Moonlit Prowl -> Lycanthropes

Kristine looked down, completely flushed and annoyed. She pulled her clothes on and let out a soft sigh, shyly stepping out of the bathroom and looking around. She looked down after and she went to find Dean. "Thank you," she told him softly, her face still red as she slightly shivered.

"Wait, it's okay, really. I don't need to take his room... I'm really fine with just sleeping on the couch," Kristine said sheepishly, looking down and biting her lip. She didn't want to be a nuisance, and Dean was being so nice to her.

"A-Alright..." Kristine told him softly, nodding, "Thank you." She folded her arms and went off to find William, wherever he went, and do as told - tell him to move out. It wasn't like she wanted to because she didn't want to be rude, but still.

"You don't even have the decency to knock on the closed door. Look, I don't want your room. I told Dean that I'd take the couch, but he told me that I needed it when I don't think I do," said Kristine, her tone softening, "I don't want you to be yelled at by him again, so I'll help you move stuff too..."

Kristine sighed and said, "It isn't polite to call people ugly in the first place..." looking down. She began to follow him into the room, wondering what they would need to move though.

Kristine sighed and took a pile in her arms, walking out and gently placing it on the couch. She hurried back into the room, attempting to go a bit quicker as she pulled another armful out of the room and to the couch.

Kristine sat on the bed gently and let out a soft sigh. She ran her fingers through her hair, really unsure of herself at the moment. She looked down and sighed, closing her eyes.

"You're such a perv... You even have condoms stashed," Kristine looked away, feeling awkward for him finishing going through the room, "You don't need to talk to yourself either. That just makes it even more awkward..."

Kristine glared back and said, "I don't. I already told you I'm still a virgin! And I'm not a pervert like you," hissing slightly at him, "You probably pleasure yourself so much that the sheets have stains of them.". She shivered, glad that Dean told her to get new sheets and such. She held her head in her hands and mumbled, "That's so gross..."

"That's just gross," Kristine fired back at him. She looked away after that and shivered. Just the very thought of it grossed her out. She closed her eyes.

Kristine squeaked and jumped, shoving his hand off of her knee. "Don't do that..." she muttered, blushing as she looked away again. She mumbled after that, "Just tell me one thing, okay? Why did you almost kiss me?"

Kristine continued to look away from him. She frowned and said, "Whatever," folding her arms and shivering a bit at the thought of the things in the room.

"Fine..." said Kristine, "Please take the sheets and pillowcases off though... an the comforter... I really don't wanna touch them..." shivering once more at the thought until she turned and went to the linen closet to get the new bed items out.

"I'm not the one who pleasured myself lying on them," Kristine shivered again, removing the comforter. She walked out of the room and threw the comforter over him, giggling cutely after that.

"You probably haven't washed it after the last time you did something," said Kristine back. She turned and sprinted back into the room, taking the sheets off of the bed and hurrying back out, throwing that on him next and pouting.

"There still could be remnants-" Kristine was cut off by an odd outburst. She blinked a few times and said, "Um... what's wrong...?" confused.

"Fine," said Kristine, giving an eye roll. She turned and went to retrieve new bed items, setting up the bed after tossing the pillowcases aside. She finished spreading out the bed and sighed softly.