Supernatural One Shots (Smut possible)

Burnin' For You (Dean x Reader)

The boys were away, hunting a werewolf a few states over, leaving the bunker all to yourself. You decided to sit this hunt out and let the boys have some much-needed guy time. Plus, you weren't all too comfortable with werewolves because of your past.

When you were younger, your father was a hunter, but protected you from this life. Your father was hunting a mated pair of werewolves, and effectively killed the male mate while the female ran off during the fight. He couldn't find the female that night, so he decided to wait till the next full moon to look for her.

Boy, was that a mistake.

The female found your house, seeking revenge for her lost mate. On her way to attack your father, she found your room. Your father had done a great job at hiding his job from you that when the werewolf attacked you in your bedroom at 15, you didn't know that monsters were real, it freaked you out to say the least.

Your father saved you in time, obviously, but not quick enough. The female had raked down your left side with her nails, leaving deep gouges in your side. These eventually scarred over, leaving you with a physical reminder of that night for forever.

After becoming a hunter, you always tried to steer clear of any werewolf hunts just in case. You didn't want to freeze up during a hunt and then get yourself killed.

You had talked to Dean earlier and knew the boys weren't going to be back until tomorrow night, which left you free to do as you please. So, with the boys gone, you were blasting classic rock through your earbuds, cleaning and dancing around the bunker in a t-shirt and underwear. You made your way through the bunker, leaving the kitchen to be cleaned last.

You were singing to Burnin' For You by Blue Oyster Cult, swinging your hips to the beat, while scrubbing against the kitchen counter.

"Home in the darkness

Home on the highway

Home isn't my way

Home will never be"

You stopped signing along to verbally cuss out the boys, "Fucking Winchesters!" You had been scrubbing at stuck on food on the counter for 5 minutes without it really budging. A thin layer of sweat was starting to break out across your skin from the exertion, when it finally budged. You couldn't help but jump a little and cheer, "Yes," from finally getting the last bit of the food off the counter.

The music started to engulf you again, causing your hips to sway again, as you nonchalantly cleaned the rest of the kitchen. Satisfied with how the kitchen looked, you turned around to leave and jumped when you saw a form standing in the doorway, watching you.

You ripped your earbuds out of you ears and hissed at Dean, "What the hell? You scared the shit out of me!" You walked towards him as he eyed you up and down, suddenly making you aware of what you were wearing, "I thought you guys weren't going to be back until tomorrow night?"

Dean smirked, pushing himself off the door way and walking towards you, "We ended up wrapping things up earlier than we thought we would." You nodded and started to walk away to put more clothes on when Dean stopped you. You looked down at his hand around your wrist when he spoke, "Y/N, wait."

You looked at him with furrowed brows, "Yeah, Dean?"

He closed the distance between the two of you, resting his hands on your barely clothed hips, causing your breath to catch in your throat, "Y/N."

Emerald pools dark with lust, were burning through you with lips slightly parted. You don't really know what took over in that instant, or why you did what you did, but you closed the distance, connecting your lips with his. He was a little taken aback at first with your eagerness but melted against you quickly. The kiss was soft but hungry.