#whatever this doesnt affect me at all haha. eye starts twitching

[thewondersofsmut]

Baby and a Demon

Request:  I don’t know if like doing Demon Dean but I have had this idea in my head for a while and been to lazy to write it so I’ll make you do it haha :P Okay so the request is a story where the reader (who has been in a relationship with Dean for a while) has sex with Dean while he is a Demon and gets pregnant on to give birth after he becomes human again and doesn’t remember anything. Cas can heal her so she doesnt die and they have a cute little half Demon Dean baby. If you don’t like the idea it’s fine just something I thought of after the whole of season 12-13

Pairings: Demon!Dean x Reader

Warnings: unsafe smut, swearing

Word Count: 3133

I can’t believe I wrote it this long! I hope you like it @writingkeepsmewhole :)< 

You sighed, preparing yourself to witness the mess your usually loving boyfriend has become after becoming a demon. You entered the bar and it was normal except you can see a drunk demon Dean, singing his ass off in karaoke. You rolled your eyes. "Is this all you do, honestly?" You asked as you reached his spot. He stopped his tracks and turned at the sound of your voice. To him, it didn't matter if he was a demon, you are special. "Took you long to look for me, sweetheart." He has a loopy smile as the liquor intoxicated him. "I would've seen a different sight if I went earlier, I assume?" You asked, pertaining about his 'playboy-ness'. "Oh, my love, I don't have time for these bimbos when I know I have a v–very wonderful g–girlfriend that I would like to suck faces with." He said. You cringed a little.

"How 'bout lets get you sober from liquor and from being a demon, huh?" You asked, raising both eyebrows. "No can do, (y/n/n). I have a very important j–job!" He protested. "But what would be nice is if you come with and take care of me." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. "No." You sighed and turned to leave but the next thing you know, you were in a motel room. You knitted your eyebrows, confused. You saw Dean, with his glorious black eyes, flashing you a smile. "Don't leave, I promise I'll behave." His voice was taunting yet captivating. "Dean, I ain't dealing with this shit right now." You scoffed. "But, baby, I'm still your boyfriend." He said, walking up to you, caressing your arm. "Honestly, right now, you're pretty much a demon." You said. He lightly growled and flashed his black eyes at you.

You didn't falter, keeping your head up and fear down. "Alright. Well you're not leaving my side, I don't care if you protest." He said and he was gone. You looked around you and huffed, pretty sure you had no way out of this room, he could've done something. Hours turned into days and you have witnessed how gruesome your Dean could be and yet he comes back to his motel room, smirking at you, respecting that you didn't want to converse with him. No matter how ruthless he was, he was still loving towards you, which strengthens the claim that you knew you and Sam could save him, bring him back as a human. You had a breaking point though and that happened when you had one too many drinks. You swirled the little stirrer in your drink and watched as Dean played darts with some demons. You rolled your eyes and stood up, wanting to go back in your room.

The world stirred in front of you and you were gunna fall straight to the floor if Dean didn't turn to look at you and rushed to catch you. Dean carried you, dropping whatever he was doing to care for you, even as a demon. You looked pale, and definitely had twice the amount of alcohol you should be drinking. He laid you on your side of the bed, and placed a damp towel on your forehead. He clenched his jaw and went on to his demon duties, definitely not wanting to leave you. You groaned as the streak of sunlight hit your face and tried to open your eyes but it hurt too much. You felt heat radiate from something or rather someone beside you and at this point you didn't care, you needed the comfort. Dean watched as you basically cocooned yourself against him and the blanket and he felt a slight tug in his heart. You wanted him, so bad, but you wanted to be strong to get him back to normal but right now, you just wanted him, you didn't care. You left your walls falling at his feet. You reached up, as much as you could without giving yourself a headache and your lips searched his.

Dean was surprised with that action that even as a smug, ruthless demon was scared. But he loved you, you accepted him for who he was or what he has done and the fact that he changed, you were the one who was constant in his heart and in his mind. He caressed your cheek softly as he pulled you in to deepen the kiss, you can feel chills run along your body and your heart aching for his affection. He wrapped his arm around your waist, your body flushed against his. His tongue glided against yours as you let him take lead, to let him dominate you. Your jaw started to clench as the emotion made your heart flutter, your body reacting along with it. It wasn't just a kiss, it didn't feel like a simple deep kiss, you can feel everything and much more, you feel intimately connected to Dean.

His hands traveled to your ass as he squeezed them, making you gasp against his mouth, which he took as an opportunity to deepen the kiss, if it were even possible at this point. You rubbed your legs together as you felt the growing need in between them. He lightly dragged his nails across the expanse of your arched back, groaning as you moaned, taking it as a good sign to do more. You couldn't feel anything but him, his growing hardness in between you and the intense kiss. As his lips parted ways with yours, it only fell to your exposed neck, at this point he wanted everyone to know your his and only his. Kissing, nipping, and sucking that one spot that makes you bite your lip, eyes closed, hands gripping whatever they can. He pushed you towards the bed, laying you on your back, his hand immediately reaching to part your legs, feeling the heat he had caused and he knew it too well.

Your clothes were off in a matter of seconds and that original feeling of intimacy and ache on your heart remained with you as the situation escalates. He rubbed your clit and slid his fingers through the wet folds of your core, your hips bucking up to his touch. His mouth descended to your breasts, sucking each, nipping at the inner flesh, wanting to leave more territorial marks. He growled at the sight of you, his cock twitching to be inside you and more importantly, his heart aching as he panned his view of all of you, only his to enjoy, to cherish, and to worship. He stripped off the clothing he was confined in, climbing on top of yours, putting enough weight on you to let you know he was there. He lifted your legs up to his shoulder, caressing your legs with his fingertips, eliciting sweet moans from you. He slowly slid his throbbing cock inside of your slick pussy, accepting his entirety. A long content sigh escaped your parted lips and he attached his to yours once again.

One by one, he pinned your arms beside your face and watched as you fought to touch him, to feel his body, his muscles moving along with your movements. He thrusted slow and steady, letting you feel all of him from beginning to end, stretching your walls to accommodate his size. Slow and steady pace, his husky voice against your ear was more than enough to bring you to the edge but you were further than that. With each thrust, your heart ached with love, the corners of your eyes lines with hot tears. You opened your eyes to meet Dean's green orbs and it was as if he stared into your soul, letting you know how much love was there with the actions he's showing you. As tears slowly slid the sides of your eyes, he let go of your hands and wiped them gently. Your arms flew to his shoulder, one hand combing through his short hair. Thrust after thrust and you both were near the edge and with one simple three letter words against your lips, you came hard and hot around his now pulsing cock as he gave his own release. He slowly pulled away, his lips never leaving yours, but only giving you such intense kiss to let you slowly climb down your high.

"I still love you." You could faintly hear his voice. It ached you to see him like this and yet you couldn't even be more selfish for being okay with the fact that he wasn't really your Dean but was just happy to hear and see how much he loves you no matter what. But it didn't take long for Sam and Cas to get you and Crowley to give up on Dean's ruthlessness. You were finally back in the bunker, safe and sound, but hurt. Hurt as you heard Dean scream in agony, hurt as he refused to be back to normal even for you. But combined efforts weren't disregarded. As Cas used his power on Dean as he almost went on rampage, the last dose of human blood was injected on him. You stared in horror but slowly the black in his eyes drained and the green orbs you missed shone brighter than ever before.

You cared for him as he laid unconscious in your bed, caressing his stubble that you love. You heard a slight groan and you prepared yourself. His eyes slowly opened to see your face, a true smile. "(Y/n)?" He murmured. "I'm right here, everything is fine." You whispered. You leaned in to kiss him. He reciprocated and you sighed into the kiss, relieved that he was finally back, your Dean. "How are you feeling?" You asked. "I think I'm feeling okay." "I missed you." You whispered. "We were together for most of that journey." You cracked a small smile. "It wasn't the same." You replied. "But you never changed one bit towards me and that gave me hope." You said and he smiled leaning up to you. You pecked his lips and the feeling of normality flushed through your body.

2 months later

It was an easy hunt and yet you didn't know why you were so tired, yes, you have literally stayed up for the past couple of days researching but you felt extremely tired. Once back in the motel, you fell asleep, not even bothering to take off your dirty clothes and Dean watched you lovingly, letting you rest. Morning came and Dean woke up first, to his surprise. You usually woke up first and maybe have gotten breakfast by then. He got up, kissed your head and went to grab some food. A few minutes passed by and you groggily woke up, like you had been drinking the night before. You sat up to look for Dean but your body tried to look for the bathroom. You felt nauseous as you ran to the toilet, practically spilling your guts out as you threw up. You were huffing and coughing and Dean, who was just back from the diner, panicked as he didn't see you in bed. He rushed to the bathroom, seeing you sunken to the floor, head above the toilet. "Babe, you okay?" He asked. You looked behind you and gave a weak smile to Dean. "Yea–" You were cut off by wanting to throw up once again.

Dean held your hair back and supported you. "No, no, you're not okay." He murmured. Once you felt a little better, Dean helped you clean up and the first thing he did was get Sam and Cas in with you two. You were starving at this point and your eyes darted to the plate of food on the table. You grabbed the pancakes and bacon and munched on it, savoring how good it tasted. Dean watched you intently, knowing the possibility as to why you were acting that way. Cas arrived just as Sam entered your room. You looked up from your food and met eyes with Cas. "(Y/n)," He paused to look at you, almost studying you. Dean's nerves rose. "What's up?" Sam asked. "You're pregnant." Cas stated and Dean and Sam gasped while you just froze. "I'm what?" You asked again. "You're pregnant and the baby you're carrying, feels different." He started. Dean held your hand and gave a squeeze as you looked up at him. Cas knelt in front of you. "Mind if I touch your stomach?" He asked and you nodded.

Cas' eyes glowed blue as his hands lay flat on your tummy. "The baby is not full human." He whispered. "I don't understand, what do you mean." You asked, worried. It then dawned on you. "Dean, I think I know why..." You trailed. "What is it, (y/n)?" He asked. "When you were a demon... I never had my pills with me and that one time we, uh, did it..." you didn't even have to finish your statement. Dean hugged you to his chest. "So, Cas, what you're saying is that (y/n) is carrying a half demon baby when Dean was still a demon?" Sam asked. "Possibly so, I don't know how's that possible but it seems like (y/n) is gunna be growing fast." Cas said. "I think it's best if you just stay in the bunker for now." Dean said. "But–" "No buts, babe. I can't– we can't risk your life and our baby's life." He said. There was no room for arguments. "I will make sure you are well, the baby can drain you of your life." Cas said and you nodded. "We better get going then." Sam said and Dean helped you get ready to go back home.

It wasn't easy, you didn't expect it to be. 3 months in and you couldn't fit in any of your clothes, your tummy was growing the slightest every single day. Pain was evident in your eyes and in your cries and Dean grew guilty. "I'm sorry, this is all my fault." He whispered as he caressed your cheek. Tears slowly poured down the side of your face, not from him but the pain you were feeling in your lower abdomen. You lightly chuckled. "It's our baby, it just so happens, that he or she is special." You whispered. He smiled, carefully leaning towards you to peck your lips. "I love you and I will love our baby no matter what." You added. "I love you too. You too little one." He whispered as he placed a hand and looked at your growing belly.

After a week, you looked like you were about to pop and the slight tug of pain was the indication. You ignored it, you felt much worse but as the clock ticked, the pain grew and grew and suddenly, without even feeling a thing, your bed got soaked. Dean woke up from your sudden movements. He shook you awake and that's when you noticed that your water has broken. He was quick on his feet, yelling for Sam to wake up and get the car ready. Dean was praying for Cas, not like he has ever prayed for him before. He popped in as Dean was carrying you to the Impala. You were sweating, from fear, from contractions, from giving birth. Minutes passed, Sam, driving as fast as he could without endangering your lives, you were slowly getting drained. You looked weak, your face thinning. Cas placed his hand on your head, fighting the power of your child.

Everything was a blur when you arrived at the hospital, the screams of Dean to hurry up was overpowered by the look of worry and his hand tight on yours. You were screaming in pain as you delivered your baby. Your heart was slow but Dean knew Cas would save you, heal you from all these. Not an hour in and the doctor has announced the birth of yours and Dean's healthy baby boy. You heard his cries and you sighed in relief, the pain of it all disappearing in a second as you held him in your arms, Dean right by your side all along. Once you were transported to your room, Cas visited you with a soft smile. He placed his fingers on your forehead and you felt a course of energy flow through you, healing you to perfect condition. Dean thanked him that you were fine and your baby's fine.

With Cas' help, you were out of the hospital in no time. A couple of weeks ago, Dean had convinced you that you two decorate the room right beside yours. You both thought to decorate it in reds, a tiny pop of black and whites, and earthy colors. There was a bookshelf, a guitar, and a small version of the impala. You rocked in the chair as you cradled your child, watching Dean finished last few decorations. "He's so beautiful, Dean." You cooed at your child. "Of course, we made him." He smirked towards your direction, making you snicker. "Hi, little Bobby." You tickled him and he giggled loud and for the first time, you saw his eyes glow a soft black. You gasped.

"What's wrong?" Dean hurried towards your side. "His eyes they– they were black." Your voice came out a little strangle. Bobby looked towards his dad, smiling happily. "Hi little one." He cooed grabbing him from your arms. He giggled and once again, flashed his black eyes. Dean swallowed a lump of his throat. "He will be wanted." You said. Dean looked at you and agreed. "But we're his parents and I know for a fact that we will fight no matter what or who to protect him." He replied. You both heard a soft knock and Sam, along with Cas, were at the door way. "How can we protect him?" You asked Cas. "I can sense how strong he is, how he knows who to trust." He replied. When I healed you the first time, I felt him push me out but with time, he grew to trust me and knew I was helping you." Cas replied.

"If he knows who to trust, I think he can do so much more than we all can." He said. "He's a baby, Cas. I don't think he can physically protect himself." Sam said. "And that's where we come in, but we can't ward him. He is part demon, a knight of hell, since you were turned into one, Dean." Cas said. You caressed Bobby's cheek as he giggled in Dean's arms. "No matter what, little one, mommy, daddy, and uncle Sam and uncle Cas would be here to protect you and love you." You cooed. The three men nodded in agreement, watching him. Bobby gave a big laugh and smile, his eyes softly glowing black.

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