Dean withers smut
Secretly you like fighting. You love it when they raise their voice or call you an insult. You know you love it, and you bet he loves it to. As you begin to imagine the argument turn to him pushing you against the wall, cursing lovely yet horrible things in your ear- you knew what you had to do. As you approach him from the other side of the bar, you have your fake maga argument all planned out, ready to bait him into an argument with you so he is angry before you seduce him. Immediately you’re entranced by his passion and fury. As he rebuts your points that you don’t even believe in, somehow you still feel like he is reaching you, validating your feelings while sternly laying down the law.
You begin to antagonize him, pushing him further and further, watching his blood boil and his tone get stern, you start to feel warm and wet between your legs. God he’s so fucking hot when he’s yelling at me. You push him some more. Now he’s calling you names and the fire in his eye is feverishly enticing, you need him to turn this anger from you- to inside of you.
“I can’t believe you would say something like that, are you fucking stupid?” You can’t take anymore of him turning you on like this, his voice has too much of a hold on you.
“God I love it when you’re angry” you grimace as your panties are quickly becoming soaked at the thought of his forcefulness, as you step closer towards him; his front nearly presses against yours. “What the fu-”
“shhh” as you put a finger to his lips you bring yourself to his ear and whisper “honey I don’t believe anything I just said. I just wanted to get you riled up so now you can take out that anger on me”
He stumbles back before pressing forward again, as you can feel his presence against your body he tilts your chin so your eyes meet his. He sees your deceptive yet pure passion as you gaze upon his raw fury you have just cause to build within him. By that meeting of the eyes the both of you confirmed the other’s intentions and knew it was time for Dean to really teach you a lesson.
Immediately grabbing onto your hips, Dean pushes you forward, thrusting you through the crowd at the bar just eager to make it to the bathroom. After locking the door he waste no time in wrapping his hand around your throat and pushing you up again the wall.
“oh sweetie you’ve got me very angry now and there is only one way I’m gonna calm down. You’re more than ready for him to take it out on you. As you feel his grip tighten around your neck and his rings leave indents on your throat, you thrust your throbbing pussy against his rock hard cock.
As you make out ferociously, he begins to trail to your ear to whisper that you’re still a dirty girl, before kissing all the way down your neck- with such passion that his desires seem animalistic.
You can’t take it anymore as you begin to rip at his shirt while he’s kissing all over you. As your hands finally break though the buttons on his shirt to expose the gorgeous muscles underneath, you can help but run your hands along ever firm bulge and crevice, only ever more eager for Dean to test his strength and patience on you.
Fumbling down to the belt, he takes his attention away from kissing and grinding on you to removing the belt himself, before asking you, “neck or wrists?” “What?” You don’t understand. “Either way you’re getting tied up with this belt and bounded from behind, now do you want this belt around your neck or around your wrists as I pound into you?”
You begin to tech for the belt before he grabs your arm, spins you around and twists your arm behind your back. You try and squirm away but it’s no use, you know he’s too strong and his grip on your wrist is too forceful as he restrains your hands with a loop of the belt. “There you little brat I chose for you. Don’t try and test me again” as he pulls your back against his chest and whispers over your shoulder.
Now he’s behind you holding you back by your restrained hands as he pulls up your minidress and marvels at your pretty little pussy. After stroking along your panties a few time he knows the temptation is too much as he pulls your panties to the side and plunges his fingers inside of you.
“You’re lucky I’m even giving you this I have half the mind to jsut fuck you right now, but I can’t stop myself from wanting to touch you” as you feel his fingers curl against just the right spot. As you let out a small gasp you hear him snicker in delight. As you feel him pull his fingers back from inside of you, you prepare yourself for the big package you know is about to come.
For a second your pussy is throbbing at the empty sensation when he removes himself, only to feel the immense flood of pleasure as he thrusts his cock inside you and balloons burst behind your eyes. You can feel every inch of him filling you up, pounding into you relentlessly as he’s holding you from behind my the belt securing your wrists. “fuckk- D-Dean- more please- I need you” you get out in gasps as you feel the strength of each thrust inside of you to be deeper and stronger. As the intense feelings of pleasure are met with sounds of panting, moans and degradation you can’t help but feel yourself get close.
As Dean tells you “god you’re a little fucking slut so needy to be pounded by my big forceful cock” you feel your pussy contract as the bursting in your clit drives you over the edge into ecstasy, as simultaneously you feel him pump a final thrust and fill you up with him nice warm seed. He grabs you by the hair to pull you in for a kiss on the neck, before spinning you around and pushing you into the wall again, this time with his face right in front of yours. You meet eyes as he declares you’re coming home with him- and the rest is a night full of rough passionate sex.
