WHO: Anna & Dean WHEN: Tuesday early o'clock in the morning WHERE: a dream. his, hers, doesn't really matter anymore WHAT: more dream smut RATING: nc17
It had been days and she was doing so good. If she just didn't sleep, she couldn't risk falling into bed with Dean. It was that simple. Just don't sleep. She was an angel, she didn't actually need to sleep! Except that she was recently pregnant and still breast feeding, so her Grace was struggling to recover on a regular basis. Eventually she was going to pass out.
Thankfully she was in bed when it happened. She was curled up on her side trying to read one of those baby books that tried to tell you how smart your kid was supposed to be at each month mile marker. Aiden was asleep in his crib.
Or so she thought. She opened her eyes and he was in a bassinet in the grass. She was sprawled out on a blanket with Dean. Naked. Of course Dean would get her naked in the middle of a field in the middle of no where. Anna yawned and stretched, rolling over a bit and ignoring her hair as it tangled and brushed in the stubble on his face. If he didn't want her hair getting all caught against his face, he'd have shaved.
"You're either gonna have to rub sunscreen on me and deal with the taste of it on my skin, or I'm going to burn and you're going to rubbing aloe on me later."