HIDE AND SEEK
Chapter 1
A triple drabble for the lovely MeAzrael, just because.
WOW: floor. A witch wants something from the boys. Dean wants something from the witch. Sam wants Dean to shut his piehole. Rudery, embarrassment and an experience to forget ensues ...
Rated T for innuendo and Dean's dirty mind (no, not mine; Deans ...)
Disclaimer: I own nothing except an increasingly addled mind.
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Tightly bound back to back, the Winchesters sat squirming furiously on the floor of the candlelit basement.
They froze as a woman's voice cut the darkness.
"Do you know why I've brought you here?"
"To play Jenga?" Dean spat petulantly.
A bitter laugh; "no, I want to take back the talisman you stole from me."
"Well I want world peace, but we can't always get wha ... "
Dean's words trailed into a dribble as the witch stepped from the shadows and stood, hands on hips, before them.
Sam looked at the glamorous hourglass figure and sighed.
This had trouble written all over it.
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tbc