Ready? (Dean Winchester x Reader)

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You were beaming with excitement when you pulled him closer for a kiss. Your fingers threading through his hair, gently tugging on it; while his tongue slipped into your mouth, deepening the kiss, before you broke apart.

"You wanna make out or drive Baby?" Dean wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and you untangled yourself from his hold, "I can't believe you're even asking, I wanna drive, duh!"

He brought his hand to his chest, pretending to be offended, "Ouch, that hurt, (Y/n)!" You pecked his lips, "I'll make it up to you later, baby...I might have a little something for you" You trailed your forefinger down his chest, and he grinned.

"Yeah? And what's that?" He took your hand and pulled you closer, "It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you, would it?" He pouted his lips, planning on playing the 'puppy dog eyes' card on you, but you faced the other way.

"Come on, Dean, get out so I can finally drive!!!" You heard him chuckle before he opened the door and exited, walking around to the other side while you slid behind the wheel.

You were still grinning when he closed his door, your hands caressing the wheel as you tried to contain your excitement, "You know what to do, right?" You turned to face him when you realized he was talking to you, "Huh? Yeah, yeah of course I do!"

"Then what are you waiting for? It's all you, baby" You practically squeaked when she purred to life and you began to drive, "So, how long do I have?" He was staring at your joyful face, a smile spreading on his own, "As long as you want, (Y/n). Take your time"

Since you were driving, you managed to convince him to listen to some of your favorite songs, after all, he was the one who'd said 'Driver picks the music' and you were thrilled that you'd finally gotten the chance to use his own words against him.

What you didn't know though, was that he didn't argue with you about the music you were listening to, because he was too busy watching you.

Watching the way you bit your lip to contain your squeaks of glee; the way the wind blew through your hair; the light blush on your cheeks; the way your hands gripped the wheel, strong but gentle at the same time; but most of all, he watched the smile that you just couldn't hide.

"I can't believe you're letting me drive Baby! I mean, I know you promised you would, but I thought you'd find a way to make me forget about it, or get out of it..." He released a breathy chuckle, scooting closer to you and bringing his arm around your shoulders.

"I don't think there's someone who treats Baby as good as you do, (Y/n)...so yeah, you deserved it" You nodded proudly, "Damn straight I treat her good! I would never, ever, let a ghoulpire drive her"

"Seriously? How many times do I have to tell you I was beaten up and handcuffed? There was nothing I could've done" He threw his hands up in exasperation, but you were having none of it, "Yeah right, they're all just excuses, Dean, and you know it"

He mumbled something about you caring more about his car than you did him, and you chuckled, patting his leg to provide him some comfort, "That's not true, I even baked you pie the other day!"

He shook his head and pressed his lips to your temple, "I want a kiss..." You smiled, but refused, earning a whine from him, "You can have it later, Dean" He pouted his lips and nuzzled your neck, "But I want it now!"

You glance at him from the corner of your eye, and he flashed you a cheeky smile, but you still said no and he huffed in annoyance, "I always kiss you when you ask me to...even if I'm driving, (Y/n)"

You burst out laughing, feeling him chuckle against your skin, "Yeah, cause you're a reckless driver, Dean. And because you just can't resist my charms, baby!"