Supernatural One Shots

Mine Part 2

Major Smut!

Two hours later the impala pulled up to the bunker, jumping out you quickly made your way inside, "I'm gonna grab a shower."

You heard Sam call your name, stopping you turned around, arms crossed over your chest, "Yeah Sam?"

He walked forward until he was standing right in front of you, "You sure your okay?" The worry in his eyes made you realize just how bad tonight must have looked. Giving him a small smile you nodded, "Yeah Sammy, I'm fine. Just need to wash off the demon cooties." You tried to laugh but it came out as more of an awkward chuckle. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Dean stiffen and walk away. Smiling once more at Sam you turned towards the hall and made your way into your room, shutting the door you almost ran to the bathroom and began stripping off your clothes.

Jumping into the spary of warm water you moaned at the feeling. As you washed your hair and body you realized tonight could have been worse but it wasn't, the bastard was back in hell and the worst he had done was grope and kiss you. Deciding you were stronger than that you pushed it all out of your mind and realized it didn't matter, every thing worked out. Shutting off the water you stepped out of the stall and began drying off. Wrapping the towel around your body tightly you walked back into your room.

Changing into another tank top and some sleep shorts you had just finished dressing when there was a knock at your door, without turning around you yelled for whoever it was to come in. A moment later you could see in the mirror above your dresser that Dean walked in and closed the door. Shooting him a small smile you began brushing your wet hair. "Whats up Dean?"

At first you hadn't realized the look on his face, but his lack of answer made you turn around to face him. He stood there with a look of indecision, as though he wanted to say something but wasn't sure how. Setting down your brush you took a few steps towards him. "Everything okay?"

Dean looked up and into your eyes, he seemed to finally make a decision because the next thing you knew his eyes focused on your body and the weird emotion crossed his face again. Only this time you recognized it, lust. Dean slowly took two steps towards you and brought a hand up to hold the back of your neck, his thumb moved to trace your cheek. "I'm sorry I couldn't stop him."

Surprise came across your face, trying to collect your thoughts you cleared your throat, "It's fine Dean, nothing serious happened. And we killed the bastards, I'm calling tonight a win." Dean began walking forward steering your body backwards and into the wall. He pushed his body close to yours and you felt his other hand rest on your waist. "He kissed you, touched your body. Y/N watching him do that was worse than any torture I have ever faced. I wanted to rip his throat out with my bare hands."

Your eyes widened, it was hard to focus with Dean so close, you'd always had feelings for him since you met but nothing had ever happned between you before. There was the occasional flirting but nothing like this, laying both your hands on his chest you looked up into his eyes, "Dean what are you saying."

His eyes shot down to your lips and back up, "I'm saying your mine Y/N, if you'll have me. I fell for you the moment we met and I want everyone to know that your mine and any man that so much as looks at you the wrong way will have to deal with me." His grip tightened on you as he spoke and for a moment you couldn't breath. Dean confessed to having feelings for you, hell he was basically claiming you. And you had to admit, it was kind of hot. You began feeling a familiar sensation deep down, your eyes darkened to match Deans and he growled as you ran your hands down to his waist, slipping one finger inside the edge of his jeans.

"So, you didn't like watching as the demon kissed and touched me," You began sliding that same finger across the front of his jeans, lightly scratching your nail along his sensitive skin. Leaning forward you put your lips beside his ear, "What are you gonna to do about it?"

A low moan came from him as he bucked his hips forward at the feeling of your finger teasing him. Suddenly he lifted your body and walked towards the bed. Throwing you down onto your back he stood there for a moment, breathing hard. He began unbuttoning his plaid shirt, "Your mine Y/N. And you and every one else is going to know that." Removing his shirt he then pulled off the tshirt under it, tossing it onto the floor nearby. Grabbing both of your ankles in his rough hands he yanked you to the end of the bed.

The sight of his tan and muscular chest made your core dampen even more and you let out an involuntary moan. Leaning down to hover over your body you felt one of his hands brush up the side of your thigh, the feeling of his warm fingers making the ache you felt even worse. Biting your lower lip your eyes met Deans, he began kissing your neck and the tops of your breasts. Bringing your hands up to the back of his head you ran your fingers through his hair, grabbing some roughly you pulled his head up and crashed your lips onto his.

As your tongues fought for control you could feel his eagerness pressing against your stomach, already hard as a rock. Dean broke off the kiss and lifted you slightly, yanking off the tank top he threw it aside and took a moment to admire you. Using one hand to massage and tease your left breast his mouth covered your right n****e, the sudden feeling made you take in a sharp breath and moan loudly.

You began rubbing your need against him, trying to find that delicious friction you craved. Feeling your movements he stopped and smirked, "Not yet baby, not like this." Releasing his hold on your body he began standing up. The loss of heat and contact made you whimper and frown. Dean chuckled darkly, "Don't worry, im just getting started." He began unzipping his jeans, pushing them down and off his legs you could clearly make out his erection through the strain in his boxers. He's huge, s**t this is going to be intense. Dean noticed the nervous hint to your gaze and knelt at the end of the bed, running his hands up your thighs he took hold of the top of your sleep shorts and yanked them down. You were now laid out before him in all your glory.

"Damn Y/N, your beautiful baby." You could feel him kissing the inside of your thigh, lifting your leg to rest on his shoulder. Just as he reached where you needed him most you felt him take in a sharp breath, "And your all mine." Suddenly you felt his hot mouth on your center and cried out at the contact. Dean knew exactly where to lick, suck, and bite gently. Just as you began feeling a buildup at the attention he slid one finger inside and began stroking your sweet spot.

"Dean! Oh God!"

Lifting his head he slid in another finger and his eyes met yours, "Say it Y/N, say your mine." The intense feeling coming on made it hard to concentrate and you moaned his name once again. Dean growled and stopped his movements, "Say it!"

"I'm yours! Oh God Dean please!"

Suddenly he stood up altogether, you were about to protest but then felt him lift you off the bed to stand in front of him. Taking your mouth in an almost animalistic kiss Dean pulled your body hard against his. Deciding youcouldn't wait any longer you reached down to grasp his engorged member. Dean hissed in response as your hand palmed him through his boxers. His eyes were half closed and he was breathing as hard as you were. Gaining courage you moved to push him onto the bed. Not wasting any time you grabbed his boxers and pulled them off. For a moment you stood there admiring the effect you seemed to have on him.

The top of his erection touched his stomach and precum had already began leaking. Grinning deviously you straddled his legs, keeping eye contact you firmly grabbed hold once more and moved forward. Slowly you placed a kiss on the side of the warm flesh, letting your tongue dart out between your lips you ran it up his length and across the slit at the tip. Dean closed his eyes and threw back his head, "f**k!"

Grinning to yourself you lowered your mouth onto his member, he was too large to take in fully so your hands worked the base as your mouth began moving along the top. Sucking and licking to a steady rythm you knew he was close when his hand came to rest on your head and tangle in your hair. Just as his hips bucked up to meet your mouth you pulled off your lips with a loud pop. Deans eyes opened and he stared at you, the lust almost making his eyes black. Running your hand up and down you continued to work him slowly, "Your turn Dean, if I'm yours then what does that make you?"

Dean threw back his head and you let your thumb rub over his slit once again, "Ahh s**t, baby i'm yours! Dammit Y/N this is it! Nobody else for me or you!" Grinning madly you couldn't help the butterflies in your stomach as he said that. Dean Winchester was yours, and you were his.

Before you could respond Dean sat up and roughly pushed you over until you were on your stomach across the bed. Pulling your knees up so your ass hung in the air he slapped it once and then reached down to rub his need against your folds. The motion made you squirm as you clenched the sheets in your hands tightly,"Dean!" You felt him enter just the tip and tried to push back against him but he stopped you.

"What do you want baby, tell me." You tried once again to create friction but he held you in place. "Come on baby I need to hear you say it."

"Dammit Dean! You! I want you! I need you inside me!" You felt him lean forward and place a kiss on your spine, "As you wish."

Without letting you adjust he slammed into you fully, bottoming out he stayed still a moment just enjoying the feel of you around him. The combination of pain and pleasure was unlike anything you ever felt before. Moaning you moved slightly signaling Dean to move. He began moving in and out, slowly at first then building up speed. As he increased you once again felt a tightening in your lower abdomen, "Dean, im close!"

"Me too baby," Reaching around he pushed a finger against your c**t and began massaging it roughly. "Come on Y/N, I want to feel you c*m around me." Those words and his finger on you sent you over the edge, incredible waves of pleasure coursed through your body and for a moment you were sure you could see black dots in your vision. Feeling your muscles clench around him made Dean follow a moment later, your name a loud moan on his lips.

Once you both came down from your pleasure highs he pulled out slowly and laid beside you. Trying to catch your breath you rolled over until you were facing him. He had a smug grin plastered on his face and you couldn't help but laugh, "Proud of yourself Mr Winchester?" Laughing he leaned forward and kissed you. Reaching around to grab your ass he smirked when you jumped in surprise. "I don't know, depends on how well round two goes." Feeling another pull at your core you wraped your arm around him and kissed him deeply, ready for anything.