Fiona wiped the blood off her lip as she smirked at him. "Damn, boy! Blood looks sexy as fuck on you." He lunged at her again just enough for her to catch him again in the side with her knife.
Dean growled as he turned to see her just smile at him. "Can you drop the fucking knife?"
She threw the shreds of what was left of her shirt on the ground as she took another fighting stance. "Why don't you drop your attitude first, sweetheart?"
He shakes his head in defeat. "Fuck you, witch! I can't last much longer."
She dropped the knife as Dean leaned back on the table in pain. She placed her hands over his body, chanting softly, healing all of his wounds. "You're getting slower in your old age, Dean. I thought a Winchester was supposed to last all night long." She winked at him as he rolled his eyes.
His breath was still heavy as his wounds closed up with the spells. "Oh I'll show you 'last all night' in a minute." He smirked, looking into her purple eyes. She licked her lips as he took a deep breath. He smiled as she bent over in front of him and picked up her torn shirt to clean up the blood still on both of them.
He grabbed her around the waist and spun her around. He pulled her closer, leaning in slowly towards her mouth as the door behind her flew open. "Dean, I wouldn't kiss that she-demon. She's just a tease." Ketch walked into the practice room, breaking up the moment. "She never let's you seal the deal."
"Ketch, why are you gracing us with your presence?" Dean asked as he stood up gingerly.
"Your mother was asking if you were coming to the briefing about the werewolves that your friend Garth is related to?" Ketch looked at Fiona who was cleaning up the weapons thrown all over the floor. "Did you two have a little fun this afternoon?"
She stood up and flung a knife at Ketch's head. He moved just in time for it to embed itself in the door behind him. "I was showing Dean some new fighting techniques that I thought he could use in the field." She placed the weapons into her bag as she took a deep breath. "You know in case he gets betrayed in the field and has to kill you." She walked past him as she cut him the look of death. "We'll talk later, Dean." She winked at him as she left the two men standing in the room alone.
He smirked as he looked back up at Ketch. "Is the briefing now?" Ketch nodded as Dean winced a little bit. "Ok then lead the way. I can tell you now that Garth and his family are good people and…"
Ketch turned and got in Dean's face. "They are NOT people! They're monsters." The words came out of his mouth in almost a growl. He saw that what he said pissed Dean off. "Your friend Garth is no longer a human. He's just a monster and we put down monsters."
"Fuck off, Ketch." Dean could feel the anger boiling up inside of him. "Walk away from me before I kick your limey ass." Ketch stepped back. "You know what? Why don't you go ahead and I'll be there in a minute so I don't accidently kill you on the way to the meeting?" He winked at Ketch who flipped him off as he walked out the door.
Dean picked up his phone and texted Fiona. Can we continue where we left off after this meeting I have to go to with Ketch? I'm going to need a little stress relief.
He smiled as she instantly texted back. Sure can, sweet cheeks. I was hoping you would ask. I'm jump in the shower and be fresh for you when it's over. Just text when you're done and I'll unlock the door for you. She sent him a photo of her tits that made him smirk as he slid his phone into his jeans.
Mick stood up finally and slammed his hands on the table to stop the arguing in the room. "Ok STOP NOW!" Ketch and Dean looked over at him at the head of the table. Mary put her hand on Dean's shoulder as Sam sat back down. "Let's just say we'll leave the Fitzgerald pack alone for now. They have consistently kept to themselves and have not been a problem to humans in their area."
"No they haven't," Sam added as he stared at Ketch. "Garth and his family are good people and they still help us out when we need it." He watched Ketch roll his eyes as Dean started to bow up at him. Mary whispered in Dean's ear trying to calm him down.
Mick hit the tabletop again. "We hear and understand what you and Dean are saying, Sam. If they keep to themselves and stay out of trouble, we'll consider them off limits." He stared at Ketch who just threw his hands up in defeat. "Now, it's late," he looked at the Winchesters. "Are you boys going to stay here tonight or drive home?"
Dean felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. "I think we can stay the night." Sam just stifled a laugh as he nodded in agreement. "I mean we can stay in one of the free rooms, right Mick?"
"They can stay in my room," Mary said as she started to stand up signaling that the meeting was over. "I have plenty of room in there. I can go get some extra blankets and pillows and they can just crash on my floor."
Mick watched as Ketch said nothing and walked out the door. "Sounds great."
"Don't worry, Mick. We'll be out of here before the sun rises in the morning," Sam added as they all got up and headed out the opposite door.
Dean pulled his phone out of his pocket to text Fiona. He smirked as he glanced over at Sam. "You and Mom don't wait up."
He turned down a different hallway as Mary gave Sam a weird look. He laughed as he put his arm around his mother's shoulders and continued to walk to her room. "Let's just say that Dean is going to be putting IN a little more practice with Fiona tonight."
Mary rolled her eyes. "Sammy, I don't want to think about that. Please let's just go to the room and not think about your brother and … No…No I can't." Sam laughed louder as she opened the door and walked in.
Dean leaned on the door and knocked softly. He tried the handle which opened quietly. He looked down the hallway to make sure he was not being followed. He smirked as he spun into her room and quietly closed and locked the door behind him. He turned to see Fiona standing there in an open bathrobe. She smiled as she watched him look as the robe slowly fluttered around her curves, showing him that she was naked underneath it. "Do you see something you like, big boy?" She winked as he quietly crossed the room to her, wrapping his arm around her naked waist and pulling her into the kiss that never happened after practice. She took in all of him, enjoying the feel of his lips on hers, tasting the whisky on his tongue and just wanting more. He didn't break the kiss as he kicked his boots off. She giggled as he started kissing her neck while he worked the robe off onto the floor. She moaned his name as she started to unbutton his shirt. "Dean, I've been thinking about this since Ketch fucked everything up," she moaned as he nibbled her collarbone.
He let his shirt slide off his shoulders onto the floor as he sucked on his ear lobe. Her hands started exploring his jeans as she led him backwards towards the bed. Once she got his belt off, he walked out of his jeans as she crawled onto the bed. "You're so fucking sexy." She started touching herself, teasing him as he worked off his boxers before grabbing her hand. "No ma'am," she looked at him as he laid her back as he let his fingers replace hers. She rolled her head back as he kissed her neck. "You can tease that other guy but not me."
She grabbed his face and stared into his hazel eyes. "Dean, I would never tease you. This body is all yours for as long as you want it." She smiled as he attacked her mouth with his. He let his fingers explore the folds of her pussy. "Oh Dean! I knew you were good with your hands, but THIS is amazing." He ran his tongue to her neck as he sped up his fingers. As she started to moan, he sank his teeth into her neck, marking her. As she whined for him to bite her again, he pulled his fingers out, spreading her legs open further. As he thrust inside her, he bit the other side of her neck, marking her again. "Fuck Winchester! Harder!" The rhythm got faster as she panted, begging for him to be rougher with her.
He grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head as she rolled her hips trying to get closer to his. He smirked as he shook his head. "If you want me to be in control, then give it to me." She closed her eyes as she relaxed under his touch. She took a deep breath and just knew that giving him control was exactly what both of them needed tonight. He took both of her wrists in one hand as he took the other and slipped it under her back, bringing her chest closer to his mouth. He leaned down and teased her nipple with his warm tongue. Hearing her moan his name brought a smile to his face and a naughty thought to his brain.
He ran his tongue over her hardened nipple one more time before thrusting hard into her as he bit down hard on the sweet pebble of flesh. "FUCK ME, WINCHESTER! OH MY GOD! YES! DO THAT AGAIN!" He kept up his thrusting as he moved over to the other nipple, teasing it until he got her relaxed again before he bit down making her squeal with excitement. "Dean, don't stop…please don't." He looked into her eyes to see the desperation in her face. "I've never had a man bring this much power to my body. Just a little more and …Oh THERE!" He could feel the magic start to pulse from her as her orgasm grew. She took another deep breath as Dean sped up. She wanted to touch him but he still had her hands. "Can I touch you please?" He looked down at her and shook his head. "You're so mean."
He leaned down and sucked on her bottom lip as she pouted. "If I'm so mean," he sucked on one of the marks he had left on her neck causing her to purr. "How do I know you love it when I do this to you?" He pumped his hips two more times quickly as he bit down on her collarbone just enough to push her over the edge.
She fell completely into the waves of pleasure as she let his name ring through her room. He kept up the speed as he smiled watching her body tighten and then totally relax underneath his. He let her hands go as he started to cum. She loved touching him as he closed his eyes until he collapsed from exhaustion. She ran her hand through his hair as he laid his head on her chest. "Now that was exactly what I needed." She smiled as he looked up slowly at her. She sighed as she knew what was coming next. "I have to send you away, you know that right?"
He kissed her neck, licking the purple spot he had left earlier. "Yeah, and I'm sure Mom is waiting up." She giggled as he started to get up. She thought about it as she sat up. "I have some of your clothes from that last hunt." He looked over at her, shocked. "Oh don't look at me like that. I was going to give them back to you but I like sleeping in your shirt." She winked at him as she pulled a shirt and some jeans out of her dresser. "Go take a shower and put on the other clothes in case someone catches you in the hallway." She kissed him again as he took the clothes from her. "The bathroom is right next door. Use the middle shower stall. It has my shampoo and soap so you'll smell like me."
He smirked as he hugged her tighter. "I already smell like you."
She slapped him as she giggled. "Ok Winchester. Now get moving before I pull you back into the bed." He winked at her as he snuck out of her room. She sighed as she crawled back into her bed alone but thoroughly satisfied.
