Title: Blood Pearl
Author: Fenikkusu Ai
Pairing: Alastair/Dean
Rating: M
Fandom: Supernatural
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 161
Summary: It would take some effort, but eventually with some persistence and gentle cracking, he would eventually see where Deano hid his pearl.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural.
Against Dean's better judgment, he yelped and the action caused him to bite his tongue. He tasted blood, but that was nothing new. His mouth and throat contained a literal ocean of blood.
The look above him was sickeningly paternal. Dean felt like a little boy that he burned his finger on a hot stove. As Alastair liked to say, he was only doing this to himself.
"Ah...fuck..."
Every drop of blood that flowed was another breath of air Dean would never take.
Dean was a sunken treasure that had drifted to the bottom of the ocean or in this case all the way down. Yet, he was still a clam shell locked tight.
It would take some effort, but eventually with some persistence and gentle cracking, he would eventually see where Deano hid his pearl.
Alastair already guessed it would be black. As rare and as beautifully dark as Dean himself.
And it would belong only to him.