Dean's Cowgirl /✔

Chapter Eleven

warning: adult content at the end of the chapter. but if y'all watch supernatural it shouldn't be a problem 😉

"peachy." i said sarcastically. Sam and Dean both chuckled at that.

"so i looks like i, um, interrupted, huh?" Sam confirmed.

"dude, you were so intruding." Dean laughs. i just blush. i mean sure, I've hung out with guys, and I've dated guys, but I've never dated one guy and then be best friends with his brother before.

"so did the doc tell you when you can go? it's getting kind of boring in that warehouse." Sam said. i looked at Dean, my face in question. they didn't tell me squat before i fell asleep.

"they said she could go by the end of the week, if she sits still and lets her cuts heal and cover the stitches." i give him an evil look.

"you know I'm anxious to go kick that guy's ass." i informed him.

"yes, but your pain level isn't as high as ours is. you, will stay until doc says." he said, putting the blanket over my chest, tucking me in. i glare at him.

"i can take more than you think. I've just never been sliced apart before." i tell him. "unlike some people." i glanced at Dean and then Sam.

"we'll see." Dean said.

"what does that mean?" i glared at him.

"it just means that if you're going to be staying with us, you need to learn how to fight better. and clothes." he chuckled. wait, staying with them? like, traveling the USA in the impala, hunting things with them? he wants me to stay?

"you want me to travel with you guys?" i asked. Dean looked confused.

"do you not want to?" he asked.

"no i do, it's just that, i didn't think you'd want me to." i said, thrilled.

"oh ok. go to sleep, shorty. you need your rest." Dean kissed my forehead, then left the room with Sam to talk to him. probably about me. or Jake. it didn't matter. i went back to sleep, wanting and needing it.

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one week later

"well, i don't see any reason why you can't go." the doc said. "your stitches have healed over. your body still hasn't entirely healed the cut on your thigh, so you have to be careful with that, but you can go." i jumped up, hugging the doc who had been checking up on me all week. Dean had stayed with me most of the time, playing cards, watching tv, and talking. when he wasn't with me, he was with Sam. Sam spent most of the time, making sure Jake didn't escape.

"thank you, doc." i said as i hugged him.

"y-your welcome." he said as he awkwardly patted my back. Dean jogged up the hall, stopping in front of me, a little bit breathless.

"here you go." he said and handed me my bag of clothes from the motel. i kissed his cheek and ran into the bathroom to put them on, being careful with my thigh. i took off the awful hospital gown and put on my jeans and tank top. i walked out, my hair falling to my waist in soft waves, which was it's natural form. the doc had already left, going to check on other patients. Dean was leaning on the door frame, eyeing my clothes appreciatively. i strode up to him, happy. i jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck. he caught me and held me up off the ground since he was almost a foot taller than me. i tilted my head, his head still a few inches above mine. he looked down at me in amusement. he leaned his head down and smushed his lips against mine, his tongue invading my mouth. one of his hands strayed from the small of my back to rest on my ass. he let go of my mouth and looked down at me, his hand still on my ass. i pecked him on the lips once more, and then slid down his body to the ground. he caught a hold of my hand and we turned to see Paige the nurse staring at me in anger. i stuck my tongue out at her.

"what are you, seven?" Dean chuckled after we had passed by her. i looked at him to find he had been watching me. i blushed. he pulled my hand to reach around his waist and he put his arm around my shoulders. i rested my head on the side of his chest as we walked towards the impala.

"can i drive?" i looked up at him to find him completely shocked.

"you know how to drive a manual transmission?" he asked. i rolled my eyes and smiled.

"of course i do. don't you remember me driving away with it?" his booming laugh sounded like a drum through his chest.

"no you can't drive." i frowned.

"you can sit next to me though." i grinned mischievously. he opened the driver's door and i crawled in before him. he slapped my ass when i was on my hands and knees, causing me to fall spread out over the entire seat. i look back to see his big grin. i get back up on my hands and knees and shake my butt a little bit. his grin disappears when he sees that. he grabs my hips, flipping me over onto my back on the seat. he hovered over me.

"you shouldn't have done that." he said huskily.

"Dean?" he ignored me as his lips attached themselves to my neck, making me giggle.

"Dean. people are looking." i whisper, knowing he's hear me.

"so let them look." he mumbled against my neck, his tongue tickling my skin.

"Dean. there are kids out there, you're going to scar them." he sat up at that and looked at the kids staring at him hovering over my spread legs. i giggle to see his reaction to that. he gets up off of me, sitting me up in the seat before their mother can scold him, sitting next to me. too late. right as Dean closes the door, the mom comes over and knocks on the window. Dean sighs and rolls it down.

"what were you two thinking? right here in the parking lot?" she hissed.

"I'm sorry ma'am we were getting in the car and i got carried away." Dean said smoothly. "you know how it is." i cringed at the mom's reaction, immediately knowing she's a Christian mom. i grew up around a lot of Christian mom's. they disapproved of any kind of display of sexual affection in public. that was strictly for the bedroom only.

"young man, you should know better to keep that in your pants until you get home." she scolded. Dean's face was confused, but he hung his head in a show to get her to go away.

"yes ma'am I'm sorry. you're right." Dean says. the mom's face softens slightly.

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"make sure it doesn't happen again." she said sternly. she walked away and Dean sighed, shaking his head. i started giggling uncontrollably and Dean couldn't help but smile at my laughter. he started the impala and drove away. he wouldn't let me drive so I'm going to get him back. i scoot over until I'm sitting right next to Dean. our thighs are touching. he looks over and grins, putting his arm around me. i slide my hand onto his thigh, rubbing my hand up and down it. he stiffened and i could see his excitement when i looked down, next to my hand. i looked up and grinned. he swallowed. i rubbed up and down his leg for another mile and then i knew he couldn't stand it anymore when he pulled over and put it in park. he gently pushed me over onto the seat hovering over me, my legs wrapped around his waist. he kissed me, more firmly and hurriedly this time. i got into it and pulled his shirt over his head, looking at those magnificent abs before returning my lips to his. I've never done it before. and i mean 'it'. yup I'm still a virgin. I've made out with several guys but I've always believed that when i was really ready, i would put myself out there. and this time i was  going to. as long as i didn't get pregnant. I'm not ready for kids yet. but i am ready for this. Dean lifted my shirt over my head. then not long after that, he reached down and yanked off both of our pants. he was in his boxers and i was in my bra and underwear. he quickly unhooked my bra and tossed it aside.

"Dean?" i mumbled. he grunted, hi lips leaving a fiery hot trail of kisses down my neck. "Dean, i can't get pregnant." i said. he nodded. "i don't have birth control." i said again. he picked up his head, looking down at me. he opened his glove box to pull out a zip-lock bag that had a few condoms in it. he looked down at me sheepishly.

"in case of emergencies." he said and pulled one out.
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Hey y'all hope you don't mind that last scene. I'm enjoying myself writing this so enjoy. ☺

-S