Home At Last 16

***Thank you NightoftheLepus for editing my story :D***

Her steps echoed in the littered alley as she ran from the man who was chasing her. Just moments earlier she had walked past him on the dimly lit street on her way back from work. Heading down the quiet street towards her car, a few blocks away, he had violently dragged her into the dark alley, where he had shown his sharp teeth and a wicked smile. Allison couldn't believe what she just saw.

'Vampire? No way!' She thought, struggling to get away from him, feeling panic was about to grip her tight.

"Come here puppet," the vampire named, Stavros said, smiling, hearing how her heart rate increase, smelling her fear saturating the air.

"It will not hurt." He laughed as he lowered his head to sink his teeth into her soft tantalizing skin.

Frightened, she kneed him, as her father had taught her so many years ago and began to run as fast as she could further into the alley, desperate to get away, to stay alive. Stavros hunched over, cursing over the fact that a puny human female had taken him by surprise. He had thought that she would be an easy prey. Standing up slowly he began to follow her, stalking his prey.

Allison dove behind a dumpster, after she looked for a way out, in an effort to get away, scraping her hands and forearm in the process. The pain shot through her body and she tried to hide as best as she could. Her labored breathing and whimpering, due to the pain in her hands, was the only sound in the alley.

'Oh my God I'm going to die!' The tears began to well up in her eyes as the panic came rushing along with fear.

"Here kitty," The vampire mocked her. "I can smell your distress and hear your heartbeat. I will find you and when I do we are going to have so much fun. Well at least I will."

Stavros smiled, having more fun than he'd had in many, many years. He wanted to make this last, maybe even fuck her while he fed from her. Allison began praying frantically when she realized that she couldn't get away. His footsteps came closer and closer. Right before he reached the dumpster and his prey a man's voice called out.

"Hey!"

The vampire spun around, chocked, towards the man that had spoken, angry over being interrupted.

Not far from the opening was a man holding a machete. He was 6'1" tall, with a muscular body and short brown hair. The man smiled but the smile didn't reach his green eyes. Allison tried to see the man who had drawn the attention of the vampire, leaning out from behind the dumpster.

"Stay right where you are," he said when he saw her head peaking out. He took a step closer to the vampire, getting a firmer grip on the machete. "I'll be there in a bit".

As he said that the vampire lunged himself at him, Stavros bared his teeth and tried to bite the human who was trying to interrupt his meal, just to miss his mark.

Allison gasped at the sight, but the man just kept smiling when he took a step to the side to avoid the attacker and swung the machete towards the vampires neck. In a blink of an eye the vampires head rolled away from his body, which landed on the ground. She felt her stomach wanted to empty itself, her breathing came in short bursts.

"Deep breaths, everything will be alright." Stunned, Allison looked up at the handsome stranger that had saved her.

"I'm, Dean Winchester and I will not harm you." He offered her his hand and helped her to stand. Not letting go of her he walked with her past the dead vampire.

"What was he?"she asked nervously trying hard not to look at the dead body.

"A vampire," Dean explained looking at her, confirmed what she had thought. Noticing her bright blue eyes with a rim of green around the pupil and her auburn hair that were kept in a fishbone braid that reached past her shoulders.

"Thank you for saving me, I'll be fine once I reach my car," Alison said nervously.

"Where are you parked?" He asked as they walked down the street towards a car park next to a rather rundown apartment building.

Once at the car park she headed towards a yellow car with a white top in a used condition.

"You drive a '57 Thunderbird?" he asked bewildered.

She nodded and smiled, relaxing. Men always seemed to be surprised when they found out what she drove. Looking at him, Allison saw that he was looking at her car impressed. She looked down on her clothes. Nothing special there that all. A lavender cardigan over a white blouse and with that a black pencil skirt and flats.

"Have you had it for long?" he asked genuinely interested. She looked at him, startled that he asked her about her car as he began walking around it.

"Yes, since I was 16. My last gift from my, Dad"

"I'm sorry," he said looking at her.

'Damn, she is beautiful,' he thought shaking his head, trying to shake the tingling feeling in his gut. She looked at him and was thinking the same thing shuddering.

"Thank you for saving me back there," she smiled weakly suddenly nervous.

"Just doing my job and it is always a pleasure helping a damsel in distress," he smiled.

Alison turned to unlock her car when, Dean stopped her.

"Would you like to join me for dinner?" he asked surprised that he had asked her to join him.

"Ehm, sure. Thai?"

"That would be great?" he said with a big smile and this time it reached his eyes. "My car is right over there but I can get it later."

She looked towards the direction, Dean was pointing and saw a black '67 Chevy Impala. Alison waled up to it and looked at it with awe.

"She's beautiful."

Dean smiled another genuine smile.

"Yeah, she is. I've had her since I was in my early 20's," he said as he walked back to her car waiting for her to get behind the steering wheel of the T-bird.

A moment later they entered the small Thai restaurant, a few blocks south from the car park. The smells made their stomachs growl. They were seated at a table next to the window looking out over a park. While they were reading the menus, silence settled. Alison looked around in her favorite restaurant, at the scarlet walls with gold trimmings and the golden dragons. Bamboo screens dividing the tables from each other to ensure privacy.

"Thank you for joining me," Dean's attempt to small talk didn't go unnoticed, Alison looked at him puzzled.

"Thank you for inviting me. This is on me, as a thank you for saving me."

Dean shook his head and tried to object that she wanted to pay for dinner. She picked up her menu and began reading, hoping that the waitress would show up soon and, Dean gave up shaking his head, smiling.

After a little while the young Asian waitress arrived at their table and they placed their orders. After she had left, Alison took of her cardigan and placed it over the back if her chair, her breasts straining against the soft fabric of her blouse. Dean looked at her swallowing hard at the sight.

"It's quite warm in here," she excused herself after seeing, Dean's right eyebrow lift.

He nodded and took of his own jacket. Alison looked at him in an awe, he had looked good with the jacket on, but now she could see that he indeed was muscular, with natural muscles that come from work, not from a gym. She felt how she became aroused.

The food came and they ate in silence for a while.

"How long ago was it your, Dad died?" Dean asked after a while, desperate to get rid of the silence.

"About 12 years ago. Prostate cancer." Tears tried to escape her eyes, so she blinked swiftly.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay. My mum and my brothers didn't want to talk about him after his funeral. I'm of the opinion that if you talk about the dead, you honor their memory."

Dean smiled at that statement, thinking about his parents and, Sam.

"My mum died when I was four and, Sammy was only six months old. Dad did his best raising us. He died about nine years ago." He almost choked by the onslaught of emotions that the memories brought.

Alison placed her hand over his that was laying on the table, squeezing it lightly, tried to comfort him sensing that he had been through a lot in his life.

They finished their meal and returned to her car. Allison couldn't help but to look at her savior and wonder if his lips was as soft as they looked. As they walked, he could smell his cologne, spicy and fresh and while she pondered, Dean was looking at her thinking the same thing about her lips.

"Thank you, Dean once again for saving me, and for the dinner company," She smiled and stood on her tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.

"You're welcome" Dean smiled and opened the car door for her.

She got behind the wheel but before she could react, he opened the passenger door and got in.

"I will follow you home to make sure that you are home safe"

She began driving through the city to the other side, to her home in the outskirts of town, stopping outside a small one story house with a well kept garden. It had rosebushes on each side of the steps that lead up to a porch with outdoor furniture and a big grill.

"We're here," Allison said parking the car on the driveway.

"Nice house."

"Thank you," She smiled getting out of the car and began walking to her front door. Dean followed her looking at her rear.

'She is really beautiful,' He thought admiring her.

She unlocked the door and turned to, Dean and kissed him on the cheek again. Their eyes meet, and, Dean leans forward and gives her a light kiss on her lips.

"Good nig-" Dean began when his lips left hers.

Allison grabbed his jacket and pulled him down so she could give him a smoldering kiss. He felt her tongue at his lips and granted her access. Their tongues began a sensual dance as, Dean's arm's surrounded her and the kiss deepened. He pushed her up against the wall next to the front door and tore himself from the kiss. Breathing unevenly he placed his forehead against hers.

Allison began thinking that maybe he wasn't all that attracted to her and began to pull back.

"I didn't have this in mind when I followed you home," Dean started to say. "But if you want me to stay you better tell me now."

Stunned she looked up at him and saw the raw lust in his beautiful green eyes.

"Stay."

She said grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open, wrapping her arms around, Dean's neck.

With a small growl he lifted her up and carried her inside. Closing the door he found his way through the hall, passing a kitchen to the right and a bathroom on the left, coming to a living room that he crossed to get to her bedroom.

He laid her down on the bed, without his lips leaving hers. Their breathing became more erratic and the kisses more frantic. Allsion began to take his jacket and shirt of and Dean soon after that removed his t-shirt.

Her cardigan is shortly on the floor quickly followed by her blouse.

They stopped to take a bit of air.

Dean caressed her face and kissed her with a passion she has never experienced before. His hands slowly moving from her face, down her neck, to her breasts that were covered by a white lace bra. With a moan she arched her back to meet his hands, that were slowly moving towards her back to remove her bra.

Caressing her breasts, Dean began to kiss and nibble his way down her neck, Allison's nails starting to dig into his strong shoulders and her breathing becoming more and more erratic.

He smiled and continued his way to her right breast, savoring the feel of her soft, ample breast, feeling how his groin become tighter and tighter. Kissing and licking his way to her nipple brought out a loud moan from, Allison began to feel how her panties became soaked by her juices.

Dean's hand found her unattended nipple, running his finger around it. sending her even closer to the edge.

With an effort, Allison managed to get him on his back. She began to kiss him, trailing her hands down his muscular chest to his jeans. Smiling at the approving groan from him she unbuckled his belt.

She can't resist to nibble his earlobe. In response, Allison found herself on her back, Dean kissing her frantically and his hands making their way to her skirt.

Slowly moving the zipper down and in the process her skirt followed. His hands caressed their way up her legs and stopped when they reached her panties. Breaking the kiss he looked at her and smiled, slowly kissing his way down her body, making her cry out in pleasure, arcing her back to meet his kisses.

"Oh God!" Allison gasped feeling her underwear became more and more wet the further down he went with his kisses and nibbles.

Reaching her panties he could tell that she was aroused and couldn't help but to feel good about himself pleasing a woman. It had been to long since he had sex.

Without further ado the panties landed on the floor next to her skirt.

Dean looked at her with pure lust and a rather painful erection straining against the fly in his jeans. Smiling he carefully placed his mouth over her wet pussy and exhaled, placing a finger at her opening.

Moving his finger over her labia, but avoiding the clit and her opening. Loud moans escaped, Allison as she moved her hips in an attempt to get, Dean to do what she wanted him to do.

"Dean please, I can't..."

She stopped when he began suckling gently on her clit sending sparks all the way up her spine making her moan even louder as one of his fingers begin to move in an out of her sopping wet pussy. Adding another finger, Dean began to pick up the pace with the thrusts of his fingers, feeling how she was getting closer and closer to her first orgasm.

As her first orgasm hit, her legs began to squeeze his head, as he continued his ministrations only stopping when he felt the walls of her pussy stop squeezing his fingers. Overcome with need, Dean quickly disposed of rest of his clothing, as hard as he'd ever have been before. Bewildered he looked at her and slowly moved up her body to place his lips on hers. Allison's hands found his head and held it while she devoured his lips and caressing his tongue with hers.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, signalling that she is more than ready for him to take her.

Where he found his self control he had no idea, but he managed to take things real slow as he positioned himself between her legs and placed the tip of his cock at her opening, slowly pushing his way into her.

Both of them gasped at the wonderful sensation of tightens and fullness.

Holding one of her legs, Dean begin to move slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight wet pussy and her fingernails raking down his back, her lips against his. Their bodies moving in unison, breathing heavy and the smell of their arousal hanging in the air.

Dean began thrusting faster as his hand kept roaming over her body, not able stopping himself from kissing and caressing her as he thrusted his cock in and out of her delectable body.

Moving her mouth from his, she screamed out her pleasure, not coming down from her climax as, Dean kept going. Soon after he joined her with a loud grunt and slumped on top of her, nuzzling his face in her hair.

While hugging each other in the aftermath of their earthshaking climaxes they shared tender kisses.

Dean roll over on his back still having, Allison in his arms. As he drifted of to sleep he couldn't help but to feel like he was home at last.