RED

RED Part 10

As you walked into the steam filled bathroom, you shimmed out of your clothes and pushed them into a pile next to Deans. When you pulled the curtain across and stepped into the shower, he turned just his head and looked at you over his shoulder with a smile that sent heat to your cheeks. Watching as the water ran off his body, you couldn't stop your hand from reaching out to run over his shoulder blades. You felt him shiver at your touch and before you knew it, he turned and had your back against the wet tiles of the shower, earning a soft moan to escape from your lips. You gave into the pleasure that he gave you as he leaned down and placed a kiss onto your neck, but you wanted control. You wanted to repay him back for his treatment earlier. You pushed at his chest making him pull back and look into your eyes as he took in a deep breath.

" Why don't you let someone else be in control for a little bit huh. " You smirked as your hand trailed from his chest, down his stomach, finally finding his now throbbing cock.

His muscles tightened for a second as your fingers gripped him tight, squeezing just a little. You bit your lip before, carefully kissing your way down his body and settling yourself on your knees in front of him. You pumped your hand a few times, the water making your hand slid easily. He groaned deep, as his hand came and rested on the back of your head. He didn't push, but just watched as you moved in and slowly licked his head before putting him in your mouth. Your old Dean was eager to let you take control, but this was the first time this Dean, gave in and let you have your way with him, and you couldn't help but feel that darkness fill up inside you. You hollowed your cheeks and took him in your mouth until you felt him hit the back of your throat. You felt his fingers grab a hold of your hair as you pulled back and swirled your tongue around him, a smirk on your face. You started bobbing your head at a slow but steady pace, as his grip tightened, but he still didn't take over. You were just waiting for that moment. You wanted to see how long it would take him. As you quickened your pace, you noticed that he grabbed a hold of the shower head, keeping himself steady, and before you knew it, you felt his hand push you down on him. Your mouth slipped up and down on him a few more times, then before he could let himself completely go, he pulled you off of him and looked at you, lust filled eyes.

" Come on Dean, let it go. " You demanded keeping your stare up to him.

And with your words, he let it all go and he came, his eyes closing as he let out a moan that you knew he was holding in. This right here, this was a beautiful sight, knowing that you caused that powerful release that he was experiencing. With a smile on your face, you got to your feet and kissed the corner of his open mouth. After he stop shaking, his eyes opened and looked at you. You expected to see the blackness, but you were surprised when you seen those bright green eyes, staring back at you. He didn't say anything, but pulled you to him and kissed you passionately. When he pulled back, he had a soft smile on his face.

After you showered, you got dressed in the room, feeling a wave of satisfaction come over you as you plopped yourself onto the bed, Dean laying next to you. You turned on your side and looked at the freckle face that looked back at you. You felt calm, comfortable, and you couldn't help but smile. You remembered the feeling from years ago when he put his arm around your waist and pulled you onto him. Nothing was said, you just laid your head onto his chest and listened to the sound of his heartbeat. You focused on it while his fingers ran through your hair, both of you drifting off to sleep without a word being said. You hadn't realized that you fell asleep until you felt Dean moving under you. The way his head was moving back and forth, you knew whatever he was seeing wasn't good. You put your hand on his face and leaned into him.

" Dean, Dean wake up. "

His eyes shot open, as he tried to get his breathing under control. He took your hand in his, and gave it a little squeeze.