Warning, there is smut. Hope you enjoy.

The part of him that wanted to savour the moment and bring it to the boil slowly gave into knowing they were on a timescale. They had maybe half an hour, and as much as he wanted to take his time he knew if Sam were to walk in on them he would never get another chance with her.

He moved his hand up her t-shirt feeling her stomach muscles tense at the skin to skin contact before continuing up to her bra, brushing his fingers over the raised nipple and giving it a pinch through the fabric. She groaned in his mouth and arched her chest into his hand. Her hand tentatively ran up under shirt and he felt her nails dig in slightly when he moved his mouth to kiss her neck.

Pulling her on top of him he moved his hand from the back of her head down her back and into her trousers before squeezing her backside. Jutting her hips into his she grinded down on top of his erection, but his jeans got most of it. Sitting up she gave him a cheeky grin before moving to pull her top off, but he stilled her hands and pulled it over her head himself. She leaned forward and took one bra covered nipple in his mouth before deciding that her bra had to go, and he deftly unhooked the clasp at the back and flung the garment on the floor. Returning his mouth to her breast he slowly moved his tongue about her nipple, and covered her other with his hand and squeezed ever so gently.

She ground her core against him before reaching a pale hand down to undo the buttons on his jeans.

Smiling he moved his hand down to help her remove the buttons from their holes and she looked at his boxers in wonder as he was removed from her boxers. She smiled and shimmied down his body an stood in only her bottoms to pull first his socks and then trousers off his legs before his boxers were pulled from him and placed on the floor. She looked at him pointedly before shimmering out of her own trousers. Before she had the chance to join him on the bed once more he pulled off his t shirt and grabbed his wallet to pull out a condom.

"I know it's been a while since you drove stick, but I presume you remember what to do with this?" Passing the condom he smiled as she pulled open the packet, only to throw his head back and laugh as she placed the unwrapped condom in her mouth and proceeded to bend over him to apply it. The laugh caught in his throat however as his cock caught in hers. The triumphant smile that graced her face following this told him everything he needed.

Pulling her up the bed towards him he threw her down next to him and skimmed his hands up her smooth legs. Resting them at her hips he lowered his face to blow on her clit before giving her a long slow caress with his tongue, savouring the dampness their fooling around had produced. He reached a hand under her ass and pulled her closer to his face, and it wasn't long before she was whimpering under his ministrations. Placing his weight on one hand he reached down to caress himself only for her to still at the change in pressure and reach for his face. "Why don't you let me handle that mister?"

He let her lift his head, "you sure you remember how red?"

She laughed and pulled him up her body before stroking him slowly, concentrating in the latex covered underside.

"I do, but maybe we leave that for another time?"

"That; is a brilliant idea." He moved to kiss her and he let her guide him towards her entrance. Slowly moving his hips to enter her fully he grunted at the effort to not do it too quickly. She tensed around him and he thrust the rest of the way in. "Minx."

He was happily surprised when she lifted her legs and he moved a little deeper inside of her before lights flashed behind his eyes. "Fuck, Willow, I need to move!"

Her hand snaked to the back of his head and her hips jutted up. "Then move you moron."

He did he pulled out of her slowly and thrust back in before reaching to lift her leg higher on his back.

"Dean, for fucks sake, I'm not going to break, now move!"

Oh she was a bossy little thing, he liked it and her words had caused the blood to pulse within him. He moved his hands to the side of her head and pulled his leg up to gain a better angle.

"Gladly my little witch."

Ten sweaty intense minutes later he followed her release. Placing a little of his weight on top of her he drew her into a slow languid kiss. She giggled against his mouth and tensed her muscles around him, which it tuned caused him to whimper. "Darling you're going to have to stop doing that, we don't have time for a second round and I'm not as young as I used to be."

Willow pulled his head to rest on her shoulder. "No, but who is?"

She moved away from her and with more than a little sadness pulled out of her before rolling onto the bed next to her.

Glancing at the clock he groaned. "We better get dressed and neatened up sweetheart, unless you want to advertise the fact that is?" Winking he shot her a grin and removed the condom and went into the bathroom to hide it in some tissue before placing it in the bin.

He heard her groan, and as he re-entered the room could see she was trying to right herself enough to pull her underwear and jeans back on. Walking up behind her he looped his arms around her, snuck his fingers down her flat stomach and helped right her trousers. "Maybe the next time we keep driving until we find two rooms and we won't need to get dressed."

She turned her head towards him pecked him on the cheek before moving away from him. "Who said there will be a next time?"

"You did when you were panting my name."

"Hmn-hmn, we will see Mr. Winchester, we'll see."

As she walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her he lowered himself on the bed. Right, better get this bed straightened up then.

When Sam returned with the pizza he noticed the tension in the room had worked itself to a more manageable level, and from the smirk on his brothers face, and the embarrassed grin on Willows he worked out what had happened.

"Right pizza, beer and some ginger ale. They didn't have a lot of choice when it came to drinks." He placed the pizzas and the bag with the drinks on the table before pulling up one of the rickety chairs. Willow and Dean joined him and they started eating and chatting about the various adventures they had all had.

"- so anyway Buffy stomps through the floor not realising this will actually summon the demon, then there's this shaking and it appears, all 5 inches of it, shouting 'Fear me!" Well Buffy just stomps it. It was only later we realised the picture in the book was actual size."

Sam almost choked on his pizza, "sounds like an easy one?"

"Yeah, don't get me wrong, it's always bad, but sometimes you see the weirdest, most random monsters and you just think; jeez it could be worse, I might even get out of this one without ruining another outfit!"

He laughed along with Dean at her joke. "Our oddest ones all involved the douchiest of douches, Loki, otherwise known as the Gabriel, the Archangel. He trapped us in TV land, got me stuck in perpetual Tuesday and caused a load of urban legends to become true."

"Oh and don't forget the Porn."

Willow choked on her food and spluttered, "I'm sorry did you say the Archangel Gabriel did Porn?"

"Yeah, Casa Erotica, he basically told us how to put Lucifer back into his Cage through Porn." Sam laughed.

"Wow."

"Yup grade 'A' douche, but he helped us save the world." Dean added and bumped his bottle of beer against his.

Willow laughed at their weird relationship, "wow angels though, I mean when I met your friend he just looked like a normal guy. Well until he shook my hand and I saw the glow-y anyway."

His brother smiled at her, "yeah he's had his ups and downs, any he can be totally clueless sometimes but Cas is awesome. Not that all Angels are, some of them are as misguided and as bad as demons; always watch you back with them."

Willow nodded at Dean, "oh don't worry I will. I don't think the labels of 'good' or 'evil' mean much. I know demons and vampires that are generally good, and I've met those who fight for the light be bad. Myself included.

Sam reached over and reset his hand over hers and gave it a squeeze, "we've all had our off days, days where we have just thought of revenge, of the end result without thinking about the consequences. I'm sorry for judging you so harshly."

Dean was glaring at his hand touching hers, maybe he had become more invested in the short time he had known her, or maybe he was being petty; either way he decided it was probably better to not risk his brother making an arse of himself. He squeezed her hand once more and have her a smile from behind his hair before reaching for his pizza again.

"I don't know how many times I have to tell you, its fine, you need to stop apologising."

Dean laughed and took the hand in his own. "Right we get it, no more apologising."

Sam smiled at the two of them, realising as unconventional as it was maybe for the first time he could trust a woman not to break his brother's heart.

He balled up his napkin and shoes it in the empty pizza box. "Well I don't know about you two, but I'm going to catch some sleep, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

They both nodded and moved to tidy up their meals.

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