lana's apartment } { a guilty conscience needs no accuser

[manorsuperman]

[Lana insisted Dean come back home when he found his brother and was glad to see he listened. Not that she hadn't expected him to, but with things as crazy as they were, she wasn't sure what to expect anymore.

She made sure he was comfortable on the couch, then pulled his favorite beer from the fridge along with a slice of homemade pie.

There was a look, though, a look she knew very well.

She handed off the beer, but kept the plate in her hands as she sat.]

So are we going to talk about it or are you planning on eating your feelings?

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[hasperkynipples]

Uh-huh. So chocolate or ice cream, basically?

[manorsuperman]

Cream pies do exist, Dean.

[hasperkynipples]

Yeah, but they're not as good. You can't really eat those warm.

[manorsuperman]

[a thoughtful look]

Cherry.

[though she still doesn't think cherry is anywhere nearing sex]

[hasperkynipples]

[grins]

Cherry. Cherry is pretty good.

[manorsuperman]

[This would be the part where she puts down the fork and sticks a couple of fingers in the pie.]

Apple isn't my favorite but...

[pauses mid-sentence to suck the filling off her fingers]

...it can be good if I'm in the mood for it.

[hasperkynipples]

[watches that with a bit of grin, leaning in closer]

So what are you in the mood for now?

[manorsuperman]

[She'll just give him one of those looks.

He'll figure it out.]

[hasperkynipples]

[Oh, he's right there with her. He grins as he leans in closer to kiss her, one hand coming up to brush against the side of her face]

[manorsuperman]

[That gets a noise out of her. And she'll definitely be getting his dessert out of the way, because she's clearly the only thing that needs to be in his lap right now.]

[hasperkynipples]

[Clearly. And way better than pie. He leans back as he lets her settle into his lap, his hands moving to trail at her sides before pulling her closer]

[manorsuperman]

[More noises and...she's going to get very into it very fast.

Sam had better stay...wherever he is right now.]

[hasperkynipples]

[Sam knows better by now. He's probably off with Bobby, doing research things. Or sleeping. Sam always needs more sleep.

Totally not somewhat stalking Chloe.

Also, Dean? No complaints in terms of the speed. In fact, he's right there with her]

[manorsuperman]

[It's okay if Sam were somewhat stalking Chloe. She's due for another stalker about now anyway.

...and Lana and Dean are going to have sex right there, aren't they?]

[hasperkynipples]

[Yeeeeeeeeeeah, pretty much. Dean doesn't feel like moving, and the couch is actually quite comfortable.]

[manorsuperman]

[This makes a now very sweaty Lana very happy.]

[hasperkynipples]

[Dean is also very sweaty and very happy, and eventually he drops back against the couch and flashes her a grin]

That? Always better than pie.

[manorsuperman]

Good to know.

[hasperkynipples]

[leans back and looks up at her, before letting out a slow breath]

I really don't know what I'd do without you.

[manorsuperman]

You'd be a mess.

[a beat]

More of a mess.

[managing to hold in her laughter--for now]

[hasperkynipples]

[chuckles]

Hate to see what would happen if I was more of a mess.

[manorsuperman]

Try not to think about it too hard. You might hurt yourself.

[and now there is a kind of silent chuckling]

[hasperkynipples]

And I just got off a gimp leg. We wouldn't want a repeat.

[manorsuperman]

No, we wouldn't.

[a brief kiss and some cuddles]

[hasperkynipples]

[cuddles in closer, before turning and pressing a kiss to the top of her head]

I love you.