Supernatural Smut

Cute and Angry (Dean Winchester x Reader)

"Can I buy you a drink?" A man walks up to me, I smile and nod.

"That sounds nice" I flirt. "I'm Y/N"

"Y/N, a beautiful name for a beautiful women" I bite my lip, still smiling. 

"And you are?" I question.

"Dominic" the man replies. "Dominic rivers"

I nod and he calls the bartender over, buying me a beer.

"Now," he begins. "What's a beautiful lady like yourself doing at a bar like this"

I giggle a little bit. "Just having a little fun." I reply back. He nods and takes a drink of his beer.

I can feel Dean's gaze on me, it makes me smile even more.

"Well you know...." the man drags "I know a place that we can have even more fun" I grin. "And that is?" I question.

"My place" he answers "just a couple minutes away."

I stand up from my seat and smile. "Lead the way."

The man grabs my hand and leads me to the door, I take the chance to glance at Dean. He's furious, jumping out of his seat, and running over to us.

He tears my hand from the mans and pulls me to his side.

"What's the big deal man!" The guy insists. Dean clenches his jaw.

"The big deal is you're not leaving here with my girl" he growls, i secretly grin.

"I don't recall being 'your girl'" I tease. Dean drags me away from man and out of the bar. He doesn't stop to say a single word to me, just puts me in the front seat of the impala.

He drives quick, dragging me into the bunker as soon as he can. He finally lets me go when we get inside his room. He shuts the door.

"What the hell (Y/N)?" He insists. I try to keep a straight face, I lick my lips.  He seems to get the message.

"You think it's cute when I'm angry?" He growls. I smile slightly, looking up to meet his gaze. "Well buckle up sweet heart because I'm about to get so fucking adorable."

He takes a couple steps forward, he's gentle at first. His hand rises to caress my face, I lean into his touch.

"Such a bad girl" he whisper's. His hand slides down to my chin and jerks my face up, forcing me to meet his gaze, I let out a soft whimper, he grins, I'm breath taken.

"Tell me..." he whispers into my ear "was he worth it?"

Dean quickly turns me around and pushes me onto the bed. He holds the upper part of my body up with his arms while my knees rest at the end of the mattress, my body faces away from him.

His hands travel upwards, stopping at my breasts, I can feel his breath on my neck.

"Dean" I breath out. Despite not being able to see the man, I know he's grinning.

"Yes sweetheart?" He teases. His thumbs make a circular motion the pad of my breast. I groan at his teasing. 

"Hmm!" I call out, "please!?!"