Content Label: Mature: Sexual Themes

Local Legends 1- VIP

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Author’s Note: This is part one of Local Legends miniseries, a nightclub AU with a bit of a twist.

Summary: The Winchesters are Lebanon legends, courting controversy like any wealthy family does. Y/n has always been interested in the gossip, but never had cause to be a part of it, until she runs into Dean Winchester at his nightclub and gets the fabled black business card that lets her into the VIP lounge.

Pairing: Dean x Reader, OMC (Rick) x Reader

Word count: 3331

Story Warnings: cheating/infidelity, angst, public smut, 18+! HERE BE SEX!! DON’T READ IF YOU’RE A YOUNG’UN!!!, fingering, exhibitionism,

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"It's been how long?" your best friend, Luna, asked, her eyes going wide.

You looked down as you stirred your cocktail with the straw. "It's been a month."

"What, exactly, is the point of having a boyfriend if you aren't having sex?"

"We...we spend time together. Not everything has to be about sex."

"Shut up!" She giggled as you took a drink. "You have one of the craziest libidos of anyone I've ever met! This has to be driving you nuts."

"That’s…" You started to argue but you couldn't. She knew you too well. "...what vibrators are for."

"No, it's not! What the hell?" She leaned forward and looked in your eyes. "What's his problem?"

You shrugged. "Maybe he's not attracted to me anymore," you suggested, letting your insecurities show. She was the only one you showed them to. "Maybe my crazy libido is too much for him. He wouldn't be the first guy to get turned off by the fact that I'm so often turned on." You took a drink and tried to ignore the feelings. "Or maybe things just haven't been feasible for the past month. I-D-K."

"It's bullshit. Where is he now? Why isn't he fucking you right this minute?"

You rolled your eyes. "He doesn't owe me sex, Luna."

"What's the point then?! He's serving no purpose more than friendship if you're not getting any!"

You shushed her and looked around the bar to see if anyone was paying attention. "Shut your face." You sighed. "It's frustrating but I love him and-"

"You aren't just frustrated. You get all depressed when you're not getting laid."

“It’s not that big a deal.”

She shook her head. “Ya know, guys always think they want a girl who loves sex until they get one.”

“Some guys,” a deep voice chimed in from behind you. You turned to see who was interrupting your conversation and gasped. The myth, the legend, the Dean Winchester. “But a good man knows exactly how to deal with a woman who wants a little extra.”

Content Label: Mature

Sexual themes

#cassie writes stuff #spn fanfic #spn au #infidelity #cheating #public sex #dean x reader #reader x omc

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Bad Ideas and Worse Decisions

Author’s Note: This is a part three to Meant To Be and Not Meant To Be. (I still don’t have a name for this series yet...someone help!) It also fills my In Vino Veritas square for @spndeanbingo (Idk if it’s still going or not...might’ve run out of time)

Summary: Y/n takes a chance to see her ex-boyfriend Jensen at a Supernatural convention in Dallas. Things take a turn for the worse.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word count: 4533

Story Warnings: Angst, sads, past breakup, marital discord, regrets, drinking, adultery/infidelity (as in cheating), NO WIFE HATE! (it’s just a story) 18+! HERE BE SEX!! DON’T READ IF YOU’RE A YOUNG’UN!!!, unprotected sex

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You weren't sure it was a good idea. Shit, he probably didn't even remember you. It was a couple months together and it was fourteen years ago...and it was mostly a long-distance relationship anyway. Would he even recognize you?

As many years as he'd been doing the conventions, it had taken you that long to get up the nerve to buy a ticket, come hang out with his fans...see him in person again.

It wasn't like you were completely out of place at the convention. You'd been watching the show since the first season. You knew it just as obsessively as the rest of the plaid-clad people surrounding you. You just had the added knowledge of what Ackles tongue tasted like...at least what it tasted like fourteen years ago.

Your friends never understood how you could watch your ex-boyfriend's TV show and your ex-husband gave you untold shit about it until the day he left you, but you couldn't stop. Kripke created a compelling world and Jensen and Jared had breathed life into the brothers so perfectly.

Your ticket was Gold. Row C on an aisle just in case you needed to run. You were certain you were going to flee. It was a bad choice to come to the con...wasn't it? Even if he did recognize you...what, was he gonna wanna catch up, talk about the little bit of time you had together?

Bad choice or not, you just wanted to see him. You had to. There was just something about him that haunted you.

#cassie writes stuff #spn fanfic #reader-insert #spn rpf #jensen ackles #jensen x reader #infidelity #cheating