Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Light Choking, Dom!Dean, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Rough Sex, Effects of Touch Starvation? lol, Pinch of Fluff
A/N: This fills my Touch Starvation square for @spnkinkbingo. Big thanks to @pisces-cutie for making sure this was postable lol. Written for Anonymous.
Summary: You hold out on Dean after he flirts with a waitress on a case. He’s had enough.
“Oh, come on, babe,” Dean says over the sound of your chair scraping over the hardwood floor, sighs as he runs a hands through his hair. “It’s been over a week!”
“And?” you toss back, still hot and stomping off toward the bedroom wing of the bunker. “Just – just go fuck yourself!”
There was no meaning behind it, you knew that. It was just a little harmless flirting to get the information needed to snuff the case – but dammit – she was pretty. Of course he’d flirt with the pretty one. You didn’t catch him winking at the divorcée bank teller, or the plain little sales assistant across the street. Nope, he picked the pretty blonde waitress with the fake rack – the last person to allegedly see the vic alive.
Your gut twisted at the first wink followed by that panty-melting smirk. Those were supposed to be reserved for you.
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