He loved Dean unconditionally. He never knew he could love another person like this and be loved in return until he felt the love of a father and a son.
That being said.
Dean was also the reason they had to sneak around as they did to find the proper place to have sex and try their best not to wake him up.
Mary was stifling her laughter as she tugged him into the bathroom, hands tugging at his belt as they both shared a grin.
"C'mon, before he wakes up and realizes we're not in bed." she whispered to him as he carefully and quietly closed the door with his foot. Still grinning John reached for her to pull her closer, properly kissing her.
Mary hummed into the kiss, hands already moving to undo the belt and pull it free out of its loops enough for his jeans to fall down, muffled by the fabric, and step out of.
John reached for her clothes, pulling them off easily and kissing the skin that was revealed. Mary arched into his touch, tangling her fingers into his hair. Slowly he moved to his knees, hands cradling her stomach and the slight bump, kissing it softly.
He looked up at her, smiling back when he saw her smile, leaning into her skin and touch. "I missed you." he whispered.
Mary tugged him back up, kissing him and running her fingers down his chest, unbuttoning the shirt as she went.
"I've missed you too." she told him, sliding the shirt off of him and letting it fall. Her hands went to her pants as well and he helped her to shimmy her way out of them.
Mary turned away enough to reach into the bathtub and turn the water on. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back against him, nuzzling into her shoulder.
They've had to play around with the location more times than he could count. Dean was a light sleeper and he loved to join them in bed. Mary had said he does the same thing at their apartment when its just her and him so he just didn't like to be alone in bed.
So it led to them finding various and at times embarrassing ways to find places to have sex. They used to use the backseat of Mary's impala quite a bit in the beginning but that just lead to Dean freaking out when he couldn't find them and just crying for the entire night.
Even going out of the motel was risky in that the wrong people could see them outside and with the rise of cameras, neither of them wanted their images out there.
So it led to the only other place in the motel that they could use that was close to Dean, the shower.
Which also led to a few interesting positions, poses, and at times injuries and bruises but it helped to get the job done.
Once the water was hot enough Mary stepped into the shower followed by him. Immediately he got water into his eyes and he rubbed at them, grinning as he leaned in to kiss her once more.
His hand slid down to her stomach, stroking at the small bump that was there. He was never able to tear his attention away from it, the same with Dean. It was a promise of life, a promise that held the both of them.
Mary leaned against the wall, tilting her hips out towards him with a slightly mischievous look and smile. The moment was ruined slightly when her footing slipped and John quickly grabbed her around her waist, pulling her close.
Mary laughed, hands on his shoulder and pressing her forehead against his arm. "Let's do this. Before one of us gets a concussion." she teased.
"Sounds like a plan." John hummed, reaching down to pick her up, moving her legs around his waist.
Once they were done and toweled off Mary opened the door, peering into the other room before winking at John. "Still asleep." she whispered, walking out as quietly as she could. John finished toweling off his hair and followed her, reaching to wrap an arm around her waist.
He glanced at Dean who was sprawled out on the bed, limbs ashrew, mouth open, and a hint of drool escaping the corner of his lips as he slept. John felt himself soften as he watched Dean sleep for a moment, the kid shifting and wiggling slightly.
Mary moved away to prepare their bed properly so John took that moment to go to Deans side, kneeling next to him. Unable to help himself he reached out and stroked his fingers through Deans hair, it was getting a bit long now that they were getting snagged in the strands.
Dean murmured something in his sleep, nuzzling closer to John's hand and barely opening his eyes. "Daddy?" he mumbled, voice heavy with sleep.
"Its alright buddy, go to sleep." John said in a low, quiet voice.
Dean mumbled something else, he couldn't really make it out, but reached for him. John slid his hands under Dean and picked him up easily, holding him close as he turned to get into the bed where Mary had laid down.
Setting Dean between them John carefully joined her in the bed, reaching out to drape his arm over Dean and Mary. Mary pressed in close as well, curling around the both of them.
"I love you." John whispered to her, feeling her smile in the dark.
"I love you too." Mary whispered back, reaching down his arm until she could entwine their fingers together tightly.
He slept better that night than he had in a long time.
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