Possessive!Dean for raisedmeup
When Dean woke up that morning, he didn’t expect to find a hood ornament on his car after he’d gotten ready in the morning. But there she was, laying on her stomach, a low-cut shirt leaving little to the imagination. He stopped in his tracks when he saw her, jaw dropping a little.
“You like?” She asked softly, a playful smile gracing her lips.
Swallowing, he nodded and walked robotically over to her. “Please tell me it’s my birthday.”
She giggled, sitting up slowly, legs crossed on the Impala. “Maybe you’ve just been a really good boy.”
“God I hope so,” he whispered, his eyes tracking her every move. He sincerely hoped she hadn’t walked around in public like this. He might have to find all those she passed and interrogate them on what exactly they’d seen. After all, she was his and he didn’t want any other man laying eyes on his angel.
Word count: 154
Ruby (raisedmeup) is not used with permission but hella tons of love.
“You like?” She asked softly, a playful smile gracing her lips.
Swallowing, he nodded and walked robotically over to her. “Please tell me it’s my birthday.”
She giggled, sitting up slowly, legs crossed on the Impala. “Maybe you’ve just been a really good boy.”
“God I hope so,” he whispered, his eyes tracking her every move. He sincerely hoped she hadn’t walked around in public like this. He might have to find all those she passed and interrogate them on what exactly they’d seen. After all, she was his and he didn’t want any other man laying eyes on his angel.
Word count: 154
Ruby (raisedmeup) is not used with permission but hella tons of love.