After All This Time

Title: After All This Time
Rating: NC-17
Author: Reportergirl13
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Jo Sam/Madison
Word Count: 1,368
Prompt: from Lucklessfor him 'Dean and Jo have to dress up. Sexytimes ensue'



Jo glared at the hanger in front of her, lavender dress staring back at her. Not only did Jo hate getting dressed up, but she hated the color purple. It was girly and made her feel like a Barbie doll. She sighed, reached out, and pulled the dress from the hanger.

She tossed it on the bed as she bent over to grab the only pair of heels she owned out from under the bed. A loud whistle sounded from the other end of the room and she spun on her heel, hair whipping around her face. Dean stood leaning against the door in a pair of black dress pants, a white tank top, and a smirk on his lips.

“Have I mentioned those are my favorite panties?”

Jo rolled her eyes as she turned and lifted the dress off the bed before pulling it over her head.

“You say that about all my panties. Get your ass over here and zip me up.”

Dean pushed away from the doorframe and moved into the room. He still couldn’t believe Sam was getting married. After everything they’d been through, Azazel, him being sent to hell, coming back from hell, Lucifer rising, the apocalypse…they deserved some happiness.

He reached out his hand, fingers trailing from her neck down to the small of her back before grasping the zipper, sliding it up slowly, and placing a light kiss on her shoulder. Jo smiled as she shook her head and turned in his arms.

“Nuh uh Dean…we don’t have time for this. You need to finish getting ready and I need to do my hair, make-up, and make sure Madison has everything she needs.”

He rolled his eyes, while wrapping his arms around her.

“Aww come on Jo…we haven’t spent any quality time together in the past week. The house is finally quiet we can make it quick…”

The pleading look in Dean’s eyes broke her resolve and he grinned. He cupped her cheek, leaned in and captured her lips in a heated kiss. One of his hands snaked around her back and right as he was pulling down the zipper to her dress there was a thud outside by the bedroom door.

“Mommy…Daddy…”

Dean’s head fell into the curve between Jo’s shoulder and neck as he groaned. She chuckled lightly as their three and a half year old daughter poked her head into their room. She grinned.

“I finds you!”

Dean let go of Jo, turned around, and faced Mary Ellen. She was decked out in a purple dress, short blonde hair curled, smile on her face. Dean gave her half a smile.

“You sure did princess. Aren’t you supposed to be with Grandpa Bobby?”

Mary Ellen giggled at Dean’s question and seconds later an out of breath Bobby grasped the door frame, bent down and took a few deep breaths. Dean raised an eyebrow at Bobby as he stood and grunted.

“There you are you little runt. What’d I tell ya about takin’ off like that?”

She turned around, innocent look on her face, and hands behind her back as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet.

“Uhhh to not do it?”

He frowned at her.

“Then why’d ya do it?”

She shrugged.

“I wants to see my mommy.”

Bobby glared at the three year old before looking up at Dean and Jo. He pointed.

“I blame this on the two a you damn kids…”

Dean grinned as Jo bent down to Mary Ellen.

“Come on baby, let’s go find Aunt Maddie and see if she needs our help gettin’ ready.”

Dean’s eyes followed Jo as she picked up their daughter, winked at him, and walked out of the room and past Bobby. He sighed and glanced at Bobby.

“I can’t wait until this damn wedding is over and all you people go home so my wife and I can go back to having sex on a regular freakin basis.”

Bobby rolled his eyes at Dean’s outburst. Dean went to the closet, grabbed his button down shirt and shrugged it on. He buttoned it up as he walked toward Bobby.

“I’m goin out to the garage, tell Jo to come get me when it’s time for the wedding.”

Bobby nodded and Dean patted his back before making his way down stairs and outside. Forty-five minutes later Jo had left Mary Ellen with Bobby and Sam while she went to go find Dean. They had twenty-five minutes until the wedding started and her stupid husband was in the garage working on cars.

She shook her head as she made her way outside, lifting the hem of her dress. Jo still couldn’t believe it had been five years since going on the road with the boys and finding out she was pregnant. They’d been through hell and back, but things were finally settling down.

She pushed open the door and found Dean squatting by a motorcycle. Jo shook her head. Only Dean would work on an engine in dress clothes before his brother’s wedding. She crossed her arms over her chest and cleared her throat.

“What are you doing?”

Dean turned his head in her direction and made a face.

“What’s it look like.”

“It looks like your working on a motorcycle when you’re brother’s getting married in twenty minutes. Come on princess we gotta go.”

He stood up and his eyes roamed over her body. She looked amazing. Some days he still couldn’t believe they were married…that they had a house and a family. It boggled his mind how things had turned out. He smirked.

“Nice dress.”

She scrunched her nose and walked toward him until there wasn’t any space between them.

“Nice monkey suit.”

They stared at each other for a minute before Dean grabbed her, whirled her around, and pressed her against the motorcycle tilting it slightly, his hand already bunching the dress up at her waist.

“Your brother’s getting married in fifteen minutes…and…Jesus.”

Dean chuckled against her neck, working two fingers inside her at a quick pace. He was tired of waiting. They hadn’t been together in over a week. He needed to be inside of her. Undoing the belt and zipper on his dress pants, he pushed them down

“This won’t take long.”

Jo opened her mouth as Dean removed his fingers and grasped her hips, plunging inside her body. They let out simultaneous groans, Jo grabbing onto the handle of the motorcycle and Dean bracing one hand against the wall of the garage.

“Faster…”

Dean pulled out, slamming back into her, shaking the whole motorcycle as he reached a hand between them, rubbing her clit . Minutes later her walls clenched around him as she came milking him for all he was worth. Dean let out a low growl as he came inside her.

“Fast enough for you?”

“Mmm.”

“Dean…you in here? Madison and I…”

He trailed off when he noticed Jo sitting on the motorcycle flushed and Dean adjusting himself.

“We’re coming Sammy…”

Sam shook his head, mumbling as he walked out of the garage.

“Why do I have the feeling you already did.”

They watched Sam go and Jo let out a small laugh as Dean waggled his eyebrows at her.

“Ready for a wedding?”

She smiled and nodded as Dean held out a hand to her. She took it, he pulled her off the motorcycle, and she straightened out her dress. Dean swallowed hard as he watched her. She glanced up at him and raised an eyebrow.

“You coming?”

Dean nodded.

“I’ll be right there. I’m just gonna lock up.”

She nodded and made her way into the sunlit backyard. He watched the light hit her hair, golden locks falling haphazardly down her back, dress blowing in the wind and his breath caught in his throat. After all this time, he still didn’t know how he’d got so lucky, but it didn’t matter.

All the bad shit they’d had to deal with, the deaths, the pain, it was all worth it for him because it got him here and he was happy. Dean finally had the family he’d always wanted and that was more than enough for him…