has the same problem as you, if he also has an ache between his legs. You quickly glance down to his pants and see that, yes, he does have the same problem, the large tent in his pants being painfully obvious.

Dean turns his head immediately to you when you let out a little whimper at the sight of his bulge. You avoid eye contact, desperately staring out of the car window.

"You okay?" he asks you, his gruff voice adding to the fire in your belly.

"Yup," you squeak out. What is this man doing to you? You can hardly think straight.

Dean doesn't believe you, not in the slightest. It takes a minute for the gears in his head to turn before he realizes; you feel the same way he does. He originally chocked it up to you being scared, but he knows that is not the case. Dean slides his hand up higher on your thigh, you suck in a quick breath at the feeling.

"You sure?" He asks you with an underlying tone of arousal. You look back to him as you angle your leg to lean towards his body. "Mhm." You mumble out.

The fingers on your upper thigh slowly creep to the junction of your hip and thigh, there Dean rubs small circles into your flesh. His touch is lighting you on fire. Your breathing picks up and the ache between your legs rapidly intensifies.

On the old dirt roads Dean pulls off to the side, stopping close to the trees that line the road. He puts the car in park and turns off the vehicle. There was no cars on the road this late at night, It was just you two.

"You feel it too?" He asks you, just incase this is actually just one big coincidence and he read into it too much.

You nod your head yes and unbuckle your seat belt, Dean does the same. There is a pregnant pause where the both of you just look at each other, unsure of what to do. You cannot take this feeling anymore, though. You almost pounce on Dean. You crash your lips against his as his hand come up to hold your jaw in place. The kiss is messy, unsynchronized with teeth bumping against teeth and tongues sloppily licking at each other's mouth.

Dean uses his free hand to push you back onto the flat seat of the car. It's a good thing that the car has the big bench seats or else this would be a lot more uncomfortable. You're now laying down under Dean, his hand roughly grabbing at your boobs. You moan into the kiss.

Dean roughly pulls down your pants, leaving you in just your panties. All embarrassment you might have had has been overshadowed by your need to be fucked by Dean. You bring your hand down to grip Deans hard cock through his pants, he lets out a hoarse moan at the friction. You make work on unbuttoning his pants and also pulling them down.

Skipping all foreplay it seems you both feel like you'll explode if you aren't fucking as soon as possible, hell, you actually might. You pull down Deans boxers just low enough for you to free his cock. You jerk him a few times before he breaks the kiss. "Can I fuck you?" He says, you're literally jerking him off but he just wants to make sure. Ever the gentleman.

You enthusiastically nod your head up and down, giving him the go-ahead.

He takes his cock in his own hand and uses his other hand to push your panties to the side, allowing him access to your wet pussy. He pushed into you, both of you releasing pent up moans. His cock is big, and you barely have anytime to adjust to his size before he roughly grabs your hips with both of his hands and starts thrusting into you.

Dean leans down to your neck to kiss and suck on your pulse point as you're moaning sweet praises to him, urging him to keep going. The windows start to fog up from both of your heavy breaths being released. Its an erotic scene, thats for sure. The both of you in the front seat fucking like you're depraved.

There's definitely going to be bruises on your hips, you think to yourself. You lock your legs around Deans torso. Deans moans are like music to your ears, going straight to your impending orgasm. Your nails scratch at his back.

"Fuck- I'm close." You moan out into Deans ear.

"Yeah me too, sweetheart." His pace never relents, though, even with his orgasm quickly approaching. If anything it speeds up.

You can feel the coil in your belly tighten like no other time before. Your hands are grasping and clawing at Deans shoulders as your back arches, pushing your chest to his.

The coil in your belly snaps hard. Harder than any time before. You screw your eyes shut and loudly cry out as you cum around Deans cock.

It takes Dean no time to be cumming, as well. He cums inside of you, not that you care you're too fucked out to be thinking about anything other than your orgasm.

You slowly release your legs' hold on Deans waist. The both of you trying to catch your breath from your climax. He slowly pulls out of you and tucks himself back into his pants. Dean sits back up-right on the seat and you follow suit. You fix your panties and pull your pants up.

The both of you just sit in silence for a moment, collecting your thoughts. You notice that you no longer feel anxious or ill, like the sex completly cured you... Oh. You think you figured it out. You open your mouth to say someting to the man next to you but he beats you to it.

"I think it was a sex powder."

[alternativeprincess94]

He is so damn fine 🥵🥵🥵🥵

I would like to personally thank The Boys, Kripke, the wardrobe department on The Boys and Jensen Ackles himself for blessing us with this outfit because I don't know why but it just does things to me

The shoulder muscles and the hair go crazy in this outfit... As do I

[alternativeprincess94]

Season 13 [gag reel]

[alternativeprincess94]

Its All About You.

(Jensen Ackles x You)

You plan a special evening for Jensen's birthday, one where you take control....

Y/n had been planning something special for Jensen's birthday for weeks, and tonight was the night she planned to give him a night he would never forget. She had never been one to take charge in the bedroom, but tonight she had something extra special in mind.

As Jensen arrived home from work, he was greeted by a trail of rose petals leading him to the bedroom. Curious and excited, he followed the path to find Y/n standing in the doorway, dressed in silky lingerie that left little to the imagination.

"Happy Birthday, Jensen," she purred, her voice sending shivers down his spine. "I'm going to take charge, and I want you to just sit back, relax, and enjoy. Its all about you tonight. For your pleasure"

Jensen's eyes widened in surprise and anticipation as Y/n slowly walked towards him, pushing him down onto the bed. She began to take control, teasing and tantalizing him in ways he had never experienced before. Her confidence and assertiveness were incredibly alluring, and Jensen was completely under her spell.

The night was filled with passion, desire, and an intensity that left them both breathless. Y/n explored every inch of Jensen's body, making him feel worshipped and desired in a way he had never felt before. She took charge in ways that drove him wild, pushing both of them to new heights of pleasure.

As the night came to a close, Jensen lay in bed, completely spent and utterly satisfied. Y/n curled up next to him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

"I hope you enjoyed your birthday surprise," she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Jensen pulled her close, his heart full of love and gratitude for the incredible night they had shared. "That was more than I could have ever imagined," he admitted, his voice filled with awe.

And as they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, Jensen knew that he would never forget this night - the night Y/n took charge in the bedroom and gave him a birthday he would remember for the rest of his life.

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[alternativeprincess94]

🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

#dean winchester #dean winchester x reader x sam winchester #supernatural #dean winchester x reader #spnfandom

[alternativeprincess94]

I love this quote so much

#supernatural #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader x sam winchester #spnfandom #dean winchester x reader #samwinterchester

[alternativeprincess94]

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Dean + loud vocal sex?

*smut*

You blushed as Dean stared at you.

“Come on sweetheart. Just tell me one thing you’re kinky about. It’s just us.” He rubbed your side as you nuzzled in his chest.

You sighed and nodded. “I guess this isn’t really overly kinky. But I really like it when you get loud.”

“Like while we’re doing it?” He asked, genuinely curious. He grinned when you nodded. “I can do that.”

*****

The two of you hadn’t been able to get any alone time since that morning you had revealed that you like it loud to Dean.

Dean was itching to get back to the bunker, where no one would complain about noise and where even Sam could hide away in his room watching movies or whatever he did and not bother the two of you.

The second the three of you were climbing down the stairs of the bunker, he sent Sam away and pulled you to your shared room.

You eagerly followed, moaning as he pushed you onto the bed before locking the door even though there was no need. You tore at each other clothes, a mix of hitting limbs and grunts as you fumbled.

Dean laid over you once you were bare for him and kissed you deeply. When he came up for air, he kissed down your jaw and nipped at your ear.

You felt yourself clench around nothing as he let out a rather loud moan in your ear. “Fuck.” You hissed as it sent shivers down your body.

“Missed this.” He grunted as he rubbed his length against your folds, moaning again as he felt how slick you were. “Missed me sweetheart?”

You kissed him sloppily, wrapping your legs around his hips. “So much Dean.”

He panted, reaching down to guide himself. With each rock of his hips, each inch he thrust into you he let out a whimper or a grunt, loving how your body was covered in goose bumps.

You scratched down his back, voicing your own pleasure. “Yes Dean. Fu-ngh.” You gasped as he bottomed out.

“You feel so good princess.” He let out another breathy moan. “Hugging my cock so good.”

You whimpered and rocked your hips when you adjusted, digging your fingers into his shoulders as he began thrusting quick and fast.

He kept his mouth by your ear, opening his mouth to let out soft grunts.

Just by his breathing alone you were near coming. You shivered with each noise he made and watched as he threw his head back and let out a growl.

“Fuck it was too long.” He snapped his hips harder, shaking the headboard.

You gripped his biceps as he came back down, his mouth settling over yours but not kissing you. Instead he moaned, breathing in what you were breathing out.

The intimacy had you coming around his cock, giving Dean no warning.

Dean choked out a grunt as your orgasm triggered his own. He chanted your name, moaning loudly as he settled his body over yours.

You hugged him to you, both of your chests heaving against each other’s.

Dean kissed your temple. “I think I like it loud too.”

[alternativeprincess94]

Intoxicating Pancakes

(Dean Winchester X you)

In honour of shrove Tuesday (pancake day) here in the UK, made me think of this little one shot about Dean, hope you enjoy 🥰

Dean was always a man of simple pleasures: his classic car, a good hunt, and, of course, a delicious breakfast. And there was one thing that always made his heart skip a beat - the sight of y/n in the kitchen, making her famous pancakes.

The bunker was always filled with the mouthwatering aroma of y/n's pancakes on Sunday mornings. There was something about the way she effortlessly mixed the batter, her hair falling loosely around her face as she hummed a soft tune. It was a sight that never failed to make Dean feel alive.

This particular Sunday was no different. As Dean walked into the kitchen, the heavenly scent wrapped around him like a warm embrace. He could barely contain his excitement as he saw y/n by the stovetop, carefully flipping pancakes with a grace that always amazed him.

"Morning, sunshine," Dean greeted, a contagious smile spreading across his face.

"Morning, Dean," y/n replied, her voice carrying a hint of mischief.

Dean's eyes flickered with curiosity but he brushed it off, too engrossed in the prospect of indulging in y/n's culinary masterpiece. He took a seat at the counter, his gaze fixated on her every move.

Y/n gracefully placed a stack of golden pancakes in front of him, she sat across from him with her own plate. As she ate, little droplets of sauce dripped down her chin. Dean's mind began to wander, conjuring up a mischievous thought. He watched as y/n reached up to wipe the sauce away with her thumb. Slowly sucking the sticky treat off her thumb, humming to herself, her movements and sounds fueling Dean's imagination.

Unbeknownst to y/n, her simple gesture had triggered a flood of naughty thoughts inside Dean's mind. Thoughts that strayed far beyond stacks of pancakes and ventured into a sultrier realm.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the kitchen felt charged with a different kind of energy. Dean cleared his throat, trying to shake off the wayward fantasies that threatened to consume him. He reminded himself to focus on the pancakes, on the breakfast he'd been eagerly anticipating all week.

But as Dean's eyes met y/n's, he couldn't ignore the subtle flirtation in her gaze. The sparks between them intensified, dancing in the air like playful fireflies. It was as if y/n had unknowingly picked up on Dean's thoughts and decided to play along.

Dean's heart raced as he saw y/n lean across the counter, her lips just inches away from his ear. Her voice was a low, seductive whisper that sent shivers down his spine.

"You know, Dean," she purred, "pancakes aren't the only thing I'm good at."

Dean's breath caught in his throat, his mind spinning with a medley of desire, anticipation, and a hint of confusion. But in that moment, none of it mattered. All that existed was the undeniable chemistry between them.

As the morning sun painted a golden hue across the bunker, Dean and y/n found themselves lost in a tantalizing dance of flirtation. Their connection grew stronger with each passing moment, the pancakes almost forgotten amidst the charged atmosphere.

With a newfound boldness, Dean reached out, gently tucking a strand of y/n's hair behind her ear. The spark between them ignited into a blazing fire, engulfing them both in a whirlwind of passion.

Hours later, as they lay tangled in each other's arms, the scent of pancakes still lingering in the air, Dean realized that sometimes the simplest pleasures in life could lead to the most unforgettable experiences.

From that day forward, pancakes would always stir within Dean a sense of excitement and a reminder of the intoxicating connection he shared with y/n. And whenever he caught a whiff of that delicious aroma, he couldn't help but smile, knowing that beneath the sweetness of those pancakes lay an everlasting flame of desire.

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[alternativeprincess94]

I sold my soul to me because I’m better than you 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Mine is : I took a bath with Dean Winchester because I hate my life

Wouldn't be hating my life if I was in the bath with Dean 😏🔥🔥

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[alternativeprincess94]

I love his smile

DEAN WINCHESTER in one random episode per day ‣ 318/327 4.14 SEX AND VIOLENCE

[alternativeprincess94]

Right now I’m currently 12 that’s the feeling 😂😂😂 how about you???

#supernatural #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader x sam winchester #spnfandom #dean winchester x reader #samwinterchester

[alternativeprincess94]

Cant wait to read it @jackles010378!!!!

So, I finished my first Soldier Boy fic 😵‍💫 slightly nervous about posting it so I'm gonna read through it a few more times before I'm ready to post it (maybe tomorrow (7th)) 💚💚 thanks for your patience 😊

Meanwhile enjoy some GIFs of him instead, just to get you in the mood ❤️‍🔥🔥

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A Night To Remember

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(Jensen Ackles x you)

Warnings : contains SMUT!

When Jensen arrives home early from a convention and catches you coming home late from a girls night out he knows exactly what he's going to do to you 😏🔥

I get nervous writing smut about this gorgeous man so I apologise in advance if it's not that good 🫣

This fic was made possible thanks to these 3 pictures and the idea of writing it came from @k-slla . I hope you all enjoy it ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Jensen had always been the responsible one, always the level-headed partner in their relationship. But tonight, everything was about to change. Coming home late after a night out with the girls, y/n entered their apartment, feeling a mix of exhaustion and excitement.

Throughout the entire evening, Jensen had hardly contacted you, making you wonder what he was up to. Little did you know that he had something special planned for you, something you would remember for a lifetime. Jensen had arrived home early from the convention after being able to get an earlier flight.

As you entered the dimly lit apartment, you immediately sensed a shift in the atmosphere. There was an undeniable air of anticipation, as if something extraordinary was about to unfold. Your heart raced in curiosity, wondering what awaited you behind the bedroom door.

You stepped into the bedroom. Jensen was sitting on the edge of the bed, his shirt half undone showing off his muscular physique, his eyes filled with an intense desire. There was a strange sparkle in his gaze that you had never seen before, and for a moment, you couldn't help but feel a slight shiver of apprehension mixed with excitement. "What time do you call this y/n? Have fun with the girls so much you didn't want to come home?"

Before you could answer him, he closed the distance between you both, pushing you backwards until your back hit the wall . "I'll show you what a fun night feel likes" Jensen's touch sent electric shocks through your body as he caressed your cheek, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along your jawline. His voice, barely above a whisper, cut through the silence. "Tonight, my love, I want to show you a side of me you've never seen before. I want to make this night unforgettable, a night that etches itself into our souls."

Your heart skipped a beat as those words lingered in the air. You looked deep into Jensen's eyes, drawn to his sincerity and the newfound intensity he exuded.

With a mix of curiosity and trust, you allowed him to unzip your dress and let it pool on the floor by your feet. Once your dress was discarded, Jensen's eyes roamed over your body. You were wearing the white lingerie set he had brought you for your birthday. His eyes darkened as they ventured lower to your core. His hand came back up to caress your check every so lightly "your so fucking gorgeous y/n" with that statement made, his lips attacked yours with a fever you had never felt before from him.

He quickly disposed of his shirt throwing it to the floor by your dress. He made quick work of removing your bra and panties. As soon as your breasts were exposed to him he made light work at sucking and nipping at them. Your hands ruffled through his hair as he devoured each breast with equal measure.

He made his way back up your neck, leaving marks on your collarbone, trailing upwards to suck on your sweet spot behind your ear. He lifted you up by grabbing your thighs, you instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist as he walked you over and lay you gently on the bed. He crawled above you kissing you with so much passion and fire it made you crave more of him.

He started to make his way down your body, nipping and sucking at every possible piece of skin he could until he got to your intimate area. He pulled you down the bed by your ankles spreading your legs at your knees so you were exposed to him. You felt him blow cool air against your core, making you squirm.

Without warning his tongue darts straight into your pussy, licking straight up to land on your clit. The intensity and pressure that Jensen is using has you breathing heavily within seconds. Before you could even moan out to him you feel his finger plunging into your soft walls, then a second, then a third. Your mind is in overdrive with the pleasure that you are feeling. "Oh fuck Jensen, I'm gonna, GAH , IM GONNA CUM BABY" you screamed at him. But he didn't stop. He chuckles against your clit as he continues to ride you through your high.

Your ears were ringing and you had stars in your eyes as you came down. Jensen made his way back up your body. Kissing and sucking at your breasts once more before kissing your lips. "You ready for the main event sweetheart" he asked you as he nipped at your neck. Still in your post orgasmic daze all you could do was nod at him.

Jensen made himself comfortable in-between your legs and lined himself up with your entrance. With one swift push he was fully sheathed inside of you. You both let out a moan of pleasure as you adjusted to his size. "Jensen, babe. Move please" you asked him. He looked at you for a moment resting his forehead against yours "just give me a second please darlin, I've been away from you for so long I wanna take my time with you", "it's been one weekend handsome" you replied with a chuckle, "yeah, too long in my book, you're definitely coming with me next time".

Jensen pulled you into a long kiss as your hands found their way into his hair. Scratching at his scalp you heard a contented groan come from him. He always loved when you did that. It helped that his hair was a little longer than usual so you had something to pull on. He finally started to move inside of you, dragging his cock painfully slowly out of you and then back in with some force.

He continued at a slow pace, watching and feeling you squirm underneath him. Your hands gripped at his biceps as he started to build up the pace. you could feel every delicious drag of his cock inside of you, rubbing against your slightly pulsating walls. as much as you loved how gentle he was being you craved more form him " Jay, babe, i need more, harder, rougher, faster". Jensen's eyes darkened at that comment.

He pulled out of you and lifted you up before flipping you over onto your stomach. He gripped your hips as he pulled you up onto your knees, your arms supporting your upper body resting by the side of your head.

You wiggled your ass at him, knowing what was to come. Jensen slapped your ass before he penetrated you hard and fast. You let out a cry of ecstasy as he pounded into you, your walls convulsing around his cock as it touched every spot you needed it to.

He worked his hands up your spine, causing you to shiver slightly. With one hand snaking round to massage your breast and the other holding onto your shoulder to give him more leverage , Jensen continued his assault on your pussy at a fast pace.

"Your so fucking tight for me y/n, so tight and wet for me, I'm not gonna last much longer" he said in between laboured breaths. "oh god Jay baby don't stop, I'm so close". Jensen continued to pound into you, feeling his release getting closer, feeling your walls pulsate around his penis. "I'm gonna, oh god jay I'm gonna come baby" He wrapped his arms around your torso and pulled you flush against his body, now sitting you in his lap as he continued to thrust into you.

His right hand made its way to massage your right breast, as his left hand worked its way down to draw fast hard circles on your clit. Your head flew back to rest on Jensen's shoulder, giving him the opportunity to suck and nip at the sweet spot on your neck.

The intensity of having Jensen everywhere on your body made your orgasm reach a new high, one that you had never felt before making you shake. Jensen was not far behind you as you felt his warmth fill you up. HIs hot breath next to your face, sending shivers down your spine as you both came down from one of the most intense orgasms you both have had together.

You both lay on the bed for a moment trying to regain a normal breathing pattern. Your back to his chest with his arms wrapped tight around your waist. " Damn sweetheart, that was..........." you chuckled as he couldn't finish his sentence. You turned to face him, he brushed the hair from your sweat soaked cheek. You leaned up, kissing him softly on the lips. "Why don't we go get cleaned up, fancy taking a shower with me Ackles?" it took him seconds to get up of the bed and pick you up bridal style " you don't have to ask me twice" he replied as he kissed you deeply, carrying you into the shower, ready for another session.

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