"beer for my horses"
A/N: Written for the latest round of
blindfold_spn, for this prompt: The only way to save Dean from hell is to bind himself to a demon. Ruby, at Sam's urging, steps up to the plate. I want hate sex, preferably against a wall, with Dean tugging on her hair. The binding is completed with Dean drinking a small amount of Ruby's
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Also, you're single-handedly making me fetishize Ruby's legs. Particularly Ruby's legs dangling and swinging when she sits on things. (And particularly with boots.)
Great fill!
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I'm going to break the 3 button. WORTH IT.
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“You know that I’m doing this as a favor, right?” Ruby unzips her jeans, leans back lightly against the wall, looks vaguely bored. “I’m gonna be imagining your brother the whole time.”
-- um, my favourite part? haha.
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Thank you so much, luv! <3
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Just that one line makes Ruby so damn real. This was wonderful, thank you.
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Oh man, WHY CAN'T THIS BE CANON? I would SO be down with that. Love this :D
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Also I SO AGREE. If I had a time machine, I'd travel back to when S3 was being written, hijack the writer's room, and make Dean/Ruby CANON LIKE WE ALL KNOW IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN. <3333
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I'm glad that you liked this, thank you so much for the lovely lovely feedback, as always! <3
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