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beanthesprout · 4 months

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Sweet Angel

Sub!Castiel x soft dom!afab reader

Castiel is feeling things he's never felt before. Things he thought he shouldn't feel as an angel. And you're more than happy to help him explore

Warnings: marking, oral sex (m recieving), pentrative sex, p in v, unprotected sex

All the boys were supposed to be out today. That's what they'd told you. Sam and Dean had taken Jack out on a hunt, and Cas was off with Bobby doing research.

You loved having the bunker to yourself. It gave you the opportunity to be more...free with your clothing choices. You loved and trusted your boys but you weren't keen on the idea of them seeing you walk around the way you were right now.

Panties and a t-shirt. No bra. And by God was it comfortable. No one was supposed to be back until the next morning, so for now you were relishing having the place to yourself.

You were wandering out of the kitchen with a beer, wanting to go back to the library to continue reading that book on witches you'd found. You were not expecting to see Castiel standing in the middle of the library, jaw dropped and face bright red as he saw you walk in.

"Oh fuck."

Cas just stared, mouth opening and closing like he wanted to say something but he just couldn't get the words out. Your embarrassment quickly turned to amusement.

Your eyes drifted down to see that he seemed to have a bit of a problem in his pants.

"You doin alright angel?"

He raised his hands to rub his face and turn away.

"I'm sorry. I-I wasn't expecting you to have so little clothes on."

"You're more flustered than I am." You snickered.

He stayed turned away from you and you could see he was trying to adjust his pants. You set your beer on top of a bookcase and walked up behind him to lean over his shoulder and whisper in his ear.

"You having some trouble there angel?"

You heard his breath hitch in his throat at your low sultry tone and he turns his head to look at you with wide eyes.

"I've never-I dont..." His gruff voice was full of confusion. You looked down to see him trying to cover himself with his trenchant.

"I can take care of it for you." You offered sweetly.

"How?"

You grinned and went around to face him and gently pushed him backwards so he stumbled into a chair.

He sat there, legs spread and wide eyed. His face covered in shock and nervousness. You kneeled in front of him and gently ran your fingers up and down the tops of his thighs.

"What're you doing?"

"Will you let me show you just how pleasurable it is to have a human body?"

Cas hesitated, his eyes searching your own for a moment before nodding.

"I need words sweetheart."

"Yes. Yes please."

A satisfied smile spread over your face as you let your hands slide down to glide over his inner thighs. He shivered as your touch went higher and higher.

Slowly you reached up to undo his belt and slowly tugged his pants down, murmuring at him to lift his hips for you, which he did immediately.

He watched you closely as you kissed up his thighs, letting out a gasp when you bit down on the soft skin of his inner thigh. You ran your tongue over the bite mark soothingly. You turned your attention to his other thigh, leaving bites and hickies all the way up.

"So sensitive." You murmured before sucking another hickey onto his thigh. Cas groaned loudly, his hands gripping tightly at the arm rests of his chair.

You leaned forward to press a kiss to his tip straining against his boxers. He sucked in a harsh breath at the action.

You gently eased him out of his underwear, enamored with the way his cock pulled free.

He whimpered when he felt your breath against it, watching intently as you licked a stripe from base to tip. He let out a strangled groan as you took the tip into his mouth, swirling your tongue around it.

You slowly took more of him into your mouth, watching his face contort with pleasure and his breath quicken.

You began bobbing your head as you took more and more of him in, eventually feeling him hit the back of your throat. He began messily thrusting into your mouth, the feelings overtaking him.

You reached up to guide his hand to your head and he immediately gripped your hair to start pushing you down on his cock. You choked a bit at first but quickly adjusted to his pace. His head lolled back as moans and groans loudly.

It didn't take long before his hips started to stutter and he tried to press you further onto his cock despite your face already being buried in his curly thick hair.

After a few more thrusts he finally emptied into your mouth, whimpering and moaning. You swallowed before gently pulling off.

Cas was panting heavily staring up at the ceiling, slowly he lowered his head to look down at you.

"You like that angel?" You grinned proudly.

"That was...unlike anything I've ever experienced."

You pressed a soft kiss to his thigh before reaching to pull his underwear back on, but he grabbed his wrists to stop you.

"What about you?"

"You don't need to worry about me sweetheart."

"I want you to feel it too." His voice was gruff, tone full of want. His eyes were intent and his cheeks were still flushed. You softened, it was sweet of him.

You stood up and leaned in to kiss him, which he happily accepted. It didn't take long until your tongue was in his mouth, he sighed at the feeling. His lips moved against yours, he was inexperienced but he was still trying. And you found it adorable.

He reached his hands up to hesitantly rest on your waist and you moved to sit on his lap, your thighs on either side of his waist. He made a small noise of surprise but continued kissing you hungrily.

You gently started to grind your hips against his, and the simple action had him moaning again and rolling his hips up into you. You grinding against him with your soaked panties was enough to make him feel that desperation and need all over again.

You'd started moaning yourself, the friction was immensely pleasurable, especially as you felt him grow hard again. God it was delicious.

You pulled back and started kissing his neck, sucking hickies onto his skin as you ran your fingers through his hair. You started to grind harder against him, enjoying the sweet breathy moans it pulled from him.

He knew he sounded pathetic, absolutely drunk on you despite being a warrior of heaven. But he really didn't care. The only thing he cared about was you and the things you were making him feel in that moment.

"More. Need more." He rasped out.

"Oh my sweet angel. I'll give you more." You whispered in his ear before nibbling his earlobe. He moaned in response, his hands tightening his grip on your waist.

You tugged your panties to the side and gently guided him to your entrance before sinking down onto him, gasping at the feeling. His fingers dug into your hips so hard you were certain there would be bruises.

You settled fully onto him, hands running through his hair.

"This what you were wanting Cas?" Your tone was teasing.

"God yes." He groaned.

Slowly you started to move on him, rolling your hips, finding the tempo that'd have both of you moaning and stuttering incoherently. His hands tugged your shirt off and he toyed with your breasts, pinching at your nipples and groping you.

And God was it good. He dragged against you in a way you'd never experienced before, and the way you fluttered and clenched around him had him crying out into your shoulder.

Over and over you murmured words of praise, encouraging him as he desperately fucked up into you.

It really didn't take long to reach your climax, clamping down on him as you cried out into his shoulder. He desperately kept going, trying his best not to release until you'd completely finished. And when you'd fallen limp against him he thrust into you a few more times before you felt heat fill you.

You both sat there for a few moments, panting as you held onto each other. Slowly you eased yourself off of him.

"Can you get me a wet washcloth please?"

He grunted and nodded, maneuvering you so you were sitting in the chair. He stood and pulled up his pants before walking off and coming back with a warm wet washcloth and kneeled down to clean you up. He froze though, enamored with the way his cum was dripling out of you.

"Cas?"

Your voice pulled him out of his stupor and he stuttered an apology before gently cleaning you up and helping you put your shirt on.

When he was done you stood up unsteady and he quickly moved to pick you up and carry you to your room.

"This isn't necessary." You chuckled.

"Of course it is." His tone made it clear there was no argument to be made.

"Well thank you." You pressed a kiss to his cheek and giggled when he blushed.

He set you down on your bed, bringing you a new pair of underwear.

"Thank you." He mumbled as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"You don't have to thank me," you chuckled, "I enjoyed it too."

"I just mean, thank you for giving me such a pleasurable experience. It's one I will never forget. And...I glad it was with you."

You practically melted at his words and hugged him from behind, "Let me know if you ever want to do it again."

He nodded in response.

You had a feeling he'd be coming to your room a lot more frequently.

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beanthesprout · 4 months

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Just Like That

Soft Bucky x fem reader

Bucky can't handle seeing you in his shirt.

Warnings: soft dom bucky, praise kink, body worshipping, fingering, vaginal penetration

Requested by @bucky-barnes-lover

I hope you like it! I'm a bit rusty with writing so I'm sorry if it's weird or if he's out of character.

Requests are still open!

Bucky was anxiously waiting on the couch of the common room in the Avenger's Tower. You were supposed to be returning from a pretty dangerous mission. He was well aware you could absolutely handle anything thrown your way, but he still couldn't help but worry. He adored you.

His head snapped up as he heard the elevator ding and footsteps coming down the hall. You were waving off Tony, trying to just go and shower and relax after the mission you'd just had, but he was insistent on discussing your next mission.

Bucky stood as you walked in the room and felt his heart melt as he watched your face of annoyance over Tony change to one of warmth and adoration when you saw him. You happily waved off Tony and walked up to Bucky and gave him a loving kiss.

"Hey sweetheart." You murmured.

"Hey doll." His voice was low and warm, "How'd it go?"

"Good as usual. I'm sore and exhausted though."

His hand came up to stroke your cheek and you leaned into his touch.

"Can we go lay in bed after my shower?" You asked.

"Of course we can."

You grinned and kissed his cheek before making your way to shower. You grabbed a some fresh underwear and one of Bucky's old t-shirts.

The shower felt like heaven. Hot water relaxed your muscles and washed away the grime. You took your time, eventually stepping out and slathering on that lavender scented lotion you and Bucky loved and pulling on the underwear and shirt you'd grabbed.

You loved wearing his shirts, they were so soft and fit comfortably. You preferred his clothes to yours any day.

You wandered into Bucky's room, hair still dripping, he was sitting on the edge of the bed and looked up when you walked in. A blush colored his cheeks when he saw you.

"That's my shirt." He sounded indifferent but you could hear the tiniest bit of amusement in his voice.

"Mine now."

He stared at you for a moment before patting his thigh, "C'mere."

Obediently you moved to straddle his lap, your thighs resting on either side of him. His hands came to rest on your waist.

"You're beautiful." He murmured.

"Thank you." You said softly.

He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your jaw, trailing up before nibbling on your earlobe. You sighed softly, which caused him to grin.

His hands trailed to the edge of your shirt, fingers playing with the hem.

"You're drivin me crazy doll." His voice was husky with lust.

"I'm not even doing anything Buck." You chuckled.

"You're doing everything." He whispered as he pressed kisses to your neck, gently sucking and teasing at the skin with his teeth.

Soft moans fell from your lips as he left marks from your neck down to your chest.

"Keep making those pretty noises for me doll." He groaned against your neck as his hands slid under your shirt.

The coolness of his metal fingers gave tou goosebumps and pulled another moan from you. Your hands grabbed at his shirt and he gently bit your neck. Every little thing he did was driving you crazy.

His hands slid further up your shirt to grope at your breasts, teasing your nipples, grinning at the way you squirmed and whined.

In the blink of an eye his arms wrapped around you and he flipped the two of you over so you were laying on the bed and he was leaning over you.

"You look so good like that." He was staring down at your flushed face, you were slightly panting. You looked like a mess, but to him you'd never been more beautiful.

He leaned down to press his lips to yours, grunting softly when you eagerly kissed him back. You reached your arms up to wrap around his neck but he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head. His metal hand trailed from your jaw, down your neck and over your chest to the hem of your underwear.

He slid his tongue into your mouth, drawing out a moan from both of you. He pulled back to look at you.

"Let me take care of you." His voice was a murmur, his breath tickled your lips.

"Please."

"Good girl."

His metal fingers swiftly tugged your panties down below your knees and he gently pushed a finger into you. Your back arched with a moan.

"That's right. Just like that baby." He whispered in your ear.

His finger pumped in and out of you, curling deliciously to hit that sweet spot. He added a second finger and you felt like you were going to lose your mind.

You moaned his name over and over as he pushed you closer and closer to your high. His pace was steady and strong, he knew exactly how to please you.

"Good girl. You're doing so well for me doll. Look at the way you take me." He groaned into your ear.

He reveled in the way you moaned his name and ground yourself against his hand. He was enamored with the way you clenched around him, the way your back arched, the way your lips moved as you gasped out his name. All of it drew him in.

He dragged his fingers in and out of you, curling them at every push in. It didn't take long before you were crying out his name, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He kept going until you'd completely finished, kissing you softly when you fell limp. He released your pinned wrists and gently pulled his fingers from you and held them to your lips.

"Clean the mess you made." He purred.

Obediently you opened your mouth to suck his fingers clean, your tongue swirling around the smooth metal. His breathing grew a little heavier at the sight.

"That's a good girl." He murmured, his eyes fully focused on your lips wrapped around his fingers.

When you finally released them he leaned down to kiss you again, it was soft and sweet.

One arm settled above your head to prop himself up while the other tugged off his clothes. Your hands raised to help him tug his clothes off, then drifted over his skin. He chuckled at that, you were just as dumbstruck as he was when clothes came off.

He rummaged through his bedside table and pulled out a condom, ripping the wrapper open with his teeth and quickly rolling it out.

"You want lube doll?" He asked as he kissed your jaw.

You nodded and he slathered some lube on his cock before gently guiding it into you. You let out a moan as he did, feeling every inch fill you.

"God you take me so well." He groaned.

You whimpered in response, clawing at his back as he started thrusting into you. He gradually picked up his pace, and his hand dipped between your legs to rub your clit.

The sounds of both your moans filled the room. He muttered sweet praises over and over as he fucked you, and all you could do was moan in response.

"Good girl. Thats right. Say my name just like that." He groaned.

You cried out his name as he thrust into you expertly, repeatedly thrusting at that same angle and quickly driving you to another orgasm.

A few more thrusts and you'd snapped, you clenched around him as he fucked you through your orgasm arching into his chest and grabbing at his broad shoulders. After you'd finished he kept going, the overstimulation bringing tears to your eyes.

"I'm almost there baby. Hold on." He kissed your cheek as he kept thrusting into you, bringing himself to his own orgasm.

It didn't take long before his hips started stuttering and he thrust deep into you one last time before releasing into the condom. The two of you lay there panting heavily before he eased himself out of you. He swiftly disposed of the condom and brought you a wet rag to clean yourself up before sliding your underwear on and tugging your shirt down and sliding his own boxers on.

"Ready for that nap doll?" He nuzzled your neck and you nodded.

He gently helped you maneuver under the blankets and pulled you close. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep as he gently grazed his fingers over your back.

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beanthesprout · 5 months

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Hey yall! Sorry I disappeared for months on end, I started nursing school back in August and it completely took over my life. I'm on winter break now so thankfully I'll have some time to write. If you've made a request anytime since early to mid August I haven't seen it and I can't see all the notifications I've gotten since then. Go ahead and shoot me a message with any requests you've got and I'll start working on them over the next couple of days.

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beanthesprout · 9 months

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Needy

Sub!Bucky Barnes x fem reader

Summary: Seeing you in that sexy dress at Tony's party simultaneously made it more enjoyable and utterly unbearable.

Warnings: fingering, riding, praise kink, a tad of degradation mixed in there, little bit of fluff at the very end

Bucky was listening to Steve talk to one of Tony's business associates when you walked in. His eyes had been on the entrance he knew you'd come in through since he arrived, and when he saw Nat come in he knew you weren't too far behind.

You hated these parties just as much as he did, but Nat and Wanda adored having an opportunity to dress you up and make you feel hot. Eyes were always on the three of you at these things.

He knew you were going to look good. Scratch that. He knew you were going to look great. However, he wasn't expecting you to come in wearing that sleek black dress with the neckline that plunged so deep it made your tits look fucking amazing. And he certainly wasn't expecting to see the sweet skin of your thigh peeking out from the slit in the dress that ended just under your panty line. And he wasn't expecting the elegant hairdo that allowed a few stray locks to temptingly brush against your neck and shoulder.

The moment Bucky saw you he knew he was absolutely fucked. He felt himself swallow as he watched you make your way towards him with the other two girls. His grip on his glass tightened as he saw a sweet smile spread across your features when you looked at him.

He couldn't decide if he wanted you on your knees in front of him with his cock in your mouth or if he wanted you on top of him as he desperately fucked up into you. All he knew was that one way or another he wanted his dick inside of you.

Your hands came to wrap around his arm when you got to his side, greeting Steve with a warm smile. Bucky didn't even notice Nat and Wanda sharing a knowing look as he was too busy staring at you, lips parted in awe.

You looked up at him and said something. Bucky blinked, processing that you'd said something.

"What?"

"I asked how you were." You tilted your head slightly, a habit he found adorable.

"Fine." He said quickly.

You raised a brow.

"I'm fine." He reassured you.

Your eyes searched his for a moment before nodding, head turning back to engage in whatever conversation Nat and Wanda were having with Steve and that other man.

Minutes seemed to pass by like hours and hours seemed to pass like days as Bucky frustratedly waited for this stupid party to be over. He wasn't sure if this was his own personal heaven, being able to see you like this, or if it was his own personal hell considering he couldn't do anything about it.

The entire night his gaze was on you, his friends quickly giving up on trying to include him in the conversation. Bucky didn't even notice the people cycling past. All he could focus on was your hands on his arm, the way your chest moved as you laughed, and the way your hair brushed against the skin he so desperately wanted to kiss.

The party's end couldn't come soon enough. Once you'd deemed that it was a polite time to leave, you bid your friends a goodnight and led Bucky out of the ballroom and up to his room. The moment you were in the elevator Bucky had you up against the wall.

One hand on your ass and the other on your waist as his mouth hungrily sucked bruises into your neck, a thigh had pushed its way between your legs and was pressed against your cunt. You gasped when Bucky bit down on that sensitive spot on your neck, and you began to grind against his thigh.

All too soon the elevator doors opened to your floor, Bucky pulled back and grabbed your hand, dragging you to his room. As soon as the door shut you were pressed against it, Buckys mouth now on the parts of your boobs that were shown by the dress.

You moaned as he sucked harshly on your skin.

"I've never seen you this desperate before, Buck."

"Need you. Need you so bad." He groaned as your hands came to gently tug at his hair.

"Then let me take care of you baby." You murmured, gently pushing him off and to the edge of his bed.

"Strip." You ordered. And Bucky couldn't move fast enough, desperately sloughing off his clothes so that he was left naked before you, dick standing at attention.

"Sit."

Bucky quickly sat on his bed, eyes glued to you.

Slowly you began to remove your dress, pulling down the straps on your shoulders before allowing the whole thing to fall at your feet. You stood in front of Bucky in nothing but a pair of lacy black panties. You watched as his jaw clenched and his hands gripped the edge of the bed. You slowly removed your panties and dropped them on the floor, his eyes watching every movement.

You moved towards him, straddling his thighs. Your hands glided up his chest to his shoulders as you leaned in and kissed him deeply, tongue sliding into his mouth.

You pulled back after a moment.

"Finger me Buck. Prep me for that beautiful fat cock of yours." You whispered.

Bucky swallowed, lifting his metal hand from where it rested on your thigh to slip into your wet heat. You groaned as he did, the cold metal a pleasant sensation. He pumped his finger in you, swiftly adding another and he began to scissor you, stretching you out. You moaned as he did, his thick fingers feeling so good against the walls of you cunt.

But it would be nothing compared to the stretch and drag of his dick.

Soon enough, Bucky deemed you ready to take him. He pulled his fingers out of you and shoved them into his mouth, moaning at the taste of you.

"You ready Bucky?"

"Yes. Please."

You pressed a kiss to his lips before lining yourself up and slowly sinking down on him. Bucky let out a groan, hands gripping your waist. You were sure there would be bruises tomorrow, but you certainly didn't mind.

You sunk all the way down, bottoming out. You nipped at Buckys jaw as he panted slightly, the feeling of you around him like this always left him breathless.

"I'm gonna fuck you stupid James." You murmured before rising up and swiftly dropping yourself back down onto his cock, drawing out a moan from him.

And fuck him stupid you did, you rode him fast and hard. You watched as he tossed his head back, entirely focused on the feeling of you riding him mercilessly.

"Such a slut for me aren't you James? You're just desperate to have your cock stuffed inside of me baby."

Bucky moaned an agreement as his hips started to thrust up into you.

"Such a good boy letting me fuck you like this baby," You moaned as his dick hit that sweet spot, "Such a good boy."

Buckys cock dragged against your walls, your pussy eagerly clenching around him.

It didn't take long for Bucky to reach his climax. The combination of your sweet praises and your pussy deliciously choking his cock had him feeling like he was in heaven. His thrusts up into you began to grow sloppy before he released inside of you. You kept riding him until tears pricked his eyes with overstimulation.

"Too much doll. Too much." He whimpered.

"Be a good little slut and let me finish." You groaned out, desperately fucking yourself on him. His face came forward to hide in your neck, mouthing at your skin as he moaned and whimpered.

Finally, you came. Your own cum dripping out along with his as you pulled up off of him. His arms wrapped around your waist as he hugged you.

"So beautiful." He murmured.

You chuckled, "You like the dress that much huh?"

"Mhm."

"I'll keep that in mind love."

After a few minutes Bucky laid you down on the bed and went to retrieve a cloth to clean you up and start a bath for you two to sit in together.

That night you cuddled up into his chest, draped in one of his shirts. He held you tight and pressed a kiss to your forehead before falling asleep.

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beanthesprout · 9 months

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On Your Knees

Sub!Dean Winchester x soft dom!fem reader

Summary: A night alone on the bunker leads to your boyfriend begging to taste you

Warnings: cunnilingus, fingering, jerking off, submissive Dean, soft dom reader, praise kink

Your hands were interlaced on the arms of the recliners you two were sitting in. You were engrossed in the movie playing on the screen, which happened to be one of your favorites. Dean, however, could only pay attention to you and how hard his dick was in his sweatpants.

You let out a gasp at something in the movie, but all it did was remind Dean of the pretty little noises you made when he had his face buried between your thighs. He nearly groaned aloud at the thought.

You turned your head towards him to make a comment about the movie only to see him staring at you, lips parted, pupils blown wide with lust. You glanced down at his crotch, brows raising slightly at the very obvious erection he had.

You mouth spread into a grin.

"Oh baby, do you need me to take care of you?" You cooed, lifting his hand to press a kiss to the top of it.

Dean shook his head in response.

"I want...I want to taste you." He said huskily.

"Then by all means, get on your knees." You purred.

Eagerly, Dean slid off his chair and kneeled between your legs, looking up at you patiently.

You leaned down, kissing him, hand coming up to cup his cheek. He licked your bottom lip and you parted your lips for him, allowing him to explore your mouth. He groaned at the sensation, his hands coming up to tangle in your hair.

You pulled away gently, stroking his cheek.

"Go ahead love, taste me." You said as you leaned back in your chair.

Dean's eyes sparkled with excitement as he swiftly pulled off your sweats and underwear. You were already a little wet after seeing how desperately he wanted you, and seeing the way he openly ogled you in amazement only made you wetter.

He began with your thighs, kissing and sucking and biting them, intent on leaving marks. You hummed, pleased, as purple splotches appeared closer and closer to your heat, Dean's stubble scratching deliciously on your skin. His hands gripped your thighs tightly, holding on for dear life.

Right before he got to your pussy he looked up at you, asking permission. You silently nodded.

Dean felt his heart pound as he leaned forward and let his tongue run up your slit to your clit. Feeling his dick twitch as you let out a groan.

He began to slowly eat you out, savoring the taste. His tongue came up to circle your clit, causing you to let out a whine.

"Good boy." You groaned as his tongue dipped inside of you. He let out a little moan at your praise.

You ran your fingers through his hair as he devoured you, "You look so pretty between my thighs baby, pleasing me so well."

His grip on your thighs tightened as his mouth began to work faster, desperate to please you. His mouth moved up and wrapped around your clit and began to suck on it, you let out a loud moan.

"Fuck baby. Keep doing that." You gasped out as your fingers gently scratched at his scalp, encouraging him on.

Dean groaned at the feeling and continued to suck on your clit as he removed one hand from your thigh to slip a finger into your aching cunt.

You cried out his name as he pumped his finger inside of you a few times before adding a second. You could feel his moans and groans against you as praises fell from your lips, his tongue flicked over your sensitive bud.

After only a few more moments of Dean sucking on and fingering you, you came. You let out a loud moan as he continued to finger fuck you through your orgasm.

When you finished, Dean didn't stop. Opting to keep going, hoping to get you to cum again. He pulled his fingers out, but before he could suck them clean you snatched his wrist and pulled his hand towards your mouth. You sucked his fingers into your mouth, tongue swirling around them as you cleaned yourself off of him. Dean moaned at the sight.

You released him and he immediately moved to eat you out again, licking up the cum that had spilled out of you. You were all the more sensitive now, so feeling Dean's tongue desperately licking in every crevice of your pussy had you gasping and moaning.

"Fuck. Good boy. You're doing so well baby. So so well."

Dean pulled away momentarily, "Can I touch myself? Please?"

"Yes. God yes." You groaned out, the thought of him getting off on eating you out had you clenching.

Dean spat into his hand, slipping it into his sweats and began to jerk himself off as his mouth returned to its previous task.

Now that he was touching himself, his moans were getting more frequent, only adding to the pleasure of having his mouth on you.

You quickly neared your second orgasm.

"Fuck. Dean I'm gonna cum."

The hand in his pants began to move faster along with his mouth, desperate to get himself to cum along with you.

You reached your highs simultaneously, Dean desperately fucking into his own hand as his tongue fucked you through your own orgasm.

After you'd both finished, Dean pulled his hand out of his pants, cum covering his fingers.

"Let me clean that off for you love." You murmured as you leaned forward and seductively licked the cum from his hand.

"Fuck sweetheart if I hadn't just cum I'd be hard all over again." He groaned.

You grinned and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Did I do well?" He asked, looking at you hopefully.

"Very well Dean. Very very well."

Dean smiled brightly.

"What do you say we go take a shower?" You asked.

"I'd be delighted sugar." He replied, turning off the TV and picking up your discarded sweats and underwear.

You stood in front of him, palming his dick as you leaned up and whispered in his ear.

"Maybe we can have a little fun in there."

"Oh I like that idea." He grinned as one hand came down to grab a handful of your ass.

"Then hurry up." You giggled before turning and racing off to the bathroom, Dean not too far behind.

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beanthesprout · 9 months

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His T-shirt

Dean Winchester x fem reader

Summary: Dean can't keep his eyes off you when you wear his t-shirt for the first time.

Warnings: fingering, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, p in v sex

He'd been watching you all morning. He'd tried to be sneaky about it. But you could see his glances at you.

The way his shirt hung over your body was driving him crazy. Seeing the hem brush against your thigh, riding up a bit when you say down next to him. And the fact that it was his shirt you were wearing...it was kicking his hormones into overdrive.

You'd just had sex earlier that morning, and after cleaning up you'd stolen his t-shirt before walking out to find some breakfast. He'd thought he'd been satiated but seeing you like that made him want more. He wanted to fuck you in that shirt. He wanted to see it pulled up over your tits as he sucked on and played with them.

"Dean."

His eyes flicked up from where they'd been staring at your thigh, "Hm?"

"I've seen you staring." You smirked.

"I dont-I havent-"

"If you want something," you walked up to him, hands on his chest and body pressed up against his, "Say so."

Dean swallowed hard. He'd been half hard before, but they way you were looking at him, and having you pressed up against you had his dick hard and needy in his boxers. You could feel it pressing against you.

"I need you baby." He said huskily.

"Did I not satisfy you love?"

"No no you did," he was quick to correct you, "But seeing you in my shirt...I just want you more."

You leaned up and whispered in his ear, "Then take it."

His hands came down to grab your ass, lifting you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He carried you back to the bedroom and set you down on the bed and began to kiss your neck.

You giggled, teasingly dragging your fingernails down his back, leaving goosebumps in your wake. The needy man was already grinding against you, dragging against your clit leaving you whining for more.

Dean's rough hands slipped up your shirt and began toying with your nipples, squeezing and pinching while you gasped underneath him.

"Fuck sweetheart you get me riled up so easily." He groaned before leaving yet another mark on your neck.

A particularly rough grind of his cock against your pussy had you moaning and wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer, lifting your hips to move in synchronization with him.

"Dean please."

"Please what baby?" You could hear the grin in his voice. He loved when you begged.

"More. I need more." You whined.

"Your wish is my command." He murmured as he unhooked your legs from his waist and kneeled before you at the edge of the bed.

His finger dragged over the wet spot on your underwear.

"Looks like I get you riled up too." He smirked, eyes lifting to meet yours. You bit your lip.

He quickly slid your underwear off, tossing it somewhere behind him. Dean kissed the inside of your thigh.

"You're so beautiful baby. So so beautiful." He murmured before leaning forward and licking a stripe up your wet cunt.

You gasped, hands gripping the sheets. Dean looked up at you already looking thoroughly fucked out.

You let out a moan as his tongue glided through your folds, tasting every inch of you like he never had before. Savoring the taste of you. His mouth moved up to suck in your clit, tongue flicking over it in his mouth.

Soon enough you felt a finger push into you, gasping at the sensation. He dragged it in and out of you before adding another, curling them to hit that sweet spot. You cried out, a hand shooting forward to grip his hair. He groaned at the feeling, the vibrations shooting through you left you curling your toes.

He began scissoring his fingers as they fucked you, prepping you for what was next to come. His mouth was still on your clit, teeth and tongue dragging over it.

It didn't take much longer for you to reach your high, back arching off the bed as you repeated his name over and over like a mantra. It had his dick twitching in his boxers.

Dean loved being between your thighs. You loved pleasing you like that. Feeling your pussy clench around his fingers and your thighs press against the sides of his head. He loved hearing you say his name like a prayer, he loved seeing you come undone on his fingers. And God he loved eating you out. Tasting you and feeling you cum all over his face and tongue. He loved when he was drenched in your juices.

He pulled his fingers out, sucking then clean before licking up what was leaking out of you and onto the bed and your thighs. He moaned at the taste.

"Dean please. Need you to fuck me." You panted.

"Anything for you princess." He said as if he wasn't desperate to feel you around him.

He moved you on the bed so your head rested against the pillows before kicking off his boxers and kneeling between your spread legs.

"I'm gonna fuck you in my t-shirt baby." He grinned.

You whined in response.

He began pushing himself into you, moving slowly so you could adjust to his size. He'd fucked you many times but there was always a stretch to be expected.

Finally, he bottomed out, groaning as he did. His arm above your head bracing him above you as one hand held your hip.

"Ready?"

You nodded quickly.

"I need words baby."

"Yes. Yes. Please yes."

He dragged himself out of you before slamming back in. You cried out at the feeling, hands lifting to clutch at his back.

He pumped into you at a steady pace, dragging nearly all the way out and then roughly fucking back in. Grunts and moans and your name falling from his lips.

His hand moved from your hip to rub quick circles against your clit. Pushing you to your orgasm faster. His mouth came over yours, muffling your moans as his tongue explored your mouth. You kissed back desperately, biting at his bottom lip as a thrust sharply hit your G spot. You felt him grin against you as he rhythmically hit that spot over and over. The sound of skin slapping together and both your muffled moans filled the room.

Within minutes you felt your high again, clenching around him and cumming hard. He fucked you through your orgasm, letting you ride out your high before cumming himself. He pulled back and pressed a kiss to your jaw before pulling out and watching the cum drip out of you.

"Fuck baby." He murmured, mesmerized.

After a moment he stood and left the room, returning with a wet washcloth and gently cleaning you up before putting his boxers back on and laying down next to you and pulling you to his chest.

"Thank you for dealing with my never ending horniness." He chuckled.

You hummed in response, pressing a kiss to his. Dean sighed happily. He couldn't believe he had thus, and honestly, neither could you.

"I love you Winchester."

"I love you too darling."

#dean winchester smut #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester

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beanthesprout · 9 months

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Masterlist

Let me know if you want to be tagged in certain fics whether it's Fandom or character specific

MCU

Bucky Barnes

Something New

Needy

Just Like That

Supernatural

Dean

His T-Shirt

On Your Knees

Castiel

Sweet Angel

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beanthesprout · 9 months

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Something New

Bucky Barnes x fem reader

Summary: You and Bucky had been dating for awhile, but had agreed to take things slow as it had been a long time since he'd been in a relationship. One night, things get a little heated.

Warnings: grinding, cursing, cunnilingus

Sorry if it's not very good lol, my first time writing smut

You were snuggled up together in his bed, your laptop balanced in his lap playing a movie. But you weren't paying attention to the movie.

All you could think about was Bucky. His eyes, his jawline, his hair, his arms, everything. You adored that man so much.

You looked up at his face, he was relaxed, focused on the movie. His thumb stroking your shoulder absently.

"Buck." You whispered.

"Hm?" He looked down at you.

Your eyes were pleading, "Can I kiss you?"

He smiled softly before leaning in to press a kiss to your lips, you reached a hand up to cup his face and kissed him back. Bucky deepened the kiss, nipping at your bottom lip.

You outright whined when his tongue slipped into your mouth, which made him groan. His metal hand moving to rest on your thigh.

The kiss got heated fast, and the next thing you knew, Bucky had pulled you up onto his lap so you were straddling him. You felt a tinge of excitement at this new position. You two had made out before, but not like this. You just hoped it wasn't too fast for him.

His fingers slipped under your shirt, brushing where the waistband of your pajama shorts met skin. The difference between warm fingers and cool metal sent shivers up your spine.

You twined your fingers through his hair, giving it a small tug, which made him let out a small moan. You felt heat begin to pool in your underwear.

Bucky was such a quiet person, so you loved that he made little noises when the two of you were kissing, like the very touch of you drove him crazy. But you'd never heard him actually moan. It made you want to hear it again.

You gently rolled your hips into his, he paused and pulled back.

"Shit Bucky I'm sorry was that too much?"

"Do that again." He commanded.

"What?"

"Do it again." His hands had come to rest on your hips.

Experimentally, you ground against him again. A little harder this time. Bucky sucked in a breath.

"Do you want me to keep going?" You asked quietly. Bucky nodded.

So you rolled your hips against him again. Grinding against him, drawing out moans not only from you but from him as well.

Moments later he was rolling his own hips into you, clothed cock grinding against you in all the right ways. Curses began to fall from your lips. Mumbles of how good it felt like blessings to his ears.

You dropped your head to hide in his shoulder.

"No. No I want to see you," he growled out, "I want to see the face you make."

So slowly you lifted your head back up locking eyes with him as you ground against him again.

"Fuck." He whispered.

He leaned forward, his mouth attacking your neck, determined to leave marks on you. You'd been moaning his name, Bucky, this entire time. But when his mouth hit that one sensitive little spot, you couldn't stop yourself.

"James." You gasped out.

His fingers dug into your hips, dragging you down, making you grind against him harder.

"Keep saying my name like that baby."

And so you did. You gasped and moaned his name over and over as the coil in your belly grew too tight until suddenly, you snapped. You cried out, trembling against him as he kept dragging you over his crotch until you were done. And then he let out a loud moan, lifting his hips into you a few more times before stilling.

"Shit Bucky." You panted.

He lifted his face from your neck, also panting lightly.

"We're doing that again. Soon."

You nodded in agreement, shifting and wincing at the mess you'd made of yourself. Bucky likely wasn't very comfortable either.

You lifted yourself off of him, noticing the large wet spot on his crotch.

"I'm gonna go clean myself up." You chuckled, starting to slide off the bed.

His arm shot out to grab yours, "Or you could let me do it." There was a nervous smile on his face.

"You sure? I don't want to do too much too fast."

"I'm sure."

"Ok."

He got up, gently pushing you back down on the bed before kneeling between your thighs. His fingers rested on the waistband of your shorts.

"It's been awhile doll, so forgive me if I'm not very good."

With one pull he took off your shorts and underwear, dropping them on the floor and staring at your heat.

He licked your thighs first, cleaning off the slick that'd made its way on them earlier. Biting and sucking along his way, leaving purple marks all over.

You were propped up on your elbows, watching him closely, heart pounding.

He glanced up at you when he came to your pussy before licking a stripe up your folds. You gasped.

His mouth came to rest over your clit and he began to suck, his tongue coming to swipe over it. You moaned loudly, your thighs trembling.

He moved, tongue swiping through your folds before slowly pushing into you. You gripped the sheets, praises and curses spilling from your lips.

He groaned when you said his name again, the vibrations delicious. He began to tongue fuck you, delving in as deep as he could before pulling out again and then pushing right back in. His thumb coming up to rub circles on your clit.

You panted, hips desperately grinding against his face as he worked.

He was already pushing you so close to the edge.

"M close James. So close. Please. Please." You cried out.

Bucky moved faster, trying to drive you off the edge. It wasnt very long before you snapped, cum covering Bucky's face.

He pulled back, licking his lips. His cheeks and chin were covered in your slick.

"Seems like you just made an even bigger mess." You grinned, still coming down from your high. He wiped his face on his tshirt

"Fraid so doll." He grinned back before moving to kneel over you and press a kiss to your lips. You could taste yourself on him.

"Stay here." He murmured when he pulled back, and left the room to return with a wet washcloth, wiping you up.

The two of you changed clothes before you went back to Bucky's room and snuggled up together to watch another movie.

"I love you." He said as he kissed your head.

"I love you too Buck." You replied, snuggling closer into his side.

He smiled before hitting play on the movie.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes smut #smut

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