dean deserves to get dick down. he'd be the most whiniest and demanding bottom there is 🤤🤤 (keep the dean x m!reader fics pls 🥹)
anon just for you here's an excerpt of next chapter TRUST things will go your way
“I mean… you brought me here as your plus-one,” Dean grounds out, eyes glued to the floor. You roll your eyes and down the shot you bought him, which he’s refusing to drink, and fit a lime wedge between your teeth.
“I brought you because you said you wanted to get your dick wet, Dean,” You say, spitting out the lime and wrapping it in a crumpled napkin. Dean traces the small sheen of juice on your lip with his eyes, gaze heavy and obvious.
“That’s not fucking true.”
You shrug your shoulders, tense. “Is this because Alex is a guy?”
“What?” Dean sputters. “No! Of course not!”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“The problem is that all it takes for you to abandon me is some fucking pretty boy batting his lashes at you,” Dean spits. “And then you just walk away to get your dick sucked in a bathroom, of all the cliché fucking porno places.”
“So it’s not classy. So what?” You shout back. People are starting to turn and look. You find, with a wild sort of abandon, that you don’t care.
“So you should be paying attention to me!”
“Yeah, Dean? What? You gonna suck my dick?”
“I could!” Dean explodes. “Better than Mr. Ensemble 35-fucking-thousand, probably.”
“Within, like, fifteen seconds of us actually meeting, you clarified to me that you weren’t into guys.” You reply, voice scathing. “Now you’re going to get on your knees for me?”
“Because I’m not… I’m not fucking gay,” Dean yells. “It’s not like I want to marry you, Y/n. Grow the fuck up.”
“Yeah, my mistake,” You say roughly. “What the hell are you so scared of, Dean?”
“Nothing! It’s just sex!”
“I’m not looking to be your play thing, Dean,” You respond, inexplicably tired now.
“You’re not. Why are you getting so wishy-washy over a blowjob?”
“Alright, fine. If you want me to pay attention to you, you earn it. Can you do that for me? Be good?”
Dean’s silent for a beat, and you’re briefly worried that you took it too far.
“Yeah,” He says, voice gruff, “I can be good for you.”
“Then lead the way to that classic fucking porno place, Blondie. I’ll be there in a second. Try not to drown in the sink while you wait for me. You have a dodgy track record.”
“Yeah, fuck you.” Dean calls over his shoulder, already moving.
chapter one of THE DEEP END is here.
