The Beauty Within

Mine

***WARNING***

✨A splash of drama along with some smut. A splash of a degradation kink mixed with a little smoosh of a praise kink and a drizzle if a cuckold situation Also MAJOR fuckery with your feelings.✨

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Your alarm sounded and you groaned. You were dreading this day. You had to go to Dean's. You reluctantly got ready. You decided to wear a short blue button up dress, it's the same comfortable one that you wore to clean your house so why not? You wanted to feel secretly sexy for the day to give yourself a little boost so you put on your favorite red laced panty and bra combo. You threw your hair into a quick ponytail and swiped on some mascara and headed out the door.

    The drive to Dean's was quick and you rang the doorbell. The door swung open before the bell finished ringing. Dean stood before you with no shirt on, just a towel covering his lower half and completely wet. Your eyes couldn't help but travel up and down his body. The way his muscles were toned and flexed when he noticed you eyeing him. Dean stood up straighter and tensed a bit.

"Good morning Y/N, you're early."

You looked at your watch. Shit. He was right. A whole hour early. Freaking daylight savings time. You hit yourself, "oh shit! I forgot about daylight savings! I'm sorry, I'll just go wait in the car."

Dean smirked, "you don't have to do that. Come in, I was about to make breakfast." You looked him up and down unsure.

"Do you normally eat naked?" You asked laughing. Dean chuckled and motioned for you to follow him. You're not sure why but you went against your better judgment and followed him in.

The smell caught your attention, waffles, syrup, bacon and eggs. Dean served you a plate and started cutting some fruit to add. "Mmmmm Dean, these are really good." You closed your eyes and savored the taste of the food and the sweetness of the fruit.

Dean looked at you and could feel himself becoming aroused. 'Maker, Y/N would look so good on her knees making that face. Hell, maybe even under me.' Dean had to snap himself out of his thoughts or else he'd do something that he would regret.

You had finished eating and went to put your plate in the sink when you felt what you thought was Dean's fingers lightly brushing against you, you instantly jumped at the thought and your fork fell to the ground. You bent over to pick it up not knowing that Dean was staring at you, longing, or did you? Maybe you wanted him to be driven mad by you. Why though? You had Bucky. You were happy. Right?

You bent over to pick up your fork and Dean saw a flash of red lace and he couldn't hold himself back any longer. Something deep inside him took over. Something dark.

     Before he knew it he was right behind you. Before you were fully back up Dean had pulled you up and pushed you against the sink. You could feel your eyes widen when you realized what was happening and that the towel that was once on Dean's waist was no longer there. He kicked your legs apart further and pushed his arousal against you. "Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop. I've seen the way you look at me. The desire that flashes in your eye when I'm in my suit. I saw the way you eyes me over when I answered the door. But tell me I'm wrong and I'll stop right now." He growled into your ear and licked a line on the other shell of your ear.