SMUT YOU DIRTY WHORES!
(JK love y'all! Plz enjoy my first attempt at a full smut scene)

Readers P.O.V.
I can't believe i was dragged into this. Sam and Dean Winchester. I blame them for all of it. My mom went missing and they showed up trying to make the think they were feds. Yeah.. okay like I'm supposed to believe that. Turns out, they hunt the shit that killed my Dad. It took my mom, and nearly killed her. Whatever the thing was, it was scary.

They said it was a demon that was hunting my family down. They had very little experience with them, at least that's what Sam said. So they convinced me to come and try to help them find their dad. So here I am. In a horrible smelling hotel room, covered in troll guts. Yuck. I swear to god the next thing that splatters all over my clothes and I can't shower first, I'm burning them. The clothes I mean.

Well, I'm alone.. well not really. The boys got me my own hotel room but there is no hot water in the shower so they're letting me use theirs. After Dean the fucking germaphobe princess has his shower. And I'm sitting on the couch, wrapped in a towel, banging on the bathroom door.

"Dammit Dean! I reek of troll guts you asshat! Let me in!" I yell. He finally exits in nothing but a towel. Around his waist.. oh shit. He shoots me a cocky smirk and I brush past him into the bathroom.

~Time skip brought to you by Sams abs and V-line *drools*~

(Still readers POV)

I step out of the shower, feeling calm and much more relaxed. After I dress, I head to my room. About halfway down the hall, I was met with a brick wall. Funny. Brick walls aren't warm.. or chuckle—

"HOLY MOTHERFUCK—I'm sorry!!" I exclaim to the unknown man I just ran into. I look up, and I meet the face of a very.. handsome man.

"It's fine darlin... what's got ya in a rush?" He asks, southern drawl pulling me deeper into an abyss of nothing but need.

"I-I was on my way to my room...mister.." I leave the sentence open, hoping for him to give me his name.

"John. John Winchester.. and who might you be?" He asks, a dangerous smirk gracing his lips.. oh shit.. wait.. John.. Winchester..

"YOURE SAM AND DEANS DAD!!" I exclaim.

He gives a shocked look before it's covered by a pleading one.

"You know my boys? You can't let them know I'm here. It would pull them into something they are far from ready for.."

"Why shouldn't I tell them? What can you do to stop me?" I ask, instantly regretting it as in pinned to the wall behind us.

"Well," He starts, I can hear the growl in his voice and it sends shivers down my spine. "I could just show you.. only if you promise not to breathe a word to those boys of mine.." he says, voice laced with innuendo and a promise of something that's crossed my mind a lot since I've laid eyes on him.

"I- I promise.." I breathe, instantly rewarded by a chuckle and being hauled off the wall.

"How bout we take this to your room?" He asks, lips against my ear, beard scratching lightly at my neck.

"O-okay.. uhm.. this way.." I say, walking slightly faster than before. I knew that whatever he had in mind would have me begging for more. Just the thought of what he could do. I felt a rush of heat, pooling between my thighs...

"This is it.." I say to myself as I unlock the door.

I let out a yelp of surprise as I'm pinned to the wall as soon as we get inside. He kicks the door shut and claims my lips with his. They're.. soft.. surprisingly.. and warm..

He asks for permission and I open to him. His tongue dances with mine. It's quite dizzying if you ask me. And then he's growling, a sound that I felt more than heard. I moan and tug at his salt and pepper locks, as he nips and licks at my neck. His hands slide under my shirt and he sets me down suddenly. He backs up to the middle of the room, leaving me missing the warmth of his body, only to light my skin aflame as he says,

"Strip."

I nearly whimper at the growl he lets out as I begin to strip out of my clothing. I could feel his eyes on me, watching hungrily as I remove the last article of my clothing. Heavy footsteps approach and stop at my now naked form.

"So pretty darlin.. perfect and beautiful.. now.. be a good girl and go get on the bed. Spread those legs too" he says, his voice low and laced with lust. I do as he says and i hear the distinct sounds of a shirt being taken off, pants being unzipped. And I feel the unmistakable heat pooling in my core. I'm wet and it's because of the man that now hovers over my body.

"Can't wait darlin... gotta get ya ready first though.." he murmurs, hands sliding down my sides, stopping at my hips. He looks up at me, smirk on his lips, asking to go lower. I nod, and he buries his face in my core. I moan out loudly at the tongue now plunging deep into my aching core, and the beard burn on my thighs as I tug on the salt and pepper strands of his hair. I feel a finger go in and i buck my hips against it. I feel his chuckle more than I hear it as he says,

"Gotta be still darlin. Don't wanna hurt a pretty thing like you. Relax.." And then he's back at my core, lapping at my clit as he adds a second finger. I moan at the stretched feeling and roll my hips down, trying to ride them. His face peeks up and he shoots me a smirk as he adds a third finger and uses a strong hand to hold my hips in place.

After scissoring his fingers inside me a couple of times, he apparently deems me ready for him as I feel his fingers disappear. I whine lowly and he chuckles. I hear the tearing of a foil packet and I realize he's putting a condom on. Nobody has ever done that when it was me.

His strong hands skimming down my sides snap me out of my thoughts.. I look up, and am surprised to see him staring right back. I blush and look away, not expecting to make eye contact with him when I looked up.

He leans down and kisses me gently, and peppers my neck with kisses as he begins to push in. I gasp at the intrusion but it turns into a moan. He's huge! And he fills me up so perfect. He stops at the gasp, thinking he hurt me, only to continue when he heard me moan. Once he's fully sheathed, he makes a slight groaning noise and leans down to nuzzle his face in my neck and whisper,

"You're the tightest thing I've ever felt darlin.. so good.. and so wet... Jesus Christ I'm surprised I haven't cum already." He says, chuckling at his own comment.

"I'm ready John please just move!" I say, wanting him to ravish me and make me scream his name. He looks up, kisses me and then thrusts. I let out a loud moan. Oh shit it's better when he moves..

It's slow and slick, and I can't help but plead for him to go faster, but he doesn't comply. Fucking me slow and easy, and then, the air shifts, it becomes more needy as he picks up the pace a bit, and thrusting a bit harder.

I moan as I can feel my climax building rapidly. I've never cum from just penetration, but there is a first time for everything I suppose. He's close too I can tell. His thrusts are getting slightly sloppy and he's moaning softly.

"John!" I manage to choke out, "I'm close! Oh god please John so good!" I moan as he thrusts harder and my climax hits. My vision whites out as I can feel him helping me through it before I feel the condom swell slightly, and his thrusts stop abruptly and he lets out a guttural groan as he comes. He pulls out and I nearly whimper at the empty feeling. I feel the bed next to me dip, and I can hear something hitting the trash can.. probably the condom.

I'm snapped out of my post orgasm haze by Johns arm sneaking around my waist and a sigh falling from his lips. I turn over to say something to get cut off by a kiss. His beard tickles my face as we continue to kiss each other. He pulls back only to whisper,

"Goodnight darlin, you sleep well. I'll be here in the mornin and I can stay til you wake up. Then I got to hit the road. I'll leave my number with ya.. you've grown on me like a weed (Y/N). We can meet again and I can love you the way I did just now." He cracks a smile as I hum and bury my face into his neck and sleep like a rock, with the smell of his cologne, and sweat and sex.

~ Time skip to le AM brought to you by Deans fantastic ass~

Readers POV
I stir when I feel almost feather light touches tracing patterns into my back. I look up to meet the face of a very nude and smiling John Winchester. I smile back and peck his lips.

"Do you have to go?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

"Afraid so darlin. I'll leave my number here and I can get yours and call when I can. And remember, my boys don't know I was here. Right?" He inquires, an eyebrow raised playfully.

"Know who was here?" I reply in a question, winking after. I turn and peck his lips once were both up and then head toward the bathroom. I hear a low chuckle before a light smack on my ass.

"John!" I exclaim, laughing after. "Perv.." I say, sticking my tongue out playfully.

"And I'm all yours." He purrs into my ear, nibbling my earlobe lightly. I gasp and laugh. I turn and kiss him and then retreat to the bathroom.

~Time skip til after your shower brought to you by Sams puppy eyes~

Readers POV
I exit the shower, now clean and fresh, because the hot water decided to work today. And I walk into an empty room. I figured John had left when I got in the shower. I walked to the bed and looked at the note on the table. It read:

(Y/N),

I had to leave early and I'm terribly sorry for doing so. The boys were up and discussing when you all should hit the road. I left my number with you on this note and I got yours from your phone.

You grew on me like a weed and I am happy you bumped into me. I didn't expect to fall as hard for you as I did.. but I did and I'm stuck with you and you're stuck with me darlin. I'll call when I can.

Safe travels and crazy love,

John Winchester

I read it and smiled. The boys may call him a bad father but one thing is for sure... he's an apex predator and a skillful lover. And I'm hooked on him.

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