Summary: Dean Winchester never thought he'd meet the love of his life in a brothel and she turns him into a real soft touch, but how will she react when she finds out about his past? Post Apocalypse. Dean/OC. PLEASE REVIEW!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Caitlyn Brookes

What You Do To Me

Chapter Two

The motel room had a double bed, and Dean locked the door, closed the windows and drew the curtains just in case. He turned to Caitlyn who couldn't help but throw her arms around him.

"Thank you, Dean!" She whispered, "Thank you!"

Dean held her back and smiled to himself. He'd just saved her from a life of constant slavery, rape and being used and she was so grateful to him.

"It was no trouble." Dean replied, "None at all."

Caitlyn really liked Dean a lot. He was so gentle with her, whereas most men just treated her like a piece of meat to throw around. She was a virgin when she showed up there, her virginity taken by her boss so it wouldn't be painful on her first night. Oh, how fucking considerate of him.

Pulling back from the embrace, they looked into one another's eyes and Dean gently caressed her cheek, seeing her lean into the touch.

"Dean…" She whispered, "You're not supposed to pet me…it's not allowed…"

"No, no, no," Dean told her, "You're not there anymore. You're free."

She opened her eyes to look at him, staring deeply into his beautiful green ones.

"What do you feel?" He asked her, "What do you want?"

Caitlyn's answer was simple, released in both a whisper and a scream.

"You."

Dean leaned forward and kissed her lips tenderly, pulling her close into his arms and feeling her press into the shape of his body, the two fitting together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

"This won't be forced, there won't be anything rough or dirty…" Dean promised, "It's all going to change…"

Breaking their kiss, Caitlyn looked up at him with utter trust in her eyes.

"I know we've only know each other for a few hours…and we don't know much about each other…" She whispered, "But I really like you…"

"You mean in the boyfriend-girlfriend kinda way?" Dean asked, Caitlyn nodding a little in response.

Dean heard a familiar voice in his head then, a deep one that he knew so well.

Castiel!

"Tell her the truth, Dean. Tell her how you feel." The angel said, "Have something for yourself for once."

"Good." Dean replied, "I really like you too."

Caitlyn smiled, actually smiled genuinely and Dean grinned, kissing her languidly before the pair of them ended up on the bed, moving to rest against the pillows as Dean kissed Caitlyn softly, moving his hands up and down her body, caressing her ways he could tell she'd never been touched. She was probably fucked and that was it, but he was going to take good care of her. He was going to make sure that she was satisfied, safe, warm, fed, clothed, bathed, everything. He was going to take her home with him and look after her. He returned to the moment when he felt her pulling his shirt up, so he complied and sat back, letting her pull it over his head and drop it to the floor. Dean pulled Caitlyn into his lap, kissing her neck and shoulders, pulling her tank top over her head to reveal that stunning torso he saw early.

Dean rested above Caitlyn, leaning down and kissing her lips tenderly as he entered her slowly. This time she was completely relaxed, like she was at home in his arms. He held her close, as he began to move his hips, moving her beautiful hair to kiss her neck and shoulders as he thrusted her languidly.

"Dean…" she whispered, holding him tightly to her as she rocked against him, "You're amazing…"

Dean grinned and bit on her neck lightly, Caitlyn rolling them over so she was on top, pinning Dean's hands above his head before just holding them as she circled her hips, moaning when Dean began to thrust upward. That's when Dean sat up, wrapping his arms around her and moving her hair to one side of her body, kissing her exposed side and then pulling back so they could kiss each other's lips, tongues entwining gently as they moved further and further towards bliss, body's beginning to sparkle with sweat in the soft light of the ugly motel room. Caitlyn shivered as Dean held her, knowing climax was coming.

"Caitlyn…" Dean breathed, "I…"

With that, they came in sync again, riding through their high before falling backwards onto the mattress, Caitlyn climbing off of Dean and laying by his side as he discarded the condom in the metal trash can.

"Dean," She whispered, kissing his lips tenderly, "You're so wonderful."

"So are you." Dean replied kissing her forehead and cradling her protectively, "Wow…"

"Shower?" Caitlyn asked, Dean nodding in response before heading to the bathroom with a very naked Caitlyn behind him.

As he'd held her in his arms, Dean had felt so much love running through his body that it was overwhelming and he was now terrified he was falling for this girl. He just couldn't fall for her…she'd end up hurt or dead.

Unfortunately for Dean (at this point), love cannot be controlled.

-TBC-

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