supernatural smut dean x reader

dean x reader: no?

You and the eldest Winchester had gone through somewhat of a nasty breakup. The end much like the rest of your relationship filled with screaming and arguing. The same anger you were still feeling as you sat on the bed of a motel you'd gotten for the night to get away from Dean after your 100th breakup. You were watching TV when your phone buzzed.
"I'm coming over." The text read Deans name lighting up on the screen.
"No you're not." You replied putting your phone down.
"See you in 10." A second text read.

He kept his digital promise and 10 minuets later there was a knock at your door.
"Go away Dean!" You yelled from the bed.
"No. Open the door Y/n." He said in a stern voice.
"Or what?" You replied.
"I will fucking break it down." He yelled.

Not wanting to deal with the financial consequences of your boyfriend breaking down a door and half attracted to the energy Dean was putting off you walked to the door and opened it. Something happened when you open the door, without the separation of wood you and Dean were one again. His eyes softened slightly as he looked into yours and the tension that had been snapped in an argument 12 hours earlier was back and ready to be bent again. He walked in and you back up as he slammed the door behind you.

Your mouths found each others but not in a kiss in something more animal and desperate, open mouth on open mouth breathing each-others oxygen as he desperately ripped his flannel off kicking his shoes off as he backed you up.

"We aren't getting back together." You said breathily into his mouth.
"We are so getting back together." He replied picking you and up throwing you into the bed. You struggled out of your clothes as he did the same.

He hovered over you naked kissing you deeply grabbing your tits and pressing himself against you. No matter what words were exchanged how many fights what the fights were about, Dean and you were magnets unable to bare the attraction towards each other.

He was kissing every inch of you in a sort of passionate frenzy you weren't sure you could survive. Then his lips met the space between young legs as he lapped at you wildly his eyes flicking up at you as you sat up on your elbows watching him, throwing your head back occasionally in curses of his name. You bucked your hips at him gently but forcefully indicating your nearing completion. His mouth left your heat as he stood, he grabbed your legs spreading them further than they already had been and aligning himself with your entrance forcefully shoving himself into you with little warning. You screamed as he pounded into you standing beside the bed. His arms reached down grabbing your legs to place them over his shoulders as he went deeper.
"Ah fuck Dean." You breathed as he continued. You closed your eyes in pure bliss before his voice broke the sound of your body's slamming together.

"Look at me." He said. Your eyes snapped open to meet his.
"Whose the only one who can fuck you this good?" He said stern but breathy.
"You." You replied barley getting the word out.
"Say my name." He asked slowing his pace as a punishment.
"You! Dean! Faster please!" You replied. He picked up the pace again.
"You're never gonna fucking leave me again." He said.
"Never." You responded practically screaming.

He continued to slam into you until you reached your orgasm him following suit filling you up. After he picked his clothes up off the ground and began getting dressed.

"Come on Y/n." He said beckoning to your stuff.
"What?" You replied.
"I'm taking you home." He said back.