Dean~Break up sex

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Warnings: swearing, bondage, slight daddy kink, angry sex, make up sex.

Imagine: getting in a huge fight with Dean and it ending in kinky make up sex.
Prompts: Dom/Sub, breakup sex, bondage, hate/ anger sex.

Fandom: Supernatural

Second person pov:
Dean was coming home today. You were so happy and excited. You missed your boyfriend and his brother. They've been gone on cases for over a month, almost two.
You got things ready for his arrival. You made his and Sam's favorite meal, decorated the bunker a bit, and bought a new lingerie set. It had been a while since you and Dean had sex, so you were eager for him.

You then heard a slamming of the door and then the hallway filled with heavy footsteps.

"Y/n?" Dean's voice called out as he entered the kitchen.
"Hey baby." You grinned as you ran up and hugged him, his arms immediately wrapping around your waist.

"I've missed you." Dean spoke, his voice muffled by his head being in the crook of your neck.
"I missed you, too." You smiled and pulled back from the hug. Once you did, you placed your lips to his in a passionate kiss that lasted several seconds.
Then Sam cleared his throat.

"Sam!" You beamed and hugged him as well.
"Hey, Y/n." He hugged you back and smiled.
"I missed you, too." You sighed happily.
"I missed you, too, Y/n." Sam chuckled and pulled away from the hug and left the bunker, saying he'll give us privacy, sending a wink after.

"So, how long until you have to leave again?" You asked, fiddling with the hem of your dress that laid over top your lingerie.

Dean sighed before replying,
"A week. Then we'd be gone two weeks."

Your eyes widened and you let out a scoff.
"B-but you just got back, Dean." You pouted your lips.

"I know, babygirl. I'm sorry." You almost melted at the pet name. But you remained a strong composure.

"You've been gone for months! Now you're leaving again!" You raised your voice and started pacing. Dean hated that. And his eyes sure showed it.

"Y/n, stop. Stop getting upset! You knew what you signed up for when we started dating!" You flinched at his loud voice, but continued pacing.

"Yes, Dean! I've known that for the years we've been together! I really hate you right now, but I do miss you! You're gone a lot!!" You shouted.

"Oh you hate me? You don't think I miss you? When I'm gone for days at a time?! All I can think about is staying alive so that I can come home to you!" He spoke loudly, emotion flooding his features as he spoke. Your features softened at his words.

"Dean we're apart often. This relationship is hard at times. When you're away, I don't get to hear you tell me you love me, or show it." You sighed before attempting to walk away, but Dean grabbed your wrist gently.

"What do you mean, princess?" Dean asked, you felt yourself drip a bit at his words--or it was the withdrawal of him for weeks.

"I haven't heard you tell me you love me, or show it. And we haven't had sex in weeks, Dean." You sighed with frustration as Dean smirked.

"Is that what this was about? You're frustrated, aren't you? Sexually frustrated." Dean's smirk grew as you didn't deny his words.

"I bet if I so much as touch you," Dean began to say, his hand trailing off your hip to your core.

"--you'll be dripping for me." Dean's hand reached your core and you were in fact, soaked.
Dean hummed in approval and grinned.

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