71st Hunt [Action]

[dudeimbatman]

[Dean is underneath the Impala, legs sticking out, the sound of him sweet talking the car coming in quiet mutterings. He's changing out the fuel filter today and having a bit of trouble with it sticking. After a few minutes it comes free and it puts the new one in. Once that's done, he finishes up and slides out from beneath the car looking for someone to kiss.]


[ooc: Victory kisses curse! Tag your muse in and I'll tag back with Deano completing some mundane sort of task and then kissing your muse. If you've got ideas/suggestions/etc, add 'em into your tag.]

Comments

[sings4dragons.livejournal.com]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[She's got good lungs and Dean's aren't half bad but eventually he has to break the kiss with a gasp of breath.]

Shit. Sorry. Curse. I think.

[And he takes a couple of steps away, still breathing hard.]

[sings4dragons.livejournal.com]

It's... quite alright. Unexpected, but... alright.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[He takes a step closer to her and holds out a hand to help her to her feet.]

Yeah. It's kind of a crazy day.

[sings4dragons.livejournal.com]

Aren't most days crazy around here?

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Damn good point. [He's quiet for an awkward moment.]

Sooooo you're okay?