(For Dean)

[sharktoothtotem]

 Taylor sat in a chair across from him sketching in her journal.  A little of the charcoal from the stick she was using had smudged her cheek from when she had tucked a lock of hair out of her face. She was in short running shorts, and a cropped tee, over which she had a thin hoodie that looked like it was made of blue mesh, her backpack was on the floor under her chair, more out of habit than anything.  

"So, you really hunt monsters don't you?"  She had been mulling it over for a while.  "What is that like?"

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[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

There's a light pant as she kisses her nails across his back, the muscles tensing lightly under her touch. Dean's mouth continues it's trail, though, down towards the nipples. He teases a few times his tongue, enough to get her perky, before returning his mouth to hers. One of his calloused but gentle hands is going to start playing with her breasts until he finds the right ways to elicit the reactions he wants.

[sharktoothtotem]

Taylor smirks ever so slightly feeling him tense. Though the thoughts derail as he flicks at her sensitive skin, forgetting a brief moment how to breathe. His hands on her, make her give a small throaty purr, soft hands just tell you that the person has never really lived anyway.

Instead of talking, she slips her hands up deepening the kiss.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

He plays with the sensitive skin areas around her breasts until she's suitably worked up, before his hand goes slipping down towards her jeans and panties again, this time slipping them completely down under her ass to her mid thigh, a little easier than it probably should be in this position. The fingers traceback over the curve of her ass and her hip before one finds it's way between to gibe a small stroke. Again he's testing, finding her limits and her likes, lacking the caution to be tentatively up also not so boldly as to be overpowering. He really wasn't joking when he made the comment about making sure his partners were well looked after in that way, and in this case leafing a little bit as she seems to be not yet confident enough to just take what she wants in the way that he likes the most. He has no doubts that they may get there eventually, but until then he's gonna focus in on making sure she's pleased.

[sharktoothtotem]

She's able to keep her balance easily, pressing back against his gentle touches. While he's testing, her fingers traced scars, as she worked her way down, glancing up slightly to see how he was taking it. She'd only go as far as he was comfortable. When her pants were slid off, she gave a slight giggle, not enough to break the mood.

Of course not, she didn't want this to stop, one hand trailed down his chest, wrapping gingerly around him, stroking teasingly slow. She didn't want to be the only one to be feeling good.