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i need you
✦over his lap✦
✧･ﾟ:dean drags you over his lap, and it really doesn’t matter why.
✧･ﾟ:maybe you earned it, walking around all day with coy smiles and fluttering lashes, pressing your ass against his crotch whenever you bent over, pushing your tits up in his face and then walking away. Maybe he’s just in a mood and you’re far too happy to be his stress reliever. You could’ve just crawled over him and begged for it until he caved, because he always does.
✧･ﾟ:you can’t remember now. Not with his thumb rubbing tight, unforgiving circles around your clit and his hand on the back of your neck. He rubs gently, soothing you with every push down onto your sensitive little button.
✧･ﾟ:“deeean,” you whine, grabbing at the sheets. “Dean- Fuck-“
✧･ﾟ:a sharp slap lands over your pussy, and your words fall off into a whine. Dean just chuckles, playing with your hair as he pulls your soaked panties tight, forcing them to rub between the lips of your cunt.
✧･ﾟ:“stay down, sweetheart,” he drawls, rubbing the thin strip of fabric back and forth. “C’mon, be good.”
✧･ﾟ:you pant, your eyes glossy and mouth hanging open, but try to relax for him. Dean chuckles to himself and slaps your pussy again. You make a strangled sound of his name, and he yanks your head up, sliding his hand around your throat to angle you for a deep kiss.
✧･ﾟ:two fingers hook around your panties, and you squeak as Dean’s knuckle bumps your clit. You whimper against his mouth as the cold air hits your cunt, then moan as he slides in two fingers.
✧･ﾟ:“that’s it,” he mutters, pressing them in right up to the knuckle. “That’s my girl.”
✧･ﾟ:it’s all you can do to take it. At this angle, two of Dean’s fingers might as well be a dildo. A warm, thick dildo that scissors inside of you and rubs your g-spot until tears start to prick at your eyes. You push on the mattress, on his thighs, on anything to try and force more friction, but it just earns you another spank of your pussy and a moment of emptiness.
✧･ﾟ:“gonna keep you here until you relax, princess,” Dean mutters, tapping your clit with his thumb, his fingers still buried deep in your abused pussy. “Then I’m not lettin’ you get outta bed until I’ve filled this pussy up, just like you deserve.”
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a work in progress of a scene from chapter seven of come alive in the heat by @sicksicksixx because this fic has literally taken up residence in my brain fulltime ☀️🚬
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dean winchester one shot
🩶 the b word
summary: dean lets a specific word slip out for the first time, causing his flustered state and your delight
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Dean and you were sitting in the bunker kitchen late at night, leftovers of the takeout he brought on the table while Dean shamelessly kept reaching over to steal food from your plate after already finishing his own.
You smacked his hand away for what had to be the fifth time.
“Dean”
“What?” He said, unbothered by your smack, reaching out again.
“You have your own food”
“Had” He corrected “Past tense”
