RBIEBER7

shaping my love // grapell

Summary: Dean Winchester has a lot of making up to do for ruining date night.

Pairings: Dean x Tabby / Jensen x Tabby ( @winchest09 )

Rating: 18+ (swearing and sex)

Tags: Smut, Fluffy smut, fluff, romance, date night, impala sex, backseat sex, roleplay, unprotected sex (yeah yeah), Dean x Named character, personalised oneshot

Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BABE, MY SISTER FROM ANOTHER MISTER, MY BESTIE OF 11 YEARS! I won’t be able to top last year’s gift of letting you know you were going to be an Auntie, but I hope you enjoy this anyway ;) ps this is like an hour early and I was gonna post it tomorrow but fuck it.

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Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he gently sat her on the bonnet of the impala, her fingers combing through his hair as she tugged a little, pulling a grunt through his plump, kiss swollen lips. He flashed her a cheeky grin, his hands tangling in her red locks as he held them out of her face. Her blue eyes sparkled at him for a moment, until he captured her in a kiss again. She whimpered against him and kept his face pressed to hers at a bruising rate, but he didn’t mind. 

Her legs unwrapped from his waist and she allowed him the room to step back and admire her dress properly as he had practically jumped on her when she arrived. It was black, drawn in at the waist and floaty to her knee.

“Wow,” he gasped. She blushed and giggled, hitting him softly on the chest.

“Sh'up,” she scolded playfully. 

“You’re beautiful, Tabs,” he rasped softly, his large fingers curling around the back of her neck and bringing her closer to his lips again so he could taste her once more. “Sorry I was busy working on baby, so I missed our date,” he murmured against her lips.

“Hm?” she asked but before she could continue he kissed her again. 

“Don’t worry, a Winchester doesn’t break a promise, I’ll make it up to you,” he smirked. Her eyes widened before she bit down on her bottom lip. 

“Well, De, it was a little disappointing that we didn’t make the movie, or the restaurant reservation,” she admitted, “but this is slowly earning my forgiveness,” she smiled, tugging on his flannel.