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Summary: Buffy's given shelter to a Winchester hunter, and woken up with him in her bed.

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Supernatural > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Dean WinchesterDemongirlFR1531,5931146,87520 Jan 072 Jun 07Yes

Chapter Three

Title: Baby It's Cold On The Floor
Author: Demongirl
Disclaimer: Everything Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Supernatural belongs to their respective creators, not me.

"So, what took you so long?" Buffy and Dean were lying in her bed, pillows propped behind their heads, legs entwined, entangled in the duvet.

"Nothing really, got caught up in the mysteries of laughter on TV shows," Dean exhaled, wrapping an arm around her slender shoulders and pressing a kiss to her forehead, "but then I figured 'what the fuck, I've got a gorgeous girlfriend waitin' for my in her room, most than likely half-naked', and high-tailed it out of that thought train."

Buffy giggled, and walked her fingers up Dean's muscular chest, noticing as she did so, that he was emitting a sound suspiciously similar to a purr.

'He's purring like the engine of that damn Impala,' the thought flashed across her mind, and she couldn't help but snicker out loud.

“Sweetheart, I’m real glad that I’m as secure in my sexuality as I am, or you would’ve had a blubberin’ mess of a man, thinking that his girl is laughin’ at him,” Buffy felt Dean grinning into her neck as he nuzzled it, “come to think of it, sounds like something Sammy would do.”

Buffy didn’t pause. She moved so fast that Dean didn’t have time to counteract her. One minute they were lying side by side, wrapped around each other, the next she was on top, duvet slipping to her waist, granting him an excellent view. However, the formation of his slow, sexy grin was interrupted, because Buffy chose that moment to bite down exceptionally hard on his earlobe.

“Don’t make fun of your brother. It’s not nice.”

“I’m not a nice man, darlin'. Don’t even try to deny that you love it.”

Buffy smiled gently, mischievously, and slowly lowered her body, bringing herself closer to Dean.

“You know what? I really do. And just so you know, you’re welcome to make yourself at home in my bed from now on.”

“Love you,” Dean kissed Buffy gently, taking time to build the pressure, the feeling of love, romance, excitement and a certain sense of danger, “I knew you wouldn’t make me sleep on the floor."

“Baby, it’s cold on the floor.”

AN. Hope you enjoyed this not-so-climactic, but hopefully still enjoyable, ending.

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