Prompt 081. Wet
Pairing Willow/Kennedy, Willow/Dean
There was something in the way she licked her lips that got him excited. Even more so the fact that Willow knew what she was doing, that when she parted her lips and slowly ran her tounge over the top, then bottom wetting them made Dean think of ways she could use that wetness on him. Lips, pink and full, driving him crazy, and had been for the last few weeks. In any other circumstance Dean Winchester would have effectivly taken what he wanted, but with eight slayers in the area, one being her girlfriend, and the woman in question being a witch, he was not going to take the chance of being hurt more than he could handle.
She looked his way once more, then slowly got up from her chair, walking to him and leaning down, "Do I have something on my face Dean?"
He shook his head, "Why would you think that?"
"Because you've been staring at me for the last hour." She crouched in front of his, letting her hand rest on his thigh.
Dean looked at her hand, "No I haven't." He cursed to himself at the lame reply, hoping she did not notice his nervousness.
She let out a small laugh, then wetting her lips once again, "Sam and Kennedy took the other slayers out for patrol an hour ago, they were going to patrol over by the red light district, then to the cemetary. So that means we have maybe fourty-five minutes left to ourselves... what can we do to keep busy?"
He should have just left the room, but she did it again, ran her tongue slowly over her top lip, then bottom, leaving a glistening trail of wetness. Sure, Kennedy would stake him later, but it was worth it.