Dean kept his promise of helping me lose weight, we worked out every day, and he even cleaned up his diet for me. Which I honestly didn't believe would happen until he actually did it. In those 3 months I changed a lot. I was now fit and healthy as ever, on top of that now I was a great hunter. I was almost as good as Sam and Dean.
Even better than all of that, mine and Dean's relationship was great. We still hadn't had sex yet, but he taught me how to kiss really well. I think I have mastered that one pretty damn well. But Dean wanted to take things slow, for my sake, Since this is my first relationship he wanted to savor every innocent moment with me.
However that would soon change, We were back at a bonfire, exactly like the one we had 3 months ago, before that crazy night.
"Damn baby you look great" Dean said
"Thanks" I said as I walked out of the bunker to the bright and crackling fire.
I was wearing a nice black crop top, and some leggings. Finally I felt comfortable in my own skin. I was a strong and sexy 140lbs. Most of which was muscle.
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"You still doing ok?" Dean asked cautiously, we had been letting down our walls with each other, and had kept checking in to make sure that we would be ok.
"Yep, no cuts, and my depression is much better now, I'm happy babe." I said, sitting on Dean's lap.
"That's great" he said, handing me a beer
"You good? Usually you always have something you want to talk about."
~Smut warning~
"I'm fine, just a little bit sad. I'm about to ruin your innocence"
"What do you mean?"
"This" Dean said as he took away my bottle of beer and set it aside.
Taking a small breath he looked into my eyes. Then gently placed his hand on my thigh, pulling me into a deep kiss. As soon as he started this kiss he pulled away. "Baby..." but before I could say anything more he moved to kiss my neck. I involuntarily let a small moan slip through my lips.
Slowly Dean started to move his hand up my thigh, and then in between my legs. He was oh so close to touching me. But once again he stopped, this time though it was to pick me up bridal style and lay me on the ground. Once on the ground Dean attacked my lips, with an aggressive and heated kiss. I kissed back with the same amount of force.
I knew where this was leading, and had recently done a little of my own "research." So finding a bit of confidence I nipped at Dean's lower lip, letting my hands run all over his chest. I was rewarded with a slight moan from him. After breaking for a second he quickly pulled his shirt over his head. I had seen him shirtless many times, but for some reason us being so close together, made me feel crazy. As soon as Dean had gotten his shirt off, he practically pounced back on me. Once again we were connected, but this time it was different. He was still needy, but also seemingly more gentle.
