I Don't do Chic-flicks (Dean X reader)

Chapter 31

Gabriel and Cas rode with Dean and Sam, considering I had a motor cycle. We drove all the way to Tennessee, a town outside from the one Charles was staying and stopped at the Rodeo motel. I got a separate room with Gabriel but it was right next to Sam and Dean's. By the time we checked in and got our rooms, it was pouring rain like I've never seen before.

I toss my bag on the floor with a large sigh and flop on the hard bed. I hear Gabriel do the same on the bed besides me, so I turn over and face him.
"I don't get it, what are you and Dean?" Gabriel asks, staring at the ceiling. I shrug and sit up, my legs crossed.
"I don't know, one minute I'm his world next I'm a fuck buddy, next I'm a baby mamma, than I'm his sister." I groan. Gabriel scrunches up his nose and looks over at me.
"That sounds like some real hill billy shit." He says, causing me to burst out laugh. Soon there's a knock at the door and we already know who it was because Sam promised to grab me a bite. I hop off the bed and go to the door, opening it and allow Sam. Cas, and Dean in.
"What you get me?" I ask Sam following him.
"Ribs." He answers handing me a carry out container.
"Have I ever told you your god?"I chuckle taking the container. Sam arches his brow and chuckles slightly.
"Sam is not my father." Castiel comments. I chuckle and sit on my bed, digging into the ribs.
"So what's the plan?" Sam asks while eating his salad. I lick my fingers, making a pop sound before thinking.
"Well last time we kinda just walked in and that didn't go well so.....I think we're gonna go all mission impossible." I respond.
"And that mean?" Gabriel arches his brow asking the question.
"Turn off the power, set up some traps, learn the house from the inside out, blow some shit up, climb through windows. Shit like that." I reply with a smile.
"And blow shit up you mean?....." Dean asks. I look him directly in the eyes, not breaking eye contact.
"I'm gonna blow Charles fucking head off." I respond coldly. Sam coughs, choking slightly on his salad and the room grows quiet before Gabriel cheers.
"YEEEAAHHHH!!! I like this new you!!! I mean scary but like sexy. You so sassy!!!" He says in a funny accent causing me to chuckle. Dean clears his throat and squirms in his chair.
"Very scary." He mumbles, taking a large gulp of his beer.
"So Sam I need a blue print of the house, Cas I need a body count, I need to figure out where to buy the traps, and than I think we can build a plan off that slate." I inform them. They nod, and the rest of the night is spent talking about nonsense.

It was 1am but I couldn't sleep. So I spent most of the night up drinking outside. It was drizzling but I didn't mind, my whiskey was keeping me warm. I see Sam and Dean's motel door open and Dean comes outside with a beer bottle. I guess he notices me because he walks over. We could see our breathes, it must've been 40-50 degrees out.
"Your gonna get sick." He says. I shrug and take another swig of whiskey.
"I guess so." I respond. I look down at my feet, I really couldn't bare looking at him. Did jo have to go through this back and forth shit?
"I'm sorry." He says suddenly. I look up at him confused.
"For?" I ask.
"Don't need to be sorry Dean. You told the truth. We were nothing 'official' just everything kinda pushed us together, like Ava and other shit." I respond, finishing the bottle of whiskey. I could feel myself getting light headed, so I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"You ok?" Dean asks. I nod but as I nod, I get dizzy and stumble forward luckily though Dean catches me and I'm against his chest. I don't move and he doesn't let go, we just stand there.
"We're a mess aren't." I chuckle. I feel his chest vibrate under me from his chuckle.
"Oh yeah." He mumbles into my head, pressing his lips on my head. At this point we were both drenched but we didn't care. We stay there in silent for about 20 minutes, it was nice.
"Let's get you inside, your shivering." He mumbles pulling away slightly. I didn't even realize I was shivering. Dean walks me to my motel room, entering quietly so Gabriel doesn't wake up and he escorts me to the bathroom since I was dizzy. "Stay here." He instructs me, sitting me on the toilet lid. I nod and chuckle remember when I first met Dean. We were on that stupid hunt for the cup and I hurt my side so he escorted me to the bathroom to take care of me; Things really don't change. He comes back in with a pair of my sweat pants and flannel before closing the door behind him. Why'd he close the door?
(SMMMUUUTTT INCOMING!!!)
He helps me stand up, and peels my wet coat off me. My skin was covered in goose bumps and I shivered feeling the cold air hit my skin. Dean rubs his hands up and down my arms, attempting to warm me up. His hands than reach for the hem of my shirt, but he looks at me for approval. I nod and I lift up my arms so he can peel off my wet tank top. My cheeks heat up once my top is off and I look down at the ground. I feel his finger under my chin, lift up my head and his eyes met mine. I bit my bottom lip, unable to control myself. His lips gently pressed onto mine and I kissed back without hesitation. How could someone that's so bad for you, feel so good? He pulls away, and turns me around so my back is facing him. I feel his fingers trace down my back to my bra , and unhooks it effortlessly, than pulling down the strap so I let it fall to the ground. I feel Dean's chest warm chest press against mine, I guess he took his shirt off. I lean against him, and he begins to scatter kisses down my cool neck and shoulders. I close my eyes, feeling ease and relaxation take over my body. His fingers dance against my skin, tracing down my sides till they reach my leggings and he hooks his fingers in before pulling them down. I look over my shoulder to see Dean beginning to crouch while pulling down my leggings until I'm able to step out of them completely. He than places his hands on my hips, hooking his fingers with my panties and begins pulling those down as well. I feel my lower region heat up, and my cheeks turn crimson. Once I'm able to step out of my panties, I feel Dean's lips press against the back of my thighs and works his way up till he's back at my shoulders.

I turn around, wrapping my arms around Dean's neck and pull him against me, colliding my lips onto his. His hands grip my hips tightly and I moan against his lips, feeling his bulge press against me. I pull away, moving my lips to his neck and begin searching for his sweet spot. Eventually I find it, causing a low groan to escape Dean's lip and I smile, feeling accomplished. My lips travel to Dean's collar bone, than down his chest and down his toned stomach till I'm on my knees in front of him. His breath hitches when I hook his pants with my fingers and I can't help but giggle softly. I slowly begin to pull down his pants until they're around his ankles, but he steps out of them quickly. I palm him through his boxers, causing him to let out a soft groan and bite his lip looking down at me. I hook my fingers with his boxers and slowly pull them down, releasing his fully erect member. He steps out of his boxers, quickly pulling me up to my feet before picking me up and sitting me on the sink.

He smashes his lips onto mine, his hands on either side of me, on the sink while I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips. I tighten my legs around him, feeling his member against me causing me to whimper against his lips. He positions himself at my entrance before slowly sliding in. I close my eyes tightly and my tilt my head back, feeling his length fill me.
"D-Dean." I moan softly, trying as much as I could to stay quiet for Gabriel. Dean begins to pump in and out of me at a slow and steady pace, before starting to pick up the pace. I bite down on his shoulder, holding onto him tightly and try to contain my moans.
"Fuck." Dean mutters, picking up the pace. He moves his hands to my hips, pulling me into him and causing me to yelp in pleasure. I dig my nails into his back causing him to groan and pick up the pace even more.
"D-Dean." I moan, not even caring about how loud I was at this point. I felt the pit in my stomach.
"I know baby." He mumbles, than smashes his lips onto mine. The kiss was sloppy and heated and I loved it. I could feel the pit in my stomach grow larger and large till i couldn't hold it anymore.
"DEAN!!!" I shout, feeling my climax hit me all at once. He groans, feeling me tighten around him before releasing on his length. He continued to pump into me, his pumps began to get sloppy and he started moaning more frequently.
"Fuck y/n." He moans, tightening his grip on me before finally releasing into me. He sighs, leaning his head on my shoulder. I lean mind against his, my body still wrapped around him. We stayed like that for awhile until he finally pulled out and I loosened my grip around his body. His lips found mine again and the kiss this time was gentle and passionate. Dean grabs the sweat pants he brought me, helps me slip them on before slipping on my flannel. He slips on some sweats he brought himself.
"Let's get you to bed." He whispers in my ear. I nod, feeling drained as he picks me up bridal style and carries me to my bed. He lays me down gently, tucking me in but before he can leave I grab him hand. "Stay." I whisper. He nods with a smile and turns off the bathroom lightly before crawling into bed with me.