supernatural smut dean x reader

dean x reader: dreams

Disregarding every life choice you'd made so far in your life, good grades, ap classes, college interviews, you found yourself  years later with a job that to the general public; didn't exist living with men that too the general public; were felons and delinquents in an underground supernatural proof bunker.  To top it all off you couldn't even crush on the man who matched your IQ and education instead fixating on his older highschool drop out brother.  Whom you shared an almost unbearable sexual tension with.

You and Dean were alone in the bunker hanging out Dean had made some unbearably unhealthy dinner which you ate happily. Next was music and cheap booze. You were reading on lore on some creature you and the boys had never happened upon, more reading for pleasure than for actual information, when Dean placed his Motörhead record on the turn table (I won't) Pay Your Price blaring over the worn speakers.
"Deeaaan." You said in a whining tone.
"Y/nnnnn." He said back.
"Listen we've had a great week let's turn it into a great weekend." He continued handing you an overly poured shot.
"If you say so." You replied examining the shot he gave you before downing the whole thing in one go. You couldn't help but make a face at the cheap warm whiskey flooding your tastebuds. Dean looked at you and laughed with a crooked smile before he downed his own shot sure to not make a face.

Hours later Dean was on the tip side of tipsy and you were almost drunk. You were laughing and reminiscing and listening to music. Settling on a topic of conversation, your deepest, darkest secrets.
"Okay Dean what is your most embarrassing story?" You asked.
"Easy, when I was 13 at a random motel with Dad and Sam I had a sex dream about Daisy Duke, only I didn't wake up with a hard on I woke up to piss in my bed. Man I have never made Dad leave a motel faster I was so scared everyone was gonna find out." He replied laughing.
"What about you?" He said.
"Um when I was in middle school I was at a school dance and me and my crush at the time snuck off to make out, only neither of us had ever done that so I ended up making out with the guys chin for probably an hour only realizing later our lips had zero contact." You replied.
"Thats not that bad! My turn. Who was your most recent dirty dream about?" He asked. You looked at him and smirked.
"I cant say." You said laughing.
"Why was it Sam? Gross Y/n not Sam!" He said laughing too.
"No you big lug it was you!" You said the words escaping before you could spell them out in your brain. Deans laugh disappeared as he looked at you.
"What?" He said.
"Shit I shouldn't have said anything." You said pouring yourself another shot but he stopped you. His smile returning.
"Does someone have a crush on me?" He said. You went red but continued smiling.
"You don't know what it's like being me cooped up in motel rooms watching you trot around all shirtless and jacked. Sticking up your perfect arms. A girls got needs." You said digging yourself deeper into the hole you started.
"Hear me out it's probably like being cooped up in a hotel room with you trotting around in nothing but your panties and a t-shirt you stole from me? Or me stitching you up when your just in your bra?" He said back. Your mind and your heart were racing as you scrambled to find out what would happen next.

He stood from his chair and walked over to you and you stood too. He picked you up and set you on the table leaning down for a kiss. You kissed him back tangling your arms behind his head smiling into the kiss. He stood back unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them off as you leaned back on the table to help him. As he slipped of his own jeans and t-shirt you slipped your tank top and bra off. Suddenly you felt self conscious, possibly a side effect of the wearing buzz the whiskey had. As Dean slid his clothes off you strategically place your hands over yourself when Dean looked up he gave you his puppy dog look and moved your hands. He laid you back on the table.
"Let me get a good look sweetheart. Before now I've only snuck looks now I get to see the whole picture." He said smirking. You sat up on your elbows eyeing his own naked body.
"Same applies here Winchester." You said scanning him.
"Tell me you like what you see." He pleaded playfully.
"Oh I'm in awe." You said sitting up to rub a hand from his chest to his abs. You traced his sculpted v line as he looked down at you admiration.
"So am I." He said leaning down to kiss you again. He hovered over you as you laid back down on the table your nakedness so natural and alluring. His hard on rubbing against your wet core as he kissed you.

His mouth left yours as he knelt down in front of the table he took your thighs in his arms and dove into your center. You sat up on your elbows watching him taste you. You were breathing heavy, small moans escaping your mouth. He groaned into your pussy the vibrations sending a chill to your spine. Right when the bubble in your stomach was about to burst he stood again. He looked down and you stopped him.
"Dean hate to kill the moment." He looked at you concerned.
"But uh.. condom?" You said.
"Yes right I'll uh be right back." He said. He practically ran and you giggled seeing his naked ass run away. In a flash he was back holding a condom in the air showing you and smirking. You watched as he ripped it open with his mouth then rolled the condom onto his rather endowed member. He aligned himself with you and slid in. You watched his face through hitched breath as he rolled his eyes back. Seeing the effect you had on him only turned you on more. He gave you a second to adjust before his began thrusting. Slow and easy. One hand on your hip steadying you the other one grabbing at your tit.
"Dean faster." You moaned. He listened picking up the pace then he grabbed your legs setting your feet on his shoulders as he went deeper. You were screaming his name and he was breathing hard in between moans of his own.
"Yes Dean please!" You screamed as he bottomed out over and over. You felt your orgasm nearing as he pounded into you.
"Dean I'm gonna-" You said as you came around him. He slowed down reaching his own orgasm milking every second of yours.

When he was done he pulled out and picked you up and you wrapped your arms around his waist.
"Where are we going?" You said as he ran with you down the hall.
"Round two my room." He said smiling.