secret kink

You Like That?

Title: You Like That?

Paring: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 3,025 (I know it’s long, but it’s worth it) (that’s what He said lol)

Warnings: SMUT!! Hair pulling kink, Praise kink, bondage, dom/sub

Anonymous said: Can you possibly do one where reader and Dean are best friends and he has a thing for her and has secret kinks, and the reader somehow does different things and finds out about all those kinks? Like maybe one could be that he has a hair pulling kink and one day the reader is playing with his hair and tugs it a little and Dean like moans or something

A/N: Anon I hope you’re reading this and liking it! I know some people wanted it in two parts but I just thought it flowed so much better this way. Enjoy!!



“Hey!”

Dean whirled around, dumping the bowl of popcorn all over the floor. “Shit Y/N, you scared me.”

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to. What are you up to?” You bent down to help him pick up the popcorn. “I’m super bored and Sam left for the weekend.”

Dean’s eyes dropped to the floor. “I, um, I was going to watch a movie. If you want you can join, gotta make more popcorn though.”

Grabbing Dean’s shoulder to help you up you wiped your hands on your pants before resting them on your hips, “I’ll set it up while you make it.” When Dean didn’t respond you snapped your fingers in his face. “Dean, did you hear me?”

“Huh? Wha-“ Dean’s words were lost as he looked up at you standing over him.

“Did you hear me? I’ll set up the movie while you make more. You okay dude? You’ve been really spacy lately.”

“No, yeah I’m fine, just tired. The movie is by my TV, I’ll be there in a minute or two.”

Dean’s POV

Waiting for Y/N to leave the room you stood up, letting out the breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding. Adjusting yourself you headed to the counter, grabbing the bag of microwave popcorn. Dude, keep it together! You gotta stop acting like such a spazz around her!

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“What happened?” you asked softly, sitting down opposite Sam.

He looked up from his lap, and you winced sympathetically at the bruise on his cheek.

“Dean. I deserved it,” he told you, sighing, “I was… I was such an ass to him.”

“When you were possessed,” you reminded him, “Sam, why didn’t you tell him it wasn’t you?”

“Because I meant it,” he said, quietly, “I meant every word.”

Your mouth snapped shut, unsure what to say.

“See,” he murmured, lying back onto his bed and rolling away from you, “I told you. I deserved it.”

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