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Busty Asian Beauties (Dean fun)

so I'm not writing full on smut or anything but this is definitely gonna be too inappropriate to call fluff, so I don't know. have this Dean imagine. the idea hit me real hard looking at gifs like the above.

You huffed as you rummaged around the snack aisle of some random gas station store. Giving Dean a quick glance, you saw him giving a bag of beef jerky the same death stare you felt like handing out. Hunting and dating never were a good pair, but usually you and Dean had loads of fun together. This past week, however, things had been increasingly tense between you two. Sam tried to confront you about the awkwardness and defend Dean's outburst by calling it his fault for putting stress on his older brother, but you didn't want to hear it. Dean was being a dick to you, plain and simple.

He was making the littlest things impossible. Like this morning. You wanted to go on a supply run, grab some guilty pleasure food and maybe get Baby some gas, and he insisted he go instead. You bickered and bickered over the stupid little trip for five minutes before Sam came out of the shower looking exasperated. When he suggested you both go, Dean acted like he was being asked to have drinks with Lucifer. Even when you finally convinced him to go as a pair, he refused to let you drive. The car ride was short, but the angry silence made it nearly unbearable.

Now meeting at the check out, your head hurt with all the furious things you wanted to say. There was no reason for this. You two were so stiff and upset at each other even the half deaf old man working the register seemed uncomfortable being with you. But then you saw him ring something up from Dean's pile that officially did you in. That was the last straw. You weren't going to sit back and take this.

" 'Busty Asian Beauties'? Are you fucking kidding me, Dean?" For the first time since you got in the car, you looked directly at him. He held your raging stare, giving you a matching one.

"Well, it's not like you've been pleasing me lately," He gritted his teeth, but you felt your jaw drop. He. Did. Not.

"Is that what this pissy fit of yours has been about? Sex?" You were spitting words at each other now.

"Oh, please. Don't fucking flatter yourself, this is personal. You're just getting in the way."

"Oh, geez, my bad. I'm in your way. What am I supposed to be, Dean? The man I love comes back from a silly vamp hunt and suddenly hates the fuck out of me. I'm just trying to be your girlfriend, for heavens sake!" You're toe to toe now, nose to nose, even though you have to tilt your head upwards to him.

"Why don't you try a little harder, baby?" He breathes out, raising one eyebrow. And with that, you shove him against the counter, grab the sides of his face, and kiss him with more passion and aggression than you ever have. The man at the cash register fades completely from your minds, and awkwardly slinks back to look at the suddenly interesting candy display as you and Dean get caught up in each other's lips.

You and Dean have gotten intense, but it's never been this rough before, with you biting his lip and him gripping your waist hard enough to bruise. For the moment, neither of you care why he's been acting up. He just backs you up, towards the door, leaving everything you picked out at the counter. You come up gasping for air, grab Dean's hands, and run out to the impala.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard, Winchester, that dumbass porn magazine is never even going to compare," you say, shoving him to lay down on the seats. After you get on top of him, strip his shirt, and begin kissing even harder and faster than before, he stops you for a minute to talk.

"Wait, wait, (y/n), stop." You give him a look, glancing from his jeans to his face, knowing his body really doesn't want you to stop.

"Okay, you are, like, the hottest thing I've ever seen when you're angry. Especially on top of me. Good god you're hot. Like, so hot. Fuck," he shakes his head, obviously forgetting he had a point as he gives you a once over.

"But no, I... whew. This doesn't feel right - well, no, it feels goddamn great actually, but I mean-" you shut him up with a quick kiss.

"But you want to apologize for being a dick? Yeah. You should. And, well, maybe I should too. But here's an idea - let's save that for later and have sex now, yeah? I am so turned on it is not even funny. You can explain after." He nods vigorously, glad you two can agree on something.

"Where were we?" he asks with a smirk so triumphant you can't help but kiss it right off his pretty little face.

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Afterwards, you're both sweaty and sticking to the leather of the seats. You giggle a little, laying on his chest as he breathes heavy, and he looks down at you.

"What?" He asks while you smile widely up at him as he laces his fingers in your hair. He can tell how amused you are and gets a cute little smile on his face.

"We just had sex in an empty gas station parking lot, Dean. And we totally didn't purchase anything we rang up." He begins to laugh loudly, and you do the same, covering your mouth with your hand in shame. He kisses the top of your head.

"I love you, (y/n)."

I know I should've ended by explaining why the whole fight thing started but honestly when this idea hit me I couldn't think of a solid why. I just liked the story bit, and I tend to make these too long anyways. oops?