Dean Winchester (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hasperkynipples) wrote2009-12-07 10:16 pm
hasperkynipples) wrote2009-12-07 10:16 pm
they'll never let a night like tonight go to waste [and let me tell you something, neither will you]
[Set in All Jacked Up. Ruby is ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bloodinmyear and used with permission from her mun who made a request for Dean/Ruby future fic with the prompt “underneath.” Sam is likely_evil and also used with permission and love even if his brother doesn’t treat him as such.]
“So I’m not gonna make it back.”
There was a beat of silence on the other end of the phone. Dean could hear his brother taking a slow breath on the other end of the line, almost as though Sam was trying not to get pissed off. “Dude. Where could you possibly be right now?”
“Out, Sam,” he sighed, looking out the window. “I’m out. And if you’re looking at what I’m looking at right now, you know there’s no point in me heading out into the snow to head home. I’m so not risking my car on the roads.”
“What about Lana, Dean? What about—?”
“Lana would rather have you paying attention to her than me and you know it.”
Another pause. “Dean—”
“Sammy, you know as well as I do that you would rather be taking care of her anyway. It’s pretty damn obvious that you’re warm for her form.”
“Shut up.” Sam let out a slow sigh. “Just make sure you get back here in the morning.”
“I will,” Dean nodded. “Call me if there’s some kind of emergency.”
“I will.” The phone snapped closed soon after and he turned to head back towards the bed, shedding his pants as he went. Once he was back underneath the covers, Ruby curled into him, letting her body rest against his.
“If you tell anyone I’m a cuddler, you’re never getting laid again.”
Dean smirked as he stretched out on the bed next to her, sliding his arm around her shoulders. “And lie? Ruby, why on Earth would I do something like that?” He wasn’t much of a cuddler himself, but it was cold enough outside to justify keeping their bodies close together. “And there are other women in the world. Not just you.”
“I think you misunderstand.” She shifted on the bed slightly, her hand sliding under the covers and down over his stomach. “If you tell anyone I’m a cuddler, you’re never getting laid again.” Her hand moved lower, settling over a critical part of his anatomy. He winced slightly, before shoving her hand off.
“Alright, alright, I get the point.”
She smirked as she settled back against him again, still keeping close enough that he could feel her skin against his. “It’s just cold out there.”
“I know,” he replied, before smirking slightly as he shifted to so that he was moving his body on top of her, letting the feeling of his skin sink in against hers. “Though I have a better idea to help us keep warm.”
“Gonna put more wood on the fire?”
“Different idea.”
“Think you should put more wood in the fireplace first,” she sighed, shifting so that they were both looking at the hearth in the living room of her apartment. “Then get back to the other idea.”
Dean turned back to her with a look that could only be described as a pout. He was doing his best to mimic Sam’s puppy dog eyes, but he never really was all that good at that. Ruby just looked back at him before shaking her head.
“Stop trying, it’s pathetic.” She rolled her eyes, before shifting under him. “Go put more wood on, and I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Dean grumbled as he moved off her, reaching for his pants again. “Couldn’t have told me this while I was still up?”
Ruby just gave him the most innocent look she could manage. “I didn’t think of it then.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “Stop trying, it’s pathetic.”
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bloodinmyear and used with permission from her mun who made a request for Dean/Ruby future fic with the prompt “underneath.” Sam is likely_evil and also used with permission and love even if his brother doesn’t treat him as such.]“So I’m not gonna make it back.”
There was a beat of silence on the other end of the phone. Dean could hear his brother taking a slow breath on the other end of the line, almost as though Sam was trying not to get pissed off. “Dude. Where could you possibly be right now?”
“Out, Sam,” he sighed, looking out the window. “I’m out. And if you’re looking at what I’m looking at right now, you know there’s no point in me heading out into the snow to head home. I’m so not risking my car on the roads.”
“What about Lana, Dean? What about—?”
“Lana would rather have you paying attention to her than me and you know it.”
Another pause. “Dean—”
“Sammy, you know as well as I do that you would rather be taking care of her anyway. It’s pretty damn obvious that you’re warm for her form.”
“Shut up.” Sam let out a slow sigh. “Just make sure you get back here in the morning.”
“I will,” Dean nodded. “Call me if there’s some kind of emergency.”
“I will.” The phone snapped closed soon after and he turned to head back towards the bed, shedding his pants as he went. Once he was back underneath the covers, Ruby curled into him, letting her body rest against his.
“If you tell anyone I’m a cuddler, you’re never getting laid again.”
Dean smirked as he stretched out on the bed next to her, sliding his arm around her shoulders. “And lie? Ruby, why on Earth would I do something like that?” He wasn’t much of a cuddler himself, but it was cold enough outside to justify keeping their bodies close together. “And there are other women in the world. Not just you.”
“I think you misunderstand.” She shifted on the bed slightly, her hand sliding under the covers and down over his stomach. “If you tell anyone I’m a cuddler, you’re never getting laid again.” Her hand moved lower, settling over a critical part of his anatomy. He winced slightly, before shoving her hand off.
“Alright, alright, I get the point.”
She smirked as she settled back against him again, still keeping close enough that he could feel her skin against his. “It’s just cold out there.”
“I know,” he replied, before smirking slightly as he shifted to so that he was moving his body on top of her, letting the feeling of his skin sink in against hers. “Though I have a better idea to help us keep warm.”
“Gonna put more wood on the fire?”
“Different idea.”
“Think you should put more wood in the fireplace first,” she sighed, shifting so that they were both looking at the hearth in the living room of her apartment. “Then get back to the other idea.”
Dean turned back to her with a look that could only be described as a pout. He was doing his best to mimic Sam’s puppy dog eyes, but he never really was all that good at that. Ruby just looked back at him before shaking her head.
“Stop trying, it’s pathetic.” She rolled her eyes, before shifting under him. “Go put more wood on, and I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Dean grumbled as he moved off her, reaching for his pants again. “Couldn’t have told me this while I was still up?”
Ruby just gave him the most innocent look she could manage. “I didn’t think of it then.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “Stop trying, it’s pathetic.”
590 words
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