(Dean's POV)

There was a loud thud as Lizzy's back slammed against her front door, less than twenty minutes later. She fumbled in her purse for her keys, but I refused to let our hungry kiss break. I groaned as Lizzy pulled away, finally finding her keys and turning to unlock the door. Eager to touch her again, I brushed her hair over one shoulder, revealing her neck. I laid a trail of kisses along her neck to her collar bone, biting down gently. A soft moan escaped her lips and I smirked. "Oh, you like that?"

She grinned, pushing the door open and pulling me into the house. Her hands found my belt buckle as she whispered, "I like you."

My heart fluttered, and I couldn't resist the urge to grab her ass and lift her up. Her legs wrapped around me, causing her tight dress to ride up over her hips. Our lips met again as I carried her to the bedroom. I shrugged off my jacket, throwing it on the floor and climbing on top of Lizzy. Reaching behind her, I unzipped her dress and slipped it off, revealing her black lace bra and matching panties.

Lizzy tugged at my shirt. "Now, it's hardly fair for me to be almost naked when you still have so much clothes on." I smirked, pulling my shirt over my head. Lizzy unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down my waist so I could kick them off. Her soft lips met mine again while we caressed every inch of each others bodies. My fingers found the hem of her underwear and slipped underneath. She gasped, and I took the chance to slip my tongue into her mouth. Our bodies were heated, but I wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol in our blood, the wave of passion we were immersed in, or maybe a mix of both. Something about Lizzy's body just felt so right against mine – I knew that sex with a witch could never feel this good. My instincts told me that nothing about Lizzy was evil, as much as she might like to pretend she had a dark side. I had no idea what her deal with Kenny was, but I sure as hell didn't care, especially right now.

Lizzy removed the final pieces of fabric between us. Rolling on top of me, she took the lead. My breath hitched as she positioned herself and let out a gasp. She lay down, head resting in the crook of my neck while our hips moved together rhythmically. A little impatient, Lizzy pulled my hips even closer to hers, moving a little faster. I half-smirked, entangling my fingers in her hair as I flipped us over. This was a battle for dominance, and neither one of us was giving up. We were breathing heavily, panting. Lizzy's moans got louder, and she dug her nails into my shoulder blades. I pushed deeper into her, lost in bliss. Her nails digging deeper into my back alerted me of her climax, and I followed soon after.

I fell back on the bed, exhausted. I looked over and Lizzy and she giggled, rolling onto her side and kissing my shoulder. "You might've ruined other men for me, you know. I'm not sure if anybody else will ever measure up."

My mood dropped a little, thinking of Lizzy being with other guys. "What, you're writing us off already?" I asked.

She pouted, hesitating. "Well you'll be leaving town whenever the case is over."

"What happened to you coming with us?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Well Sam obviously has something against me if he thinks I killed Kenny."

"Yeah, but you didn't," I replied, a little irritated.

"Well do you really think he'll care? The point is that he thinks I'm capable of it, and if that's the case then we're just not gonna get along."

I frowned, thinking. "I'll talk to him."

"Dean..."

"No, seriously. I'll talk to him. Look, once we solve the case and prove you're not a witch, he's got no choice but to let it go." Lizzy grinned at me, and I looked at her questioningly. "What's that look for?"

"You really want me to come with you guys that badly?"

I shrugged, saying jokingly, "Yeah, you're not so bad I guess. Decent in bed, at least."

"Just decent?" She laughed, kissing me deeply.

I smirked, brushing the hair out of her eyes. "Okay, maybe a little more than decent.