Author's Note: So I changed the rating for this story to mature because Layla and Sammy decided that they wanted to get freaky when it was all said and done. Just let me know what you Guys thinks So Yeah there's is some harsh language and sexy time so be warned - Amby
An hour and a half later we found ourselves sitting at the best club in Las Vegas, in my opinion anyways. I had only been to the ghost bar one other time and it was always something to see. The ghost bar was where you went when u wanted to see someone famous. The ghost bar was also a great place to hang out, it had a great view of the Vegas strip.
"Layla, southern comfort?" Jared asked as he got up to take a trip to the bar. I was feeling very intoxicated at this point, I should probably slow down.
"Uh, just get me a beer" I said with a smile. I couldn't help but smile at that man. Jensen sat to my left, downing the rest of his beer. He lifted his empty bottle to let Jared know he needed another.
"So Layla, you come to Vegas often?" he said, only slightly slurring his words.
"Yeah actually, I come like twice a year." I smiled. He may not have been my favorite of the two but he certainly was easy on the eyes. "What about you?"
After looking at his empty beer bottle for a second he looked up and answered me "every now and then. I guess you could say that we get around, like to travel" He smirked. Jared walked up with an arm full of drinks.
"So what's it like?" I asked, the question directed at both of the men sitting next to me.
"What"? Jared asked taking a sip of his drink.
"Being the stars of a hit Television show" I paused letting my words sink it. "Having fans that would love nothing more than to fall all over you" I smiled.
"Oh, uh….it's interesting." Jared said, his tone seemed odd like once again there was an inside joke that I wasn't in on.
"Yeah, it's alright" He paused "let's just say it pays the bills" this surprised me. He sounded like he was working some dead end job that he hated.
"You don't like it?"
"It's not that, it's just" he seemed like he was struggling finding the right words.
"It's okay, I'm not trying to pry" I excused myself to the bathroom then. The bathroom was a short distance. My whole body felt numb. I accidentally bumped into a few people on my way to the bathroom; I mumbled my apologies as I pushed open the bathroom door. The bathroom was well lit and had 6 stalls. I went into the first one available and did my business. When I immerged from the stall I stopped in front of the long mirror. I gave myself a once over. I looked a little intoxicated but I was still rocking my outfit. I applied another layer of lip stick before being satisfied with my appearance. I shimmed through a couple of people before exiting the bathroom. In sharp contrast from before, the dark hallway leading to the bathroom was now completely empty. It had an Erie quality.
"Uh what the hell is that" I exclaimed as a very strong odor assaulted my senses. It smelled of rotten eggs. As I was looking around the hallway trying to find the source of the smell, a thick black smoke started to come from a vent high above my head. "What the hell?" I said to myself as I stared hard at the vent. In the back of my mind(the very back) I had an Idea what was going on, but I also thought maybe I was just drunk. I had never hallucinated when drinking, but there is a first time for everything right. The smoke seemed to make a path down toward me, in an unnatural fashion.
"Layla, run" I snapped my head in the direction of the voice. Jared was standing on the other end of the hallway watching the scene. Just then the smoke took a violent turn and rushed toward my face. Just as it reached my face it stopped short as if there was a clear pane of glass surrounding me. In my peripheral vision I saw Jared running towards me with Jensen just behind him. The smoke seemed to simmer there for a second then quickly dissipated into the rest of the bar. In the back of my mind I worried that maybe there was a demon somewhere in the bar now. I was not going to voice my opinion and sound like a daydreaming moron though.
"Layla, how did you do that?" Jared asked as he reached me. Looking at me like I had been lying about something.
"Do what?" I paused searching both of their expressions for a hint of what was going on. "What the hell was that?" They looked at each other as if asking one another for permission to speak freely.
"Okay, I'm a little toasted here but I'm going to make an ass outta myself and ask if they was a demon?" I waited for laughter or the looks of astonishment at my stupidity but I received neither.
"Uh, yeah. That was a demon and now we probably have a demon possessing some poor bastard in the bar. But, first I need to know, it tried to take your body and couldn't, why?" I knew why. But the fact that all was happening was so foreign. Instead of answering his question I simply pulled my shirt over to reveal my anti-possession tattoo. The look of understanding came across there faces.
"Like I said I love the show. I take it very seriously. I always research the stuff that comes up on the show. I don't necessarily believe in demons and vampires.
"Well you just came face to face with one. The fact that it couldn't take your body most likely pissed it off." Just then a scream escaped that main part of the bar, without thinking we all ran out into the main bar. A woman dressed in a slinky black dress was ripping a man heart out of his chest while everyone watched. The woman's eyes were black. She looked up as we ran out front the dark hallway.
"I have an idea" Both boys looked at me like I was a moron. Apparently I have no experience in dealing with demons so I should just hide, please these boys didn't know me very well if they think that I'm going to hide as soon I found out this shit was real. "Trust me" I slowly backed up into the dark hallway without anyone noticing. I opened a door that led to the back of the bar and looked around, I noticed several milk crated stacked up in a corner. I grabbed two of them. I stacked them on top of each other and climbed up on them so that I could reach the ceiling. I pulled my red lipstick out of my pocket. I loved this color but I had to sacrifice it. I quickly got to work. I quickly drew knowing the design like the back of my hand.
I rejoined the boys hanging near the back of the crowd. We need to lure her to the hallway. "Hey we need to get her back to that hallway" I whispered.
"You, what are you two morons doing here" She pointed at Jared And Jensen. She threw her head to the side and the boys flew through the air hitting and sticking to the wall by the hallway. I suddenly felt very venerable. I knew I could do this on my own if needed but the idea of having to, kind of scared me.
"And you, what the hell is with you?" She dropped the body to her feet and started walking towards me. "You know its human nature to want what you can't have" I started to back up towards the hallway. I felt intimidated. She quickly and without thinking that I was any threat to her she walked right into my trap. She attempted to keep walking by was stopped by an invisible wall made by my devils trap. She looked up quickly and upon looking back at me a number of emotions flooded her face; Confusion, Anger, astonishment and once again anger.
"What the fuck little girl who the fuck do you think you are, I am going to gut you, you little bitch."
"Layla" I could hear the labored cries from Jared and Jensen.
"I should have known something was up with you. Hanging around with the stupid ass Winchesters" this comment caught me off guard. Did I even know who the fuck I was hanging around with? I would deal with that later, now I had to deal with this demon.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus" The demon started screaming incoherently.
"Layla, holy water" I ran over to Jensen who was attempted to hand me a bottle from his pocket. I grabbed it and ran back to the suffering demon.
"omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii," I paused to spray the screaming demon with holy water, which sizzled on her skin. " omnis legio, et secta diabolica, Ergo draco maledicte et sectio, Ergo draco maledicte et legio secta diabolica Ut Ecclésiam tuam secúra tibi fácias servire libertáte, te rogámus, audi nos." I said the last word much louder than the rest of the Latin words used to expel this demon. At the last word the woman screamed as the black smoke was expelled. The woman's body fell limply onto the floor. I heard a thud as Jared and Jensen or Sam and dean, I don't really know who they are anymore fell from there spot on the wall. Jared quickly made his way over to me, putting his arms around me. He looked at me closely before smiling.
"No too shabby"
"Okay who the hell are you guys. She called you the Winchesters" They looked at each other.
"Um how about we get our asses out of her before the cops show up." Jensen chimed in.
"So My name is Sam Winchester and this is my brother Dean Winchester" He motioned to Dean as He got up and left the hotel room. He paused waiting for my reaction "The show is more or less a way for us to keep hunting without credit card scams. It's also spreading awareness about this stuff. I mean you protected yourself from a demon and performed a full on exorcism back there, by yourself." I nodded.
"So you name isn't Jared Padalecki?"
"No my name is not Jared Padalecki." He smiled
"So you're not married?"
"No, I am not married."
"Well that's all I need to know" I smiled as I straddled his hips and attacked his mouth. He quickly responded to the kiss. Giving me just as much as I was giving him. He mouth was a little rough but his tough was soft. I buried his hands in my hair and kissed me for all he was worth. I quickly attempted to pull his black shirt over his head but didn't want to break the kiss to do so. He reluctantly pulled away to pull the shirt over his head. I looked down over his chest and stomach. He was gorgeous. He looked airbrushed.
"Oh dear god" I said as I started kissing him all over his chest and stomach. I attacked his neck, marking him before coming back up to his face. Once again are tongues were entwined. I could feel my body responding to him like it never has for any other man I have ever met. I wanted him, all of him.
"Fuck, Layla." He muttered between kisses. He quickly pulled my shirt over my head and made quick work of the back of my bra, he then pulled it off roughly. He stared at my chest for a second before he dove in face first. He liked every part of my chest. He sucked on my nipples, hard. I loved it.
"Fuck Sam" He smiled against my breast when I said his name. He reluctantly left my breast to kiss my mouth. His mouth was very warm now. I shimmed my way so that I was on my knees in between his legs. I made quick work with his belt and he lifted his hips to allow his pants to fall around his ankles. I then pulled his boxers down slowly to reveal a massive manhood. I just stared for a second like he did to my breasts. I liked front top to bottom. He shuddered. I put the head of him into my mouth and took as much as I could. He buried his hands in my hair and slowly pumped my mouth. All the while he was making groans of pleasure.
"Ohh, Layla Fuck" He started to pump a little harder hitting the back of my throat.
"You like my mouth Sammy?" He smiled down at me.
"You have no idea" Just then he pushed hard on my head and forcing himself down the back of my throat. He let out a load moan and a line of obscenities. He let go of my head and leaned back, needing to breath for a minute. Just then he stood, stepping out of his pants and boxers. He picked me up and walked through a doorway, throwing me onto a large bed. He climbed up on me and kissed me hard, while he was unfastening my pants and pulling them from my body. He kissed and bit my neck hard; I let out a loud sound. He revisited my breast with his mouth. Then made his way to the area I needed him to touch most. He wasted no time, he started licking and sucking my clit hard. He almost made me jump off the bed with his urgency.
"Oh my god Sam" I grabbed the hair and forced him closer to me. He licked me a few more times before lining himself up with my entrance.
"You are so gorgeous" He said before thrusting his tongue into my mouth at the same time he thrust himself into me. My body attempted to reject him at first, his size was overpowering but after a minute my body adjusted. He slowly started to move. He was the best thing I had ever felt.
"Sam, Jesus Fucking Christ" He smiled and started to thrust faster. He kissed me, exploring my mouth deeply while he thrust into me touching areas I didn't know I had. The Bed was banging against the wall hard. I wondering if there were people next door but I didn't really care. He quickly flipped us over without breaking our connection. I sat up and stared down at the man that I was riding. He was so sexy. He had a look of pure ecstasy on his face. His hands were on my hips guiding me. I lowered my face and kissed him deeply. He moved his hand to grasp my hips hard then started to thrust upward with a lot of force. I thought he was going to be to much for me until he started to slow down a bit. He was close I could tell.
He picked me up and threw back on my back. He entered my roughly and was not relentless this time. He started to falter a bit and losing his rhythm. He came with a cry that could have been heard down the hotel hallway.
"Fuck, Layla" He laid down next to me and kissed me. We both slipped into an awesome night's sleep.