Doya : after glow

Doya : afterglow

A/N : because why not? They also have tender moments. Still a continuation of the « Torn Jacket » little SL. It's still taking place during the Pluto affair but it's before they both worked a case together. ((the current case is here : https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=273687387673153&set=pcb.273696271005598)

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Oya woke up early this morning and rolled on her side so she could wrap her arms around Dean's waist and cuddle him. Due to the sweat of last night and the cool air in the room, Oya's heavy curly hair was wet and had shrunk. Dean's back was scratched, as usual, but now that he was fully awake, he could feel the bruises on his chest and lap due to Oya's passionate lovemaking. He did hiss but he never minded her, nor the scars on his back for they were a reminder of what happened the night before. They were a reminder that their lives were real and that she was back in his life. She woke up quite tired this morning, which had the blonde hunter simply wrap his arms around her waist and gently pushed behind her face, revealing a lovely face that was barely awake. He heard a lovely growl and grinned at her. His hand stroked her soft cheek and planted a good-morning kiss.

« Good morning dickhead. » She whispered. Oh yes, she hadn't had coffee so she would be insufferable if he didn't give her any. Dean shifted on the bed, ready to leave but she held him tighter and kept him close to her frame. « Stay, please....stay with me this morning. » to which he nodded and let her push him against her smaller and warmer frame.

« I thought that your last case would have worn you out. » -He joked, poking the bear to see if it got angry, but it didn't, she simply grinned-

« I will always have some spare energy for you, you know that. » She rubbed her nose against his chest and took a deep breath. « It felt good...yesterday I mean. It felt good to be back, to see you, to love you. » She whispered, still not looking at him. Dean shifted again, so she could be resting the top of her body against his chest and he could lose his fingers into her heavy tight coil locks.

« I have missed you too. » -Dean simply said, saying the words she was trying to say in her groggy state of mind. She nodded quietly and looked up at his face. Hazel eyes stared into emeralds and she quietly ran her hand over his chest, stroking the warm skin to reassure herself that he was indeed here. Dean let her do, his breathing was calm and collected and he let her play with his chest. Thank the fresh air, he was now cooled down and less sensitive to her touch. He could still feel the hickeys she left on his neck and shoulders and couldn't help but grin. « But seriously, Shorty...how was your last case? You didn't speak much about it. »

« What do you want me to say? I actually aced it. It wasn't that difficult. » She said pushing herself off of his chest just so she could look at him. Dean used the momentum to sit on the bed and she followed, legs crossed in a meditative pose and hands on her lap. « I didn't get any serious injuries as you could see, just got my jacket torn, got a few scratches. » She said turning her head to look at him. Dean let his calloused big hand stroke the soft skin of Oya's back.

« You came back with a smile, dare I argue that you actually got into a fight? » He grinned. He knew Oya's love for a good fisticuff. A hunt without any bruise was not a hunt for her, which made him chuckle out loud when she nodded frantically.

« You should have seen the other guy. It was actually a mixed fight between monsters and some of their human allies. Cause, believe it or not, humans sometimes do ally with those monsters. » She said rolling her eyes before she slapped her lap. « They thought that because I was tiny I couldn't kick their asses, but I did and they were arrested. »

« You worked with police ? » -He lifted a brow, surprised to hear that she indeed worked with law enforcement.-

« I... it happened yeah... actually one of the victims appeared to be the niece of a police officer, who witnessed the attack her statement wasn't believed but the report was found by a hunter who sent the coordinates to me. So yeah... I didn't kill the human allies, but I sure as hell beat them up into a pulp. »

She grinned, cooing at the gentle massage Dean was giving her, before she moved around and seductively left the bed. The sheets dropped and her gorgeous naked figure appeared much to Dean's pleasant surprise. She was perfection, the curls, the toned and thick legs, the small waist, and the opulent breasts. He didn't mind that she was tiny, that made her even cuter. The curve of her ass as she walked away drew his attention and he ended up standing up as well. Oya was awake and no longer wanted to remain in bed, which was good. He wanted to wake up and make her some coffee but she beat him to it and just straight up went to the bunker's kitchen butt naked. Thank god, nobody was home, not Sam or even Castiel since they were both busy working cases. Dean wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against the hard frame of his chest.

« Hey! Let me go ! »

« Why did you leave without a warning! Imagine if Sam or Castiel was around? » He asked, pressing a kiss onto her forehead.

« Well, they both have seen an adult woman's body before, right? So what's new here? » She said with a shrug, purposely reeling Dean as she knew he hated when she walked naked outside of their bedroom. « Besides, you are also butt naked. What should I say then? What if the boys came back and found you like that? » She said in a dramatic tone before a giggle replaced her words and she outstretched her arms just so Dean could pick her up. « Fine, Dickhead... I'll grab a bathrobe and look decent... you should probably put some boxers just in case someone came in. »

« You're being reasonable now, O? » She nodded and pressed her lips to his neck while her hands ran up to the back of his head, eliciting a groan from the hunter. « You're being playful now... I've just woken up. »

« Bullshit! You've been awake at least an hour before I was. »  She looked up to his face and bit at her bottom lip. « But I'll spare you some game... I'm not in the mood for teases...I'll get that bathrobe, you make us breakfast, and then we can cuddle, shower together, and talk some more about the case ? »

« About anything you want. » He said before he quickly coughed and added a stoic. « That's a good plan. » to which she laughed and tapped the tip of his nose with her forefinger.

« Good, it's settled. Now put me down. » He gently put the woman down on her feet, allowing for her to set herself free and push him away gently. Dean smiled at her, enjoying her good mood, and couldn't help himself but grab her arm to quickly pull her against his chest. « What ?.. » Oya fake-complained, she loved when he was loving, even more, when he was feeling good and he surely did. He didn't say anything, just let his emerald eyes stare into her hazel ones. She smiled and looked up at his face while her arms wrapped around his waist. « I have missed you too. » She finally said, now more awake. « I'm good with a good day just for ourselves, no cases, no drama, just the two of us. » She tiptoed and he pulled her up just so he could press a kiss to her lips and stroke her cheek. « Now put me down. »

« Nothing is holding you back. » He pointed out but she rolled her eyes, prompting him to let her go back to her feet and effectively leave to the bedroom. « Bring me some boxers when you come back here, please. »

He asked while he turned around to look at the kitchen and think of the breakfast he wanted to make them. It had to be the nicest breakfast for the sweetest champion. He noticed the ugly apron still there and decided to wear it just for her. Dean was anticipating the face she'd make upon seeing him wearing that ugly thing and the big smile on her lips would be enough to shut his demons for the day. Oya was there, Dean was finally home.

-TBC-