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I Love You (F)

requested by @derya-t

--Dean can’t hide his fondness for Y/N--

You finally have Dean all to yourself this weekend and you cannot sit still. You’ve been cleaning your living room all day. Every time you think you’re done, you see another speck of dust and then another and another until finally Dean’s Bonnie and Clyde starts playing, letting you know it’s him calling.

You squeal and quickly drop your broom and answer the phone.

“Are you here!?” 

“Yes! Come open the door, I want to see you,” He responds in his silky voice.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” You yell through the phone as you run to your door.

You quickly unlock and swing the door open and your met with a bouquet of flowers where you thought you’d see your boyfriend’s face. Dean moves the bouquet to the side, finally revealing his face and smiles, his childlike smile and eyes squeezed shut.

“For you, my love,” he says, with that smile still on his face.

You grab the flowers in one hand and grab his hand in the other, leading him into your home.

“I have a whole night of cuddling and movies planned for us today,” you say excitedly, still pulling him all the way to your bedroom.

Once you reach your bedroom, you pull Dean’s book bag off his back, tossing it somewhere in the room. Then you take his hat and jacket off and tell him to relax while you get the movie ready. You hear a sigh come from your bed before Dean speaks.

“You are so beautiful, I don’t know how I survive so much time from you.”

You smile as you turn around and walk back to the bed, “I love you,” you say crawling onto the bed. 

Dean wraps his arms around you and you grab some snacks from the bedside table for the movie.

Throughout the whole movie, you keep seeing Dean’s head turn toward you and away from the screen multiple times. At first you try to ignore it, but at one point he looks at you and doesn’t look back to the screen. You could only surprise your smile for so long until you finally looked at him too. He doesn’t even look away. Just smiles even wider than he was before.

“Is there something on my face? Why do you keep staring,” You ask with a bit of whine.

“Because I missed your beautiful face,” he kisses your nose, “So much.” He moves down to your lips, your chin, your neck, then back up to your lips. Each time you pull apart, he whispers how much he loves you over and over. 

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A/N: Ahh sorry this is so short. Also I feel like this sucks, I’ll probably edit it later.(:

Melting Touch (pt3 of the rescue mission series) deanxreader

Part 1. Part 2.

A/N: Its. About. To. Get. Hot. Guys please sent me requests as I have zero! You know this will be mostly filth, right? Like kinks and all..

Warnings: SMUT! PURE FILTH!, rough Dean, if this is a warning but Dean is in charge completely, touch refusal. If there is any that ive missed let me know. 

You were sat in the library helping the boys with their research. Dean was opposite you and Sam was leaning over Dean’s shoulder to read what was on his screen. Dean’s eyes weren’t on the computer though, they were on you. You were hunched over a book, one of your hands playing with the hair at the back of your neck and the other running along the pages of the book infront of you. His eyes were on your lips, the way you pulled your bottom on inbetween your teeth as you read. 

Sam watched his brother,having stopped mid sentence, knowing he wasn’t listening at all. He observed as his brother drooled over you. 

“Okay, Dean, are you done undressing Y/N with your eyes?” Sam groaned.

Your head snapped up, the blush creeping up your neck and painting even your ears. Dean blinked hard and cleared his throat. You looked up at Sam and glared slightly.

“Shut it, Sam” Dean grumbled as he watched you rise from the table.

You walked over to the tall man and reached up onto your tiptoes to kiss his cheek, only being tall enough to reach his jaw. Dean’s jaw clenched at the action, his eyes still not leaving you. You then shuffled over to Dean, rubbing your eyes tiredly. Leaning down, you placed your right hand on his cheek. His stubble was rough against your lips as you gently kissed his cheek.

“G’night boys” You patted Dean’s shoulder and shuffled your way to your room. 

Dean blinked and looked from the research to your direction making his brother laugh. “Dean, go” Sam smirked before starting to clear up the papers that were scattered around the table.

In that moment Dean launched up from his chair, practically sprinting to your room. He paced outside your door for a while. Dean didn’t know how to tell you how he felt but he knew he could show you.

You had just settled down in the sheets of your bed. Your night wear consisted of your panties and a flannel shirt that was held together by one button in the middle. 

You were so close to drifting off when you heard your door open and close, your hand inching under your pillow to land on the knife you kept. 

“Dean?” A light squeak left your lips as you felt the edge of the mattress.

A light chuckle sounded and you knew it was him. He slipped under the cover and nuzzled his nose into your neck, leaving light kisses on the exposed skin. A rough hand slid onto your thigh and pulled your back into a hard chest.

“ Dean” You giggled as his fingers tickled the inside of your leg. 

Dean’s soft lips trailed up your jaw, his hands were everywhere. You felt his hand run under your shirt and up your stomach. You turned your head to kiss him lightly, capturing his lips between your own. You lifted your hand to reach back and tangle in his hair but with a light swat to your thigh, Dean stopped you. 

“ Don’t touch me” He mumbled into your mouth.

You pulled away in confusion, turning to face him. “Why?” You asked, your voice small.

He tucked your hair behind your ear and trapped you against his body. “I can’t, I can’t find the words to explain how I feel.” He tensed, squeezing his eyes shut as he struggled to find his words so you took the chance to slide your hands up to his neck and weave your fingers into his hair.

His face relaxed and his eyelids freed the stress wrinkles. His lips parted as you tugged slightly. “I..” He breathed, as if he was having an internal battle with himself. “No, Please, just let me show you. I want to show you.” He grabbed your hands and held them between your bodies. 

Without another word, Dean sat up and lifted his shirt from his body. Dean stood from the bed and started to unbuckle his belt, his eyes locked on you as you pushed the sheets away from your body. Dean froze.

“Is that my shirt?” His voice was hooded with desire as he eyed the tatted flannel on your body.

You nodded silently and bit into your lower lip, watching as Dean hurriedly slid off his jeans. He crawled back onto the bed and gripped your thighs tightly in his hands and yanked your body down the bed, the shirt riding up your body. Your arms were spread out at either side of you as you watched the glorious man in front of you. He lowered himself down between your thighs, muscles bulging in his shoulders and arms. Your arousal pooled between your legs as Dean hooked his arms under your knees. He placed hot, wet kisses along the inside of your thigh.

Dean gripped your panties in his fists, your legs now over his shoulders. A light gasp sounded from your mouth as he tore them in half, taking them from your body to throw them on the floor. 

“I liked those” You whispered, suddenly going shy. 

Dean laughed and went back to kissing your thigh, he was so close to your core. You could feel his hot breath against your slick folds. Wherever Dean’s lips were left a scorching heat behind. He nipped and bit at each of your thighs, his fingers digging into your hips. 

Your eyes flew shut as you felt a smooth lick on your clit. A moan sounded through the room as he pulled it between his lips. You wanted to weave your hands through his hair but you couldn’t, you wanted to be good for him and stick to what the rule was; no touching. Your fingers gripped the bed sheets as your back arched, Dean’s stubble scratching against your thighs. Dean sucked harshly at the bundle of nerves, flicking tongue repeatedly over it.  You panted heavily as you moaned Dean’s name. You felt the tight knot in the pit of your stomach starting to slowly unwind. 

Dean trailed his right hand from your hip and down to your entrance, he gently teased it with his middle finger, grinning again when he felt you writhe beneath him. 

“Please, Dean” You gasped and wriggled your hips making him look up, his lips letting go of your swollen bud.

“Look at you, so responsive to me.” He smirked as he watched you claw at the sheets of the bed when he slowly sunk his finger into you.

He curved his finger, hitting your g-spot perfectly, making you let out a loud cry. He removed his finger, trailing it up your body leaving a wet trail of juices behind. His long, rough, fingers landed on the button of the flannel and quickly opened it, letting the shirt fall open at your sides. 

A rosy blush fell upon your cheeks as he trailed his eyes over you, taking his time to memorize every piece of the goddess splayed out before him. In his eyes you were beautiful, even your flaws. He ducked down and kissed just above your belly button. His hot mouth moving up your skin, stubble scratching along the way. Calloused hands gripped hard at your thighs, fingers digging in hard. You panted heavily when his mouth wrapped around your nipple, his teeth sinking into your flesh. 

A cry of pleasure came from you making Dean twitch in his boxers. He groaned slightly and rubbed his erection against your thigh. He tugged on your nipple so it scraped on his teeth, goose bumps arising on your skin. You bucked yourself into him, eager to feel him, to get him closer. Dean sat up,you laying on the bed, breathing laboured. He pulled his boxers off his body, his member springing up to his stomach. 

Dean gripped your legs again and hooked them over his shoulders before looking up at you, “Baby, I’m not gonna go gentle..” He warned as you leant up on your elbows.

You locked eyes with man and nodded, “I don’t want you to be” 

Your legs fell to his sides as he moved forward to capture your lips with his own, his lips moving fast against yours. He reached down and gripped his girth in his hand, rubbing just the head between your folds. He hissed slightly and bit on your bottom lip, sinking his teeth in hard making you moan.

He waited for your nod of consent before he drove in, all in one. He stretched your walls, not giving you time to adjust before he drug back and drove back in again. His pace slowly picked up, the penetration stirring your arousal deeper and deeper. Your hands inched towards Dean’s hair but he stopped you by pinning your wrists to the mattress either side of you as he snapped his hips back and forth at an incredible speed. 

You writhed beneath him, a moaning mess. Your hands were clenching into fists, eager to grip anything. The pleasure was intense, his thrusts grew animalistic, pounding you with such a force that the bed was slamming against the wall. 

Dean’s lips parted as he moaned, a heavy sheen of sweat embracing his chest. “Y/N, Come on baby” He coaxed. 

You were on the edge, so close with him hitting just the right spot inside you. His thrusts grew sloppy and you clenched around him, squeezing him tight and feeling him throb. 

He drew back again and snapped his hips forward harshly, hitting that knot in your stomach and making it unravel. You screamed Dean’s name as your back arched and your legs shook. Your orgasm took over you, your whole body heating up like a fire. You felt Deans seed fill you as he shouted and let go of your wrists, his head falling into your neck.

You both panted as you came down from your high, Dean not moving from you. His head layed on your sweaty chest, your hand coming up to stroke through his hair.

“I love you, Y/N” Dean whispered, “Don’t leave me” His hand gripped your free one and held it over his heart, it pounding wildly against his chest.

You smiled softly down at him before answering. “I love you too, Dean” You closed your eyes, relaxing. “I won’t leave you, I need you too much”

So! That’s that finished! I’m sorry it’s so short.. my smut writing is shit. And yes there has been a change of username! I am taking requests!

Sleepyhead - Dean Imagine

Dean x Reader

Summary: You love to cuddle.

No plotline whatsoever......just cuddly, cute Dean time.

You opened the door to your old house. You weren’t surprised when you seen the younger Winchester sitting on the couch his feet up on the stool in front of him and the TV on. You recognised the car out front, plus you had given them spare keys to the safe house a few months ago. ‘Hey’ Sam waved at you. ‘Winchester’ You closed the door behind you and walked over to the couch. You bent over the back.

You laid your hands on Sam’s shoulders leaning around him to plant a kiss on his cheek. The stubble there was about a day old telling you how long they had been here. ‘How’s things? Taking a few days off?’ You asked wrapping your arms around him. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to your chin. ‘Yeah, you?’ He leaned your chin on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around your forearms. ‘Salt and burn a few states over’ You turned your face into his shirt when you yawned.

Sam chuckled and you smiled lazily at him. ‘Is Dean with you?’ You asked him, you knew the answer already. ‘Yeah, he’s upstairs asleep’ You nodded. ‘You should probably sleep, you look tired’ Sam smiled at you. You rolled your eyes. ‘You need to stop being such a worrier’ You laughed at him but stood up pressing a kiss to his head. ‘I’m going shopping later. You want anything? How long are you boys staying?’ Sam shrugged. ‘Few days, and I’ll make a list and come with you’ You nodded grabbing the bag you had dropped. ‘I’m not letting you two out of here for at least a week, you boys need a break’ You turned walking up the stairs.

You giggled when you heard Sam shouting ‘Of course Mom’ After you. You opened the door to you bedroom and stopped short. Dean was lying on his stomach across your bed. He was wearing just a boxers. Your eyes ran over his wide shoulders and muscled back. The blankets was down around his thighs and his arms buried under his pillow. You smiled as the peaceful look on his face.

You quietly put your bag on the floor and began towards the chair. You sat pulling off your boots your eyes on Dean’s body. You stood wiggling out of your jeans. ‘Y/n?’ Dean’s groggy voice cut through the silence. You smiled pulling off your top and bra. ‘Hello Sleepyhead’ You breathed and grabbed his t shirt pulling it onto your body. Dean grunted a greeting as you climbed onto the bed.

You threw your leg over his body straddling his hips. You leaned forwards and began to massage the muscles in his shoulder. He let out a long moan settling into the bed. ‘Any reason why Sam looks like he’s been through the wars?’ You asked and Dean smiled softly and you kept kneading the knots from his shoulders. ‘We have’ You nodded beginning to make your way down his back. ‘Anything you want to talk about?’ You asked.

Dean hummed and shook his head. ‘Dean’ You leaned forwards and pressed a kiss between his shoulders. He sighed. ‘Leviathans’ Dean muttered. ‘Old things that Cas let out of Purgatory’ You leaned back and began to work on his lower back. ‘Yes, about everyone in the world knows about them babe’ He groaned when you hit a particularly hard knot.

You leaned into him more as he groaned. ‘We just came from a fight with one, nasty things can’t die’ You nodded. ‘Last one I got, cut it’s head off and shipped it to a friend of mine in Japan’ Den chuckled and opened one eye looking up at you. ‘You have friends in Japan?’ You nodded and he closed his eyes again. ‘Didn’t know’ You leaned forwards again pressing butterfly kisses to his shoulders.

Dean wiggled snuggling back into the sheets. ‘Where were you?’ Your fingers danced along the hard muscle of his back. ‘Salt and burn’ You leaned down lying on Dean’s back resting your head on his shoulder. ‘Why don’t you go back to sleep. I’m going shopping in a few hours when the stores open you want anything?’ Dean shook his head. ‘You know what I like’ You kissed his jaw, damn it that jaw. He should use it as a weapon.

You sat back up. ‘You know, you still You seen him smile before he turned slightly. He wrapped his hand around your arm and pulled you down. You giggled when you lended on the bed. Dean opened his eyes and you smiled at him. He reached down pulling the covers up and you wiggled beneath them.

Dean rolled onto his side and opened his arms. You moved closer to him and turned your back to him. You laid your head on his bicep and he curled it brushing his fingers through the hair on the top of your head. Dean dropped his arm over your waist and pulled you back so that your back was pressed to his front. He leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to the back of your neck.

You let a breath fall from your lips. Since Bobby had sent the boys your way when they were hiding a few years ago you had loved them with all your heart. Dean in a completely different manner to Sam. Yu loved Sam as if he was your brother, your best friend. Dean you loved to the bottom of your heart. It had broken your heart when he had disappeared with Lisa, but you knew it was for the best. He had gotten out, and that was something most Hunters dreamt of.

But you had been selfish and gotten your wish to see him again. When Sam had told him he was back and brought Dean back into this whole mess you had scolded him to no end wondering why he didn’t exactly care, then Cas had the answer. No Soul. But a small part of you was happy that you had Den back. And it was then you had told him you loved him. 

And here he was, still with you. You felt Dean shift behind you trying to get comfortable. you rolled your eyes knowing how he liked to sleep. You threaded your hand with his and rolled forwards a little. You threw one leg up and lay half on your side half on your tummy. Dean smiled against your neck. He pressed himself into your back lying on top of you. 

He threw his own leg over you pressing it against your own. You wiggled back into him now covered by heat and muscle. This was definitely one of your favourite positions to cuddle with Dean. You guessed it was his too seeing as this was how you mostly ended up when you slept together. 

In all the years you were a hunter you had never felt safe, it was always something. But with Dean it was different. When he held you it wasn’t that you felt safe, you felt like you could take on the world. But when you were like this, you felt protected, like nothing could touch you.And Dean felt like he was protecting you. Dean always wanted to protect everything.

You felt his breathing even out and you smiled knowing he was asleep. You smiled and closed your eyes burying your face in the pillow letting all the tension leave your body. You smiled as Dean snuggled further into your neck his legs tangling his bare legs with yours.

You woke up a few hours later with a shiver. You groaned at the cold air on your back. Turning over you opened your eyes. Dean was curled up on the other side of your double bed his back to you. You shuffled across the bed. ‘Any reason you’re over here?’ You muttered and you heard him groan. ‘I was hoping you’d think I was still asleep’ You reached out running your hand over his back. ‘Something on your mind?’ You wrapped your arm around his waist. 

You pressed your front to his back and tangled your legs with his. You pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades. ‘We don’t know how to kill these things’ He sighed. ‘What if they hurt someone? You?’ Dean took your hand in his bending slightly to press a kiss to your knuckles. ‘Then they get me, that’s how this works Dean. Sometimes these things just happen’ Dean chuckled as you settled into his back. You sighed finally warming up. ‘Always a happy one you’ He muttered sleepily. You smiled

You inhaled deeply taking in the smell of Dean. He smelt a little like the bodywash and shampoo you had in your shower. But there was also that musky smell that was all Dean. ‘Realistic’ You closed your eyes. ‘That’s why I love ye’ Your eyes shot open. In all the years Dean had known you he never said he loved you. ‘Dean?’ You whispered.

But got no response. You snuggled back into his back, you’d talk to him after about it. Now he probably just needed to sleep.

You groaned as you heard someone talking. ‘I’ll come with you Sam’ You muttered and felt someone tense under you. Wait? Under you? ‘I got it Y/n, you two should sleep’ You heard the door close and arms tightened around you. ‘Don’t you even think about moving’ Dean whispered. He planted a kiss on your head. 

You both must have moved during the night. You were currently on your side your head lying on Dean’s chest as he lay on his back. You smiled snuggling closer to him. Both your legs were tangled together and you could feel his skin pressed against yours.  Your shirt had ridden up to your ribs. One of Dean’s arms was wrapped around your shoulders, the fingers on his other hand were intertwined with yours as your arm was thrown across his body.

You sighed listening to him as you heard the Impala roar to life outside. ‘How did we end up like this?’ You opened your eyes and tilted your head back. You found him looking down at you already with a slight smile. ‘You rolled away’ He shrugged with one arm. ‘Right’ You nodded closing your eyes and nuzzled back into his shoulder pressing a few kisses to his skin.

You both lay in silence for a while. ‘I was thinking we should spend the day I bed, Sammy’s going to the library in town’ You heard the smile in his voice. You nodded pulling the covers up over you. You untangled your legs from Deans and threw them over his hips pushing yourself up. You looked down at Dean as you straddled him. ‘I meant cuddling’ He smirked but his hands began massaging your thighs.

You laid your hands on his chest a finger tracing over the anti possession tattoo on his collar. ‘I like cuddling you Y/n’ You shrugged and leaned down pressing your lips to his. You felt Dean smile into the kiss. ‘I meant it’ He mumbled against your lips. You pulled away. ‘What?’ He smiled his hand leaving your thigh and he placed his hand on your cheek.

You leaned into him. ‘I love you, never told you but I do’ You sighed and leaned down curling into his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and pressed a kiss to your forehead. ‘I love you too Dean’ You smiled into his bare chest. ‘How about when Sam gets home you show me how much you love me but making me one of those delicious burgers’ Dean laughed. ‘Of course sweetheart’ You smiled cuddling into him again just wanting to be in his arms.

Dean tightened his grasp on you muttering sweet nothings in your ear. Cuddling with Dean definitely had to be your favourite pastime.

I know it’s short and not amazing but I was feeling DEAN CUDDLES and needed to get it down

@lilacs-lavender

Peaches

Okay so this is my oc I made for Supernatural. Her name is Evangelina Storm, She has red hair and brown skin, and she is a half human half fae. She's dating Dean, and she is a total badass. But she is also shy and a bit Innocent. Also I was listening to Queen Bey... so any of my Beyhive recognize the title...

Warnings: Sexual Innuendos, if there is anything else...

Evangelina's voice filled the Impala as she sang along to Beyoncé's "Partition," her melodic tones weaving through the air with a sweet innocence that Dean found utterly captivating. But as the lyrics reached a particularly suggestive line, Evangelina faltered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she glanced sheepishly at Dean.

"He likes to call me Peaches when we get this nasty," she sang softly, her voice trailing off as she realized the truth behind the lyrics.

Dean's lips curled into a smug smirk as he met Evangelina's gaze, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Well, would you look at that," he teased, his tone filled with playful mischief. "Guess Queen Bey knows us pretty well, huh?"

Evangelina lowered her gaze, unable to suppress a shy smile at Dean's teasing remark.

Meanwhile, Sam, seated in the passenger seat, let out an exasperated sigh, his expression a mixture of annoyance and disgust.

"Seriously, you two?" he groaned, rolling his eyes in exasperation. "Can't we just have one car ride without the innuendos?"

But Dean, undeterred by Sam's disapproval, simply grinned wider, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he leaned towards Evangelina.

"Peaches," he murmured, his voice filled with affectionate amusement. "Looks like Beyoncé approves of our nickname."

Evangelina's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but giggle at Dean's antics, her heart warmed by the playful affection between them.

And as the Impala cruised down the open road, filled with laughter and music, Dean couldn't help but feel grateful for the innocent sunshine beside him, and the joy she brought into his life, one Beyoncé song at a time.

Pass the Eggnog

Summary: Dean makes Sam’s famous spiked eggnog, but he’s surprised when you decide to pass this year. Just wait until he finds out why…

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 653

Warnings: Fluffy, fluff fluff. Adorable Dean.

A/N: This was written from a Christmas request by @spnbaby-67​ that I’ve had saved since last year. Sorry it took so long, love, but I hope you like it!

Dean Winchester didn’t have many Christmas traditions, but there was one he always, always celebrated. Every year, without fail, Dean Winchester would spike the eggnog.

It had started out as a joke one year when Sam had spiked the eggnog with a hefty serving of rum, but Dean had latched right onto the idea, turning it into a Winchester family tradition.

This year, that tradition was celebrated on a particularly chilly Christmas Eve with Dean, Sam, and the newest member of the Winchester family, Y/N. Ever since Dean had fallen in love with and married Y/N, she’d been one of the few people to ever celebrate a Winchester Christmas, and she’d been one of the biggest fans of the spiked eggnog, but that all changed this year.

“What d’you mean you don’t want any?” Dean asked, holding the paper cup in front of her face. “It’s got extra rum, just like you like it.”

She exchanged a nervous glance with Sam and shook her head, biting her lip softly. “Um, not this year, Dean. I’m gonna pass.”

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