deantrbl 11.18
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deantrbl 11.18
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you.will.knovv DEAN
New Single 2023.11.18 6PM KST
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penomadeincorea @woozico0914 you’re pretty .. ❤️
130 MOOD 第一世代 「 T R B L 」
these are super cool o:
I tried edit dean and jiho in harry potter universe, sorry for this uglies edits but i tried 😭
Just Dean’s adorable ass laugh
Boi I choked on my saliva HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I was skipping the insta story too fast and then I saw my boo here 😗😗♥️
home boy just staring straight into our souls
Also, in the last post you reblogged, the bottom-middle picture, makes me think a whole lot of things, and not one of them is holy
and ooof yess, i feel you... my thoughts are also not pure ;D
That was really hot! And good! I like your writing! And I was desperate for a new Dean fic, so thank you, it was awesome!!
thank you for taking the time to read and comment on it :3 i’ve been really wanting to get back into writing but i’ve been in such a funk lately so i literally wrote that in like 20 minutes and didn’t look back LOL
just a short warm up to try and get myself back into writing. enjoy ;)
“Come here, baby.”
You’re ripped from your sleep as you feel a warm grip on your thighs, pulling you forward and onto your boyfriend’s lap.
“Dean, I was napping,” you whine as your hands reach above your head to stretch the stiffness from your shoulders.
Dean watches your back arch on the couch as he quickly leans forward to hold your arms in place.
You raise a brow at his close proximity, inching your waist a little further up to catch his torso and wrap your legs around his waist.
“When I asked you to wake me up, I expected something sweet like a kiss on the forehead.”
Dean brushes his nose against yours and chuckles, a throaty sound that sparks something within you. He trails his lips across your cheek bone down to your jaw, where he nips the soft skin, slowly making his way towards your neck.
“Mmm,” you reflexively roll your hips into his and he exhales in response, causing him to push down into you with a force that has you pooling down below. “Don’t stop,” you whisper into his ear.
You throw your head back as he begins to lightly suck the nape of your neck, smoothing his tongue over the faint purple blossoms he leaves behind. He releases your arms and busies himself inside of your top, smoothing through the expanse of your skin, leaving no area untouched as you slowly grind your hips into his. Your own hands find their way under his shirt as you lightly run your nails down his back, sending a shiver down his spine.
His feathered kisses make their way to your collarbone, and further down, where he drags the collar of your tank top down below your breasts to take a bud in his mouth. You softly groan at his touch, relishing in the way his tongue swirls around your sensitive flesh.
Your shorts are hitched up your waist from your grinding, so you wiggle beneath him to slip them off as he continues to ensnare you with his tongue. Dean notices what you’ve done and doesn’t hesitate - he scoots back and leans down to quickly scoop you up with his mouth.
“F-fuck…” you jerk away from the sudden stimulation to your mound, but his strong hands grip your thighs and keep you in place. The way his head moves up and down only adds to the pooling heat between your legs.
Dean quickly finds your clit and circles it with his tongue, and the quick ministrations reflexively causes you to try and close your legs. But his hands stay firm on your thighs keeping them open, and you’re left to writhe in painful bliss beneath him.
You lose track of how long it’s been, but you can feel the small pangs in your lower back from how long you’ve been arched and the stiffness in your knees from being bent and held in place. Pleasure courses through you as Dean has now released one of your legs to slather his fingers in your arousal. He teases your entrance for a few seconds before suddenly pushing two digits into you and slowly repeating the motion.
The room is filled with your moans, which seem to be what keeps him going. You dare to look down at him to catch his eyes locked on you, clearly enjoying the show you’re putting on for him. His gaze tells you everything you need to know - and you’re ready to give it to him.
His fingers slip into you one more time as he sucks hard on your clit, and it’s enough to send you over the edge, falling, falling, falling, deeper into his gaze as he continues to hold you within it the entire way down.
“A-ahhh…” you reach the bottom of your fall and crash. Legs collapsing on the couch as Dean licks the rest of your arousal from his fingers.
He watches you for a while admiring you in your afterglow - hair splayed across the couch, sweaty strands sticking to your face, chest rising with each breath, your perky buds exposed and perked above your collar.
“That was hot,” he smirks at you, adjusting himself above you to caress your cheek as he pushes the strands of your hair from your face.
“Give me a minute,” your chest rises as you try to catch your breath, trying to compose yourself as light traces of his fingertips brush the skin across your waist. “You’re next.”
┊DEAN┊
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—dean in [burberry x gq korea] imagination
—dean in [burberry x gq korea] imagination
No matter what song I play
Crying has already filled your heart
And no song could save it
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