(1/5) He doesn't do it often. John feels guilty enough leaving his boys alone so much; he hates leaving them when it's not critical for a hunt. But a man has needs, and every now and then he takes himself down to the sketchy parts of towns they visit, picks out something slim and pretty. Girls, always, and so what if half of them have sunkissed hair and big green eyes and the other half have brown hair (never the right eyes) and a sullen set to their mouths.
(2/5) He’ll spend a couple hours playing out his fantasies, and he tries to tell himself that it has nothing to do with the boys waiting for him to come home when he sweet talks the blondes into letting him fuck them raw, pays the brunettes extra to let him slap their faces and spank their asses glowing red. He’s gotten good at ignoring how he chooses brunettes after a blow-out fight with Sammy, blondes after seeing Dean walk through the motel with his shirt off and chest covered in bitemarks.
(3/5) John’s not sure who’s more surprised when the girl he pulls into an alley turns out to be a boy. Turns out to be Dean. Dean, looking terrified and angry, and John’s not used to that look when it’s not on Sam’s face. Dean stutters out an explanation, money gone too fast and the motel manager needs rent and Sam needs new shoes because his feet just don’t stop growing, and John almost makes himself hand over his hooker cash but his dick’s been aching for his boy and now…
(4/5) “You want to whore yourself out?” He throws folded bills at Dean, knows he’ll regret this later. “Get on your knees.” He half expects Dean to balk, punch him, take the money and walk away, anything but kneel down in the filth and unzip John’s pants, pull out his cock. Dean’s throat convulses around him, and his tear-filled eyes are prettier than any girl he’s ever bought, and John fucks into his mouth roughly.
(5/5) “You need more money, earn it from me,“ he says after he comes, when Dean has swallowed everything down and they’ve both straightened their clothes. John tells himself that he’s just keeping Dean safe, protecting him from the creeps he’s been selling himself to. And honestly, Dean doesn’t seem to object to this new arrangement, just says softly "don’t tell Sam.” (Ninni, I’m so glad you’re back! I missed you. This is a welcome back gift if you want it.)
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well, h e l l o. god damn, this is so painful&delicious. john’s guilt and want and fury. dean, ever so beautifully submissive for his father. sammy’s feet won’t stop growing&earning that money on his knees from john himself. just- nngh. this is where i’ll let my soul decay.
thank you, you wonderful human. this is perfect.