Caught Out [OTA]

[getinlinebitch]

Dean was still staring at his room door five minutes after he realised he didn't possess the same Jedi powers his brother did. No door was going to open just by him staring at it, no matter how much he needed it to

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[wearstrackies]

Jules had become determined to turn her Londoner skin into islander skin, and had been trying to get her complexion out of shock by spending a little more time in the sun each day. In celebration of getting her cast off the day before, Jules had decided to brave the beach that morning and even went the bikini route. She had never in her life worn a bikini before. Plain black one-piece suits had always before the preferred option but when she got talking to a girl at the bar the other night, she wondered what all the fuss was about.

And was still wondering. Besides getting a knicker full of sand, the bloody pants kept riding up her arse and giving her a pointed wedgie, which she could only retrieve when she was in the water, which only invited even more sand into her knickers. What a fucking joke. She gave up trying, and was now back at the resort to seek out safe haven in a pair of board shorts and a tank top, maybe with view to getting some chips in town if she could even walk after the chafing the bikini left her with. But she had

[getinlinebitch]

Dean looked down, checking to see if anything had shrunk, or shriveled. A girl laughing at him wasn't exactly what he'd been expecting. Let alone Jules laughing at him. It was enough for him to reconsider the date he'd been meaning to ask her on. He arched his eyebrow, spreading his hands wide. He had nothing to be ashamed of, or wanted to hide.

"That's really not very nice, sweetheart. A guy gets locked out of his room, and you laugh?"

[wearstrackies]

Jules straightened up, wiping at the tears of laughter from her eyes. She couldn't catch her breath as she just continued to laugh. It was even more amusing to hear he was locked out of his room. This was priceless. Her hand went to her hip and she used her other to readjust what boobs she had into the bikini. Half of her wished she was naked too.

Now there was an idea...

She tilted her head and trailed the tip of her tongue along her lower lip. "Hm, yes. Very much a guy," she agreed with a succinct nod.

[getinlinebitch]

Dean was distracted by the way she adjusted the bikini, eyes on her chest while she spoke. After a moment he cleared his throat, trying to think of things that would not mean he was standing in a hallway naked with an erection.

Not that she hadn't seen it all before, but Dean actually had neighbours to worry about. He had been trying to behave. The loud sex the night before with the screams, and the headboard banging didn't counts. Besides, he was sure whoever was on the right side of him had enjoyed the show.

Dean raised his eyebrows as he caught the movement of her tongue, and smirked. "You had doubts?"

[modestnygirl]

Serena had just come back from having a few cocktails at the Blue Lagoon. She was walking past Dean, completely unaware of his state at first from being lost in a happy alcohol induced haze.

"Hey." She smiled at Dean and stopped suddenly, everything coming into focus. She blinked for a second before putting her hands up to cover the view and looked up towards the ceiling. "Oh, hey, sorry... You're locked out?"

[getinlinebitch]

Dean caught the whiff of cocktails, or whatever it was on her breath and eyed her warily for a moment. It was almost like he was back home, and talking to one of those college girls. She actually looked a little younger than that, though. Especially given her embarrassment. He didn't exactly have anything he needed to hide.

He raised his eyebrows, and looked between his still very shut door, and his currently naked state. "Nah, figured I'd give that whole nudist lifestyle a try. Just awkward finding somewhere to put my keys."

[modestnygirl]

"Yes, that would be a problem." She continued looking skyward for a minute before looking back at him, keeping her eyes on his face only. There was a slight blush to her cheeks. "Umm... Do you want some help?"

[getinlinebitch]

Dean looked at her, biting down on his tongue. The comeback was just way too easy. He cleared his throat, and smirked. "Unless you know how to break into these rooms, maybe just a towel, or somethin', so you don't have to be so embarrassed."

[faiththatfuelsu]

She'd been headed to her room after her workout intent on a hot shower followed by extreme laziness. It was a good plan, solid, and full of benefits. The shower was going to be the highlight of her day...

At least until she saw Dean standing in the middle of the hallway. Completely naked. It was then that she decided she needed to invest in a digital camera. Moments like these were wasted if you couldn't capture them and blackmail the person from then until the end of eternity.

"Didn't realize you were gettin' desperate, Winchester. This what you're doin' to get laid now?"

[getinlinebitch]

Dean smirked at Faith, sauntering up to her. He was his favourite Slayer and bouncer after all. If he couldn't take advantage of a situation like this, what was the point?

"Nope, just figured I'd wait in the hall for you to come home, give you a happy welcome."

[faiththatfuelsu]

Faith only smirked. "Locked yourself out, didn't you?"

[getinlinebitch]

"No," Dean replied, but the fact that he was almost pouting screamed yes. "On the off chance I did... think Slayer strength could beat the door?"