Your POV: I was watching Dean drive his car, a 67 Chevy Impala. He looked so focus, so calm. He looked almost relaxed when he was driving his car, well his baby cause he does call the car that and I'll admit that's adorable. One day we made a stop, Dean made a little face debating on getting a motel room or not. He moved his lips around, thinking as people walked by.
Dear mom, Dean and I made it to Idaho. I miss you and dad like crazy. I'm sorry that I'm not coming home.
I don't want to leave Dean, plus you'll both be arrested because of me.
I love you both so much.
Y/n xoxo
Dean's POV: I love having y/n on the road with me. She's amazing, she's caring, loving, beautiful, smart, looks fucking sexy when she holds a gun. I actually didn't want her to come with me, she had great potential. She could've done something with her life. Me? I'm a killer. That's all I am. Ever since I joined the military. I became a sniper and I loved it. I got discharged after an accident. I came home and saw my family dead. Blood everywhere, my parents' bodies beside each other and my brother and his fiancée's bodies together. I vowed to find the son of bitch who killed my family and i did.
Crowley. I've been tracking him down, hunting him like a wolf. I killed people who had connections to him. I am going to kill this bastard to avenge my family.
After
Your pov: I saw Dean spin a gun and let out the belt out. He was so sexy with a gun.
He looked so serious after. He always made me stay in the car so that no one would think of anything suspicious.
Yeah a couple who goes to a house in the middle of nowhere at nighttime is not suspicious.
Later
You: Dean?
Dean: yeah?
You: you hungry?
Dean: I am. Lay down.
You lay down on the bed, Dean was over you and his teeth went to the elastic around your panties and pulled them down with his teeth. You lift your hips a bit, Dean grabs your panties and tosses them to the side and spreads your legs apart and licks your folds slowly.
You: d...Dean
Dean: fuck you're so wet.
You: Dean...
Dean: I'm so gonna love this meal.
Dean then slides his tongue in and sucks on your clit, growling during the process.
You: oh Dean....
Dean kept up how actions, his tongue moving, licking. His lips sucking, getting your tastes and wetness on his lips and chin, his tongue getting your taste. His lips smirking against your skin as you moan his name and run your fingers in his hair.
You: fuck... Dean... I'm cumming!
Dean: cum then.
Dean sucks on your clit and growls, his tongue licking up and down your folds and sliding back into you, moving left and right, up and down.
You were a moaning mess you then came in dean's mouth, you pulled on his hair and you were still holding a fistful of his hair.
Dean: I love eating especially dinner. *smirks*
You then giggle, Dean then lays beside you and pulls the blanket over you both.
You: I love you Dean.
Dean's POV: she loves me? Who would love a killer? Who would love me? A broken man who nearly died and found his family dead? How could she love me? I love her too but... how could she love me?
Dean: I love you too... y/n.