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My Cam Girl

Description: Dean misses Y/N. But a quick skype call makes him want more.

Pairing: Dean WInchster x Female!Reader

Word Count: 783

Warnings: Language, Smut, Skype sexting, Camgirl (video masturbation).

Beta: @wonder-cole

A/N: This was written for @deanwanddamons 1K challenge. My Prompt was "Every time I think of you I touch myself." I am so sorry this is super at! it took me a bit to get it going and done.

A/N2: This is also a sequel to Make Her Mine

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Another hunt, another city, and here he was missing Y/N. The last time they were together was three weeks ago and damn it, if his cock wasn’t aching to be in her warm cunt again. But here he was on a damn ghoul hunt with Sam. And she was off halfway across the country on some wolf hunt with her best friend. Fuck if he didn’t want to turn the car around and head her way.

“You okay there, Dean?” Sam’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Fine,” Dean coughed as he adjusted himself in his seat.

“You’re thinking about Y/N,” Sam pointed out. “You miss her.”

“I-- I do not!” Dean scoffed. “I mean, yeah, I miss her, but you know we’re professionals. She has a hunt, and I have a hunt and--”

“And you’ve been adjusting your pants for the past--” Sam paused to check his watch, “thirty minutes.”

“Have not!” Dean argued. “Shut up, Sam,” Dean pulled up to the nearest motel room.

Setting up in the motel room was not too bad, but Dean had to relieve the pressure he felt. It has been days since he fucked her and his cock missed her sweet cunt. He needed to find a way to get rid of Sam. But what could he--

“I’m going to head to the library and look up stuff. It might take a while,” Sam said as he looked at Dean.

This was his lucky day!

Dean nodded as he kept his face solemn, “yeah, that’s good. I’ll just stay here and see what I can find from the locals.”

“Yeah, okay,” Sam rolled his eyes, knowing that Dean wasn’t going to go talk to the locals.

Once Sam left the motel room, Dean grabbed his phone and Sam’s laptop. Although thinking about it, it was a sure thing that Sam knew, and he made his way to his bed, stripping down to his boxers after placing the laptop on it. He knelt to check the angle of the camera before grabbing his phone and calling her.

“Hello?” she answered—her voice sending a shiver down her spine.

“Would have thought you would have checked the caller ID before answering, Sweetheart,” Dean joked, licking his lips. “Where are you right now?”

“I just finished ganking a very nice and vengeful spirit. I was about to head into the shower when you called,” he could hear the playful tone in her voice, “I’m a bit dirty.”

“Always knew you were a dirty girl, Y/N/N,” he chuckled, palming his hardening cock through his boxers. “I have my laptop. Figured we could try something different.”

Y/N let out a chuckle. Dean moaned when he heard it. Her laughs always seemed to hit him right in his heart, making it flutter with a need for her.

“So, what is it you want to talk about?” Y/N asked.

“Was thinking about you,” Dean said with a smile. “Wonder if you wanted to switch over to a video call?”

“Video call? You going to give me a show?” Y/N asked with a chuckle.

“I’ll give you a show if you give me one too,” Dean said.

Y/N let out a soft sigh before Dean heard her grabbing something in the background, “We using Skype?”

“Yeah, I can invite you to join me,” Dean said as his fingers moved across the keyboard at lightning speed.

It didn’t take long for Y/N to log in, but Dean couldn’t help and stare at how she presented herself on camera when she did. It started with sweet words and teasing moments, Dean asking if Y/N wished he was there, asking her questions about what they would do. Dean watched as she spreader legs, giving him a view of the part he loved to devour. Even though she still had on her panties, he could see them become wet with arousal. He commanded and guided her as they continued their display.

Dean marveled at the way her fingers dove deep into her cunt, pumped himself harder when she grabbed at her breasts, hips lifting off the mattress.

“Every time,” Dean said with a smile at her question, “Every time I think of you, I touch myself.”

“Where you heading to next?” she asked with a smile on her face, body glistening with sweat.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Dean said as he let out a groan, his cock twitching in his hand. “When we meet up again, I don’t think I’ll let you out of my sight ever again.” He moaned loudly, imagining her tongue licking him sensually, “then again, I like you being my own personal cam girl from time to time.”

[deanwanddamons]

Now, that’s a Skype call I would love to have with Dean! 🥵🥵

My Cam Girl

Description: Dean misses Y/N. But a quick skype call makes him want more.

Pairing: Dean WInchster x Female!Reader

Word Count: 783

Warnings: Language, Smut, Skype sexting, Camgirl (video masturbation).

Beta: @wonder-cole

A/N: This was written for @deanwanddamons 1K challenge. My Prompt was "Every time I think of you I touch myself." I am so sorry this is super at! it took me a bit to get it going and done.

A/N2: This is also a sequel to Make Her Mine

Main Masterlist

Another hunt, another city, and here he was missing Y/N. The last time they were together was three weeks ago and damn it, if his cock wasn’t aching to be in her warm cunt again. But here he was on a damn ghoul hunt with Sam. And she was off halfway across the country on some wolf hunt with her best friend. Fuck if he didn’t want to turn the car around and head her way.

“You okay there, Dean?” Sam’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Fine,” Dean coughed as he adjusted himself in his seat.

“You’re thinking about Y/N,” Sam pointed out. “You miss her.”

“I-- I do not!” Dean scoffed. “I mean, yeah, I miss her, but you know we’re professionals. She has a hunt, and I have a hunt and--”

“And you’ve been adjusting your pants for the past--” Sam paused to check his watch, “thirty minutes.”

“Have not!” Dean argued. “Shut up, Sam,” Dean pulled up to the nearest motel room.

Setting up in the motel room was not too bad, but Dean had to relieve the pressure he felt. It has been days since he fucked her and his cock missed her sweet cunt. He needed to find a way to get rid of Sam. But what could he--

“I’m going to head to the library and look up stuff. It might take a while,” Sam said as he looked at Dean.

This was his lucky day!

Dean nodded as he kept his face solemn, “yeah, that’s good. I’ll just stay here and see what I can find from the locals.”

“Yeah, okay,” Sam rolled his eyes, knowing that Dean wasn’t going to go talk to the locals.

Once Sam left the motel room, Dean grabbed his phone and Sam’s laptop. Although thinking about it, it was a sure thing that Sam knew, and he made his way to his bed, stripping down to his boxers after placing the laptop on it. He knelt to check the angle of the camera before grabbing his phone and calling her.

“Hello?” she answered—her voice sending a shiver down her spine.

“Would have thought you would have checked the caller ID before answering, Sweetheart,” Dean joked, licking his lips. “Where are you right now?”

“I just finished ganking a very nice and vengeful spirit. I was about to head into the shower when you called,” he could hear the playful tone in her voice, “I’m a bit dirty.”

“Always knew you were a dirty girl, Y/N/N,” he chuckled, palming his hardening cock through his boxers. “I have my laptop. Figured we could try something different.”

Y/N let out a chuckle. Dean moaned when he heard it. Her laughs always seemed to hit him right in his heart, making it flutter with a need for her.

“So, what is it you want to talk about?” Y/N asked.

“Was thinking about you,” Dean said with a smile. “Wonder if you wanted to switch over to a video call?”

“Video call? You going to give me a show?” Y/N asked with a chuckle.

“I’ll give you a show if you give me one too,” Dean said.

Y/N let out a soft sigh before Dean heard her grabbing something in the background, “We using Skype?”

“Yeah, I can invite you to join me,” Dean said as his fingers moved across the keyboard at lightning speed.

It didn’t take long for Y/N to log in, but Dean couldn’t help and stare at how she presented herself on camera when she did. It started with sweet words and teasing moments, Dean asking if Y/N wished he was there, asking her questions about what they would do. Dean watched as she spreader legs, giving him a view of the part he loved to devour. Even though she still had on her panties, he could see them become wet with arousal. He commanded and guided her as they continued their display.

Dean marveled at the way her fingers dove deep into her cunt, pumped himself harder when she grabbed at her breasts, hips lifting off the mattress.

“Every time,” Dean said with a smile at her question, “Every time I think of you, I touch myself.”

“Where you heading to next?” she asked with a smile on her face, body glistening with sweat.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Dean said as he let out a groan, his cock twitching in his hand. “When we meet up again, I don’t think I’ll let you out of my sight ever again.” He moaned loudly, imagining her tongue licking him sensually, “then again, I like you being my own personal cam girl from time to time.”