Author's Note: A bit of a twist on an old classic. Enjoy!
Time isn't on our side
All we have now
For the rest of our lives
Let's stay up all night
In the silence you stare at the world
Your eyes are screaming to be heard
I want to learn you inside out
All that changes is time
Can't keep you inside of me
You're out of my mind
I wear you on my sleeve
In the silence you stare at the world
your eyes are screaming to be heard
I want to learn you inside out
I see all that you want to be
Look into your soul
Looking right back at me
I want to learn you inside out
MONSTER MOVIE MADNESS
Excerpted from 'To Hell and Back'
(Sidenote: In this story Dean and Beth find themselves in the classic body swap... so naturally, they need to explore that ... :D ...)
Motel Room
Beth's POV
A short time later I stared into hazel eyes in the mirror of the bathroom, and took in the angular jawline, the stubble starting to grow on my chin. I was never going to get used to peeing standing up, that was definitely a new one and I shook my head. Sam better come up with a solution soon or I was going to go nuts. I took another sip of bourbon and swallowed it, my head was spinning a little, but right now it was preferable to being sober.
Flipping off the light, I stepped back into the motel room and found Dean, wearing my body, moving around the room completely naked.
"Jesus Dean, put some clothes on would you?" I said, shaking my head.
He turned to grin at me and it was just too strange to see myself looking back at me.
"Are you kidding?" He asked, looking at me and putting hands on his hips. "This is a unique opportunity, I'm going to take advantage of it," he said. I raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?" I asked, taking another drink.
"Yeah," he said, brown eyes meeting mine as he waltzed up to me, sliding soft, small hands along my arms. "You know you are one handsome son of a gun," he said and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah?" I said with a grin. "So uh, you're totally okay with kissing yourself? Because I'm telling you right now, I'm kind of weirded out by the whole making out with myself idea."
Dean shrugged, and then moaned as my long hair fell down around his shoulders. "God, that feels better than when you do it to me," he said. I blew out a frustrated breath, watching as he started to fondle his... my... breasts, and throw his head back in delight. "Man, women are awesome," he said, moaning softly.
"Would you just...stop doing that," I said with a laugh, shaking my head. I thought about what it felt like to have him doing that to me, when I was in my own body, and then felt the strangest sensation as my groin twitched. I looked down in mild horror as I saw myself starting to get an erection.
"Oh my god, nooooooooooooo." I said, and I'm sure I felt myself blush. Dean laughed and looked down at the bulge in the boxer shorts I was wearing.
"Oh you're loving it," he said, smirking at me.
I raised my eyebrow at him. "Hmmm, so are you going to do something about that?" I asked, and he stopped smiling.
"Uh, no. No, that would just be... weird," he said, shaking his head.
"This is what I'm saying!" I said, throwing my arms out. "God I just want to go to bed and cuddle, kiss you for a bit and fall asleep, but this is so … argh!"
Dean took the bottle of bourbon out of my hand and took a sip, looking thoughtfully at me. I gazed curiously at him, seeing a side to myself that I hadn't seen before. He always said I had a cute thinking expression, I had to admit, it did look a little cute. I reached out a hand to brush it through my long hair, finding it enticing and interesting. It reminded me of the time that I'd kissed Olivia, the succubus who had seduced us while we were on holiday in Tampa, and how soft her lips had been, so different to Dean's.
I leaned in to Dean, who was watching me with hungry eyes, claiming those soft lips, and then I closed my eyes. If I didn't have to see myself while I did this, maybe it could be a little fun. Dean moaned, and slid his hands around my waist, sliding them up under my t-shirt and I groaned at the lightest of touches across my skin. Everything felt so different.
It was just all a little bigger. My hands, my height, my lips and mouth, even my nose. I bumped it several times against Dean's as I leaned down, something that was strange again because I was so used to having him tilt my chin up to kiss me. I raised my hands to cup his cheeks and lifted his chin just slightly, opening up a whole new world to myself. It was like I was drowning, being pulled under by the soft sighs that escaped his mouth, sighs I usually made. But at least they were in his voice; with my eyes closed I could almost forget that I was in his body.
I moaned softly, claiming those lips a little harder, and gasped as I felt my arousal start to pulse between my legs. Okay, maybe I couldn't forget after all. It was heavier than I expected, though I'd never really given it much thought until now. As a woman I kind of just thought they stood at attention when excited, but now, attached to the appendage, I could feel the swelling warmth spread through my groin and into the head. It throbbed, almost moving slightly up and down to the pace of my heart beat and Dean brushed soft skin up against me through the thin fabric covering me and it was so deliciously hot and incredible that I groaned again.
"I don't have a problem doing this," Dean said, and he moved behind me, first tugging my boxers down until they hit the floor, and then taking my erection in hand and sliding it through his fingers. It was not the way I would have done it, but I moaned, leaning back against him, feeling soft breasts press into my back. He stroked me with the precision of a man who had been doing this his entire life and knew what he liked, what worked, and what he wanted.
My legs buckled a little and I shuddered, it felt incredible. "Oh god," I moaned, wondering how on earth guys did this standing up. "I'm going to fall over," I said and Dean chuckled, retreating a little and then pulling me to the bed. He pushed me back against the pillows, and now I could see him... me... again I felt strange. "Turn off the lights," I said, and he looked at me curiously. "Come on... I'm going along with this, don't weird me out," I said and he chuckled, nodding. He reached over, flipping a switch by the bed and the room was plunged into semi-darkness.
I felt the mattress move and he lay beside me, taking me in hand again and focusing first at the bottom of the shaft, stroking at a firm constant pace, I groaned, sliding my arm around his waist and running my fingers along his back. When he gripped the head and started to flick a finger... no thumb... it had to be a thumb across the head I gasped for air, clutching at the sheets. "Oh God..." I moaned, arching up into him. He repeated the process over and over, and each time it just built on itself until I was continuously moaning... how was it he could keep quiet when we were having spontaneous moments late at night and didn't have our own room? This was torture!
I felt a pressure starting to rise and I tensed. "Wait... ohhhh... no wait," I said, pulling at Dean's hand and he let out an excited breath.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing," I said, grinning at him in the darkness. I rolled into the soft body at my side, sliding a hand along the sensitive skin at my hip and hearing a sharp intake of breath as I knew I'd just sent shivers down his spine. "I want to play first," I said. He chuckled and lay back on the mattress as I ran a hand along his stomach and then took a nipple in my mouth, sucking it softly into my mouth, eliciting a long, guttural moan from Dean.
I pressed my arousal against his side, rubbing it slightly and causing myself to moan while I decided to give him a little return fun. It was a little different to doing it myself, Dean's fingers were larger and his hands just felt different, but it didn't take long to slide a finger into that little groove, teasing his...my...clitoris to attention as Dean groaned again, tossing his head back.
"Oh baby, that feels... incredible," Dean said, grabbing at my arm. I giggled slightly, feeling a little nervous, but listening to Dean in the dark made me just want to bring him over and over again, so he could know what it was really like to feel a woman's pleasure. I slowed it right down, feeling my fingers slide through my folds, circling around my clit and then down to where I could slide a finger inside me just a bit, causing him to arch off the bed.
When his breathing became erratic and uncontrolled I knew he was close, and I focused solely on that hard little nub between my fingers, circling and rubbing, just how I liked it, the way I knew could bring the best release. I wasn't disappointed as Dean started to arch again, groaning loudly and gasping for air. "Ohhh, oh yeah... oh God that's... oh yes." He was panting and then I felt the wave ripple through him as his legs tensed and then he shuddered, rubbing up against me and grabbing the headboard as he rode out the wave.
Just as he thought I'd stopped I started to circle him again, this time slipping a finger inside him, causing him to thrust against me. "Oh God Beth... what are you doing?"
"You'll see," I said with a grin, and I pressed inside him, stroking along the flexing walls and then back up to the clitoris again. It was much faster this time, he was already excessively aroused and I knew what I was doing, it was my body after all and I'd spent so many nights imagining this with Dean as a teen, so many dreams.
Dean groaned again and reached out, clinging to me, rubbing his body against mine as I continued to stroke him, my hand pressed between our bodies. "Ah... oh really, oh yeah... yeah... oh Godddd," he bucked as another orgasm started to take hold, this one not as strong as the first, I knew, but just as amazing. I squeezed his clit just a little and he gasped for air before I stroked so very softly, teasing the release out of him as he started to rock urgently against me. Finally with a short shallow gasp he came again, whimpering at the touch and rolling back onto the bed, almost trying to escape my hand but I moved with him like he'd done to me so many times before, holding the pressure, enticing the release, until he grabbed my hand, stilling me.
"Oh God stop, it's too much..." he said, groaning. I giggled, feeling incredibly satisfied with that response.
"Payback's a bitch," I said with a laugh and he rolled, pinning me to the mattress with a kiss. From habit I let him because he was usually so much stronger than me, and I loved the feeling of him on top of me, he started to kiss up my neck and then I felt it. The soft warm liquid surrounding me, and he hesitated for a moment, positioning, before sliding down on me with a loud groan.
"Holy..." he muttered. "Oh wow," and I groaned my agreement. I'd never felt anything like it.
It was completely indescribable. Everything culminated at the head of the erection with the sensation of being fully enveloped by a warm, fluid glove. I gasped for breath, shuddering as Dean settled above me. I ran my hands up and grasped the breasts in front of me, squeezing them and teasing the nipples to attention, Dean groaned and started to rock which drove a wild current of pleasure down my groin and through my legs.
I felt a fine ripple of euphoria start to wash over my whole body as he rocked above me. I had to feel more. Grasping hips, I flipped us so that I was on top, and I was nowhere near as practised as Dean at that because I slipped out and he moaned his disapproval. I giggled and kissed him quickly, hovering over him.
"Patience," I said. "I have no idea what I'm doing here." That got a chuckle out of him.
"You and me both," he said, kissing me back. "But God just keep doing what you're doing, that felt amazing."
Dean's POV
Beth giggled again and started to run her erection along my groin, it slid easily along; everything was so wet and ready. Finding the entrance again she started to enter, teasing, thrusting in and out just barely, not going the whole way. I knew from experience how crazy that drove me, but it was just as incredible for a woman.
I groaned my excitement, arching up to meet her and I felt her slip further in. I grabbed her hips, wrapping my legs around her and arching again, hoping to draw her further into me.
"Don't stop," I said, moaning and rocking up to her. She hovered over me, supported by strong arms and I tried not to think about what we were doing here. It was strange, and I closed my eyes, just taking in the sensations, the feeling as if electricity was running through my entire body.
Beth moaned and started to drag herself in and out of me and at one point she hit that sweet spot and I almost jumped out of my skin.
"Holy... oh that was gooood... do that again," I said and she hesitated before sliding in again at the same angle. I arched, and grabbed her hips, pulling her into me. "Oh yeah, there, like that... God do that again," I said as she moved in and out of me. Good God that felt like nothing I'd ever felt before.
Suddenly she hit a point where I just had to push down, and a warm rush of fluid flowed from me, I gasped, grabbing at her shoulders, holding her close.
"Stop," I said quickly, and she paused. "I'm going to pee," I said and she laughed, kissing me.
"No, you're not, just relax," she said, and I frowned.
"Really?"
She giggled and I felt her kiss my neck. "Mmmhmmm, just relax, it doesn't work if you don't relax and let go..." she said, "I'm surprised though, I so have no idea what I'm doing and I'm already there?"
I grasped her waist and let out a long shaky breath. "Guess my body just knows where it's going..." I said with a moan as she started to rock into me again and she chuckled. She pressed deeper and higher into me, dragging across that sweet spot in the most excruciatingly slow movement. "Oh sweet mother of God," I groaned, panting and finally throwing my head back.
An intense pressure started to build and flow through my entire navel, I started to shudder, my legs shaking uncontrollably as I arched, bearing down on Beth as she thrust against me. The most primal moan I'd ever made was wrenched from me as I grabbed at the headboard again, holding on for dear life when a wave of ecstasy surged through me.
I would have passed out on the spot, but as Beth pulled out of me, cuddling up next to me I became intensely aware that she still hadn't reached any form of release. "Hey, why did you stop?"
She shrugged, curling in to me and it felt weird having her head on my chest when it was my own, and yet I just wanted to hold her like I always did.
"Roll over," I said, pushing her on to her back and climbing back over her. "You're not getting out of this one, you're going to love it," I said, and even though my legs felt like rubber, I was going to do this. I now understood what Beth meant when she accused me of trying to break her, and it felt absolutely freaking unreal, but exhausting at the same time.
I found the right position and slid down on her, sucking in a breath at how over-sensitised I now felt. I started to slide her in and out of me and when I heard her sharp intake of breath I knew she wasn't far off, she couldn't be, not with what she'd just put me through. I picked up the pace, sliding up and down, and as she started to moan, thrusting up to meet my rocks, I kept her inside me, grinding us just like I loved having Beth do to me.
"God Dean," she said, grabbing at my hips and holding me tight. I knew from experience the rush that would be building, the intense pressure like a geyser about to blow. She sucked in a shuddering breath, moaning and holding me tight and then it came, the jerking release as she thrust into me with the twitch and then a deep warmth that flooded through my...her...centre. She lifted off the bed, moaning and gasping, and then fell back against the mattress with a deep sigh, pulling me down and rolling us so that she could bury her face in my shoulder.
"Wow, that was new," she said softly and I chuckled. "Amazing..."
"Mhmmm..." I agreed.
She buried her face closer to my skin and I shivered as the feeling of stubble brushed across my skin.
"Okay, that... that is weird," I said, trying not to think about this whole damn body switch.
"Hmmm? Oh," Beth said, and then she giggled which made me smile. "God, we better come up with a solution to this soon, I'm not sure I can take being in your body much longer."
"Yeah, I know what you mean, much as that was incredible and… very informative..." I sighed. Nothing beat being in your own body. I rolled her over to the side and snuggled in behind. For once I didn't have a half erection pressing into her and that felt a little strange. It was going to take a while for me to get used to this. Hopefully I wouldn't have to get used to it at all.
"You think Cas could fix this?" I asked, kissing the back of her neck.
"I've been calling him, he's not answering," Beth replied.
"Hmmm, well keep trying, clearly he's busy, some guardian angel he is..." I said with a frown.