Supernatural Death Note

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Start of a New Life

Dean heard the puppy in the middle of the night, and slipped out of bed. He went to Ben's room, and picked up the dog, heading outside with it. He sat on the porch and watched the puppy run and play, and do its business. He smiled and praised the dog, bringing it into the kitchen for some water. Lisa could hear him having a conversation with the animal.

"Now, Larry, this is a great start. I'm proud of you for calling out when you needed to go outside. You know, I would've loved a dog like you when I was a kid, but that wouldn't have been possible the way we lived. You got to be Ben's best friend. Someone he can laugh with, play with, and cry with. You got to be his protector, Larry. He'll need that from you. Just remember how important a partnership between a boy and his dog really is. You had enough water? Here, let me carry you back there. You sure are soft. I like the way you smell too. We better be quiet and not wake him up. Night, Larry."

Lisa waited until she heard Dean's steady tread down the hall, through the kitchen and towards their room. He slipped back into bed, and snuggled close to her. She could feel his breath against her neck, and his lips softly touch the base of her throat.

She smiled, glad that both he and Ben had each other now and would have more of a chance to bond over Larry the puppy.

Dean's arm went around her pulling her closer to him. "I know you're awake, Lis. You aren't breathing the same." Dean's lips caressed up her neck, he gently sucked her chin, pulling her bottom lip into his mouth, he sucked and nibbled on it, and his tongue slowly entered her mouth. She could feel the full lips pressing against hers and he opened his mouth and took more of hers. His hands slowly began to caress her.

Lisa kissed him back, losing herself in his flavor. "You're too cute sometimes."

"Just sometimes?" he murmured against her mouth. "I thought it was my one true gift: Winchester charm."

She giggled at that. "Even effects puppies."

"What? Oh, Ben and Larry, and Sam and Curly. Yeah, it does."

"You two are going to have your hands full."

"Ben and I will learn together. I bought a book by that dog whisperer guy. I didn't know you could communicate with dead dogs. It says he can help train them."

Lisa laughed. "He's a person who works with dogs by asserting pack behaviors and body language."

"Really? That works?"

"You have your laptop?"

"Not in bed with me, but I bought the book. It came with the stuff that was delivered for all the owners. I bought three copies; one for us, one for Sammy, and one for Bobby. They're gonna be big dogs. They need to learn to behave while they're little."

Dean tried to pull Lisa back into his arms and buried his head into her neck, and she knew he was fixing to mark her. She felt his hands moving.

"What are you up to, silly?"

"What does it look like I'm up to, Lis?" His breath was hot against her neck as his teeth pulled in her skin and his mouth started sucking it in, almost nursing on the tender skin.

"Mmm, getting into trouble," she said quietly.

"Good or bad?" he murmured against her skin, moving over to another spot lower and closer to her shoulders. One hand went up her pajama top, cupping her and gently squeezing.

"Into areas where some of us aren't protected," she moaned.

"I can stop whenever you tell me to, Lis. His head was slowly moving over her shoulder where he'd moved her neckline over.