Summary: Dean takes Castiel to a strip club/brothel all-in-one to try and rid the angel of his virginity for a second time, but gets a nasty shock when he discovers the identity of the club's main dancer, Temptation. When she heads out on the road with the Winchesters and Castiel, she grows a lot closer with one of them.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters *Screams at God and curls up on the floor*. I also don't own the lyrics or song used in this chapter.
More Than I Appear
Chapter One – Masquerade
"Dean, we are not going in there." Castiel said, backing away from Dean who grabbed his arm.
"Come on, Cas." Dean laughed, dragging the angel inside.
The pair had arrived at a strip club called WildGirlz whilst on a hunt for a demon in Illinois. They found out the main dancer of the night was one named Temptation, who apparently had a high reputation for being the best dancer out there. After getting in a drink, Dean and Castiel sat at the back, much to Dean's disappointment. One of the waitresses came to see if the men wanted another round. She wore a purple bikini, which went surprisingly well with her light blonde hair.
"Another drink, boys?" She asked, eyeing Castiel up hungrily.
"Yeah thanks, Sweetheart." Dean replied, winking at her.
"Hey, you've ordered just in time." The girl laughed, "Prepare to be amazed."
"Why?" Dean asked, looking from the stage and back to the girl as a slower song started.
"Because Temptation's starting her performance." The girl took up a seat next to the men, "She's only been here one night, but by God has she got moves."
Dean watched the stage intensely, while Castiel sat and waited for another girl in a skimpy outfit to humiliate herself and then leave.
"What's with the slow song?" Dean asked.
"She works better to those," The blonde said, "However her faster songs have been known to get her plenty of work for the night."
Dean nodded and turned his attention back to the stage.
The girl who appeared didn't dress like the others. She wore a dark blue bodice, which could be classed as a leotard, and it had a piece missing at each side revealing her delicious curves. On her feet she wore nothing but dark blue nail varnish, and her long, wavy, dark hair had a dark blue flower in it. On her face she wore a dark blue, white and silver full-face mask, under which blue eyes shone into the dark of the bar. When she blinked, sparkling blue eye-shadow was revealed which had been dusted across her eyelids. The vocals on the song began and Temptation began to work the pole.
"Listen as the wind blows
From across the great divide…"
The girl wrapped small fingers around the pole and swung herself around slowly and gracefully, landing in a crouch position. The bar fell silent, each man (since men were the only people there apart from the waitresses and dancers) watching her with the most concentration anyone had shown all night. Even Castiel was bewitched.
"Voices trapped in yearning
Memories trapped in time."
Pulling herself back up to reveal long, sexy legs, the girl pressed herself to the pole and threw her head back, revealing a long, slender neck.
"The night is my companion
And solitude my guide
Would I spend forever here,
And not be satisfied?"
Then the girl slid back down the pole, showing all the grace of a prima ballerina and got on all fours.
"And I would be the one
To hold you down,
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away…"
She crawled to the front of the stage and gracefully stood, moving her hips in a circular motion, slowly and elegantly. Her eyes locked with bright blue orbs right at the back of the bar and she winked, causing Castiel to swoon slightly.
"She just wink at you, Dude?" Dean asked, Castiel nodding.
"There's something about her, Dean…something beautiful."
"And after I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear…"
She spun on the spot, turning her head gracefully to the side to reveal that neck again.
"Through this world I've stumbled
So many times betrayed
Trying to find an honest word
To find the truth enslaved."
Moving back to the pole, Temptation wrapped her sexy legs around it and pulled herself up, suddenly letting herself fall forward to spin to the ground using her legs, landing on her hands and gently pushing herself over in a walkover, spinning again on the spot when she stood.
"Oh you speak to me in riddles and
You speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive…"
Graceful arm movements, leg movements and spins got her back to the pole where she caressed the pole, danced with it as though it were another person, grinding against it gently with her hips and sliding up and down it with her back, so slowly it took each man's breath away. Something seemed familiar about her to Dean…and for some reason this girl didn't turn him on at all. She was so damn sexy on that pole, and Castiel certainly looked aroused, but nothing was happening to Little Dean. He pondered and then got distracted when Temptation continued to dance.
Through the instrumental and the last verse, Temptation used that pole like it were a man she were dancing with, showing all the magical movement of a professional dancer as she seduced each man, seemingly other than Dean, with her movements.
The final chorus was what caused the big shock for Dean, because on the very last note, Temptation removed her mask. The face was sickly familiar, and when he saw the face he realised the fingers and toes were familiar, the height and shape of the body too. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened, anger, shock and confusion racing through his veins all at once.
"Dean…what's wrong? What is it?" Castiel asked, not getting any response.
Dean turned to the waitress sat next to them.
"Book me a room with her would you?" Dean asked the girl.
"Lucky you, you're her first ever customer here." The girl chuckled, wandering off to book the room.
"Dean, what's going on?" Castiel asked again.
"Right, when I go in that room with her I want you to mojo your way in…I think I'll need some moral support." Dean said, struggling to get the sentence out over the bile that rose in the back of his throat.
Dean entered the room Temptation was using for the night, and found that she had a king-sized bed and the nicest room in the place. He closed the door almost silently and with a rush of wings, Castiel was by his side.
"Dean, would you please explain to me what's going on?" The angel asked, almost exasperated.
When Temptation emerged from the bathroom now fully dressed in open shirt, tank top and jeans, she lay eyes on Dean and dropped her bag.
"Dean?" She breathed, willing her legs to keep her standing.
"Jen…" Dean replied, "What the fuck do you think you're doing here?"
"Please don't tell my Dad!" She cried, moving forward and grabbing the lapels of Dean's leather jacket with all her strength.
The girl known as 'Jen', Castiel noticed, was looking up into Dean's eyes with tears in her own dark brown ones, showing such pain and fear in them that he felt something tighten in his vessel's gut.
"Jen, your dad thinks you're dead…" Dean said, his hands sliding to the girl's waist as though they belonged there.
The angel felt a second tightening in his vessel's gut and found himself glaring at Dean.
"I need help…" she whispered, "Luckily, I haven't had to sleep with anyone yet but the dancing gets me the money I need to survive each day…I've danced in a few clubs using a different name every time."
Dean took her in his arms and ran soothing fingers through her hair.
He'd known Jennifer Singer for years, even taken the girl's virginity, but he'd never expected to find her working here of all places. Things must've been bad.
"Come on," He said softly, "You're coming back to my motel room. You can come out hunting on the road with me and we'll get you some money sorted…I'll call Bobby and tell him I've run into you and that you lost your cell phone on a hunt and have saved your money for buying necessities…okay?"
"Thank you." Jennifer replied, stepping back from the hug, jumping when she saw another guy in the room.
"Oh," Dean laughed, "Sorry. Jennifer Singer, this is Castiel. Castiel, this is Bobby's daughter, Jennifer."
The pair looked at one another and Jennifer smiled.
"Castiel…that's unusual." She said, "I like it."
"Thank you. I think Jennifer's a lovely name too." Castiel replied, "It's nice to meet you."
"And you." Jennifer replied, "So with a name like Castiel, where are you from?"
"Heaven."
There was silence.
"Yeah…uh…Castiel saved me from Hell…" Dean said, "He's an angel…"
Jennifer looked at Castiel and then back at Dean.
"Hell?" She asked, looking up at her one-time lover, "You were in Hell?"
Dean nodded and tears filled the young woman's eyes again as she threw her arms around the older Winchester. Then she moved to Castiel and threw her arms around him.
"Thank you for bringing him back." She whispered, pulling back from the hug.
Castiel was about to tell her he'd only brought Dean back because God commanded it but something told him it best not to. The girl turned around and saw Dean with her bags in hand.
"They think I'm your first customer here, so come on," He began, "Let's get outta here."
Passing Jennifer her bags and slinging an arm around her, they snuck out of the back door of the bar, Castiel in tow, to head back to Dean's motel room.
-TBC-
