{Hey! Sorry there's smut....should've put a warning earlier, so sorry. Love you guys! Hope you enjoy! This is my first time writing smut and it's based off of books that I've read and stuff}
(Y/N)'s POV:
I pulled back a second for air, sitting in Dean's lap, and resting my head against his chest. "(Y/N)..." he breathed.
I looked up at him, his eyes were still closed.
I felt my knee against something hard...oh.
That was him.
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I swallowed, adjusting, and sitting in a less painful position.
"Thanks..." he let out a shaky breath. I saw him shake his head, opening his eyes.
"Dammit...I- shit. I can't do this..." he stood up, about to walk out.
"Dean? What's wrong?"
I asked, crawling to the edge of the bed. He sighed, "I... I want you...so bad it hurts. But... I can only have you if you'll let me."
He stayed facing away. I thought for a moment...what if I let him.
I haven't had sex in years...ever since I was a teenager.
Plus a few hookups...but I was always too drunk to feel anything.
He started walking out, and down the hallway. I jumped up, following him.
I rushed up, grabbing his hand.
"Dean... you can have me..."
I said quietly. "What?" his voice sounded surprised.
"You can take me... I trust you." I looked at the ground, biting my lip as he turned around.
"Are you sure, because- because you don't have do this for me. I'll be fine if you don't want to-"
he was talking too much and taking way too long...so I cut him off by pulling him to me and kissing him.
Hard.
I heard him gasp against my lips. I dipped my tongue in his mouth, and heard a soft moan come from him.
I explored his mouth using my tongue and my tongue flicked across his.
Our mouths moved hungrily in sync, kissing harder by the moment. I felt him suck on my bottom lip, gently biting.
I squealed, threading my fingers through his perfect hair, and pressing my body against his.
He moved his hands onto my waist, gripping it tight but not too tight.
I felt my air running low, so I pulled back, panting.
"(Y/N) ...are you sure you want this?" he asked, pulling me to his chest, resting his chin on the top of my head. "Yes..." I breathed.
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