Supernatural Lemons [ON HIATUS]

Rowena x Reader

(Requested by probably_homo)

(WARNING: VERY INTENSE AND SEXUAL! IT IS GIRL X GIRL AND NSFW AND IF YOU DONT LIKE THEN DONT READ PLEASE DONT REPORT)

It was never your intention to end up spread beneath Rowena, licking the taste of salt from her skin and gently twisting her nipples between your fingers.
No, you had intended for your day to be a long one that ended with a whiskey and an uncomfortable motel bed, as that's the way it always went. To be fair, you'd had a couple of drinks, and you were in an uncomfortable motel bed, but the soft give of Rowena's flesh as you stroked her sides, her inner thighs...well, that was an unexpected bonus of tonight.
Who were you to turn her down, anyway? She was a goddess, dark and beautiful, powerful and certain the way you'd always wanted to be, and it never occurred to you to resist her. And now that you were here, the way she was running her tongue over your lips made you glad of that.
Rowena rolled to her side, pulling away from you long enough to brush her long, red hair back over her shoulders and take a few deep breaths.
"Darling," her voice rolling with her brogue, warm and sultry, "I am so glad we finally decided to do this. I always knew you'd be..."
"I'd be what?" you asked, slightly anxious.
"Delicious." Rowena grinned, making your skin glow with the praise.
The bed dipped with your weight as you rolled, causing Rowena's lithe body to roll with you, almost under you, as you pushed yourself up on your hands. You were going to worship her like the queen she was.
You started with a simple kiss, letting it build as your tongue thrust in and out of her mouth, her soft sighs echoing in your ears. The sighs grew louder as you trailed your tongue down her neck, making you smile against her skin. Rowena was so responsive, arching into your touch and letting her hands wander all over, rubbing her body against yours, totally caught up in physical pleasure, no shyness or insecurity at all.
When you spread her legs apart, she spoke again. "Only if I get to taste you, too."
You grinned and turned, positioning yourself in the opposite direction so that you were straddling her face, staring down into the most gorgeous pussy you had ever seen. "Fuck," you breathed, so quietly you weren't sure she even heard you. Slowly, you dipped your head down and fluttered your tongue over her experimentally, dragging it over her swollen clit, tasting her wetness. She twitched beneath you, pushing up into your face, wanting more and boldly searching for it. As you leaned down to suck a mark into her thigh, you felt two of her fingers slide against you, pushing up into your dripping entrance.
"Fuck," you repeated, louder this time, as you pushed back, taking her fingers deeper, almost screaming when she replaced her fingers with her tongue. "Yes," Rowena encouraged, "that's a good girl."
Blushing, but becoming wild as the need took over, you buried yourself in her, continuing to rock back on her fingers as you sealed your lips around her clit and sucked hard. The two of you teased and tormented, built and pulled back, explored each other until you were dripping sweat and unable to stop your cries.
"Wait," Rowena finally gasped. "I want..."
Her voice trailed off as she moved, pulling you so that you were lying on your back looking up at her. She kissed you briefly, wet and messy, her breasts rubbing against yours. You couldn't resist the urge to reach for them, to massage them, twist and tease her nipples until they were swollen and hard. She kept her eyes on you, her red lips parting as she sucked in a breath.
When she'd had enough teasing, she sat up. Her small hands were surprisingly, wonderfully rough as she squeezed your hips before lifting one of your legs to her shoulder, straddling your other leg. Holy fuck, her pussy was lined up perfectly to yours, hot and wet, and when she rolled her hips, you felt her clit against yours. A firecracker erupted at the base of your spine, sending shocks coursing through you, and you fisted the sheets in your hand in anticipation of what was to come.
Rowena was a fucking goddess. She tossed her head back and groaned, cried your name as her lips formed a wicked smile, all the while grinding herself against you. There was something raw and primal about the movement of her bucking hips, about the way she was drawing pleasure out of you, that made you shake and writhe beneath her, unable to control your own reactions or the hot pressure building inside of you. "Oh, my...right there...please...yes yes yes" You tried to keep some semblance of control, some shred of clarity as she kept moving.
You wanted to watch her fall apart, wanted to see it, so you forced your eyes to stay wide open, to take in the flush of her skin, the soft bounce of her breasts. She was more erotic than any one person had a right to be, undulating almost as if she were dancing, the motion sending constant ripples of pleasure through your body.
Eventually, Rowena let your leg fall down to her side, keeping your limbs scissored together as she pulled your hands to her breasts and squeezed. The sounds she made were every bit as hot as the sensations she was creating, some high and soft, some low and guttural, all of them settling inside you and adding to the oncoming explosion that was no doubt going to kill you.
When you started lifting your hips to meet hers, she increased her pace until she was riding you hard, her ass slapping against your thighs. It was begging to be squeezed, and you dug your fingers in, guiding her movements, making her move just a little faster, grind just a little harder.
She came like a freight train, her whole body seizing up, then going limp, sweat dripping from her skin to yours, and God, you could actually feel her clit pulsing against yours as she trembled.
When she fell down on top of you, you were already flipping her over, sucking a nipple into your mouth as you nudged your way between her legs flipping your positions so that you were now in control.
"You're going to come again," you told her, wiggling your hips until you found just the right position, aligning yourself to her once again.
You didn't start slow, didn't let the moment build, didn't give Rowena a chance to recover. She was still moaning and pulling at the hair plastered to her forehead when you began bucking your hips as fast as you could, stopping briefly to slide your hand between your bodies and spread both of you open as far as you could, increasing the friction.
"Oh!" she cried out, clawing at your thighs, leaving red marks in her wake.
It felt incredible, sinful and perfectly right, and for a second, you forgot about the second orgasm you promised Rowena. You looked down at her beautiful face, eyes full of carnal desire and passion, and let go, coming all over her with abandon, not caring how you looked or sounded.
Rowena watched you through it all, then came again with one hard thrust upward against you. You immediately fell on top of her and swallowed her scream with a kiss, rolling the two of you to your sides. For a long moment, you simply rutted against each other as you kissed, no longer seeking an orgasm so much as just the feel of skin on skin.
"And that, my dear," Rowena finally murmured, "is how you end a hunt."
You laughed. "I'll remember that in the future."
An hour later, and Rowena had dressed and said her goodbyes. You settled down into the bed that still smelled of her, and drifted on into a deep, relaxing sleep.