Misha Collins and Mark Sheppard for EW
Imagine having to crash a wedding with Dean as part of a case, and things get a little more heated than you had originally intended.
Imagine Brady filming the two of you having sex to send to Sam and Dean to make them jealous.
Original Imagine: anon requested: Firstly, great fic on dirtyspupernaturalimagines! Could I request a fic where the reader is Dean’s gf and he finds out she can play flute or clarinet. At which point he teases her about it, that is until she gives him a blowjob.
Reader Gender: female
Word Count: 1117
Warnings: cursing, mentions of death, and bullying.
A/N: Don’t know if its my best but I hope you like it anyway anon. Enjoy!
You were getting more and more pissed off by the second. You and the boys had just finished a hunt where you ended up going back to your hometown. The ghost of a girl who had died in your high school was causing deaths to popular students, seeing them as the ones who had bullied her. It was a simple salt and burn run but that wasn’t what angered you. In a glass case in the main hallway of the high school was a photo of you and a small ensemble. You had won solo and ensemble three years in a row, due to your talent on the flute. When Dean had seen the picture and found out that you could play he began to tease you relentlessly. “What else do you blow _____?” he had smirked at you. You had elbowed him in the side and tried to ignore him the rest of the hunt.
And that’s what had landed you here, in the kitchen of the bunker glaring at Dean. He stood, arms crossed, smirking at you teasingly. Sam had gone out and Cas was God knows where, so it was just the two of you. “I don’t understand why you can’t just drop it Dean. It was high school, yes I was a bandie okay? Can you just leave me alone and stop making all these crude jokes. I’ve heard them all before.” you were close to tears. You didn’t like to admit that you had feelings for Dean and that when he teased you sometimes he went a little overboard. His smirk widened.
"Does it really bother you that I tease you?" He came closer to you, making you back up against the kitchen sink. He stared you down. You swallowed thickly and nodded.
"Yeah it gets really annoying after a while and I-" you gasped suddenly as he leaned down and kissed your neck lightly, your face turned brilliant red. he pulled away and kissed your lips lightly, smiling when your breathing hitched and you squirmed under his touch.
"I’m just a little shocked you never put that pretty mouth to better use," he whispered against your lips, he pressed his hips into yours slightly and you could feel his hard on. He was turned on? Seriously? You looked anywhere but his face, knowing if you looked at him you’d end up begging him to take you right then and there.
"I don’t understand what you mean," he grabbed your face in his hand and tilted your head so you were lost in those beautiful green eyes.
"I think you should blow me instead. I want to know what it feel like to have those pretty little lips wrapped around my cock. I think it could be a very musical experience for both of us,” he winked at you. “If you do that for me I might be inclined to stop picking on you about-” you surprised him by shoving him back against the kitchen table and kissing him fiercely. It only took him a moment to recover and then he was kissing you back just as hard and passionate as you were. Your hands fumbled with the button of his jeans and you yanked them down along with his boxers, freeing his erection, which was standing proud. You pulled away and pushed his shoulders so he was laying back on the kitchen table, he stared at you in awe and groaned when you wrapped your hand around his base and began to pump him slowly in your hand.
"You really have no idea who you’re fucking with do you," you teased him. He shifted his hips and you pressed your hand against his hips to stop him. "Don’t move. You move and I’ll stop." Dean nodded and laid his head back against the wood of the table, trying to breathe evenly. You leaned your head down and blew on the head of his cock lightly, earning a deep groan from him.
”_____ please don’t. Don’t tease me.” you raised an eye brow at him. He looked at you with pleading eyes. You smiled and licked him from base to head before taking him fully in your mouth. You hummed against him and began to bob your head up and down slowly, causing frustrated grunts to leave Dean, as you kept your hands firmly on his hips to keep him from bucking up into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around the tip, licking up the precum and rubbed your tongue up and down the sides as you bobbed in and out. You could feel the wetness between your legs grow with every grunt and moan Dean let out. “_____ please more. Uh fuck baby,” he groaned. He reached out, unable to take it anymore and grasped your hair in his hand, pushing your head up and down faster, You could feel his cock twitch in your mouth and you knew he was getting closer to his edge, you reached down and put your hand in your pants to play with your clit, rubbing it as fast and hard as you were sucking Dean. Since you let his hips up he started deep throating you as hard and fast as he could, thrusting his hips in and out of your mouth. You knew he was about to cum so you swiped your tongue against his head once more and moaned around him. The vibrations were all to much and he came, spurting hot cum at the back of your throat, you waited and let him finish, before you swallowed it all and gave his head a kiss. You stood up with your hands on your hips smirking at him.
"How was that for musical." Your cockiness melted away, when Dean stood up, kicked his pants off and lifted you in his arms. He kissed you hard.
"I think I wanna hear you sing my name now.” He carried you to his room and threw you on the bed. He then crawled up your body and began licking and sucking on your neck.
"What about Sam he could-" Dean silenced you with a kiss, before sliding his hands up your shirt to remove it.
"Sam knows not to interrupt a concert."
- if i was a doctor
- hot guy: i sprained my wrist
- me: okay take off your underwear
none of that was expected.
I have seen this at least five times and every time the ending takes me by surprise
The leg up at the end tho.
I like the coach, putting his hands on his knees like, “Welp, that wasn’t it.”
i was almost like “oh man that sucks” and then her leg popped and i fucking lost it
That leg is killing me
THE LEG KILLED ME
falling with style
i reblogged this a million times and i still dont know what it’s funnier: the leg or the coach
the fact that the coach is her father makes this funnier
a special message for a very special someone
dont you dare think
for even a second
that nobody saw you
when you decided this waS AN ACCEPTABLE WAY TO PARK YOUR VEHICLE BECAUSE I SAW IT OKAY I FUCKING SAW IT YOUR CRAPPY PARKING JOB IS ON GOOGLE MAPS IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE WORLD
how did you find this
so i met my soul mate tonight
This is the greatest chat moment ever.
Get this to Tyler immediately
Let him see tjis
OH MY FUCKING GOD IT’S BACK.
I will ALWAYS reblog this. No matter what.
I’m so fucking weird
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet.
I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time, I care about a lot.
I hate people but I want to be everyone’s friend.
I hate myself but I’m completely fabulous.
I need help.
"Your dress is too short."
Thanks, the designer used your dick for inspiration.
OH MYG OD