Falling for a Hunter (Female Reader x Dean Winchester)

Chapter 26: When September Ends (Pt 2)

This chapter directly follows Chapter 25. I was going to title it November Rain pt. 2, but I didn't want to reuse that song title. Lol. I'm just letting you know this is the second part! LMK what you think.

WARNING: DECEMBER IS SMUT; SKIP IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THAT. 

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December: Keeping Each Other Warm

You revel in the bliss of being newlyweds, a status that adds an extra layer of significance to your already strong bond with Dean, your partner of nearly six years. The weight of the ring on your finger feels like a tangible representation of your love, grounding you in a newfound sense of commitment and unity. With the fall semester at the community college behind you, the looming winter break stretches out before you like a canvas of endless possibilities.

As the snow blankets the ground outside, Dean finds himself with an unexpected abundance of free time due to the halting of construction jobs. But far from feeling cooped up or bored, the two of you revel in the sanctuary of your home, cocooned in each other's company. Days slip by in a haze of coziness and intimacy, as you lounge together, indulging in simple pleasures like watching movies and savoring mugs of hot chocolate. And, of course, there's the insatiable desire that seems to pulse between you, driving you into each other's arms at every opportunity.

The excitement of being married fuels this primal need for closeness as if the act of exchanging vows has ignited a fire within you both. It's as if you're making up for lost time, every touch and caress a testament to the depth of your love and desire. The thought of slowing down is unfathomable as if pausing for even a moment might mean missing out on something precious.

For Dean, this time together is a dream come true. He relishes in the freedom to indulge in his desires, his thoughts often drifting to the prospect of starting a family with you. The idea of knocking you up, as he puts it, adds an extra layer of intensity to your lovemaking, a primal urge to claim you completely. He takes every opportunity to make you his, whether it's in the bedroom or the kitchen, the living room or the shower. Each encounter is unique, a symphony of pleasure and passion that leaves you breathless and wanting more.

One evening, as you lay entwined in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of yet another mind-blowing orgasm, Dean's deep voice rumbles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "You know, one day you won't be able to be as loud," he teases, his fingers tracing lazy patterns across your back.

You chuckle softly, the sound muffled against his chest as you playfully run your hand over his bare skin. "And why's that?" you inquire, a hint of amusement in your voice. "You afraid we'll get a noise complaint from the neighbors?"

Dean's laughter fills the room, a hearty sound that warms you to your core. "I'm honestly shocked we haven't already," he admits, his tone playful. "I just mean, when there's a baby in the next room, you're gonna have to learn how to control yourself."

The mention of a baby sends a flutter of excitement through you, your heart swelling with love for the man beside you. You tighten your embrace, holding him close as if to anchor yourself in this moment. "You're gonna have to learn how to control yourself too when I'm too pregnant to even entertain your advancements," you tease back, a smile playing at the corners of your lips.

Dean's arms wrap around you with a protective warmth, drawing you even closer to his body. The comfort of his embrace is profound, a sanctuary against the world outside. His lips press gently on the top of your head, a tender gesture filled with affection. "Good thing we have a lot of time before that happens," he whispers, his voice a soft rumble against your hair.