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[becauseplot]

God fuck god I don’t listen to a lot of Lemon Demon but DAMN they really hit it out of the park with Touch-Tone Telephone. Like I’ve been obsessing over this song for years now, how good it is at story telling and like, character building?? Which is WILD for a song to accomplish, yet the vision is so clear in my head. You can really hear all the layers to this character the song creates. The wild rhythm. The manic, almost (definitely) desperate tempo, gives you the image that someone is running, chasing something, on the verge of something incredible. The dramatic flare of the strings melding with the odd sound effect or vocalization to create an image of someone brilliant but downright crazy. The flipping of the emotion in the delivery: confident, yet desperate. Like, without getting too much into the lyrics themselves, the delivery of “And like you I’m a genius before my time! Disbelieving, that’s the real crime!” gives me chills every time; the POV trying desperately to reach out to ‘you,’ the one they’re speaking to, trying to get you to understand, to see what they see, please, please listen to me I’m not crazy, they’re after me, you have to listen to me please!! Please!!! Try to understand!!!!! It’s all there, don’t you see why can’t you just see?!!

[angelblade67]

Wrath | Seven Deadly Sins Series

Lust - Part One | Envy - Part Two

Dean x Reader

This is a 7 part series with each part related to a one of the seven deadly sins.

A/N: Thanks for showing this new miniseries some love! You are all amazing and I love all your faces. Tag list is at the bottom <3

Summary: Dean’s hurting and wants you to hurt just as much, he isn’t considering what it might do to Sam. You talk him out of saying anything to him but Dean’s still angry and things take an interesting turn.

Warning: Smut ← dom!dean // dirty talk // rough sex

“You’re not mad at me Dean, you’re jealous.” now your eyes are narrowed “you’re jealous that Sam has been apart of my life this whole time.” Dean lets out a dark chuckle “Maybe I am a little jealous. Maybe I envy what you and Sam share.” he admits “but I wonder how envious Sam will be of me when he finds out I got it first” Dean’s grin is almost as dark as his laugh as he scans your body “I think I should just go tell him right now” he begins to turn away but you grab his arm. “You wouldn’t do that to him” your eyes pleading Dean to calm down.

“Watch me” Dean yanks his arm free from your grasp and heads towards the door to the bunker.

You quickly run after him. You have to walk twice as fast as him to catch up, his strides are so long and the anger boiling beneath his surface adding fuel to the fire. You can’t believe he’d do this to his brother, just to hurt you. He didn’t even want to listen to reason. He just saw what he saw and that’s it in his eyes. He knows what he needs to and now he’s going to ruin his relationship with Sam, your relationship with Sam and your relationship with him.

“Dean, Dean.” you’re just on his tail, almost caught up to him when you reached out and almost missed his arm but your fingertips curled in and latched onto his sleeve “DEAN!” you shout at him as you yank on the flannel fabric of his sleeve “Dean please” you’re voice much more quiet now, not wanting to tip off Sam that anything might be wrong.

“Stop Y/N” He finally turned around and froze in place. You’re so close to him that his sudden paused made you run directly into his broad chest, his stubble scratching against your forehead as you run into him.

You stumble backwards a few steps and look at him. His nostrils flaring with every deep breath he takes in through his nose. His face red, knuckles white as his fingernails dig into the palms of his hands he’s balling his fist so tight.

“Don’t do this” you pled with him.

“He’s gonna find out anyways, why not now?” the skin around his jaw tight, his teeth clenched together.

You pull Dean into your room and shut the door, so not to accidentally give Sam an opportunity to overhear you.

You reach out to touch Dean’s arm again but Dean grabs your wrist in an effort to stop you but he doesn’t let it go, he just holds onto it “Not like this Dean” you put simply.

“Would you really do that to Sam?” you asked him.

“Oh, I’m full of surprises” he claims.

“This isn’t how he should find out. This isn’t something you did” you pause, choosing your words carefully “we did” you correct yourself “to rub in his face.” you continue “don’t turn what we had into something it wasn’t.”

Dean’s nostrils are still flaring and his grip on your wrist grows tighter.

“If you’re going to take it out on someone” you look him square in the eyes “take it out on me.”

Dean searches your eyes for a moment, wondering how serious you are and if you’re thinking about the same thing he’s thinking about. He grips onto your wrist even tighter and yanks you towards him, your small frame knocking into his broad chest again.

“Dean I’m sor-” but he cuts you off, his lips crashing into yours. His free hand wraps around the back of your neck and tangles in your hair, gripping your hair almost as tight as he’s gripping your wrist.

His kiss is hard, bruising almost. He doesn’t even bother being gentle but insteads pulls your hair, causing a moan to escape your lips, your mouth parting as he bites your bottom lip between his teeth so hard it almost draws blood.

“You’re making me fucking crazy” he mumbles onto your lips as he continues his passionate assault.

Dean backs you into the wall,and untangles his hand from your hair, wrapping his hand around your neck, squeezing gently while holding you against the wall. All while still kissing you.

He detaches his lips from yours “I don’t think you can handle me like this Y/n” Dean’ whispers in your ear, squeezing your neck just a little tighter, your breathing is starting to become shallow. His voice is much rougher than before, more raw.

“I’m a big girl Dean” your response is more breathy than you intended.

“Mhmm” Dean takes a deep breath “You sure you want to do this?” he nibs at your ear before lowering his voice so low you almost couldn’t hear him “I’m gonna show you who you belong to.”

A shiver travels up your spine at his soft but anger fueled words. You never pictured yourself being into this kind of thing angry, rough sex but with Dean it’s different.

Dean releases your wrist and neck and leans onto the wall behind you, resting his hands flat against the wall on either side of your head, leaning into your ear once again “who do you belong to?” he whispered.

“You” you answer him, your voice small and low. Excitement building up in your stomach.

“Damn right” you can feel his teeth against your ear as he smiles to himself.

Without any warning Dean presses his body into yours, pushing you against the wall behind you. You can feel his growing erection that’s being restricted by his thick denim. He begins kissing and biting at your neck, his one hand wrapping itself back into your hair as his other works to unbutton your jeans.

“Dean” you moan out

“Shhh” Dean hushes you as he pulls away from your neck and returns his attention to your ear “you’ll speak when you’re spoken to, okay?” Dean whispers, his tone still rough but clearly caring.

“Yes” you answer him, your voice much softer than his.

“Good girl” he growls into your ear at the same time he dips his hand into the waistband of your jeans, running his index and middle finger through your moist folds.

You let out a soft moan, unsure if moaning counted as speaking. You didn’t want to risk it ruining this or Dean stopping because you couldn’t follow his rules.

“Fuck, you’re so wet” Dean dips his middle finger into your opening and you instinctively rock into his touch “Mhmm” he hums “is all this for me?” he ask, looking to you for your answer.

“Yes” you almost cry out.

Dean pumps his finger in and out of you a few more times before stopping, his finger as deep as he can get it just barely hitting that sweet spot.

“Ride it” he demands, his eyes staring into yours.

You start rocking your hips faster, your head falling back against the wall and your one hand massaging your breast through your shirt the other holding Dean’s hand against your core.

“What do you want Y/N?” Dean’s voice sounds wrecked but rough.

“I want you Dean” you moan out, still riding his finger.

“Tell me what you want from me” he demands “I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you to fuck me Dean!” you cry out, his finger now curling inside of you, creating a new sensation “Take me!” you yell.

Dean puts his free hand against your chest to stop you as he pulls his finger out of you and brings it up to his lips, sucking your juices off.

“Bed” he points and you quickly climb up on the bed.

He turns around to face you, his eyes are almost black they’re so blown out with lust. He starts to take off his flannel, then the white undershirt. You’re not sure what to do so you start to take off your own clothes until Dean stops you.

“Don’t” his voice stern “I’m going to do that” he continues to remove all his clothes until he’s completely naked.

You take in every scar, every muscle, every mark. You take in all of Dean. His large erection standing tall.

“Come here” Dean begins stroking himself as you make your way to the edge of the bed, sitting over the edge, your feet planted on the ground “We know you’re good at kissing but I wonder what else that mouth is go at.”

Dean lined his cock up with your mouth “slow” he instructs.

You use your hand to replace his, stroking him slowly as precum leaks from his tip. You look up at him one last time through your lashes before you take all of him into your mouth “Shit” Dean moans out as his head falls back.

Your mouth and your hand work in sync with each other as you draw out more moans from Dean. He looks down at you, examining your work. He fist your hand and starts thrusting into your mouth, his dick hitting the back of your throat making your eyes water. You use your free hand to start massaging his balls as he continues to fuck your mouth.

“Damn baby” Dean groans “Shit you’re gonna make me cum” he’s all breathy now, his cock stiffens in his mouth as a loud “fuck” escapes his lips and a hot stream of semen slides down your throat.

His chest rises and falls as he takes in deep breaths trying to bring himself back down from his high.

Dean pulls his half hard cock from your mouth “I’m going to fuck you so hard” he insist “you’re going to feel this night for days”

With that Dean gets onto his knees and starts taking off your jeans and your soaked through panties and tosses them into the corner of the room. His eyes grow wide when he sees your juices dripping from your opening as he spreads your legs apart.

Dean presses his finger against your clit and your body twitches, your core aching with need.

“Damn, your so fucking sexy right now” Dean spoke before licking a long stripe from your opening to your clit earning a loud, low moan from you. Your hands going straight into his hair, gripping at his short locks as your body falls back against the bed.

“Fuck baby, talk to me” Dean request as he laps at your wet folds dipping his tongue into your entrance.

“Dean” you cry out “Shit that feels so good” you praise him “fuck Dean! That’s it right there”

Dean inserts a finger into, pumping in and out at a fast pace while sucking your clit between his teeth “I’m gonna fucking cum Dean!” your moan.

He inserts a second finger and begins pumping into you even fast, his fingers curling with each pump, the tip of his tongue now making circles around your sensitive ball of nerves.

“Cum for me sweetheart” he mumbles into pussy.

The vibration of his voice mixed with the pumping of his fingers and the pressure of his tongue against your clit brings you to your orgasim. Your walls tighten around Dean’s digits as your body trembles and your vision goes white.

Dean works you through your orgasim, slowly bring you back down. Kissing you up and down your thighs “God you’re so sweet” he moans out, sucking little red marks into your inner thighs.

He begins to stand up “Sit up” he instructs. You use all your strength to push yourself up and he’s once again standing, towering over you. His cock standing tall once again. Dean leans down and pulls your tank top over your head and unhooks your bra, your breast falling free.

Dean leans down even more and takes one of your nipples into his mouth, gently sucking until it hardens, doing the same to the other nipple as he slowly crawls onto you.

You move back and lay down completely, letting the weight of Dean’s body hold up in place, as his mouth and hands search your body, sucking, biting and kissing everywhere he can find.

“Ready?” Dean asks.

“Fuck me already Winchester” you cry out. Your body aching with need.

With that Dean  lines himself up with your center and pushes into you “Oh fuck” Dean moans out, still feeling his orgasm from earlier.

You moan out as he begins to pound into you harder “Dean!” you cry out his name as he hands grip into your waist. Dean’s nails digging deliciously into your flesh, sure to leave bruises but you didn’t care, you’d wear them proudly.

“Turn around” Dean demands as he pulls out and quickly helps you turn around, getting on your hands and knees waiting for him to take you once again.

Without any warning Dean drives into you, grabbing a handful of your hair, his other hand gripping onto your hip again, pulling you onto him as he pushes himself into you “Shit baby” Dean groans out “who do you belong to?”’ he manages to get out, breathy and raw.

“You” you cry, the pleasure taking over your body, it’s so hard to think.

Dean releases your hair, bring his hand to your ass giving it a good smack. The pain mixed with the pleasure sends a wave of heat to your core and you can’t help the loud almost pornagraphic sounds that escape you.

“You like that?” Dean asks, giving your ass another lick before you get a chance to answer.

Another moan falls from your lips “God yes” you whine “fuck me harder Dean!”

Dean brings his one hand around you and starts rubbing your clit hard, putting more than enough pressure on it. His other hand gripping your ass, molding it and giving you the occasional smack all while his cock is still pounding into you at a record breaking pace.

“Fuck” Dean’s thrust are getting more erratic and his moans are getting quieter “I’m about to cum” he’s starting to sweat now “shit, cum with me” Dean presses into your clit even harder.

That familiar feeling begins to coil up in your abdomen and you can feel your body about to burst and with one final thrust, you feel Dean become stiff inside of you and a stream of hot cum filling you. Dean’s orgasm pushing your over that edge and you contract around Dean. Your vision going dark and your body completely falling over onto your elbows.

Dean lays against your back for a few moments before pulling himself out of you and rolling over to his side. You fall onto your stomach.

“That was hot” Dean exclaims, out of breath.

You blink slowly, turn your head to face him, you’re still on your stomach “yeah it was” you smile at Dean. The high still lingering in you.

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