Request: Can you do one where the reader doesn’t want to have sex with Dean in the Impala because he’s already had sex in there with other girls and she doesn’t consider it very special. Maybe he could convince her otherwise? *Coughs* Add smut? *Cough* ;)
Could you do a song fic based on riptide with Dean and he and the reader are driving down to the beach in the inpala or something? Thanks!
“You don’t really want to have this conversation with me,” you said.
“I really do. That’s why I asked.” You sighed and looked at him, hitching the sheet up around yourself as you sat up and faced him in his bed.
“It’s gross,” you said simply.
“What? I keep Baby clean, what are you talking about?”
“That’s not what I mean.”
“Then what do you mean? Do you know how many stray dogs Sam’s tried to bring home in the backseat and I didn’t let him? It’s pristine back there. And comfortable,” he leaned forward as he spoke, kissing your bare back.
“Dean, Sam may not have had any bitches in the backseat, but you have,” you said, laying it out for him. He pulled back and looked at you, amusement clear in his green eyes.
