Supernatural imagines and such

Girls have this magic: Dean x Sasswolf [reader]

Wolf trouble

(It's a long one but I hate it when they are too short) *reminds me of another-- BACK TO THE STORY*

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You were at a bar, not drinking much, but you were with a few friends. You feel uneasy, as if you are being watched. You scan the bar and see an extremely hot guy on the other side of the bar. You could have sworn he was looking at you a second ago. You got up to fix your hair in the bathroom to make sure you looked perfect. You didn't care much for heels, so the swedges you had on we're perfect. Just before you made the turn around the corner the bathrooms, the man grabbed your wrist, almost giving you a heart attack.

"Oh my god!!"

You breathe quickly, and he stares hard into your eyes.

DamMMMMMMN his eyes were gorgeous.

"What the fuck??"

You whisper in a slight hiss.

"You're in danger, you have to come with me. Right now."

His grip loosened a little but he still held tight.

"Oh, my knight in shining armor. What the hell am I in danger from?"

Oh shit. This guy's a hunter... Shit shit shit shit...

You mind starts ranting about how he's gonna murder you and your friends.

He can't know!!!

Whispers you conscience. You and your friends were werewolves, kind and peaceful, but most hunters didn't care about things like that.

"Let's go. Now."

He pulled you out of the bar before your fiends had time to notice. He opened the door for you into an awesome, sleek black car, and you got in. He was a hunter so you weren't afraid of being raped or anything. Plus, you had a pocket knife and decent fighting skills. You'd be fine. Who knows if he would kill your friends at the bar if you didn't go with him? You had to protect your pack. It was your job as alpha. He pulled away from the bar.

"Name's Dean. And you?"

"Y/N."

"I'll take you to the motel I'm staying at, don't worry I'm not gonna murder or rape you or anything, I just want to protect you."

Soon, you arrived at a motel, not too great, but it was something.

Hunter style.

Your mind echoed. Upon entering the motel room he lead you into, a tall handsome guy with long brown hair walked out of the bathroom.

"So, get this-"

He saw you.

"Dean what the hell??"

"I know right??"

You answered sarcastically. He made a face. Dean cut in.

"Sam, this is Y/N. Say hi."

You just glared at Dean. Sam said hi and just walked out of the room muttering inaudible things. You lay down on the bed you assumed was Dean's. Since you were a girl, you were gonna do this right. You had at least a dozen tricks up your sleeve that could lead to any victory you wanted simply by using your feminine qualities, but it's not something you've ever tried and didn't intend on doing anything more than tricking Dean, you weren't a slut or anything, just clever.

Score. Dean sat the the edge of the bed, and you adjusted yourself so he couldn't see up your shorts or anything. Although you noticed him trying to. Double score!

"I see where your eyes are going! Stop it or I'll smack you!"

His face turned a bit red and he looked embarrassed as he looked away and turned around. Win.

"So what are you protecting me from, Dean?"

"Werewolves."

He answered, still looking away.

Shit shit shit shit shit...

"Uhuh. Werewolves. I think I can protect myself from 'werewolves'. Ok?"

You got up to leave. This guy was capable of killing you at any moment.

Just as you stood up Dean crawls up onto the bed.

"Don't leave! You could get hurt."

He actually sounded worried... But you didn't turn around. You sat back down, hoping that he may trust you more. Dean moved closer you, and you felt his knees on either side of you.

Um? Who is this guy again? Well it's not like I'm cheating on anyone. Also he's hot. He gets perks.

He rested his chin on the top of your head and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. You weren't sure how to feel. Half of you was loving it and the other half felt severely threatened. Dean must have felt your uneasiness, and lightly kissed the top of your head.

"What's wrong?"

He asked.

Everything!

"Nothing... It's just... I don't know about this whole protecting thing.... I don't believe in werewolves Dean... I'm not the one to bash on people's beliefs, but this is a little far fetched."

Just as it came out of your mouth you felt a thin line cut into the skin on your stomach, but an instantaneous searing burn boiled over your skin.

FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!

"What the hell?!?!"

You gasped and Dean pinned you down in a second. He flipped you face down into the mattress and you struggled.

"SPILL."

Dean demanded coldly.

"I-I-I'm the alpha of a small pack of only females and we were running from this other larger more aggressive pack they want to kill us please don't hurt me we've never hurt anyone and don't plan on it PLEASE DONT DO THIS!"

You spew out in a fuss, but you were telling the truth. You settled down and swallowed hard.

"Please get off me."

You squeaked. He shifted his weight and you took your chance. Knowing you could never fight him, you took your chance anyways. As he lifted off of you, you pulled your arms under your chest and in a flash shoved yourself upward, shoving Dean off of you, landing him on the bed. Surprised, Dean didn't move for another second, which gave you the blink of an eye's time to pin him down lightly.

Female powers, ACTIVATE!

You didn't know what to do and had no time to think, so you did the first thing that came to mind. Just lay down on top of him; he won't expect that. And you did. You lay your head on his chest and placed your hands on his sides. You waited. He just sighed.

"The last time I was shoved into a bed like that, I got laid."

Was all he said.

"Why did you cut me?"

You asked as innocently as possible.

"I needed to know if you were dangerous."

He sighed.

"What, are you calling me incapable? Sexist."

He laughed gently, and you smiled.

"So why haven't you killed me yet?"

You asked, lifting your head and facing him. You looked into his beautiful green eyes. Goddamn.

"Well... I.. Damnit Y/N..!"

Instead of continuing his sentence he put his hand on your face and pulled you in for a kiss.

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Hope it wasn't too long, I happen to write long imagines, but I'll try to write shorter I guess