So as you may have noticed, I haven't updated in a while. I'm really sorry guys, I know what I want to write, but I'm having a hard time getting it out into words. Hopefully this little piece will be enough while I write more (which I'm doing right now). Thanks and enjoy!
Note: I don't own any characters except Ashley
When we got back to the motel Sam was still passed out on the bed. "You'd better wake him up," I said over my shoulder as Dean walked through the door behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing his chest up against my back. "Arn't you forgetting to do something, first?" He hummed next to my ear. Confused, I tilted my head towards his face, "what?" He smiled and pressed his lips against my jaw, just underneath my ear. I turned around and hooked my arms around his neck, "what could I possibly be forgetting to do?" He smirked mischievously, "me." I laughed and he leaned forward, pressing our lips together. I nibbled at his bottom lip, asking for entrance. He gladly opened his mouth and massaged my tongue with his. "Seriously guys, I don't need to see that," Sam groaned, making me jump and spin around. "Great," Dean grumbled behind me as he wrapped his arms back around my waist, "now you wake up." Sam rolled his eyes, "I wish I hadn't."
"Me too." I elbowed him in the ribs, "stop being an ass." Sam chuckled, "you should listen to your girlfriend, Dean. She's giving some pretty good advice." I felt his arms tense around me. "Watch it," he growled. "Woah, woah," Sam held his hands up, "I was just kidding around, man." Sam shifted uncomfortably and I could tell Dean was glaring at him. "I'm gonna go, uh-" he stammered and walked off towards the bathroom. "What the hell was that?" I asked as I turned to face Dean. He met my eyes for a second, then dropped his gaze to the floor and shrugged. "He was just messing around, Dean." He kept his eyes glued to the floor. I reached up and cradled the side of his face in my palm, "what's wrong?" He shook his head slightly. "Tell me," I said softly, "please?" He didn't move. "Please?" I kissed him lightly. His eyes snapped up to mine. "Please?" I kissed him again. He groaned, "it's stupid." I looked at him expectantly and waited for him to tell me. "I wanted to be the first to call you that," he said quietly. "What? Your girlfriend?" His cheeks flushed pink and he nodded shyly. I buried my face into his chest, "Dean, I don't care. I love you." I heard his heart skip a beat and looked up at him. He was grinning from ear to ear, his eyes full of happiness, and I couldn't help but grin back. He leaned forward slowly, pausing just in front of my lips as I let out a soft whimper of anticipation. He chucked as he closed the gap and kissed me. His lips were warm and melted against mine as he pulled me up against him. I wove my fingers into his hair and he wrapped his arms tighter around my waist. I heard the bathroom door open, "guys, come on." He started to break away but I pulled him back and forced his mouth open. He moaned as I slipped my tongue into his mouth. "I'm gonna leave without you guys," Sam warned. I slid my hands down onto his chest and pushed lightly as I broke away. "Finally," Sam huffed as he walked outside. Dean chuckled and leaned down next to my ear, "we'll finish this later, Angel."
"Mmm, I like the sound of that." He kissed my cheek lightly, "you ready?" I walked over and slipped on my jacket. He tried to hide a smile as I walked back over to him and nodded nervously. "Last chance. You don't have to come, you can stay back." I shook my head and worry washed across his face. I sighed and realized that no matter what I said, he would always worry about me. I wrapped my arms around him and put my head on his chest. He hugged me back tightly and rested his chin on the top of my head. "DEAN!" Sam yelled from outside. He groaned as I pulled away and looked up at him. He brushed his fingers across my cheek lovingly. "Dean," I put my hand over the one on my cheek, "I'll be fine." He sighed and kissed my forehead. "C'mon," I pulled at his hand as I started to walk towards the door. "Angel, wait," he said in a panicked voice. I turned around just as he caught up to me. Without any warning, he took my face in his hands and pressed his lips down against mine. "Please be careful," he murmured as he pulled away. Before I had a chance to reply, he took my hand and pulled me behind him out the door.