A/N: Greetings!! I have returned with another update....now since most of you kept up with your end of the deal I will not steal your souls and send hell hounds after you. Yay. And there is some smuttyness in this chapter so I am keeping up my end as well. So read and let me know what you think as always. There will be more smut next chapter if that is what you wish all you have to do is ask hahahaha! Enjoy!!
(sorry if I am a little crazy these days I am a little sleep deprived...good for you guys cause it leaves me time to write of course!)
"Sam…I can't breathe!"
"Oh! Sorry!"
Alex let out a hefty sigh as Sam released her, looking up into his big brown eyes with a frown. She had to admit that she had missed them both, including Sam. And although she had seen the way Dean frowned when they embraced she couldn't help but jump into Sam's arms. He was like a brother to her after all; a brother who she thought was dead sexy and had ended up having a drunken one-night-stand with, but still a brother. And Sam seemed to miss her just as much judging by the way he had hugged her so tightly once she had entered the motel room.
"If I didn't know any better I would say that you missed me, Samuel," she said sarcastically giving him a wink.
Sam blushed slightly and shrugged. "I did…probably not as much as Dean here, but I did."
At Sam's words, Dean's own cheeks flamed and he frowned at Sam. Alex chuckled lightly realizing just how much she missed them and how good it felt to be back. She felt like she was home with them and was happy to be in their presence again no matter what she had been telling her self the past four months. She was going to stay by Dean's side even though that meant being prepared for him to die, but she didn't care what he said, she wasn't going to let him die. She would find some way for them to break the deal and leave both Sam and Dean alive.
"Should I go?" Sam asked looking between them and pointing to the door.
Dean and Alex shared a confused glance. "What?" Dean said raising an eyebrow.
"Well I uh…I figured you guys would want…to be alone?" Sam stuttered looking at the both of them.
"Oh...Oh…Sam, no stay," Alex insisted grabbing his arm. "I want to hang out with the both of you. Let's order a pizza and watch some pay per view or something. Then tomorrow you guys can fill me in on what I missed these past four months that you dimwits have been alone."
Sam smirked and looked to Dean who shrugged as well, a smirk sliding across his face. "Sounds like a good plan to me."
They ordered two large pizzas one with cheese and one with loads of meat before they ordered a horror movie. Dean and Sam went out for beer while she stayed to take a shower and freshen up from her long drive. She combed her hair and changed into her pajamas just as Dean and Sam returned and they settled down to watch the movie. Dean found a spot on the floor and Sam lay across his own bed, while Alex took over Dean's bed. They laughed at the supposedly horror film while eating their pizza and drinking their bee. And even though s he was having fun she just couldn't stop staring at Dean. She wanted to cuddle with him, wanted to hold him in her arms since she knew that soon he would be gone and she would one day never again get the chance too, but she kept her distance. She was lucky enough that he wanted her to stay and that he was willing to forgive. She didn't want to press her luck.
Midway through the movie when things quieted down Dean rose from the floor and turned off the lamp before climbing onto the bed with her. She didn't say anything as he made himself comfortable on the bed and then pulled her into his arms. She sighed as she rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around him. The movie suddenly seemed less interesting as the sound of Dean's heart beating drowned out the noise of the movie with a steady comforting thump-thump thump-thump. She closed her eyes and focused completely on the sound, relaxing as she allowed it to soothe her completely. Soon she felt herself drifting off to sleep with the warmth of Dean against her and the steady rhythm of his breathing and his heart filling her ears.
Alex awoke in darkness, which made her panic slightly because she was afraid of the dark, and when you knew what came out of the dark like she did, she had every reason to be afraid. She instinctively reached underneath the pillow and felt not her usual hunting knife, but a gun instead. She hesitated in surprise and then it all came back to her, she was in the motel room with Dean and Sam and there should be no reason to be afraid.
She blinked a few times allowing her eyes to adjust and soak in as much of the moonlight pouring in from the windows as she could. She must have fallen asleep during the movie because the television was off and there was no sound in the room. She lifted her head slightly and saw a large lump on the other bed, which she assumed was Sam. He was fast asleep, snoring lightly with his back turned to the bed she lay on. Noticing Sam brought her to Dean who was absent from her side which made panic rise up in her at full throttle. She sat up quickly just as she heard the sound of a toilet flushing and then the bathroom door opening. The bathroom light blinded her as she turned to look at him. He was alive and well and had stripped down to his normal black t-shirt and his boxers. She sighed in relief as she realized he was okay and let out a hefty sigh.
He didn't say anything as he shut off the bathroom light and moved towards the bed, retaking his place that he had once been. "You okay?" he asked softly looking concerned as he climbed under the covers with her.
She nodded slowly and lay down beside him, her head resting on his arm. "I just woke up and you were gone. I don't even remember falling asleep," she whispered.
"You and Sammy both passed out on me," he replied with a smirk. "I was just going to the bathroom."
She nodded and sighed again. "I'm just feeling a little panicky knowing that you are going to die soon…Demons lie Dean what if they come to take you before the time they promised."
Dean shook his head. "They won't. The deal was sealed and if they break it Sam dies and I don't go to hell and for some reason it seems like they really want me to go down there so I don't think that will be happening."
She sighed again beginning to play with a loose string on his shirt as she felt his eyes gazing at her through the darkness. Silence hung in the air around them, thick as a blanket as she tried to force the thoughts of his impending death to the back of her mind. She tried to only focus on the fact that she was there with him, but she could not stop the evil thoughts from creeping up from the back of her mind.
"Stop it," he whispered snapping her out of her thoughts.
She released the string she was playing with. "Sorry."
"I'm not talking about the string," he replied. "I see your brain going a mile a minute. Cut it out. We both know how it ends so don't kill yourself trying to figure out some way to stop it. There is no going around it and I'm fine with that."
"Well I'm not," she frowned looking at him. "I'm not fine with the fact that you are going to die in a few months."
"Well it's happening and there's nothing you and I can do about it," he replied softly. "And if you sent me back in time I would just do it again."
She groaned softly in frustration and sighed. If this is really it then I am just going to have to spend every waking moment I have with him while I can. "Dean…" she said in a hushed whisper making him look at her.
"Yeah?"
"Can you really forgive me for what happened with Sam?" she asked.
He hesitated, his eyes looking everywhere but at hers for a moment before he shook his head. "No…I can't…just knowing that there was another man inside of you that wasn't me kills me every time I think about it," he admitted. "But I love you and I want to be the only man you want for the rest of your life…even if I am going to hell in a few months."
"You are the only man I want, Dean," she whispered reaching out to caress his cheek. "How can I prove that to you?"
Dean sighed and shook his head, his eyes moving to the ceiling. She waited for some sort of response. He didn't answer; instead he grabbed her by the wrists and placed them both over her head, holding them firmly with one hand. She gasped in surprise, opening her mouth to ask him just what the hell he thought he was doing when he kissed her.
His kiss was hard and bruising, right down to her very soul. She tried to move her arms, but he held her wrists firm leaving her to whimper as he finally pulled his mouth away from hers. His eyes were on fire and she could feel his heart pounding against his chest. Liquid pooled at her core and soaked her underwear as his hand slid down her chest and to her stomach, creating a trail of fire.
"You have to be quiet," he ordered in low whisper as his free hand undid the strings to her pajama bottoms. "We can't wake, Sam."
She nodded in response, licking her lips as he leaned in for another kiss. She wanted him right then and there, she didn't care that Sam was asleep on the next bed, didn't care that he could wake up at any moment and see what they were doing. Maybe that's what Dean wanted, maybe he wanted Sam to wake up and see him inside of her, to prove the further point that Alex realized. She was Dean's through and through, she wanted him, loved him, needed him, and he felt the same in return. Her heart would be his forever and till the end of time, and nothing would ever change that.
"Do you want it?" he asked, pulling away from the kiss and dipping his head to whisper in her ear before sliding his tongue along the side of her ear. "Do you want me?"
She nodded, biting her lip, fearing that if she spoke it would be too loud and she would wake Sam. She gazed up at Dean's moonlit face and tried to speak all her emotions through the pained expression on her face. It wasn't good enough for him, he wanted to hear the words moaned from her lips and she knew it.
"Say it again," he whispered biting her ear lobe. "I want to hear you say I'm the only man you want."
"You're the only man I want Dean," she whispered quickly, her tone pleading for more of him. "Please…touch me."
The hand resting outside side of her pants obliged her request and slid inside, circling around her clit for a few seconds. She bit her lip again, quieting her moan until he withdrew his hand which made her frown. He released her wrists finally, his body sliding atop hers as he looked into her eyes. She could feel the hardness of him pressing into her stomach, his fingers sliding into her hair as his mouth found hers again making her moan. She couldn't help but grind her body upwards causing friction between them that made him groan into her mouth. Her hand moved next, sliding down his side before slipping into front of his jeans, making him lift his body a little to grant her access. She gripped him tight making him pull his mouth away from hers and clench his teeth as he sucked in a sharp breath.
She pushed against his chest, making him roll off of her before she climbed on top of him. Dean smirked, his eyes moving to check that Sam was still asleep before reaching up to grip her neck and pull her back down for another kiss. She slid her tongue over his, making him moan as she began pushing his boxers down his hips. He lifted his body, allowing her to slide them down easier before she released his mouth.
"I'll prove it to you, Dean," she whispered leaning in towards his ear. "I'll prove it to you all night."
Dean groaned softly at her promise, throwing his head back into the pillow as her tongue traveled down his collar bone to his chest. He was achingly hard and if her mouth was going where he hoped it was, he was sure he would kill Sam if he woke up and ruined the moment. But Sam didn't make a peep as Alex's tongue trailed down his abdomen to his pelvis and she disappeared beneath the covers. He felt her warm breath on him and it made him throb, his hands balling into fists before her mouth even found him.
"Holy shit," he moaned as her mouth slid over him wet and hot. His teeth clenched as she slid her tongue up the underside before swirling around the tip and then she slid back down to the base. "Oh god!"
On the other bed, Sam stirred making Dean lift his head to watch his brother until Sam went motionless again. His eyes then rolled to the back of his head as Alex repeated the same process once again, leaving him gasping as he gripped a handful of her hair. He was dangerously close to finishing right in her mouth, feeling himself pulse and throb against her tongue. Every muscle in his body tensed and the hand in her hair gripped tighter.
"Alex…" he groaned licking his lips. "Wait…stop…Fuck that feels good…No! Stop…I'm gonna-."
She pulled off of him slowly making his whole body shiver. The ache in him grew as she slid back up his body with a smile as his eyes rolled back into their proper place. There was no stopping it then, his cock was aching to be within her and he had every intention of being and he didn't give a damn if Sam happened to wake up. He smiled at her as he ran a hand through her hair, grinding himself upward into her body.
"Jesus Christ," he moaned against her mouth as her tongue licked at his bottom lip. He took one of her hands, bringing it down to the hardness of him. She gripped it tightly making him groan. "Do you feel what you do to me? I want you so bad."
"Do you believe me now then?" she asked softly rubbing her nose against his. "Do you believe me when I say you're the only man I could ever want, Dean Winchester?"
He rolled, pinning her body back underneath his as he recaptured her mouth with his and slid his tongue over hers. His hands slid up her shirt desperately searching for warm flesh and kneading whatever they found. She moaned into his mouth gripping the hem of his shirt and sliding it up, wanting to feel the warmth of his bare skin against her. He finally pulled his mouth away from hers, sitting back on his heels so he could lift his shirt over his head. She sat up as well removing her shirt and tossing it aside before pulling him back down on top of her. She felt as if she was going to burst if he didn't make love to her right then and there. She wanted to feel him all over, inside and out.
"Yes I believe you," he finally answered looking into her eyes.
"Dean…god…," she pleaded in his ear as his hand slid down her body once more before finding the center of her warmth. "Please I need you." She hadn't tasted the saltiness of his skin, or felt the way his muscles rippled beneath her fingers in so long she had nearly forgotten what it was like. She vowed to never leave him again and gasped aloud as his two fingers slid into her. She bit her lip instantly as she heard Sam shifting on the other bed, praying that it wasn't him waking up.
Dean had ignored the sounds coming from his brother's bed, not caring anymore if Sam awoke or not. He planned on pleasing her all night long until the sun came up and then again after they showered and ate breakfast. He had remained abstinent for four months because every time he looked at another woman all he saw was her face, and he knew that it just wouldn't be the same as the real deal. He felt like an idiot, knowing that he should have listened to Sam and went after her a long time ago, but he believed it was best. But now with her body underneath him and her heat throbbing around his fingers he knew that was a horrible mistake.
"Dean," she moaned in his ear making him throb once more. "Please…"
He knew what she was begging for, hell he wanted it too. He wanted to thrust himself inside of her and never stop, but he held back. He didn't want to make it fast; he didn't want to just get it over with. He wanted to savor the moment; he didn't know how many more like it he would have. He wanted to be able to remember this night forever and that meant appreciating every moment of it.
"Patience," he whispered against her cheek, pushing his fingers in deeper. "There's so much more I want to do to you."
She shivered at his words and he couldn't help, but smile. He kissed her again before his mouth began to move, licking down her neck before nipping at her collarbone and then finding a nipple. She gasped when his mouth closed over her breast, beginning to squirm beneath him as his fingers slid in and out with an unbearable slowness. His tongue swirled around her nipple before he bit at it gently and released it from his mouth as he removed his fingers at the same time. She groaned softly in protest catching his eyes in the darkness.
"Now?" she questioned feeling her body ache without him touching her. She was desperate and needy and she didn't care. She would do whatever it took to get him inside of her, and have some kind of release. "God Dean I'm gonna explode…"
"Shh," he whispered leaning in close. "I said to be patient now didn't I?"
She nodded slowly biting her lip. "Yes…but-."
He shook his head, making her fall silent instantly. "I want to taste you first," he whispered.
Her eyes went wide as he brought his fingers that were wet with her juices up to his lips. She let out a low sigh when he slid them into his mouth with a moan before sliding them back out slowly. He shut his eyes as he licked his lips and slid his fingers back within her, making her moan. He leaned in close, his tongue licking up the side of her jaw until he reached her ear.
"God you taste so good," he moaned into her ear.
His fingers slid over her g-spot making her gasp once more. Her walls tightened around his fingers like a vice making them both moan as he pushed them upward brushing her once more. She shut her eyes tight, trying to drown out everything else but him and the feeling of him within her. Her blood slid through her veins hot as lava and she was barely breathing. She felt him sliding down her body, his mouth on her stomach, then just below her navel before he was opening her legs wider for him.
"Yes," she moaned in a whisper arching when she felt warm breath against her. "Please…Dean…I need you…"
His mouth was on her thigh first, sucking gently before it began to move inward and soon he was kissing her other lips. She bit her lip hard sparking pain, but not enough to distract her from the sensation of his mouth. His tongue moved quickly sweeping upward towards her clit making her gasp before he pulled it into his mouth. He sucked and licked over her clit as his fingers picked up rhythm sliding in and out of her in time to match his licks, leaving her to squirm more and more, moaning and panting as she reached down to grip a handful of sandy blonde hair. She tried her best to be quiet, biting her lip harder to keep the noise down, but as the pleasure built and built she found her lips quivering.
"Oh god…Dean…yes…don't stop…please," she moaned as soft as she could. She reached for the extra pillow she wasn't laying on, pulling it over her head just as the dam within her broke and pleasure swept through her like a tidal wave. Her cry was drowned out by the pillow over her face and she arched her pelvis into Dean as he continued on, riding out her orgasm and lapping up the taste of it.
Her brain was still in a post orgasm fog as he slid back up her body and moved the pillow from her face before he captured her mouth. She could taste herself on his tongue, making her moan. He slid into her with no warning or hesitation making them both moan against each other. Neither could wait anymore, the ache in them both to much to bear. Dean nearly came at the first thrust, but he held himself back, wanting to savor the feel of her warmth around him.
"Oh my god," she sighed into his neck, her fingers digging into his flesh as he surged forward once more. "Don't stop, Dean…god…it feels so good."
Her words sent a fire through him that consumed him completely making him moan into the pillow as she begun to tremble beneath him. "I won't baby," he groaned as he kissed her ear. "God…I missed you…so much…holding you…kissing you…tasting you…feeling you cum around me…"
He surged forward again, sliding right in to the hilt making her shiver beneath him from the ripples that rose in her. She was close again, so close that she could taste it, and she knew that with a few well placed strokes she would be spilling herself around him. She lifted her hips in time with his thrusts gasping as the feelings increased and brought her even closer.
"Shit…Dean…I'm gonna cum….please….more," she pleaded not caring anymore about being quiet as she opened her eyes to look into his. "Please….I want too…"
"Shh," he whispered his eyes darting to see that Sam was still fast asleep and unmoving. He kissed her again to muffle her moans, his tongue dueling with hers as he picked up a rhythm that made the mattress squeak softly beneath them. Her squirming and the throbbing around him intensified and even his mouth could not stifle her moans completely. Her fingers dug deeper into his skin and he could feel his own pleasure build up reach its peak.
"Oh god, Alex," he moaned pulling his mouth away from hers and burying his face in her neck. He brought his hand up, covering her mouth to quiet her as he bit his own lip.
The orgasm hit them both like a ton of a bricks making her tremble and shake beneath him. Her last cry was smothered by his hand and he got off with a soft grunt as she tightened around him and he spilled himself into her. He removed his hand from her mouth allowing her to sigh heavily as he rolled off of her and lay at her side. Both of them looked to the other bed instinctively and found Sam still asleep.
"I swore he was going to wake up," Dean whispered shaking his head as he pulled her close.
She didn't say anything as she laid her head on his chest and slid her hand down his arm until she found his hand and locked fingers with him. Silence sat in the room for a long moment before Dean felt her sobbing against him and could feel the wetness of her tears pooling on his chest. He released her hand, gripping her chin and turning her face to meet his. He could see the tears streaming down her face in the moonlight and felt his stomach sink.
"Alex…baby…what's wrong?" he whispered caressing her cheek.
She shook her head and wiped at her eyes as she sniffled. "I just…I'm going to miss you so much, Dean," she sobbed against him. "I…I don't want you to die…please…don't leave me…"
Dean felt his heart break in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her tighter and brought her in closer. She continued to cry against him as he held her and caressed her, knowing that he could bring her mild comfort. He didn't want to admit to her that he was afraid to die too, or that he didn't really want to die to begin with. But Sam meant the world to him and his life had greater value to Dean than his own. He's my baby brother, he thought. Now what kind of big brother would I be if I didn't give up my own life so he could live?
"Alex…" he whispered into her hair. "It's going to be okay….I promise."
She stopped crying for the moment as he held her, even though he knew that she knew that he was lying. It wasn't going to be okay. He was going to die and she was going to have to live without him just like Sam and there was nothing either of them could do about it.
