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[bitchjerk78]

USE YOUR WORDS

SUMMARY: y/n helps Dean after he got injured during a fight with a demon

WORDS COUNT: 2600

PAIRING: reader x Dean Winchester

WARNINGS: smut, unprotected sex, dirty talking

You sigh while you walk towards Dean, his face dark and angry. He has his big hand on his shoulder pressing the wound he got while he was fighting that demon, the same one you could kill thanks to Sam help

<<Dean>> you whisper his name softly as you are almost scared to talk to him. His green eyes move fast in your direction and you stop breathing

<<What the hell do you want, y/n?>> his voice is harsh, deep. Full of pain and rage. You close your eyes for a second, remembering that the two of you don't really get along

<<Let me check that wound>> you reply with a firm voice. Yes, maybe you can't stand each other, but now it's different. You're not fighting for some stupid shit, he's hurt and you have to help him, even if you want to slap him most of the time

<<It's fine>> you roll your eyes bothered by his stubbornness

<<I said>> you took a step closer <<let me check the wound>> he stands properly and he looks up and down your body

<<Sam will do it when he's back>> you bite your lip even more close to losing your cool

<<Sam is covering our tracks, we don't know for how long he's going to be away and that wound needs to be suited, so you either go to a hospital or you let me check it>> your voice is confident and you look at him while you notice you can't breathe properly, the air in your lungs disappeared and you just can't inhale more. It's like everything stops while he lowers his eyes, and he nods slowly

<<Fine>> that's the only word that comes out of his mouth, but it's enough for you to get even closer and check it. When you see the blood, the skin torn apart, and the suffering expression on his face, you just can't hate him like you always used to do. You see it for what he is, just a boy. An asshole, sometimes that's for sure, but just a boy who needs help

<<Okay, why don't you sit down so I can stitch you up>> oddly, he does what you said and you can't help but notice his eyes looking at you in a way they have never done before. It's like they are looking at you for real, like they just noticed you <<Come here>> you whisper as you pour some alcohol on a tissue to disinfect the shoulder <<That bastard really got you>> you hear him chuckle and that makes you feel strange, Dean is chuckling, with you... <<Am I making you laugh?>> you ask while you put a needle in his skin to close the wound

<<No>> he growls due to the pain but he doesn't say anything about it, of course he's too proud to admit he's in pain <<I just think it's funny hearing you say bad words>> he says biting his bottom lip when you put some pressure on the wound

<<Shut up, Dean>> you roll your eyes and shake your head in disapproval

<<Shut up, Dean>> he says back, mocking you.You open your mouth slightly when you turn towards him <<Close your mouth, little girl. You never know what might slip into it>> as soon as you realise the joke, you pull away

<<Gross>> you shake your head again but you keep cleaning the wound

<<Oh come on>> he smirks <<Don't tell me you get embarrassed for something like that>> his deep voice makes you shiver in pleasure

<<No, of course not>> but you know you're lying, you know that you get embarrassed and you know why. Because even if you don't like him very much, you couldn't help but think about what would be like to feel him close. His hands on your trembling body. His lips between your shaking legs. His voice in your ear, whispering some secret desire

<<You are blushing, y/n>> he tilts his head <<Stop pretending>> you frown at his words, and you get up from the chair, hoping you can get away with this <<You think I don't know? You think I'm so naive I didn't notice the way you look at me?>> you stay still, too surprised to even move a single muscle

<<I have no idea what you're talking about>> you mumble but you can feel your heart beating way too fast and your panties getting way too wet just after some of his words

<<Liar>> he whispers in your ear, and you can feel his nose brushing against your jaw <<Bet you're hoping I'll touch you>> you find the strength to pull back and you look at him in disbelief

<<The hell is wrong with you?>> you raise your voice a little. his eyes looks at you and he opens his mouth

<<I...I'm sorry>> he says lowering his eyes <<I don't know, I just thought...>> you take a deep breath

<<Don't you ever do something like that again, don't you dare to treat me like one of your girls, Dean!>> you point a finger at him <<Because I'll fucking kick your ass>> you were hoping to see him a little scared, but his lips curls in a smile

<<I've always liked your determination>> your heart stops for a second <<The way you're independent, you don't need someone to defend you. You can do that yourself>> he takes a step closer and you raise your eyes to meet his <<Always ready to fight>> his hand gets closer to your face and he puts some of your hair behind your ear <<You have no idea how much you turn me on when you look at me all mad>> your mouth gets dry and your hands start sweating

<<What are you saying?>> you manage to ask because your voice is so low, too full of desire

<<I'm saying that I crave you>> everything stops <<I crave your touch, your body, your voice>> another small step towards you and your lips are just inches apart <<I want you, everything of you, every single part. Even the ones you hate>> two of his fingers trapped your chin so you're obliged to look at him <<Since the first day you walked through that door, I wanted you, I needed you>> you are speechless, all this is too surreale. It's like your dreams are coming true and you don't know how much you can resist the urge to grab him and finally kiss him

<<Dean, please>> you whisper out of breath

<<Please, what? Use your words, princess>> you bite your lip, and you feel his thumb touching your mouth <<Come on, I know you can do that. You like to talk so much, do it now too>> he smirks and he reaches your ear <<You're not nervous, right?>> he teases you <<Am I making you nervous, y/n?>>

<<N-no>> your voice is so full of pleasure that you almost moan as you talk

<<You really like to lie, little girl>> he says and his hands end up on your waist <<Why don't you stop pretending and you show me how much you want it?>> and without even notice it, your face gets so close to his

<<If we do this, there's no going back>> you whisper inches from his mouth

<<Oh baby, going back it's the last thing I want>> you gasp when you feel his lips on yours and, even if the feeling of it it's amazing, the only thing you're thinking is finally. He kisses you so passionately that you're almost out of breath, his tongue licks your lips slowly as you feel your knees getting weaker and you panties getting wet, you almost sure you are dripping on your thighs

<<What if Sam- >> Dean stops you, grabbing from your legs and putting you on the table

<<Honestly, y/n>> his lips end up on your neck making you shiver and moan softly as his hands keep grabbing your waist in a possessive way, his fingers pressing into your skin <<I don't give a fuck about Sam right now. I'm dying to feel your tight pussy around my cock, if Sam comes back I will gladly show him the way I can make you squirm and scream my name>> he wraps his big hand around your throat squeezing it softly <<So why you don't shut up and show me how much you want it>> the only thing you can do is nodding and you find yourself biting your lip as his mouth kiss your chest from above the t-shirt <<Bet you're so wet right now, am I right little girl?>> you shake your head but his smirk tells you he knows you're lying. So you stop breathing when his hand touches the throbbing part between your legs

<<Oh God>> you moan softly rolling your eyes back trying to keep your voice low

<<Lift your hips, baby>> now your pants are now on the floor, and you know he can see your panties all wet <<Look at the mess you made>> he shakes his head. You start shaking when his fingers rub your inner thigh <<Your dripping, y/n>> his breathing is low, full of passion and desire. The lust in his eyes is so noticeable that you almost lose control <<So you want me to lick it?>> you nod and look at him as he reach your mouth <<It's not so simple, princess>> he brushes his lips against yours <<You have to beg for what you want>> with a finger he starts touch you from above your wet panties <<So beg for it, y/n>> his movements are slow and light. So soft you almost can't feel it, but you know it's there touching you, making you go crazy <<Use your pretty mouth and beg me, come on. I know you can do it>> and while he keeps looking at you with a teasing smile, he kisses your inner thigh in the same soft way he was touching you. You feel your entire body on fire, and the desire of feeling it is so unbearable that you start moaning and shaking

<<Please>> you whisper out of breath, hoping he'll finally do it, but his soft laugh catches you off guard

<<Louder, baby>> he says biting the warm skin close to your soaked panties <<Be a good girl and say what you want me to do>>

<<Kiss me>> you say with your face on fire but he shakes his head

<<Be more specific, kiss you where?>> you close your eyes for a second, but you manage to whisper a couple more words

<<Kiss me there>> you can see his proud smile all across his face while his hands push your hips down

<<Good girl>> and with that, you finally feel his lips between your shaking legs

<<God!>> you lay on the table as your hand ends up in his soft hair <<Fuck>> you arch your back pushing your hips closer to his mouth. You can hear him moaning as his tongue licks the right spot over and over

<<God, y/n>> you almost scream when he bite your skin and suck it soon after <<You're so fucking delicious>> his hand reaches your throat while the other keep pushing your hip down the table

<<Dean!>> your head falls back on the table when two of his fingers start pushing inside you

<<Yes, good girl. Come for me>> you can feel it in your chest you're close, the fire is spreading all over your body and the shaking is unstoppable <<Come on my tongue, princess>> you arch your back one more time before the orgasm leaves your mouth while you moan his name over and over <<Such a good girl>> he smirks as he kisses your lips making you taste yourself <<I should have knew that behind that cute and innocent act of yours it was hiding this beautiful submissive girl>> he grab your legs and he push you close to his body

<<Shut up>> you say rolling your eyes trying to not be effected by his low voice and teasing words

<<Shut up? I'm pretty sure you like when I talk to you>> you hear his jeans opening and you look at his big and throbbing cock in his hand <<Oh, I know you'd like that>> he smirks while his hand moves slowly all around it, you can see some precum dripping from it and you open your mouth slowly <<All the time you were looking at it, you thought I wouldn't notice it?>> he put the tip on your pussy <<I could see the lust in your eyes, and you have no fucking idea how much I wanted to grab you and bend you over. Fucking you till the only thing you were able to do was screaming my name and begging me to let you come>> you feel the tip inside you and you squeeze your eyes

<<Dean...>> you shake your head. It's too big, you know you can't take it

<<Don't worry, princess>> he puts some of your hair behind your ear <<You can take it, I know you can. This cock was made for you>> you almost scream when you feel it all inside you, pushing you to the edge

<<Please>> you whisper as he starts to move way too slowly, making you feel like you're going to break

<<Please, what?>> you arch your back and roll your eyes as his hands grab you to make you stay still under his body

<<F-faster>> you beg out of breath, and his smile makes you understand you just said something right

<<My good girl>> he praise you as he moves faster, deeper. In an eager way, like this is what he always wanted, what he always needed. Your moans are louder than before, and his name leaves your mouth in a begging way <<You belong to me, y/n>> he wraps his hand around your neck <<From now on, your mine. Do you understand me?>> his pushes are more possessive, more dominant. So rough you feel like losing your senses. Tears of pleasure start running down your face and the only thing you can think about is how much you like this <<I've killed for way less>> his face close to yours so that you can hear his words inside your soul <<Because I'll kill anyone who tries to touch you>> another deep push makes you shaking and you wrap your legs around his waist so you can feel him all inside you <<Anyone who looks at you in the wrong way he'll find himself with a bullet in his head before he even realizes it>> your nails are grabbing his back so tightly as everything around you stop existing and you feel like you two are the only people left in this world <<If someone tries to take you away from me I'll make sure he's going to suffer>> his voice is so low, so full of things never said before <<I'd burn the world down for you, y/n. I don't care about the consequences>> another push takes you almost at the edge <<And now, come for me, little girl. Show me you feel the same>> hearing him saying all this makes you lose control of your body, and you let yourself scream his name as he whispers yours close to your ear.

You both look at each other, your faces covered in sweat and your breathing deep and shaky. You touch his cheek as you try to calm yourself down

<<I do feel the same>> you whisper and your heart stops in your chest when he puts his forehead against yours

<<I know, princess>> he whispers kissing your forehead <<I know>>.

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[bitchjerk78]

DON'T TELL SAM

SUMMARY: Yn hears Dean touch himself

WORD COUNT: 2000

PAIRING: Yn x Dean

WARNINGS: Smut, cheating, oral sex, unprotected sex

You watch Sam sleep with a peaceful face by your side, you caress his face rough due to the growing beard. You don't really like a beard but you have to admit to yourself that it looks great on Sam. Long hair covers his sleeping face and you smile softly thinking about how happy he makes you. You try to suppress the overwhelming thought that reminds you that he is not the brother you really want to be with, but the younger brother's bare back judges you in silence and you bring your legs to your chest sinking your head between your knees. What a mess.

You are aware that you care about Sam, he is so thoughtful of you and makes you feel special. Sex is not bad at all. But you can't help but think of Dean's big hands and his green eyes that you are dying to see them focused on your naked body. You know Sam might be the one for you, but you've never been good at making the right decision and you already know you'll end up choosing the wrong option.

You sigh as you close your eyes and breathe softly. Thoughts fill your head. Why can't you just be in love with Sam? Because he doesn't make you feel that excited thrill down your spine every time he looks at you, he doesn't give you goosebumps when he touches you, and his voice doesn't make your stomach crumple like a sheet of paper. Because he's not Dean.

You put on a sweatpants and cover yourself in Sam's plaid shirt, you need to get away from the muscular guy who sleeps in your bed.

The bunker is silent, everyone is probably asleep and you try to be as careful as possible so as not to wake anyone up. Jack is having trouble sleeping and you try to pass his room without making the slightest noise. You stop with your heart in your chest in front of Dean's room and put your ear to the door to hear what he's doing. Everything seems silent but your heart explodes in your chest as soft moans echo in your ears

"Fuck" you hear Dean cursing and his stomach does a somersault. Is he touching himself? The very thought of his face twisted into a grimace of pleasure creates a thrill right there "yn" you open your mouth in disbelief. Did he just say your name? You can already feel the panties getting wet as the moans get louder and louder "oh my god, yn" if you thought you had imagined it before now you're sure he said your name.

You absolutely have to walk away or you might get caught and sure, that's the last thing you want to happen. You walk in the dark to reach the kitchen, you definitely need a glass of cold water to put out the fire that has ignited in you hearing the low and hoarse mouth of Dean say your name between a crowd and the other. You cling to the table as his voice explodes in your chest

"Dean?" you start seeing his sculpted body in front of your eyes. He has unkempt hair and red and swollen lips as if he had squeezed them between his teeth until recently. Slide your gaze up to his hands as you imagine his cock squeezed between long fingers. You are almost out of breath and take a step back and take another sip of water

"yn" read the embarrassment on his face as if what he just did was a cardinal sin "I thought you were asleep" shake your head as you watch the muscular legs stop a short distance from you and the big hands busy pouring water

"no, I'm not very sleepy" you bring a lock of hair behind your ear while his plump lips are moistened by the cold liquid

"I was cleaning the guns, didn't I bother you with the noise?" You smile knowing that he is lying and that he wants to make sure you haven't just heard him touching himself thinking of you

"no, I have not heard anything" he sighs relaxed and smiles mockingly "apart from you moaning my name, no nothing" an adrenaline rush shakes your chest. His green eyes focus on you in amazement and his pink face suddenly whitens

"I" shake your head and act without even thinking about what you are doing, without considering the consequences. You put yourself in front of his face being able to finally observe the freckles covering his nose "yn?" Dean asks confused as his hands land on your hips. You melt feeling his fingers tighten your bare skin under Sam's thin sweatshirt

"Dean" you sigh "Why did you touch yourself thinking of me?" you ask, holding it from below and tilting your head upwards

"fuck" moans as you approach his pelvis to let you feel all his excitement growing in his jeans "because I can't help but imagine you bent over this table while I fuck you until you cry every time I see you" you gasp from the his unsettling sincerity "tell me you do it too" his hand ends up on your face while his thumb slips cautiously between your lips. Dean caresses your mouth slowly while his finger brushes your teeth "tell me that you touch yourself thinking of me" your breath becomes short while you can almost feel your soaked panties "tell me that while Sam fucks you, you think of me, that I am the one who takes you between your sheets "you tremble and nod shyly. Didn't you think this would ever happen "yes?" nod again "good girl" your body is on fire at those words and you quiver with excitement as Dean pushes you down making you fall on your lap. The floor is cold but the desire for him sets you on fire

"Dean?" you don't know what you're calling him for. Whether it's a plea or a necessity

"sh, shut up. Don't you want to wake Sam?" his hand lands on your face making the sound of the slap echo throughout the kitchen. You moan with pleasure and place your hands on his thighs, the only thing you want is to feel his cock in your mouth "I know what you want, little slut" arch your back waited to see him undo his belt "hands" he orders while he tightens the belt waiting for you to put your wrists on it. He Pulls hard and ties your hands behind your back "so you'll be good" he grins as he looks at you and undoes his pants. Black boxers are so tight you can't imagine how big his cock "suck, baby" nod as you lick it with mock innocence as you watch it from under your lashes

"mh Dean" his hand ends behind your neck as he begins to accompany the movements of your head. He pushes you hard towards him and you can feel his cock in your tight throat. He puts both hands on the sides of your head and beats your mouth mercilessly. You would like to touch it but your tied hands prevent you. He's torturing you

"shit, yn" brings his head up so he can see his neck pulled. Comes out of your mouth and moans softly "open" he orders opening your lips, a trickle of saliva slips on your tongue making you aroused "swallow" you watch him while his saliva crosses your throat "good girl" makes you stand up and look at you intensely in the eyes "why don't we take off this shirt ah?" he smiles as he tears it up forcefully making it fall to shreds on the ground "you are mine" you moan nodding and, finally, his lips end up on yours. The kiss is slow but full of passion and desire, desire for sex, desire for him, desire for love. His tongue explores your oral cavity as his cock rubs against your leg

"Dean" you moan feeling your knees give way, his powerful hands hold you and without realizing it, you find yourself bent on the cold table while your body stiffens from the cold

"I'm about to fuck you so hard you'll beg" you nod as your pants are pulled off and your panties ripped in half "mh you're so hot. Lying on this table, you're so wet I can see your cum dripping from your legs" you ajar your eyes and you bite your lips hard as you feel his dick inside you "oh shit you're so tight" He takes you hard by the hair forcing you to arch your back

"Dean" you groan as the thrusts make your legs shake

"yn, you're so wet" he presses your head hard on the table and holds your bare back with his free hand. His moans give you goosebumps and you feel him approach your ear and bite your earlobe. Your legs are shaking and you are sobbing in order not to come without his consent

"Dean, please" moan "please let me come" you hear him laughing and whispering dirty things in your ear

"come for me, yn" you explode mercilessly moaning his name

"Dean"

"yn"

You scream as he collapses exhausted onto your back and leaves you a sweet kiss on the shoulder. He moves your hair away from your face so he can leave you another kiss on the cheek, forehead, nose, lips

"oh my god" you gasp as you try to stand up but you have to hold on to Dean because your legs are still shaking

"come here" he covers you with his shirt that reaches mid-thigh and takes you in his arms to keep you from walking, you put your head on his chest after having playfully kissed his chin. You hear him laughing and his chest trembles under your face as his laughter echoes in the kitchen "sleep with me tonight" he kisses your forehead and at the same time directs you to his room.

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CHAPTER 2“DID YOU MISS ME?”

SUMMARY: someone unexpected knocks on your door late at night

WORD COUNT: 2500

PAIRING: Dean x reader

You walk silently into your new motel room where you have decided to stay for the night, it is only five in the afternoon but you are already very sleepy. You have been driving for a long time and your fingers are sore. It's been two weeks since you left the others, Sam called you for ten consecutive days without ever getting an answer, at the eleventh your phone didn't ring anymore. You know that Cass tried to reach you but you didn't let him, you need to be alone to face everything that awaits you. Only Dean didn't make himself heard, neither a call, nor a message. Nothing at all. You are not surprised, after all. On the one hand, you knew it, but the way he looked at you for the last time, his sad and silent face, the downcast eyes and the half-open mouth made you almost hope that he would show up eventually. Yet none of what you had hoped for has happened.

The night is so quiet for you now; you no longer hear Sam's heavy breathing or Dean's light footsteps strolling to the bathroom. There is you. You and your thoughts as the days go by and you try in every way to delay your arrival at your destination.

You turn the phone over in your fingers and you throw it exasperated on the green blankets. You look out the window to be able to observe the storm advancing outside your room and are surprised to hear the vibration of a message you have just received. You walk hesitantly to the foot of the bed and grab your mobile phone to read the name flashing on the display. Your heart explodes in your chest as soon as you recognize Dean's name on the screen. You feel your fingertips sweat as you unlock your phone and click on the message.

You stare at the words Dean wrote you and you eat a fingernail thinking whether to call Sam or just let it go. You snort loudly and, as thunder echoes through the room, dial the younger brother's number. You hear the repetitive noise in your ears and after seconds that feel like hours, Sam's voice explodes in your chest

"Yn?" You smile listening to his calm tone and familiar accent

"Yeah, did you miss me?" you hear him chuckle and smile silently

"Yes, but where did you end up? I called you at least five hundred times" you sigh knowing your faults

"I know, I'm sorry but I have to do something very important. I explained everything in the letter" he snorts

"In the letter? What letter?" anger breaks out inside you and you just want to scream but the words don't want to get out of your mouth. He said he would. What a liar. You cannot believe he actually did something like this, tears stinging your eyes in frustration

"I said" you sighs pissed off "nothing, why don't you join me as soon as you can? Alone, possibly"

"Sure, tell me where you are and I'll try to convince Dean to get as close as possible to your motel" you nod even if he can't see you

"I'll wait for you, then" you end the call and send him the address of the motel where you live. You put your hands in your hair and without thinking about it you call him on the phone, he probably won't answer but you will leave him a message on the answering machine in case

"Yes?" your heart beats fast in your chest as you hear his deep, warm voice booming in your ears

"Dean?" you were hoping to sound angry and annoyed. However, just hearing his voice causes a shiver down your spine. You cannot help but admit, despite being pissed off, that you missed him

"Yn?" you hear footsteps in the background and a door close "are you okay?" he seems almost worried maybe because he knows you would never call him unless something bad happened

"Yes, Dean, I'm fine" you snort and cut him off before he can speak again "why didn't you give Sam the letter?" you just feel the silence on the other side and the anger grows inside you, he doesn't even have the courage to admit it "one thing, Dean, only one thing I asked you to do. And you? You do the exact opposite" you laugh sarcastically "I know you probably hate me but god Dean, this was a very low blow for you too. You're just being selfish"

"Let me explain" you laugh knowing that if you hear just one more word you will forgive him

"No, I don't want to hear anything anymore" you end the call and throw the phone on the mattress "asshole" you throw yourself on the warm blankets and close your eyes for a while, just long enough to calm down and try to forget the wrong done by the oldest towards you.

You hear a light knock on the door; you close your eyes hoping the annoying noise will stop bombarding your ears. Another light blow, you snort and turn your face between the greenish pillows you are resting on. You groan something incomprehensible in response by waving a hand as if you wanted to chase away that annoying noise. Another blow, and you open your eyes, you look around and throw a confused look at the alarm clock placed on the case. It's eleven o'clock in the morning, who's bothering at this time? Two touches shake the door

"I'm coming" you mutter getting up from the bed and putting a hand in your hair "I'm coming" you repeat placing your hand on the cold handle, lower it and slowly open the door while with your free hand you hold the knife stuck in your belt. You immediately loosen your grip by recognizing Sam's kind gaze, who watches you impatiently "Sam" you smile

"Yn" he opens his arms welcoming you in a hug, you recognize his scent and his long hair tickles your cheeks "you're okay, luckily"

"Yes, I'm okay" you let go his back and watch him silently. Noe his hair is a little longer and the hint of a beard frames his face. The blue sweatshirt is wet from the stormy rain that is raging outside and the faded pants cover his legs "I didn't think you would arrive today"

"Luckily we were quite close" you let him in showing him the way with one arm and close the door only after having glanced at the corridor. No one else on the horizon and you don't know whether to be happy or sad

"Well I'm glad. Dean listened to you, after all" you sit down at the small wooden table. You pass him a beer and observe him discreetly

"Yes, I told him there was work for us, he didn't ask too many questions" he takes a sip from the dark bottle "he seemed lost in thought today, something happened. I think" you look down feeling guilty of his daily carelessness "you mentioned to me a letter, what it said" you take a deep breath and turn the beer over in your hands

"I was explaining why I had to leave, let's say that Dean was just an excuse to get away" you clear your throat "actually I got a message from an old acquaintance of mine, we were very good friends in high school"

"The girl who helped us when we met you?"  you nod as the memories of those days come back in your mind like spots, you shake your head and cough softly

"Yeah. After I decided to come with you, I asked her to keep an eye on the situation at home. You know, if something new comes up" you look around to avoid his gaze "she told me that a friend of ours is acting strange. Very strange" now you look at him so that you can look him straight in the eye. Your irises meet and he understands more than you expected

"Is this someone important?"

"He was, but yes. Basically" he nods softly

"Well, how did you solve it then" you shake your head

"Actually, I haven't checked out yet. I have too many fears that he might be possessed" you feel the sadness grow in your chest and you sigh softly "I thought I could do it, but seeing things clearly I think I need help"

"Yn, I'm here and I'm ready to help you, but you know I'm not going hunting without Dean" you bite your lip feeling your heart pounding as his name thunders in your ears

"I know, I know" you close your eyes and put the empty bottle on the table.

You hang around for a while and finally, after long days, you feel good. You cannot help but admit that you missed Sam with his calm voice and kind gaze, nothing compared to Dean's gruff tone and watchful eyes. You look at Sam and you realize that you have found a friend and as you watch him chat, you realize that it was not fair to have left. If you hadn't, you probably would have finished the investigation and the hunt by now, but sometimes you are so stubborn that you don't realize which is the right path to take. You sigh and walk your younger brother to the door, pat his arm to thank him for the company and watch him walk down the dimly lit corridor until his shoulders disappear outside. You close the door behind you and look at the time; it's been after midnight for about half an hour and between the beer and the chatter your sleep has passed. Therefore, you decide to sit on the bed and browse the pages of your hunting diary. Remember, as you flip through the pages, all the things that have happened in these few months. Your first time exorcising a demon, when you burned the bones of a ghost, your first wound from a hunt. And as you read, you realize that among all these events, Dean has always been there next to you. He was with you when you freed your best friend from the demon, when he taught you how to make salt bullets or sharpen knives. You touch your back going to grab the handle of the knife that Dean gave you, with your index finger you touch the edges of the initials engraved on it and smile. You know how important he is to you. You look carelessly at the coffee table realizing that Sam has forgotten his phone in your room, just as you are about to get up and grab it, someone knocks on the door. Without thinking, you lower the handle

"You're the usual careless, you forgot the pho-" You look up and the blood freezes in your veins. Two spring-like green irises nail into yours, you gasp as your rosy lips curl into a smile. Your heart beats in your chest so fast that you fear it will almost explode suddenly. The breath increases without stopping and your mouth is dry

"Did you miss me?"

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CHAPTER 1 “GOODBYE, DEAN“

SUMMARY: you decide to leave the others

WORD COUNT: 2000

You leave the shower feeling almost reborn, last night's hunt was successful and the family haunted by the ghost of the father is finally free. Your eyes are still tired but mentally you are quite awake and rested. You tried not to listen to Sam's light snores as he slept in the bed next to yours, Dean stayed up late to set up his weapons and write in his diary about this night's hunt. You would like to read it but you know the value it has for him, so you just look at it from a distance hoping that one day you will be able to leaf through those yellowed and ink-filled pages. For the moment, you go through your diary and read the things already written above. Sometimes the memories of your life come back in your mind, but you chase them away by shaking your head. You are too busy to be distracted by those bitter feelings.

You look at your silent reflection stuck in the mirror and wonder what you would be now; if that night the demon in your best friend's body hadn't killed her boyfriend in front of your eyes. You'd probably be in college, recovering from a hangover, have your own home, and you wouldn't have to move from motel to motel. The only thing that heartens you is the knowledge that if none of this happened, you would never have met the two brothers with expert faces and the angel with the tie. You smile thinking that, after all, it wasn't that bad for you. You dry your hair as best you can with a towel and leave the bathroom after wearing something comfortable. You run into Sam waiting silently on his bed

"Sorry if it took me so long" you smile at him and glance at Dean lying with his head on the blue pillow

"Don’t worry" Sam is nice to you and always tries to make you comfortable, Dean on the other side ...

"I hope you left some hot water" the deep voice of the oldest takes you by surprise, usually you two don't talk much. Your relationship is limited to exchanging information during a hunt, nothing more, and nothing less. You don't know why he's so grumpy with you, probably because he doesn't like working with anyone other than his family

"Yes, I didn't waste a lot of water. Only that the hair dryer is broken and I had to do it with the towel" you don't know why you are explaining so much to him, maybe because he always makes you feel bad or because you can't resist his penetrating gaze

"Cut them" he smiles at you sarcastic and you shake your head sitting on your bed to listen to the messages on the answering machine, there is only one from an unknown number

"Forget it" Sam whispers to you before closing the door behind her

"You did well the other night" Dean doesn't even look up from the paper he's reading, but his words fill the room "for being a beginner it's good that you haven't killed one of us yet" the spontaneous smile that was born on your face, disappears in the blink of an eye

"Thank you" you reply gruffly. Why must he always be so cruel? You wonder as you lay your still damp head on the pillow. Without saying anything else, the light-haired guy gets up and walks out of the motel room where you reside. You snort loudly and put your hands in your hair, arrogant, which is nothing else. Finally, left alone, you can listen to the message on the answering machine and the more you listen the more you remain speechless

"Where is Dean?" Sam makes you jump and you look at him badly

"He’s gone, he didn't give me any details" Sam sits at the foot of your bed placing a hand on your knee

"I know he can be rude and presumptuous at times, but he's not very good at showing his true emotions" he tries to smile at you but a grimace takes place on his sleepy face "but that doesn't mean he doesn't care" you look at him tilting the head to the side

"Sam, he hates me"

"Who hates you?" you whirl around feeling the weight on your bed and a different voice echoing in the room

"Cass" you shout "how many times do we have to tell you not to do this, we humans die of a heart attack" the angel chuckles and exchanges a greeting look with Sam

"What happen?" he's too curious for your taste, but his kind ways make you put aside his incessant questions

"Dean" Sam informs him "obviously he is treating her in a horrible way" Cass nods almost remembering another dean from the one he has known for a long time

"He did it with me too, you just have to give him time" you laugh sarcastically

"We've been hunting together for three months now, not even an act of kindness" you mutter sitting on the mattress

"Mph" Sam taps his index finger on his chin "I think he does it because you're the only one who doesn't accept his behavior" you poke your eyebrows and wait for him to keep talking "you know, he says one thing and you answer the same way. You do not get easily thrown off by his arrogant behavior and last but not least" he holds a laugh" you did not fall at his feet"

"So only because I don't hang from his lips I deserve to be treated like this"

"Hey, yn, we're talking about Dean, it's impossible to understand what's going on in his head" you snort and eat a fingernail in desperation

"And then, you two look a lot like each other" you incinerate Cass with a look and decide to change the subject for a while.

You are alone again and wander around the room lost in thought, one hand under your chin and the other in your hair. You walk and walk, silently mumbles and exhausted sighs. You are so focused on getting lost in your head that you don't hear the lock click, you turn away distracted and your irises meet Dean's green eyes.

"Where is everybody?" he asks gruffly as he throws his heavy leather jacket on the bed

"Sam went to get something to eat and Cass well I think he is solving some problems in the upper floors" you avoid looking at him to give him the same treatment that he gives to you

"I thought we will leave tomorrow morning" you follow his steady gaze on your backpack already full of clothes and the bed made up "has there been any change of plans?" he asks starting to grab his bag

"No" you sigh letting your hands fall on your hips "no change of plans, you are leaving tomorrow morning I'll leave soon" his gaze focuses on you. His pupils scrutinize you carefully and his lips part

"I don't understand" he murmurs shaking his head

"Well, I don't see why I should stay in a place where I'm not welcome" you look at him so intently that you force him to look away "and then I have an important job to do. Alone" you specify without taking your attention away from him

"Does Sam know? And Cass?" you shake your head

"I wrote a letter, if you can give it to both of them" you rummage in your bag and grab the two white envelopes "please" you add seeing his hesitant face

"No letter for me?" he tries to smile even though his eyes betray him

"No" you lie knowing that his letter is hidden in a pocket of your jacket but you are too cowardly to give it to him "I know you can't stand me, but give them these letters. Okay?" he nods and you feel more relieved so you turn to grab your duffel bag

"Don't do it" you hear him whisper behind you, you turn around believing you didn't understand "don’t" he sighs "don't do it" you look at him confused, very confused

"I thought you could not stand me" he nods slowly giving you almost right for once

"yes, but I must admit that you are a good hunter and you can be useful to us"

"I'm not as good as you are" you admit

"But you can become it" he almost seems to be fighting against himself, as if the words wanted to run away from his mouth but he stopped him "stay, you can learn a lot" you look at his silent face and dull eyes and the desire to sit on the bed and staying there with them skims your mind, but you have a job to get done

"I can't, Dean, I'm sorry" he nods in defeat and turns to his bag

"At least take this, it's better than the cheap knives you have" you chuckle and grab the leather sheath, look at the wooden handle with his initials scratched on it

"Thanks, Dean" you smile sincerely this time realizing that you have never shared such an intimate moment since you met

"Pay attention and remember what we taught you" you nod and pass him

"Goodbye, Dean" you look at him one last time to print his image in your mind, you walk away almost expecting his big hand that grabs your wrist to draw you to him, but you feel nothing but his gaze on your shoulders until you close the door behind you.

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[bitchjerk78]

‘’DON'T MAKE A SOUND’’

SUMMARY: Dean touches you while Sam sleeps in the back seat

WORD COUNT: 2000

WARNINGS: smut, fingering, dirty talk

PAIRING: Dean x reader

You look at the view from inside the car as the moon follows you in silence. Sam sleeps in the back seats, his eyes are closed, and his heavy breathing echoes in the leather seats. The radio hums a Metallica song as Dean brings the beat drumming on the wheel of the impala. You also mentally hum the song and move your head in time. A flash lights the sky in front of you and, shortly after, a thunder makes your chest tremble

"It looks like a storm is coming" Dean's warm voice causes a shiver down your spine. You nod and chuckle to hide the fact that you are afraid of thunder, you like to watch them but you hate when lightning falls too close "what's wrong, honey?" he grins knowing you hate that nickname

"nothing, I'm just thoughtful" he glances at you without distracting himself too much from the straight road that increases in front of your eyes

"Liar" he grins again and your hands start to sweat. You've always wanted to know what it feels like to kiss his plump lips. You shake your head to put that thought aside before the excitement increases in you "tell me the truth" on the one hand you like it when you dictate orders but on the other it makes you nervous. Who is he to tell you what to do?

"I don't really like thunderstorms" you look down feeling embarrassed, you don't like talking very much

"You're telling me you kill demons, but you're afraid of thunderstorms" he laughs loudly and slaps him on the shoulder

"Asshole" you try to be angry, but the smile is too good to be pouting. Everything becomes silent and you both exchange a stealthy glance. The atmosphere changes and his amused smile softens when he sees your offended face

"I'm sorry" he whispers looking at you in secret for a moment "I'm afraid of stupid things too, I certainly can't be scared of what we hunt" nod still feeling a little teased "It's normal to be afraid, yn" his big hand lands on your leg and chills run all over your body ending exactly between your legs, you close them slowly to not feel the throbbing excitement between your legs

 "It's strange to see you so kind" you try to ease the tension, but his gaze, his hand touching your leg, the kind smile and parted lips only make the situation worse

"You know" his thumb starts to caress your thigh following the rhythm of the music "I can't be too unpleasant with you" he chuckles embarrassed and, without thinking about it, you put your hand on his. As soon as they touch, the breath stops in your lungs, the soft skin and long fingers are perfect for your hand "at first I thought you hated me"

"Just a little" you burst out laughing and you both look at Sam silently to make sure he's still sleeping "but now" he sighs softly as if he's fighting himself "it's different"

"Different?"

"Yes, you are so smart and sweet. You know" laughs "to be honest" snorts "I don't like how you are with Sam" you look at him

"But I treat him so well" you are confused and your heart starts pounding in your chest

"That's right" he nods "that's what I can't stand. With him you are so open, sometimes I think you might like him" you sigh

"Dean, what the hell are you talking about?" you giggle nervously but your breathing increases

"I have to ask you" wait for the sentence to end "do you like my brother? Because if you do I understand, he's perfect and funny and"

"No, Dean"

"Kind, charismatic and definitely not selfish" he stops "what?" he turns surprised

"I don't like Sam" you roll your eyes and smile as you see his expression change 

"Then everything changes" he bites his lip and the only thing you want is to bite him "What do you say" his hand moves on your thigh reaching inside, your breath dies in your throat and your heart it beats so fast that you fear it might escape from your chest

"Dean, what?" you would like to continue the question but the words die in your mouth

"Why don't you be a good girl and stay silent" that sentence freezes your stomach and a thin moan comes out of your lips

"Dean" you don't know if it's a protest or a plea, a part of you has always dreamed of this moment

"Yn, I thought I told you to shut up" he looks at you and you stay silent "now I tell you what will happen, princess" you start to get aroused and you can't wait for his inviting lips to say everything you want to be done "now, my hand will go straight into your panties and I'll make you cum like no one else has ever done" you moan as your chest lowers and rises" but you don't have to wake Sam"

"Are you crazy? What if Sam wakes up?" you whisper through clenched teeth as you try not to come with the sound of his voice alone

"Then as soon as we get to the motel I'll spank you until you can't sit anymore" dean approaches your ear and his lips touch your lobe "open your legs for me, baby" to that nickname you open your legs and relax your back. His hand reaches the zipper of your jeans which is slowly lowered so as not to make too much noise and his long fingers caress the white elastic of your panties

"Fuck" thunder rumbles in the car as you arch your back to get closer to your hand

"Hey, don't move too much. I want to do it slowly"

"You want to torture me" you moan and bite your lower lip not to moan violently

"Exactly" he grins and half-closes your eyes feeling his hand slip into his pants and caress the already wet fabric "uh, look who's ready" he looks at you from under the dark girdles "good girl" you stiffen and try not to come. His index finger begins to caress your clit from above the underwear and the breath stops coming out of your lips. You groan and hold on to his plaid shirt to keep from screaming

"Shit, Dean" you whisper lowering your head to watch his hand move in your pants

"Fuck, you don't know how much I like to hear my name come out of your lips" looks you straight in the eye "I would fuck you exactly here if Sam wasn't here" you start to breathe quickly and cover your mouth with your free hand not to scream "What do you say if we move these underpants?" He moves tham "I would have torn them, but they would make too much noise"

"Shit, dean" he chuckles and you turn to check if Sam still has his eyes closed. He sleeps soundly

"Mhh" his indoce touches you without obstacles and you lift yourself slightly to meet his cold palm. Breathe loudly as his hand comes out of your pants "I really want to know what you taste like" Dean brings two fingers up to his perfect lips and slowly sucks his fingertips "sweet, as I imagined" he looks at you from top to bottom before putting his fingers back in your pants "have you ever tried to find out what you taste like?" you would like to answer but the orgasm grows inside you does not let you speak "Answer me, sweetie" you nod in order not to speak, you fear that you might scream with pleasure "my little slut" his finger ends up inside you and you bite your palm of the hand not to scream. Another thunder explodes in the sky and your back arches unnaturally

"Oh my god, Dean is so beautiful" you admit as a second finger enters me. He starts moving them while with his thumb strokes your clit "I'll come if you keep it up"

"You can't cum" his breathing has become heavy and his pupils bigger, you notice the bulge in his pants and the urge to feel his cock in your mouth grows inside you "not until I give you permission "you bite your lip and start to rotate your hips to increase the slow motion of his fingers "mh my good girl wants more "

"Please, Dean. you're killing me" he, for the second time, takes his hand out of your pants And he puts his hand to your lips "be a good little slut and suck" you open your lips and feel his wet fingers inside your mouth, stroke his fingertips with your tongue and poke his fingers looking him straight in the eye "oh shit , if you look at me like this I could come in my underwear without even touching me" he laughs "ah you have no idea how many times I touched myself thinking of you" he licks his full lips "tell me you did too"

"I did, Dean" you nod as he continues to slowly touch you "Dean, faster please"

"As you want, little bitch" he starts moving so fast he takes your breath away "mh you're about to come, aren't you? I know you're on the edge" you moan and keep biting your palm not to scream his name "yn shut up, you don't want Sam to wake up" Dean moans and looks at 

You  "oh you are so beautiful, yn" you push towards him to feel his fingers all the way "I want you to come, yn" he increases the speed leaving you without breath "now" your heart explodes in your chest, your breath freezes and your legs start to tremble as thunder rumbles throughout the cabin

"Dean" you groan scratching his arm. His hand comes out of your body and you gasp without strength

"Oh baby, as soon as we get to the motel I want to feel your lips around me" you smile and lean into his ear

"I can't wait" you look at you, you quickly glance at Sam and you burst out laughing as your head rests gently on both shoulder, his hand joins yours and his lips softly kiss your sweaty forehead

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[bitchjerk78]

‘’DADDY’S GIRL’’

Summary: you and Dean want to play a game

Word count: 3220

Warnings: smut, fingering, oral sex, sex, blowjob, dirty talk

Pairing: Dean x Reader

The white ceiling makes you distracted so you can stop thinking about the hunt you have started. You wonder what mysterious creature could have killed that boy. You have considered every supernatural being that you have already hunted, but you cannot get out of it.

You snort and quickly look at the clock hanging on the red wall. Half past five. The sun begins to set on this mid-November day and the wind beats in the windows. The cozy motel room with blue blankets keeps you company while you wait for one of the brothers to come home. Sam popped into the library about an hour ago and Dean has been out researching since this morning. They decided to leave you in the room to re-examine the case so that you can find missing clues. You accepted a bit disappointed but at least Cass will find someone if he needs you.

You close your eyes undecided about what to do while holding the sheets with the information on the five dead and the two disappeared in your fingers. You open your eyes to be able to look again at the photos of the five boys all dead in the same way and you take your head in your hands. You snort and decide to loosen the tail too tight. You sigh as you feel your hair fall on your shoulders and you lie with your back between the soft and fragrant pillows.

The door opens silently and you grab the knife Dean gave you, but you hide it back under the covers noticing Dean's muscular body and glowing face. He enters in the room shaking his head slowly and your eyes join. You feel the thrill running down your spine and ending at your feet when he smiles at you showing his white teeth

<<You are back, finally>> you smile and collect the papers scattered on your bed. Dean approaches sitting on the bed next to yours. You can't help but watch his muscles move from under his black shirt, his pale arms relax and his big hands run through his pale hair. You bite your lip slowly trying not to notice it and you sigh silently. You would like to play with his brown hair and find out if is soft as it looks

<<Yes, but I didn't find anything>> he snorts and grits his teeth. You would like to get closer and reassure him maybe hugging him

<<Maybe Sam has discovered something>> you try to be positive but your mood is not the best <<I have looked at everything we have, but it seems impossible to understand>> you watch his face go sad and cross your legs so you can play with your black socks <<Did you look for some information on the diary?>> Dean nods and does not add anything else

<<I got you something>> he speaks after a moment of silence. Your eyes light up and you lean out curiously to see what he's pulling out of his pocket <<I thought you might like it>> he hands you a chocolate bar making you gasp

<<Thank you so much>> at moments you jump off him to be able to thank him and a part of you proposes to do it with a kiss. Dismiss that idea and open your sweet gift. You peek at him and break the chocolate bar in half and handing him the divided piece

<<No, it's yours>> Dean tries to hide a sweet smile with bad results

<<I want you to take it>> your fingers touch and another shiver runs up to your belly. You would like to feel his fingers touch your bare skin and feel them inside you as they give you pleasure. Oh if only Dean knew how many times you've touched yourself thinking about his fingers. You cough to recover and bite the great tasting chocolate

<<Were you bored while I was not here?>> Dean lays back and you get lost watching his eyes close tired

<<I always get bored when I'm not with you>> you chuckle while imitating his own movements. An amused smile appears on his angelic face

<<Y/n>> Dean whispers making your stomach tremble. You love to hear his deep voice say your name. You have dreamed of his lips so many times while they moan your name between kisses

<<Dean>> he stiffens his shoulders and sighs softly

<<Let's play a game>> it's not a question but an order and this only gets you excited as dirty scenarios make their way into your mind

<<What game?>> your throat is dry and your hands start shaking, you move your gaze towards him and you are breathless when his green eyes meet yours

<<Let's ask ourselves some questions, if we answer well there will be a reward>> you bite your lower lip and his pupils dilate

<<What if we fail to answer?>> he grins and sits on the edge of the bed. His hands caress the blanket and you would like to feel them in your mouth as you suck them firmly

<<If we are wrong>> Dean gets up slowly blocking your view with his muscle body. You swallow excitedly and wait for him to finish talking <<We will have to take off some clothes>> he takes a step towards you looking at you from above and you suddenly lower your head feeling his eyes too deep. Dean's fingers end up under your chin forcing you to look up <<Are you in, princess?>> your heart misses a beat to that nickname and you nod without realizing it <<Good girl>> you moan softly and try to hide it with a cough. Dean grins and goes back to sit in front of you <<You start, y/n>> you nod and try in every way to find a question hard enough to make him wrong. You are dying to see him naked

<<How old was I when I had my first supernatural experience?>> Dean frowns and a satisfied smile appears on your face

<<Ten?>> you grin and shake your head slowly <<Damn>> he snorts

<<Five>> you answer your own question correctly and your throat goes dry when you meet his gaze <<Take it off, Dean>> Dean takes his lower lip between his teeth and nods. Your heart starts beating fast as his hands land on the red flannel shirt. The shirt runs down his strong arms and ends up on the blanket. You are a bit disappointed, but you are starting to heat up and curiosity is getting higher and higher. You have already seen him without a shirt, but never on such an occasion

<<The first time my father took me to shoot?>> the heart accelerates its beat and you shake your head. You know he told you, you just have to remind it

<<Eleven>> Dean snorts and shakes his head <<What is my reward?>> you grin and lick your lips as you watch him. He smiles and seductively stands up

<<Get up>> he orders. You execute the order and you find his chest sculpted in front of your eyes <<Do you want your gift, baby?>> you nod but stop as soon as his hands touch your arms filling them with shivers <<Okay, y/n>> you moan softly hearing your name <<Here is your reward>> you feel Dean's hot breath blowing near your cheek and one of his hands grabs you by the hair forcing you to bend your head to the side. His mouth touches your neck and your lips part excitedly. A moan fills the room and Dean's smile kisses your neck making you tremble <<Look at you, I barely touched you and you are already moaning. Bet you're already wet for me>> your thighs come together to fade the electric shock. Dean walks away from you and sits back on the bed. You try to recover and copy his movements <<It's your turn, y/n>> you nod and wet your lips with a movement of the tongue

<<My first hunt?>> he smiles and nods slowly

<<Illinois, you were seventeen. You hunted a vampire>> you close your eyes hearing the correct answer come out of his pink mouth <<I got it>> he nods and you get up trying to think of a reward <<Come here, little girl>> you close your eyes and get closer to his excited face. You lower and placing your hands on his spread thighs and stroking them from above his pants <<Fuck>> you look at his full lips and taking your bottom in your mouth. Run your right hand along his chest, stroking his neck. You approach his mouth gently brushing it with your lips, Dean is about to kiss you but you move away going to take his lobe between your teeth. You suck it and pull it lightly. A grunt makes your chest tremble and Dean's hands land on your hips

<<Dean>> you groan. He gets up looking at your excited face

<<Fuck this game, I need to hear you, y/n>> his words leave you breathless <<I want to feel your mouth around my big cock. I want to hear your moans and my name screamed from this beautiful mouth. I want to taste you and make you mine until you can no longer walk>> you swallow the lump of saliva totally enraptured by his words <<I want to make you scream and cry until you beg me to make you come>> draws you to him making you feel his erection from inside the pants <<Do you want it too?>>

<<Dean>> you groan feeling your breath fail

<<I take it as a yes>> you nod and finally, feel Dean's lips on yours. You breathe in and he holds you tight so you don't run away. His tongue joins yours and his hand pulls your hair down making you moan <<Yes, good girl, you moan for daddy>> you feel your stomach explode and your panties get completely wet <<Now I will undress you, you understand?>> you nod and his big hand ends around your throat <<Speak>> he grunts

<<Yes>> you grin and his gaze gets harder

<<Yes, what?>> his fingers press on your skin making you even more excited

<<Yes, daddy>>

<<Good girl>> his big hands pull up your black shirt throwing it to the ground as if it were a simple piece of fabric. Dean's eyes rest on your black lace bra <<Fuck>> he moans and surprises you as his hand closes on your breasts going to play with your turgid nipple <<You're so horny for me. Mh, y/n>> he drops down so he can kiss your neck while he is playing with your breasts. Dean bites your skin making you moan

<<Dean>> you groan as you cling to his mighty back

<<Take off your pants, princess>> you obey making your jeans fall to the ground. Dean looks at your panties and you gasp as soon as the long-desired fingers end up between your thighs <<Fuck, look at you. You're so wet for me>> he starts moving his fingers in a circular fashion from above the lace fabric <<You're my slut, you're my dick slut>> you didn't think you would like these words, but hearing your moan noisy you are not so sure anymore. Dean walks away leaving you breathless and you watch him take off his shirt and pants. The black fabric of the boxers is pulled and you can see his erection <<I bet you want to suck it, isn't it so slut?>> you nod and his hand forces you to get on your knees <<So suck it, y/n>> Dean grunts as your hand lands on his hard dick. You smile satisfied and start moving your fingers tracing the contours of his cock covered by his underwear. You approach to kiss its length and lick the tip. Dean moans softly and, taking courage, you drop his boxers to the ground

<<Oh fuck>> you whisper seeing his huge erection in front of your face. You wonder if you will be able to take it all in your mouth given the size, but you put the question aside and take it in your hand holding it between your fingers

<<Y/n>> Dean moans grabbing your hair and pulling it

<<Yes, daddy?>> Dean throws his head back and you see his Adam's apple go up and down

<<You are driving me crazy, princess>> you start moving you hand and kiss its tip sensually looking at him from below and blinking <<Shit, you're so sexy baby. I would like to fuck you so hard>> you lick his and an exciting grunt echoes in the room. Your stomach trembles and you make the same movement to be able to hear that hot sound. Dean pushes your head forcing you to take his big cock in your mouth. He commands your movements and increases the speed more and more. He moans and writhes <<I want to feel it in your throat>> he moans <<Oh fuck>> he pulls your hair <<Yes, you're my bitch>> he pulls you away from his wet cock <<Come here, princess>> he kisses you tasting your mouth

<<Daddy>> you moan making him smile

<<I'll make you feel good, baby>> Dean makes you lie on the bed overhanging you with his body <<I want to find out your taste, y/n>> Dean lowers himself so he can leave you a chaste kiss on the lips <<but>> you sigh disappointed as soon as he moves away from you <<If you make even one noise, I'll start all over again. So>> he strokes your cheek <<Shut the fuck up and shut your mouth>> he grunts through clenched teeth. He starts by kissing your forehead. Cheek. Lips. Neck. You groan <<I told you to shut up, baby>> he grins kissing your forehead again. Cheek. Lips. Neck <<You have no idea how long I have wanted to do all this>> he kisses your chest and surprisingly you remain silent <<I know that you touch yourself thinking of me>> you blush and Dean notices it <<Don't be ashamed, y/n>> he reassures you by unbuttoning the bra <<I too have touched myself thinking of you. Us>> you arch your back moaning his name

<<Dean>> he chuckles and returns shakes his head

<<You are a bad, bad girl>> with a rapt movement, you find yourself with your belly against the blanket <<And do you know what happens to bad girls?>> he asks sternly

<<No, daddy>> you shake your head biting your lip

<<They are punished>> a strong slap hits your ass making you moan and wet at the same time <<Mh, I knew you would like it>> your back is back against the bed and his excited eyes look at you <<You are a dirty girl, y/n. So dirty and horny >> he takes your nipple between his teeth << You are my cum slut>> you moan violently and arch your back but Dean pushes your hip down

<<Please, daddy>> you beg him

<<Please, daddy, what?>> You look at him desperately

<<Kiss me>> he approaches your lips kissing them gently but you shake your head <<Kiss me, there>> you point your panties with a movement of the head and feel the flames burn your cheeks

<<Mh, so dirty but shy>> Dean looks at you <<You drive me crazy, y/n>> he approaches your panties stroking them with two fingers <<Open your legs for be, baby>> you do as he says and inhale suddenly as his hand begins to make perfect circles on your clit

<<Dean>> you moan and your hand ends up in his soft hair while the other holds the sheet in a fist so as not to scream with pleasure. He hasn't even touched you and you're already about to come. Dean slides your wet panties on the floor and looks at you in surprise

<<You're so wet, y/n>> he licks his lips <<So wet it's slipping down your thigh>> he shakes his head <<We don't have to dirty the bed, baby. Better clean up this mess>> Dean's tongue runs up your inner thigh and you pull his hair. You open your mouth wide and arch your hips as soon as his mouth kisses you. You pull his hair hard making him moan loudly

<<Dean>> you moan <<Oh, daddy is so good>> you feel Dean's tongue playing with your clit and two of his fingers moving inside you. You always dreamed of this moment

<<I bet you would like to come>> you nod << But it's me who decides when you can. So now shut up and if you dare to come, know that I will punish you. Do you understand?>> he grunts

<<Yes, daddy>> he nods and takes out his two fingers bringing them close to your dry mouth

<< Taste yourself. Suck my fingers, slut>> you open your mouth wide welcoming his fingers and licking them. You are amazed to feel a sweet taste spreading on your tongue <<You are so sweet, baby>> Dean steals you a kiss <<Stick out your tongue>> you do it and he splits on you <<Swallow it>> you bring in the tongue swallowing his saliva and feeling you more and more wet <<Now>> he caresses your hips while your hands touch his chest <<I will fuck you until you pass out exhausted. Do you understand me?>>

<<Yes>> he looks at you badly <<Yes, daddy>> Dean smiles at you and gets on top of you

<<Open this legs again for me, slut and get fucked as you want>> feel the tip of his cock against your clit and you have to make amends to all your strength not to cum instantly <<I'll be rude>> he warns you before he enters you without warning. You remain breathless for a moment but then Dean starts to move quickly and his hand ends around your throat so as to block your breath <<Pray me if you want to breathe>> he moans as soon as you scratch his back <<Oh, shit, y/n>> the pushes increase <<You are so tight and wet. Just as I imagined>> he grabs your hips pushing you down <<Now I will touch your clit and you will scream for me>> his thumb starts playing with your clit by drawing imaginary circles on it

<<Dean>> you scream

<<Do not come, not yet>> you find yourself with your face pressed to the blanket and your butt up <<God, I love this nice ass>> Dean spanks you hard making you moan <<Cock slut>> another spanking. Another moan <<I'm so close, y/n. Shit, I'm about to come>> the pushes get so fast you can't breathe. Feel the fire expand within you and you begin to tremble

<<Come, daddy>>

<< Come for me, baby. Come for daddy, y/n>> he pushes hard inside you making you scream

<<Dean>>

<<Y/n>> Dean collapses on your back going out slowly from you. You fall between the blankets exhausted and with your heart beating fast in your chest

<<Dean>> you sigh as his chest rises and falls quickly

<<Come here, y/n>> he opens his arms and you crouch on Dean's chest <<You were so good, y/n>> he kisses your forehead and you close your eyes

<<It was very nice>> you smile at him and his clear eyes light up. Dean strokes your cheek and you both remain silent to cuddle as the wind continues to beat against the window.

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[bitchjerk78]

‘’MAKE ME YOURS’’

Summary: you and Dean are alone in the new motel.

Word count: 3347.

Warnings: smut, fingering, blowjob, sex, dirty talk.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

<< What are you thinking about? >> Dean's warm voice takes you back to the rear seats of the impala; you sigh softly and shake your head moving your gaze to his focus face

<< Nothing >> you're tired and you don't really want to talk even if it's Dean. He nods and looks back at the straight, traffic-free road. Sam has his eyes closed and breathing heavily, he's probably sleeping which you should be doing too, especially after spending the night studying the new case. Unfortunately, it's daylight outside and you can't sleep with light. You relax your back and wait for you to arrive at the motel

<<Are you worried?>> Dean disturbs your thoughts once again and try not to snort

<<No, Dean>> you say his name slowly and you lick your lips <<I'm just tired>> he bites his lower lip and you think how much you would like to do it in his place

<<Go to sleep then>> you giggle bringing your eyes to the sky and you look at him for just a little while longer, just long enough to imagine yourself caressing his sweet face, your hands clutching his short hair and your mouths kissing. One on top of the other while his mighty arms hold you tight to his chest

<<Aren’t you tired?>> suddenly, you want to talk to him

<<Not much>> he raises his eyes looking at you from the mirror and gives you his usual cheeky grin <<Why don't you lie down and rest for a while?>> he suggests but you are not entirely convinced, you prefer to stay and observe him rather than sleep

<<I do not feel like, then I would be cold and I have nothing to cover me with>> you hold your arms to your chest while watching the dark clouds cover the blue sky like a blanket

<<There should be my leather jacket back there, put that on>> you are surprised hearing his voice say those words

<<Do you mean this jacket?>> you slightly raise the dark sleeve to show it to him, he nods slowly <<The jacket that no one must touch otherwise they will find a bullet in the forehead?>> he nods convinced and tries to hide an amused smile

<<I mean that jacket, y/n>> you like how your name looks so light and delicate when his lips say it, it causes a shiver down your back and your legs shake

<<I thought you didn’t want others to use it>> he sighs as if he was fighting a battle against himself

<<I want you to wear it, y/n>> you bite the inside of your cheek and you hurry to put it on. It's hot and very heavy, you can smell Dean's delicate scent envelop you in a warm hug and you close your eyes to enjoy the moment. You see him smile and you lie on your side while still managing to watch his calm body guiding carefully. You sigh and imagine his face near your chest and his hands caressing your back, and despite the light, you fall asleep.

You feel two strong arms squeezing your body and a hard wall caressing your head; you slowly open your eyes not feeling the comfortable seats of the impala under you. Dean's quiet breathing warms your heart as you realize you are in his arms. You yawn slowly placing your lips on his chest; he stiffens and holds you closer to him. He opens a door and the dim light of the motel room forwards you

<<Are we there?>> moans sleepily

<<Yes>> Dean whispers softly as he leans on one of the two bed            

<<What time is it?>> he sits not far from you and you cling to the sleeves of his jacket

<<I think half past nine, Sam went to get something to eat for breakfast>> you nod and bite your lip knowing it's just you and him <<I'm going to take a shower, or do you want to go first?>> the idea of ​​a hot shower appeals to you, but he has been driving for a long time and deserves it after all

<<You go, I will separate my clothes to remove the dirty ones>> he nods and gets up walking silently towards the bathroom

<<Ah, y/n >> he whispers before opening the door <<You are so sexy in my jacket>> he winks at you and disappears inside the bathroom. You keep your mouth dry as soon as you understand what he just said to you and bite your lip hard to try to drive away the thrill of pleasure that has ignited your every desire. You lie down on the bed and close your eyes, as soon as you feel the water flow, you begin to imagine his marble body as it turns red under the hot jet. His graded hands caressing his chest, you wish they were yours in reality. You would like to caress every inch of his skin, kiss his neck and moan his name over his lips.

You close your eyes and jump with your heart racing as soon as Sam returns to the room, you sit up trying to hide the excitement and shortness of breath

<<Sam>> you whisper without voice and with a cough you get up <<Did you bring breakfast?>> he nods and he hands you a cup of coffee and milk. Your favorite

<<Is Dean in the shower?>> he asks, biting a chocolate-covered donut <<Did you rest for a while?>>

<<Yes, I slept a couple of hours>> he smiles at you but his smile dies as soon as he notices your clothing

<<Is that his jacket?>> you nod softly <<I can’t believe it>> he shakes his head and turns around you with an incredulous look and frowning eyebrows

<<I was cold and he>> Sam bursts out laughing

<<Holy shit>> he claps his hands electrified <<Now everything is clearer>> he whispers in a low voice as if he were talking to himself

<<What are you talking about?>> your heart skips a beat at those words, but he slowly shakes his head

<<Nothing>> he bites his lip in amusement <<  have to go to the laundry, I have some clothes to wash. See you later>> winks at you amused and grabs a dark bag.        He leaves the room leaving you alone, you close your eyes and take a sip of coffee. Dean is still in the bathroom and you wonder what he's doing to take so long, you wouldn't want it to run out of hot water.

You see him leaving the bathroom with only a simple white towel tied around his waist, his sculpted body and his muscles wriggling under the water. A few droplets run down his shoulders, wetting his back and his damp hair moves slowly. You know that under that towel, he is completely naked and you bite your lip looking at his thin waist. Bet your pupils are dilated and eager, the only thing you can think of is his body on top of yours while he grunts above you

<<Sam went to the laundry>> you explain trying in vain not to look at him, he grins and nods slowly while touching his beardless chin

<<So we are alone?>> you nod slowly and widen your eyes as you see him walking safely towards you. You can smell the excellent scent of the bubble bath and get lost in his green irises

<<Dean>> you whisper his name and you don't know if you're begging him or you are just confused

<<Oh, y/n>> he sighs as he licks his rosy lips with his tongue, you get out of breath and with a dry throat <<You don't know what I would do to you>> you swallow loudly while your belly catches fire. Take a firm step towards him leaving him surprised

<<What would you do to me, Dean?>> you ask not looking forward to hearing his voice become low and hoarse. He grins and shakes his head. Reach out a warm hand and grab a flap of the leather jacket, drawing you to him

<<First of all>> he approaches your face stopping at a palm from your lips, you look at them and you would like to kiss them <<I would take off this jacket so I can put your my under your shirt>> you stiffen feeling the excitement born in you and let his safe hands take off your heavy jacket <<I would caress your delicate body and get close to your ear>> he gets so close to hear his breath echoing inside your brain <<I would bite your earlobe and suck it slowly making you moan>> you feel his teeth nibbling the delicate part of your ear and a delicate sound comes from your lips, you hear him smile satisfied and you understand that you would do whatever he asked of you

<<Then what would you do?>> you ask without voice but full of excitement

<<I would start kissing your neck>> his full lips leave a dry trail of kisses along your skin, you tremble at that contact and your belly burns excitedly. His hands cling to your hips and push you towards him. You collide with his erection and stifle a moan of pleasure <<Then I would take off this shirt and kiss your chest, breasts, belly>> you gasp while his hands continue to gently caress you <<I would make you lie down on the bed>> move your face in front of him so that you can look into his eyes <<I would take off your jeans and look at your completely wet panties just with the sound of my voice>> you cling to his arms because you know you could pass out if this continues. He stops and looks at you <<Then what would you like, y/n?>> you lick your lips not knowing if you will be able to speak

<<I would like to feel your fingers on my panties>> you are ashamed, but his gaze gives you the strength to be sincere <<Feel your kisses right there while between a moan and another I call your name>> his pupils dilate and you would like to feel it inside you. You smile and you approach him touching his nose with the tip of yours, he smiles and approaches your face <<I would take off this towel and I would start kissing your neck>> put your lips on his soft skin feeling your whole body go in flames. His hand grips your back and pushes you against his chest. His erection collides on your hips and you would like to feel it pulsing inside your hand <<Chest, belly>> smile and slowly move your hips towards him. He closes his eyes and his breathing becomes heavier. You are about to continue, but his hand ends up in your hair and you freeze. It pulls your tail forcing you to look up

<<I want you, y/n. I want you now>> he has a low and hoarse voice and shortness of breath <<I want to make you mine>> you tremble at those words and excited sighs

<<Make me yours then>> smiles and approaches your lips with an amused grin

<<Good girl>> you moan and pounce on his lips. His expert mouth begins to move slowly against yours, your tongues are savored as they explore the other's mouth <<Fuck>> he moans as I caress your naked hips <<You drive me crazy, y/n>> he lowers grabbing your thighs and tying your legs behind his back. He squeezes your butt and his erection rubs against your belly. You end up with your back to the wall and Dean's body pushes against you <<I want to fuck you so bad. I want you to scream my name>> he looks at you and bites your lip making you roll your eyes

<<Oh, Dean>> he starts kissing your neck and gently biting your skin. He's torturing you <<Take off my shirt, Dean>> you need to feel his naked body on yours. The simple black shirt ends up in a corner of the room and you are left with only the bra. He looks at you and approaches your lips

<<You are so beautiful, y/n>> he leaves a trail of kisses up to the breast, nibbles one and makes you lay in bed. He crawls up on you undoing that simple piece of cloth. He licks his lips and approaches one of the hard nipples. He squeezes it between her teeth and he arches your back to push yourself against him. You grab his hair by pulling it and moan with pleasure

<<Dean>> you moan biting your lip to keep from screaming, your legs feel soft and the excitement grows in you every time he kisses you

<<Shut up>> he grunts and pushes his erection against you making you moan <<I said, shut the fuck up. Do you understand me?>> you nod softly <<Answer>> he grunts

<<Yes>> he grins and starts kissing your belly

<<Good girl>> you moan hearing yourself called that and you feel his smile against your skin <<I'm in charge here, understand?>>

<<Yes>> you're out of breath because you've never heard anything more exciting. He goes back to your lips and look at them longing for them, he looks you in the eye and gently caress your face

<<You are mine, y/n>> you moan and kiss his mouth. He break the kiss and undo your jeans. He moves slowly pulling them off, caressing your thighs <<Open your legs>> you do as he says and feel his mouth kissing the inside of your thigh

<<Dean>> you moan as his nose brushes your panties <<Shit, it's so beautiful>> you bite your lip and your hands end up in his still wet hair again. He leaves you a kiss from above your underwear and you arches your back to be able to feel that electric shock

<<You're so wet>> he does it again and a loud moan fills the room. Your panties hit the floor and you feel your cheeks go up in flames. You're completely naked in front of Dean. You close your legs a little in shame and he climbs towards you <<Don't be ashamed, baby. You're perfect>> he smiles at you and he caresses your warm cheek <<I've never seen such a beautiful girl. Trust me, y/n>> you nod and he comes back between your legs. He kisses you and a cry of pleasure spreads in the room, you pull his hair hard, making him moan loudly. You gasp as soon as you feel a finger inside you

<<Shit, Dean>> he grins and looks at you raising his eager eyes. He kisses your clit while his expert fingers go in and out with repetitive motions. You feel you are about to come and you cling to the sheets. You freeze as soon as he stops

<<Don't try to come without my consent, do you understand?>> he grunts on your face and you are breathless from all that beauty <<You are mine, I decide when you can come>> you nod

<<Yes>> he stays in that position and while looking at you, he starts touching you with gentle, slow movements. You close your eyes and close your dry lips, he bends down to kiss you and you feel your arousal on his mouth. He walks away a little and you hear him smiling near your ear. You open your eyes and look at the two fingers near your face

<<Suck, y/n>> you look at him and take his fingers in your mouth savoring yourself, you nibble them making him roll his eyes with pleasure and moan excitedly <<You're so good>> he kisses your neck and with a quick movement you start astride him. You look at hi, and smile. He approaches your lips kissing them softly and then you move to the neck, suck his lobe and lick the part under his ear <<Oh fuck, y/n >> he grunts and you move your hips over his erection to be able to feel that beautiful moan. You kiss his chest and lick his hard nipples

<<Mhm, Dean>> you whisper as you nibble the skin of the belly. You look at the towel and unfasten it without stopping to look him in the eyes. He gets up a little leaning on his elbows so he can look at you. You are amazed as soon as his erect cock pokes out from under the towel. Oh how you want to feel it in your throat

<<I know what you want to do, baby>> he whispers softly placing two fingers under your chin and making you look up <<Suck>> he orders and smiling you take it in your hands. It's hard and when you stroke the end with your thumb, Dean closes his eyes and bites his lip <<Fuck>> he grunts and you do it again. You feel it pumping under your palm and you move so you can kiss it

<<Can you tell me what to do?>> I ask with fake innocence as I look at him from below. His gaze hardened and he grins in exasperation

<<Take it in your mouth, or I'll fuck you until you can no longer walk>> you smile satisfied and kiss the end licking it with innocence. You leave a trail of kisses along the entire length and, finally, you take it in your mouth. You pass your tongue all over the pumping part and gently suck the tip before pushing it down your throat <<Oh, y/n>> he moans grabbing you by the hair and accompanying your movements <<You're so fucking good>> he arches his back and pushes deeper, you like to feel it there in your throat and you moan feeling the excitement move every single organ of yours <<Oh my god, please, baby. Keep it up>> you look at him while you keep moving your mouth on him and moans as soon as an overbearing sound comes out of his throat and shakes your chest <<Y/n, stop>> he prays moving <<I don't want to cum in your mouth>> he grunts, drawing you to him and kissing you passionately

<<Dean>> you moan on his lips <<Do it, please>> you whimper <<I can't resist anymore>> he smiles and you straddle him

<<You are a good girl>> he kisses your chin as he enters you gently. Stay still for a few seconds so that you get used to that feeling and as soon as it becomes pleasant, he starts moving by pushing his hips against you. You feel his cock inside you as he moves confidently

<<Oh, Dean>> you cling to his shoulders as his pushes become stronger and faster <<In this way, yes, keep it so good>> you kiss his shoulder and scratch his back try not to scream

<<Oh, y/n. You are so beautiful>> he whispers as he grabs your hips tightly and kisses your chest <<Don't come, baby>> he moans feeling you're about to reach the limit <<I didn't give you permission>> he grunts in your ear and his pushes become harder

<<God, I can't resist anymore>> he grunts and you bite your lips <<I'm about to cum>> you kiss his half-open mouth and move your hips to feel his cock deeper

<<I'm about to come, y/n >> he warns you moaning in your mouth <<Come for me, baby>> he whispers as his pushes come to an end << Come for me>> your moans become faster and closer until your legs stiffen and start shaking <<This way, good girl>> his last push makes you explode and scream his name

<<Dean>> you moan loudly as he orgasms your name

<<Y/n>> you collapse exhausted on his chest and he gently comes out of you with breathlessness. He stretches out and cover you with a sheet. You remain lying on him without being able to move and with shortness of breath <<You were very good>> he leaves you a kiss in your sweaty hair and close your eyes <<Go on, sleep, baby. When you wake up, I will be here>> you kiss his chest exhausted and collapse in his arms.

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[bitchjerk78]

“GOOD GIRL”

Summary: you and Dean stay in the motel alone for a while.

Word Count: 2000.

Warnings: smut, fingering, sex, dirty talk, blood.

Pairing: Dean x Reader.

As always, it’s a rainy day and as usual you are looking at the blade of your favorite knife remembering how many people you have saved and how many you have killed. You bring your finger towards the blade and gently touch it, squeeze your eyes as a shiver runs down your hand. You look at the blood flowing down your finger with a bothered face, obviously, the cut is not very deep but the red liquid doesn’t seem to wanna stop

"Great" you whisper as you bring your finger closer to the water to clean it

"Y/n, what's wrong?" his voice, his low deep voice causes a long shiver down your spine and you start biting your lip feeling his body getting closer and closer to yours

"Nothing, don't worry. I just cut myself" since you met him you can no longer get his green eyes and delicate lips out of your mind. You've always wondered what it would be like to kiss him, but you're too cowardly to find out. It is almost ironic to think that you can kill demons but are afraid to kiss him.

“Let me see" his big hand touches yours and you can bet you are blushing "It's nothing serious, I'm going to get you something to put on to stop the blood" you nod, because words don't want to come out of your throat, the only thing you want to hear now is your name whispered from his lips while he bites and kisses every inch of your body. As soon as you are alone, you sigh noisily trying to order your thoughts but every time you close your eyes his body appears as clear in your mind as the first time you saw him with only a towel around his waist. You almost feel embarrassed to remember all the thoughts you had that night while remembering what you saw, and maybe you feel guilty remembering how you touched imagining it above you "Here you go," he says covering your finger with a patch

"Thank you, Dean" you say his name gently and your eyes are lost in his. You open your lips a little while you caress them with your tongue

"You're welcome, y/n" you breathe softly as you hear your name come out of his mouth

"Dean" you whisper taking a step towards him. Your bodies are so close that you can feel his breath near your face

"What, y/n" he also takes a step towards you giving you a thrill that ends right there. You look at his eyes hoping to see them looking at your naked body, you look at his lips imagining them between your legs, you look at his hands wanting to feel them on your body, but then the fear grows in you and you shake your head slowly

"Nothing, thanks again" you sigh and turn back

You almost scream feeling his big hand around your wrist, you close your eyes and your heart starts beating so fast you fear it might run away. You open your eyes slowly feeling two strong arms squeeze you, his face is a few centimeters from yours and now your brain has lost its reason, all you can think about is how much you want him right now

"Tell me what you want, y/n" you open your lips trying to find the courage to say it "Tell me what you want me to do, baby" he smiles and he puts his hand on your warm cheek "I know what you think while you look at me" he grins "And do you know why I know?" you shake your head "Because I think the same things too, y/n" you get horny hearing your name and his voice whispering everything you ever wanted to hear

"Dean" you have a thin voice, a quick breath and a beating heart. He watches you carefully while he waits to hear what you want "Make me yours" he laughs and kisses you, you are surprised but you kiss him. His lips move slowly and his hands caress your back, you feel his tongue rush into yours to make the kiss deeper, hotter. You are surprised as soon as you no longer feel the floor under your feet but the cold kitchen counter under your butt. You bite his lip and a grunt echoes through the room

"Good girl" a loud moan comes out of your lips and you kiss him

"Dean" you call his name loud as he starts kissing your neck

"I want to hear you scream my name" he stops to look into your eyes "And I know you will" one hand ends between your thighs and the other holds your waist tightly. Both of your shirts end up on the floor but you don't care because you're too focused on looking at his nearly naked body. You touch his shoulders and run your hands along his back; he brings his waist close to your leg and inhale as you feel his erection against your thigh "This is what you do to me, y/n" you put your head back when he kisses your breasts

"Dean" you stop him taking his face in your hands "Kiss me, there" he kisses you passionately on the lips before taking you by the thighs and crossing your legs behind his back, he lifts you from the kitchen to be able to lie down between the sheets . He looks at you without ever taking his eyes off yours and takes off your pants making them fall to the ground. He opens your legs to be able to look at your panties; Dean bites his lip while keeping his eyes on your almost naked body

"You're so wet" brings your left hand to your legs and kisses the inner thigh. You grab the sheets as soon as his soft lips kiss your burning skin. A moan fills the room when two of his fingers start touching you from above your underwear "God, you're so beautiful"

"Dean" you moan trying in every way not to scream. He kisses you from above your panties and a thrill of pleasure shakes your body then takes your underwear between his teeth and he suddenly looks up to look at you "Take them off" he nod and your panties end up on the ground. You close your eyes waiting impatient to feel it between your legs "Oh my god" you moan as his mouth starts to move, your hand ends up in his hair and you pull it to keep from screaming. He moans loudly at your touch

"You're such a good girl" you arch your back as soon as you feel his finger inside you "I want to make you mine, only mine, y/n" you open your eyes and smile seeing his fingers near your mouth "Suck" he orders you, you open your lips and start licking his fingers "You taste great" he bends down to kiss you and his erection collides with your belly and he keeps touching you there while kissing your chest "Shall we take it off?" he grins looking at your bra and at your breasts almost out. You approach his lips grinning

"Only if you take off your pants" he laughs and shakes his head

"You are incredible" he is about to take off his belt but you get up and stop him 

"I want to do it" his eyes becomes sweet and he nods slowly

"I'm all yours, baby" you smile and take off his jeans, take his belt in your hands and slide it against his chest

"Y/n" looks at you confused

"Dean" you bite your lip "Tie me” he removes the belt from your hands and ties it around your wrists

You can see his erection and all you want is to feel it inside you. He finally takes off your bra too and kisses your breasts gently.

Dean moans when he starts touching himself. Obviously, it's just as you imagined it. You look at him, naked, sweaty, out of breath, and with his big cock in his hands. He places above you, breathing slowly "Are you ready?" you nod and moan loudly as soon as you feel it inside you

"Shit" you moan when he starts to move

"Oh my god, you're so tight." he puts his arms beside your head and reaches down to kiss you. Dean moans in your mouth and your breaths get louder and faster "I want to hear you scream, little girl"

"Dean" you catch your breath "it's so beautiful"

"I know honey" you feel the pushes getting faster and stronger. He stops for a moment and quickly changes position, you look at him from above and you touch his chest. His fingers grip the sides of your thighs and you both catch your breath

"Ride me" you start to move and realize how hot it’s to hear him moan under you, now you are in charge and there is nothing more beautiful than seeing him in this state, trying to catch his breath and whisper your name " Oh y/n" he touches your back and raises your waist to get inside you better "Y/n I'm coming" you reach down to get to his ear

"Come inside me" you whisper

"God, you're such a good girl" you both start moaning loudly and his pushes get faster and more pleasant "Oh I'm coming, baby"

"Dean, I'm coming" now you are both out of breath and your chest is about to burst

"Y/n" he screams

"Dean" you moaned aloud together. You close your eyes to catch your breath and realize that the belt is no longer around your wrists

"Come here" Dean opens his arms to hug you and covers you with the sheets. He hugs you and kisses your lips with kindness; you look at each other and smile

"You should cut yourself more often" you shake your head and place it on his chest so you can feel his heart beating fast.

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