Supernatural Imagines & Preferences

Truth or Dare

Dean:
One second you're reading from a lore book and the next Sam, Dean, and Cas are in front of you, shoving the books away. You look up to Dean who's grinning like a maniac. "What are you doing? Those are my notes." Sam laughs at you and gets comfortable. Castiel looks utterly confused just as you do. "We," Dean makes eye contact with you, green eyes shining bright in the lights of the bunker. There's a hint of mischief that you can't help but love. "Are playing truth or dare." He finishes, smirking at you.

You agree but as the questions got deeper and the dares got weirder, you knew this was a bad idea. "(Y/N) truth or dare?" Dean asks, eyes landing on yours, a smirk forming the longer you take to answer the question. Finally you settle on a truth. His eyes widen and he looks to Sam. Sam thinks for a second. "Okay, if you could have sex with any of us, who would it be?" The question threw you off guard- the answer already in your mind. Dean.

"Uh... Deanie." You replied sheepishly, not able to make his gaze. "I told you." He says. Your eyes widen and you look up as the brothers and the angel glare each other down. "What's this about?" You butt in but they're too busy mentally fighting to actually hear what you just said.

Sam:
"(Y/N), pick one." Sam groans. You've been asked the question by him for the past couple minutes. You're only ignoring him because he's been drinking for an hour and you were trying to work. "(Y/N)-" He starts again. Sighing profusely you slam your book closed and turned to see him staring at you with hooded eyes. "Dare, Sam. Jeez!" You cry.

He smirks and stumbles to his feet, coming closer. You wonder why he has that look in his eyes but you brush it off. Sammy wasn't the type to have sex when he was drunk. But then again you set yourself up for a dare. And he's drunk. "I dare you to," You hold your breath. "Strip." Oh, okay that wasn't too bad. He stops two feet away and you stand up, not losing eye contact as you slip your blouse off, then your skinny jeans. You let him sink you in in nothing but a bra and panties, then slipping those off as well.

Sam smiles and reaches for you, his warm big hands going around your waist and reaching for your bum, squeezing lightly. Cheeky. Your hands find the buttons of his shirt, slowly popping those off. "Truth or dare Sam?" You ask teasingly, as three more buttons reveal a black tee. Sam winks at you. "Dare." "I dare you to have sex with me." He rolls his eyes and picks you up effortlessly, tossing you on your bed, interrupting taking off his shirt. No worries, he's already slipping it off his head. "Easy, I was gonna do it anyways."

Castiel:
The library becomes a play room during long days of studying. Cas is called in- thank god because you can't handle the Winchesters by themselves- and you're finding yourself half drunk and half naked playing truth or dare with the three other guys that are in the same state as you. Except the angel, he wasn't nearly as drunk. But his gleaming chest caught your attention every three seconds.

"Truth or dare." Sam asks you, taking another swig of beer. You shrug and lazily finger the ends of your shorts. "Let's go with a truth." It takes a sec for Sam to process a good question, then he's chuckling before saying, "Is it true that you like Cas?" You groan. "Yes." You didn't even hesitate. It was true, you'd had a liking for the angel since he pulled Dean out of hell. Long story short you think you've fallen for him and this was not the exact way you wanted to tell him. Two rounds later and it was your turn again, and this time you asked for a dare, scared that you would embarrass yourself further.

"I dare you to kiss Castiel." Dean smirks. You roll your eyes, blushing as you get closer to the blue eyed babe. His eyes are wide and unsure, his lips parted. You don't think too much of it- you're drunk- but you touch your lips to his, holding them there for fifteen seconds. No reaction. You pull away quietly, a bit rejected. It was expected though.

Later when the game was finished and you had made it safely to your room, you found the angel sitting on the edge of your bed. Your eyebrows raise. "What?" You mumble, pulling off your shorts and reaching for pajama pants. "I like you too." "What?!"

Cas gets up, entangling his hands in your hair, pulling your face up to meet his lips.