Dean lived for post-sex cuddles. He would never admit it out loud, but Renee knew it anyways. The way his arms tightly wrapped around her and his tireless little kisses gave it away. She couldn't be any more happier in those moments. Her whole body was still tingling from the unusually slow but still intense round of sex they just had, and topping it off with snuggles was the greatest feeling ever. She was lying on her side, her head between his neck and shoulder and one hand resting on his chest. Dean yawned, utterly relaxed, his fingers never ceasing to caress her upper back. He didn't have a care in the world. And as unbelievable as it was for him, he probably enjoyed cuddling with her more than sex, even though the latter was something he'd do all day if he could. It struck a deep emotional chord within him and there was nothing that made him feel more like a proper man than having her warm, slender body in his arms, knowing that she felt safe and comfortable. It made him feel powerful yet loved and wanted at the same time. Plus, she smelled really nice, which is why his nose was always halfway buried in her hair.
What Renee loved the most about it was hearing his strong heartbeats and steady breathing. Sure, the coziness and the heat of his body were wonderful, but actually feeling the rhythm of his body while they were simply resting was something entirely different. It was overwhelmingly intimate and Renee was thankful for just being able to experience it… because it was uniquely beautiful.
His hand gently lifted her own from his chest and she glanced upwards. Their palms were pressed against one another and Dean observed them with a thoughtful expression on his face, making Renee smile.
"Your hands are so tiny."
"Well yeah, compared to your mitts."
His chest vibrated a bit when he chuckled. "Mitts?"
"Your hands are huge. Look at them." She intertwined their fingers to show him. "They're like paddles."
"Makes it easier to spank you."
"Oh, shut up." He knew that she'd probably slap him upside the head if he wasn't holding her hand in that moment, so he just tightened the grip on it, even though he was amused as hell. But when he looked down, he saw a small embarrassed smile he didn't expect to see underneath her flushed cheeks. He instantly smiled to himself and tousled her hair. "Sleep", she said gently, placing their hands back on his chest. He obliged happily, kissing the top of her head and closing his eyes.