As Dean fumbled with the door handle of the bus she couldn't stop the smirk that lazily appearing on her lips as she watched him manage to open it. His loud declaration of joy at managing to open the door made her chuckle and placed a finger to her lips, "Shhh" she chuckled, still feeling ever as much the teenager she once was. 

She let him lift her in the process and placed her on the back seat, only for her to laugh as he stumbled in with a thud. "you're such a klutz" she chuckled as he clambered in after moving her back and then climbed ontop of her. Looking up at him, she kissed him back gladly before seeing him trying and failing a couple of times to remove his soaking wet shirt. The whole situation making her feel like they were doing something so naughty when considering their age they really weren't. 

Like Dean, she didn't pay attention to how dirty and dusty the inside of the bus was, she was too wrapped up in her drunken feelings and cravings for and with Dean. As he kissed her once more, more agressively she matched his agressiveness kissing him back, letting him hitch her knee up to his ribs which made her wrap her leg round his waist in response as he went for her waistband of her jeans. 

Her free leg, hitching up slightly, her foot pressing against the edge of the seat they were on beside his legs. She moved her hands down toward his own waistband, unbuckling his belt when she reached there, yanking it apart happily. The thought that they would regret their choice of place to be once again intimate when they sober up not even crossing her mind, all she cared about now was sleeping with Dean.