“Dance with me?” Instantly Neville stepped away, shaking his head but before he could put sufficient distance between the two of them, she grabbed his hand “it’ll be fun!” OneShot.

All her little secrets...Oh, it would be a violation; that was sure, but he had no illusions that he was ever an innocent. His thumb sank deeper into the fold of the page and the book spread itself for him as a willing little trollop, begging to be read.

A strange boy shows up at Dean and Sam’s motel room. Maybe he needs help, or maybe he’s there to help them—they can’t quite tell. Spoilers through 4.10. Not an OC.