Melissa was grooming her horse, Buttercup. She bit her bottom lip brushing her; the way she knew Buttercup liked it. She smiled looking up in the horse's eyes. She ran her hand over Buttercups long neck but quickly turned her head when she heard galloping behind her coming into the barn quick. She gasped and jumped a little as a black stallion came in and riding her was Dean. Their eyes caught and she quickly looked away and went back to brushing Buttercups hair.

"Good morning Melissa," said Dean getting off his horse and smirking at her.

Melissa looked over her shoulder giving him a smile as he guided his horse into the stable. He kept his eyes on hers, "Morning Mr. Winchester."

"Oh none of that," he said with a chuckle, "You're making me sound older than what I am."

She laughed which brought a smile to Dean's face and he looked over his horse, "I'm sorry Mr. - uh, Dean."

Dean grinned and eyed her up as she continued to steal glances at his horse, "Come here."

"Huh?" she turned around facing him.

He smirked as he waved her over, "Come here."

Melissa hesitated as she put the brush down and walked towards the stable. She bit her bottom lip as Dean took her hand and brought her in, "Her name's Belle."

Melissa smiled, "Meaning Beauty?"

Dean smiled and nodded as he took her hand and placed it between the eyes of the horse and rubbed softly. She watched as Belle closed her eyes at her touch and she smiled.

"She is really beautiful." She looked at Dean and noticed the look in his eye and looked away. She bit her bottom lip, "I should really be getting back to my chores."

"Chores?" He made a face as she stepped out of the stable.

"Yes, Dean chores. Not all of us have the luck like you do for not having to do chores. And since everyone is helping out with the wedding well that leaves me to do the dirty work."

Dean closed the door to the stable, "Who says?"

"My father." She picked up the brush and started to brush the horse again.

"I can talk to him for you."

She turned her head to look at him, "Why would you do that?"

"Someone so…beautiful like you shouldn't have to pick up a brush, a broom or a mop."

Melissa looked away from him and swallowed hard, "I-uh…"

"Do I make you uncomfortable?" He asked and she noticed how close he was.

She turned her head again and noticed his face was inches from hers and she felt his breath on her face, "N-no."

She watched a smirk spread across his face, "I think I do." His eyes moved from hers to the hand that was brushing her horse, "And you're doing that all wrong."

"What?" She went to look at him again but he grabbed her face in his hand and made her look at the horse. She felt his body; he was that close to her.

"Look the way you're brushing her is all wrong." His hand left her face and placed it on top of her hand with the brush, "Slow strokes."

Melissa felt his other hand on her hip and she began to feel nervous. Here he was, a man older than her, touching her a way no man has ever even thought of touching her, or so she thought.

She jumped when she felt his fingers move under her tank top. She jumped and tried to pull away but he tutted in her ear. Melissa swallowed hard and her breath hitched, "Mr. Winch-"

"Shhh," he whispered in her ear a smirk playing on his lips, "Just follow my lead…slow strokes."

Her mind wasn't on the brush; it was on his fingers that were inching their way towards the front of her body. Dean watched her breathing pick up and his smirk grew. Her chest was rising and catching his attention rather quickly. He looked up at her face noticing her eyes were closed and her lips slightly parted and he licked his own wanting a taste of those young delicious looking lips.

Dean kept repeating slow strokes in a husky voice in her ear as his and her hand brushed Buttercup and his fingers and hand stroked her stomach softly. Dean bit his bottom lip and grinded himself into her. She gasped and her eyes opened and she tried to move out of his hold one more time but he wouldn't let her. His hold was strong on her and he didn't like to let things go that he wanted.

"I-I really think-"

"Just go with it," he said in her ear and licked it.

"Oh God," she whispered and closed her eyes again. This was wrong.

What she thought was wrong now she didn't know what was going to happen in seconds. She felt his hand move down passed her stomach and unbutton her jeans.

"No-"

"Shhhh…it's alright…just remember slow…strokes."

Melissa swallowed hard and her heart beat quick and hard against her chest. What was happening? What was he doing?

"Melissa you still out here?" asked her father coming into the barn.

The two quickly separated and she buttoned her jeans and stepped back from Dean. He looked at her with lust in his eyes and she wanted to runaway. She never had a man stare at her like this and it was scaring her. She was 17 for Christ sakes! He was 26 almost 27! What was he thinking?

Dean placed a finger to his lips telling her to be quiet and he winked at her. She bit her bottom lip and saw her father come around Buttercup.

"I'm right here dad," said Melissa in a quiet voice.

"Ah, we were wondering if you were done in here yet?" he asked walking up to her and kissing her cheek.

"Yes, almost done."

Connor smiled and looked at Dean who stepped in, "I was just teaching her the right way to brush the horse," said Dean with a smile on his face.

"That's good-"

"And I really think, though it is not my place Mr. Moore that a woman of her stature should not be taken in such hard work."

Connor licked his lips looking from Melissa to Dean, "You may be right." Connor smiled and patted Dean's shoulder.

"How will she ever find a husband?"

"A husband? At 17?"

"You never know Mr. Moore, some have married younger."

Melissa looked between the two unsure what to do or say. She almost let Dean touch her in a way she was never touched before and it scared the hell out of her that her body was so reluctant to do so. It responded to his touches in ways she never felt and it scared her.

"Dean is right Melissa-"

"What?" She looked at him surprised. The last thing she heard was them having a conversation on her being married at the age of 17!

"No more chores…help your sister inside with the wedding."

"Oh…uh, ok. Let me just put Buttercup away."

Her father gave her a grin and turned back to Dean to talk to him about whatever but the whole time she was putting Buttercup away she felt his eyes on her. She closed the stable doors and he was just staring at her with want and need in his eyes. Melissa looked away and quickly walked out of the barn. She felt tears form in her eyes not knowing what was going through Dean Winchester's head but she didn't know if she liked it or not?

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"Mary," said Jennifer putting her tea cup down, "I heard your oldest told my husband that Melissa shouldn't be doing anymore chores around here."

"That boy," said Mary shaking her head, "He is always putting his hands in places they don't belong."

You can say that again, thought Melissa taking a small sip of her tea.

"If you want I can talk to him."

"No, no that's alright. Connor agreed. Melissa is getting a bit old for chores." Jennifer winked at her young daughter.

Melissa just gave a small smile to her and Jessica placed her hand on hers. "Maybe it's a good thing that he's here," Jessica said to her.

Melissa only nodded but Jessica could tell something was on her young sister's mind. She knew her sister too well to know when something was bothering her.

The women continued to talk about the wedding when the Moore's butler walked into the garden with a bouquet of flowers.

"Those are lovely," said Jennifer, "Who are they for Lionel?"

"Miss. Melissa."

The three of them looked over at her as she dropped her tea cup on the ground. A maid quickly walked over and began to clean up the mess.

"I'm sorry," she said standing up and looking at the others and Lionel, "Me?"

"Is there a card?" asked Jennifer as Melissa walked up to Lionel and took the flowers.

"No ma'am."

Melissa stared at the flowers wondering who could have sent them when she heard the men walking into the garden and it hit her. Oh God. She turned her head and saw the Winchesters and her father walking into the garden. She wished she could have hid them so they didn't see them. She quickly handed them back to Lionel and Jessica gave her a strange look.

"Uh, why don't you um put them in a vase and um-"

"Afternoon ladies," said John walking over to Mary and kissing her on the lips and taking a seat next to her.

"Who got flowers?" asked Sam taking a seat next to Jessica and taking her hand in his.

"Melissa did…it seems she has an admirer," said Mary and winked at her.

Melissa gave her a nervous smile but never looked at Dean. Even as he walked by her to give his mother a kiss on the cheek and placed his hand on her shoulder, "Must be quite a guy." That got her attention and she looked at him as he winked at her.

She ran a hand through her hair and let out a long serious breath, "I, um…I'm just going to-"

"Oh, Connor looks like your little girl may be getting courted earlier than you think," said John adding a wink at the end.

"Melissa?" he asked, "Oh…I don't know, she's still young. She will be 18 a few days after the wedding but I don't think I could let my little girl go."

Melissa smiled at her father and thought yes please keep that in mind. Please please please.

"You have to let them go sometime Mr. Moore," said Sam and Sam looked at Melissa and Melissa had a feeling he knew, "They all grow up."

Melissa had her hands in her pockets as she chewed on her bottom lip and took a quick glance at Dean who was in a conversation with his. "Please excuse me," she said and her mother nodded at her as she quickly walked out of the garden and to the house.

Melissa saw Lionel in the kitchen putting her flowers in vase and she felt her cheeks turn red. They couldn't be from Dean. Maybe he said what he said to be nice. Yes that's it, he said it to be nice. He didn't send them.

Melissa walked past Lionel and up the back stairs to the back of the house to get upstairs. She walked down the hall towards her bedroom. She needed a nap…the whole day was just…strange.

As she continued walking she turned the corner and there was Dean standing there leaning against the wall by her bedroom. He had a smug smile on his and she slowly walked up to him.

"Uh…hi," she said nervously and he laughed.

"You're adorable," he said as he walked over to her.

She looked up at him at nervously. "Uh…" she swallowed hard, "What do you want?"

Dean arched an eyebrow in amusement as he leaned his arm above her head and stared down at her, "There is a lot I want," he sucked on his bottom lip looking at her, "I just wanted to know right now if you liked the flowers I sent you."

"You sent them?"

"Course."

"What are you doing Dean?" She looked up into his eyes.

"Sending flowers to a beautiful woman that deserves it." He grinned at her.

"I'm just a girl."

Dean smirked as twirled some of her hair around his index finger, "Don't belittle yourself, you are a beautiful young woman. Any man would want you." He licked his lips looking down her body and she squirmed uncomfortably.

"A man would want a woman not a seventeen year old."

Dean laughed, "But you're not like any other seventeen year old I've met. You are very beautiful and have a body I'd love to just fuck all night."

Melissa gasped at what he said and tried to move away but he kept her there between him and the wall.

"I think you should just go." She pushed his chest but he didn't budge. All he did was laugh.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Look I don't know what you think I'll do for you but you got the wrong idea about me. I'm not that kind of girl. So thank you for the flowers but you should just leave me alone now."

Dean laughed, "I don't think so baby and I think I deserve more than a thank you."

"Jesus it's not like you gave me a diamond ring or anything." She continued to push him but he shoved his body against hers trapping her more between him and the wall.

"Want me to buy you a diamond ring? I will. Whatever it takes to get into those pants."

"Buying me will get you nothing."

Dean sighed with a smile on his face, "You're going to be a stubborn one I like that. No one has ever said no to me. I'm liking this. Now," his lips were almost against hers and she stared into his eyes, "I deserve a kiss for those flowers Melissa."

Melissa swallowed hard and continued to stare into his eyes, "Fine…but one kiss but you need to leave me alone."

She leaned the few inches in that were needed and gave him a simple kiss on the lips and went to let go but Dean grabbed the back of her head and held her there licking her lips then shoving his tongue into her mouth deepening the kiss. Her hands gripped the front of his shirt trying to figure out what to do.

Dean finally pulled away, "You taste better than what I thought."

"You need to stop."

"What?" He looked down at her, "You know who I am right?" She stared into his eyes as he pulled her to him away from the wall smiling, "I always get what I want," he bent her over and nibbled at her neck, "And I want you."

Melissa quickly pushed Dean with all her might and stared at him as she backed away. She quickly ran to her door and slammed it behind her.

Dean crossed his arms over his chest and smiled. He was going to have her one way or another. He never took no for an answer. He was a Winchester after all.

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Melissa tip toed to her sisters room that night and knocked on her door, "Jess…Jessica…" Melissa looked around before opening the door, "Jessica?"

"Melissa?" Jessica rolled over and Melissa walked in. "What's the matter?"

"I need to talk to you." Melissa crawled into bed next to Jess and wrapped up in the covers.

"What is it? All day you've been acting really strange."

"You have to promise not to tell mom or dad."

"I promise what's the matter?"

Melissa took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling, "Dean is coming on to me."

Jessica looked at Melissa and couldn't help but laugh, "Dean? Dean? Dean Winchester is coming on to you? That is a good one little sis. Real good one."

"I'm serious, Jess."

Jessica looked into her sister eyes and could tell that she was not kidding, "You're not joking are you?" she asked and Melissa shook her head no. "What has he been doing to make you think he is coming on to you?"

"He has been giving me these…sinful looks. When I was out with Buttercup he came in and he was teaching me how to brush and I thought it was harmless until…"

"Until what?" Jessica asked.

"He unbuttoned my jeans." Melissa said.

"What did you do? Did something happen?" Jessica asked. She knew this was all very new to her little sister.

"No thank goodness. Dad got there and I pulled away. But that's not all. There's more"

"I'm afraid to know more." Jessica said and folded her arms.

"He is the one that sent me the flowers. I was coming up to take a nap he was outside my room. I thanked him for the flowers because I didn't want to be rude to him but that wasn't enough. H-he kissed me…on the lips." Melissa said.

"Did you like it?" Jessica asked.

"What? No…yes. I don't know. What is he doing to me? What does he want?" Melissa asked.

"He wants you in his bed that's what he wants." Jessica said.

"But I told him I wasn't that kind of girl. I am not read for that yet." Melissa said.

"I know but Dean doesn't care. Guys like that are all the same and they only want one thing from us girls. The best you can do is stay away from him." Jessica said. "That way you won't be tempted to do something you will regret. Trust me on this."

"How can I stay away from him? You are about to marry his brother. He will always be around."

"I know it will be hard but just try. Don't let him force you into anything." Jessica said. "But we can't tell anyone about this."

"Why not? Maybe Dad can do something."

"No. We don't want to ruin the wedding. Just hang in there and stay away from him. Soon he will get bored and move on to the next girl that catches his eye." Jessica said. "It's going to be ok."

"I guess you're right." Melissa smiled softly at her sister. She really wasn't sure how she felt about all the attention Dean was giving to her. Maybe she liked it…maybe she didn't. This was all very new and very confusing for her. How was she supposed to deny the kings son? Jessica was right. She just had to make sure she was never alone with him again.

Authors Note: Thank you all for reviewing! You guys are awesome! Oh and just so you know I didn't mean for it to be like jailbait. I just thought the ages seemed right. Jessica being 23 and Melissa 17…but Melissa will be 18 a few days after the wedding but as you can see age doesn't matter to this group of people. Soooo…please review and give a special thanks to Dean's Sassy Seductress for helping me out so much with this chapter! I was stuck!