"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm sure you'll pick it up in no time. We'll ease into it, okay. Just do what feels right." Dean smiled, sitting next to you on his bed and shifting to face you. "You ready?"
"Mhm," you hummed.
"Show me what you got, baby."
A smirk spreads across your cheeks as you lay your hand of cards down, face up for Dean to see. A straight flush, easily beating his full house.
"This isn't your first time, is it?" Dean raised his eyebrows, cocking his head to the side, pearly teeth sinking into his bottom lip. He pulled off his last sock, leaving himself completely naked aside from the throw pillow laying in his lap.
"Nope." You chuckled, still completely clothed. "Shouldn't assume things about me, Winchester."
"You hustled me," he grinned proudly.
Dean thought he was teaching you how to play cards, but you thought you'd teach him a lesson of your own and challenged him to a game of strip poker. Of course, he accepted thinking things would go a little differently than they had.
"I'm cold." He pouted his lip, his green eyes following the curves of your body.
"I can fix that."
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SPN Imagines... (Dean Winchester x Reader)
FanfictionThis is an ongoing collection of completed imagines (Dean Winchester x Reader). Some AUs, some canon. Lots of nightmares/insomnia fics, all fluff based. Others are purely random where I throw poor, unsuspecting Dean into strange what if scenarios.
