Stepping into the line of fire

by Stormysea-breaks

Dean has fallen in love with a wonderful girl called Angela Holt (OC). John is not happy because he wants Dean to concentrate on a new important hunt and not have his head somewhere else. Bobby has identified a potential balrog roaming in Icelandic State Park, North Dakota. The boys are older but not necessarily wiser. John is John! and Ugoliant is a very fiery opponent.

30. Chapter 30

Stepping into the line of fire

Chapter 30

After John's motivational speech, Dean and Ange looked at each other intently. They had gathered all the supplies that were needed. A small but unpredictable window was suddenly delivered to them before the dreaded curfew.

"Dean?"

"Yeah?"

"Are we going to die?" … Angela let the words slip out even though she knew that her sweetie would rather cry… than answer.

"No." Dean replied stoically. "Come here!"

"No. I don't want to. I don't want to love someone I might lose".

"Come here honey…" he purred.

"No!... we've got to get ready for the hunt… You've always said there's no margin' for error. No!"

"Come here!" dean whispered sexually into her ear. "Don't worry I'll look after ya'…you're safe Ange. "

"Why should I?... You're the bait?... You're going to die! Why should I be the one picking up the pieces?... Leave me alone. Fuck off. Just get lost!"

Dean slumped.

All the air seemed to go out of the hunter. He stood there like a first world war statue. Heroic. Eternal. Incredibly cold.

Angela's eyes watered with tears that were beginning to fill her cornflower eyes.

Dean sensually rolled into her welcoming arms and snuggled sexually into her beautiful neck blowing tender kisses as he made his erotic way towards her willing heart.

"You need a good spanking young lady."

"What the fuck are you going on about Dee?"

…Angela recognised the tone. It turned her on… and her breasts swelled as she inadvertently licked her bottom lip. Dean looked as if he was on a mission to convert the unconvertable! He took on a dad tone and asserted…

"Well… for one you have cussed Angela. For two. You are doubting my prowess as a hunter!"

"Are you real?" Angela acknowledged.

"Yeah…I know I am…Are ya?'"

"Is this our last moment dee?"…Dean gulped.

"Well if it is… let's make it memorable!"…Dean stroked her thigh and then kissed her cheek. His manhood was so yearning for relief that he turned himself facing the ground.

"I don't want to make love to ya' if you're scared but…gal' I need ya'. I really need ya'…Don't worry let's cuddle…I understand."

Very close to the camp fire. Misbehaving. They kissed like they had never kissed before.

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