#dean x reader smut

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count:856

Warnings: super smutty, so get ya sex toys and cold showers ready, folks. This is gonna be a long ride (pun intended)

Summary: basically no plot but I will write a part 2 if enough people like this one

A/N: This is my first time writing a Supernatural fic, please be kind and give me some feedback. Inspired by thispost@supernatural-teamfreewillpage@waywardbaby here you go, hoes

I groan, looking under the blanket to see her (Y/E/C) irises looking up at me as she sucks me off. She starts licking the tip, and I can already tell that I won’t last long. She rubs my balls as she hollows out her cheeks, starting to suck slower. I pull her up and she straddles me, sliding my cock inside her hot, wet pussy.

“Oh, Dean,” she groans, and I start thrusting into her hard and fast, “Dean, I love you,” she says, leaning down to nibble on my ear.

I feel her clench around me as I spill inside her, and then she disappears.

I’m back in my motel room bed, sitting up with a start. The bed is empty, which means Sam is in the bathroom. I look down and notice that my cock is uncomfortably hard, and I start rubbing myself so I can resolve the situation before he gets out. Sam comes out of the bathroom on the phone, looking straight past me. He turns to the wall, obviously talking to Jody about a new case or something. I keep stroking myself, trying to keep my breath calm and collected as I attempt to get myself off. Sam turns to me, making a “shut up” motion as he talks to Jody.

“Dude I don’t know if you’re having a panic attack or something, but cut it out. There’s a ghoul case in Vermont we need to take care of. Just shut up and go wake up (Y/N),” he says, turning back away from me.

After a few more strokes, I realize that I won’t be able to do this myself. Compared to my dream, this is nothing. She is the only way I can get off. I need her.

I put on some clothes, telling Sam that I’m going to get breakfast and I’ll be back in a bit. Realistically, though, I decide to sneak over to the room next door. I knock and enter, hearing that (Y/N) is also in the shower, so I sit and wait on her bed. She drunkenly confessed once that she’d always wanted to be with me, so hopefully that hasn’t changed. I hear the shower turn off and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself. My cock is still at attention in my boxers, and the thought of seeing her in just a towel isn’t doing me any favors.

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Reader’s POV

I come out of the bathroom and jump when I notice Dean sitting on my bed. “Uhhhhh can I help you?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at him.

He smirks, standing in front of you. You’re barely over 5’, so of course the elder Winchester towers over you.

“Well, sweetheart, a while back when we got drunk after that brutal werewolf case in Texas, and you decided to ride the mechanical bull, you told me a secret,” he says, brushing the hair out of your face, “you were so absolutely hammered that you told me you’d always wanted me.”

Your eyes go wide and youmumble, “fuck,” under your breath.

He lifts your chin up so your eyes meet his green ones, and he flashes you his confident smirk, “louder and with my name, sweetheart.” he steps forward, nibbling your neck.

You moan louder, “fuck, Dean,” he smirks, pushing you back on the bed.

He quickly slips off his flannel, and you bite your lip when you see his perfect chest. You’d seen him shirtless before, but never in this capacity. He leans over you, kissing you roughly, “you know, sweetheart, I had a dream about you.”

You moan, running your fingers down his back, “oh yeah? What happened?” you suck on his earlobe gently.

“Well, I woke up and tried to get myself off, but Sam was in the room and it was awkward so I came over for some assistance.”

He kisses you again, taking the towel off you and tossing it on the floor. You reach down and hurriedly remove his shorts and boxers, deepening the kiss. He reaches between your bodies and rubs your clit a few times, and you moan against his lips. He lines his tip up with your entrance before sliding his huge length into you, letting out a primal groan.

“Shit, sweetheart. If I had known you’d feel this good, I would’ve done this a long time ago.”

“Shut up and fuck me, Winchester.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he says with a smirk as he starts pounding into you.

It’s been much too long since you’ve gotten properly laid, and you’re in absolute bliss as Dean slams his hips against yours. With every thrust he hits your g-spot, and it’s not long before you’re coming undone. He finishes inside you at the same time, spilling into you as he kisses you passionately.

“So, am I better than any of your bar hookups?”

“Baby, you’re better than all of them combined.”

You raise your eyebrow, “so I’ve been upgraded to baby? I thought that was reserved for the Impala.”

“I love my car, but I’m not *in* love with my car. There’s a difference.”

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