supernatural smut dean x reader

dean x reader: won't be the last time

After a hunt with Sam and Dean y'all were driving back to the bunker. It was spring the windows on the Impala rolled down and cool air filling the cab. Dean was driving and you laid down in the backseat taking in the fresh air. The hunt was a basic salt and burn no twists, no mistakes. The simplicity you long for in your odd job.

When you got back to the bunker everyone was in a celebrating mood. Spirits were high for the first time in a while. This meant a party. You went over to the record player in the main hall and cranked The Blue Oyster Cult as Dean grabbed some glasses and whiskey and Sam grabbed snacks.

"I love when cases go that way." You said as Dean strolled into the room.
"You don't have to tell me." He said with a smirk.
"Okay, popcorn, potato chips, oreos and.." Sam said.
"Pie!" Dean finished his sentence and reached out to grab the delicious item from Sams hands.

For hours you drank and danced celebrating the uncommon win. Around 12:30am Sam retired to his room leaving you and Dean alone.

Feeling frisky you climbed on top of the table the two of you were gathered around scooting over to wear Dean was sitting. You rested your feet on either side of his thighs and grabbed his large hands.

"You are so pretty." You said in the sweet naive way you knew drove him wild.
"Aw sweetheart you're just saying that." He replied with a smirk.

You and Dean had an unbeatable sexual tension. Tested daily by sexual remarks and innuendos that only made the both of you want it more.

"I am not just saying that Dean! Have you seen you? Your eyes, your lips, and oh my god that side profile." you said turning his head the side with one finger under his chin.
"Well Y/n you're pretty damn beautiful yourself." He looked into your eyes intensely.

Maybe it was the alcohol or the win of the hunt but all the sudden the sexual tension had to be broken. You leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed you back rapping his hands around you moving up your back to your neck. He grabbed a fistful or y/c/h and pulled. Your open mouth moan granted him the opportunity to stick his tongue in your mouth.

Describing the kiss was impossible. It was rough as hell but so gentle. You felt it everywhere in your body. You were sure if you tried to stand your knees would buckle before him.

Without leaving your lips he stood smashing your body against his. He pulled you closer by your knees and you felt his hard cock pressed against your lower stomach as he kissed you.

He pulled back taking a breather.
"You want to do this?" He said.
"Yes Dean please." You begged.

He pushed you onto your back and began madly removing your pants. You watched him in all his sexually charged glory pull your jeans to your ankles and onto the floor. You sat up momentarily to take off your shirt and bra. You were bare in front of him side for modest black panties.

The alcohol must've been wearing off because you felt a pang of insecurity wash over you. Your hands moved onto your stomach and chest and he ripped him back off pinning them beside you.

"No." he said gruffly.

He pulled off his shirt and began running his hands all over your body. When he reached your breast he palmed them grabbing and teasing.

You groaned looking at him eagerly as you're hands tried desperately to reach his belt.

"Easy there." He said removing his hands from you onto his own belt.

He pulled his pants down leaving the thin fabric of his boxers and little to the imagination. He then moved on to your panties practically ruined by all the excitement. Pulling them off gently he placed two fingers onto your core. Clearly pleased with how wet he'd made you. His eyes looked at you devilishly as he kneeled before you enamored by the sight in front of him. His tongue dove into your molten core taking in the taste before he moved back up to you clit sucking harshly. You moaned out his names not worried that your sounds would wake a sleeping Sam.

Just before your climax he moved away pulling down his boxers to reveal his large member. He looked into your eyes as he sunk into you and you scream out.

"God you feel so good around me sweetheart." He said as he kept his painfully slow pace watching you unravel beneath him.
"Dean faster.. please." You slurred under pure lust.
"As you wish firecracker." The nickname he'd given you for your idea to kill first ask questions later.

He pumped into you as you reached your climax. You were screaming extremities mixed with his name begging for more. When you reached your climax he moved his hands to your face brushing hair that had fallen onto you from your eyes.

"Sweetheart you still on the pill." He said.
"Yes Dean cum inside me please." You replied.

With your words he released his load into you and you felt him fill you. You never wanted this feeling to go away. If you had it your way you'd be filled with Dean Winchester for the rest of your life.

Just then a rustling came from the entrance of the hallways.

"Guys are y'all okay.. OH MY GOD." Sam spoke stunned.

You and Dean laughed as Sam stumbled back into the hallway scared of what he'd seen.

"Dean." You spoke softly.
"Yes." he said.
"Promise me this won't be the last time." You said.
"That is a promise I can keep firecracker." He replied.