Briana's POV
I sighed in contentment. I was laying on Dean's chest as he stroked my back under the sheet. I looked up at his face.
"You're too perfect." I looked into his eyes and he gave me a defeated look.
"I'm not perfect Bri." He told me.
"Dean, to me you are. You're what I always wanted, I couldn't ask for anything better." I smiled and he leaned forward and pushed his lips into mine. I kissed him back and felt what I did every time we kissed. A rush of emotion and the unmistakable taste of his mouth, whiskey and chocolate. It made me think of the sharp taste of Damon's, vodka and blood. I shuddered and melted back into Dean's kiss.
"Are you ok?" He asked after we pulled away.
"Yes, I'm fine. I always am when I'm with you." I said. I rested my head on his chest again. He told me stories about hunting and my favorite, Jo and Ellen. I loved hearing about the two strong women who hunted just as efficiency as the infamous Sam and Dean. I wish I had met Jo. She had died not long before I went with the guys away from here. I knew Dean got weak when he talked about Jo. I knew he had loved her, but he had lost a lot of people and had recovered to continue protecting people with Sam from things. He had told me that even though he had cared about her at one point, he knew that he loved me so much more than anyone, that I was right for him and I was the one he wanted to spend his time with. I laughed when he told me funny things he would do to Sam. I heard the door open and I looked up to see Sam walk in.
"Really guys?" He said covering his eyes. I blushed sheepishly I felt Dean's arm wrap around my body to keep me shielded. We were under the sheets, so Sam couldn't see us anyway.
"Sorry Sam." Dean said hugging me closer to him and breathing on my neck. I leaned over to the side of the bed and grabbed my panties, bra and Dean's shirt. I slid them on under the covers as Dean put on his boxers. I got up and walked over to Sam with my arms crossed.
"So where have you been all day?" I asked him.
"Out." He said. He was blushing. I giggled and turned him towards me.
"Who were you with?" He looked at me.
"Someone."
"That's specific Sammy." I said. I reached my arms around his neck and gave him a hug. He grabbed his arms around my waist.
"You know this is my way of saying I will find out eventually." I said with a smile. His eyes widened. "You know I'm just having fun with you Sammy." I said and walked away. I went in the bathroom with my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror and brushed my hair. I ran my hands through it and smiled. I turned towards the door when I heard the doorknob turn. I saw Dean walk in. He was wearing jeans and no shirt. He shut the door behind him.
"Dean what are you doing?" I asked. He walked up to me and grabbed my waist, pulling me to him.
"Wanted to see my girl." He said.
"We just-" I started, but he put his lips to mine. I could feel his tongue against my lip and I opened my mouth. He pressed me up against the sink. He lifted me up and felt under my shirt, his shirt because my clothes were still beside me. He pulled my panties down and I unbuttoned his jeans.
We left the bathroom to find Sam lying face down on his bed with a pillow over his head. I lookedat Dean and smiled. He grinned. I kissed his neck and he groaned. He bit my lip, making me moan. Sam groaned and tightened his grip on the pillow. I laughed, it was fun to tease Sammy.
Damon's POV
I got up off of the floor. Dean was going to pay for this. I thought about what he was angry about. I had Bri, in my bed, with me and I hadn't forced her. I smiled and sat in the chair. I wasn't done with her. She had to like me, no girl could resist me. I remembered her kiss, those sweet lips and that gorgeous body. I would have her, I loved her.
