The need faded fairly quickly, but since it had been replaced by less mystical but still pretty insistent hormones, Dean didn't notice much. What he did notice was he hadn't been punched in the face, Steph was a fantastic kisser, and she had muscle tone that would make obsessive yoga instructors jealous.

Even still, the need to breathe and some awareness that they were in a public spot filtered through, and with damn near a million regrets, he let her go. "...Still thinking supervillain?" Because he was prepared to say 'pretty awesome supervillain' if so.