A Short Story

As Dean was kissing Adriana naked body. She was telling him he had to go. Dean was now kissing her abs. He looks up at her. "No not yet." Adrianna reply Dean I have to go. "A few more minutes it's not going to kill you." As she grabs her phone and picks up. Dean decides to go between her legs. He slowly kiss her touch her thick thighs. Adrianna tries to push him away. Dean smack her hands. "Yes Stephanie?" Dean has a smirk on his face. Adrianna decides to cover her mouth. Dean slowly licking her wet lips and it's about to suck her clit. "Yes madam."

"I heard what happened in Mrs. Johnson's class," he smirked, going down to kiss her neck. She wanted so badly to push him off, but she'd be in trouble if she did, yet it felt heavenly to

“Now do either of you want to explain what is going on here?” Rachel asked with a stern tone, tapping her foot impatiently as both men gawked at her. Finally, Logan spoke up.

"Oh yeah? Just like you didn't want to hurt my best friend?" She paused for a moment to think of Lacey and then regained her composure. "Or when you threatened Nikki to spy on me?"

"Would you rather not know?" The softness of his voice struck Buffy. Through the cigarette smoke, and the heavy ew of him drinking her blood, for a second he felt human to her. Well, maybe not human, but rather like a man. Something about his

“What are you gonna do to her? Tell me now!” Noah hissed, he could feel a vein protruding out of his

She drew a long breath and exhaled slowly, her narrow shoulders shuddering with a mixture of exhilaration and abject dread. To Garman’s great relief, she said nothing more, but simply leaned back into him, pressing her body into his own. He could feel her heart palpitating, a relentless staccato throb against his chest.

“I wanted to see how I was going to handle a particular situation, because I wanted to be with you.”

“It’s not as if it was anything raunchy or anything,” Rachel felt herself smiling and biting her bottom lip. Sure, she and Dean flirted over text, but as sexual as both of them were, neither of them had taken it to that point yet. Dean didn’t want Rachel to think that he wasn’t serious about his feelings, which he still really couldn’t label at this point and time, and Rachel didn’t want Dean to possibly reject her, so neither of them said

"Well... what can I say, love. I like a challenge." He dropped a peckish kiss down on her nose, knowing that talk of Slayers past usually

“No… well, yeah, but what I meant to say was,” he paused, looking into her eyes,

He bit his lip, mirroring Castiel's earlier actions, and dipped his head. Their hands were still loosely joined on top of the wooden table. It fit so perfectly like, as cliche as it sounds, they were made for wach other. Dean held back the shudder that threatened to emit at the chick-flick-moment thought.

Her eyes met with his crimson ones. "Up until a few years ago, I hadn't realized how precious a life is. Human, demon, and vampires alike.” Her smiled was as bright as the sun. She pounced on him, knocking both of them to the ground, straddling the young vampire.

Slade kisses her neck, crushing her body against his; Abby throws her head back giving him more access, moaning softly. She pulls away. "If you keep that up, we won't get to eat, we need to eat," Abby says in a whisper.

‘I don’t know.” Fred looked worried. “This sort of thing is out of my line.”