It All Comes Down to This

"Let's take a look and see what we can find," Sam said, wrapping his arms around Allie and slipping a hand under her top to rest on her stomach.

***

"I know, it's not about me thinking I have to... The connection I have with the spirit is personal and the journal is my way of both telling their story and processing everything," Angelina explained.

Allie sighed happily with the skin to skin contact she had with Sam. “There’s a major possession down in Connecticut.” Allie leaned back against Sam, happily taking in the scent of his cologne.

Dean nodded with Angelina’s explanation. “Like therapy.” Dean hummed. Dean closed the diary after reading, standing to his feet and handing the book back to Angelina, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “I’m really proud of you, you know.” Dean murmured. “You’re already teaching me so much about being a hunter.”

"Well that sounds like fun, but how about we pick it up in the morning?" Sam suggested, running his thumb across her soft skin and kissing the side of her head.

***

"You're teaching me as well," Angelina stated, taking Dean's hand and pulling him down next to her.

Allie nodded. “Perfect.” Allie breathed, relaxing in Sam’s hold. Turning her head, Allie captured Sam’s lips with her own, smiling into the kiss like a lovesick teenager.

Dean sat beside Angelina, wrapping an arm around her and guiding her to his sided, ensuring she was safe, protected and loved. “We teach each other.” Dean nodded. “And that outside perspective has been an eye opener. I can’t thank you enough for even existing.”

Kissing Allie back, Sam tightened his hold and shifted her back against his chest. Something about her drove him crazy and it was something he'd never felt before, but he liked it.

***

Shifting slightly, Angelina moved to straddle Dean's lap and looked him straight in the eyes as she kissed him.

Allie stayed against Sam’s chest, happy, warm and comfortable, and she didn’t have to say anything for the moment to be perfect - because he was there.

Dean smiled as Angelina kissed him, his hands resting at her waist as he pulled her just that tiny bit closer. “I love you.” He reminded. “And I’m always here to keep you safe.”

Pressing feather light kissing to Allie's neck, Sam sighed in contentment and shifted slightly to make sure that she was secure in his lap.

***

"Right now, I just need you to be here in this moment," Angelina practically pleaded.

Allie hummed happily, shifting a little for Sam to have better access to her neck, the feeling of his lips against her skin so perfect that Allie was certain she’d never get bored of it.

Dean wrapped his arms around Angelina’s waist. “I’m here.” Dean promised. “I’m not going anywhere. Wouldn’t even dream of it.” He promised, leaning to kiss her. “You’re in charge here, Ang. What you say goes.”

Sam explored Allie's neck, placing a kiss behind her ear and nibbling the love. It was fun, trying to figure out what she likes and what she didn't. Even more so when the risk of getting caught was added to the situation.

***

Not wanting to talk anymore, Angelina deepened the kiss and wrapped her arms around Dean's neck.

Allie giggled as Sam nibbled on her ear, and she sighed happily, standing to her feet and straddling Sam instead, kissing him deeply, her fingers running through his hair. “You’re gonna get us into trouble one day.”

Dean returned the kiss happily and squeezed around Angelina’s waist, kissing from her lips down to her neck, gently and playfully nibbling and sucking on the skin there.

"I can't help myself," Sam mumbled, keeping his hands resting on Allie's thighs and resisting the urge to touch her.

***

With a quiet gasp, Angelina tilted her head back slightly to allow Dean more room and laced her fingers gently in his hair.

Allie giggled as she kissed Sam again and again, addicted to the feeling. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Allie looked to him, biting her lip. “Can I try something?”

Dean sucked a mark into Angelina’s skin, his hands resting at her lower back to support her as her back arched. “I love you so much.” Dean murmured into her skin, peppering kisses into her neck

"Of course," Sam agreed without hesitation, trusting her fully and watching her intently.

***

"I love too," Angelina replied quietly, running her hands down to the bottom of his top and slipping them under.

Allie gently grabbed one of Sam’s hands and looked to him as she wrapped it around her throat, biting her lip and shifting in his lap.

Dean sighed in contentment at the feeling of Angelina’s warm hands against his skin, and resting his hands on her ass; Dean pulled her closer, connecting their lips once more.

Unsure of what she really wanted, Sam tightened his grip a little and kissed her roughly. Excitement washed through him as he held her by the throat, not sure if that was a good thing and imagining the things that he could do to her.

***

Without thinking, Angelina dragged her nails down Dean's chest adding a little pressure and deepened the kiss.

Allie moaned once Sam tightened his grip on her throat, and she returned the kiss easily, clearly excited as she closed her eyes and bit her lip, completely at Sam’s mercy.

Dean moaned as Angelina scratched down his chest, and he tightened his own grip on her, protective and loving. “You kill me, you know that?” Dean asked, breathless as he pressed a kiss to Angelina’s collarbone.

"What do you want?" Sam whispered in her ear, fighting the urge to get up and take what he wanted, "There's so much that I want do to you."

***

With a smirk, Angelina slid from Dean's lap and kept eye contact as she undid his Jeans. Feeling his hard on, she released it from the confines of its fabric cage and ran her tongue along the length of his throbbing cock.

Allie whimpered. “Then what’re you waiting for, Winchester?” Allie looked at him then, her eyes darkened with lust. “Take whats yours.”

Dean hissed out as his head fell back in pleasure, running one hand through Angelina’s hair. “Baby, fuck - holy shit.” Dean moaned.

Not wasting time, Sam placed his hands under her butt and lifted her as he slammed her against the kitchen wall out of sight of anyone that may walk in. Attacking her neck with nips and kisses, he set her on the floor, undoing her trousers.

***

Taking him into her mouth, she took him deep into her throat and shifted in order to slip her panties off from under her skirt without him seeing and crawled back into his lap. "Tell me that you want me?" Angelina told him.

Allie gasped as Sam attacked her neck in nibbles and kisses, and she kissed him deeply as she felt his hands undo the zipper on her pants. Undoing the zipper of his, Allie whined into Sam’s mouth. “Shit,” she breathed.

Dean moaned as Angelina took him deep into her throat and hearing her words, he nodded frantically. “I - I want you, I want you so bad Angelina, so fucking bad.” Dean stammered - it was the truth.