[She lets out a snort of laughter. Charming as ever. What did it say about her that she had given up telling him he was gross years ago?]
I feel like that's one of its main selling points. Although looking back, you just made every motel stay ever feel about ten times dirtier than it already was. I didn't even think that was possible.
[Maturity? What's that? She starts to wriggle her way out from where he has her legs pinned. Maybe if she's fast enough, she can get him in a headlock. For the time being, however, she'll settle for a nipple pinch. You know you deserved that, Dean.]
You're not spreading that around, are you?
[She grins, managing to at least flip herself onto her back, the file on the bed now forgotten.]
Although, I have to say, I learned from the best. Lucky for you, right?
[Oh, God. She knew he was serious on both fronts, or at least as serious as he ever got about this kind of thing. Honestly, she tried to tell herself that he didn't get all that graphic whenever he bragged to Sam. There had been singing, though. Cas' interruption was difficult to forget, though. He had learned since then, she was pretty sure.
Five years ago, she had been a lot more high-strung and would have punched someone for a comment like that. Now? Well, it turned out that when you were with someone long-term, being objectified was suddenly cute and endearing rather than infuriating.]
I appreciate that you're smart enough to realize it.
[Grinning, she takes the opportunity to spring upwards and move so that she's suddenly sitting on top of him, kneeling over his stomach.]
I was thinking. In the unfortunate event that we ever break up, I'll fight you for this bed.
[Dean is pretty sure that he had to tell Cas he couldn't watch a guy bone a chick for him to finally get the message. Sam at least knows not to trust any closed door around.
Angels, man.]
You realise you're going to lose, right? Besides, my name's on it.
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What did it say about her that she had given up telling him he was gross years ago?]I feel like that's one of its main selling points. Although looking back, you just made every motel stay ever feel about ten times dirtier than it already was. I didn't even think that was possible.
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[Hey Anita, how do you feel about your ass getting pinched? It's happening.]
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You know, I was a good girl before I met you.
[She grins back and manages to bend herself in such a way that she's able to smack his behind in return. Yes, they are children.]
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You're still good. Just also a freak between the sheets.
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You're not spreading that around, are you?
[She grins, managing to at least flip herself onto her back, the file on the bed now forgotten.]
Although, I have to say, I learned from the best. Lucky for you, right?
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Please. I only tell Sam. And Cas zapped in that one time.
[Is he serious or not? It's a mystery.]
I'm the goddamn luckiest ever. Look at this capital ass.
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Five years ago, she had been a lot more high-strung and would have punched someone for a comment like that. Now? Well, it turned out that when you were with someone long-term, being objectified was suddenly cute and endearing rather than infuriating.]
I appreciate that you're smart enough to realize it.
[Grinning, she takes the opportunity to spring upwards and move so that she's suddenly sitting on top of him, kneeling over his stomach.]
I was thinking. In the unfortunate event that we ever break up, I'll fight you for this bed.
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Angels, man.]
You realise you're going to lose, right? Besides, my name's on it.
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[There's a challenge in that single word, Dean. Also, she's sitting on you. Deal with it.]
Besides. I could take you. Probably. You're bigger than me, but I'm faster.
[She couldn't. Not quite. But she liked to tell herself that she could.]
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Yeah, somehow I doubt that.
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I know all of your weak spots.
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Implying that the knowledge isn't mutual.