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~A/N: I've literally never seen a Dean Smith fic so yk i had to write one ;P I hope ya'll enjoy! Pls reblog if you like it! This will have 50 shades of grey vibes. Its going to go from Y/N POV, to DEANS POV, to second person.

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~Warnings: Smut w/slight plot ,VERY smutty, quite vulgar, Dom!Dean, Switch!Y/N, Degradation, Praise kink, Workplace romance, Spanking ,Choking ,Hair pulling , Light Bondage, Gagging ,Size difference,Low key misogynistic Dean(he is a jackass), Ditsy Reader

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Y/NS POV

I can’t believe it! Today is going to be my first day working for THE DEAN SMITH! He is such a powerful and well known business man. PLUS he is super fucking hot. That’s more so opinion than fact but they wouldn’t put an ugly man on the cover of people magazine. Yeah his hard work got him there but fuck…his looks.

All of a sudden a obnoxious beeping noise pulls me out of my daydream. I groan and roll over,trying to figure out where that noise is coming from. I realize it’s my alarm clock and my last alarm is going off. FUCK i’m going to be late! I JUMP out of bed and run to the dryer. Yesterday when I received the call that i got the job i was…shocked to say the least. I feel like i came off very ditsy and disorganized ,something most people wouldn’t want in a secretary. But somehow ,I was what they were looking for. I had to go get a whole new wardrobe so i can fit into the jobs strict dresscode. I pull the black blazer and matching pencil skirt out the drier. They look like they shrunk 2 sizes. shit shit SHIT! I hold the pencil skirt up to my body and realize it is now a MINI skirt. I check the tags and i see it says 100% cotton. I’m so screwed. I look at the clock and realize i don’t have time to go get new clothes so this will have to work. I quickly get dressed and try to make myself look as presentable as possible before running out the door.

I arrive at the huge building and nerves start to kick in. I really am going to be working for Dean Smith. It all feels so unreal. I walk into the large lobby and look around. There isn’t many people in here and the people who are, are either standing around on the phone, or fast walking like they are in a rush. I walk up to the large desk that’s sat in the middle of the lobby,tugging on the bottom of the tiny skirt as i walk. Note to self: Always read clothing tags from now on. I smile at the older lady sitting in front of me,”Hi! I’m Y/N, I am Dean Smiths’ new secretary” The older lady looks me up and down,scoffing slightly ”I can tell.” I give her a confused look ,before i can ask her what she meant, she shoves a cup of coffee in my hand. “This is Mr. Smiths coffee, he hasn’t come down to pick it up so that means he is expecting you to bring it. You might wanna hurry ,he gets grumpy without his coffee.” I laugh lightly at her joke but her stern face makes me realize she was infact, not joking. I clear my throat awkwardly,”Which way is Mr. Smiths office?” The older lady rolls her eyes and points towards the elevators,”Floor 20, follow the arrows.” I smile lightly before walking away and to the elevators.

“Fuckin’ Bitch” i say under my breath as i stand infront of the elevators. “I know right.” I hear from behind me. I turn around confused and see a tall handsome brunette ,wearing a yellow shirt and khakis. Damn is every male here gonna be hot? “Excuse me?” I say confused but not trying to come off as rude. “The front desk lady ,she is a bitch.” He says, looking up at the floor indicator above the elevator ,watching it slowly descend. “Sorry” The handsome male says now looking down at me “Where are my manners ,i'm Sam” He extends an arm and i shake his strong hand. “I’m Y/N,I’m new here. I’m guessing you also work here?”

The elevator dings and the doors open. We walk in and press the buttons to our floors as he replies,”Yeah i work in tech support” He watches you press floor 20 and lightly cringes,”Floor 20 huh? You Dean Smiths new secretary?” “Yeah ,why ?” I say curiously

He shrugs his shoulders and leans against the wall of the elevator, “Nothing,I just heard his secretaries usually have problems with him.”

“What type of problems”

“He’s a dick” The elevator dings and the doors open. Sam steps out and turns around,”Good luck, you’re gonna need it” The doors shut and I stand there in slight shock. Thanks Sam ,that did not help my nerves. I lean my head against the elevator wall ,my fingertips lightly digging into the coffee cup. The doors open with a ding and I look forward. I take a deep breath before stepping out the elevator. In front of the elevators there is a sign that reads;

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<- ALEXANDER ROBERTS, 202

<- MICHEAL ANDERSON,204

DEAN SMITH ,206 ->

PAUL CARTER, 208 ->

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I follow the right hallway until i find room 206. I stand in front of it before knocking nervously. Can someone even knock nervously? Well if they can then i just did. “Come in!” I hear a stern male voice shout from the other side of the door. I walk into his office and gosh isn't it a beautiful sight; Dean smith leaned against his desk, one hand gripping the cold wood and the other hand holding a paper he’s reading. His bicep flexes and his brow furrows as he reads something he doesn’t like. He looks up at me and his gaze is so intense I feel naked. I might as well be naked with what i’m wearing right now. “And you are?” He says ,sounding slightly agitated.

“Hello Mr. Smith, im Y/N,your new secretary” I say trying not to sound nervous. He looks me up and down,”They finally got me a pretty one.” He extends his arm to shake my hand,”You can call me Dean.” I shake his hand and he places his other hand over mine, now holding my hand. “So lovely to meet you darlin’” He says ,his voice in a lower tone. I look down at our hands and realizing i’m still holding his coffee. “Your coffee ,sir” I hand him the warm cup and he takes it, slowly sipping it. His emerald eyes never leaving mine. “Please ,no sir” He stops leaning on the desk and stands up fully, now towering over me “We can save the pet names for later” He winks and walks around his desk to sit down. “Please sit” He says gesturing to the seat infront of him,giving me no time to react to his sudden flirtation. I sit down infront of him and my skirt rides up my thighs,revealing my lace panties. I immediately grab my skirt and pull it down before looking up at Dean,seeing if he noticed. He’s looking down at my lap with the cockiest smirk on his face,fuck that smirk. I don’t see why anyone would wanna quit this job. He clears his throat and looks me in my eyes before speaking,”So the company will provide you a laptop,you can go to room…” Blah blah blah,proper name,place name, backstory stuff. I am not listening to a thing he is saying. how could i? His biceps look so good in that tight suit jacket. and the way he leans back in his chair so confidently makes me wanna jump in his lap. I could just devour him. “Did you get that Y/N?” I meet his gaze again and nod slowly,”Yeah mhm,got it” He lightly chuckles but before he can speak again the phone starts to ring,”I have to take this,but I plan on learning more about you later.” I stand up “Lovely to meet you” I walk out,shutting the door behind me. I could practically scream,he looks so much hotter in real life. I don’t get what Sam meant by “He’s a dick” Dean seems pretty great to me….Now where the hell do I get that laptop?

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DEANS POV

I finish my call and sit back down ,feeling exhausted after practically arguing with that idiot for 2 hours. I look at the seat in front of my desk and imagine the hot piece of ass that sat in front of me hours ago. Finally HR listened to me when I said to hire a hot girl. They kept hiring unsightly, bossy ones and that’s not what i wanted. I just need a lady to stand there and look pretty. I can let her feel useful if she wants to ,but I always know my schedule. I don’t want to worry her pretty head. And gosh was she a sight. I feel my pants tighten and a run a hand down to palm the bulge growing in my pants. The way that tiny fucking skirt rode up her thighs when she sat down ,exposing her slutty panties. Or the way that tight blazer pushed her breasts together, accentuating them. Fuck,The way she watched me. She looked at me like I was the only thing she could ever think about. I wonder how pretty she would look after getting fucked stupid. A light knock at my door pulls me out of my daydream.

“Come in” I groan, pulling my chair forward so the tent in my pants is hidden underneath the desk. Y/N walks in ,a mountain of suit jackets and dress pants that are neatly wrapped in plastic, hiding her pretty face. She turns around and kicks the door shut. Her skirt has rose up so far I can now see the bottom of her ass. Fuck. I know now,100%, this is THE secretary i’ve been looking for. Maybe even the girl I've been looking for. “Got your dry cleaning!” She walks over and places it on a table in the corner of the room. Her skirt riding up farther to expose most of her ass. I groan and run my finger tips along my lap. She turns around all wide eyed and quickly pulls her skirt down,”Sorry i had to buy new clothes and they shrunk in the wash.” I look at her sexy legs and smirk,”No need to apologize sweetheart.” She blushes and looks down, trying to hide her pink face. She fidgets with her fingers,”You have a reservation and the STK Steakhouse in 30 minutes” I smile up at her,”Thank you,I almost forgot” No i didn’t but like i said, gotta make her feel useful and special. She looks at me and starts to speak “How is it? I’ve never been able to get a reservation there”

“You tell me”

“Excuse me?”

“It’s our dinner reservation,I told you i wanted to learn more about you.” I say standing up and grabbing my suit jacket from the back of my chair. My bulge is prominent and i know she’s noticed but I don’t care. She can know what she does to me. I put my jacket on and grab my keys,”You ready sweetheart?” “Yeah ,of course” She says ,her face lighting up when she realizes she’s really going to go out with me. She’s so cute,I can’t wait to see how cute that face is when she’s bouncing on my cock.

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2ND PERSON POV ,SLIGHT TIME JUMP

Dean and you are sat at the table. 2 glasses of wine in and you feel a slight buzz,giving you confidence. You reach your hand across the table and run your fingers over his expensive watch and giggle,”Fancyy” you say teasingly. Dean smirks at you and grabs your hand. He brings your hand to his mouth and kisses it. You blush lightly,and try to stay on topic ,”I don’t think i could be trusted with something that expensive.” Deans eyes rake over your body ,his large hand still delicately holding yours. “Come home with me Y/N” You pull your hand away from his ,feeling nervous. Yeah he’s nice ,funny and super. fucking. hot. but at the end of the day he is your boss. Isn’t this like…some type of HR violation. “But…Mr Smith.-“

“I said,Call me Dean.” he says sternly

“…Dean ,we shouldn’t…”

Dean leans back ,his eyes on your breasts,”Don’t sit here and act like you don’t want me.” His gaze flickers up to meet your eyes as he leans forward to whisper, “I see the way you look at me ,I know a horny slut when i see one” You gasp at the sudden boldness and degradation from him ,his words sobering you up. Your head telling you to get offended but your body is begging for him. He leans back again and smirks ,his gaze leaving your eyes and finding the curve of your breasts again. You bite your lip and look away. “Please let this be a good idea” You think to yourself, ”Okay then ,lets go” He smirks and pulls out his wallet ,throwing more than enough cash on the table.,”Let’s go darlin’” He holds out his hand for you to take and he guides you out the restaurant,to his car.

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He picks you up and carry’s you like you're nothing. He unlocks the door and walks into his nice clean apartment. He shuts the door and shoved you against it, attacking your lips in a deep passionate kiss. You roll your hips as you kiss him back ,running your hands through his short ,dirty blonde hair. He groans at your movement and pushes his body into you harder. He bites your lower lip causing you to gasp. Before you have time to think he slides tongue into your mouth. He tastes like expensive wine and mint. After a steamy makeout session, He turns around still holding you as he walks you both into his bedroom.

He throws you onto the bed and takes off his suit jacket before crawling on top of you. You feel so small and vulnerable underneath his thick muscular build ,it only fuels your desire more. You grab his face and try to kiss him again but he puts a hand around your throat and pushes you back down onto the bed. He places kisses along your jawline and palms your breast with his free hand. Your eyes roll into the back of your head and a crackled moan escapes your throat. Dean smirks and leans to whisper in your ear,”You like that huh?” He palms your breast harder,”You like being treated like the pretty slut you are?” He stops palming your breast and rips off your tight blazer with ease. He rips open your thin white undershirt ,leaving you shocked. He smirks,”What?“

“I’ve never had that happen before”

“Well you’ve never been with a real man, sweetheart” He leans down and kisses along the curve of your breast ,lightly nipping and soothing it with his tongue. Your breath hitches as he continues to kiss down your body. Licking and leaving light marks on the way down your stomach. He slides down your skirt and sees your lacy panties. He lets out a low growl and leans back on his knees ,palming himself while looking at you in your pretty underwear. “Seeing those slutty panties earlier made me so fucking worked up.”You blush and hide your face in embarrassment. He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head. You watch as he takes his tie off and ties it around your wrists. “No hiding,I need to see that pretty face when you cum.” He slides a hand underneath you and unclips your bra before leaning down and settling between your legs. He kisses your clothed clit and it makes you arch your back. “Eager little slut huh?”

“Please sir~” you say breathily

He growls in response ,as he hooks a finger into your panties and slowly slides them down. He’s now face to face with your glistening sex and he blows cold air onto it. You arch your back trying to push yourself into his face. He places his hands on your hips and pushes you back down. He makes eyecontact with you as he lightly licks up your slit.

“Please Dean stop teasing me alrea-" You cut yourself off with a gasp as he starts to eat you out. Fuck this is even better than you’ve imagined. Dean Smith KNOWS how to treat a woman. He holds your hips down to keep you still ,his thumb rubbing light circles over your clit as he tongue fucks you. He moves his hand to your lower stomach as he starts to swirl circles around your clit with his tongue. You feel two of his thick fingers tease your entrance causing you to whimper louder. He smirks up at you and slowly pushes his fingers inside,”Fuck you’re so tight” He groans against your clit before slowly moving his fingers. Your walls flutter around his thick digits as he continues to suck and lick at your bundle of nerves. Your hands grip the pillow above you the best you can ,your movements limited due to the tight tie around your wrists. Your whines get louder as Dean starts to speed up his movements, ”Cum for me you fucking slut.” You can just hear the smugness in his voice. You see stars as pleasure overtakes you ,you become a moaning mess underneath Dean. He doesn’t stop until you’ve completely come down from your high.

Dean sits back on his knees again ,his face and neck glistening. Fuck you could really get used to this. You sit up and try to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt. He watches you struggle due to the tie around your wrist and places one of his hands over it, not untying it but instead holding it in place. After moments of struggling you finally get his shirt off of him. He looks at you, his green eyes raking over your desperate form. “so fucking needy huh?” He says as he starts to unbutton his pants. You practically drool as he undresses ,revealing his thick length. He strokes it a couple times, groaning as he spreads the precum from his tip down to the base. “What are you waiting for?” He grabs your head and shoves it down ,your mouth right in front of twitching length “Suck, you needy whore” If this was any other man, you’d get up and leave for the way he’s talking to you. But Dean? When he says it, it makes heat pool at your core. Like your only purpose is to bring him pleasure; and that’s exactly what you plan to do. You swirl your tongue around the tip and he groans lightly ,grabbing a fist full of your hair. “yeahhh just like that” he says as he starts to thrust into your mouth. You gag lightly but he doesn’t stop ,if anything he speeds up. “Take that fucking cock” ,each word punctuated by a hard thrust. You feel his tip hitting the back of your throat and it causes your eyes to water. You look up at him as you keep sucking him off ,trying to see what his face looks like when he’s enjoying himself. But he just grabs more of your hair and thrusts into your throat harder. He groans, “your mouth is so fucking warm” he slows down his thrusts before pulling your head off of him. You release him with a pop and sit back on your knees as he just looks at you. His large cock twitching and his face slightly blushed. He runs a hand through your hair , admiring you ,before grabbing you and flipping you over,Face down ass up. Before you can say anything ,he slaps your ass. “I’m gonna mark you up all over ,you want that?” He says, teasing your entrance with his tip. You whimper lightly into the pillow and he grabs your hair ,pulling your head back. “Use your words sweetheart”

“Please,fuck me and mark me. I’m yours”

"Yes ma'am" He places his hands on your hips ,his fingers digging into your skin as he slowly pushes into you. “Fuckkk” you say in unison. He slowly pushes in inch by inch,”tell me if i need to sto-“

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

He groans and slaps your ass,”Such a dirty girl, you want me to fuck you so hard you're ruined for anyone else?” He starts to thrust into you ,deep and slow. You whimper in response and he reaches his hand underneath the both of you ,untieing the tie that’s around your wrists as he slowly but deeply fucks you. “You’re so fucking tight,I feel like I could break you”

“I can handle it”

“You sure?” He says starting to pick up his pace ,almost completely pulling out of you before slamming his hips against your ass. You gasp in response and put your hands behind your back. He releases your hair and grabs your wrists ',holding them in place as he drives into you. The room is filled with moans and squeltching. “So. fucking. wet.” He punctuates each words with a hard deep thrust causing you to throw your head back and gasp. He lets go of your wrists pulls your back against his chest. “Cum on my dick" He says before running his hand down your body to rub small circles on your clit. He bites down on your neck and you feel the coil that was building in your stomach snap, screaming his name while you come undone on him. "Mmm you're squeezing me so hard baby" he says while slowly thrusting into you. You come down from your high and he pulls out of you.

He lays back on the bed and runs a hand through his hair. You look at his muscular body, glistening with sweat and bite your lip. "You like what you see?" he says ,lightly flexing his muscles. You nod and puts his arm behind his head, "Show me how much you like it." You quickly climb onto his lap and he smirks ,loving your newfound confidence. You slowly sink down onto him and his hands fly to your hips ,his fingertips digging into your soft skin. You slowly pick up the pace and he slaps your ass, "mmm gonna cum deep in this sweet pussy'. He starts to thrust up into you, causing him to hit your g spot. You throw ur head back and dig your nails into his chest, not stopping your brutal pace. "You look so fucking good when cock drunk" He says thrusting into you hard. Your wetness drips down his shaft ,slightly dampening your thighs. "Mmm such a messy girl" He groans in satisfaction. You tighten around him causing his coil to snap, he groans your name as he spills his hot seed inside you. His orgasm triggers yours. You lay your head on his chest as you come down from your high. He runs his hand through your hair ,moving it to the side to place a light kiss on your neck. He gets up to clean himself up and comes back with a warm towel to clean you up. He lays next to you,"Goodnight beautiful, you did so well." You sleepily hum in response before drifting off to sleep.

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The next morning you sit up in bed and realize you aren't home. You jump up and look at yourself in the long floor length mirror thats hung on Deans door. You see light finger shaped bruises painting your hips. You rub your fingers over them ,slightly enjoying the fact he's marked you. You move your hair ,analyzing the light purple marks and bite mark on the side of your neck, "thats going to be hard to cover up..." Suddenly you smell the faint aroma of mable syurp and coffee fill the air. You throw on a black shirt Dean left on the floor and walk to his kitchen. You see a fully dressed Dean ,humming to himself while fixing a cup of coffee. He turns around and smiles once he sees you. Dean walks up to you and places his hands on your hips,"Goodmorning darlin' ,you look good wearing my tshirt." He looks down at your neck and smirks when he sees the marks. He lightly kisses your neck,"Breakfast is ready" he breathes before turning around, going back to pouring his coffee. Gosh you could really get used to this...

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~be a sweetie and reblog this if you enjoy it :)

~(Doesn't say Y/N, only you/her/she)

~Warnings: smut but with plot , oral ,praise kink, DOM!DEAN, Posessiveness/Ownership, PIV

Summary: You're ranting to dean about how you get like NO game

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Dean is sat at the small round table in the corner of the room ,sipping on a cup of motel room coffee. Sam wanted to spend more time with Eileen so he stayed back from this hunt. You walk into the motel with a white plastic bag in hand ,big yellow font on the side reading WAFFLE HOUSE. "Hey there beautiful...oh hey to you too Y/N" Dean says with a smirk. You throw the bag onto the table and roll your eyes "You're not funny Dean." You lay back on the bed with a huff. You run your hands down the side of the face with a long sigh before saying "Why am I so MISERABLY SINGLE." Dean doesn't respond so you sit up and look at him. He's shoving his waffle into his mouth not paying attention to you. You grab a pillow from behind you and throw it at him. He catches it with his free hand and tosses it to the side. "Dude im eating?!"

"DUDE" you say in a mocking tone "I'm talking?!"

"I heard you,I just don't know what you want me to do about it" Dean says before shoveling another bite of his waffle into his mouth. You roll on the bed and groan "I don't know, i mean i think im pretty fine"

"𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑒"

"Shut up,i mean like alright looking. But its like any time i go out im insivible to men!" Dean smirks and looks off, getting lost in thought.

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Deans POV:

I look over to see a male stranger looking directly at you. A low growl escapes my throat. I throw back the last bit of my drink and slam my glass onto the bar. I walk up behind you ,far enough where you cant sense my presence but close enough to show I'm with you. I cross my arms and stare daggers into the male. He makes eye contact with me and throws his hands up in surrender before walking out of my sight. You turn around and smile at me ,my face immediately softening. "Hey Dean! I haven't had much luck tonight, you?" You say with a slightly defeated look on your face. Sorry sweetheart,I cant have anyone trying to take whats mine. "Me neither" Thats a lie, a couple girls approached me, I just don't care about them. They aren't you. They'll never be you "Let me buy you a drink" I sit down next to you and order us both a drink.

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"Dean! DEAN!" You yell ,snapping him out of whatever day dream he was in. Dean looks at you confused. You sigh,"Were you listening to ANYTHING I JUST said?!" Dean shrugs and you roll your eyes at him. "I was saying we should go out tonight, we can find some hotties to take us home. You in?" Dean groans reluctantly. "OH COME ONNN" You say with an attitude, "Don't make me go without you,I haven't seen you get laid in a long time either. It will be good for the both of us!" Dean thinks about you going out alone ,dancing in your tiny dress with other mens eyes on you. His hands ball up into fists at his sides. He looks at you and your round begging eyes. "Fineeeeee" He says with a slight growl. You stand up and squeel with excitement "YES! I'm going to go get ready!" Dean looks at you confused as you grab your duffle bag and head into the bathroom. "It's kind of early to go out darlin'. " You peak your head out the door, "Dude no it's not, it's 4pm ,you just have a fucked sleep schedule."

"I do"

"You really do" You give him a look of pity before shutting the door.

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2 hours later you emerge from the bathroom to see deans back facing you. He is wearing the dusty brown leather jacket he always used to wear. "Hmm havent seen you wear that in a while Mr." You say as you sit on the bed to put your black kitten heels on. Dean turns around and looks at you letting out a low whistle. "You sure clean up nice"

"Shut up"

"Yes ma'am" He says with a smirk. You blush lightly before standing up and smoothing out your short black dress. "Ready?" You say, looking up at him with a light smile. "Yup" He says grabbing the keys to the impala before ya'll head out the door together.

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You're now sat at the bar ,fidgeting with your straw. You've been here for an hour and still no one has come up to you. "You alright sweetheart?" says an attractive man who's now sitting down next to you. You can inhale his intoxicating cologne and your eyes rake down his muscular body. "Jackpot." You think to yourself before speaking. "Oh I'm alright just...lonely". The man grins,"Me too sweetheart" He slides his hand over onto your upper thigh "Maybe we can keep each other company". You feel your face flush and you open your mouth to respond ,before you can Dean is speaking over you. "She is just fine where shes at" Dean slips an arm over your shoulder as he speaks. "Sorry didn't realize you have a boyfriend." The man says, quickly removing his hand from your thigh. You look at dean confused, "Oh I don-" "Yeah keep it moving buddy" Dean cuts you off, speaking in a low tone. The man walks away and you look at dean. His jaw is clenched and he hasn't broken eye contact with the stranger. Dean keeps his arm around you ,a mix of his cologne and the rough leather of his jacket floods your nostils. "What the hell is your problem?" you say with slight anger in your voice ,yet feeling the heat pool in between your legs. You've never seen this side of Dean before and you'd be lieing to yourself if you said you didn't want to see more of it. Dean looks at you and says something but you cant really hear him over the now loud music.

You grab his arm and pull him into the girls bathroom and into the big stall at the end. You lean back against the closed stall door and cross your arms. "What the fuck was that about?". Dean looks down at you,"What? he seemed like a pussy ,you deserve a real man." He says stepping closer to you, closing the slight distance between the two of you. You let out a light gasp as he presses his body against yours ,feeling his bulge pressing into your stomach. "Dean I-" Dean cuts you off with a kiss. Passionate wouldn't even begin to describe it. It was intense, filled with lust and longing. His hand grips the back of your neck ,pulling you harder into the kiss. You slightly open your mouth in response and he growls lowly before sliding his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues fight for dominance as you whimper into the kiss. You feel dean smirk as you kiss.

All of a sudden you hear the bathroom door open and chatty drunk girls pile into the bathroom. He breaks the kiss and looks down at you ,hand still gripping the back of your neck ,eyes filled with lust. "We should probably let them use the bathroom" you say with a shaky voice. Dean nods and lets you go as you both walk out of the bathroom. You both sit at the bar and order drinks. You get wasted and talk for hours, leaving at 4am only because the bar was closing. You both get into the impala and you drift off to sleep.

You wake up in the motel room ,dean must have carried you to bed. A smile creeps onto your face as you roll over and see dean sat up on his motel bed, researching something on the laptop. You sit up and look down ,realizing dean had thrown one of his t-shirts over your dress. Dean looks at you noticing you're awake,"Good evening sleeping beauty,I'm doing some research for this case we are on". You look at him slightly confused. "Whats with the face?" He says in a smooth tone. "Are we just...not going to talk about what happened?" You say standing up and fidgeting with the long sleeves of the shirt that you're wearing. Dean looks you up and down and smirks, enjoying the sight of you in his shirt. "Theres nothing that needs to be said." He says before going back to typing on the laptop. You huff and cross your arms "Actually there is alot to be said. You cock blocked me!". Dean looks at you and closes the laptop,"Excuse me?" "You heard me. I was finally getting hit on then you came up and acted like I was your girlfriend. Then you..." You say, voice getting softer at the end of the sentence. Dean is now standing up infront of you, only a couple inches of distance between you. He looks at you and cocks his head to the side,"Then what?" He steps closer and places a hand on face ,forcing you to look up at him. "Use your words sweetheart."

You blush beneath his intense gaze "You kissed me" you choke out. "I'm just...confused." Dean smirks at you and leans to whisper into your ear, "Let me make it clear then, Im not ever just going to sit there and watch as some dickhead try to get into my girls pants. You're mine." Your breath hitches and he pulls his head back looking into your eyes and at your lips. "Dean..." you say softly. Dean leans in,his lips almost touching yours, "Baby..." he says in a gravely tone. "Kiss me" You say as a whisper against his lip. He growls and crashes his lips against yours. His hand grips the nape of your neck and pulls you in deeper. Once again you open your lips slightly in response and he pushes his tongue into your mouth. You taste the whiskey from earlier on his lips and its intoxicating. Dean slides his free hand down and starts to massage your breast. You whimper in response. He starts to massage it rougher making you whimper louder. He breaks the kiss, speaking in a low tone "You're all mine ,got it?" You nod as he slides down to his knees infront of you. He looks up at you and kisses your legs before hiking your dress up. He pushes your legs apart slightly and traces kisses from your knee all the way up your to your thigh ,then going to the other leg and doing the same. Your hips buck as he kisses far up your inner thigh. He smirks at up at you and runs a finger over your clothed sex,making you shiver in response.

"Dean please..."

"Please what?"

"Dean..."

"Beg for it. Beg me to fuck you with my tongue."

You whimper at his words ,pressing your thighs together seeking fricton. "Please eat my pussy ,i need you so bad." Dean grins up at you before swiftly standing up and picking you up. Your legs wrap around his waist as he walks over to the bed ,placing you down onto it. You take off the shirt and dress before laying back and spreading your legs for him. "such a needly slut huh? begging for me and spreading your legs wideee open." He rubs your clothed clit causing you to arch your back. He pulls your panties down and tosses them away. Placing his face in front of your glistening pussy. He looks up at you and speaks ,his voice filled with lust "Im gonna make you cum on my face while you scream my name." You whimper as he starts to slowly lick your clit, your hands grip his head and push yourself harder against his face. He moans in response ,sending vibrations through you. He hungrily eats your pussy ,occasionally stoping to trace his tongue over your entrance causing you to gasp. Your hips start to buck against his face. He pulls back causing you to whimper. He wraps one hand around your neck and hungrily kisses you ,tasting yourself on his lips. He pulls back, and places 2 fingers infront of your mouth "Suck."

You take his fingers in your mouth ,softly sucking on his two thick digits before he pulls them out your mouth. "Dean what are you?-" You say before cutting yourself off with a gasp as you feel one of his fingers enter you. You moan lightly and grind your hips against his finger. He adds the second finger and slowly finger fucks you. You throw your head back hearing a satisfied groan in his throat. He moved back down and inbetween your legs and starts to suck hard on your clit as he pounds his fingers into you. You grip the sheets and writhe beneath him. "Dean..." You say breathlessly as you feel the coil build in your stomach. "Thats it ,cum for me baby. Scream my name." He says against your sex before diving back in to suck and lick you. His fingers curl inside you to hit your gspot and your back arches off of the bed "DEAN!! MmM DEAN!!! You scream as the coil inside you snaps, filling your body with tingly euphoria.

You breath heavily as you come down from your high. Deans sitting back in between your legs and palming himself while staring at your pussy. He looks up at you and smirks. You close your legs and he growls in disapproval before forcing them back open. "Let me admire you..." He says breathless as he rubs himself harder through his pants. "I love your pretty cunt,so tight and sensative." He says running a finger across your wet slit. "Dean..." you whimper. Dean looks at you and you're looking straight at his bulge. "Is my girl wanting to return the favor?" You nod before you and Dean rearrange yourselves on the bed.

He's laying down and now you're in between his legs. You slowly unzip his pants ,pulling his underwear and pants down just enough for his cock to whip out. You gasp as his hard thick cock is now in front of your face. You knew Dean had to be big because I mean come on now ,have you seen Dean Winchester? but you weren't expecting THIS big. You hear a laugh in his chest as he slowly starts to stroke himself ,spreading the precum from his tip down the shaft, "You like what you see?" You nod ,feeling his hand creep up the back of your head. "Then fucking suck it." Dean growls. You put the tip in your mouth ,swirling your tongue around it causing him to moan deeply. You slowly take him into your mouth ,inch by inch. "Good girlll you're swallowing my cock so well." You whimper sending vibrations down his dick causing him to growl. "You like it when i praise you ,pretty slut?" You moan around his length and start to bob your head. He draws in a sharp breath as he uses the hand he has on your neck to help guide you,"Thats it, just like that ,you look so pretty with my cock shoved down your throat." You bob your head faster, tracing your tongue on the underside of his cock as you suck hard. Your eyes start to water but you don't stop ,wanting to please Dean. Dean notices tears stream down your face as you suck him hard. Dean moves the hand on your neck to your face. "You're such a good girl, so eager to please me." You look up at him and he groans,"You gotta stop sweetheart, I don't wanna waste any of my cum."

You pull off of him with a pop and smile up at him. He rubs your cheek and smiles,"My pretty girl..." dean growls lowly. You rub your legs together feeling more heat at your core. "Dean..."

"What is it baby?"

"Please fuck me"

Dean leans forward and grabs you ,flipping you over so you're pinned underneath him on the bed. He kisses you hard, claiming your mouth. You grind your slick against his cock and he groans. He leans back taking off his shirt ,revealing his toned body. You bite your lip at the sight as you reach a hand back to unclip your bra. Dean growls in approval and leans down to place kisses and bites over both your breasts ,causing you to moan. Dean takes one nipple into his mouth ,swirling his tongue around it as he roughly palms your other breast.

"Dean please..." You whimper. Dean puts a hand around your neck and lightly squeezes ,just hard enough to make you euphoric. "Shut up and be patient" You try to let out a moan but it's deafened from the tight hand around your neck. Dean goes back to nipping and licking your breasts as he keeps his hand on your neck. He leaves big dark hickeys on you ,he takes the hand off of your neck and rubs his fingers over them to soothe it. "You don't know how pretty you look right now, all needy and marked up" He places a kiss to your forehead as he rubs the head of his cock at your entrance ,you buck your hips up and whimper.

"Come on darlin' you know better than that ,use your words.

"Dean please stop teasing me ,just fuck me already"

Dean slowly pushes forward until he bottoms out inside you. You grip the sheets and whimper while he digs his hands into your hips and groans. "Fuck" He says under his breath " You're so tight". He slowly starts to speed up ,pulling out almost completely before slamming back into you. He eventually sets a brutal pace that has you arching your back and moaning his name. He runs a hand in between your bodies and starts to rub your clit. You turn your head,trying to whimper into the pillow and he digs his hand into your hip, the other one still rubbing small circles on your clit "Eyes on me sweetheart, I wanna see that pretty face as I claim you." You look back at him with half lidded eyes and he grins. He slows his pace down wanting to savor this moment. You look into his eyes as he scans over your face ,like he's trying to take a mental image of what you look like right now. "You're so beautiful" He removes his hand from your clit and brings it to your face ,stroking your cheek "You're all mine ,no one else gets to see you this pretty and lustfilled ever again. Got it?" You nod,"All I want is you Dean." Dean smirks and starts to speed his pace back up. "You have me baby, all of me."

You moan in response and hold eye contact with him as he fucks into you deeply. The room is filled with sounds skin slapping ,your moans, and his groans. He growls lowly before flipping you over so your laying on your stomach. This new position causing him to feel like he is even deeper inside you. He places one hand on the small of your back and puts the other one on the bun you have on top of your head ,grabbing it and pushing your head into the pillow ,pulling your hair occasionally. You moan into the pillow as he sets a relentless pace, fucking you with such intensity your legs start to shake. He takes his hand off of your head and runs it under you to your clit. He starts to rub your clit in fast, hard circles as he pounds into you from behind. You clench around him as you near your orgasm. "Thats it baby,Cum for me. Cum all on my cock." You scream his name as your nails dig into the pillow and you squirt all over his cock. He groans, not slowing down until you've completely come down from your high. He pulls out of you stroking his cock ,he grabs you and flips you over. He positions himself above your face as you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. He groans your name as ropes of cum spills all over your mouth and face. You look up at him and smile. He places one hand on your cheek and rubs your face. "So beautiful" He softly kisses your forehead. "All mine."