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Imagine Dean being turned on by you dressing up as a princess and he being your knight.

“Your majesty” Dean breathed out in a hoarse voice, coming closer to you. You only hoped nobody would just walk in because this would be one hell of an awkward situation. For them at least.

“Dean” you said softly, a smile tugging at your lips “You cannot be serious now. We can’t do this now. Here.” you whispered and gave you an adorable frown and tilt of his head.

“Do what your majesty? Should you be suggesting something, know I am always here. Your servant.” he said softly, taking more steps closer to you and you held your breath.

“Dean” you took in a deep breath “If you want to roleplay I won’t say no, but not here.”

He frowned “Roleplay? Forgive me your highness, I do not understand that term.” he said ever so softly and you had to keep yourself from growling.

Sure Dean in a freaking knight’s clothes is hot, you’d never deny that. But then again your boyfriend always was. And of course you’d never expect him to be so turned on by you being a princess and he the knight but you almost caught yourself thinking about it for real when he whispered those first words in your ear ‘Would you want your faithful knight to take care of you your majesty?’ and it was the tone of his voice, and how rough it was for a moment you seriously doubted it was just his face sword that you felt. But of course by no means did you want… this to happen here, where anybody could walk in. But as it seemed Dean was already into character and he wasn’t going to stop.

Not that you wanted him to, now. Hell, no.

“It is-” you stopped yourself before you can say anything else and let a soft sigh, watching him fully in the eyes; your behavior changing “You will be the one to explain if somebody walks in, though.” you give him a look and he offers you a soft grin.

“Anything for you my princess, you know I shall always protect you and your honor.” his chest puffed out just a little bitand the corners of your lips lifted into a smile.

“You know-” you start, your expression changing slightly “I love it when you call me that.”

“You are my princess, are you not? I am merely doing what loyal knight should.” he said, his head hanging low for a moment.

You hummed in agreement “That you are. But what could you be doing here at this time, my… loyal knight?” you raised and eyebrow and a small smirk formed on his lips.

“As I said, I came here to take care of you my princess. In case you needed something.”

“And-” you whispered, taking a few steps closer “What if I do? What will you do about it?”

“I am here to fulfil all of your needs. Everything you ask for, my princess.”

You nodded your head softly “Everything? You know that means you are letting me ask you to do-”

“Anything. Anything for you my princess.” he breathed out “I shall do anything.”

“Well, then-” your eyes searched his face and you see him swallow thickly at the intensity of your gaze “-first and foremost-” you whispered, walking closer to him “Kneel” you said the word and hear him take a sharp breath in.

“Your majesty” his voice trembles but is way more rough than before.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” you raised an eyebrow at him, your face stoic and as authoritative as possible “It is what you should from the moment you walked in. I am your princess, you said it. You are not allowed to even look me in the eyes, you forgot it Dean? Now-” even the smallest hint of smile faded from your lips “Kneel, in front of your princess.”

“Yes, my princess.” he gave you a weak nod and slowly but surely he moved and leaned down to stand on one knee.

“Good. Good.” you repeated, letting a smile rest on your lips. You didn’t want to be an arrogant or spoiled princess, no definitely not.

“You know it is the standard after all, right? I don’t think you are allowed to even look me in the eyes.” you mumbled and he looked away from you, bowing his head down.

“Forgive me my princess, I did not mean for it. I know I am beneath you.” he said in a rough voice and you let a small sigh “I am merely your servant.”

“No, not just one. You are my knight, my knight in shining armor. You’d do anything for me wouldn’t you?” you whispered, taking a step closer to him and extending a hand towards him; only to stop before you coul touch him.

“Anything your highness.”

You hummed in agreement before finally running your finger over his chin, and the small scruff that was growing there “My beautiful knight.” you whispered “Then do this one for me, will you?” your voice dropped and he slowly lifted his head to look up at you.

“What will it be my princess?” he said almost breathlessly, his voice thick.

“I want you to do something. Just one little thing. One.” you whispered, leaning slightly down but keeping a distance to the point Dean was arching his back and trying to lean in as higher as possible to you “I want you to…

“Yes?” he asked in a rough voice, in anticipation and you bit your lower lip for a moment. Not helping at all in his… situation.

“I want you to do…” your lips almost, just almost, brushed past his “Me” you breathed out and to say his eyes widened and his pupils were blown out to the point you couldn’t see any green in them.

“Your majesty… are you absolutely sure?”

“Dean” you smiled more “Did I just not ask you of that? I always am sure, of what… and who I want.”

“Isn’t it… wrong?” his chest was heaving as he breathed in and out deeply.

“It is but-” you bit your lower lip, your eyes glancing down to his lips “What is it Dean?” you blinked, asking innocently in almost a childlike way “Don’t you want me?”

“My princess”

You didn’t let him say more “Am I not enough for my handsome and brave knight? Am I not enough for you Dean?”

“Your grace” he breathed out “You are a gift from above, the most beautiful sight I have ever laid eyes upon. Nothing can match up to you and I- you have no idea how much this.” his eyes glanced down to your hand that was now almost cupping his cheek “B-but- it is I that-”

“No, no don’t say that. As long as you want me… then I shall be yours. I do not care, neither about titles nor about anything else. I am yours and only yours.” you whispered, eyes half closed as you gazed into each other’s “Unless-”

“Unless?” he whispered in a question and you gave him a soft shrug.

“Unless you’re more scared of what others will say rather than… us.”

His jaw clenched slightly “I shall always protect you… us. I want you to know it, I am ready to give my life for you.”

“I am not going to allow that and you know it my sweet knight.” you rubbed your thumb over his cheek “But if you want to… there is no need for them to know about this.”

“Wh-what?” you heard him gasp and you raised your eyebrows.

“We can always keep this a secret, I promise I won’t talk to anybody unless you want me to. And I’m sure, you won’t say a thing unless your princess wants you to, right?”

“Y-Yes your highness” he said in a low voice and you smiled.

“Then what will it be?” you said in a low and innocent voice “Are you going to do as your princess asks you or defy my… I’d say commands but-” you let a small sigh “-you know I do not wish to use such terms when it comes to you. I value yougrately. You are my favorite and most cherished knight. I shall never ask you to do something you don’t want to. You have done so much for me… in this I need to do something for you.”

“Your majesty, I don’t want to take advantage of-”

“Of?” you cut him off “Of my kindness? Of my innocence?… Inexperience?…Me?” you gave him a soft smile “But what if I want you to?”


“Come on Dean, I am only asking you of this. Only one little thing. Have me. Take me.” you whispered, lifting your dress so that you could kneel down as well and be in the same eye-level with him “My beautiful knight, let me be yours. Don’t deny your princess of this. Let me be yours and you to be mine. Let yourself be… my first time. Don’t you want to be your princess’ first time?”

He swallowed thickly, his mouth hanging open as ou could see him breathing in and out heavily “(Y/n)” he whispered and you closed your eyes for a moment, biting your lip.

“Gosh how I love it when you call me with my first name.” you opened your eyes to look at him “Makes this all the more… intimate.” your voice was low and he let out a shuddering breath at your words.


“Dean, please don’t.” you cut him off “Would you rather wish for another man- another man to have me?Be the first one to touch me in… that way and hold me. To kiss me and… fill me the way you would? For me to be his? Would you rather wish for another man to have me… any way and any time he wants? And for me to belong to him and only him? And you… unable to touch me or even be close to me ever again when he can-”

“Stop” he growled and you did as said when it came out in a growl. His eyes held an intensity you knew all too well and that each and every time made your heart skip a beat. You saw his fits clench by his sides and gazed softly at him.

“So what will it be?”

He was literally furious at the mere thought but swallowing down thickly he looked you in the eyes saying as formally as he could “As you wish, my princess.”…

… Before he grabbed you and crashed his lips to yours, showing all of his emotions though it. And planned on doing so for hours to come.


Submitted by ultiman73. (I’m sorry if your favorite isn’t here however I am limited to how many images I can use.

Prince Dean’s Castle

Title: Prince Dean’s Castle

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,797

Warnings: Umm….too much cuteness???

A/N: Decided to write some fluff because Dean is adorable with kids :) If you have any ideas of things to write let me know! Also let me know if you ever want to be tagged in things!  Hope you like it! Love you all! <3

Originally posted by wujeklucekstuff

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Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 2,486
Warnings: smut, choking (slight bdsm), cursing, fluffy stuff
Author: Sam
A/N: I also need to state that this fan fiction was actually inspired by one of my followers ;) lol but at the same time I’m having some sexual difficulties today and have been deprived, so this is how I’m releasing my sex drive. Let’s see how long it lasts before I lose my mind sexually. Like guys, the biggest warning here is that this is just the smuttiest shit I’ve written with literally, and absolutely no damn plot lol.

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None of Your Business - Part 6

You are a newly graduated MBA student trying to get a highly sought-after job at Wesson Technology.  You have spent your life proving that your more than your Omega status.  Will billionaire tech genius Alpha Sam Wesson take a chance on you?

Characters: Alpha! Sam Wesson, Alpha! Dean Smith, Omega! Reader, Omega! Ruby, Beta! Jo Harvelle, Beta! Charlie Bradbury, Mandy (OC) Sam’s daughter

A/N: Okay guys, I know I just released part 5 yesterday, but this part just POURED out of me last night, and I’m so excited for you to read it, I’m gonna just go ahead and post it.  So you’ll have to wait for Part 7 :)

  In the words of my son Holden:   DUH  DUH  DUH   PLOT TWIST!

Part 1

It took four policeman to break up the fight between Sam and Dean.  When Alphas fought over an Omega, it always got ugly.  Dean was out for blood, and Sam was protecting what was his, so neither gave an inch.

Both of them had been arrested.  Most of the Wesson team had been detained for questioning.  An officer took my statement, and finally after what seemed like hours I was allowed to see Sam.

Sam turned when he heard the door open. He looked terrible.  He had a black eye, and his jaw was swollen and turning purple. I gasped when I saw him.   He held out his hand and pulled me into the seat next to him.

“Oh Sam.” I whispered brokenly. I laid my head on his shoulder, and felt his arms tighten around me. I breathed in his scent, and it calmed me. He kissed the top of my head.

“How did he know?” He asked.

“Ruby.” I said bitterly.

He sighed. The door opened again, and an officer came in followed by a man in a three piece suit that screamed lawyer. “Mr. Wesson? Several witnesses said that Dean Smith threw the first punch and you were just defending yourself and your Omega.  Is that correct?” The officer said.

“Yes.” Sam replied.

“Do you wish to press assault charges against Smith?” the lawyer asked.

Before Sam responded, he looked at me.  “Please don’t.”  I said.  “This isn’t how I wanted him to find out.  Is there any chance I can talk to him?” I looked at the officer beseechingly.

“I think that can be arranged.”  He said, and both him and the lawyer walked out.

“I swear to God Y/N, if he lays as much as a finger on you I will kill him.”  Sam said in a low voice, his arm tightening on my shoulder.

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