Dean leaned down and kissed her stomach again with a wide smile, thinking about Bobby’s reactions to them having ‘fun times’ in his house in the past.  It was always nice to go on hunts, because they were free to do whatever they pleased in between business, without having to worry about disturbing the old man from his research.

“I don’t wanna move.  You’re a good pillow and I’m comfortable too.”, he grumbled, wrapping his arm further around her waist to pull her close to him.  He laid his head down on her stomach once more and nuzzled into her, “But unfortunately, they’re probably waiting for us to leave…and I’d hate for them to break in on us, like this.  It’s a bit harder to defend yourself in the nude.”

He chuckled, lifting his head before crawling up the bed to lay beside her.  Now nose to nose with her, he pulled her face to his for a gentle kiss, pushing all of the small strands of hair stuck to her face away.  His hand came to rest gently against her hip, and he smiled against her lips, “But if things go well with my dad, maybe we can have our own room.  God knows I’m not going to want to stay with the old man, if you’re around…”