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We get to his bathroom door and he opens it as he keeps carrying me, leading us in and closing the door behind him, leaving both of us inside and for a split second, it’s like it’s just us, no one else in the world or in the Bunker for that matter as a sense of peace overcomes you for a moment when you feel him lock his fingers with your own, looking down lovingly on you and you can’t help but smile shyly back at him, earning a smile of his own.
He makes sure you 2 have everything you need before silently asking permission to undress you, his eyes pleading with yours and you let him without any hesitance as he starts with your sleep shirt you were in for the last 3 days, an old AC/DC shirt you “borrowed” from Dean’s dresser a couple years ago that he let you keep, bringing a smile to his face when he focused on it.
Until he took it off and saw some scars that neither Chuck, Cas or Lucifer could heal from the last time you were in Hell, scars similar to being put on the racks which made a surge of anger run through his veins, his face hardening so slightly that it would have gone unnoticed if Y/N didn’t have great hunter instincts, catching on to what was going on when this time, Dean was the one who was trying not to lose it as you hugged him tightly, your arms around his waist, your face in the middle of his shirt covered chest as his heart was beating loud and fast as you kissed his chest, feeling his heart calm down and his arms came around you, pulling your body flush against his own, tilting your head up to gaze at you, in awe of your resilience and quiet strength and he just kissed you so deeply that he never wanted to stop until air was necessary, both of you pulling away breathless yet smiling at each other.
He kept undressing you piece by piece until reaching the last item: your black cheekies which made him smirk a little, making you blush lightly yet also take a small gasp when you felt his hands, rough yet gentle, take them and slowly peel them off you and you asked if you could repay the favor and he gladly accepted and you started with his shirt until you were met by his now naked chest, the freckles even more beautiful than you had remembered them, only accentuated by the new scars he had as well, a tinge of sadness and pain blooming in you, but you pushed it aside as you kissed each and every single one of them, both scars and freckles, hearing his content sighs and groans when you get to the anti possession sigil on his left collarbone, close to his heart, tracing it first with your fingertips and then laying a kiss in the middle of it before looking up at him and he just gazed lovingly at you.
You kept undressing him and then he was just as naked as you were and he led you both to the shower. He slowly turned it on, adjusting the temperature of it, not too hot or cold and guided you both in it as you tilted your head back and let the water run through your hair, closing your eyes when you felt Dean's fingers stroke your cheek before laying a sweet kiss on your lips and pulling back as he got the shampoo and started to wash your hair, the pleased little noises you were making music to his ears after missing you for so long.
He rinsed you off and pulled you close to him, your back against his chest as he sits you both down on the shower floor, the water still running over you and like a switch that went on, you started talking about it all, Dean stilling at some times before relaxing again, nuzzling your hair as you talked, not seeing but rather feeling his relieved smile on your head which prompted your own.
“He knew” you said and Dean caught on what you meant immediately, his hands covering yours.
“He’s smart, but not smarter than you though, baby girl” he says, but your head decides to replay your nightmares back now, going back to the day you died and came back and tears start streaming down your face before you say something that shakes both of you to your very core.
“I failed, Dean. For what seemed like a moment, I just let go. I was just so tired of fighting and I let go. I'm sorry” you say in a sad voice feeling tears spill from your eyes before covering your face in your hands when you feel him turn you around and crushes you to him, your heart beating wildly, lips quivering in fear and your eyes just pained and sad as he looks at them, cupping your face in his hands before he talks.
“Don’t you ever say that, Y/N. You didn’t fail, so don’t go thinking that for a split second. You have nothing to be sorry about, we’ve all been there and you well know that at some point, both me and Sam have let go when we were not ourselves (referencing to Soulless Sam and Demon Dean). You didn’t fail, baby girl. If anything, you succeeded” he says, a confused look on my face when I ask what he meant by I succeeded.
“You succeeded because you came back home where you belong, regardless of the many obstacles it took to get here. You came back to Cas, Chuck, Sammy” he says, his smile turning bigger which prompts my own when he finishes it with the words I needed to hear most.
“You came back to me” he says before kissing me soundly and lovingly as my hands wrap around his neck as he sets me onto his lap, his arms surrounding my waist as my hands now cup his face when we pull away, smiling at each other when he sees something in my eyes that gives him a green light for his next move as he carried me out of the shower, dried both of us off a bit and led us to his bed as we walked hand in hand, a small hitch of my breath leaving me as I take in the room I haven’t seen for what feels like an eternity yet it feels like home. And that’s when I saw it.
The picture that kept me sane during this whole time I was in my room.
The same picture that was in my room, keeping me company and getting a small smile every time I would see it.
It was my birthday the day the picture was taken and Dean had surprised me by taking me to the beach, knowing that I’ve always wanted to feel the sand on my toes and to hear the waves crashing on the shore and he took me, joining me as the sun set over the horizon and Sam caught a picture of us looking at each other just as the sun was going under the ocean, the ray of light shining around us.
I’m brought out of my reverie when Dean wraps his hands around me pulling me against him.
“You have this picture too?” “Yeah. Why wouldn’t I? That was one of the best days of my life, cause I was with you” we go back and forth and I smile before I turn and kiss him, our lips and tongues exploring each other again when I feel him back me towards the bed and he lays me down when I pull him to me, not wanting to stop kissing him yet when he breaks the kiss and sits us up, lifting me to straddle his lap as he looks at me.
His hands start to explore my body as if for the first time all over again and it feels like it after being without his touch for so long and I give in to him as I put my head on his shoulder, nuzzling his neck with my nose when he kneads my breasts, making me squirm a bit while biting back a moan as he pinches slightly and rolls the nipples in his fingertips, making my hips grind against him, a groan coming from him as one hand keeps going down now, the other on my nipple when I feel him cup my now warming core, a needy whimper spilling from me at the contact.
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you, baby girl” he says in a lower voice when his hand starts rubbing me, a moan coming from me as I start to grind against his hand, my head still tucked into his neck as I start suckling lightly at the skin, his low groan going straight to my pussy when I feel his finger start exploring again before he enters one and pumps it for a while, letting me get used to his touch again, but as he enters another one, my pussy clenches them which makes him moan with me as I pull away from his neck and he starts kissing me, swallowing every moan and whimper I emit as he fingers me, my walls clenching around them when I grab his hand and stop him, pulling away from his lips.
Just when he’s about to ask what’s wrong, I clench around his fingers again when I begin to ride them, looking at him with an innocent look on my face, but the mischievous look in my eyes and the way I bite my lower lip while looking at him speak for me as a proud smirk appears on his face as we look at each other before kissing again as he talks to me.
“That’s my girl. C'mon, baby just like that. Ride my fingers, Y/N. Wanna cum on my fingers first, baby girl? Want me to finger your pussy until it’s just open and so wet for me that my cock will slide right in? Shiiit, baby girl, just like that, clench around my fingers, fuck, you feel so tight and perfect” his voice edging you closer and closer until you feel him add another one and you moan out at the feeling, letting his wrist go as he picks up the speed, your head going back as he keeps hitting your sweet spot over and over again until he thumbs at your clit and you let go with a scream of blissful ecstasy as he keeps rubbing you, helping you get down from your high as you both kiss each other when you feel his fingers remove themselves from you, a whine coming from you which he silences by offering you the same fingers that just made you orgasm and you smirk at him before taking them and sucking them clean, moaning at the way you taste around him, seeing his eyes darken as he pops them out of your mouth when he lays you down again as he looks at you and kisses you, groaning at the residual taste of you in your mouth when he grabs a condom from the nightstand, foregoing the lube, cause right now you’re just dripping wet, but before he knows it, you grab the condom, but before rolling it on him, you pump him a while as his hips thrust into you a bit when suddenly you pulled him into your mouth, sucking him for a while before popping off and rolling the condom on when he kisses you with more need than before as he wraps your legs around his waist before inching his way into you, moans coming from both of you as he bottomed out in you, his cock enveloped by your warmth and tightness, his teeth worrying your bottom lip playfully which made you gasp when your eyes met.
“Fuck, baby girl. So tight and warm, and just soaking wet… and all for me, huh?” he says in that damn sultry voice of his and your eyes roll to the back of your head, feeling so full of him, your bodies pulled to each other so tight that you become one almost as you rotate your hips a bit and clench around him, hearing him groan out as you regain the ability to speak again.
“Shit, Dean, you feel so big. Fuck, baby. Please move, I need you” you plead him and he relents as he starts to move slowly in you, getting a steady pace, not too fast or slow, just enough to please but also to drive you a little mad, making you feel every single movement.
The way his cock moves in you, every ridge of it passing your gspot teasingly as his hips start to pick up the pace, and you both cry out at the feeling of utter fullness, the way you feel like heaven around him as you tighten around him, his thrusts growing a little more erratic, but you know he’s not quite there yet so calling on some residual strength you had, you turned each other as now you were on top, him only pulling out a bit as you straddle him before lowering yourself on him, the look on his face worth everything you’ve gone through if it gets you this feeling again as he grabs your hips and starts rocking you on him when he thrusts upwards, a moan falling from your lips as he pulls you down to him, chest to chest as he keeps thrusting upwards into you going deeper into your pussy and when you feel him spurt the first string into the condom, you let go into a blissful yet healing orgasm with a scream of his name as your walls clenched around him, your name falling from his lips like a loving prayer as you milk him until you’re both spent, panting and shaking slightly in each other’s arms until you come down from the high and he tucks a stray hair behind your ear when you kiss him lovingly and he does the same before his cock goes soft in you and you pull off of him, whining a bit from the loss of fullness and him from the loss of heat as he gets up and takes off the condom disposing it and getting a wet towel cleaning both of you up as you stretched yourself on the bed as he sits back down before he pulls you to him, his arm around your waist as you traced his tattoo before kissing it again as you looked at each other and kissed for a long time.
“I love you baby girl” he says and you cheekily reply “I know”, making him laugh a bit before you look at him.
“I love you, Dean. So much” your voice cracking in the end and he hugs you and he reminds you that you’ll get through this together.
“You’re home again, baby girl” he says, his eyes drooping as you snuggle close to him and he holds you as you both fall asleep, enough time to eat later.
“I am now” you say before falling asleep, not sure of how exactly this will play out, but one thing’s for sure: you came back to your light in the darkness against all odds, but the road’s not over yet…