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Rainy Nights - Single!Jensen x Reader (Smutty Drabble)

A/N: Birthdays are meant for trouble. Today is no exception. For my birthday, the theme is smut. So, send in your smutty drabbles/one shots, head canons, favorite works from other writers, etc. Let’s make getting older fun. Love you all <3

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demon!dean x reader teaser

“Oh you’re gonna be so much damn fun to play with.” He breathed heavily throwing you against the wall. He let his fingers stroke down your cheek as explosive shivers travelled your spine while his other hand sneaked its way up your skirt.

“And here I was thinking I’d be fucking you up tonight.” You watched as the tip of the knife pressed tight against his skin, a small drop of blood slowly rolling down the blade. The sight of it had you attempting to swallow your delight but the man stood before you had you captivated. He wasn’t afraid of the pain or being hurt - in fact, he seemed to be relishing in it - and that seemed to just fuel your desire even more.

“What are you?” You managed to ask amidst your lust, your knife still prodding into his neck.

“I’m your worst fuckin’ nightmare.”

“I really doubt that.”

Dropping his hand to his neck, he knocked your knife away so carelessly as his fingers smeared against his wound before pulling them away. His eyes flickered away from yours momentarily noticing the claret staining the tips before a wide smirk appeared across his lips.

“Shit. Maybe you’re mine sweetheart.”

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Which One Of Us Is Really A Monster? (Mini S10 Rewrite Part Three of Three)

Summary: The reader has been in love with Dean Winchester for long as she can remember. When he dies and comes back as a demon, she believes she is the only who can pull him back from the edge. Dean makes a bargain with the reader. He’ll go back with her to the bunker and become a human again…if she becomes a demon for a short time. She agrees. But what happens if her plan backfires and she likes raising a little hell? Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader (Series Rewrite Setting) Warning: Spoilers for 10.03 “Soul Survivor”, Demon!Dean, mentions of violence. Word Count: 5,584.

Part One | Part Two

Today offically marks my 25th birthday, so I decided to finally finish the third part to this little rewrite that I had started over a month ago. I know the ending sucks…I wrote this all in a day (it’s now one a.m. and I need to be up soon) and I just wanted this done. I hope you guys have enjoyed this little project. I sure enjoyed doing it!

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His Other Side

Jack Kline x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: smut with some fluffiness. Not much plot to it.

You stared at Jack from over your computer, noticing his uneasiness. He shifted in his seat every thirty seconds or so, mostly keeping his eyes on the tablet Sam had gotten him a week earlier. But, every once in a while, his soft blue gaze lifted up to you, hovering for just a moment before lowering again. He was usually one of the most composed being you ever met. So, the odd behavior caught your attention pretty quickly.

“Jack, is everything okay?” You lowered your laptop and studied the sweet Nephilim. The two of you had become fast friends, despite Dean’s lack of faith in the young half-angel. But, once the whole team was on board with him sticking around, things seems to be going smoothly around the bunker.

Which meant that you knew Jack’s quirks. And this just wasn’t normal for him.

“Jack? Hey, dude. I asked you a question.” You lifted slowly from your chair as he finally looked back up at you. “Are you alright?”

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The Handbook For Men (Connor x Reader)

Request: Could i get 1 and 180 for Connor please?

Word Count: 1.6k+

A/N: I love making Gavin the one asshole friend that reader goes to in times of need also aLMOST 500 FOLLOWERS WHAT I LOVE YOU ALL

Warnings: Mild Swearing, Suggestive (towards the end ;))

#1: “Give me a chance.” #180: “You have no idea what you do to me.”

Connor had been avoiding you lately and you didn’t understand why. Usually, he’d be up in your face, constantly asking questions about the case or sometimes even about yourself. At first, it irked you considering the fact it was distracting you from your work which led to Fowler scolding you. But, after a while you grew to love chatting with the android. When he mentioned liking dogs, you made it your mission to tell him about the fluffballs you’ve seen while driving on the way to work each day. You enjoyed how his eyes literally sparkled when you told him about a dog in a purse.

But, now things were - different. He never spared even a glance your way anymore. The only person he talked to was Hank (and occasionally Gavin when he absolutely had to). You tried your best to get his attention, even bringing photos of dogs you found on the internet to talk about. He didn’t even care about that. He just gave you a thin-lipped smile before telling you he really needed to finish working. When Connor entered the same room you were in, he would immediately turn around, not bothering to be subtle about it. Well, he didn’t exactly know how to be subtle anyway but still. Work wasn’t fun anymore. You had to drag yourself out of bed to take on the day with nothing to look forward to.

Now, you sat in the break room, moping in front of a cup of cold coffee.

“Wow, you look like shit.” Said a voice to your right as they approached you to take a seat.

You looked up from your cup of liquid, seeing the face of the one person no one could stand seeing.

“Thanks, Gavin.” You sighed, rolling your eyes and resting your head on your hand. “You always know how to make a girl feel great.”

Gavin gave you a cheeky grin and a wink. “In more ways than one.”

You pretend gagged, not wanting to have that kind of imagery in your head.

He took a sip from his own cup of bean water, smacking his lips. “So, what’s got you all smiles and rainbows?” He joked, nudging you.

Frowning, you traced the rim of your mug with a finger. “Well, Connor- “

“Fuck no. Never mind.” Gavin got up at the mention of the name, ready to leave the conversation.

You grabbed his arm, giving him the best puppy eyes one could muster. “Can you please listen to my rant?”

The man perked up at the word ‘rant’. “You’re complaining about the tin can?” Sitting back down, he scooted as close as he can, ready to pay attention. “Now, that’s a new one.”

You weren’t necessarily complaining about Connor per say. You just wanted to understand why he was acting the way he was. Although, it did feel nice to get this stuff off your chest. He made snide comments throughout the time but still listened to what you had to say. You explained to Gavin how Connor started to ignore you after getting close to him.

He stopped you right after you said that, throwing his hands up in front of him. “So, the dickwad is distancing himself after getting close to you?”

You nodded, interested in what he thought of it.

He groaned, rubbing his face. “This isn’t happening.” He whispered to himself.

You made a puzzled face at what he said. “What?”

Gavin didn’t understand how you couldn’t see it. It was blatantly obvious what Connor’s intentions were. He held up his index finger in front of your face. “Rule number one of the ‘Handbook for Men’,” He started before you cut in.

“Handbook for Men? What kind of- “

He made shushing noises with his mouth, stopping you. “Shut the fuck up and let me finish. Rule number one of the ‘Handbook for Men’ is that when a girl makes you feel something, you distance yourself.” He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “Men don’t ‘fall in love’. It ties them down. They need to be free. It also keeps things interesting. Makes the girls come running to them.”

You were even more confused than before you said anything to Gavin. “That sounds like something you would do. Connor’s not an ass like you. He actually cares about people’s feelings for your information.” You said, regretting even talking to the man.

Gavin smirked, leaning forward, resting his arm on his knee. “You’re wondering about the piece of plastic all the time, right?”

He got you there.

He threw his hands up, shrugging. “But, what the fuck do I know? I’m only an ass like you said. I know nothing about men.” He got up from the table before raising his cup at you, winking. “Obviously.” Gavin took one last swig of his coffee, throwing it in the trash can and leaving the break room.

Slumping in your chair, you didn’t know what to do anymore. Maybe Gavin was right. Surprisingly. Connor could be avoiding you to avoid his own emotions (because avoiding you just to make you come running back to him didn’t seem like something he would do). The break room was empty, and you silently wished it stayed that way. You just wanted to be left alone with your thoughts.

Click!

The sound of the door handle being turned brought you back to reality. Swiveling around, you were met face-to-face with the android your thoughts were occupied with.

Connor paused when he noticed you sitting at the table. You saw his LED turn red at the sight before him. Maybe he didn’t have certain emotions for you. He could just hate you. But, why? That’s what you wanted to know.

“Oh, I apologize (Y/N). I must’ve walked into the wrong room. I’ll be going now.” Connor mumbled, moving to shut the door.

“Like hell you are.” You shot up from your seat, practically diving towards the door. You slammed it before he could leave, your body blocking his path.

Connor stared at you, taking a couple of steps back. He wasn’t expecting you to be here. He made sure to map out your schedule, so he knew when to avoid you. But, he realized that he wasn’t going to get out of this one. “(Y/N), if you’ll please-“

“Oh, no. You are not going anywhere until you tell me why you’ve been avoiding me!” You hissed, making sure not to draw in any attention from people outside the room. The android looked to the side, not wanting to look at you. The action made you even angrier. “You won’t even look at me! What happened to you?” You pleaded, getting no response. “Why do you hate me now?”

Connor’s gaze snapped back at you, eyes wide. “I do not hate you!” He corrected, taking a step towards you.

You glared at him. “What? That makes no sense! You don’t avoid someone the way you did if you don’t hate them!” You were practically pulling at your hair in frustration.

He went quiet, not wanting to tell you the real reason.

You crossed your arms, beckoning him to explain his actions. “Well? Spit it out!”

“You will not comprehend the meaning behind my actions.”

“Try me.”

Connor looked at you, a troubled look dawning on him. He slowly approached you until there was little space between your bodies. “I was not avoiding you because I hated you, it was because I- “

He paused, looking everywhere but you. You did your best to make your head follow his eyeline, so his attention was on you and only you. “…It was because I cared for you. More than a machine like me should.” He finally said, looking at the way your eyebrows raised in surprise.

Your mouth fell slightly open. “The ‘Handbook for Men’ was right.” You whispered quietly.

You owed Gavin an apology.

Connor furrowed his eyebrows, not quite hearing what you said. “Excuse me?”

You shrugged it off, laughing nervously. “N-Nothing. Why didn’t you tell me this before?” You asked, filled with curiosity. Granted you were excited this was happening but this was playing out very differently than you imagined.

“My…feelings were not natural. I couldn’t pursue these emotions knowing what I was.” Connor looked to the floor in embarrassment. “No matter how badly I wanted to.”

A light blush spread across your face as you listened to his explanation. Before you could stop yourself, you rested a hand over his chest, feeling the synthetic heartbeat move a bit faster than normal. “Your feelings are perfectly natural, Connor.” You looked up at him before adding, “And you have every right to pursue them.” Leaning up, you kissed the spot right next to his lips. “Give me a chance.” You whispered, less than an inch away from him.

The android watched your movements in wonder. He hesitated to bring his lips to yours. What other emotions would ensue if he did? He didn’t know if he was ready. But, then he saw your eyes. A beautiful shade of (E/C) and he knew he was hooked. The pause continued, both waiting for the other to make the first move. Connor decided that enough was enough and he closed the small gap between you. All his pushed down emotions came to light through this one kiss. You were so close that your teeth were practically clashing. Your hands shot up to the back his head as his wrapped themselves around your torso. You don’t think a human could even match up to the passion that Connor held for you. His hands grabbed your waist, lifting you up off the ground as he led you to the counter. He sat you down on top of it before he stepped back, breaking the kiss. The man watched as your chest heaved up and down with a prominent blush across your face. He loved it and he loved you. Connor’s hand went up to his tie, loosening it as he stepped towards you again.

“You have no idea what you do to me.”

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Could i request 56 with Connor? I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS SO FAR

Prompt 56: “Are you flirting with me?”

Note: Thank you so much anon!! I’m glad you guys like and enjoy reading what I post. It makes me so happy :D I wish I could play the game but right now, your girl don’t have $100 to spare to go buy it *crying while laughing* xxx

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Dear parents, if your son/daughter is looking down at their electronics devices and smiling it does not mean that they have a boyfriend/girlfriend. It just means they are looking at sexy motherfucking gifs/pictures of Connor

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I never did get to show her…

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Teach me how to kiss.

// After watching a romantic movie, Jack grows curious and asks you to teach him how to kiss.

“Hey Y/N.” You looked up, your eyes meeting soft blue ones. A smile automatically forming on your lips.

It happened a lot while you were around him and you had no idea why. No one else had ever had this effect on you. Not even the boyfriend you had when you were fifteen. Being a Winchester, you were always easily able to conceal your emotions, it was part of the job that you had adopted into your everyday routine. But there was something about Jack that made you face light up like a Christmas tree when you were near him.

Of course you never told your brothers how you felt. They would freak out.

You could have always confided in Cas but he had the unfortunate tendency of telling Sam and Dean everything.

“Hey Jack, what’s up?” An awkward smile appeared on his face and you couldn’t help but raise a curious brow as he closed your bedroom door and walked closer towards you.

“I erm… I have a question.” You innocently patted the empty side of your double bed and set down the lure book you were reading.

Taking a hint, Jack moved closer but refused to sit so you decided to stand up and walk closer to him. Smiling as his cheeks heated up due to your close proximity.

Curiosity was eating away at you. He had never blushed around you before.

“What is it?” You questioned, allowing your gazes to lock momentarily before looking away.

“I was watching a movie that was on the TV called ‘never been kissed’.” Well that was strange, you had never pegged Jack as a chick flick kind of guy but each to their own. Furrowing your eyebrows, you nodded at him to continue.

“I’ve never had a first kiss either and it got me thinking… I don’t know how to kiss. I’ve only ever seen it on TV.”

“Okay… and?” He wasn’t exactly explaining himself well.

He knew this but he didn’t know how to ask without it sounding weird.

“Well… I like you and I trust you.” Your heart rate began to pick up. You and Jack had always had a special bond, while your brothers were skeptical of him at the beginning, more so Dean, you had accepted him fully. That’s why Jack felt some comfortable around you.

“I was wondering if you could be my first kiss…” Your eyes widened slightly but he continued to speak. “… and maybe teach me how to kiss well.”

You looked at him in shock but it barley phased him as he grinned a toothy smile.

“You kissed someone before, haven’t you? You know what you’re doing and I really really want my first kiss to be you.” Your eyes met once again and you sighed. “I know first kissed are suppose to be special and your special Y/N.”

Finally you nodded and he thanked you honestly. Little did he know you had wanted to do this for months now.

Luckily for the two of you, your brothers had decided to go to the bar after coming home from a hunt and Castiel wasn’t back yet. This was probably the best time for the both of you to do it.

“Okay, well I don’t have as much experience as the boys but from what I know you lean in close.” You shuffled your body closer towards him, Jack’s eyes staring deep into your own and you didn’t dare break contact. He was asking you to teach him how to kiss, not to be his girlfriend. However neither of you could deny how right it felt to be so close to each other.

“And then softly close your eyes and press your lips against mine.” Once his eyelashes fluttered against his cheek you allowed yourself to smile and eventually felt your own eyes close.

The anticipation was eating you alive, but finally you felt his lips against your own. Neither of you confident enough to use your hands to pull the other closer.

Sparks flew and butterflies were flying around in your stomach. Nothing had ever felt so right in your entire life.

It barley last a couple of seconds and you both pulled back, looking at each other with a mixture of shock and desire.

“So… that’s kissing.” Nodding your head, a pink blush appeared on your cheek that mirrored Jack’s perfectly. “Well it was very enjoyable, I think I like it more than nougat.”

You laughed. Only Jack could say something like that after kissing a girl and seem utterly adorable. Maybe it was just you but you could hardly look at him without becoming a blushing mess. You always tried hard to hide it and you were sure you were doing a good job since no one ever questioned your emotions towards the boy. But now that you’ve kissed him, you knew it was going to become increasingly more difficult to hide your growing feelings.

“Is that all there is to it? It seems simple.” The Nephilim asked, his cheeks still rosey as he smiled and looked down shyly.

“I mean, there are different levels to it but that’s the basics.” You shrugged your shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal but the smile on your lips was sure to give away the way you felt about the situation.

“Would you teach me the other levels?” Seeing the hesitation in your eyes, Jack leaned forwards and gently lifted your chin up so you couldn’t avoid his curious gaze. “Please?”

It didn’t take long until you agreed. His small smile making your heart race as you did so.

“Okay, so just do what you did before, okay?” He nodded, nervously biting down on his lower lip. Once he stopped, he continued to look between your big eyes and plump lips and after closing his eyes, he obediently brought his face close to yours.

Instinctively you allowed your heavy eyes to close and brought your hand up to his shoulder and ran it down his arm, starting off slow. You pressed a few soft, gentle kisses to his pouty lips until it wasn’t simple pecking anymore, you slowly transitioned into locking lips with the boy causing your heart to race against your chest. It was beating so loud you were afraid Jack could hear it but if he did he gave no indication of it. You smiled sweetly and pulled away only briefly to take his hand in your own and move it to your waistline.

“You can touch me, okay?” He nodded slowly, resting his forehead against your own to catch a breath. “Remember to breath, if you need a break that’s fine but you can breath through your nose, you know.” He laughed and took another breath and once he had a comfortable breathing pattern, it didn’t take long for you to move your hand from his shoulder, up to the back of his neck and into his hair as you stood on your toes and kissed him once more.

You felt him relax against you, you giggled quietly as he smiled against your lips and squeezed your waist growing more comfortable with the situation. The moment became all the more intimate as he pulled you closer, your hands gently tugging at the silky soft strands of dark hair.

Once you were sure Jack was happy with the way things are going, you decided to test the waters by lightly running the tip of your tongue over his lower lip, smiling into the kiss as he hummed in satisfaction and tried to replicate your actions causing you pull him closer.

You were practically chest to chest when you pulled away to breath.

“You know, I heard you can breath through your nose.” Jack cheekily said, brushing a lock of hair away from your face as you opened your eyes and looked into his.

“Okay smart ass.” He laughed. After all, he had always loved your sarcastic ways. “Ready for the last step?” He nodded so you smiled.

You couldn’t believe this was about to happened, you’d dreamt about such things but never thought it would become a reality. Yet here Jack was, proving you wrong.

“Good…” you paused, brushing your thumb against his warm cheek and pressing a soft peck to his waiting lips. “Next time I run my tongue across your lip, open your mouth.” He furrowed his eyebrows and you laughed softly. “Trust me.”

“Always.” All you could feel was butterflies. This must be a dream.

Being as soft and gently as you could, you closer the gap between the two of you. Your lips lingered against his until he grew angsty and closed the small distance, claiming you as his own.

This time it was different.

It wasn’t gentle anymore.

It felt almost needy.

You allowed yourself to get lost in the moment, your fingers combing through his hair as his arms wrapped around you entirely, his hands rubbing up and down your back as the pair of you felt like you had become one.

Just as you allowed the tip of your tongue to move over his lower lip, Jack didn’t hesitate to open his mouth just enough for you. Once you had the access you wanted, you slipped your tongue in between his lips and gently ran it across his. The boy in your arms responded well, adjusting to the situation and copied your actions, moving his tongue against yours as the kiss grew needy.

Not having realised he had the initiative to do it, you felt yourself gasp as Jack pulled back to lightly nibble on you lower lip.

The kissing session lasted a few minutes longer until you heard the sound of the bunker doors opening, indicating your brothers had returned from their outing at the bar.

Heat had risen to your cheeks but you didn’t mind, especially when you looked over at Jack and realised the same had happened to him.

You felt him gently caress your cheek and press a lingering kiss to your lips before you decided to speak. “Did you like that?”

“I liked that. I like you. I would like to do that again.” He confessed causing you to smile. “I can understand why Dean is always kissing women now.”

You were about to reply but footsteps grew nearer your room causing whatever words you were about to say to become lodged in your throat. Panic soon took over your happy features. Your brothers weren’t fond on you dating anyone. You hated to think what they would do if they saw you kissing Jack. So to avoid the awkward conversation, you were quick to jump into your bed and pull Jack with you, opening the lure book and sitting it in between the pair of you as Sam walked in.

“Hey kids, there’s some pizza in the kitchen.” He spoke, constantly looking between you and Jack.

“Thanks Sammy… we’ll be down in a minute.” You replied, pretending to look at your notes while Jack smiled awkwardly at your big brother.

“Yeah well when you do, be sure to wipe the lipstick off Jack’s mouth will you?” He grumbled as he stepped closer to you, narrowing his eyes at Jack rather than you. “You guys aren’t allowed to stay alone together anymore… wait until I tell Dean!” You heard him say and before you could beg him not to, he walked out, sure to leave your bedroom door open in case anything else happened between you.

It didn’t take long until you heard your oldest brother’s voice booming down the halls.

“Jack, you son of a bitch. I’m going to kill you!”

// Credit to the creators of the gifs I’ve used.