Summary: Dean, much to the disgust of Sam, sends his baby sister undercover in a nightclub as a pole dancer to try and help catch a demon; however the events that follow aren't what anyone expected. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Ember Winchester.

Caught in a Bad Romance

Chapter Three: Want Your Bad Romance

The appearance of an incubus in town had caught the family unawares, and poor Ember had been attacked by it. She sat in the back of the Impala currently, writhing and gripping the leather as sweat peppered her skin.

"Oh God…" she moaned, "I need a room of my own, Dean…"

Dean gulped and looked at Sam who wanted to ignore the sounds of his sister's suffering as they drove back to their motel. She moaned loudly and gasped, bending her knees and yearning to reach release.

"Ember…you gotta hold on, okay?" Dean began, "We'll be there soon."

"Mmm…" Ember groaned, "Oh fuck…"

Dean and Sam both swallowed thickly before pulling into the parking lot of the motel they were staying at, Sam sprinting to get a room booked while Dean tried to hold his sister up.

"Dean…" She breathed, "Need…need to come…"

Dean closed his eyes and sighed, trying not to listen to the words and the whimpers escaping his sister's lips. Sam ran back, throwing the key to the room to Dean who unlocked the door and led his sister inside.

"Right…work it out…" He said, blushing uncontrollably before leaving.

Ember locked the door and drew the drapes, collapsing on the bed and stripping her clothes off desperately until she was in her underwear. She felt like she was going to explode, need and damn merciless torture burning through her heart, pulse and heartbeat so fast she thought she'd explode. She needed help though, because she wasn't getting anywhere with her own fingers. She couldn't ask her brothers, and she couldn't ask Castiel. She only had one other option.

"C-Crowley…" She moaned, "Help me…"

The demon was in the room and by her side in seconds, his lips on hers as he began to remove his clothes.

"It's alright." He whispered as he broke their kiss to focus on his clothes, "I'm here, you'll be fine."

He saw the beautifully painted protection tattoo on her breast, right above her heart and he leaned down, pressing a kiss to it as he unfastened his pants and kicked them off, leaving them both in their underwear. Ember moaned and her hands went to the demon's hair, pulling him down for a heated kiss. Crowley didn't want their first time to be so rough and dirty but right now they had no choice, because if he didn't do this then Ember could die. He couldn't let her die.

The demon pulled her bra off and then they both pulled their underwear down, Crowley clicking his fingers so that they were already connected, Crowley protected while Ember lay shivering, panting, moaning and sweating on the mattress beneath him. She was breaking and she looked fucking beautiful. He made one deep, slow thrust and Ember was arching from the mattress, fingers reaching for the pillows as she gripped them tight, fighting the scream that threatened to emerge from her lips.

"Crowley, please…" She breathed, gasping and shivering as he thrust again.

The demon fully sheathed himself inside her and lay above her, kissing her lips deeply and passionately before moving, feeling her gentle arms winding around him and her fingers threading through his short, dark hair. They moved slowly, but then Crowley sped up because she had to reach release. She was growing closer to a heart attack with each slow movement, so he moved faster, finally helping her reach release as she almost screamed, the sound being muffled by Crowley's lips on her own.

As she came down from her high, Ember shivered and tears fell from her eyes, Crowley cradling her close before clicking his fingers to make them appear under the sheets, pressing a soothing kiss to her forehead to prevent the fever that usually follows an incubus attack.

"Crowley…" Ember breathed, "You saved me…"

The demon smiled tenderly and leaned down, kissing Ember's lips again, the kiss growing more passionate and deep as Crowley settled between her legs again, Ember's arms winding around him to hold him close.

"This is gonna be more than just a quick kiss in a motel room isn't it?" She asked, the demon pulling back to look her in the eyes.

"Only if you want it to be."

That was the thing. Ember did want this strange thing they had to be more, but the whole going-there-with-a-demon-when-you're-in-complete-control issue was getting in the way. Also there was the whole I-lectured-Sam-I-can't-be-a-hypocrite problem too.

"Stop thinking that far into it." Crowley said, "I'm losing you, Ember."

He clicked his fingers and she looked up at him, settling into the pillows and knowing that the demon was covering her body, keeping her warm, safe and secure in his embrace. He was so close to being inside her again and she could feel the heat between them increasing. She caught him looking deep into her eyes, like he was longing for her to answer him. She smiled and bit her lip, gently poking his nose with her index finger before nodding and leaning up, kissing his lips deeply.

Breaking their kiss, Ember looked up at the demon and reached down between their bodies bravely, their eyes never leaving each others as she took him in hand and pressed him against her, Crowley slowly pushing inside her and feeling the warmth envelope him. He pressed their foreheads together and nuzzled her before burying his face in her neck, Ember's eyes winding around him as Crowley moved much more tenderly this time, slowly and deeply as he brought Ember's arousal back around.

He felt her breasts pressing against his chest and that just set him on fire within his body, but the burn was just so pleasurable he wanted to burst. He felt Ember's long, silky legs resting by his sides, heels in the creases of his knees as he moved slowly. Her hips rocked in time with his and this time she was so quiet, breathing shaking like a leaf in the wind and sparkling tears gliding gracefully down her face.

"You're so beautiful, darling…" He whispered, Ember whimpering softly in response, trying not to sob as Crowley held her safely in his arms.

Their movements were relaxed, calm and languid, kisses tender and deep and gazes equally passionate and lingering. The demon kissed her tears away, cupping her face in gentle hands before meeting her lips in a deep, loving kiss. They stared longingly into each other's eyes, interrupted when there was a coughing sound from the door.

"Ember?"

Crowley pulled Ember up to cover her nakedness, the trusty bed sheets already wrapped around them as they stared at Sam and Dean.

"You wanna explain what the fuck is going on?" Dean asked, folding his arms and looking at her with disappointment in his eyes.

"Dean…please…" She whispered, "Not like this…"

"Come on, Ember." Dean said with a smirk, "Now's as good a time as any."

"Dean…" Sam began, "Dean, come on, just let them get dressed at least."

Dean bit his lip and nodded, turning around and leaving the room with Sam in tow.

Ember's hands slid up to her face and she covered her eyes, bursting into tears and sobbing into her hands as Crowley lay her back on the mattress, pulling out of her before clicking his fingers and dressing them.

"You won't go will you?" She asked, wiping her eyes with shaking hands.

"Never." Crowley replied, kissing her deeply and smiling softly, "I'll be here if you need me."

"Thank you."

With that, Ember slid out of bed and headed for the door, taking a deep breath before moving to her brothers' room. She had no idea what to expect on the other side of that door.

-TBC-

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