As I lay there, holding Dean close to me, my cock buried deep inside him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of overwhelming pleasure and contentment. His body felt warm and inviting against mine, his breathing heavy and erratic as I moved in and out of him slowly, savouring every moment.
I ran my hand through his hair, feeling the soft strands slip between my fingers as I gazed down at him. Dean's eyes were closed, his lips parted in a silent gasp as I continued to thrust into him, feeling the tight, slick heat of his body engulfing me completely.
I couldn't resist the urge to lean down and press my lips against his, my movements becoming more urgent as I felt my climax approaching. Dean moaned softly into my mouth, his nails digging into my back as I quickened my pace, the sound of our bodies coming together filling the room.
I let out a low growl of pleasure as I felt myself reach the edge, my cock twitching inside him as I spilled my release deep within him. Dean's name spilled from my lips in a hoarse whisper as I rode out the waves of ecstasy, feeling him clenched tightly around me in response.
As the last echoes of pleasure faded away, I collapsed against him, my breathing ragged as I nuzzled into the crook of his neck. I could feel Dean's heartbeat pounding against my chest, matching the rapid pace of my own as we lay there in a tangle of limbs and sweat.
I knew that what we were doing was wrong, that I should not be using Dean in such a way. But in that moment, all I could think about was the overwhelming desire I felt for him, the need to claim him as mine in the most primal way possible.
I held him close, tracing patterns on his skin as we lay there in the aftermath of our passion. Dean stirred slightly, a contented sigh escaping his lips as he shifted in my arms, pressing his body even closer to mine.
I couldn't help but smile at the sight of him, his face peaceful and relaxed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window. For a brief moment, I allowed myself to forget about the consequences of our actions, to simply revel in the bond we shared in that intimate moment.
As we drifted off to sleep, still entwined in each other's arms, I knew that tomorrow would bring its own set of challenges and complications. But for now, I was content to simply hold Dean close to me, to bask in the warmth and love that flowed between us.
And in that moment, as I drifted off into a dreamless slumber, I knew that I would do anything to protect and cherish the man I held in my arms. Dean Winchester was not just my cockwarmer, he was my everything. And I would do whatever it took to keep him safe and by my side, no matter the cost.
