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"I can't control it!"

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blackeyedsob
"I can't control it!"

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"Whoa." Dean gasped, his back a wall. There wasn't much to see in this darkened room of the motel. The feel of lips began to press against his neck as his arms were propped above his head. "Jesus." He breathed. His eyes fluttering a bit as his stomach tingled. "To what do I owe this visit?"
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Evil Suits Me Best ( closed )
Tara had fought it for so many years, but now she was thoroughly enjoying being a demon now. Under her knife a run-of-the-mill hunter screamed. Behind her, the hunter's family lay there, dead and soaked in their crimson blood.
This hunter killed many demons and Luci certainly did not like that. Not one bit. So he ordered her to kill them and she did what her king demanded.
"P-Please," the hunter pleaded, her knife in his chest, "just kill me already!"
"What's that?" she cupped a hand behind her ear, "is that the sound of some one...Begging? Why dear, we don't beg in hell."
The hunter cried. It was a pitiful sight to see, he balled rather like a big, ugly baby. His face red, snot running out of his nose. Tara pulled her knife out, nice and slow, feeling satisfied hearing his scream.