Title: "Tequila" Pairing: Dean Winchester/Girls Rating: PG-13 Summary: Dean's never been the type to turn down easy... Disclaimer: Fiction, folks. Notes: For Kate, for this ficlet challenge. Sometimes, man, Jesus, sometimes they make it so easy. Tiny, midriff-baring tank tops that show off lacy bras and that little bit of heavenly cleavage, short, sassy, flared skirts that drape just so over curved hips, lashes that flutter and promise and tease, full lips that part, showing a bare hint of tongue... Yeah, they make it easy, alright. And Dean's never been the type to turn down easy, especially when it parks its pert little butt right on his lap and licks the salt from the corner of his mouth, promising a much better time than anything he could get from a bottle. If you enjoyed this fic, please leave feedback here. Thanks!