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Sincerely,

LA<3

Venmo- laylah1307

Warnings: oral (m), unprotected sex(wrap it up hoes), cheating (I don't condone this) age gap, Professor and student relationship. Feelings of being used. Also Y/n is in college, so she is of age!!

Song is Teacher's Pet by Melanie Martinez Lyrics in **

Please remember this is a work of fan fiction. Meaning it is all fake and I don't support this stuff.

Also I know I said I was done writing, but I was listening to this song and just had to make a fic with it. I think I might post stories every now and then but not consistently.

*Caught the teacher giving his eyes to a student

Thought, "He pretty cute" and she bit her lip back to him

Chewing on her nails and her pens while she's dreaming of him

And he's fucking in sin (you know he is)*

"I need the following students to stay after the bell rings. Y/n, Jace, Sam, Hannah. The rest of you are free to go." Professor Ackles said.

"Damnit. Of course, he needs me to stay." You thought to yourself.

When the bell rang and the rest of the students had cleared out, your teacher called you all up individually. After Hannah left it was your turn.

The two of you were all alone, and the door was closed. The locks were set up to where nobody from the outside could open it. You knew exactly why he wanted you to stay.

*She said, "It's for all the right reasons

Baby, don't care 'bout grades, just call me your lady

If I pass this quiz, will you give me your babies?

Don't call me crazy

You love me, but you won't come save me

You got a wife and kids, you see them daily

Don't know why you even need me*

Mr Ackles is a married man. But things have been rough between him and his wife. When she stopped putting out, he turned to you. The two of you have had a strange connection since you started his class, and the sexual tension was hard to ignore.

When the two of you first started sneaking around you were more than okay with it. He's so hot and he makes you feel so good. He swore he was going to leave his wife. But two months later, they're still married. Now you can't help but feel like you're being used.

Was it stupid to want him so much?

"Yes Mr Ackles?" You said, finally walking up to him.

"Your grades are slipping Y/n. You've been very distracted in class lately. If you don't get them up, I'll have to fail you."

"No, please. What can I do?"

"Well, I think you know one thing you can do."

He pushed his chair away from his desk enough for you to come around and kneel in front of him. You made quick work at removing his belt and pants. The tent in his boxers was quickly forming and you couldn't wait to have his long, hard cock in your mouth.

*Teacher's pet

If I'm so special, why am I secret?

Yeah, why the fuck is that?

Do you regret

The things we shared that I'll never forget?

Well, do you? Tell me that

I know I'm young, but my mind is well beyond my years

I knew this wouldn't last, but fuck you, don't you leave me here

Teacher's pet

If I'm so special, why am I secret?*

You couldn't lie and say you weren't turned on by the way he admired you sitting on your knees in front of him.

The relationship you two have is kind of fucked up, and even through the feelings of being used by him, you still love having his cock in you. He loves it just as much as you do.

He lifted his hips, silently asking you to remove his boxers and take him into your mouth. You hooked your fingers in the waistband and made quick work at pulling them down his sexy bow legs.

You wrapped your hand around the base of his cock and stroked it as you teased his tip with kitten like licks. He was already leaking precum, so you knew you wouldn't be down here long. He won't cum until he's buried deep inside your pussy.

*She's feeling like a spider in a cage

You liar, you were her desire

Now she wants to light you on fire

But fuck it, she'll still give you a call

And a lighter when you wanna get hot

And mess around 'til you get numb*

"Fuck, Y/n I need you baby. Get up here." He said.

You stood up to remove your pants and underwear then positioned yourself so you were straddling his thighs, but before you could sink down onto his length, his hands found your face and pulled you down until your lips met his.

This was different. He'd never ever kissed you before. That was always too intimate for him. Which is kind of funny. You'd think having his cock inside you would be too intimate. But oh well.

His tongue teased your bottom lip, asking for entrance to your mouth. You wondered what it would be like if his tongue was entering your pussy. Maybe one day you'll find out.

*She said "It's for all the right reasons

Baby, don't care 'bout grades, just call me your lady

If I pass this quiz, will you give me your babies?

Don't call me crazy

You love me, but you won't come save me

You got a wife and kids, you see them daily

Don't know why you even need me*

His hands moved down to your hips as his tongue explored your mouth, and you finally sank down onto his cock. Every time his long length fills you, it feels like the first time all over again. He stretches you so well. It's the perfect mix between pain and pleasure.

Fuck, what is this man doing to you? All these emotions and physical feelings are creating so much confusion. Is it love, or is it hate? Why does whatever it is, feel so good? So wrong but good.

His hand came down to toy with your clit as you began riding him. You moved up and down and forward in back, alternating between grinding and bouncing on his cock. Every time you'd come down, his tip would press against your g-spot, and it felt euphoric. Your pussy was made for his cock.

Your walls started to clench around him as you neared your orgasm.

*Teacher's pet

If I'm so special, why am I secret?

Yeah, why the fuck is that?

Do you regret

The things we shared that I'll never forget?

Well, do you? Tell me that

I know I'm young, but my mind is well beyond my years

I knew this wouldn't last, but fuck you, don't you leave me here

Teacher's pet

If I'm so special, why am I secret?*

"Fuck that's right baby. You're mine. Fuck, cum on my cock. Milk me dry." He said.

There it is. Every time he calls you his, the feelings of being used disappear.

"But are you mine?" You couldn't help but ask in your lust clouded haze.

"Yes. Fuck yes Y/n. All yours. Make us cum baby."

Wow.

*Gimme back my money

Didn't learn a damn thing, honey, from you

Except how to lie and cheat while inside the sheets

Stop calling me your bunny

I won't hop and you don't own me

Do you?

I bet you think you do, well, you don't*

You bounced a couple more times until finally the two of you came undone together. You slowed your movements to a stop, then rested your body against his. You could feel the mixture of cum dripping down your thighs as his cock softened inside of you.

*Teacher's pet

If I'm so special, why am I secret? (Why am I? Why am I?)

Yeah, why the fuck is that?

Do you regret

The things we shared that I'll never forget?

Well, do you? Tell me that

I know I'm young, but my mind is well beyond my years

I knew this wouldn't last, but fuck you, don't you leave me here

Teacher's pet

If I'm so special, why am I secret?*

"Y/n." Mr Ackles sighed breathlessly.

"Jensen." You responded.

"My divorce is in the process of being finalized. I'm sorry I kept you waiting for so long."

"It was worth it."

"Now we just need to get you out of my classes. Then we'll be free to be us. Only if it's what you want, though."

"I want you. I want all of you." You said.

"Then all of me you'll get, baby." He said, placing a kiss on your forehead.

"Are you really all mine?" You asked.

"Of course. Why?"

"Well, this thing between us did start while you were married."

"I would never cheat on you, Y/n. I know it was shitty of me to do that to my wife. But things between me and her were different. The reason our divorce is finally being worked on it is because I found out she was sleeping around too. I would've left her way sooner if I knew. We told each other the truth and decided we were ready to separate. She's so happy with her boyfriend. Happier than she ever was with me. And I feel the same way about you that she does about him."

"Jensen I- I think I love you." You said.

Yeah. That felt right.

"I don't think. I know I love you, Y/n."

"This is so wrong." You said laughing.

"The right kind of wrong." He agreed.

LA<3

Hope yall enjoy. I'm feeling a little rusty lol.

Requested by PennywiseSimpsRHAWT

Warnings: ⚠️Dean self harms, mentions scars, mentions of trauma and ptsd, mentions of suicidal thoughts, and mentions of self harm. Do not read if this story triggers you. And please, reach out to someone if you are struggling with any of these things.⚠️ this is gonna be set in the earlier seasons of the show

It was around 12:30 a.m.,when you felt Dean climb into bed and wrap you up in his arms. You'd been up waiting for him. He fell asleep quickly. He's been so exhausted lately, and you can't help but notice, it's not just physically.

He's had a lot going on lately. Sam was off in his own world at the moment due to an argument the two had, causing Sam to leave town for a bit.

Their dad just died not too long ago, and Dean is still trying to process it. He hasn't let himself greive yet.

You turned in his arms. Dean was sleeping in a plain t shirt and boxers. You rarely saw him in anything other than a flannel and jeans. It's nice to see him relaxed and comfortable.

You couldn't help but admire him. He looks so beautiful and peaceful when he sleeps. You kissed his nose and then snuggled up next to him with your head in his chest.

You looked down at his arms wrapped around your body, and that was when you noticed them.

Scars.

Not just any scars. These ones weren't caused by accidents.

How in the world have you not seen them before?

As much as you didn't want to wake him, you needed answers. And you needed them now.

"Dean, wake up."

He woke up almost instantly, having not been asleep long, and lately, he's been kind of restless in his sleep anyway.

"What's wrong?" He asked, voice covered with sleepiness.

"Why do you have these? What happened, Dean?" You asked, grabbing his arm to show him what you were talking about.

"Shit. Y/n, you weren't supposed to see those." He said, sitting up.

You sat up next to him, grabbing his hand and lacing his fingers with yours.

"It's okay, you can tell me." You said sincerely.

"I needed a way to cope with everything." He said simply.

"I've had these thoughts. Bad ones." He continued.

You squeezed his hand, letting him know it's okay, and you're listening.

"I didn't want to be alive, Y/n. And I needed to cope with those thoughts. I didn't want drugs or alcohol. I needed something to take my mind off of everything that's been happening, and this was the only thing I could come up with. But I can't handle it anymore, Y/n. I hate that I'm hurting myself, and now it's hurting you. I don't want to do this anymore. I can't do this anymore." He said, tears streaming down his face.

"It's okay, Dean. I'll help you, we'll get through it."

"I can't do this alone, Y/n."

"You don't have to, Dean. And you're not going to. I love you so much, and I'm gonna help you get through this. Whatever you need, I'll do it. I'm here for you. Always have been always will be." You said.

"I love you, sweetheart. More than you'll ever know. Honestly, you are one of the things that kept me from killing myself. I can't lose you."

"I can't lose you either, Dean."

Dean turned his body and pulled you into his arms. He held you in the tightest hug ever. After about 5 minutes, he still hadn't let you go.

Eventually, you laid down, but Dean kept you wrapped in his embrace. He wasn't letting you go. Ever.

LA<3

Tonight was the night that Sam was going to be meeting your parents. You were nervous, but you knew that they would love him. He's such a big softie, and he's so sweet to you. All your parents have ever wanted is for you to be happy with your partner, and Sam makes you feel so much better than happy.

When your mom found out you were in a relationship, she was so happy for you, but she was nervous. You'd been hurt bad in the past, not just by other men, but by your own father.

He left when you were younger. No explanation, no calls, no texts, nothing. He just disappeared and left you and your mom hurting. But a few years later, your mom met your step dad, who stepped up and helped her raise you.

Your step dad has worked hard to heal the part of your heart that was broken as a child. But Sam has healed the part that was hurt as an adult by other men.

You trust Sam with your life. And Dean has been amazing to you, too. He's like the big brother you always wanted.

The Winchester boys are so much more than just hunters.

"So Sam, where are you from?" Your mom asked.

"Kansas. Lawrence Kansas specifically." He responded with a smile.

"Your turn, Y/n." Your step dad said.

You guys were going around in a circle playing uno. Your parents decided to do a family game and movie night for their first meeting with Sam.

You laid down your card and just listened as your parents played 20 questions with Sam.

"What do you do for work?" Your dad asked.

"My brother and I travel for work. We pretty much just help people wherever we're needed."

"So volunteer stuff?" Your mom confirmed.

"Yes, and my brother runs an auto body shop in Kansas that I help him with."

"So you double as mechanics then?" Your dad asked.

"We're pretty much Jack's of all trades." Sam chuckled.

"Sounds like it." Your dad said.

"Uno!" Your mom called.

She always wins this game.

After a few more circles around the table, your mom won, and you guys decided to put the games up for the night.

"You guys wanna order pizza and watch a movie?" Your dad asked.

"Sure." You said.

"Sounds good to me." Sam said.

For the movie, you all chose Top Gun. It was a classic. Who doesn't love Top Gun? You laid on the couch with your head in Sam's lap. He gently stroked your hair as the four of you watched the movie.

The movie was about halfway over when your mom noticed you had fallen asleep.

"Is she sleeping right now?" Your mom asked Sam, sounding shocked.

"Yeah, why? Want me to wake her?" He asked.

"No, let her sleep. It's just that she never closes her eyes around any man."

"What do you mean?"

"She's been hurt so much in the past. She never trusts men enough to fall asleep around them."

"I didn't know that. She's always seemed so comfortable around me and my brother." Sam said.

"Sam, I'm trusting you. Do not hurt her. She feels safe with you. I can tell. She needs a good safety net. Don't ever let her go." Your mom said.

"If you hurt her, I'll kill you." Your dad said.

"I promise. I'd never hurt her."

"You're a good man, son. I'm trusting you with my girl. Take care of her." Your dad said.

"I will, sir."

Sam smiled down at you and continued to stroke your hair.

"I'll take care of her until the day I die." He said.

Warnings: smut, implied oral(f), fingering, tipsy sex, plus size/chubby reader

Requested by one of my wattpad followers

She asked for Y/n to have characteristics similar to hers. So, in this story, Y/n will be described as short,pale, and have long brown hair.

Tonight was one of the nights where Sam was gone, leaving just you and Dean in the bunker.

Your relationship with Sam was like the relationship a brother would have with his baby sister. But your relationship with Dean was different. You two were best friends, but you were constantly flirting with each other. It was harmless, really.

But tonight, liquor had been shared and so had feelings.

"I just don't see what the hype is around sex." You'd said.

"I mean, there's the touching and the feeling...all of each other. My hands everywhere, tracing every inch of her body."

"And?"

"And everything just builds and builds until it all just "boom." Dean made an explosion sound and motioned with his hands.

"Wow."

"I know. It's pretty amazing. And with the right person, it's even better."

"Could you, maybe show me?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

The words were barely out of Dean's mouth before he closed the distance between the two of you. Dean's lips felt amazing against yours. You never thought you'd be kissing him.

Dean typically went for skinny, hot, tan, blonde bimbos at bars. You were not that. You're short. Your skin is pale. As a kid, you got made fun of for looking like a ghost. Your hair is long and brown. And you're chubbier than the other girls Dean has been with.

But here he is, kissing you, after years of you wishing you could be one of the blond bimbos.

Dean started to push you up against the table, and when his hands started playing with the hem of your shirt, you panicked.

"Dean, wait." You said.

"What's wrong?" He immediately stepped back from you.

"Are you sure you wanna do this with me?"

"Of course, why?"

"Look at me, Dean. I'm not your type."

"Are you kidding?" He asked.

"No?"

"Y/n, you are everything I've ever wanted. I love you so much more than you will ever know. If you want to continue this, then I'd love that. But if you're not ready, I understand. Trust me, though, you have nothing to worry about."

"So this is more than a one-time thing then?"

"Absolutely." He said.

"Alright. Not here, though."

"No, I reconsidered that as soon as you stopped me. Let's go to my room. Let me take care of you the right way."

"I love you too, by the way."

"Good." He smirked.

When you reached Dean's room, he was quick to walk you over to the bed and position your bodies to where he was hovering over you, and you were laying on your back with your head resting on the pillows.

His lips found yours again. Every time his lips touched yours, you felt sparks. He's such a passionate kisser. You could get lost in the feeling of his lips on yours.

Dean's hands started playing with your shirt once again, but this time, you didn't stop him when he tried to raise it over your head.

His eyes clouded over with lust when he saw that you had gone bra less for the night. You'd been dressed in loose, comfy clothes.

"You're so beautiful." He said.

You smiled at up at him, and he ducked down to kiss you once again. But this time, his kisses trailed down to your neck.

His lips were everywhere. He kissed all over your chest and stomach. And when he got to the waistband of your pants, he whispered the hottest sentence you had ever heard.

"Lift your hips for me, baby."

That was his version of your favorite line, from your favorite book series. Dean really does love you if he pays that much attention to what you're reading.

You lifted your hips, and he pulled your pants and underwear down at the same time, leaving you completely naked and him fully clothed.

Not for long, though.

Once your pants hit the floor, Dean pulled his own shirt off. Then, he positioned his body in between your legs.

His lips pressed against your thighs, leaving kisses and hickies as he teased you. But it was worth it when the next thing you felt was his tongue lapping at your core.

You thought Dean's lips were incredible, but then you felt his tongue. And when he added his fingers to the mix, you instantly knew that Dean Winchester had ruined you for all men.

His fingers pumped in and out of you as his tongue worked on your clit. When you finally came around his fingers, he made sure you were watching closely as he sucked your juices off his fingers.

"Taste so sweet, baby." He said.

"Please, Dean." You begged.

"Please, what?" He smirked.

"Please fuck me Dean. Need your cock so bad."

"Oh do you?" He challenged.

"Dean, please."

"Okay, okay. I got you, baby. Don't worry."

Dean stood up, and you watched with lust filled eyes as he removed the rest of his clothing. As soon as his underwear were off your eyes were glued to his cock. It was long and so much bigger than you'd expected. You wondered if it would hurt.

"You okay, baby?" He chuckled.

"Is that even gonna fit?" You joked.

"We'll make it fit."

"That sounds scary." You said.

"We'll go slow, and you can stop me if you want."

"Alright. Just be careful with me."

"Always baby. I got you, I promise." He reassured you.

Dean positioned his body over yours once again. His right hand found your left one, and he laced your fingers together, placing your tangled hands next to your head.

He leaned down to kiss you as his free hand lined his cock with your entrance. Dean's tongue licked at your bottom lip, asking for entrance, and once you opened your mouth to him, his tongue slid inside.

You let yourself get lost in his kiss, and you had almost forgotten what the two of you were doing, until you felt his cock slide into you ever so slowly.

Once Dean had bottomed out, he stayed still to give you time to adjust. He broke the kiss so the two of you could catch your breaths.

"You ready?" He asked.

"Yes." You smiled up at him.

Dean pulled back until just the tip of his cock was inside you. You could feel every inch of him as his cock slid along your walls.

Dean looked down at you, and when you nodded your head, he pushed back in. He didn't go too hard or too fast. It was perfect.

He set a pace that allowed you both to feel every inch of each other. As the two of you moved together, you started to become more and more desperate.

Dean changed his pace up so that he was hitting your g-spot with every thrust. He was hitting it at the perfect intensity over and over again. He felt so damn good inside you.

The more he moved in and almost out of you, the tighter the coil in your stomach became.

"Can feel you squeezing me, baby. You gonna cum for me?"

"Fuck. Yes I'm gonna cum for you Dean." You moaned.

"Go ahead, baby. Cum on my cock."

Dean pulled back until just his tip was in, just like he had been. But instead of thrusting back in immediately, he waited for a moment.

When he pushed back in, he hit your g-spot with the most amount of force he'd used this whole time, causing you to cum instantly.

Your skin flushed red as ecstasy flooded your body. You felt Dean's cock throbbing as your pussy clenched around him, and with another thrust, he was cumming inside you.

"Fuck." He sighed in content.

Dean placed a kiss on your forehead as he pulled out of you.

You watched as he walked to the bathroom and came back with a washcloth in his hand. He gently cleaned you up and then settled into bed next to you.

"I love you so much, Y/n." He said, wrapping you up in his arms.

"I love you more, Dean."

LA<3

Warnings: rough sex, smut, hair pulling, choking, mark of Cain Dean.

Song is: Supermassive Black Hole by Muse.

Ooh baby, don't you know I suffer?

Ooh baby, can you hear me moan?

You caught me under false pretenses

How long before you let me go?

Two weeks ago, Dean was given the Mark of Cain. Two weeks ago, he became a completely different person. He became cold, distant, and just plain rude. He didn't mean to. He couldn't control it.

Ooh

You set my soul alight

Ooh

You set my soul alight

Dean shut you out, even though you just wanted to be there for him. After all, you've been dating him for three years. He told you he didn't want to scare you. He didn't want to do anything to hurt you.

Glaciers melting in the dead of night (ooh)

And the superstars sucked into the supermassive (you set my soul alight)

Glaciers melting in the dead of night

And the superstars sucked into the (you set my soul)

(Into the supermassive)

Tonight, you had had enough. You begged Dean to let you in. You wanted him to open up to you about how he was feeling. Or to at least give you some attention. And now, you find yourself here.

I thought I was a fool for no one

Ooh baby, I'm a fool for you

You're the queen of the superficial

And how long before you tell the truth?

Dean had enough of your begging and decided to give you the attention you wanted. It wasn't normal for you guys to go so long without having sex. So that was how he was going to give you attention.

Ooh

You set my soul alight

Ooh

You set my soul alight

Dean's hand is wrapped around your throat. Your back is pressed to his chest, and his cock is pounding into you relentlessly. His hand on your throat is squeezing a little tighter than it usually does, but you don't mind one bit. If him using your body like this is how you get him to open up to you, then so be it.

Glaciers melting in the dead of night (ooh)

And the superstars sucked into the supermassive (you set my soul alight)

Glaciers melting in the dead of night

And the superstars sucked into the (you set my soul)

(Into the supermassive)

Dean let go of your throat and pushed you down so you were positioned on your hands and knees. You loved the way he was tossing you around. Dean isn't always the rough and dominant type in bed. But you love it when he is.

Supermassive black hole

Supermassive black hole

Supermassive black hole

Supermassive black hole

"You're doing so good." He said.

His words surprised you. That was the first thing he's said since he finally gave in earlier.

Glaciers melting in the dead of night

And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night

And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night (ooh)

And the superstars sucked into the supermassive (you set my soul alight)

Glaciers melting in the dead of night

And the superstars sucked into the (you set my soul)

(Into the supermassive)

Dean wrapped your hair around one of his hands and used it to pull you up once again.

"Your pussy was fucking made for me. You were made for me." He said.

Dean's cock was throbbing as he pounded into your clenching pussy over and over again. He's so fucking good at this. He has ruined you for all men.

In one quick motion, Dean flipped you, so you were lying on your back staring up at him.

"Wanna see your face when you cum on my cock." He said.

Supermassive black hole

Supermassive black hole

Supermassive black hole

Supermassive black hole

With a final thrust, you and Dean came at the same time. When he pulled out, he laid his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat.

You combed your fingers through his hair as he laid there.

"I'm sorry for being an asshole." Was all he said before the two of you drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

Trigger warnings: underweight reader, mentions of self-harm, mentions of scars, and mentions of eating disorder.

Warnings: smut, implied oral(f), praise, super sweet Sammy smut

All your life, you'd been known as the scrawny girl. The girl who could bleed out from a paper cut. The girl who didn't eat. The girl who hid in the corner during lunch at school.

Nobody knew the real you. They didn't know what you struggled with. They didn't see the scars that their words had caused. But Sam did. He saw the real you.

It wasn't too often that the Winchester brothers went to school. But Sam remembered you from one of the schools he attended. He always felt bad that you sat alone. But he was shy. He didn't know what to say to you. He knew he wanted to be your friend.

As time went on, the two of you stayed in touch. And soon, he wanted to be more than friends.

Today had been a day. You'd been pretty sad all day. You'd been reliving your past, and Sam had been hell-bent on making you feel better. And making you feel good.

After some very passionate kisses, the two of you had begun stripping. Sam had guided you to lay on the bed, and he'd kissed every inch of your body.

He made sure he paid extra attention to the scars on your wrists and thighs. He always kissed them. He didn't have to pay attention to them, but you loved it when he did.

He placed lots of kisses on your thighs, then finally he placed a kiss on your clit. He relentlessly lapped at your dripping core. He always enjoyed going down on you. Making you fall apart numerous times, just from his mouth.

That was exactly what he did. You were on the brink of a third orgasm, just from his tongue and lips. You were starting to become pretty sensitive to his touch when he finally pulled away. You groaned in disappointment because you were so close to cumming again, but you knew he'd work you up again in no time.

Sam knows your body better than you. He knows exactly how to work it. He knows when you're too sensitive for anything else, he knows when you need something without you even asking. You don't know how he knows this stuff, but he does. He knows you inside and out. Literally.

It's like someone gave him a book full of details about your body, and he studied it over and over again before experimenting on you.

"You ready, sweetheart?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm ready." You smiled at him.

Sam positioned his body over yours and slowly lined his cock with your entrance. He started a slow in and almost out pace, slowly dragging his cock through your warm, tight walls.

You felt every inch of him as he slid in and out, building up that coil in your stomach again. Sam slowly sped his hips up, but he kept the pace slow enough that you two could enjoy the moment and really feel connected.

Sam was always so passionate with you. Sometimes, he'd get rough and like to play around, but no matter what dynamic you guys were going for, he'd always take care of you. Always check on you, and always take time to worship you.

Sam's thrusts started to become uneven and sloppy as your walls clenched around his throbbing cock. He'd pulled a third orgasm from your body, finally. It was a much needed release.

Sam came with a final thrust, then he gently pulled himself away from your body.

He got up and went to the bathroom. He returned with a wash cloth, and as the two of you cleaned up and got settled into bed, he whispered sweet words to you.

Things like: you're beautiful, I love you, you're perfect. Just sweet nothings.

You fell asleep curled up in his arms, listening to his heartbeat.

Song: Do Not Disturb- Halestorm

Warnings: mff threesome, smut, oral(f),Ruby is a hooker!

This is the original blonde ruby(per request)

I think we should make out

In a few hours, I'm getting on a plane

There's a pretty safe bet you'll never see me again, yeah

You and Sam had been on a hunt without Dean. The case went perfectly. Too perfect, really, but neither of you cared. The case was closed, you two were alone, and the adrenaline was rushing.

I love your accent

I wonder what it'll sound like when you cum

Let's see if Blondes or Brunettes are more fun

It wasn't really a secret that Sam is one kinky guy. So when he'd suggested bringing in another girl, you didn't object. You thought it would be hot, and it was.

I'm on the very top floor room 1334

There's a king size bed but we can do it on the floor

Turn your cellphone off, leave a sign on the door

That says "Do not disturb"

A young, skinny blonde had showed up. She said her name was Ruby. Which should've been a red flag, but you were too clouded with lust to care.

And if I were you I'll bring your girlfriend too

Two is better than one, three is better than two

Leave a sign on the door, the whole night through

That says "Do not disturb"

Do not disturb

The girl perfectly matched the description of the demon you guys were hunting.

Let's take our clothes off

I wanna show you my hidden tattoo

That nobody ever gets to see but you do

Sam made Ruby strip out of her clothes, and not without putting on a show for you both. Then he guided her to lay back on the bed, head resting on the pillows.

Oh baby let me taste ya, shake ya, tie you up and break ya

'Cause I've been alone, left on my own for too long

Oh damn, too long, too long, too long, I say come on

He explained to you that he wasn't actually going to do anything with her, but you were. This was for his pleasure. He wanted to see what it was like when you were with another girl.

I'm on the very top floor room 1334

There's a king size bed but we can do it on the floor

Turn your cellphone off, leave a sign on the door

That says "Do not disturb"

Sam had you get on the bed, and then he positioned you on your hands and knees, then he positioned himself on his knees behind you.

You've always been pretty open about liking both genders. And having a threesome with Sam and another girl was so fucking hot in your mind.

And if I were you I'll bring your girlfriend too

Two is better than one, three is better than two

Leave a sign on the door, the whole night through

That says "Do not disturb", "Do not disturb"

You watched over your shoulder as Sam lined his cock up with your entrance, and slid in with ease. Then, you turned your attention towards Ruby.

It's now or never

Put a sign on the door

Turn all the lights off

I left sign on the door

I take all your clothes off

There's a sign on the door

That says "Do not disturb"

"Do not disturb"

Sam placed a hand on top of your head and pushed it down. Your tongue instantly went to work on Ruby's clit and entrance. As you explored her pussy with your mouth, Sam set a relentless pace with his thrusts. His long, thick cock fit you so perfectly.

I'm on the very top floor room 1334

There's a king-size bed, but we can do it on the floor

Turn your cellphone off, leave a sign on the door

That says, "Do not disturb."

Sam's length allowed him to hit your g-spot with every thrust. He was thrusting fast, and he had a good intensity. It was hard enough to make you feel good, but not hard enough to hurt you.

Ruby was falling apart quickly. With the way your tongue circled around in her entrance, and the way your lips sucked on her clit, the way you lapped mercilessly at her pussy, just like Sam relentlessly fucked yours, was so fucking hot.

And if I were you I'll bring your girlfriend too

Two is better than one, three is better than two

Leave a sign on the door the whole night through

That says "Do not disturb", "Do not disturb"

The intensity of the night was becoming too much for both of you, and with a few more movements from your tongue, and a few more thrusts from Sam's cock, you and Ruby were cumming together.

Your pussy clenched around Sam's throbbing cock, making him cum sooner than he wanted. Hell, you all came sooner than normal, but everything that was happening was just so hot.

Until Sam noticed that Ruby's eyes flashed black as she came down from her high. You could tell something was wrong with Sam by the way he pulled out of you and quickly got out of bed.

Sam found his boxers and threw his t shirt to you.

"She's not human." He said as the two of you put some clothes on.

Ruby was quick to get up and start putting her clothes back on.

"Took you long enough to figure that out." She said, then practically disappeared.

Sam didn't even bother chasing her. He'd find her sooner or later. But for how, he's tired and doesn't feel like running around in just his boxers.

Today was the day your family was celebrating Thanksgiving. All of your aunts and uncles, and cousins were there. Your parents and grandparents had prepared a big feast.

Today was also going to be Dean's first time meeting your family. He was very nervous. You don't come from a hunter family. So Dean can't necessarily be himself. The two of you met on a dating app and immediately hit it off.

You were the first girl he actually felt a real connection with since Lisa. You were home to him. He didn't dare let you hunt. You helped research, but he didn't let you go on cases. You're too precious to him. He can't lose you.

"Do I look okay?" He asked.

"You look perfect, Dean."

He was so worried about impressing your family. He almost wore one of his fed suits. But you assured him that nobody in your family would be dressed up.

He picked out a simple red flannel, his nicest jeans, and a black t-shirt. So technically, it was his normal outfit, but he'd also combed his hair and made sure he wore the cologne he knew you loved.

"You really don't have to do all this for my family. Trust me, my cousin Allison, she's gonna come looking like a homeless person. Her kids probably will, too. They don't give a shit. If anyone in my family tries to look remotely nice, it's me."

"I just want them to like me." He said.

"They will, Dean. I love you, so they will, too."

You smiled reassuringly at him as you walked up to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

"We gotta go now." You said, breaking for air.

"Fine." He said.

*time skip*

You and Dean arrived around 11 am. Your grandma always had the food ready at 12 pm. So it was more of a Thanksgiving lunch than dinner.

You introduced everyone to Dean, and they all seemed to take a liking to him. Your dad drove him around on the side by side to show him the family property. Your little cousin really took a liking to him. She kept trying to feed him her pickles. It was adorable.

You'd never seen Dean laugh so hard. His face had turned red from how much he was smiling. Everyone welcomed him, just as you did.

"See." You whispered.

He just smiled and winked at you.

"So Dean, what do you do for a living?" Your uncle asked.

Oh god.

The dreaded question.

"I uh, I work with my brother. We do extermination. It was my dad's business." He said.

You felt Dean's hand reaching out for yours under the table. When you grabbed his hand, he laced his fingers with yours.

"That sounds gross. I don't think I could work with all those bugs." Your cousin piped in.

"Trust me, I basically live in the shower. Can't have any bugs crawling into bed with me."

"Just the thought of being an exterminator makes me itchy." Your other uncle said.

"Yeah. I'm not sure how much longer I'll be doing it. I just felt like I had to follow in my dad's footsteps for a little while. To honor him, I guess."

"How did he pass?" Your dad asked.

"Car accident. Semi to car." Dean said.

"Oh, that's horrible." Your aunt said.

"Yeah. Me and my brother and I are lucky we survived." Dean said.

"You were in the car too?" Your dad asked.

"Yep. Happened in my Impala, actually. I was driving. Semi came out of nowhere. It was scary. I almost didn't live."

"That Impala?" Your uncle asked, pointing outside to Baby."

"Yep. Had to completely rebuild her. Took a lot of work. Had to do it a few times, actually. She's been through some stuff."

"I bet. Be careful, son. You got a beautiful car. And a beautiful girl. Don't go hurting either of em." Your dad said.

"Yes, sir." Dean said.

"I'll kill ya if you hurt her." Your other cousin said.

"Timothy!" You said.

"What?! I will."

Lunch continued on, and eventually, the two of you made your way back to the bunker.

"I should've said I was a mechanic. Now I feel all itchy from the bug talk." Dean chuckled.

"I'm just glad you came up with something."

"Yeah. You know, that wasn't so bad. I really like your aunt Christy. She seems like an independent badass."

"She is. She always told me I didn't need a man. She was right until I met you." You said.

"And Bradley looks just like your uncle Jeff."

"I know. It's weird, honestly."

"Jason doesn't say much."

"Tell me about it. When he does talk, you can't hear him." You said.

You and Dean climbed into bed and settled into each other's arms.

"I think I'm gonna sleep for a week after eating all that turkey." Dean said.

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." You giggled.

Dean kissed your forehead and nuzzled his face into your hair.

"Goodnight, sweetheart."

"Goodnight, De."

LA<3

Today was your two year anniversary with your boyfriend, Sam. The two of you spent the day together doing all your favorite things.

When night fell, and the stars came out, he had you get in the car, and he drove you guys out to your spot.

Your spot was this big empty field. It's perfect for stargazing. Which the two of you do quite often. You love coming here. It's quiet and peaceful. There's nothing but the sky and the field. There's hardly any trees. And nobody really comes out here.

You're constantly talking about the stars and the moon. Sam loves it when you go on about your love for the solar system. One time, you told him you wished you could grab the moon and hang it in your bedroom. He couldn't help but laugh and blush.

For your first anniversary, he surprised you by hanging those fake glow in the dark stars on the ceiling of your room, because it had been raining that day, so it was too muddy to go to your spot. And the clouds had covered the stars.

The two of you had laid in bed that night staring up at the ceiling. But tonight, you're getting the real thing.

Sam laid a blanket down in the grass, and the two of you laid down on it together.

"They're beautiful." You said.

"Just like you." He replied.

Sam had been acting a little different today. He seemed extra happy and giddy. You couldn't figure out why.

"You know I love you, right?" He said.

"Of course. I love you too." You smiled at him.

"Um. I have a question for you." He said.

He seemed nervous now. He was stuttering a bit.

"What is it?"

"Would you be open - shit no-."

"You can say it, Sam." You said reassuringly.

"Y/n, I love you so much. Will you marry me? Will you spend the rest of your life with me?"

He pulled a ring out of his pocket and held it out to you.

"Of course I'll marry you, Sam. I'd be crazy not to." You said.

Sam chuckled, then reached for your hand. He slid the ring onto your finger, then placed a kiss on top of your hand.

"I love you, Y/n."

"I love you, Sam."

The two of you ended up having a very small wedding in the field. It was beautiful. Donna and Jodi helped decorate. The wedding was amazing.

This field will forever be your spot.