A/N: so this is when it really becomes M. It's not super detailed, but it is there...

Chapter seven: one of many firsts

Luna pulled Dean up the spiral staircase and into her room. "Don't be so shy! It's just a sleep over." Luna reached up and ruffled Dean's hair. He was just standing there tarring at her. "What?"

"Luna, I know we have only been dating one week, but we lived together and spent all of our time together for almost a month at Shell Cottage. I got to know you, and I realized then how amazing and beautiful you are...but just in this last week...i realized more than that." Dean was looking right into Luna's eyes and holding both of her hands in his own.

Luna knew what Dean wanted to say. She knew he was hesitating too, not because it was untrue, but because it was true, and he didn't want to scare her away or make things sound rushed. He really cared. Luna stood on her tippy toes and gently kissed Dean's lips, "Don't worry, somewhere inside of us, we've known each other forever," she whispered to Dean. Then she lightly kissed him again and even more quietly, looking right into Dean's eyes, she said, "And, I love you too."

Dean let out a deep breath at Luna's words. His face broke into a wide grin and he looked at her, "Why am I this lucky?"

"You're not lucky, you're you..and that's so much better than lucky." Luna put her hand around Dean's neck and pulled him in closer to kiss him again. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her in close against his warm body.

Dean's tongue explored Luna's mouth, and Luna flicked her tongue at his, playfully distracting it from its explorations. After just standing (well, more than standing, but you get the idea) in Luna's moon-lit room for a few minutes, Dean felt his feet moving them forward and his arms lightly lifting Luna at her waist. A moment later Dean was leaning over Luna as he lowered her onto her bed, still kissing. Dean could feel a growing need for her, this time without the tree branch's help. Just like their first kiss, Dean was now on top of Luna, a knee on either side. He pulled away from her mouth and began giving her small kisses along her jaw line. Luna inhaled, relaxing into the bed and moving her hands to the bottom of Dean's shirt.

She pulled his shirt up, and he pulled it all the way off, this time kissing her collar bone. Luna loved the feel of having Dean over her. She loved his warm body and the protective, comforting feel of his greater weight over her smaller build. She loved how Dean's hands drew her closer to his body from the small of her back and how he ran his fingers through her long hair. She ran her hands over his bare stomach and chest. He definitely had a quidditch players athletic body. She smiled to her self in bliss.

Dean looked up at Luna's face. Her breathing rate had been steadily increasing the more and lower her kissed her. Her face reflected the pure bliss that he felt and he moved back up her body. As he planted a kiss on her lips, he ran his hands up her thigh and torso. He felt her shiver and pulled away to check on her. Luna immediately pulled Dean back down, "Don't stop," she breathed.

Dean didn't need telling twice. He pulled her dress up and over her head. Soon Luna's bra and Dean's jeans had joined his shirt and her dress on the floor. Luna could feel Dean against her. His dick was really hard, and the thought made her panties feeling even wetter than they already did. She had never felt so desperate for something before. Earlier in the week she had felt the urge to just reach over and tease his gear or even stick her hand down his pants, but she had never had the guts to. Now though, she knew, she didn't care how tired she would be tomorrow or if she had even seen a penis before tonight, she was going to feel him inside her tonight. She had to. She loved Dean and he loved her. They had gone through so much together that it only seemed right, and now, even though they had barely even been friends for a month, this was the time and Luna would not let it pass by.

Dean kissed Luna's neck. He suck on it lightly and her body arched up into his. She was quiet in her pleasure, but the pace of her breathing and the way she desperately clung to Dean turned him on more than anything ever had. Breathlessly, Luna pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes with a look of desperate need. "Please?"

Dean hadn't expected Luna to be ready for sex already, "Luna, are you sure about this?" He was worried she might be getting too carried away, but she seemed to reas his mind because a moment later she addressed that thought. Ok, Dean thought excitedly, if you want me, i can't stop myself much longer anyway. To Luna, he asked "it could hurt. Do you want me to go fast or slow? Or start with my fingers?" Dean had had sex before, he knew his methods, but Luna was knew to this and he wanted it to be as great for her as it was for him.

Luna was breathing rapidly, "Quickly. And get right to business. I need you. Now." Dean hesitated for a minute. Then Luna cried out desperately, "Now! Dean, I need you! In me! Now!"

Dean had never heard Luna sound like that, but it was the hottest thing he had ever heard. Without wasting another moment, he had removed his and her underwear. Hers were almost completely soaked and Dean felt himself harden even more. He momentarily pulled out of his kiss with Luna, "Ready?"

"Yes please!" Luna's answer came out as a moan, and next thing either of them knew, they were moving in time with each other. Both moaning the other's name and kissing each other's face. Dean felt Luna's finger nails dig into his back, and she tightened around him even more.

Dean exploded inside Luna with a grunt and yell of her name in a moment of ecstasy and her voice, higher pitched and louder than before, cried his name in admiration and bliss.

Dean rolled off Luna, and still connected and entwined in the other's limbs, they fell asleep, both of them happier than they had been all year. As they drifted of, Dean whispered into Luna's ear, "just keep my heart, i know it's safe with you."