[h3] Dean Winchester [/h3] 

Dean smirked, his smirk turning into a wide smile at Mika’s words.  He was flattered, and yet somehow the words still amused the hell out of him.  He caught her lips as she pecked his, “Well, I’m glad we’re on the same page.  But if you keep up all of this flirting I’m going to have to buy more of these suits.  You know…for science.”

He laughed, and pecked her lips back again, pulling away from her reluctantly.  He let a small groan leave his throat in agony with having to go on this hunt.  As much as he wanted to keep the seal safe, and obviously keep the world from ending in a giant blaze, he still hated that they couldn’t catch up and just enjoy each other’s company, after everything they had all been through.  Hopefully the angels would back off for a bit, just to let them breathe.  They were angels.  Surely they could handle it for a day or two.

“Yeah.  Let’s go, before we get too distracted.”, he muttered, pulling her with him.  He grabbed his keys off the table and opened the door, stepping back out onto the sidewalk to leave for the interrogation.  

[h3] Annabeth [/h3]

Anna sighed biting her lip as Sam’s fingers zipped her dress, her stomach erupting in butterflies at the action, matching his.  His casual demeanor however made her feel even more comfortable in the dress, as she at least didn’t seem to distract him too much, from her point of view.  

At his comment about her height, she raised her eyebrows and turned to face him with an amused but surprised smile, “Well I’m sorry we aren’t all Sasquatches, sir.”, she teased him, slapping the back of her hand against his chest playfully.  She stepped back over to her bag as he went to fetch his jacket and pulled her own fake ID that Dean had given her as a gift.  She opened it, staring at it with a smirk, before tucking it into the bra of her dress carefully.

“I got mine.  Let’s go get Nat.  And make sure you tell her how pretty she is.”, she said with a small giggle, stepping up to him.  She stood tall on her heels, rocking them forward to stand more on her tiptoes than she already was, and she pressed a quick kiss to his lips, before lacing her fingers with his and pulling him toward the door.

[h3] Duke [/h3]

Duke helped Esme into the bath, careful to hold onto her hands until she felt it safe to let go of him and she sank into the water.  He took a deep breath, and knelt to his knees beside the tub, picking up a clean cloth that he had draped over the side.  Her thanks didn’t go amiss, as a smile broke across his face at her nickname for him, “You know it’s not a problem.  I’m just glad I was in the area.  It wasn’t lookin’ good for either of you, honestly…”

He frowned at the thought of not getting to her fast enough, and sat a bit taller on his knees to try and reach her shoulder across the tub.  After a few moments, he sighed in frustration and stood from the tub, “I’ll be right back.”

He stood and stepped closer to the bathroom door, toeing off both his boots and unbuckling his belt.  After opening his jeans, he stripped them off along with his boxers and shook his shoulders out, as nerves bubbled up in his stomach.  He didn’t want to scare her, or make her uncomfortable, as they had never been naked around each other, within reach.  It had always been a joke, or an accident that ended very quickly with a quick cover up, and a laugh.

Huffing, and bringing himself back to the fact that Esme needed his help, he stepped closer to the bathtub, and placed a hand on her upper back, “Lean up, babydoll.  I’ll help you wash your back.”

Leaning her forward, he carefully stepped into the giant bathtub behind her, and lowered himself into the water, placing a leg on either side of her to help her be more comfortable, even if it was less intimate to keep his legs curled up against her back.  He sighed, and pulled her back against his chest, reaching his hand out to grab the cloth again, “That’s better.  Just relax.”

He gathered water in the cloth, and squeezed it out over her hair, pulling her head back against his shoulder, as his heart hammered against her back with his nervousness, “You know, under better circumstances, the old me would be a little too excited about this.”, he chuckled with a wide smile, pulling her wet hair back and reaching for a bottle of shampoo.  He poured a bit of the shampoo onto the top of her head, and leaned her forward, just enough to massage the shampoo into her scalp.  He kept his smile as he massaged her scalp, and chuckled again, “But all things considered, I’m a calm and respectful gentleman now.”