"It fits," Dean assured her with another rumble of a laugh. He could understand the skeptical tone to her question, clearly Hanna hadn't even considered that male anatomy was different, so she would be surprised to put the pieces together of the whole puzzle.

Clearly he wasn't doing a very good job here if Hanna still had any breath to ask these questions, so he needed to change up the game a little bit. Rolling up to his knees, Dean shifted on the bed to push her skirts up a little bit more after settling between her legs. "That's not on the table at the moment though," this was supposed to be kissing lessons, and they were already in his bed, so he couldn't send her home disappointed.

He tugged gently on the ties holding her stockings up and slowly pulled them off, exposing more skin. Leaning down, he brushed his lips against the sensitive spot on her inner thigh, waiting a beat for any protests before continuing.