Title: Def Leppard Was Right
Author: PlatinumRoseLady
Disclaimer: Don't own Dean or Sam – lucky them.
Challenge Word: "Wall"
Word Count: 100 on the dot (Gives the Word Count feature some cookies)
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: None.
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She leads him out of the club, all smoldering eyes and dirty talk.
Next thing he knows he's in the alley, pressed up against the wall.
She's all over him, ripping at his shirt, mouth greedy on his lips.
"Wait, not here…" he's trying to choke out the words even as her kisses grind against his flesh.
"Here. Now," she snarls, bears her fangs, nears his throat…
Even as the machete his older brother wields screams through the air.
Her head hits the ground with a wet thud.
Sam leans back, wipes his lips.
"Next time, Dean, YOU'RE the bait!"