SUPERNATURAL {one shots}

Safeword 2 (Dean Winchester)

A/N: hi, so basically this is kind of like the last imagine, but then the roles are switched around. Laylaackles requested, so here you go!
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SMUT

WARNING: sexual content, crossing boundaries, but sweet aftercare

Words: 657

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Y/N POV

His hands have a tight grip on my waist. His lips sucking on my neck, probably leaving marks. He's rolling his hips into mine, making me softly moan in pleasure. He lifts his head up from my neck and looks into my eyes while starting to speed up. "Dean", I moan. He puts one of his hands around my throat and moves the other to put one of my legs over his shoulder.

At this point his cock is hitting deep inside me. To deep. It's hurting and making me feel sort of nauseous. I try to speak, but his hand around my throat is making it difficult for me. Only noises and moans are coming out. Next thing I know his hand moves from my throat to cover my mouth. "Quiet", he says while he uses his other hand to spank my thigh. I yelp out and his hand presses down on my mouth harder.

Don't get me wrong, normally I love the rough stuff, but now? He was hitting to deep inside of me and the hand covering my mouth made me feel claustrophobic. Also, my leg was staring to cramp really bad. Panic starts to run through my body. What do I do?

I wrap my hand around his wrist trying to pull it away from my mouth. He resists at first, but then he looks into my eyes, and I think that he saw the panic, because he pulls his hand away from my mouth. "What's your color, sweetheart?" he asks gently. "Red", I whisper, almost as if I'm  embarrassed.

His movements stop immediately. "Did you say red? Did you say the safeword, baby", he asks, just to be sure. I nod, to afraid to speak, because I know that I'm going to start crying then. He pulls out of me and puts my leg down. The cramping is already slowly fading away. "Are you alright?" he asks. I nod again, still not looking at him. I feel both his hands on my cheeks, making me look up at him. He looks concerned and caring at the same time. His features were way softer than they usually are. I can feel my eyes starting to watter. "Oh sweetheart", he says while pulling me in for a hug and kissing the top of my head. I silently cry into his bare chest.

After a while he pulled away and got me a glass of water. "Do you want some clothes?" he asks. I shake my head no. He looks a bit surprised. "I want to be the closest to you as I can", I explain. Yes, it was cheesy, but who cares. He gets into bed with me and I lay my head on his chest, one leg draping over his waist. "Y/N?" he asks.
"Yes, Dean?"
"Can I asks you something?"
"Of course."
"What made you say the safeword?"

I swallow. I have to be honest.

"Well, it was getting to much. When you put my leg up, it was going to deep and I was cramping. Plus the covering the mouth thing made me scared in the situation, because I wasn't really able to speak", I explain.

It's quiet for a while.

"I'm sorry", he says quietly. He sounded kinda sad.

"It's okay. You didn't mean to."

"I know, but I still made you feel awful. I don't ever want to do that. I'm so sorry, sweetheart", he says while kissing my head over and over again.

We lay in comfortable silence. I listen to his heartbeat and his breaths, which makese sleepy.

"Good night, beautiful. I'm so proud of you", is the last thing I hear before I fall asleep.