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30something who loves to rp to pass the time and meet new people! When the world is right, I'm a character entertainer for a party business and do fan films. Utter geek who loves gaming and reading and rather addicted to the art therapy colouring books haha!

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As Dean moved his hand down her skin, she let her hand move from her gash and let him touch the area himself, knowing he wouldn't have taken her dismissing it as enough. That's one thing she always loved about him, just how much he needed to know for himself that she was indeed alright. His words about getting a bath when they get inside before they started to stink made her smile and nod. "probably the best call" she agreed to him.

Like him, she too always worried about him more than herself. The only times she was genuinely scared for herself was at times when her injuries were fatal, like her back or even to some degree her leg from back in Minnesota as she was convinced at one point he'd have to take her to the hospital to be patched up. Or the time he had save her from drowning in the sea from a fight on a hunt that went massively wrong. She had thought that time she was a goner, just drowning and blacking out until the next thing she knew Dean was hovering over her on the harbour bringing her back. Any other time, she worried massively over Dean and whatever injuries he received, be with minor or fatal.

The moment though he said he had worse, she realised and remembered his story about how he almost died and she wasn't there to be with him, pangs of anger toward John trying to creep back up again but she kept those feelings squashed down as he took her hand and moved it to his scar that she could just tell would have been the kill blow if he had indeed died alone. Her fingers lightly brushed over the scar tissue taking in the feel of it under her fignertips as she ran her fingers along the full length of it.

Leaning down she lightly kissed the scar, letting her kiss linger for a few seconds before lifting her head back up and taking his face into her hand. "We've both had worse, I guess we now match" she smiled somberly at him.
When Mika gave out the idea, she was wholeheartedly joking around and didn't mean her suggestion in the slightest, but it seemed to amuse Dean and his reply just made her oureagious suggestion all the more funnier.

She smiled at his words calling her definitely alive against his lips as she kissed him, before noticing the dimples that were caused by his smile as they pulled away from each other just enough to talk again. She chuckled at his suggestion about doing it more often and she had to agree. "you won't be hearing any complaints from me on that suggestion" she smirked against his lips once more as he kissed her again.

She almost forgot all about Bobby being awake until she saw Dean look up from her and out the dingy window of the old bus. "I almost forgot he was awake still. But I like a challenge" she replied as he wiped some of her still wet hair out of her face, taking in his face as he did so.

When she got asked baout her side she looked down at her left side and tried to see it in the dark lighting, lightly touching round the area with her fingertips, "think it's alright, it's not bleeding so that's a bonus. But I won't be surprised if I got dirt in it" she commented. She hoped she hadn't but considering what they were just doing, she wasn't assuming it was still clean.

"what about you? You were more beat up than I was" she asked him, still thankful that she didn't lose him in that bar, knowing how quickly it could have gone wrong with vampires. She was also thankful that the bartender Jess left the shotgun on the bar when the conflict started breaking out and her own quick thinking, that she got to save his ass.
Mika chuckled at his words as she had to admit she did agree. The place may be filthy, but there was just something about the whole night and the fact alcohol completely led their actions that just made the night so much better. Even if she did feel she needed a shower when she got into the house.

Not even she knew when they managed to get into the positions they were in, but took a guess it must have been either when they were done screwing each other's brains out, or shhe may have briefly remembered being the one on top. She couldn't quite figure it out but she didn't care, she was mostly impressed that they both managed to just fit on the seat, even if she was partially laying ontop of him to do so.

At Dean's suggestion for the next places to put on their non existent list she had to chuckle, letting out a small sigh of happiness as he ran his fingers over her scars on her back, reaching up to her hair. "may as well add an abandoned hospital to the list too if you're gonna mention those" she joked back.

As he lifted her head up, she looked up at him, briefly closing her eyes as he kissed her nose. Smiling warmly but broadly she reopened her eyes to look him in the eye, "you're welcome, I needed it too. It's been a while since I felt that alive" she softly laughed, leaning her head up to reach his lips and kissed him gently before pulling away.

"this night has been utterly wild, even for us, but I really wouldn't change a single moment of it" she told him.
As Dean pulled and tugged at her jeans, she arched her hips up ever so slightly to aid him in removing them, now aware of how stuck to her skin they had gotten in such a short amount of time. She complied to his every action, slipping her feet out of her boots when he removed them, letting them fall to the bus's floor with a low thud, kicking up a bit of dust in the process. She couldn't stop the smile from being on her lips as he removed her jeans now her boots were off her feet, making it easier for him.

Closing the bus door was no doubt for the best, making the rain that hit the roof and the windows echo all the more around them. His kisses up her legs, stomach and face just spurred her on more, sending shivers through her entire body before kissing him back, his biting of her bottom lip causing a small groan coming from her as he reached his hand up to her throat after managing to unbutton his jeans that she then slid her hands down and pulled his jeans down his legs as best she could in her intoxicated state.

With the risk of being caught spurring her on even more, she knew this was going to be a date night end that if they were lucky, they would never forget.....

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A small whilst later she laid with him in the bus, listening to the rain still pour down on the roof as she smiled with content. It was a miracle they weren't caught and she enjoyed their moment, even if it wasn't in her clean car or bedroom. It was still one for the books in her mind. She felt complete as she always did with him, even started to feel tired but part of her didn't want to fall asleep just yet.

"Well, this is one more place we can mark off that we shagged in" she softly chuckled before yawning lightly, nuzzling into Dean. It was only now did she really realise what a state the bus was in making her grimace. "Next time though? Somewhere cleaner" she smirked.
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.
MIKA CHAMBERS

She would have been lying if she said she didn't think about just leaving, but there was just something in her that couldn't seem to allow her feet to move. She didn't know what to do, leave or stay. Could she really stand to stay around him when they were forced to sing such things to each other, after she heard him sing such sweet nothings to Esme? She just didn't know. She thought they were good, that they were in the most solid stage of their relationship, but now she was worried that it wasn't.

She was still trying to mae herself walk away from him when he walked up to her, grabbed her face and kissed her roughly. A kiss that she hadn't had from him in a long time and she didn't know if this was some act of desperation on his behalf or not, yet she still kissed him back, closing her eyes tightly.

With one of his hands round her waist to pull her closer, she wrapped her hands round his waist, placing her hands flat against his back, her fingers slowly gripping the back of his tshirt tightly as if it would stop him from running away from her, as if it would bring her hope this wouldn't be the end....again. Those three years apart hurt her more than she ever let on, even if she did go back to her sort of ex Ethan at the time. She knew deep down she used him to fill that void that Dean left in her. Of course there were times in those three years when she was so angry at Dean, at how they broke up, she thought she would never forgive him but then came those restless and sleepless nights where she cried herself to sleep because the feel of Dean wasn't beside her.

She knew he played away, hells, there were the odd times when she went to find him, to see if they could things good again, but he always saw him with someone else, crushing her heart all over again. Little did she realise that a few times when she did try to find him, it was Esme he was with. So back to Ethan she went but never once did she think she could settle down with him, even if he was nicest person to her and took her back despite how she treated him. He didn't once question or shove her away when she had the nightmares from the job or ask why she came back so late sometimes covered in blood or heavily beat up. He took her in even during her worst days and she had no idea how much of her time with Ethan Dean knew.

She refused to pull back from the kiss, scared that if she did it would be the last time, so she continued to kiss him roughly, desperate even.

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam knew it was against his better judgement to even think about going into the vault when Annabeth was in such a volatile state, not to mention completely un predictable right now, but he felt so guilty for leaving her on her own and maybe if she saw him she would calm down a bit.

He closed his eyes tightly as he ehard her say how the blood was making her crave more and he understood it. he understood it more than she would ever realise no doubt, but he couldn't let her know that...not yet. Pushing himself off the step he walked to the vault door, placing his hands on the wheel that opened and locked the vault. He paused for a moment before he caved and unlocked the vault door, opening it just enough to step inside and he closed it behind him, not wanting to risk her getting out. A text that Natalia received, read and made a mental note of. She also told Bobby of what Sam has done.

Pulling out his phone, he checked for signal which he luckily still had enough of and gave Natalia the text to say he was in the vault with Annabeth and had the door locked, so he would need letting out from the outside when he was ready step out for a breather. He then put his phone in his pocket and walked over to Annabeth, squatting down in front of her, placing his hand delicately on her arm to try and calm her.

"I'm so sorry, you have no idea how much I'd rather not do this but it's the only way to get you clean of the demon blood. It will try to make things worse for you but it will get easier." he told her softly, hoping that his every carefully chosen tone and words would help her to calm down and accept what was needed of her.

"But it hopefully won't last long, and when you're better and free of the demon blood, you can come out. Right now though, we can't risk you running rampant trying to kill Cason and going missing because you're hungry for demon" he told her more.
Mika saw how the rain was starting to dampen down his hair, it reminding her of the time as kids when he sneaked to her room one rainy night and she was greeted by a soaked through teenage Dean Winchester rapping at her window. She remembered scrambling off her bed where she was reading her favourite book at the time to open the window and usher him inside before he got anymore wet, worried he'd catch a cold if he remained outside.

She could tell that he was taken by surprise when she kissed him first but she didn't care, she practically sank in his grip as he held her closer by her hair and face. She thought she was over the cheesiness and romantic notions in life from her books and films, but it seemed in this very moment she wasn't over it at all. She was lapping it all up and like with Dean, the rain just spurred her on more.

As the rain got heavier, and she could hear it hitting the gravel hard as well as her jacket. She felt it start soak through her jeans but it was just adding to the moment between them. She didn't want to pull away, instead just continued on kissing him deeply, sliding her arms round his shoulders and interlocking her fingers together at the back of his neck. The night may have had a moment of terror and upset, but it seemed like to her that all just washed away in this very moment between them.

Eventually she did have to pull away for a breath, smiling as she caught her breath once more, moving one hand to sweep his wet hair up and back off his face, whilst hers had well and truly gotten wet and flat, in comparison to her usually quite volumous hair. She noticed how the rain had pretty much cleared off the remaining blood that was smeared across their faces and she tried so hard to not just kiss him once again which she failed miserably at, leaning in and kissing him again knowing if they didn't stop at some point, things would escalate rapidly between them.
Like Dean, she peered over the hood whilst being close to his chest to see Bobby looking around outside with his shotgun in his hands before he eventually turned round and went back inside. She had hoped he would be asleep for the night as she did tell him to not wait up but it seemed he had other plans andwas doing the exact opposite to what she suggested. She giggled at Dean's assumption knowing it was more than true, smiling to herself as he tangled his hand in her hair as they watched Bobby through the window and saw he really wasn't going to go to bed until they were back home.

She turned round and let herself drop to the floor, usingher feet to steadily get onto the ground by shuffling them outward to lower herself until she was sat down and wrapped up in his arms. "We might have to, good job I have my car keys in my pocket if we need shelter" she smirked to him, looking at him in his eyes and honestly getting lost in them as she did on a regular basis because of them always being so much brighter than her own.

Not only that, but she could see just how intoxicated he truly was, and see how excited and young feeling he was in this moment, despite them both being in their early twenties. It really was like they were teenage selves once again, she could almost just picture his younger face and not the bloodied one that was actually in front of her. "good because I might need my beloved hero if we're to stay out here" she said back before feeling the droplets of rain hit her face, making her break frm his eyes and look up at the sky.

Seeing the rain falling, not incredibly heavy but steadily she smiled, closing her eyes to feel the cold water hit her face, it making her feel refreshed. Slowly she tilted her head back down to face him and opened his eyes, placing her hands on his collarbones, her fingers just reaching over his shoulders. She couldn't think of much to say to him, instead just looking at him lovingly and slowly leaned in to kiss him. In her drunken state it made her feel like she was in some corny movie but she didn't care.

This was what their relationship needed, a typical carefree end of date night moment.

Chas sighed as he listened to Trish say just what Josh has to do to keep a roof over their heads. For him to be able to raise Trish and never do wrong by her. He wished there was some way he could help them but he just didn't know how. "he wouldn't have done it if he didn't want to, I'm sure. I know it feels like it's not fair, and it's not. But I think he's doing a fantastic job from little I've seen to keep you safe and healthy" he told her.

Josh smiled sheepishly when she thanked him. "I'm used to having to take in a lot at short notice. I wouldn't fly off the handle because there's nothing to fly off the handle about. Sure, I'm shocked this is all real and Trish was right all round" he smirked, lifting a hand up and scratching the back of his head. "but you guys have done nothing but keep her safe, after saving her life. For that I'm in debted to you."he finished saying.

Kay followed him to the map and looked at it, "you said before that it could be a guardian, because of it being silver. Maybe start looking at some books that have information on guardian symbols?" she suggested.
As Dean's drunken state seemed to get worse the moment they hit the outside air, she smiled and shook her head at him waving to everybody with his free hand. "theyre not rude, they're scared. We are covered in vamp blood" she told him, whispering the last two words to him. Though she did have to admit fit was amusing how he was so carefree in not worrying about town gossip, and how she was trying to be a lot more discreet.

As they got to the quiet dark path that lead to the junkyard, she was glad they wouldn't have to deal with other people but she just kept being more and more amused at how Dean was seemingly getting more drunk. When he tripped she quickly covered her mouth with her free hand as she chuckled before trying to hold him a bit, only for him to let go of her hand and walk backwards.

She smiled, highly amused by his drunken rambles once again by his description of her before stifling as much of her laugh as possible when he tripped again and fell into the gate. "bloody hell Dean" she laughed walking over to him, letting him grab her arms to steady himself once again. She looked at him as he pulled her right into him tightly and hummed their song to her from when they were kids.

She couldn't even remember how it became their song, but she never once complained about it. It brought fond memories of how he made her feel better after he father lost his shit at her again. She was about to reply when he stumbled in the gravel for a third time and this time fell over a bumper and hitting the ground hard, whilst almost taking her with him. Luckily for her she managed to steady herself she fell to the ground. She winced at his fall but when he laughed, it became contagious and she laughed with him before the light turning on in the house made her look up quickly, causing her head to swim from the quick action.

Looking back at Dean, she reached for his arms and pulled him up with a groan and wince because of her waist and kept ahold of him. "quick hide, if Bobby sees us like this we'll be in trouble!" she said in an almost childish manner, smiling at him as she gripped his hand and ran into some cover squatting down, pulling him down with her and covered her mouth to try and not laugh out loud.

It honestly made her feel like a kid again, hiding from the parent because she didn't want to get into trouble. Except this time, she knew Bibby was smarter than her parents were.
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