Dean placed his hands on her hips as she kissed him. He expected something short and sweet. Instead, he found their kiss growing deeper and deeper. His heart began to beat quickly. When she pulled away he slowly opened his eyes and gazed at her. He touched his lip with his middle and index fingers and stood, a little shocked. Why was he acting this way? Usually a kiss didn't give him this effect, with the exception of one...but he was forgetting about her right now.
"Don't apologize," he stated quietly. Instinctively, he stepped forward her again, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her again. Then he pulled away. "Sorry," he apologized this time. "Your turn," he said sitting back down. He looked at the ground dissapointed. He wasn't ready for a relationship...not even a kiss. He kissed El Kirk out of anger and saddness. He had to prove something to himself. But he just couldn't rust himself anymore.