"You with nunchucks, it turns me on."
"What?" Dean asks, with his usual smirk plastered on his face.
You're standing in front of him and you can't bring yourself to face him. "What what, Dean?" You groan, feeling slightly embarrassed.
"What did you just say?" He pushes again, getting closer to you, then grabbing your waist, his smirk even wider.
"You heard me..." You mumble, looking shyly at your hands, placed between you and him.
"I wanna hear it again. I'm not sure I heard you well..." He says, seductively.
You sigh, trying to gain up courage to admit it again. "When you're using nunchucks... it turns me on. Like a lot." You say, making him giggle, right before he plants a sloppy sexy kiss on your lips.
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Dean Ambrose - One Shots
FanfictionHere you can find my [Dean Ambrose x Reader] one-shots. I hope you enjoy them. I'll update this as I'll be fullfilling my requests.
