Supernatural Smut (Dirty Smut 18+)

Late Night Hazy (Dean Smut)

It was 1:30 a.m. when you finally finished your shift at a local diner downtown from the hotel you, Sam, and Dean stayed at. You sighed, exhausted, as you locked the doors and headed to Dean's 'baby.' You didn't think Dean would let you take his car, but he did. Since you told him you would be working a late shift tonight, he told you to go ahead and take the car instead of him having to wake up to come and get you when you were done. You were a little mad at Sam and Dean for practically making you go undercover in the first place. They made you pose as a new hot girl in town simply looking for a job to make extra money so that you can travel more. But secretly, you were keeping an eye out on a customer who may be involved in the hunt you and the Winchester brothers were on.

As you drove to the hotel you were staying at, you began to imagine Dean sitting where you were, happily driving down the road. Then, to have Sam critically teasing Dean about his driving while you laughed loudly in the backseat. You giggled to yourself as you ran your hand down your body at the stoplight, thinking of sleeping next to Dean in bed again. Sam thought it would be funny to get a room to himself while you and Dean were stuck sharing a room. Ugh, Sammy, you thought to yourself while giggling. At first, you and Dean felt equally awkward but soon became comfortable around each other. You were in between with the situation at hand because of your growing crush on the older Winchester brother. It also didn't help that both Sam and Dean like to sleep shirtless.

You've been sleeping to contain your inner self, facing away from him.

After shutting off the car and walking to the hotel room, you quietly opened the door, trying not to wake Dean up as you closed the door. You grabbed some clothes as you immediately went into the bathroom. You changed into an oversized t-shirt and black lace underwear as you brushed your teeth and decided to sleep without a bra. Seeing the hotel room clock reading 2:12 a.m., you slid the covers off and climbed into bed. You sighed silently as you heard a groan and saw a sleepy Dean. God, you loved how he did his sleepy groan like that; it was sexy. "(Y/N/N)? Is that you?" "Yeah, Dean, it's only me." You watched as he opened his eyes and saw you sitting in bed. "I wasn't trying to wake you up; I'm sorry." "Don't worry about it; it's fine."

You were thankful that the blanket covered your legs; otherwise, Dean would know what you wore to sleep in. And he would easily get turned on and try to use his 'Dean charm' on you. You managed to avoid his charm, especially whenever he would flirt with you, to make it seem like you weren't interested in that way and just wanted to be friends. Secretly, you wanted to be more than just friends with Dean. Heck, you would be fine with a friend-with-benefits situation and not together as a couple. Sam was the only one who knew how you felt about Dean, and he promised you repeatedly that he wouldn't say anything to Dean. You watched as Dean turned back on his stomach and went to sleep; it could not be helped to notice that he was sleeping shirtless again.

With that, you turned away from him and closed your eyes---feeling sleep slowly creeping up on you.

Later on, you didn't realize what you were doing or saying in your slumber, but the next thing you knew, you felt your body shaken awake by Dean. "(Y/N/N), wake up." You opened your eyes and saw Dean close to you as you noticed you were lying on your back. "What-what's the matter, Dean," you asked while yawning. You also couldn't help but feel lust coming out of nowhere, and you felt that your panties were wet but tried to ignore it. "You were moaning and talking in your sleep loud enough to wake me up." You didn't say anything as you looked at him with wide eyes. Then, a light bulb went off in your head as you realized what Dean was saying. Oh my god, I had a sex dream, and Dean heard it, you thought to yourself. You felt your cheeks get bright red as you became speechless.

Dean shimmed over on top of you with his legs on either side of you---pinning you down so that you couldn't escape. You looked at him as he looked back at you. "I'm, I'm sorry that you had to hear that, Dean. I feel so embarrassed." "Don't feel embarrassed, love. I found it to be hot." You smiled as you looked away from him cheekily. "Even better, you were even moaning my name in your sleep." Oh, my freaking god, I wish I could pull the covers up over my head now. I can't believe he heard that, you thought again to yourself. Feeling completely embarrassed, you couldn't say anything back in response as you and Dean crossed a glance. As he was on top of you, neither you nor Dean spoke momentarily as your heartbeat throbbed harder. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest like a drum, and a lump was growing in your throat.