#donna hanscum smut

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All fics are 18+ ONLY unless otherwise noted

DEAN WINCHESTER

SAM WINCHESTER

WINCHESTER THREESOMES | W*ncest adjacent ™

DEAN X DONNA WITH OR WITHOUT OTHER SPN CHARACTERS

OTHER SPN CHARACTERS WITH OR WITHOUT WINCHESTER(S) AND TEEN + UP

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NEW NEWS!!!! ANNOUNCEMENT!!! ARE Y'ALL READY FOR THIS???

Coming Monday, July 8th.....the first installment of a story I've been working on for months.

Synopsis: When Dean goes to check on a friend, he never dreamed it would lead to more.

Warnings: language, mature themes, smut, fluff, a tad bit of angst (because I suck at writing it), friends to lovers

Pairing: if the header didn't give it away or the title, it's Dean & Donna, or as I've referred to them all this time, D2. Lol!

Tagging my Forevers plus the few who have asked what I was working on in my absence. If you'd like to be tagged, just send me an ask 😀

ALSO A GIGANTIC, HUGE THANK YOU TO MY BETA @kazsrm67 FOR PUTTING UP WITH ALL THE MESSAGES. LOVE YOU, MEAN IT!! 😗

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I'm writing a supernatural fix it fic in my notes app and when i get done would anyone be interested in me posting it on here?

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Deonna Fic Collection

Link to the fic is in the title below.

Sweet Treats (Smut, One Shot)

Summary

Dean brings Donna a box of donuts.

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Title: Arms Around His Angel

Author: blackhorsedances

Artist: stonelions

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester, minor Benny LaFitte/Garth Fitzgerald IV, Gabriel/Kali. Charlie Bradbury/Meg Masters; Jody Mills/Donna Hanscum. Past Dean and Lee Webb; Past Dean and Lisa Braeden; Past Dean and Benny LaFitte. Sam Winchester/Jess Winchester. Jack is Sam and Jess Winchester’s son.

Length: 36041

Warnings: No major archive warnings Content Warnings: Mention of James and Amelia Novak dying in an MVA (no gore, nothing on screen), mention of the humane slaughter of a steer (no gore, nothing on screen).

Tags: !Inventor Castiel. !Rancher Dean Winchester. Bisexual Castiel Novak. Semi-comfortably Bisexual Dean Winchester. Top Cas/Bottom Dean. Smut and fluff. Mostly safe sex. Hurt/comfort. Happy Ending.

Posting Date: October 14, 2024

Summary: Castiel Novak invented cutting-edge solar technology and left his position as CEO of Angelus, Inc. to protect himself and his technology from his dysfunctional brothers. He found safety on a 20 acre farm in Kansas with a pond, house, barn, and his trailer. When his twin and sister-in-law are killed, he’s drawn back into the business, and into danger, to protect his niece Claire and his technology. Dean Winchester rebuilt Winchester Ranch after John almost destroyed it. He has 500 acres of land, a ranch house, and a big barn. He raises American Wagyu beef. He’s a single Dad with a great son, Ben, a giant moose brother Sam and Sam’s wife Jess, and an adorable nephew Jack who roams around the ranch with his trusty sidekick, Honeybee, Dean’s old palomino mule.  Castiel and Dean meet accidentally at a hotel and share a night of wild–and completely anonymous–intimacy. When Castiel wakes up alone, with no note and no phone number from his ‘Cowboy’, he assumes that the night was a one and done, and regretfully moves on with his life. Dean keeps thinking about the ‘Angel’ that he spent a night with, but is pretty sure that he doesn’t deserve that kind of a guy in his life. Jack and Honeybee discover “Mister Cas” and inadvertently set the stage for ‘Cowboy’ and his ‘Angel’ to meet. But sinister forces are moving in the background. Will they be able to overcome the forces that are trying to keep them apart?

Excerpt: “What’s Jack doing, Sam? Garth says he and Honeybee are out most days from breakfast until well after lunch. Jody says he packs peanut butter and banana sandwiches.” Sam shrugs. “He says he’s out visiting Mister Cas. I think he probably found the fort we built that one summer, and is holed up out there with sandwiches for his imaginary friends. Let it be, Dean. The heifers are out in the north pasture. The steers are in the east pasture. There’s nothing out by the fort to worry about.” “Snakes, Sam. There are snakes to worry about.” Sam looks at Dean across the kitchen island, and shakes his head, hair flopping over into his eyes. “You’re the one that told me that a mule will kill a snake faster than you can say ‘snake’, and I believe you because I’ve seen Honeybee do it. Let him be. Ben will be out of school in a couple of weeks, and he’ll be following Ben around like a puppy.” “Heh, you’re probably right.” Dean runs a hand down the back of his neck.  “I know I am, Dean. You worry about all of us, but you worry too much. You can’t watch over everyone all of the time.”

DCBB 2024 Posting Schedule

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Secret Santa 2022 Masterlist

Here’s the masterlist of all the story for our Secret Santa 2022

* Christmas Tradition by @cleighwrites 

Characters: Sam x Dean x Cas 

Summary: Sam, Dean, and Cas take some time off to celebrate the holiday.

Warnings: NSFW, past trauma (mentioned), m/m/m threesome, wing kink, anal sex

* 12 Days of Christmas Winchester Editon by @waywardnerd67

Summary: (Y/N) plans out an epic gift that spans over the 12 days before Christmas.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader/Sam Winchester x Reader/Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester

Warnings: Fluff/Smut

* Under The Mistletoe by @katbratsupernaturalwhore

Summary:  Moving on is difficult and sometimes includes uprooting to a new state thousands of miles away. Just before Christmas.

Tags/warnings: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles/Misha Collins (past), Christian Kane, Padalecki Family, Genvieve Cortese, Timothy Hutton, meet-cute, floof/fluff, schmoop, slight angst, loss, rom-com, Christmas, Alternate Universe

* Christmas Baking by @spnexploration

Summary:  a short, fluffy fic for Secret Santa. Does include a touch of A/B/O dynamics.

* I’ll be home for Christmas by @little-diable

Summary: Dean and the reader have always hated one another, a natural instinct they've run with. Now, on Christmas Eve, both cross paths once again, forced to endure one another's closeness.

Warnings: 18+, smut, oral (m), enemies to lovers

Pairing: Dean Winchester x fem!reader

* Of Glitter and Paper by @thesassywallflower

Summary: The holidays are a ridiculously busy time so you have to take the time out for a little loving wherever and whenever you can.

Tags: Dean Winchester, Female!Reader, Dean x Female!Reader, Domestic!Dean, Dean Does NOT Die In That Stupid Barn, Basically porn with dash of plot, with teeniest, tiniest bit of angst, fluff

* Oblivious by @ambergoddess444

Summary: You and Dean haven’t always seen eye to eye, even when it came to celebrating a win on a case. A few drinks, a confession and a fun night lead to a little more.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: Fluff heavy, smidge of crack, angst and smut (oral sex) - fairly plot heavy

* Under the cover by @jld71

Summary: Sam and Dean find themselves sharing a bed and revealing their feelings for each other.

Pairings: Sam Winchester x Dean Winchester

Warnings: Wincest, Angst, one bed, Sharing a Bed, Longing, admission of feelings

  * Shifted - The Plan by @mrswhozeewhatsis

Summary:  The Winchesters are meeting your family for the first time when you all visit for Christmas. Things don’t go quite to plan

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Warning:  So far, nothing. This will be updated as I go, though, if anything crops up. I’m posting as I write, for the first time EVER, so I can only say I hope this will be more fluff/crack than anything else.

* If we make it through December by @thoughtslikeaminefield

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.

Pairing: Dean x Donna Hanscum

Warnings:  explicit (eventually), fluff (? Idk), angst (? light), domestic (can’t get much more domestic)

* Cabin Comfort by @idreamofplaid

Summary: (No summary)

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings:  Sex is described here

* Secret Santa Exchange by @the-slythering-raven

Summary: (No Summary) 

Pairings:  Sam/Reader (platonic) (Reader uses she/her pronouns)

Warnings:  There is whump, there is comfort.

*Christmas in Heaven by @outofnowhere82

Summary:  Sam and Dean enjoy a Christmas in heaven.

Pairings:  Sam/Dean 

Warnings: Christmas Fluff, Christmas Presents, Secret Santa   

* Tell it on the Mountain by @ladylilithprime

Summary: Castiel was able to protect himself and Dean when Dick Roman exploded, but it weakened him badly, as did getting Kevin away from Crowley and back to the safety of his mother. When angels show up under orders from Naomi to bring Castiel in by whatever means necessary, a banishing sigil is the most effective way to get rid of them. If only it didn't mean banishing a weakened Castiel too. If only Sam had not been dragged along for the ride.

Pairing: Castiel x Sam

Warning: Alternate Universe - Timeline Divergence, Accidental Wing Manifestation, Truth Compulsions, Frank Discussions of Sexuality and Intimacy, References to Sam Winchester's Hell Trauma, No Trips to Purgatory, 

* Not Another Winchester Christmas by @kickingitwithkirk

Summary: (No summary)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: cursing, a bit of angst, some TPE implied

* Ugly Sweater by @ilovedean-spn2

Summary: Reader buys ugly Christmas sweaters.

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Dean being put in his place lol, all the hunters being out in their place! Badass reader?

* My Padabear by @fandomoniumflurry​

Summary: This Christmas with his best friend is different than all the others. But why?

Pairing: Jared Padalecki x Reader

Warnings: No warnings just Christmas fluff. Unbetad. Not my best work but hope you still like it. It's been a while since I've written anything. Posted on mobile so please be kind.

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Choking and Collaring for Beginners

Choking and Collaring for Beginners https://ift.tt/GgAsTdS by blackhorsedances Dean Winchester has just one project to finish for his Doctorate in Engineering, and he's really stressed because it seems like his instructor Zachariah Adler is out to get him. After he has a meet-weird with an art student, he decides to blow off some tension but his usual sites aren't doing it for him. He finds a video title that's got his interest "Choking and Collaring for Beginners". Hmmmm. BDSM might be just the thing to get him out of his funky mood. The video is NOT about BDSM. As Dean watches these long sensual fingers caressing a blob of clay on a potter's wheel, he's intrigued, he's aroused, he's...in deep trouble. Words: 9151, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy, Zachariah (Supernatural), Nancy Fitzgerald, Garth Fitzgerald IV, Meg Masters, Kevin Tran, Charlie Bradbury, Cain, Alfie, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Bobby Singer, Linda Tran, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Dick Roman Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Engineering student Dean Winchester; Art Teacher Castiel Novak, Art Teacher Meg Masters, Software Design Student Kevin Tran, Engineering instructor Zachariah Adler;, IT student Charlie Bradbury, Enemies to Lovers, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Masturbation, Implied/Referenced Sex, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Swayze Always Gets A Pass, Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak get Dirty, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Happy Ending via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/Eg2H7OS August 30, 2024 at 10:11PM

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What Happens in Vegas…

Summary: Dean and Donna are in a relationship and, when they go to Las Vegas on vacation, she makes a decision that can change everything…

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Donna Hanscum

Warnings: +18 story! Do not read if you’re underage! Smut, descriptions of sex, oral sex (f and m receiving), p in v, dirty talk, little tiny bit of angst and body insecurities. Post series finale. 

Word count: 7,100~ (I’m sorry I have no self-control)

A/N: What inspired me to write this story was Briana Buckmaster’s Instagram post about JIBCon 2023. I used her photos for the header. I hope you enjoy it! 

A/N 2: This story can be read both as a one-shot or as a sequel to On My Way To You. Your choice ;)

A/N 3: I don’t own the song lyrics or the gif I used in this story. If you’re the owner of the gif, let me know and I’ll happily include the source. 

MY MASTERLIST

Since Chuck was defeated, monsters got more rare and hunting became more of a side job for the Winchesters than their main activities. For Dean, that also meant he got to spend more time with Donna.

They’ve been together for almost three years but, for most of that time, they would be away from each other for long periods. With the defeat of their biggest enemy, Donna kept her work as a Sheriff, while Dean became a mechanic, taking jobs mostly in restoring classic cars, and going on hunts from time to time.  

With his job being the more flexible one, Dean would usually go to Donna’s place so she didn’t have to ask for days-off and vacations all the time.

One afternoon, Donna got an early shift; the last one before her long-awaited vacation. She managed to take 15 days off, and she planned to spend each and every second of them with Dean, who had arrived in Stillwater that same morning. 

They didn’t have any specific plans for her vacation but, on the way home, Donna had an idea.

“Dean, I’m home!”, she yelled from the front door as she entered the house.

“Hey, sweetheart”, he greeted, coming from the kitchen to meet her.

“Hey you”, Donna smiled, showing her dimples. She wrapped her arms around Dean’s neck while his circled her waist, squeezing her body against his and giving her a long kiss.

Donna moaned into his mouth. She would never get tired of kissing him. He was so thorough, so passionate and attentive. He would put his feelings in the smallest kiss, and she could always tell how much he cared about her with the simplest touches. 

The woman pushed her fingers through Dean’s hair. It was longer now, for the first time since she met him and, according to Sam, for the first time ever. After a lot of convincing from her part, he agreed to let it grow a little. Everytime a strand would fall on his face, Donna’s heart leaped in her chest. It was the sexiest thing ever. She didn’t know how he managed to look better with age, but she found Dean sexier now than when she met him all those years ago. 

Dean was also sporting a beard, but stopping him from shaving so often didn’t take too much convincing from her part. All it took was one wild night where he ate her out like it was his last meal, and his scruff left burns on her inner thighs. The morning after, when he saw the marks, he felt convinced enough.

“Dang it, thank goodness I’m on office duty today, ‘cause walking and running around with my pants scratching my thighs would be a pain in the ass…”, Donna mumbled in front of the mirror, checking the red marks while getting dressed for work. She shimmied into her pants and Dean came to stand behind her.

“You know you look damn sexy with these burn marks, right?”, he asked, kissing her neck, exposed by the tight bun her hair was tied into. That day, she ended up getting late for work. 

Now, back in her living room, they broke the kiss, and Dean looked at her with bedroom eyes. “How was your day, beautiful?”

She blushed, like everytime he gave her a compliment. “It went fine, but I was counting the seconds to come home to see you, ‘cause I have an idea”. Donna said, smiling and placing a feathery kiss on his lips. She went past him, in the direction of the stairs leading to the bedroom.

Dean turned around to watch her climbing the stairs, openly ogling her ass. He loved that he didn’t have to steal glances anymore.

“Oh, yeah? And what idea is that?”, he asked, tailing Donna, taking two steps at a time to get to the bedroom’s door with her.

She looked at him over her shoulder, proceeding to take off her Sheriff uniform. “How do you feel about going to Vegas?”.

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Dean loved the idea. It was going to be their first road trip together, the first time he was taking Donna on a long journey in the Impala. She didn’t even try to persuade him to fly to Las Vegas, because at that point, she knew all about his fear of planes. Plus, she loved the idea of being on the road with Dean and his beloved car. 

The whole trip took two days. They stopped in a nice little hotel to get some rest, and three or four times in secluded spaces on mostly empty roads to make out whenever the sexual tension inside the car was too much for any of them to handle.

The rest of the time, they spent singing along to old rock songs on the radio, eating snacks, or chatting. Donna would usually sit right beside Dean, her head on his shoulder while he gently caressed her curly hair. She would fall asleep sometimes, feeling comfortable and safe by his side, but she did her best to stay awake, keeping him company. 

Every once in a while, Donna would get lost in watching Dean drive. The way he owned that driver’s seat, how his long, broad body filled up the space, it was fascinating to her. 

One of those times, Dean caught her looking.

“Why you staring at me, sweetheart?”, he asked, stealing a glance at her, eyes coming back to the road a second later.

“It’s just that- dang it, Winchester, am I the luckiest lady or the planet or what? Still can’t believe you chose me, ya know”, she shook her head, feeling a little emotional all of a sudden.

Dean looked at her again and reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers together and bringing it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. “You chose me too, D. You could’ve kicked my butt when I flirted with ya, or I could’ve been just a one time thing for ya, but you gave me a chance when I was deep down in the hunter life. I had nothing to offer and you still believed in me”. 

Donna was again leaning her head on his shoulder, but she turned her face into his direction. “Watcha talking about? You stood by my side every time, during hunts, with my dickbags exes, you showed me I deserved someone good. You’re not just a pretty little face, Dean-o, you’re my guy”, she said, reaching up to give him a quick kiss.

He smiled against her lips, whispering “I love you, D-Train”.

She placed her head comfortably on his shoulder again. “I love you too, Dean-o. ‘Sides, Jody always told me you had it bad for me. I just needed to check if she was right”.

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They arrived in Vegas before it was dark, and went straight to their room to shower and leave their luggage. The plan was to be quick so they could have dinner at the hotel’s restaurant and enjoy the casino. 

They ended up getting late because Dean decided to join Donna in the shower.

After dinner, Donna watched Dean playing poker for a while, then they went to play pool together. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, watching her moving in the tight black turtleneck and blue jeans that accentuated every curve of her gorgeous body. 

There were two guys playing in the other pool table right next to theirs and, apparently, one of them couldn’t take his eyes off of Donna too, Dean noticed. He would openly ogle her ass every time she bent over the table to play.

Donna didn’t seem to notice it. She took playing pool seriously. She wanted to win and Dean was a great player, so she focused on the game and her boyfriend. Also because he looked freaking amazing, and she couldn’t stop looking at him anyways. 

But Dean wasn’t about to let a random dude ogle Donna, not only because she was with him, but also because the guy was being a freak. So when it was his turn to play, he moved to her side of the table, walking behind her and sneaking one arm around her waist, hugging her. Donna leaned against him, and he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Her smile showed her cute dimples, and she returned Dean’s caress, kissing the corner of his mouth. He squeezed her tighter and said “I love you”, loud enough for the guy to hear. 

Dean played and sneaked a glance to the other table. The weird dude and his friend had left. 

Later in the night, Dean went back to playing cards, but Donna wasn’t feeling like it, so she stayed with him for a while and looked around the casino, observing other guests and thinking about what she wanted to do next. In one corner of the room, there was a karaoke machine.

Dean was focused on the game, but he noticed when Donna left his side. He followed her with his eyes. Her back was turned to him while she talked to a woman, an employee of the casino and, when she turned around, she had a microphone in her hands and a playful smile on her face. 

Suddenly, he forgot all about the cards. Donna had a great voice, but she would never sing in public. Only when it was just the two of them. He’d told her she was really good, but she said he was just being nice. So the perspective of watching her sing in front of strangers made Dean feel excited, proud, and aroused, all at once. 

When the song started, he knew which one it was before Donna could even open her mouth.

I love myself

I want you to love me

When I feel down

I want you above me

I search myself

I want you to find me

I forget myself

I want you to remind me

I don't want anybody else

When I think about you

I touch myself

As she sang, she ran her free hand on the sides of her body, moving with the rhythm of the music, shaking her head and her hips in an exaggerated but very sexy way, in Dean’s opinion. Cards completely forgotten on the table, he turned his chair around to have a better view of his girlfriend.

Donna put all of her powerful voice and confidence into the performance, eyes glued to Dean while she sang. She was doing that for herself, as an ego boost, just to prove that she could (with the help of a few drinks - baby steps), but it was also for him. Dean taught her that it was okay to speak her mind, to talk about sex and fantasies and how she wanted to be touched; how she wanted to feel. With that song, she couldn’t be more clear.

When the music stopped, the audience applauded and whistled. A few women went to the stage to compliment Donna, and even from a distance, Dean could see she blushed when a woman said “you should be a professional singer!”. When the ladies left, she walked back to him and he went to meet her halfway.

“So”, she started, staring at her feet and smoothing invisible wrinkles on her clothes, “what d’ya think about my performance?”, Donna asked, a dimpled smile adorning her features.

Dean was smirking, green eyes sparkling with delight. “Sweetheart, do you even need to ask? That was fucking awesome and incredibly sexy”, he answered, pulling her into a hug followed by a hot kiss.

She smiled against his lips. “Thank you. It’s true, though”, Donna stated when they broke the kiss.

“What is?”, Dean questioned, intoxicated with her taste.

“What the song says”. She watched his still confused expression. He really was inebriated. “I mean, when I think about you I do touch myself”, she whispered in his ear, standing on her tiptoes.

Dean felt her revelation going straight to his cock. If he hadn’t been already head over heels for her before, now he surely was. 

“Jesus fuck, Sheriff Hanscum, you cannot say those things and expect me to not drag you to our room and have my way with you”, he said, circling her waist with one arm and guiding her in the direction of the elevators.

“Oh, well, I’d say mission accomplished then!”, she giggled, excited for what was to come.

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After the night of fun and games, singing and drinking, they were both a little tipsy and eager to be alone. Their room was on the fifth floor and Dean couldn’t take his hands off of her, not even during the short elevator trip.

When they reached their destination, Donna opened the door and pulled her boyfriend inside. She locked the door and turned around to look at Dean, who was standing at the foot of the bed, hands in his pants pockets, staring at her with the most sexy smile, strands of hair falling on his forehead.

She bit her lip, smiling back.

“I had so much fun, babe”, she said, approaching him seductively. “And you look so very handsome all in black”, she raised her head to give him a kiss, and Dean wrapped his arms around her, taking the moment to run his hands all over her curves again. 

“And you look hot as always, D”, he told her, squeezing her against his chest and lifting her chin to deepen the kiss, thoroughly licking inside her mouth, leaving Donna breathless. She threw her arms over his shoulders, sinking her fingers into the longer hair on the nape of his neck. 

Dean broke the kiss and nibbled and sucked lightly on her jaw, making her throw her head back to expose her neck to him. 

Between kisses and kitten licks, Dean would groan and nuzzle her, as Donna pressed her body further into his. 

When Dean’s hands went under her blouse, she stopped him. 

“Wait, Dean. I wanna take a picture. We both look fancy!”, she asked, excited, releasing him and searching for her phone in the tiny bag she placed on the bed when they arrived. Dean gave her a frustrated look, but she winked at him. “I gotcha, cowboy. We are not done. I just need to register this moment”, the blonde reassured.

She positioned the phone on the small vanity opposite to the bed. Dean came closer, resting his elbow on the back of the chair in front of the piece of furniture. When they were both ready, she clicked the button multiple times. 

Donna checked the photos. “Oh, my, we look too serious! Let’s try smiling, okay?”.

Four or five pictures later, Dean was done with it. “God, woman, my face hurts from smiling!”. His grumpy complaint made Donna laugh out loud, and seeing her laugh made Dean laugh too, which resulted in a cute photo of them with beautiful smiles.

“Okay, I think we have enough pics! Lemme choose one to send to Jody and the gals”, said Donna, stretching her arm to grab the phone. But Dean was faster, and he swooped her into his arms before she could reach it. 

She was laughing in surprise, and Dean threw her on the bed, laying on top of her, watching her amusement with nothing but pure admiration in his eyes.

“Damn, my girl is a bombshell”, he stated, taking in every detail of her, luscious, wavy blonde hair splayed on the pillows, rosy cheeks and dimples adorning her pretty face.

She averted his gaze, blushing with his compliment even after all those years. “Am not”, Donna dodged his comment.

“Yes, you are, baby. Beautiful, hot, sexy, all blonde and perfect and mine”, he insisted. She placed her hand on his cheek, thumb lightly caressing his full lips.

Dean leaned down and kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She moaned underneath him and pulled back to take her top off, exposing her black lacy bra to his gaze. She worked on unbuttoning his shirt then, while he kissed the air out of her.

When Donna was done with Dean’s shirt, her hands traveled down to his pants, unfastening them. She could see the bulge of his erection stretching the cloth. Her mouth watered in anticipation. Her boyfriend was beautiful all over, and the excitement she felt the first time she saw him naked never really faded. It was still there, every time he got out of the shower or undressed in front of her. 

But Dean grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands above her head. By then, she was only in her lingerie. He had worked fast on removing her pants, eager to feel her skin.

Dean’s mouth went to her neck and collarbone, slowly working his way down. When he reached her breasts, he gently bit the meaty part right above the cups of her bra.

“Mmmm, D, your tits are amazing”, he said, voice muffled while still working his magic with his tongue and lips. “I could spend hours using my mouth on them and make you cum with just that”, Dean looked up at her, green eyes glistening, locks of hair falling over his forehead. He looked devilishly handsome.

Donna moved under him, opening her legs wider to fit Dean’s body in between and, hopefully, get some friction where she needed it the most. “I know you could, cowboy, but not today. You’re killing me here”, she pleaded, already breathing hard.

“Tell me what you want, baby girl”, he teased, releasing her wrists so he could use both hands to take off her bra.

“Want you in me, Dean”, she moaned, and the sight of her bare chest and her needy request made his cock twitch in his pants. 

He desperately wanted to fuck her hard and deep, make her scream and sweat under him, but he also wanted to tease her a little, enjoy her creamy skin and generous curves, get lost on her body, smell her, taste her as much as he could. Dean felt like he could spend his entire life with Donna and never get enough of her. 

“I wanna taste you, sweetheart. Can I?”, he kept going, mouth glued to her skin, releasing her left nipple and leaving it sensitive. He was kissing her navel, with his hands on her hips, arms hooked under her knees to keep her open for him.

“Oh, for goodness sake, Dean, just do it already”, she cried desperately, writhing under him.

He chuckled and kissed her lower belly, right above the panty line. “Do you know how much I love your skin, Donna? How soft you are? How the curve of your hips drives me crazy?”, his fingers were digging onto her sides, his huge, calloused hands holding her, then descending to the curve of her butt. “You’re so fucking hot, it’s unbelievable”.

“Stop teasing, dirty boy”, she asked, taking action this time. She freed her legs and got a hold of him with them, using her knees and heels to pull Dean up and reach his mouth, giving him a passionate, open mouthed kiss. She sucked on his plump lower lip, positioning her arms around his muscular shoulders. Dean still managed to sneak his hand between her legs, pressing over her mound with his palm, long, thick fingers easily finding her center.

“So wet for me, D. So beautiful”, he complimented against her lips. Donna sighed in relief and satisfaction, finally having him where she wanted. Well, she actually wanted Dean to fuck her, to fill her up in that way that only him could, but she wouldn’t deny being pleasured by his fingers, not at all. Especially because he knew exactly how to make her crazy with those massive hands of his.

“Oh, Lord, I need to feel you, Dean. Please, honey”, Donna gave him her best Minnesota drawl, knowing that her boyfriend couldn’t deny her anything when she spoke like that. 

She was right. Dean groaned and stood on his knees on the bed, ripping her panties off. Literally. The lacy fabric was turned into scrapes, making her gasp in surprise and excitement. They’ve been crazy in the bedroom before, but not rip-your-clothes-off crazy. She felt herself getting wetter, knowing that anything he wanted to do would be wonderful.

Dean wasn’t as willing to keep teasing Donna as he was before. She was driving him mad with her little noises and her begging, he was almost sending all the tease to hell and skipping right to the main attraction. She used to be so quiet and shy in bed, that having her leading him on was incredibly arousing. 

When she was completely, beautifully naked in front of him, her perfect wet cunt exposed to his sight, making his mouth water, he thought it was time for him to feel more of that amazing skin of her against his. Also, his pants were way too tight with how hard his cock was.

So he threw what was left of her panties aside and started to unbutton his pants. Donna sat on the bed and helped him with it, throwing the piece of clothing into a corner of the room when she was done. 

She kissed his naked chest and down, putting her mouth right where the line of hair started under his belly button. Dean knew what her intentions were, but he couldn’t take it now. Maybe later, definitely later, but first he needed to taste her. 

“No, no, not now. C’mere”, he pulled her up, holding her chin with one hand and taking her hand in his other one. He guided it to the front of his boxers, making her feel how painfully hard he was.

“Look how hard you make me. Lemme taste you now, lemme do it so you’ll be ready for me”, he said against her mouth, his face inches from hers, his hot breath forming goosebumps on her skin. 

“Yes, babe. Do it”, she whispered in response, squeezing and caressing his cock through the thin cloth. 

Dean gave her one more wet kiss, placing his hand on the back of her head and gently pushing her to lay back on the bed. He remained on top of her and between her legs, letting go of her lips and keeping eye contact while snaking down her body.

He started by kissing her pussy, right below the patch of hair she kept neatly trimmed. Then, Dean used his thumb and index finger to spread her lips and expose her clit, immediately putting his mouth on it. With the first contact of the tip of his tongue, Donna was moaning loudly.

“Ohhh, good Lord in Heaven”, she threw her head back, fists holding the sheets tightly.

Dean moaned, knowing very well how the vibration of his voice would increase the pleasure. He started sucking and licking on the little nub, adding a finger into her entrance right after, heart racing in anticipation when he felt how slick and wet she was. 

He licked her thoroughly, pressing his nose and chin into her, fucking her with his tongue and pushing her closer to the edge with every movement.

It didn’t take long for Donna to come, calling his name and holding onto fistfuls of his hair.

Dean stood on his knees again, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand while she recovered.  

He removed his boxers, giving her a full view of his perfect body and of how hard he was.

“Jesus H, Winchester. You have no business looking that good”, Donna stated between labored breaths, watching him. Dean chuckled and laid down by her side, supporting his head with one arm and circling her waist with the other to pull her body closer and kiss her.

Donna could taste herself and the whiskey they drank during dinner in Dean’s mouth. She sucked on his tongue, moaning. That man’s mouth was made for kissing, she had no doubt.

He ran his hands all over her curves, enjoying her softness and warmth. He couldn’t help but return to her breasts, giving both a good squeeze and pinching her nipples.

She gasped against his mouth, breaking the kiss. “I want you now, Dean”, Donna said, looking right into his eyes, the brown of her irises glistening.

“You have me, baby”, he answered, positioning his body on top of her and entering her slowly, just the tip first, knowing he was not small and even with how wet she was, he needed to be careful to not hurt her.

Dean asked if she was ok, to which Donna nodded, biting on her lower lip while watching the wide head of his cock stretching her pussy. 

He pushed further, halfway through his length, and she shivered, throwing her head back. 

“Ooooh, fuuuck”, Donna cursed under her breath, sinking her nails into his bicep, the feel of him inside of her too good to handle.

“It’s okay, beautiful, I’ll go slow so you can take all of me”, he grinned proudly, making her giggle.

“Gimme more, big boy”, she pleaded, shimmying her hips to pull him deeper.

He finally buried himself to the root. He could feel all of her, her walls constricting around him, increasing his pleasure almost to the unbearable.

“Wow, D, you feel so fucking good”, he said, kissing her again and pulling his cock almost all the way out, just to push it all in again, making her moan and whimper.

“You too, cowboy. You’re stretching me so good, it’s so hot”, she reached down his back, squeezing one buttcheek to take him deeper. At the same time, Dean angled his hips upwards, pressing right into her clit, and she cried in pleasure. 

Crossing her ankles behind his knees, she made herself even tighter, while Dean fucked her deep, long strokes hitting the perfect spot. 

Donna lifted her torso from the bed, arms around her boyfriend’s neck, and kissed him, pulling his plump lower lip between her teeth. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, and Dean softly nibbled her throat and snapped his hips harder against hers, fucking her into the matress. He could tell she was close and she could feel him too, deliciously pulsing inside her.

To make sure she would come first, Dean sneaked his hand between their bodies and pressed his palm over her mound, pushing her clit against his dick and keeping the upwards movements with his hips, knowing it would be enough to drive her off the edge.

“Open your eyes, Donna. Look at me when you come on my cock”, he commanded between his teeth, jaw clenched in an effort to keep going while she hit her peak.

Donna did her best to obey, even through the fog of incredible pleasure she was in. Her pussy tightened and Dean groaned louder. He buried himself impossibly deep and the angle of his hips was exactly what she needed to cum, shaking and trembling under him, digging her nails into his muscular back, her eyes open and boring into his, pupils dilated and face contorted as her body experienced the strong orgasm.

The tightness of her was enough to trigger Dean’s release, and he guided her through her orgasm while he throbbed inside her. He mouthed a throaty “fuck” when it was his turn to cum, flooding her with his warm seed.

Donna could feel Dean’s cum leaking down her pussy, her ass and the back of her thighs. He was fucking her so deep, keeping his cock buried like he wanted to plant his seed into her. She rotated her hips, adding to both their pleasures and milking him dry. Dean panted and grunted, face buried in her neck, and she knew he had an amazing ride too.

Once they were both done, Dean didn’t move, with half of his body still laying on top of Donna, his softening cock still inside of her. He gave a deep, exaggerated sigh and she chuckled, kissing his shoulder. 

“You ok, Dean-o?”, she teased, the hands that were around his neck now descending to caress his back slowly. 

“Oh, yes. I couldn’t be better. I might need a few hours to be back on my feet, though”, he muttered, face still buried on the junction of her neck and shoulder.

Donna chuckled, and decided to keep pushing his buttons. “Oh, ok. I was kinda expecting you to be ready for another round soon. I mean, I could be on top this time-”

Dean didn’t even let her finish talking and he was already holding her waist and quickly flipping them over, so she would be straddling his hips.

Donna left out a squeal and started laughing her ass off. “My lordy, Winchester, I really learned how to win you over, huh?”, she said, leaning down to give him a kiss.

“You know I’d do anything to have you on top of me”, he said after they pulled apart. 

He pushed her long hair out of the way and placed one hand on the side of her neck, guiding her into the kiss while his other hand was running up and down her thigh, the softness of her skin against his calloused palm a perfect contrast.

“Anything?”, she asked, whispering inches away from lips and grinding her center down his cock that, she could feel, was getting hard again.

“Yes, baby. Anything. Anything to watch you riding me, those beautiful tits bouncing just for me”, Dean reached behind her, holding his cock and guiding it back inside her. Donna took him with a sigh of satisfaction. “I wanna appreciate all of you, D. Every perfect inch”, he stated, thrusting up into her as she grounded down, both of them finding that perfect rhythm, that push and pull that would once more prove how they were meant to be together.

“You’re so amazing, Dean”, Donna said, sitting back on him and guiding his hands to her breasts. “You make me feel beautiful”.

“You are beautiful, sweetheart”.

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Her head was on his chest, and Donna drew lazy patterns on the muscles covering his ribs. She always loved the smell of him, but especially right now, when it was a mix of the cologne she bought him as a birthday gift, sweat, and sex. The perfect combination. 

“I love you, Dean”, she bluntly said, lifting her head to look at his face. He’d been toying with her hair, curling the waves between his fingers. He stopped and looked down at her; she was smiling.

He smiled back, thinking that the life he had now was so much more than he ever thought he deserved, that he never thought was even possible. “I love you too, D-Train”. 

She kissed his chest and started to move with the intention of getting up. 

“Where ‘you going?”, asked Dean, not happy with the loss of her body on top of his.

“I’ll be right back, cowboy, just gonna get the PJs I have in my suitcase and-”

Dean interrupted her explanation by moving fast, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling her back to him by her waist.

She squeaked and giggled, having been caught completely off-guard this time. “Dean Winchester, whatta hell ‘you doing?”

With her on his lap, he kissed her shoulder and neck, nuzzling and inhaling her scent before answering. “I’m stopping you from getting dressed”.

“Why?”, she questioned, raising an eyebrow and twisting on his lap so she could face him.

“‘Cause there’s no point. I’m gonna undress you again, probably sooner than later. So, if you wanna sleep now, you better sleep naked and save me the trouble later”, he winked at her, and she pushed her fingers through his hair.

“Fiiine”, she rolled her eyes in fake annoyance and leaned forward to give him a kiss before they would lay side by side, falling in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

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Donna woke up in the middle of the night with her bladder so full she thought it might explode. Doing her best to not disturb Dean’s sleep, she got out of bed as stealthy as possible, walking to the bathroom but stopping halfway to steal a glance at her boyfriend. 

He was sleeping on his stomach, arms tucked under the pillow. She admired the round muscles on his shoulders and biceps, and how the dim light touched the dip in the middle of his back, accentuating the plain muscles she loved so much. He looked peaceful and so, so beautiful, she could barely believe he was real.

She smiled and resumed her path.

As she was washing her hands after peeing, she got lost in her thoughts, and the resolution to make a big decision settled in her loving heart. But first, she needed to talk to someone.

"Hey, Jack", she called in a whisper, looking up, uncertain of how exactly this thing would work. It's not like she had a personal, direct connection with God before.

Somehow, she knew he was listening, so she cleared her throat and kept going, still in a whisper, deciding it was better to say it out loud than just think.

"Okay, Jackie-boy, I hope things are okay up there and that you're not too busy right now. If you are, you can listen to this message later… or, whatever. Not sure if you have a voicemail or something". She shook her head, feeling foolish but needing to get on with what she wanted to do.

"I just wanted to say that I'm doing something life-changing in a few hours, and I want to ask you to help me with that. I mean, if what I'm gonna do is too crazy, can you please stop me before I do it?", she chuckled and tears filled her eyes.

"I don't think I need to go into much detail, 'cause you probably know what I'm talking about, since you're God and all, so… yeah, if you can just do your stuff and guide me through this, that would be great". Donna took a deep breath and some tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh, and I also wanna thank ya, by the way. Whatever happens- doesn't matter how life goes for me… if- if for some reason Dean and I don't… if we don't get to stay together", she stopped herself, the mere thought of being without Dean breaking her heart into a million pieces. "I just need you to know that I'm grateful for every single second I've spent with him so far. He changed my life for the best and I-", her voice broke in a cry of happiness and fear, all at once, "I love him very much. He's the best man I've ever met". She took another deep breath, closing her eyes and wiping away the tears. 

Donna opened the bathroom door and went back to the bedroom. Dean hadn't moved, and she really didn't want to wake him up, but she couldn’t help but curl up into his side when she laid down. Without opening his eyes, Dean turned on his side, making space for her and throwing his arm around her waist. She closed her eyes and went back to sleep, at peace with her decision and hoping for the best.

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The next morning, Dean woke up to the sight of a naked Donna between his legs, lightly scratching his thighs with her fingernails. When he opened his eyes, she gave him a wet kiss on a spot dangerously close to his groin, instantly waking up his dick.

“‘Morning, handsome”, she sang, giving him another kiss, this time on his pelvis, right above the patch of hair framing his cock. 

“‘Morning to you too, Sheriff. What are you doing down there? Trying to murder me?”, he asked, voice thick with sleep.

“Nah, just wanna put my mouth on ya. Ya know, repay what you did for me last night”, she replied, kissing the root of his hard cock. Even though Dean recognized he had great stamina, the way his body reacted so fast to Donna was amazing even to himself. He felt like he was 20 and horny all the time.

“You don’t have to pay me back-”

She interrupted him by holding his cock and surrounding it with her mouth. Donna moaned and sucked eagerly, placing her elbows on the bed to support her weight and lifting her hips to give him a view of her round, full ass.

“God, woman”, he hissed, enjoying the feel of her hot mouth on him. He lifted his head to take a good look at her, the main character of each and every one of his dirty dreams. 

Donna was being thorough, sucking and licking him like a lollipop, taking him as far as she could, dragging her lips around his dick and using her nails on his belly and thighs, making his breath hitch with every move.

Dean couldn’t help himself, so he reached for the messy bun on the top of her head and undid it, holding her long hair in a ponytail and fucking her mouth while guiding her up and down his length. The noises she was making and the feel of her tongue on the vein on the underside of his dick were driving him crazy. He wouldn’t last much longer.

“Fuck, Donna. Fuck, I’m gonna cum”, he warned after a particularly satisfying thrust, feeling that familiar pressure building up.

She sucked him further down her throat and swallowed, and he lost it, thick ropes of cum filling her mouth. Donna drank as much as she could, enjoying Dean’s taste and scent. In the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but think of how much he helped free her from her inhibitions, showing her how good it was to have someone she could trust and feel comfortable to be herself around. 

Jody was the friend to first point out how Donna’s previous relationships hadn’t worked because the guys were assholes, and not because there was something wrong with her. But Dean was the first man to show her there were good guys out there, and how amazing it was to be treated with respect and love, to make her feel desired and sexy. 

She released his softening cock with a pop and started to get up to go clean her mouth, but Dean pulled her from the foot of the bed, grabbing her butt with both hands while he kissed her, shoving his tongue inside her mouth, finding the mess they made incredibly hot.

He licked and bit her lips gently, squeezing her buttcheeks and giving a light slap, making her gasp and hum. 

“God, baby, that was so dirty and sexy”, Dean said, hugging her waist with the intention of keeping her on top of him, but she shook her head, laying on her side of the bed and patting her chest, signaling that he should be the one covering her.

He accepted, placing one leg between hers and making himself comfortable on her breasts. Half of his body was on top of hers and they just stayed like that, in silence for a few minutes. Dean was listening to her heartbeats, while Donna was caressing his hair lazily, watching his post-sex doziness. His eyes were closed but he was awake, she could tell by his breathing. That seemed to be the right moment to put into action the plan she “discussed” with Jack during the night. She took a deep breath, gathering the necessary courage. 

“Dean?”.

“Hmm?”

“‘You awake?”

He chuckled, his deep voice resonating in her chest. “Yes, sweetheart. Ready for another one?”.

She giggled and shook her head. “No, that’s not it. I mean, duh, of course I won’t deny another round, but that’s not what I was going to ask”.

Dean lifted his head a few inches and tilted his neck to look at her. “What, then?”

She looked down to meet his eyes, the clear green making her heart skip a few beats. Donna opened her mouth to speak and blushed deeply, unsure of where to start.

Dean looked worried. “What is it, D? Something wrong?”

“N-no! Everything is perfectly fine! Peachy”, she assured, voice higher than normal. 

“Okay, so tell me”. Dean waited, watching her face.

“Well, the thing is… I love you. You love me. I mean, you do, right?”, Donna asked, suddenly unsure, regardless of Dean having repeated many times how much he loved her. 

“I do, Donna. I love you so freaking much”, he smiled, stretching his neck further to give her a kiss.

“‘Kay, so we love each other, we’ve been together for a while now, we’re here in Vegas… Oh, shoot, Dean, what I wanna ask is if you wanna marry me!”

He stared at her in silence, his mouth opened in shock.

Five seconds later Donna was on the verge of tears, sure that he would say no and/or laugh on her face.

But Dean smiled, and the smile reached his eyes, showing the wrinkles that she found so adorable.

“Are you seriously asking me to marry you in Vegas? With Elvis as a minister and everything?”, he questioned, the playful smile still there.

“Yes. Yes, I am. Please, just answer my question or I think I’m gonna have a heart attack”, she pleaded, frowning a little and bracing herself for the blow.

“And you really thought I would say no to that? Me, Dean Winchester, say no to getting married in freaking Las Vegas?”

It was Donna’s turn to just stare at him, not quite following if that was a yes or a no. Her mind was blank, her insecurities taking over.

“Ask me again, Sheriff”, he said.

“What?”, she shook her head, sure she didn’t understand his request.

“I said, ask me again”, Dean repeated, reaching for her face and lovingly caressing her cheek.

“Okay”, she took a deep breath. “Dean Winchester, do you wanna marry me?”

“I do, baby. I would love nothing more than to marry you”.

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Later that day, after they left the chapel as husband and wife and went to celebrate over burgers and beers, Donna sent a few pictures to Jody. Some she kept only for herself and Dean, so they could look at them every once in a while and relive the memory of what happened in Vegas.

THE END

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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Winchester/Mary Winchester, Ellen Harvelle/Bobby Singer, Donna Hanscum/Jody Mills Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Ellen Harvelle, Bobby Singer, Donna Hanscum, Jody Mills, Jo Harvelle Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Castiel, Omega Dean Winchester, Romance, Comedy, Fluff, feel good fic, Meeting the Parents, Clumsy Castiel, Romantic Comedy, Smut, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Knotting, DCBB, Dean/Cas Big Bang 2023 (Supernatural) Summary:

Dean and Castiel have built a beautiful life together over the past five years, sharing a deep and unbreakable love. But as Dean's 30th birthday approaches, his traditional parents throw a curveball: they want to finally meet the elusive "Castiel" who has stolen their son's heart. Embracing the opportunity to make a good impression, Castiel eagerly agrees.

But there's one small hiccup: Castiel's clumsiness seems to have a knack for creating awkward situations wherever he goes. Nevertheless, undeterred by his tendency for mishaps, Castiel is fueled by his unwavering devotion to Dean and a genuine desire to win over his parents. He embarks on a weekend getaway, with the hope of placing a ring on Dean's finger as the ultimate birthday surprise.

Will his charm, albeit unconventional, be enough to win over his potential in-laws and secure their approval? Or will the weekend end with Dean's parents questioning their son's taste in Alphas? One thing’s for certain: this birthday weekend will be filled with laughter, love, and a few memorable mishaps that will be retold for years to come.

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Acceptable Characters:

Reader—male or female, LGBT+, Chronic Illness, Mental Health, Winchester sibling or nibling, supernatural being, MoL Legacy, etc. (Just ask)

Beau Arlen (Blue Sky)

Alec (Dark Angel)

Soldier Boy (The Boys)

Dean Winchester (No Incest)

Sam Winchester (No Incest)

John Winchester (good parent, yes! No incest)

Mary Winchester (good parent, hunter, yes! No incest)

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Charlie Bradbury

Gilda (Fairie)

Dorothy Baum

Billie (Reaper, yes! Death, yes!)

Death (YES!)

Lucifer/Nick (Wings, yes!)

Gabriel (Wings,yes!)

Balthazar (Wings, yes!)

Bobby Singer

Rufus Turner

Jody Mills, Sheriff

Donna Hanscum, Sheriff

Claire Novak

Kaia Novak

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Note: I have not drawn much NSFW and/or tf (transformation, e.g. shapeshifting) but I am trying to get the hang of it.

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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

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The Hunter and The Sheriff - Chapter 4 (FIN)

CHAPTER 4

When Donna enters the kitchen Dean’s jaw drops and his heart thuds in his chest. She is fucking gorgeous!

Donna is wearing a black leather skirt that hits right above her knees, a purple halter top that has straps that criss-cross over her bosom, leaving a peek of ample cleavage. Her ankle boots are also leather but what gets Dean's motor running is the fact that she is going to be on his arm tonight.

If there is one thing that John Winchester taught his sons, it was how to be gentlemen; tonight Dean proves it as he ushers Donna to the passenger door of the Impala, opening it and leading her onto the vinyl seat.

As soon as the Sheriff is safely inside, he shuts the door and rushes around to the drivers’ side and slides behind the wheel.

During the whole drive across town to the restaurant she had picked, Dean kept stealing glances at his date. She absolutely took his breath away. Donna Hanscum was the whole package.

Not only was she a distinguished member of law enforcement in this town but she was aware of the creatures other people had nightmares about…. and she was helping rid this world of those monsters! All the while, rocking a body to make any man begging on his knees for.

When they arrive, Dean escorts the lovely Sheriff into the fancy establishment and tries not to seem fazed at the extravagance of the place.

He steps up to the hostess at the podium and gives his name.

The girl searches her schedule and smiles as she finds what she's looking for.

“Right this way, Mr. and Mrs. Winchester,” she says.

Dean takes Donna's hand and goes to do as the hostess says but is pulled back as Donna is standing there, stock-still.

“What's the matter, Don?”

“Sh-she…. She thinks we’re a couple,” the blonde Sheriff stutters.

Dean looks at his date, confused. “We are, aren't we?”

Donna blinks once, twice then looks at him. “She thinks I could land a hottie like you for a husband? Me? The fattie?!”

Dean looks over his shoulder at the hostess and holds up a finger, asking her to wait.

“Baby,” he says as he takes both Donna’s hands in his. “I will disagree with you on one thing, you are absolutely not a ‘fattie’, you hear me?” Dean asked as he leaned in close, “and also, fuck what anyone else thinks. They don't know us so let's go in there and eat some disgustingly expensive food and get drunk on some sickeningly sweet wine and then I'll take you home and prove to you just how much I adore you, okay honey?”

Donna couldn't suppress the smile that fills her face if she tried.

“Okay,” she confirms. “Let's do this.”

After dinner, Dean paid the hefty bill and led Donna back to the Impala.

“That was the worst food ever,” Donna exclaims once they were seated. “I can't believe they charge so much for tasteless garbage! They should be shut down for ripping people off.”

“I won't disagree,” Dean says as he backs out of the parking space and turns toward town. “I'm sorry this date sucked.”

“The date was phenomenal,” Donna rebutted. “I was the envy of every woman in that place. And a few men too,” she adds with a chuckle. “Thank you Dean.”

“Date's not over yet baby,” Dean tells her as he pulls into a snazzy bar. “We gonna go in here and listen to some tunes, drink away the bitterness of the food we ate and then I'm taking you home and proving to you how spectacular you are.”

“Okay,” Donna nods and steps out of the car when Dean opens her door. They walk inside to see a cozy tavern with a few tables and chair sitting around and the corners filled with small sofas with low tables in front of them.

Past the bar is a stage where a band is playing soft music. The place isn't overly crowded and the couple quickly finds themselves settled on one of the loveseats.

Dean looks around and smiles. This is exactly what he had in mind when he wanted to bring Donna on a date.

Secluded but yet not, dim lighting but not dark and music that you didn't have to scream over to be heard.

“What can I get for you two?” The waitress appears out of nowhere. They give her their orders and relax back into the cushions, Dean's arm wrapped around Donna’s shoulders.

The band starts another slow song and Donna begins humming, soon she's singing along with the vocalist.

“Late at night when all the world is sleeping I stay up and think of you. And I wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too. 'Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight. 'Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight. And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Wonder if you ever see me…what?” Donna stops singing when she realizes Dean is looking at her. “Am I that bad?”

He shakes his head and smiles. “Sounded like angels singing. You have a beautiful voice Don.”

Donna blushes and looks down, not accustomed to praise from a date.

The waitress drops off their drinks and Donna picks up her mojito and downs it. “Now that's a good drink,” she giggles and then finishes out the song while leaning into Dean's side.

After four mojitos and three whiskeys, Dean pulls Donna toward the door because the Sheriff is getting a little too frisky for public eyes.

She, of course, misinterprets their destination and thinks they're headed for the dance floor so she begins grinding on him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Thought you didn't dance, Dean-o?”

“I don't Sweetheart,” Dean says as he stumbles toward the door. “I'm taking you home, honey. You're wasted.”

Donna stops and pouts. “Party pooper,” she mumbles and then smiles widely. “Oh wait. I know what's coming next. Me!”

Donna bends over laughing and Dean can't help but join her. The jovial moment is tarnished when a whistle fills the air and someone comments “Bend over more darling. I can almost see everything!”

Donna had never seen Dean move so fast. One minute he was standing in front of her, laughing and the next he was standing across the room, over some drunk stranger with a bloody nose.

That sobered Donna immediately and she pulled Dean away and out the door. Donna pulls Dean to the Impala and not so patiently waits as he unlocks the door for her.

The ride back to her house is quiet, not even the radio to break up the silence inside the Chevrolet.

As soon as Dean parks on the driveway, Donna gets out and stomps to the door, unlocking it and marching inside.

She turns as soon as she hears the door close and crosses her arms.

“Dean, you can't just go around punching people out like some kind of caveman!” she states, her breath, labored. “I'm the Sheriff in this town, how would it look if my boyfriend got arrested for a drunk and disorderly?”

Dean looks remorseful and ashamed over his actions but he also cannot take his eyes off the peek of cleavage Donna is showing with her chest heaving.

“Don, I'm sorry. Really I am. I was just trying to defend you-” he pauses as her breasts bounce along with the rhythm of her breathing. “-but right now all I can think about is burying my face in your gorgeous tits.”

Donna looks down at her chest and huffs. “Jesus, Dean! Are you trying to distract me? I'm serious here.”

“Oh, I'm serious too sweetheart. I'm seriously going to make you forget-,” he says as he stalks toward her. “-about everything. The only thing you'll remember is my name. And you'll be screaming that,” Dean promises.

Donna puts her hand up, stopping Dean in his tracks. “First, you're going to let me finish what I was saying and then I just might allow you to suffocate in these,” Donna says as she squeezes her breasts together, the plump flesh almost busting out of the camisole.

Dean whimpers but nods his acceptance.

“You cannot go around just punching people for rude and lewd remarks,” she begins and Dean hangs his head in remorse. “I'm the Sheriff and I really don't want my boyfriend to spend a night in lockup for something that was-” Donna pauses as she watches Dean shrink into himself and she feels bad for leading him on. “-so goddamned hot I almost came right there.”

Dean lifts his head rapidly and watches as Donna unties the bow at the nape of her neck, the material falling down and her breasts bouncing free.

“Come here baby,” she says as she reaches for him. “They're all yours.”

Dean moves fast as lightning, closing the space between them and buries his face right in Donna's chest. He growls, licks and nips at the skin as he picks his girlfriend up by her supple ass.

“Oh god Dean,” Donna moans loudly, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Don't stop. Fuck, don't stop!”

Dean lavishes each breast with kisses and sucks marks onto each one, claiming Donna as his.

Donna wraps her legs around his waist and starts humping him, her skirt bunched up around her hips.

Dean grins at her as their eyes meet and he nurses her left nipple.

“Getting frisky there aren't you Sheriff?” he chuckles.

“Well yea,” Donna responds breathy. “I know you have a deadly weapon on your body. I need to….oh to hell with the innuendoes right now. Just fucking fuck me Dean!”

“Yes ma'am,” Dean says as he sits her back onto her booted feet. “Show me the way, baby.”

Donna takes his hand and runs toward the bedroom. Once there, she kicks her boots off, unzips the skirt and pushes it and her panties to the floor before turning to watch Dean undress.

As soon as his legs are free from his jeans, Donna is on the floor at his feet.

“I wanna suck your dick until you cum down my throat.”

Dean groans as he pushes his boxers to the floor, his hard cock bouncing between them.

She wraps her fingers around the base and guides the head to her lips, gently licking the precum from the tip.

“Tasty,” Donna hums.

“Less talking, more sucking,” Dean says. And promptly bites his lip as Donna takes his shaft all the way in her mouth.

The Sheriff works her magic and soon is swallowing around the head of Dean's dick as her nose nestles in the sparse pubic hair.

“Shit baby,” Dean coos as he scoops Donna’s curly mane into a makeshift ponytail. “You gonna let me fuck that beautiful face?”

“Mmhmm,” Donna hums and begins rubbing his ball sack.

Dean holds her hair in one hand and places his other hand on Donna's head as he begins pulling out and pumping right back in, no resistance to going down her throat now.

“Goddamn,” he exclaims. “Your mouth is almost as good as your pussy. I'm gonna cum down your throat. You want that baby?”

Donna nods as forcibly as she “P'ease yus.”

Dean doesn't hold back as he thrusts into Donna's willing mouth and in no time he growls as his fingers grip and pull the Sheriff's hair while shooting his load into her mouth and down her throat.

When he pulls his dick from her, Donna swallows and licks the remnants from her lips before leaning forward and gently kissing the now flaccid member.

Dean hisses and then chuckles. “Sensitive,” he explains before helping her to her feet. “Now plant that perfect body on the bed and open up. I've worked up an appetite.”

Donna does as requested, unashamedly spreading her legs to show her glistening center.

“Oh sweetie,” Dean says as he gazes upon her wet cunt in front of his face. “Did you cum already? Getting face-fucked turn you on til you just let go all over yourself? You are a fucking mess down here.”

Dean chuckles as he sees her walls clenching the air. He lightly blows against her exposed pussy which causes the good Sheriff to whimper. Dean smiles before diving in, devouring her from the inside out.

He licks a trail around the rim of her entrance all the while his thumb is swiping left to right on her swollen clit.

Donna is a begging mess, imploring him for “more” and praising his techniques “fuck yes Dean! You are a master at eating pussy. I'm going to cum on your face.”

Dean takes that as a challenge and ups his ministrations. He replaces his thumb with his tongue and flicks the swollen nub as he inserts two fingers into her warm cavern, pumping his hand and scissoring his digits.

Donna practically convulses on the bed, her ass leaving the mattress and Dean sucks her bundle of nerves between his lips.

“Fucking hell!” she screams. “Gah! Bite me, Dean. Bite my clit.”

And Dean complies. He uses his teeth to gently gnaw on the flesh, rolling it between his pearly whites.

When Donna screams out again, it is accompanied by her pussy gushing liquid, her cum shooting right into Dean's mouth.

As Dean licks her clean, paying close attention to her now-reddened and abused clit, Donna lays flat above him catching her breath.

“Damn, that was hot,” she husks, her voice wrecked and hoarse. “I don't know where that came from.” She laughs as she lifts her head to look at her lover.

“That was amazing,” he agrees as he crawls up her body, stopping to peck a kiss to each engorged peak of her breast before hovering over her and grinning. “Didn't know you were into pain fucking.”

“Eh, everything is worth at least trying once,” she shrugs and then wraps her arms around his neck. “And we'll do that again… but Dean?”

“Hmmm?”

“Make love to me now?”

And that's just what he does. He fucks her good and hard, soft and sweet until she understood that she was deserving and valuable.

As he watches her pink swollen lips stretched and quivering around his throbbing dick as she creams all over it, he mutters words foreign to him.

“Goddamn! I fucking love you, woman.”

And their world, their little bubble Donna and Dean had created, stands silent. No movement, no sound, not even a breath is heaved as their eyes meet.

They both know their lives would never be the same. Donna smiles up at Dean and cups his cheek in her palm.

“I love you too, Dean”

THE END

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A Year Out of the Life

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/gMUmF7C by destiel_brainrot Sequel to Three Men and the Devil's Baby. This story picks up just after the new year, January 2018. Jack is now 8 months old living with retired Dean and Castiel in the cabin he was born in. Words: 7023, Chapters: 1/12, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Three Men and the Devil's Baby Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Claire Novak, Alex Jones (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Established Castiel/Dean Winchester, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Smut, Domestic destiel, Castiel and Dean Winchester in Love, There's a new Winchester coming, Gay sex. Lots of gay sex., dadstiel, they're so in love it's gross, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Castiel and Dean Winchester are Jack Kline's Parents, Grandma Mary Winchester, Canon Divergence, Domestic Dean and Cas, Dad Castiel, dad dean winchester, Domestic Fluff read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/gMUmF7C

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Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester, Apocalypse World Charlie/Stevie, Donna Hanscum/Jody Mills, Kaia Nieves/Claire Novak Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Rowena MacLeod, Minor Donatello, Apocalypse world Bobby, God | Chuck Shurley, Eileen Leahy, Brief Michael (Supernatural), Jody Mills, Claire Novak, Kaia Nieves, Donna Hanscum, Apocalypse World Charlie, Stevie, Patience Turner, Alex Jones (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Jr. (Supernatural: Carry On), Original Character Bobbi, Billie Additional Tags: Canon Divergent, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Dean Winchester Has a Wing Kink, Adoption, Plot Twists, Inappropriate Use of Grace, Angelic Grace as Lube (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Wears Panties, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Dean Winchester Needs to Use Actual Words, Happy Ending, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Switching, blink and you'll miss it though - Freeform, Anal Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Blowjobs, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Bottoming from the Top, Canon-Typical Violence, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, Didn't Know They Were Dating, Sam Winchester Knows, Dean has a lot of kinks, Castiel and Dean Winchester Have a Profound Bond, Sam sees too much, Marriage, Grace as an aphrodisiac, Homophobic Language, POV Dean Winchester, Dean/Cas Big Bang 2023 (Supernatural), DCBB 2023 Summary:

After Chuck is defeated, Jack forces Dean and Cas to finally admit their feelings to each other and gives Cas his wings back in the process. They end up getting their happily ever after while Sam settles down with Eileen. Ten years they spend together as a couple, hunting when they need to, but mostly living the domesticated life Dean always wanted and Castiel always wanted him to have. Unfortunately, it all comes crashing down one day when Castiel goes on a hunt and doesn’t make it home. Dean will do whatever it takes to get the love of his life back and ends up getting more than he bargained for when he finds him again.

 This fic is canon compliant through Season 14 and starts off during the Ouroboros episode S14E14, from there it becomes Canon divergent with some of the rest of Season 14 and Season 15 being the same, but slightly different. S15E20 doesn’t exist and there is an alternate storyline 10 years into the future.

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The Proposal Plan

Author: CassondraWinchester

Artist: lotrspnfangirl

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel, John Winchester/Mary Winchester, Bobby Singer/Jody Mills, Jody Mills/Donna Hanscum

Length: 29652

Warnings: N/A

Tags: Alpha Castiel, Omega Dean, Romance, Comedy, Fluff, Feel Good Fic, Meeting the Parents, Clumsy Castiel, Romantic Comedy, Smut

Summary: Dean and Castiel have built a beautiful life together over the past five years, sharing a deep and unbreakable love. But as Dean's 30th birthday approaches, his traditional parents throw a curveball: they want to finally meet the elusive "Castiel" who has stolen their son's heart. Embracing the opportunity to make a good impression, Castiel eagerly agrees.  But there's one small hiccup: Castiel's clumsiness seems to have a knack for creating awkward situations wherever he goes. Nevertheless, undeterred by his tendency for mishaps, Castiel is fueled by his unwavering devotion to Dean and a genuine desire to win over his parents. He embarks on a weekend getaway, with the hope of placing a ring on Dean's finger as the ultimate birthday surprise. Will his charm, albeit unconventional, be enough to win over his potential in-laws and secure their approval? Or will the weekend end with Dean's parents questioning their son's taste in Alphas? One thing’s for certain: this birthday weekend will be filled with laughter, love, and a few memorable mishaps that will be retold for years to come.

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Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Supernatural

Relationship: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Characters:

Dean Winchester

Castiel (Supernatural)

Gabriel (Supernatural)

Balthazar (Supernatural)

Claire Novak

Jack Kline

Jody Mills

Donna Hanscum

Jo Harvelle

Anna Milton

Hannah (Supernatural)

Hael (Supernatural)

Sam Winchester

Additional Tags:

Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics

Pack Dynamics

Pack Family

Mating Cycles/In Heat

True Mates

Enemies to Lovers

Angst with a Happy Ending

Angst and Fluff and Smut

Porn with Feelings

Porn With Plot

Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Past Abuse

Past Rape/Non-con

Omega Dean

Alpha Castiel (Supernatural)

Alpha Castiel/Omega Dean Winchester

POV Castiel (Supernatural)

Explicit Sexual Content

Minor Violence

Mating Bond

Mating Bites

Top Castiel

Bottom Dean Winchester

Language: English

Collections: Best of Destiel – A/B/O

Published:2019-03-04

Words: 14,476

Chapters: 1/1