Playing With Fire

Five

Alexis woke up with Dean wrapped around her, his body heat making her sweat. Pulling her elbow back he grunted behind her.

"What was that for?" He mumbled sleepily pulling her back against him. Trying to wriggle free only resulted in him hugging her tighter. "It's too early."

"We need to get back before Bobby sends a search party." She tried to argue.

"So text him saying we found a job and we can stay here for the day."

Alexis considered it, but it would only make Bobby worry more. She couldn't do that to him.
"Nope, move your ass Winchester."

It wasn't that she didn't want to spend the day reenacting last night, because she did more than anything. She did know that with one phone call Bobby would have the entire town out looking for her.

She managed to turn in Dean's arms, smiling at his scrunched up face. He really wasn't a morning person. Then again most hunters aren't, you spend your nights killing things it makes the mornings that much more painful.

Gently rubbing her finger over his side she smiled when he shivered at a certain spot. The big bad hunter was ticklish.

"Don't even fucking think about it." He grumbled, guessing what she was up to.

"Last chance to let me go."

"Nope." He pushed himself against her, his head resting between her breasts. "Mine."

"That sounds an awful lot like relationship talk Winchester."

He smirked lifting his head. "Oh no not you. These. These are mine." He buried his head back between her breasts.

Alexis chuckled, enjoying the playful side to him a bit too much.
"Stop being a dork and let me go."

"Ugh fine." Dean relented pulling away to let her wriggle out of the bed. "You're much more fun after a few drinks."

"Oh Dean, the drinks had nothing to do with last night." She smirked as she walked over to the small closet.

Dean laid back with his hands behind his head, happy to watch her from where he was. He didn't know how long it would be until he got to see her body again, so he planned to make the most of it.

"So what was last night then?" He asked intrigued by what she meant.

Alexis pulled her Def Leppard tee on over her head. "Call it a comparison."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Dream you was a hell of a lot better." She teased knowing full well it was a lie.

Just the idea of her dreaming about it was enough for Dean to want to pull her back into the bed.

"So what exactly did this dream entail?" He asked apparently needing to torture himself a bit more.

"Get your ass out the bed and I'll tell you." She teased back as she pulled her boots on.

Dean wanted answers more than he wanted sleep so reluctantly he got up, smiling as Alexis bit her lip watching him. She was suddenly regretting her decision not to take him up on his offer of spending the day in bed.

While Dean got dressed she went about putting a pot of coffee on. The aroma of the beans filled the air as she cleared some space at the small table so they could sit down.

"What is all that?" Dean asked as he pulled his jeans up.

"Which story do you want that or this?"

In all honesty he wanted both, but what was in front of her seemed to be more important to her. He'd find a way to get the details of her dream out of her another day.