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The In-Between Part 2

Summary:  This is a college!AU where Sam and the reader attend the same university.

Characters: AU!Sam x Reader, AU!Dean x Reader

Warnings: SMUT (oral, male and female receiving, fingering, unprotected sex), Angst, swearing

Word Count:  2622

A/N:  This is Part Two, you can find Part One HERE.  I loved going back to college so much that this became a series.  There will be at least three parts.

Thank you to my lovely pal @wheresthekillswitch for being my MastaBeta on this one.

Italics are the end of Part One.

Gif is from Google Search, credit goes to the owner. 

 

 

Dean whips the car around in a u-turn, parking by the sidewalk where you’re standing.  His control of the car is unbelievably sexy.  He shuts off the engine and climbs out, the car doors squeaking as he does.

“It’s good to see you,” he says, pulling you into a hug.

“You too.  What’re you doing here?”

“I live here,” he says a little sheepishly.  “I moved here when Sammy got accepted.  I work in a shop downtown.”

“Oh, that’s great.”

“What about you, why are you here?”

“I live here too,” you laugh.  “I bought my place,” you gesture down the street, “when I got accepted.”

“No family?” he asks.

“No, just me.”

“Yeah, it’s just me and Sam.”

The conversation lulls for a moment.

“Well, I was just heading home; you wanna join me for a beer and maybe some food.”

“Yeah, I’m off work.  Lead the way.”

The two of you walk towards your house in an easy silence.

—-

“So when’d you get back into town?” Dean asks, leaning back against the couch.

“A few weeks ago,” you say, setting your beer on the coffee table.  You plop down next to him.  “It still feels weird being back and only hearing English.” You laugh.  “But the timing couldn’t have worked better, I needed to get away and clear my head,” you say a little more seriously.

“I’d say going to the other side of the planet is definitely getting away.”  He chuckles.  “But you’re ok now?”

“Yeah.  I mean, do I wish things had gone differently? Absolutely, but what’s done is done.  The only way through is forward, right?”

“That’s an extremely well adjusted approach.”

“Six months can give you some perspective, I guess.”

“Well, if you ask me, he was an idiot.  Don’t get me wrong, Jess is a nice girl, but you…”

He gestures at you and you can’t suppress the blush that floods your cheeks.  You look down trying to get your face under control when Dean gently slips his finger under your chin, tilting your face up.  His green eyes searching and before you can think, speak or even breathe his mouth is on yours.  Your eyelids flutter shut as his full lips press against your lips, you part them deepening the kiss.

Instinctively you scoot closer to one another.  Wrapping your arms around his neck you run your fingers up and through his hair.  He growls into our mouth, playfully biting your lower lip.  His strong hands grip your hips and he pulls you over him, your legs nestled on either side.  You run your hands down his firm chest, skimming your hand under the hem of his shirt.  Dean breaks the kiss long enough to pull his shirt and yours over your heads.  A sound you can’t quite describe escapes his lips as he takes in your lace bra.

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