WARNINGS: This story is a slash story, meaning its content describes homosexual relationships and sex. It also contains graphic heterosexual sex, but it's still a slash story. I do not own Supernatural or any characters from the show that appears in this story. Supernatural is property of Eric Kripke, Warner Bros., and The CW.

CHAPTER 1- Lust

Karina walked into the sparsely occupied Chicago bar, her full hips swaying to the fictitious music playing in her head. She wore confidence and sex appeal like a coat and every patron in the room stopped what they were doing and glanced in her direction, the men with lustful eyes, the women with envy and wrath. Karina soaked in the attention as she walked towards the bar. Even her attire told the world what she had come for. She was walking sex in tight black leather pants, a black cropped sleeveless turtleneck, and her high-heeled boots. A peek of her red tattoo could be seen underneath the hem of her top. She wasn't wearing much makeup save for her bright red lipstick and her normally long, artfully tousled dark brown hair had been pulled back into a high ponytail.

Karina gracefully dropped herself into an empty barstool, glancing at the attractive female bartender to get her attention. She gave a small frown as she walked over to where Karina was sitting, discreetly trying to fix her appearance without showing her insecurity.

"What can I get for you?" the blonde asked, looking into Karina's impossibly blue eyes. There was something about this girl that attracted the bartender and she had never once had a lusty thought about another woman.

"I'll have a double vodka, straight up." Karina replied, sliding her ID over the bar towards her before licking her red lips and smiling.

The woman picked up the card and quickly glanced at it, sliding it back towards Karina. She then turned away from her, a blush creeping across her features as she made the drink. She could feel the heat creeping up the back of her neck and moving back down to her stomach. What surprised her even more was that she found herself moistening at the thought of spending the night with the other woman.

Shaking herself out of her odd fantasies, the barmaid hastily set Karina's glass down on the table before turning to the other bartender behind the bar.

"Mike, I gotta go home a little early…I'm not feeling so great."

Mike gave a short nod before turning back to the conversation he was having with a group of the bar's patrons. The bartender quickly pulled her jacket on and made her way around the bar, hurriedly leaving Karina's presence. She gave one last glance in Karina's direction before leaving the bar.

Karina smiled as she picked up her glass and downed the substance in one gulp. She could smell the lingering scent of the bartender's lust and how could she not? The bartender wouldn't have felt that way if Karina hadn't been leaking her pheromones all over the bar. She was hungry and she didn't have time for subtlety. She had just got done with a tough case and even though she looked fine, Karina had a huge wound on her left leg from where the vampire had thrown her into a wall and a beam skewered her calf. She was supposed to be here because Castiel had told her another succubus was in town causing a lot of trouble. She had been tracking this same Succubus for a while now; everytime she would go to a town, the Succubus would follow. Then when she was close to catching it, it vanished until she moved to the next town.

Karina glanced around the bar looking for tonight's victim when she spotted a man sitting in the corner by himself. He was very attractive and Karina could see by the way he held himself that he was a confident man. He had beautiful full lips, bright green eyes, and the looks of a classic movie star. Karina was very attracted to him and he seemed to want her too as she knew he hadn't taken his eyes off of her since she entered. Their eyes locked for a long moment before Karina turned back towards the bar, motioning to Mike for another drink.

"Someone as pretty as you shouldn't be here drinking alone sweetheart." The man said, an arrogant smile on his pouty lips. Karina looked him up and down before grinning.

"Then why don't you cut the crap and join me for a drink?"

"A woman who cuts to the chase? I like that." He responded, still grinning. He sat down on the stool next to her before motioning to Mike to get him another beer as well. "I'm Dean."

"Hi Dean, my name is Karina." She said, picking up the glass Mike had just sat down and again downing it in one gulp.

"Nice. I also like a girl who knows how to drink." Dean said, his cocky smile ever present.

"In that case…Mike, keep 'em coming."

Karina was surprised. No one could ever stand against her in drinking but they had been drinking for the last hour and a half and Dean was holding his own just fine. Granted Karina's physiology made it harder for her to get drunk, she was still impressed by this human. But more than impressed, Karina was hungry…starving actually and her leg was still throbbing from her wound.

"So Dean, whose place should we go to? Mine or yours?" Karina asked, placing her hand on Dean's bare forearm. She sent more of her pheromones in his direction, loosening his resolve and clouding his judgment even more than the alcohol had.

Dean cleared his throat before shifting slightly in his chair, trying to disguise the growing erection in his tight blue jeans.

"My hotel room is right down the street." He replied, standing up and quickly putting his green army jacket on. It was long enough to cover most of his arousal. He could swear he had never in his life been as turned on as he was right now. His cock throbbed in agreement and he reached in his back pocket for his wallet.

"Fine." Karina said. "Keep your money Dean, the drinks are on me."

Karina pulled a wad of bills out of her ridiculously tight pants and dropped a few of them on the bar before walking past a grinning Dean towards the door, her hips swaying seductively. Dean followed her out of the bar before wrapping his arms around her tiny waist, pulling her closer. Karina kissed the column of Dean's throat, licking the spot before moving over to his full lips and sensually kissing him. She took advantage of his paused movement and pushed him against the wall of the building behind him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. She sent another wave of pheromone at him, her hands moving from her sides before sliding them down Dean's chest and palming him warm bulge, eliciting a low growl from the back of his throat.

The pair eventually pulled away from each other, panting hard and continued on towards the cheap motel Dean was staying at. The outside of the 2 floor motel was a sickly green color that reminded Karina of the time she got sick during baseball practice. The trim of the building at one time had been white but was now so caked with dirt, it appeared dark gray. The "Wilshire Motel" sign out front was missing most of its letters, leaving the sign to read "Wish Motel". Karina smiled to herself; she hadn't been to a place like this is a long time, since back when she first started hunting and didn't know the perks a gorgeous face could get you. The pair made it up the filthy cement stairs and walked towards the door of room 215, Dean pulling the key from his jacket's pocket before sliding it into the door and unlocking it. Dean's arrogant grin returned as he swaggered into the room and turned towards Karina who was closing and locking the door behind her.

Dean began undressing, first pulling off his jacket and then the black short sleeved t-shirt he was wearing underneath it, his tight muscles bulging at the movement. As Dean was kicking off his boots, Karina watched him, her hunger growing into a fever pitch, her mouth positively dripping with anticipation. She had fed yesterday but with her new wound, the need to heal was overruling all other emotion and the lust pouring off of Dean was driving her crazy. Normally, the need isn't this strong but she could tell Dean had a strong sexual appetite and it was fueling her own.

Dean was unbuttoning his jeans before he looked up and noticed Karina was still clothed.

"Gonna join the party babe?" He asked smirking.

In response, Karina began lifting up her small top, more of her tattoo coming into view. Dean could see what looked like a cluster of wings stretching underneath her small but full breasts in red ink. He could see a haloed face in between the flock of 6 wings, 2 arched high into the cleft of her two breasts, 2 outstretched perfectly underneath each one and the last 2 crossing at the top of her stomach.

Dean drew his eyes away from the tattoo and up to her breasts. He walked over to Karina and began palming her perky pink nipples. Dean smiled at the noises he was bringing out of the girl; the moans, and growls that told him she liked what he was doing. He released one of her breasts before taking his hand and sliding it into her pants. He didn't think his hand would fit in the leather incased prison but he thought no more of it when his hand came into contact with her moist opening.

The instant Dean touched her, Karina gave a mighty growl, pushing Dean down onto the bed closest to them and climbing on top of him before grabbing his short hair and devouring his lips again. With him distracted, Karina began releasing her powers. He fingers grew long black claws that almost blended into her fingertips which were also turning black. Tiny black veins began climbing up her hands, growing darker before fading back into her forearm. The same black veins were creeping up her back, winding their way up her neck and the sides of her face. The pupils of her eyes were glowing bright blue and her sclera turned inky black. Blue flames burst from her hands; flames that would send Dean into an intense sexual hallucination of Dean's minds own making. Karina brought her hands up to Dean's head but before she could place them on his face, Dean's eyes snapped open, his hand grabbed her wrists, and Karina could hear the unmistakable sound of a gun being cocked. With almost inhuman speed, Dean quickly flipped Karina over onto her back and straddled her waist, the gun now pointed at her heart. There didn't appear to be any trace that he had taken a drink at all tonight by the way he moved.

Karina looked up at Dean, surprise written on her face. "Dean is that a gun pointed at my heart or are you just happy to see me?"

Instead of answering, Dean glanced towards the door behind them before responding. "Sam! Now!"

The bathroom door flew open and a taller man walked out, a knife in his right hand. It was silver and covered in blood.

"You didn't tell me this was a threesome Dean." Karina said. Her surprise was short-lived and she was now sporting a seductive grin. She traced her finger along Dean's taut arm, making the muscles jump.

"And you didn't tell me you were a succubus, you bitch!" Dean responded in a snarl.

"Well, here I thought we were role-playing. You pretend like you don't know me, I pretend like I'm human."

The veins on her body were beginning to fade away and Karina was starting to look human again.

"What the hell are you talking about?! I don't know you. Sam, get over here and gank the bitch!" Dean shouted glancing over his shoulder at his brother. Sam wasn't moving, though, he was staring at the girl underneath his older brother. "Sam!"

Snapping out of his thoughts, Sam lowered the knife and dropped it to floor, Dean looking at him in utter confusion.

"Dean, get off of her."

"What?! No! Sam, what the hell are you talking about?! Pick up the damn knife and gank this succubus bitch!" Dean responded, his anger quickly rising.

"Dean, no! We know her!"

Dean looked down at the girl. She hadn't moved an inch since he pulled the gun on her and she lay underneath Dean, almost bored at the spectacle unfolding in front of her. There was something familiar about the girl that he hadn't noticed before. He had met this girl before but he couldn't quite place from where. Regardless, it didn't excuse Sam to let her go.

"Sam, could you get him off of me? He's kind of heavy and it's a little drafty in here." Karina said, glancing over Dean's hunched form to Sam and then down at her exposed chest.

Sam glanced down at Karina's breasts and blushing, picked up her discarded top and walked over to the pair. He began pulling Dean off of her but Dean wouldn't move. His head quickly snapped over at Sam, fury in his eyes.

"Sammy, snap the fuck out of it! She's a monster! I don't care if she's our great grandmother from Mars, she's a monster and we kill monsters!"

"Dean, I'm starting to think you honestly don't remember me and that hurts my feelings a little bit." Karina said, folding her arms behind her head. "Let me refresh your memory. Picture it: New York, 2007. You came to town, mysterious deaths. Blah blah blah some assholes from my school started turning up dead on the full moon. Blah blah blah caught me sleep killing, blah blah I promised I would stop killing and blah we're here."

Realization dawned and Dean instantly remembered the event Karina was talking about.

"Faron?" Dean questioned, lifting himself off of the girl. He quickly looked over the girl's body, his eyes instinctively going to the small scar on her stomach. The scar Dean put there himself. He began picking up his own clothes and putting them on.

"Ah! He remembers! But in my Succubus form, I go by Karina." She said, sliding her top back on. Sam was still turned away from her, trying to avoid her indecency. "And Sam, you can turn around, my tits are put away."

Sam turned back around, his face glowing red. He cleared his throat nervously and stuck his hands in his pockets before responding.

"Sorry I haven't been returning your calls but we've been pretty busy with the all the fallen angels and whatnot."

"Wait, what calls?" Dean asked suspiciously while he was slipping his boots back on.

"Well Dean, after the two of you left me, I graduated high school and decided to honor the boys I killed by killing other things that go bump in the night. I've been a hunter for the last 5 years. Sam and Bobby helped me out a lot...well when Bobby was still alive." Karina responded. She was still lounging on Dean's bed as if she lived there, her arms folded behind her head, causing the bottom of her top to ride up exposing the bottom of her breasts to the 2 boys.

"Wait," Dean responded. He briefly glanced at her breasts sticking out and averted his eyes. "Bobby helped you become a hunter?"

Dean found that hard to believe. Bobby didn't like monsters anymore than he did so the idea that he was helping this Succubus was unfathomable to Dean.

"Yea. At first I would call Sam but he told me there was a lot going on so he gave me Bobby's number. I explained the situation to him and he seemed to understand. Granted, he was trying to keep the 66 Seals closed at the time Dean, so I think he was a little too preoccupied to care."

Dean sat on the other bed trying to collect his thoughts. Everyone had known about it but him. He felt like they were all sitting around lying to him. The fact that Sam kept his acquaintance with Faron…or Karina or whatever it's calling itself, a secret reminded Dean of when Sam was hooked on demon blood. They promised they wouldn't keep secrets anymore and now another of Sam's secrets was sitting across from him, smiling at him like he was meat.

"Ok," Dean said scrubbing his face with his hands. "Fine, you're a hunter now, a 'good guy' and apparently my brother and Bobby didn't think it was important to tell me we had a monster on the payroll. Cool. But what the hell are you doing here?"

Karina pulled herself up into a sitting position before crossing her long legs.

"Castiel told me there was a Cubus here feeding on humans so I decided to swing over and do a little killing before moving on to a Rakshasa in Indiana."

"That's why we're here." Sam said. He had been pretty silent before but now he was intrigued by the possibility that there were 2 Succubi in town. He went over to the chair sitting at the table he had been using as a desk and sat in it cautiously. It didn't look like it could hold its own weight, let alone Sam's tall, muscular form. "Cas said there were mass feedings. A lot of people going missing. The bar Dean met you at was the last place all of the victims had been seen so when he spotted you, I guess he thought it was you."

Dean had been sulking on the other bed until a thought struck him.

"Hold the fuck up! You know Cas too?" Dean shouted, standing up from the bed.

"Yea," Karina replied. "He saved my life once when I got more than I bargained for in a demon den. Bobby had told me about him once so I prayed to him, he appeared and smote those black-eyed bastards."

"Just great! So Cas was in on it too?! I guess I'm just the dumbass everyone was laughing at." Dean said reaching over and pulling his jacket on.

"No, Dean, it's not like that." Sam said. He stood up from the desk chair and moved over to Dean. "No one told you cuz it was honestly not a big deal! When I first got the call from Faron that he wanted to become a hunter, you already had a lot on your mind. You had just got back from Hell, Dean! You had just reunited with Lisa and I didn't think it was important to tell you the monster I convinced you to spare decided to become a Hunter! I mean, come on man, you didn't tell me about Benny!"

"That was different!" Dean replied crossing his arms.

"How?" Sam asked looking Dean in the eyes.

Honestly, Dean didn't know why it upset him so much. Yea, he was pissed that everyone he trusted lied to him but Sam was right; he had did the same thing with Benny and that was a particularly stressful time so he understood why Sam hadn't told him. But there was something about Karina that rubbed Dean the wrong way. Something about her he didn't like. He thought that maybe it was because he was genuinely attracted to her when he first saw her in that bar and that thought scared him because he knew the truth of a Succubi's appearance.

Instead of answering him, Dean slid past Sam and walked to the door of the motel. "Look I'm going to go back to the bar and see if the Succubus comes back tonight. I'll call you if I get a lead."

He couldn't look in Karina's direction because he knew she would be able to feel his attraction for her if he did. So Dean opened the door and stepped out into the warm August heat and made his way back to the bar.

"Well," Karina said standing up and pulling her top down. "I still need to feed so I'm going to go hunting."

"You're not killing anyone are you?" Sam looked at her inquisitively.

"Of course not Sam, you know I haven't killed a human since that first time." She replied.

Sam gave her a nod before looking at her apologetically.

"Sorry, had to make sure."

Karina went over to the nightstand between the two beds and grabbed the pen lying on top of it. She began scribbling on the notepad next to it.

"Here's my new phone number and my room number. I'm staying at the Hilton down the road. Stop by sometime, maybe we can compare and contrast notes about this Hunt." Karina said ripping the page off the pad and handing it to Sam.

He reached out and grabbed it, quickly folding it up and putting it in his pocket.

"Dude, how can you afford the Hilton?!"

"There are a lot of perks to being a Succubus. It pays quite well."

"You don't mean you…"

"Come on Sam, don't be so naïve. I have to eat so why not make a few bucks while I'm doing it? So feel free to come over and use the pool or the workout room. I have the room for the week."

Karina stood up and made her way to the door. She turned and looked at Sam.

"Thanks Sam."

"For what?" He said. He was confused. He had no clue why Karina was thanking him.

"For convincing your brother not to kill me all those years ago."

"Oh it's nothing." He replied blushing.

Karina opened the door and left, closing the door behind her. She made her way down the stairs and across the run down motel's parking lot. Her car was still parked at the bar so she decided to walk there and get it, the clicking of her heels making a staccato melody with each step. A part of her wanted to walk back into that bar and finish what she started with Dean but that thought was quickly dismissed when she saw a clearly intoxicated Dean Winchester step out of the bar, his arm draped across the shoulders of some bar slut. Karina sighed and started her car. She didn't know where this chapter in her life was going to take her but one thing was certain. This would not be the last time she would see Dean. And she couldn't find one thing wrong with that.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

I know it's a little short but I wanted to introduce the characters and setting first before I got fully into the story. It IS a slash story, just trust me on this one. The next chapter will explain everything.

The Wilshire Motel does not exist in Chicago, although there is a Milshire Hotel. I had to change the name for the bit of foreshadowing the sign makes.

I know there are A LOT of Supernatural fan fiction starring Succubi but I promise you, I've made a unique species that will cause a lot of anguish and confusion into the story. A good Incubus story that I love is called 'Incubus' by Crimson1.

Let me know what you think of the story so far. The next chapter is a flashback so it'll explain the events of when Sam and Dean first met Karina and why Dean called her Faron.

I also based a lot of Karina and Dean's relationship on the banter he had with Bela. She's my favorite SN character and it saddens me that a lot of people didn't like her.

Also Karina's appearance is based off of model Natalia Vodianova.