Katherine&Dean || Feisty

winchesterbrothernumber1:

He laughed into her collar bone. “Lazy vampire aren’t we?” He kept kissing. When she moved her hips, he slid his hand back. He was comfortable in control and didn’t know if he could trust her enough to give her any. He sat up. “I need another beer.” He walked through the house to the kitchen, getting himself another cold one. When he came back, he looked at her. She had a dangerous look on her face. 

She laughed, “I still haven’t told you whether I am or not. Down with the assumptions, hunter.” She would continue to scoff whenever she said the word ‘hunter’. No matter what he was doing with his lips, the fact he was a hunter put a bad taste in her mouth and a look of disgust on her face. She growled as he lowered his hand again, he knew exactly what he was doing to her. Her face turned fiery as he stood up and left, and when he returned she scowled at him. “I’m not a patient girl, Dean. I thought we’d already discovered that.”