Dec 18, 2007 15:06
Feels like I haven't written anything in ages ...
Title : Down to nothing
Author : Joans23
Rating : R
Paring : Dean/Jo
Jo remembers the first time. He came to her small, dark room in the back and just stood there in the doorway. Looked at her with hungry eyes until she told him Take me, I’m yours. She expected him to fall on her then, like some half-crazed animal, but instead he took her slow. Running his hands through her hair, breathing in her skin, taking his time to learn all the things that made her cry out softly. She didn’t know those hands could be so tender, that someone so hard could be so soft. He left her there before dawn, all alone in her still-warm, small bed, only one word spoken as goodbye. Mine.
Dean knows without looking. He doesn’t need to see the slight bump, the way her hips have started to open up, just stares right into her eyes and knows they are both thinking about the last time. He had walked right into her small apartment, had her bended over the kitchen counter without a word. He fucked into her from behind until she told him what he came to hear. I’m still yours.
Now she stands with a protective hand over her belly and finally he looks down as the midmorning sun reflects in the plain gold band on her finger. Suddenly she feels ashamed, wants to hide it. But she doesn’t. Nate is a good man. He loves her and when she found out about the baby, he married her. He doesn’t deserve this. So when Dean starts kissing her, scraping his teeth along her throat, she tells him. You can take me, but I’m not yours anymore.
He doesn’t ask if it’s his. Just frames her face in his hands, soft, like the first time. Watches the battle raging behind her eyes until her body betrays her and she leans into him. He takes her then, all of her, everything she gives and everything she tries to hold back. Leaves her quietly sleeping hours later in the soft, warm bed she shares with her husband. He stops in the doorway, looks back one last time. You’ll always be mine.
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