Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Rating: Explicit
WC: ~2000
CW: sex, smut, dirty talk
A/N: While I pondered weak and weary over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten WIPs, this decided to go ahead and just manifest itself. Thank you @thoughtslikeaminefield for the beta read! Enjoy, my dears ❤
My back hits the door as he towers over me. That look - the glint his eyes that's a flash of intensity, hunger, and concentrated lust all at once - it makes me weak. I'm caged in with nowhere to run except headfirst into him.
Dean drags his knuckles along my cheekbone, following the curve of my jaw until his fingertips tilt my chin up. In the empty space of a heartbeat, I wonder what flavor he's craving tonight - soft, slow seduction, contentedly pretending he needs to learn my body all over again? Or are his eyes fixed on the prize, schemes and strategies set in place to break me wide open with practiced ease?
I barely have a chance to meet his gaze before his lips are on mine, telling me which it'll be.
