Hello, Daddy (A Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter 1: Hello, Dean

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*Flashback to 5 years ago*

              I was working the night shift bar-tending at The Riptide in San Francisco My favorite song was playing right now, Hey Daddy by Usher.

             I was just about to close for the night when the hottest man alive walked into my bar. His name? I don't know yet, but I'm about to find out. He sat down at the bar and smiled charmingly at me.

               His eyes were a beautiful emerald green. I felt that if I stared into his eyes long enough, I'd see his soul. 

"I'll have a whiskey.. Anna." He said peering at my name tag. I smiled and replied, "Coming right up, sweetie." I always call people "sweetie". Well.. attractive people. 

        I poured him some whiskey just like he asked and handed the glass to him. I shot him a flirtatious smile. "So. What brings you to this part of California?" I decided to make small talk. He gave me a smirk. God, this man will be the death of me. 

        "Well, since you asked, I'll tell you. I'm taking care of the family business." He said. Entrepreneur? I like em' already. Just kidding, he's cute though. 

        "Family Business?" I shot one eyebrow up. He looked like he didn't want to talk about it at that moment. 

        "You sure do ask a lot of questions, Anna. But oddly enough, I'm okay with that. " He said humorously. I giggled. *mental facepalm* Stop giggling, Anna. Never mix business with pleasure, mom always says.

        "Well this is my family business. My dad handed this bar to me before he died. I live upstairs and my mom is living in Santa Barbara with my grandfather... Sorry, I don't know why I'm telling you all this." I said while moving my hand around myself indicating the bar. 
        

        "No, it's okay. I haven't properly introduced myself. I'm Dean. " He said as held out his hand for mine. 

        "Pleasure to meet you, Dean." I said smiling shyly. "I like you, Anna. What do you say we go upstairs and have some real fun? I'm sure you've been overworked today. " Dean cheekily suggested.

        I smiled again. "You're in luck. I was just about to close for the night. Let me just flip the sign and turn off the lights. " I winked. 

        He smiled deviously, "Okay. I'll meet you upstairs?" I chuckled a bit. "Is that even a question, Dean?" He walked upstairs. I could hear his footsteps fading in the background. I flipped the sign over to closed and turned off the lights. 

        I walked upstairs to see Dean looking rather dashing. He smirked at me. Stop that, Dean. Who am I kidding? Every girl that's ever met him, not related to him of course, would love to see his smirk. I locked the door behind me.

*Warning: Smut*    

    I threw off my black bar-tending apron and kicked off my white Keds feverishly. He chuckled. God, his laugh can send me into overdrive. I blushed. He walked over to me. "You like that, don't you?" He asked, but I already knew he knew. He was taunting me. 

        I shoved him against the wall and kissed him hungrily. He let soft moans escape his mouth. I left trails of kisses on his neck then I went back to his lips.

        I forced my tongue into his mouth and we fought for dominance.  He ripped my tank top off and I ripped his fitted t-shirt off as well. We only broke the kiss off when we were stripping each other. We kept taking turns stripping each other until we were naked.