Request: Hi, I was wondering if I could put in a request? A Dean x reader story where the reader is studying (lol I am now) and she doesn’t take breaks, she just works whole day long and tends to forget to eat (guilty lol). Dean will distract her (maybe in a smutty way hehe) for a break.
Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam
Warnings: language, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (female receicing), Dean being jealous of books, nakedness
Tapping his fingers onto the table Dean rolls his eyes as you ignore him once again. For days you bury your nose into your books, determined to get an A for your finals. Maybe even an A+.
Not amused you don’t spend time with him or at least give him a glance Dean hates your books with passion and he wants to take them out of your hands and burn them, or bury them six feet under.
“Do you want anything to eat or drink?” Dean tries but you raise one finger, shaking your head. “Sweetheart, you haven’t eaten since breakfast and that was just an apple.”
“I got no time, Dean. Let me finish this and I’m done and prepared for my finals. I can’t stop to study right now, Dean. Not close to my goal.”
Sighing heavily Dean falls against the chair with a loud thud. While you ignore the noise he glances at you, licking his lips. You are studying for over a week and he didn’t get any kind of attention.
His libido works on overload and all he can think about is to take your books away and press his cock into your hands instead.
Dean’s eyes darken when you stretch your sore body and take your glasses off to rub your tired eyes.
“A glass of water or beer?” Dean tries once again to get your attention but you even ignore your rumbling stomach.
“I got no time, Dean. If you can’t be silent, leave the library. You know I want to become an expert for antic myths. We need this knowledge to defeat monsters. Now…shhh…”
Smirking you hear Dean silently groan but he falls silent as you prop your feet onto the table and he gets a glimpse of your panties.
“Damn…” Whispering the word Dean moves one chair closer to you, smirking as you are too engrossed in reading your book to see him fall to his knees to crawl toward your slightly spread legs.
He’s kneeling in front of your chair, licking his lips as his shoulders spread your legs wider and his face nuzzles your mound.
“DEAN! Holy shit…” Panties shoved aside, tongue flicking your clit Dean ignores your outburst. Instead of stopping his tongue he rips your panties apart to shove two fingers into you.
“Pretty student. Just relax and study some more. I’ll make sure you barely feel the distraction…” Dean husks against your pussy but you are far from being able to study as his lips seal around your clit and two fingers thrust harshly in and out of your channel.
“Dean-that’s no help to concentrate…fuck…I…don’t stop…” Your book clutched to your chest you let Dean toss your legs over his shoulders to work your heated flesh. His tongue teases your clit while his fingers catch your g-spot, making you squirm.
“That’s it, let go…”
“No…I want…oh…fuck me…” Crying out you toss the book to the floor, the last chapter long forgotten.
Your legs fall open and you pant heavily as you must watch Dean open his pants, a triumphal smirk all over his face.
“I knew you will relax enough…”
“Dean…” Panting you try to get up on wobbling legs, but you don’t get far.
Placed onto the table you sit on the edge, letting Dean hook one leg over his thigh. He’s impatiently lining his cock up with your entrance, pushing into you in one go.
Your hands fist his shirt, that goddamn red shirt of sex and you wrap your legs tightly around his waistline, grinning up at Dean. “Fuck me, Baby…distraction, please…”
One hand in your hair, mouth kissing a trail down your throat Dean groans, feeling you clench tightly around him. When he starts moving it’s rough, fast and desperate. One week of pent up lust gets released with every hard thrust.
Your hands fly to his shoulder, nails dig deep into the fabric of his shirt as you let Dean fuck you straight into the table.
“Dean…”
“That’s it, my smart student. Just let me make sure all you can think about is the stuff you just learned.” Dean pants against your skin, loving the way you let him take care of you.
“Dean, all I can think about now is your dick hitting the right spot. Jesus, Winchester…I think I will forget my name one day…”
Laughing Dean wraps his arms around your body to carry into his bedroom, kicking the abandoned book aside on his way.
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Back hitting the mattress, you watch Dean strip his clothes off, tossing them someone onto the floor. Your top and bra join the pile of clothes before Dean crawls back between your legs to continue what he started.
Lips claiming yours, one hand pressed to your back the other stroking your right thigh he slowly starts moving again.
Dean is all-consuming, surrounding you with his body and scent as he slowly thrusts into you.
“I love you, my smart girl. You are Sammy in a sexier body, and you smell better.” Laughing you paw at Dean’s back, meeting his harder coming thrusts till the knot in your belly bursts open.
“I hope I’m sexier than Sam…fuck…Dean…” Gripping his biceps you love the way his muscles flex under your fingertips, love you can see the moment he comes in his eyes before his cum floats your belly.
A wall of muscles carefully covers your body. His face in your neck, hands all over your body Dean just presses his skin to yours as your hands slide over his arms.
“I really needed a distraction, Dean. Thanks.”
“I love distracting my girl. Can do it anytime you want me to. How about I come with you and distract you during your finals too?” Giggling you shake your head.
“I don’t think my fellow students or my professors want to watch us going at it during my finals. But you could wait for me outside, to make sure I do not chicken out.”
“Deal. After you are finished we celebrate in my backseat…” Grinning Dean pecks your cheek before he pulls out to clean you up.
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“Here we have your books, a delicious sandwich, something sweet and water. Now study, read the last chapter and I’ll sit next to you on the bad and you can look at me to have a sexy distraction.” Wiggling his eyebrows Dean points toward his naked body.
“Dude, I can’t concentrate when you lie next to me, naked and all…” Cursing you glance at Dean, not wanting to get distracted again. “Covered your body, all of it and let me read ten more pages and we can talk about you and me in the backseat…”
“Alright, Sweetheart. I will cover my sexiness and be as quiet as possible. I can’t be a again distraction after all…”
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I need a pick me up from my lovelies. I was in a car wreck and require a small surgery on my toe to repair it tomorrow so in going with the medical theme.... please send me Dr. McCoy..... fics, drabbles, aesthetics, whatever to distract me from my pain. Did I mention I hate needles (I've had 3 shots so far), hospitals, & being in pain (any kind- it doesn't matter how small)?
I love your writing so please, send it all.💋💋💋 Thank you ahead of time to those who send the love forward ( in case I'm too out of it tomorrow to remember!)
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