No Strings Attached

Day 17

            "It's a girl thing," Elena says, shrugging. "She wants you to want to do things."

            "I do things for her all the time! Just last night she got off fou—"

            "Orgasms don't count," Elena says quickly, stopping him from continuing. Just because she's the mistress doesn't mean she wants to hear about the girlfriend.

            "They so count. You've experienced my magic! You know that thing I do with my hands and your—"

            "Dean, no matter how good you are in bed, it still doesn't count." Dean clamps his mouth shut after that, thinking hard. When he opens his mouth to speak, Elena quickly says, "Not even the hand thing."

            "What about when I use my tongue to—"

            "That actually isn't as amazing as you think it is," Elena says shortly, causing Dean to breathe in sharply.

            "Oh, you're gonna regret that," Dean says, a devilish smile flashing across his face as he leaps up. His movements are quick as he scoops Elena off the blanket, drawing a scream from her lips. Dean tosses her over his shoulder and carries her toward the small lake.

            "Woah, woah, no! Dean!" Elena squeals, pounding on his back so he'll release her. "Stop!"

            "This is what you get for saying my magic doesn't count," Dean says, laughing heartedly. He marches them up to the designated jumping rock, pulling her off his shoulder and preparing to toss her into the freezing water. "Any last words?"

            "The tongue thing is great. I love it. It's my favorite part. Just please don't—" Elena's words fade into a scream as Dean drops her. She plummets through the air, her stomach clenching in preparation for the icy water.

            She hits with a splash, the water consuming her in a frenzy of cold. Her whole body freezes momentarily, the shock of the impact knocking the air out of her lungs. Seconds later she breaks the surface, spluttering and shivering.

            "I'm gonna kill you, Dean Winchester!" Elena looks up to the jumping rock, expecting to see a smirking Dean. Instead she only sees empty space and fear replaces her anger. "Dean?"

            "Geronimo!"

            Dean runs off the edge of the rock, soaring through the air momentarily before crashing into the water. The ripple effect spreads across the lake, even reaching the falls on the other side. Coming back to the surface, Dean smiles widely at Elena.

            "What the hell?" Elena flails her arms wildly, splashing Dean in the face. "It's the middle of November! It's freezing cold and your plan is to jump into a lake?"

            "You started it!" Dean splashes her back, earning a small giggle to bubble from Elena's lips. Upon realizing she had just laughed, her eyes narrow in determination.

            "Nope. Nuh-uh. You're not getting out of this one. You literally threw me off a cliff!" Elena splashes Dean once again, her defiance ebbing away as they begin their splashing war.

            "You know, you're kinda cute when you're mad," Dean says through the water, earning himself another splash in the face. He reaches out, snagging her waist and collecting her against him.

            "Hey! No fair!" Elena wriggles in his arms, her small frame struggling to get free from his firm grip. She's laughing now, the angelic sound bursting into the air even as she fights him. "You're cheating!"