Please Forgive Me

Chapter 20

They sat talking and planning long into the night. Sam was dozing against Willow as they were finishing up, dark dreams tormenting him. Dean watched his brother closely as they talked, the boy was exhausted clearly. From the constant battle for his mental stability and control of his own body. Willow stroked his hair trying to shh him and settle him into a safer sleep pattern. To keep him safe from whatever right mare was plaguing him right now.

"Is there really nothing you can do?" Dean pleaded.

Gabriel shook his head sadly, "I gave him strength, and propped back up his tattered defences. Even doing that was a great risk. Pray that we save Castiel in time and that he can save your brother." He reached over lazily and zapped Sam back into his bed to rest. "Take care of him Willow tree." Gabriel said, before sending her along too.

Jo stretched her back to ease the cramp growing steadily in her spine. "Are we done?" she asked grouchily.

Gabriel nodded, "Get some sleep Dean, you will need to be rested tomorrow."

"Note the word SLEEP Winchester!" Meg snapped.

"Bite me!" Dean retorted.

"Don't tempt me white boy!"

Frustrated at the bickering, Gabriel grabbed the demons hand and disappeared with her. Leaving Dean and Jo alone together for the first time since she returned.

Dean felt like he had been waiting all night to hold the girl he loved more than life. They each sat on one of the twin single beds looking at each other nervously, unsure of what to say to one another.

"Maybe I should go, you need to rest as well." Jo said standing.

"Please stay," Dean said softly, "I need you to know how very, very sorry I am for what I said. I'm an ass, totally stupid and pathetic and I'm not worth your time. But I do love you more than I have ever loved a woman. I know you can't forgive me, I just needed you to understand that I didn't mean a word of it. I was upset and I didn't know what I as saying, well I did, but well you get the point."

"Shut up assbutt!" Jo answered with a smile.

"Hey, you don't get to call me assbutt!" Dean whined.

"Shut it!" Jo crooned, sliding over to his bed, kissing him deeply and tenderly.

That was all the encouragement that Dean needed, he crossed the space between them in an instant, grabbing the back of her head to bring her closer. The sweet, spicy smell of her skin excited him, he kissed her back smelling her hair. "I missed you so much!" he breathed as he moved down to kiss her neck.

"I'm yours forever now, I'm not going anywhere!" she promised.

Dean tugged off her tee shirt looking at her full chest rising and falling as she breathed. He'd wondered for so long what she looked like unclothed, now he was finally going to find out he found himself a little nervous. What if he wasn't good enough for her? What if they had waited all this time and it wasn't earth moving?

Jo slipped off her bra and pulled Dean's shirt over his head, stroking her hands down his chest. Tracing the lines of the tattoo on his firm muscles. He wanted her so badly that his nerves took a back seat. Dean pushed Jo firmly down onto the bed, tracing a line of kisses down her neck, across her breasts, teasing each nipple. She gasped as he pulled at her jeans trying to unbutton them, this was taking far too long for her liking. A wave of her hands and they were both naked on the bed.

Dean looked down surprised, "I never slept with a girl who had super powers before."

"Well it won't be the last time that you do!" Jo promised.

She moved her hand down to grab his length, and stroke, but Dean shook his head pulling her hand away. "No, tonight everything is about you. My apology for my actions." He promised.

Sucking at her nipple once last time, Dean followed the kissed down across her body, down across her stomach. Jo giggled as his lips tickled her. He kissed down the tops of her legs, and onto her inner thighs as he spread her legs to probe deeper. She was so damp already as he probed his tongue inside of her darting in and out gently.

He knew that it was driving her insane, she arched herself into him breathing heavily. Dean had never been so intimate, so giving ever to any woman, as he was to Jo right now. Normally he would be happy just to do enough to separate them from their pants and get what he wanted form them. Not that he wasn't a good lover at all. He just didn't see the point of prolonging the event usually, whereas tonight he never wanted this moment to end and the morning to arrive.

They might all be dead inn a handful of hours, if he only had this one moment with Jo, his beloved angel. Then let it be one that would last them both for a lifetime apart.

Dean could feel his cock swelling beyond belief, driving into the bed as he teased and licked at her pussy. Exploring every centimetre of Jo's length. Jo was lost in waves of never ending bliss, letting him do whatever he wanted to her mortal body as her soul rose ever higher to meet with his.

Jo reached down and grabbed his hair roughly dragging his face up to meet hers. She wiped his damp chin and drew him into a deeper kiss, as she guided his shaft to where she needed it so badly. Even just as he gently pushed her apart to enter, the sensation was over whelming for them both. "Oh God!" he moaned as his tip touched the back of her pussy for the very first time.

He was damned, he knew it. Now he had been gifted a taste of her flesh, he knew it was an addiction that he could never give up. He moved slowly in and out worshipping her body with kisses and he did so. Jo nibbled at his neck almost drawing blood, and it felt so damn good. Their lips met in another hungry kiss full of sparks. Jo grabbed his ass tightly in her hands, slamming him into her harder and harder. She came screaming his name, Dean followed a second or two later.

Exhausted, drained his eyes were closing already as he rolled onto his back. He was numb, spent, but happier than he had been in a long time. Jo kissed him, and cuddled closer. "Sleep well my love." She whispered.