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demondeanismybaby · 15 days

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Kiss With a Fist

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word count: 1853

Summary: Dean and Reader are out on a hunt, reader has been crushing on Dean for a while and wants it rough

Trigger Warning: Choking, Slapping, rough sex, porn without plot

You and Dean had an interesting dynamic, both of you were hunters of course but there was more there between the two of you. There was the obvious wanting to get the job done but when you looked at him beating down some evil monster you could feel yourself getting wet. It wasn’t very healthy you figured but still it happened. You were out on a hunt with him, and you held back watching him intently and thinking about those hands around your throat. How they would be both firm and gentle in an insane way. It wasn’t a great thing that you never can concentrate with him around. He must have thought you were a lousy hunter since you let him get jumped most times you went out.

“Hey, a little help here!” Dean was wrestling a vampire to the ground as another one had their hands around his neck from behind.

You ran to his side and grabbed the vampire that was behind him by the back of his jacket you cranked your arm back and punched him square in the face, you could feel the crunch of bones but you knew him being a vampire it did nothing the next step was to inject it with dead man’s blood so you grabbed the syringe out of your pocket and pulled your arm back but the next thing you knew the stupid vampire had knocked it out of your hand and he was wrestling you to the ground.

“Damn it! Dean, the syringe, I can’t grab it.” You screamed.

“Be right there, kind of got my hands full,” he said as he was still struggling with the vampire he had pinned to the ground.

You watched as he injected the vamp with the tainted blood and then the monster went limp.

“Finally, now it’s your turn.” Dean had a manic smile on his face that made you instantly hot.

It didn’t matter that you had sharp teeth and snapping jaws in your face all you saw was a pissed-off Dean ready to make some monsters feel the aggression that he always had pent up. You rubbed your legs together, it wasn’t subtle, but you couldn’t help yourself it felt like a waterfall between your legs. Dean cranked his arm back and punched the vampire on top of you so hard that he flew off you. You jumped up and grabbed the syringe that had fallen and while the monster was dazed you injected him in the neck.

“What the fuck is going on with you,” Dean said in a way that made your skin tingle, it was tight with frustration.

“Nothing just having an off night,” you said, “what were you expecting?”

“That you were ready to fight monsters, not sit back and watch me get beat on.”

You looked into his eyes, studying them. They were so green and deeply entrancing that you were a little lost thinking about what he was thinking about. Maybe he had a point, but you weren’t ready to give in so easily.

“I thought you were the man of the hour, the chosen one, the one who could take any monsters you had to face, without help from any of us lowly townie hunters.” You didn’t really feel that way, but you loved seeing Dean get riled up.

His chest puffed out and his brow crinkled as he looked at you. You could see and feel the anger radiating off him. Again, you felt a throb between your thighs and the heat there was building as he started to huff. You decided to double down, and you pushed him square in the chest hard.

“What are you going to do about it? Dean Winchester, the one that was dragged out of Hell, only to need help fighting two little vampires,” you said.

He pushed you back in the chest, you were starting to feel very excited. You didn’t want to let on though so as he pushed you, you grabbed his wrist and pulled his arm behind him, he was struggling a little but you knew it was mostly for show because he was much stronger than you were. You held him there though and then you whispered into his ear.

“I said,” you repeated, “what are you going to do about it?” There was a maniacal smile on your face.

He spun out of your hold and stared into your face, but the anger was replaced by sheer confusion.

“I don’t get what’s happening right now.”

“Dean I want you to get angry.”

You hated having to walk him through this, you thought he was supposed to be familiar with the strange requests of various women he had been with, but clearly this was beyond even him, you felt a little silly, but you didn’t care. It was time that you told him what you were thinking. Even more so now that your lives weren’t in danger.

“I want you,” you said, while grabbing his shoulders and pulling him roughly towards you.

“Oh fuck,” is all he said before the two of you were kissing each other deeply.

His tongue fought yours for dominance in the kiss, you tried to lead but he had caught on quickly, you felt something pull your head back exposing your neck, it was Dean, hand wound up in your hair yanking you backwards, you reached for his zipper desperately. You wanted to see just how excited he was about this, but he just chuckled and held you at arm’s reach pausing the kiss.

“So needy.” Dean commented, but it wasn’t necessary because you already knew you were.

You pushed your hips towards him, and he humored you by roughly grabbing your pussy through your jeans, rubbing your roughly then once you started to moan softly he stopped, you reached out to shove him for teasing you but he yanked your hair.

“I thought this is what you wanted,” he said, “rough.”

He pushed you back against the wall behind you and started to kiss you again while still holding your hair and he lifted his leg in between yours just to the point where you could lightly grind against his thigh. His hand left your hair, and you figured it was probably going to be a mess when you two got out of here. Suddenly that same hand found its way to your throat. He squeezed gentle pressure, and you heard the noise in the room waver quiet to loud again with the pumping of the blood in your ears. He removed his leg and replaced it with his other hand he was rubbing your pussy over your jeans.

“You want more you little slut?” Dean whispered to you.

You tried to nod against his hand still around your throat. You twisted out of his grip you didn’t want to make it too easy for him. As you pulled away from his strong hands you didn’t realize that he had already planned for your little move and he slapped you across the face, not too hard but it definitely got you riled up. It was your hunters instinct kicking in that made you slap Dean square across the face. A second after your hand went to the crotch of his jeans and you could feel how hard he was and it made you moan the two of you started to wrestle one another hands and legs were everywhere as the two of you slapped, pulled, grabbed and eventually you landed on top of him.

You started to grind your hips against him.

“Let’s get these clothes off,” Dean said pulling at the hem of your now ripped and torn t shirt.

You weren’t even a little nervous as you whipped your shirt over your head and unhooked your bra. It was barely off you when he leaned up and sucked one of your nipples into his mouth. His tongue was working overtime as your nipples hardened. You continued to grind against him, but you wanted his pants off, so you pulled back and unzipped his jeans pulling them roughly down by his ankles, there was no part of you that wanted to wrestle his boots off, there just wasn’t time. You kneeled beside him he was rock hard and ready for you to suck him into your mouth, he was big it was hard not to just gag right away but you wanted it bad. So, you bobbed up and down sucking hard as he moaned, and his hand wound into your hair again. He held you still as he fucked up into your mouth.

“Feels…so…fucking…good.”

He pulled you off his dick by your hair, then he shoved you onto your back on the ground. He kneeled between your legs and started to lick your clit roughly and you gushed into his mouth you couldn’t control yourself. He licked your pussy everywhere paying special attention to your clit and you were so wet. You could feel the cold air against your skin every time he took a gasp of air. And your legs were tingling from curling your toes so hard.

“I need more, now!” You shouted; you didn’t care how needy you sounded.

He complied right away and shoved his hard cock inside of you, you could feel him hitting you so deep as he thrusted into you repeatedly. He was holding you by the neck and using it for leverage as he pounded your pussy. You couldn’t stop yourself from cuming on his dick you felt the contractions of your pussy tightening around him. He clearly felt it from the way his eyes rolled back into his head. He pulled out of you and rubbed his rock-hard dick against your soaking wet pussy rubbing the head of it against your pussy lips and then barely letting it slip inside you. He was moaning loudly, and you could feel your clit throbbing and you were almost ready to cum again.

“Put it inside of me,” you wanted it bad; you wanted him to bust inside of you.

And he obliged. He fucked you in every position imaginable he was behind you fucking you deep in doggy style your knees scraping against the hard floor. He was underneath you as you took control and road him twerking on his dick and giving him a great view of your tits and your hips ground against him and you could feel him deep inside. You were surprised he lasted so long as he finally said the magic words.

“I’m going to cum.”

You felt him bust inside of you and you could feel his dick inside of you throbbing.

Both of you slowly got up, looking a little worse for the wear. Red marks littered your body, your throat, your face, your knees.

“Well,” you said, “I guess Sam is going to give us a lot of shit for letting these vamps get us so good.” You winked.

“Maybe we should let another monster get us good again sometime?” Dean said a little unsure.

“Fuck yes,” you said smiling.

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demondeanismybaby · 2 years

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demondeanismybaby · 2 years

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And so it goes

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demondeanismybaby · 4 years

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demondeanismybaby · 4 years

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Drifting

Summary: You have run away with two strange me and thing are starting to get weird

Warnings: None really

Characters: Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester, you

Word count: 1172

Part one

It had been a while since you had to crawl into the backseat of any car. You could feel how cold the leather was through your denim jeans. The night was crisp and the clearness of the sky was causing the cold to be even more intense. Your teeth chattered together. Still even as you waited for the impalas heat to kick on you could feel a warmth coming from your core you were getting out getting away. You could feel the large engine of the car getting warmer riding smoother and you were ready to start this new chapter of your life.

“Dean,” you said after a while of driving in silence, except for the low hum of what had to be classic rock on the radio, “where are you guys going?”

“I thought you didn’t care,” Dean replied playfully.

You hadn’t really cared where you were going to end up you should have been worried about what your friends or family would say but you couldn’t muster it. They were all so closed off to their lives to their own feelings you had to break away or it was going to kill you. Still, you figured any information you could gather about the two men you decided to run away with, would be useful in planning what you were going to do next.

“Don’t” you said, “just figured I would keep the conversation going.”

Eventually, you did find out more the two boys were traveling looking for their dad since he had gotten lost on a hunting trip. It was interesting you figured if you had lost your dad you wouldn’t have wasted the time to go looking for him. It did make you think that there must be some real families left out there. Even seeing brothers this close was a little bit surprising to you. The music eventually got turned up and the three of you sang along and drove and drove and finally, you came to a motel when the two of them couldn’t drive anymore and you all got ready to stay the night.

“How do you guys pay for things?” Now you really were starting to question somethings where did they get gas money, or for hotels.

It was the type of thing that really did make you wonder, did they have some sort of trust fund? They didn’t look wealthy more like the good blue-collar tech boys that sometimes came through town on their way to bigger cities with more opportunities. Maybe they really did just scam people at pool games. You noticed Dean was looking a little red in the face and Sam had his head lowered so that his curtain of hair hung in front of his eyes.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about, y/n, I think it’s time we filled you in,” Dean said.

Your palms were sweating you weren’t sure why exactly but the way Dean’s voice went down a whole octave was enough to make you worry. Even so, you held yourself up to full height and said, “I’m ready.”

You walked into the hotel room and sat yourself down on the queen bed nearest to the door. You wanted to have an escape route in case things got too strange.

"So how do you want to break it to y/n," Dean said to Sam. Pretending as if you weren't even in the room.

"Just tell her the truth I think that y/n can handle it," Sam said.

Dean turned towards you and suddenly his handsomeness became even more intense. It was as if his entire aura changed there was darkness now but Dean's inner light and the radiant joy you had seen when the three of you had been tossing back beers was not gone it inner mixed to form something inside of him that crackled like lightning. He was magnificent. You wanted to strip your clothes off right there but you knew now wasn't the time to be thinking like that soon you would have time to have more fun with the boys, right now they were trying to tell you something mysterious that was sure to be a huge let down of a secret. I mean what could these guys be doing that would bring such a change in atmosphere.

"We hunt monsters," Dean said there was a dangerous glint in his eyes that kept you from busting out laughing.

"No." You said simply.

This time Sam came to the rescue, he was certainly going to end the dumb joke Dean was pulling on you. Sam said, "It's true y/n, monsters, vampires, demons, they are all real and the reason we were even in your town in the first place was to deal with a poltergeist"

So not a rescue then you thought to yourself. Should you leave? Go somewhere and let them realize that you weren't the type of person to let some dumb joke get to you. It was somewhere deep in your brain however that this was maybe one of the most frightening moments of your life. Here you were with two strange guys and suddenly they wanted to talk to you about monsters, things that only existed in the movies.

Your whole body jerked as a hand landed upon your shoulder, "Are you alright?" Dean asked.

"Funny joke," you rolled your eyes, it was your signature move.

"We are being serious and if we have to we can prove it," Dean told you, then he left the room slamming the door behind him you sat and waited with Sam who didn't look worried in the slightest.

It dawned on you that whether monsters were real or not was irrelevant the truth was that these men believed they hunted monsters. You wondered if you could work that to your advantage. Probably not, you came to the conclusion that this was suddenly not the way that you wanted to leave the world. Cut into ribbons by some model looking psychopaths. They probably had this plan the whole time and the bar fight was just a distraction to nab you and keep you a trophy.

"Look Sam it's been fun but it's time for me to get going," you said.

You had nothing with you but your bag and you fumbled with the handle wanting more than anything to get out of this suffocating room. However, Sam landed his hand on your shoulder and tightened his grip, "Please just listen," Sam said, "We knew we shouldn't have let you come with us but me and Dean we could tell that you were different."

Just then the door opened and it was Dean carrying a duffle bag that even he looked like he was struggling to carry it. He set it on the small rickety hotel table and you could hear the wood creak quietly under the weight. As he unzipped it you gasped. There we guns and herbs, books and crosses. You knew that these guys were crazy and you had to get away.

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demondeanismybaby · 4 years

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Drifting

Characters: Dean x reader, Sam x reader, Dean , Sam , original characters, you

Summary: Bar fights are bad news and these new guys in town seem dangerous but you are looking for any way out.

Word Count: 1089

Trigger Warning: Fighting in line with the show, little tiny bit of smuttiness

part two

It was anything but your typical Friday night down at Gary’s, yes that Gary’s, and you were seconds away from calling the cops. Working in a town in which every establishment is named after the person who opened it was more than boring it was a nightmare. Your fingers hovered over the button for the number 9 and your eyes were narrowed on the two men that had drifted in from somewhere out of town. The scene at the pool table was growing more and more tense as all of the local men gathered behind Ricky, backing him up, and you just watched. Ricky owned a construction business in town named, oh, well, you could probably imagine and he loved two things in the world drinking cheap beer and playing pool. His wife knew this and so did his kids. Waiting for someone to make the first move. Finally, it happened the stranger picked up the pool stick from the edge of the table and held it in his arm like some sort of weapon.

“Now just what exactly do you think you're going to do with that,” Ricky, the type of local that gave all other locals a bad name, said.

“Nothing,” the shorter of the two strangers said, “We won this game fair and square we’re just going to take our money and go.”

“Fair!” Ricky’s eyes bulged, “You two have been scamming every guy in this joint all night long and me and my boys here,” he gestured behind him to the group of men about 5 deep, "are going to teach you not to fuck with country folk."

You wanted to puke as Ricky said it, you hated the folk here and you wanted to be anywhere else in this moment than brokering some bar fight.

It looked as though everyone might have just parted ways if not for the fact that when both of the strange men went to turn their back Ricky just had to mutter something about them being freaks and suddenly the fists were flying.

The shorter man dropped the pool stick he was holding to launch one good right hook to Ricky’s face and after that, the taller man started to work on holding off the other locals as well as he could on his own. The only thing you knew they both had going for them is that they were substantially soberer and so the hits they kept throwing were landing perfectly. If you didn’t know better you would have thought both of them were trained fighters.

At first, you were going to just call the police and let them handle it, but as you watched the way the fighting was going by the time any local jo police officer was able to come by the place was going to be trashed and good ol’ Gary would probably try and take it out of your meager paycheck.

“Hey, Asshat!” You screamed at the blond short-haired man, “get out of here before I call the cops!”

The green eyes that met yours at that moment looked like emeralds even more so with the ruby red drip of blood coming out of a cut on his right eyebrow.

“Hey,” he said raising his eyebrow at you seductively “calm down sweetheart, we were just leaving.”

“Don’t call me sweetheart,” you said, “my name is y/n and honestly I have to deal with this disaster now because of you.”

The taller man with the chestnut hair and matching hazel eyes looked rather defeated at your arrival and the men who had threatened their money and their good time were all rather beat up and cowering in various corners of the dingy bar. “I’m really sorry,” he said, “I’m Sam Winchester and this is my brother Dean.”

“Sorry,” Dean muttered.

“Whatever,” you did your absolute best eye roll and started to right the first upside chair nearest to your foot.

“We would love to help you pick up,” Sam said. Picking up one of the ashtrays that had spilled little crushed up cigarette butts to the floor.

You knew things were pretty much over now that Ricky had run with his tail between his legs out into the night, so you figured the least the two handsome men could do would be to help you clean up.

It wasn’t long before the three of you were the only ones left in the entire place. Everything that had been uprooted had been set right and so the group of you had decided to have a couple of closing time drinks. You choose Budweiser for the simple fact it was the least likely thing for Gary to notice was missing. It was almost too bright when you stepped outside, the glow of the moon was so much so that the light had you looking out into the empty parking lot. Not a single car remained except for yours and the impala that Dean and Sam had told you about.

You could tell you were a little buzzed because you thought about the fact that both of those boys had probably bedded multiple girls in the backseat of that sleek black impala and a little jolt inside of you had you wondering if maybe you should try and become one of those girls. Both men were hauntingly handsome with their sharp jaws and strong shoulders.

“Are you alright y/n?” Sam asked wrapping an arm around you.

“Yeah totally.” You said although you weren’t sure the tone that came out indicated the truth of your words.

“Be careful out their y/n,” Dean said.

His eyes which you knew could be so bright seemed to lose a little of that shine as he said the words and you noticed how his easy demeanor was replaced by a furrowed brow.

You stood there in the parking lot with two strange men alone. Many thoughts raced through your head. Some were about the fact that this was probably dangerous and stupid but another part felt exhilarated and free. You were being your own person and waiting to see what the consequences would be. You wondered what you should say or do to keep the strange but exciting emotions flowing. Instead of doing anything you just froze feeling Sam holding an arm around you his breathing rising and falling against you. You could smell something like gunpowder on him it was a dangerous scent and you liked it.

“Can I come with you?” You asked.

Dean cracked a smile and said, “yes.”

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demondeanismybaby · 4 years

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Who Should Win?

Word count: 543

Characters: Dean/you, You/Dean, Mentions of Sam

Warnings: Adult content, NSFW

About: You and Dean get into a little bit of heat

A/N: So this is the first part of something I am writing right now, it has been a little while since I posted but I want to write more for you guys. I hope you like it let me know if you want more.

You are sitting right in the middle of the bunkers living room floor and you had brought down one of the beat-up leather cushions from off the couch and were sitting on it. You had headphones in and you were staring down at the ground lost in thought. What you didn’t notice was what was happening around you. A door was slowly opening, someone was coming through, footsteps getting closer.

Your neck prickles and before you even have time to think you spin around and start twisting their wrist backwards, it was like an instant reflex. As you spun around what you noticed first were the bright green almost alien looking, eyes too green and huge. The smirk, the freckles, it was Dean.

In your moment of lust for him he got the best of you flipping you backwards on the floor. Both of you were breathing heavy but you wanted to be able to toy with dean a little; due to the fact that he had pinned you. He reached to take off your headphones because through all of this your music was still playing.

You whined. “Dean.”

Still smirking he said, “What y/n? Come on let’s have some fun.”

You pretended not to hear him as he started to pull your shirt up and over your head. You weakly fought this action, still whining

“Dean, don’t, I was doing something!” You tried to sound tough even though you were losing this battle too.

He ignored you this time and started kissing all along your stomach and up towards your bra. He was trying to reach around your back but you started squirming.

“Please I was listening to music babe,” you cried out.

Then you did the worst thing you could possibly do your bra was unhooked and just that release of pressure made you let out a tiny moan and then things with you an Dean were on.

Clothes started to be ripped off of each other bodies, Dean’s shirt ripped, your bra got all stretched out, then pants, then socks.

It was cold in the bunker but you two didn’t care. You stripped bare on the floor right on the living room rug. Dean started to make to first move he sucked one of your nipples into his mouth this time you let a louder moan. You could feel his teeth gently scraping against your breasts as he worked on getting you to keep getting louder, but you didn’t give in instead you turned your efforts on Dean. You reached out and grabbed his throbbing hard cock and start to gently rotate your hands upward against his shaft using his dripping pre-come to help make your hand glide.

Dean threw his head back and let lout the loudest groan that you could imagine it echoing around in the strange ceilings you nudged him, and he smiled at you. You knew he was being outrageous about it on purpose to get Sam’s attention.

But the moment he slipped a finger inside of you forgot all about Sammy you were lost in ecstasy as corny as it sounded it was true. As Dean pumped his fingers in out of you slowly pressing on your g spot

It was the most incredible feeling.

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