A/N: Okay, people, short A/N. Please, read and review, there will be some mature scenes in this chapter. It's origianlly "Abandon all hope" but I split it, it'd be too long in one piece.
Songs for the chapter:
-Oye como va- Carlos Santana
-Heaven tonight and Soul on fire- HIM
-Can you do a location spell?- Danielle asked Emma, who shook her head in response. They were at Bobby's. After they left Mississippi they needed to gather together to figure how to get the Colt back. And of course, Bobby's was the best place
-If I don't have anythin' of the person, or in this case demon, I can't locate him- Emma explained. She was sitting on Sam's lap, which made Danielle smile widely. They all sighed almost at the same time.
-Okay, so, call Cass- Bobby told them- get him to track the sucker down-
-Yeah, I tried- Dean said- he's not answering-
-Tyr harder, boy- Bobby pushed- we need that gun, the sooner the better- Dean sighed loudly again and Danielle ran her fingers through his hair in a calming manner. They were sitting on the couch, her legs dangling over his lap.
There was a moment of silence while something occurred to Danielle
-We should call Ellen and Jo- she suddenly spoke- we need all the help we can get-
-She's right- Sam agreed- I'm not big fan of this, but she's right-
-I don't want more people getting hurt because of this- Dean defended- we can handle it ourselves-
-No, boy, we can't- Bobby told him- we need more help, and Ellen and Jo are the best hunters out there right now-
-I don't wanna hurt them either, baby, but we need 'em- Danielle whispered in his ear. He let out a heavy breath and nodded- you call them, I'll try to talk to Cass- he got up, pulling Danielle with him and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
-They're on their way- Danielle stated. They were all in Bobby's small kitchen, having dinner. She walked in and sat on a chair next to Dean. The place was crowded. And it was going to be even more in the next few hours. They were eating roast chicken that Emma made with Sam. They had a good time too.
-So? What now?-
-Now, we've gotta wait for Cass to call- Dean said-he's following the demon, said he'd call as soon as he's got an address-
-Great- Danielle took a piece of chicken in her mouth and nodded. When they finished, Emma and Danielle went out to the groceries' store. They wanted to buy some ice cream and wine, or that was what they said. They left in the Camaro. Danielle was almost completely healed, only a few cuts and marks on her body witnessed what she'd been through. It was pretty useful too, since now they needed her on her best.
-I'm so gonna choke my sorrows in ice cream- Danielle joked while she and Emma walked down the supermarket aisle. Emma chuckled and threw a few chocolate bars in the shopping cart. She then grabbed some beers, a few bottles of whiskey for Bobby, tequila, and vodka to mix a few drinks. Danielle ran to the ice cream fridge and grabbed an arm full of it. She had chocolate flavored, strawberry, vanilla, with chips, cherry flavored with cream, and so on and so on. Emma was sure she couldn't eat all that, but she liked to have options.
After they paid, they took their time going back. They wanted to enjoy each other's company. It wasn't spoken, but they both knew, or more precisely felt, that things were coming to a non turning back point, and they had to get ready. They also knew tonight they would have some fun, and that just lightened up the mood a little more.
-Don't get Sammy drunk, or you'll never wake him up enough to do whatever it is you wanna do to him- Danielle told Emma between giggles- he's a heavy sleeper, and a happy drunk, maybe you wanna taste him first-
-Shut up!- Emma punched her arm lightly- I can handle one little man…-
-Oh, I bet he's everythin' but little-Danielle said with raised eyebrows, wiggling them like a cartoon villain
-What the fuck are you talkin' about?- Emma asked, confused. Danielle laughed
-C'mon! You saw his hands, didn't ya? What was the number one rule about hands?- she spoke in a teacher tone that made Emma smiled
-That they were the prelude to somethin' surely as big- Emma answered, smirking now
-Eureka, my dear girl- Danielle stopped at a red light and turned to her cousin- my God, use a gag, I'm not plannin' on hearin' you scream like you're bein' murdered-
-Hey! I'm not that loud!- Emma defended, chuckling
-The hell you are! I can hear you from a mile away!-
-Okay, now you're exaggeratin'- Emma rolled her eyes but couldn't keep that smile off her face
-You're such a girl sometimes- Danielle said, shaking her head in awe
-Shut up- Emma punched her again and they laughed in unison.
When they arrived at Bobby's, they carried the bags inside and closed the door with a thud
-Honey, I'm home!- Danielle yelled, chuckling. Dean poked his head from the kitchen, his mouth full of food
-Hey, baby- he greeted and Danielle smiled at him
-Baby, cover your mouth, would ya?- she walked pass him and he slapped her ass playfully, making her turn and wink at him
-Horny teenagers- Emma muttered under her breath. They put everything they bought away. All but the chocolate flavored ice cream. That had a special purpose.
-Okay, it's just 10:15, we're gonna take this little friend with us, and do some homework, don't bother us till at least 11 o'clock- Danielle told Dean, looking at him seriously
-Alright- he swallowed the piece of chicken he'd been eating and took a sip of his beer-I'll be on the study with Sam and Bobby-
-Okay- Danielle kissed him softly and then gestured for Emma to leave. They went down to the basement. They had told Bobby and the guys what happened in Mississippi, and previously, in Montana. Dean freaked, of course, but after they shared what Sydney had said, they relaxed a bit. Although Sam was acting strange around Emma, over protective even. But they knew Emma and Danielle had to work on that spell, and that ritual. And, Emma was trying to find out about Lucifer's witch, but, so far, no luck.
-We're gonna have to ask Castiel about the sword- Danielle said, licking some ice cream from the spoon she had
-Yeah, I want to get my hands on one of those- Emma nodded, and immediately sat on the basement floor, Sydney's book opened in front of her. Danielle took the tiny cot that was there and began to go through some of her mother's books, trying to find out a better ritual for channeling certain type of power, like evil or good.
They lost track of time. They finished the entire bowl of ice cream, and they kept working for like an hour. Or maybe less, because at some point, Dean came down, whining and annoying Danielle, who told him to get lost for a few more minutes. He did, and then came back with Sam. They put away the books the girls had and lifted them each in their arms, causing them to giggle and scream to be put down.
-No- Dean told Danielle as he walked to their bedroom- you told me 11 o'clock, and it's now…- he checked his clock-11:30, you've been a bad girl- he slapped her ass again lightly, just leaving a stung behind, that more than anything, aroused Danielle a bit.
-See ya tomorrow, Sammy!- Dean shouted
-See ya!- Came Sam's response and a female giggle after that. Dean walked into the bedroom and kicked the door close behind him. Danielle sighed against his neck
-You're gonna put me down now?- she asked, but to her surprise, Dean ran his hands up her legs, to her ass, and lowered her down, so she had her legs wrapped around his waist. She yelped at the movement but recovered pretty fast.
-Hi, there- she smiled sexily at him and he turned them around, pushing her between the door and his hard body. Danielle moaned as his mouth descended on hers, his tongue massaging hers, making her skin tingle. The usual fire that consumed her every time she was with Dean spreaded slowly through her veins, burning her from the inside out. She knew what she was in for, all the pleasure he would give her.
Dean's hand moved on the front of her black T shirt, lifting it, feeling the soft skin underneath. Danielle's moans got louder, and he bit her lip lightly in warning, which made her moan even louder. He ran a finger through from her chest to the waistband of her jeans, and she shivered at the contact. Danielle pushed her back so she wasn't touching the door anymore and in a quick motion, she took her T shirt off, and threw it somewhere in the room. Dean smirked at her eagerness.
-It's been too long- She moaned against his lips- to fuckin' long- her southern drawl was even worse when her voice was shaky. Dean gripped her through her jeans and moved them to the bed. He fell down, her on top of him still, and her hands quickly took his flannel off, followed by his under T shirt. She smirked at the view and ran her soft hot hands through his chest, feeling his muscles clenched under her touch. Her nails scratched him lightly, and he groaned in protest. She was teasing him, and he couldn't take it anymore. It'd been too long, and he needed her. Needed her badly.
Dean turned them around once more, Danielle's head resting on the pillows, and her smile turned serene. She had her hands in his hair, guiding his moves. But that wasn't necessary. He knew exactly what he wanted to do to her before burying himself deep inside her and feeling her around his aching cock, always so tight and wet for him. He moved his hand down her leg, and took hold of her ankle, undoing the sandal's strip there, and taking the shoe off. She did the same with the other one and her jeans were next.
She laid there on her underwear, a black laced match of bra and boy shorts that sent a wave of pleasure through his body and made his jeans uncomfortable tight. He felt a hard pain in his chest when he saw her wounds, most of them healed now. He thought about all the pain she'd been in, and shook his head quickly, clearing his mind. He kicked his shoes off, his jeans and socks right after them. They were finally skin to skin, except for those tiny pieces of clothes that frustrated her. She needed to feel alive, feel the pleasure run through her body and leave her panting afterwards, her mind far from everything else but him.
Danielle moved against him, earning a low groan from him. He took a deep breath and gripped her wrists, placing them above her head on the pillows. He heard her complain and smirked at her.
-Patience, baby- he whispered in her ear, kissing the spot behind her lobe as she shivered in pleasure. Her earrings felt cold against her overheated skin, and she groaned as Dean's mouth didn't move fast enough on her. He left a trail of wet, hot kisses along her jaw, neck and collarbone, to continue down her breasts, taking one of his hands to undo her bra and toss it to the chair next to them. He smiled at the view again, never tired of seeing how perfect her body was. He buried his face in the valley of her breasts and she moaned, arching her back against him.
-Dean…- she gasped as she felt his teeth nibbling her right nipple. He pulled away a little, and smiled up at her. He then returned to her breast, his tongue playing with it, running itself around it, making it perk and harden. With one hand still holding her wrists, he palmed her left breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. Danielle felt like she couldn't take any more teasing. She whined and moaned, trying to get his attention, and when that failed, she rubbed herself against him, feeling his cock pulsing above her. That definitely caught his attention.
Dean pulled up again, and looked at her with a mischievous glint in his bright green eyes. He let go of her breasts and moved his hand down her stomach, caressing her skin roughly, until he finally made it to her soaked panties. He felt her through the material, groaning at how wet she already was for him
-Mmm, baby…- he murmured against her lips- you're so wet for me, baby- he slid a finger into her, moving her panties away, and she arched into him-So ready...- he added another finger and rubbed her clit softly-so warm…-
-Dean…- she wanted to beg him to end the torture, but he silenced her with a kiss. He continued to thrusted his fingers inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit harder each time, and he felt her close to her climax. He pumped her faster, making her tremble underneath him
-Dean, baby, please…- she begged-please, don't…- he got his fingers out and then back in, making her jump- Fuck! Dean, don't you fuckin' stop!- she commanded. He smirked at her. One minute she was begging and sweet, the next she was taking control and commanding him to do as she wished .That was his girl.
Dean's fingers thrusted into her fast and hard, her hips moving to meet them. She threw her head back, moaning, her wrists still on his hand, as she felt her orgasm ripped through her. She screamed Dean's name and he kissed her again, shutting her moans and screams of pleasure. He slowly took his fingers out and traced a long trailed up her stomach, to her breasts, until he reached her mouth. She opened it lazily, nibbling his finger, tasting herself in them.
Danielle had her eyes closed but opened them when she felt Dean's breath on her neck. He stared into her ocean blue eyes that shined with lust and desire.
-You're gonna be good for me, baby?- he whispered against her lips-I want you to stay very still…- he trailed off, lowering himself between her legs- while I do this- his fingers parted her wet folds and he licked her clit, causing her to jump.
-I said still, baby, don't make me punish you- he warned, his voice husky and sexy as hell. She focused on staying still, even if all she wanted was gripped his hair in her hands and bring him up to taste his gorgeous lips. He worked his tongue on her in ways that were inhumanly delicious. She closed her eyes, gripping the sheets tightly while his tongue thrusted into her, the wet, hot feeling driving her crazy.
-Dean…- she moaned-ple..ase…- she shivered when he bit her clit lightly-Oh, God!- she threw her head back, hitting the pillow hard, her knuckles going white from her tight grip. He kept a tortuous rhythm, thrusting in and out of her, fast and hard, his hands grabbing her thighs firmly, keeping her legs apart.
-Dean…- she couldn't help but moan loudly. He moved his face to her right thigh, biting down softly, leaving a beautiful mark on her. He then sucked her skin and kissed it, the tender flesh tasted so good it seemed he couldn't get enough. He went back to his previous actions, but this time he wanted to get down to business fast, he was aching for her. He thrusted a finger into her while his tongue massaged her clit. He kept driving her to a high she never reached before. Her walls clenched around his finger and she cried out his name, her voice soft and shaky, hands still on the sheets, chest moving up and down from her laborious breathing. He kissed his way to her lips again, and took her hands in his.
-You taste so good, baby- he murmured against her skin, he bit down on her neck and she moaned-it makes me hard just to think about your taste, your sexy lips moaning my name, your perfect body…- she cut him off with a hard, passionate kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her, the tip of his hard cock teasing her entrance.
Danielle bit his bottom lip and then licked it, thrusting her tongue inside his mouth. And just like that, she was in control. She rolled them over, straddling his thighs, and lowered herself down, painfully slowly. Dean gripped her hips tightly and guided her down his aching cock. When her walls embraced him, he let out a strangled moan and began to move his hips to meet her movements.
She ran her hands through her breasts, pleasuring herself while Dean's eyes were glued to her body. It pushed him over the edge the mere fact of watching her touch herself. She was like his personal sex goddess. But he wanted to feel those perfect breasts in his hands, so he moved hers away, taking their place.
Danielle moaned in satisfaction. They were both out of breath. She lowered herself and kissed him hard, quickening her movements. He thrusted into her fast and hard while she bit his neck and then kissed it. She nibbled his skin while he drove her to her orgasm. When the first wave of pleasure hit her, she bit down on his collarbone hard, the mixing of pain sending Dean over the edge quickly.
They kept moving, riding out the wave of pleasure together, until they stayed still, her forehead against his. Danielle's chest was moving compulsively, trying to catch her breath. Dean brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her lips tenderly. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like centuries. Danielle smirked and straightened on top of him
-I hope you aren't worn out yet- She said with a sexy grin- 'cause we're barely startin'- Dean felt himself getting harder again at her words and they kept it up all night. They'd have time to sleep later.
-Stop…- Emma complained, her hand on the spatula, flipping the pancakes on the stove- you're gonna make me burn the food- Sam chuckled against her neck, sending shiver down her spine
-And we wouldn't want that, would we?- he replied kinda sarcastically, but the deep of his voice made Emma's insides go soft. She shook her head in response to his question. But he ignored her, his lips going to her shoulder, kissing her tattoo and then up her long neck. She made a sound deep in her throat, similar to a moan. Sam grinned proudly at himself.
He wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and she leaned against his chest. She moved a bit then, flipping the pancakes again, and Sam felt the bulge in his jeans rubbing her, which made her smirked secretly and leaned into him even more. Sam cursed under his breath at the impossibility of taking her right there and then, he didn't wanna admit it, but he was afraid of what Bobby might do if he found them like that. Instead, he began to kiss her neck again and sucked lightly, then bit down, running his tongue over the small mark he left.
Emma's eyes rolled to the back of her head in pleasure. She was looking forward to know what else he could do with his tongue, and well, other parts of his body too. Last night was nice, but they stayed up discussing the whole ritual thing, and some lore about Lucifer that Sam ignored. It was a pretty little night for nerds in that room. But tonight, hell, tonight she had something in mind entirely different. She licked her lips as she flipped another pancake, her body pulsing with anticipation, even if it was only 9 am.
-What you're thinking?- Sam whispered in her ear, sucking on her earlobe lightly
-Nothin'…- she lied, her southern drawl was ticker when her voice was low and shaky, like right then
-You're lying…- Sam stated and began to run his hands up her body, from her hips to her full beautiful breasts.
-Am not- Emma argued, sighing against him. His finger rolled on of her nipples through the fabric of her tank top and she closed her eyes in pleasure
-What the…?- Danielle's voice came to them, breaking their private bubble-wow, kids, you're bein' safe, right?-she teased, walking in and grabbing a pancake with her hand. She folded it and took a bit, humming at the taste
-This is great, Em- she complimented, taking another bit. Sam had pulled away from Emma then, and was looking at her annoyed. It took her a few more bites to notice his stare-Oh, shit, Sam, sorry!- she wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth and began to walked away- I'm such a cock blocker- she said and smirked-okay, well, I'll tell Dean breakfast's ready- she smiled brightly at them and ran off the room.
Emma groaned in frustration. Her body missed Sam's touch now. She finished the last pancake and put them all on a plate, and then handed them to Sam. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him lightly
-Tonight- she whispered against his lips, and he grinned widely. She pulled away and chuckled once- put those pancakes down, and call 'em, they're gonna get cold-she told him and he nodded
-Yes, ma'am- he grabbed her by the waist and turned her around, kissing her briefly. But too soon, he pulled apart.
-You're gonna pay for that later, Dexter- she threatened and he laughed, going to look for the others so they could have breakfast.
After a nice breakfast together, like a big nice family, they went back to research. Danielle was with Dean this time, trying to figure out who was this demon, Crowley. While Emma and Sam kept working with the ritual, and trying to use her contacts in the other world to find out if anyone knew something about Lucifer's witch. So far, no luck. She had a Sydney's book in front of her, and, she had just summoned a witch's were in the basement again, and it brought back some dark memories for Sam, but he ignored them as much as he could.
-You'll see- she was saying- dead witches are just as powerful as a live breathin' one, you only have to know how to use that power-
-It sounds dangerous- he offered, not convinced
-It is- Emma nodded seriously- but it depends on who uses the power. See? You and me right now, we're tryin' to find some answers, we're not lookin' to tie her spirit for our protection or anything. So, she shouldn't be such a bitch!- she said that in a louder tone. Sam looked around, waiting to see the ghost she was talking about, but he didn't see anything.
-Um, Em, where is she?- He asked shyly
-She's standing behind ya, checkin' your ass- she replied, smirking- you know, you could have a taste if you just tell us what you know!- she told the ghost
-I feel dirty...- Sam murmured under his breath but Emma caught it and winked. Sam stared into her eyes until he saw them widen in awe. He turned around, feeling a presence behind him, and gasped when, indeed, there was a presence behind him. That it was a ghost was obvious. Everything in him wanted to go grab a salt shot gun but he refrained. They needed her.
-Does your Uncle know your summoning ghosts here, little one?- the witch inquired, looking at Emma, who smirked at her
-Right… little girl…- she nodded to herself and jump to her feet, Sam did the same-okay, stop playin' dumb, bitch, oops, sorry, I meant witch, and tell me if you know who's Lucifer's whore now-
-You think you're tough, uh? Just like your mother- the witch commented, moving closer to Emma. Sam began to move with her, not willing to risk Emma even for a second. The witch was old, as he could see, her hair was white, even though of course she was a ghost, and he could see her resentment towards Emma in her dark eyes.
-You wash your mouth before speakin' of my mother, bitch- Emma spat, getting closer to her in a menacing way, he wouldn't want to be the older witch right then. To his surprise though, she scoffed
-You're just like her- she said in a mocking tone- so arrogant and stupid-
-You wanna be ectoplasm stew, oldie? 'Cause that's where you're headin'- Emma threatened
-I want peace in the world- The old witch said, holding her hands up, but then she chuckled bitterly- look, kid, I never was Liv's number one fan, but the girl had strength and balls, and that's what matters at the end-
-You've got a point? Or you just like the sound of your own voice so much?- Emma asked sarcastically
-I don't know who's working for Lucifer- she admitted- but I heard it's not a she, but a he-
-A sorcerer? That's just sexist…- Emma commented, her hands on her hips. Sam watched the exchange with curious eyes
-He's very powerful, or so they say. And he wants Juliet's girl-
-Yes, I know that- Emma nodded- but my cousin isn't up for sale, sorry-
-I don't care- the old witch said-I'm beyond that. But let me tell you that Juliet's girl has potential, her mother was the best in necromancy, she should use that-
-To bind spirits? Danielle isn't into that kinda thing- Emma replied
-She should- The old lady told her- she can use that to protect herself from Lucifer. He's pretty new in magic that isn't demonic. He'll need time to adjust if she strikes while the iron is still hot-
-I'll give her the message- Emma said politely- now, you need an invitation or…?-
-I'm going- the witch spoke in a lighter voice now-but remember what I told you. And, keep an eye on that sorcerer. You might see him pretty soon- she winked at Emma, then licked her lips checking Sam out, to which he flinched away, and then she was gone.
-Miserable old bitch- Emma muttered, gathering her stuffs and throwing them on the chair next to her- Danielle's never gonna go for that-
-No- Sam agreed- but what was all that she said about Juliet? Was Juliet a witch?-
-One of the bests- Emma admitted-The Cobain last name is pretty famous in my circle. My mom and her used to rule that world for a while, but when they died, things went down quickly- she sighed and closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose in a frustrated gesture-Danielle's never gonna go for it- she repeated
-Is it true?- he asked, wrapping his arms around her
-Is what true?- she questioned back, staring into his green eyes that were more hazel like now
-That Danielle could fight Lucifer if she uses magic?-
-It probably is- she answered- but there's no guarantee, and we don't have a necromancer to teach us. Some of Juliet's books should be useful, though. I'll tell her, but she'll say no- Emma leaned against Sam's chest and kissed him softly once-anyway, we've got other things to worry about-
-True, we should be hearing from Cass pretty soon, it's almost midday- Sam squeezed her ass lightly and pulled away-let's go upstairs, see if the guys found anything- he suggested
-Good idea, Dexter- She smirked at him and grabbed her books, walking up the stairs, swinging her hips and ass a bit for his amusement.
Sam followed Emma and they both stopped when they saw Danielle and Dean. She was straddling him, he was sitting on the couch, and Bobby was nowhere to be seen
-Hey, you guys killed Bobby to have your little living room sex?- Emma asked, walking over to the books on the table. She heard Danielle's groan of frustration and smirked
-He's in the study- Danielle told her, and moaned as Dean's mouth teased her neck and shoulders
-Ugh, get a room!- Emma complained, shielding her eyes in a dramatic gesture. Dean chuckled and Danielle threw her a pillow that missed its target by an inch. Emma ran to Sam's side and went upstairs to her room, leaving Dean and Danielle alone.
-My God, we should get them a sex education tape- Emma said, laughing as she took off her tank top and tossed it on the bed where Sam was sitting. He caught it and smiled. She moved through her closet, now full with everything she owned, and picked out a white Sex Pistols T shirt, that fell down from one of her shoulders. She took her black bra off and put it away. She heard Sam's intake of breath and smirk, turning around a bit, her hands on her breasts, teasing him.
Emma quickly put on a white lace bra and then her T shirt, and spun around to face Sam. He was watching her every move fascinated, like he was under a spell. She walked over to him and smiled sweetly, his heart skipping a beat. The low jeans she was wearing showed off part of her skin, and he could see her bellybutton piercing. He reached out for her, and pulled her closer, kissing her stomach and hips softly. His hands were in her jeans' pockets, and he squeezed once, feeling her shiver after it.
She entwined her fingers in his long hair, enjoying the soft feeling. He kept kissing her, lifting the T shirt a little to have better access. He licked her bellybutton, and played with the black ring a little. She began to massage his shoulders, and before they could know what was happening, they were both laying on the bed, their chests moving together with their heavy breathing.
Sam moved one hand to her hair and pulled her to him, kissing her delicious lips hard. He thrusted his tongue inside her mouth and they fought for dominance in a very pleasant way. Emma felt Sam's hand moved up to her waist and he caressed the tender flesh in her tattoo, pulling her even loser. She could feel his excitement through his jeans and moaned as he rubbed against her.
Her hands ghosted to the bulge in his pants, and when she was about to unzip them, there was a knock on the door. They stopped in mid-kiss, frozen.
-Sam, Emma, we've got work to do, c'mon!- Danielle's voice shouted- Cass found Crowley!- and with that, they jumped to their feet. Emma fixed her clothes and looked seriously at Sam
-I'm good?-she inquired, smiling
-Perfect- he replied and kissed her one more time
-Okay, then, let's go get us a Colt- she dragged him outside by his hand, smiling the whole way.
-He's in Chicago- Dean told them. They five of them were gathered in the study, and Dean was passing on the news Castiel had for them- I've got the address, we only need a plan to get in-
Danielle and Emma were sitting next to Bobby on his desk, and they stared at each other for a few long seconds
-We'll do it- they said in unison, making the three men look at them
-How?- Bobby asked, frowning
-Have some faith, old man- Danielle joked, grinning at him- no, I'm serious. We knock on his door, tell him we need help with our car and that's it- she threw a glance her cousin's way- who can resist us?- she added in a teasing tone.
Dean and Sam looked at each other. They didn't like them being exposed like that, but it was the best way, and easiest. After a few minutes in silence, they nodded
-Okay, but we've gotta leave now, and luckily we'll be back before dinner- Dean said
-Agreed- Emma jumped off the desk and grabbed Danielle's hand-c'mon, let's pack a nice little dress to tempt the demon- they went upstairs and left the men trying to figure the fight part of the plan.
Ten minutes later, both women were ready, with a bag packed with the items they would need tonight. They decided to take only the Impala, and drove off around 11 in the morning. They arrived in Chicago, Illinois at 6 pm, and stopped by a restaurant, mostly for the girls to change their clothes. They ate a few light sandwiches and left to find Crowley's house.
And house was a small word for it. It was a freaking mansion. It was dark when they parked the Impala outside Crowley's place.
-Okay, be careful, and we'll got them, don't worry- Dean told Danielle, and kissed her once softly
-We will- she replied- let's go, Em- Emma kissed Sam hard and got out of the car. She was wearing a black short strapless dress that made her look like a model. And of course, since Danielle was indeed a model, she was just showing off. She wore a crimson red dress, with slim strips and an irregular cut, so it cascaded down her legs smoothly. They were both wearing heels, so they were even taller than usual, and their height wasn't something to ignore.
Emma nodded at Danielle and buzzed the electric porter of the house. She heard a beep, but nobody said anything
-Hello?- she spoke on the board softly- our car broke down, we need some help- she said in a sad voice
-We'll be down in a minute- a male voice answered. Emma smiled a little and turned to her cousin. A few seconds later, the gate opened on itself. Danielle fixed her dress and walked in, followed by Emma.
-Good evening, pretty ladies- a blond man greeted them-get yourselves in here- he walked to them, and they both smiled sweetly.
-We just need to make a call- Danielle said. The blond man looked them, especially her, up and down like she was something to eat
-You don't need to call anyone, sweetheart- he told her with what was supposed to be a charming grin-we're the only help you're ever gonna need- Emma repressed her killing instinct and grabbed Danielle's arm
-You know what? I think we should wait in the car- she said. Danielle nodded and they both turned around. But a hand on her shoulder stopped Emma
-I said, get your ass in here- the man hissed at her. She let go of Danielle's arm and spun around, hitting the man, demon actually, on the face, and then she kicked his leg, making him fall down. A second later Sam and Dean were by their side, stabbing the demons to death.
-Nice work, babe- Dean complimented, smiling at Danielle
-Yeah, well done- Sam agreed. He kissed Emma's lips once and handed her a duffel bag
-Thanks- she grinned brightly- shall we?- the boy waited until they cut the energy off. Danielle gestured them to get in, and threw a glance Dean's way, a good luck glance. They got in, and that was it. Danielle sighed while she put the things back on the bag with Emma
-They'll be fine- Emma whispered in her ear, then kissed her cheek-they're the best, trust 'em- she grabbed the bag and threw it over her shoulder. Then she took Danielle's hand in hers and walked to the Impala. They were going to wait with the engine on, ready to run like bat outta hell when the guys returned.
The girls waited, biting her nails and throwing nervous glares towards the house once in a while. Seven minutes had passed when they heard two gun shots. They looked at each other and Danielle put her hand in the door, wanting to jump out.
-No- Emma stopped her, shaking her head- let 'em, they're fine- she assured
-How you know?-
-I casted a protection spell, if somethin's wrong with them, I would know by now- she explained. Danielle nodded in relief. She leaned against her seat and sighed
-Man, bein' a witch is so useful sometimes- she whined- when we kill Lucifer, you're teachin' me some of those spells-
-If you want- Emma replied smiling. It was in their blood after all, and it felt natural to her to use magic. It was going to be like that for Danielle too, and she'd be able to defend herself better.
A few more minutes passed. The air in the car was starting to get too vicious and Emma was praying to get out. But when she saw Sam walking to her, her heart jumped with relief. They got in, and when they didn't speak, the girls turned to them
-So?- Emma asked
-We've got it- Sam answered simply
-And…?-
-And, he told us he's in Carthage Missouri-
-Who's in Carthage Missouri?-
-The devil…- Dean replied
-Um, guys, where's the demon?-
-He took off- Sam shook his head and smiled at Emma- it was weird, but he gave us the gun. And we've got a lead on Lucifer, so…-
-So, drive the hell off, and be careful with my baby- Dean completed. Emma chuckled and started the car, driving back to Bobby's.
-Oh, yeah, Bobby called, said Ellen and Jo are already waitin'- Danielle told them-and Cass is there too-
-Good, little family reunion then- Dean murmured. He was looking at the Colt curious.
-C'mon, man- Sam said, taking it from him. He put it in his bag and let in on the seat in between them both.
-Bobby!- Both Emma and Danielle yelled when they walked in. They hugged him tightly and kissed both his cheeks.
-Now, you feel like Hugh Heffner, don't ya?- Ellen's voice came from behind them and they spun to meet her
-Ellen!- They shouted. Sam and Dean walked in then, not understanding what was going on. Both girls were hugging Ellen like there was no tomorrow.
-You got it?- Bobby asked the boys as they put the bag on the study. Dean turned to him
-We got it- he assured
-Jo!- that was the last shout and now the three girls were hugging and kissing each other like lost sisters. Dean watched and then shook his head.
Half an hour later, after the girls changed into something more comfortable, Sam and Dean were discussing strategy on the study, Bobby was in the living room, and Ellen, Jo, Cass, Danielle and Emma were in the kitchen having some drinks.
-Catch it if you can, angel boy- Emma smirked at Castiel as she threw some liquor bottles in the air, then mixed them all together in Castiel's mouth. Ellen watched while Danielle and Jo drank some tequila shots with lemon and salt
-Your turn- Danielle smiled and poured some salt on her collarbone, taking advantage of her tank top, and Jo chuckled and then drowned her shot, licked the salt from Danielle's neck and bit half the lemon in her mouth.
-You're gonna give Dean a heart attack- Emma told her cousin, smirking
-He's busy- she winked at Emma-he'll have his moment later-
-My turn then- Emma's smirk got wider and she left Castiel alone with Ellen. He was a little tipsy already, didn't want to get the angel drunk. Ellen watched the girls like a cool parent, beer in hand.
Jo poured three shots and drank hers. Danielle laughed and set the salt in Jo's collarbone, then she put the lemon in her mouth.
-Ha, got ya, J, you can't speak now, can ya?- she teased her friend as she ran a finger down her face- I could do anythin' I please, and you wouldn't move…- she raised her eyebrows suggestively and Emma pushed her away
-Hey, don't mess with the merchandise- She told her and Danielle and Jo laughed. Emma took Jo's face in her hands and looked into her eyes-you ready, J?- Jo smiled and nodded, winking at her. That caught Sam's attention, who kicked Dean's leg and walked into the kitchen, his brother following behind
Emma smiled at the audience and held her shot up
-To us! If this is last night on Earth, then let's have a fuckin' good time!- she cheered and drowned her shot, making Sam chuckled. She put the glass down and licked Jo's skin, the salt tingling her tongue, and then, she bit the lemon, brushing her lips against Jo's, making Sam's jeans tighten in response.
She straightened up and wiped her mouth
-Mmm, you taste so good, J…- she leaned against Jo but Danielle got in the middle
-My turn, I want a ménage a trois now, c'mon!- she poured three more drinks and the boys were starting to lose their patient and self control. Ellen smiled as she turned the music up, a Santana's song lightening the mood even more.
Danielle did the same action as before, only now setting two lines of salt in her collarbone and putting the lemon in her mouth. Jo and Emma toasted, and drowned their shots. And then guys were at the edge of suffering an aneurysm. Both girls licked Danielle's skin and then took a bit of the lemon, running their tongues over their lips after that.
Danielle couldn't help but chuckled at the look in Dean's face. And in Sam's.
-Now, D, your turn- Jo told her and this time she got the lemon, and Emma got the salt. Dean could feel his cock hard and aching from watching them, and he prayed for it to be the last round of drinks. He swallowed hard as Danielle's mouth descended on Jo's neck, and then she bit the lemon from Emma's mouth. Sam wished it was him doing that to her, he'd probably take advantage of the situation, but again, it was what she liked.
-Everyone, get here!- Bobby yelled from the living room- It's time for the line up- Danielle smiled and wiped her lips, walking with the girls to see what Bobby wanted. One by one, they all entered the living room. Bobby was setting a camera on a stool and he turned when they walked in
-Usual suspects on the corner- he ordered
-Oh, c'mon, Bobby, nobody wants their picture taken- Ellen complained
-Shut up, you're drinking my beer- he replied and Danielle and Emma chuckled. Bobby got the camera ready and rolled himself to where they were-Anyway, I'm gonna need something to remember your sorry asses by- They gathered around the tiny corner together
-It's always good to have an optimist around- Danielle commented. Dean wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and she had both girls behind her arms, her cousin and Jo. Sam had an arm wrapped around Emma's waist and another one around Ellen's shoulder. Castiel was the farthest till Danielle pulled him to her and she and Emma hugged him with one arm. They all looked like a crazy family
-Bobby's right- Castiel said, looking uncomfortable from the girls' embrace-tomorrow we'll hunt the devil, this is our last night on Earth- their smiles started to fall one by one. He was right, that was their chance, probably the only one they'd get. Emma squeezed her cousin's arm and they grimaced at each other. If it was last night on Earth, they would make the best of it. When the flash of the camera was shot, the only ones smiling were Emma and Danielle.
-Alone at last- Emma said, closing her bedroom door behind her and locking it, just to be safe. Sam's mouth was on hers as soon as she finished the sentence. He pushed her against the door, but she wasn't having any. She pulled away, and pushed him hard enough that he fell on the bed, making the mattress bounce. She smirked at his shocked expression. Slowly, she walked to him, kicking her shoes off first, then undoing her jeans. She finally reached him and he sat up, his eyes roaming her body through her clothes, imagining how it could feel to run his hands down that perfect pale skin.
Emma straddled him and he wrapped his arms around her, one hand going to her hair, pulling her closer as he kissed her, and one hand going to her ass, squeezing softly, making her moaned into his mouth. She arched her back to feel more of him and that was it for Sam. He kicked his shoes off, then took his socks, lifting her and laying her on the bed. She bit her bottom lip as she watched him undress before her. He had that delicious, built, gorgeous body that made her wanna touch him and do things to him that she was pretty sure were illegal.
When he was only on his jeans, she sat up and pulled him to her, grabbing his belt and throwing him on the bed roughly. She smirked at him and took off her T shirt, tossing it to the floor. His hands were immediately on her, feeling her soft skin and watching all of her tattoos. He caressed the skin where she had a dark fairy tattooed and then ran his fingers up to her bra, unclasping it from her back and throwing it away, somewhere.
With her chest naked to him, he lost control. He felt his cock throbbing for her and attacked her breasts, burying his face in them, his big ands squeezed them and then he rolled her nipples between his fingers. Emma arched her back again, leaning into his touch, and closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure. She wanted him, wanted him badly.
Like he could hear her thoughts, Sam rolled them over, getting on top of her while he took her hands away and kissed her neck and shoulders, then nibbled the skin softly. When she moaned, he bit down harder, then ran his tongue over the sensitive skin. Emma gripped his shoulders and pushed him up, her mouth attacking his. She kissed him hard, the passion and heat building inside her making her burn in desire.
They were all over the bed. She groaned in frustration and took her jeans off, kicking them God knew where. She then knelt in the mattress, and pushed his pants down his legs, all the while kissing him. With only their underwear in the middle, Emma couldn't take it anymore. She got rid of his boxers and took him in her mouth, making him moan and throw his head back against the pillows. She settled herself between his legs and worked him up, her tongue savoring his delicious taste. She popped her head up and down on his hard long cock, and the vision of her doing that was almost enough to make him come.
Sam gripped her hair while she kept pleasuring him, the warmth of her mouth sending shivers down his spine.
-Baby, I'm…- he wanted to say he was about to come, but she didn't let him finish. She bit him lightly and he felt his orgasm hit him hard. He held onto her hair for dear life as she continued to lick and take in everything he had to offer. She straightened up a bit, smiling at him, and he pulled her to kiss her hard. The mixture of her scent with his was a turn on for him, and he felt himself getting hard again at just her touch.
-So…- she began running her hands up and down his chest-did you like that?- she asked in a sexy voice. His cock hardened even more at her words.
-God, yes!- he exclaimed, claiming her lips-you're *kiss* just *kiss* amazing *kiss* and beautiful-she giggled and tried to pull away, the moment too sweet for her-now it's my turn- he smirked and rolled her over, causing her to yelp in surprise
"Now that's more likely" she thought smugly. He stared at her body like a hungry animal. Emma licked her lips in anticipation, knowing the glint in his green eyes quiet well. Sam slowly ran a hand down her body, making her shiver and closed her eyes in pleasure. It was amazing how she melted at his touch. She felt something inside him, something that wanted to come out but he wouldn't let it. And she wanted it all.
-C'mon, Sam- she moaned-show me what you really are, show me the bad boy, the dark side, I want it, baby, please- her begging made him even harder, if that was possible. But she was asking for something dangerous
-Baby…- she moaned again-you know I like it tough- she looked at him with those ocean blue eyes and she seemed to dare him. And he never backed down from a challenge before. He gripped her thighs roughly and parted them in one swift movement. Emma smiled in satisfaction at this.
-You wanna see what you make me wanna do to you?- he asked in a sexy, deep voice. Emma nodded, his hands on her throat, caressing and once in a while putting some pressure on it-say it, baby-
-I want you- she gasped as his lips teased her nipples- Show me what you wanna do to me, baby, tell me-she pleaded. Sam looked at her and smirked. If she wanted to play dirty, he could play dirty.
Slowly, he moved aside, grabbing something from the nightstand as she stayed still under him. She was waiting, desire pulsing through her. He came back with a silk tie, or something similar. Emma looked at it curious, but he only smirked again and brought her hands above her head. He tied her hands together to the headboard of the bed and Emma gasped in pleasurable surprise. She knew there was a kinky side to wonder boy.
-This is what you want, baby? You want me to be tough with you?- his hand went back to her throat and she enjoyed the feeling. He tilted her head and kissed her neck, biting and licking it-Answer me, Emma- he commanded
-God yes!- she moaned as his hand went to her wet panties
-You're so wet for me- he cooed in her ear-what a good girl you are- she shivered at his words and he smiled-I'll make you a deal- he proposed-I'm gonna make you see stars, but you have to be quiet for me, baby, and do as I say-
-Yes, whatever you want- she immediately agreed. She was aching with need for him and hell, she wanted release. Sam took her panties off her and threw them to the floor. He then licked his lips, like he was savoring her in his mind. Emma closed her eyes. She was enjoying this way too far. She re opened them when she felt a finger in her thighs; it went up slowly, teasing her, until it reached her wet folds. He parted them, and lowered his head. Emma grinned in anticipation. He licked her, savoring her, his tongue sliding inside her for a few seconds before coming back out.
-Baby, you taste so good- he told her and parted her thighs even more. She couldn't move, her hands were tied and her body was just at his will. He kept doing that with his tongue for a few more seconds, then he added a finger to the equation and matched its rhythm. His thumb rubbed her clit, making her whimper in need. His tongue and finger moved quickly inside her, driving her over the edge. And Emma was never quiet when she was feeling this good.
-Sam, God, yes!- she screamed, not caring how heard-Baby, please- she wanted to grip his hair and pulled him even deeper, instead she shook the headboard of the bed with the force of her hands moving against it- Faster, Sam, faster!- she ordered. He obeyed, but when she was about to come, he stopped
-No!- she gasped-Sam, please- she was breathing heavily while he smirked at her. He quickly grabbed himself and settled at her entrance. In one swift thrust, he filled her completely, not being careful he was too big or anything. She screamed his name as her orgasm hit her. The headboard was a distant thing in the past right now, the bindings in her hands made her even hotter than she already was. Sam began pounding against her, his hands at her hip and breast. She didn't have time to recover from her first orgasm that another one rocked through her.
-Sam, oh, God, yes!- she screamed-Harder, baby, harder!- she moved so she could meet his thrusts and his skin brushed against her clit, driving her mad with pleasure.
-Sam, please, I'm…-
-I want you to come for me, baby- he commanded-come for me, Emma!-
-Sam!- and with that she collapsed. Her body trembled and she was panting for air. Her chest was moving up and down in such a delicious way, that Sam leaned down and kissed them, causing her to whimper. He was coming down form his own high. It'd been the best he ever felt. They rested together, and slowly, he untied her hands, massaging them and kissing her wrists. He pulled from her and laid on his side, watching her. She had her eyes closed, and she was still trying to recover her breath.
Sam brushed her hair away from her face and cupped her face in his hand. He saw the dark marks he left on her and felt kinda bad.
-Don't worry- she suddenly told him, opening her eyes and smiling at him- I like to have your mark on me- she curled up next to him and kissed his chest, her leg hanging over his waist-you're the only one I wanna be marked by- her words were nowhere near sweet, but he felt something warm inside him. She was being honest, and she accepted him exactly the way he was.
Emma ran a finger up and down his chest seductively.
-Sam...- she began, looking at him from under her eyelashes
-Yeah, baby?- He replied, smiling
-I hope you're ready- she slowly lifted herself from his side and stared into his green shiny eyes that were a shade of blue now, strangely
-For what?- he asked, confusion playing over his handsome features
-For round two- she smirked and moved so she was straddling him. Sam chuckled and gripped her hips tightly, beginning a new game.
A/N- Here I am annoying you again! Please let me knwo what you think about Sam's and Emma's little love scene, I wanna knwo if I'm making Emma too punk for Sam ^.^
And, next chapter you'll get a surprise, if you review, I'll post it sooner. It's gotta be the end of "abandon all hope" and there's gonna be some changes, because of the girls. So, thanks for reading, peace to all
Love, Maggie