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Underground Heat

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Underground Heat

Dean Winchester x f!reader

Summary: while on a hunt with the brothers you and dean are captured and locked up. some teasing and banter leads to a fun time while waiting for sam to rescue you.

Warnings: 18+, afab!reader, unprotected p in v, no big o, classic male and female mc have sex at the most inconvenient time where the bad guys could def get them, against the wall, kinda nasty place to have sex, reader tries to act like she’s not interested, he clocks her so hard 🙏🏻

Word Count: 1,668

not proof read 🫶 im him but im also in love with him. also not sure if i want to use second person pov or third person pov which is better 😭

As you and Dean find yourselves trapped in the dimly lit sewer room, you can't help but feel a sense of unease wash over you. You glance around the damp space, your eyes adjusting to the darkness as you take in your surroundings. The air is thick with the smell of mold and decay, making it hard to breathe. You shiver involuntarily, pulling your jacket closer to your body for warmth.

"Great, just great," Dean mutters under his breath, running a hand through his messy hair. He looks around the room, his gaze settling on the metal door that's separating you from freedom. “Looks like we're stuck here until Sam figures out where we are."

You turn to face him, leaning against the cold concrete wall. "Well, we can't just sit here and wait for him to save us. We need to come up with a plan." Your voice echoes off the damp walls, the sound reverberating in the otherwise silent chamber.

Dean chuckles dryly, shaking his head. "And what plan would that be?" He crosses his arms over his chest.

"I don't know," you admit, biting your lower lip nervously. You begin pacing back and forth, your boots clicking against the wet floor. "Maybe there's something in here we can use to break down the door."

Dean raises an eyebrow at you. "Like what? A magic wand?" He scoffs, rolling his eyes. "There's nothing in here but mold and rat shit."

Your pacing comes to a halt as you turn to face him again, frustration creeping into your features.

"Well, thanks for being so helpful," you snap, letting out a frustrated sigh.

With a huff, you sink down onto the cold concrete floor, your legs giving out beneath you. You rest your back against the damp wall, closing your eyes as you try to think of a solution to your current predicament. Having been stupid enough to fall for the shifter’s trap, now stuck down in the sewers somewhere. The silence in the room is almost deafening, the only sounds coming from the distant dripping of water and the occasional scampering of rats in the distance.

As you sit there, you can't help but steal glances at Dean out of the corner of your eye. Even in this dire situation, he still manages to look incredibly attractive, despite the grimy surroundings. The way his clothes hug his muscular frame, the slight stubble lining his jawline, and those piercing green eyes that seem to see straight through you...

Snapping out of your momentary trance, you shake your head and push aside any unwanted thoughts. Now isn't the time for such foolish distractions.

As if sensing your gaze upon him, Dean turns to look at you, his expression unreadable.

"You know, if you keep staring at me like that, I might start thinking you actually like me," Dean taunts with a raised eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans back against the opposite wall.

You roll your eyes at him, a small smile playing on your lips despite yourself. "Fat chance," you retort.

"Oh really?" Dean challenges, pushing himself away from the wall and taking a step closer to you. "So you don't think I'm charming, funny, or irresistible?"

"Arrogant and delusional maybe," you say, fighting back a grin. You pull yourself up to your feet, brushing off the dust and dirt from your jeans. "But definitely not irresistible."

Dean takes another step forward, closing the distance between you. You can feel the heat radiating off his body, sending a small thrill down your spine and your breath hitches slightly as you catch a whiff of his cologne – a mix of sandalwood and citrus. . "Is that so?" He challenges, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Yup," you confirm, trying to keep your tone casual even as your heart begins to race in your chest. You meet his gaze squarely, refusing to back down from his intense stare. There's no way you're going to let him know that he's affecting you like this. That would just be embarrassing.

But as Dean continues to close the distance between you, towering over you with his broad shoulders and commanding presence, it becomes increasingly difficult to maintain your composure. The feeling is disconcerting yet undeniably tantalizing all at once. And that smug little smile he's sporting isn't helping matters either – if anything, it's goading you on even further. Unconsciously, you take a half-step back, only for him to follow suit and close the gap once more.

He leans in close, his lips curled upwards in a lopsided grin.

"No part of you wonders what it would be like..." Dean trails off, leaving the insinuation hanging heavily in the air between you like a fog, waiting for you to fill in the gaps in your mind.

“Curiosity killed the cat...” you remark as you continue to study his features intently, noting with barely concealed amusement the way color has risen ever so slightly along his neckline and ears. “But satisfaction brought it back.” He grins reciting the rest of the idiom and raising a challenging brow.

With no reaction from you, save the dumb staring, Dean moves in claiming your mouth with his, tongue sliding past your open lips eagerly exploring every inch.

As his lips press roughly against yours, the rational side of your brain seems to evaporate instantly—replaced by sheer sensation washing over your body as he forces your lips apart, seeking entrance. A surge of emotion floods through you at the contact; lust bubbling beneath your skin causing your knees to buckle for a split second before you catch yourself, wrapping your arms around his neck to steady yourself. Time seemed to slow to a crawl in this cramped and humid underground tomb. Seconds seem like hours and you realize this may not have been your greatest idea but its certainly working towards sating your carnal hunger for him all the same.

Feeling bold and wanting more—your fingers clench into fists twisting handfuls of fabric from his T-shirt as your thigh finds its way between his. Pressing urgently against his leg and eliciting an unexpected moan from the hunter entangled within this newfound intimacy with you against him—body melding against yours as you kiss feverishly ignoring all warning signs ringing in the back of your mind telling you now isn't the best time nor place to be doing whatever it is you both seem keen to act on. But none of that matters anymore as your world shrinks to just you and him.

His hands roam freely across your form claiming territory as they drift lower and lower until finally cupping your behind and hoisting you effortlessly into his arms, his strong grasp keeps you anchored there and your back pressed to the hard wall—a moan erupting from deep within your throat and vibrating through your entire chest cavity—inciting his grip on you further as he devours your gasps and moans mercilessly. Sucking your bottom lip into his mouth playfully before allowing a heated breath to fan across your swollen lips as they pull apart for air—only amplifying the growing hunger between you both—growing stronger by the second—making both participants acutely aware that restraint has officially lost this battlefield.

Dean relucatntly lets go of you as he lowers you back onto your feet. Leaning down over you, capturing your mouth in a hungry kiss which serves to draw another passionate whimper from deep inside you while he quickly removes your pants entirely unable to contain his desire for even a brief moment longer. Exposing the bare flesh of your legs; goosebumps littered across their surface and raising them as you kick them to the side haphazardly. Reaching for his belt impatiently after removing those pesky barriers - his lips remaining locked against yours as if worried you might change your mind at any second if given the chance—while freeing his rock hard erection from confinement at long last.

He grabbed hold of your hips firmly while lifting and hooking your legs around his waist to support you easily as your back hits the wall again.

Bringing his mouth down against yours savagely—as he lines up his throbbing shaft alongside your slickened entrance — rubbing it gently against you provoking a pleased purr from your trembling lips.

You hook your heels around the curve of his flexing buttocks and pulling him toward you desperately as you writhe against him attempting to coax that thick bulbous tip inside.

"Eager are we?" He teased; pressing upward with his hips and spearing into you slowly with one swift thrust that stole the breath from both of you simultaneously. “Shut up.” You gasp out, eyes closing.

You let out a choked cry of pleasure as he retracted his hips and then snapped them back into you; digging your fingernails deeply into the muscles of his arms.

The rough texture of the damp stone scrapes your back through your shirt fabric with every thrust sent rippling throughout your core. Your nails dig in deeper with each successive impact from his body impaling itself inside yours. Foreheads pressed against each other closely and steamy exhales mingle together in the chill damp air.

With sweat gathering at your brow, he leans into your body more intensely — crushing you between the unforgiving cement block wall behind you and the heavy weight of his torso pinning you in place against it. The forceful slaps of pelvises colliding and ragged breathing fill the otherwise quiet room.

Both you and Dean freeze immediately still locked in each others embrace as you hear someone calling out your names outside that closed door from somewhere down the corridor beyond it. You share a quick panicked glance before hastily pulling away from each other. Panic setting in and reality starting to settle back into focus as the sound of Sam's distant shouting reaches your ear drums. “Shit, Shit.” Disengaging hurriedly your movements jerky and erratic as you frantically begin to collect your discarded clothing from earlier, struggling to stuff limbs into holes and zippers moving at hyper speed. Once you have gathered everything up you dash over to the door making noise to attract Sam.

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Wade is all of us

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Bathroom Rendezvous

Logan Howlett x f!reader

Summary: When meeting a stranger in a bar leads to some interesting happenings in the bathroom

Warnings: 18+ , afab!reader, public sex (bar bathroom) , p in v, unprotected p in v, fingering, smidge of praise if there’s more lmk and i will add them

Word Count: 1,432

not proof read besties 🫶 I watched the new Deadpool and Wolverine movie the other day which led me to binge the xmen movies which led me back to my thirsting over wolverine

The bar was dimly lit, filled with the sounds of clinking glasses and hushed whispers. Amidst the crowd sat a lone figure, hunched over the bar and nursing a glass of amber liquid.

As she approached the bar, she couldn't help but feel drawn to the mysterious stranger. He exuded an air of danger and intrigue that she found irresistible. She slid onto the stool beside him, flagging down the bartender with a flick of her wrist. Her gaze kept drifting back to the man beside her, who seemed lost in his own world.

Finally, after several long moments of contemplation, the man glanced her way. Their eyes met, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. There was something almost predatory about his gaze, like a wild animal sizing up its prey. But despite the chill running down her spine, she couldn't tear her eyes away. There was something mesmerizing about him, something hypnotic.

The man raised an eyebrow at her, but didn't look away. In fact, his gaze only grew more intense as they locked eyes. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he spoke. “You're staring," he growled, his voice low and deep. She swallowed hard, feeling a thrill run through her body at the sound of his voice. It was rugged and raw, like gravel being crushed underfoot.

“I know," she replied softly, holding his gaze. She didn't bother denying it. If anything, she wanted to stare at him even more, soaking in every detail of his handsome face.

There was a moment of silence as they continued to regard each other. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the man leaned in closer to her. “What's your name?" he rasped, his breath hot against her ear. She shivered involuntarily at the sensation, goosebumps breaking out across her skin. The smell of alcohol on his breath mixed with his unique scent sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She could feel herself getting wet just from his proximity alone.

She licked her lips nervously before responding. “It's y/n," she murmured back, her voice barely above a whisper. Part of her couldn't believe what she was doing, allowing herself to be seduced by this strange man in a bar. But another part of her knew that she didn't care. For once in her life, she wanted to throw caution to the wind and indulge in her desires. And somehow, she knew that this man could give her exactly what she needed.

She could feel his breath hot on her neck as he leaned in closer, close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating off his body. “Well Y/N," he purred, his voice low and seductive. “I'm Logan. It's nice to meet you."

Y/N found herself becoming increasingly drawn in by Logan's charm. He had an intensity about him that was impossible to ignore, like a magnet sucking her in relentlessly. As they continued to talk, she found herself feeling more and more reckless, less concerned with the consequences of her actions. All that mattered in that moment was the electric connection she felt with this mysterious stranger. Before she knew it, she was leaning in close to him, almost subconsciously closing the distance between them. His musky cologne filled her nostrils, sending shivers down her spine.

She wasn't sure who initiated it - whether it was her or him. Perhaps it was inevitable from the start. Before either of them knew it, their lips were locked together in a ferverent kiss. It happened so suddenly, so unexpectedly that neither of them had time to resist. One minute they were sitting side by side at the bar, and the next they were stumbling into the cramped confines of the bathroom. There was no hesitation, no second thoughts. Only desire.

She pressed herself up against him, her curves molding perfectly to his muscular form. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in closer as their lips crashed together once again.

He trailed his fingers along her spine, feeling her body tense up beneath his touch. She responded eagerly, gasping as he teased her sensitive flesh with featherlight strokes.

“Tell me what you want," he growled in her ear, his warm breath causing goosebumps to erupt across her skin. She could feel his rock-hard length pressing against her thigh, threatening to unravel her sanity. She whimpered softly, biting her lower lip as she struggled to find the words.

He chuckled darkly, the sound reverberating through her chest. “Come on," he urged, biting down gently on her earlobe. “I know you want it. Tell me what you want." His voice was a rough whisper against her ear, making her toes curl in delight.

“Fuck..." She breathed heavily, trying to gather her thoughts. “I want you," she managed to stammer out, finally finding her voice. “Inside me... please..." She pleaded with him, her tone breathy and ragged.

Hearing those words sent a rush of heat surging through his veins. With a low growl, he grabbed hold of her hips and turned her around so that she was facing away from him. Her hands bracing herself against the grimey sink.

He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and began tugging them down, exposing her glistening folds to the cool bathroom air. He paused for a moment to appreciate the sight of her naked ass bent over in front of him. He reached forward, tracing his fingers slowly along her slit, reveling in her sharp intake of breath as he grazed over her clit. Slowly, sensually, he slipped two fingers inside of her, curling them upward to find that special spot deep within her walls that caused her to moan loudly in pleasure.

As he thrust deeper inside of her, her cries filled the small room. She arched her back towards him seeking even more depth and pressure. Grasping onto the edge of the sink as every inch of her body hummed with ecstasy.

“Oh god," she moaned, tossing her head back as a spasm ran through her body, writhing against him desperately

Logan withdrew his fingers from her slick channel and reached down to free his hardened shaft from the constriction of his jeans.

Her eyes darted up to the grungy mirror above the sink as she caught sight of his reflection in it. She stared for a moment at his thick erection before focusing on the deep hunger in his eyes as he looked back at her bare behind.

“Good girl, spreading yourself open like that..." Logan grunted behind her as he teased her slippery hole with the fat head of his cock. Slowly he pushed forward, stretching her wide as he began to fill her quivering hole with a deep groan of satisfaction.

she let out a throaty moan as she felt her pussy stretch around him, enveloping his cock. Pinned against the sink with his heavy breaths fogging up the mirror.

He held himself deep inside her for a moment longer before starting a slow steady rhythm. Each long stroke forced her body flush against the porcelain sink as he pulled out and pushing back in.

He watched in the mirror as she dropped her forehead to rest upon her arms crossed along the sink ledge.

“Look at us, beautiful." He commanded softly as he began thrusting harder.

Her gaze shifted upwards reluctantly at his request. Meeting his eyes through the greasy mirror as he hammered into her wetness mercilessly.

Her breathing came heavier in tandem with her increasing pleasure. Her chest rising and falling rapidly as every muscle in her trembling body began to coil tightly towards climax. Moaning louder with each powerful pump of his swollen cock.

Logan watched as her pleasure built slowly until with a sharp cry that echoed through the room, she squeezed her eyes shut as orgasm exploded through her core outwards in waves of pure electric ecstasy that set her nerves ablaze. She felt boneless - pliant - like she could melt into him completely.

He continued driving into her convulsing channel in firm thrusts fueled by mounting need. Slapping hard against her reddened flesh until his own climax erupted forcefully, gushing deep within her tender folds. Panting ragged gasps shook his frame as he bucked erratically for several heated pulses.

When they both had come down from their highs they broke apart. Wiping down hastily before readjusting their clothing properly. Zipping up his jeans buttoning up his shirt while avoiding eye contact. No words were spoken between them. Just lingering heat remained from their recent activities.

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Very simple intro

hiiii,, im elio. ill accept any variation (eli, el, lio etc.) I’m 19 years old + I’m in Uni and have a job so requests etc. may take some time to get out </3

What i won’t write for

Pregnancy / miscarriage

Self Harm

Gore

(more may be added)

Who I’ll write for

Xmen

Deadpool

Game of Thrones

House of the Dragon

Outerbanks

Supernatural

(I might add more in the future / If you’d like to request a new fandom shoot me an ask and i’ll consider adding it)

Anons or not are welcome, I’m nice i promise 🫶

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