7 Minutes in Heaven~Dean Winchester

ONE-SHOT (but there will definitely be more from me ;) )

You pick a name out of Bobby's old hat that smelled like stale whiskey. 

"Oh shit," you mumble to yourself as Dean looks over your shoulder to see who you got. 

"YES! I TOLD Y'ALL FATE WOULD HANDLE THIS ONE." Dean exclaims, while already stripping you with his eyes. 

Sam looks upset and goes to do some research on the witches who you were supposed to be helping with. Cas mumbles something along the lines of "How can Dean show her heaven? I'm the only angel of the lord here..."

You both get into the dark closet, which is way too small for your liking. Especially with Dean and his pervertedness. "Oh well," you think "at least he's hot..."

"Alright," Sam says barely looking away from his work. "Seven minutes and then I'll knock."

Dean closes the door and claps his hands loudly "So," Dean says with his 'I'm trying too hard to be seductive and intimidating' voice. "Let's get this show on the road."

He doesn't waste any time. Before you know it, he's already got his lips pressed hardly against yours as he trails down to your neck. Surprisingly, Dean has this delicateness with you, as if you're so fragile that he could break you. He puts his hands on your sides and starts pulling off your shirt. You put your hands on his chest while Dean is still kissing you and try to pull at his shirt. He slightly laughs at you not being able to get his shirt off and he pulls it off himself. Despite it being incredibly dark, you can see Dean's anti-possession tattoo and his toned body. Dean looks at you just for a moment, and in his eyes, where there is usually lust; there is love. Pure love. He looked beautiful in this state. I mean, he's always hot, but even more so now. Your hands go to his chest again, pushing against him so that you can move to your knees. You crash your lips onto his and slightly bite his lip. 

You tackle Dean to the floor, kissing his collarbone as you do so. You look at him in awe. He looks stunning. Dean looks at you with the same amazement that you have in your eyes. You always thought Dean was hot, but he's never really thought of you like that. Well, he does look at your ass all the time, but he does that to all girls (and Cas). It's just weird thinking that he is stunned by you. You dress exactly like them, and not like a girly version either. You wear a flannel, a jacket, baggy jeans, and you wear your hear in messy waves. While you think about this, Sam knocks on the door.

"Hey guys, time's up!" Sam sounds annoyed because he's the only one doing any work. Oops. 

Dean waves him away, even though we are in a closet and Sam can't see us. "We're gonna need a bit longer, Sammy" he says with a slight laugh in his voice. 

We kiss for a while after that, and finally come out. 

Cas looks confused "Were you two just having intercourse?" he asks "I thought you were going to show her heaven...?" 

You hum to yourself a bit "he did.."

"Okay," says Sam "who's getting the couch tonight?"

Before you can even start to argue about not wanting to sleep on the couch, Dean explains "No one needs to use the couch tonight."

"And why is that?" Sam questioned.

"Because (insert name) is sleeping with me tonight," Dean explains as he takes your hand and runs upstairs.

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