By Merisha
Synopsis: There's a deadly creature on the loose ... will our boys manage to stay out of her clutches or will they be ensnared by this cunning killer? (Dean's POV).
I thought I'd give this story a try, even though (due to its nature) there is some suggestive subject matter. I also realize that most of you are on leave over the Christmas season but I'll be going on a little hiatus so I thought I'd leave you a story to carry-you-over until I'm back LOL ;0) - It's a 4 chapter story so the entire thing should be up before end December ... and if you review I really won't mind or complain ;0)
Also just a quick note to wish you all the very best for 2008!
Warning: Mild language and adult content ... I know ... I'm just going downhill ;0)
Chapter 1 - enjoy ;0)
We flipped a coin. Sammy called 'heads' so he got to be the bait. I turn my lucky two-headed coin over in my fingers and grin. I'm sitting in the furthest, darkest corner of the bar, slowly nursing a beer. We're on a job so there's no time for small talk and drinks ... even though this place is crawling with people and a bevy of beautiful ladies.
Except, I really hate disappointing a girl who makes a move on me. I'm not completely invisible so I've been getting my fair share of appreciative glances. I pat the perfumed cards with telephone numbers in my jacket pocket, they could come in handy later tonight. Yeah, I'm on the job ... but I'm not friggin dead.
My eyes follow Sammy ... the chicks are really into him, he's almost swatting them away ... but in spite of their advances he still looks incredibly uncomfortable. I chuckle ... god ... he's so out of his element over there, but I figured that if the psycho bitch we're after doesn't zoom in on vulnerable looking Sammy, then at least he'll finally get some action. He seriously needs to clean out the o'l pipes ... his pent up sexual frustrations are making him all moody. And a moody Sammy is definitely a pain in my ass!
From the eyewitness description's we got, the killer we're looking for has blonde hair. She apparently kills her male victims with an unidentifiable toxin.
We pretended to be interns and the pathologist on duty gave us the full tour of the mortuary ... much to Sammy's disgust ... before we were able to get a good look at the row of dead guys. Sammy spotted the small puncture marks on the bodies, one just below the left nipple with a similar puncture mark at the base of each victim's skull.
We're still not sure how she's administering the poison, probably some sorta needle. The Pituitary glands removed during the autopsy were completely sapped dry of endorphins and at least 8 times their normal size. Not surprisingly it led to massive brain hemorrhaging and acute heart failure. The testosterone and adrenalin levels found in the bodies were also off the charts, so it looks like all three of our victims died from an extreme case of over active libido. I know I shouldn't but I can't help but grin ... I mean what a way to go. I was almost expecting to find a smile plastered on the dead dude's faces. The pathologist said he'd never seen anything like it in his 19 years. Sammy immediately began lecturing me on my sinful ways (yup, he definitely needs to get laid), but it still sounded supernatural enough for us to start a hunt.
My attention is focused on the two gorgeous blondes hanging on Sammy's every word. Twins ... it could be a two man, or in this case a two babe job, so I'm keeping a close eye on them. I take another sip as he looks over at me with pleading eyes and I can't help but snort ... almost choking on my beer!
I chuckle and cough as he rolls his eyes ... he knows there's no way on earth he's getting any help from my side, unless he's in mortal danger ... and being the good little brother that he is, he carries on with the small talk even though it looks like he'd rather be making a dash for the nearest exit.
My view of Sammy is suddenly obscured as a woman moves in front of me. I squint at her dark silhouette while she slides in to sit next to me. She's wearing a very short skirt as my appreciative gaze follows up her smooth, long legs ... settling for a brief admiring second on her fantastic cleavage ... and she nearly knocks my breath away when I look into the most amazing eye's I've ever seen. They seem like small pools of the Mediterranean captured between long black lashes. Shit ... she's a real stunner. Her wavy, dark hair finishes off the picture by framing her delicate face.
I clear my suddenly dry throat.
"Hi."
"Hey ... this seat taken?"
Her voice is as smooth as 10 year old bourbon. I give her my most dazzling smile.
"Nope."
"You looked rather lonely over here ... thought you might need some company."
Oh she seriously wants to get into my pants ... but the feelings definitely mutual.
"The names Dean."
She holds out her hand and I take it in mine.
"Aranea ... nice to meet you Dean."
I'm genuinely contemplating chatting her up for a while and then we can go upstairs, where I'll show her the meaning of 'all night long' as we get down to the business ... but I'm covering Sammy's back.
"Aranea ... that's a beautiful name ... honestly, I'd love nothing more than to get to know you better right now, but I'm sorta waiting for a business associate."
She looks as disappointed as I feel.
"Tell you what though ... we can definitely pick this up later if you're interested."
She grins at me seductively.
"Sure, that would be great ... but just so you know, I'm not much of a talker."
She leans forward to whisper in my ear.
"I'm in room 333 upstairs in the hotel ... don't be late ... I'll be waiting!"
She winks as she slides off the chair, swaying her hips as she walks away, looking back at me once more over her shoulder. Shit ... if that wasn't an invitation then 'color me foolish'.
I turn my gaze back to Sammy reluctantly. He looks a little tipsy as he talks to the group of girls surrounding him, probably drinking more than he should to build up courage. He really can't handle his drink, 2 beers and he'll sing karaoke. I'm starting to feel a bit sorry for him ... he really hates being the bait. There's a sudden burst of giggles. He grins as they whisper something in his ear ... but when the blondes start leading him towards the door I immediately go onto full alert.
I wait a few seconds before I follow them. Just hope Sammy is sober enough to put up a fight if things go south. I don't see them. They've gone in the elevator and I immediately go to the stairwell to run up the 5 flights of stairs. He's taking them to our room ... that was the plan. I've already laid out a shit load of salt and there are weapons hidden throughout the room which Sammy can use to fend them off until I burst in the front door and blast them to kingdom come.
I covertly glance around the corner, only to watch as the door to our room shuts behind him. Damnit, they're already inside. I pull out the Berretta hidden in my belt and creep up slowly, gun at the ready. I hear giggling and Sammy's muffled laughter, so I pause for a second to listen. I'm waiting for the code word ... if he yells 'Jiggly' then I'm busting in guns blazing.
I wait.
And wait.
15 minutes later I move to sit up against the wall, gun back in my belt and legs bent as I watch the door. Oh yeah, he's definitely getting some action. I chortle ... bout time ... those 'mint flavored condoms' I put in his pocket before we left are definitely seeing the light tonight! Twins ... shit ... I'm totally taken aback, didn't think he had it in him.
I should leave and come back in a while, but my brotherly protectiveness has me staying where I am, just in case.
An hour and a half later I find myself dozing slightly ... an old couple came past a few minutes ago and gave me a dirty and highly suspicious look. Shit ... I hope he hurries up before hotel security throws me out on my rear.
A few minutes more and there's the unmistakable sound of intense fulfillment radiating from behind the door ... again ... god ... the kids got stamina ... I just hope he didn't use my bed. I throw up a little in my mouth at the thought!
My ass is nearly completely numb, when I suddenly hear footsteps. I hop up as quickly as I can, pins and needles making me run funny as I duck back into the stairwell to watch the door.
I see a disheveled Sammy standing in the entrance. Looks like he just came out of the shower, he's only wearing a towel draped loosely around his hips. His wet hair slicked back as the first gorgeous blonde walks out, intimately pressing herself up against him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. The second blonde does exactly the same ... but it's the third blonde that has me rubbing at my eyes in disbelief ... did I hit my head somewhere? Triplets? I huff in astonishment ... shit ...
All three of them chorus, "Thank-you Sam ... you were absolutely incredible!"
Sammy just smiles lopsidedly as they swagger off, blowing him kisses as the door to the lift closes.
My mouth is hanging open. Holy crap! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes ...
I immerge from my hiding place as I march up to Sammy. He looks exhausted.
"SAMUEL WINCHESTER ..."
He jumps slightly when he sees me, his face and neck immediately burning bright red. He self consciously clings to the towel around his waist and he can't seem to look me in the eye. I stare at him sternly for a second ... but then I break out into a full blown toothy grin ... that's my boy ...
" ... you dirty horn-dog you! Come over here ... and give me a five!"
I throw up my hand but he just snorts and rolls his eyes as he turns away ... leaving me standing in the hallway with my hand still hovering for a high five. What? I follow him into the room.
"Triplets Sammy ... he, he, he ... you my friend ... you are my newest hero ... I mean I'm still pretty shocked and all, but wow man ... you really know how to impress!"
He just shakes his head as I tap him firmly on the back.
"Yessiree ... 3 blondes ... good thing too, cause I was seriously starting to wonder if I shouldn't be finding you a male companion instead ..."
He throws a pillow at my head and I duck as we both burst out laughing.
"Shut up ... you jackass!"
"Okay bro ... so let's have the details ... and don't leave anything out!"
I walk over to the mini-bar ... it's empty. Both his eyebrows raise and he gives me one of those 'it-will-be-a-cold-day-in-hell' looks.
"No Dean ... just ... NO!"
"Shit Sammy ... I've been outside, covering your back ... while those chicks apparently covered everything else ... the least you could do is give me some of the low-down."
He chuckles.
"No Dean, you jerk ... get your own damn action. I'm going to sleep. Oh, and just by the way ... tomorrow night you're gonna be the bait, I think I've taken more than I can handle for the team already!"
He yawns and I watch in disappointment as he stumbles over to his bed and plops down face first, snuggling into his pillow contentedly.
"Bitch!"
Ah Crap! Well this nights a bust. I look over at my bed ... it's still neat thank god ... but I'm not tired anymore.
Maybe I should watch some television ... nah!
I pull out the telephone numbers inside my jacket pocket. They've probably all gone home already ... but the stunner I met downstairs is staying in room 333 at this hotel ... hot damn!
I do a quick hair inspection in the mirror and spray a good dose of cologne on my neck ... I take an appreciative whiff ... yeah, I smell good enough to eat. Fresh breath - check. Extra condoms - check. My tube of vanilla and almond massage oil for special occasions - check. I scribble a quick note for Sammy, just in case he wakes up and worries ... leaving it on his bedside table as I tiptoe to the door. Sammy can't be the only one who gets lucky tonight ... I'll never live it down.
Reaching the third floor I start looking for her room. The thrill and anticipation of seeing her again makes me frown slightly. I'm usually not this over excited to meet up with a girl ... Aranea ... sounds kinda familiar ... I think it's Latin. Sure she's hot, but I'm pretty aloof when it comes to the fairer sex. I mean they're good for a romp or two in the sack, but I'm never this eager. I reach her door. There's a niggling feeling in my gut, something's just off ... and I'm about to walk away when her door opens.
She's standing in the doorway wearing a drop-dead-gorgeous and very see-through negligee. I think the same outfit is on page 7 of the 'Victoria's Secret' catalogue that Sammy's got hidden at the bottom of his bag.
"Hey there handsome ... weren't you going to knock?"
I look into her turquoise eyes, they're almost hypnotic ... there's definitely something about her ... she's ... she's irresistible. I feel a stirring of desire as I move closer. Her potent scent surrounds me, making me dizzy. She smells so damn good and I sway slightly on my feet.
"Come inside."
She leans forward slowly and our lips meet ... god she's beautiful ... she gently tugs at my bottom lip with her teeth and then her tongue darts into my mouth as she deepens the kiss. I can't think straight ... I just know that I want her.
I feel the web of her seduction wrapping itself around me as she pulls me into her parlor.
TBC ;0)
I know ... all the girls in this story are tarts! I hate them too ;0)