#terrorofperfection

“If that’s the case then why I am I still waiting for you to,come and get it?” a rhetorical question, one she hopedEva wasn’t going to stand back and sarcastically answer. “Are you shy, Eva?” teased Zavanna, placing a hand uponher curvaceous hips as she awaited some kind of movementfrom the other. 

Index and middle fingers were pressed into her own mouth, gaze glancing away before returning to her lover — looking up and down at her form. “–you like what you see, Eva?” 

Has literally just woken up after a pitiful amount of sleep.Needless to say she was not in the mood for flirting andhow could Eva even think she was hot? She was rockinga serious bed-head and her form was totally covered. “—I’m going to have to kill you if you don’t let me sleep.”

“You think so?” Zavanna uttered, so very obviously flaunting her formand one of the newer outfits she had purchased. “—I’m glad you like it.”

Sam read the little article in the newspaper again. Yeah, this was his kind of thing. Dean was in the batcave with a fever, so Sam went off alone. A simple hunt, he hoped. He was probably hunting a vampire. Maybe a nest, but there weren't enoug victims. Not yet. Two victims, both of them didn't had any blood in their bodies anymore. The cops apparently didn't know what it was, so they said the two got attacked by a wild animal, since both bodies were found in the wild around the city. Sam parked the Impala on the parking lot of a small motel and quickly checked in. He put the 'do not disturb'-sign on the door and put on a suit. The tall hunter then went out to the police office, to ask about the two murderers.

FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES

{ After I finished my homework, I’ll make that starter! :D }