"Dean, that's not fair!" Kyla cried, darting around the table and putting it between them. "That's not what I meant!"

"Sounded to me like you think I'm a wuss!" He replied, smirking as she giggled and ran towards her around the table, but she was just as quick if not quicker, and kept the table between them.

"I've said it before in jest!" Kyla squealed, running towards the room as Dean jumped unto the table and went after her, grabbing her arm as she got to the door.

"Shoot!" Kyla breathed.

He turned her to face him, and pinned her to the door, kissing her as she opened her mouth to speak. She quickly kissed him back, tugging on his shirt, and he smirked--he'd sent Sam and Bianca off a good thirty minutes ago to go and eat breakfast without him and Kyla. Then he and Kyla were talking about some demon hunts theyd had in the past and she had called him a wuss. Normally he'd just shrug it off, but she was wearing stretchy, fitted jeans and a button-up shirt, and she was just cute as belief today.

"And here I thought I was the only one who was aiming for this." Dean whispered as Kyla pulled his shirt off.

"Oh, please." Kyla replied, kissing him swiftly. "I've wanted to do this since High School."

"I've waited longer." Dean replied, unbuttoning her shirt.

Kyla cocked her head to one side and stopped his hands.

"How long?" She asked.

"Seventh Grade." Dean replied, and Kyla smiled and pulled away, making him pout a little. "Kyla-Ky..."

"You've liked me since Seventh Grade?" Kyla asked him, a coy smile on her face.

Dean sighed. "Yes."

He kissed her again, but the moment was lost and they both knew it. They kissed a little bit more, and then they pulled away and Dean pulled his shirt back on while Kyla buttoned hers up.

"Sorry." She said. "I just...we should talk first."

Dean pinned her up against the bedroom door again and she smirked.

"Is this the kind of werewolf thing you like?" He asked in a low voice.

****

Sam and Bianca were busy looking through the aisles of the convenience store as the store manager looked at them. Bianca knew it was because of the promiscuous outfit she was wearing, because Sam couldn't stop sneaking glances either.

"Sam?" Bianca asked.

Sam looked at her quickly. "Yeah?"

"Have you realized how alike you and Dean are?" Bianca asked. "I mean at first I thought you and Ky were alike, but she's quirkier than you. Of course...you're both lusting after people, which is the only reason the good girl and boy routines are failing..." Bianca trailed off as she came to the realization.

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked, blushing excessively.

Bianca smiled. "Sam...I think you're mighty attractive, myself--hot even--but I want to know you better."

Sam nodded. "It's a good thing we're both on the same page."

Bianca laughed a little and they bought some breakfast type foods and took them back to the motel, walking in on Kyla sitting on Dean, who was lying on the couch. She was straddling him and has her hands on his shirted chest, just talking to him.

"I wanted to ask you to the prom but you had already graduated." Kyla was explaining. "I thought you would laugh in my face, so I went with Sam, cause I knew HE would go with me."

"I was so angry Sam went with you. I didn't show it of course, but...we've missed a lot." Dean told her.

"That we have." Kyla said, lying on him a little more, kissing him swiftly.

"Can we have sex now?" Dean asked.

"We come bearing donuts!" Bianca said as Kyla flicked his chest softly with her finger.

Kyla got off of Dean and smiled.

"Glazed ones?" Kyla asked hopefully.

"Please tell me you brought coffee." Dean said as Bianca showed Kyla that they only brought back the white powdered ones, and she frowned but shrugged.

"Of course I did." Sam told him, handing them all hot coffee.

"Strong, hot, and smooth going down." Dean said happily out loud, looking at Kyla and winking. "Just how I like my women."