A/N : It has even quite a while since I managed to put two words together. This story you’re gonna read here is the first of two parts which to be honest could have been I complete one shot but I split it in half so I could keep myself motivated to write. Writing has always been an outlet for me and I feel so bad that I’ve been in a slump recently. This part will also count as my first square in @supernatural-jackles “Tell me a story 2022” bingo. It’s my quote J square and you will see said quote highlighted. Anyhoo, without further ado, here’s the first part of my story.
Pairing : Demon!dean ( it’s been a while ) x reader. There’s also quick mentions of Reader’s best friend Jo.
Summary : A girl and a demon and their wonderful encounter.
Warnings : Mentioning of drinking and being drunk but mostly smut. We have oral ( female receiving ), fingering, sex in a semi-public place, promise of more smut to come ( pardon the pun ) and a cliffhanger.
Words : 2825 which were @winchest09 who was also kind enough to suggest a few things on how to make this whole thing possible.
Your bare feet are hardly audible as you move from the kitchen to the living room, carrying a bowl of popcorn and a half full bottle of your favorite red. You carefully set them on the coffee table in front of the plush sofa and head back to grab the biggest wine glass you could find in your cupboard. Plopping yourself on the sofa you reach for the remote with one hand while you fill your glass with the alcohol. Pressing the buttons on the control, the letter ‘N’ appears on the screen, an indication that your date with Netflix is about to begin.
Scrolling through the possible choices, you settle for a film that you have seen plenty of times, but it’s the one you always resort to especially if you don’t have to pay too much attention. You settle back in your seat, your bare legs crossed at the ankles on the table and your worn too-big-for-you T-shirt barely covering your flowery cotton panties. The lights in your living room are dimmed to the minimum, a small lamp on the kitchen island and the flickering of the TV being the only sources of Illumination.
The opening credits start rolling and the familiar music of the movie fills the room as the first sip of your wine slowly slides down your throat. Humming appreciatively, you close your eyes and you realize just how much you need this night of peace and relaxation after what you had experienced the previous evening. A small friendly gathering, a usual girls’ night out at the local bar that had proven to be much more pleasurable than you would have thought possible.
