Restless Heart Syndrome Ch 38/?
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.*
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Chapter 38: Feel Like Making Love
*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. I hope you like it!
“Baby, when I think about you, I think about love. Darling, don't live without you and your love. If I had those golden dreams of my yesterdays, I would wrap you in the Heaven 'til I'm dying on the way. Feel like making, feel like making love, feel like making love, feel like making love, feel like making love to you.”
December 8, 2004
A lot has happened in the two years after the Yellow eyed demon showed up in New Orleans. Dean is back to hunting. He started hunting six months after the incident. He hunts mostly on his own now, only joining up with John on big hunts. Another change that’s happened is his relationship with Sam, or the lack of one. About a year ago Sam broke it off with Jackie over the phone. Sam’s phone calls and texts to Dean started to dwindle and then eventually stopped all together. The one constant in Dean’s life is Lexi.
They've been living together for three years now. Hell, Dean's surprised that they're still together. When they met back in Ashland, he never thought he'd be in a long term relationship. But here they are. Lexi will be graduating next year and what comes after that, Dean has no clue. He's scared to think about it but he knows damn well Lexi has. She's already brought up the subject of them getting engaged and if Dean was being totally honest, it freaks him the hell out.
He doesn't want to get married. Dean has no intention of getting married. It's not because he doesn't love Lexi or that he's afraid to make that commitment. In all honesty, he does love her. He loves her more than he ever thought possible, more than he can put into words. Simply put, she's it for him. But it hasn't changed his mind about getting hitched.
Truth is, he doesn't need a piece of paper to remind him how he feels about Lexi. What really scares him is that she might walk out the door if he doesn't put a ring on her finger. Then he thinks that maybe that wouldn't be a bad thing. What's that saying? If you love something you should let it go. Maybe that's what he should do. Dean should let Lexi go. She'd be safe and be able to live a normal, apple pie life. Dean could live without her if he knew she was happy and safe. He never intended to drag her into this life. She deserves better than that. Dean knows she deserves better than him.
It’s more than obvious to him considering he’s covered in blood. The blood isn’t his, well most of it isn’t his any ways. The majority of it belongs to the succubus he’s just beheaded. It’s been a long day. Who knew there were actually three of these bitches preying on the men in this area?
*~*~*
It’s been a long day for Lexi too. The end of the semester is always stressful and she hates it. This time though, it just feels so much worse than usual. She drops her purse and school bag at the foot of the bed and then crosses the room to Dean’s dresser. Lexi takes out his favorite Led Zeppelin t-shirt and quickly changes into it. The moment she pulls the shirt over her head all she can smell is Dean. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and lets his scent engulf her. Lexi needs to hear his voice.
Lexi cradles the phone closer, a smile lighting up her face the moment she hears Dean's voice come over the line. “Hey, baby girl, it's late. Everything alright?”
“Yeah. I miss you and just wanted to hear your voice before I went to sleep.”
Dean chuckles, his voice softening when he speaks. “I miss you too. Me and dad are about to wrap this case up. I'll be home for your birthday. Twenty one...you wanna do something special?”
“Um not really. I was just thinking we can do a pub crawl on bourbon st. start at the bar closest to the apartment and work our way down.”
“That sounds like a plan. Lemme go baby I got a grave to dig.”
“Do I even wanna know?” Lexi teases.
“No.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“Me too, Babe.”
December 10, 2004
The morning starts like every other Friday for Lexi. She gets up, grabs a cup of coffee and goes to class. Once she gets to class is when the day takes a left turn. Her stomach begins to bother her, then the nausea sets in. This has been happening for over a week. Of course Lexi brushes it off as just some bug she’s picked up. She can't brush it off today though. The thing that’s making her nauseous is the smell of some guy's cologne. It gets so bad that she has to leave in the middle of class to go to the Ladies’ Room to puke her guts out.
Jackie comes in a few minutes later to check on Lexi. She finds her sitting on the floor, back against the tile wall, with a wet paper towel pressed to her forehead. “How you feeling?”
“Like shit run over.”
Jackie looks her best friend over then raises an eyebrow. “Hm. Maybe Ace knocked you up.”
“No...” Lexi replies shaking her head. “No way.”
“You sure?”
Lexi glances up at Jackie her face pale. “Oh fuck me...”
“Yeah, I think that's what got you into this mess.”
December 13, 2004
Lexi lays in bed reading as she waits for Dean to get back from his latest hunt. She needs to talk to him but she has no idea what she’s going to say. And she has no idea how Dean is going to react to her news. That downright terrifies her. She keeps going over the outcomes in her head but all that's done is make her even more anxious. She reaches over, grabs the ultrasound picture of the night stand then stares at it.
Lexi takes a deep breath when she hears Dean enter the apartment. She slips the picture inside her book and waits for him to come into their bedroom. A few minutes later Dean opens the bedroom door his eyes immediately landing on her. He raises his eyebrow as he asks, “Lex, baby, what are you doing up? It's after one.”
“I was waiting for you.”
Dean drops his bag by the door and crosses the room to where she is. He sits on the bed his eyes filled with concern. “What's wrong?”
Lexi lowers her eyes to her hands while worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. She's suddenly terrified to tell him. All she can think about is him grabbing his stuff and walking out after she tells him. Dean places his hand over hers and squeezes. “Lexi, talk to me.” He says gently.
She looks up at him his hand warm and rough against hers and he squeezes again. “I sent you a text earlier...”
“I didn't get it. Phone died and I had to get a car charger.”
“Is it charged now?”
“Yeah, but, Lex, I’m here just tell me.”
“Just check your phone.” she says trying not to show how panicked she is.
Dean checks his phone and opens the text from Lexi. It reads, 'Look what you did now.', attached with a picture. He stares at the picture and then at Lexi not bothering to hide his confusion. “Lexi, is this what I think it is...”
She doesn’t say a word. Lexi nods instead. Dean looks down at his phone again and swallows. He’s quiet for a beat then Dean stares at her with wide eyes. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, seriously. I'm pregnant.” Lexi states while she hands him the ultrasound picture. “Eight weeks actually. I'm due at the end of July.”
“Holy shit...”
“Dean if you don't want...” Lexi begins before he cuts her off.
“What? Lex, no, it's not that. I just wasn't expecting...shit. I slipped one pass the goalie.” Dean licks his lips and stares at the picture in his hand. He glances back up at Lexi after a few minutes asking, “What do you wanna do?”
“I wanna have the baby.”
“Okay.” He says softly taking both her hands in his. “What about medical school though?”
“I'm due a month before I have to start med school. I can do this.”
“You mean WE can do this.” Dean states firmly. “I ain't going anywhere Lex.”
“You're okay with this? I thought you didn't want kids.”
“Yeah, I didn't but it's not why you think. The life I live Lexi is no place for a kid. A hunter's kid never gets to be a kid. Hell, I never was. And I don't wanna raise a kid into it like I was. It’s never been about you or not wanting a family with you.”
“You're still a hunter.”
“I don't have to be. I can stop right now, get a job, be normal. I'd do that for you, for us.”
“You would and you’re sure you’re okay with this?” Lexi questions.
Dean reaches for her hand and interlaces their fingers as he says, “Of course. I’d do anything for you, Baby girl. Honestly, I'm scared shitless but I'm okay with it. I'm gonna back whatever you wanna do. And when you start med school, we'll figure it out. We'll make it work but there's one last hunt I gotta do. When my dad finally finds the thing that killed my mom, I gotta be there.”
“I know you do but Dean I don't expect anything from you. If you're not ready for this it's okay. You don't have to stay...”
Dean surges forward cupping Lexi's face in his hands. He searches her face with gentle eyes before tilting his head and pressing his lips to hers. “Lex, you're it for me. I love you. Don't you know that by now?” He whispers against her lips.
Lexi tugs him closer, clinging to him, desperate to reassure herself that what Dean said is true. “Don't leave me.” She chants over and over like a mantra.
It breaks his heart to hear the desperation in her voice. He knows whatever he says won't make a difference. Lexi has always doubted his feelings for her. And Dean knows he is partly to blame for that. So, he doesn't say anything. He pulls her close, tightens his arms around her and holds her against his chest. Lexi rests her head on his shoulder and closes her eyes. 'Dean's here, he's not running away.' she tells herself before Dean places a soft kiss to her temple.
“I love you.” Dean says into her hair and for the first time in a long time Lexi lets herself believe him. He leans back just enough so he can see at her face. He doesn't like what he sees. She looks frightened. He can practically see the doubts that are running through her head.
Dean inches forward, his lips gently brushing against hers before trailing them down her neck. Lexi runs her hands up his back and pulls Dean down with her, spreading her legs so Dean can slot between them. He moves his mouth to chew on the shell of her ear and rocks his hips against hers before trailing his lips to her neck. Dean alternates between little nips of his teeth and soft kisses before sucking marks into her neck. He sucks at her neck until Lexi’s whimpering his name, her nails digging into his back.
He reluctantly pulls away and sits back on his heels. Dean runs his fingers along Lexi’s collar bone and then brushes the spaghetti straps off her shoulders. She sits up as he grasps the hem of her nightgown. He pulls it over her head, tosses it onto the floor and then strips off his own shirt. Dean coaxes her onto her back straddling her thighs. Leaning forward, he places gentle kisses to her shoulders and the top of her breasts. Lexi's breathing hard, nails digging into his back as she shifts under his weight. “Dean...”
“Shh,” Dean soothes while he tracing her curves leisurely with his fingertips. He rests his hands on her hips then bends down to kiss her, “not, yet.”
She tugs his belt free and eases his jeans and boxers off his hips. Dean kicks them off then rolls them onto their sides. He pulls her leg up placing it on top of his. “What are you doing?” She whispers.
“I'm about to fuck you nice and slow.”
“Oh, really?”
“Hmm hmmm.” Dean hummed against Lexi’s ear, the blunt head of his cock nudging her entrance.
She pulls back just enough to look at Dean and moves her hands down to grab his ass. His eyes lock onto hers widening in surprise as Lexi pushes his ass and lifts her hips causing him to slide into her in one smooth stroke.
“Fuck, Lexi…” Dean buries his face against Lexi’s neck and takes a deep breath. She feels so fucking good, tight and slick. it’s taking all his self-control not to come before they really start. All Dean wants to do is flip her onto her stomach and take her hard and fast. He closes his eyes and takes another deep breath.
He brushes his lips against hers once more and then he starts moving slow and deep, setting up a deliciously lazy rhythm that has her arching her back and making those breathy moans he loves so much. Dean pulls back so he can see Lexi’s face. He loves to watch her during sex. He can’t get enough of the noises she makes or the way she bites her bottom lip as he thrusts into her. Right now, the slow burn pace they’re moving at has Dean coming apart with every snap of his hips. She feels so incredible. Lexi’s nails raking down his back, the sounds she’s making and the feel of his cock stretching her as he moves inside her already has Dean teetering on the edge.
He doesn’t pick up the pace, instead he interlaces his fingers through Lexi’s, his eyes never leaving hers. His lips move against hers gently as Dean continues rolling his hips in a slow rhythm. The come together, trembling, Lexi making a high pitched moan and Dean clenching his jaw as he grunts out her name.
Dean rests his head against her forehead and smiles. It’s been a while since he’s taken his time with her like this. After a hunt, Dean usually finds himself with his jeans pooled around his ankles as he bends Lexi over some random piece of furniture in the apartment, her skirt hiked up to her waist. The sex is rough, fast and meaningless, nothing more than a release of adrenaline for him. But being intimate with Lexi like this, it’s a hundred times better.
He places his hands on her stomach and inches closer to brush his lips to hers. “Lex,” he says, his voice barely a whisper, “do you wanna get married?”
“I...”
“I mean, I...I thought...” Dean stammers his face falling.
“Yeah, I do, someday but not now Dean.”
“Someday like when you finish med school?”
“Yeah.” Lexi whispers pulling him closer. “I want to be able to plan our wedding and enjoy it. I don’t want to be worrying about papers or residencies. I want to be able to focus on us and our day.”
Dean tightens his arms around her and kisses her gently. “Ok, then. Whenever you’re ready, you just tell me where to show up and I’ll be there.”
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 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37
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Chapter 38: Feel Like Making Love
*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. I hope you like it!
“Baby, when I think about you, I think about love. Darling, don't live without you and your love. If I had those golden dreams of my yesterdays, I would wrap you in the Heaven 'til I'm dying on the way. Feel like making, feel like making love, feel like making love, feel like making love, feel like making love to you.”
December 8, 2004
A lot has happened in the two years after the Yellow eyed demon showed up in New Orleans. Dean is back to hunting. He started hunting six months after the incident. He hunts mostly on his own now, only joining up with John on big hunts. Another change that’s happened is his relationship with Sam, or the lack of one. About a year ago Sam broke it off with Jackie over the phone. Sam’s phone calls and texts to Dean started to dwindle and then eventually stopped all together. The one constant in Dean’s life is Lexi.
They've been living together for three years now. Hell, Dean's surprised that they're still together. When they met back in Ashland, he never thought he'd be in a long term relationship. But here they are. Lexi will be graduating next year and what comes after that, Dean has no clue. He's scared to think about it but he knows damn well Lexi has. She's already brought up the subject of them getting engaged and if Dean was being totally honest, it freaks him the hell out.
He doesn't want to get married. Dean has no intention of getting married. It's not because he doesn't love Lexi or that he's afraid to make that commitment. In all honesty, he does love her. He loves her more than he ever thought possible, more than he can put into words. Simply put, she's it for him. But it hasn't changed his mind about getting hitched.
Truth is, he doesn't need a piece of paper to remind him how he feels about Lexi. What really scares him is that she might walk out the door if he doesn't put a ring on her finger. Then he thinks that maybe that wouldn't be a bad thing. What's that saying? If you love something you should let it go. Maybe that's what he should do. Dean should let Lexi go. She'd be safe and be able to live a normal, apple pie life. Dean could live without her if he knew she was happy and safe. He never intended to drag her into this life. She deserves better than that. Dean knows she deserves better than him.
It’s more than obvious to him considering he’s covered in blood. The blood isn’t his, well most of it isn’t his any ways. The majority of it belongs to the succubus he’s just beheaded. It’s been a long day. Who knew there were actually three of these bitches preying on the men in this area?
*~*~*
It’s been a long day for Lexi too. The end of the semester is always stressful and she hates it. This time though, it just feels so much worse than usual. She drops her purse and school bag at the foot of the bed and then crosses the room to Dean’s dresser. Lexi takes out his favorite Led Zeppelin t-shirt and quickly changes into it. The moment she pulls the shirt over her head all she can smell is Dean. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and lets his scent engulf her. Lexi needs to hear his voice.
Lexi cradles the phone closer, a smile lighting up her face the moment she hears Dean's voice come over the line. “Hey, baby girl, it's late. Everything alright?”
“Yeah. I miss you and just wanted to hear your voice before I went to sleep.”
Dean chuckles, his voice softening when he speaks. “I miss you too. Me and dad are about to wrap this case up. I'll be home for your birthday. Twenty one...you wanna do something special?”
“Um not really. I was just thinking we can do a pub crawl on bourbon st. start at the bar closest to the apartment and work our way down.”
“That sounds like a plan. Lemme go baby I got a grave to dig.”
“Do I even wanna know?” Lexi teases.
“No.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“Me too, Babe.”
December 10, 2004
The morning starts like every other Friday for Lexi. She gets up, grabs a cup of coffee and goes to class. Once she gets to class is when the day takes a left turn. Her stomach begins to bother her, then the nausea sets in. This has been happening for over a week. Of course Lexi brushes it off as just some bug she’s picked up. She can't brush it off today though. The thing that’s making her nauseous is the smell of some guy's cologne. It gets so bad that she has to leave in the middle of class to go to the Ladies’ Room to puke her guts out.
Jackie comes in a few minutes later to check on Lexi. She finds her sitting on the floor, back against the tile wall, with a wet paper towel pressed to her forehead. “How you feeling?”
“Like shit run over.”
Jackie looks her best friend over then raises an eyebrow. “Hm. Maybe Ace knocked you up.”
“No...” Lexi replies shaking her head. “No way.”
“You sure?”
Lexi glances up at Jackie her face pale. “Oh fuck me...”
“Yeah, I think that's what got you into this mess.”
December 13, 2004
Lexi lays in bed reading as she waits for Dean to get back from his latest hunt. She needs to talk to him but she has no idea what she’s going to say. And she has no idea how Dean is going to react to her news. That downright terrifies her. She keeps going over the outcomes in her head but all that's done is make her even more anxious. She reaches over, grabs the ultrasound picture of the night stand then stares at it.
Lexi takes a deep breath when she hears Dean enter the apartment. She slips the picture inside her book and waits for him to come into their bedroom. A few minutes later Dean opens the bedroom door his eyes immediately landing on her. He raises his eyebrow as he asks, “Lex, baby, what are you doing up? It's after one.”
“I was waiting for you.”
Dean drops his bag by the door and crosses the room to where she is. He sits on the bed his eyes filled with concern. “What's wrong?”
Lexi lowers her eyes to her hands while worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. She's suddenly terrified to tell him. All she can think about is him grabbing his stuff and walking out after she tells him. Dean places his hand over hers and squeezes. “Lexi, talk to me.” He says gently.
She looks up at him his hand warm and rough against hers and he squeezes again. “I sent you a text earlier...”
“I didn't get it. Phone died and I had to get a car charger.”
“Is it charged now?”
“Yeah, but, Lex, I’m here just tell me.”
“Just check your phone.” she says trying not to show how panicked she is.
Dean checks his phone and opens the text from Lexi. It reads, 'Look what you did now.', attached with a picture. He stares at the picture and then at Lexi not bothering to hide his confusion. “Lexi, is this what I think it is...”
She doesn’t say a word. Lexi nods instead. Dean looks down at his phone again and swallows. He’s quiet for a beat then Dean stares at her with wide eyes. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, seriously. I'm pregnant.” Lexi states while she hands him the ultrasound picture. “Eight weeks actually. I'm due at the end of July.”
“Holy shit...”
“Dean if you don't want...” Lexi begins before he cuts her off.
“What? Lex, no, it's not that. I just wasn't expecting...shit. I slipped one pass the goalie.” Dean licks his lips and stares at the picture in his hand. He glances back up at Lexi after a few minutes asking, “What do you wanna do?”
“I wanna have the baby.”
“Okay.” He says softly taking both her hands in his. “What about medical school though?”
“I'm due a month before I have to start med school. I can do this.”
“You mean WE can do this.” Dean states firmly. “I ain't going anywhere Lex.”
“You're okay with this? I thought you didn't want kids.”
“Yeah, I didn't but it's not why you think. The life I live Lexi is no place for a kid. A hunter's kid never gets to be a kid. Hell, I never was. And I don't wanna raise a kid into it like I was. It’s never been about you or not wanting a family with you.”
“You're still a hunter.”
“I don't have to be. I can stop right now, get a job, be normal. I'd do that for you, for us.”
“You would and you’re sure you’re okay with this?” Lexi questions.
Dean reaches for her hand and interlaces their fingers as he says, “Of course. I’d do anything for you, Baby girl. Honestly, I'm scared shitless but I'm okay with it. I'm gonna back whatever you wanna do. And when you start med school, we'll figure it out. We'll make it work but there's one last hunt I gotta do. When my dad finally finds the thing that killed my mom, I gotta be there.”
“I know you do but Dean I don't expect anything from you. If you're not ready for this it's okay. You don't have to stay...”
Dean surges forward cupping Lexi's face in his hands. He searches her face with gentle eyes before tilting his head and pressing his lips to hers. “Lex, you're it for me. I love you. Don't you know that by now?” He whispers against her lips.
Lexi tugs him closer, clinging to him, desperate to reassure herself that what Dean said is true. “Don't leave me.” She chants over and over like a mantra.
It breaks his heart to hear the desperation in her voice. He knows whatever he says won't make a difference. Lexi has always doubted his feelings for her. And Dean knows he is partly to blame for that. So, he doesn't say anything. He pulls her close, tightens his arms around her and holds her against his chest. Lexi rests her head on his shoulder and closes her eyes. 'Dean's here, he's not running away.' she tells herself before Dean places a soft kiss to her temple.
“I love you.” Dean says into her hair and for the first time in a long time Lexi lets herself believe him. He leans back just enough so he can see at her face. He doesn't like what he sees. She looks frightened. He can practically see the doubts that are running through her head.
Dean inches forward, his lips gently brushing against hers before trailing them down her neck. Lexi runs her hands up his back and pulls Dean down with her, spreading her legs so Dean can slot between them. He moves his mouth to chew on the shell of her ear and rocks his hips against hers before trailing his lips to her neck. Dean alternates between little nips of his teeth and soft kisses before sucking marks into her neck. He sucks at her neck until Lexi’s whimpering his name, her nails digging into his back.
He reluctantly pulls away and sits back on his heels. Dean runs his fingers along Lexi’s collar bone and then brushes the spaghetti straps off her shoulders. She sits up as he grasps the hem of her nightgown. He pulls it over her head, tosses it onto the floor and then strips off his own shirt. Dean coaxes her onto her back straddling her thighs. Leaning forward, he places gentle kisses to her shoulders and the top of her breasts. Lexi's breathing hard, nails digging into his back as she shifts under his weight. “Dean...”
“Shh,” Dean soothes while he tracing her curves leisurely with his fingertips. He rests his hands on her hips then bends down to kiss her, “not, yet.”
She tugs his belt free and eases his jeans and boxers off his hips. Dean kicks them off then rolls them onto their sides. He pulls her leg up placing it on top of his. “What are you doing?” She whispers.
“I'm about to fuck you nice and slow.”
“Oh, really?”
“Hmm hmmm.” Dean hummed against Lexi’s ear, the blunt head of his cock nudging her entrance.
She pulls back just enough to look at Dean and moves her hands down to grab his ass. His eyes lock onto hers widening in surprise as Lexi pushes his ass and lifts her hips causing him to slide into her in one smooth stroke.
“Fuck, Lexi…” Dean buries his face against Lexi’s neck and takes a deep breath. She feels so fucking good, tight and slick. it’s taking all his self-control not to come before they really start. All Dean wants to do is flip her onto her stomach and take her hard and fast. He closes his eyes and takes another deep breath.
He brushes his lips against hers once more and then he starts moving slow and deep, setting up a deliciously lazy rhythm that has her arching her back and making those breathy moans he loves so much. Dean pulls back so he can see Lexi’s face. He loves to watch her during sex. He can’t get enough of the noises she makes or the way she bites her bottom lip as he thrusts into her. Right now, the slow burn pace they’re moving at has Dean coming apart with every snap of his hips. She feels so incredible. Lexi’s nails raking down his back, the sounds she’s making and the feel of his cock stretching her as he moves inside her already has Dean teetering on the edge.
He doesn’t pick up the pace, instead he interlaces his fingers through Lexi’s, his eyes never leaving hers. His lips move against hers gently as Dean continues rolling his hips in a slow rhythm. The come together, trembling, Lexi making a high pitched moan and Dean clenching his jaw as he grunts out her name.
Dean rests his head against her forehead and smiles. It’s been a while since he’s taken his time with her like this. After a hunt, Dean usually finds himself with his jeans pooled around his ankles as he bends Lexi over some random piece of furniture in the apartment, her skirt hiked up to her waist. The sex is rough, fast and meaningless, nothing more than a release of adrenaline for him. But being intimate with Lexi like this, it’s a hundred times better.
He places his hands on her stomach and inches closer to brush his lips to hers. “Lex,” he says, his voice barely a whisper, “do you wanna get married?”
“I...”
“I mean, I...I thought...” Dean stammers his face falling.
“Yeah, I do, someday but not now Dean.”
“Someday like when you finish med school?”
“Yeah.” Lexi whispers pulling him closer. “I want to be able to plan our wedding and enjoy it. I don’t want to be worrying about papers or residencies. I want to be able to focus on us and our day.”
Dean tightens his arms around her and kisses her gently. “Ok, then. Whenever you’re ready, you just tell me where to show up and I’ll be there.”