Faith sat on the edge of the bed, a towel wrapped around her body as she rifled through her bag.
"Hey, Dean?"
Dean
"Present," Dean murmured, sketching something while comparing it with something from John's journal.
Faith
"I thought I'd give Sam his present this morning."
Faith raised an eyebrow slightly.
"And I thought you could get a little present out of it if you gave us some alone time."
Dean
Dean's eyes shifted.
"What do you mean?" he frowned.
Faith
Faith tossed the bag of new lingerie at him.
"Pick out a set for me to wear and I'll quickly model it for you before he gets back."
Dean
"Oooh!" Dean jumped, grabbing the bag and rifling through.
His eyes were as wide as a kid in a candy store as he sifted through the underwear.
Faith
Faith grinned.
"It's going to be crotchless, isn't it?"
Dean
"Depends," Dean was only half paying attention.
"Any schoolgirl uniforms? Dominatrix leather?"
Faith
Faith grinned slightly.
"You'll see when you get to it."
Dean
Dean kept sifting through, jealous that he couldn't see her in all of them, but finally came to the gold.
Literally. Thin, strappy, gold, spandex.
"YES!" he exclaimed, throwing it to her, "this one!"
Faith
Faith laughed, catching it easily.
"Alright, back in a second."
She went into the bathroom to change.
Dean
Dean waited a moment, got into a comfy sitting position, got out his phone and set it to record from the bedside table, then got back into his comfy sitting position, then really wished he had popcorn.
Faith
Faith opened the door to the bathroom slightly, and curled one leg around it, rubbing the door seductively.
She peeked her head around the corner to grin at him.
Dean
"I feel like this calls for porn music," Dean insisted.
"Bow chica wow-wow..."
Faith
"I should work another night at a strip club maybe."
Faith came out from the bathroom and posed jokingly.
Dean
"No argument here," Dean was doing a little jig with his arms.
Faith
"I can't believe you sent him out to get you food on his birthday," Faith commented.
She rubbed her arms lightly.
"Ok, I'm getting cold."
Dean
"No you're not," Dean's eyebrows rose, nodding to her breasts.
Faith
Faith grinned evilly, before pinching at her nipples to make them hard.
"Yep. See? Hard. I'm cold."
Dean
"Maybe you should put another layer on," Dean grinned, throwing her a lacy number that was only slightly less revealling.
Faith
"You're terrible," Faith commented.
She caught it easily and held it up slightly.
Dean
"Just looking out for your interests... and mine," Dean grinned.
Faith
"What a gentleman."
Faith went back into the bathroom to change into the other garment.
"When's Sam due back?"
Dean
Dean checked his watch.
"About... five minutes ago, give or take."
Faith
"Ok."
Faith came back out in a bathrobe, then quickly flashed Dean.
"Done and done."
Dean
"Oh what?" Dean moaned, "come on, that's so not fair."
Faith
"I'm not getting caught doing this by your brother on his birthday."
Faith sat down on the bed and peered at her nails for a second.
Dean
"Damn," Dean grunted, falling back onto the bed.
Faith
"We can go to a strip club next week and I'll make it up to you?" Faith jokingly suggested.
"I'll work and maybe even kiss a girl."
Dean
"You promise?" Dean asked without getting up.
Faith
"Yep."
Faith tied the belt around the robe and went through her bag.
"But you have to go away when Sam's back."
Dean
"Done," Dean agreed, sitting up again.
"Especially now as you've given me an excuse to hit the strip clubs."
He grinned.
Faith
"You didn't need an excuse," Faith grinned.
She brushed her hair from her eyes.
Dean & Sam
"No... but now I can say you told me to," Dean reasoned as the door opened.
"Awesome. Food!"
"Hey," Sam dropped a bag by Dean's side, then took the other two over to Faith, "what'd I miss?"
Faith
"Discussion on next way to make cash," Faith said, reaching out for the food.
"I suggested Dean take up stripping."
Sam & Dean
"Oh yeah?" Sam chuckled, taking his jacket off.
Dean's eyes widened.
"Bullshit," he proclaimed.
Faith
Faith grinned.
"Just throwing it out there."
Dean & Sam
"And you can pull it back in," Dean insisted as Sam laughed.
Faith
"I'm sure you'd make a lot of money," Faith grinned. "Probably more than I would."
She opened the bag of food.
Dean
"I probably would," Dean reasoned, "I mean, I'm gorgeous, so it's a given..."
Faith
"If you can do tricks with it, that'll pay more too."
Faith nodded in the direction of his crotch.
Sam & Dean
"You mean there's something about his sex life that you don't know?" Sam teased.
"Not everyone knows everything Sammy," Dean scorned.
"No I know, it's just... she happens to be half your sex life."
"Ha ha."
Faith
"He might've learned some new tricks."
Faith grinned faintly, then looked at Dean with big eyes that roughly translated to 'take the food and go. Now'.
Dean & Sam
Dean frowned at the look, then his eyes widened as he realised.
"And with that, I'm gonna leave you kids to your wild antics," he announced, standing up.
"What?" Sam looked confused.
"Don't worry," Dean smirked, folding his leather jacket over his arm and grabbing his food.
"Enjoy," he grinned as he closed the door behind him.
Faith
Faith laughed, rolling her eyes as he disappeared.
"That was Dean's version of subtle," she said to Sam.
Sam
"Pretty much," Sam nodded in agreement, "but shouldn't we eat first? I don't know about you, but I'm starving."
Faith
"Yeah, we should."
Faith opened the bag of food, leaning back against the bed and undoing the robe to get a little more comfortable.
"What did you bring me?"
Sam
"A bit of everything," Sam shrugged, "I wasn't sure if you were craving anything in particular, so..."
Faith
"Nah, am easy this morning."
Faith started pulling food from the bag.
"Got a panicked call from Tru this morning. Think she's getting scared about the wedding."
Sam
"Ah," Sam nodded, "the pre-wedding jitters."
Faith
"Yep, that's why you should elope."
Faith paused.
"Actually, then you just freak out later on down the track and you leave your husband with only a note and you move states."
Sam
"Or that could just be you," Sam looked at her charmingly, tease in his eyes.
Faith
Faith smirked.
"Yeah, or that could just be me," she agreed. "But I'm not - I wasn't good at the... talking thing. So I just left. You'd get break up sex. At least."
Sam
"You're planning this out already?" Sam's look didn't change.
Faith
"Yes, everyday I think about it," Faith teased back.
She ran her fingers over his knee.
"No, it's ok. I'm not planning on leaving."
Sam
"I should hope not," Sam mused, face falling after a moment.
"But you know... if you did I'd understand. You know. Free spirit and all that."
Faith
"Hey," Faith said, touching Sam's chin with her fingertips.
"This free spirit has learned how to balance the free side with the Sam side. And I kinda like hanging around you."
Sam
"Well I'm glad," Sam said insistantly, before stuffing his mouth with chicken and grinning.
Faith
"You're such a dork."
Faith rolled her eyes jokingly, then turned her attention to the food.
Sam
Sam turned the news channel on as they ate, then off again as they finished. Nothing that stood out or looked vaguely worth pursuing.
"So. You and Dean been talking about me?" he asked, picking his teeth.
Faith
Faith glanced over at him.
"A little, this morning."
Sam
"That's not nice you know," Sam teased, "talking about me behind my back."
Faith
Faith grinned.
"You're allowed to talk about someone behind their back on their birthday. It's like... the law. Or something. Look it up. It's in all the textbooks."
Sam
"Only if you're getting a surprise party," Sam insisted.
"And I don't see any streamers. Or fairy bread."
Faith
"Well, I didn't have a lot of time."
Faith smiled slightly.
"But, I did get you something."
Sam
"Oh yeah?" Sam's eyebrows rose, and he bit his bottom lip.
Faith
"I don't know if it counts because you have me all the time... but with a difference..."
Faith stood from the bed and moved to stand in front of Sam.
"Unwrap me?"
Sam
"Ooh, like a present?" Sam chuckled, doing as instructed.
His eyebrows went up again.
"Ok... wow."
Faith
Faith grinned, putting her hands on her hips.
"Yep, like a present."
Sam
Sam took her shoulders and pulled her down into his lap so that he could kiss her.
Faith
Faith laughed slightly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Happy birthday," she said, when they broke apart.
Sam
"Happy birthday to me," Sam grinned, nuzzling her nose before kissing her again.
Faith
Faith returned the kiss, pushing him back down against the bed.
"So," she breathed, lightly kissing down his chin to his neck. "What do you want to do today?"
Sam
"Let me think about that..." Sam mused.
"How long did you tell Dean to dematerialise for?"
Faith
"He should be gone just about all day," Faith replied.
"Barring emergencies."
Sam
"Like 'I forgot my knife'?" Sam mused.
"Awesome. So, you're all mine, huh?"
Faith
"Aren't I always?"
Faith looked up at him for a second, before returning her attention back to his neck, licking and kissing gently.
Sam
Sam let that one go, leaning in to smell her hair.
His left hand pushed the robe from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
Faith
Faith smiled faintly, looking up into his eyes for a second before the intimacy became a little too much for her.
She kissed him again, slowly this time.
"So, it's your birthday... do what you wish with me."
Sam
"Oh I will, don't you worry," Sam smiled into the kiss.
His left hand suddenly grasped her hair, his right pulling her buttocks inwards as he kissed her more... ravenously.
Faith
Faith grinned slightly, tightening her arms around Sam's neck. She moved so she was straddling his lap properly, the muscles tense in her thighs as she held them steady.