What the hell is that?
Summary: Dean is not amused.
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader
Warnings: a little angst, language, Dean going full alpha, Dean is jealous, a/b/o
“OH. YEAH!” you round the bed, humming while inspecting the alpha on your bed. Or rather the fake one you made out of an old pair of jeans, a few pillows, a flannel you stole from Dean, a wig, and, if you really need it, a fake knot for your pleasure. “That’s perfect. You’ll do it when Alpha isn't around.”
You grin as the doll you made almost looks as cocky as your alpha. Minus the green eyes. But at least the doll has his bowed legs. It was hard work making the legs, though.
He smells like your alpha too. You made sure of it. Hours of rubbing the clothes and the knot on Dean while he was asleep paid out in the end. He would be mad if he knew you rubbed the fake knot on his cock to get the original scent.
“You’re a sexy one, Mr. fake Winchester,” you giggle as it seems the doll smirks at you.
“What the hell is that?” Dean grunts as he enters your shared room. He blinks a few times as he finds another alpha on your shared bed. “Omega, do you have an explanation for this?”
Dean points at fake Dean on the bed. His nostrils flare. His chest heaves and his scent got stronger too.
“Uh-that’s my weekend alpha,” you shrug. “I will need him as you refuse to take me with you when you go on hunts. He must do your job when you’re not around. He’s handsome. Don’t you think?”
“His pants are open,” he grunts. “And there is a fake knot peeking out of his pants. I don’t like that thing one bit. You’ll not put that knot inside your cunt. It’s mine. Only mine.”
“He will keep me company when you are away, alpha.”
“I don’t like this…” Dean eyes his concurrent warily. “Why the fake knot? You’ll get mine as often as you want."
“What if I’m in need of,” you smirk at Dean, “a big knot and you are not around?”
“Well then, you have to wait for your alpha to come home. No other knot inside this pussy,” he puffs his chest. “That piece of silicone will never satisfy my omega. It’s not concurrence for me.”
“Aw, but I put so much effort into making him, Dean,” you place your hand on Dean’s shoulder. “Have a look. He even has your cocky smirk and smells like you.”
“That is enough,” Dean gets his knife out and walks toward the bed. With a flick of his wrist he stabs the doll right in its face. “Die, bastard. You’ll not touch my omega.”
“DEAN! NO! You can’t kill Dean 2.0,” you whine. “Now you have ruined his hair. That’s not nice of you.”
You put your hands on your hips. “You’ll pay for this, Dean.”
Dean shrugs. He proudly looks down at the doll. “I won’t let my omega cuddle that ugly thing. She only can cuddle with me.”
Dean grabs the doll and flings it across the room. The poor doll hits the wall and falls to the ground. Defeated and useless.
“What the fuck?" Sam grunts as the fake knot hits him in the face. "You've got to be kidding me! A fake knot!”
“Sorry Sammy,” you giggle as Dean storms toward his brother to shove Sam out of the room. He slams the door shut, grunting before turning his attention back to you.
“Dean…” you purr low in your throat as he approaches you. “Alpha…”
“That’s right,” he roughly shrugs his flannel down his shoulders. “You will remember I’m your alpha after I’m done with you…”
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Oh no.
Tumblr live has reached Europe. Gods damn it.
Why do they all look like soft porn livestreams? Is it not enough that I've had to spend the last week sniping bots on the daily again?
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