Ok so i was watching Supernatural and it dawned on me that - WOW - Jo is a hot as fuck hunter and - WOW - Ruby is a hot as fuck demon and suddenly whoops my hands slipped and now I have this piece of shit to post.
Also fuck i ship it.
Anyway, hopefully I'm not alone in this ship and my work won't go unappreciated! Please, enjoy and don't forget to R&R!
The first time they met, Jo was alone in the Roadhouse.
She had settled down at the empty bar, a clean shot glass in hand. She rarely drank. Only when the bar was almost empty and her inner demons came out to plague her mind.
Her mother had left the bar for a night or two to take care of some business (probably with the Winchesters), leaving Jo behind to watch after the bar. Ash was God-knows-where with God-knows-who, so it was just her.
Somewhere outside the clouds covered the full moon, stealing the pale light away from the black night. Some dust flew up as a strong breeze picked up, but Jo hardly noticed. Her mind was too occupied remembering how much she despised some of the hunters that passed through here.
What she did notice, however, was the sudden opening of the bar's door.
The blonde's head swiveled around to look at who – or what – just entered. Standing tall and assertive in the doorway was a woman. She had blonde hair, gray eyes, and a permanent smirk on her pink lips.
"Hey, stranger," Jo greeted. "We're closin' up, but you can sit down if you..." She trailed off when the blonde beauty's eyes flash black for a second.
It all happened so fast Jo almost didn't comprehend what was happening. One second she's grabbing her knife and the next she's being pinned against the wall by the demon. Her back sort of hurts, but it's not an unbearable pain.
"Get the hell outta my bar, you demon bitch!" Jo spat.
The demon clenched her hand around Jo's wrists and the knife in her hands dropped. Her arms are above her head, and the demon has her hips holding her in place.
"Now, now, let's not get all fussy," the demon's smirk widened. "I just wanna have a talk."
"I do not negotiate with demons!" Jo hissed.
"Well," the demon moved closer so her lips were lightly brushing against the shell of Jo's ear. "Lucky for you, I make a habit of negotiating with hunters..." She pulled away with a satisfied smirk as a blush crept along Jo's cheeks. "I got a job for you, little girl, do you want it or not?"
"Go to hell!" Jo snarled.
"No thanks. It's a little too warm in the Pit. Now, as I was saying, I have a job for y-"
"Exorcizamus te-" Jo began and almost instantly her mouth was covered by the demon's (well, the human it was possessing's) hand.
"Jesus Christ," the demon rolled her gray eyes. "You hunters are all the same! You shoot before you ask questions! I'm trying to save your ass! Can I at least get a little bit of trust on your end?"
When she was sure the girl wasn't going to continue, the demon uncovered Jo's mouth.
"You're a demon. How do I know you're not lying?" The younger blonde questioned.
"Because, I'm in with the Winchesters."
Jo's stomach dropped. She hated how much agony that name brought to her. She hated how those damned boys were going to be the death of her. Especially Dean.
"What's the job, then?" She sighed. She was still tense beneath the demon, who still had her pinned.
She tried not to focus on how she could feel the demon's breath on her mouth or how her entire being was buzzing at the close proximity because come on, she's not gay, nor is she into demons. But, she couldn't deny that this position was certainly... intimate feeling.
"Simple. You go to Oxnard, California and take care of a werewolf pack there. They have a little something in their hideout and-" the demon paused suddenly. She seemed to be sniffing the air. Suddenly, her smirk widened, showing a flash of pearly white teeth. "Oh my god. You're wet. Are you getting turned on by this?"
"What? No!" Jo protested, but the demon was laughing.
"Holy shit you are!" The demon grinned. "Oh, this is rich! Ellen's baby girl likes – not only pussy – but demons pinning her against a wall!"
"Fuck you!" Jo snapped. It's an instinct! That's all! I mean, who doesn't get turned on when someone who looks like that is pushing their hips into... Wait, what am I thinking? I'm not gay. She's a demon. She's manipulating me.
Suddenly a knee is pushed between Jo's thighs, just barely brushing between her legs. The blonde's breath catches as she snaps out of her thoughts.
"Well, little girl," the demon purrs into her ear, causing Jo to shiver lightly. "Is it just the demon aspect, or are you turned on by being dominated?" When she received no answer, she licked the shell of Jo's ear, causing a quiet whimper to escape the smaller girl. "Imagine what mommy would think if she knew you were here... with me... getting all hot and bothered..." She pulled away slightly. "Where is your mommy, anyway? Don't tell me she's left you alone where all kinds of monsters could... well, do anything they want with you..."
"She's coming home soon," Jo lied, trying hard not to focus on the sudden pulsation she felt between her legs.
"Sweetie, I can hear everything you're trying to tell yourself." The demon smirked. She rocked her knee slightly, allowing it to brush harder against the spot between Jo's thighs. "If only she could see you now... her baby girl, pinned to a wall by a demon, wanting to be fucked against said wall by said demon... well, she'd be pretty damn shocked, now wouldn't she?"
"You said you have a j-job so what is it?" Jo's voice quavers slightly. She can't seriously want this. This bitch is a demon.
"Right, well, the thing those mutts have is very special to me." The demon explained simply, still not releasing Jo from her hold.
"Why can't you get it yourself?" Jo snorted, extremely aware of the demon's knee still firmly pressed between her thighs.
"Because," the demon's eyes flash black for a moment.
"Oh... right..." Jo squeaks, the demon's knee suddenly putting more pressure on her too-sensitive core.
"Now, I'd love to play some more, but you got a flight to catch." She puts an airline ticket in Jo's back pocket, lingering there, then drags her lips along Jo's jaw, earning a quiet – almost inaudible – moan from the girl's lips. "Next time, though, I may just fulfill your hot little fantasy."
She backed up from Jo, releasing her, but still facing her.
"You got it all wrong," Jo growled. "I'm not into chicks and I'm not into demons. Got that?"
The demon's smirk widened. "We'll see about that. See you in Oxnard."
"Wait!" Jo walked closer to the demon. "I didn't catch your name."
The demon grinned and placed her hands on the girl's waist. She pulled her closer and allowed her lips to drag along Jo's jawline to her ear.
"The name's Ruby," as she spoke, her lips gently moved against the shell of Jo's ear, and her breath ghosted along her neck, causing Jo to shiver.
She pulled away with a satisfied grin and when Jo opened her eyes (they were closed because damn did that demon feel good against her, not that she'd ever admit it) she was gone.
"Ruby..." Jo tested the name on her lips and, when she decides she sort of likes it, begins to close down the bar.
Her flight, apparently, took off at three in the morning. It's gonna be hard to explain this to momma, Jo thought before dialing her mom's number.
Jo spent the rest of her night packing and getting rid of that irritating throb between her legs, trying hard not to think of the demon named Ruby. But hey, whatever she thought of at night in her room didn't really count, right? Right.
To say Jo was in trouble would be an understatement. Hell, she was so fucking screwed.
Ruby had – apparently – failed to mention that there were – not one or two – but five werewolves.
After slaughtering a few, Jo was able to make it to the garage of the mutts' hideout. She locked all the doors and was standing in the middle of the musty place.
But, she got what Ruby wanted. It was in a box, a bright red one with a few strange markings on it, and now it was in Jo's hands.
"Shit," Jo muttered as the werewolves continued to pound and scratch both entrances of the garage. She was running low on ammo. Only 3 silver bullets left, and 3 werewolves left.
It was times like this she often asked herself, 'What would Dean do?'
The answer was usually 'something stupid and reckless'.
If she took the door to the hideout (which was a shitty abandoned house), she'd have one werewolf to face, but a maze of a house to get through. If she took the garage door, she'd have two werewolves to face and a clean exit.
A loud yelp resounded through the snarling and Jo froze.
A polite knock at the door leading to the hideout made Jo jump slightly.
"Who's there?" She asked cautiously, aiming her gun at the door.
"The girl who just saved your ass!" Responded a familiar voice.
"Ruby?"
"No, the pizza man. Open this door, short stack."
Jo rolled her eyes, but opened the door. Standing there with her foot on a dead werewolf was Ruby, a knife glinting in her hands.
"I'm not that short," Jo muttered.
Ruby rolled her eyes. "You got the box?"
"Yeah, but-"
"Then let's go. I have a feeling our little puppy friends aren't too happy." She motioned towards the other door of the garage, where it was dead silent.
"C'mon," Ruby took Jo's arm – the one wrapped around the box – and began to run towards the exit of the house.
Books were scattered and the couch was torn to shreds. Most of the furniture was broken either from Jo's struggle with the beasts or from the werewolves being pissed off by her hiding.
"We'd better hurry up and take care of the last two – how many bullets you got left?" Ruby asked.
"Three, but-" Jo was cut off by a loud crash as the last two werewolves burst in through the window, glass smashing to the ground.
In a flash, Jo was pinned by one of the creatures. The box fell to the ground. The beast managed to scratch Jo's arm before she shot its chest with a silver bullet.
It sputtered, blood dribbling out of its mouth, before falling limp on the girl.
She grunted and pushed it off of her. She turned to see Ruby skillfully dodging the werewolf's attacks.
"A silver bullet sure would come in handy right now!" She shouted at the blonde as she pushed the werewolf's snapping jaws away from her face.
Jo shot the beast and watched it fall to the ground. She picked the box back up after putting her gun away and walked over to where Ruby was standing.
"Shit, you're bleeding," Ruby murmured.
Jo blinked, confused, before turning to look at her left arm. The werewolf left a long scratch along her forearm, the blood trickling down onto the floor. She landed on some glass, so her clothes were tattered and bloody.
"We better get outta here before the cops show up," Jo said after examining the cuts on her arm.
A tear sounded through the house and Ruby gently wrapped a piece of her t-shirt around the scratches, leaving everything from just above her belly button to the top of her jeans exposed.
"We gotta check out your arm, though. I'll drive." Ruby lead the hunter to the stolen pickup truck she'd driven to the house.
Jo, after snapping out of a Ruby-induced haze (which may or may not have been about how hot she looked after a battle and with her stomach exposed), quickly followed behind the demon.
"Take your shirt off," Ruby ordered when they entered the hotel room.
"Whoa, what?" Jo's eyebrows shot up to her hairline. "I told you, I don't swing that way-"
"Your back is bleeding, smart ass." Ruby rolled her eyes.
"Oh," Jo looked behind her, as if she expected to be able to see her back, before gently taking off her shirt. She winced in pain. "Ow."
"Sit on the bed, I'll get the first aid kit and some ice." Ruby walked back out to the truck.
Jo bit her lip, suddenly realizing she'd probably have to take off her bra, too. She could feel the material rubbing against her wound.
She tried to reach around, but yelped and sat down on the bed.
When Ruby came back, she had a bucket of ice and the first aid kit.
"I can't take off my bra," Jo muttered, a slight blush creeping along her cheeks.
Ruby smirked. "Wow, already sweetheart? I'd have thought you were the dinner-and-a-movie type."
Jo rolled her eyes. "There's glass in my back and it hurts, jackass."
"Okay, okay," Ruby sat beside her. "Want me to get your arm first? Or can you not deal with the pain?"
Jo bit her lip. "I'll be fine."
Ruby handed her a bottle of whiskey and Jo took a long swig.
"I'm ready," she said, holding out her arm a little.
Ruby gently cleansed the wounds before wrapping them up in bandages. When it was finally her back's turn, Jo allowed Ruby to take off her bra and laid down on the bed.
"I gotta say," Ruby said after Jo had taken another swig of whiskey. "I kinda thought they were small, but actually your tits are great."
"I don't swing that way," Jo grumbled. But I bet yours are great, too.
"Thanks, they are pretty great." Ruby chuckled. "I like this meatsuit."
Shit, she can hear my thoughts... Jo felt a tug and a sting and flinched, taking another drink of the whiskey.
"Yes, I can. You should slow down before you get wasted," Ruby noted.
"'m not gettin' wasted..." Jo slurred.
"I think I'm gonna cut you off," Ruby said as she finished bandaging the last of Jo's wounds.
When the bottle slipped from her grip, Jo flipped around to face Ruby, apparently forgetting about her topless situation.
"Give it back!" She whined.
Ruby's pale eyes glanced at Jo's chest for a moment. Jo took the opportunity to clumsily swipe the bottle away, taking another long gulp.
"Sorry. Told ya I didn't swing that way," Jo chuckled, pulling her shirt over her head.
"Didn't? Why, Jo Harvelle, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were going soft on me." Ruby purred.
"You're the soft one." Jo defended. "You're a demon, you're s'pposed to be attackin' me."
"Well, I got a soft spot for hot hunters," Ruby winked. "Now gimme the bottle before you get yourself hurt."
The two struggled playfully for a bit, Jo trying to keep the bottle out of Ruby's reach and Ruby climbing over her to get it, when suddenly Jo fell backwards, Ruby snatched the bottle, but ended up straddling the younger blonde.
Ruby set the liquor on the bedside table before being yanked down to Jo's eye level. The hunter had wrapped her arms around Ruby's upper back. Their breaths intermingled, their lips merely inches away.
"You're so drunk," Ruby chuckled, but she couldn't deny that being in this position with Jo was... tempting.
"Did you mean it?" Jo asked, her brown eyes dark and glassy.
"You're gonna have to clarify."
"When you said I was hot."
"Oh," Ruby's smirk returned. "Yeah. Hell, if I didn't like you so much I'd take your body in an instant. But I suppose it's better to be able to observe it closely like this. I'm sure you get lots of hunters that hit on you back at the bar."
Jo bit her lip. She did get hit on a lot, but none of the men really caught her eye. Except Dean, but she wasn't getting anywhere with him. The only person she didn't really mind getting hit on by – besides Dean – was a friggin' demon.
"I can't understand why Dean didn't jump on you the instant he saw you," Ruby licked her lips. "I mean, damn, look at you. You're... probably the hottest little hunter I've ever seen."
"Well... you're the hottest demon I ever saw," Jo's voice was a hush against the droning TV in the background.
Ruby grinned devilishly before taking Jo's arms and pinning them to the bed on either side of her head.
She leaned in so close, Jo could feel her breath on her mouth. "Tell me, little girl," Ruby purred, "do you still want me to fulfill your hot little fantasy? Or is this bed too classy for that?"
"I..." Jo began, but her voice failed her when Ruby kissed her neck, dragging her lips along the sensitive skin. "I don't swing..." Her mouth moved to the younger girl's pulse point, sucking roughly. "Ugh, fuck it." She struggled to look at Ruby, who merely smirked victoriously before connecting their lips.
To say she didn't feel a spark would be a lie. Hell, Jo felt fireworks. Electricity buzzed trough her body, her veins, her already fuzzy mind.
Ruby, on the other hand, couldn't believe what she was feeling. Demons don't have hearts. But why is mine beating for her? She wondered.
Ruby nipped at Jo's bottom lip before licking it, forcing her way into the blonde's mouth.
A guttural moan escaped Jo's lips and was swallowed by Ruby's, their tongues battling for dominance.
Ruby pulled away, gently biting the girl's bottom lip.
"Well, little girl, now that I've got you in my grasp, what am I gonna do with you?" She murmured teasingly.
"Don't tease," Jo grumbled, a familiar throb settling between her legs.
"Oh, but Joey, didn't I say I'd fulfill your fantasy?" Ruby purred, her grip on Jo's arms tightening.
"Please," Jo groaned. "Just... just..." She struggled to find the right words.
"Just what?" Ruby bent down to bite Jo's collarbone.
"Fuck me!" Jo whined.
Ruby chuckled before pulling away to tear off Jo's shirt, her mouth instantly connecting with an erect nipple.
A gasp escaped Jo's lips and Ruby internally grinned. She knew Jo would come around eventually.
Ruby slowly pulled Jo's jeans and panties down before kissing her stomach.
"God, you're fucking sexy," Ruby breathed.
Jo pulled her up and kissed her sloppily. Ruby couldn't help but smile at the utter hunger in the kiss.
When she was released from Jo's hold, Ruby leaned down between her legs, her breath ghosting over Jo's core.
"You're already so wet for me," Ruby smirked smugly. "You ready for this?"
"God – yes. Just- Please-" Jo sputtered.
Ruby chuckled lowly before thrusting her tongue into Jo's wet folds. She hummed at the loud moans that instantly escaped the younger girl's mouth.
"Oh fuck!" Jo all but screamed when Ruby moved her tongue to her clit and began thrusting her fingers in and out of the young hunter. "Right there – oh!"
Ruby moved up, replacing her tongue with her thumb, and sucked hard on Jo's neck.
"Shit... so... fuck... close!" Jo gasped between moans, her body shaking hard.
Suddenly Ruby stilled, earning a desperate whimper from Jo.
"Beg me for it," Ruby hissed into her ear.
Joe shuddered. "Please."
"Please what?" Ruby growled low, biting her pulse point roughly.
"Please... j-just... let me cum!" Jo whined.
Ruby began to thrust two fingers in and out of the girl's throbbing center. The walls pulsated around her fingers as Jo neared the edge.
"Who do you belong to?" Ruby breathed. When she didn't get an answer, she stilled her hand. "Who?"
"Y-You!" Jo wailed.
Finally, Jo's back arched. With a loud cry of Ruby's name, her entire body shuddered. Walls clenched tightly against Ruby's fingers as she thrust them in and out, prolonging the girl's orgasm.
When she finally came down, Jo connected their lips and flipped them over so she was on top.
"I thought you didn't swing this way?" Ruby chuckled.
"Shut up," Jo hissed, biting Ruby's neck, sufficiently leaving a dark bruise there.
In an instant, Ruby's clothes were discarded somewhere near the bed. Jo was already working wonders on Ruby's wet center.
"Shit," Ruby gasped. "You sure you've never – ooh – been with a woman?"
Jo glanced up at the demon before flicking her tongue roughly along her clit, her fingers working furiously at her core.
Ruby was already embarrassingly close to release – probably because she hadn't had sex this great in who-knows-how-long – and her moans quickly increased in pitch.
Jo moved up to connect their lips. She smirked. "I thought you'd last longer."
"So did – fuck – I." Ruby's (not Ruby's) body began to shudder, her orgasm approaching quickly. "Guess... I got a soft spot... FUCK there! F-For... hot hunters."
Jo chuckled before sucking on Ruby's neck.
With a loud gasp, Ruby's walls clenched tightly around Jo's fingers. "Fucking hell, Jo!" Ruby screamed.
Not once in all her years did she ever scream the name of the person she was fucking. But damn the things that hunter could do with her fingers.
Jo sucked on her fingers and plopped down beside the demon, panting.
"Well," Ruby murmured, still hazy in a post-orgasmic state. "Now that that's out of our systems..."
"I don't expect you to be the cuddling type," Jo bit her lip.
Ruby smirked. "I'm not, but I guess I could make an exception."
Jo grinned softly, turning on her side. Ruby switched off the lamp before pressing her front gently against Jo's back.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Ruby asked worriedly, her arm lazily draping over the girl's waist.
Jo shook her head, moving her right arm beneath her head.
Ruby kissed the back of Jo's neck softly.
"Goodnight, Jo," she murmured.
"G'night... Ruby." Jo whispered.
It was the first night in a while that Jo was able to sleep soundly, and it was the first night in possibly forever that Ruby didn't mind demons couldn't sleep. At least she had a certain blonde hunter to occupy her thoughts.
Like I said: My hands slipped. Whoops.
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