you were the shadow to my light

Dean chuckled lowly, moving a step back so Alice couldn’t get to him. He studied her for a long moment: he loved Alice, and he felt like she had the most brilliant effect on him. He bit his lip, moving forward once more as he sunk to his knees in front of her, looking up at the love of his life through hooded eyes as he toyed with the waistband of her underwear, placing a hot kiss just under her bellybutton, distracting her as he gently pushed the fabric down her legs.

Sam’s hands against Rosie’s skin were as warm as a flame, and she smirked when he brought up his stubborness. “I wasn’t until I met you.” She grinned, lifting her hips to help Sam with her yoga pants. “Your stubborness got to me.” She confessed, sitting up as Sam left her in nothing but her underwear, gently forcing him away. Grabbing him by his belt and yanking him closer, Rosie sat up, kissing just above his belly button as she, almost expertly, undid his belt, appreciating the fact that even in times like this; they worked together.

For a moment, Alice chewed on her lip as she watched Dean, admiring him happily. A part of her was amused with his behavior, but a bigger part of her was just impressed with how well he knew her; he knew exactly what would affect her, from stepping out of her reach to the way his lips felt on her skin. Shuddering slightly, she shifted with the feeling of his lips on her skin, unsure of whether she was more affected by that or by the look in his eyes, but her fingers trailed further to work on undoing his pants.

A low, amused chuckle rumbled through Sam's body when he heard Rosie's words, and he grinned broadly. "Oh?" he asked with amusement as he let her tug him to her, running his fingers down her sides while she undid his belt. "You think I influenced you that much?" His grin turned into a smirk, then, and he gripped her hips before pushing her back on the bed gently and gripping hold of her underwear, tugging them down gently and tossing them away before he kissed slowly up her legs, peering up at her as he did so.

Dean looked up to Alice with his large, green eyes, suddenly shifting as he grabbed her gently by the wrists. "Ah, ah," pushing her down onto their bed, Dean hovered over her, her hands firmly held in place by him. Dean could overpower Alice, of course he could, but he always made sure that he knew all she had to do was say stop and he would - although he highly doubted she wanted him to stop in that moment. Kissing from just above her belly button and making his way downwards, Dean became more focused, looking up at Alice with his big, doe eyes.

"You know you do," Rosie spoke slowly, her voice heavy with arousal. "You know you get to me in everything you do." She bit her lip, one hand tangling itself into his hair. She rested on her elbows to watch him, loving it when Sam became confident and primal. "God, you have no idea how hot you are." She murmured, nearly groaning in anticipation as her back arched at the feeling of his lips against her skin.

Alice let out a noise of surprise before she laughed breathily. "You're driving me crazy," she whined needily, chewing on her lip as she shuddered with feeling his kisses trailing lower. Shifting, she closed her eyes, trying her best not to move too much, trying not to give away how much he was affecting her.

Sam grinned against her skin as he peered up at her, watching her, enjoying the way her body was reacting to him. He loved the way her body moved, the way her voice got heavy, and the noises that escaped her; he loved it all. "I love that you think so," he told her in response before his kisses traveled further up to her mound, where he then teased her entrance with his tongue.

Dean smirked up at Alice, knowing he had an affect on her. "Don't hold back," Dean murmured seductively as he kissed over her mound gently, kissing down to her entrance, starting off gently as he moved his tongue in teasing motions. He moaned as he tasted her, being driven crazy by Alice in the best way possible.

"Ah, fuck," Rosie whined, already seeing stars from how long Sam had kept her in anticipation. Rosie tried her hardest to remain still underneath him, but she struggled to keep her legs from wrapping around Sam's shoulders and to keep her back from forming a deeper arch. "Holy fucking shit, Sam." She got a little louder.

"As if I would give you that satisfac - Oh," Alice breathed out, a quiet moan escaping her as she arched a bit towards him encouragingly. Her head dropped back to the bed and she gasped quietly, doing her best to keep her noises and excitement to herself, but it was hard to do when it came to Dean; he knew all the right things to do. Letting out a quiet, needy whine, she let her fingers thread into his hair, curling against his scalp encouragingly.

Sam grinned around her, beyond pleased to hear the way she reacted to his actions. He loved hearing her voice her enjoyment, loved listening to the way she whined and how she got louder. His hands shifted, pressing down on her legs to hold her in place, though his thumbs rubbed at her thighs as his tongue teased her entrance for a few good moments. Soon, though, he delved his tongue deeper in her, groaning against her, wanting nothing more than to make sure she enjoyed herself.

Dean smirked, loving how needy Alice became when she was underneath him like this. Being gentle, Dean grabbed Alice's legs, guiding them over his shoulders so he could have better access to where he so desparately wanted to be. "Good girl," he encouraged before delving his tongue into her, enjoying how she tasted and how she arched towards him and how he knew she was excited and enjoying herself. "God, you taste so good." He groaned, going faster with his movements.

Rosie covered her face with her hands as she gasped, her moans getting louder. "Jesus fuck, Sam." Rosie whined, just wanting him to hurry up and do her right. "S - Sam," she whimpered, her hands moving from her face as she tugged at the bed sheets, the room spinning around them. "Oh god, yes."

Alice moaned quietly with the feeling, trying to keep her noises down despite how tempted she was to get louder; it was getting harder to hold back, though. "God, you're driving me crazy," she breathed out, only barely managing to get the words out before her breathing hitched with the faster movement and her moans got louder, forcing her to bite down on her lip to muffle the sounds. She could feel herself drawing closer and she tried so hard not to move against him, eager and needy.

Sam grinned against her as he delved his tongue deeper into her, moving his tongue faster as he groaned around. "I love hearing you when you're like this," he admitted, rubbing her thighs as he toyed with her, enjoying every reaction he was receiving from her, all of it encouraging him onward. All he wanted was to make sure she enjoyed herself, and to remind her of how much he loved her - especially since he'd only just gotten her back the night before. He wanted her to know how much she meant to him.

"Good," Dean smirked, his tongue delving deeper like he was a starving man. "You drive me crazy, I think you deserve a taste of your own medicine." He dug his nails into Alice's thighs, unforgiving, but not rough enough to be considered cruel. "You gonna come for me, pretty girl?" Dean coaxed with a gentle, yet still with a voice heavy with arousal and his own desperation. "Cause we're just getting started."

"Fucking Christ, Sam." Rosie was breathless, desperate to feel Sam, hold him closer than she ever had done before. "I just... God." She laughed at her own desperation. "I love you so much." She confessed. "But if you carry on like this, I'm not going to last much longer, you are devastatingly good, so give me what you and I both want." She smirked, wanting to hear him.

Alice laughed airily with the mention of it, arching towards him with a moan and a grin. "You're setting yourself up to be teased in return, babe," she pointed out with quiet, encouraging noises, though her fingers tugged gently at his hair when she felt her orgasm hit and she gasped out between moans as the pleasure washed over her.

Sam chuckled gently in response, certain the vibration would flow through Rosie and he smirked against her with just the thought of it as he teased her still, watching her. "I love you, too," he assured her, running his thumbs over her inner thighs as he pulled her closer to himself, "Doesn't mean I'll give in so easily, though - I'm set on making sure you have one amazing morning." Grinning around her, he moved his tongue faster, groaning around her still.

"Good girl," Dean kissed her inner thigh before returning his tongue to Alice's core, letting her ride out her orgasm as he looked up at her through dark green eyes. "God, you taste amazing." Dean groaned. "Could have you all day." Dean gently nipped at the skin of her inner thighs, loving the sound of Alice's moans, loving her in general. Dean couldn't imagine his happiness with anyone else.

Rosie gasped at the vibration of Sam's low chuckle, her back arched. "Oh god," she moaned, getting louder, more out of control. "Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god." She repeated. "Sam, please, I'm gonna come." Her voice broke with the pleasure as the familiar pool of pleasure began to grow in her lower abdomen, gently caressing Sam's hair from his face. "God, Sam!" She gasped as her orgasm hit.

Alice gave a noise as she slowly came down from the high, and she watched him for a long moment, taking a deep breath. "You're really lucky we're in this position, otherwise I'd flip us and tease you relentlessly," she huffed out quietly, though she shuddered at the feeling of his nips and tried not to squirm, enjoying every moment of contact between them.

Sam groaned against her as he tasted her, milking her for all she was worth while he let her ride out her orgasm. "God, you're perfect," he groaned out once he was sure she was coming down from it. Pulling back, he kissed at her thighs before traveling up, kissing along the skin her could reach before he kissed her neck gently, his hands running over her form.

Dean chuckled at Alice's words. "That's too bad, because today, you're mine, you hear me?" Dean smirked, kissing up her body until he settled at the base of her neck, still relishing at the taste of her. "I hope you know, this is just the beginning of a good work out." Dean grinned, his nails digging into her hips, being unforgiving. He didn't want Alice to forget this moment, wanting her to feel their bodies pressed together, and how good she felt in that moment.

Rosie caught her breath, shaking her head at Sam. "You're a tease." She kissed him deeply, tasting herself on his tongue. Noticing Sam had boxed her in, Rosie ran her fingers through his hair, yanking his head back gently to expose his neck, leaning up slowly to nip and kiss at the skin, groaning at his cologne, every sense heightened as she came down from her high. "I hate you." She smirked.

Alice gave a quiet hum of approval, her eyes closing as she angled her neck for him, her own nails running down his chest with a small grin. "Oh, but, now that we're in this position, I could easily turn the tables," she hummed out quietly, her grin broadening as she ducked her head a bit to nip at his jawline, her nails running lower down his body as she enjoyed the way it felt to be this close to him.

"Is it really a tease when we still have plenty to do?" Sam asked with a small grin, though his grin grew as he returned her kiss, nipping at her lips gently until she'd yanked his head back in a way that he was familiar with, so gentle but calculating, determined, the way Rosie got when she knew what she wanted. "You love me," he corrected with a smirk, his hands running down her skin in just barely-there touches. "And I love you." Smirking, he lowered a bit to kiss and nip her collarbone, then kissed lower, over her breasts and peered up at her, his smirk growing.

"Don't you dare," Dean warned, groaning as Alice's nails dug into his skin, leaving faint scratches down his chest. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?" Dean asked, his eyes half closed as he leant into his own euphoria. "I fucking love you so much, it kills me." He pressed his hips to hers, showing Alice just how wild she made him - knowing it would drive her just as wild. "You feel that?"

Rosie smirked, pushing him away gently. "I do love you, maybe that's my problem." She teased, her hand, once again, resting between his shoulder blades as she really dug her nails in, wanting to get a reaction. "But maybe you should shut up and show me how much you love me." She grinned. "Cause if you don't, I'm gonna make myself feel better and you're gonna watch." She warned.

Alice grinned with the noise she'd gotten from Dean and she brushed her lips over his ear, ghosting over his lips after, smirking. "I have a pretty good guess," she confirmed quietly, her nails trailing further down, though her movement stopped when she felt him press against her, causing a needy noise to escape. "God, I love you," she whined quietly, arching towards him just a little, enough that she hoped it was encouraging but hoped it wasn't begging. She didn't want to give Dean that satisfaction. "It's kind of hard not to feel that - you could just put us both out of our misery, you know?" She smirked, ghosting her lips over his again.

Sam groaned with the feeling, all too easily enjoying the way her nails made his skin feel like it was on fire, in the best way. "Oh? It's a problem?" he asked with a small smirk, his lips running over her skin as he watched her. As she continued to talk, his smirk grew and he shifted, holding her hips gently, though his nails dug into her skin in the way he did to just make sure he didn't lose her. "Now, that'd be a show I'd be interested in seeing. Maybe next time." Grinning, he shifted to press his lips to hers, hard and heated and passionate, before he slid into her with a groan that was muffled against her lips, and he held her closer to himself as he began to move.

"I love you too," Dean smirked, moving his face to nuzzle into her neck, sliding himself into Alice softly, a string of explicits coming out of his mouth, muffled by Alice's skin. "Holy God," Dean began to thrust into Alice, starting off slow at first, watching Alice carefully, wanting to see the effect he had on her - Dean couldn't help it, he loved watching the way Alice moved underneath him, how she sounded when she became needy, Dean loved all of it - all of her. "So good, fuck." He groaned.

Rosie gasped at the feeling, breaking their kiss. "Sam, holy fucking shit." She groaned, becoming more needy and desperate as her legs hooked around his middle, forcing him closer to her. "Sam, Sam, Sam." She whined, her hips nearly lifting to move in time with him. "I fucking love you." She murmured, trying to keep herself under control.

Alice gave a pleased noise with the feeling, moaning out quietly, her head falling back for a moment to rest on the pillow as she succumbed to the feeling. Eventually, though, she shifted, running her hand along his face, then up to his hair, threading through his hair, while her other arm wrapped around him, her nails digging into his back. "God, I missed you, Dean," she managed out, closing her eyes as she nipped and kissed at his neck, arching towards him encouragingly as she moved with him.

Sam groaned as he moved against her, thrusting carefully but purposefully, his pace slow and teasing, but also for the intimacy of it all. An arm slid around her, helping her when she lifted, his other arm planted on the bed next to her as he slowly picked up his pace. "I love you, Rosie," he told her, leaning to kiss her deeply, "God, I love you so much. You're perfect in every way." He groaned out quietly, just taking her in, enjoying the noises that came from her, the way she looked in the moment, the way his name drifted from her lips.

Dean groaned as Alice's nails dug into the skin of his back, causing him to quicken his pace, wanting to tease her, wanting to leave her on edge in the best way. "I missed you too, baby." Dean shifted so he could press his forehead to Alice's, just wanting the intimacy and comfort more than anything else. "I love you so much," Dean murmured, relishing in the moment as one hand curled into the bedsheets and the other sliding under Alice as she arched towards him, holding her to himself. "I love you more than anything." Dean promised.

Rosie whimpered in pleasure as her back arched. "I love you too, Sam, holy fucking shit." She breathed, becoming more primal by the moment. "I missed you so much, don't ever leave me again." Lovingly, Rosie pushed Sam's hair from his face, her moans getting louder as she gave up her control to Sam, unable to hold back anymore. In that moment, Sam looked so brilliant, she nearly couldn't believe her luck. "Oh my god, I love you." She repeated herself, unable to tell him how perfect he looked - not just in that moment, but every day.

"God, you drive me crazy," Alice breathed out, and it would have sounded like a complaint if she wasn't so clearly enjoying herself. Moaning quietly, her eyes closing over as she relished in the contact between them, everywhere their skin touched felt like it was alight. "I love you, Dean - you're basically everything to me." In moments like this, it was hard not to be honest, because she was too busy being overwhelmed with the pleasure to think of a way to tease Dean.

"Never, I'll never leave you," Sam promised, leaning to press his lips to hers in a way to seal the promise, holding her tightly to himself as he kept moving, picking up his pace, eager to give her everything she deserved. "I missed you more than you can imagine. I don't want to ever lose you again." Despite the sweet words passing his lips, his voice was deep and heavy with his enjoyment, and he groaned as he held her. "I love you more than you can imagine," he groaned out, just wanting her to know, needing her to know.