Dean & Kaitlyn: Prompts & Stuff

Morning Pleasures.

Imagine Person A waking up in the middle of the night horny, and they beg Person B to have sex. However, Person B is too tired, and instead tells A they'll have sex in the morning. Now, imagine B waking up to A sitting on top of them and saying, "Now?"

Warning, this is smut.

If y'all know what smut is then in other words, don't continue if you don't like reading about people doing the dirty.

Simple as that.

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Turning over onto her side, Kaitlyn let out a soft grunt as she tried to focus herself onto going to sleep.

Nope.

Sighing, she sat up slightly turning the pillow over to the cooler side, hoping to cool her own thoughts down in the process as she laid back down.

She was frustrated, sexually.

And all she could do was blame the man who was laying next to her in a deep sleep. Kaitlyn looked over at him, glaring slightly.

Why did he have to make her feel this way?

He had gone to the gym late in the evening, only to come back and strip down and walk around and lounge around in his boxers, much to the sheer enjoyment of Kaitlyn.

Just seeing him and his post-gym body got her flustered.

However she didn't expect Dean to just go to sleep.

"Asshole.", she muttered as she continued to stare a hole in Dean's face. Turning over onto her side away from him, Kaitlyn stared at the alarm clock; 02:43a.m.

Maybe I could wake up Dean, Kaitlyn thought as she bit her lip, the pressure making her bottom lip swell slightly.

Turning back over to face him a mischievous but lazy smile crept on her lips as Kaitlyn nuzzled into his side, placing light kisses on his neck. "Dean..", she purred as she ran her fingers up and down his chest.

Stirring, Dean pulled Kaitlyn into him nuzzling his cheek with hers before placing a kiss there. "Mmh, go to sleep Kaity.", he drawled out as he let out a yawn.

"But Dean-"

"Sleep.", he cut her off.

Kaitlyn huffed, attempting to lore him out of his sleeping state and into one of blissful pleasure, she ran her hand down his chest and past the covers which rested on his stomach. Feeling the waistband of his boxers, Kaitlyn pulled it back slightly and let it go, snapping back making Dean squirm slightly.

"Dean.", she spoke softly, dragging out his name as her hand palmed him through his boxers.

A smile crossed his lips before disappearing quickly, sitting up slightly as he removed Kaitlyn's hand from his crotch. "Kait, I've been to the gym. I'm tired. Can we not do this now.", he sighed.

"But I need you.", she moaned softly as she kissed along his jaw, her hands going back to his chest trailing up to grip his shoulders.

Tilting his head down, Dean smirked to himself. He knew that Kaitlyn was basically putty in his hands in this moment, she needed him to ignite the fire what was burning inside of her.

At any given time, he would have done it in a heartbeat, but exhaustion was taking over him more and more.

Taking her hands in his, Dean looked at the lust filled woman beside him. "Look, Kaitlyn. If you let me sleep, I promise you that we will have sex when we wake up."

Hearing this Kaitlyn groaned, pulling her hands away from him and falling back onto the pillows. Closing her eyes, she pondered the thought. If they had done it now she'd probably be doing most of the work, Dean only making a half assed effort.