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i make myself laugh
dean to cas probably
destiel but they’re doing anything but kissing
a profound bond
destiel but make it yuri
Overstim dean 🤤🤤🤤🤤
He's lost count at this point, orgasm after orgasm. You started slow and loving but after while you decided that going slow wasn't really what he needed.
What he needed was to be taught a lesson on how not to make a bet on something he knew he was gonna lose.
Said bet being that, if he could cum seven times and still be able to form coherent and cohesive sentences (aka no brain mush) that you would never talk bad about his beloved music collection again.
Of course you both knew he would fail, he could barley handle three and that's without you whispering sweet nothings in his ear but alas, his pride wouldn't allow him to back down. So here you both are, dean on the verge of tears, which you always find hot, and you sitting sweetly next to him. Hand absolutely drench in sweat, pre-cum, and cum.
"I- shit baby please" Dean barley got out, forehead covered in sweat as one hand grabbing your wrist whilst the other digs into his naked thigh. It was a beautiful sight, not only because your winning a bet against him, you also just have a gorgeously pathetic man at your mercy. If you were to ask him to do absolutely anything for you, he would do it in a heartbeat.
Well maybe after he got cleaned up.
"I know baby, dont know what to do with that big brain of yours do you" He whined, a noise not often heard by you. It takes Dean a long time to act like this, emptyhead and vulnerable. It took much longer for him to show this side of him to you. Always focusing on the other's person's pleasure, never his own
You kept going faster and faster, edging him on but never keeping him there, it was a filthy sight. "S-shit w-wai-" he cut himself off with another loud moan, turning his head to this side in hopes for muffle the noises being made.
You kept going, refusing to slow down even after his protests. "You wanted this de, I'm just giving it to you" you said, condescendingly. You snaked your free hand up to Deans face, caressing his cheek as he leaned into the touch. So sweet you thought before bringing your fingers to his plush lips, lightly tracing his bottom one before inserting your middle and index finger inside his mouth.
He immediately start drooling, tongue coaxing both finger wet as he moaned. You could feel your own arousal dripping down your legs.
At this point he didn't care what he looked like, all he knew was that he felt good.
"P-pease I cnt" Dean slurred out, fingers hindering his speech as you continued, fingers going in deeper making him gag. Eyes rolling backwards. When you finally took them out, you had a thought and immediately acted on it.
There was rarely anything off the table for you both when it came to sex, naturally you've fingered him. It was a whiskey filled night when it happened and you both barley even remember it.
You brought both wet fingers down to his hole, circling it. Even if his brain was fried he knew what you were Implying. Giving you a quick ok in between moans and you slowly pushed in, breath hitching as you went deeper. Setting a neutral pace unlike the one you've set on his cock, the tip a bright red color.
"Last one last one" he pleaded as his hand grabbed your wrist, you decide to give him some form of mercy and let him cum just one more time. You started to speed up, finger pumping in and out as your layed your palm flat against the head of his dick, rubbing faster and faster.
"C-cummin- oh fuck oh fuck" he barley got out, thrashing around on the old motel bed as you curled your finger inside before taking it away. Leaving him empty and still wanting more, even after the amount of rounds y'all just went.
You quickly got up to go get a warm wet rag to clean him up with as he's definitely not able to shower right now.
"So I guess that means I win huh" you giggled while putting the rag on the night stand and leaning in for kiss.
"Shut up"
Okay so this is lwk ass BUT I just wanted this out of my drafts 🥲 uhhhmmm anyways dean I want you sexually.
no words just 2005 Dean Winchester