Wrestlers x Reader;VOL 2[𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃]

Prompt 11. Locked in a closet w/ D.A

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This is kind of more than 100 words, oh well.

Dean pressed your back against the door, lifting you up, you quickly wrapped your legs around his waist, Dean pinned your arms above your head, as his kisses got rougher.

"Damn, I missed you kitten." He gasped out, pulling his lips away from yours. The both of you breathing heavily.

"I missed you too." You gasped out, Dean let out a hum, pressing his mouth against your neck.

"Dean." You moaned, as he continued to kiss your neck.

"Dean, before we go any further do you have a condom?" you asked, still breathing heavily.

Dean pulled away from your neck, letting out an annoyed whine.

"No, I'll just pull out, now where we." he hummed, pressing his lips against your neck, as he started to trail kisses down your neck.

"You said that last time, I don't want to get pregnant." You whined. Dean's head fell into the crook of your neck, letting out a groan of annoyance.

"Jezz, women, you're really killing the mood." He mumbled, against your neck.

"No condom, no sex." You ordered, as Dean pulled away from your neck, looking at you, as you gave him a stern look.

"Argh." Dean groaned, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, stay here, I'll be back." Dean huffed, pulling away from you, and putting you down on the ground.

"Thank you." You spoke.

"Yeah, yeah." Dean grunted, wrapping his hand around the door now, and twisting it, Dean's eyes widen, as he realized the door was locked.

"What?" you asked, noticing his wide eyes.

"How important is wearing a condom to you?" Dean asked, turning to face you.

"I told you, I don't want to get pregnant, and I know you won't pull out like you say you will." You huffed, starting to get irritated.

"I mean, we are both financially stable, a baby can't be that bad." Dean bargained.

"Condom, Dean." You grunted.

"The thing is I can't open the door." Dean spoke.

"What do you mean you can't open the door?" you shouted.

"Calm down, y/n it's locked." Dean huffed.

"Really, I can't believe you got us locked in a closet." You yelled.

"It's not like I planned it." Dean shouted.

You let out a frustrated scream, knocking a broom on the ground.

"I know this is bad timing, but you turn me on when you get all angry." Dean confessed, biting his bottom lip...