"Dean! Get your ass out of bed!" Quinn yelled, tugging on one of his pant legs.
"No."
She smacked him lightly on the ass, before kneeling by his head. He grinned.
"Maybe I will get up, if I get a little more of that action." Dean chuckled, pulling her swiftly onto the bed, flipping her over so that he's hovering over the blond. "Then again, I am really tired."
Quinn squealed as he dropped onto her, pressing against her body, but keeping enough weight on his arms and knees that he wouldn't squish her.
"Dean..." Quinn gasped. "I...can't...breath!" She poked his sides, trying to enunciate her point.
Dean stayed on her for a moment longer, before pushing himself off of her, and out of the bed. He pulled his girlfriend up to him, and tucked her under his arm in a half-hug. She pushed him away.
"Uh-uh. None of that, mister. We aren't friends anymore." She stepped away, walking quickly through the door and into the kitchen, where she continued her already-started batch of cookies.
Footsteps came from behind her, but she ignored them as she mixed in the chocolate chips.
"Quinn." Dean whispered in her ear, sending goosebumps down her spine. "I'm sorry." He said in a pouty voice, and she could almost see the puppy-dog look he was definitely wearing on his face. She had to bite her tongue to keep from giggling.
"Nope." Quinn said in as strict a voice as she could. She turned so that her back was to the counter and her arms were wrapped around him."You promised that you would be up early to bake cookies with me."
"And I am up early!" Dean said indignantly.
"Only because I dragged you out of bed! Dean, it's almost noon. This is not early." Quinn tilted her head slightly, and tried her absolute hardest not to look amused.
"It's early for me. Especially since everybody's gone, and I could actually sleep." He grinned down at her, and pulled her close, so that she were squeezed between him and the counter. "Everybody's gone, Quinn. For the whole day." He said huskily.
"Yes, they are. You know what that means today is perfect for?" Quinn said seductively, batting her eyelashes.
"What?" He said, moving in to kiss her neck.
"Baking cookies." She whispered, before pulling away, laughing as you got out some cookie sheets.
