No way!

Dean's never been very good at sharing, and he still wanted more from Marina after their short time together earlier.

"No, man, she asked me to come to her room tonight. Alone." He knew he would disappoint his brother, but figured that Finn would get over it soon enough. After all, Marina could fuck whoever she wanted, so if Finn went for it, so be it. But tonight, she would be getting fucked by Dean, and only Dean.

Finn just grumbled, "Damn." He grabbed the TV remote, flopped on his bed, and started flipping through the channels.

Dean stopped to look at himself in the mirror before heading out to Marina's room. He knocked on her door, and she answered, wearing a tight white tank top that her nipples poked through, and a pair of dark green lace panties. Dean felt a little self-conscious - he had put on his flannel pajama pants as soon as he'd gotten into his room, and felt like his clothing choices might disappoint Marina a bit.

Marina smiled at Dean and gently pulled him into her room by the collar of his shirt, letting the door close shut on its own behind them.

"Glad you took the initiative to come see me." Marina purred at Dean. She moved them both towards the bed, turning around and crawling onto it in front of Dean. Her ass was in the air with her face pressed into the sheets as she reached back and very slowly slid her panties down, revealing her ass and pussy. "Which hole would you like to fuck?"