Like Hot Coffee
Summary: You are having a fun time watching Dean drink his coffee.
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Warnings: Drinking coffee gone sexual. kind of. NSFW
A/N: This is literally just a small thing because of a conversation @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @torn-and-frayed @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid (and somehow @mysupernaturalfics) and I had. Don’t even ask.
His calloused fingers gently wrapped around the cup once he picked it up from the table again. He was holding it as if it was his everything.
His eyes were locked on the cap of the cup, considering to take it off and drink the coffee that way, but he knew it would be to hot.
Gently Dean wrapped his lips around the small opening, carefully lifting the cup and letting the hot liquid run down his throat. You watched his adam’s apple bob, one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen.
Slowly he released his lips from the hole again, using his thumb to wipe away some of the remaining coffee.
The images inside your head, the things he could do with that mouth and hand.. a shudder ran down your back and you squeezed your thighs together.
Again he wrapped his soft lips around the opening, this time though, more if his mouth was covering it. His cheeks sucked into his mouth a little as he started sucking on the cup. You’ve never seen someone drink their coffee like that before.
The hole seemed to be too small for him though and once he finished taking a few sips, he took of the cap and blew onto the hot liquid, careful not to burn his tongue or lips. What a shame it would be to burn those sweet lips of his.
His lips once again wrapped around the rim of the cup, lifting it to swallow again. You bit your lip as you watched him carefully. How you wanted to bite into that neck. How you wanted that mouth to carefully wrap around your clit, sucking it until you were squirming.
How you wanted that fingers of his to slowly run up your thighs up to your core, but not touching it. How you wanted him to tease you until you were desperately begging to feel him inside you and only then his fingers would start running over your folds, once again teasing you.
Not as long as he did before though. First he would use one finger, gently pushing it into you, exploring you to see which spots were making you weak, later on he would add a second finger and then a third until you were coming hard around him.
Then he would use his sweet mouth and sweet tongue to lap up all the juices flowing out of you while he keeps his emerald green eyes locked on you and it is the hottest thing you ever seen.
A quiet moan left your mouth and you squeezed your thighs a little harder together.
“Are you okay?” Dean asked after he licked some of the remaining coffee off of the rim and noticed your struggle.
“I’m… I’m going to take a shower,” you said and slowly got up, heading for the bathroom immediately.
“Care if I join?” Dean smirked and you took in a deep breath. This was happening.