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A Dream Turned Reality Chapter 11
Dean stepped outside of the motel door, smiling at me, who was still lying on the bed. He closed the door and called Sam.
"Hello?" Sam whispered into the receiver. Dean was outside trying to get a hold of him.
"Sam?" Dean asked, just as quiet.
"Of course it's me, this is my phone, why are you whispering?"
"Why are YOU whispering?" Dean shot back, defensively.
"Uh, Dean…I'm in a library…"
He smacked his forehead with his palm.
"Right, sorry. Uh, yeah, me and…me and Ash…we're kinda…"
"You want me to stay away for a while, is that what I'm getting?" Sam said, chuckling.
"That would be down right nice of you, Sam."
"Fine, but not for forever. I need to come back sometime to talk to Ash about breaking the deal."
Dean inwardly groaned. "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Call me when it's okay to come back," Sam laughed, then turned off the phone, chucking it into his bag.
Dean sighed and clicked his phone off too. He stood there, staring at the motel door, debating with himself.
'Should I sleep with her now? After I've just met her? Or should I wait, maybe until we're closer?'
He thought for a second longer.
"Naw," He said aloud. He stepped to the door and opened it a crack.
The door opened a little bit revealing a sandy head and green eyes. "Hey," I whispered.
"Hey," He whispered back.
"Talk to Sam?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna' call him back when we're ready for him to come back," He smiled. "Ready?"
My breath caught and I actually had to physically shake myself to get my heart started again.
"Yeah," I said, out of breath.
He chuckled.
He walked toward the bed that I was sitting in and sat down on the edge. He then grabbed my hand that was shaking and gently kissed the back of it, then flipped it over and kissed my palm, sending shivers up and down my spine.
He noticed this, and smiled against my skin.
He started to kiss up my arm, then. Making sure that he kissed all of the bare skin there. He was taking the breath right out of my lungs.
He pulled my wrist forward, making me slide closer to him. Once he got me close enough to him, he placed his hand on the small of my back and laid me down on the bed, following me the whole way.
Once we were lying down, he started to kiss my face everywhere by my lips, where I so desperately wanted it most. "Dean," I groaned. I wanted him to kiss me so bad.
He laughed, sending vibrations through my eyelids. "Yeah?"
"Please," I sighed. "Kiss me."
Taking that as a good sign, he got closer and closer to my lips with his. Then, when I thought that he would never do it, his lips landed on mine forcefully. It took me a second to sort things out, and when I did, I started to kiss him back, moving my lips against his expertly.
A few seconds later, I felt his tongue run against my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I obliged, letting his tongue in my mouth and battling it with my own.
He groaned deep on his throat. His hands were everywhere, in my hair, on my face, holding my neck, then he placed one behind my head and the other on my waist.
His lips left mine and they started to roam around my neck, making me moan softly. He started to suck gently on the tender spot below my earlobe, where my pulse was, then when he got another moan, he sucked harder.
"Dean," I sighed breathily, making him stop for a millisecond and start his descent lower, over my collarbone.
Running his tongue over the dips of my collarbone, he sucked in random parts of skin and left hickeys all over my upper chest. I was still wearing his leather jacket, and when he took it off, he was gentle to make sure he didn't mess it up. I laughed lightly, this damn coat was so important.
When he was off, he tossed it over onto Sam's bed and moved my tiny strap from my shirt aside, kissing my shoulder. He was being so gentle, it was almost painful to feel it. He was so careful not to hurt me, so careful not to move too fast, as if I was about to break at the slightest touch.
Moving the strap back over my shoulder, he kissed his way across my chest to my other shoulder, moving the strap and kissing the skin beneath it, just as gently as the previous shoulder. "You okay up there?" He asked.
I nodded, but then realized that he probably couldn't see it. "Yes," I whispered.
He nodded his head and chuckled.
He moved the strap back onto my shoulder. Moving his way down between my breasts, he nuzzled the clothed skin until he got to the bottom of my stomach. He lifted the hem of my shirt with his finger tips, sending more and more shivers through my body.
When the bottom of my shirt was sitting comfortably under my breasts, he started to kiss my stomach, nibbling the salt skin.
It felt so good, but did I want to be the only one who got attention here? He bit harder into my skin and I stopped all thoughts completely. He soothed the bite with his tongue.
He was about to start sliding my shirt off when the motel door burst open and Sam came rushing inside, shielding his eyes. "Whoa!" Dean yelled, raising himself off the bed and falling to the floor. "Sam! What the hell are you doing here!?" He practically screamed.
"Dude, I went to the house, it's getting worse. I came to get you guys, we need to do this and get out of here."
Sam was hysterical.
'What the hell?' I thought. 'Sam never got like this.'
"Sam," Dean groaned. "We're doing this tomorrow, we've already planned this. We're going to do it tomorrow, then we're going to leave, okay?"
Sam was pacing the floor and fidgeting with the cuffs of his jacket. "Sam!" Dean yelled, getting his attention.
"Yeah, okay," He said.
"Okay, well, THAT mood is killed," Dean harrumphed.
I chuckled.
"Sorry guys, I just…I don't know, I'll leave."
"No, Sam," I stopped him. "Wait, you don't have to go. I think whatever was going to happen isn't going to happen right now, anymore, so you can stay. Let's just…let's just chill, get something to eat, then hang out for the day. Later, we can come up with a good plan for tomorrow, then, we'll wake up and hit the road, do the house, then be gone. Good?"
Sam nodded. "Good."