#dean x donna x benny

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

Summary: Dean loves well and hard. Some day, he’ll reap the rewards.

Squares Filled: Trope Reversal, Touch Starvation, Polyamory

Characters: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum, Dean Winchester x Benny Lafitte, Dean x Donna x Benny

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, angst, Donna has intimacy issues, Dean’s the sweetest, Benny’s swoony as fuck, Dean’s in love, pregnancy kink

Words: 4,600 - maybe more if I can get inspired again

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three

[spnhunter4life]

New Story Teaser

As you may or may not know, I'm currently working on a pretty big new fic. It's the kind of idea that I would love to read if I saw a book (or series) with this kind of plotline. I don't know how long it will end up being (not a full book length I'm sure; there's no way I'll get enough smaller scenes in for that) and definitely don't expect it to be on the level of a published book, but I am doing my best to make it as similar to an actual full length book as I can.

That being said, I'm hitting a slow spot right now so I'm just putting this out there as a bit of motivation for myself. I'll feel more pressured to write if I feel like people are waiting for something from me. Anyway, here's a summary of my still untitled fic. I hope it looks interesting to you guys! Please let me know what you think!

(Also, side note: I'm going to be needing a beta for this eventually. I'd even take two or three if that many people would want to. I'm not in any hurry to find one as I have a ways to go still, but if you think you might be interested, send me a message!)

Juliette is on the run. Her whole life turned upside down when she trusted the wrong person with her biggest secret, and now she's just trying to survive. When two strangers come crashing into her life, she couldn't have predicted how much things were about to change again. All of a sudden, things that shouldn't be possible are real and she finds herself fighting not just for her own safety, but for the safety of the new family she's made. Maybe even the whole world.

Set in a world of shifters (no ABO) and featuring a variety of beloved Supernatural characters.

[sunnys-day]

Keres: hey, your dad called. Said he's coming to visit with Jody and Donna.

*Confused Sam and Dean noises*

Dean: Our dad?

Keres: Yeah

Sam: let me see your phone. *checks ID* oh! She means Bobby.

Keres: Yeah, your dad.

Dean: Bobby's not-

Keres *death glare*: I said what I said. Your DAD will be here soon.

Sam: Keres. Bobby's

Keres: Your dad. I know. Now you better clean out some rooms for YOUR DAD and Moms.

Sam: uh...

Dean: let it go...

[waywardwritesstuff]

˚○◦˚Request and Commisions˚◦○˚

What I will write:

- Fluffy, Angst (I can do some dark stuff but not all), Smut (I can do most kinks), platonic and romantic.

- I prefer to write from a male or non-binary perspective but I can do female as well. I will happily write for trans readers or readers of other genders (if I am well informed)

- I will write for almost every character as long as I know them (because if I don't know them I can't write them accurately and then what's the point) I will also do character X character depending on the ship (there are some ships in just not comfortable with)

- I will write poly as long as it is not that gross porn type of m!reader gets two girls and they don't like eachother. Poly means everyone likes everyone and everyone is in agreement in the relationship

- Whump. I will happily and gladly write whump of all kinds. So please please please if you want to see anything comes to life send it my way

I will not write:

- Age gap (3+ years, ask for aged up if the age difference is more than 3 years) or minor X adult. I simply won't so don't ask.

- Rape (sexual assault maybe if it is angst but not in a smut only context)

- No beastiality or extremely odd kinks (if you aren't sure about the kink send it in anyway and I'll respond if I'm comfortable)

Fandoms I can write for (and their characters and constraints):

Supernatural (most ships, any character x reader)

↳ Dean, Sam, Cass, Jack, Gabriel, Adam, Meg, Ruby, Benny, Crowley, Jo, Ellen, Donna, Jodie, Claire, Alex, Patience, Kaia

TMNT (I've only seen 2012, ROT, Bayverse and Mutant Mayhem) (no Leorai and no ships with smut of any kind)

↳ Leo, Donnie, Raph, Mikey, April, Casey (Casey and Casandra)

The Last of Us (Part 1, I havent played Part 2 yet) (no Ellie x Joel, I haven't seen any of the content yet but I'm sure it's out there)

↳ Joel, Ellie, Tommy

Star Wars: The Clone Wars / The Bad Batch / Rebles (some of the characters are children remember so keep that in mind)

↳ Rex, Cody, Fives, Anikin, Ashoka, Obi-Wan, Kanan, Ezra, (any Jedi really) Zeb, Sabine, Hera, Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, Crosshair, Echo, Omega (any Clone really)

Marvel

↳ Tony, Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Thor, Loki, Steve, Bucky, Steven, Wanda, Pietro, Vision, Peter, Scott, Gamora, Nebula, Peter Q, Okoye, T'Challa, Rhodey, Sam, Shuri

My Hero Academia (they are also mostly children so keep that in mind as well)

↳ Deku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Denki, Iida, Shinsou, Tokoyami, Uruaka, Todoroki, Aizawa, Shigaraki, Dabi, Toga, Twice, Tsuyu, Momo, Jiro, Mirio, Nejire, Amajiki, Fat Gum

Avatar 1 and Avatar The way of Water (once again, there are children so keep that in mind)

↳ Jake, Neytiri, Tsu'tey, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Tuk, Kiri, Grace, Norm, Spider, Tonorwari, Ronal, Ao'nung, Tsireya, Roxto

How to Train your Dragon (same here: they. are children.)

↳ Hiccup, Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, The twins, Daggur, Heather, Valka, Stoick (for those out their with daddy issues ;))

All if my content will be lables with word count, ship, tags and if it is smut will contain this banner 👇

That's all for now. My commisions are currently open and there is no limit to how many you can send in, so go nuts. Bye for now

[hoziernaturalevents]

Week One Update!

You guys!

We've completed the first week of sign-ups for the Hoziernatural Multi-Ship Bang and there is already so much variety coming in that we couldn't help but decide to share a taste of it with you!

Let's talk about all the favorite characters and ships! (We might make another post to talk about all the favorite genres/tropes/themes coming in, but let's talk about characters and ships for now.)

(by category, in alphabetical order)

The "Any" Crowd:

Along with all of the authors, artists, beta readers, and pinch-hitters who've said they'd be down for just about anything, we also had several who listed things like...

Any Bela F/F

Any Bobby relationships

Any F/F whatsover

Any (platonic) Jack

Any John

Any Meg F/F

Any Ruby F/F

Any Sam

The Gen Crowd:

Carlos x John x Lata x Mary

Castiel x Crowley

Castiel x Dean x Rowena x Sam

Castiel x Sam

Charlie x Dean

Alex x Claire

Dean x Sam

The F/F Crowd:

Anna/Meg

Alex/Claire

Charlie/Jo

Charlie/Mary

Charlie/Rowena

Claire/Kaia

Donna/Jody

Hannah/Meg

Jody/Mary

Mary/Rowena

The M/F Crowd:

Bobby/Mary

Eileen/Sam

Gabriel/Meg

Rowena/Sam

Ruby/Sam

The M/M Crowd:

Adam/Michael

Benny/Dean

Castiel/Dean

Castiel/Sam

Dean/John

Dean/Sam

Gabriel/Sam

John/Sam

The Original Character and x Reader Crowd:

Dean x OC

Dean/OC

Sam x OC

Sam/OC

The Poly and V Ships:

Benny/Castiel/Dean

Carlos/John/Lata/Mary

Charlie/Mary/Rowena

Eileen/Gabriel/Rowena/Sam

Dean\Cas/Sam

People's Favorite Characters:

Amara

Bobby

Carlos

Castiel

Charlie

Chuck

Claire

Dean

Donna

Eileen

Ellen

Gabriel

Jack

Jody

John

Kaia

Jack

Lata

Mary

Rowena

Rufus

Sam

~~~

See your favorite characters/ships in the list? Follow us and watch for the content! Maybe even come join us! You can sign up as an author, artist, beta reader, author pinch-hitter, or artist pinch-hitter, and we will match you with a partner based on the preferences you put on the form.

Don't see your favorites yet? Come join us and bring your friends! Worried your favorite character/ship is too rare? We are only one week into sign-ups and we already have a really eclectic group of multi-shippers and a lot of people who've said they're down for just about anything. If you're still worried, share our event with your followers! The more you do, the more we'll be able to reach people with your similar tastes!

Also, for those of you who've already signed up, if you see something in this list that maybe you didn't think of and makes you go "oh yeah, I'd like that!" feel free to edit your form to include it (you should be able to assuming you signed in). They'll remain unlocked until the end of sign-ups (March 31st). When you do, shoot @rauko-is-a-free-elf a message and let them know to make sure they notice the change.

Anyway, you guys are awesome and we're gonna have a blast! 💚

(Full Schedule and Info) (Sign-Up Form)

[randoms-fandoms]

SPN request info!

Ships I’ll write for

❤️Dean x Castiel

❤️Sam x Castiel

❤️Sam x Eileen

❤️Dean x Lisa

❤️Sam x Rowena

❤️Sam x Gabriel

❤️Dean x Donna

❤️Charlie x Jo

❤️Benny x Dean

❤️Dean x Crowley

❤️Kevin x Belphegor

❤️Bobby x Crowley

Characters I’ll write “x reader”s for (can be romantic or otherwise)

💕Dean Winchester

💕Sam Winchester

💕Castiel

💕Lucifer

💕Crowley

💕Benny Lafitte

💕Adam Milligan

💕Kevin Tran

💕Jack Kline

💕Rowena MacLeod

💕Charlie Bradbury

Other things I don’t wanna do

🚫later seasons/post show is off the table— I have a bad memory, i don’t remember anything that happened in season 15

🚫Demon Dean

[spnrarepairbunker]

SPN Rare Pair Bunker presents: SPN RarePairTober 2022

It’s a month-long, mixed media event celebrating rare ships of the CW's Supernatural

Similar to other October events that you might be familiar with, RarePairTober will take place throughout the whole month of October. Below you'll find 31 double prompts to create your works for.

The challenge is open to everyone, whether you’re a part of our discord server or not (but you’re welcome to join us here :))

General Rules:

Double prompts consist of a rare ship prompt and a word/phrase prompt. Those can be used combined together, or separately—meaning you can create for the ship without including the word prompt or use the word prompt and create for any rare ship you like

We encourage experimenting with different ships, but if you'd rather write 31 fics for the same pairing, that's alright, too!

You can create for as many or as few prompts as you like. Even just one work is great

The prompts do not have to be filled in order

You can mix this event with other events as long as their rules allow it

Varied forms of creativity are allowed, such as fanfic, visual art, videos, playlists etc

When posting, mention @spnrarepairbunker in the post and tag #spnrarepairtober within the first five tags to make sure we can find your post

Content:

Works about Supernatural only

Must be centered on a rare pair (although romance doesn’t have to be the focus)

Ships considered rare are any ships except for destiel, wincest, and sabriel

There is no minimum or maximum word count for fics

All ratings are fine, but they must be appropriately tagged

No sexual content involving characters under 18

No RPF, reader-insert or ships with OCs

In the header/description, state: pairing, rating and common warnings/triggers, the prompt and its number

If you post to ao3, add your works to our collection: SPNRarePairTober

We aim to reblog all the works. If we don’t reblog yours within three days, feel free to shoot us an ask about it. We reserve the right not to reblog things we find inappropriate.

PROMPTS:

sam x meg | outlaws

adam x michael | stockholm syndrome

bela x ruby | crybaby

cas x meg | tag you're it

billie x rowena | hell or high water

gabriel x loki | surreptitiously

dean x benny | beating heart

cas x sam | gasoline

benny x samandriel | torture dungeon

anna x ruby | rustling river

donna x jody | dripping wax

dean x cassie | shotgun wedding

claire x kaia | uninspired

bobby x rufus | water guns

cas x balthazar | flannel shirt

dean x lee | living louder

sam x gadreel | duct tape

charlie x lisa | commercial break

sam x rowena | fool's gold

dean x lisa | a noise downstairs

bobby x jody | attachment issues

sam x bela | scratches on metal

dean x michael | best of times

sam x eileen | wanted poster

gabriel x rowena | white flag

dean x bela | structural damage

benny x gadreel | manhandle

cas x crowley | mechanical pony

anael x ruby | fast car

bela x crowley | fountain pen

dean x ketch | boomerang

[ao3feed-destiel-02]

Thursday is for the lonely people

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/DjlsF7G by OutOfBlueComesGreen This is the fic where Castiel is calling himself Clarence and Dean is very confused Words: 2234, Chapters: 1/24, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), It's a Wonderful Life (1946) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Jo Harvelle, Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Benny Lafitte, Gordon Walker, Pamela Barnes (Supernatural), Rhonda Hurley, Missouri Moseley, Donna Hanscum, Jody Mills, Castiel (Supernatural), Garth Fitzgerald IV, Crowley (Supernatural), Naomi (Supernatural), Zadkiel (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Mrs. Butters (Supernatural), Max Miller (Supernatural) Relationships: Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Benny Lafitte & Bobby Singer, Jo Harvelle & Bobby Singer, John Winchester/Mary Winchester, Benny Lafitte/Gordon Walker, Sam Winchester & Jo Harvelle Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Underage Sex, dealing with poverty, Body Dysphoria, Praying to Castiel (Supernatural), Canonical Child Abuse, Verbal Abuse, mentiones of bullying, mentiones of conversation therapie, John Winchester's A+Parenting, The X-Files References, Bobby Singer is a baker, Benny Lafitte is a baker, Gordon Walker is a Patissier & Konditor, Coming of Age, Dean Winchester is Protective of Sam Winchester, First Kiss, Guardian Angels, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Christmas Fluff, spousal abuse, Sam Winchester is a child read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/DjlsF7G

[thoughtslikeaminefield]

You have MANY memorable scenes but here’s one: “I know you wish I was him, but I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

Benny :dreamy sigh:

I love them.

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

*image from Briana Buckmaster's Instagram

If We Make It Through December

Summary: Donna is horrified to learn that the boys have never had a proper Christmas, so she invites them to her house for the holiday.

Characters: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum, Sam Winchester, Jody Mills, Claire Novak, Kaia Nieves, Patience Turner, Alex Jones

Warnings/tags: there was no rebar, 18+ ONLY, fluff, light angst, domesticity, holiday celebrations

Words: 12K

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

The Mud On Your Boots

Summary: Until Dean appears in Hibbing unexpectedly, Donna has been enduring a dry spell. Then, just as unexpectedly, they find something in each other and fall deeper into happiness and comfort - and, yes, love.

Characters: Donna Hanscum x Dean Winchester​

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, dirty talk, fluff, consent is sexy, forehead kissing, period sex, fisting, blood as lube, shower sex, fluff, face riding, drunk (consensual) sex, female ejaculation/squirting, Dean manhandling Donna, the L-word

Author’s Notes: The title is a line from Briana Buckmaster’s song “Better Than That.”

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six

Temporary Scars

Summary: Dean loves well and hard. Some day, he’ll reap the rewards.

Squares Filled: Trope Reversal, Touch Starvation, Polyamory

Characters: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum, Dean Winchester x Benny Lafitte, Dean x Donna x Benny

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, angst, Donna has intimacy issues, Dean’s the sweetest, Benny’s swoony as fuck, Dean’s in love, pregnancy kink

Words: 4,600 - maybe more if I can get inspired again

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three

Where Is My Shiny Gun?

Summary: Sam finds himself in a quandary when he realizes he has feelings for Donna by way of the obvious mutual attraction between her and Dean.

Characters: Sam Winchester x Donna Hanscum x Dean Winchester

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, Sam is kinky, Dean is adorable, so is Donna, Dean likes to give Donna massages, voyeurism, Sam directing while masturbating, spanking + breast slapping, brief knife play - no blood

Word Count: 7785

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five

[casmick-consequences]

me finding out there's hidden TERFs among us

fuck it. dean's trans(ftm), cas is trans(xtm), jack is trans(nb), claire is trans(nb), sam is trans(demiboy), eileen is trans(demigirl), garth is trans(ftm), donna is trans(mtf), kaia is trans(demigirl), benny is trans(ftm), mick is trans(ftm), meg is trans(xtf), gabriel is trans(xtm)... who else??

[sunnys-day]

Keres' Relationships:

❤ Jody- Mom #1.Calls when she needs advice or to complain about the boys

❤ Donna- Mom #2. Calls when she needs comfort or a really good recipe

❤ Bobby- Cranky Uncle. Definitely Sam and Dean's dad. Loves him to bits.

❤ Dean- Best friend. Her ride or die.

❤ Sam- Little brother she never had.

❤ Cas- Close friend and flying buddy

❤ Jack- Her baby. Will kill for him. Her favorite.

❤ Benny- Love of her life

❤ Gabe- Nuisance but her go to when she needs to pull off a prank

💔 Chuck- Nuisance... that's it, she's not a fan

❤ Crowley- Pet

❤ Rowena- Necessary evil

💔 Lucifer- Hasn't met him but plans to set him on fire

💔 John and Mary- Hasn't met them. Hates how they treated her boys. Don't mention them or she will fight you.

[someoneoffthestreet]

What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?

[pink-sparkly-witch]

Can't Fight This Feeling, Pt. 1

Summary: Dean is in love with the girl who works in the office. The problem is Y/N is already dating someone, and Dean is not her type, right? When Y/N is dumped by Rick the Prick, the feelings she has had for Dean since she started working at Singer’s Auto come back in full force.

Pairing: Mechanic!Dean Winchester x Female Reader (Eventual)

Bingo Square: Mutual Pining

Warnings: Fluff, angst, language

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: This is written as a submission for Tell Me A Story Bingo hosted by @supernatural-jackles. The square filled is Mutual Pining. This hasn’t been beta’d. All mistakes are mine!

My Masterlist     AO3    Ko-Fi

Dean had to admit he was happy. He loved his job as a mechanic, and the garage he worked at would be his someday. Bobby had already talked to him about buying him out when the old man retired, and he’d agreed to the proposal right away, never doubting it was what he wanted.

He owned a modest two-storey house in a good neighbourhood which he renovated right after moving in. His neighbours were friendly, if a little nosey, and for the most part, he loved attending and hosting the neighbourhood cookouts in the summer months. The only thing missing was someone to share his life with.

He’d had a few relationships in the past, none giving him exactly what he wanted. The closest was Lisa, and he did love her. She didn’t love him, though, and after a while, she realised that she needed more than just a father figure for her son and that Dean deserved better. She broke his heart, making him a little jaded about women for a while.

Dean had gone back to his playboy ways, but it quickly became unsatisfying, and he decided it was time to try dating again. The problem was that he was confident he’d found ‘the one,’ but she was someone else’s girl, and he didn’t want to waste more time with the wrong woman.

Maybe he was just meant to be alone.

His bachelor lifestyle was hitting him even harder recently with his baby brother’s announcement that he and Eileen were getting married. His good buddy, Garth, was also getting married in the summer. Benny and Cas were happy and settled in their relationships. Dean had a feeling that Benny would be asking Donna to move in with him and Cas would be putting a ring on Meg’s finger very soon.

He was glad a customer had dropped off a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro for restoration. It kept him busy and stopped his thoughts from wandering for too long.

“Hey, Dean?” Y/N opened the door that separated reception from the garage floor and shouted, trying to be heard over the noise of the equipment.

“S’up, Y/N?” he called back, unable to stop his smile at seeing her for the first time today. He didn’t sleep much last night, so he opened the garage at 6am. He had to admit, it was strange walking through the garage and not seeing her already sitting in her office.

“Jody’s here for her car, but Bobby’s out. Can you take care of the handover?” Y/N threw him her sweetest smile and biggest puppy eyes, and fuck if he wouldn’t have helped her commit mass murder right here at Singer’s Auto if she asked. He knew she had him wrapped around her little finger, but he was hopelessly in love with her and really didn’t care.

“Sure. Gimme a sec?” Dean said, and she grinned happily at him. God, she’s beautiful when she smiles! Dean thought and shook his head, chuckling at his behaviour. He grabbed the rag tucked into his coverall pocket and wiped the grease from his hands. He walked quickly to the break room and washed his hands to remove the stubborn dirt before heading to the back office.

There were two doors in the break room, one coming to and from the garage floor and the other that led to the corridors with the offices, bathrooms and changing rooms. Dean took the one into the corridor and headed to the back office, which belonged to Bobby. 

Bobby’s office held the safe where they locked the vehicle keys at the end of the day or when they were waiting to be collected. Opening the safe and pulling out Jody’s keys, Dean made sure to he locked it and the office behind him and made his way to the reception.

“Sheriff. Good to see you,” Dean greeted. He’d known Jody a long time. She was his mom’s best friend. 

“Dean! Good to see you too,” Jody smiled and pulled the mechanic in for a hug. “You’re looking a little skinny. Are you taking care of yourself?”

“Yeah, you know,” Dean started, rubbing his hand over his neck. “Been working hard. Long hours. You know the drill.”

“Yeah, I can see that beautiful Camaro you’re restoring. Is she keeping you busy?” Jody asked, smiling gently at Y/N, who handed her some paperwork to sign.

“Something like that, yeah.” Dean chuckled.

“Dean Winchester!” Jody scolded. “Do I have to call your mother and tell her you’re not taking care of yourself? Tell me, Y/N… does he ever go home?”

“He was here before me this morning, and I was in at 7:30 to handle an early delivery for Bobby,” Y/N tattled. “You know he never even ate breakfast? I went over to the diner and got him pancakes and bacon. It’s no wonder he’s getting skinny.” 

“Traitor!” Dean playfully said, pointing in her direction. “And here I thought you, of all people, would have my back!”

“And lie to the Sheriff? And your mother?” Y/N huffed in disbelief. “Sorry, Dean! Even I’m not dumb enough to go up against those two!” she giggled at Dean’s look of mock hurt. “You know if it was anybody else, I’d have your back all day, every day, but I will not go up against Jody and Mary!” Y/N playfully stuck her tongue out, showing she was only teasing.

“That’s my girl!” Jody laughed. “Thank you for taking care of him. At least when he’s here,” she smiled softly and squeezed Y/N’s forearm.

“Ah, what are friends for,” Y/N waved her hand, telling them it was nothing.

Friends. There was that word that twisted his gut. He knew he shouldn’t feel what he does for her; she already has a boyfriend, so friends are all they’ll ever be. “Alright, ‘gang up on Dean hour’ is over. What are you still doing here anyway? Thought you had a lunch date with Mr Pretty-Boy-Wannabe-Entrepreneur?”

“Okay, first of all: you gotta damn cheek calling anyone a “pretty boy,” pretty boy! Secondly… cancelled it.” Y/N shrugged and smiled sadly, grabbing the paperwork for the Sheriff’s car to file. “It was nice to see you, Jody!” she turned and returned to her office.

“You too, honey,” Jody raised a hand in farewell, waited until Y/N was safely behind her desk, and lowered her voice. “Any idea what that was about?”

“No clue,” Dean responded with a frown.

“Alright, I gotta get back to it. Thanks for this, Dean,” Jody held her car key up and nodded. “I’ll see you soon. And call your mother!”

“Yes, ma’am!” Dean grinned and raised a hand to wave goodbye. When the door closed, he stood for a minute, trying to decide whether to push Y/N on what was going on with her. She was visibly upset by something, and if his gut was right, it had to do with the douchebag she was dating.

Huffing, Dean headed to her office and leaned against the door frame. The radio played REO Speedwagon’s Can’t Fight This Feeling, and he smiled softly as she hummed along. Not wanting to startle her, he knocked quietly on the door, just loud enough to announce he was there.

The noise coming from the garage floor often masked footsteps on the linoleum. Although it was hilarious when Y/N punched, kicked, or yelled out when she got startled by one of their voices at her door, he was pretty sure she’d punch him in the face if he did that to her now.

Glancing up, Y/N smiled like she always did when she saw him, like she was genuinely happy to see him, like he was the only person she wanted to see. He’d watched her and knew that no one else got those smiles from her, and, man, did that make him feel special.

“Hey. You alright?” Dean asked and frowned deeper when her smile fell, and she nodded her head, quickly lowering it behind the monitor in front of her.

“You sure? Because I can tell you’re upset,” he made no move to enter her office, leaning against the doorframe and giving her space. Dean sighed when he was met with silence. “Y/N/N, sweetheart, we’re friends, right?” he licked his lips and raised his eyebrows at her slight nod. “Then you know you can talk to me. Tell me anything. I just wanna help. See that smile back on your face.”

“Rick broke up with me last night,” Y/N finally spoke after a while. Dean’s eyebrows shot up in shock. Those were words he never thought he’d hear.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry. What happened?” Dean finally moved from his perch on the doorframe and took the chair across the desk from hers.

“The new tech company he and his buddies created?” she spoke softly, and Dean nodded. “It’s starting to take off, and he’s been travelling a lot. Going to all these Expos and events, and apparently, I’m holding him back.”

“Y/N,” Dean wanted to go to her, comfort her but held back with every ounce of strength he had.

“Which I guess is guy speak for there’s a lot of beautiful women out there, and having a girlfriend is kinda cramping my style,” she tried to smile. Still, tears were gathering in the corners of her eyes. “But it’s okay. At least he didn’t cheat on me, right?” There was a bitter chuckle that Dean didn’t like the sound of. He’d give anything to take away her pain.

“I always knew Rick the Prick was a dumb douchebag. That asshole wouldn’t see a great thing if it walked in front of him and slapped him in the face. What exactly did they teach him at the fancy private school his daddy sent him to?” Dean fumed. Rick really was a prick. He’d never liked him. He always thought he was above everyone else.

“That he doesn’t need an education. He only needs the unlimited money from the trust fund his daddy set up for him, and everything will fall into his lap?” Y/N responded, and Dean laughed. 

“It’s gonna be fine, sweetheart. There’s someone much better out there for you. I know it,” he smiled. “Now, how ‘bout I take my favourite girl to lunch before I head into the city to pick up some parts? What d’ya say?”

“Sure, thanks, Dean.” Y/N smiled brightly, and Dean leaned forward on the chair and gently grabbed her chin, giving her a charming wink.

“There she is! There’s that smile I love so much! Come on, burgers and milkshakes on me!”

“And pie?” Y/N pulled out the puppy eyes as she stood and rounded her desk, making Dean chuckle.

“Sure,” he said, pulling her into a hug and kissing her hair. “You can have all the pie you want, sweetheart.”

Dean’s smile didn’t fade when he got back to the garage, something that didn’t go unnoticed by his best friend, Benny. He was among the few who knew about Dean’s true feelings for Y/N.

“What’s that smile for Winchester?” Benny grinned as he leaned on the roof of the car Dean was working on.

“You saying I can’t be happy, Lafitte?” Dean sassed him back.

“Course you can. I just haven’t seen you this happy in a long time, brother,” Benny smiled softer now.

“I had a great lunch with great company,” Dean shrugged as if it was no big deal.

“With your girl in the office, huh?” The cheeky grin was back on Benny’s lips.

“She’s not my girl,” Dean protested.

“Yet. I know how you feel about Y/N, Dean. And the guy she’s with? He doesn’t deserve her, and once she realises it, it’ll be over for them.” Benny slapped his friend's shoulder in the way men do to comfort each other.

“It already is, man,” Dean lowered his voice to stop the whole garage from overhearing. “They broke up last night. ‘S why I took her out for lunch. Cheer her up a little.”

“Shit,” Benny lowered his voice, too, glancing around him to make sure they weren’t overheard. “What happened?”

“I don’t think it’s my place to say,” Dean’s response made Benny smile slightly. He was always so protective of her. It was damn adorable.

“Sure, I get that. She’s okay, though, right?” Benny adored Y/N, too, although his adoration was brotherly towards her.

“She will be,” Dean nodded.

“You gonna swoop in and sweep her off her feet?” Benny’s signature cheeky grin was back full force, and Dean rolled his eyes at his best friend.

“No. You know she doesn’t feel that way ‘bout me. Besides, I’m not her type,” Dean defended.

“Sure. Whatever you say, chief. Just don’t write it off yet, alright? ‘S’all I’m trying to say,” Benny gave him a knowing look, and Dean scoffed, unconvinced.

“Yeah, sure. Whatever. Do you need me to pick anything up from the city? I got parts that need collecting,” Dean’s quick change of subject made Benny chuckle.

“Nah, all good. I was gonna ask if you wanna go for drinks after work on Saturday, though. Start Memorial weekend off right.” Benny said.

“Yeah, sure. Roadhouse?” Dean asked.

“That’s the plan. And Dean? If you want a chance, a real chance with Y/N? Maybe don’t go chasing everything in a skirt. Make her see that you don’t always need to take someone home, that you can be in a relationship and not just be a one-and-done kinda guy,” Benny winked and walked away with a chuckle, leaving Dean wide-eyed with shock.

Lunch had been just what Y/N needed, and she’d done nothing but laugh and smile at Dean and his storytelling and blatant flirting. It reminded her of why she fell for him in the first place.

Dean was always funny and flirty. He knew how to make her laugh, even on her worst days. He treated her with kindness and respect, and she knew he had her back, no questions asked. He’d always been a gentleman with her, often pretending to be her boyfriend when some dick at the bar got too handsy with her or making sure she got home safe, and she loved him for it.

He was just her type too. Handsome, funny, smart, a cocky bastard. But how he acted with her and treated her was the same way he was with every woman he encountered. Except for the ones he wanted to go home with. They got his A-game, so she knew her feelings weren’t reciprocated.

The night Rick came over to her in the bar and attempted to flirt with her, she’d thought he was cute. She could tell he was out of his depth right off the bat, but his eagerness to impress her made her heart melt. When he asked if he could buy her a drink, she said yes.

At the bar, they talked for a while, and when he asked if he could take her on a date, she caught sight of Dean chatting up another beautiful, busty brunette who could be on the cover of magazines and knew for sure she’d never get to be his girl, so she said yes. The rest, as they say, was history.

Rick was so far from her type that none of her friends ever quite “got” them as a couple. Rick was from a trust fund family, his father a multi-million-dollar entrepreneur in Kansas City, and he had wanted for nothing growing up. Everything was handed to him on a gold plate. He didn’t know the meaning of living paycheck to paycheck or just getting by - which was how she’d grown up.

He was sweet, though and treated her like she’d always wanted a man to treat her. She didn't care about the fancy restaurants or the extravagant gifts he gave her; she cared that he proudly showed her off to his friends and family, who all seemed to adore her. He was always a gentleman when she was with him.

Rick wasn’t much in the bedroom, but was that really important when you loved everything else about a person? Good sex wasn’t the be-all and end-all and certainly didn’t constitute a good relationship, right?

None of it mattered anymore, anyway. He’d shown his true colours and made sure she knew she wasn’t good enough for him. It was time to put him in her past and try to move forward. She’d cried over him all night, which was far too long in her book.

Glancing over at Dean working under the hood of the Camaro, she smiled to herself. Now that Rick was out of the picture and with how sweet the mechanic had been with her at the diner, the feelings she’d had for Dean since her first day working here were back. She grinned, remembering Dean telling her she was beautiful and worth it and Rick didn’t deserve–

“Watcha smiling at Cher?” Benny said, causing her to yelp and jump, banging her knee off the desk.

“God dammit, Benny! What d’ya do that for?” she whined, rubbing her sore knee and glaring at the laughing Cajun leaning against the doorframe. “What d’ya want?” she pouted.

“I’m sorry for scaring ya,” Benny chuckled. “Just wanted to see if you’re up for some drinks at the Roadhouse on Saturday.”

“Well… that depends,” Y/N furrowed her brows as she looked at him.

“On…?” Benny asked.

“Who’s going?” she replied.

“The usual: me and Donna, Cas and Meg…”

“Oh great! Couples being all…” she gestured wildly with her hands, trying to find the right word. “Coupley,” she finished, lips curling in distaste.

“Dean’s going too, so you two can couple-bash together,” Benny smirked.

“Sure. Until a hottie shows up in a belt claiming it’s a skirt, her boobs spilling out of a top that’s two sizes too small so they look way bigger than they actually are, and Dean goes all horndog over her. And then, as always, I’ll be the awkward third wheel while you guys all stare at each other with heart eyes,” Y/N rambled, and Benny looked on in amusement.

“You know what? Thanks for the invite Benny, but I think I should sit this one out,” she concluded.

“Aw, come on, Cher! It’ll be fun!” Benny tried putting on his best puppy eyes, and she rolled hers dramatically.

“For who, Benny? No one wants the bitter, newly single girl crashing their good time buzz,” she sighed exasperatedly.

“We do, Y/N/N. Look, just think about it, okay?” Benny pleaded.

“I appreciate it, Benny, but honestly, I don’t think it’ll be a fun night for me seeing two perfect couples be all mushy and Dean hitting on every girl there except…” she stopped abruptly.

“Except who, Cher?” Benny prodded, even though he already knew the answer.

“Doesn’t matter,” Y/N waved her hand dismissively.

“Yes, it does,” Benny tried one last time.

“I’ll think about it, okay? If there’s nothing else, I need to get on with these invoices.”

Benny nods, understanding that she wants the subject dropped. “He’s an asshole, you know.”

“Who?” Y/N’s brow furrows in confusion.

“Rick,” Benny says, and she gives a small, grateful smile. “Dean, too,” Benny winks and leaves her office before she questions him further. Those two idiots needed to sort this out for themselves, after all.

What Benny said had stunned her. Never in a million years would she think there was a chance Dean shared her feelings, but something in his face when he told her that Dean was an asshole had her thinking…

Nah. It’s too crazy. There’s no way he likes me.

She needs to get over this obsession with Dean. It’s unhealthy; she’s not his type and never will be. She’s not perfectly flawless or sexy like the women he takes home.

They’re just friends, and she needs to accept that’s all they’ll ever be.

Part Two >>

Jensen / Dean Tags: @akshi8278 @deanwanddamons @deans-baby-momma @siospins2 @sexyvixen7 @leigh70

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Weekly Poker Game

Reader x Everyone – Ok not every one but she gets with a lot of men.

Word count: 4.5K

Warnings: SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, language, did I say smut??!?! Vampire love bites, female receiving, anal sex, fingering, normal sex, PSA: wear a condom folks

Request

Hi, I have a request and I am not sure you will do it but It’s a little long and want fit in your ask box. First I guess I should say it’s multiple characters. You don’t have to include them in the whole story unless you want to. The reader lives with Sam, Dean, Cas and Adam in the bunker. Once a week they play poker. The guest are Benny, Kevin, Balthazar, Michael, Gabriel, Gadreel. Then while the boys play the reader has guest too, Jody, Claire, Alex, Donna, and Charlie. While the guys are playing poker The reader and girls are in the kitchen making snacks and talking. The reader admits that during sex no guy has ever made her make noise, Gabriel and the other angels hear this and he tells the others and they kind of want to make it a challenge to see who can get the reader to make noises. You can chose any or all of them to try but I am a Dean girl so he must win the challenge. It can be all smutty or how ever you think it should be. Let me know if you can or can’t do it. Thanks @sandlee44

A/N: This is literally crack!  There are 16 different people represented here in someway shape or form.  I tried to make sure everyone was properly distinguished. Hope you enjoy.

“Did you put chips on the list?” Dean yelled at (Y/N) from the pantry. “Yeah, chips and dip got it.” (Y/N) replied back. Cases had been down for the last few months so Adam and (Y/N) had decided that it would be a good idea to start having everyone together. The weekly poker game started with just Dean, Sam, Adam, and (Y/N); then everyone invited others and now (Y/N) and the guys were preparing for another fun evening. “Hey, Cas you’re coming with me to store.” (Y/N) told him. “Ok?” Cas looked confused. (Y/N) took Cas’ arm, “I need your help picking out the snacks for the angels. Other than Gabe no one ever eats.” “That’s because they don’t have to eat.” He announced. “Well it’s rude and your still coming with me.” (Y/N) grabbed the list and the keys to the Impala. “Hey, (Y/N/N) don’t forget to buy the good beer this time.” Dean laughed. You buy PBR one time because we were low on funds and the bastards never lets you live in down. The store was pretty quite but you were there early on a weekday. “What about these do you think they’d like them?” (Y/N) held up a bag of Funyun’s. “I have enjoyed them in the past.” Cas said. “Ok then we have a winner. We need a few more salty options and then we can look at the sweets.” You both piled all of your wonderful junk food finds into the back in car and headed to bunker before anything could melt.

“Did you get the good beer?” Sam asked helping to unload the car. “Jeez, I bought the cheap stuff one time.” (Y/N) argued. “Sorry, touchy much?” Sam gave you his concern eyes. “Don’t worry about it.” Recently, (Y/N) had been a little agitated with the lack of cases she didn’t have much opportunity to hit things or meet a her next good looking male conquest. She knew that it wasn’t right to take it out on the boys. “Sammy, just leave those on the counter. No point in putting them away.” She told him pointing to the chips. Adam came bouncing into the kitchen, with a bright smile on his face. Ever since the angels saved him from hell he had been a bright shining light to the bunker. As if Hell never really touched him, (Y/N) always thought that Michael had shielded him as much as he could and put his soul in a safe place within him. “(Y/N/N), what can I do to help you? Ohh, you got the good beer.” He chuckled making Sam snort under his breath. She rolled her eyes, almost done with the Winchesters boys. “Put those in the fridge. Have you set up the cards and poker chips yet?” Adam opened the fridge door. “Nope not yet, I will.”

It was only a few minutes before everyone would start arriving, (Y/N) was buzzing around trying to straighten up the last items. She loved having everyone over, it was almost like they lived normal life on these nights. Sam and Dean were already sitting at the poker table drinking and shuffling the cards. Adam and Cas were hanging out in the kitchen eating the pretzels that (Y/N) had already put out for the girls. Claire, Jody and Alex arrived first followed by the Angels, Gabriel, Michael, Gadreel, and Balthazar. Everyone was hugging each other and smiling so much we didn’t even notice that Benny, Kevin, Donna and Charlie had managed to slip in. (Y/N) could barely contain herself embracing the ever adorable Kevin and Charlie, she was practically popping out of her skin. “Where is the ring leader?” Gabriel piped up. Dean raised his hand, “I’m right here.” “Oh no, not you. I mean the gorgeous one.” Gabriel spotted (Y/N) amongst the crowd of bodies. “Oh there she is!” He made a dash over to her. “Come here lovely!” Gabriel wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up planting a huge friendly kiss on her lips. “I got you something.” He told her as her eyes sparkled with happiness. He somehow pulled out a dozen red roses from his pocket. She gasped, “oh Gabe, they’re beautiful. Thank you!” Giggling she pulled him into a firm hug. “Alright ladies, lets get to the girl time.” Jody announced. Donna smelled the roses, “those smell wonderful. We should get them in water.” Taking them from (Y/N)’s hands. The girls walked to kitchen table, the boys continued talking. “Kevin, always find a way to score extra points with the ladies.” Gabriel said flinging his arm around Kevin’s shoulder. “He’s right.” Benny interjected. “Even doing small things for your cher goes a long way.” “Would you two stop helping him? If she likes him, she likes him.” Dean tried to explain. “It couldn’t help to try and earn some extra credit. I was really good at that in school.” Kevin told them. All the guys knew that Kevin had a crush on Claire, hell Claire even knew but she liked a guy who was more bold and Kevin was still so shy when it came to girls. She was nice to him but she wasn’t going to make the first move. Gabriel chuckled, “Yeah, well stick with us and we’ll teach you a few things about women.” “So are we going to play poker tonight or what?” Dean tried to focus the group. The men took their normal spots around the table.

In the kitchen, the ladies were fixing additional snacks for everyone. “Girls!” Jody scolded Alex and Claire. “Stopping eating all those pretzels and help Charlie plate some of this food.” Charlie protested, “Really, I got this.” “No, no we’ll help you” Alex said. “(Y/N) do you think you bought enough food?” Jody asked looking at the fully stocked fridge. “This is nothing. I live with four hunters and they can eat all of this and still ask for seconds. Plus there are 16 people in this bunker! I’m afraid that I didn’t get enough food.” (Y/N) informed. Donna and (Y/N) were putting some cookie dough on a baking sheet. “So, (Y/N/N) how has the huntin’ been going?” Donna questioned. “Pretty good, I guess, Sam caught us a wraith case a week ago. It wasn’t anything special.” (Y/N) said completely missing Donna roll her eyes. “Not that kinda huntin’. I mean the man huntin’.” Donna clarified. “Oh yeah, now this is what I want to hear.” Jody said pouring a glass of wine. “Ooh ooh me too!” Charlie said with excitement. (Y/N) smirked shaking her head, “I hate ya’ll so much.” “No ya don’t.” Donna cut you off. “Well with the lack of hunts I haven’t been able to go out as much and pick up men. I don’t want to date any of the guys in town so the man huntin’ is awful.” (Y/N) bit her lip. “Aww shucks!” Donna let out. “Well what about the Winchester trio?” Charlie asked smiling with a glint in her eye. (Y/N) gritted her teeth understanding exactly what she was asked, “What about the Winchesters?” “I think she means I betcha they could make you moan.” Donna commented eating a fresh baked cookie from the cooling rack. (Y/N) kept looking down afraid to say anything but finally she mumbled. “I think that would be pretty hard for them to do.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Claire picked up on what you were saying. Now all the ladies were involved in the conversation and all eyes were on (Y/N). “I don’t know, it’s just no guy has really never made me…” The words just stopped flowing from (Y/N) mouth as a warm flush of embarrassment spread across her cheeks. “They never made you what?” Alex’s eyes made contact with (Y/N) seeing her turn red. “They don’t ever get me to make any noises.” (Y/N) admitted. Jody and Donna in tandem gulped down their wine. “Sweetie, that sucks. I told you that you should have joined our team.” Charlie wrapped an arm around (Y/N)’s shoulder and (Y/N) buried her head in Charlie’s neck breathing in Charlie’s strawberry shampoo scent. “I know. I really should, Charles. If it was only that easy.” (Y/N) quickly gave Charlie a peck on the lips. “That’s it! Men can’t make me moan, I’m becoming a lesbian.” She giggled making idol threats.

“I need some more beer.” Dean said as he took his last sip. “I’ll go get some from the kitchen.” Cas replied. “We’ll help!” Gabriel popped up smacking Baltazar’s arm. “I guess we will.” Baltazar sighed. The three angels were almost to the doorway of when they heard (Y/N) blurt out her confession. “Stop, did you hear that?” Gabriel exclaimed quietly. “What a shame?” Baltazar was quick to ignore his brother. “No, brothers, I have an idea.” Gabriel pleaded. “Come on, Gabriel. Dean sent us on a task, one in which I plan on completing.” Cas projected a low growl. “Buzz kill!” Gabriel frowned, before turning the corner, “Ladies! The heavens have opened up and I have seen a vision of perfection.” All the women’s hearts started to swoon, Gabriel always pulled out all the charm. He walked right over to (Y/N) taking her hand dragging her out to the center of the room. “My lovely, we have been sent on a beer run.” He said over dramatically. “All the beer is in the fridge. I’d grab two cases the boys like to drink.” She said. “Thank you my lady.” Gabriel kissed her hand. (Y/N) blushed like crazy, she knew he was just buttering her up but she loved the attention. The angels left the kitchen and (Y/N) couldn’t wait to get back to her girl friends and giggle and whisper about the truly adorable angels.

“That is completely unacceptable.” Gabriel said to Baltazar as they walked into the war room. “It’s her life, mate.” Baltazar sat down. Dean’s head popped up, “What’s unacceptable? Whose life?” “It’s (Y/N) how do I put this delicately.“ Gabriel spoke diplomatically. Baltazar blurted without any hesitation, “she isn’t getting fucked well enough.” Everyone was interested in the conversation now, “You could have said that better.” Gabriel protested. “Wait, how did you find this out?” Sam questioned. Cas’ deep voice began, “We over heard them having their ‘girl talk’” he made air quotes with his fingers. “Oh shit!” Dean sighed. “I don’t understand.” Michael joined the conversation. “Mikey, it’s like this. When I woman is talking badly about her love life to her friends, it really is that bad.” Gabriel explained. “But why is that any concern of yours?” Michael asked. Dean and Gabriel were on the same wavelength and Dean spoke up “because making a woman scream your name or moan when you hit that sweet spot is like the most glorious sound ever.” Dean was getting turned on by the idea. “I would love an opportunity to make that pretty girl sing.” Benny added. “Me too!” Gabriel, Dean and Baltazar said in unison. “I’ll bet you I can make her cum the loudest.” Dean said to Gabriel as he stood. “You’re on!” Gabriel agreed. “Sam you in?” Dean asked. “First I don’t think she’d go for this and second, I’ve got a good thing going with…” Sam’s voice trailed off not wanting to give anything away. “Who do you have a thing with?” Adam asked Sam. “No one, no one at all.” Sam replied. Dean chuckled knowing exactly what Sam was talking about, “Dean, who is Sam hooking up with?” Adam asked feeling out of the loop. Kevin interjected, “dude, he’s been seeing Jody for months now. You would know that if actually asked Alex questions instead of just trying to get in her pants.” “That right there is why you are stuck in the friend zone.” Gabriel addressed Kevin. Gabriel turned, “so you guys ready to give her the most pleasure she has ever experienced.” Gabriel pulled out his phone to text (Y/N)

Join us in your bedroom, you won’t be disappointed.

A smile crept across (Y/N) as she read the message. “Alright y'all, I’ve gotta go check on the boys. I don’t know when I’ll be back.” She grabbed a tray of food and walked out of the kitchen to the war room. “Samuel, do you know what Gabriel is up to?” She asked. The whole table of men busted out laughing. She rolled her eyes. “Come on guys! I’m not going to my room unless I know what’s going on. He is a trickster.” “Ok ok,” Sam said between giggles, “they bet, they bet,” he stuttered, “they’re betting on who can make you be the loudest in bed.” (Y/N) smacked Cas, “oh shit! You guys heard that?” “Yes, we did and I’m sorry for the invasion of privacy.” Cas apologized. “Yeah and now Dean, Gabriel, Benny and Baltazar are in there waiting on you.” Adam chuckled. Her core tighten as she heard the names of the four men. To say she didn’t hold any feelings for them would be a lie. “They are all in there?” She slowly spoke, raising her eyebrows for effect. “Oh, I’ll be in my room and if you hear any loud noises don’t come running.” She smirked. “What? You’re going?” Sam asked. “Hell yeah! The four of them, yeah no contest I’m going.” She chuckled before practically running down the hall.

The anticipation in her body almost made her tremble as she approached her door. She breathed slowing trying to calm her nerves, (Y/N) was adventurous of course but four men well really two angels, a vampire and a man, never in her wildest dreams had she ever thought this would happen. She gently pushed the almost closed door to her room open, she gasped in awe looking at the beautiful man before her. Candles, flowers and soft music was playing in the background, she smiled thinking that only Gabriel would have thought to do that for her. “Don’t just stand there.” Gabriel pulled her into the room closing the door. “So I understand that some bets have been made and I’m the deciding vote.” She said as she walked around touching each man’s shoulder and arms. “Are you ok with this?” Dean asked. “You have no idea how ok I’m with this.” She smirked. The men pulled her into a the center of a circle made by their bodies. Gabriel was the first to capture her mouth with a kiss as hands from the other men roamed over her body. She felt the gentle kiss from Dean on the back of her neck. Her body all of sudden tensed up not sure what to expect. “My lovely, are you alright?” Gabriel asked. “Yes,” she shook her head no. He chuckled, “what’s wrong?” “I just realized I’ve never been naked in front of this many men before.” She responded, a flood of self doubt entered her brain. Thinking about every scar, or dimple in her skin. “Oh cher, you are perfect.” Benny said before claiming a kiss. “It’s true Sweetheart” Dean proclaimed sliding the cardigan off her shoulders. Baltazar moved to his knees, lifting the hem of her tank top just enough to kiss her soft skin of her stomach. “Beautiful! Positively beautiful!” Her body relaxed, “Better?” Gabriel asked. “Much” her hand threaded into Gabriel’s hair as she pulled him into a kiss. The men made short work removing all of her excess layers. She stood there on display in just her bra and panties. Dean, Benny and Gabriel all took turns kissing (Y/N), each kiss was more passionate than the next. Her lips were swollen and started to go numb. She barely noticed that Baltazar was slowly pulling down her panties, placing delicate kisses on the front of her sex. Dean unhooked her bra, as Benny drug the straps of her shoulders exposing her naked form to the men. Hungrily, Benny cupped her breasts running his fingers over her nipples before he took one in his mouth. She whimpered feeling all the sensations, her legs spread on their own, Baltazar slipped a finger into her soaked core. “You’re so wet!” Baltazar announced, his tongue found her clit sending a shock through her. “Ohhh” her breath hitched in Gabriel’s mouth, a smile crept across both of their faces. Baltazar kept licking through her folds. She moaned softly, her lips being teased by Gabriel, “feel good?” “Oh yeah!” her hands touched the still clothed men wanting nothing more than to feel their soft skin under her fingertips. Her first orgasm was sudden making her hips jerk slightly towards Baltazar’s mouth as her knees buckled slightly. Benny and Dean’s strong arms kept her still and upright until Baltazar was done working her through the peak of excitement. Her legs were like jelly, she was lead to the bed by a warm hand. She laid flat on her bed with her knees bent and tightly together as she let the pleasure high take over. Her eyes opened to witness the beautiful men removing their clothes, she was glued to the sight. Baltazar joined her in the bed first, kissing her a few times, “Normally, I’m a taker but you tasted so sweet.” She watched his hands as they grabbed her breast, “Are you ready for someone else?” Her head shook with an almost inaudible yes escaping her lips. The bed dipped near the foot of the bed, (Y/N) felt two strong hands touching her feet. Baltazar left her side, she lifted herself seeing Benny’s smug smile, kissing her feet as he massaged roughly into to the ball of her foot. She groaned deeply, her feet were tough and rough from all the years being stuck in boots and kicking monsters’ asses. She hadn’t felt this simple sensual pleasure in so long. Benny worked on the other foot and cautiously moving up her calf, her knees separated unconsciously falling open so that all the men could ever inch of her glory. “Mon Cher,” his southern accent was so sexy making her become wetter than before. “I think you might like some pain with your pleasure” he kissed her thigh. “Dean, why don’t you join us?” He asked. Dean was next to her in seconds, capturing her lips with his, running calloused fingers over her chest and stomach. “Sweetheart, you didn’t answer the man, do you like pain with your pleasure?” “Yes!” She whispered excitedly. “I’m sure one the angels will heal you up when I’m done.” Both angels nodded, she gasped with anticipation as Benny showed her his vampire teeth. She had never been bit and allowing this was going against her resolve but she trusted Benny and with Dean by her side she wasn’t concerned. He sank his teeth into her soft curvaceous thigh as two fingers plunged into her pussy. She winced at the pain of his sharp teeth, he pulled away licking his lips, “You have a good pain tolerance.” Benny continued to thrust his fingers in her core while Dean sucked and played with her nipples. Her head fell back closing her eyes, she could feel Benny licking up the blood on her thigh. Then without warning he bit her again in the other thigh, she wailed out loudly, trying to withstand the pain. “Was that too much?” Benny asked. “No, I just wasn’t expecting it.” She assured him. “Good, cause I could spend all day down her.” He thumb moved over her clit, his expert hands working her over. Tiny moans and groans started to fill the room. (Y/N) walls were fluttering and Benny knew she was close, her hips gyrated fucking herself into Benny’s thick fingers. “Yes, Benny! Right there!” she yelled out. That was his queue, he replaced his thumb with his mouth over her clit and began licking and sucking hard on the bud. “Fuck!” She yelled out her vision went black as her release ripped through her. “Cher, you are just beautiful when cum.” Benny crawled up her torso, she could feel his still jean covered bulge against her core, he drew her into a firm kiss. While he was pulling away he noticed that she was losing color in her face from the blood loss. “Oh, (Y/N), as much as I want to continue. I think we better get you healed up itself or else you won’t be able to go another two rounds.” “Yeah, two more rounds.” She giggled hoping and praying that Gabriel would be next. “I am next!” Gabriel sauntered over with a slick smile on his face. Benny and Dean moved from the bed, she turned on her side as she watched Gabriel strip down to nothing, he pressed two fingers to get head allowing a warmth to pass over her body healing her. “Tell me what you want?” He asked. She prayed again. “Oh no for the whole class to hear.” “I want you inside of me.” She said slowly with emphasis on each syllable. Gabriel wasted no time putting a condom over his hard length. He grabbed her legs swinging them off the bed while her body laid on the bed, she laughed at the sudden movement. She wrapped her legs around his waist ready for him to make his entrance. He stood over top of her, his cock laid on her stomach, he bent his body down lips just grazing her ear. “This isn’t exactly how I thought our first time would go but you have to admit this is fun.” She hummed at his comments. “From now on it would be my honor to take care of your pleasure needs.” His whispers were teasing her in a way she couldn’t explain. She just wanted to feel him, he could hear her silent pleads. He pulled away from her and stood pressing his cock head into her pussy, grabbing her hips as he slid into her gently. “You are so tight.” He moaned, pulling out only to propel his hips forward with great force. “Oh damn!” She yelled, unable to stop the giggle that followed. He dick was hitting her g-spot with such precision she couldn’t help but moan loudly. His technique was flawless and kept up the pace. “Yes Gabe!” She thrust herself into him as she pulled him down towards her, their lips crashing against each other. “Don’t stop” she whispered. They held each other as they fucked feeling each other climax at the same time with obscenities flowing from their mouths. They stayed in each others arms until Gabriel slowly moved out of her though if there was no one there he would have stayed like this for hours. (Y/N) turned her body fully on the bed still out of breath and now exhausted. “Sweetheart, (Y/N) if you are too tired. I can always make you scream some other time.” Dean winked, shuffling his feet towards the bed. “But what about the bet?” She laughed. “Who is winning so far?” “That would be me, Cher.” Benny spoke up. She moved to her knees, “I wanna see what Dean can do.” Dean made his way to the bed and was kissing her as fast as he could, “You don’t have to tell me twice, Sweetheart.” He kissed down her body, licking up the salty sweat that had formed on her body from earlier endeavors. His tongue circled her nipple, “I’ve known you for a long time, and been watching how you react. I think I know how to make you beg for more.” Her mind was racing at the thought of what Dean was going to do. He continued to kiss down her stomach and into her clit. His flat tongue licked up and down her folds. She moaned quietly, but that was not enough for Dean. He lifted her feet up to her ears exposing her bottom to him. “Shit, Dean!” She groaned at the new position. He thrusted his tongue into her ass hole. “Fuck, fuck oh fuck, Dean that feels awesome.” She screamed. “I knew you like that.” He acknowledged with a boyish smile. He continued to lick deeper and deeper into her hole making her yell and moan in pleasure. “Yeah, I think Dean wins.” Baltazar said quietly to the other men. Dean heard him and the other men talking but he wasn’t close to being done. “You want more, (Y/N)?” He asked. “Yes, yes, yes Dean. I want more.” She screamed out. “That’s right you want more. Bend over Sweetheart” he commanded. She got on all fours. “You think you can take my cock in your ass?” “Um hum” she answered shaking her head. “Hand me one of those?” Dean asked and Gabriel passed him a condom. Her ass was already stretched and wet from all of Dean’s frantic licking. He drove his sheathed thick cock into her hole. She felt the marvelous burn as he stretched her past her limit. He grabbed a handful of hair, his hips swiveled thrusting in and out hard and fast. She had never panted and moaned like this with another man before. “Dean, please harder! Harder! More!” He picked up his speed, holding her in place. He enjoyed watching his cock slip and slide out of her, as her ass jiggled with his ramming force. She started to clinch around him, the pleasure was amazing and she never wanted it to end even as she began to tear when he grabbed her hair again. “Ohhh” she yelled as her orgasm hit her so hard. Dean came not to long after. “Damn, Sweetheart who knew you had such a kinky side.” He chuckled, pulling out of her and collapsing next to her. All of the men crawled into bed with (Y/N), snuggling up next her the best they could. She felt like she was being worshipped as she fell asleep in their arms completely spent. One by one the men left, all but Gabriel, who was still holding her when finally work up. “Evening gorgeous” he greeted with a smile. “Hey!” She laughed, “you stayed?” “Of course I stayed” he ran her fingers through her hair. “I told you it would be my honor to take care of your pleasure needs from now on.” “Yeah but that was just something you said during sex.” Not believing what he said. “It wasn’t just something to say. I could spend a lifetime with you.” He kissed her covering her cold body with a blanket. She shot straight up, “Gabe, I forgot that everyone is still here.” “Shhh, shhh” he calmed her down. “Everyone is still here but they have been keeping themselves occupied.” “Occupied?” “Oh yes, my boy Kevin and Claire are making out in a back room, Adam and Alex are hot and heavy in the back of Dean’s car and well Sam and Jody are rated X right about now.” She chuckled at his descriptions. “Everyone else are eating, or still playing. I think this is probably the best poker night ever.” “I know a way to make it even better.” She laughed showing him a seductive smile. “Oh really! You are insatiable.” He interlocked his fingers with hers. “You have no idea.” She said pushing him back before she straddled him. “I’m on top this time.” She winked.

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Patience

Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean takes care of you after a rough hunt.

Requested by Anonymous: May I please request dean taking care of the reader after she had a surgery after a rough hunt?? I would love to see how he helps her while she's recovering. I can already imagine being overly protective and being adorable and cute and all worried

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: injuries, blood, angst, mild swearing, mentions of alcohol, fluff, kissing

The hunt went rough, not as bad as others had been in your years of hunting, but enough to land you in the hospital with a concussion and the need for stitches not even Dean could handle himself. He was a nervous wreck the two days you’d spent there, he’d never admit it but he was. When you’d first woken up, you were too tired to do more than open your eyes the slightest bit to find your beau with his head resting against his arm, hand heavy in yours as his eyes focused on the tv in the corner of the room. You recalled his leg bouncing the way it does when he’s worked up about something, offering your hand the occasional squeeze.

Once he’d seen you were awake, it had really started to show no matter how he tried to play it off. Dean Winchester was a worrier for everyone but himself. He was too afraid to lay down next to you just in case he might have jostled you around too much, he didn’t want to make anything worse. Despite that, he’d still been brooding a bit, sulking in his seat as he held your hand and thought he’d been the biggest idiot to let that spirit snag you like that. He didn’t even want you on the hunt in the first place, but you were you and you’d insisted on going. He was never one to hold you back on what you wanted to do but he certainly wished he did just that once.

Now, you were spending the next few days at Jodie’s cabin tucked away in the woods. She’d joined in on the case since she was in town, and there was no arguing your way out of staying with her to let you recover for a few days, not that you minded either. Her cabin was always one you were thrilled to stay in whenever there was time to stay, so talking you into doing so was simple as ever.

Dean was tangled up in worry, not ten minutes going by before he asked if you needed anything. The sight of you in pain made his jaw tense and his cheeks to burn a soft shade of pink because it tore him up to see you struggle. It tore him up that it was something he felt could have been prevented had he done something different. But he kept it to himself, having pushed it to the corners of his mind to torment himself with later once you’re comfortable and at ease.

You, on the other hand, were as frustrated as ever. No matter how much you loved and appreciated Dean’s efforts and his concerns, your independence was wearing away at you. It took everything in you not to burst into tears over the simple fact that you couldn’t drive for the time being, let alone take a shower unaided over the risk of you falling and doing more harm than good. The inconveniences were piling up, a new one being discovered seemingly every other minute.

It was building up; the frustration and desire to do things on your own just as they had been before this all happened was picking at you. So much so, the littlest things were rapidly beginning to irritate you, leaving you to be aggravated and on the brink of tears when something so little as dropping something or not being able to reach something had pushed your limits.

It was nothing Dean had done, not even a little. He was being as generous and helpful as he always was despite the way you could be grumpy. The thought alone was enough to calm you some, but not every time.

This time you’d finally done it.

You found yourself in the kitchen, grabbing a couple beers from the fridge after you’d insisted to Dean that you could handle it on your own. Bobby and Donna had been over, followed by Benny and Charlie and Garth. It was a little get together out back by the lake. It was fun, it was relaxing, it was a nice little break from hunting.

Until now.

You spun on your heel just a little faster than your body could keep up with, your balance wavering and leaving you to stumble into the edge of the countertop before you had the chance to catch yourself. You let out a strangled yelp as the unforgiving corner had jabbed into your side, your gasp sharp as you turned away in fear of it happening again. The bottles in your hand clattered to the floor and broke, beer seeping out in a wet puddle of broken glass. The quick steps distinctive to Dean’s boots had sounded as your hands guarded your side, and it wasn’t until Dean had rushed in that you noticed. It wasn’t until his eyes landed on your side, wide and concerned that you’d noticed.

When you looked down your shirt was beginning to stain a fresh and startling shade of scarlet, hands smudging the very same color across your skin in a matter of moments.

“Sweetheart, what happe—”

“I got it, Dean,” you rush, grabbing the towel sitting nearby, frustration simmering in your stomach as you try not to think about the tears pressing behind your eyes.

“Y/n, you’re bleeding. Let me help you.”

“I said I got it!” You say, louder as you push his hands away. His gaze lifts to yours, a bit taken back as he stands a little straighter from his spot in front of you. It wasn’t your anger or your tone that he cared about, what bothered him was the tears glossing over your eyes and the quiver in your lip. It was the way your brows furrowed as those very tears spilled over heated cheeks. The way your words faltered under the pressure of those tears. “I got it. I’m—I’m fine.”

Your voice was fragile and entirely telling of how very not fine you were. You’d let your anger get the better of you and that only made everything worse, your fists clenching as your cheeks burned.

“Sweetheart,” he says, soft as ever as he steals your attention. You look at him after a moment, averting your gaze just as quickly to hide your tears. “Why don’t you let me take a look at that, okay?”

Your jaw tenses as you nod, the towel still clutched ever so tightly within your palm as you dropped your hand to your side, heart pounding in your chest. He was gentle as he peeled back your shirt and the bandage underneath it, the stitches in your side still having been intact though they were angry and they were red, the wound still more than sensitive as it bled lightly from impact. You were embarrassed as you stood there, guilt eating at you for snapping at the man in front of you when your anger should have stayed directed at yourself.

He was gentle as he snagged the towel from your hands, stepping over the mess on the floor to wet the towel at the sink. He grabbed the first aid kit from one of the cupboards too, setting it down and opening it a while.

The heat in your cheeks had continued to burn as you looked away from his gaze, lip quivering as your eyes clouded and blurred once more at the mere thought of everything that just happened in the span of two minutes.

It wasn’t long before you felt the coolness of the towel against your stomach, relief washing over the irritated skin as he wiped away the blood that had formed over it.

“You okay?” He asks, calm and kind as he pauses.

It wasn’t until you nodded that he continued, setting the dirtied towel off to the side as he grabbed a fresh bandage. You let your gaze fall to him in that moment, watching as his tongue poked out in concentration as he smoothed the bandage securely over your stitches. He didn’t look angry at your outburst, he didn’t look annoyed, not even a little bit. You felt you deserved some of that but it never came. He was patient and kind. He may have been a little rough around the edges sometimes, and he may have been a grump others. But he was also tender and caring, and it only made guilt tug at your heart.

He stood upright when he finished, flashing you a smile as he grabbed your hand and tugged you off to the spare bedroom the two of you shared while you stayed there. You watched quietly as he rifled through his duffle bag without much care about everything that spilled out of it in the current moment. He was in search of the one thing that was sure to bring a smile to your face.

“Aha!” He cheered when he caught sight of it, snagging the shirt from the bottom of his bag.

It was an old t shirt of his, tattered and torn in spots, one that always smelled of his cologne even if it’d faded some. It was your favorite shirt of his and that was something he very well knew even if you thought he wasn’t aware of it. Little did you know he brought it in his bag on every hunt no matter what should you need a pick-me-up, should you need an extra push of comfort. He’ll always bring it.

The very corners of your mouth quirked up and the softest grin, his own having widened. “There’s that smile.”

You flash him a look as you fight to stifle the way that very smile was growing, but you couldn’t find it in you to last all of two seconds trying. You snag the shirt from his outstretched hand and move to peel off your own, and no matter how much Dean had wanted to help you, just to keep that wince from appearing on your face, he lets you do it on your own because he knows how much it meant to you to have to be able to do something on your own while you recovered.

Your shoulders slump once you put it on, smile fading once more when you look at him and his brows furrow slightly in a silent question of what’s the matter.

After a moment or two or you mind racing a mile a minute of just how you should apologize, just how you should make it up to him, you finally make up your mind on the only way you know how to do that. And after a moment or two you lean on your toes and press a kiss to his lips, soft and sweet as your hands squeeze his.

“‘M sorry,” you whisper against his lips, the guilt of snapping at him still heavy in your heart.

He chuckles softly, forehead pressed to his as his nose bumps against yours. He steals a few more quick kisses, his smile still very much there.

“Sweetheart, do you know how many times I’ve been a pain in the ass when I was hurt?” He said, pulling back to look at you. He kisses away your frown the moment he sees it, his hand coming up to swipe away the stray tear on your face. “You don’t have to be sorry for bein’ frustrated, and even if you were a pain I’d still take care of you.”

You bite the inside of your cheek but he sees your smile anyway. “You’re terrible at accepting apologies, you know.”

“Or maybe you’re just terrible at givin’ them,” he jests, laughing out when you swat his shoulder. “‘M kidding!”

“Yeah, I’ll bet you are,” you sigh, smiling up at him as you shake your head.

“But seriously, sweetheart, cleaning up a couple of beers ain’t gonna kill me. I promise. Besides, I didn’t like that brand anyway.”

Your eyes roll and a laugh falls past your lips, lips he dipped down to kiss more than a couple times more in that moment. You knew that wasn’t going to be the last of your apologies that day because you still felt bad and he knew that. But for now you’d settle for the smile he’d always put on your face because no matter what, he’d be there in a heartbeat with all the patience in the world.

Through thick and thin, attitude and all, he would be there.

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