Summary: AU. At first it's casual. That's how things like this normally start. But Bobby Singer notices something odd going on with his daughter, and then realises that she may have a horrible link to his best friend. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Jessica Marie Singer.

A/N: Righty, here's how it all starts to get steamy. Enjoy!

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All Decided for Us

-Two-

Jess shot up in bed and gasped, looking around her. Was that a dream or did that really happen at her party yesterday? Oh fuck, what if what happened really happened...Holy fuck it was hot, being held up against the bathroom door by him that way. This was her father's best friend she was thinking about and...

She jumped in shock as she looked in the mirror and saw the mascara still on her face from where she'd been crying, then she smelt the air. Oh no...she ripped her top off and brought it to her face, smelling it and breathing out a shaky sigh as she found that scent of his aftershave still on it. Oh dear God...it'd really happened! They'd been pressed up against the bathroom door...oh God, she'd had her legs wrapped around his waist and he'd told her it was wrong...

She liked the fact that it was wrong. It was exciting, dangerous...it was fucking wonderful. She had to see him again. What ever she'd felt the night before was true. She wanted Crowley. But God, this was her dad's best friend! Her father's voice cut through her thoughts, calling up the stairs to her.

"Jess? I gotta go to Crowley's okay, do you need to go anywhere?"

Was this like an act of God or something? Did her dad know, and was he trying to torture her by showing where the sexy British guy lived? This was torture, but she made the excuse of having to go to the mall.

Crowley's place was beautiful. Jess made sure she memorised the route from home to there and the route from his to the mall...when they got going again. She saw her dad leaving and she saw him, stood with that handsome grin on his face in the doorway. He saw her for a moment and they shared this long look while Bobby was walking back to the truck, Crowley knowing deep down that she'd be coming back to see him. Jess never took her eyes from him as they left, Bobby dropping her two minutes away at the mall and kissing her cheek before she got out and smiled at him.

"You need picking up or...?" Bobby asked, Jess shaking her head.

"I'm meeting Chloe," She said, lying to her dad's face, "She'll drop me off later, I'm going to her place for a while."

"Okay." Bobby replied, "See you later, honey."

With that he just drove away, not asking anything else. Why would he? Bobby knew she was trustworthy and responsible, yet she'd just lied to his face. Yeah, really trustworthy, aren't we, Jess?

She set off walking back to Crowley's place, determined to clear up what had happened the previous night between them. She reached the mansion, seeing the absolute beauty of the place just from the end of the open driveway, which was long, she had to admit. She walked up and suddenly he was there on the doorstep arms folded and eyes somewhat sad. Wasn't he happy she was there? He seemed happy enough when they were kissing the night before.

"Jess, what are you doing?" He asked with exasperation.

"I wanna talk about last night..." She said, "Just five minutes...please..."

Crowley looked at her and she had these goddamn stunningly blue puppy eyes going on. He sighed, knowing full well that this was a bad idea and he nodded, letting her into the house and looking at her with the same desperation he had the night before. She was looking at him the same way but they snapped out of it, Jess clearing her throat and seeming much shyer than the previous evening.

"Um...I'm sorry for last night..." She said, "But I stand by my feelings, Crowley..."

Oops...that shouldn't have been said.

Crowley stared at her for a moment and he sighed, rubbing his forehead and closing his eyes.

"Jess, what we did..." He said, "We nearly had sex for crying out loud...we're almost thirty years apart! I'm over twice your age!"

"I can't help how I feel about you though," Jess replied, "It's not...it's not like I'm a fifteen year old!"

"You're not even old enough to drink legally, Jess..."

Jess sighed and moved towards him, running her hands up his chest and pressing him against the door, moving so her lips were inches from his.

"How does this feel?" She asked, "Because it seemed to me last night sparked something inside you that makes you want me..."

"But it's wrong." Crowley replied, "I shouldn't feel like that about you."

"Age is just a number." Jess said, Crowley closing his eyes and pressing his forehead to hers, "We could just...try..."

"Try?" Crowley asked, "Try what?"

Before he knew what was happening, his hands were rubbing up and down her arms and back, feeling her and actually pulling her closer to him.

"This..." Jess replied almost inaudibly, "Us...you and me...it doesn't even have to be serious..."

"You don't know what you're asking of me..."

"I do..."

That's when the first kiss was exchanged and Jess felt her body just set on fire from within, his hands gripping her to pull her close. Breaking their kiss, they stared at each other, Crowley suddenly lifting her up and carrying her upstairs.

Okay, this was like the hottest thing ever. This was by far the hottest thing Crowley had ever seen in his life; this gorgeous young woman writhing beneath him as he fucked her deep and slow. Oh God...the sounds! Those delicious gasps and moans that escaped her lips were just driving him crazy and he leaned down, burying his face in her neck. There was nothing tender about it though. It was rough and steamy and her fingernails clawed at his back, scratches being left in bizarre lines as she rocked against him. He stopped and looked at her, seeing those eyes open as she grinned at him.

"Don't stop..." She panted, Crowley wanting to really teach her a lesson.

Maybe she'd leave him after this and he wouldn't have to worry about how wrong this all was.

"You want more?" He asked, earning a desperate nod as he moved back so he was almost completely out of her body, "Say please..."

"What?" She asked, Crowley giving her a deep look before saying it again.

"Say please."

"Crowley...I'm too close for this..." She breathed, "I'm not playing games with you."

"Well I'm up for a few games," He laughed, "Come on...you didn't want it serious, you said so yourself."

The feeling inside Jess was growing too much to bear and she closed her eyes, wanting to reach release so much she just gave into him.

"Please..." She whispered, Crowley leaning down to her ear as he moved his hips.

"Louder."

"Please!"

"Louder."

"PLEASE!"

"Good girl."

The sounds, the games and the dirty talk were all to make the other person enjoy their weird little romance more. Jess would be lying if she said that she didn't like it when Crowley began to whisper things in her ear, when he'd bite her or grip her too tight. It turned her on, all of it, but what she didn't know was that he was trying to get rid of her and avoid this whole issue rather than to keep her with him.

"I wonder what you sound like when you come, Jess..." Crowley whispered, "Are you gonna come for me?"

"Oh yes!" Jess breathed through gritted teeth, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

He began to fuck her harder then, pinning her hands down when she tried to touch him.

"Right there!" She moaned, beginning to mumble incoherent things as she looked like she'd just break down and cry, "Oh God, fuck me..."

She was breaking, opening up and becoming so vulnerable to him right there and then and nothing him had turned him on so much in his life. There was a loud, long, broken moan from her and that was it, Crowley was done. He slumped on top of her, hearing her still moaning lightly in his ear.

"You sexy bastard..." She breathed, Crowley unable to stop his smirk, "Oh my God..."

He pulled himself from her body and settled beside her, the young woman looking up at him and kissing his lips. She bit her lip seducively and smiled, rubbing his strong, toned chest gently.

"You are just so...wow..." She breathed, Crowley chuckling in response before getting up and finding his clothes.

"You should get dressed."

Jess was stunned for a moment and she gazed at him, not sure what to make of what she just heard.

"Your dad's expecting you home soon, isn't he?" Crowley asked, Jess nodding in response.

"Don't you wanna spend a little time with me?"

Yes, I want to spend every bit of time I can with you.

"I'm a busy man, Jess," Crowley replied, anything to make her not want him, "Got stuff to do."

The young woman grabbed Crowley's wrist and shook her head.

"No you haven't." She said, "You told me you had all day for me we got up here."

Damn. Busted! He forgot about that. Probably too lost in fucking the poor girl's brains out.

She pulled him on top of her, bare chests connecting together as she kissed him deeply and passionately.

"Fuck me again..." She said, "I liked it..."

The truth was, Crowley liked it too. He did like fucking the girl senseless but it was just so...disgusting. He tried to focus on anything but her as she started kissing his neck and unfastening his pants again, finding he couldn't. For a guy who was almost fifty, he had pretty good stamina in bed, and Jess couldn't get enough. Yeah, it was wrong and to other people it would be sick, but she wanted him and he wanted her. It'd be their little secret and the thought made her smile, the moan that escaped Crowley's lips as she found his impressive length making her smile even more.

He fucked her three more times that afternoon, on the edge of the bed, on the floor and against the wall before she finally left. By the front door they shared hot, dirty kisses before she began the walk home, her legs quaking all the way.

They were meeting up again two days later.

-TBC-