Supernatural OneShots

**The Alpha of my Dreams**

(A/N) : I wrote this all in one night, within two hours. And just a side note, but y'all better be lucky I decided to use the word "panties" because I swear I gag when I say it out loud. But because it fit, I decided to use it. Enjoy the read!

He could smell me. I knew he could. It didn't matter how far I ran, or how long, he could still track me by my scent. I knew it was bad to go on a supply run when I knew my heat would interfere, but I had to.
I was standing there in the store, trying to figure out what cereal I wanted, the one with little marshmellows or the peanut butter flavored cereal. Then, I felt my heat soaking my panties, and I stifled a gasp. It was half-way painful from the throbbing of my insides, and I needed some relief. I had been off the heat control pill for a while, trying to go back to natural. An Omega my age should be getting ready to breed, not subdue the heat. But that has consequences. And I was about to suffer the worst one.
So there I was, leaning against the shelves for support as I writhed in pain. That's when I heard it. I heard a growl that made my panties completely drenched in absolutely no time at all. I almost moaned. I'd never heard a growl like that. And that made me realize that it didn't come from just any Alpha. It came from my Alpha.
No! I wasn't ready to meet him! Not today! I don't look cute at all! I mean, I'm wearing jeans and a pink sweatshirt, and my mousey brown hair is a complete mess. I couldn't meet him today! I left my things in my basket on the floor, and ran out of the store as quickly as I could. I had hoped he didn't see me. But I knew he had caught my scent. He was ready for me. But I was scared.
I ran as far as I could. All the way to the motel on the outskirt of town, and booked a room quickly. With any luck, he'll lose my scent or trace it back to my apartment.
I unlock the motel room door, and get inside, closing and locking it swiftly. I run into the bathroom, and lock the door, sitting on the cool tiled floor, my back against the tub. He won't find me here.
I sigh, the throbbing inside getting worse. Maybe it wouldnt be so bad if we met. I mean, my heats wouldn't be so bad anymore, if I did mate with him. And yeah, I'm scared, but I should also think about him too. I'm sure his ruts are gonna be worse, now that he knows we're in the same town. I can't feel selfish and only think of myself! There's two of us suffering here. Both sides of the relationship. We can't keep having to do it ourselves...can we?
Speaking of which, I'm already rubbing myself through my jeans, thinking about him having to help himself out. I close my eyes, sliding my hand into my panties, running my fingers through my wet folds. I think to myself, "Think Ally...what do you think he looks like? What's his voice sound like?" I immediately begin to wonder, my mind escaping to a daydream, making myself moan in the process. God I hope he's tall, and gorgeous. With pink lips I'd want against my skin. Striking eyes that could hold a conversation with me or say the words that he can't find. A comforting and secure embrace. A cute body; not too skinny since I'm not exactly a model. Someone who can make me laugh, and someone to let me cry in his arms. Someone to let me hold him when he's down. I honestly could go on forever, but a jiggling noise pulls me away from my thoughts, and I realize.
He found me!
A voice on the other side of the door says, "Uh...are you okay?" I don't answer, not sure if that's the guy from the store, aka "my Alpha". He adds, "I sensed you in...the store. I just wanted to...umm...see if you were alright." My hand moves in my panties suddenly, and I bite my lip to hold in a noise. But he doesn't. He growls, muttering under his breath, "Fuck." I smirk, then hear him slide down the door. There's a zipper noise, and he asks, oddly calm, "C-can you...can you please come out?" I shake my head, then realize he can't see me, so I reply, "No, I... I'm scared... I dunno why..." I can imagine him pumping his cock slowly, right there, on the other side of the door. I slide closer to the door, wanting to get his scent as he does. I breathe in, and get the faint smell of whiskey and hot leather. I can hear him taking deep breathes, then he says, "I would never hurt you... I couldn't bring myself to hurt you. Ever. Sweetheart...what's your name?" I say, my cheek pressed against the door, wanting to be as close to him as possible, "Alliana...or Ally if you'd like." He replies, "I like it...its beautiful. I'm Dean...I uhh... I'm an Alpha...actually I might be your...Alpha"
A shiver runs down my spine at the words "your Alpha". I breathe, "H-how do you know?" He answers, "Your scent caught me off-guard, sweetheart. I was just looking for bacon, then I smelt you, and sudddenly I was thinking of thick thighs, brown eyes, and mating you..." I accidentally moaned, and he asks, with a hint of cockiness in his voice, "Oh, you like that, don't you? You like when your Alpha talks about you, right sweetheart? Well maybe if I actually saw you, I could give you more." I pout, even though he can't see, and say, "Well... I'm not exactly the prettiest thing..." He immediately replies, demandingly, "Oh no, you're the most stunning thing on this goddamn earth! You are my Omega, and you do not call yourself anything less than pretty, understand?" At that moment, I was struggling to unlock the door. I wasn't going to keep myself from this guy who just called me beautiful, and who literally told me he wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't dream of hurting me. A gentleman and an Alpha? What a rare combination, and I was not about to pass it up. Dean must hear me trying to get the door open because he shifts, the sound of him moving on the other side of the door. He says, "Come on Princess, don't keep us apart. Open the door...is it stuck?" I whimper, my hands shaking, "I think I jammed it... I'm sorry." I feel like I might burst into tears but Dean replies, "Nonono, it's alright, princess. Lucky for you, your Alpha is a master at picking locks. You'll be out of there in no time, don't panic sweetheart" I watch the doorknob move as he attempts to pick the lock. I completely trust him to get me out. Seeing as I'm being quiet, he continues, "Good girl, just breathe. I'll have you safe and sound in my arms in no time. There's no need to panic. Things happen, it's going to be okay" I hear the lock click finally, and the door swings open, arms pulling me out immediately. He takes my breath away. Almost literally, I gasped at the sight of him, and he just chuckled cutely. Beautiful green eyes, freckles decorating his face with a bit of fresh stubble, pink soft-looking lips, and soft brown spikes of hair. Not only that, but he looks tall. And he's muscular so I'm not even close to having a wider body than him. He pulls me to my feet with him as he towers over me, never letting me go. We meet each others eyes, me looking up at him, and he says, a hand on my cheek, "Hi there...damn, you are stunning!" I giggle, blush spreading across my cheeks. I reply, "And you're the most handsome thing I've ever seen" He smirks, "Thanks...we can talk later, but right now, all I wanna do is mate you...right here, right now" I don't even have time to reply because he smashes his lips against mine, and rips off my shirt with just one yank. I push off his jacket, as our mouthes move together, and my hands travel up to his hair for a moment. I reach down, and rip off his shirt with almost equal force. He pulls down my pants, and I kiss his shoulder, him kissing my stomach as he works off my jeans. I moan, wanting the feeling of his mouth on me to never go away. He plops me on the bed, climbing on top of me, then he sucks and kisses his way down my body, as I whimper, watching him leave marks everywhere. He pulls off my bra, tossing it to the floor, and drops his jeans next to them, along with his boxers. By this time, I'm drooling. I can see exactly how long he is, and just...whoa. I want that inside me. I stifle a moan, biting my lip, as Dean pulls down my panties...with his teeth. Looks like I got myself a talented Alpha too. But all I want to know right now is if he can make me scream. He flings my panties on the floor, climbing up my body, his cock pressed against my stomach, and our faces so close that our noses are almost touching. He whispers, "You ready princess?" I smirk, and kiss his bottom lip, hoping he takes that as a yes. He grabs my hands, and throws them around his neck. I grab onto him as he slides into me, slowly. I moan, "Ohh...wow..." Dean moans deeply, thrusting at a slow and steady pace, letting me adjust to his size. Which by the way, feels like he might split me open. That's how big he is. I moan with every thrust, wanting him to go deeper and harder already. I spread my legs wider, ans he takes it, going deeper, as I moan, "Mmm...fuck yes... Fuck!... So good..." But then, he does something I wasn't expecting. He pins my arms above my head, and immediately starts slamming into me as I gasp. He growls, "Take it babygirl. You know you wanted your Alpha's cock buried inside you, didn't you? I'm gonna make you cum so hard, you scream my name!" I moan loudly, "Fuck! Oh fuck yes! Fuck Alpha yes!!" He pulls out for a moment, but only to flip me over on my stomach, pulling me back against him. He slides back in, and continues to pound my pussy, as I try to keep my knees from giving out. He grips my hips hard, as I moan louder and louder with each connection of our bodies. He continues to go deeper inside me as he growls, "Fuck babygirl, you're so tight... I could fuck you all damn day" I whimper at his words. I would love for him to stay in bed with me all day, honestly. I feel his hands traveling up my body, then he's hovering over me, his chest and stomach pressed against my back, as he fucks me like an animal would. He moves my hair away from my neck as he's thrusting, most likely thinking that I'm not paying any attention by the way I'm moaning. His teeth graze my neck but not before he slams his hips into me, hitting that sweet spot dead-on, making me gush like a fountain. At the exact same time, he bites down on my neck. The pain shooting through my neck mixed with the pure ecstasy of him inside me, pounding my sweet spot, causes me to scream his name. He was about to pull out as he's licking up the blood from his marking, but I say, "Wait Dean... Cum inside me... Please..." He asks, kissing my ear, "You sure princess?" I reply, "Yes... Please, you're my Alpha, Dean. You're my mate...breed me..." I practically hear him smirk, as he starts thrusting again, my parts being so sensitive that my walls squeeze him tight. He moans my name, and cums, filling me up with the hot thick liquid. I moan, "ahh-mmm Alpha", as he milks it out, thrusts getting slower. He pulls out gently, then I roll over as he lays down, holding me against him. Both of us are sticky and sweaty, but happy and trying to come down from the high we created. Dean looks at me for a moment, and I ask softly, "What? What is it?" He smiles, replying, "I think I'm in love with you" I giggle sleepily, "Me too... And not just because of the sex... You're my Alpha, Dean. I'm gonna end up in love with you no matter what" He chuckles, and kisses my head. He says, pulling me even closer, "I bet you're a pretty cool chick, right? My Omega is amazing, I already get the feeling." I smile, saying, "I mean, not to brag about myself, but I guess I'm cool." I lean in and kiss him gently. He's cute. And I'm glad I finally got out of that bathroom. Who knew I'd have such a kind and super dominant Alpha? That's exactly what I wanted. He's exactly what I wanted. Guess some dreams do come true!