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My Niece is a Goldfish?
ۜৠdescription: Imagine when Dean goes to go pick up Sam from college, not only is the news of John being missing brought up but another little surprise was on its way. Dean Winchester x fem! reader ۜৠa/n: I have like 4 different incomplete stories in my notes app rn and I'm just so lazy because who the hell wants to read my garbage when people want smut but oh well i triedâŚnot my best not my worst idc (Not edited) ۜৠsong inspiration: Back to the Basics - Lana Del Rey ۜৠWarnings: ZIP ZERO NONE NADA
âWoah dude, why is there a car seat in the back?â Sam stopped in his tracks, raising an eyebrow at the floral pink booster.
Dean had just broken into his apartment like a serial killer in the middle of night, dragged Sam out into the street after somehow convincing him to join him on trying to locate their dead beat father, and now there is a missing infant.
âGreat.â Sam thought, âDean caused an Amber alert.â
âShit!â Dean scurried to the impala, hoping - no, praying that his brother developed cataracts or something. âI told them not to leave the car.â
âThem?!â Sam followed Dean around the impala. âWhat are you talking about?!â
âI told her not to leave,â Dean angrily said while dialing your number, âand what does she do,â he puts the flip phone to his ear, âshe leaves.â
âDean,â Sam walked over to him, still being completely ignored, âhellloooo??â He waved his hands in front of his older brother. âWho are you talking about?â
âPick up, pick up,â Dean ignore him, anxiously tapped his thigh looking around, waiting for the phone to stop ringing, and your voice to answer.
âOkay if you are about done now with your little tap routine, Iâm going back-â Dean grabbed Samâs shirt pulling him back like a dog on a leash.
âThey couldnât have gone far-â He shoved the flip phone in his pocket, frantically searching the area with worried eyes. âDean let go manâŚâ âYou take that direction and Iâll check this side, maybe if we..â
âDean, sweetie did you find Sam?â
And is if the lights from heaven sent a giant satellite beam on you, Dean turned around blindly searching for your voice.
âOh my dear cream of tartar where have you been?!â Dean flared his hands down looking at you like youâve been missing for months.
âOkay what the actual fuck is going on?â Sam was close to just throwing his duffle bag at the window, heading back into bed, and taking a melatonin.
Dean waved him off unfortunately to his demise. âNot right now bowl head I just saw all of my lives flash before me.â
âYouâre such a baby.â You commented. You held what looked like to sam a tiny sack of potatoes with a pink blanket covering it from the winds.
âDoes that mean I get to-â
âNO!â Both you and Sam scream - both for different reasons but the same sense of warning nonetheless.
âOkay can someone explain to me what is happening right now?âSam ran his hands through his hair desperately trying to contain a forming headache from all this mojo of chaos.
âWell my dear Sammy, while you went off to college I decided to adopt the brady brunch- what the fuck do you think happened?â Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance walking over to you and the baby.
Sam now able to adjust his eyes realized the sack of potatoes turned out to be a little baby with the rosiest checks ever.
âI didnât think you would end up with child.â Dean groaned at Samâs comment.
âWhat are we the England Monarch? No of course I didnât plan on bringing a baby into this world but stuff happens..â Dean trailed off, shrugging his shoulders like it was no big deal. Sam on the other hand was having a whole mental gymnastics session trying to figure out how the hell things changed so fast.
âHow is my little precious princess doing,â your husband pulled the blank down gently to see his daughterâs beautiful eyes peak out. She had the same sparkle and shape as yours to the point he could even see the tiny hew surrounding the pupil - she was beautiful.
âSorry for leaving sweetheart,â you said to Dean, watching his cute reaction to his daughter gazing up at him. âShe was getting fussy in the car waiting so I decided to take her on a little stroll.â You moved her down to your arms, cradling her into your chest.
âWould it have killed you to answer the phone at least?â Dean sighed as the rate of his heart finally matched his breathing.
âSorry my phone died.â You knew your husband would be worrying about you but by the time you thought to call, you phone screen turned black with a red battery sign on.
âThatâs okay just- I donât know, shoot a flare gun or something just please donât leave without telling me.â
âI wonât.â You smiled. He in return left a soft kiss to your check and a butterfly kiss to your daughter. She smiled at her fatherâs touch, making you both smile back; hearts so full with love, before the moment was ruined.
âSo I have a niece?â
âNo you have a pet goldfish, suprise!â Dean sparkled his hands around annoyingly, if he had known picking up his brother would be this tiring he might have just let Sam be stuck in his cob web filled books. . âHow the hell you got into Stanford is beyond me.â
âThatâs enough Dean,â you snickered as your husband rolled his eyes. âI think itâs nice to see you again Sam, although on different circumstances would have been nice.â You walked towards the impala, Dean already opened the back door for you as you hopped in with your little princess.
âWow I just- I never took you as a father figure,â Sam looked down shocked, âI mean I didnât even see you as one to settle down - no offense Y/n.â
âUmm very much taken Samuel.â You had been dating Dean since you both were 15, so to say he wouldnât stick around after the shit show of high school was highly offensive.
âEveryone buckle up,â Dean readjusted his review mirror starring at you, as you buckled in your seven month old daughter. His whole life in the back of his car.
Sam clipped in his seatbelt, âSoooo am I going to have to interrogate the baby for answers orrr..â
âThis is going to be a long car ride.â You smiled as Dean groaned.
âWell it all started whenâŚâ
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back again for another supernatural request, I always see an edit of either sam or dean and immediately think of your writing đ Anything with sam I beg
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bottom Sam x top male reader
cw: riding, creampie
It's the end of the semester and what better way to celebrate than to have your boyfriend spend the night at yours? You and Sam have been too busy preparing for exams to spend much time with each other so now that you're finally together again...
Sam moans your name as he bounces on your cock, his own flailing adorably with each movement. He doesn't typically ride you, he prefers to lay back and let you have your way with him, but he was so pent up that he ended up making the first move. It's hard for him to keep going thanks to your sexy expression and thick your cock but his energy is high enough to keep him steady.
"You're doin' so well, Sam." You smirk, gently stroking his cock. He mewls.
"I'm gonnaâ gonna come!" He cries out. He moans your name again.
"Go on, come for me, sweetheart." You jerk him off more aggressively. Sam throws his head back and comes. He stops, shaking heavily. He slowly moves his head to look at you.
He leans onto your shoulder. "Bend me over." He says softly and seductively.
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Sam lets out a slutty moan as you pull on his hair. Your thrusts are uneven and aggressive, a clear indicator that you're about come. Sam usually prefers to get fucked raw and have you come on his body or in his mouth, since clean up has always sounded like too much of a hassle, but today? "Inside! Come inside, [Name]~!" Sam gasps.
"Shitâ You want me to fill you up, baby? Turn you into my little cum dump?" You groan, swept up in the moment and letting one of your desires come to light.
Something clicks in Sam's mind. He shudders at your words. "Yesâ fuck, fuck yesâ" He moans.
You slow down and pump ropes of your cum into his ass. Sam comes in response to the feeling, surprised that it feels so good. You stop and gently rub his ass to help him calm down.
"More?" He asks softly. "I want you to dump all of it in me, [Name]~"
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Arguing with Dean about music
Summary: You, Sam and Dean are all prepping for a hunt. Meanwhile, you and Dean have the dumbest of arguments.
Pairings: Dean X reader
Notes ; fluff, silly argument, one shot.
Requests are open
âAll Iâm saying is, everybody knows that four was their best album.â Dean said while fishing a clean cloth from his duffle.
âAnd all Iâm saying is, youâre just being stubborn.â You said in an unbothered tone with that underlying cadence of smugness he knows all too well. Your nimble fingers work at taking apart a hand gun to give it a well needed, and far over-due, cleaning.
âI am not!â (He definitely was) âBut câmon, mothership came out in two-thousand sevennnn.â He says as if it were some sort of crime. âAll of itâs remastered crap anyway, nowhere near as good as the original.â He scoffs while handing you the cloth.
âYou do realize âremasteringâ is just updating a song to match new quality standards?â
âAnd thatâs the problem!â Dean said with a groan.
You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose as you knew where he was going with this.
Dean picks up a knife and a sharpening block and begins to work as he goes on with his spiel. âEveryone is so obsessed with ânew quality standardsâ and i-tunes and-and Justin Bieber!â
You roll your eyes and begin to reassemble the gun and move on to another.
â- physical media! Thatâs where itâs at. Just gimme some cassettes or hell even a vinyl and I am good. To. Go.â
You had heard this rant more times than you could count. You loved your boyfriend to death but damn could he talk. âUh-huhâ you say, looking up at him from your spot on the edge of the bed, the rest of the space taken out by the assorted weapons. âWhatever you say honey.â You nod with an amused smile. Regardless, it was still endearing how passionate he was.
Dean turns the knife in his hand and begins to sharpen the other side. âOkay, okay Iâll stop ranting,â he smiles. âBut, there was no-â
â-Good music made after 1979,â Sam finishes, pushing open the motel door open with his foot and stepping inside.
You chuckle at this but Dean just nods his head approvingly. âDamn straight.â Dean replied.
âOh god, donât tell me you guys are arguing over Led Zeppelin again.â Sam sets down the paper bag he was carrying- filled with salt and other things youâd need for tomorrowâs hunt.
âShe thinks mothership is a good album.â Dean said.
âSo? Itâs not bad, just a best-hits type thing.â Sam shrugs.
âSee!â You pointed to Sam. âThank you!â
âTwo-thousand sevenâ Dean frowned.
âDazed and confused is on there!â You retorted.
âJust listen to the album like a normal person.â
âIâm the one whoâs not normal?â
Sam sighed and rubbed his forehead. It was going to be a long night.
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Whimpering as I tried to open my eyes, the light in the room made it difficult. I managed to get one open and was met with Sam and Dean Winchester. Arms crossed staring at me. I tried to move and felt my hands and legs bound to the chair I'm sitting in. I also noticed the red devil trap under the chair. I began panicking, my arms struggling against rope.
"No use in trying to get out of those." Dean spoke, stepping closer to me.
I gulped and closed my eyes, thinking about why I came to them in the first place.
I shivered, standing in the rain. I looked over my shoulder for anyone following me. Hearing the door creak open, I turned back around and was met with the most beautiful human I had ever seen. Green eyes and soft lips.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Im looking for Sam and Dean. I need help." I hugged my bare arms and pleaded with my eyes.
"Please don't hurt me I- just need help." I whispered, looking down at my bare muddy feet.
"And what could a demon need our help with?" Sam scoffed.
"I- I know I'm a demon and they're the bad guys b-but I'm not like the others." I looked back and forth at the two guys. "I swear!"
Both the boys scoffed and chuckled sarcastically.
"Like we haven't heard that before."
"Crowley is my dad. I heard so much about you guys and I knew you would be my only help."
"CROWLEY?" The boys look at eachother.
"Yes! I know he's awful and not someone to trust but you know why you never knew he had a daughter?" I frowned, "I'm the daughter to a king who forgot I exist."
"How could crowley forget his own daughter exists?" Sam asked.
"Because I was a disgrace to him. I wouldn't listen and do what he wanted of me. So he locked me away till he decided to allow me back into the world."
"So why do you need our help?" Dean questioned standing up straight, putting his hands in his pockets.
"I want you to make me human again. "
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Youâre my priority
Pairing- sammy Winchester x reader
Series- supernatural
Summary- you and Sam just took the next step and moved into a house together, but your neighbours are not all they say they are.
Warnings- typical supernatural warnings, kissing and swearing.
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We brought out house two weeks ago. The neighbourhood ďżźwas stunning and it was such a tight community which is exactly what I wanted. The bunker had a lot of great memories but we needed our own space at this point. So we brought a house. The house of our dreams.
Knock knock
âSammy thereâs someone at the door!â I yelled out from the study. I couldnât hear any answer from him meaning he was more than likely in the basement. I rolled my eyes pushing back on my chair and getting up to go to the door just as another knock came thundering through. âJust a sec!â I yelled quickening my pace.
âHey neighbour!â There was a couple standing on my doorstep with a cake in their hands and grins on their faces. Sams footsteps appeared behind me as he appeared from the basement. He looked at me and then at our visitors. âHi, what brings you round?â He smile walking over and wrapping his arm round my waist as I lent on the door.
âOh just to say welcome, Iâm Darren and this is Sharonâ the man introduced, they were slightly older than us and a lot more forward than we were used to especially growing up how we did always on the road. âWould you like to come in for a tea or somethingâ I offered but the couples shoot their heads. âExtremely kind of you but weâre just here to drop this off while the adverts are on- weâre watching tipping pointâ Sharon giggled pushing the cake into my hands.
âMuch appreciated, how long have you lived there?â Sammy interrogated like he was on a hunt. Old habits I guess. âFew yearsâ he shrugged, I noticed that his eyes looked to the upper right. He was lying. Me and Sammy looked at each other suggesting we needed to wrap this up. âAre you a married couple?â âNope just partnersâ I shook my head âwell the cake is extremely thoughtful thank you, but we both have a lot of work to get on with hopefully we will see you aroundâ I smiled reaching for the door.
âOh, you willâ she nodded before grabbing Darrenâs hand beginning to step away. âBye nowâ I waved as I closed the door. âI donât trust themâ I waddled into the kitchen putting the cake down. He put his head on the side following me and laughed gently âforward neighbours? Isnât that what we wantedâ he questioned bringing me forward by my hips. âThereâs something about them sam theyâre forward in a different way- didnât you see how he was lying about how long heâd lived here for?â
âThat could be for a number of reasonsâ he told me trying to comfort me. âDonât ruin this by over thinking, itâs what youâve always wanted hun weâre here, weâre living it, weâve done itâ sam told me before laying a kiss on my head. âI donât want to ruin this Sam, but Iâve learnt to trust my gutâ âthen trust me, your safeâ. I sighed looking up at the love of my life. âFine, Iâll give them a chanceâ âyou donât have to give them a chance just give this place a chance- normality a chanceâ
âHavenât we got a werewolf locked up In our basement?â I chew on my lip biting back a laugh while Sam thought of something to say back. âLetâs face it this is about as normal as it getsâ he shrugged sniggering, giving up on trying to win the debate. âWell I think I figured out who the accomplice was on the case and I have the location of the houseâ I walked into my study and Sam followed me again becoming intrigued. âLana Sandstoneâ I called out passing him the file.
âThis is amazing stuff y/nâ sam widened his eyes and his smile flicking through the pages. âUgh I love you so much your superâ he leant down to quickly kiss my plump, pink lips as I giggled at the compliments. âDo you want me to come with you?â âIâm gonna call Dean, Iâm a bit anxious about leaving the werewolf at home aloneâ âwant me to try get more answers?â âNo thatâs alright hun, we will see if this accomplice has loser lipsâ Sam smiled at me. âBe careful Sam, you know thereâs no cureâ âIâm always carful loveâ.
He leant down and kissed my cheek âstay safe too, if he escapes call me immediatelyâ âSammy I can deal with one werewolf penned inâ âI know you can, but you donât need toâ. Sams phone began ringing and I saw deans name flash up âI love you, see you later loveâ he squeezed my hand before walking off answering his phone to his brother. Seems Iâd finished the work I was doing I was now free. The life of a hunter. Wasnât for everyone but it was for me. It was for Sam, it was for Dean.
I missed Sam already I hated letting him go on hunts without me but he was right in this situation. The last thing we needed was the werewolf downstairs breaking free and trashing our house or potentially killing somebody else. I entered our living room in the back of the house and sat myself on the sofa pressing on the tv. It was a little into the afternoon at this point so I was beginning to get tired.
Thud
My head snapped up to accumulate some thoughts on what that sound was. It wasnât the werewolf because he was in the basement, this sound came from above. Swinging my legs off the sofa I began to leave the living room and ascend my stairs. âHello?â I called out, when I got no answer I started to fear I was just being paranoid. I opened the door to mine and samâs bedroom. Sure enough a photo had been knocked off the side table and the window was now wide open.
âWhat the fuckâ I whispered to myself taking a knife out of my thigh strap. âWhoeverâs in my house youâve made a terrible mistakeâ I shouted edging towards the window. I slammed it shut before taking precautions checking the room. It was clear. I went out into the hallway to check the other bedrooms when something maliciously attempted to ďżźattack me from behind. I whipped around to block it and ended up struggling against a drooling, chomping vampire. When I realised who it was my anger stirred upďżź. The fucking neighbour.
âSharron?â I frowned unsurprised, pushing back against her, the fangs were still out trying to bite me. She was feral. âYou think you hunters can just move into my neighbourhood?â She growled trying to pull my neck toward her disgusting teeth. âYou donât deserve to own a houseâ I kneed her skilfully in the stomach pushing back on her as she fell to the carpet. I put a knee on her wrist and aimed my knife to her neck to slash but something grabbed my wrist from behind so hard bruises were going to form. âNoâ Darren snarled, I caught sight of his fangs before he smashed my head into my wall. Knocking me out.
I screamed myself awake a little later from the excruciating pain of a blow torch being used on my arm. âAhh there she is, finallyâ. The weapon was abruptly moved away from me and i could finally breathe again. Through my tear stained eyes I saw the couple standing in front of me. âWhereâs the Winchester?â Sharron quizzed me before Iâd even come to. âHeâs on his way to cut your heads offâ I spat, squinting my eyes at them. âWhereâs the Winchesterâ she asked again, two seconds before pressing down on the burn I now had. âUGHH- fuck YOUâ I shouted struggling against the ropes they used to tie me down.
âYou really not going to talk?â Darren raised his eyebrow coming closer to me with his disgusting breath ticking my nose. âI knew something was off with you twoâ, Darren seemed to find that funny. He chuckled drawing away from me âdo you know the level of disrespect? Huh? That hunters are living opposite me! Not any hunters either, a Winchester!!â He screamed out of pure anger, his face grew red as if he was a tomato. âImagine how pissed off I am- considering I was right about you bothâ I frowned leaning up to him.
A slap landed across my face but that was nothing I could hack having grown up a hunter. âSheâs not going to talkâ Darren scoffed looking over at Sharon, she frustratedly ďżźbit her lip shaking her head. âLetâs just go ahead with plan B thenâ she heartlessly shrugged her shoulders. âWhy are you doing this? Why are you in a house with just two of youâ âBecause the rest of our group were killed by shallow hunters like youâ she snapped at me. âWe merely got away with our livesâ âyou call this living? Feeding on innocent victimsâ
âYou have to do what you have to do to survive, do you think we wanted this to begin with?â âNo probably notâ I shook my head against the plastic mattress under me. âBut I bet you love it now, you wouldnât go back and change it even if you couldâ I tensed tensing trying to get past the ropes. âListen up bitch, your right when Sharon transformed me my life became instantly betterâ Darren grabbed my chin putting my face to the side. âI love being a vampire and your going to love it tooâ he snarled as his fangs came out and he leant down. âNO! No!â I grabbed at his shirt best I could to desperately pull him away from me.
His fangs magnetically attached to my neck and I let out a blood curdling scream. His hand came over to my mouth force feeding me his blood from a cut made by Sharon. I bit down hard on his finger choking on his blood as I began to feel really faint. Sharron began to stride over but from the corner of my eye I caught sight of the door being burst open. I saw him. My saviour my partner. Sam Winchester. He held a machete in his right hand and a gun in the left. As Darren was distracted i elbowed him away from me and Sharon darted towards sammy.
He dodge her hand and I saw his face as he realised she was a vampire. He pushed her towards the wall by her neck disregarding the gun that dropped to the floor. He looked over at me with blood dripping down my neck and mouth, tears running down my face. In that instant Darren raced towards Sam. He swept his right leg back and kicked him backwards. The vampire fell back into a shelf dropping all the items on his head. Sharron pushed Sam and then punched him in the stomach. She went to punch again but his machete came down chopping her hand off.
She was in so much shock no sound came from her mouth, with another swift move Sam cut off her head just as Darren was stirring. He let out an involuntary wail of pain from his partners death and the anger tripped inside of him. Charging at Sam letting out a shout. I pulled against the ropes still wiggling to get them down my body and set me free. Sammy barged Darren into the wall with his shoulder but he dug sharp nails into his arm before elbowing Sam in the face. My heart raced watching the man I love in a fight this close to me while I could do nothing but try and escape.
âYouâll pay for what you did to Sharon! She was my everything!â He shouted with obvious tears in his eyes. Sam swept Darrenâs feet and he fell to the ground. âSo itâs okay for you to kidnap and try to kill my everything? Your a fucking hypocrite and your scumâ Sam spat towering over him, miraculouslyďżź I managed to get out of the ropes. I let out a happy gasp finally being free. âSay hi to Sharon in purgatory for meâ Sam spat, Darren tried to get up but the Winchester swung the blade cutting off his head watching it roll onto the ground.
I kinda just sat there for a moment taking in everything that had just happened. When I came back to it sam was right next to me, I didnât even see him cross over. âIâm so so sorry I didnât believe you y/n- Iâm so sorry hunâ he whispered pulling me instantly into a hug. He was covered in blood but that was just the norm, plus he looked hot. Tightly I wrapped my arms round him exhaling in his ear knowing I was safe. âYou wanted a normal home life- I understandâ âyour an amazing hunter, I should have trusted your gutâ Sam argued back.
âI am an amazing hunterâ I shrugged laughing a little. âHowâd you know I was here?â âBecause Iâm an amazing hunter tooâ Sam joined in chuckling under his breath still crouched in front of me. âI couldnât find you, your phone was on the sofa but our photo was smashed in our bedroom and there was blood in the hallway where you knife was scattered, when I saw it I instantly remembered what you said about these twoâ Sam eyed the dead bodies on the floor. âIs- the werewolf still locked away- wait did you get your info?â
âThe werewolf is fine and we can talk about the case later hun, Iâm not worried about that right nowâ his thumb rubbed my thigh. âThank you for being here samâ I smiled holding his face with my right hand, he gently nuzzled against me. âI love you y/n youâre my priority always, now i need to sort your bite out then I can take you homeâ âsheâs the sireâ I pointed to Sharonâs body. âPerfectâ Sam nodded making his way over to the body to get some of her blood for the cure. âSammy?â âMmâ he hummed stopping the task for me.
âI love you tooâ
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One shot ( castielxreader )
Warning : smut
Rating : mature
Summary : The Winchesters go out on a dangerous hunt and send cas to watch there little sister back at the bunker except he dose a little more than watch
"I don't need anybody to watch me cas I'm 23" I say looking at him annoyed
"Sorry y/n Dean and Sam in trusted me to look after you so I'm staying" he says with an apologetic look on his handsome face, I start getting mad but then I think maybe this could be fun
"Fine but if your staying then we're gonna have some fun" I say smiling mischievously cas swallows his Adam's apple bobbing up and down which is all manners of hot instead of grabbing him and kissing him like I want to I say
"I'll be right back" smiling I walk away to my room to grab every board and card game I could find and bring it all back to cas who has a confused look on his face
"Game night!" I shout plopping all the games on the table in front of cas who's sitting down looking at the games quizzically
"What is this stuff" he says bringing one of the games towards him
"Don't tell me you've never heard of board games" I say in dramatic shock putting my hand to my heart
"No" cas says looking embarrassed I smile he's so cute
"Well that changes tonight" I pull a chair over next to him and sit down I notice cas inhale sharply at the close proximity and smirk to myself, I pick up monopoly and hold it up to him and smile
~~~~~~time skip~~~~~~
"Ugh not fair! how do I run out of money every time" I say frowning flopping back in my seat cas smiles in victory
"Another round?" Cas asks I look over at him with a "really" look on my face he laughs
"It's getting late anyway don't you need sleep?" he says
"Night owl like my brothers i guess" I say looking over at him I meet his gorgeous crystal blue eyes and get lost in them before I hear him calling my name
"You ok" I snap out of my trance and nod blushing
"Why is your face red" cas says confusion written on his face I get even redder more embarrassed that he noticed
"Um noth-nothing" I stutter and get up saying I need to get a glass of water I speed walk into the kitchen facing the sink I put my hands on ether side of it and close my eyes taking a deep breath suddenly I feel a breeze behind me when I turn around I see cas looking down at me
"Oh uh hey cas whatcha doing" he just keeps looking into my eyes quizzically like he was studying my every emotion I wonder what he's thinking when I look away he pulls my face back by my chin
"Cas" I whisper he slowly leans into me closing his eyes and pushing his lips against mine I tense us not knowing if this is a good idea but after a couple seconds I can't help but relax into his kisses I moan softly opening my mouth more enabling him to push his hot wet tongue into my mouth who knew making out with an angel could feel so dirty, he suddenly pulls away to which I groan from the loss of contact
"Are you sure you want this" he looks at me seriously caressing my face softly I nod eagerly going to kiss him again when he pulls away
" I need to hear you say it y/n" he says looking me in the eyes
"Yes please cas" he smirks lowly
"Good girl" a pool of wetness spreads between my legs with just those 2 words coming from his godly mouth
"Fuck me" I sigh loudly his smirk widens
"Soon but for now" he says in his deep baritone voice before reaching down to kiss me again I smash my lips against his desperate for any kind of touch from this teasing angel he smiles through our kiss his hands run up and down my curves settling at my hips where he lifts me up onto the counter as if I weigh nothing I yelp in surprise which makes him laugh
"Oh shut up" I say laughing back before pulling him back into me grasping at the baby hairs on his neck he groans making me even more turned on he starts playing with the hem of my shirt before finally lifting it over my head looking at my body like no one ever has before I start to feel self conscious and go to cover up with my hands
"No don't, your the most beautiful thing I've ever had the pleasure of looking at" he says pushing my hands away I smile shyly at him not believing how lucky I got to have him in my life, he looks all over my body running his hands over my stomach grasping my hips and pulling me into him so that our bodies are pressed tightly together
"Your turn" I say he looks confused until i push his coat off his muscular shoulders I start unbuttoning his shirt slowly with my forehead pressed against his when I reach the bottom I pull back pushing his shirt of him softly admiring every part of his chest I start exploring his heavenly body with my hands touching every part of him I could he inhales throwing his head back closing his eyes in pleasure I look up at him loving the expression on his face I jump down which makes him look back down at me I grab his hips and switch our positions he looks at me wondering what I'm doing I look up at him smirking, I lean into his neck peppering kisses up and down his throat putting my hands on his shoulders running them up and down his chest scratching him lightly he groans looking at me with so much lust in his eyes it sends a shiver down my spine I lower myself onto my knees slowly kissing around his chest on the way down I put my hands on both his thighs looking at him silently asking for permission he nods yes practically begging me to continue I smirk putting my hands on his belt buckle undoing it painfully slow I pull it out of the loops throwing it somewhere to the side I then go to his pants undoing them equally as slow
"Y/n please" he begs me to hurry, for something anything
"Patiences cas" I continue smirking up at him he groans lowly I finally undo his pants and pull them down with his underwear making his cock bounce free, god he's big I think to myself, I slowly lean towards him licking the tip slowly making cas gasp feeling my wet tongue on him after all the anticipation was better than heaven I move my mouth to take him all using my hand for the part I couldn't fit sucking him slowly my hand rubbing him up and down looking up at him I see him looking at me a moaning mess grasping my hair in his hands guiding me up and down he holds me at the base of him a little to long making me choke he let's go a little allowing me to breathe its so hot seeing him submissive and dominant at the same time I reach down to touch myself before he pulls me off him in a huff
"No y/n let me do that let me touch you" he says breathing heavy I nod standing up he runs his hands down the back of my thighs picking me up I wrap my legs around his naked waist having shorts on I can feel his cock poking my thigh and inhale deeply kissing him hard he walks with me over to the couch and lays me down slowly falling down with me he slides one hand up my body till he reaches the backside of my bra unclasping it throwing it to the side he pulls back to look at me his mouth parting slightly his eyes roaming my breasts he moves his hand to cup my breast massaging it flicking my harding nipple I moan loudly him watching my every move in delight he slowly moves his hand lower and lower till he reaches my shorts waistband playing with the fabric there
"Come on cas please" I say whiningly
"Patience y/n" he smirks using my own words against me what an ass I think trying to hide my smile, he finally pulls my shorts down with my underwear leaving me bare infront of this gorgeous man he looks at my wet pussy lowering himself to face me
"Father your amazing" he sighs out I smile down at him he lowers himself more and kisses my clit slowly I groan throwing my head back in pleasure
"Fu-fuck" I mutter from the built up pleasure he smirks into me licking my pussy with expertise he brings his fingers up to me massaging my clit well licking me up and down slowly, sensually he looks up into my eyes groaning seeing the pleasure he was bring me it vibrated right through me almost making me cum on the spot he notices and pulls of me making me whine
"Not yet I wanna cum together" he crawls up my body pushing my legs up around his waist
"How are you so good at this" I laugh breathless he smiles down at me his hand goes to his cock he looks at me asking for permission
"Yes" I whisper practically begging him he smiles and leans his head against mine he leads his cock to my entrance pushing in slowly making sure not to hurt me we both groan out loudly as he sheathes himself in me fully he pulls back to look me in the eyes as he starts pushing in and out of me we both turn into moaning messes fast as he starts going at me harder and harder with angelic speed he suddenly flips me over with a flick of his hand and starts pounding into me from the back he grabs my hair with his hand pulling my head up I moan loudly as he's huffing out groans left and right I start to feel my orgasm build and build until he leans over me and turns my head with the hand that's in my hair and kisses me still thrusting into me suddenly my orgasm rushes over me taking me by surprise I groan out into his mouth loudly I squeeze his cock tightly as my orgasm rakes my body at this he thrusts hard a few more times before cuming right after me spilling his seed in me moaning loudly he thrusts softly a few times to ride us down from our highs beofre pulling out laying down beside me
"Your amazing you know that" he smiles into my neck I laugh spent
"Mh maybe" I say smiling he laughs with me he snaps his finger and a blanket appears he spreads it around the both of us cuddling into me I smile I could get use to this
"I love you y/n" he says looking at me nervous of what I'll say back
"I love you to cas" I say smiling brighter than I ever remember being able to he leans his forehead into mine smiling with me we both fall into a comfortable sleep
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Sam Winchester x reader comfort fluff
 (Warning! Body image issues) (This is REALLY short and cheesy ;-; sorry)
You werenât feeling yourself today, something about today just made you feel oddly insecure. You werenât usually insecure or worried about how you looked, you just were never that type of person, until today, that is.Â
You looked into your mirror and sighed, âMaybe itâs the lighting in here, these lights are old.â you say to yourself, you lived with the boys in the bunker, so it wasnât surprising that those lights are old.
You twirled slowly in front of the mirror looking for something, anything to explain why you didnât like the way you looked.
âIs it my jeans? Is it my shirt? Does something not fit right? Is it my hair? A blemish? What is it?â Thoughts swarmed your head like like flies. You had no choice but to lie down and over-think to yourself silently.
Sam passed your room, noticing that your door was open. You rarely kept your door open, so this was odd. He slowly peeked his head in to see if you were okay and if you wanted to go and get food with him.
âHey um,â He noticed tears streaming down your face. âOh my god! Are you okay, (---)?â he asked, very concerned.
You sat up quickly and wiped your tears away, âIâm fine! Iâm fine.â you replied.
Sam sighed, âYou donât look fine,â he said as he joined you on the edge of your bed. âSo tell me, whatâs wrong?â
You rubbed your temples, âI just... ugh, nevermind, youâll just make fun of me.â
âDonât worry, I wonât make you tell me anything, but I want you to know I wouldnât ever make fun of things that upset you.â Sam said in a soft voice.Â
You leaned on his shoulder and unexpected sobs ripped from your chest as you explained why you were crying and how you felt, âI just... feel gross when I look into a mirror and like thereâs something wrong with how I look. I just canât shake the feeling that I look ugly or something.â
Sam frowns and nods, âBut do you realize how I see you?â
You look up at Sam in confusion and he laughs, âYouâre the most gorgeous person I know, (---). I canât even look at you sometimes without blushing.â
Your face starts to heat up and you just stare at him, utterly shocked at his words. You and Sam were close friends, but had a little crush on him, and you never expected Sam of all people to say that you were âgorgeousâ and that he blushed when he looked at you.
âSorry... Was that a little too forward?â he asks shyly, looking deeply into your eyes.
âNo not all, Sam. I just am shocked that you think of me this way.â You laugh out awkwardly.
Sam gently takes your face in his hands, âWho wouldnât,â he smiles widely while his cheeks get rosier by the second. âMay I... kiss you?â he asks suddenly, brushing your hair out of your face.
You nod frantically as he pulls your face into a short, passionate kiss. His lips taste minty and fresh mixed with the taste of beer on his breath.Â
âI love you, youâre perfect,â Sam whispers into your ear as he holds you close. âLetâs just stay like this for a while.â
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Magic Mayhem
â§description: You tried out a new spell and well lets just say things didn't turn out how they were suppose to â§a/n: I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AT DEAN SCREAMING WHAHAHA (Not Edited) â§song inspo: I Love it - Icona Pop â§Warning: hopefully you will laugh your ass off and if you aren't...welp I dont know
âWho tf summoned an alpaca?!?â Dean yelled, the bowl of cereal he once held now on the floor spilling milk and coco puffs.
âShit I said santa NOT ALPACA,â you ran into the kitchen, sliding across with socks. You grabbed the doorway, pushing yourself off it in order to slide back into frame.
âI thought we said no magic in the bunker!â Dean stood frozen watching as the cute creature ate out of his bowl. âAwww come on man I was going to eat that,â Dean groaned, âthat was the last serving.â
All of a sudden a fluttering sound came from behind you, âI thought there were extinct already,â said a deadpan voice.
âGreat, Y/n you brought an alpaca back from the dead next thing you know iâm going to see the good dinosaur in the tub.â Dean rolled his eyes as Cas approached the alpaca.
âTo be fairâŚâ you tried to find an excuse, âyeah I donât got anything,â you shrugged your shoulders, âsue me.â
âI shall ride this to the supermarket.â Cas flipped the bottom of his trench coat trying to hop on top of the animal.
âIsnât that animal cruelty,â Dean raised his eyebrow, which was completely ignored with sarcastic âbark barkâ from Cas.
âI call shot gun,â you darted towards the alpaca in excitement, you totally forgot to look where you were going and just like humpty dumpty - down you went.
âOH FUCK-â
Before Dean or Cas could catch you, Sam walked in, âso I found the- what the fuck did I just walk in on?â
In front of him was Cas on an alpaca who was eating off the cereal on the floor. Dean with a plastic spoon in a fighting position, and you on the floor limbs up like a dead cockroach.
All Sam could do was open and close his mouth before muttering âIâm sorry I was even born,â before leaving the room.
You managed to reach for one of the alpacas hooves and felt her soft fur underneath your fingertips.
âWe should name him Pooshie.â You smiled, the alpaca closed her eyes as she leaned into your touch. She was so cute and fluffy.
âNo.â Dean looked at you like you were crazy.
âWhat do you mean- no?â You looked back at him in shock.
âI mean no, would you like me to say it in French?! Oui No!â
Cas tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowed, âI donât think you used that-â âShut up Cas.â
âShe is not going to make a mess, please Dean, please.â You looked at him with puppy dog eyes. âI promise she-â
And what do you know, the alpaca happened to projectile puked just as Sam walked back through the door.
The room went quiet as all eyes looked at Sam.
âDonât you dare.â Sam closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. âI should have stayed dead.â
âOkay maybe we can keep the tiny giraffe.â Dean smirked, watching Sam waddle out of the kitchen never to return back as long as the stupid animal was there.
âITS AN ALPACA!â
âYeah well itâs a health hazard but as long as it doesnât eat my food anymore then it can stay with you.â
You jumped up from the floor, quickly lurching towards Dean with a hug. âI promise that Pooshie wonât make anymore mess.â
Dean patted your back, âwell you might want to get the bucket and mop.â
âOh great.â You turned around to see Cas holding his trench coat in disgust.
âThis creature urinated on me.â
Yeah, umm maybe a pet Alpaca was not the best choice.
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can I request a sam winchester x top male reader, where's he's really needy, that man is so AUGHHH, I just want to take care of him đŤĄ
bottom Sam x top!masc reader
cw: consensual somnophilia, dry humping, coming in pants, fingering
Sam wakes up sweating with his cock rock hard. He had a really nice dream about you. He turns around and looks at you, sleeping soundly. He doesn't want to wake you up and you've already given him consent to do whatever he wants while you're asleep. His cheeks warm up as he thinks about what you said. How you get turned on when you think about him using your body how he pleases. That thought only makes him needier so he pulls back the covers and seats himself on your lap. Sam starts grinding down on you, breathing like he just finished running a marathon. He moans your name like a broken record. He feels so perverted, getting off by grinding against your sleeping body, but he can't stop himself.
You open your eyes and smile when you realize what's happening. "Does humping my cock feel good, baby?" Your morning voice both startles and arouses him.
"Yesâ it feels so good.." Sam moans. "Gonna come..."
"Can I help?" Sam nods. You stick two of your fingers in his mouth and he gladly sucks on them. Once you're satisfied with the amount of saliva on your fingers, you pull them out and pull on the band on the back of Sam's boxers. You gently push your fingers into his puckered hole, already soft from yesterday, one by one. He moans, a string of cum spurting out of his cock. Sam's expression makes him look like a succubus. He whines, the rest of his load painting his grey underwear white. He's still hard.
He looks at you with half lidded eyes. "I..I need more." He tugs on the band of your underwear.
"You know you don't have to ask."
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â premise: you in those damn jeans, those stupid jeans that fit you just right. your hips, your waist, your thighs. and god your ass in those jeans nearly had sam drooling. it was shameful he knew it but he couldnât help it, not when your ass looked so prefect.
â pairing: sam winchester x fem!reader
â warnings: smut | 18+, anal, caught masturbating, switch!sam? [heâs dominating but also jsut whiny and desperate?], nicknames [angel, baby], no lube or prep really for the anal part [i lowkey didnât wanna write it lmao], not proofread
â a/n: kinktober 17
It was pathetic, he was pathetic he knew that and yet he just couldn't care at the moment nor help himself. You looked so good he swore it was driving him clinically insane. So good that it was making his genius brain malfunction, and his downstairs âbrainâ run on overdrive.Â
He couldn't focus, could barely understand a word the witnesses were saying, it was all going in one ear and out the other. His eyes were just glued on you, on your body, on those stupid perfectly fitting jeans you wore. He felt like a hormonal teenager again, getting all worked up over a dumb pair of tight jeans on a woman. It didn't help that Sam has already been nursing a small crush on you that heâs had sense him and his brother met you.Â
He had to bail on you and dean in the middle of the interviews, giving the both of you some excuse about not feeling the best and that maybe he needed some extra rest. Though in truth his pants were just getting tighter by the minute and his head getting foggier. He somehow managed to walk himself back to the motel, the short walk doing not a damn thing to clear his head. You in those fucking jeans, those jeans that hug your thighs and your wasit just right, those stupidly tight jeans that made your ass look so fucking bitable it was making him lose his mind.Â
Even though muffled by his t-shirt pulled up and tucked between his teeth all that filled the quiet dingy motel room were Sams whines they were so loud. He was a mess the second he unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants and boxers down his thighs. His large hand furiously stroking up and down his aching cock, pulling strangled whimpers and cries from his lips. His precum leaking out from his tip acting as lube for his hand to glide along his shaft faster, squeezing it hard as he goes.Â
He was already so close, it only added to his feeling of being pathetic, he really was a horny teenager now, he couldn't even last that long with his fist around his cock and his head filled with thoughts of you. You on top of him riding him as he whines, you under him your limbs an entangled mess as you pant and moan into his mouth. Him with his head buried between your thighs, you on your knees for him with your mouth stuffed full of his cock, any and all different kinds of images of you all over him. âNeed you sâbad, sâfuckinâ bad holy shitâŚ.â He hissed through his teeth in a hushed tone as his head fell back in pleasure, cries of your name and whines about how good you looked fall from his mouth like a waterfall the closer he gets to the edge.
âHey Sam? Honey? you doing okay?â Your voice shattered the daydream going on in his head that was just about to make him cum. In shock and embarrassment his hand stills, inadvertently edging himself. The nickname only makes his cock twitch more as a short whine comes out of his mouth in response. He was caught and it should be embarrassing, humiliating even, you caught him jerking off in the middle of the day. He should be feeling anything else but what he was right now, It shouldnât excite him that you caught him. But he was too far gone into a desperate type of head space to care at the moment.Â
âOh shit!, i'm sorry i didn't mean to barge in i thought youâd be nappingâ you babble out, covering your face as heat spreads through your body as you turn around and move like you're about to leave. As you turn sam gets an even better almost 360Âş view of your body, how the jeans cling to your thighs, the waistband snug around your waist, the denim looks practically painted on your ass, they were so tight.
âNeed it sâbad, please i need you sâbad yoou dont have to leaveâ he whines out, you had already caught him so any composure or decorum he had has been thrown out the window alongside reason. He could be completely ruining your friendship at this moment, you could be disgusted with him and reject him but he was taking that risk cause he was desperate.Â
Your body as if moving on its own accord, revealing your own hidden desires turns back around to face Sam, slowly taking your hands away from your face. Your breath hitches in your throat as your eyes scan over his body, his shirt tugged up and stuffed in his mouth exposing his chest, a small trail of hair leading down to where his hand is still wrapped tightly around his cock, a pleading look in his glazed over eyes. Slowly you make your way over to him spread out on the bed, your steps careful as if you were gonna spook him by moving too fast. âWhat- Uh- what do you need honey?â You question, still a bit confused and extremely nervous. Youâd do anything to help Sam, and getting to see him like this all pathetic and desperate was a bonus that was making slick settle in your core and your thighs clench together.Â
âI need you, want you sâbadâ he whines out dropping his shirt from his mouth as he grabs ahold of your hand when you get close enough. Placing your hand on his stiff throbbing cock with his own, you let out a small gasp at the feeling of his warm cock under your touch. âThis is what you do to me, you and yaâ fucking stupid tight jeansâ he hissed out, letting go of your hand and taking note of the fact you dont move it off his cock he slaps your ass hard with his big hand resting and gropping at it after it comes down.Â
âThese damn jeans that make your ass look so good angel, so good that I couldn't focus, baby. Wanna fuck you sâbad, wanna fuck this assâ he was rambling now looking up at you with his signature puppy eyed look that made you melt. He was so hard it was getting painful, especially since he stopped himself right when he was gonna cum.
He's already thrown caution to the wind by this point, there was no going back.
âŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤâŤ
You gave in.Â
Willing to do whatever it took to make Sam feel better as well as the fact that all his begging had made you about just as desperate for him. He had you on his lap now, your back pressed against his bare chest. He was quick to strip you of all your clothes, eyes glued to the way he had to practically peel your jeans off your body. Your thighs were spread and laid over his legs that he had bent up, his feet planted flat on the bed.Â
Your head was spinning from the feeling of his rough hands exploring every inch of your body. Palming at your tits and his thumb flicking your nipples, squeezing your waist when you squirm in his grasp and grind your ass against him. His lips were mouthing and kissing along your neck, tongue poking out to lick up the side and even behind your ear, sucking patches of small hickies onto the unmarked skin. Your body relaxed more and more in his arms as Sam said; âNeed you real relaxed for this angel okay? As bad as i want this i don't wanna hurt yaââ you were certainly relaxed once his thumb started rubbing circles over your bundle of nerves, sighing in a mixture of pleasure and relief. You whine softly as your pussy aches, begging for release already as your folds are dripping in slick, a trail of it sliding down your cunt to your ass even.Â
Lifting his hips his tip nudges at the tight ring of muscle of your ass, his precum that hasn't stopped leaking as well as his spit that coated his cock acted as your only form of lube as he bullies his thick cock inside. With a broken gasp in both pain and pleasure at the new sensation you dig your nails into the flesh of his forearm that was wrapped around your stomach holding you against him. âSam~ Honey- Fuck!â You blabber out in a string of jumbled together moans, losing track of where you were gonna go with your sentence once his cock pushes all the way inside, your hole sucking his cock inside.Â
âAttaâ girl, sâgood fâme angel. God your ass is so fuckinâ tightâ he cries out, he was already still on edge from just his fist but this feeling was gonna send him flying over it faster than he wanted. The pleasure of his cock filing your ass as well as his thumb which hasn't stopped playing with your clit has your pussy clenching around nothing.Â
âBaby, mânot gonna last long, it's too muchâ you moan out as his hips buck up and thrust into you, settling at a fast and relentless pace not giving you any more time to get adjusted. âItâs okay baby, itâs okay, jâ cum, just cum for me angelâ he nods his head frantically, moans and desperate cries fill the room and you don't know what sounds are coming from who as you clench down on him.Â
Your body tensing up and your eyes screwing shut as your climax washes over you, a loud wanton moan falling out of your mouth. Worry about the other residents hearing anything long since past, Sam even felt a small ego boost knowing they were hearing you scream out his name. His hips not stopping their hard thrusting, Sam too lost in pleasure with his head buried in your neck as his cock pounds your ass making you see stars as you cum.Â
âFeel so good angel, holy shit squeezinâ me even tighter as you cum shit~â he groans out, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine as his breath fans across your ear. Your cum leaks out of your pussy, sliding down to Sams cock giving it even more slick for him to fuck up into you harder and faster, chasing his own orgasm.Â
âGonna cum angel, but dont think im done with yaâ when i do, need to fuck that pretty pussy too. Been dreaminâ about that sense we met, need to make you all mineâ he cries out as he turns your face towards his and crashes his lips against yours, kissing you like a man starved. His moans are muffled into the kiss as well as more whines of your name as he cums hard.
â a/n: AHHHH last day of kinktober is tomorrow!! Im hoping i get to post the last day on halloween but i might not so if i dont expect it nov
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One Hell Of An Agent
Sam Winchester x F!Reader
Summary: After weird deaths start happening and your friend becomes a victim of it, two men appear at your door for questioning and your day turns into the weirdest you've ever lived.
Warnings: SMUT, size kink (if you squint), oral (f. recieving), big d sam (obviously), dean gets forgotten lmao, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), piv, tit sucking, sam is a sweetheart, pet names (doll, baby, beautiful), a bit of body insecurity but, as i said, sam is a gentleman, reader is shorter and overall smaller then sam, use of y/n, NOT PROOF READ, english isn't my first language (if i forgot anything TELL ME)
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It was supposed to be just another day where you went to work to get pennies in exchange for spending close to 12 hours in front of a computer screen, get back home to drink until you decided you should take a shower and sleep. Then repeat.
You, standing in your living room with a circle of kitchen salt around you and two men who were supposedly FBI agents holding shotguns and the ghost of an old woman trying to kill you, wasn't in your plans.
They both had arrived at your house in suits earlier that day, knocking on your door. You groaned and got up from the couch, leaving your beer bottle settled on the coffee table. Once you opened the door you widened your eyes at the two men standing there.
The taller one greeted himself first. He had a â almost â shoulder length brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes. To say you were shocked at how handsome he looked was an understatement. The shorter one had deep green eyes and short hair, he was pretty too but his partnerâŚ
âHello, I'm Agent Page, this is my partner, Agent Plantâ He said, showing you his badge and nodding to Plant, him copying what his partner did.
You furrowed your eyebrows, recognizing the names from the Led Zeppelin band.
âPlant and Page as inâŚthe Led Zeppelin guys?â You questioned and they shared a look. The shorter one stepped foward, giving you a once over, clearly checking you out.
âJust a coincidence Ma'amâ He said, smiling at you and you nodded, still a bit skeptical.
You opened the door wider for them both to get in.
âCome in, please. Have a seatâ You said, gesturing to the couch and they sat besides each other. Page eyed the beer at the coffee table in front of him and you cringed.
âSorry, I wasn't expecting the FBI at my doorâ You chuckled lightly and took the beer bottle to the kitchen in the other room. When you came back, both their eyes were on you and you felt a bit intimidated.
âWellâŚwhy are the feds at my houseâŚ?â You asked, sitting at the armchair and resting your hands on your lap, fidgeting nervously with your fingers.
Page put his elbows on his knees, his fingers crossing in front of him as he leaned forward to talk closer to you. You took notice of his big frame wondering how someone could be soâŚwide?
âMissâŚâ
âY/Nâ You filled in the gap.
âMiss Y/Nâ He said, licking his lower lip with his tongue âWe are here to ask about the recent murders aroundâ
âOhâ You said. You knew well about one of the victims, a friend of yours. It had been a little over 2 weeks since her death but you always went with the mantra to keep going no matter what. At the memory of her you felt your throat restrict and you blinked back tears.
Page seemed to notice and put a gentle hand on your knee to comfort you. When you looked up he was smiling slightly and you calmed down.
âWe know Beth was your friend and we are sorry for your lossâ He said, squeezing your knee âBut we'd like to ask you some questions, if you don't mindâ
You nodded and looked between the both of them, taking a deep breath.
âYeahâŚyeah of courseâ You said and he nodded, pulling his hand away from you, the warmth still lingering where he had placed it.
âDid you notice any weird behaviors before your friend passed? Like she was distant, coldâŚ?â Plant asked and you made a face trying to remember anything. You recorded a night you two went out
âFive days or so before she diedâŚâ You started, turning your head down to stare at your fingers over your lap. âWe went to a bar near my house and she kept glancing behind her, nervous, on edge, as if something would jump her at any moment. When I asked her what was wrong she looked at me, terrified, grabbed her things and boltedâ
You sighed thinking you should've went with her now that she was gone.
âI tried calling, texting. Nothing. For those five days I didn't hear anything from her thenâŚthey called me announcing that she was goneâ You started tearing up again and closed your eyes to hold them back.
âShe didn't have anyone else, y'know, I should've been there for her, Iââ You choked on an inevitable sob and covered your face with your hands. Then you felt the taller man's hand on your knee again, his thumb stroking your leg.
âWe are truly sorry, it wasn't your faultâ He said, a voice so comforting and calm you felt it in your heart.
You took your hands away from your face and sniffed, letting out a slight chuckle. You felt a bit embarrassed to be crying in front of them both.
âI'm sorryâ You said and brushed your hair back with your hand âI think this was it. She was always a very quiet girl but sweet, caring, I couldn't think of anyone that would do this to herâ
The men nodded and looked at each other, a silent conversation you weren't a part of. You looked down to see Page's hand still on your knee and you smiled to yourself. What a nice fed.
"Thanks for the information Ma'am" Page said. When they looked back at you, he patted your knee lightly and got up with his partner. You stood up as well to accompany them to the door, them both behind you.
You opened the door and looked at them both going out, your gaze lingering longer on the taller one, looking him up and down.
They turned to you with a tiny card in his hand and gave it to you, your finger brushing against his.
âIf you remember anything, give us a call. Thank you for your timeâ He smiled warmly along with the green eyed Agent.
âWill do, thank you so muchâ You said, smiling back seeing them walk away to the Impala parked in front of your house.
You kept your gaze locked until they drove away, snapping you out of your daze getting back in your house and locked the door, smiling like an idiot at the image of the handsome guy you just met.
Inside the Impala, Dean kept glancing towards Sam, who had his face buried into the newpaper about the couple murders happening.
âDudeâ Dean finally said, a grin on his face. Sam looked up at him and made a questioning face at his side profile.
âWhat?â He asked
Dean laughed lightly and looked at his brother.
âShe was eating you with her eyesâ Dean said and at that Sam's full attention was on him, lowering the paper with a confused face.
âWho? Y/N?â He asked and Dean nodded. Sam sighed and rolled his eyes at his brother. âDean, c'monâ He said.
âI'm serious, the look she gave you when we left, staring you up and down like a feastâ Dean laughed mischievously, looking for a couple seconds at Sam's shocked expression. âShe's pretty, y'know, if you don't want it, I'll have itâ
âShut up Deanâ He said but he couldn't help thinking about your looks towards him and the impulse he felt to comfort you with a hand on your leg when he realized you were upset.
Dean laughed and shook his head at the stubbornness of his brother, driving back to the cheap motel they were staying at.
Your day went by as usual, some couple more beers here, a whiskey there, some movie you had on the TV.
You ended up falling asleep on the couch for a couple hours until about 2AM when you heard a loud thud in your house and your entire body entered fight or flight mode.
You got up and kept your ears trained for any more sounds until you heard your stove, the gas being poured out in your house and the color drained from your face. What the hell?
You went into the kitchen and for sure the smell of the gas hit hard on your nose and you gagged.
Suddenly the door to the kitchen closed behind you and you jumped in shock. Your heart started ringing in your ears and your hands were trembling.
âHello?! Is anybody there?!â You asked, your voice shaking as you went to the door. Locked. You started to panic, were you crazy? Was this a dream?
There was a noise behind you and you turned, seeing the knife cabinet open and you glued yourself to the door, trying to get the lock open when a kitchen knife started to float up and towards you.
You screamed and banged at the door.
âHelp! Someone, please!â You screamed and the knife was plunged in the door, close to your head and your body fell back in the ground, tears rolling down your cheeks when everything stopped.
You slowly got up and tried to open the door. Success. You scrambled out of your kitchen and unlocked the front door, sprinting out of your house terrified.
You remembered the card the Agent gave you. You didn't know if it was okay to call him this late but you just almost died. You thought he could make an exception.
With trembling fingers, you dialed the number on your phone, putting it to your ear. Please pick up, please pick up.
âHello? Agent Page speaking, who is this?â He said with a gruff voice, he was definitely sleeping and you felt a bit bad for waking him up.
âAgent?â You practically whispered, your voice shaky with fear.
âY/N?â He recognized your voice and made a confused face, sitting up on the bed. âWhat's wrong?â
âIâ I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have called Iââ You spoke fast, nervous. He took notice of that âSomething happenedâ You said simply.
âWe are on our wayâ He said and slipped on his shoes, already on outside clothes. He nudged Dean to wake him up. âHang in thereâ
âOkayâ You said in a whisper as he turned the call off, biting your thumbnail in order to stay calm in the circumstances.
Dean woke up to see Sam getting his bag ready in a frenze, a worried look in his younger brother's face.
âY/N called, something happened, she seemed stressed, let's goâ He said, throwing Dean his bag, the oldest groaning as he grabbed the keys for the Impala.
As they drove there, Sam couldn't help but get even more stressed the long it took for them to arrive. He wondered if you were okay, if you had gotten hurt, or worse. When they arrived, you were sitting on your porch, legs tucked close to your body as you shivered.
When you heard the noise of the car you got up. The two came out and you were a bit weirded out to see them in normal clothes but relieved nonetheless.
When they got closer you breathed out in relief, the taller of the two coming closer then Plant, grabbing your shoulders and eyeing you up and down, looking for any visible damage.
âAre you hurt? What happened?â He asked and you shook your head at the first question.
âI don't knowâŚIf I explain it I'll sound crazyâ You said
âOh, sweetheart, believe me, we know crazyâ The green eyed Agent said and you looked at him, the nickname foreign but you brushed it off.
âI was sleeping in my couch when I woke up with a loud bangâ You began. âI got up to see that my stove started leaking gas andâŚwhen I wnt to the kitchen, the doorâŚIt shut behind me, lockedâ You said, shakily and Page brushed his hand on your shoulder, the same way he had done to your knee earlier âI couldn't get out and a knife started to fucking float, it charged at me, caught the door and then it all justâŚstoppedâ
âI was able to leave my house andâŚcall youâ She said and looked into his eyes, the comforting gaze seeping into her. âI'm sorry, I know it's lateâ
âDon't bother, it's fine. Let's try and see how we can help you, okay?â He said
You looked at him, puzzled, tilting your head at him
âYou believe me?â You asked and he let out an aired laugh in amusement.
âWhat if I tell you we aren't truly FBI agentsâ He said.
âOhâ You widened your eyes and looked between the both of them, shameful smiles on their faces. âRightâ
âGet in, we will explain everything we can to youâ He said and you nodded getting inside your house.
After a couple minutes you learned that they were actually brothers, the tall one was named Sam and the shorter was Dean. They told you all about what they did, the family business, how real the supernatural was and tried to explain that you experienced something ghost-like.
You were absolutely dumbfounded as they said all that. It was hard to believe that, how is all of it real if you hadn't seen anything your whole life similar to what they explained to you? Just now?
âOkay soâŚyou both are likeâŚthe Ghostbusters?â But hotter. You noted, mentally.
âBasically, yeahâ Dean said.
You sat there with your hands over your face. You didn't know if you wanted to laugh or cry at the situation.
The brothers walked around with the so called EMFs, machines you learned could sense the presence of ghosts.
You couldn't help but glance at Sam. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, his hair falling around his face and from time to time he bit his lower lip.
You were entranced at how annoyingly handsome he was until loud beeping from Dean's EMF startled you.
Sam whooped his head towards him and they shared silent looks. Sam turned to his bag and got a shotgun out and you widened your eyes at him. He took notice of that.
âThey are loaded with rock salt, don't worryâ He said and you made a confused face. He smiled at you and your heart skipped a beat. âLet's sayâŚghosts don't like salt. Salt and iron are their weaknessesâ He said and you hummed in acknowledgement getting up and going to your fireplace to get an iron rod.
Sam stared at you as you walked back to him and you shrugged.
âIt's iron, you said it could keep them at bayâ You said and he nodded.
A loud noise startled all of you, in the kitchen, where Dean was the closest to and he cooked his gun, Sam doing the same and protecting you with his body.
âStay behind meâ He murmured to you and you nodded, iron rod in your hand prepared for any attack.
âCome on you son of a bitch!â Dean said and, as if on cue, the ghost of an old lady appeared in your kitchen and you gasped, recognizing her immediately.
âMrs. Greene?â You whispered and apparently she heard you because in a moment she was there and in the other she was behind you.
âY/N, watch out!â Sam yelled in front of you and you turned around, swinging your weapon and making her vanish for a couple of moments.
You were breathing heavily, your ears ringing until Sam snapped you out of your daze, turning you around by grabbing at your arm.
âAre you okay?â He asked, concern laced in his voice as he gave you a once over.
âYeah, I thinkâ You replied and Dean appeared as quick as possible making a circle of salt around you and Sam stepped out of it, letting your arm go.
âYou need to stay there, she can't get you because of the saltâ Dean said.
âYou know her?â Sam asked and you looked at him, nodding.
âShe was Beth's mother. Died in a car accident thatâŚmy father caused. Me and Beth bonded through their deaths but I guess her mom didn't really approve of thatâ You said, smiling sadly to yourself.
âWhere is she buried?â Dean questioned.
âThe cemetery near the only church in town. About 5 miles from hereâ You replied and Dean gave Sam a quick nod as he got his bag and gave his brother extra ammunition.
âI'll go do the dirty job, you, protect her, make sure that bitch doesn't kill herâ Dean said as he went out the door, shutting it behind him.
You sat on the ground, in the middle of the salt circle, mindlessly playing with the iron rod in your hand. Sam looked down at you. You looked more than upset, understandably.
âEverything is going to be okayâ He reassured you and you looked at him with a gentle smile. Until you weren't smiling anymore and instead was looking behind him.
âSam, behind you!â You said, getting up again and he turned shooting the ghost and she reappeared behind you, outside of the circle.
You turned around, shaking and lifting your weapon at her. She looked down at the salt circle and the creepiest smile you've ever seen opens up in her face, sending shivers down your spine.
Suddenly the windows broke open and a strong gust of wind came in with full force. You covered your head to protect it from the glass until you looked down and the salt circle was broken around you.
Your heart dropped as she started approaching you and Sam shot her again from behind you.
To your dismay, she was behind him again, and before you could warn him about her she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him against a wall.
âSam!â You screamed and she turned to you again, slowly walking towards your frame and you backed away, the iron rod propped in front of you protectively.
She knocked the rod out of your hand and you looked desperately at it on the ground.
Your back pressed against the wall and you closed your eyes, preparing for your death when she started screaming and you opened your eyes.
She was quite literally burning right in front of you, with her hands reaching for your throat until she was just gone, no burn marks on your ground, weirdly, and her desperation echoed through the house.
You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, your heart beating in your ears. You heard a groan and remembered Sam was basically knocked out on the other side of the room.
You rushed to him and kneeled down besides him with a hand on his cheek and the other in one of his knee.
âSam, are you okay?â You asked as he slowly opened his eyes. When he seemed to retrieve consciousness again he breathed in deeply and scrambled to get up but you held him down by putting a hand on his chest.
âHey, hey, it's okay, she'sâŚgone, I guessâ You said and he focused his eyes on yours when you smiled. You felt your face heat up at the look he was giving you until Dean barged in through the front door, whistling at the mess.
He looked towards both of you on the ground and made a face, holding back a smirk.
âBurned her upâŚAm I interrupting something?â Dean asked playfully and you felt a tad of embarrassment, helping Sam get up with a grunt.
They started to gather their stuff and you wondered how the hell you were going to clean up your whole house. Glass and salt everywhere, a hole on the wall where Sam was thrown at.
When they were all done you got each a beer. They tried to deny it but you insisted, claiming it was a thank you treat for saving your life.
You finished all your drinks, throwing the bottles away and you walked them to the door, the Impala parked in front of your house. They got out and stood outside as you smiled at them.
âThank you, again, really, you both saved my lifeâ You said.
âIt's nothing, really, we do this everydayâ Dean said with a dismissive wave. âI'm going to load the carâ Dean said, giving Sam a pat on the back and a look you didn't understand but apparently Sam did, since he gave a deep breath and a practically death glare at his brother, his chest going up and down.
âSoâŚâ He started, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
âSo?â You nudged, smiling up at him and biting your lower lip. His eyes stared at your mouth and you felt small under his gaze.
âYou were amazing back there, you know?â He said, crossing his arms in front of him and smiling. âYou knew what to do, few people can do what you didâ
He complimented and you looked down, smiling like an idiot. Heâs so sweet.
âOh I justâŚwent by logic I guess, nothing much. You said iron and I reached for ironâ You said, fidgeting with your fingers as you looked up again.
âYeahâŚâ He said, looking from your eyes to your mouth and back up again. You decided to be a bit brave and got into your tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek, holding on his shoulder for support.
When you pulled back he didn't pull away and one of his hands cupped your cheek, looking between your eyes when he leaned into you, his lips against yours in a light kiss.
You responded almost immediately, your hand going to the back of his neck to deepen the kiss and he placed his hands on your waist. You reluctantly pulled away with a hum, dazed by the kiss with your eyes still closed.
When you opened them his eyes were on your face and you felt warm again. He pulled you back in your house and you giggled in surprise when he closed the door, his hand still holding you.
âWhat about your brother?â You said as he turned his attention back to you, a smirk on his face when he squeezed your waist. He leaned in closer and you held your breath.
âHe can waitâ He whispered against your lips before kissing you again, this time more intensely then before and you hummed, burying your hand on his hair while the other stroked his chest.
You started taking his jacket off when you stopped and pulled away.
âIs this okay? I mean I'm totally finââ He cut you off with another mind blowing kiss and you gasped.
He shrugged off his jacket, dropping it to the ground and clasping your face in both his hands.
âDoes this answer your question?â He smiled teasingly and you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down to kiss his lips again and his hands grabbed your hips in response.
He brushed his tongue against your lower lip and you opened your mouth to let him explore it, moaning lowly against his mouth.
He lowered his hands to the back of your thighs, not breaking the kiss, and lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist and you yelped in his mouth.
You noted he was big, you just didn't know he was this strong, lifting you in his arms as if you weighed nothing.
He walked to the kitchen and placed you on the counter, his hands going under your shirt and experimenting with his touches on your bare skin.
You whimpered, shivers running through your whole body as his big hands roamed through your burning skin.
You pulled away, your forehead touching his, a whispered âFuckâ coming out of your lips. Your hands went to the hem of your shirt and slowly pulled it over your head, leaving your torso bare besides your bra.
Sam drank you in, his adam apple bobbing when he swallowed and you felt embarrassed under his strong gaze, your hands slowly coming to wrap themselves around your stomach.
He held your wrists gently, pulling them away from you and his hands went up and down your arms.
âDon't hide from me, you're beautifulâ He whispered and started to leave kisses down your neck, nibbling and biting where he noticed you liked the best with the noises leaving your mouth.
Your hand wrapped in his hair to pull him back to your lips, his kisses addicting like a drug.
He pulled away again to pull his shirt over his head, revealing his defined torso and your jaw physically dropped at the sight. He had some scars, some pale, old, others a pink tone, more recent but it just made him look even better, showing how much he had lived through. He chuckled at your reaction and settled his hands on your hips again, gently squeezing.
âSee something you like?â He teased and you closed your mouth, your hands reaching slowly to touch his bare chest. He gasped at your feather-like touch on his tanned skin and you looked at him again, his eyes dark with desire.
âYou'reâŚstunning, likeâ I knew you wereâŚmuscularâŚfrom the get go but you'reâŚâ You trailed off and he chuckled, a bit embarrassed and leaned down to crash his lips against yours again.
His hands went to your back and unclasped your bra, helping you take it off and toss it on the ground along with the rest of your clothes.
His hands came to the front and grabbed at both your breasts, squeezing them and making you moan into his mouth. His fingers teased at your hardened nipples and you arched into his touch.
His mouth started trailing down towards your neck, your collarbone, until he got to the valley of your breasts and looked up at you. Your mouth was open, eyes hazed and deep breaths were making your chest go up and down. What a sight.
He closed his mouth into one of your nipples and you whined, the warmth of his tongue circling around it making you grasp at his locks with a certain strength that made him groan around your skin. His fingers teased the other breast until he switched sides, feasting on your breasts.
âSamâŚâ You gasped his name and he hummed in acknowledgement of your plea, pulling away from your breast with a smile. âPleaseâ
He gave your lips a peck and went down your body again, leaving open mouthed kisses down your stomach until he got to the waistband of your jeans and looked at you again, asking for permission and you nodded at him.
His fingers popped open the button of your pants and opened the zipper. You lifted your hips to help him pull the clothing off and he dragged it down your legs slowly, drinking you in.
You felt a shiver run down your spine at his hungry gaze on your frame when his eyes noticed your soaked underwear.
He discarded your pants and ran his hands up your legs, his look never leaving your covered pussy. His hands stopped at your thighs as squeezed the flesh and you closed your legs instinctively.
He looked up at you and pried your legs open with his hands.
âWhat did I say about hiding from me?â He said, his tone deep and dominant making you swallow a whine as you spread your legs wider and he settled between them with a smirk.
He kissed your covered sex and you let out a low moan, his mouth traveled to your inner thighs, biting and kissing at the flesh, driving you insane.
âPleaseâŚâ You begged, grabbing at his hair and he hummed.
âSo desperateâ He said against your skin, grasping your panties and pulling them down. You gasped at the cold air hitting your dripping core and he groaned at the sight.
He cupped your whole cunt with his hand, making your hips buck up into his touch and a low moan left your throat.
âBeautifulâ He whispered and gave your thigh one last kiss. âTell me if it's too much, okay?â He said and your heart melted.
âOkayâ You breathed out and he smiled up at you. He took his hand away and you almost frowned when his lips wrapped around your clit and you moaned, bucking your hips against his mouth.
He smirked against you and put one hand over your hips to hold you still as he did wonders against your cunt. His tongue eating you out as if you were his last meal, ripping loud moans from your throat.
âOh, fuckâ You moaned, pulling at his hair âSamâ Godâ He hummed and groaned against your pussy sending jolts of pleasure through you.
He teased your hole with his finger, slowly entering you and stretching you out, hooking up and rubbing right at that spot and you moaned loudly.
âJesus, fuck, right thereâ Shitâ A string of curses left your mouth and he grinned proudly, adding another finger to your torture, making you cry out, his name slipping out of your lips.
You felt the knot inside of you tighten, your pussy clenching around his fingers and Sam knew you were about to cum.
âCum for me, dollâ He said and quickened his movements against you and your moans got louder.
âFuck!â You groaned loudly as you finally came against his lips, your orgasm hitting you like a truck, your eyes closing in bliss, your fingers tightening in Sam's hair.
He helped you ride your orgams until the stimulation got almost painful and you started to try and close your legs.
âT'much, Samââ You moaned and he pulled away, your juices shining against his face as he got up from his knees and grasped your waist tightly, smashing his lips against you, the foreign taste of yourself lingering on his tongue as he attacked your mouth.
âTaste as sweet as you lookâ He praises and you smirked.
You glance down at his still covered legs and crotch, the tent in his pants looked almost painful and you bit your lip. He noticed that and took you in his arms again, wrapping your legs around his hips, making your sensitive core grind against his jeans and you whined.
âAs much as I'd like to bend you over that table and fuck you senselessâ He said, getting closer to your ear and whispering: âI want to fuck you on a bed to see your cockdrunk face when I make you cumâ
You shivered, not expecting these words coming out of his mouth and you attacked his neck with kisses and bites.
âMy bedroom is down the hall, on the rightâ You mumbled against his skin, breathless, and he carried you to the room, his hands squeezing and digging in your ass as you continued marking his skin.
He gently placed you on the bed, kissing your lips hungrily and you led one of your hands down to his crotch, palming him through his jeans and he pulled away from your lips to groan, his forehead against yours.
âFuck me, Samâ You breathed out and he kissed you one last time before standing up and unbuckling his belt and opening his zipper, dropping his pants to the ground and taking off his shoes.
You were staring, eating him with your eyes as he took off his boxers teasingly slow, stepping out of them and looking at your face for a reaction.
Your mouth watered and your pussy clenched around nothing. He was big. You expected him to be large, he was tall after all but you still were very shocked and wondered if you'd be able to take it all.
Sam seemed to notice your worries and grasped your chin to give your lips a comforting kiss. He wasn't cocky but he was aware of his size and knew it could be intimidating.
âWe'll go slow, baby, if you want to stop, just sayâ He assured you and you felt all fuzzy and warm on the inside. It was hard to find men that actually cared and it seemed like you hit the jackpot with Sam. You nodded and he crawled over you, smashing your lips against his again.
He rubbed his cock up and down a couple times and lined it up with your entrance making you whine in anticipation. He slowly pushed into you and you pulled away to let your mouth hang open in a soundless moan.
Sam made sure to distract you from the pain, rubbing your thighs up and down and kissing your neck and collarbones. It took everything inside him to not pound into you. You tightened around him deliciously and he pressed his forehead against your shoulder.
âYou feel so fucking good Y/N, Godâ He whisper-moaned against your ear and you hummed, your nails digging into his shoulders, definetly leaving marks to remind him for a couple days of this encounter.
âI feel so full, it feels so goodâ You moaned breathy as he was almost all the way inside you, his kisses soothing your hot skin, his fingernails marking your hips as he held back to let you adjust to his size once he was all the way inside.
You felt him in your throat and it took you a couple of moments to let the pain turn into pleasure and Sam was willing to wait as long as you needed.
When you finally stopped feeling the pain of the stretch you wiggled your hips against his cock and grabbed his cheek to give him a messy kiss.
âYou can move, pleaseâ You said and he pulled back and forth, both of you moaning at the feeling, his dick hitting deeper than you thought was possible.
âY/Nâ Sam moans against your shoulder, his strokes inside you making his whole body tremble with the tightness. His hand roams down your body until it reaches your lower stomach. He presses his hand down against your skin and you moan loudly. He grins, his breathing heavy as his hair makes a curtain around his face.
âOhâ fucking God!â You practically scream, your eyes rolling back as your nails scratch at his shoulder. He felt impossibly deeper and he quickened his thrusts, your whole body going limp and your mouth letting out incoherent babbles and moans of his name.
He was panting as he held himself up in his elbows to look at your fucked out face, kissing your cheeks and your lower lip.
âYou look so pretty like thisâ He said against your skin as he kept his thrusts steady and deep. "I told you I wanted to look at your pretty face...when you came undone under me."
You felt your skin tingle, your body trembling and that familiar feeling on the pit of your stomach like a fire lighting up.
"The looks you were giving me..." He groaned against your skin, his hips sttutering as his orgasm came closer "I wanted to make those beautiful eyes roll back the moment I saw you" He admitted, giving your neck a harsh bite, definetly leaving a mark.
âSam!â You moaned out, your hand tangling itself into his hair. âI'm cummingâ You warned and he quickened his pace and your head shot back, exposing your throat to him.
âCum for me beautifulâ He said, leaving a hickey just below your jaw.
You unraveled below him with a loud moan of his name, your heels digging into his ass. A few more thrusts and Sam pulled out, stroking his cock one, two, three times until he came over your stomach, groaning and panting your name.
You looked at his face, sweat sticking some hairs on his face, his eyes closed, mouth agape and his hair a mess thanks to your hands.
You smiled in a daze and traced your fingers over his face and he opened his eyes, catching you already looking back at him. He leaned down and kissed you passionately for a couple seconds until he pulled away and stood up to go to your bathroom.
He came back with a wet towel to clean you up, gentle in your sensitive sex then he left the towel on the bathroom sink and layed down on the bed beside you again, pulling you into his chest and kissing the crown of your head.
You hummed as he wrapped his arms around you, massaging your sore muscles.
âThat wasâŚâ You said, not finishing. No words were able to describe what you felt.
âYeah, it wasâ He confirmed, smiling.
You snuggled into his chest, your hand tracing mindless patterns against his skin. Then you started to chuckle and he looked down at you.
âWhat?â He said with a hint of a laugh behind his tone.
âYour brother must be pissedâ You said between laughs and he started to laugh too, feeling his chest vibrating against your cheek as his hand stroked your upper arm.
âI don't care, this, you, was worth itâ He said and you looked up at him with a shy smile, not knowing what else to say.
After a while of silence between the two of you you started to think a bit.
âYou're leaving town soon, right?â You asked and he hummed an affirmation. You hid your frown from him. âYou're welcome back anytime, you know that, right?"
You said but didn't look at his face when you felt him looking down at you and he squeezed your arm as if to say I know.
You started to fall asleep against his steady breathing, your eyes heavy.
As you were almost sleeping you felt him leave a kiss on your forehead.
âI willâ He whispered and you smiled to yourself, letting yourself fall asleep in his embrace.
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"Better?" "Much"
Dean Winchester x Female Reader
Summary: waking up next to Dean and getting ready with him
Notes: I promise I'll give Sam some love after this, I love the idea that Dean acts like a dad when he gets up, hacking, coughing, groaning, the whole nine yards. I wanted to thank you guys again for all of the support, you're all so sweet! đđ
warnings: cursing, dean and reader playfully argue, kissing, lots of fluff, reader goes to the bathroom while dean is in there, but I promise its nothing gross or weird đ
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The rising sun shone through a crack in the curtains of the motel room. You stirred awake, the light managing to hit you right in the eye. Dean lay next to you, softly snoring, drooling lightly and laying in a position that couldn't possibly be comfortable. You grimaced for him and the thought of how bad his neck was going to hurt when he woke up.
Sam was already awake, he still sat in his pajamas but he was sipping on a cup of coffee and had his computer open, researching as he typically did. He noticed you waking up and gave you a soft smile, not wanting to wake Dean.
You weren't exactly an early riser so you cuddled into Dean, burying your face into his side, trying to block out the light. You found yourself struggling to breathe and let out a sigh, knowing you weren't going to be able to fall back asleep.
Dean groaned as he awoke, grunting as his vision cleared and he noticed your face smushed into him.
âYou trying to smell my pits or something?â he said with a small laugh, his voice slightly hoarse from having just woke up
âLove the pheromonesâ you replied sarcastically and brought your head up to look at him.
His hair was tousled and he had pushed half of the blanket off the bed in his sleep but he looked handsome as ever. Your hair was a mess, the shirt you slept in was twisted around your body, and your sleep shorts were riding up like crazy but Dean still thought you were the most beautiful girl in the world, simultaneously enjoying how your legs and ass looked when your shorts rode up.
Both of you were wild sleepers, flipping around in the night, blankets and pillows being pushed off the bed, Dean waking up in a panic when you would jerk in your sleep, and you hitting Dean with your pillow when his snores would grow too loud. The two of you would go to bed cuddling every night and wake up with your arm sprawled over his face and his legs on your side of the bed. Neither of you would have it any other way.
You moved yourself so your head rested on his chest, he brought his arm around you and placed a kiss to the top of your head.
âWhat's our next move Sammy?â Dean asked, âyou found anything yet?â
âThere's signs of vampires in Carterville Missouri, itâll take us about five hours to get there though, so we should head out soon.â
âI can get us there in four, as long as grandma here doesn't have to pee every half hourâ he said as he motioned towards you.
âIâm not the one who needs to stop for snacks constantlyâ you defended âand since you want to be Kevin Harvick with how fast you drive, you can make up the lost time from my bathroom breaksâ
âWhy do you guys just wake up arguing?â Sam asked
âWe didnt, he kissed me then we started arguingâ you defended with a sweet smile
âYeah, come on Samâ Dean added
The two of you received an eye roll from Sam âgo get ready, we can leave in an hourâ he told both of you.
Dean sat up with a loud groan earning a response of âYou sound like a father and you're not even oneâ from you.
âWhat are you talking aboutâ
âAll dads sound like they're dying when they get out of bed, all that loud groaning and back popping makes me think you need to go to the chiropractor.â you told him
âAlright sweetheartâ he responded not even bothering to give in to what you were talking about, and gave you a kiss. You scrunched your nose after he pulled away.
âYou need to brush your teethâ you giggled
âSame goes for youâ
The two of you got out of bed and made your way to the bathroom, brushing your teeth at the same time. Dean was at it again with his noises, he was hacking and spitting like there was no tomorrow while he brushed his teeth.
âJesus, you dont have to kill yourself with the toothbrush you knowâ You told him after you rinsed your mouth out.
âTeeth wonât be clean if I don't brush em like thisâ he told you, muffled by his mouth full of toothpaste.
âOkay Dean, Iâm gonna pee while you finish upâ you said and sat down on the toilet, Dean gave you a nod with his toothbrush still dangling out of his mouth. You scoffed and then laughed at him, unable to take him seriously with his extensive morning routine.
âYou look so helpless when you peeâ he said
âWhat are you talking aboutâ you asked with a laugh
âYou just sit there like you're waiting for a bus, it makes me feel badâ he explained âat least I can stand up and put my hand on the wall or something.â
You shook your head at his observation, laughing at how ridiculous it was.
The two of you finished up in the bathroom and made your way to your bags to get changed. Sam went to the bathroom to clean up, having already changed. You opted for a tee shirt, jeans, and a jacket you had stolen from Dean. Dean put on attire similar to yours, adding a few more layers than you had chosen to.
Dean made his way over to you and kissed you sweetly, his lips lips plush against yours. He brought one of his hands up to the side of your head, toying with your hair with his fingers. He placed his other hand on your waist, rubbing his thumb back and forth along your hip. You brought your hand under his shirt, lightly scratching along his back, earning a soft groan from him. You knew he was a sucker for you scratching his back, always asking you to when the two of you laid in bed, or after he'd had a long day. You smiled into the kiss at the noise he had made. Your moment with Dean, that was much needed by both of you, was cut short by Sam clearing his throat, your face heated upon hearing him and you quickly pulled away from Dean.
âMy breath better?â Dean asked a grin playing at his face
âMuchâ you told him with a small smile, his minty taste still lingering on your lips.
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