Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Dean. Dammit.
Warning: Teens having consentual sex. Graphic. Dean involved. Rated M YOU ARE WARNED!
Thank to summerlover1, EmSyd, and DeansSecretSweetie for the feedback on Chapter 1. It is totally appreciated! Here is the next chapter. I hope you enjoy
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Danielle felt the warm water sprinkling onto her skin. She leaned her head beck to let the water flow down her neck and chest. Soft lips nuzzled the back of her neck.
"Damn, Dean. Do you ever let up?"
"Only if you make me," he countered as he nibbled the back of her neck. His hands held a soapy washcloth which he used to soap her breasts, her chest, her shoulders...oh who was he kidding. He was feeling her. He didn't give a damn about the soap.
"Dean, come on. Let's finish. I'm hungry. Dad called and they won't be back until Wednesday. It's only Monday night. We have time."
"I'm hungry, too," he said in a deep drawl. He turned Danielle around. She stared into jade eyes. He closed them, covering them with thick, beautifully curled blond lashes, and took her mouth with his. He made love to her lips, her tongue. His fingers were making love to her soft mound.
Danielle responded by leaning into Dean's already muscular chest. She wrapped one hand around the back of his neck, drawing him closer. Her other hand stroked his already swollen cock.
Dean moved his hand even lower, leaving her engorged clit and sinking a finger into her depths. She was so tight and wet. He wondered what she would feel like wrapped around his dick.
Danielle pulled back. "Deanie, we have all night. I want you, but I need food."
Dean smirked. Then his face changed. "I want food, too. I need you."
Danielle looked into his eyes. She was waiting for a punchline, a joke. There were none.
"Really?"
"I...uhh," he ran his right hand over his hair, a nervous habit he had since childhood."You and me, we just have been close for so long. No one else really understood our lives. We grew up together. We played together as kids. We even bathed together! It wasn't as much fun back then!" he threw his head back and laughed.
Danielle watched and smiled. He was so beautiful when he laughed. His eyes would become much greener and his perfect pink lips would spread into a beautiful smile.
"We were both outsiders to everyone else. You never judged me and I never judged you. I mean, hell, you were my first kiss. Remember that?"
Danielle giggled," I sure do."
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Dean and Danielle were laying by the creek, watching the sunset. They had spent the whole day together. Sammy was back at the house, with their dads. He had to train some more. He was only 7, soon to be 8, but that was more than old enough to be learning the trade.
Dean and Danielle had slipped to the water's edge after going to the local store. The grabbed a few snowballs and ate them on the way to creek. Now they were watching the sunset.
"Dani?"
"Yea?"
"Never mind."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Dean," she said in an annoyed voice.
Danielle rolled her eyes. Dean was twelve. She would be twelve in the fall. He was as annoying as all the other boys his age. Dumbass.
"Dani?"
"Quit playing with me Dean!"
"I have a question."
"Then ask it or shut up."
"Have you ever...kissedaguy?" he asked quickly, making the last three words one.
"Nope."
"Well, I haven't kissed a girl either."
"Good for you."
"Don't you want to?"
"Nope."
"I do."
"You want to kiss a boy, Dean?"
"No smartass. I want to kiss...I wanna kiss you."
"Why?"
"I just do."
"Why?"
"Dani, I already answered that."
"You call that an answer?"
"Neither of us have ever done it and we can...teach each other."
"Fine,
They looked at each other. Dean closed his eyes and puckered his lips. Dani laughed.
"What the hell is so funny?" he asked.
"You look ridiculous!"
"Shut up and let's do this."
Dani would never admit that she would wanted to kiss no one else. Dean was changing and it was a good thing. He was getting taller. His arms were getting bigger. His legs were gettiing longer and they were getting bowed, like a cowboy.
Dean had noticed Dani changing, too. She had grown a bit. Her cheekbones were now more prominent. Her legs were longer and getting more defined. Her hair, which she always wore in a ponytail,but was wearing down at the moment, looked like a frame for her masterpiece face.
Dean leaned over and touched his lips to hers. She pushed her lips to his. They stayed this way for a few seconds. Dani pulled back first.
Dean smirked,"Now we are experts. Of course, we have to practice to stay good." With that, he leaned over again.
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Dean and Danielle sat on the front porch in the swing. Each of them had a bowl of gumbo Danielle had prepared the day before, some cornbread, and sweet tea. They sat with their shoulders together, looking into the country night. The crickets sang and the slight breeze felt cool against their skin.
"What's happening to us?" Danielle asked.
"What you mean?" Dean replied with his mouth full.
"You are such a pig!" Danielle laughed.
"You love it." Smirk
"Sure do."
"What?" Dean had stopped shovelling food into his mouth and looked at Danielle.
"Dean, I don't try to label it. We have a connection and that is fine. I do not mind it. I don't understand it all yet, but we have something special. We have since I can remember."
"I know."
"I know you do," she looked at him and smiled.
In the dark, Dean smiled, too.
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They finished eating and cleaned up. They moved to the living room ad began to watch a movie. It wasn't long before they were more interested in each other. Their hands, lips, and tongues were exploring familiar territory now. They were much more comfortable now.
It wasn't long until their clothers were on the floor. The glow of the TV made them look ethereal. Dean paused from his exploration and looked down at her.
His eyes bored into hers. He took her left hand in his right and brought it up over her head. He inertwined his fingers with hers. She squeezed back.
Dean stood and grabbed her hand, he led her to the bedroom. It was time to finish what they had started.
Danielle was on top of Dean, chest to chest. She had her tongue past his lips. Dean's fingers dug into her hips, then ran frantically up her back.
She moved down his body, laying kisses,nipping, and flicking her tongue on his neck, nipples, stomach, and...
"No."
"I thought you liked it," she said, the hurt cutting through her voice.
"I love it, but that is not what I want," Dean said as he lifted her face and pulled her up to meet his eyes."I want to feel you wrapped around me. I want to be inside you. I can't explain it, but..."
"I know."
"Umm, I..uh, you know..." Dean stammered.
"You've never done this before either?"
"What I was trying to say is, I have not done...No, I haven't" Dean's blush was apparent, even in the dim light cast from her lamp.
"So, we learn together."
Dean reached up and kissed her. He quickly flipped both of them over so he could be on top. He explored her wetness with his fingers while her hands stroked his cock to extreme hardness.
He raised up and moved to enter her. "Wait, we need..."
Danielle giggled. "No, we don't. Daddy has had me on the pill since I was 12. He is so paranoid" She reached over onto the dresser and held a package in her hand. "See, I have never missed even one! He checks!"
Dean looked into her beautiful brown eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. Are you?"
"Oh yea." He laughed softly and stroked her face.
He positioned himself at her entrance. He could feel the heat on the tip of his dick. He moved slowly forward and he felt the tightness. He pushed a bit harder and felt her moistness cover his tip. He groaned.
Danielle winced. She took a deep breath and tried to relax. Dean moved in a bit further. He would then move a little bit backward to coat himself with her juices before she took another deep breath and pushed forward again.
She was so tight and warm. He could feel her changing to accomodate him. She was letting him inside her. They could not turn back now.
It took a few moments, some painful for Danielle, for Dean to enter her completely. He would stop when she flinched, but she would look at him and her eyes said it all,"Don't stop. We both want this."
When Dean was inside her completely, he stopped and savored the feeling. He felt...whole. He opened his eyes and began to move back and forth slowly.
She felt his cock deep within her walls, rubbing against sensitive areas she had never known existed. The pain subsided and was replaced by sheer pleasure. She began to rock her hips to match Dean's rhythm. The feelings she was experiencng were indescribable. She wrapped her arms around Dean and moved her hands all over his back. She bit down on his shoulder as her body was racked with a wave of heat, happiness, and ecstasy.
"Dean...Dean...DEAN! Ahhhhhh"
Dean was watching every flicker of emotion across her face. He was making her feel this. He was making her muscles tense. He was making her cum. She was not hiding anything from him and he wanted to stay like this forever.
She rode the wave to shore and was on her way back to sea, to catch the next wave and ride it. She wrapped her legs around Dean's waist.
"Dani," he whispered. He buried his face in her neck, taking in her intoxicating scent.
Dean moved harder and faster. He could feel Danielle shaking beneath him and then she was crying out his name again. Her legs wrapped around him more tightly and her hips rose as she came again. He could feel her walls tighten around his dick as he moved in and out, faster, harder.
A few moments later, he bit her on the shoulder as he felt his explosion was iminent. He released her shoulder as his seed shot into her.
"Daniiiiii!"
Dean shook as he came. There was one more thrust and he collapsed on top of her. After resting a bit, he looked up to see if she was ok. he noticed the her eyes were wet. They were both sweating, but he knew these were tears.
"Did I..did I hurt you?" he asked as he stroked her hair.
"No. I am crying because...never mind, it's a girl thing."
"One of those chick flick moments?"
She laughed softly,"Shut up, Dean."
Dean rolled onto his back and pulled her close. She never saw the single tear fall from his eye.
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