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This...Ain't Wishes(part 2)

Dean X Reader continued...

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What could I do? Birthday wishes don't just happen accidentally...

At the moment I was clear flat against the door. "When were you going to tell me you starred in a porno, let alone went snooping around my room Y/N??" I was frozen in my place with my mouth shut but I wanted to say so much to him. To flip him off, to get the answers I needed and wanted, but his death glare kept preventing that. "Girl gets curious, she likes to snoop around." It sounded more of a question then an answer to me and him. "Snooping around? I leave for a few hours and you snoop around? That's your excuse?" Now he was dangerously close and was making me a little more scared then I should be. His green eyes boring into my soul as I averted my own to the book in his hands. "And a porno? When were you to tell me this?" "I wasn't. I never told any of my friends because I never had any. And if I told you and Sam you both would probably buy all of them. Just so you could watch and look at them yourselves." His muscles seemed to rapidly flex and relax all in one which made me wonder what it was like to have them lift me up. Maybe twirl me around and pull me into a hug or a kiss. But at the moment that wasn't my situation as of right now. "Besides I'm not into those things anymore. I quit for a reason." He just looked me straight in the eye and smirked. "Yea you were one hell of a porn star." Before I could eject the situation, his plump lips swallowed mine. Sucking, kissing and everything possible to try and get me to moan or make some noise for him. I was surprised that he decided to make such a move. Let alone even take a liking into a person such as myself. When he finished he pulled away and looked at me. "Had to find out what it was like kissing a famous porn star." He smirked and used his hands to push me more against the door if it was even humanly possible. "I kind of even want to see that perfect body of yours. Seeing you in those lingerie clothes just takes my breath away." Once he said perfect body it brought back the memory of that gorgeous scar I have on the flat of my stomach. This is when I pushed him away slightly and rubbed my face. He seemed to even look confusedly at me. "Dean I-...I can't do this. You know our lives and what we do. It's to risky." Though that wasn't my main point, it was the best I came up with. "Common, I'm right here to keep you safe. Forget hunting rules. This isn't the worlds room, it's my room and I make the rules in here." Suddenly he was attacking my neck, kissing up and down quickly finding my pulse. I was expecting him to say something else, maybe say that it was probably correct and we should stop. But the man just kept up his work, he completely left out all the hunting rules. "Dean seriously. I'm not that same person I use to be. This isn't me, I'm a changed person." Once his hands found their way under my shirt, I shoved him away. "I said no Dean." He looked heart broken but confused like he just saw something gruesome. "What was that? What's under your shirt?" It suddenly hit me and he knew that something was under my shirt. "There's nothing under--" "Take off your shirt Y/N." "No." when he heard the sternness in my voice he attacked me and I was suddenly pinned down on his bed. "Enough Dean! Enough!!" Struggling in his grasp, I knew I was failing seeing how considerably strong he was. But before I could kick him off, he ripped my shirt in half and stopped. Sitting up and staring at me like I was disgusting. He just continued looking at the crooked scar just beneath my left breast on my rib cage. My hands could only grab the pillow and hide my face, I couldn't bare to see anymore of the staring. "This-...This is what you've been hiding this entire time?" I didn't answer, just sat up and backed off, slightly hiding the scar. "Hey you have no reason to be ashamed of a scar." He pulled the pillow from my face only to put hope into my spirit. "Don't ever be ashamed of your scars. They aren't something you should shame yourself for. To be honest, it makes you all the more sexier." This time his lips were tenderly pressed to mine drawing me closer to the wanting need of attention between my legs. His hands squeezing my hips pulling me closer to him as he kissed away the pain. "Now how about I take that scar off your mind and do something a little more.... 'FUN'." Everything stopped and billions of ideas came haunting my brain. Kinks, kinky words, what to say, how to move the right way, and how to say his name. In seconds he was under me like a submissive female, though he wasn't. "If it's fun you want, it's fun you'll get big boy." Pulling his shirt from his chest, I smile and run my fingers over his torso. Kissing his neck, the trail of kisses led down to his
V- Line. His eyes following me as I moved with agility. "Pucker up daddy." Waisting no fumbling on the button, I unbutton his pants and zipper and pull them down with his boxers. His erection saying hello and standing straight out. "You ready Dean?" "Y/N wait I....oh fuck!" His head rolled back and his fingers dug into his brown and blonde hair. My mouth taking him hole and as deep as I could take him. Luckily my gag reflex was under control, though the man was half way down my throat. Humming it sends vibrations all around him as my tongue twists around his length. "Y/N...ugh..god your a freak. So much...hmm..that I love you." I had nearly choked on him as soon as I heard the last part. Hollowing out is a way to pull a man closer to his edge and is sure to earn noises. His sharp intake of breath had me giggling as he bucked his hips, thrusting further down my throat. My head sliding up and down at a steady pace hollowing out hard and light. His moans and sharp breaths had him throwing himself over the edge. Not to mention sucking off his tip. "Keep this up and you'll be officially...uh...eating me.." continuing my little charade, he's groaning and moaning under my hands. In an instant, he moaned a little louder and let out a string of curses, letting his seed flow down my throat. Wiping my mouth he pants as I straddle him on the bed pushing against his hardening erection. "Holy-...holy fuck Y/N." he was stunned which made me giggle. "Oh a game is this~?" With one swift flip I was now underneath of him and at his mercy. "Trust me baby, this ain't about me." "Oh.." pushing his erection to my core he whispers in my ear and laughs at my little squeal. "But it is.." his hand had found its way south and under my jeans and underwear. His fingers sliding in and out of my folds and rubbing deliciously everywhere. It sent sparks through my nerves and had me sent all the way to oblivion. "Mmhhmm...fuck Dean." His two fingers already sliding into me as he thumbed my clit. My back arching against him and my legs siding to the point of resting flatly against the bed. His lips had found my mouth and tongue as his other hand found the clasp to my bra. "Uhhh~" "Relax baby, this is only the beginning." That was what scared me but turned up the fire in me. When his hands came out of my pants, he was slipping his off along with mine. His lips never leaving mine as we both stripped free of our clothes. "Dean." My moans eliciting everywhere, making me sure Sam could hear what exactly was going on in here. "Hold on doll." His lips moved from mine and trailed all the way from my neck, past each breast, and to the scar on my ribcage. "Your so gorgeous. With or without a scar." He kissed it and made sure he even showed it some love making me feel less unconfident. He had finally made it all the way to my pubic bone as his tongue quickly found its way through me. The moans and curses weren't planned nor were they meant to be as loud as they were. "God...dammit Dean!" His lips had sucked my clit right through into his mouth as he slid his fingers into me and curled them. My mind leaving me and racing off to pleasure island, my teeth had bit down on my bottom lip. I had honestly never felt the way I had, even in my porn star days. His teeth nibbling slightly, had caused me to gasp and throw my head even further back as my hips flew forward and my back took its place in the air. "D-Dean...don't s-stop~...." his chuckles and flicks of his tongue nearly had me screaming like never before. The moans could most likely be heard from the other end of the bunker. With his fingers curling against my sweet spot and his tongue massaging my clit. I could barely think enough to know which was worse. That familiar burning sensation had ended quicker then it had started seeing as he stopped and crawled his way up my body. His green eyes studying everything and even my own. "I'm so glad god created you..." he trailed off and planted a kiss along my neck and sighed. "Why?" He had to pause and look me dead in the eye and slightly smile. "Because everything is made of perfection in gods eyes." Without further ado he was kissing me again and pulling my hips closer to his. I hadn't even thought about it until I felt his friend pressing against my own wetness. Before I could object he pushed, no, more like slammed in. It hadn't hurt but it was tight. The man was large. It had been atleast 8 years since I had a dick in me, which is too long. His movements had stopped and he looked at me concerned. "Are you alright??" Apparently to him I had done something to concern him. I honestly wasn't expecting him to take full force and push in as quickly as he did. No, I was waiting for him to ease in. "Yea, Y-yea. You just caught me off guard." "Well, good then. I plan to do that all night." At the end of his words I smiled and pulled him into a kiss allowing his tongue to roam. When his hips moved I hadn't really meant to moan as quickly as I did. And he was only pulling out! "I guess someone's going to be easier than I thought~" damn straight I was! I hadn't been screwed for a few years so of course this all felt really touchy. His hips eventually set a rhythm rocking in and out, moving his pelvis around making me a moaning mess. His cock touching in places I never knew existed, and his pelvis rolling so fluently it was almost mesmerizing. But tonight I was in charge, so in one swift movement, I was on top. He was surprised that I had managed to move his heavy built body under me without any problems. Leaning in to his ear I smirked and whispered. "Tonight's my treat~" without giving him time to think, my hips rolled teasingly and earned a low growl from him. His hands eventually finding my hips and me finding a perfect rhythm on top. The bouncing soon became consistent and it seemed to bore him. When I got off and climbed on all fours it seemed to spark his interest. He firmly planted himself inside and began pounding restlessly at an eagerly fast pace and plenty of moans being screamed everywhere. No doubt in my mind Sam would have left by now. After a few minutes of doggy style my hands couldn't hold my weight so I sat back and rode him with my back to him. His hands roamed everywhere, caressing each part of my skin sending fire straight to the strange yet so familiar coil in the pit of my stomach. With every thrust I could feel the orgasm taking its course and my moans becoming erratic. "Mhmm..Dean. Faster. Uh~ I feel it..." his low moans and deep chuckle made me feel all the more turned on and burned the fuel and fire quicker. His hands continuing the careening sensation and his lips sucking a mark onto my neck, I wasn't sure what was reality and what was fantasy. Unfortunately, for my better good, it was reality and it was AWESOME. Suddenly I felt the coil in me snap and my body felt like jello, as the streams of curses made their presence. "FUCK!? Shit! Shit! Shit! Dean!!"  "That's right, cum for me, my little pornstar~" "Uh~ D-Dean..." in moments of my walls tightening around him I felt the same familiar spurt of hot cum. It felt like the other many times it had, but that sex wasn't as great as this one had been. Collapsing on the bed next to him after pulling out, we laid in exhaustion. "WOW..." was all Dean could say to me. Honestly, I was thinking the same thing. "That was the best sex yet..best BIRTHDAY PRESENT yet.. " his expression had made me giggle. "Common...in pretty sure...other females have made you...spurt.." he just chuckled and looked at me. "No, it's never happened until now.." it only made me smile more. "Well I guess I'm the first..." sighing I rolled over and looked at him. His perfect green eyes glistening in the light as his smile seemed to stay plastered on his face. The only thing my fingers could do were trace the lines of his tattoo. "And you'll be the last." "Last?" "What? You think your just another one night stand? No your more than that Y/N. You've meant more than that since day one." my heart was fluttering away and all I could think about was how the rest of the days with the Winchesters was going to play out.

But who knows, the Winchesters are mysterious people and very unpredictable. "Whatever the future brings, I'll be fine as long as I'm here with you." He was always that kind of person. The world will never know the real Dean Winchester...