Meerkat Campfire, evening

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The cabin is back, or visible at least since it never really went anywhere. She survived cheerleading practice without injury and the rain seems to have stopped. All in all, not a bad day. Now it's time to sit back, relax and enjoy the last campfire and the last s'more for a while.

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"I'll help with your ribs, but you can do your hip on your own," Dawn decided, then poked at the bruise on his ribs. "Wow, she really did a number on you. She must be fantastic."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"She is," Dean said admiringly, wincing slightly as Dawn poked a particularly sensitive spot. "I was going all out and she still managed to lay me out flat on my back."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Poor you," she said. "Where's the liniment? I'll get it and come back."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Back at the cabin, in my duffel bag on the bed."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn nodded and got up. "You need anything from the cabin while I'm there anyway?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Not that I can think of." He grinned at her. "Just you."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She kissed him quickly and walked off towards his cabin, returning a few minutes later with the liniment and a towel and sitting on the ground. "So, how do you want to do this?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean pulled his shirt off. "Tell me how you want me and I'll move that way."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn made a choking sound, then started coughing. "Um, whatever's easiest for you. I'm flexible."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Right." Dean considered, then leaned forward and moved his arm across the front of his body, leaving easy access to the bruised area over his ribs. "This okay?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's fine," she said, sitting down behind him, one leg on either side of his hips. "Let me know if this hurts, okay?"

She took some liniment in her hands and rubbed them together, then began working it into the area around the bruises that were already forming with her fingertips, trying not to think to hard about what she was doing.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

It did hurt a little, but not any more than Dean had been expecting, so he kept quiet and concentrated on the feel of Dawn's hands against his skin, which was worth a little pain.

"You're good at this," he told her.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"People get hurt," she said simply, pressing a little harder has she worked, but trying not to hurt him worse as she worked her way back to his spine.

Even though she knew it was Dean's ribs that hurt, she traced his spine lightly with her index finger, feeling the vertebrae.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"They do," Dean agreed. "Though I don't really mind this kind of hurt -- it's kinda the price of learning. And I think I probably left a few bruises on Aeryn as well."

He shivered a little under her touch. "You're really good at this."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"That's very zen of you," she said, rubbing his shoulders and base of his neck. "Thanks. Most of my friends at home heal on their own, so I'm never sure."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"They're missing out," Dean told her wholeheartedly, leaning his head forward to make it easier for her to reach.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

She ran her thumbs up along his neck in little circles, then slid her hands back to his shoulders and started kneading them there. "Thanks. I'll make sure to tell them."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean made a sound of pleaure deep in his throat. "I think I might've arranged to get all bruised before this if I'd known it would get me this."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn laid her hands flat on his back, under his shoulder blades, enjoying the feel of his skin warming under hers. "You could just ask. I really don't mind."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean grinned. "You might be sorry you said that because I fully intend to take you up on it."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Yes, because getting to put my hands all over you is such a pain," she laughed, tracing his shoulder blades now. "You keep distracting me."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Should I shut up?"

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"It's not your mouth that's doing it," Dawn said under her breath. She kissed him between his shoulder blades.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean looked back over his shoulder at her. "I'll have to return the favour sometime soon."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Okay." What, like she was going to argue?