Wrestlers x Reader;VOL 2[𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃]

Christmas prompt: Christmas tree farm with Dean Ambrose

Requested By Anon

christmas tree farm + holiday tunes & dancing with dean ambrose; please & thank you! ⭐️

Pairings: Dean Ambrose x Reader

Summary: You and Dean go to a Christmas tree farm to pick out a tree. Though Dean would be rather somewhere else.

WARNINGS: Fluff, smut {mentioned}, Dean being horny.

Word Count: 778

Dean tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, as he chewed his gum loudly, getting impatient as he waited for the car in front of him to move.

"God, people are so slow on roads these days. The light is green they can go." Dean grumbled shaking his head.

He looked at you to see you staring at him.

"What?" Dean asked, looking back at the car in front of him, yet it still hadn't moved.

"You look cute." You responded making Dean raise his eyebrows.

"Just cute." Dean replied.

"And sexy." You flirted, winking at him. Dean smirked at you, leaning closer to you.

"You're sexy too, and stunning, so stunning." Dean flirted back. You leaned close to him, as Dean leaned closer closing his eyes and puckering his lips as he thought you were going to kiss him.

"You can go now, the car is moving unless you want to cause a car crash." You spoke, noticing the car that Dean was complaining about moving.

Dean opened his eyes, he let out a few curse words before turning his attention back to the road. As he started to drive.

"Tease, finally stupid driver." Dean muttered, making you chuckle.

"You love it when I tease you, admit it." you teased.

"Sometimes, maybe, okay yes I do." Dean responded as he turned onto the street where the Christmas tree farm was located.

"I'm so happy you decided to come with me." You spoke.

Dean grumbled in response, driving into the parking lot of the Christmas tree farm.

"The things we do for love." Dean mumbled while you rolled your eyes at his comment. He could be such a drama queen at times, well most of the time.

Dean parked the car, letting out a groan, as he undid his seat belt, then opened the door. Of course, you got out before he did greeting him at the driver's side. You grabbed a hold of his hand as he shut the door.

"Yay, let's go tree shopping." Dean huffed locking the car, as you dragged him into the Christmas tree farm.

Dean followed behind you, swinging yours and his hands as you's both walked into the second aisle of trees. Dean started to get bored. He chewed his gum very loudly, which made you cringe.

"What about this one?" you asked, pointing to a tree, you turned around to look at him, giving him a hopeful look.

"Nah, too big." Dean responded, giving you a disapproving look.

You let out a sigh continuing to walk on.

Dean started to sing a tune very loudly as he swang yours and his hands again.

About five minutes of walking and looking at trees, you spotted one you love, it wasn't too small and it wasn't too big it was just right.

You quickly dragged Dean to it.

"Woah, there kitten, slowdown, do you want to get a little freaky between the trees?" Dean smirked.

"No, I found a tree I like." You replied, stopping in front of the tree that caught your eyes.

Dean grunted in annoyance, grimacing at the tree.

"Ugh." He responded, making you roll your eyes.

"What's wrong with this one?" you asked him.

"It's just big." Dean replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"It is medium sized Dean, can't you at least just try and like it, and if you do it means we won't have to walk and look for trees, we can go home, decorate it and then have sex." You spoke, making Dean look at you when you mentioned the word sex.

He quickly looked off into the distance, grimacing at all the trees. He looked back at you, letting out a defeated sigh.

"Okay, fine I approve of the tree, let's pay for it, head homeland have sex." Dean spoke grabbing the tree and hauling it over his shoulder. You let out a quiet cheer.

"We are decorating the tree first then having sex." You spoke, making Dean look at you.

"I don't think so babe, sex first the decorating the tree, since you did drag me here, when I didn't want to go, so you do need to give me some sort of reward." Dean stated.

"You and sex, you are such a sex addict." You sighed, as the both of you's started walking.

"I don't hear you complaining when we do it, in fact, you're moaning my name." Dean smirked, making you let out a gasp.

"Not in public." You warned him, noticing a family up ahead.

"Oh, we do it in public." Dean chuckled, smacking your ass hard with his free hand.

"You're not such a perfect little angel baby." Dean smirked....