Based on the song by Boyz II Men
TW: Smut
I slice off the last vampire's head as Dean releases the hostage from the ropes. I wipe away the blood that landed on my face with the back of my hand. Dean and I were in the middle of celebrating our anniversary when we got called to handle this. It was a whole army of them but luckily, your girl can take five at a time. I walk over to him and the hostage, throwing the machete to the side. Dean was explaining to the hostage that the supernatural is real and not fiction. He was petrified and called us crazy. Dean could only agree but handed him his number and told him to call if he had any suspicions, no matter how big or how small. The poor guy didn't hesitate to run off, not bothering to look back.
"You okay, sweetheart?" Dean asks me, wiping away some sweat.
"What do you think? I came to kill some vamps in my favorite set of PJs," I sass.
"I'm sure with a few washes, it will be brand new," Dean chuckles as he moves some hair away from my face, "although, you did look sexy fighting in your PJs."
"Oh, hush. Let's go before the police get here."
Dean carries me bridal style to the Impala, carefully placing me in the passenger seat. Once the car started, we rushed back to our shitty motel. While on our way there, Dean was on the phone with someone, I couldn't make out who. I just popped in my headphones and quietly listened to my music and placed my feet on the dashboard. Dean and I never had one day where we could just relax and let loose. Like today, we got called to handle this vampire case while we were in the middle of... hmm. You know what. To me, it's far worse when you get super intimate and touch each other but do not get to the good part than not being touched at all. Dean's super touchy when he's not horny so imagine when he is, GOOD GOD!
"...Babe!" I hear Dean say.
"Hm?" I reply, taking out one of the headphones.
"I was asking if you're still interested in continuing our little activity from before," he flirts, squeezing my thigh.
"Oh, babe. You know I'd love to but, just thinking about that anyone could call anytime is a major turnoff," I reply, turning off my music completely.
"Oh, don't you worry about that, baby. So, you want to, yes or no?"
His smirk told everything. I sat up straight and just glared at him. He kept playing with my thigh for a while.
"What did you do?" I chuckle.
"That's for me to know."
He moves his hand closer, making me feel tingly. It was like this the entire way back. After what seemed like forever, we finally made it to our motel. Dean told me to wait in the car for a bit. I reeked of sweat and blood so I sat uncomfortably in the car. My phone pings with a notification from him, telling me to come inside. I lock the car once I'm at the door. I slowly open it, anxious about what he could've done. Once the door was wide open, I stood there in awe. Rose petals scattered about, lit candles, and some soft romantic music playing. Dean was now stripped completely with nothing but a towel covering him.
"Dean" I gasp.
"Happy anniversary princess."
I close the door and lock it, feeling more and more desperate by the second. Dean tells me to wash off first. He turned on the shower for me and helped me undress as he sneaked a few kisses in. He couldn't help but touch me as I held back my eagerness. The nice warm water hit my back and I just melted. Before dealing with these stupid vampires, we were having a good time. We went for breakfast and Dean had planned a picnic at a regional park. We went swimming for a bit and came back here and got started on our little activity. Once squeaky clean and now, well-shaven too, it was time. As I step out of the restroom, a towel covering me, Dean tells me to close my eyes.
"Close your eyes, make a wish
And blow out the candlelight, for tonight is just about us. We're gonna celebrate all through the night," he says.
