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Objectified

Title: Objectified

Square: Objectification

Ship: Demon!Dean x Reader x Soulless!Sam

Rating: Explicit

Words: 7,234

Tags: NSFW, smut, dom/sub themes, objectification, bondage, unsafe sex

Summary: You haven’t seen the Winchesters since before the apocalypse. When you run into them years later, you find the hunters have…changed.

Created for @spnkinkbingo

Written for @maddiepants

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Two dead. Two lives lost and it’s on you. If you’d just been quicker…

You throw your head back, hair cascading down your back as you down the shot, the woody burn of whiskey a minor comfort against your raging inner turmoil. Goddamn werewolves. The clatter of empty glass against polished wood is barely audible over the bar chatter. You rake your still-shaking fingers through your hunt-mussed locks—

“Holy shit.” 

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All Night

Dean x Injured!Reader

1,872 Words

Summary: Injured in battle, a gorgeous stranger comes to your aid.

Warnings: Light Angst, Smidge Of Fluff, Blood, Smut, Cunnilingus, NSFW

 A/N: Written for @curly-haired-disaster for her apocalypse800 Writing Challenge. My prompt was Carillon Park.

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It feels like you’ve been stuck with a just-used fire poker, the pain in your thigh white-hot, and you can already feel your blood soaking your jeans. You’re writhing against the dirt, injured leg clutched between your hands. He skids to your side, thumps down to his knees to inspect the damage.

“Shrapnel,” he mutters, then pulls your face towards his, brushing your hair from your eyes. “You’re gonna be alright, kid. Let’s getcha outta here.”

You wince as he hoists you into his strong arms, let your arms loop around the stranger’s neck.

“The park,” you gasp. “It’s safe. Carollin Park.”

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Cabin in the Woods

Square Filled: Cabin in the woods 

Warnings: Fluffy, fluff, sexy times, threesome, male receiving oral sex, unprotected sex, voyeurism, masturbation

Summary: Jared and Jensen take the reader on their secret vacation destination, but they still have one more surprise for her. She has a surprise for them too. 

Pairing: J2 x Reader (established)

Word Count: 1632

Written for: @spngenrebingo​​ 

Thank you to @evansrogerskitten for taking a look at this, and making me smut better. 

A/N: A while back, my friend @supernatural-jackles, told me she would love to see me write a J2 x Reader, but would never send a request. When I got my second card for this bingo, I knew exactly what I was going to write. Jen, your wish is my command. This is the fourth installment of the series: 

To New Beginnings

As a reminder, this is a work of fiction and should be regarded as such. No harm is intended toward the actor(s) or their families.

“Will you stop trying to peek and just keep the damn blindfold on, please, Y/N?” Jared pleaded from the back seat. From his vantage point, he could see every fidget, tick and grimace she made.

“You both know I don’t like surprises, so why you felt the need to blindfold me is beyond me!” she yelled, turning first toward Jensen in the driver seat then back to Jared. She couldn’t see them, but knew where they were seated.

“We know, Darlin’, but we want this to be special for you. So please, be patient just a little bit longer,” Jensen reached over, clasping her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “We’re almost there, I promise.”

She felt Jared’s hand press down reassuringly on her shoulder. She knew she wouldn’t stay mad at them, but for the time being, she was losing her patience. They wouldn’t tell her where they were going and then blindfolded her. This trip better be worth it, she thought.

Just like Jensen promised, it wasn’t very much longer and he pulled the vehicle to stop. She heard the back door open, assuming Jared exited the vehicle. “Y/N, just another two minutes. We’re going to take the bags in, then we’ll come for you, okay?”

“Two minutes, Jen. I’m counting. One, two…,” she tapped her watch. She heard him open the door and get out, shutting it behind him. She only made it to eighty-six before she heard a tap at the window and her door opened. “Nice timing.”

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My Kinda Cardio

Jared x Reader 

Word Count: 775

Warnings. SMUT, Language. Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it kiddos), um Jared working out bc hello that needs a warning lol 

A/N: Obvi Jared is not married in this. Common sense y’all. Also It was like midnight when I wrote this so yea lol 

Also, there is no cut bc Tumblr is again being a dick and if I do a cut and you click keep reading it takes you to the abyss and you won’t find the end. 

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“Hey Jare,” Your voice floated ahead of you as you strolled down the hall of the apartment Jared held in Vancouver while he was filming, “have you seen my…” The sight before you effectively stopped you in your tracks. There, across the room, stood a sweaty, and shirtless Jared as he got in his workout for the day. It was not the first time you’d seen it, but it like the first every time. The man was sex on legs.

“Hey baby!” He smiled, and continued on with his routine. His long legs stretched for miles as he sank down to the floor for some push ups. A couple in he looked up, “What did you need? You sounded like you were looking for something?” God he never faltered as he inquired on your presence. Those tone arms, muscles rippling with every move. Tan skin glistening in the light as he it shifted. “Y/N?”

“Huh? Oh yea, I was looking for something, but now I forgot. Sorry.”

He couldn’t help but to smirk at the way you would get so flustered in moments like these. He loved that he still had that effect on you after all this time. “Well, if you’re just going to stand there, why don’t you come help me.”

He sat back on his heels as your feet carried you to him, and his hand grasped yours pulling gently, silently asking you to sit. “Jare what-”

“Lay down.”

“What?”

He grinned. He was up to something. “Lay down, Y/N.” You did as he asked, your back coming to rest against the coolness of the floor. “I was doing okay with my work out, but a little extra motivation won’t hurt.”

“Oh my god…” You couldn’t help the laugh that passed your lips as he stalked over you, long arms caging you in between the floor and his broad chest. “Seriously, Jare.”

His biceps flexed as he lowered his body into a push up once more, pausing to press his lips against yours before lifting up. He did this over and over, drawing soft giggles from your lips which in turn painted a smile on his. Pretty soon this kisses started to wander. They found your jaw, your neck, then your collarbone, drawing moans instead of giggles. His hips started to dip a little bit more each time, grinding his growing bulge into your core.

He lowered himself one last time, and whispered with a growl, “I think it’s time for my cardio.” With that, he retreated just long enough to rid the both of you of your clothes. His eyes never broke away from yours as he dragged your shorts and underwear down your leg. He planted kisses up your legs as he came back up. His calloused hands gripped your hips as he flipped you onto your stomach. “Can’t wait to be buried in that tight little pussy.” Little nips and kisses trailed up your spine as he hovered over you, lining himself up. His lips trailed over your neck as he stared to push home, drawing a long moan from yours. “That’s it baby, moan for me.”

He set a quick pace, his hips snapping into yours, jarring you forward with every thrust. “You feel so good, baby.” In that moment he was everything surrounding you, nothing else could be felt. It was all Jared. His warm chest against your back, but hair tickling your shoulder, his stubble scratching against your skin, and his cock stretching and filling you like nothing and no one else.

He knelt back, pulling your hips up and began pounding into you. The new angle only served to pull the already tensioned cord in your belly to it’s limits. “Oh….. Oh my god, Jared, don’t stop!”

He just smiled, and pushed your shoulders back down to the ground, and pistoned his hips into yours harder as his fingers found your clit. Pleasure coursed through your veins and every fiber of your being pleaded for release as moans dripped off your lips. “Such a good girl. You gonna come on my cock?”

“FUCK!” A scream ripped from your throat as that wave crashed over you.

“There ya go. Good girl.” Jared kept at, chasing his own high, as his hips started to falter. “Fuck”, he grunted, coating your walls.

Your bodies slumped to the ground, and Jared wrapped your in his arms, pressing gentle kissed on your neck and shoulders as you both came down from the high. Your fingers mindlessly traced patterns on his forearm and your chuckled.

“What?”

“I was just thinking… I should interrupt your workout more often.”

“Hell. Yeah.”

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Naughty Or Nice

Demon!Dean x Reader

2,466 Words

Warnings: NSFW, Dub-Con, Oral Sex (Female Receiving), BDSM, Breathplay, Dom/Sub Themes, Unsafe Sex

Summary: Dean shows up unannounced just in time for the holidays three years after a messy break-up. You can’t shake the feeling that there’s something very…off about him.

A/N: Written for @kittenofdoomage for her Canon Christmas Challenge. My prompt was Naughty or Nice. Thank you to my darling @pisces-cutie for making sure this was readable.

*Heed the warnings, and don’t come at me with “this relationship is concerning”. It’s fucking fantasy, people. I don’t endorse fucking a goddamned demon. 

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You’ve just hung the last ornament on your tree when there’s a sound just outside your door.

Just the wind, right? Yep. Let’s go with that.

You collect the flimsy cardboard boxes labeled “X-Mas” in bold, black permanent marker and head toward the garage.

There’s another sound, a rasp against concrete that makes you pause briefly. You continue forward with a shake of your head, chalk it up to your hunter-trained ears conjuring up imaginary noises. But something churns in your belly as you slide the boxes back into their places on the dusty shelf. A medley of what-ifs playing in your mind on a loop.

You’ve just closed the door to the garage when you see him, your hand clamping over your mouth to stop the scream.

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New Mexico

Description: You never thought your Dreams would actually come true when it came to the oldest Winchester. You were pleasantly surprised with how things turned out when you and Dean left for a hunt in New Mexico. 

POV: Female Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader

Relationships: Dean x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, SMUT, and more SMUT. NSFW, Explicit Language

Word Count: 3275

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Rough, calloused hands trailed along your body. Plump lips at your neck, softly nipping and sucking, leaving marks behind. Hips thrusted into you in a slow, hard rhythm, hitting the perfect spot.

He was driving you mad.

Green orbs burned through you with lust and desire when you moaned out his name, “Dean.” He smiled softly at you, liking the way you wriggled underneath him, grasping at the sheets. “Dean,” you inhaled sharply, “Faster. Please.”

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Kindling

Description: You were minding your business and cooling down at the bar when Demon!Dean unexpectedly showed up, wanting you.  

Characters: Demon!Dean Winchester, Reader

Relationship: Demon!Dean Winchester x Reader, kind of.

Word Count: 2203

Warnings: Explicit Language, Rough Sex (choking, etc.), Unprotected Sex (Wrap it before you tap it y’all.) There’s also like a breath of Fluff. Lol. 

A/N: So, this was a request from @waywardbaby for being a winner in my 200 Followers Challenge! Hopefully this is good. I hope I captured Demon!Dean’s personality. And as always, my wonderful twin @justawaywardwinchester beta’d this for me!

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The warm, amber liquid burned deliciously down your throat. The soft buzzing of other bar patrons drowned out the music that was playing overhead as you focused on the whiskey you were swirling in your glass.

You were at peace, for the first time in months.

However, that peace quickly washed away when you heard, “Hey sweetheart,”  from the gruff, slightly twisted voice you used to love.

His hands were around your waist and his chin in your neck before you could react. “Fuck,” you sighed. You did not want to deal with this right now.

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Come on N Ride the Train Pt 1 (REPOST)

***NOTE*** Tumblr is being a dick about things and so I am reposting without any links so maybe it will appear like it should.  I’m sorry I don’t meant to be jamming Dean down your throats.  *heh*

Pairing:  Dean x Reader

Summary: Some plot, Dean and Y/N are on the Empire Builder run of the Amtrak to get to Seattle where Sam is waiting. Being cooped up is not conducive to a happy Dean.  Until…

Rating:  XXX

Regardless of rating, this is an 18+ ONLY blog.  

Word Count: 2827

Squick Warnings:   None.

Note: Please don’t steal my writing.  I worked hard on it.  My work cannot be reproduced or posted by anyone without my express, written consent. Reblog is great!  Copy and paste is theft.    

ALSO:  I have a serious issue with tense.  Please forgive me.  AND forgive me for the shitty title.  But I had to. No, you don’t understand.  I.  HAD. TO.

  Dean was pouting.  Dean had been pouting from the moment he’d answered Sam’s call.  The younger Winchester had called from Seattle with the Impala and a blown engine.  Y/N’s car was at Bobby’s up on blocks and missing most of the passenger side.  Sam assured Dean that he’d found a great mechanic, a former hunter, who was taking care of the repairs.  Dean insisted on getting to Seattle as fast as he could.  

Via 46 hour train trip.

Y/N was along just to make sure that Dean didn’t kill his brother upon arrival.  Plus, she liked the Winchesters.  A lot.

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Lessons

Alpha!Werewolf!Sam x Omega!Werewolf!Reader

This is a Sequel to A History of Violence Part One - Part Two

Summary: Sam enlists you to help Linda acclimate to her new life. 

Warnings: Typical A/B/O smut, ownership, display of sexual dominance, canon-level violence. 

Words: 6300+

Beta: @ilikaicalie

“Are you kidding me?” You stare dumbfounded at Sam, abandoning your big toe with one stripe of bright red nail polish down the middle.

“Baby, come on. I need you to do this for me.” Your husband insists, leaning up against the kitchen counter. It’s just past eight on Friday morning he’s been taking his sweet time leaving for work, enjoying the fact that there aren’t four kids running wild.

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A Hard Ten and a Soft Four

square filled: Fake Dating ship: Sam Winchester x plus size!Reader rating: Explicit ao3 link: A Hard Ten and a Soft Four tags: prostitution, horrible families, self-esteem issues, Sam Winchester’s monster cock, oral sex (fem rec), protected vaginal sex 18+, HERE BE SEX!! DON’T READ IF YOU’RE A YOUNG’UN!!! summary: Y/n hires a male escort to take to her family Thanksgiving in the hopes that her horrible family will be less horrible to her this year. word count: 7661  a/n: I dedicate this to my dear grandma Ellen, who passed away few years ago. She was a dirty old woman and she’s the basis for Maw-maw. written for @spnaubingo

“Do I have to?” You whined into the phone.

“It’s tradition, y/n. The whole family goes, every year. The only time anybody’s ever missed a Thanksgiving at Maw-maw’s was when your sister was in labor with Teddy Jr. and when Uncle Stan had that heart attack four years ago.”

“Mom, I know that, but…” You ran your hand across your face. “Can’t we tell Maw-maw I’m getting my appendix removed or something? I really don’t want to go.”

“You see the family once a year, y/n. Just once, and-”

“And I spend the entire weekend being subjected to comments about my weight and love life!” You interrupted. “The whole family targets me, Mom. Every single person thinks they have the right to tell me what’s wrong with me and I have to spend weeks getting okay with my self-esteem afterward.”

“It’s one weekend, sweetie. Come on. And you shouldn’t let what your cousins and uncles say get to you.”

“It’s not just them! Sometimes, it’s Maw-maw and it’s always Carol and Ted and every-fuckin’-body else! It’s everyone!”

Your mother sighed and static went through the phone. “Look. Your grandma is ninety-eight years old. She won’t be around for many more Thanksgivings. You need to cherish the time you have left with that woman.”

You sighed. It always came down to ‘Maw-maw’s gonna die soon’ in these conversations. “You know, when that woman does pass, you’re gonna regret using that scenario to get me to do shit.”

“Watch your mouth! And I wouldn’t have to use her passing if you would just stop complaining and come to Thanksgiving.”

“Whatever, Mom. I guess I’ll be there. See you in a few weeks. I gotta go. Bye.”

“Maybe you should just hire somebody to take with you.” Your roommate, Charlie, suggested from the other side of her laptop screen.

“What, like a male prostitute?” You joked, setting your phone on the coffee table and going to unpause Game of Thrones.

“Yeah. It’d be like Pretty Woman, but with a dude… or, you know, you could switch teams and-”

“I’m not a lesbian, Charlie.”

“Then your best bet is gonna be a gigolo.”

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Always Willing to Help

Summary: I had a request for Nothing Is Working from Dean’s perspective. The reader has been having a hard time getting off. Dean happens to hear her cry out in frustration one time and she’s so upset that she blurts out what’s going on. He, of course, gives her a hand.

Author:  Dean’s Dirty Little Secret

Characters:  Dean Winchester x female reader

Word Count:  2587

Warnings:  nsfw, explicit language, explicit sexual content, fingering, unprotected sex

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Yes. Yes please.

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Demanding

Don’t really have a description.

Warning: Smut, Sam Winchester Smut, probably some grammatical errors because I’m to lazy to read over it.

You woke up to the sound of someone knocking on your apartment door, annoying you.. but getting you out of bed. You opened the door as you scratched your stomach, looking at the chest of a very tall man. Your eyes trailed up and stopped at his face, a small smile on his lips as he looked down at you. “Father?” You questioned. “What’s going on?”

“Well we wanted to ask you about your neighbor.” Sam stared down at you, catching himself before he got lost in your eyes. Dean walked towards the door and stopped next to his brother with a smile on his face that only grew wider when he saw you.

“Um.. alright come on in.” You moved to the side and watched and they went in, closing the door and heading into your kitchen. You got you coffee machine going and grabbed three mugs. “What do you wanna know?”

“Our Church wanted to know if it was true that he was possessed by a demon?” Dean asked as both men sat at the island. “We had gotten a call about it the yesterday morning and drove all the was here.”

“He was a crazy guy if that’s what you mean.” You filled the cups with hot coffee, placing them in the middle of the counter. You grabbed the creamer and sugar, smiling as you placed them in the middle. “I mean he wasn’t like that before.. he was a happy guy and he’d always ask to borrow stuff. But then he just stopped greeting me all together. I just thought he was in a bad mood for a month.”

“Did you notice anything weird?” Sam finally asked. “Like, I don’t know, black smoke or the smell of sulfur.”

“Something smelt weird but I’m not sure if it’s sulfur though.” You shrugged your shoulders at it. “I didn’t see any black smoke at all. Weird wouldn’t even cut it.” Sam pulled at his collar as he looked at his brother before looking at you again. You were leaning over the counter, sipping your coffee. “I never caught your names by the way.”

“I’m Sam and this is Dean.” Sam motioned to himself and then to his brother.

“Nice to meet you both.” You nodded. “I’m Y/n.“

“We should go.” Dean got up with a smile.

“Alright.” You just nodded, following them to your door. You bit your bottom lip and went to shut it but Sam stopped and turned to face you.

“If I have any questions I’ll be in contact.” He stared down at you as you nodded quickly. You closed the door after he left and leaned against the door, sighing before heading into your room and getting ready for you study session at the library.

You sat in the library and stared at the words in your book and took some notes. You couldn’t really focus much because Sam was on your mind. You put your face in your hands and sighed before pushing your hair out of your face.

Sam walked into the library with his laptop and moved straight to the far back corner so he could do his research. Dean decided that he wanted to take a break and literally kicked Sam out when he brought some girl back to their motel room. Sam was lucky enough to snatch the keys to the Impala before having his bag tossed at him. He noticed that there was someone sitting at the only table there and looked at the books before sitting in the seat as far as possible.

You looked up at the guy that was sitting at the end of the table and felt your body temperature rise. Sam looked at you and smiled as he motioned for you to sit next to him. “Good evening Father Sam.” You said with a smile as you sat down. “What are you doing in the library?”

“Trying to figure out the history of your town.” He smiled and put his hand on your knee. You blushed and looked at him, clearing your throat.

“What would you like to know?” You asked, looking at his laptop. “I’m not really a history buff but I can show you some good websites.”

“Is it true that the church was built on top of a graveyard?”

“Yeah but before it was a church it was an orphanage.” You looked at him as you sat down. “From what I’ve learned children have died in the orphanage but nothing was natural about it. Some believe that because of the graveyard children died.”

“Do you know if the bodies are still on the grounds?”

“No.” You shook your head as you bit your bottom lip. “The bones were damaged during the digging process so they burned them.”

Sam stared at you, enjoying the way your face lit up when you talked about the history of your town. “I thought you weren’t a history buff.”

“When it comes down to the unnatural then I’m your girl.” You smiled and stared at him. “What?” Sam leaned forward and kissed you, pulling back quickly.

“Sorry.” He cleared his throat and shook his head. You pushed your hair out of your face and bit your bottom lip. You turned your body and grabbed Sam‘s face, pressing your lips against his. You moved so that you could straddle him, losing your morals for a second. You quickly got up and cleared your throat, fixing yourself.

“Uh.. I didn’t mean to go that far.” Sam stood up so that he was in front of you and smirked, cupping your cheeks.

“I wanna go farther but..”

“Yes.” You spoke quickly. “I mean.. yeah sure I don’t mind.” Sam chuckled and picked you up to that you were on the table. He pushed your pants down so they were below your ass, his hand moving to your throat. He pushed two fingers inside of your mouth and groaned as you swirl your tongue around them. “Damn.” He whispered. He pulled his fingers out and quickly pushed them inside of you, smirking as you gripped his shoulders and gasped. He thrust his fingers quickly, enjoying the gasps and quiet moans that you tried your hardest to keep in. Sam nibbled on your neck while he poked and rubbed against your sweet spot.

“S-Sam I’m gonna cum.” You whimpered.

“Cum.” He growled in your ear, sending you over the edge. You gasped and grabbed at his chest, trying to find something to hold on to.

“Dammit.” You looked into his eyes and he smiled. “You’re making it very difficult to be quiet Sam.”

“Well I’m gonna need you to try a little harder.” He pulled one of your legs out of your pants and underwear. He dug in his pocket and pulled out the condom Dean gave him before he left the motel room. He shoved his cock inside of your without hesitation, pulling you closer to his body as his hand slammed against the table under you. He pushed his face in your shoulder to keep from groaning to loud. “You’re so.. tight.” He slowly thrust his kips as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. You gripped his shirt, soft moans escaping your lips as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Sam‘s mouth fell open as he pushed himself all the way into you.

“S-Sam.” You whimpered as his pace quickened little by little. “N-Not so fast.” Sam was in his own world though, the way you wrapped around him felt amazing and he wasn’t going to be able to hold back. “Sam.” He pushed you back on the table and put his large hand on your mouth, pounding into you. You closed your eyes, trying your hardest to contain your cries of pleasure.

“Look at me.” Sam growled lowly. “Come on. I wanna see those beautiful eyes of yours.” You looked at him and whimpered, trying your best to keep them open. With his free hand he roughly rubbed your clit and it drove you insane. Though your moans were muffles, Sam could tell that you were close because they were getting higher and louder. “Fuck.. cum for me.” He slammed into you a few more times and you erupted, your body shaking and your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Sam released you from his grip and sighed, leaning back against he bookshelves behind him for support. You managed to come to your senses and fixed yourself. “Whoever taught you that needs to be incarcerated.” You huffed and stumbled after getting off the table. Sam had already took the condom off and pulled his panted back on as he smiled at you. “Just so you know Sam.” You poked his chest weakly. “I don’t sleep with people until after the second date. Especially in public.”

“You asking me on a date?” He shook his head as he chuckled.

“That should be the other way around right?”

“Go on a date with me then.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Demanding.. but okay.” You kissed him and picked up your stuff, leaving the library with a goofy smile on your face.

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Districts and Domains: Part Twelve

Pairing: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Alpha!Cassie, Alpha!John 

(Spoilers) Commissioned by Anonymous: Part 1: Could you write a series sort of with an abo business au. The reader is an omega office worker and her work gets a new CEO who is Alpha! Sam and she immediately knows he is her true alpha but he gives her space and she doesn’t really want to approach him about it since she values being an independent omega. She takes suppressants so that she can still work during her heats but being around her alpha makes them stop working so she goes into heat. Sam brings her back to his house where he Part 2: where he claims her and helps her through her heat. When she comes out of her heat it’s angsty because she never wanted to be claimed and she quickly realized that Sam is a very protective/possessive alpha and barely lets him leave the house. It’s angsty at first but eventually he quells her into a life of submission and they have lots of pups

Summary: Your new boss is an arrogant and dominating Alpha, who also happens to be your true mate. Will he respect your wishes and stay away or will you each give into your basic desires? ABO. Business AU.

Word Count: 5,968

Warnings: Angst. Smut. Alphas in Rut. Trigger Warnings: Noncon Smut. Sexual Assault. NSFW.18+

A/N: Please heed the warnings! If this is triggering, please do not read it.

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Helping Hand

Summary: You’re frustrated. You need sex, you need that release, but you just can’t get yourself there. It just doesn’t feel… right. Sam notices your change in mood and tries to get you to tell him what’s wrong. When you open up, admit everything to him, you expect awkwardness and tension… instead, Sam lends a helping hand.

Pairing: Sam x Reader

A/N: This is for @lucifer-in-leather​ … just ‘cause :):) also my first ever Sam x reader one-shot… yeah… wow…

Warnings: Sexually frustrated reader. Low self-esteem issues. Sam questioning himself. A bit of angst. Tiniest amount of crack. Some added fluff. Smut. Way more plot than I’d intended. Explicit language. Fingering. Squirting. Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, people). Seriously… the plot got away from me.

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Your relationship with Sam was… unconventional. You weren’t together in the traditional sense, but there was something there. You’d been drawn to each other the instant you met, and after months of agonising flirting and curious glances, you both fell into bed in a tangle of limp, lips and lust.

It was pretty clear after that… once you’d had a taste you weren’t giving him up. Everyone has their vices, yours just happened to be the tall Winchester with shaggy hair and mesmerising eyes.

Only problem was… you were starting to feel guilty. Not about sleeping with Sam, but because of how much you were sleeping with him without actually being with him.

Relationships didn’t work in your world. Hunting was too dangerous and demanding. Even if you were to hook up and start something with another hunter, you doubted it would work. Being together twenty-four seven, being in constant danger… it wasn’t exactly a recipe for an apple-pie life and happily ever after.

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Weather The Storm

Summary: Motel rooms suck. Especially during a thunderstorm. Luckily, you’re not bunking alone.

Pairing: Sam x reader x Dean

Word Count: 4070

Warnings: Anxiety, astraphobia (fear of storms), fluff, smut, and Winchester cuddles.

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Sparring Partner

In celebration of my 800 followers!  Here is something I didn’t actually plan on posting.  Hope you like it!

Pairing:  Dean x Reader x Sam

Rating:    R, damn near XXX    Regardless of rating, this is an 18+ ONLY blog.  

Word Count: 1000 DEAD NUTS!!!

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               Standing across from her, Dean waited for her attack.  She couldn’t wait forever.  But she wouldn’t move.  Just standing there.  It was infuriating; like she was waiting for a bus.  

               Finally, he rushed at her, attempting to take her down through her midsection.  He only half caught her as she spun, his arm slipping from her stomach as she dropped her elbow into the center of his back.  Throwing him off balance, she simply pushed him away.  She was getting the better of him and he really didn’t like that.  He doesn’t often lose.  Even to Sammy.

               They returned to their original positions.  He could tell she was as tired as he, but having a new sparring partner was rather enjoyable.  He didn’t want to stop just yet.  

               “One of us has to wind up on our asses.”  She breathed, taking a drink from the water bottle behind her.  “Someone has to go down.”

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The Best of Both Worlds - Part 3

Summary: After getting so unbelievably turned on by the lap dance, you find yourself trying to relieve the tension. But the more you think about it, the more you begin to realize that something else might be happening between you and the Winchesters. Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader x Dean Winchester Word Count: 3676 Warnings: Masturbation, very minor angst, language, smut, threesome (no wincest), oral sex (male and female receiving), squirting, little bit of dom!Sam because I’m me A/N: Here is the post that started this entire story, and here comes the porn! Well, the actual porn, not some sweaty gyrating Winchesters (some of it starts pretty quick so I put it below the cut). The last chapter was definitely hot, but this one will leave you a quivering mess. This was looked over by so many people who gave the best reactions, and it was beta’d by @kittenofdoomage. This is the third and final part, and I really hope you guys enjoyed. I might do some drabbles in the future, so please let me know if you’d be interested in that! 

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The cold floor against your bottom was the only thing grounding you while you sat there and tried to sort through your jumbled thoughts. You heard someone shuffling around outside your door, likely one or both of the brothers, but they didn’t knock. The heat pulsing through your veins and between your legs was driving you to the point of insanity.

You just needed to clear your mind.

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