Anna was in a place she hadn't been since her human parents had been killed by demons. It felt as if she were invading space that she no longer belonged and yet, at the same time, it felt like comfort. The mix messages she was getting was confusing as she sat in one of the back pews of the church in the night. Her talk with Michael had shook
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He looked through the peep hole and his eyes widened slightly. It wasn't that Dean wasn't happy to see Anna but it was unusual for her to come to his room. He opened the door and gestured for her to come inside when he saw her expression.
"Hey, what's up?"
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She stepped into his room, but continued until she was right up against Dean. Her hands framed the sides of his face as she leaned in and kissed him, hot and hard. Her body, pressed against his, took comfort in his solid frame as if it needed a place to center itself.
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His arms automatically came around her to pull her body flush with his but not before pushing the door shut. Not that Dean cared about an audience but he'd rather not have one. His head tilted just slightly to deepen the kiss further.
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Her breath was already heavy as she kissed him. The emotions and confusion of her meeting with Michael pouring out with every fevered kiss she gave him. Her hands, too, roamed. She knew Dean's body pretty well. Knew how to touch him. She remember what it was like.
Her fingers were already at the hem of his shirt, inching it up both to touch his skin and to take it off.
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While he was doing that, he pressed her back against the wood of the door, never breaking their heated kiss as he stripped his shirt off his body. Dean was more than happy to give her free roam of his skin.
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"I want you" Anna only broke the kiss long enough to breathlessly speak. Her hands guided Dean's to the hem of her own shirt, wanting, needing him.
(ooc: Anna's momentary lapse of judgment also means she's forgotten she had the angel banishing sigil scarred into her back. Whoopsie for her)
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He pushed the material up until it bunched between them and he moved back just enough to release it and discard it over his shoulder. "I aim to please." His voice was just as rough but he added a wink before he slipped his fingers through her hair and began kissing her again.
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Her palms pressed against the bare flesh of his chest, sliding up to his shoulders, as she kissed him back, pushing with her lips and pulling him towards her with her hands.
Her energy was frenzied, but purposeful as her hands finally released his shoulders and moved to his pants. She unbuttoned them as she pressed against him trying to get as much of her skin to touch his as possible.
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It had been a while since he'd kissed and carried a woman toward his bed in a fever, that the first few steps were unsteady.
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"Dean." Her voice was low and breathy and held silently the thoughts: I want you, I need you, take me away from here.
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