Dean Winchester x Reader One Shots

⚠️ The Honeymoon ⚠️(THE WEDDING SERIES) ~ Part 2

The warm sunlight shone through the soft white curtains of the bedroom. Just like the night before at sundown, the light illuminated the room in a warm glow. You opened your eyes slowly, taking in your surroundings. Sighing with content, you stretched your arms up above your head, making the sound everyone makes when they stretch. It felt amazing to do it.

As your mind started to wonder, you remembered the events from last night. You could vividly see Dean, on top of you, making love to you. The familiar burn returned between your legs. You bit your lip when you also remembered that you and Dean hadn't done a round two yet. You wondered if maybe you could get him to. You and Dean had had morning sex so many times that you couldn't count so getting him to do it again would be a piece of cake.

Rolling over, you saw Dean. The blanket was only covering his hips and he had his left leg out from under it. Your eyes roamed over his figure, taking in all his gorgeous features. The one thing you loved the most about Dean is how relaxed he was when he was sleeping. That was the only time when he looked at peace. On other occasions he was so uptight and cranky but you knew that when he was sleeping, he was at complete rest.

Raising your hand, you set it down on his chest and he made a noise, turning his head in the other direction away from you. You scooted yourself closer to him.

"Oh Dean," you whispered in his ear.

"Hmm."

You kissed his cheek, moving to straddle him. He didn't move at all. Once you positioned yourself on top of him, you couldn't help but feel his cock, already hard. That happened every single morning though, it wasn't something you weren't used to. You leaned down, pressing your breasts against him while cupping the back of his head with your hands. He moaned a bit, his eyes squinting. You placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

"Time to wake up baby."

"Mmmmm five more minutes," he said in his sleepy voice.

You smiled, kissing the tip of his nose. "I don't think so my dear husband. It's morning and that means it's time to welcome the new day."

He took his hands, smoothing them up your thighs, then resting on your hips. He gripped your skin a bit causing you to hold back a groan. Then he opened his eyes, looking up at you.

"Good morning."

You kissed him again. "Good morning!"

He closed his eyes again, trying to wake up. "Where's my coffee? I need coffee."

You whined. "But but what about me? Don't you need me too?"

Right after you finished your sentence, you moved your hips into his, and his head leaned back into the pillow.

"You keep that up and yes I will."

"Keep what up? Oh...you mean this?" You repeated what you had done a couple seconds prior and Dean's grip on you tightened to the point where his knuckles had turned white.

He laid there trying to keep very still but you were determined.

You placed open mouth kisses down his neck to his collarbone and you felt how hard he was through the blanket. It was working, he was almost ready. You had been ready for the past twenty minutes and already you could feel your wetness soak through the blanket.

You sat up just a bit, lowering your hand down between your legs, and under the blanket to wrap around his cock. Dean gasped, bucking his hips.

"Oh baby you like that don't you?"

Dean bit his bottom lip, not able to say anything. You continued to pump your hand up and down, your thumb wiping his precum from the tip.

"Tell me you want me Dean."