Travel. One of the most distasteful things we have to do, especially when our own vehicle is out of commission. We couldn’t stay in that town, especially not after Ely did
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All I want are some fucking Junior Mints to help with the headache I feel building behind my eyes. Yet the goddamn machine won't give them up. I'm about to put my fist through the glass when I hear footsteps behind me and a somewhat familar voice call my brothers name.
My shoulders automatically tighten and the headache assaults me in full. I turn slowly and look at the woman behind me. Her dark hair covers half of her face but I can still see that she has a puzzled look on her face as she sees me. I shrug and try to put on my most charming and harmless smile. "Sorry, no. I'm Dean. Your Lenore right? Well sorry Lenore, Sammy's not here." I turn and kick the machine which finally gives up and rewards me with my treat. "Now excuse me I have a date with my bed." I turn to the side and try to walk as fast as I can back to my room without running.
I return the puzzled look that Dean gives me when he looks at me, telling me in more ways than one that Sam wasn't around. I gazed at him as he took out his anger and frustration on the candy machine. "Dean, I..." my voice faltered and I cocked my brow at him, wondering where Sam could be if he wasn't with his brother
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I lean against the door and breathed hard. Shit shit SHIT! Why am I acting like this. It wasn't right, just the sound of Sam's name set him on edge.
Than there was Lenore. She embodied the turning point of when everything changed, when they started second guessing their hunts. When Sam first started keeping his visions to himself.
I look down at my hand holding the candy and see it shaking, fuck this! I whip the box at the wall and rip the door open stalking out "Lenore!" I needed to know what she was doing here "Lenore!" I needed to know if she knew anything about Sammy "LENORE!" I needed to know if he sent her to kill me...
I end up at the entrance to the office when I hear Dean screaming my name. Dropping my bag I turn back and cross my arms, giving him an even glare. "What? The entire town knows my name now you know. Apparently a girl can't have any secrets can she?"
Sighing heavily, I kick my bag away from the door and lean against the wall, waiting for Dean to come towards me. There was no fucking way I was walking back to him; not after how he tried to blow me off only moments ago.
I licked my lips and brushed my hair away from my eyes as he approached me. "Well, Dean. That was an awful quick date with your bed...Did you remember to leave a towel and a tip?"
I hear my shirt knock over the lamp and ignore it just keep on biting her neck. I see her bruises now, all along the side of her face and onto her shoulder.
I ignore her hands trying to keep her shirt down and I slowly pull it up and off "Shhhh It's all right"
I gently lean down and kiss the bruises that cover her. I pull her up a bit and slide her bra strap down her arm as I start kissing and sucking on her breasts, just teasingly nibbling my way over the edge, not quite ever delving deeper.
All the while my hands are making short work of the clasp on her bra, I throw it onto where the lamp once stood and grin up at her "Ya know I've been told I have quite the oral fixation. What do you think?" I don't give her a chance to answer as I latch my mouth onto her nipple and bite.
He kisses my bruises and I shudder under him, unexpecting anything like this. If anything I expected to have even more bruises by the morning. Not that they wouldn't be unwelcome now.
My bra is off and joins his shirt, the air is cold against my skin and his breath is warm, his body heavy and welcome over me. "Sure you're not a vamp?" I remark, moaning and squirming under him as he teases me.
I reach down and start to pull at the edge of his jeans, digging my fingers into his hip before I fumble for his belt buckle. "You're too dressed." I pull his belt lose and soon my fingers are pulling his zipper down, looping in the belt loops and pulling him tighter to me.
I pull away from her, ignoring the want to just press as close as I could to her instead, and reach down too loosen her fingers from my belt loops "So are you, so lets do something to remedy that." I lean down and kiss her again hard and quick and than back off to pull off my shoes, socks and pants "Come one Ms. Bad ass, strip." I throw my boxers at her head and give her my best shit eating grin.
Growling I duck away from his boxers and smirk. "Didn't think you'd be the type to wear anything under your jeans, Dean." I stand up and make a show of slipping my jeans off and letting them fall to the floor. "I don't."
I make my way over to him in nothing but my boots and smirk, shoving him down onto the bed and pressing myself against him. "Is this better for you little boy?" This game with him was nothing but bait; I love it and I can't wait to see what else happens next.
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My shoulders automatically tighten and the headache assaults me in full. I turn slowly and look at the woman behind me. Her dark hair covers half of her face but I can still see that she has a puzzled look on her face as she sees me. I shrug and try to put on my most charming and harmless smile. "Sorry, no. I'm Dean. Your Lenore right? Well sorry Lenore, Sammy's not here." I turn and kick the machine which finally gives up and rewards me with my treat. "Now excuse me I have a date with my bed." I turn to the side and try to walk as fast as I can back to my room without running.
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Than there was Lenore. She embodied the turning point of when everything changed, when they started second guessing their hunts. When Sam first started keeping his visions to himself.
I look down at my hand holding the candy and see it shaking, fuck this! I whip the box at the wall and rip the door open stalking out "Lenore!" I needed to know what she was doing here "Lenore!" I needed to know if she knew anything about Sammy "LENORE!" I needed to know if he sent her to kill me...
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Sighing heavily, I kick my bag away from the door and lean against the wall, waiting for Dean to come towards me. There was no fucking way I was walking back to him; not after how he tried to blow me off only moments ago.
I licked my lips and brushed my hair away from my eyes as he approached me. "Well, Dean. That was an awful quick date with your bed...Did you remember to leave a towel and a tip?"
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I ignore her hands trying to keep her shirt down and I slowly pull it up and off "Shhhh It's all right"
I gently lean down and kiss the bruises that cover her. I pull her up a bit and slide her bra strap down her arm as I start kissing and sucking on her breasts, just teasingly nibbling my way over the edge, not quite ever delving deeper.
All the while my hands are making short work of the clasp on her bra, I throw it onto where the lamp once stood and grin up at her "Ya know I've been told I have quite the oral fixation. What do you think?" I don't give her a chance to answer as I latch my mouth onto her nipple and bite.
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My bra is off and joins his shirt, the air is cold against my skin and his breath is warm, his body heavy and welcome over me. "Sure you're not a vamp?" I remark, moaning and squirming under him as he teases me.
I reach down and start to pull at the edge of his jeans, digging my fingers into his hip before I fumble for his belt buckle. "You're too dressed." I pull his belt lose and soon my fingers are pulling his zipper down, looping in the belt loops and pulling him tighter to me.
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I make my way over to him in nothing but my boots and smirk, shoving him down onto the bed and pressing myself against him. "Is this better for you little boy?" This game with him was nothing but bait; I love it and I can't wait to see what else happens next.
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