Playing With Fire

Seven

Alexis followed Sam's directions to the letter. Pulling up outside something that looked like it belonged in a horror movie. Instantly she knew she was in the right place. Hopefully the boys were back otherwise there was no way she was gaining entry.

She grabbed her bags out of the car, leaving the motel boxes loaded up in the trunk. The leaves crunched under her feet as she made her way to the door.

"You better be here." She mumbled to herself.

Her hand pushed on the metal door as it thankfully swung open. A metal stair case greeted her, a large map table beneath.

"Winchester! Get your ass out here!" She called out as her steps echoed around the room.

Sam was the first to appear, giving her an attempt at a glare. "You never text me back."

"Text me something worth responding to." She countered, walking up the two steps into what seemed to be a library.

Dumping her bags on the table in the centre, her attention went to the books surrounding her. She walked over running her finger along the spine of the books.

"You like to read?" Sam questioned as he watched her.

"Knowledge is everything in this world Sam, of course I like to read."

Dean rounded the corner next in nothing but a pair of grey sweats and a black tee that was far too tight for his body. Alexis felt her stomach flutter at the sight of him, not that she showed the boys her reaction.

"And here I thought we were the ones with the connection." Dean teased.

He watched blissfully as she finished inspecting the books. He had to control his thoughts as they wondered to images of him pressing her up against them with his cock buried deep inside her.

"Oh Dean, the only connection I have is with Bob."

Dean tensed, not realising what she meant. In true Alexis form she didn't correct him, choosing to tease him that little bit more.

"He's amazing. Always there when I need him, loyal to a fault and extremely committed."

While Dean couldn't see through his own misguided jealousy, Sam realised what she was doing pretty quickly. Shaking his head at her antics he left them to it.

As soon as his brother was out of sight Dean had Alexis pinned up against the bookshelf.

"So Bob huh?"

She bit back the laugh threatening to escape. "Yep he hits all the right spots."

Dean leant down, his lips hovering next to her ear. "But does he make you come like I can?"

A shiver ran through her body at his tone. She'd barely been back near him for five minutes and already she wanted him again. Regaining some composure she managed to slip out under his arm before things went any further.

"So where am I staying?" She asked innocently, picking her bags back up.

"Answer the question and I'll show you."

With a shrug she called out for Sam. He appeared not moments later.

"Your brother is being an ass. Can you show me where I'm staying?"

Dean gave Sam a look, which he completely ignored.

"Of course, follow me."

He led her down a corridor, carrying her bags for her. Sam showed her where the kitchen and bathroom was along to way, a promise for a full tour when she had settled in.