Author's Note: Special request for a bit of Dean and Beth smut :) Belated Happy Easter everyone!

I was going to post this straight to the X-Files, but I realised that is really behind in updates and I want to catch it up first. (I apologise in advance to people subbed to that story as I am going to try catch it up tonight.

For now : this is pure smut, so if that's not your thing, give it a miss. Levee isn't too far off, hoping to have it up by the end of the weekend.

Pillow talk

My enemy, my ally

Prisoners

Then we're free, it's a thriller

I'm seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure

Nobody but you, 'body but me, 'body but us

Bodies together

I'd love to hold you close, tonight and always

I'd love to wake up next to you

So we'll piss off the neighbours

In the place that feels the tears

The place to lose your fears

Yeah, reckless behaviour

A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw

Be in the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day

Fucking in, fighting on

It's our paradise and it's our war zone

It's our paradise and it's our war zone

EASTER BREAK

Set about 1 month after Monster at the End of this Book

Ravenna, Nebraska

Dean's POV

It had been a tense month. We didn't know what to do about Sam who seemed almost bipolar in how he was acting toward us. One moment he was the caring, devoted and loyal brother we knew him to be, the next he was a strung out, hung over, nasty piece of work that we wanted to kill. I still don't get her devotion, not after the dickbags these angels had proven to be so far, but here I was, waiting outside Our Lady of Lourdes Church for services to end.

Beth rarely went to services. Christmas Eve, definitely – that was one she dragged us all to, and I have to admit I kind of liked doing that with her. Easter was the other. She'd been a few nights ago for the vigil mass, and now I was standing outside at ten in the morning on a Sunday, waiting to spring my surprise. I know that sounds a little whiny, like I was sacrificing my Sunday sleep-in or something, I figure I should complain about something though. Truth was, we'd already been up early for breakfast before she went to church. That had been when I realised she needed a break from Sam, and in fact, so did I. We desperately needed some alone time – and I'd started hatching a plan.

People finally started to filter out into the morning sunshine, cross themselves with holy water and all the rest of it. Beth was nodding and talking to the priest as she exited, and when she looked up to see me leaning against the Impala, parked out front the smile that spread across her face was enough to melt my heart. I couldn't love this woman more, and I knew that I'd made the right decision in getting us away for the day. Sam could sweat this latest mood of his on his own.

"Hey you," she said as she neared the car, and I put on the sexy, side smile that I knew drove her a little wild.

"Hey you," I replied, grabbing her by the waist and sliding my hands around to her lower back. I pulled her into me before she could respond, brushing my lips across her soft, inviting mouth in a semi-chaste caress kiss.

"How was church?" I asked softly as I pulled back and she slipped her arms around me, shrugging.

"It was good," she replied and I chuckled.

"You're all reborn and stuff?"

"Something like that," she said with a grin.

"Did you see God?"

Beth paused to gauge the question, raising an eyebrow finally and shaking her head.

"No, strangely absent… I was thinking you might need to help me with that," she joked and I could feel her press against me slightly, her hips coming to rest against mine. Instantly I was on alert, my breathing starting to quicken, and I was reacting to her in all kinds of good ways down there.

"Is that right?" I asked, keeping up the banter, although my hands started to roam up and down her back, sliding under the leather jacket she was wearing. She shivered, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she sucked in a long breath and nodded.

"Yeah… Dean… it's been a while."

"I know," I said, my voice coming out a little huskier than usual. "When I said we'd stick to Sam and find out what's going on with him, I didn't really think through the privacy thing. We got spoiled in Minnesota."

"Yeah," she sighed, almost sadly, opening her eyes to look at me. I was smiling that crooked smile at her, waiting for this moment. To see the need in her swirling chocolate eyes, to know how much she wanted me.

"Come on," I said quietly, stepping us up on to the sidewalk so that I could open the door to the Impala, I gestured for her to climb in and she complied, sinking on to the seat, another little sigh escaping her, this time it seemed to be almost resigned. I thought about how things had changed in the last year or so.

Before I'd been to Hell, we'd found nearly any chance to jump each other, sneaking quick little sessions in the shower, late at night, in the car when we were out.

I wasn't sure what had changed, but I intended to change it. If this was Easter, and there was a rebirth happening, then there was no reason it couldn't apply to our bedroom. I resolved to bring us back to normal because I needed that as much as she did. I needed to know that even in this mixed up, crazy world something worked, that we could weather the storms together.

Hurrying around to the driver's side, I pulled the car away from the curb and headed up the road toward our destination.

"Dean, the motel is back that way," Beth said, turning in her seat to look at me.

"I know," I said.

"And…?"

"And I have a surprise for you," I replied with another grin. She looked at me, a smile playing on her lips. Oh this was going to be a good night.

30 minutes later

Beth was standing in the middle of the Bed and Breakfast room I'd secured for the next twenty-four hours, or longer if we ended up deciding we needed it. Her eyes dropped to the duffel bags I'd brought from the motel earlier after telling Sammy he needed to chill out and stay put. I wasn't sure he was going to, but right now she was my priority.

"You've been busy while I've been away." There was a smile to her voice, and I grinned, waltzing up behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist tightly. I pulled her back into me, feeling the weight of her body press backwards and surrender to the embrace. Her head dropped to my shoulder, cushioned by her thick, soft hair that always smelled like vanilla. I turned my face slightly to bury my nose in that mane, breathing deeply of the sweet, enticing scent.

"Figured we could use the break," I replied. I kept my hands chaste, even though I was aching to simply strip her naked and throw her on the bed. But quick and hard had been our life up until this point: we rarely got the opportunity to take our time, and when we did it was usually hurried because we were so wanting, having been deprived because of the lack of privacy. We'd had that time in Minnesota, and even then we'd been so consumed with all the death, and celebration of being together, than we'd not really taken full advantage of it.

"You never fail to surprise me," she said, letting out a long breath and relaxing against me. I supported her weight, arms tightening around her stomach as I rocked us in a soothing and silent motion. I nuzzled my nose into her hair until I found the silky skin of her neck. Pressing my lips against it, I flicked my tongue out, licking and then blowing softly against the wetness, delighting in the small shiver it drew from her.

Beth's breath caught in her throat as I started to move my hands. I held her tight with my left arm, not wanting to break the position just yet, my right hand I dropped slowly down to tug at the hem of her long-sleeved t-shirt. I was forced to loosen my grip around her midriff to pull it up, but once I got the shirt over the other arm, I tightened it again, groaning softly at how good her skin felt against my forearm. I started to suckle lightly against her neck, my mouth pressed into the join where her shoulder began, and simultaneously I slid my free hand further under the shirt, finding a breast and squeezing it.

Her needing groan drove me wild as teased a nipple through the lacy fabric of her bra, feeling it come to a point. Slipping my hand under the material, and pinched it softly between my finger and thumb, rolling it until she moaned again. I felt her move, reaching down and starting to pull her shirt up, and I muttered a "nuh uh" at her, batting away her hands.

She laughed, and groaned in frustration, turning slightly to look questioningly at me. "No hurrying today," I said, kissing her lightly and then nipping at her lower lip. My groin was already throbbing, and while I was right there with her need to get on with this, I was determined to draw this out.

"Have I mentioned how beautiful you are?" I asked, releasing her and dropping to my knees in front of her. Beth looked curiously down at me, her hands coming to play in my hair. I closed my eyes, allowing the sensation of her fingers dragging through my hair to wash over me. It was comforting and sensual, I loved it and didn't let her do that enough.

"Once or twice," she replied, the fingertips of one hand coming to rest lightly on my lips. I sucked them into my mouth, flicking my tongue around them and suckling them as I massaged the soft flesh at her hips with my thumbs. I pulled my face back, her fingers releasing from my mouth with a soft pop before I assaulted her bare stomach with kisses and licks. I sucked lightly along her skin, loving her every caress of my tongue.

"Well you are," I murmured, reaching her waist, my hands sliding along her sides. Fingers brushed over a claw mark along her ribcage, and I lightly danced my fingertips around her back and unclasped her bra. I raised the shirt this time, pulling it up over her chest and she assisted with it's final removal, pulling it up and over her head. I watched as her hair cascaded back over her shoulders in soft waves and sighed with appreciation. "I can't believe you're all mine," I said quietly, watching the pink blush spread over her face as she smiled back at me.

"What's gotten into you?" Beth asked and I shook my head.

"Nothing. You." I replied, rising to my feet and catching her mouth with my own. I tilted her chin with my hand, the other finding its way into her hair and tangling in. A deep, guttural moan escaped from the back of my throat as I drank from her, massaging her lips with my own, my tongue exploring her mouth tenderly, savouring this moment and holding her head tight.

That little moan I was always seeking echoed into my mouth, and I smiled into the kiss, my heart skipping a beat as soon as I heard it. "Oh, yeah," I groaned, breaking the kiss and slipping her bra straps down to free her perfectly sized mounds from entrapment. I dropped my hands down her lower back, supporting her as I dipped her slightly, bringing her left breast up to my mouth and stuffing it into my warm mouth.

Looking up along her chest, I saw Beth's head drop back, her throat bared to me as I started to suck on the flesh inside my mouth. I grazed my teeth along the tip of her erect nipple and she whimpered, her hands raising to grab my shoulders and hold tightly. I groaned in reply as her nails dug into the skin - it only made me suckle harder. She was rocking against me, her whole torso rising and falling in rhythm with my tongue and mouth. I switched over to the other breast, repeating, and I swear for a moment she stopped breathing.

It wasn't enough. I kept one hand firmly at her back as I started to flick my tongue quickly back and forth across her nipple, earning a groan. I didn't relent, even when her hands dove into my hair, pulling my face harder into her breast. I swallowed the flesh further into my warm, wet receptacle, and continued to assault her nipple while sliding my other hand under the waistband of her jeans.

I grasped a buttock, pulling her into me as I switched from flicking to sucking on that nipple, biting down lightly once I felt she couldn't take any more teasing. She arched back, my hand holding firm and her hips pressing to me. We were so tightly wrapped up together, that I didn't want it to end. Yet I yearned to feel more.

Clearly, so did Beth as she finally forced my head back from her breast with a groan and pulled away. Her hands found my belt at the same time as her lips latched into the crook of my neck, and I trailed my fingertips lightly over her back and down her arms, then back up again as she unclipped the belt buckle and then unzipped my jeans, pushing them to the ground. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pressing her chest to mine as buried my face into her neck again and we stood, silently holding each other for a heartbeat.

In this moment everything felt perfect, unsullied, safe. We were here together: no Sam to worry about, no wars to be fought, no monster to hunt, no angels to placate. I pushed this out of my head and delved back into her. Lifting my head, I kissed her again, this time a little more urgently, the passion building between us, almost electric.

I reached down to her own jeans, and copied her actions, unable to keep the grin off my face as I heard them fall to the floor. Picking her up, I continued to kiss her as I wrapped her legs around my waist and walked us toward the bed. Lowering her to the plush duvet, I paused long enough to trail my eyes down the length of her body. Perfect. Right down to the lacy white panties she was still wearing.

The lace taunted me, along with the knowledge of what was waiting beneath them. I breathed out an appreciative sigh and dropped down, not fooling about with this tease. I licked the length of the gusset, my tongue pressing into the material as I breathed deeply. Her musky scent was intoxicating, and as I swirled my tongue against her centre, pushing the fabric of her panties against her sensitive and swollen lips, I felt the dampness start to seep into it.

"Dean… come up here," Beth said, her hand falling down to lift my chin so she could look into my eyes.

"Nope," I said, shaking my head. "Not yet." I grinned at her and buried my nose back between her legs, licking furiously at the panties that were growing wet from both my mouth and her own desire. I pressed my nose up against her clit, feeling a shudder ripple through her body and it was reinforced with her hands threading through my hair, holding my head as I delved further.

I spread her legs open wider, my thumbs kneading the inside of her thighs as I slowed my assault, using my tongue to push aside the gusset, I was rewarded with the sight of a labia peeking out at me and I caught it in my lips, sucking softly. I hooked my fingers around her panties and tugged them down, as my tongue played along her wet arousal. I was throbbing, my own erection pressed against the bed, and I ground it against the bed in a sweet tease as I zealously licked, thrusting my tongue into her wet, hot core.

Beth cried out in pleasure, her hips rising off the bed and hands releasing my head to grasp at the duvet. I chuckled, spinning my tongue around inside her, massaging her as my thumb found the tight nub at the top of her sex, begging for attention. I pushed down on it as I flicked my tongue back and forth inside her, and then started to rub painstakingly slow in circles, until she was moaning continuously and I was fighting to keep her pressed down to the bed.

As her urgency started to grow, I replaced my tongue with two fingers, sliding them into the heat and groaning as her sides clenched around them. "Oh yeah," I murmured, curling them up to find that soft, sweet spot inside. Beth's breathing was erratic, she was gasping with each breath as I edged her closer to that inevitable release. Her hips were grinding up against my hand, her eyes tightly closed as she focused on the sensations being driven through her centre.

"Oh yeah… that's it baby…" I encouraged, feeling her body respond. The walls of her sex were throbbing, I was starting to feel her crashing over. "Mmm, yeah, come for me baby," I whispered, and with a final press to both her clitoris and inside of her, she cried out again, calling my name which was sweet music to my ears. I groaned in reply, feeling my own precum starting to leak against my boxers as I watched her thrash against the bed. I coaxed those highs and lows out of her until finally she collapsed with a whimper, her legs clamping tight against my wrist in warning. I eased off, leaning down to kiss her thighs, and then her stomach, breathing deeply of her scent as she trembled lightly under my touch.

I raised my arms up, pulling off the final barrier to our union - my t-shirt, dropping it with my boxers to the floor. I climbed up on the bed and curled in behind her, wrapping my arms around Beth's now naked body and pulling it against mine.

"Mmmmm," she groaned, her eyes still half closed as she reveled in the orgasm afterglow still flowing through her.

"Mmmm hmmm," I groaned in reply, finding words a little hard right now. I was acutely aware of how good she felt snuggled in against me. Her whole body quivering in response to every little touch. I wanted to make her lose control completely, and this evil little thought rode me hard as I slid my hand down her hip and in between her legs again.

"God… Dean!" Beth complained, trying to pull away, but this just pushed her butt back into my hard erection, and I gripped her tightly, one arm under her body and wrapped up around her chest, holding her shoulder back into my torso. My other hand explored further, and my breathing was coming hard and short, knowing I had her trapped against me, completely at my mercy. I was careful not to press too hard against her clit, but my fingers danced through her wet folds, massaging her lips, rubbing along her centre and all the way back to her anus. She whimpered, but didn't pull away as I circled my slick fingers around and back.

Finally I couldn't take it any longer, my wet cock pressed in against her buttocks was begging for some attention. I curled my hand around her inner thigh and lifted, parting her legs as I started to slide my arousal through those wet folds while still holding her pinned to my chest. "Mmm, yes," she whispered, feeling my tip press against her entrance and I groaned in anticipation of what was coming.

I inched myself inside her, slowly until I was halfway in, feeling her walls expand to take my width, and then flex around me. Rolling my hips, I pushed deeper, all the way in until I was engulfed by her warmth and sopping wet desire. "Oh Beth…" I groaned, biting down on her shoulder, pressing my teeth into her skin. I pumped my groin against her several times, listening to the wet squishing sound of my hard cock thrusting slowly in and out of her.

Languidly I moved, in and out, drawing it out almost torturously. She moved with me, with each thrust into her, she rocked her hips back, so I could get deeper. I wrapped my leg over her lower one, resting her top thigh against mine so that I could get a better angle. She was all around me in every sense of the word, and I turned her head to kiss her as I ground in...out...in…

"Oh man this isn't going to take long," I muttered, breaking the kiss and groaning as I felt her clench around me in a spasm as I hit her sweet spot again.

I rolled onto my back, pulling her with me and keeping myself inside as I lay back, her weight shifting to atop me. "Oh yeah," I groaned as she angled herself, spreading her legs so that I could thrust up into her, my hands coming to grasp at her breasts, feeling them fill my hands with their soft temptation. Beth's head dropped back to my neck again, and I kissed her cheek, watching as she lay back against me.

"Like this?" She asked softly and I moaned my assent.

"Oh yeah," I said with a hard thrust up inside of her. "It feels like you're everywhere."

The weight of her body on top of me, everywhere I touched was her warm skin, and I was quickly succumbing to the throbbing wetness as my cock twitched and my balls tightened, preparing to shoot their load. I brushed aside her hair so that I could suck on her neck, and then with a couple of quick pumps, I started to work my fingers furiously across her clit, delighting in the whimpers it drew from her.

Flicking fingers back and forth, around and up, feeling her buttocks clench as she tensed in the precursor to the orgasm that was going to smash through her. "Mmm, yeah, that… come on baby, let go…" I groaned, feeling her starting to shake on top of me, her body rising and falling in ecstasy as my own release edged closer. I pumped into her, and then it hit me, the rush as everything paused - hanging on a thread, a moment in time pull of promise and building, and then… whoosh.

I pressed my hand against her mound, the other holding across her stomach as I thrashed against her, my cock shooting load after load into her welcoming and expanding centre. I could barely keep my eye on the prize, letting sweet oblivion wash over me as I strained to push it all into her, burying myself deep inside. My palm, pressed against her clit and combined with my pulsing body, rolling against hers seemed to do it, and I chuckled with pleasure as another orgasm hit Beth, hard. Nothing felt better, ever, than feeling her pulse against me when she was in the throes of passion.

Knowing I was the only one who had ever done that to her, who she had ever willingly given herself to, made my heart expand with joy and a possessive love.

Finally spent, we slumped back against the bed and gasped for breath as I felt my cock slacken, and then fall out of her. Only then did I roll us to the bed, slipping out from under her, and then positioning myself above her with a smile, kissing the tip of her nose.

"So… God?"

Beth laughed softly, her eyes opening to lock with mine. I could see nothing but adoration there, and she smiled, fingers coming up to trace my jaw, lips, eyebrows. "Well, I'm certainly in Heaven," she replied.

I chuckled, nodding. "Yeah… I… needed that," I admitted. Already I could feel the stress leaving my body, washing through me to soothe the anxiety of the last few weeks.

"Me too," she agreed, pulling my face down so she could press her lips to mine. As we kissed, it was as if the world melted away. All there was in this moment were two lost soldiers, seeking comfort and love in each other's arms. Who knew what tomorrow would bring, what horror was waiting around the corner for us, and who cared. For now, we had each other, and God willing - and with sheer stubbornness on our part - we would have that for some time to come.

I pressed my forehead to hers, listening to the soft exhale of breath as we lay united.

"This is all I'll ever need, Beth," I said quietly, my eyes closed to fight back the agony and loss which occasionally still rose from the grief of having lost her a few short months ago.

"Me too," she whispered, pressing her lips to mine. "I love you."

I nodded, wanting to say it back, but my voice was threatening to break. I drew in a ragged breath, looking at her, and she smiled, pressing her fingertips to my lips.

"I know, Dean," she said quietly. "I know." That was why I loved her, just one of many reasons. When I couldn't say it, I didn't have to. When I did say it, she never took it for granted. I knew before the night was over, I would be able to say it out loud, but right this moment, caught up in the emotion of having this blessing with me, I was speechless.

I kissed her instead, pouring every ounce of my feeling into the touch of my lips to hers. Maybe that was how it was supposed to be.

Song for this chapter is: Pillow Talk by Zayn Malik

I'm almost finished with Levee, hoping to have it out by the weekend as I'm going to be away in a workshop for my degree, which equals busy busy!