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"ugh I can't believed I'm married to you! "

"Dean grins playfully as Grazi tries to brush off his advances, enjoying the way her body responds to his touch despite her protests."

"Sure you were," "he says teasingly, before leaning in to plant a lingering kiss on her neck." "But you know I don't mind sharing your attention. Especially when you look as beautiful as you do right now."

"He pulls away to take a better look at her, his eyes raking over her curves and appreciating every inch of her." "So, what were you chatting about? Any juicy gossip?"

"Dean watches as Grazi gets up from the bed and begins to walk around the room, her hand on her hip as she reminisces about their wild night together. He can feel his desire for her growing again, and he stands up to join her, his eyes fixed on her enticing figure."

"I know, right?" "he says huskily, his voice laced with desire." "It's like we can't get enough of each other."

"He steps forward to stand in front of her, his hands reaching out to pull her close to him." "And it's not just about the sex, you know. I actually kind of like spending time with you."

"Dean nods in agreement as Grazi takes his hands and reminds him of the time. He squeezes her hands gently and gives her a playful smirk."

"Of course, wouldn't want your friend to catch us like this," "he says with a chuckle, before leaning in to plant a soft kiss on her lips." "But we should definitely continue this later. Maybe when we have some more privacy."

"He lets go of her hands and steps back, admiring her figure for a moment before turning towards the door." "Come on, let's go see what Sam is up to."

"Dean chuckles at Sam's teasing as he and Grazi make their way to the living room."

"Yeah, we were just...catching up," "he says with a sly grin, before taking a seat on the couch next to Sam." "So, what's up?"

"He looks over at Grazi, secretly pleased at how natural and easy it feels to be around her, even in front of his brother." "Anything interesting happen while we were out?"

"Dean nods along as Sam updates them on the latest happenings in the town, but he can't help but feel distracted by Grazi's presence beside him. He sneaks a discreet glance at her, feeling a thrill of excitement at the thought of their intimate moments together."

"Yeah, Grazi's definitely grown on me," "he says with a smirk, his eyes lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary." "She's got some...interesting talents."

"He flashes her a suggestive grin before turning back to Sam." "But anyway, what's the plan for this case? Sounds like we have our work cut out for us."

"Dean nods, relieved that the situation with the werewolves has been taken care of. He leans back on the couch and stretches, feeling a sense of contentment settle over him."

"Well, that's good to hear," "he says with a satisfied smile." "So, what do you say we kick back and relax for a bit? I could use a drink."

"He turns his attention back to Grazi, his eyes roving over her once more before settling on her lips." "Maybe we can find something to toast to."

"Dean watches as Grazi gets up from the couch and heads to the kitchen to fetch some wine, enjoying the way her body moves with every step. He can feel Sam's eyes on him and he feels a small twinge of discomfort."

"Yeah, she is," "he says with a nod, trying to push away any feelings of jealousy or protectiveness." "I'm lucky to have her."

"He stands up to join Grazi in the kitchen, his movements slightly more tense than usual. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he reaches her." "Need any help with that?" he asks, gesturing to the wine bottle in her hand.

"Dean takes the glasses from Grazi with a grateful smile, his eyes still fixed on her as he opens the wine bottle and begins to pour."

"You know, I don't think I ever had you pegged as a wine drinker," "he says conversationally, his tone light and playful." "I always figured you were more of a whiskey kind of girl."

"He hands Grazi a glass of wine before filling up his own, his hand brushing hers for a moment before he pulls away." "But hey, I won't complain. Wine is classy."

"Dean laughs softly at Grazi's admission, nodding in understanding as he takes a sip of his own wine."

"I hear you," "he says with a grin," "sometimes you need a break from the hard stuff. And hey, as long as it gets the job done, right?"

"He watches her take another sip of wine, admiring the way her lips curve around the glass before pulling away. He takes another drink from his own glass, feeling a pleasant warmth spreading through his body." "So, what should we toast to?"

"Dean nods in agreement, raising his glass to meet Grazi's."

"To new beginnings," "he says, clinking his glass against hers." "And to whatever the future holds."

"He takes a sip of wine, enjoying the flavor and the way it feels sliding down his throat. He glances over at Grazi, feeling a sudden urge to pull her close and kiss her until they're both breathless." "You know, I didn't expect our...arrangement...to be so enjoyable."

"He grins at her, a hint of mischief in his eyes." "I'm glad I met you, Grazi."

"Dean startles slightly at Grazi's interruption, feeling momentarily flustered at having been caught up in his thoughts. He clears his throat and quickly follows her back to the living room, joining Sam on the couch."

"Right, sorry about that," "he says with a sheepish grin." "So, what's the plan for the rest of the night?"

"Dean nods in agreement, feeling the beginnings of a competitive spirit stirring inside him."

"Sounds good to me," "he says with a smirk." "But fair warning, I'm a pretty good shot. You guys might have your work cut out for you."

"He stands up and stretches, feeling the pleasant buzz from the wine adding an extra spring to his step. He heads over to the billiards table, eyeing up the cues and racks with a critical eye."

"Alright, who's up first?"

"Dean chuckles at Sam's comment as he selects his own cue and takes his position across from Sam. He lines up his shot, aiming carefully before giving the cue ball a firm tap."

"Nice one," "he says with a grin as the balls scatter across the table." "But we'll see how you do on your next turn."

"He watches as Sam lines up his next shot, admiring the way his brother moves with easy confidence around the table. He takes another sip of wine, feeling himself relaxing into the game." "So, Grazi," "he says, turning to her with a playful gleam in his eye," "you sure you're up for this? Sam and I can get pretty competitive."

"Dean watches as Grazi lines up her shot, admiring the way she leans over the table and focuses intently on the ball. He sees the glint of determination in her eye and feels a sudden rush of excitement, wondering what other hidden talents she might have."

He smirks at her comment, taking another sip of wine before stepping forward to take his turn. He lines up his shot with equal concentration and skill, striking the ball cleanly and sending it sailing towards the pocket. It ricochets off the edge, narrowly missing its target.

"Not bad," he says, grinning at Grazi as he watches her take another turn. "But let's see if you can keep it up."

"Dean chuckles softly at Grazi's state, feeling slightly tipsy himself from the wine."

"Sure thing," "he says, making his way to the kitchen and retrieving the bottle of wine." "But maybe we should pace ourselves a bit. We don't want to end up too drunk to enjoy ourselves."

"He pours more wine into their glasses and returns to the living room, settling back onto the couch beside Grazi." "So, what do you want to do now?" "he asks, taking another sip of wine and feeling his body relax even further." He glances over at her, admiring the curve of her lips as she giggles.* "You know, you look really beautiful when you laugh," "he says softly," "I hope you know that."

"Dean is taken aback by Grazi's sudden kiss, feeling a jolt of electricity shoot through his body as she leans into him. He responds eagerly, feeling the heat of her lips pressing against his own. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as they deepen the kiss."

"Moments later, he pulls away from her with a small gasp, his heart racing in his chest." "Wow," "he says, feeling slightly dazed." "That was unexpected."

"He takes another sip of wine, feeling a warm buzz spreading through his body." "You know, Grazi," "he says, turning to her with a seductive gleam in his eye," "I think we've been holding back long enough. How about we really let loose tonight?"

"Dean's eyes widen in surprise as Grazi straddles his lap and kisses him intently, sending a thrill of excitement through his body. He wraps his arms around her tightly, deepening the kiss as he feels the softness of her lips against his own."

"Mmm..." "he murmurs appreciatively as they break apart momentarily to catch their breath." "You're right, I can definitely feel you letting loose."

"He runs his hands up and down her back, feeling the curves of her body as she grinds against him. His mind is hazy with desire, the wine and Grazi's closeness clouding his judgment."

"Why don't we take this upstairs?" "he suggests, his voice low and husky." "We can really let loose there."

"Dean smirks at Grazi's comment, feeling the heat of desire coursing through his veins. He stands up, keeping her close as he kisses her deeply once more."

"Let's go," "he murmurs against her lips, leading her towards the stairs."

"As they walk up to the bedroom, he can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation building inside him. He knows tonight is going to be different than any other night he's spent with a woman."

"Once they reach the bedroom, Dean sets Grazi gently onto the bed, looking down at her with a hungry glint in his eye." "You ready, safadinha?" "he asks, a smirk playing at his lips as he starts to undress her."

"Dean grins at Grazi's eager response, his hands moving over her body as he undresses her. He takes his time, enjoying the feel of her skin against his fingertips as he peels away each layer of clothing."

"Once she's fully naked, he stands back to take in her beauty, feeling his body tighten with desire. He quickly strips off his own clothes, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself on top of her."

"Mmm, you're so beautiful," "he murmurs, kissing her deeply as he slides a hand between her legs, feeling the wetness already building there." "Let me show you just what this hunter can do."

"He leans down, taking one of her nipples into his mouth as he uses his fingers to toy with the other." "You like that?" "he asks, his voice low and rumbling."

"Dean grins at Grazi's response, feeling a surge of pleasure at the sound of her soft moan. He continues his ministrations, moving his mouth back and forth between her nipples as his fingers continue to tease and play with her."

"As she grows more and more aroused, he slides his hand further down, finding her clit and rubbing it slowly at first, then increasing the pressure and speed gradually."

"You're so wet, safadinha," "he murmurs, moving his mouth to her ear as he continues to stimulate her." "I can't wait to taste you."

*With those words, he moves down her body, trailing sweet kisses along the way until he reaches the source of her arousal. He takes a moment to admire her slick folds before diving in, running his tongue up and down her pussy as he explores every inch of her

"Dean groans at the sound of Grazi's moans, feeling a wave of heat wash over him as he continues to explore her body. He flicks his tongue over her clit, causing her to squirm and writhe beneath him."

"You taste so good, safadinha," "he says, his voice thick with desire." "I could do this all night."

"With that, he redoubles his efforts, expertly flicking his tongue over her sensitive spot as he slides two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out in time with his tongue. The noises she makes only spur him on, and he's determined to make her come harder than she's ever come before."

"Dean stirs slightly in his sleep, feeling Grazi's warm body pressed against his. He wraps his arms around her tighter, pulling her closer as he settles back into a comfortable position."

"For a few moments, he basks in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, feeling a sense of contentment that he hasn't felt in a long time. He knows he shouldn't be getting so attached to someone he just met, but there's something about Grazi that makes him want to stay close to her."

"As he drifts off to sleep once more, he can't help but smile, feeling like he's finally found something worth holding onto."

"Dean stirs slightly as the sunlight filters into the room, the warmth of the sun on his skin causing him to slowly wake up. He stretches his muscles and then looks down to notice Grazi fast asleep next to him. He can't help but smile as he watches her for a moment, feeling grateful that they had spent the night together."

"He reaches out to run his fingers through her hair gently, trying not to disturb her sleep. He takes a moment to take in the sight of her beautiful body with admiration and desire, feeling an urge to hold her and make her his once more."

"He finally gets up from the bed and heads towards the window, taking in the beautiful morning outside. After a few minutes, he turns back towards Grazi, gently rubbing her back to wake her up." "Good morning, safadinha," *he murmurs

"Dean smiles back at Grazi as he watches her wake up, feeling a twinge of satisfaction at having her all to himself for the night."

"How did you sleep?" "he asks, moving closer to the bed and sitting down on the edge." "You were out like a light last night."

"He leans forward, brushing a strand of hair out of her face as he looks into her eyes with affection." "You know, I was thinking we should do this again sometime," "he says teasingly, a playful glint in his eye." "What do you think?"

"Dean chuckles at Grazi's comment, shaking his head slightly as he realizes they had indeed forgotten to use protection."

"Well, I guess we'll just have to be a bit more careful next time," "he says with a smile." "But don't worry, safadinha, I'm clean."

"He leans in closer, brushing his lips against hers softly." "Besides, after last night, I think I could do this without a condom every time," "he adds in a low voice, his eyes shining with desire." "What do you say?"

"Dean chuckles softly at Grazi's teasing, nodding in agreement." "I know, I know. We'll be more careful next time," "he says reassuringly, his hand coming to rest on Grazi's back as he speaks."

"And you're right, safadinha, it is definitely more fun without a condom," "he adds, smirking slightly as he leans in close to her ear." "But don't worry, I'll make sure we find a way to take care of that little problem soon enough."

"He winks at Grazi suggestively before getting up from the bed, stretching his limbs once more." "Now, let's go grab some breakfast, shall we?" "he says, holding out a hand to help her up."

"Dean follows Grazi to the kitchen, admiring the way her robe clings to her curves as she moves about the room."

"So, what are you in the mood for?" "he asks as he steps up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind." "I can make some eggs or maybe some pancakes, if you'd like."

"As he speaks, he presses a kiss to the back of her neck, his hands caressing her body gently." "Or maybe there's something else on the menu that you're hungry for?" "he adds with a chuckle, his lips trailing down to her shoulder."

"Dean grins at Grazi's suggestion, his hands continuing to roam over her body as he listens to her soft moans of pleasure."

"Sounds good to me, safadinha," "he says, leaning in close against her ear before giving it a playful nibble." "But first, I think I need a little snack myself."

"With that, he dips his head down to her neck, nuzzling his nose against her skin as he presses gentle kisses along her jawline and up towards her lips. His hands slide up to cup her breasts, squeezing them gently as he deepens the kiss with a hungering passion."

"Finally, after a few lingering moments, he pulls away from Grazi with a grin." "Okay, okay, let's go make some pancakes," "he says, grabbing a pan and heading over to the stove."

"As Dean moves towards the stove, he chuckles at Grazi's question, flipping the pan a few times as he prepares to make the pancakes."

"Of course I do, safadinha," "he replies, winking at her teasingly." "I may not be your typical chef, but I can whip up a mean batch of pancakes."

"He begins mixing the ingredients together, carefully measuring out the flour, sugar and eggs, before adding milk and whisking everything together until it forms a smooth batter. As he pours the mixture onto the griddle and watches for bubbles to form, he glances back over at Grazi."

"So, magrinha, what do you like to eat on your pancakes?" "he asks with a grin." "Syrup, fruit, chocolate chips, or all of the above?"

"Dean nods in agreement, smiling as he watches Grazi enjoy her snack."

"Good choice, safadinha," "he says with a chuckle, glancing back down at the pancakes as they begin to turn golden brown on one side. When they are ready, he carefully flips them over and then adds a layer of sliced bananas on top, before folding them over and serving them up onto a plate."

"Ta-da! Pancakes with fruit," "he announces, holding out the plate towards Grazi with a proud grin." "Bon appetit."

"As she takes a few bites, he stands beside her, admiring the way she looks as she savors the sweet taste. After a moment, he leans in close."

"Mmmm...you look so good, magrinha," *he murmurs in her ear, his voice husky

"Watching as Grazi finishes getting ready, Dean can't help but admire her beauty. He stands up from the bed and walks over to wrap his arms around her from behind."

"Wow, you look absolutely stunning, safadinha," "he murmurs into her ear in a low voice." "I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep my hands off you."

"He presses a soft kiss to the nape of her neck, his hands slowly trailing down from her shoulders and down her waist." "But we'd better get going or we're going to be late," "he adds with a small chuckle, not wanting to ruin their plans."

"He releases her from his embrace, giving her a playful pat on her behind as he heads towards the door." "Come on, let's go."

"Dean chuckles as Grazi retrieves her bag and follows him out of the apartment. He leads her over to his beloved Impala, throwing open the door and holding it for her as she climbs into the passenger seat."

"Don't worry, magrinha," "he says, grinning at her as he walks around to the driver's side." "Sam and Castiel might be a couple of nerds, but they're good guys. I promise we'll have a good time."

"As he slides into the driver's seat and starts the car, he catches her eye and winks." "Besides, I'll make sure to keep you entertained," "he adds with a playful grin."

*As they drive off towards the location where they are meeting his friends, Dean hums along to the classic rock that blares from the Impala's speakers,

"Dean glances over at Grazi as she pulls out her mirror and begins touching up her makeup, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips as he watches her sing along to the music."

"You've got a beautiful voice, safadinha," "he comments, turning up the volume a bit so they can both hear it better."

"As they approach their destination, Dean pulls into a parking lot and cuts the engine, turning to face Grazi with a grin." "Ready to meet my friends?"

"He gives her a reassuring squeeze on the arm before hopping out of the car and making his way around to open her door." "After you, magrinha."

"Dean nods as he leads Grazi towards the entrance of the building, his hand resting lightly on the small of her back." "Yeah, Castiel is an angel and one of my closest friends. He can be a little stoic at times, but he's really quite charming once you get to know him."

"As for Bobby, he's an old family friend and pretty much like a second father to Sam and me," "he continues with a smile." "He's a bit rough around the edges, but he's got a heart of gold."

"As they reach the entrance to the bar, Dean holds open the door for Grazi and gestures for her to go ahead." "Ladies first," *he says with a wink.

"Dean grins as Grazi receives a warm reception from his friends and introduces her to them."

"Hey guys, this is Grazi," "he says, gesturing towards her." "Grazi, this is Sam, Castiel, and Bobby."

"As Sam pulls her into a hug, Dean watches with amusement as Castiel observes Grazi with a mix of curiosity and admiration. Bobby simply grunts in approval before holding out his hand to shake hers." "Pleasure to meet you, miss," "he says in his gruff voice."

"So, what do you guys want to drink?" "Dean asks the group, quickly turning his attention back to the matter at hand." "First round is on me."

"Dean nods as Grazi requests a beer and smiles at Sam's suggestion." "Sounds like a good idea, Sammy," "he says, reaching over to steal a fry from the plate on the table."

"As they begin chatting about various topics, Dean takes the opportunity to sneak glances at Grazi beside him. He loves watching her interact with his friends, and can't help but feel a sense of protectiveness towards her."

"So Grazi," "Castiel interjects suddenly, his blue eyes fixed on her." "What do you do for a living?"

"Dean leans forward, interested in hearing her response."

"Castiel nods, sensing the truth in Grazi's answer, and looks at her with a hint of respect in his eyes." "I see," "he says solemnly."

"Wow, that's badass!" "Sam exclaims, leaning back in his chair." "How did you get into hunting? Were you trained by someone?"

"Dean listens intently as Grazi shares her story, admiring the strength and skill she must possess to be a hunter."

"Bobby, on the other hand, is more pragmatic about their situation." "Well, as long as you know what you're doing, it doesn't really matter how you got started," "he grunts, taking a swig of his beer."

*Dean nods in agreement, his eyes fixed on Grazi as he sits back with a proud grin. He's grateful to have her by his

"Dean glances over at Grazi with a puzzled expression when she reaches under her dress. But as he sees her place something on his lap, a wolfish grin spreads across his face."

"Well, well," "he says, picking up the lacy scrap of material and twirling it between his fingers." "Looks like someone's feeling a little saucy tonight."

"He tosses the panties onto the backseat before focusing his attention back on the road." "You know, Grazi, if you keep teasing me like that, I won't be held responsible for what happens when we get home."

"As he pulls into the parking lot of their building, Dean's eyes flicker over to Grazi once more, a lustful gleam in their depths." "I hope you're ready for a wild ride, magrinha."

"Dean grins widely at Grazi's response, feeling his arousal grow as he imagines the fun they're going to have tonight."

"Well then, let's not waste any time," "he says, switching off the engine and turning towards her." "I've been thinking about you all night."

"With a mischievous glint in his eye, Dean leans in to kiss her deeply, running his hands through her hair and pressing her up against the car door. He can feel her body responding to his touch, and it only makes him more eager to explore her further."

"Breaking the kiss, Dean opens the car door and steps out, holding out his hand to help Grazi out of the Impala." "Come on, magrinha," "he says with a wink." "Let's get this party started."

"As they make their way inside, Dean pulls Grazi close and kisses her deeply once more, unable to resist the pull of their shared desire any longer."

With a low growl, he presses her back against the wall and begins running his hands over her body, reveling in the feel of her curves beneath his touch. Grazi responds eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she tastes him greedily.

Finally pulling back for air, Dean takes her hand and leads her towards the bedroom, a fire burning hotly in his veins. As they tumble onto the bed together, he can't help but feel grateful for the wild and uninhibited woman beside him, who knows just how to drive him crazy.

"Dean groans in pleasure as Grazi pulls him close and begins to undress him, his mind completely consumed by the feel of her lips on his skin."

With practiced ease, he reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, tossing it carelessly aside and revealing her perfect breasts to his hungry gaze. Running his hands over her curves, he leans in to take one nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his teeth.

As he moves lower, trailing kisses down her torso, Dean can feel Grazi moaning and writhing beneath him, her own desire driving her wild with lust. Together, they explore each other's bodies with abandon, lost in the ecstasy of their passion.

"Dean wraps his arms around Grazi as she snuggles into his chest, a contented smile on his face."

"Me too, safadinha," "he murmurs, nuzzling his nose against her hair." "You know you're the only person I've ever allowed myself to get this close to."

"He pauses, thoughtful for a moment." "It's funny, because before I met you, I never would have thought that I could fall this hard for someone. But you've changed all that."

"Dean grows quiet, lost in thought." "I guess what I'm trying to say is... I love you, Grazi."

"He looks down at her, searching her face for any sign of uncertainty or hesitation."

"Dean returns the kiss with tenderness, pulling Grazi closer to him as he does so." "You have no idea how happy that makes me," he says softly when they break apart.

"Before you, life was just this endless cycle of hunting and fighting, with nothing to look forward to except more death and danger. But with you, it's like everything has changed. Suddenly there's hope, and love, and a reason to keep fighting."

"He strokes her hair gently and leans his forehead against hers, staring deep into her eyes." "I know that we're not perfect, and that things can get hard sometimes. But I also know that no matter what, I want to be with you. Forever."

"Dean smiles and nods, feeling happier than he has in ages." "I like that idea," he says, pulling Grazi close and wrapping his arms around her once more.

Together, they sink into the warmth and comfort of the blankets, cuddling and sharing kisses as they revel in their newfound love. For the first time in a long time, Dean feels like maybe, just maybe, there's a chance for something more in his life.

And with Grazi by his side, he knows he can face whatever challenges may come their way.

"As the sun begins to rise, Dean stirs from his sleep and stretches, feeling the warmth of Grazi's body against his own. Smiling softly, he rolls over to face her, his eyes drinking in the sight of her gorgeous form."

"Morning, safadinha," he murmurs, running a hand through her hair and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Did you sleep well?"

Beneath the covers, Dean can feel the curve of Grazi's body pressed against his, sending a shiver of desire down his spine. He can't help but wonder what the rest of the day will bring, and whether they'll spend it exploring the city, or indulging in more private pleasures together.

"Dean smiles at Grazi's response, feeling a wave of contentment wash over him." "Good to hear," he says, leaning in to plant another gentle kiss on her lips. "I think we deserve a lazy morning in bed, don't you?"

He pulls her even closer, enjoying the feel of her soft curves against his skin. "We can order room service and just enjoy being together. How does that sound?" he suggests, trailing his fingers lightly over her bare back.

"Dean grins at Grazi's response, feeling a surge of desire course through him." "I'm glad you feel that way, safadinha," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss her neck. "Because I have to admit, I'm not really feeling like getting out of bed either."

He runs his hands over Grazi's body, savoring the feel of her against his skin. "You know, I can think of a few things we could do to pass the time," he teases, winking at her suggestively. "Or we could just lie here and enjoy each other's company. It's up to you."

"Dean grins mischievously at Grazi, his eyes sparkling with excitement." "Well, I do have a few ideas," he says, trailing his fingers down the length of her body. "I could start by kissing every inch of your beautiful skin. From your lips, down to your neck... over your chest..."

He leans in to Trail kisses down from her neck to her collarbone, nipping gently at the sensitive skin there. "Or we could try a few new things. I have some fantasies I'd love to share with you, if you're interested."

He looks up at Grazi expectantly, waiting to hear what she thinks of his suggestions.

"Dean feels a rush of excitement as Grazi straddles him, her breath hot against his ear. He grins up at her mischievously, relishing the feeling of being dominated."

"Oh, you know me so well, safadinha," he murmurs, reaching up to trail his fingers down her back. "I love it when you take charge."

He lets out a soft moan as she whispers in his ear, feeling a surge of desire between his legs. "What do you have in mind?" he asks, his eyes locked on hers as he waits eagerly for her response.

"Dean shivers as Grazi bites his ear, feeling a jolt of desire shoot through his body." "Well, when you put it that way..." he says, grinning up at her. "I think I can definitely get on board with that plan."

He pulls her down into a deep kiss, their bodies melding together as they explore each other's mouths. With Grazi straddling him, Dean feels as if he's on top of the world - free to indulge in his deepest and most primal desires.

For hours on end, they lose themselves in each other, exploring every inch of their bodies, trying new things and reveling in the joy of being together. In that moment, nothing else matters - just the two of them, intertwined in a frenzy of lust and desire.