The gravel crunched under the tires of the beetle as Clara pulled up to her surprise. Look over at Dean and grinning as he sat there with wide eyes, looking out at the large cliff at the end of hiking trail by the road stop. "You know, distractions don't necessarily mean suicide right?" Dean asked, clearing his throat and looking over at her with a calm look in his eyes again, putting that wall up between her and his emotions again. Honestly, Clara was not really expecting Dean to go along with the plan past the breakfast so she was already impressed. "This is heavy duty crazy." He said, watching her and sighing softly. "Who jumps off a cliff for fun?" Dean asked, shock and curiosity in the tone of his voice giving away what those green eyes would not. It was insane, Clara knew that. No one in their right mind jumps off of cliffs. It was something new, though, and she had only done it drunk before this.
"Look, I will completely understand if you don't want to go through with it. It's just such a thrill and I want to know what it is like when you aren't dull from alcohol." Clara said softly as she put a hand on Dean's shoulder and gave him a small smile. "I do have to say though, you will kind of look like a pussy." She teased, biting her lip a little and smirking when his eyes narrowed. Just like that she knew that he was up for the challenge. No man in their right man would stand there and look like a pussy on purpose. Especially someone like Dean. Not to mention if he really did not want to do this they would have already turned around when she suggested it and been back at the apartment screwing each others brains out.
They sat there for a moment before Clara patted Dean's leg and hopped out of the car. Pulling off her shirt and tossing it in the back with her shorts. "This is a bad idea." Dean said from the other side of the car as he got out. Clara just grinned at him as he started stripping down and walked over to the edge of the cliff. Watching Dean for a moment, just admiring the view of him in nothing but his swim trunks before walking over to the edge of the cliff. It had been so long since she had gone cliff diving that it felt like the first time all over again, complete with the butterflies and racing heart. The more her eyes gazed down at the distance to the water the more she questioned what was about to happen.
Now, at this point, any logical person would be walking away from the edge of the cliff and getting back in the car. Clara, however, worked on a different set of logic than others, she just took Dean's hand when he walked up next to her and looked over at him. Just sharing a look for a moment, slowly leaning in and pressing her lips against Dean's in a lingering kiss. She smiled against Dean's lips as he squeezed her hand and moved closer. Before he could get too close Clara dropped his hand and ran off the edge of the cliff. Squinting as the wind whipped past her head, the icy water inching closer very quickly; barely having time to take a breath before being surrounded by the water below. The icy temperature taking her breath away as she looked around the water. Watching the fish swimming above for a moment, before following the air bubbles to the surface. A loud gasp left her mouth as she reached the surface and hit the warm air. It felt like every nerve was on overdrive. It was enough to send any worries out of her mind. All she could focus on was the racing of her heart and the amount of energy in her right now.
Moments later the sound of a loud splash brought her out of the little world that she had escaped inside of. Clara was impressed, to say the least. There was no way that she actually expected him to go through and jump off with her into the water. It was... well it was insane. It was not long before the sound of gasping came from behind her and she spun around. Looking at Dean who had a wide grin on his face as he tread water next to her. "Wow, that was insane." He said, chuckling a little as his eyes stayed on Clara, making her flush a little. Maybe that was the cold water, though. Either way, they could not just stay here in the water for long or they both would freeze. Clara nodded her head towards the shore and smirked. "Race you there." Dean said, before taking off without warning, leaving Clara to struggle to catch up.
"You cheated!" Clara said loudly as they made it to the shore and slowly walked out of the water. Shivering a little at the cold breeze that made it feel so much closer than earlier. She moved close to Dean as he stood on the beach and watched her with an amused look on his face. "Well, even though you are a cheat. I will give you credit for actually jumping like that. I wasn't expecting you to actually jump." She added, standing in front of the man taking her hair and wringing the water out. "Judging by that grin on your face after you jumped you didn't exactly regret your decision either." Clara said before Dean could even respond to her earlier comments. Giving Dean a once over, watching him rub his hands together and moved closer to her. Slowly wrapping those strong arms around Clara and pulling her into his surprisingly warm skin.
Her hands rested on Dean's chest as she leaned close to him and looked into his eyes. "You know, you could always punish me for being such a cheat. After I follow through on that promise, though." Dean said as he smirked down at Clara with that look in his eyes which caused her heart to race. "So we are pretty much in the middle of nowhere aren't we?" He said, leaning forward and pressing their lips together. The moment those warm full lips hit hers she could not find it in her to care about who might see. If anything the fact that anyone could see was a turn on. "I'm going to take this as a yes." He said, his tone still making it clear that she could stop it at any time. Stopping was the last thing on Clara's mind when those lips started trailing kisses to her neck. All thought period leaving when teeth pressed against that soft spot on her neck followed by soft sucking.
A soft moan left Clara's mouth as she held onto Dean's neck tightly and held him close to her. Squeaking when he squeezed her ass and pulled his head away. They both looked at each other for a moment while Clara caught her breath and smiled dopily at him. "Let's get back to the car. You can show me what happens to teases." She said, smirking a little bit and watching Dean, the thought of being dominated by the man in front of her making her body flush. Clara just took his hand in hers and smiled again as they made their way back up the cliff. The occasional rock jabbing into her foot causing sharp pains as she hopped to the top of the cliff. "I don't think that I thought this through all the way." Clara said as she rushed onto the grass at the top of the path, laughing a little as Dean made a pained face and walked over to her.
"It's not nice to laugh at others pain." Dean said as he stood in front of her and backed her up against the hood of the car as soon as they got near it. "You're something else." He said, leaning down and kissing her softly. The kiss started out sweet and soft but quickly grew heated as Clara wrapped her legs around him. Slowly, Clara pulled him down and leaned back till her back was against the cold metal of the hood. "You ready to scream baby girl." Dean asked, his deep voice going straight to the heat between her legs, the strings on her bikini bottoms slowly coming loose, the fabric quickly falling to the gravel. She did not get a chance to respond before Dean was spreading her legs further apart; looking Clara straight in the eyes as his fingers slipped inside her folds. Dean made a groaning noise as his fingers started circling her clit sending a jolt through her body. "Fuck, you're so wet for me." He said in Clara's ear as an involuntary moan left her lips.
Her eyes closed as Dean moved down her body his fingers working all the right spots. Suddenly she felt his fingers filling her, stretching the tight muscles. "Oh God." Clara moaned as she tossed her head back on the cold metal of the car. Barely noticing her legs being moved onto Dean's shoulders till his fingers stopped moving. She lifted her head and looked at Dean only to see his head nestled between her legs. A loud moan left Clara's mouth as she felt his mouth latch onto her clit and suck, those fingers pumping hard and fast. Her hips rocking against his mouth as she cried out and panted heavily. Crying Dean's name like a chant as he continued to work her. Then his fingers hit that spot and Clara's back arched off the car, crying out loudly; her hands gripping the metal of the hood tightly. "Fuck, Dean, Right there." She panted loudly, crying out over and over as he pumped faster, his tongue flicking back and forth. One loud cry came out of Clara's mouth as she felt everything climax and everything just went into overdrive. Leaving her a gasping, panting mess as she started coming down from her high, Dean's movements slowly bringing those overactive nerves down.
There was a silence as Dean moved back up, wiping his mouth with the back of his arm. She could not stop the small grin from spreading across her face as Dean hovered above. "Told you I would make you scream." He said, giving her that smirk with a promise of much more inside it. All she could do was lay there underneath him right now and catch her breath. "I still have to punish you." Dean said, leaning forward so that the heat from his breath fanned over Clara's face. Making her more than thankful that Dean had not had the extra onions with his grits today. She just watched him as he leaned forward and quickly pressed their lips together. It was a deep and passionate kiss, tongues tangling together in their own dance. The taste of herself mixed with Dean causing her to groan as she was pressed closer to the metal of the hood by strong hands on her waist. "Now to show you what happens to a tease." He said, his voice low and deep.
There was a rustling of fabric when the sound of a siren caused them both to jump. "Shit, shit, shit." Clara said as Dean pushed away and grabbed the bikini bottom for her. She barely had time to put the thing back on before the officer was walking up to the car. Figures that they would get caught in the middle of nowhere. If Clara could do it all over again, though, honestly she would not change a thing. That was... well she really needed that. Then she saw who the officer was and the overwhelming dread filled her body. "Officer Jackson, are the cops doing roadside assistance now?" Clara asked as she walked over to the other side of the car and grabbed the towels. Tossing one to Dean who was still standing at the front of the car.
There was a short silence before the officer spoke up, looking between Clara and Dean as she walked back to his side. "Very funny, I had reports of someone jumping off cliffs actually. I don't suppose you would know anything about that would you?" Officer Jackson asked as he crossed his arms and gave Dean a once over. His eyes full of judgement and almost amusement if Clara did not know better. The officer turned his gaze back to Clara, who knew exactly what was coming next, the judgement and ridicule. Like the reality that she lived in was not punishment enough. "I see you wasted no time in moving on did you?" He asked as more of a statement. His words no less than what was expected.
Expected or not, the words hurt worse than any insult. After everything that Clara had been through this was what she dreaded the most. Judgement. People putting their images of how you should be grieving onto her. Officer Jackson had been one of the cruelest people with his judgement, though. "I don't see how my love life is any of your business." Clara snapped as she turned her back to him and walked over to the passenger's door. Trying to contain her swirling emotions inside. Determined to not let him win and see an emotional response. "Don't you have better things to do than come and harass people at the beach?" She asked, her back to the officer still, unable to look at him and contain her emotions.
She could feel eyes on the back of her head all the same as the sound of Officer Jackson's humorless laugh filled the air. Honestly, right now Clara just wanted nothing more than to forget about everything. It was the whole reason that they were even there at the cliff. Instead, there is this ugly reminder of what happened, in the package of the "authority figure". "No need to get hostile, just stating a fact. Try not to catch anything, sir." Officer Jackson said, causing Clara to spin around. By the time she opened her mouth he was already closing the door of his car. Instead, she voted on taking a deep breath when the officer pulled away, just thankful that whole thing was over at the moment.
"What a dick." Dean said from behind her, putting a hand on her shoulder and squeezing it a little. Obviously picking up on her emotional turmoil. There was this overwhelming guilt inside her for being with someone right now. After everything that happened in the past year, it was nice to just have someone to hold you after a horrible dream again. To not feel utterly alone in the world despite being surrounded by people. "You okay?" Dean asked, his voice bringing her out of the self-destructive thoughts swirling around in her head right now. His fingers tracing up her side providing a welcome distraction.
Clara just sighed softly and smiled a little at Dean. Leaning up and slowly pressing her lips against his in a quick kiss. "I'm good. Officer douchebag was my... well he was my old fiancé's father, and he never really approved of me. Why would things change now?" She asked as more of a statement. Running her hands up Dean's chest and sighing. The warm smooth flesh reminding Clara of what was in front of her right now in this moment. What reality really was right now. "Well, I managed to forget about everything for a little while. Maybe we need to jump again." Clara said as she chuckled a little and looked up at Dean's face. The one which told her what words could not, and would most like not even try to say. There was no way he was going off that cliff again.
Sure enough, when Dean spoke again, her assumption proved true. "Let's not and say we did. I have a better idea for getting your mind off of everything." Dean said, turning Clara around so she was facing him. A smirk spreading across his face as he pulled her flush against him. She could feel every part of him as he backed her against the side of the car. Groans leaving both of their mouths as Dean rocked his hips, creating friction in the most sensitive areas. Clara wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Just kissing Dean deeply for a moment before sighing softly and pulling back a little. Causing Dean to break the kiss and look at Clara for a moment, his face carefully guarded to show no emotion.
Her eyes looked into his and she gave him a small smile. "It's not you, I swear. I just don't want anyone else to come here and basically, call me a whore." Clara said as she shook her head and sighed. "The only reason I didn't walk over there and punch him in that smug face was that I can't afford to get assaulting an officer on my record again. No matter how well deserved it was." She added, her fingers moving to his face and lightly scratching at the stubble.
They stood there for a moment before a strong breeze caused a shiver to run through her body. "We should probably get dressed and dried off before it gets too cold." Dean suggested, a warmth spreading through her when he moved one of his hands and tucked a piece of hair that had fallen in her face out of the way. She just looked up and him and smiled as he stroked her cheek with his thumb. The kind gesture making her heart swell. "Let's roll." He said, pulling away from Clara and walking over to the driver's side of the car, leaving this cold feeling on her skin in his absence.
It was strange, Dean had not been around that long but there was something about him that just made her feel like she could eventually be normal again. Clara honestly was happier than she had been in a long time in the short amount of time Dean has been there. Yet she could not escape the reminders of the past, and the blood that was on her hands. "Thank you, for everything." Clara said as she looked over at Dean and smiled at him when he looked over at her, confusion all over his face. "You have just been so great to me. Having you with me has been one of the riskiest, yet best decisions that I have ever made." She said, chuckling a little and watching him for a moment while she got into the car. "I even let you drive my car, and no one has ever done that." Clara added as she smirked at him and scooted over in the seat to rest her head on his shoulder.
"Well, I'm honoured." Dean said, chuckling that deep chuckle that came straight from his chest, feeling almost as if it was vibrating the air around them with its depth. There was something strong yet light about it, making her smile every time. "Honestly, it is weird to have you thanking me after everything that you have done for me." He said, smiling brightly when she looked over at him and smiled a smile of her own. "That smile alone has helped me through some very hard times." Dean added as his big hand moving to her face, slowly pulling their faces together into a soft kiss. The kiss quickly turned into a heated one as Clara wrapped her arms around Dean's neck and pulled him closer. Both of them just sitting there and exploring each other's mouths until air was needed in the deprived lungs.
When they pulled away Clara could not help the lazy smirk on her kiss-swollen lips. The sight of that telltale flush in Dean's cheek and the dark colour of his eyes was enough to make her smirk grow wider. She just enjoyed the feeling of success as Dean looked over at her and shook his head. "You know I'm going to punish you still. Maybe even a spanking at this rate." He commented, causing her to laugh as Dean started the car. When Clara glanced out the window at the tree line she frowned as a black figure appeared behind the thick shrubs and bare trees. That feeling that she got weeks ago at the store came back to her in full force. Whatever was out there was not good, she could tell that much from just looking at the dark figure. She must have been looking for a while because the sound of Dean's voice cutting the silence actually made her jump. "What is wrong?" Dean asked as he took her hand in his and squeezed it.
She just shook her hand and looked over at Dean for a moment before looking over at the tree line again and seeing that the figure was gone. "Nothing, probably just an animal or something." Clara said as she shook her head and looked at Dean, still feeling a little uneasy about the whole thing right now. There was this feeling in the pit of her stomach that told her the guarded look on Dean's face was a bad sign. She did not have it in her to actually ask, though, there was enough going on right now without adding some stalker to it. "You know, I think that I have something that might help you punish me really well. Two words; handcuffs and a blindfold." She said, laughing when Dean's eyes lit up like a child in a candy store. There was still a hint of worry in his eyes, but that damn smirk was enough to set the worry in her brain aside for the moment and replace it with those butterflies in her stomach. "Let's roll." Clara said, looking over at Dean and he went tearing out of the little turn around and sped over to the road.