Baby Daddy (S U P E R N A T U R A L fanfic)

The Hookup

Twelve shots into a bottle of tequila Dean turned to me, a lime wedge in his mouth.

"We didn't realise someone was already working the case - sorry if we stepped on your toes." He said, biting into the lime. I shook my head furiously.

"Stop apologising - help is always welcome when fighting vampires." I laughed, licking my salted arm and taking another shot. Wincing as the alcohol burned my throat I noticed the bar was almost empty.

"Where's that other guy?" I asked, looking for a lime wedge I hadn't used.

"He went back to the motel we're staying at." Dean said, his hand caressing my inner thigh. I looked up in time to see him put a fresh line wedge in his mouth so that the skin was in his mouth. Leaning forward slowly his hand travelled up my leg. I licked my lips before taking his face between my hands and biting the lime. Lime juice dribbled down his lips and down my top. Without hesitation I licked it off, sucking his bottom lip. Feeling his hot breath on my cheek I slipped my tongue into his mouth and bound my lips to his. He moaned, his hand expertly undoing the top two buttons of my jeans and slipping into my underwear, his long fingers stroking me. Taking the lime into my mouth I quickly turned my head and spat it out before continuing to kiss him.

I moaned into his mouth as he slipped two fingers into me and continued to stroke me. I felt my hips move in time with his rhythm, keeping pace. Moving his head to my neck, where he kiss and sucked my skin, I took a much needed lung full of air. As my eyes started to roll I closed them, my breath coming in fast short pants. Everywhere he touched sent my body into a hypersensitive frenzy.

"What did you say your name was again?" I asked, my leg lifting around his hip.

"Dem Wenshesta." He mumbled against my skin, his head moving closer to my chest. I pulled at his hair, my body yearning for his to be on top of mine. Pulling my tank top down be began to continue his trail of kisses down my chest, his tongue reaching under my bra and causing my nipples to harden deliciously. Moaning I pushed him away and took his hands out my jeans, breathless. He stared at me confused, tuffs of his hair sticking out in multiple directions.

"My name is Megan Clarke and I have a motel room next door." I said, looking over the bar and taking a bottle of half full whiskey and Deans hand before leading him out the bar.