Sorry I haven't Wrote anything in forever I had a baby and she's almost 1 and a half now so its hard to find time to write, so i thought for now I'd just work on an old fic before trying something new. So have a new chapter to Crowley.
Word Count: 1976
Warnings: Language as always
Credit to Gif owner as always
Author me, @bookchic20
*Several Months Later*
Your POV
“So what Ever Happened to that cute guy you were talking about a couple months ago?” (Y/B/F)asks.
“Hmm who?” You ask turning onto your road.
“You know the one you hung up with me so you could talk to. Which is so unlike you by the way.”
“Oh… um I don’t really know what happened there. Super nice guy but he…” You pause trying to think of how to describe the whole Crowley situation. “He ghosted me, ya know how guys can be.”
“Aw…bummer you just can’t catch a break with a good guy huh?”
“Ha” you laugh. “No…no I can’t and you just keep reminding me huh?”
“Sorry (Y/N)”
“Its all good I just got home so I’m gonna get off here so I can take the groceries in.” You say climbing out of the car balancing the phone between your shoulder and ear as you grab a bag of groceries.
“All right I’ll talk to you soon ok? Still on for movie night tonight? I am so excited to finally see your new place.”
“Yeps see ya tonight, loves ya!” You say hanging up.
Walking up to your door you fumble with your keys until you finally get it unlocked and walk in. As soon as you shut the door behind you and turn around. BAM everything starts to go dark… you hear a few voices before passing out.
“Is she out?”
“Yeah get the rope lets tie her up.”
Winchester’s POV
“Yeah Bobby, were on our way to talk to some witnesses but it definitely seems like a witch…..Yeah we’ll call ya when we know more.” Sam says hanging up the phone.
“Bobby got anything for us.” Dean asks, as he parks the Impala.
“Not much more than us, he agrees it sounds like a witch and it seems like they are probably just making life better for themselves without any regard for what the spells bring with it.”
“Great I hate witches man. “Dean says getting out of the car and straightening his tie. “Let’s get this witch.”
Several interviews Later….
“Alright Mrs. Brown, so you knew the second victim David, yes?” Sam asks the woman.
“Please call me Tammy. Yes I did know David he was my husbands friend and business partner.” She says thru a sniffle. “I just cant believe he’s gone he was such a good person” dabbing her eyes with a tissue she continues. “I just don’t get how some people have all the luck and then a good man like him has to die for no reason.”
Sam and Dean look at each other.
“Yes some people do get all the luck, is anyone getting lucky because of his death? Any inheritance or anything of note?” Dean asks.
“From David no, everything went to his wife and children as it should. But… well I wouldn’t think this was connected but Mr. (Y/L/N) died suddenly a few weeks ago….” She trails off. Oh never mind I’m sure it’s nothing.”
“No please you never know what might be useful. Something that seems like nothing could lead to a break in the case.” Sam says.
“Well its just when he passed away a great granddaughter that no one knew existed suddenly came out of nowhere, and well she seems to have had a string of good luck along with inheriting his house and everything.” She sighs but it cant be connected could it, I guess none of us here really know anything about her so maybe…”
“Well, it may have nothing to do with it but if you could give us her contact information we will at least look into it.” Sam says sliding her a pen and paper.
“Of course, of course. Tammy says, writing on the paper before getting up and walking away.
“Ok so looking this girl up this (Y/N) (Y/L/N), she has had a string of good luck new car, new job, inheriting the house and money, and who knows what else.” Sam says scrolling on the computer.
“Yeah, I think she’s our witch.” Dean says putting his gun back together and loading it. “Lets go get the bitch.
“Yeah but remember we want to try and get information from her first. We have to make sure she doesn’t have anyone else cursed already.”
“Yeah yeah, no outright killing her. Got it.”
*Your POV*
Slowly staring to come to, you start to lift your head, eyes blurry. Realizing that your hands and legs are tied to a chair and you have tape over your mouth. You freak out trying to pull at the rope holding you down. Before you see movement in the corner of your eye and freeze, hearing a voice.
“Hey, the witch is awake.” One of the men says.
You can tell one is a little taller than the other. And as your eyesight starts to clear you get a better look at them. Eyes going wide.
There is no way, no fricken way are these the Winchesters. They look exactly like the books describe them, wait did they say witch?! They think I’m a witch!
-Smack- You feel a hand slap you across your face. Tears Spring to your eyes.
“Are you paying attention. I ask you if you have anyone else cursed.” Dean yells at you.
“Mmmmm….mmmmm” You try to speak.
“No need to talk just nod your head yes or no.” Sam says.
This can’t be happening! How do I get outta this if I can just get them to take the tape off I can yell for Crowley and hope he is listening like that time he heard me yelling at the car its worth a try.
Dean raised his hand again for another smack, but before he can swing you start nodding your head yes.
If I say yes they will have to take the tape of to get the names… right I mean makes sense in my head.
“Alright, now we are getting somewhere. Now we’re gonna take this tape off and you are gonna tell us who. Nothing else alright. Dean says as he reaches for the tape.
You nod your head and grimace as the tape starts to peel back. As soon as you can you yell… “CROWLEY! CROWLEY! CROWL…” You yell as many times as you can before you have a hand clamped over your mouth.
“Shut up we told you to just answer our question!” Dean yells.
“Uh Dean…” Sam starts looking at him concerned. “Did she just say Crowley?” He asks before the both of them are thrown against the wall, your couch crushing them against it.
“Hello Boys.” You hear come from a smooth voice behind you.
“Crowley!” You exclaim, trying to turn your head to look at him.
“What the hell?!” Dean yells. “Is she one of your witch bitches!”
Crowly glares at him pushing the couch harder into the boys making them grimace in pain. “Show some respect to those that are stronger than you!” He says thru gritted teeth.
“Crowley stop!” You shout. “I’m ok I promise let them down please.”
Crowley looks back at me and then drops the couch and lets the Winchesters fall to the floor groaning in pain.
“You’re lucky she’s nicer than I am.” He says accent thick as he comes to untie the ropes that are holding me down.
“What the hell Crowley, since when do you protect little witches like this.” Dean asks as they stand rubbing the back of his head.
“I’m not a witch you idiots. Why the fuck would you think that?” I say before Crowley can respond, and he smirks as he finishes untying the ropes around my arms and his thumb rubs absentmindedly over my wrists to make sure I’m okay, before quickly standing up and glaring at the boys.
“Well for one you got all of this witchy stuff in your house, and you’ve come into a lot of good stuff her recently.” Sam says glancing at Dean to see if he noticed how weird Crowley was acting.
“I’m a Wiccan, not a witch I don’t do like actual magic, and as far as good stuff, yeah it was so lucky that my great grandfather died, or that my car was totaled in a crash.” I say rolling my eyes at them.
“Okay well explain knowing him then.” Dean says motioning to Crowley who is still standing close to me glaring as them.
“Oh him…well that was kind of an accident in all honesty.” I say thinking back to our first meeting. “How did you guys get all this info about me anyway?”
“Someone in town pointed us in this direction.” Was all Sam said not wanting to give a name.
“Tammy?” I ask and see the look on there faces and I know I’m right. “ If anyone is a witch its her, you know her father in law just passed away mysteriously, leaving his company to her husband and, they just got a brand new house and she was accepted into some art gallery, and anyone that crosses her gets hurt. That’s your witch, she just couldn’t get to me because I know what to look for, so she sent you oafs to try and deal with me.”
“Seriously we got played by the real with shit.” Dean says.
“What a surprise you idiots got something wrong.” Crowly says annoyed. “Well why don’t you leave and go fix it. I’ll clean up your mess here.” He says looking to me briefly.
The Winchesters look between the two of us for a moment and then gather there things and head out. Giving Crowley a look that says this isn’t over yet.
A few minutes after they left I look to Crowley. “So you wanna talk about why you ghosted me the last time, and why you came in so aggressively this time?”
“I didn’t ghost you…I just had business to attend to. And they were hurting you darling that’s why I was aggressive, you should have let me at least break a bone or two.” He says as he reaches out for me touching the spot on my head where the Winchesters knocked me out, and it heals.
“Oh…thanks…” I say softly looking up at him standing close to me. “So….last time you left suddenly when you were about to tell me what you meant, you know when you said you’ve been checking in on me.”
“No I wasn’t going to tell you anything Darling.” He says leaning closer pretending to look at my wound to make sure its healed, but I see his eyes drop briefly to my lips.
I have a moment of boldness and I close the distance my lips meeting his in a kiss. He kisses back, one hand slipping into my hair, one on my waist pulling me against him. The next moment there is a knock on my door and Crowly disappears into smoke and out thru the chimney. Leaving me standing there breathing hard and blushing, shocked that I had been bold enough to do that, and now annoyed at whoever was knocking on my door. I take a deep breath and make my way to the door, opening it my best friend is standing there.
“Hey girl, I got off a little early so thought id come on over. Why is your face so red.” She asks as she comes inside. “And nice place.” She says looking around and I notice the sofa and everything is back in its proper place.
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@pusantheamazonian how dare you reblog and tag me in so much buffy stuff now I wanna go back and rewatch it all!!!! Especially for this man right here!
So I just read Never dip your archangel blade in witchy ink and loved it and I was hoping that you would be ok with my friends and I using it in a panel we are doing at ICC called reading fanfiction out loud, we of course will give you credit but if not its alright I still love your work and will continue to read it. Anyways thanks in advance and have a good day!
Wow I have no idea what to say right now lmao
First off thank you for reading it <3 That means so much to me honestly.
This is the first time anyone has ever asked to use one of my stories like that before, but it’s fine with me :) Let me know how it goes when it happens.
So I’ve Had this mostly written for quite a while but officially finished for like a month. I just wasn't sure if anyone would want it , but I’m biting the bullet and posting it. I do have more ideas for more chapters let me know if yall want more.
Word Count:1258
Warnings: language is all that I know of
Credit to Gif Owner
Author: @bookchic20
Thanks to my Beta Reader @sylvanasthebansheequeen and @pusantheamazonian
“Yeah I just got it home I’m sending you a pic now.” You say to your best friend on the phone, as you pull the phone away from your ear and then sending her a picture or your new car. Putting the phone back up to your ear you say, “Alright sent it you should be getting it soon.”
“Got it” (Y/B/F) answers you. “Oooo I like it, but I am gonna miss taking you to work and getting free food out of it” She jokes laughing.
“Now you know we will still get food girl, that’s guaranteed.” You say laughing along with her.
“For sure, well have you decided on a name for this one, yet? I always love hearing what your gonna call your cars.” She asks.
“Well, I think I’m gonna keep with the same trend as the last one.” You start as you put some of your things in the back trunk area.
“Oh, so sticking with characters from the supernatural books, eh?” She asks. “But which one will you choose this time?”
“Well, I figure since this is actually like an SUV and so much taller than the cars I’ve driven in the past, I’m thinking Moose, after Sam ya know since he is supposedly so tall.” You say as you start to pull down the hatchback of the SUV.
“Really Moose? I thought you had class.” You hear in a Scottish accent from behind you.
“Ouch shit.” You say as you hit your head on the hatch.
“You okay?” You hear from your phone, as you turn around and see Crowley standing behind you, leaning up against your apartment building.
“Wha… oh yeah just hit my head uh I gotta get off here I’ll call ya back ok?” You say.
“Cute guy, gotcha.” She says hearing the specific tone in your voice that she knows.
“Uhhuh something like that.” You say. “Later.” You hang up your phone putting in in your pocket. Smiling at Crowley, you put your hands on your hips.
“Hello, darling.” Crowley says with a grin.
“Well Hello to you too Crowley, it’s been a while hasn’t it.” You say starting to head towards him, and the door to your apartment.
He nods at you as you open your door and wave him in. “Not as long as you think.” He says, following you into your small apartment.
“What do you mean?” You ask him. “It’s been like a year.” Grabbing a water out of your fridge you offer him one.
Shaking his head, he asks. “So why a new vehicle? I thought Crowley was running just fine after I left you that night.” Crowley sits down in your armchair crossing his right leg over the left.
“Well yeah it was but…wait.” You look at him intently.
“What?”
“It was you!” You yell pointing at him.
“What was me?” He asks, looking annoyed to be accused of who knows what.
“I thought I was crazy, my friend thought I was crazy!” You exclaim, throwing your hand in the air as you pace back and forth before stopping and looking at him. “You fixed Crowley, well I mean my car Crowley not you Crowley…well not that I can say that I don’t know what’s going on down there fixed or not.” You mutter your eyes briefly going just below his belt line, before continuing to pace again. “You made my car work better and didn’t even let me say thank you and then you vanish for almost a year, and randomly pop up after I get a new car and named it something you aren’t a fan of.” You rant on. “Why do you even care what the cars name is are you just jealous its not named after you?!”
Crowley sits up straight in the armchair eyes going wide, staring at you as you rant, he clears his throat. “Ehem.”
Stopping in your tracks at the noise you look at him. “Sorry…I was ranting wasn’t I?” You ask him with an apologetic look.
“Its fine Darling, I think we just have a couple things to address from your…rant.” He says.
“Oh yeah sure like what?”
“Well for starters you told your friends about me?” He looks at you with raised eyebrows.
“Well not exactly.” You say and he looks at you unconvinced. “I told my best friend that I had a dream about meeting you and that my car was better after it like it was a coincidence type thing. So, I didn’t really tell her I met the real you…or ya know that you are in fact real in the first place.” You explain.
“Ok well that’s fair enough now for the other thing.” He says with a smirk.
“What other thing?” You say with a confused look. “Sorry sometimes I get lost in my rants as you called it and don’t pay attention to what I say. And what’s with the smirk?”
“Well you said something along the lines of you ‘don’t know what’s going on down there fixed or not’ .”
“Oh…” Your face goes red. “I didn’t mean… I just get caught up in talking sometimes…I… Wait a minute you’re avoiding my question.”
“I am not.” He says with a huff before sitting back in the chair.
“You so are, and I think I have my answer you are jealous, aren’t you?” You smile at him, and he huffs crossing his arms. “You’re jealous of a car! Ha!”
“Mnot.” Crowley mutters under his breath, barely able to be heard looking away from you.
“Crowley.” You say his name softly.
He doesn’t respond.
“Crowley.” You say a little louder, as you pat him on the shoulder. Come on Crowley look at me.”
He slowly turns his head. “What?”
“You know you’ll still always be my favorite right?” You ask him. “Just cause my other car got totaled after a wreck and I had to get a new one doesn’t change that.”
“Wait you had a wreck?!” He asks concerned. “Are you okay?” He asks standing up and looking you over.
“Hehe..” You chuckle a bit. “I’m fine Crowley, It was like a month ago and I wasn’t even in the car at the time so it’s all good. You don’t have to worry about me.”
“Wait a month ago.” Crowley thinks back to a month ago, when he was helping the Winchesters with some issues they were having. He hadn’t been able to check in on you like he had been doing every so often over this last year. “This is all the boys’ fault.” He sighs as he turns away from you.
“What are you talking about? It’s nobody’s fault really. I was just in a fender bender and when we got out of the car to exchange info a car that was driving by slammed into it cause their brakes went out on them and so it was totaled. It could have been way worse.”
“It shouldn’t have happened at all though, but because of those damn Winchesters you could have been hurt.” He says turning back around to face you with a strange look on his face.
It was a look that you were not expecting to see on him, concern. “Wait a minute I’m confused.”
“I should have been there to check in on you.” Crowley said, as he starts to reach out to you, right when your phone starts ringing.
Looking over at your phone you reach to stop the ringing, and by the time you look back Crowley was gone.
So I’m kinda getting better at writing a little bit quicker, I actually would have finished sooner but my bf gave me some food when I was writing the other day lol. Anywho I hope y’all like this chapter let me know what ya think of it! :)
Word count:1062
Warnings: sex and cursing
Author: me @bookchic20
Part 1 Part 2
As always credit to gif owner/maker
-Somewhere outside of Wolsey-
“So Bobby said someone needed help with a couple werewolves right?” Sam asked.
“Yeah he said something about missing hearts and multiple different sized claw marks.” Dean answered, as they speed down the road in the Impala.
“So we’re looking for at least two wolves then. But apparently, they already have a bean on where they think they’re staying. So that should hopefully make our job a little bit easier.”
“ Yeah and then we can try to contact Cas again and see if he can find (Y/N).” Dean says tapping his fingers along the steering wheel. “What?” He asks Sam as he sees him roll his eyes.
“Nothing.” He says holding his hands up. Dean gives him a look. “Look its just she doesn’t want to be found right.”
“She’s our…friend Sammy you should be worried about her!”
“I am Dean ,but she seems fine she checks in with people that will tell us she’s ok, so we should just except that.” Sam says looking back at the directions to Wolsey, ignoring the glare that Dean was sending his way.
Dean grumbles something to himself and proceeds to turn the music up, as they continue down the road. Sam ignores him, sure he missed her too but if she wanted to be left alone then he would respect that. Sighing he sees the sign for Wosley and put at it for Dean to make sure he makes the turn.
-Back In Wosley-
You just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Who was Bobby sending that would already be that close, wait a minute it couldn’t be could it, he promised he wouldn’t tell him. God you hoped you were wrong, and you were just feeling this way since you were about to help with a hunt. Yeah it was definitely just nerves about the hunt.
Shaking your head clear you pull into an abandoned lot that’s not to far from the werewolves house. Whoever Bobby was sending should be there soon, so you decide to lay back across the seat of your truck and relax until they got there. With a nice breeze blowing through the open windows you close your eyes and slowly drift into a memory.
“Fuuuuuck…...” He moans out as he starts to fall backwards onto the bed ,slipping out of your grasp and your mouth in the process, unable to stay standing any longer not only from the alcohol, but also from the intense feeling of lust that has been running through him since you started. “Shit” He says as he lands on the bed leaning up on his elbows to look to where you still sat on your knees. You just look up at him with a sly grin as you start to stand up.
Slipping your hands down your stomach until your hands hit the button on your pants you stand, and you fumble with the zipper, before finally slipping your jeans and underwear down your legs. You step towards the bed tripping over your pile of clothes in the process, you plop down on the bed, you and Dean start laughing at your misstep. As soon as the two of you calm down Dean leans up over you kissing your lips once again before slowly slipping down your body focusing on your nipples for a moment before going even lower.
Kissing torturously slow down your body he stops right below your stomach, holding your thighs he gives them a squeeze. Looking up at you he gives you the signature Winchester smirk and for a split second you forget how to breath, and then his mouth hits your most sensitive spots and you let out a gasp. His mouth moving in the most sensual way, he pulls away for a moment making you wine at the loss of his mouth. You can feel the vibration from his chuckle as he sucks a mark on your inner thigh.
You groan at the feeling and grab at his hair in frustration, pulling him up towards you. Slamming your lips onto his, he smiles into the kiss as he slips his hand down your body. He stops for a minute squeezing your ass, before continuing down pulling your leg up around his body. He separates from your lips as he kisses down your neck leaving a little bite at which you moan at the nip.
Dean pulls back from you smiling at you, god you loved that smile. His real one that he very rarely showed.
“What?” You ask breathless.
“You’re just so perfect.” He says honestly.
“Heh… You’re drunk Winchester.” You mumble looking to the side.
“Am I?” Dean responds turning your head towards him.
He leans down and kisses you full force before slowly pushing himself into you. Groaning you wrap your arms around him, slowly getting used to his size. He holds still until you start to relax, getting used to the feeling. Dean slowly pulls part of the way out before slamming back in, making you scream and scratch at his back as he continues going faster and faster. Both of you making noises that you had never made before, you leaving scratches up and down his back and arms, and him leaving marks on your hips. You moan out in ecstasy as you cum harder than you’ve ever cum. He continues to thrust into you cumming shortly after you. He slowly slips out of you and falls flat on his back with a happy sigh.
You start to turn over on your side so you can get up to go to the bathroom, when an arm reaches out and grabs you. Dean pulls you back into him tight, not letting go as he yawns, nuzzling into your neck. You sigh and let the tiredness take you over and slipping into sweet sleep.
Startling from your memory you shake your head at the memory, you really needed to pull your head out if the clouds. You needed to focus for this hunt, no more daydreaming. You sit up quickly as you hear the familiar rumble of a car you didn’t think you’d hear again anytime soon. Looking into the rearview mirror you groan as your eyes proved to you what your ears had heard. Sighing you hit your head against the steering wheel. Bobby what have you done.
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So not a year in between parts but a couple months, so not to terrible. But anyways this is part two, I hope y’all like it. It kinda feels like its a bit all over the place but its really the only way I could get the story going in the way I wanted it to.
Word Count: 1235
Warnings: I think only curse word for this chapter
Author: Me @bookchic20
Part one
And as always credit to gif maker
-3 Months later in Wolsey, South Dakota -
“FBI.” You say flashing your badge at the woman sitting behind the desk, before slipping it back into the inner pocket of your suit jacket.
“How can I help you agent…. Jett.” The woman says as she scrunches up her nose at you while chewing her gum obnoxiously.
“I’m here to see the two bodies you’ve got in case number 982634. They might be in connection that we are currently investigating, you were supposed to be informed of me coming to look at them.” You say getting to the point.
“Oh yeah it looks like you’re on the list, let me just buzz you back and if you go straight back it’s the last door on your left.” She says nodding to the door before pushing a button unlocking the door to the back.
You nod at her as you head through the door walking back to the room she said. Walking back there you pass several other people all giving you a nod as they walk by till you get to the last door. You knock before being called in. When you get in there is an older gentleman siting at a desk typing away.
“You must be agent Jett. I ‘m Doctor Steve Stevenson, yes I know the names a bit crazy but eh what am I gonna do.” He chuckles to himself as he turns back to the computer and looks as if he is logging off. “So, I have the three bodies you were coming to look at.”
“Three? I was told there were only two bodies.”
“We got a new one in late last night. I just got finished going over it a few minutes ago. It seemed like it might be the same type of case as the other two. So, I figured you might want to look at it too.” He says as he leads you over to the tables with the bodies on them. “Here they are, do you need anything from me or anything I could help you with.”
“Um… no thank you actually you’ve been very helpful so far. If I could just have a little while by myself, please the case I’m working on is highly classified.” You say as you pick up the notes he has laying by the tables and start to thumb through them.
“Yes of course if you need anything just use the phone and call extension 4675.” He says before turning and walking out the room.
Hmm… what a sweet old man. Too bad he doesn’t have a clue as to what he’s actually dealing with. Eh anyway let’s see if my hunch is correct. You shrug your shoulders as you continue to read the report. Nodding your head when you find what you’re looking for. Yep there it is no hearts in all three of them. Alright well let’s get the dirty part over and just double check. Rolling up your sleeves you pull some gloves on before removing part of the covering on the bodies.
Reaching in you discover that there are indeed no hearts and it looks like it was clawed and bit out. Sighing to yourself you check the other two bodies before removing your gloves and tossing them in the trash Damn it I hate when I’m right about stuff like this. Fucking werewolves, and by the looks of the different sizes of marks, more than one.
You look down groaning. There’s no way I’m going to be able to handle this on my own. Hopefully Bobbys got some people nearby he can send. Hell, I’m close enough he might volunteer to help. Ha you laugh to yourself, Lets hope not even Bobby Singer shouldn’t take on multiple werewolves.
-A few towns over outside of Sioux Falls South Dakota -
“Bobby come on man tell me.” Dean grumbles, as he grabs a beer out of the fridge, and tosses one to his brother and Bobby.
“Boy! How many times do I gotta tell you, No!” Bobby says popping the cap of the bottle off and taking a long swig.
“But Bobby…” Dean starts before Bobby interrupts.
“Don’t make me repeat myself Dean. I said no I told her I wouldn’t tell you why she left.” Bobby continues as he takes yet another long swig. “That’s between you two to figure out. None of my busy to get in the middle of.”
“He’s got a point Dean.” Sam nods toward Bobby.
“Shut up Sammy.” Dean responds, throwing his bottle cap at his brother. “You know you wanna know where she is too.”
“Yeah I do, but she obviously doesn’t want us to know where she is, or she would have already contacted us by now.” Sam states as a phone starts to ring in the other room.
Bobby heads out of the room to grab the phone mumbling under his breath. “Hello.” He says answering the phone.
-Back in Wolsey, South Dakota in your hotel room-
“Hey Bobby, Yeah its (Y/N). Yeah no I’m fine. I need some help with a case though.” You say into the phone.
“What do you need and where are you. I’ll see who I can get out to you as soon as I can.” Bobby responds.
“I’m in a real small town not to far from you actually. Wolsey.” You say looking at a map. “You ever hear of it?”
“I can’t say that I have, but I see it here on the map.” Bobby looks at his map tracing a path to Wolsey, and then gets a smile on his face. “What exactly are you needing help with?”
“Hearts missing, multiple different sizes of claw and teeth marks.” You say nonchalantly.
“Werewolves.” He states.
“Werewolves.”
“You know I think I got a couple of guys that could help you with the job and they’re only about 2 hours or so away from you.” He smiles.
“Alright hold on a minute.” You open a text on your phone and send Bobby the address of the suspected home of the werewolves, and your hotel into in case they want to meet there. “Alright Bobby I just sent you an address where I’m pretty sure the wolves are staying its some old farmhouse that’s been empty for a while, but when I went by there, I saw some sleeping bags and fresh food.”
“Alright the boys will be there as soon as they can.” He says still grinning from ear to ear.
“Bobby?” You question.
“Yeah? What?”
“Never mind.” You say shaking your head not able to shake this strange feeling in your mind. “It’s nothing. I’ll be waiting for your people.”
“Alright kid. Then why don’t you swing by the house afterwards. Its been awhile since I’ve seen ya.”
“I know Bobby. I’ll try to swing by soon, alright. Talk to you soon, bye.” You hang up the phone and sigh.
You really do wish you could see Bobby more often but the chance of running into him is just too high.
-Back at Bobby’s-
“Boy’s, I have a case for you.”
“What have ya got Bobby.” Sam asks.
“An old friend of mine needs some help with a couple werewolves, a few towns over.”
“Alright were on it.” Dean says knowing he’s not going to get any more information out of Bobby and would rather just throw himself into his work.
So I originally just wrote Hot Tubbin and it was supposed to be a oneshot but I got a little bit of inspiration for it and was asked if I would consider writing a second chapter by Sierra (on AO3), so thank you for that and here is the second chapter and it was getting a bit long so I do believe I will be writing a part 3 so keep your eyes out for that. Also I finished writing this last night and am posting it before I go to work this morning so I have only sorta edited it so let me know if anything needs fixed. Enjoy! And as always credit to Gif owner
Author: @bookchic20
Word Count: 1806
Warnings: Sex
Part 1
It had been several months since that fateful day with Loki in the hot tub, and the two of you had had quite a few more trysts since then. One or both of you always leaving as soon as the act was over. Neither of you saying that this was any more than what it looked like a “friends with benefits” situation, well not friends more like acquaintances. But you were starting to wonder if you would ever find a guy that would desire to be with you in more than just a sexual way, but you needed to start focusing the rest of the Avengers were starting to wonder why you weren’t volunteering for missions as much as you used to. And you were pretty sure that Natasha had noticed some of the hickeys that Loki left before you could cover them up.
“(Y/N) …. hello earth to (Y/N).” Tony says waving a hand in front of your face.
“Huh…What?” You ask blinking back into focus.
“I was saying you really need to get out of the tower you’ve been stuck in here for a while now.” Tony says and some of the others sitting around nod in agreement.
“I don’t know Tony you know I’m fine being here. I’m a homebody after all and plus I have been out a few times I went grocery shopping just a couple days ago.” You respond.
“That’s not the point (Y/N) you need to do something else something fun.” Wanda chimes in.
“Like what?” You ask, and a few of them each turn and smile at each other before looking towards Tony. “What are y’all looking at each other like that for what is going on in your minds?”
“Well, I have set you up on a blind date for tonight.” Tony says with a smile.
“A what?!” You all but yell at him.
“Soooo, should I tell the nice gentleman that you would love to be there or do I have to crush the poor guys hopes, he sounded so excited when I told him I would set the two of you up.” Tony goes on.
You take a quick glance at Loki sitting in the corner very obviously pretending to read a book but very clearly listening to the conversation at hand. You begin to think back to a couple nights ago…
-Flashback- Two nights ago…
You don’t know how you ended up here, every other time has just been a quickie in a side room, or the one time on Tony’s desk after he pissed Loki off, but he had never come to your room. Yet here he was pushing you up against your door after barging in when you answered it.
“Lo…Loki…” You stutter out as he kisses down your neck pulling one leg up around his hip your robe riding up a bit, grinding himself into you. He still hadn’t said a single word to you and he seems like an animal starved. You could feel him pushing into your core hard and ready for you all ready.
You grind yourself against him unable to restrain yourself. He was hitting every sweet spot you had today. As he swept his lips up your neck and to slam hard into your lips, he roughly grabs your butt pulling you up around his waist. You moan out his name as he rubs himself against your core. You tighten your legs around his waist pulling yourself against him as tightly as you can, while wrapping your arms around his neck. He pulls you away from the wall looking around the room for something.
“Bed.” Loki commands. And you pull one arm from around his neck and point to the pair of curtained glass doors leading into your bedroom. He grunts before slamming you back into the wall as he reaches towards the handle of the door. You grunt as your back hits the wall, you head whipping backwards again giving him access to your neck and he starts to nibble up your neck, as he slips his hand up slipping your robe off your shoulders. He bites down onto your shoulder and you let out a moan, as he finally gets one of the doors open and stalks the two off you over to the bed.
He sits himself down on the bed with you on his lap. You lean back away from him and look into his eyes before, as he grabs the tie of your rope and pulls on it till its untied and slips off your body and onto the floor. Loki’s eyes glaze over with lust as he looks your bare body up and down.
“Lovely Midgardian.” He smirks as you grind yourself against him clearly needing him at that moment.
“Lokiiii….need…now!” You groan out and he smirks.
“So needy little kitten.” He says smoothly as he slips his fingers between the two of you down to where you want him most. “Look how wet I made you. Heh it’s just like the hot tub all over again.”
“Mmmm Loki please just…please…” You say and he stands setting you on your feet as he sheds his clothing and then pulls you back towards him as he lays down on your bed. He smiles at you as you crawl over to him. Immediately knowing what he wants you to do. “Like this?” You question as you straddle his hips, and grind yourself down on his hard length.
“Mmhmm…Just like that Midgardian.” He moans out. “You’re getting better at this part.” He says smiling up at you.
“Loki..stop embarrassing me.” You say pulling your hands up to try to cover you blushing face.
“You are naked on top of me and this is what embarrasses you. I’m simply paying you a compliment Midgardian nothing more.” He says flippantly, before putting his hand on your hips helping to lift you up, getting the idea you help guide him to your opening before slowly lowering yourself down onto his full length.
You groan as you feel him filling you stilling as you set yourself fully on him. He only gives you a moment before lifting you up by your hips and then thrusting up into you. You feeling his intensity you lean forward putting your hands firmly on his shoulders before using the extra leverage to start lifting yourself off of him again and thrusting back down over and over. Bouncing yourself on his hard length, Loki leans up to close the short distance and grabs one breast in his hand kneading it in his hands, his lips coming up and around the other nipple.
As your thrusting down on him he smiles as he hears you coming undone by his doing. He takes a moment to lean back and watch you ride him. Just for a moment before he is slipping his hand down to where your two bodies are meeting and uses his long thin fingers to rub your clit in time with your thrusting. And within a few last thrusts you come moaning out his name as you collapse onto his chest. Feeling him thrust up a few more times before coming himself, your body shaking with sensitivity.
A few minutes go by and he pulls his soft member out of you and slips out from underneath you. You continue to lay flat on your stomach very satisfied with the previous actions. You watch Loki sit on the edge of the bed, wondering what was going on in that beautifully complicated mind. You felt a little bolder than you had previously and decide to ask him something that had been on your mind since…well since the first time in the hot tub.
“Loki?” You question.
“Hmph…” He responds.
“I…well I was just kinda wondering…well…” You start not entirely sure how to word it.
“Spit it out already. I thought we had already discussed that you are supposed to be one of the smartest Midgardians yet again you seem to stumble over your words.” He says with a sigh.
“I’m sorry… I just…I was wondering what exactly is this… this thing?” You ask gesturing between the two of you. Loki looks down at you from where he sits. Not answering you he stands up and starts to redress himself. As he pulls on his shirt you sit up looking at him in confusion. “Loki?”
“This is exactly what it looks like it is. I may be a god…But I still have needs.” He take a pause, looking away from you. “ And you, you are just a willing Midgardian to help me with those needs.” He takes a moment to look back at you, your face showing clear signs of distress and confusion.
“You…you don’t really mean that do you?” You ask him a knot forming in your throat.
“Of course I do.” He says turning towards the doorway, and walking out of the room, ignoring the tear starting to slip from your eyes.
You didn’t think he would say that he was in love with you or that he wanted some major relationship or anything, but that, that is not what you expected to hear. He was basically saying that you were just some toy he was using to relieve his manly needs. That stung and you knew it was because you had started to fall for the icy, entitled, seemingly emotionless trickster god. And you let yourself sit there and cry for a few minutes before you dragged yourself out of your bed and stood in the shower for a while.
-Back to Current Day-
“(Y/N) so what do you say?” Tony asks. “I sure hope I don’t have to tell this guy that I don’t actually have a nice girl for him.”
With one more quick glance at Loki who was trying to ignore the whole conversation as he attempted to read a book that you had recommended to him a while ago, you make a quick decision. “I’ll do it.” You say with a nod as you turn back towards Tony. “I’ll go on this blind date.”
“Great I’ll tell Mark, you’ll be ready at six alright.” Tony says as he pats you on your shoulder.
“Six.” You say sounds great, Natasha, Wanda you wanna help me get ready?” You ask your two good friends.
The three of you head off towards your room, you trying to distract yourself not noticing how rigid Loki had went after you had agreed to the date. The room clears out as Thor walks over to his brother.
“Brother are you feeling quite alright?” He asks him concerned with his brothers action.
“I’m fine Thor just trying to read without hearing all your frivolous noise.” He says strictly before standing up and storming out of the room the opposite way that you went.
Don't worry my pretties! @pusantheamazonian here. Just letting ya'll know I will be pumping out some part 2s soon! Work has been work and we are getting ready for Michigan Comic Con. So we might be slacking for awhile.
Next ones I'm almost finished with:
Ultimate Devotion part 2 NSFW
The Dwarves Magic part 11
Sweet Revenge Kisses part 2 and part 3
Waters Below part 2 NSFW
My Someone part 2 of I Wonder
I do know that @bookchic20 and @sylvanasthebansheequeen are currently working on the next chapter of Ice Cold and Mind Games.
@bookchic20 here jumping in to say that I'm also trying to work on some more parts but as stated by pusan work has been work and we just moved my sister to Texas.
So here is my list:
The next part of Stuck in a web
And a unnamed Dean x Reader which will be the start of a series
And as she said the next couple parts of Ice Cold Mind Games
