It's been 3 weeks since we went on the witch hunt together and every time we sleep together, it's some kind of hot or kinky sex. I'm expecting Dean any minute and have everything ready for his first night back. I'm dressed in leather. It's gripping my skin tightly, showing every curve. I put the cuffs we got on the wall, trying something different. Dean walks in with a smile on his face, already knowing that I'm waiting for him. He growls when he sees me. I smile back and he forces me to the wall kissing me hard. I try and turn to get him against the wall but he pulls away

"Let me cuff you tonight?" He asks kissing me again.

"Alright" I say a little nervous. I've never been cuffed before but I want to make Dean happy so I push the thought out of my mind. He takes one hand and cuffs it up. He takes the other and does the same. He starts by kissing me everywhere. I tremble. He begins to pleasure me and I moan "Dean! Yes!" He puts his hand over my mouth and tries to shh me. I try to stay quiet but I moan loudly enjoying it. He takes his free hand again and grabs my neck. At first it's playful but then he gets kind of rough. Making it a bit difficult to breath.

"Dean! Dean!" I panic. He doesn't stop. "Please Dean" I moan out in pain now. He still doesn't let go. I gasp out "stop!" As loud as I can and he pulls both hands away. He looks up at me concerned. "Let me down, Dean! Dean! Let me out of these!" I wriggle my hands in the cuffs, panicking, beginning to produce tears from both eyes.

"Ok. Ok. What's wrong!" He says unlocking the cuffs. I fall to the ground and gasp for air. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He leans down next to me.

"I couldn't. You grabbed my neck and I started seeing that man from the cabin." I grab my neck where his hand was feeling and it's warm. He puts his hand over mine and lifts my chin up.

"Hayden. I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking. How could I do this" his green eyes sorrowful.

"It's not your fault" I try to assure him, trying to regain control of my emotions now.

"I got too rough" he returns to me.

I look at him and he looks at me. I ask him "what are we doing? This. This isn't me" I break our stare to look around the room.

"I don't know. It's just what we've been comfortable with since.." He trails off.

I finish the sentence for him "losing the baby." He nods and lowers his eyes. "Is this you?" I ask him moving my hand away from my neck.

He shakes his head no "I've been kinky, but nothing like what we've been doing" he admits rubbing his thumb gently where his hand was. I nod my head understanding.

"I want to get back to where we were before all of this. Before the baby, before the attack, before being hunted." I confess to him.

"There is no going back Hayden" he assures me.

"I know" I admit. I stand up and he follows. I turn around and face my back towards him.

"Can you unzip this please? It's very constraining" I smile over my shoulder. He unzips the leather outfit for me and I throw on one of his old rock T-shirts. He's laying in the bed with an arm open for me so I go and cuddle in it.

"You look better in my old t-shirt anyway" he kisses me softly and I soon fall asleep in his arms.