So ummmm this was supposed to be fluffy but look at him. I couldn’t stop this. Maybe I’ll continue this down the road but here’s a Dean implied smut drabble. Tags below the cut.
“It’s not like baby’s quiet when she’s coming.”
I giggled as I looked up Dean. “That sounded dirty,” I teased.
“I wasn’t talking about the car.” Dean raised his eyebrows at me as he looked me up and down. The green in his eyes darkened and the hint of a sly smile made my breath hitch in my chest.
We stared at each other for a minute, the bunker quiet around us. Dean’s tongue darted out across his bottom lip as his sexy smirk grew into a grin laced with trouble. Dean was pure sex when he looked at me like that.
Sexual anticipation fluttered down to my core, a little shock waking in my system. I smiled and shook my head at him, pretending I didn’t want him just as bad. Goosebumps met heated flush as Dean bit his lip.
Sam cleared his throat from the table behind us.
“Ummm guys, the tulpa?”
Dean looked over at Sam like he’d forgotten he was there. “Yeah, back to business.”
Dean leaned down, dropping his voice to a low growl so Sam couldn’t hear.
“But after we gank this thing, you and I are going for a drive.”