*Okay, so for a treat before the big update coming next, I did this little fluffy chapter for my true Dean/Bela shippers. Hope you enjoy. I tried to get a little more detailed than usual. I don't think I can write true smut, but hopefully it'll satisfy you:)

Later that night:

Bobby had went to bed not to long after the picture was taken, Cas disappeared somewhere after that, Ellen crashed on the windowsill cusion after another round of drinks, and Jo fell asleep on the Sofa. Sam was also out, with a few blankets on the floor. They all seemed content even though there was perfectly good guess room upstairs. Dean noticed, and dragged Bela up there with him.

They'd both had several drinks too at that point. As good as they were at holding their alcohol both were still a little tipsy, which made for a comical evening trying to get to the bedroom without making too much noise. However, Dean finally managed to get them in there and somewhat quietly shut the door.

Dean picked Bela up around the waist, and dropped her on the bed not so gracefully. "You're crazy." She said. He only smirked at her. Bela lay back against the only pillow on the bed.

"Big day tomorrow, I'm just making the most out of it." he said.

"Honey you know that doesn't work on me." She said, smiling up at him.

"Beg to differ." He said, as he leaned down to her level and lifted her upper body up a little and started pulling her blouse off. He let his hands linger across her chest while the shirt slid off. "Because your breathing says otherwise."

"Yes well you're wearing too many clothes." she stated, looking at his shirt disapprovingly.

"Oh really? Wanna take care of that for me?" he teased. Bela grinned. She ran her hands up his chest and then slowly pulled the black t-shirt up from the bottom and once all the way off she threw it away. "Mmm thanks." he said. Dean then leaned back down to kiss her, flicking his tounge across her bottom lip asking for entrance. She didn't object and their tounges danced together. Bela drank him in, he was just too good at this.

Tonight they didn't hold back. It wasn't about fixing each other's hurt, it was just about them, openly admitting with their bodies that they belonged together, that this was right.

Bela squirmed beneath him as he trailed his fingers down her well toned stomach to the him of her pants, playing with the buttons. She'd had enough of his teasing at the moment and hooked her leg around his waist. Dean was staring at her like he couldn't get enough, so she used that moment to flip them over so she could gain control. He didn't object and let her take it. She placed another kiss on his lips before moving down to his chest, taking her time getting to his far too amazing abs. Her hands quickly undid his belt, and he lifted his hips a little to help her pull his jeans off. She brushed her fingers across his hips slowly.

"Good God woman." He said out loud. She smirked up at him. He looked into her eyes. "Now who's wearing too many clothes?" he asked her.

Bela shrugged. "Then do something about it."

Dean grinned. "Just remember you asked for that." He sat up and pulled her up to him and kissed her again as his hands expertly removed her bra and then before Bela even realized he'd made everything disappear from her waist down too.

"Well that was fast." she said as she pulled away from his lips. Dean laughed quietly.

"This next part won't be." He stated. He rolled them back over and let his hand slide down her stomach to her waist, and then down the outside of her thigh. His left hand stayed on her waist and he then started placing kissed across her jaw and down her neck, then to her shoulders and collarbone. Dean's right hand moved across the top of her leg to the inside of her thigh, pushing them further apart as he rubbed up and down the inside of her legs. Bela groaned a little since his other hand prevented her from moving. He was definately trying to kill her slowly.

"Dean.."she warned.

"Sorry did you want something?" he whispered against her chest, and raised his eyes to look at her. She gave him a dangerous look.

"Mm I think you know." she replied. He grinned again. He wanted to tease her a little more, but decided if they survived tommorrow he'd torture her more later, and moved his hand to where he knew she wanted him to touch. He definately knew how to satisfy her...and that he did.

After she'd nearly came unglued a few minutes later he'd rolled them over once more. He wasn't going to let another second go by where he wasn't completely joined with her. Bela immediately straddled his hips as she took him in and they fell in rythym together as they had many times before. They really were the perfect fit for each other. This time was a little different though, because after the new understanding they'd gotten to that night it made the sex a thousand times more emotional, more special. It was too early for labeling this really, and too early to use the real word to describe their night together. Eventually, they'd say they were making love. Just not yet, but they were getting there.

They went to sleep a couple hours later, knowing that they would have to wake up soon and go fight Lucifer. They both had the uneasy feeling that not everyone would survive.

End Chapter.