Who: God and Dean Winchester What: Having of the hot, hot sex. When: Now, since Dean's got his boy parts back. It's a celebration. Where: God's flat in London. Warnings: NC-17, most likely. It's God for fuck's sake, people. You ought to be aware of this by now. XD
She'd been having a lot of sex lately. And for God to say it was a lot, was something. But she'd been craving Dean for awhile now. It had been quite some time since she'd been with him, and the fact that she'd been with Sam as well just made her want Dean even more. There was something about those Winchester brothers that had her coming back for more. It was rather like her obsession with Greg and Mark. Maybe there was something in the House and Winchester DNA that made her react the way she did.
In any case, it didn't take her long to get home and prepared for Dean to arrive. She knew he wasn't the type for candlelight and roses and soft music. So she left the lights on, made a cursory spray of Febreze to freshen up the room, and put in Led Zeppelin's IV. She untied the leather strap holding her hair back, and shook out the heavy near black wavy strands. A wave of her hand, and she was adorned in a skimpy black and pink lingerie set. Now all that was left to do was wait for Dean to arrive.