Okay. Time for a disclaimer. I own none of the talented wonderful men in this story. If I did... Well I wouldn't just be writing about it that's for sure! I'm honestly not sure where it's headed but I feel it might be a more realistic story. Probably will be a slow-burn for the main couple, if I'm able to resist. At this point, until things are more written out, it's an OC/? story. I'm thinking both Dean and Roman at this point!

Authors note:Light smut... lime-type? I don't know. Either way, I hope you all enjoy! Another small confrontation is brought in so there's that fun too.


Leecie read the usage directions on the box carefully and ladled the batter into the brand new waffle iron. It was seven in the morning, but she had gotten up at five after carefully setting an alarm last night. Dean wanted waffles, and she wanted to make them for him. After the amazing sex, it was the least she could do. She was a pretty good cook, from the years of experience in cooking for herself and Rose, and all she needed was to make sure she was using the iron right.

"Damn, that smells good. Wait, I thought you didn't have a waffle maker?"

Leecie jumped and turned, face shading bright red as she took in his form stretching. His long, sinewy body leaned back and exposed every inch of his torso and arms clenching as he groaned.

"I- I didn't," she murmured.

When he fell back into his normal stance, he lifted an eyebrow and walked over.

"You didn't? You mean to tell me you bought this today?"

She shrugged and returned her gaze to the waffle iron which was showing a solid red dot. It was supposed to blink when it was done. A gasp passed her lips when she felt arms wrap around her stomach and his hard chest press into her back.

"Thank you," he said softly before kissing her neck.

"Well, you kind of did blow my mind last night, and you're amazing company, and you defended my honor. I'd say that deserves homemade waffles," she joked.

"That it does," he replied with a chuckle.

The light started blinking and she went to open it, but teeth bit into her neck. Her body stopped completely and she let out a whimpering mewl, unable to move against the bliss tingling in her neck as he sucked gently and ran his tongue along her skin. He pulled back with a pop.

"Of course, I could always just eat you for breakfast," he whispered.

Shuddering, she went limp against his frame as he licked over the shell of her ear. This man would be the death of her it seemed.

"Would you like that?"

"O-Of cou-course," she stammered, "But I gotta finish-"

He reached out and yanked the plug from the wall, making her look on in surprise.

"There, finish later. I'm having a very specific craving that is not waffles right now."

Before she could react, he pulled her by the wrist to the table. Their lips met repeatedly and deeply. His hands worked down her jeans and panties as his tongue ravished her mouth until she was panting with the need to breathe.

"Up we go!"

She was completely startled when he lifter her and sat her on the table. He grinned and sat in the chair, pulling her hips slightly off the edge and placing her legs over his shoulders.

"What are you-"

"I'm going to enjoy my breakfast," he said with a wink.

Her body nearly exploded. How in the hell was a man so sexy ever created? She silently thanked God, the angels, and everybody in heaven as he kissed along her thigh. His scruff had grown out from when he arrived yesterday and they scraped along her tender inner thigh, making her force back a giggle until a moan took over as he licked between her folds.

"Oh god Jon!" she moaned.

Fingers plunged inside as he bit gently. Her hips rocked in response. Her reaction to him was instantaneous. Moaning, she clutched her breasts and squeezed hard, pinching her nipples with her knuckles through the shirt, his shirt, and bra. Every lick and nibble felt like he was bathing her body with his desires. Electric danced along her skin and she wasn't able to stop the urge to lift her hips to his face, chasing that so close climax. Surprising her thoroughly, he buried his face farther and a finger slid into her slick folds. Wave after wave built up in her. Out of nowhere his other hand came up and smacked her arm blindly. She gasped and move her arm, whimpering when he squeezed her breast hard and kneaded the tender flesh.

"Shi—Shit!" she whined, "R-Right there, don't stop, oh fuck yes!"

Her peak rushed up fast and smacked her hard enough that everything blacked out momentarily and bliss brought her back with a high pitched scream. Fucking last night had brought her a mind-shattering orgasm, but there was always something so different about being eaten out. The direct touching, the intimate feeling, it was wonderful. He pulled back as her breathing evened out and she took a moment before she could open her eyes to see him. He was smirking and standing, hard cock ready in his hand. Gathering her strength, she slid off the table and straight onto her knees, taking the silky rock hard flesh happily into her mouth.

"Fuck Leec," he groaned.

Bracing her hands on his thighs, she took her time to slide down as far as she could and relish the feeling of his cock in her mouth.

"You seem like you really love dick," he panted.

She pulled back and licked up some of the gathering precum before saying, "I do. So much. I just don't get to indulge in it much."

It was hard but she managed to hold back a blush when he said, "I'm always willing to help you indulge babe."

She returned her focus to tasting and teasing him, enjoying the soft grunts and groans slowly growing louder. Looking up, she met his gaze and locked onto his cerulean orbs and the heat in them.

"Where should I cum?" he asked through gritted teeth.

Her response was to simply suck harder and speed up her mouth, trying to signal through touch rather than words that she would swallow. He moaned and suddenly cupped her head, pulling her closer. Eyes watering, she held back her gagging reflex the best she could as he pushed his cock into her throat.

"Ah, fuck!" he snarled as she moaned and swallowed around his member.

She shut her eyes in discomfort as he shoved in the last inch or so and her nose touched his belly.

"Oh Leec, fucking mouth of a goddess," he groaned as he pulled back, "Fuuuuucccck."

Suckling hard on his shaft, she felt it begin throbbing and his cum shot out. She quickly swallowed it and made sure to suck everything out she could. He let out a groan and almost literally fell into the chair behind him, breath fast and heavy. While it might have been weird, she took the time to look over him again, enjoying his post-orgasm exhaustion which caused his cheeks to flush and his chest to heave. Biting her lip, she toyed with the idea of touching him, but then she realized it would probably be okay, seeing how handsy he himself had been. She scooted closer and ran her hands up his thighs. His eyes popped open as she pressed a kiss to his stomach, then more up his torso, rising slowly until she was nearly standing to lean in and kiss one final time on his neck. She bit carefully, for good measure, and he gasped.

"Oookay, Joe can go find himself another woman," he said with a chuckle.

Flushing, she pulled back and smiled slightly, butterflies flitting around in her stomach.

"Can I finish cooking now?" she asked.

"Only if you do it in just my shirt," he replied with a wink.

She rolled her eyes but asked, "Is underwear acceptable?"

"Hmm, I suppose," he replied cheekily, "Your ass looks damn good in the kind you wear."

"So my mom said she'd bring Rose home on the twenty-first instead so you can see her before you go home," Leecie said as she put her cell in her pocket.

"What, you're gonna kick me out on Christmas eve eve?!" Jon asked dramatically.

Giggling, she shoved his arm and found herself swooning as he grinned with those dimples.

"I just assumed you'd want to go home for Christmas, it's what most people do," she said, chuckling, "I don't think I'd ever kick you out. You'd probably be chomping at the bit to run away first."

"Eh, don't really have anyone at home anyway. I'd be drinking beer and watching movies all day."

Frowning, she watched his fingers start thumping on the steering wheel and his body become a bit more rigid.

"I'm not gonna ask, but if you wanna talk about it, I'll listen. Either way, you're welcome to stay. I just didn't want to assume, you know?"

"Makes an ass out of you and me," he replied.

His stance relaxed again after that and she groaned as they pulled into the parking lot, noticing all the cars around.

"Of course it's a damn mad house," she sighed, pushing her red hair back to pull it into a pony tail, "You sure you wanna brave the mobs?"

"I see worse at airports on a daily basis, at least here it's not like too many people will be looking for me," he said.

He pulled a beanie over his light brown curls and she had to smile. He looked down right adorable and didn't even realize it.

"Ready toots?" he asked.

"Yup, let's get this over with," she muttered.

They had gone by the bank to cash the check her mom gave her and deposit enough to cover the bills for this month and next, and now she was going to buy Rose a bunch of presents.

"So who buys you presents?" he asked.

"Oh, sometimes my mom and dad will take Rose shopping to get me a few things, and they give me a bunch of money every year," she explained, "That's the check I cashed. I'm gonna get a ton of things for Rose though."

His bright blue eyes looked over her and she questioned his reasoning.

"What?" she asked.

"So you spend your Christmas gift on things other than presents?"

"Well, yeah. It's nice to have that security blanket of bills being paid ahead in case work cuts my hours more, and Rose doesn't get much throughout the year so I like to go all out on Christmas."

He shook his head and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into his chest. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she leaned into the embrace and took a not-so-discreet sniff of him, almost groaning at his scent.

"You're a great person Leecie, you know that?"

She blushed and shrugged awkwardly, not sure how to respond. Once he released her, she offered him a silent smile and started walking.

"Alright, what area are we buying out first?" he asked with a laugh.

Chuckling along, she said, "Toys, of course, then clothing, then food. I'm gonna get a ham for Christmas dinner."

He nodded and they entered, grabbing a cart which she offered to push. Going through the second set of doors, she felt her heart begin to pound. Barely three feet in and she could feel the anxiety mounting. She swallowed thickly and took a deep breath, ready to brave the massive crowd. That nervous, itching buzz started up in the back of her mind and she sighed quietly.

"You okay?" he whispered into her ear, making her shiver slightly.

She nodded, not trusting her voice at the moment, and headed straight to the toy section. During the short trek, she heard a laugh that made her stop dead.

"Whoa! Oh, sorry ma'am," she heard from behind her, then hands took the cart, turning them into an almost empty aisle.

"Leecie?"

She blinked and scrubbed a hand over her face.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm a wreck. Crowds really just- get to me. And.. And fuck face is here," she sighed.

"How do you know?"

The laugh came again, from just maybe a few aisles down, and then a squeal of 'Chuck stop!'.

"That. That stupid goose laugh was his. That girl was Vanessa. I could normally survive but there's so many fucking people and it's got me on edge. I'm sorry I'm such a freaking weirdo. I just can't turn it off and-"

Warm lips covered hers and she felt the buzzing in her mind dim to almost silence. His hands moved to her sides and she grabbed onto his forearms, melting into him. When he pulled away, she barely opened her eyes and bit her lip when she met his gaze.

"Better?" he asked.

She nodded and shuddered as his thumbs rubbed into her sides.

"You gonna be able to do this?"

She nodded again and murmured, "Like I was saying, I'm a bit off compared to most people, so I would understand if you didn't want to deal with it."

He smirked and pressed a swift kiss to her lips quickly.

"You see me running anywhere? We may not be the chummiest friends or told out life stories to each other, but I know you have this anxiety thing. Doesn't bug me. Just let me know how I can help."

Blushing she said, "The kiss helped, just you talking helps. It keeps my mind occupied and not really focused on the people."

"Okay, so talk your ear off, I can do that," he joked.

Licking her lips, she returned his smile and said, "Thank you."

"No big deal. Anxiety is supposedly one of the biggest problems that most people have but no one really shares it."

"Yeah, there's different kinds and levels and everything. Mine involves anything to do with people. In person or even online. I can't even send out a tweet or message without debating for like an hour on if it could bite me in the ass."

"Glad we're past that point. I guess the fucking helped," he said with a wink and grin.

She nudged his ribs and giggled as he faked hurt, then kissed the top of her head.

"Let's go toots."

They started back out into the main aisle but his hand lingered on her lower back, which surprisingly helped keep most of her worry away. Her cart ran into another and she winced.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Oh, excuse... Leecie?"

Her gaze snapped up and she wilted as she saw Chuck and Vanessa. Vanessa had the good sense to look worried and maybe embarrassed, while Chuck looked pissed.

"Hey, glad we ran into you," Chuck said, a sneer painting on his lips, "The way you left our conversation last night was rude. I'll cut to the chase. You're not getting a dime from me."

She chewed on her tongue before taking a deep breath.

"I will, because even though you're a shitty human being, you helped create her. You are responsible to make sure she has a good life and-"

"Oh, so she can't have a good life with just you?" he jeered.

Blood boiling, she started to round the cart, but Jon's arms caught her around the waist.

"Slow down toots, tame the red head temper," he said with a soft chuckle, "Causing a scene wouldn't do good in your favor."

He was right. She nodded and turned her gaze to Vanessa.

"Look, you see what he's doing to me? Don't trust him. He can do it to you just as easy," she warned, "I may not like you for what you helped him do, but you don't deserve the shit he will put you through, and possibly your child."

"You bitch!" Chuck yelled.

Leecie shook her head and stepped back to grab onto the cart.

"You'd better well just give up Chuck," she said.

"Hmm, I think not bitch," he growled.

"That's enough. There's no need for that name calling shit," Jon spoke out, wrapping his arm around Leecie's shoulders, "Come on Leec, let's go."

"Oh, now you have another dick taking care of you? Whoring yourself around again?"

Her spine snapped straight and she flipped him her middle finger before taking off. He always called her that. Not because she had ever done it, but because she had lost her virginity at a young age by a much older man.

"How in the hell did you deal with an asshole like that?" Jon muttered as they walked into the first toy aisle.

"I was blind," she said, shrugging, "Took him knocking the hell out of me for me to wise up."

She heard a crack and saw him popping his knuckles.

"Excuse me? He touched you?" he asked lowly.

"Stop, it was like five years ago," she explained, "He was drunk and I had confronted him about cheating on me with her."

His eyes shut as he dropped his head back, taking a deep breath before slowly breathing out.

"You're making me wanna commit murder here firecracker, just... don't tell me any other shit he's done or I will."

A flame lit in her chest and she blushed in happiness of being protected. It was a nice, rare, feeling that she was afraid she'd get attached to.

"Come on," she said, "There's Barbies, G.I. Joe's, and art easels calling my name."

They strolled through the aisles with Leecie's picking out toys she thought Rose would like, Jon randomly throwing a few things in, which she didn't mind. She began to notice the things being thrown inweren't even things Rose would like or use nor would he most likely, such as fake bugs, baby toys, and even a "WWE Stackdown" ring. She looked up in confusion and caught Jon in the act, about to toss a Furreal friend box in.

"What?" he asked, eyes wide in shock.

It was incredibly hilarious as it reminded her of his face when Seth had gotten sprayed by that green goo.

"What are you even doing?" she asked, trying to hold in laughter.

That got a grin and he said, "Took you long enough. You were a woman on a mission and nothing I said even caught your attention."

She blushed and pushed hair behind her ear in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I wasn't meaning to ignore you," she offered.

"I know toots, it was kind of cute really. But I was asking what you had planned for dinner."

"Uh, I have stuff to make spaghetti, or chicken Alfredo, or a multitude of casseroles," she said.

He shrugged as he collected his random toys from the cart.

"I was thinking we could go somewhere.

She shook her head but said, "Sure, I know a couple places."

Man, if he didn't stop with those comments, she was afraid she was going to start believing them and get a big ego. That was a terrible thought.

"Good, so, any more you need to get?" he asked.

"Just some clothes."

He put his hand on her lower back again as they braved the crowd. They made it through the clothing section without any big incidences and made it to the long lines to check out. It came to a total of almost four hundred, but she was happy to spend that on her girl. As she grabbed out her wallet, she heard a beep. Looking up in confusion, she saw Jon typing something in on the key pad and the cashier handed him a receipt.

"Wh-What the hell just happened?" she asked aloud.

Jon smirked and pulled her out of the line because she was too dumbfounded to move. Had he just paid for Rose's gifts? Why? She asked him such.

"Because I promised her some presents, and I had no clue what she wanted. So this was the easiest way," he said, shrugging.

"B-Bu-"

"Look at it as repayment for letting me stay with you and eat your food," he said, "I'd be spending over a hundred a night in a hotel this close to Christmas, plus food costs. And I'm getting your company and amazing kisses with you, so it evens out."

Leecie's face heated and she looked away as tears came to her eyes, unable to speak. She simply grabbed the cart and started pushing. Once they stepped outside, she gasped. He cursed loudly.

"The hell?! It's like a freezer out here! It was a lot warmer earlier!"

"Welcome to Missouri," she said with a small smile.

They made it to his car and started loading the bags.

"S'cold," he said with a shiver as he shut the trunk.

"It's only like thirty. It can get down to five or so here though," she said blandly, "So this is pretty mild."

He froze and she looked up to see him, open mouthed.

"You gotta be fuckin' kidding me firecracker!" he exclaimed.

"Nope," she replied.

He cursed and then said, "Your sweet ass better be keeping me warm then, because it's not like this much where I live. Pro'lly like fifty in Vegas."

She got in and once he was seated too, she attacked him with fervor. He moaned against her lips as he caught up to her frantic kisses. Placing her hands on his cheeks, she rubbed the scruff with her thumbs and pulled him closer, parting her lips. Nerves were knocking at the back of her mind but she shoved them off as she threaded her tongue between his lips to touch his. He smelled and tasted so good. He felt so good. Everything about him was big and strong, even his tongue, and she loved it. If she wasn't careful... oh who was she kidding. It was too late. She was nuts about him already. Maybe not in love, because she barely knew him really, but in lust and like and all she knew for sure was that his kissing skills were giving her butterflies. Finally she slowed and pressed a few last kisses to his lips, resting her forehead to his as she breathed shakily. A hand came into her hair and she whimpered, turning to allow him to move effortlessly through the strands.

"Thank you," she finally whispered.

He didn't respond verbally but kissed her once more before she pulled back and he started the car.