The smut you've all been waiting for...


Dean's POV

I felt a wet hand grab my face, "Dean, it's ok, it's just a scratch. Most of the blood is from my hands! You fucking emotional idiot!" Her voice was hoarse, and she was in so much pain, but she still kept her Irish sense of humor intact. "Quit gawking at me, and carry me back to the car, please?"

"Sure thing, your HIGHNESS!" I laughed through the last of my tears. What is with me and this girl. Taking hings slow, crying in front of her, I was turning into WOMAN!

"Hey, Sam! I'm going to take Poppy back to the motel, get Cas to zap you back when your ready!" I shout back at Sam.

I carried Poppy back to the car and settled her in gently. "Poppy, are you sure you're ok?"

"Yes, Dean! I'm fine, Just a bit achy, thats all. Do damage done!"

We got back to the motel, and I told Poppy to take a shower, clean out all the mus from her wounds.

When she got out of the shower, she musted have realised that I was still in the bedroom, and she walked out in her towel. I couldn't help but look at her beautiful body. Her muscular legs with the sore looking scars, her curvy waist, her small, but ample breasts, her skin the shade of ivory, her wet red hair falling over her shoulders, the freckles on her skin magnifide by the rosy glow after the hot shower. She was like a work of art.

"Dean?" She said, when I just stared at her. I looked up into her dark brown eyes, I walked over and took her face in my hands and kissed her hard.


Poppy's POV

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me, the towel, now only being held up by our bodies being pressed together.

He lifted me up, and lay me on the bed. Our lips never parted, as I started to slip the leather jacket off his shoulder.

Dean propped himself up on his elbows and looked at me. "Are you feeling..."

"I'm fine, Dean!" I interupted, knowing he was going to ask me if I'm ok, "Now shut up and get naked!"

He got up on his knees and I sat up with him. I pulled his t-shirt over his head as quickly as I could. I looked at his beautifully build torso. His muscels lightly dappeled with sweat. and the scar in the shape of a hand on his shoulder. I didn't ask any questions, there wasnt enough time.

He slipped off his jeans and boxers, and lay me down again. His lips left mine and trailed their way down my neck, over my chest. He started to lightly flick my nipple with his tongue, and I felt a shiver go down my spine. I put my hand on the back on his head to encourage more. He started to suck harded and I felt myself moan involentary, "Oh, Dean".

He started to roll his tongue accross my stomach, and into the crease between my thigh and vagina. I felt his skillfull tongue over my slit, and he began to flick his tongue over my clit. I was about to be sent over the edge, when he came back up to me, and kissed me passionately. I could taste myself in his mouth, and I wanted more. But then, he slipped two fingers inside me and started move them, until I was screaming.

I instictivly grabbed his rock hard cock, but my hands still had raw stitches and cuts in, so I winced. "Hey, baby, don't," Dean said softly, "let me pleasure you" as he gave one small laugh and a smile that was hot enough to make me come right there. He worked away at me with his right hand, and with his left he put his hand behind my head and kissed my neck.

He slipped his fingers out, and with out even a two second, he thrusted his penis deep inside me, that made me come so hard, that I felt dizzy.

He carried on thursting, and with every move he made I was in ecstasy. I kept on screming his name when he said "Come on, Poppy, say it louder, let me know how much you want, baby".

"All of it, I want all of it dean!"

He turned me onto my side, and pushed my leg up agains my side, while he knelt, and carried on thrusting. The penitraction was so deep, that I came over and over again.

When I couldn't take anymore, I pushed him away, and he stood up away from the bed. "What is it?" he yelled. I got off the bed, and knelt before him, and took his cock in my mouth and started to suck and push him as far in my throat as he could go. As I sucked, he used one hand to pleasure himself at the same time, and he used the other hand to move my head where he wanted.

He came in the back of my throat and I swolled it down, much to Deans pleasure. He lifted me up gently and carried me to the bed. We covered up with the sheet, and I lay in his arms for what seamed like hours.

"You're like no other girl I've known Poppy Thomas." Dean said to me, as he stroked my now dry hair.

"And you're the first hunter I've met who actually has a heart"

"Ha, you've proved to me that I do" He kissed my forehead lightly and I closed my eyes. I hadn't felt this happy in such a long time. I'd known him for 3 days, and in that time, I'd figured out so much of my life. All the memories that didn't make sense, now did. And I'd been holding up so much pain, that it felt so good to finally let it out, and be with such an amazing guy. I felt a little tear roll down my face. "Dean Winchester. What I am going to do now?"

"You can stay with me Sam and Cas. You're a hunter, a crappy one, but you're a hunter. You get what going on and I'm not scared that you won't understand. I'm not just going to leave you on your own. Sam and Castiel will agree with me. You're sticking with us"

I hugged him so tightly that it made my arms ache. "Thank you, Dean"

"Yes, Thank you, Dean" I turned to look up, and there stood a man I'd never seen before. "Well, this looks cosy"


Who is this man! Find out soon, one chapter and an epilogue to go :(