Summary: Mick knew well how to make himself look pleasing. Especially to you. Eventually, his latest outfit brought out too many dark fantasies in your head. Dark fantasies you happened to share with his voicemail when you were drunk. Or was it his voicemail?
Pairing: Mick Davies x Reader
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, slight masturbation, drunk!reader, talking dirty things on the phone
A/N:@sinceriouslyamellpadalecki just started texting me this plot idea last night and gave me no other chance than to write it… also combined it with a request that was basically just Mick screwing the reader over the table haha. Enjoy.
When Mick told you and the Winchesters he had another hunt for you, you didn’t expect him to want to tag along. You knew very well that he wasn’t as experienced as a hunter and therefore weren’t sure if it was a good idea to bring him. But he insisted.
“I don’t like this,” Dean grumbled as the three of you headed out to Baby since Mick was still packing a few things.
“Give him a chance at least. They could really help us,” Sam said, earning an eye roll from Dean.
“Y/N, say something about this!” Dean tried to pull you into this discussion.
“You know very well that I’m neutral on this topic,” you sighed a little and sat down in the backseat.
“Will you ever finally pick a side? You can’t be like that forever,” he groaned and sat down in the car as well.