this is going to sound weird, but I was addicted to your account. when you stopped posting, I spent days checking your page to see if you’d post again. then I started checking once a month. I read and re-read everything you wrote — I never found any writer as good as you, and I did look! it was such a fun escape, you write so beautifully! please start peaches!jensen — from your biggest fan 💕
omggg i was literally giving yall withdrawal i’m SO sorry i didn’t know you guys liked me this much >.< but thank you so much that means so much to me fr <33
no pressure question, have you found anyone else you would write for? been reading a bunch of Clark Kent stuff and Bucky Barnes things after the new superhero movies came out and unsure if you’re interested or not (no biggie if not tho lol Jensen is hot)
ahhh tysmm i’m so happy to be back! and to answer ur question tbh i don’t think so, im just kinda getting back into writing and i think for now it’ll just be jensen/dean/soldierboy (unless i find another tv to obsess over but ive never really seen smallvile or much superman movies and i also haven’t seen the new movies with bucky 🫣
hi queen!!! missed u alot! i read ur update and im glad u are doing well also im so happy for u, been with u since u started so im like a proud mother lol
anyways, sending u this to ask if u are going to continue the fics u posted here like allyours!jensen, that one with demon dean or even start with the peaches!jensen (im still at the restaurant)
i dont know if that kind of question is stupid and if u dont like i’m sorry!
hiii omgg tysm for being with me for so long and actually reading my update lol and yes i’m definitely going to continue those series, i would like to rewrite all yours tho and maybe simultaneously work on the other ones too, i just need to go through my account and remember where i left off 😅 but no it’s not a stupid question at all your good!
LIFE UPDATE !! + acc changes (THANK YOU FOR 1K!!!)
hiii nonnie!! i’ve missed you guys too frfr. i’m sorry i went ghost on y’all for about a year or so :/ but i’ve always had the tumblr app downloaded and i’ve seen all the likes n rbs you guys have been giving me literally everyday even tho i lied to y’all last time i said i was back :c but i appreciate it smmm n also TYSM FOR 1K FOLLOWERS & REBLOGS AHHH WJSNUDNK >o< !!
now for where i’ve been, ngl gng life is hard. depression, loneliness and bpd was kicking my ass plus i had a bunch of personal family shit happening CONSTANTLY and i obviously had no motivation for writing or even supernatural (mostly cause it was taken off prime in canada) i still got family shit going on but i personally feel so much better mentally and also physically, i’ve gotten closer to god, i’m trying to navigate my feelings in a healthy way and i lost a bunch of weight (before & after on my personal if you care) ngl i used to be high af all day everyday for about 2-3 yrs but i cut down a lot, only smoking casually now like maybe 3-4 times a month MAX (it’s rlly hard but i’m proud of myself) AND I ALSO GOT A BOYFRIEND AHHH, he’s so amazing tho so kind and loving and gentle. i genuinely feel so loved and appreciated he’s so much more then i deserve i love this man sm and tbh he helped a lot with my healing and my bad habits i’m so thankful for him i couldn’t ask for anything better. i’d like to keep him anonymous tho so we’ll call him bunny 🐰 (any post on my main or personal will have the “bunny 🐰” tag) feel free to ask any questions tho (if u care lmao)
speaking of names, i’ve also changed my name from luna to lina so pls refer to me as such, my yucky ex gave me that nickname and it’s just not the vibe anymore lmao so hi i’m lina !
but regardless of all that IM BACK BITCHES!!! yes i’m here hi. i’m gonna start writing again and doing headcanons and being more active i promise, i’ve really missed writing and i left a lot of fics unfinished such as the all yours series which i know you guys love (tysmmmm🫶🏼) so i’m gonna rewrite it and make it better with better plot i hope u guys fw that. i have a few ideas in my head on other things i’d like to write but pls pls leave requests or ideas idk i miss talking to y’all lol, but expect a rewritten version of all yours cumming soon (this month definitely)
i think that’s its as of rn, thank you for reading and i love y’all sm 💓 stay tuned !
i miss yall so bad wtf im sorry i ghosted yall. life got too much and too real (it still kinda is, i feel there’s always something happening) and im ngl i kinda stopped liking spn only bc its gone off prime in canada and i forgot like half the show :/ but ill always love dean so thats pretty all i can say about not posting sorry again. also i turned 24 in may so thats fun ig.
now for the small ish changes. since my life is what it is and time management is super hard for me, ill be more active but not as active as i was also i think im gonna slow down on the one shot ONLY bc they do that a long time to write which kinda goes into my inactivity (if that makes sense) im not stopping completely but i can write it slowly and take my time and post them when they’re ready and not have so many people waiting for them? idk it seems better but lmk. also in the meantime i was thinking of posting more headcanons and maybe lil concepts or scenarios like i used to when i would have a fic idea and we can just go back and forth like that and i can tag them? also maybe if enough people like it i can make it into a full fic and maybe do something like that. i think it’ll definitely ease the pressure and make it fun for me again n also i could be more active.
summary: deans jealousy is too much for him and he can’t handle it anymore
word count: 5.4k
warnings: so many omg. | smut | fingering | the filthiest dirty talk | forced cream pie | y/n being restrained | dubcon | blackmail | dean lying and manipulating (just being a demon) | dean also killing y/n’s bf LOL | n probably so much more if i forgot anything important pls lmk! | not proofread :p
a/n: SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG I HAD TO REWRITE 3 WHOLE TIMES 🍅🍅🍅
enjoy! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
"hey.." you mumbled to dean as you walked into the kitchen to get some coffee "morning angel, how'd you sleep?" you heard a slight smirk in deans voice but paid no mind to it. "it was fine, thank you for asking. what about you?" you poured some vanilla creamer into your mug and finally turned around to face dean "like a baby" he smirked wider and soon a slightly awkward silence fell between you two. "so cas and sam are out for a couple days on a hunt.." dean trailed off, "oh yeah i know, i read the text this morning" you smiled sweetly and turned to leave but dean stopped you "wait, where are you going?" he stood from his chair and grabbed your wrist
"i need to get dressed" you stated and looked down at your shorts and oversized sleep shirt "i'm going out"
"oh.." dean mumbled "where? and with who?"
you took a step back and freed your arm from his grasp, confused on why he's pressing you with so many questions all of a sudden. "to hang out with some friends" you lied and dean searched your face for the truth "well i was hoping me and you can hang out, ya'know while we have the place to ourselves." you frowned a bit, feeling bad for dean but also not wanting to cancel plans last minute. "i won't be gone long so maybe when i come back we can watch a movie?"
"sure, i'll pick!" dean smiled excitedly and turned to sit back at the kitchen table. you gave him a half smile in return and left quickly to your room, finally letting out a breath once you shut your door. paying no attention to the heaviness in your chest and chalking it up to you and dean just being complete opposite supernatural beings. you weren't made with the thought of being friends with demons and neither was dean.
you got dressed in a flurry short white dress and some sneakers, you left your hair down and did some light makeup, grabbing your bag you left your room and knocked lightly on deans door. "dean? it's me" but there was no answer so you knocked again a bit harder this time. "deann!-"
"yes?"
you jumped, startled and turned around not expecting to see dean standing in a towel, dripping with water and radiating little wisps of stream.
you forced your eyes to stay on his face while ignored how flustered you are as you tried to explain "s-sorry. i was just.." you trailed off noticing dean had taken a few steps forward and is now reaching behind you, he pinned you between him and his bedroom door and your heart started to race but before you can overreact the door behind you popped open "excuse me" he pushed past you, his chest rubbing against yours for a second but long enough to have a small wet spot over your left tit.
"i don't mind if you wanna watch but what did you need?" he asked while getting a pair of jeans from the closet and a white shirt from his dresser. "oh! right, sorry. i was just gonna tell you that i'm gonna leave now and..maybe you should call sam and check in? y'know just to see if they're okay"
dean grabbed his phone from the nightstand and held it up "don't worry, i'm on it"
"okay..bye" you gave a small wave with a sweet smile that he mirrored before you left.
dean sighed as soon as you were out of view and threw his phone on the bed, having no intentions of calling sam or cas, at least for today. he dried himself off with the towel and quickly got dressed, pulling on his boots he grabbed his keys and left after you, wanting so desperately to see the person you chose over him.
about a week ago dean had installed a tracker inside of your phone so even if you are across the planet in a completely different country, dean will always know where you are. and lucky for him, you're only ten minutes down the street. he pulled up to the house and parked on the other side of the road. slouching down in his seat, he scanned through the windows trying to find you and when he did, he seen you in the upstairs bedroom, pinned against the wall making out with some guy.
almost instantly, anger and jealousy filled his entire body, he was shaking and gritting his teeth and clenching his jaw and about three seconds away from breaking down the front door and ripping that kids tongue out of his mouth. but he paused, and took a few moments to collect himself and calm down using a breathing technique that sam taught him. if he goes in now and does that in front of you, you may never forgive him..but also, you're choosing this kid over dean so you kinda deserve it.
deans eyes were glued to you both and the longer he stared the angrier he got.
you just don't get it. you don't understand the lengths that he'll go for you, whatever it takes to make you happy and please you, he'll do. he'll go to hell and back a thousand times over again if you wanted him too. he'll die and kill for you at your command, but you'd rather get slobbered on by some squeaky voiced collage kid.
what can he do for you that dean can't do and do it 10x better?
the kid's not even in the same league as him and dean's not a second choice, not now, not ever but definitely not now. but you've made your choice, you just made the wrong one.
finally, he managed to pull his eyes away from the both of you, slouching down further in his seat he started to feel sick to his stomach. it twisted with anger and jealousy and an insane amount of betrayal, he felt nauseous.
dean stood, parked in that same spot and watching the window for hours. the temperature had dropped, the sun set and dark grey clouds are starting to roll in. by now dean was bored, hungry and tired and the only thing fuelling him is his pure hatred and rage. he was aimlessly scrolling on his phone when he heard a door slam, looking up he saw your boyfriend pulling on a hoodie and walk down his driveway to the sidewalk. hm..
excitement flipped in deans stomach as a million things ran through his mind. where is he going? are you alone? would you put up a fight if he just walked in the house, threw you over his shoulder and took you back home? ...should he follow him? before dean can really make up his mind, he found himself getting out of his car and going to the trunk, picking out a hunting knife and tucking it away in his belt, using his shirt to hide the rest. if dean takes out the problem, then there wont be a problem anymore, right?
keeping a good amount of distance, dean followed him to the corner gas station that he past earlier. he watched him go in and used this time to scan the area, thankfully its empty except for dean, your boyfriend, and the cashier that looks stoned out of his mind. still staying in the shadows, dean stood by the entrance and grabbed his knife, waiting impatiently for your boyfriend to finish buying his snacks and as soon as he stepped foot outside, dean grabbed him in a headlock and dragged him to the back alley
"hey hey! wait just take anything you want please!" your boyfriend screamed and tried wiggle away. dean has him pinned against the wall with his arm firm across his chest and the knife in his other hand held dangerously close to his neck. he laughed "yeah, i plan to but first give me your phone" fear and confusion was in your boyfriends eyes but still he nodded and frantically reached around in his pockets, shoving his phone in deans hands.
"did you touch her?"
"w-what? who?!" dean groaned and smacked your boyfriend upside the head "don't play dumb with me" your boyfriend cried out and tried again to get away, "please! the only women i've ever touched was my girlfriend" deans lip quivered and he growled "how?" he spat, his face inches away from your boyfriends. "it-it was only a little bit, just one finger but she-she didn't like it so i stopped, i swear i did. i didn't touch her after that"
dean narrowed his eyes and looked down at your boyfriends trembling hand "with that hand?" he nodded, letting out a small whimper. dean grabbed his wrist roughly, outstretching his arm. lifting the knife he turned to face your boyfriend and... ding! your phone went off, finally. rushing over to the nightstand you grabbed it to see a text back from your boyfriend.
"hey, everything okay?"
"sorry babe, ran into some old friends and gonna get some drinks. you should head home and i'll call you tomorrow"
you reread the text over and over again, feeling hurt, angry and confused. not bothering to text him back you gathered all your things, shoving them roughly in your bag. you leave the room and stormed out of the house, using your wings to get home in an instant.
"dean!" you called out as you pushed the heavy metal door open. "i'm home!" you sniffled, keeping your emotions under control, you walked down the steps into the war room and set your bag on the table.
you didn't notice at first but after a double take, you seen the whole table was covered in printed out photos of you. picking one up, you brought it closer to see it was a still of you touching yourself last night from some type of security camera.
you gasped and scrambled to gather all the papers, walking into the library only to see every table filled with dozens more photos.
you don't even know how to react right now. did anyone see them? who did this? where is dean? so many questions ran through your head and you were lost on what to do. why is this happening?
"angel.." a deep voice spoke from the corner of the room. your head snaps up to see dean, stretched out on the armchair, a whiskey in hand and a bloodied knife in the other to match his even more bloodier clothes.
"dean! what did you do?" you gasped. "d-did you take this picture?" he smirked at you mentioning the picture "yes i did, i also killed your boyfriend. thanks for lying to me earlier, by the way."
"wha-what? n-no. no you didn't because he just texted me sayi-" he cut you off, holding up your boyfriends phone "no angel, i texted you"
the realization that dean's being 100% serious hit you and you started to sob, "why?!" you yelled. "you shouldn't have picked him over me." he replied plainly. you choked out another sob and looked around the room again, the pictures surrounding you.
"oh and i called sam and cas earlier like you asked me to, they'll be home soon" he muttered and took a sip of his whiskey. horror flashed in your eyes and you scrambled to grab all the photos before sam and cas sees them.
"you won't clean them up in time.." dean spoke but you ignored him, crumbling the papers in your hands. "there's tons more all around the bunker. i hid them in all kinds of different rooms and places. places only cas would look, rooms only sam would go in..." he trailed off. at first you ignored him again, thinking he's just trying to push you over the edge. but the more you thought, the more you couldn't risk it, even if he is lying. you paused and dropped the wad of crumbled lewd photos in defeat.
"what do you want?"
"what makes you think i want anything?"
"because demon or not, you can't be this sadistic for shits and giggles. obviously you want something and i'll give it but you have to promise to throw away every picture."
he looked over you for a few more seconds before standing up to his full height and downing the rest of his whiskey. he walked up to you with a sly look on his face "deal" he held out his hand for you to shake. to which you did but, right before you pulled your hand back, dean gripped your hand and tightened a cuff around your wrist. the action being so quick and swift, your brain couldn't process what was happening until both of your wrist were cuffed behind your back. "dean? what are you doing?!" you squirmed and grunted, struggling to break the cuffs. "don't hurt yourself, angel. you're not getting out till i say so" he said lowly in your ear and grabbed the chain that was connecting your wrists, tugging it and pulling you backwards towards the chair he was sitting on. "what are you doing?" you asked again, a bit more calmer this time despite your heart beating out of your chest and the twisted feeling in your stomach.
"sit" he sat down in the chair and spread his thighs wide, patting his leg and looking up at you. but you stood, "tell me what you're doing first" he let out a small sigh and poured himself another whiskey. he wedged his leg in between yours and hit the back of your knee with his knee, causing you to lose balance. again with swift movements dean grabbed your hips, pulling you towards him making you straddle him.
"you're so beautiful" he mumbled, looking up at you and brushing a stand of hair behind your ear. his hands softly trailed down your neck, over your tits, down your stomach and finally stopping at your thigh and giving it a hard squeeze. "dean.." you whimpered, squirming under his touch. "shh angel, you gonna keep your promise?"
"wh-what are you asking me to do?.." you asked in a quiet voice, dean being only a couple inches away from you barely heard you. it was clear what he wanted but you couldn't wrap your head around it. he let out a deep chuckle and placed a soft kiss under your chin. he hooked his fingers under the straps of your dress and pulled them off your shoulders, tugging your dress down to your waist and exposing your tits for him. "i'm telling you to stay still"
without warning, dean squished your tits together and buried his face into your pillowy flesh. "god, you smell amazing, like cherries" you whimpered and squirmed at the feeling of his scruffy beard poking at your sensitive skin.
a gasp left your lips and your eyes widened when you felt him bite down on your nipple. "dean!" you cried out. "wait, wait!" you pulled back and so did he. "i'm a..this vessel and me are.." you trailed off hoping he'd get the hint but instead you looked at you with an amused eyebrow. "i'm.. a virgin"
"maybe you've never been fucked before, but i wouldn't play the whole innocent virgin card right now." the hand that was resting on your thigh snuck between your legs and is now rubbing softly up and down your clothed pussy, while the other is tangled in your hair. "i seen you earlier today at your boyfriend- sorry, ex boyfriend's house. i was all the way across the street and heard you moaning as if it was in my ear. i'm pretty sure the whole block heard."
your hips started to move to match deans fingers and you let out a small whisper. shame and embarrassment washed over you but still your body gave in to the pleasure. "i-we-nothing happened, we just- we tried but it didn't work"
"what do you mean?"
"when i'm..alone with myself i'm fine, but when i was with him..i had difficulties.."
"your pussy couldn't get wet for him?" he laughed "you don't seem to be having that difficulty with me" he smirked, feeling your wetness seep through your lace panties. he applied more pressure and started rubbing circles over your clit.
"dean, can you be honest with me for a second?"
"of course."
"did you really kill him?"
"nah, i went to party store, bought some fake blood and poured it all over me" he said in full sarcasm. "of course i killed him. he couldn't even make you wet and honestly, it sounds like i did you a favour"
tears welled up in your eyes when you seen how serious dean was. how can someone just do that!? demon or not, he's a psychopath. though, as much as you try to ignore it, you were struggling with how to break up with him..and now you're not.
"angel, if you wanted to get fucked so badly you should've just came to me." he hooked his finger under your panties and pulled them to the side, rubbing his fingers up and down your pussy. your breath hitched in your throat, and you were amazed at how wet he made you. but still your tried to ignore it. "he would've never made you this wet, or made you feel this good. he'd still be struggling with you and you'd still be giving me a show every night in your room." his finger tips circled your entrance and without warning, he plunged two thick fingers into your tiny hole.
you gasped and fell forward against him, the stretch burned and your walls couldn't help but flutter around him. you squeezed your eyes shut and bit your lip to hide your whimpering. "forget about him" he started to slowly thrust his fingers. "and stop ignoring me. i know it feels good, just stop fighting it" his words were soft and felt sincere. the more he thrust his fingers the harder it was to keep quiet and not melt into his touch.
the pain of his fingers splitting you open started to ease into pleasure and you let out a soft moan against his shoulder. dean pulled you back by your hair and looked up at you "that's my girl, such pretty moans" he shoved his fingers in deeper and started to curl them against your g spot. burying his face into your tits again, his mouth latched on to your nipple, sucking and biting it while twisting and pinching at the other one. you threw your head back and moved your hips to meet his thrusts, moaning out again. "th-this doesn't make it o-kay ya'know" you panted out. "you don't seem to have a problem with it. you're practically fucking yourself on my fingers, i'm barely even moving my hand." he pointed out and added "also you're gonna cum soon, you're squeezin' the fuck outta my fingers. fuck its so tight, i can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock." your pussy fluttered at his filthy words, not used to hearing them in general let alone being muttered in your ear by dean winchester. the thought of him shoving his cock inside you and using you like a toy played in your head.
dean let out a sadistic chuckle and sped up once again, pushing his fingers in deeper and hitting them against your g spot faster. almost instantly you felt all the pleasure build in your stomach and you let out a loud moan. "dean, i'm gonna-"
before you can finish your sentence dean pulled his fingers out, popping them into his mouth and licking them clean. "dean!" you whined out, your legs still shaking. "fuck, you taste so good" his eyes fluttered shut as he groaned out, ignoring your desperation.
"dean, please?" you asked in a small shy voice, trying to get his attention but instead he pulled you off of him and bent you over the table, smushing your face against the dirty pictures of yourself. "begging for it now? just a few minutes ago you couldn't even look at me" he laughed out, pulling your panties down to your ankles and lifting your dress, exposing your ass and glistening pussy to him.
he crouched down "you have such a pretty pussy angel." his hot breath fanned over you making you flinch. you felt his lips leave tiny kisses, nips and hickeys all over your soft skin. he gripped your thigh hard and sunk his teeth in even harder until he tasted blood. the sharp pain only lasted for a few seconds but still, you whined out in pain and he licked over the bite mark to sooth it.
"my dicks leakin' just lookin at you" his dirty words went straight to your pussy and made you clench. "you like that, huh?" he started to palm himself through his jeans and with his other hand, he spread your lips open and gently toyed with your clit. "you like hearing how hard you make me?"
"please" you whimpered, still desperate for release and now even more wet from deans teasing. "tell me what you want. beg for it" he demanded, moving his hands to squeeze and massage your ass and thighs.
being an angel, you don't feel comfortable begging for sex, nor do you feel comfortable saying what you're so desperate for out loud. but your pussy is aching for him, bad. the human part wants to give in but the angel part is saying no.
"n-no.." you said in the most unconvincing way possible.
it was silent for a few seconds before you heard a loud smack and felt a hot stinging pain on your right ass cheek. "beg"
"dean i-i can't i'm-"
another smack. this time was harder causing you to flinch and yelp. "beg for my cock, angel" your ass was red, hot to the touch and stung so bad though, your so wet and needy that you can feel your juices about to drip down your thighs any second now. "i wanna hear your sweet voice say it." he softly and gently rubbed over the bruise that was started to form. you hesitated again, opening your mouth but nothing came out except a defeated whimper.
another hard smack. "it's humiliating!" you yelled out as his hands made contact with your skin
dean lightly placed a few kisses over the bruise before unexpectedly licking a stripe up your pussy. "that's the point" he muttered, using his thumbs to spread your lips apart and shaking his head side to side to get deeper. "fine. i'll force it out of you" he sucked your clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it and circling your entrance with his middle finger.
the sounds of dean eating you out turned you on even more as you moaned out, panting his name. your started to subconsciously grind yourself on deans face. his soft lips, skilled tongue and sharp stubble all felt amazing. finally he pushed his finger in, thrusting it in and out painfully slowly. "feels good?" dean pulled away and asked. you nodded and let out a whiny and pathetic "mmhm-!"
"seems like you like my fingers better" he added another one but went even slower this time. he latched his mouth on to your clit and started spelling his name with his tounge, you couldn't help but moan out and arch your back. dean groaned into your pussy, savouring your taste. he sped up his fingers and tounge, quickly bringing you close to cumming again. "yes, yes, yes!" you panted out and squeezed your eyes shut, your legs started trembling and right before your were about to flood deans mouth, he pulled away.
"no! please" your whined, out of breath and so beyond sexually frustrated "pleaseee."
dean stood up and undid his belt and jeans, pulling them down just enough so his hard cock can spring free and hit against your clit, which caused you to shiver "dean" you mumbled again. you felt his hands travel up from your ass over your back and finally in your hair, he grabbed a fistful and pulled your head back to shove his two fingers in your mouth making you taste yourself. "it's like candy huh? so sweet and addicting" as he spoke, he pumped himself a few times and slowly ran his tip up and down your folds, pushing just a bit at your entrance. "beg"
your eyes fluttered closed at the slight pleasure. your will power is the lowest it's ever been after being teased and played with for what feels like hours. your pussy ached for him and you felt lightheaded, the only thoughts you have are of dean and his cock and how bad you want him. "dean please just..i want it"
"want what?"
"i want your cock! fuck me just please fuck me!" you shouted, on the verge of tears and unable to take the teasing anymore, also completely forgotten about all the shame you've felt earlier. you're desperate at this point, pussy juice was dripping down your thighs and your clit was swollen. your legs trembled and you ached for him so bad, you felt like you could cry. "please." you whined out, arching your back even more and shaking your ass a little.
"i love hearing those filthy words come from your pretty lips. it turns me on so much" he practically moaned from behind you as he aligned himself with your entrance, starting to slowly push the tip in. you gasped at the slight stretch and squirmed underneath him, "ahh, wait! i-i don't think it'll fi-"
"i'll make it fit, just stay still" he grabbed the chain connecting your hands and pressed hard into your lower back. with his other hand, he grabbed his cock, holding it in place and shoved his full length into you.
a mix of a wince and a moan left your mouth. sucking in a sharp breath at the stinging pain, you squeezed your eyes shut and before you knew it, tears were streaming down your cheeks and you were choking out small sobs. the pain, teasing and over stimulation was just too much, it was almost torture.
"are you crying?" he asked and tugged on the chain. "n-no.." your voice shaky and giving you away. dean laughed and reached to brush the hair away from your face and softly stoked your cheek. "don't cry baby, it's only gonna make me wanna fuck you even harder" he lightly smacked your face and leaned down quickly to say "if your gonna cry, just cry. don't try to hide it. you're making me leak so much." in your ear. he didn't even fuck you yet and your so mentally fucked out you just nodded and sniffed.
dean started to move his hips but you haven't fully adjusted yet. clenching uncomfortably around him you whined in pain, feeling so heavy and full and like he's splitting you open, you may even be bleeding a bit.
and you were but without you realizing, dean swiped his thumb along where you and him were connected and tasted it. humming slightly to himself at the taste of your sweet virgin blood.
"i know it hurts angel, but you're so good at taking it." he moaned out. his free hand going to your waist, he started to pull you back onto him, essentially using you as a sex toy. he pulled you almost all the way off of him, leaving the tip in and then shoving his full length inside you again, the head of his cock pushing hard against your cervix. "hmm! dean!" you moaned out, the pain still there but you started to find pleasure in it.
he pulled out and shoved back in a few more times, trying to get you used to his size, before pulling all the way out "turn over"
"what? i-i ca-" before you finished your sentence, dean grabbed your leg and flipped you over on your back, trapping your arms underneath you and positioning your legs on his shoulders. dean spread your legs open a bit farther and licked over your whole pussy for a few seconds before shoving his cock back in and giving you no time to adjust before he started to buck his hips into you.
almost instantly you started screaming, your whole nervous system buzzed with pleasure and ecstasy. your brain became much and your pussy became a waterfall. your juices and deans pre cum mixed and left a creamy ring around the base of his cock and filled the rooms with wet squelching sounds. being so overwhelmed, you felt your tears come back and you sobbed out "fu-ck me harder, please it feels so good!"
"what feels good angel?"
"your cock.. please just harder!" you begged, not even realizing what you're saying.
dean obeyed, gripping your thighs hard and snapping his hips into you even harder. his heavy balls slapped against your ass and his tip smashed up against your cervix. "like this?"
"hmmph!" was all you can say and you whined and moaned and panted, mumbling a series of "yes!", his name and small comments of encouragement.
"wow, you really do like this. who knew my sweet angel likes to get fucked like a whore" he smirked, chuckling. "well, i knew" he mumbled, referring to the security camera that's he put in your room.
not even hearing his comment, you're too busy focusing on how good his cock is making you feel, your eyes are rolling in the back of your head and your practically drooling. "dean-!" your walls fluttered around him as you felt all the pleasure build in your tummy, your breath became even more ragged than it already is.
"you gonna cum?" you nodded eagerly with furrowed eyebrows. "please can i? no tricks" you pleaded, desperately needing this. "no tricks baby, cum all over my cock" as soon as he finished speaking, the band in your tummy snapped and your eyes glowed blue. a heavy wave of pleasure crashed through your body in waves, causing you to spasm and tremble on his cock that was still fucking you hard and fast. "dean!! yes yes yes! fuck! hmph! oh my g-"
"you make the most prettiest faces when you cum. ugh god, those sounds too. i almost just came" he spoke after a few seconds.
"dean.." you said still out of breath "you can't come in me"
he looked down at you genuinely confused. "why not?"
"it's..bad if i get pregnant.."
"you wanna? i think it'll be cute. fill you up and get your stomach so big and swollen with my baby."
"dean-" he pushed your legs together and then pushed your knees up to your chest, leaning forward and driving his cock deep into your pussy at an insane speed. with this new position, he feels so much deeper and heavier inside you, and you feel so much tighter. it feels so good you completely forgot all about what you were just talking about.
"fuck, baby" he panted. "i'm gonna cum" still fucking you hard, deans eyes flashed black as he growled out, shooting rope after rope of hot white thick cum all over your walls and against your cervix.
the feeling of deans cum shooting inside you sent you after the edge, you were still so sensitive and not evens two seconds later, you eyes glowed blue again and your walls fluttered around him and you milked his cock for every last drop of cum.
"fuck, your pussys amazin'" he groaned out and pushed his hair back with his hand, still fucking your but much slower and deeper, wanting to fuck the cum as deep inside you as it can go. "so much better then i imagined. i wanna be buried inside you all day"
after a few more moments for the both of you to catch your breath, dean pulled out and immediately went to pull your underwear up. "each drop you waste, i'll refill it in your mouth" you nodded, seeing in his face that he's fully serious.
he stood up to his regular height and fixed your dress back on your body and then finally he reached in his pocket for the key and uncuffed you, he also placed a soft kiss on top of both your wrist.
"dean, was sam and cas really on their way home?"
"no, i lied" he laughed "they found a vamp nest, gonna take it out tomorrow morning"
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ok chat i finally finished writing it’s GOOD I DONT NEED TO REWRITE 😭 but i gotta decorate for my nephews birthday so im gonna post i just don’t know when def today tho
luna u are naturally the best writer here, im some kinda sommelier of smuts and i can say u are the nastiest slutiest dirtiest writer in the best way idk u just natural
omgg this is the best compliment thank you <3 !! i try
