When the house was back to normal and everyone was clean of blood I turned to my Dean who was standing by the cabinet where the rifle had been replaced. "Ok now it's time you two told Liz and I what's going on and just what we can expect. If we're going to be here we may as well know the ins and outs and be able to at least help some.", I said with my hand on my hip and fire shooting from my eyes. Liz looked at me and nodded before sitting on the kitchen counter ready to hear what the guys had to say.
My Dean (we'll call him D so everyone can distinguish Deans) turned to me and shook his head. "You are one hardheaded woman. Did you know that?" I stated at him defiantly and said, "Where I come from it pays to be hardheaded. I grew up with a bunch of bullheaded boys and if I hadn't taken up for myself then I'd have been crying all the time." D walks over to me and takes me in his arms. "You won't have to worry about that anymore. I'm going to devote my life to taking care of you.", he kisses my neck softly and I feel my body relax into his. Dean is leaning against the counter beside Liz and he reaches over to pat her leg and draw her a bit closer. "That goes for both of you.", he looks at Liz and she kisses him.
"Let's go sit down in the living room and we'll talk.", D says as he takes my hand and leads me toward the chair. He sits down and pulls me into his lap. Liz and Dean sat on the loveseat with Liz's legs thrown over Dean's. Her arm was behind him on the back of the couch and her fingers were in his hair. Dean started, "We are hunters. Not deer hunters like Nicole is probably used to but we hunt bad things, vampires, werewolves, demons, croatioans, bad angels, you name it and we've hunted it. We are the same person from two different times.", Dean says as he motions between himself and D. D picks up, "I was sent back here to learn what happens now so that I could go back and fix things before they got bad." I sit a little forward in his lap and look from him to Dean. "So does that mean that you have to go back to your time? How does that all work?" D rubbed my back a bit, "I tried, but when I did I couldn't go back. For now I think I'm stuck here. That angel that came by here earlier is working against us. He wants us to join forces with them to defeat Lucifer."
I have become a bit confused and I can tell that Liz has too. "So why do you not want to defeat Lucifer? Isn't he bad and needs defeating?", Liz says from her corner on the couch. "Well it's not that cut and dried.", D says. "See Lucifer is wearing our brother, Sam. We're trying to find a way to get him out of Sam so we can save Sam." Dean finishes. I shake my head dumbfounded and close my eyes. I rub my face to try and comprehend what these two are telling us. I decide quickly that I may never understand but I want to help. "Ok so I don't really understand what all you're talking about and I'm not going to try too hard but I do want to help. Teach Liz and me some of the things you know and we'll jump in." Liz nods and responds, "Yeah we may be women but we can learn a few things and we can ride shotgun." Dean chuckles and musses Liz's hair, "Driver picks the music and shotgun shuts his cakehole. Right D?" D nods and pulls me close.
He kisses me softly and breaks away, "Ok we'll show y'all some things tomorrow. It's getting late today so why don't we get some rest?" Rubbing my back lightly he looks at me and I see mischief in his sparkling, green eyes. Dean stands and takes Liz by the hand and pulls her up on her feet. He brings her close in front of him and wraps his arms around her from behind. "We'll catch you two in the morning then.", he says as Liz steps from his embrace to come and hug me. I rise from D's lap and we hug. "Take care of yourself girlie.", I say before I plant a sisterly kiss on her cheek. Liz nods and steps back, "Don't be too rough on D.", she says with her eyes twinkling. She walks to Dean and takes his hand. He smiles a crooked smile and says, "Though I'm sure he won't mind if you get a little rough with him." With that they're out the door and we're there alone again.
D is sitting in the chair still with his eyes clouded over with what looks like lust. I see his eyes travel down my body and look down myself to see what he's seeing. I notice that I still have on his button up plaid shirt and a pair of cut off jean shorts that I had in my bag. My legs aren't long but they're muscled nicely and tan from my time outdoors. I have on my brown boots and because the shirt is so long my shorts just barely peek out beneath it. He suddenly stands and takes me in his arms, his right hand tangles in my hair and tugs so that I'm looking up at him. My mouth parts as I draw in a breath before he crushes his mouth down on mine and I wrap my arms around him and begin to push him backwards into the wall that is just behind him. We hit the wall kind of hard and he grunts as my body is pushed into his. His left arm is around my waist and his hand is flat against my bottom. He presses me to himself and I feel his length harden.
Running my hands around his waist from his back I begin to unbutton his jeans and he stops kissing me long enough to give me a smoldering look. I stand on tiptoe and bite his bottom lip kind of hard. I taste blood and run my tongue along his full lip to lick where I've just tasted the blood. D growls and lifts me off the ground with his hands under my ass. I tug at his shirt and pull it over his head and he leans his head down to kiss between my partially exposed breasts. I make a bit of a growling sound and begin to pull his hair. We're getting rough with each other but it's a good rough. Before I know it we're heading toward the bedroom and then I'm on the bed, D standing above me in his jeans that are unbuttoned and showing a bit of a happy trail. My breathing is labored as I admire his tanned, chiseled chest and his strong , broad shoulders. "You've asked for it now.", D says as he turns from the bed and opens a drawer on his chest of drawers. He removes something that I can't see from my angle.
As he turns back to me I see a length of something silk in his hands. It's a tie! He walks to the bed and takes one of my wrists in his hand and ties the silk around it. Taking my other hand he does the same with the other end after he's looped those through the slats in the headboard. My eyes widen but I'm willing to let this man do anything he wants to me. He walks to my feet and slides my boots off and kisses my toes. Kneeling at my feet he slides his hands up my legs slowly and frustratingly. He unbuttons and unzips my shorts and removes those. Then he begins to unbutton my shirt and before long I'm laying there with my shirt open and only a pair of dark purple lacy panties and a demi bra to match. D runs his hands up and down my stomach and I shiver with pleasure. He leans over and dips his tongue into my navel and I throw my head back with pleasure. He hooks his fingers into the tops of my panties and begins to draw them slowly down my legs. When those are removed he grins an almost evil grin and reaches to pull the cups of my bra below my breasts so that they're pushed up even more. He then stands and smiles down at me. By this time I'm very frustrated and want to protest. "Shhhhh little one. Just lay still and let me love you." He reaches for another length of silk and proceeds to tie my ankles much the same way he tied my wrists. I'm now spread eagle on his bed and I feel so wanton.
D removes his jeans and boxer briefs and comes to rest between my legs. He's looking down at me as he begins to rub himself. This makes me tremble even more and then he stops rubbing himself and reaches to touch me. His fingers play at the juncture of my legs before he dips two fingers into me and begins to stroke me slowly at first. He removes his fingers and puts them in his mouth to taste me. "Mmmmmm so sweet.", he purrs and then returns his fingers to me. After a bit of that he takes my juices and rubs them on himself and uses that to pleasure himself some. I'm squirming as best I can since I'm tied up and then D leans down and places his mouth on me. He brings his fingers into play as well and I've lost it. I'm squealing with pleasure as I reach my first climax. D sucks and gently nips my bud before sitting up and watching me, never removing his fingers. "You have to tell me if you're uncomfortable with anything I do to you tonight.", he says with his voice thick with sex. I nod and he slides his body up mine.
I feel his hardness pressing against my leg and his mouth is on my breast. His teeth are grazing my nipple and his fingers are working their magic below. I begin to climax again and he removes his fingers. He moves his body between my legs and takes his length in one hand. He rubs the tip along my slit. I'm already dripping wet and he plunges into me. As he begins to move he is kissing my breast and still biting my nipple. One hand cupping my breast his other hand slides up my body to my neck. His large hand is now around my neck and he's squeezing just a bit. This should alarm me but it only helps to make things even more intense. He begins to pick up speed in his thrusts inside me and his hand begins to squeeze my throat a bit harder. I can breathe but my breathing is cut off a bit. Just as I'm about to climax he reaches with his other hand and unties my left wrist. I pull my hands free and they go straight to his back. He's now pounding the shit out of me and we're both so close. I start to climax and rake my nails up his back and he releases my neck just as he climaxes and I feel him pumping inside me.
Afterwards we lay sweaty body to sweaty body. Me beneath D and both of us struggling to breathe. I can see the claw marks on his back and think to myself that he won't be able to go without a shirt for a few days. He slips from inside me as he leans up to kiss me gently. "You're ok aren't you? Sorry if I got too rough with you.", I can see a look of almost hurt in his eyes. He looks so much like a little boy. I smile languidly up at him and kiss his perfectly crooked nose. "Baby I'm tougher than that. I think I may just have a bit of a submissive in me and that was awesome. To have my breathing restricted made my climax that much harder. I would have let you know if I was alarmed. I trust you with my life.", and I meant it. I was falling hard for this man. I could only hope he felt half the same way I did.