Dean Winchester x Reader One Shots

⚠️ The Honeymoon ⚠️(THE WEDDING SERIES) ~ Part 1

A  couple days has passed since you and Dean got married. This morning, you two were awake, packing your bags for your honeymoon. Everyone chipped in to pay for three weeks in the beautiful California. You and Dean were shocked when Sam handed you the tickets and the brown envelope full of cash. It was so heartfelt that you began crying. You've never been given anything so generous before. Dean couldn't accept it at first but Sam talked him into it. This was an important time in his life and Sam reminded him that Dean in fact needed to take a break from the bunker and hunting for a little while. 

You were just zipping up your last bag when Dean walked into the bedroom. 

"Hey baby, all finished packing?"

You tossed the bag onto the floor with the others. "Yup, that was my last one."

Dean chuckled. "How many bags do you plan on bringing?"

"I'm a woman Dean, I have certain needs. I have to be ready for any occasion."

"Uh huh sure," he said sarcastically. 

You threw a pair of your balled up socks at his shoulder. He ducked, his arm coming up to protect him. "Really," he said with a huge grin on his face.

You giggled. "Don't push me Winchester. You know what happens when you push me."

He looked you up and down. "Oh believe me I know EXACTLY what happens when I push you and let me tell ya, I love the results."

You rolled your eyes playfully at him. "Keep it in your pants until we get to California you jerk."

You bent over, attempting to stand up the suitcases, your ass in clear view of Dean. You didn't see, but his eyes widened at the sight. He had been so pent up since the night you told him that you wanted to wait. He was almost to the point where he couldn't handle it anymore. 

You were still bent over when you felt a sting on your backside. You turned around quickly to find Dean nursing the hand he smacked your ass with. "Ha that's what you get."

He made a face at you. "Oh shush you know you loved it."

"Hm." You took your own hand, rubbing the spot where Dean's smack landed. "The sting does feel quite nice. Do it again."

Dean stopped in his tracks, staring at you. You looked up at him, lust clearly visible. He waisted no time in doing as you asked, you moaned when you felt the sting again. The only difference is that he took your hips, pressing your ass into his nearly hardened member. You arched your back. Dean put his right hand around your neck, while the other was holding you in place by your thigh. You turned your head to face him. His mouth was open, his breathing heavy. "Fuck you have no idea how turned on you make me sweetheart."

You moved your ass against him, he groaned. His cock was as hard as a rock. Opening your mouth, you took his bottom lip between your teeth, slowly pulling. He made a sound that made your knees weak and pussy wet. "I think I have an idea."

His grip on your neck tightened just a bit. You arched into him more. You felt the tips of his fingers getting closer to the inside of your thighs. You said nothing when he finally found your mound. He took his middle finger, pressing down onto your covered clit. You cursed yourself for wearing fucking jeans. Then Dean began moving in circles. You shut your eyes, a breathy moan escaping through your lips. Dean pressed his face into the crook of your neck. He nipped and sucked at your skin. "God dammit baby the sounds you make, the way you fit perfectly into me. All I would have to do is lock the door, bend you over that bed, pull your pants down, and fuck you until my cum dripped from your swollen cunt."

"Oh shit."

"You'd like that wouldn't you? To have my stiff cock inside you?"

You nodded, lost for words.