https://racheltherunner.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] racheltherunner.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] hh_mirror 2007-09-09 12:49 pm (UTC)

"Mmm," I considered with a tilt of my head, a flash of teeth. "I want something with a little bite to it." He was so close, and under his obvious scrutiny I arched back just a little, muscles tensing and flexing in interesting ways under the dress. My hand reached out to lightly trail up and down his arm, fingernail scratching at the skin.

It was exhilarating - the big bad demon hunter didn't even know he was flirting with a monster. There was no fear there. Silly boy. Didn't he know that I could huff and puff and rip out his neck while he begged me to do it again?

"It's been a long time, Dean," I murmured, leaning over so I was sprawled out on the counter, a dish served up with smooth, pale skin and black leather. My head propped on my elbow, I hooked a finger into one of his belt loops and tugged suggestively. "I've been lonely." My lower lip went out into a predatory pout and my eyes gleamed. He had no idea.

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