“S’alright sweetheart.” He says as he stands up from the toilet he had been sitting on for the past ten minutes.Your hands already move to try and sit him back down but he’s faster than you and takes a firm grasp of your wrists. “ You don’t need t’do more. I’m alright. ”

He clasps a hand around your waist, bringing your chest to his. You don’t move and your brows furrow. They’re thinner , drawn with the distinctive charcoal black of your pencil. “ But I haven’t put a patch on your wound yet Dee. ”

“ I’m a big boy. Don’t need that crap-”

“ But you’re hurt. ” You insist, battling your lashes at him, your favorite mascara thickened and curled them perfectly. As much as he hated to admit it, he couldn’t resist your puppy brown eyes.

“ I’m gonna be alright, you don’t need to worry. S’just a bruise. ”

“ Last time it wasn't just a bruise. I don’t wanna lose you because you kill ghosts.” Hands flattened against his chest you pushed him away. Since Dean told you about hunting, you became all but pins and needles. And there was nothing you could do about it, no matter how many times you begged him to stop.

“ Sweetheart,” he began while stepping forward. “ We’ve talked about this. Besides, last time ended up really good. Ain’t it ? ”

He offered you that boyish smirk that always managed to charm his way into your panties. The reminiscence fills your mind up with heated images. Hands everywhere on your body, gripping your ass and cupping the fullness of your tits. His tongue flattened on your weeping cunt, lapping at your fold like a starved man while your almond tipped nails held his dirty blonde hairs in your fist—

His limbs slither down to your ass, grabbing a handful through the fabric of your velour track suits pants.

“ I swear baby, s’just a matter of time before I retire. ” He lied. Dean had no intention of stopping. It was his legacy. Besides Sam. Besides baby. That’s all he had. And you of course.

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“ oh dean ” , you let out as your tit finally found itself wrapped in his mouth through the layer of clothes. He was needy but not impatient so he always took his time to pleasure you , and pleasuring you pleasured him. One of his hands held the underside of your free breast and his head lifted up. 

“ want more sweetheart ? ”

“ you know what I want. you just won’t give it to me. i hate you so much for that. ” yet your lips molded against his while your hands held his cheeks. chasing some relief , your hips rolled against his. he was hard behind his jeans zipper , hard and leaking already. distraught , you didn’t notice his limbs going for the hem of the halter neck top you wore. The dirty blonde haired hunter was the first to interrupt your kiss.

“ may i ? ”

and the smirk you gave him was enough for him to take the cloth off your body , with your cooperation , and throw it away on the backseat. His eyes landed on your breasts , beautifully sat on your bust and adorned with heart rings on each nipples. His hands immediately went to your breasts , making you hiss happily as he held them.

“ like it ? ” you asked with anticipation of his answer. But it was dean , so of course you figured he loved it with the way his eyes stayed glued to the jewelry gleaming under the moonlight walking through the window. 

“if i like it ? ” he appreciatively tilted his head , the tip of his thumb brushed your nipple and you whined as he teased it. “ would you look at that ? ”

the grin on his lips kept spreading and both of you knew you’d be there for a while when his lips crashed against yours in a demanding kiss whilst his hand clutched the lever to lower his car seat backward.

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The door opened and soft footsteps were heard before it clicked shut behind the person who had entered the room. The hunter was too engrossed in the silly reality show playing on the small tv screen to notice his girlfriend was back from whenever she has been.

“ You’re not sleeping ? ” She inquired while walking up to his sitting figure. He had a beer in hand while the other rested on his knee.

“ No. ” He looked at her casually while the mattress sank under her weight , then he returned to the emission. “ Was bored and that crap is the only interesting thing. ”

She hummed getting rid of her wedges before she could lift up her legs on his lap. His hands would immediately caress the bare skin of her legs. She often wore jeans and it was nice to see them au naturel.

“ How was your day ? ” Dean asked.

“ Oh , it was nice. Took a walk around , went to my nail appointment… ”

The dirty blonde haired lifted his chin, raising his brow with curiosity, as he gazed at the colorful acrylic nail set. A french manicure with turquoise marbling the square tips, golden charms were placed at the end with strass at the base. Dean reached for her hand, swiveling it from side to side, examining the set thoroughly. He let go of her hands with a satisfied nod after the pad of his thumb brushed across the smooth surface.

“ Like it ? ” She tested the waters, knowing that his answer would be positive.

“ Oh sweetheart. If I like it-Hell. ”

And she was right. Dean always loved her hands , their softness , how they would hold him down like an anchor at her harbor.

“ S’gorgeous. ”

When his eyes met her face once again , a conceited smile on her glossy lips. If Dean didn’t know her by heart , he’d swear the woman was about to throw a snarky comment at him liking nails and how she’d need ten minutes and black nail polish. But she had something else in mind when she said :

“ F’you like it that much , they could be way prettier around something else. ”

It was his turn to smile as her legs slid from his lap to stand up and to go kneel in front of him.

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