Author's note I thought I'd give you guys a little romance so here's this chapter. Mandalynn23 here's you chapter hope you like enjoy .

Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural but I would like to borrow Dean if it's possible. I don't own the song either but I tought it was perfect for Dean and Krystal. If you want to check the song out it's called Young Love by Charter's Chord they're gret singers.

Young Love

"Hey more dish washing less talking," Bobby said giving both Dean and Krystal a warning look. "I want your chores done before you go anywhere Krystal," Bobby told her.

"Yes sir," Krystal said mock saluting him, and managed to duck before she was smacked in the back of the head by him.

"Stop being a smart ass, girl," Bobby said pointing at her as he got the weapons gathered up that needed work done on them. "Go get your blades so I can take them to Caleb to be sharpened." He told her and she headed outside to get the blades out of her car.

"Here. See if he can work on my Desert Eagle, it keeps jamming no matter how much I clean and oil it," Krystal said as she flicked soapy water at Dean when she went back to the sink to finish the dishes.

"Okay is it in the nightstand beside your bed?" he asked as Dean turned the spray nozzle at Krystal and was about to spray her while she was talking to her dad, when John cleared his throat

"Don't think that would be smart dude," John told his oldest as he watched him drop the sprayer back into the sink. "You'll be cleaning up your mess," John told him.

"We'll probably be back later tonight I'm leaving you money for pizza so just don't destroy the house." Bobby said as he grabbed the keys to his truck and putting Krystal's Desert Eagle in his duffel bag.

"Yes sir," Krystal and Dean said as John, Sam, and Bobby all headed out the door.

"So what can we do for fun?" Dean asked as they watched them leave in two vehicles and a smile spread across his face.

"Finish the dishes, order a pizza, and have a little unsupervised fun." Krystal said giving Dean a look that practically undressed him.

"You sure about that?" Dean asked her pulling her into his arms and kissed her hard on the lips.

"I'll order the pizza you finish the dishes," She said pulling away from the kiss to look up at him.

"How about I order the pizza and you finish the dishes because if I get in a hurry I might break something and then your dad will be really pissed." Dean said running his hand down the side of her face.

"Okay I like meat lover's so get a extra large." She said starting on the dishes again as Dean picked up the house phone and dialed the number that was on the tablet on the counter. Suddenly he felt water hit his back and he turned around and saw Krystal holding the spray nozzle.

"Your starting something that I hope you can finish darlin'," Dean said before he gave the person on the other line their order and gave the address. He turned around after he set the phone back in the holder and crossed his arms over his chest as he studied her ass as she swayed to a tune she was humming.

"Enjoying the view suga," she said in a sexy drawl he couldn't recognize. She wiped her hands on a towel and turned around arms propped on the sink as she turned her head giving him a sexy little look that caused him to raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah very much," he said walking over to her and he pulled her back into his arms into a deep kiss that left then gasping for air. Krystal ran her hand along the side of his face as she leaned up to kiss him again. Then she pulled out of his grasp and cocked her head smiling at him.

"Race you upstairs," Krystal said making a mad dash up the stairs. She had reached her bedroom when arms grabbed her around the waist, lifting her off the ground and Dean landed on the bed with her in his arms.

"What do I get as a prize since I won?" he growled in her ears as his hands ran up and down her legs.

"I don't know," Krystal said sitting up straddling his hips. "Are you worthy of a prize?" She asked leaning down to his face , "Make me." she said mischievously.

"I think I'm worthy," he said leaning up and capturing her lips as his hand went under her tank top gently caressing the stitches on her side. "What do you think?" he asked as they ended the kiss.

"I think I need to get this off," she said pulling her arm out of the sling. She threw the sling to the side and this was the first time Dean had got a good look at her injured arm her shoulder was one big bruise.

"Damn," he said gently running his thumb over the bruise, before he leaned forward and gently kissed it, and felt shivers go through Krystal.

Her hands worked their way under his shirt and pushed it up. Dean raised his arms as Krystal pulled it off over his head. She discarded the shirt and ran her hands over his chest leaning down and kissing each scar. His hands worked on pushing her tank top up. They pulled apart and Dean pulled it off over her head. He dropped it to the floor. "Now where were we?" she asked a smirk on her face.

You had the headlights off, so no one could see
Sneaking up the driveway, I was bout seventeen
Waiting there for you at the window, round midnight
Smiling arms wide open, run across the lawn
That crazy dog barkin like a fire alarm
I jumped in the car and said, "Boy youd better fly"
He said, don't you worry I have a story to tell
Cause if we got caught we were gonna catch hell
But I'd pay any price, for that look in you eyes

"Right here," he said putting a hand behind her head and pulled her closer kissing her again as his hands began to work on getting her bra off. He finally got it unfastened and removed it from her body, her hands went to the button of his jeans. He felt his jeans growing even tighter then they were a minute before. She unfastened his jeans and pulled the zipper down before her hands went into his boxer's grasping his hard throbbing cock. "Damn Krystal I need to get you..." She squeezed his shaft, and his words were cut off with a strangled moan. Slowly she stroked, rubbed her palm over the velvety head and took him in her fist again. His ragged, sharp breaths feathered over her skin as she worked him, and when she trailed a fingertip through the drop of moisture that welled at the tip of his cock, something seemed to break inside him. The wall that had restrained him crumbled, and suddenly his hands were everywhere at once, his mouth devouring her cheekbone, her jaw, her throat and nuzzling that spot behind her ear. Dean raised up off the bed and Krystal pushed the jeans and boxer down he lowered himself back down kicking his boots off then his jeans and boxers.

When we ran like wild horses through the night
Sticking to the back roads and staying out of sight
Making the most of what little time we had left
How sweet it is, how sweet it was, young love

Dean's hands went to her breasts caressing them. He felt the heat of her skin and knew he was the reason for it. Dean filled his hands with her softness, diving into her. Dean slid his hand downward into her shorts pushing them down as he went along with her black lace panties that matched her bra. The girl may be a hunter but she wore sexy enough underwear to drive even a preacher crazy with lust. He pushed the shorts down along with her panties and she slid out of them by raising her legs up as he pushed them down. Her finger's dig into his back, nails sliding down, her legs strong against his, opening slightly for just that first connection, then back to keep the play within her grasp, her control. Control wasn't something he intended Krystal to keep, Dean decided as he bent to taste her breasts, a little rough maybe, but taking her right to the edge without pain. She was breathing unevenly, her body hot and naked against his. "Dean," she panted breathlessly in his ear.

Not a cloud in the sky, only the heavens and us
That old radio singing tires kicking up dust
Oh in all my years I don't think I've known a better night
Faded jeans laying in a field on the ground
You and me smiling rolling round and round
In all my life, don't think I've held on quite as tight
We ran out of time with the rise of the dawn
Autumn was calling for us to move on
And now I only see you, in a memory or two

Dean slid his hand back to where he was before they had to discard the shorts and found her spot. A few strokes and Krystal arched, crying out against his shoulder, her teeth caught his skin briefly, and Dean knew he was in the lead. He tried to be as gentle as he could since it was their first time together. While Krystal was trying to pull back, getting control of her quivering body, Dean stood up her in his arms and laid her down on the bed, "That wasn't fair," she whispered unevenly as he came down on her, settling tight within that still clenched glove of her damp heat. "You'll pay for that."

When we ran like wild horses through the night
Sticking to the back roads and staying out of sight
Making the most of what little time we had left
How sweet it is, how sweet it was,
Making the most of what little time we had left
How sweet it is, how sweet it was, young love
Young Love
Wildhorses
Oh you'd better fly

"Make me," Dean whispered, serving her own challenge back to her as her legs captured him, her arms held him tight.

"She bit his jaw lightly. "Winchester I wouldn't try that again." she warned arching up to him.

"Okay." Dean worked his way downward, over her tight flat stomach, circling her navel with his tongue.

"That wasn't fair," Krystal whispered moments later as her cry finished echoing in the darkness of the room and her body was limp with in his keeping.

"What's wrong can't handle it?" he asked while licking her nipple, toying it into an erect peak. If he held out and longer he'd deserve a reward.

"Give me a minute." Krystal said her body quivering.

"Take all the time you need," Dean said reaching down to the floor for his jeans, he pulled out his wallet and out of his wallet he pulled out a foil packet.

Krystal only needed that minute, after he put the condom on she fiercely moved beneath him, capturing him tightly, pitting herself against him. They were slick with sweat, breaths harsh and uneven, each trying to control their own bodies, challenging the other to give the utmost. "Dean," she said as he was preparing to enter her. "I love you," She said leaning up to kiss him.

"I love you too," he admitted, as he pushed in careful not to give her too much, not just yet. Suddenly with one thrust he fully entered her his name leaving her lips, her hips braced high as they locked together, met each other, hearts pounding, racing... And then, the world stood still, burning bright and red and exploding...

Krystal sighed softly sometime later and curled against him, her hand stroking his chest lazily. "Best I ever had." she said just as their was a knock on the front door downstairs. Krystal got up as he got up and went into the shower as he went downstairs to pay for the food. He set the pizza on the coffe table in the living room, and headed back up stairs to join Krystal in the shower.

That night when John, Bobby, and Sam got back they found Dean and Krystal curled up together on the couch Krystal was dressed in a pair of Dean's boxers and a Guns N Roses t-shirt. Her head was tucked up under his chin and his arms were wrapped around her protectively. John smiled as Bobby covered them with a blanket that he had sent Sam to get out of the laundry room. "Young love," Bobby said as he turned the light out in the living room and headed for the kitchen to talk with out disturbing the sleeping teens.

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