Restless Heart Syndrome Ch 18/?
Fic title: Restless Heart Syndrome
Genre: SPN Het
Pairing: Sam/ OFC, Dean/OFC (Lexi, played by Eliza Dushku)
Rating: M
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: New town, new school for Sam. It's his fifth high school in three years but John promises it's going to be Sam' s last one. Dean and Sam settle into their new routine and enjoy being normal. A few months after school starts Sam meets Lexi. He could tell she was trouble the moment he laid eyes on her but it's the kind of trouble he's always wanted. Dean feels the same way about the new waitress at the diner.
*This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.*
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17
Chapter 18: Darling One
*Disclaimer: Any recognizable characters belong to kripke. It's his sandbox, I'm just playing with his characters.* This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.
“Feelin' blue cause there's so much to live up to. I wish that somehow, I could give it to you. Oh, won't you rest your worries, Darling one, sweetheart.”
August 14, 2001
This is the worst night of Dean' s life. He can't think of anything else that's been as bad as this. Well, maybe the night of the fire but he doesn't remember much from that night. This though, feels like the rug's been pulled out from under his feet. They had fights before. Hell, it was a common occurrence with Sam and John. The fight tonight though, was epic. Dean hates being in the middle of his brother and father. Absolutely hates it. Tonight when they both tried to get him to take their side, Dean just stood there dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do and before he knew what was happening Sam was walking out the front door. Maybe if he would've said something or done something Sam wouldn't have left.
After Sam takes off Dean gets in the Impala and starts driving. At first, he has no destination, he's just trying to get away from the house. He finds himself in front of the diner and has this overwhelming need to see Lexi. She's the only person in the world besides Sam that gets him. He needs that right now. He needs to wrap his arms around her and hold on tight.
When he walks in she takes one look at him and it's like she knows. Lexi comes out from behind the counter and walks him outside. Once they're out of the diner she pulls him into a hug whispering, “It's okay, Dean. Tell me what happened.” Dean doesn't say a word, he pulls her closer and nuzzles his face into her hair. Lexi rubs his back while asking him what happened. After a few minutes with no answer from Dean, Lexi takes a step back saying, “I'm going to ask Pete if I can leave. It's my last night and we're dead. I'm sure he'll let me leave and then we can go somewhere and talk.”
Dean nods still not trusting his voice. He watches her go inside and thinks about going to find Sam. He brushes the thought aside and tries to justify it by telling himself Sam wouldn't come back anyway. His brother is dead set on leaving hunting behind. Sam's never kept it a secret how much he hates their life and how he wants to be normal. So, Dean's gonna let his little brother go even if it hurts like hell.
Dean's leaning against the Impala smoking a cigarette when Lexi comes back outside five minutes later. He flicks the butt to the ground and opens the passenger door for her. Dean slides behind the wheel, starts the car without saying a word and heads for the lake. He relaxes his hands on the wheel when he feels Lexi rest her hand on his thigh. He's grateful that she doesn't push him to talk, that she can read him well enough to know all he needs is for her to sit next to him. For that, he loves her even more.
When they get to the lake Dean pulls under the trees and throws the car in park. He stares straight ahead, hands flexing on the steering wheel not saying a word.
“Dean,” Lexi whispers, “what happened?”
“Sammy left. He told dad he was going to Stanford. They got in a huge fight. Dad told him if he walked out on us then he should stay gone. And Sammy walked out.” Dean turns twisting in his seat towards her with the most pathetic look on his face, “Everyone leaves me, Lex. Why does everyone leave me?”
Lexi reaches for Dean, pulls him close while running her hands up and down his back. “No, Dean, everyone doesn't leave you. I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere, I swear.”
Dean moves back just enough so he can see Lexi's face. He can tell just by looking at her that what she said was the truth. There's no doubt in his mind that she loves him, it's written all over her face. Dean doesn't know what he's done to deserve her but tonight he's not going to question it. He suddenly wants to kiss her, needs to kiss her is more like it. His hands move up to cup her face, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her cheek before he crushes his lips to hers. Lexi tugs him closer and opens her mouth to let his tongue slip inside her mouth. Dean pulls away resting his forehead against hers. For the first time that night he feels like somehow, everything's going to be okay. Lexi's here, she knows the truth about him and she loves him anyway. Dean runs his thumb along her jaw saying softly, “I love you, Lex.”
Lexi stares into Dean's gold flecked green eyes and smiles. “I love you too.”
She slides her hands down his chest and rests them on his stomach. Her eyes never leaves his when she begins to slowly pull off his belt. Dean places his hands over Lexi's stilling her movements. “Lexi, I didn't bring you out here to fuck. You don't have to do this.”
“I know that but I want to.”
That's all the incentive Dean needs. He wants her so bad. He wants to sink inside her and forget everything. He reaches for her pulling her into a searing kiss. Lexi clutches Dean's t-shirt with one hand while the other slides to the back of his neck to grip his hair. He nips at her bottom lip encouraging her to open her mouth for him. Dean licks into her mouth, curling his tongue around hers as he fights for control of the kiss. She gives up control easily pressing herself as close to Dean as she possibly can. She rocks her hips against his making little mewling noises that drives him crazy. Dean pulls away with a groan. Lexi opens her eyes confused to why he stopped. “Dean, what's...”
“Backseat now.” he says gruffly.
Dean follows Lexi into the backseat pulling his t-shirt off and tossing it into the front seat. He grabs the hem of Lexi's shirt pulling it over her head and tossing it in the same direction as his shirt. He smiles at the sight of her black lace bra. He reaches towards her letting his fingers trail over the lace before he begins tugging at her jeans. She lifts her hips to help him rid her of her jeans which end up somewhere in the front of the car along with their shirts. Dean can't help the Cheshire grin that now graces his face as he takes notice of the black lace boy shorts Lexi is wearing. He knows she wears them because he thinks they're sexy and that just makes him smile even more.
He pulls the straps of her bra off her shoulders before placing kisses along her collarbone. Dean continues kissing her moving up her neck to her jawline until his mouth is hovering at her ear. He lingers there, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine before he kisses his way to the spot behind her ear that drives Lexi crazy. Dean slides a hand up her back to unclasp her bra then tosses it towards the front of the car to join the rest of their clothes.
Lexi pulls his belt free and undoes his jeans. She pushes his jeans and boxers off his hips then slides her hand to wrap around his dick. But Dean has other ideas. He kicks his jeans and boxers off then coaxes her onto her back straddling her thighs while he slides a hand between her legs. He rubs his palm against the lace of her panties causing Lexi to moan softly. Dean leans in to her, his lips brushing her ear and whispers, “I wanna taste you...”
Lexi's breath hitches at his words and her stomach suddenly feels like there's a hundred butterflies fluttering around in it. “Okay.” she squeaks out while closing her eyes.
Dean settles himself between her legs and leans forward to nose her through her panties. She bites down on her bottom lip to stifle her moans but Dean's already taken notice. He looks up at her eyebrow cocked as he runs his hands over her thighs, “Already, Lex? I haven't even taken your panties off.”
Lexi blushes, covers her face with her hands and stammers, “De...Dean...”
He can't help but smile at Lexi's embarrassment. He loves that he can make her blush. “Shhh...” Dean whispers as he slides her panties off and discards them on the Impala's floor. “...'m gonna make you come so hard.”
Dean looks down at her eyes wide and then smiles that shit eating grin of his. He was expecting to see the neat little strip of hair but this was so much better. She's bare, smooth and all he wants to do now is run his tongue along her. He licks his lips, runs his hands down her legs and pushes them apart. Dean leans forward, licks a broad strip along the length of her slit then moans low and dirty. “Hmm you taste so good baby girl.”
Lexi shimmies further down the seat spreading her legs wider to give Dean more access. He smirks and wiggles his eyebrows at her before wrapping his mouth around her clit. Lexi whimpers and slides a hand into his hair. The pleasure is so intense she can't think straight. He's taking his time, running his tongue around her folds before licking another long strip up her slit. Lexi lifts her hips up to get more contact with his mouth and tongue as Dean pulls back slightly.
He smirks at her, throws an arm across her thighs to hold her in place and goes down again. This time he doesn't tease. He goes right down on her with fluttering little licks before licking broad strips along her slit. He scraps his teeth over her clit then wraps his lips around the little bud. He moans low and dirty, the vibrations going right through her. She tightens hold of his hair, fingers gripping and yanking.
She closes her eyes and curses him under her breath. He's building her up, taking her right to the edge and just when she's about to loose it, he pulls back. She's pleading with him, urging him to hurry up but Dean's enjoying this way too much. He loves getting her worked up and have her come undone in his hands. She's almost there.
Lexi's breathing hard, feels like she can't catch her breath. She's so turned on she can't even form full sentences. Whatever Dean's doing to her feels so incredible and intense. He works his index and middle fingers inside her. She's so wet and tight, making these little moans as he curls and pumps his fingers in and out of her. Dean leans down, twirls his tongue around her clit and presses it flat licking her in time with the thrust of his fingers.
The pleasure is so incredibly intense now she feels like she's going to explode. She can feel the pressure building, she's almost there. Lexi bites down on her bottom lip and throws her head back against the passenger door. A few seconds later, she closes her eyes, hips bucking while colors explode behind her eyes. Dean looks up and sees Lexi with her eyes closed, face flushed and head thrown back against the passenger window as she tries to catch her breath. She looks captivating. He can't draw his eyes away from her. To him, she's the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. And now he wants her bad.
Dean surges forward, pushes her down onto the backseat and runs his hands slowly over her breasts, her stomach, her thighs then back up to her waist. He feels like he's in a free fall as he presses his weight against her. His hands trace her curves, the softness of her skin intoxicating him. He grips her hips tight and pulls her flush to him. Dean presses his lips to hers biting down on her bottom lip when he pushes all the way into her in one hard stroke.
Lexi's eyes fly open in surprise, her mouth a perfect little O. She digs her nails into his back clinging tightly to him as he works up a hard steady rhythm. Neither one of them say a word. The only sound in the Impala is their hard breathing and the slap of skin on skin. Dean's okay with that because right now he just wants to get off. He bites down on his lip pushing further and harder into her the way he likes it. Lexi closes her eyes and whimpers making desperate little noises. The sensations rolling over her are too much and she sinks her teeth into his bicep.
Dean knows she's close already. He can feel her legs starting to shake. He digs his fingers into her hips and pounds into her. He wants to feel her come, feel her muscles clench all tight around his dick. He knows it's not going to take much. Dean slides his fingers down between them to rock against her clit. Her nails dig into his back, hips bucking up against his. He moves his fingers faster as he fucks harder into her. “OH FUCK.....DEAN....OH GOD....”
Dean feels her tighten and tremble, he's teetering on the edge. He feels the pressure in his balls tighten sharply when Lexi comes her muscles spasming and clenching around his dick. He closes his eyes, bites down on his bottom lip and picks up the pace. It isn't long before his hips begin to stutter and his body to shake. Three more hard thrusts into her and he's done. Dean collapses on top of her wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in the crook of her neck. He breathes in her scent whispering, “I don't wanna go back there...”
“You don't have to. You're coming home with me.”
“What about your parents?”
“They won't be back till tomorrow night.”
Dean nods and tightens his grip on her. He wants to stay like this, arms securely wrapped around her and forget everything else. He wants to forget about his responsibilities and hunting. He wants to be free of it.
Genre: SPN Het
Pairing: Sam/ OFC, Dean/OFC (Lexi, played by Eliza Dushku)
Rating: M
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: New town, new school for Sam. It's his fifth high school in three years but John promises it's going to be Sam' s last one. Dean and Sam settle into their new routine and enjoy being normal. A few months after school starts Sam meets Lexi. He could tell she was trouble the moment he laid eyes on her but it's the kind of trouble he's always wanted. Dean feels the same way about the new waitress at the diner.
*This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.*
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17
Chapter 18: Darling One
*Disclaimer: Any recognizable characters belong to kripke. It's his sandbox, I'm just playing with his characters.* This is a prequel to Under Your Skin and Wayward Son.
“Feelin' blue cause there's so much to live up to. I wish that somehow, I could give it to you. Oh, won't you rest your worries, Darling one, sweetheart.”
August 14, 2001
This is the worst night of Dean' s life. He can't think of anything else that's been as bad as this. Well, maybe the night of the fire but he doesn't remember much from that night. This though, feels like the rug's been pulled out from under his feet. They had fights before. Hell, it was a common occurrence with Sam and John. The fight tonight though, was epic. Dean hates being in the middle of his brother and father. Absolutely hates it. Tonight when they both tried to get him to take their side, Dean just stood there dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do and before he knew what was happening Sam was walking out the front door. Maybe if he would've said something or done something Sam wouldn't have left.
After Sam takes off Dean gets in the Impala and starts driving. At first, he has no destination, he's just trying to get away from the house. He finds himself in front of the diner and has this overwhelming need to see Lexi. She's the only person in the world besides Sam that gets him. He needs that right now. He needs to wrap his arms around her and hold on tight.
When he walks in she takes one look at him and it's like she knows. Lexi comes out from behind the counter and walks him outside. Once they're out of the diner she pulls him into a hug whispering, “It's okay, Dean. Tell me what happened.” Dean doesn't say a word, he pulls her closer and nuzzles his face into her hair. Lexi rubs his back while asking him what happened. After a few minutes with no answer from Dean, Lexi takes a step back saying, “I'm going to ask Pete if I can leave. It's my last night and we're dead. I'm sure he'll let me leave and then we can go somewhere and talk.”
Dean nods still not trusting his voice. He watches her go inside and thinks about going to find Sam. He brushes the thought aside and tries to justify it by telling himself Sam wouldn't come back anyway. His brother is dead set on leaving hunting behind. Sam's never kept it a secret how much he hates their life and how he wants to be normal. So, Dean's gonna let his little brother go even if it hurts like hell.
Dean's leaning against the Impala smoking a cigarette when Lexi comes back outside five minutes later. He flicks the butt to the ground and opens the passenger door for her. Dean slides behind the wheel, starts the car without saying a word and heads for the lake. He relaxes his hands on the wheel when he feels Lexi rest her hand on his thigh. He's grateful that she doesn't push him to talk, that she can read him well enough to know all he needs is for her to sit next to him. For that, he loves her even more.
When they get to the lake Dean pulls under the trees and throws the car in park. He stares straight ahead, hands flexing on the steering wheel not saying a word.
“Dean,” Lexi whispers, “what happened?”
“Sammy left. He told dad he was going to Stanford. They got in a huge fight. Dad told him if he walked out on us then he should stay gone. And Sammy walked out.” Dean turns twisting in his seat towards her with the most pathetic look on his face, “Everyone leaves me, Lex. Why does everyone leave me?”
Lexi reaches for Dean, pulls him close while running her hands up and down his back. “No, Dean, everyone doesn't leave you. I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere, I swear.”
Dean moves back just enough so he can see Lexi's face. He can tell just by looking at her that what she said was the truth. There's no doubt in his mind that she loves him, it's written all over her face. Dean doesn't know what he's done to deserve her but tonight he's not going to question it. He suddenly wants to kiss her, needs to kiss her is more like it. His hands move up to cup her face, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her cheek before he crushes his lips to hers. Lexi tugs him closer and opens her mouth to let his tongue slip inside her mouth. Dean pulls away resting his forehead against hers. For the first time that night he feels like somehow, everything's going to be okay. Lexi's here, she knows the truth about him and she loves him anyway. Dean runs his thumb along her jaw saying softly, “I love you, Lex.”
Lexi stares into Dean's gold flecked green eyes and smiles. “I love you too.”
She slides her hands down his chest and rests them on his stomach. Her eyes never leaves his when she begins to slowly pull off his belt. Dean places his hands over Lexi's stilling her movements. “Lexi, I didn't bring you out here to fuck. You don't have to do this.”
“I know that but I want to.”
That's all the incentive Dean needs. He wants her so bad. He wants to sink inside her and forget everything. He reaches for her pulling her into a searing kiss. Lexi clutches Dean's t-shirt with one hand while the other slides to the back of his neck to grip his hair. He nips at her bottom lip encouraging her to open her mouth for him. Dean licks into her mouth, curling his tongue around hers as he fights for control of the kiss. She gives up control easily pressing herself as close to Dean as she possibly can. She rocks her hips against his making little mewling noises that drives him crazy. Dean pulls away with a groan. Lexi opens her eyes confused to why he stopped. “Dean, what's...”
“Backseat now.” he says gruffly.
Dean follows Lexi into the backseat pulling his t-shirt off and tossing it into the front seat. He grabs the hem of Lexi's shirt pulling it over her head and tossing it in the same direction as his shirt. He smiles at the sight of her black lace bra. He reaches towards her letting his fingers trail over the lace before he begins tugging at her jeans. She lifts her hips to help him rid her of her jeans which end up somewhere in the front of the car along with their shirts. Dean can't help the Cheshire grin that now graces his face as he takes notice of the black lace boy shorts Lexi is wearing. He knows she wears them because he thinks they're sexy and that just makes him smile even more.
He pulls the straps of her bra off her shoulders before placing kisses along her collarbone. Dean continues kissing her moving up her neck to her jawline until his mouth is hovering at her ear. He lingers there, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine before he kisses his way to the spot behind her ear that drives Lexi crazy. Dean slides a hand up her back to unclasp her bra then tosses it towards the front of the car to join the rest of their clothes.
Lexi pulls his belt free and undoes his jeans. She pushes his jeans and boxers off his hips then slides her hand to wrap around his dick. But Dean has other ideas. He kicks his jeans and boxers off then coaxes her onto her back straddling her thighs while he slides a hand between her legs. He rubs his palm against the lace of her panties causing Lexi to moan softly. Dean leans in to her, his lips brushing her ear and whispers, “I wanna taste you...”
Lexi's breath hitches at his words and her stomach suddenly feels like there's a hundred butterflies fluttering around in it. “Okay.” she squeaks out while closing her eyes.
Dean settles himself between her legs and leans forward to nose her through her panties. She bites down on her bottom lip to stifle her moans but Dean's already taken notice. He looks up at her eyebrow cocked as he runs his hands over her thighs, “Already, Lex? I haven't even taken your panties off.”
Lexi blushes, covers her face with her hands and stammers, “De...Dean...”
He can't help but smile at Lexi's embarrassment. He loves that he can make her blush. “Shhh...” Dean whispers as he slides her panties off and discards them on the Impala's floor. “...'m gonna make you come so hard.”
Dean looks down at her eyes wide and then smiles that shit eating grin of his. He was expecting to see the neat little strip of hair but this was so much better. She's bare, smooth and all he wants to do now is run his tongue along her. He licks his lips, runs his hands down her legs and pushes them apart. Dean leans forward, licks a broad strip along the length of her slit then moans low and dirty. “Hmm you taste so good baby girl.”
Lexi shimmies further down the seat spreading her legs wider to give Dean more access. He smirks and wiggles his eyebrows at her before wrapping his mouth around her clit. Lexi whimpers and slides a hand into his hair. The pleasure is so intense she can't think straight. He's taking his time, running his tongue around her folds before licking another long strip up her slit. Lexi lifts her hips up to get more contact with his mouth and tongue as Dean pulls back slightly.
He smirks at her, throws an arm across her thighs to hold her in place and goes down again. This time he doesn't tease. He goes right down on her with fluttering little licks before licking broad strips along her slit. He scraps his teeth over her clit then wraps his lips around the little bud. He moans low and dirty, the vibrations going right through her. She tightens hold of his hair, fingers gripping and yanking.
She closes her eyes and curses him under her breath. He's building her up, taking her right to the edge and just when she's about to loose it, he pulls back. She's pleading with him, urging him to hurry up but Dean's enjoying this way too much. He loves getting her worked up and have her come undone in his hands. She's almost there.
Lexi's breathing hard, feels like she can't catch her breath. She's so turned on she can't even form full sentences. Whatever Dean's doing to her feels so incredible and intense. He works his index and middle fingers inside her. She's so wet and tight, making these little moans as he curls and pumps his fingers in and out of her. Dean leans down, twirls his tongue around her clit and presses it flat licking her in time with the thrust of his fingers.
The pleasure is so incredibly intense now she feels like she's going to explode. She can feel the pressure building, she's almost there. Lexi bites down on her bottom lip and throws her head back against the passenger door. A few seconds later, she closes her eyes, hips bucking while colors explode behind her eyes. Dean looks up and sees Lexi with her eyes closed, face flushed and head thrown back against the passenger window as she tries to catch her breath. She looks captivating. He can't draw his eyes away from her. To him, she's the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. And now he wants her bad.
Dean surges forward, pushes her down onto the backseat and runs his hands slowly over her breasts, her stomach, her thighs then back up to her waist. He feels like he's in a free fall as he presses his weight against her. His hands trace her curves, the softness of her skin intoxicating him. He grips her hips tight and pulls her flush to him. Dean presses his lips to hers biting down on her bottom lip when he pushes all the way into her in one hard stroke.
Lexi's eyes fly open in surprise, her mouth a perfect little O. She digs her nails into his back clinging tightly to him as he works up a hard steady rhythm. Neither one of them say a word. The only sound in the Impala is their hard breathing and the slap of skin on skin. Dean's okay with that because right now he just wants to get off. He bites down on his lip pushing further and harder into her the way he likes it. Lexi closes her eyes and whimpers making desperate little noises. The sensations rolling over her are too much and she sinks her teeth into his bicep.
Dean knows she's close already. He can feel her legs starting to shake. He digs his fingers into her hips and pounds into her. He wants to feel her come, feel her muscles clench all tight around his dick. He knows it's not going to take much. Dean slides his fingers down between them to rock against her clit. Her nails dig into his back, hips bucking up against his. He moves his fingers faster as he fucks harder into her. “OH FUCK.....DEAN....OH GOD....”
Dean feels her tighten and tremble, he's teetering on the edge. He feels the pressure in his balls tighten sharply when Lexi comes her muscles spasming and clenching around his dick. He closes his eyes, bites down on his bottom lip and picks up the pace. It isn't long before his hips begin to stutter and his body to shake. Three more hard thrusts into her and he's done. Dean collapses on top of her wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in the crook of her neck. He breathes in her scent whispering, “I don't wanna go back there...”
“You don't have to. You're coming home with me.”
“What about your parents?”
“They won't be back till tomorrow night.”
Dean nods and tightens his grip on her. He wants to stay like this, arms securely wrapped around her and forget everything else. He wants to forget about his responsibilities and hunting. He wants to be free of it.