Supernatural Fic
Metallic Angel
Her interior moulds to his shape each and every time he sits. Her leather caresses his skin, cooling him when he is too hot, warming him when the nights chill has settled into his bones and soothing the hurts that often cover his body. Her frame is like an embrace, strong and loving, protecting him and giving him shelter. Her steering wheel is like an anchor, giving him something to cling on to when the harsh realities of his life become too much. Her engines roar is like the rush of a fight, the passion of a lover, the sound of blood rushing through his veins. Her gentle purr is a soft lullaby calming him, soothing him like his mothers touch. She is his past, she knows all his secrets, she keeps them locked in chrome and black. She is his home. She is heaven sent. A metallic angel, a beautiful darkness that fills his life with light.
Her interior moulds to his shape each and every time he sits. Her leather caresses his skin, cooling him when he is too hot, warming him when the nights chill has settled into his bones and soothing the hurts that often cover his body. Her frame is like an embrace, strong and loving, protecting him and giving him shelter. Her steering wheel is like an anchor, giving him something to cling on to when the harsh realities of his life become too much. Her engines roar is like the rush of a fight, the passion of a lover, the sound of blood rushing through his veins. Her gentle purr is a soft lullaby calming him, soothing him like his mothers touch. She is his past, she knows all his secrets, she keeps them locked in chrome and black. She is his home. She is heaven sent. A metallic angel, a beautiful darkness that fills his life with light.