Dean & Kaitlyn: Prompts & Stuff

Pancakes.

Imagine your OTP standing in the kitchen the morning after. Person A's making pancakes wearing only Person B's old, baggy shirt and underwear. Person B then hugs Person A from behind and Person A playfully complains that the pancakes will burn if Person B keeps distracting him/her.

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Heading to the kitchen only clad in his boxers, Dean stretched. He noticed Kaitlyn already in the kitchen, standing infront of the oven.

Clad in Dean's black t-shirt what he had worn the night before and her red shorts what were peeking out just below where the shirt ended. Her hair was a tangled mess, what hanged loosely down her back.

He had always liked her this way, at the start of the day when her hair was messy and her face was make-up free.

Walking to stand behind her, Dean rested his head on her shoulder as his hands fount her waist. Moving her hair to the side, he placed kisses from her shoulder up to her neck. Tilting her head to the side to allow Dean better access, Kaitlyn closed her eyes as she enjoyed his attention, smiling to herself.

She could literally lose herself if she did nothing but pay attention to anything Dean did to her.

Feeling his hands slide up her - well...his shirt - Kaitlyn opened her eyes, bringing herself back to reality.

"You know, if you keep going on like that you're going to have burnt pancakes for breakfast.", Kaitlyn chimed.

Burying his face in her neck, Dean let out almost a growl.

Giggling, Kaitlyn pulled his hands from under the shirt and turned around to face him. She tiptoed up to place a kiss on his lips. Placing his hand on her neck, Dean deepened the kiss.

Smiling into the kiss, Kaitlyn pulled away, lightly smacking his arm and shook her head.

"You are the biggest distraction."

"Not my fault you can't keep your hands off of me.", Dean smirked.