Supernatural Smutt, fluff, and whatever you want.

Blow Me Away

Dean X Reader

Smutt

He was sitting at the library table, scrolling down the endless pages of lore. Searching for anything he could find for his brother Sam who was over in Wisconsin. Dean didn't really like researching, though to be honest, it helped them out with everything. Research was Sammy's job, Dean was supposed to be the knight in shinning armor. But the erection evident in his jeans was straining itself to be free, he had to refrain himself from sticking his hands in his pants. The entire week he had been sick from the last hunt you all had gone on. A siren had spat at him in the eyes missing his mouth. It mostly aimed for his eyes more than the mouth but it would have ended badly if it landed in his mouth. He couldn't even find side effects for what had been done. But he was pretty sure a sore erection for a straight week was one of them. And anything he tried wouldn't allow it to go away. Dean had even asked you a couple of times to see if you could check it to see if he missed something. That or didn't see what you could see. But every-time you had come up with an excuse to not do so. So he sat wincing in pain as it just continued to grow harder while he slammed his computer shut. And in a rush he undid his jeans and pulled his hard erection through the front hole of his underwear. It was doing much better now that he wasn't confined to a small space. And just as he had freed himself and sat there relaxing, he sighed contently in discomfort. Sitting there, he took the chance to inspect himself. Red tip: Check. Tightness and sore: Check. Full 10 inches: Major Check. Dean had been sure he didn't miss one detail. But he needed a woman's inspection because slightly touching it now was starting to hurt. "Y/N??" He yelled your name as he sat wincing in more pain. And he smiled when he heard your feet padding down the hall and into the library. He was glad to hear you appear there. "You called?" As soon as he turned your way your eyes shot up to the ceiling. "Uh Dean.. You- uh.. I mean- Your-" he just sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Y/N.. Please I'm begging you. It's starting to hurt. And even slightly touching it puts me in pain. Please Y/N, please please please, just once for one time check it to see if I'm missing something." Dean was down to begging you and you'd never see him in such a state. You'd also never see Dean naked let alone his cock! "Dean I-" when you lowered your eyes to his you could see the plead in his eyes. "Alright fine.." and as soon as you looked down you slightly cursed at yourself. The man was large. Quite possibly 9 or 10 inches! And it looked really sore, looking pretty bad. "Damn Dean, this looks really bad." He just rolled his eyes as you inspected what you could see. To see all of it would mean touching it, so you got on your hands and knees. "How bad does it hurt to touch it?" "Really fucking bad." "Well to get a good look at it, I have to move it around. And I, well I don't know-" "Just do it. As long as you find out what's wrong with—AH!" When your fingers gently moved it to the side, he tensed up and pulled away. Though he couldn't go anywhere since he was in a chair. "Dean please just try your best to relax, ok?" "Yea well, I can't help that my cock is swollen to the point it might explode." You just sighed as you moved it around as gently as you could. "Well I know your problem." "Good what the hell is it?" "Well, you can get rid of it, but it's gonna have to happen like really soon. It's the side effects of the siren getting you sick. Nausea, headaches, and painful erections are the main ones. But the erections grow until they basically explode. Or pop like a zit. You most likely have an hour or two left. And to get rid of this, you need to ejaculate." "Well I don't want to loose my dick!? I've tried everything! Masturbating, watching pornos! You name it I tried!" He was freaking out and rambling on holding his face in his hands. But you knew just how to get rid of it. And as soon as your hand gently slid down his long shaft he tensed up and tore his hands away from his face. "What are you-" And before he could finished you squeezed gently and pumped him slowly. His groans falling from his lips as you helped ease the erection down. "Y-Y/N..." his hand grabbed your wrist to pull you away, but your lips had attached to his head and eased your way down his long ten inches. "Fuck!" And you watched as his head threw back in ecstasy instead of pain. And once you made it all the way to the bottom you pulled all the way up and licked circles all the way back down the side of him. "Y-Y/N..."  his voice was shaky as you let your tongue rub across the slit at his tip. He could even feel the pressure build as you worked your way with him. Secretly you played it off as the shy type. But deep down on the inside you were a sex monster. You avoided Dean because you had trouble hiding the fact that you wanted to yank down those jeans. Rip his boxers off his toned bowed legs and blow the hell out of the man. But now you actually were so you played by your rules, carefully. "Y-Y/N, st-" you cut him off with another deep intake of him. This time sliding all the way down until all of him was half way down your throat. His one hand gripped the chair so tight his knuckles ran white as his other held onto your Y/C/H hair. And with each time you sucked your way down on him he continued to get harder and harder till the point he could not anymore. All of what you were doing drove him insane and he could even prove to himself he'd never felt anything like this before. His eyes watched every movement you made, every trick and every noise. He could even feel the orgasm building up quicker than it should have. And suddenly he watched as you took him out of your mouth and climbed into his lap. "Wh-" but before he could get a full word out of his mouth your lips attacked his. His hands hovered over your hips as your right hand still held his manhood and the other held onto his neck. And yet again you could feel him harden even more as his calloused hands gripped your hips. "Just shut up and kiss me Dean." You said quickly in between lip locking kisses as your hand slowly slid up and down his shaft. Which earned that sweet delicious moan of his. And in the midst of your session Dean's phone rang. But of course the caller ID was Sam. So Dean used most of the strength he had left and grabbed the phone as your lips left his and attacked his neck. "Y-yes Sammy?" You smiled as he tried to compose some of himself while on the phone with his brother. "Hey you ok man?" Without thinking, you tightened your hand jerked upward towards his tip causing him to almost yelp in sheer pleasure. "Y-yup. I'm fine Sammy, just in a little pain. How's the case coming along??" His voice was somewhat shaky but that just made your grin even bigger. You would have never imagined Dean Winchester having such a hard time in composing himself. Let alone allowing you to dominate him like this. But all of this was to help him, none of it was supposed to be put towards feelings. Although you were having a fiesta causing him to be such an emotional reck right now. "That's great, uh. Sammy I'll give you a call back in about twenty minutes, I gotta. Uh. Take a shower." "This early? What, did you go and spill coffee on you or something?" Your smirk danced around as you moved your hand faster, tighter. The lump in his throat showed how much he wanted to moan but was holding back everything he had. "Y-Yeah I guess you could say that." After the few minutes of saying good byes, he threw his phone away and roughly kissed you back. This only made you pump your hand faster as he sucked in a sharp intake of air. Only allowing your lips to hover over his as you toyed roughly with him. "Mhmm, Dean Winchester. What an affect I'm having on you~" he only growled and tightened his grip on your thighs. Your hand speeding up even faster and tighter as his mouth dropped open letting a loud moan escape. His neck wide open, you attacked it with your lips and nipped at him with your teeth. This only made him chuckle as you squeezed even tighter causing him to flinch in pure ecstasy. "If you g-go any harder, you'll be officially jacking me o-off~" This gave you the hint to slow down the fast hard treatment, and climb back on your knees swallowing him whole again. This only made him moan even louder at your actions. The faster you took him in, the quicker his climax rushed along. And in no time at all, he let out a loud throaty moan. It was warm and thick, maybe a little tasty but you swallowed all that he gave you. And when you stood up you smiled as his chest heaved up and down staring directly at you. Your smirk disappeared as he stood and pinned you to the nearest wall causing you to squeak. "That.." the smirk on his face was enough to wet your panties even more as you knew he was still hangin out. "Was fucking hot.." the kiss he had given you soon after his words made you smile. "But don't think you can just blow the shit out of me and walk away. Oh no princess, your in for something else tonight." And your smile turned into a grin as his grip tightened flipping you around facing the wall. With your hands pinned behind you and your legs spread apart. He took the chance to wiggle his fingers past your denim shorts and into your underwear. Just his simple touch to your pussy made you moan loudly. His deep chuckle could have just possibly made you wetter. "Mhmm, your wet already~" after taking his hands out of your shorts, he shimmied the bottom half of your clothes to your feet. Without even waiting, he slipped right into you causing you to squeak as his thickness stretched you out. Although you couldn't complain, this was what you've wanted since you met the guy. And man did it feel fantastic to feel him screwing the shit out of you. "Now we're gonna have some some fun. You are gonna bend over that table and be a good little princess~" his words made you shiver and before he pulled out he made a quick thrust causing a moan o escape your throat. And after you had done what you were told, he waisted no time. He didn't even have to look for your g-spot when thrusting in you fully. "Jesus!" It was high pitched but you felt Dean lean forward and nip at your neck. "My names Dean baby~" "Well, your gonna have to do better than that if you want to hear me scream your name. And BEG for you to fuck me harder~" you heard his chuckle but moaned as he hit you with a few surprise thrusts hitting your G-spot right on. "Holy fuck!" In a instant he had your hands pinned behind you again as he went full force on you causing you to drool all over the table. "Oh Dean!" "There we go~" you weren't expecting any of this out of him, but it seemed like his relentless pounding made you feel like pudding. "Ah! Dean!" Before you knew he pulled you back into the nearest chair with him as you sat in his lap causing him to inch his way deeper into you. "Ah!" "Common Baby~ Beg~" "N-No fucking way W-Winchester.." after hearing your denial, his legs spread yours wide with his and fucked you furiously from behind. "My god Dean! Ah!" His lips sucking on your neck, his hips snapping his long cock straight up into you, and his fingers circling our clit cause you to moan uncontrollably. Your back against his chest, and your hands holding onto his hips for dear life, you were close to begging him to go faster and harder. But you moved again, and your back on the table facing him this time. "I'm gonna give you one last chance.." he whispered in your ear humping you slowly, teasing you as much as possible. "Screw you Dean~" "You are~" And once again he snapped his hips faster causing your back to arch. You loved the way he made you feel and everything he did made your toes curl and your legs spread even wider. "F-Fuck Dean! Right there!" And this made him smile as he slowed down his pace teasing you once again. "I'm sorry I didn't quite hear you~" you rolled your eyes using what little strength you had to use your feet to push his hips flush against your own. "Fuck me Dean, screw me so damn hard, I won't be able to walk for a week~" And your wish was granted as his face buried in your neck and his hips sped up hitting you straight on as hard as possible. "Dean!" Your legs even wrapping around his waist as you held onto his shoulders. Your nails digging into his back as hard as possible causing him to moan. And suddenly you felt yourself getting dangerously close to the edge. "D-Dean...I..I.." you felt a harsh sucking on your pulse as your walls tightened causing you to moan loudly and cum. "DEAN!" Dean wasn't far behind either and just as he shot forward he spilt his loud into you, cumming shortly after you had. You both laid there panting as he chuckled deeply. "We...should do this...again." He panted into your chest as you smiled. "Which part?? Me blowing the shit out of you or you fucking me as hard as possible?" He stood up and pulled out helping you sit up as he smiled at you. "Both." He gave you one last kiss before helping you to the bathroom and cleaning up the mess you both made in the library.

About 2 days after your little fiasco, Sam was finally home and sitting in the library with you and Dean. His computer open along with endless books, you sat reading your own while Dean sat two seats to your left. "I'm gonna go grab a beer you boys want one?" "Sure." It made you giggle as they both spoke in unison. And just as you stood up and took a step, you stumbled and tried to catch your balance. "Yo are you ok?" You heard Sam stand up but you waved him away as you limped into the kitchen and back with the beers. "Don't worry about it Sammy. She'll be limping for a couple more days~" Sam looked at you confusedly as Dean spoke again. "Hey don't bother being confused Sammy, she's the one who begged for it~" And your face flustered as you heard him snicker at you. Sam instantly realized and went back to his computer completely grossed out. "Gross, forget I asked that question." And as soon as he looked away, you shot Dean a glare. "Careful Y/N, last time someone looked at me like that, I got laid~" "Stop verbally fucking each other in front of me!" You giggled and went back to reading your book. This was going to be a long week for you.