Highway to Hell: One Shots: "The Heat I See in Your Eyes"
Highway to Hell : One Shots
(I Want to Touch the Light) The Heat I See in Your Eyes
Chapter Wordcount: 2182
Rating: NC17
A/N: Title from "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel
She was warm, and comfortable and safe. Only a few birds chirping off in the distance as if they could convince the sun to rise a little faster.
She sighed, curled up in the blanket, the smooth velvety scent of vanilla and lavender still soft in the air.
Until Dean splashed her with cold water.
“What the fuck!”
There was an ungraceful twist in the blankets, half trying to cover herself, half trying to get free of it so she could kick his ass.
Dean just laughed and swam a few more feet away from the dock where Monte had been sleeping.
“C’mon babe, it’s nice and warm now that the sun’s coming up,” he grinned.
She glared, rubbing at her face with her hand. “I’m gonna kill you.”
“Aww, you don’t mean that,” he smiled, dipping underneath the water and she watched his distorted form under the clear surface until he emerged next to the dock again, crossing his arms across the worn wood and holding himself afloat.
She tried to be mad, really, but well…considering how much trouble Dean had gone to set up this whole lakeside night under the stars anniversary for them…and the childish grin he now sported, eyelashes dripping water, hair slick against his head…she really couldn’t find it in herself to care.
“C’mon,” he smiled, wiping at the water on his face, shoulder dipping under the water before he reached out and playfully tugged on her ankle. “C’mere,” he rumbled.
And really, who could resist that?
She untangled herself from the blanket, edging herself over to the water and draping her legs over the side on either side of him, cool water enveloping her calves.
Dean grinned, planting his hands on the dock and pulling himself out of the water high enough to kiss her.
She grinned against him, hands sliding over the slick corded muscles of his arms as he strained to hold himself up before he broke with a laugh and let himself go, crashing back under the surface.
She laughed, not really caring when she got soaked by the water and shook her head at him as he came back up, mile wide grin and wiping water from his face.
His eyes fell to half mast, his smile fading as the water parted around him and he came back to rest between her knees, warm hands wrapped around the back of her calves, sharp contrast to the cool water.
He tugged once, sliding her closer to the edge and her breath hitched, fingers slipping through his hair to hold his bangs out of the way as he dipped his head down and kissed her.
“Dean,” she whispered, holding him between her thighs. The burning heat of his mouth warred against the cool lake water that was dripping off his hair and hands and onto her bare skin. He took one slow swipe, fingers digging into the muscles of her legs when she trembled. Took one long drag on her clit, moaning just to watch and feel the vibration set her off and then looked up at her, eyes open and full of innocence that was nothing but a lie and kissed her.
He left his mouth, his nose, snug against her and kissed her again, warm breath nothing more than a teasing promise. She could feel his lips move against her, and even though the pressure, the sweet drag of his tongue had disappeared, something about the way he was so content to just float there, locked between her knees, face buried in her, like there was nowhere he’d rather be had her chest heaving harder.
His pupils were blown wide open, green jade of his irises nothing but a thin frame and she let her hand slip down to the back of his skull, added just the barest amount of pressure, barest hint, command for him to continue, and he did.
He held her eyes, letting her guide him forward, and increased the pressure, his hands shifting upwards, just barely out of the water, slick fingers digging into the back of her knees and practically pulled himself closer to her. He didn’t give in though, just continued kissing her, letting his lips play over her soft skin, sweet musk sliding into the crisp taste of clean water.
Despite the slow burn, the urge to shove forward, increase the pressure that he was teasing her with, she held his eyes and held back. Draped in water, the sun just beginning to crest over the horizon and send light dancing over the ripples, the satin silver of dawn gave everything, especially him, a soft muted feel.
Dean slipped his hands from her legs and up onto the dock again, water bleeding into the silver gray wood and he hauled himself back out of the water to kiss her.
She sighed against him, hand slipping up into his hair, legs wrapping around his hips, trying to help him hold himself up.
The smirk he gave her hitched her breath. There was nothing teasing or sarcastic about it. She had seen Dean smirk a thousand times in a thousand different ways but this one was different and she eased her head back just enough to let him drag his lips down her neck, her hand sliding down his shoulder blade, nails raking across his back.
His arms flexed as he eased himself back down slowly, muscles tight and just barely shaking from the strain. He licked softly over the red mark he left on her throat last night, now turning a pale purple-blue and drug his teeth across her chest before swirling his tongue around her nipple and sucking it into his mouth.
Her back bowed against him, abs tight as she leaned back slowly, laying herself down, letting him work his way down as he slid back into the water.
He nipped his way across her stomach, taking one soft swipe against her center before the awkward angle made him let go and he slipped back into the lake, bobbing gently, light dancing over the thin sheen of water that slipped up over his shoulders and chest before gliding off, hands coming back up to grip and knead the back of her calves.
The cool mixed with the burning under her skin as he slipped his hands over her thighs, wrapping them around her hips and slid her off the dock and into his arms, her legs automatically hooking around his waist.
He leaned back into the water, letting her drape herself over him and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She leaned against him, resting her forehead against his and sighed, sharing a soft smile with him, fingers playing idly with the wet soft hair at the nape of his neck and the knot of his necklace.
He held her eyes when she let her legs drop from around his hips and let her hands run down over his chest before she pushed herself away from him.
He tread water, waiting to see what she would do and watched her slip herself under the water, dragging fingers through her hair.
His chest tightened when he watched her through the wrinkles of the water as she eased up next to him, dragging her lips and tongue over his cock, kissing the tip, running her tongue over the slit and tasting salt even through the water before she surfaced again, hands trailing up over his hips to his abs and sweeping over his pecs, the sudden wet chill causing his nipples to harden against her palms.
His hands came up wiping the water and hair out of her eyes and he cupped her face, bringing her back against him for a kiss, sighing into her mouth when she wrapped her legs back around him, the heat in between her thighs burning against his shaft in a biting contrast to the cool water.
He backpedaled, just far enough where he could sink his feet into the soft silt at the bottom of the lake and gain footing and twirled her through the water, bringing her back to the dock.
She felt the line of wood behind her and slipped her arms from around his neck, elbows going back to prop herself up on the wood, holding her body out of the water even with his, legs still locked around him.
He stepped forward, pushing himself against her and smirked when her eyes fluttered closed, head tipping back.
He let his hands slip up her thighs from where they were around his waist, sliding up out of the water to leave wet streaks up her hips, hands splayed wide and strong across her abs, thumbs kneading into the soft muscled wall of her stomach. His eyes drank in the sight of his hands against her skin and looked up to meet her eyes, blue-grey sparkling in the soft dawn light, ripples off the water throwing sparks across their depths and he had to swallow hard before leaning forward, meeting her in a kiss, letting his hands reach upward, cupping the heavy weight of her breasts in his hands, fingers digging in, thumbs dragging across her nipples and making her arch into his touch, moan into his mouth, her reaction shooting a line of burning need straight to his dick.
She sighed into his kiss, rolling her hips against him and smiling at the way his breath stuttered and he broke away from her lips to hide his face against the crook of her shoulder.
She hitched her hips up just enough to feel him slip into place, swollen head nudging up against her slick heat. He lifted his head, eyes heavy lidded and caught her gaze, holding her eyes as his hands shifted back down to her hips, fingers leaving white pressure shadows as he held her in place and eased his way inside of her, shuddering at the feel of his shaft slowly disappearing from the cool water into her burning depths.
His breath was ragged when he was finally seated fully inside her, eyes still locked on each other. She shifted her weight to one arm, reaching up to run her fingers over the shell of his ear, palm rasping against the stubble on his cheek and it wasn’t until then that he closed his eyes, leaning forward to rest his forehead against hers, her body pinned between him and the dock.
She rocked her hips slowly, urging him on and he kissed her softly, toes digging into the soft lake bottom as he pushed up into her.
She groaned low in her chest, reaching forward to wrap her arm around his neck, slippery hand grappling for purchase across his back. Her other elbow dug against the wood, hand gripping against his arm. She let her head fall forward into the crook of his shoulder, turning to the side so she could nuzzle and kiss across his neck, tongue dragging over the leather cord of his necklace.
He buried his own face against her and rocked back, groaning at the sudden loss of heat before thrusting back in. She moaned, biting at his collarbone and rolled her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust, nails digging into his back as he slowly sped up his pace, strong piston of his hips causing the water to dance around them.
He could feel the hot blasts of air as she panted against his neck and he licked a slow swipe across her shoulder, salty twang of sweat across his tongue. His feet dug deeper into the muddy lake bed, pushing harder and deeper into her until he could feel her tremble underneath his palms, flutter-pulse under his fingertips.
He pulled her back into a kiss, rolling his forehead against hers, panting breaths shared between them as they struggled to breathe, lips chasing back and forth, grazing as they jerked against each other.
“Dean…” she sighed, his name being the first word she had said since they started this thing and he felt the spike go down his spine, felt his balls draw up, felt his thighs tremble.
“Cum for me baby,” he breathed, eyes cracked open to stare at her as she fell apart around him, in his arms.
The aftershocks and shivers of her climax still hadn’t ceased when he groaned low in his throat, arms wrapped tight around her waist, pulling her down onto him the last couple final strokes it took for him to spill inside her.
They stayed like that, locked together, ripples spreading out like echoes of every deep breath they took as the let their racing hearts calm.
She stared at him, his eyes closed, lashes fanned out over his cheeks, mouth swollen and parted. He finally hitched a broken sigh, opening his eyes to stare back at her.
Finally after a minute in silence, content to just be there together he smirked and leaned forward, kissing her gently.
“Better get packed up and head back before Sammy sends out the search party,” he rumbled, low vibration through her chest.
She just smiled.
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(I Want to Touch the Light) The Heat I See in Your Eyes
Chapter Wordcount: 2182
Rating: NC17
A/N: Title from "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel
She was warm, and comfortable and safe. Only a few birds chirping off in the distance as if they could convince the sun to rise a little faster.
She sighed, curled up in the blanket, the smooth velvety scent of vanilla and lavender still soft in the air.
Until Dean splashed her with cold water.
“What the fuck!”
There was an ungraceful twist in the blankets, half trying to cover herself, half trying to get free of it so she could kick his ass.
Dean just laughed and swam a few more feet away from the dock where Monte had been sleeping.
“C’mon babe, it’s nice and warm now that the sun’s coming up,” he grinned.
She glared, rubbing at her face with her hand. “I’m gonna kill you.”
“Aww, you don’t mean that,” he smiled, dipping underneath the water and she watched his distorted form under the clear surface until he emerged next to the dock again, crossing his arms across the worn wood and holding himself afloat.
She tried to be mad, really, but well…considering how much trouble Dean had gone to set up this whole lakeside night under the stars anniversary for them…and the childish grin he now sported, eyelashes dripping water, hair slick against his head…she really couldn’t find it in herself to care.
“C’mon,” he smiled, wiping at the water on his face, shoulder dipping under the water before he reached out and playfully tugged on her ankle. “C’mere,” he rumbled.
And really, who could resist that?
She untangled herself from the blanket, edging herself over to the water and draping her legs over the side on either side of him, cool water enveloping her calves.
Dean grinned, planting his hands on the dock and pulling himself out of the water high enough to kiss her.
She grinned against him, hands sliding over the slick corded muscles of his arms as he strained to hold himself up before he broke with a laugh and let himself go, crashing back under the surface.
She laughed, not really caring when she got soaked by the water and shook her head at him as he came back up, mile wide grin and wiping water from his face.
His eyes fell to half mast, his smile fading as the water parted around him and he came back to rest between her knees, warm hands wrapped around the back of her calves, sharp contrast to the cool water.
He tugged once, sliding her closer to the edge and her breath hitched, fingers slipping through his hair to hold his bangs out of the way as he dipped his head down and kissed her.
“Dean,” she whispered, holding him between her thighs. The burning heat of his mouth warred against the cool lake water that was dripping off his hair and hands and onto her bare skin. He took one slow swipe, fingers digging into the muscles of her legs when she trembled. Took one long drag on her clit, moaning just to watch and feel the vibration set her off and then looked up at her, eyes open and full of innocence that was nothing but a lie and kissed her.
He left his mouth, his nose, snug against her and kissed her again, warm breath nothing more than a teasing promise. She could feel his lips move against her, and even though the pressure, the sweet drag of his tongue had disappeared, something about the way he was so content to just float there, locked between her knees, face buried in her, like there was nowhere he’d rather be had her chest heaving harder.
His pupils were blown wide open, green jade of his irises nothing but a thin frame and she let her hand slip down to the back of his skull, added just the barest amount of pressure, barest hint, command for him to continue, and he did.
He held her eyes, letting her guide him forward, and increased the pressure, his hands shifting upwards, just barely out of the water, slick fingers digging into the back of her knees and practically pulled himself closer to her. He didn’t give in though, just continued kissing her, letting his lips play over her soft skin, sweet musk sliding into the crisp taste of clean water.
Despite the slow burn, the urge to shove forward, increase the pressure that he was teasing her with, she held his eyes and held back. Draped in water, the sun just beginning to crest over the horizon and send light dancing over the ripples, the satin silver of dawn gave everything, especially him, a soft muted feel.
Dean slipped his hands from her legs and up onto the dock again, water bleeding into the silver gray wood and he hauled himself back out of the water to kiss her.
She sighed against him, hand slipping up into his hair, legs wrapping around his hips, trying to help him hold himself up.
The smirk he gave her hitched her breath. There was nothing teasing or sarcastic about it. She had seen Dean smirk a thousand times in a thousand different ways but this one was different and she eased her head back just enough to let him drag his lips down her neck, her hand sliding down his shoulder blade, nails raking across his back.
His arms flexed as he eased himself back down slowly, muscles tight and just barely shaking from the strain. He licked softly over the red mark he left on her throat last night, now turning a pale purple-blue and drug his teeth across her chest before swirling his tongue around her nipple and sucking it into his mouth.
Her back bowed against him, abs tight as she leaned back slowly, laying herself down, letting him work his way down as he slid back into the water.
He nipped his way across her stomach, taking one soft swipe against her center before the awkward angle made him let go and he slipped back into the lake, bobbing gently, light dancing over the thin sheen of water that slipped up over his shoulders and chest before gliding off, hands coming back up to grip and knead the back of her calves.
The cool mixed with the burning under her skin as he slipped his hands over her thighs, wrapping them around her hips and slid her off the dock and into his arms, her legs automatically hooking around his waist.
He leaned back into the water, letting her drape herself over him and wrapped his arms around her waist.
She leaned against him, resting her forehead against his and sighed, sharing a soft smile with him, fingers playing idly with the wet soft hair at the nape of his neck and the knot of his necklace.
He held her eyes when she let her legs drop from around his hips and let her hands run down over his chest before she pushed herself away from him.
He tread water, waiting to see what she would do and watched her slip herself under the water, dragging fingers through her hair.
His chest tightened when he watched her through the wrinkles of the water as she eased up next to him, dragging her lips and tongue over his cock, kissing the tip, running her tongue over the slit and tasting salt even through the water before she surfaced again, hands trailing up over his hips to his abs and sweeping over his pecs, the sudden wet chill causing his nipples to harden against her palms.
His hands came up wiping the water and hair out of her eyes and he cupped her face, bringing her back against him for a kiss, sighing into her mouth when she wrapped her legs back around him, the heat in between her thighs burning against his shaft in a biting contrast to the cool water.
He backpedaled, just far enough where he could sink his feet into the soft silt at the bottom of the lake and gain footing and twirled her through the water, bringing her back to the dock.
She felt the line of wood behind her and slipped her arms from around his neck, elbows going back to prop herself up on the wood, holding her body out of the water even with his, legs still locked around him.
He stepped forward, pushing himself against her and smirked when her eyes fluttered closed, head tipping back.
He let his hands slip up her thighs from where they were around his waist, sliding up out of the water to leave wet streaks up her hips, hands splayed wide and strong across her abs, thumbs kneading into the soft muscled wall of her stomach. His eyes drank in the sight of his hands against her skin and looked up to meet her eyes, blue-grey sparkling in the soft dawn light, ripples off the water throwing sparks across their depths and he had to swallow hard before leaning forward, meeting her in a kiss, letting his hands reach upward, cupping the heavy weight of her breasts in his hands, fingers digging in, thumbs dragging across her nipples and making her arch into his touch, moan into his mouth, her reaction shooting a line of burning need straight to his dick.
She sighed into his kiss, rolling her hips against him and smiling at the way his breath stuttered and he broke away from her lips to hide his face against the crook of her shoulder.
She hitched her hips up just enough to feel him slip into place, swollen head nudging up against her slick heat. He lifted his head, eyes heavy lidded and caught her gaze, holding her eyes as his hands shifted back down to her hips, fingers leaving white pressure shadows as he held her in place and eased his way inside of her, shuddering at the feel of his shaft slowly disappearing from the cool water into her burning depths.
His breath was ragged when he was finally seated fully inside her, eyes still locked on each other. She shifted her weight to one arm, reaching up to run her fingers over the shell of his ear, palm rasping against the stubble on his cheek and it wasn’t until then that he closed his eyes, leaning forward to rest his forehead against hers, her body pinned between him and the dock.
She rocked her hips slowly, urging him on and he kissed her softly, toes digging into the soft lake bottom as he pushed up into her.
She groaned low in her chest, reaching forward to wrap her arm around his neck, slippery hand grappling for purchase across his back. Her other elbow dug against the wood, hand gripping against his arm. She let her head fall forward into the crook of his shoulder, turning to the side so she could nuzzle and kiss across his neck, tongue dragging over the leather cord of his necklace.
He buried his own face against her and rocked back, groaning at the sudden loss of heat before thrusting back in. She moaned, biting at his collarbone and rolled her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust, nails digging into his back as he slowly sped up his pace, strong piston of his hips causing the water to dance around them.
He could feel the hot blasts of air as she panted against his neck and he licked a slow swipe across her shoulder, salty twang of sweat across his tongue. His feet dug deeper into the muddy lake bed, pushing harder and deeper into her until he could feel her tremble underneath his palms, flutter-pulse under his fingertips.
He pulled her back into a kiss, rolling his forehead against hers, panting breaths shared between them as they struggled to breathe, lips chasing back and forth, grazing as they jerked against each other.
“Dean…” she sighed, his name being the first word she had said since they started this thing and he felt the spike go down his spine, felt his balls draw up, felt his thighs tremble.
“Cum for me baby,” he breathed, eyes cracked open to stare at her as she fell apart around him, in his arms.
The aftershocks and shivers of her climax still hadn’t ceased when he groaned low in his throat, arms wrapped tight around her waist, pulling her down onto him the last couple final strokes it took for him to spill inside her.
They stayed like that, locked together, ripples spreading out like echoes of every deep breath they took as the let their racing hearts calm.
She stared at him, his eyes closed, lashes fanned out over his cheeks, mouth swollen and parted. He finally hitched a broken sigh, opening his eyes to stare back at her.
Finally after a minute in silence, content to just be there together he smirked and leaned forward, kissing her gently.
“Better get packed up and head back before Sammy sends out the search party,” he rumbled, low vibration through her chest.
She just smiled.
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