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Prompt: Can you write Crowley topping Dean from the bottom with dirty talk and daddy kink please?
“Dean, I said fuck me. I want you to fuck me harder than you’ve ever fucked in your miserable little life — I can take way more than you’re giving, baby. Show me how much you love me!”
Dean nearly choked, his blush deepening, “Yes, daddy,” and with all the force he could muster he fucked Crowley as hard as he could. His legs began to shake and quiver as sweat glistened down his back and he pumped his hard cock into the demon, desperate to please, wanting to hear his daddy scream.
“Ye-yeah … “ Crowley moaned and spread himself wider, pulling his legs close to his chest while Dean fucked him harshly into the mattress. Dean could hear him panting over the sound of their skin slapping together, and he knew his daddy was getting close because he started rocking his hips in tandem with Dean’s thrusts, seeking friction against that good spot inside of him. Dean adjusted their position slightly and apparently it was exactly what Crowley wanted because he started to cry out in pleasure, singing praises to Dean, telling him how good he is at this, what a good boy he is — how much he pleases his daddy—
“Faster, baby, faster … Daddy’s close … ” the thought of pushing the demon over the edge drove Dean wild. He growled in approval, steadied himself, and using all of his strength he slammed in and out of the demon. Crowley let out a low groan, like he couldn’t take it anymore, like he was desperate to cum, and he reached down with one hand and jerked himself off. Just a couple pumps and he was screaming Dean’s name as he spilled over in his own hand. Dean slowed down but continued a steady pace, forcefully snapping his hips into Crowley every now and then, trying to make him moan in his dreamy postorgasm state.