Supernatural BSM

What Do You Want?- Sister Y/N

A/N:
Before the story starts, I just want to say, a friend of mine, Lupita_0322 ,wrote this one and she's just letting me use it in my book. Okay, that's all. Enjoy this chapter!!!
              Sincerely Yours,
                            Whore.with.wings

    Being a Winchester meant moving from town to town and always being the new kid at school. You wanted to hunt but Sam and Dean tried to give you a normal life which meant being stuck in classes with a bunch of idiots for 6 hours a day, 5 days a week. You loathed it. You knew everything about hunting. And you hated having to sit out the big hunts in which Sam and Dean needed help.

  For once you had stayed in a town for 2 months to get to know some people at school and made some friends. You had even gotten invited to a party from the hottest guy in school. (You're probably cringing right now...I know but bare with me)  

    You knew that there was no way in hell Sam or Dean would let you go to this party. The party started at 11 pm on a Tuesday night. A school night. Chances are that there was gonna be booze at the party. 

   You didn't bother asking either of them because you knew that they were going to say no. You decided to sneak out and get your friend to drive you. 

   It was around 8:30 and you were getting up to leave Sam and deans motel room to go to your own. 

   You fake a yawn and stretch on the couch, " guys, I think I'm gonna head back to my room and knock out. I'm kinda tired."  You lie. 

  "Are you feeling okay (Y/N)?" Sam looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed together. 

  " Yea I'm okay, just tired. I'm gonna work on some math homework and then go to sleep." 

   "Nerd." Dean mumbles.

  "I heard that!"  You scold, " I'll be in my room."  You grab your things and walk over to your room.  You decide to take a shower and pull out your outfit that you always packed just in case this opportunity showed itself. 

   A tight black mini skirt, a white tube top, strappy heels and a black jean jacket.  You set it down on the bathroom sink and began stripping yourself from your clothes to take a shower. 

   After the shower, you waited until it was 10 and started changing, fixing your hair and doing a bit of makeup before texting your friend to see if he was on his way. 

   At 10:45, you got a message from him saying he was outside. All you had to do now as run past your brother's room, which had its curtains still open, and get in his car. 

   You successfully got to the party and after a few drinks, you were tipsy. You started talking to the senior that had invited you to the party and he led you upstairs to his room. 

   "Thanks for inviting me." You looked in his hazel eyes. He was about 5 foot 10. 

   "No, thank you for coming." He chuckled as leaned in and crashed his lips onto yours. He nibbled at your bottom lip asking  to allow him for more access. You parted your lips to grant him access and moaned slightly into his mouth as he gripped your hips. 

  Here you were with this guy, who's a year older than you, making out and you couldn't think straight as to what would happen if Sam and Dean knew you had snuck out.

He led you over to his bed and took off his shirt. 

Damn, that body. 

He caught you staring, "Like what you see?" 

He smirked.

  You trailed your hand up his abs and toned chest as you sat up and pulled him down for another kiss. This one was more aggressive and lustful. 

   He removed your jacket and slid his hand under your skirt to grope your ass. He moved down the side of your neck, nibbling at the soft flesh—most likely leaving hickies.

   You were too lost in how his lips felt on your skin that you didn't notice the door bust open. 

  When you heard your name being shouted your eyes shot open. Standing in the doorframe was your eldest brother with heat practically rolling off of him. You were frozen with fear. 

   He got a grip of your wrist and dragged you out of that house into the impala. He was pissed. He didn't say a word until a few minutes of driving. His knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel. 

   "What the hell were you thinking Y/N!?" He looked over at you, " and what the hell are you wearing? Because I cannot, for the life of me, remember buying you those skimpy clothes." 

   You stayed silent, "So now you aren't going to talk?" He sounded annoyed, " okay, fine by me, I'll talk. What were you thinking, sneaking out ? It wasn't that hard to notice that you were acting weird so, after 10:30, we heard your door close and We tracked your phone. Did you think you were going to get away with it? But no, the clothes and sneaking out are just the cherry on top. You were locked in a room alone with some guy you don't even know about to lose your virginity! You cannot do this, you can't look for some new guy in every town, and have a one night stand."

He is such a hypocrite. 

You snapped, " oh shut up Dean! It's not like you never snuck out and did shit like this. And you are sure one to talk." 

"Excuse me?" He raised an eyebrow 

   "Oh please" you laughed sarcastically. If you were sober you would have never talked to him like this. 

   "You are sssuch a hypocrite! You have one night stands on a daily bases when we go out on hunts. Y-you say that I can't do this, yet you do constantly." You began to slur your words. 

   "Y/n? Are you drunk??" He looked away from the road to look at you. 

   "Maayyybe." You felt the car come to a stop. And the engine turned off. 
  
   "I'm not going to take you home until you explain yourself." 

   You sat in silence for a few minutes before speaking, " you wanna know why I snuck out? Why I'm wearing these clothes? Why I decided to get drunk and was close to losing my v-card? And why I haven't said as much as I would have if I was sober? Maybe it's because I'm embarrassed by the fact that you caught me in the middle of something with a guy. I knew that you would say no to this party, but I was tired of always being locked up and feeling like I'm always the outsider while you and Sam save the fucking world! So if you wanted to give me a normal life, that's fine. I'm going to sneak out, and rebel like any other normal teenager would! But see you don't fucking like me being involved in hunting, and now you don't like me being a normal kid so what the hell do you want from me Dean!!!??" 

   Once those last few words were out, you hadn't realized that a few tears had slipped down your face. 

   "Just tell me what you want from me!" You cried out. 

   Dean pulled you into his chest to comfort you.  You gripped his shirt and cried into his chest, "What do you want from me?"