Tension
Summary: After an argument with Dean because he refuses to let her come on a hunt, she stubbornly decides that she’s going anyway and while she’s packing her bag, Dean decides he wants to clear the air.
Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam.
Warnings: the “c” word, mentions of impending furiously angry sex.
A/N: Yet another “turning innocent GIFS into something kinky” drabble. Literally over this asshole though, like does he think this is a fucking game? The entire GIF set can be found here. I also describe the first GIF in detail but I could only pick one for the header so… yeah. Not beta’ed so all errors, spelling mistakes and general bullshit are entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden.
Dean won’t even look at you. His face drawn angrily in a scowl, he listens to Sam talk about the plan going forward on how to tackle the next case. It’s a dangerous one but aren’t they all? You stare at him across the table, watching the way his jaw tightens as Sam brings up the brutality of the demon you’re about to face, suggesting you stay behind.
“No chance, I’m coming with you.”
“Y/N, we can’t risk it. You’re too close to Dean and this demon knows that. He’s gonna get to you first.”
“Fine, let him. Use me as bait, I don’t care but I am not staying here.” You reply defiantly. You’re still a little bent out of shape from the same damn things coming from Dean’s mouth and wonder if he managed to influence Sam before you all sat down. Stubborn jackass.
Sam glances down at the table shaking his head as Dean remains quiet. Out of the corner of your eye you notice him finally look at you, elbow propped up on the table, chin balanced in hand. Flickering your gaze towards him, you lock stares for a brief moment before he breaks it and looks away disapprovingly.
“What? You not gonna add your two cents?” You frown, leaning back in your chair arms folded over your chest. Dean doesn’t say anything, merely letting his eyes wander back in your direction with a firm blink. “Come on, you had plenty to say earlier Dean. Lets get it all out in the open.” You gesture with your hands.
“Okay whatever lovers’ tiff you’ve had, I suggest you sort it out before we leave.” Sam interjects calmly.
“It’s fine Sam, Dean just needs to get his head out of his ass long enough to realise I’m a grown woman and I can take care of myself,” You stand slowly and push your chair back, “if either of you need me, I’ll be in my room packing.” You stride away from the table, hearing Sam mumble something you can’t quite make out as you sense Dean follow.
Grabbing your bag, you start shoving clothes in before a harsh grip around your wrist stops you in your movements. You glance up to be met with Dean’s disgustingly handsome face, his expression tight with frustration. Even though you can tell he’s unbearably angry with you, the fiery lust that leaks from every pore is almost infectious. You stand upright, squaring up to him as he pulls you hard against his body, his other hand cupping your pussy firmly. You gasp loudly at his manhandling and find yourself getting more turned on by the second.
“You’re a stubborn little cunt you know that?”
You suck your lower lip up between your teeth with a small smirk, watching as Dean’s jaw tenses while his hold against your pussy tightens which causes your underwear to flood.
“Guess we’re two halves of the same coin then aren’t we?”
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