Stepping into the line of fire
AUTHOR'S WARNING:
This chapter is HOT …you have been warned!
Chapter 50
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
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John continued his valiant watch and was thinking about previous events. He was not a man to think for long about past actions. What happened, happened at the time, and then he moved on. Sam was giving cause him a great deal of cause for concern. He could not deny this to himself. His youngest was so clever, too clever for his own good he often thought…but he was disobedient and insubordinate. He hated clashing with him but he wallowed in his son's talent at research and incantations. Hunters across the world envied John's, Sam!
John knew deep inside himself that his boy hated the rigid discipline and lack of discussion over orders but John felt strongly that Sam stepped over the line too often. He was fifteen goddam' it and should listen more and argue less. It was an ongoing battle that he was tiring to wage. If he had to be honest with himself, it was easier fighting the Supernatural than a pissed off Sammy!... He decided during this night watch that Dean would be his port of call from now on. He would delegate the dissention to his first born. Dean seemed to know how to talk to his little brother and in some strange way he exerted more influence over him. That was his decision.
At exactly four in the morning Bobby took over from John. John gave him a pat on the back and made his way to his tent for some blissful shuteye. At eight, the other hunters began to stir. Dean handed them all a portion of crackers and individually processed cheese with a sad smile.
"Sorry it ain't bacon and eggs dudes!" he said apologetically to each one, except John who was still sleeping. They all ate silently not wanting to wake him.
There had been no sighting of anything remotely supernatural. Plenty of rabbits though…was thinking Dean and their initial cuteness was beginning to be forgotten for the wonderful way they tasted over a camp fire. Dean had been keen to shoot a couple but they could not afford the sound of gun shot ringing through the air. He wondered though, whether that might speed things along! He wanted some hot chow desperately and an even hotter Ange on the side! …If he was going to be very honest with himself. The lack of sex was driving him crazy. He had to find a way to get his honey to one side.
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John was asleep. Bobby was on watch… he saw his chance and nudged Angela's elbow.
"Ange…come with me honey…" he purred.
Angela looked at him directly in the eye and did as she was told. They reached a dark but quite welcoming spot of earth.
"Do you mind lying on this hard bed my darling?" Dean enquired sexily.
"No. I can take hard Dean!" she replied saucily.
He took hold of her waist, brought her down to earth and his strong hands wrapped around her beautiful face.
"I love ya' honey…" he kissed her passionately…" I love you my angel… my Ange…sweetie…"
Angela reciprocated. The lovers had taken all their clothes off and lay one on top of the other.
Dean was going to lead the dance tonight. He had decided that.
His tongue ventured boldly into her willing mouth. It was like a primal act. It felt good. Just right. Her hand enfolded his growing manhood and she started to increase the slowly moving pressure. Her sweetie was beginning to sweat and moan… and soon he was completely… utterly hers.
"Ange…Ange…this feels so damn good! Ange…ange…please stop…I'm going to come!"
Angela decided at this point that her power over Dean was true and loving. She would continue and he would indeed come again. This beautiful man deserved pleasure and he was going to get it from her. Her fingers and tongue continued their administrations…and then…
all at once Dean gave a huge growl and trembled… This beautiful, gorgeous hunter of hers, fell against her thigh in pure ecstasy.
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