This is an little saucy one shot to the Cutie Pie universe. I would advise reading Who is a Wee Cutie Pie before reading this. It is set after the spell is done and Michael is now in his own body so after chapter 45. You could class this as a missing chapter :)
Enjoy.
The spell worked, Michael is now in his own body. After Michael bid farewell to his new parents he immediately took of and went straight to Heaven. The archangel was determined to save Heaven and restore it to its former glory.
Rowena was emotional at first. It broke her heart at the thought of losing another son. Patrick assured her that one day Michael will be back.
"He will be back before we know it." He grinned. "He will miss my handsome face."
Rowena rolls her eyes. A playful smile remained on her lips.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Castiel again repeated. "There are no side effects from the spell?"
Patrick shakes his head.
"I'm all good Halo. Fit as a fiddle."
"If anything changes you will contact us?"
"Of course but like I said I'm fine we'll be fine. Hey if anything does change Ro will check me out. Right Ro?"
"Aye. I will be thorough." Rowena nods with a grin.
The Irish witch gave her a knowing look. A smirk forms on his lips. Castiel oblivious to the interaction nods at them.
"Well I will see myself out. Rowena, Patrick...Goodbye."
As soon as the angel left Rowena turns to the other witch.
"Are you truly okay?"
The He-witch takes her hand and smiles at her.
"Never felt better my love."
Rowena blushed at that. Just then there is the sound of rumbling. The noise is coming from Patrick. Both witches notice and laugh.
"Well..." Patrick said sheepishly. "I am quite hungry."
"I can whip something up for you. Once you are fed maybe we can..."
Rowena places her hand on his chest. She gives him an seductive smirk. Patrick immediately understood what the Scottish witch is implying.
"Ah right the examination you just spoke about. You planning on exploring all areas?" He teased her.
"If you want me to?" She played along.
"You said you will be thorough?"
"That I did. My hands will be all over examining every detail."
"I'll give you a quick check up too it's the least I can do after everything you have done for me. I will say I am always spot on when it comes to my observations. When I'm done with you...you will be begging for me."
"Me? Beg?"
"You will be keen to book another session with me."
"Depends if you survive this session." She smirked.
"There she is." He laughs. "Already competitive and we haven't even got started yet."
"I come prepared unlike you. Now the food!" She gives the witch a playful slap on the ass as she walks into the kitchen.
"We'll see about that." Patrick muttered to himself.
Once dinner was cooked and severed the two witches sat opposite each other. As it is a special occasion Rowena decided to get out her finest wine. When the glasses are poured Patrick lifts his glass and raises it in the air.
"To having my body back."
"To having your body back." Rowena chuckled.
They clink their glasses.
"Also to us, to the wee one, to this family we have created." Patrick continued.
Rowena nods.
"To all that."
They again clink their glasses.
"To saving the world." Patrick shakes his glass slightly. "We got to drink to that too."
"Not my first time and I am sure it will not be my last." Rowena signed. " The Winchesters are bound to get into trouble again."
"What a way to kill the mood."
"Aye welcome to my world." Rowena huffed out another sigh.
"Just remember who is now on their side."
"What? You?"
Patrick winked.
"I did fight the Devil."
"With Michael's help."
"Tá! Course but still the boys have got some serious power behind them now. We are a force to be reckoned with."
"Now now don't get too ahead of yourself."
"But you know I am right."
Rowena smiles a little. She had to admit it is great to see the He-witch back to his confident self she missed that smug face of his. All that time when he shut himself away from her it hurt her so badly she was worried on what his state of his mind was like part of her feared she will never see him again. When Patrick appeared in her place yesterday when she realized he is truly back Rowena felt relief. That relief soon turned into pure joy when the He-witch finally confessed his feelings towards her.
"I did it for you. I needed to save my family."
"Family?"
Patrick nods and smiles.
"My boy and my girl."
He steps forward but she steps back.
"I don't understand. I thought you didn't want this."
She kept walking until her back hit the wall. He moves into her personal space leaving her no room to escape.
"I was a fool." He admits. "It took me so long to figure out what I truly wanted. I thought I loved Lia and I planned to remain loyal to her but...I learnt that it is okay to move on and fall for another. I'm not betraying her I'm actually respecting her wishes. She would want me to be happy. You and Michael make me happy."
He looks deeply into Rowena's eyes.
"I love you Rowena Macleod."
Even after they kissed for the...third time? Rowena thought she was still dreaming. She could barely sleep afterwards her mind kept replaying that conversation over and over. It was only when he greeted her in the morning with a "Morning my love!" Followed by a kiss to the lips did Rowena realize this is happening everything around her right now is real. Rowena finally had someone who loved her and respected her as a equal. She had someone who understands her. She also understood him.
Patrick lost Lia the love of his life Rowena lost her son Fergus both have been through the process of grief over losing a loved one. Fate brought them together and looking after the wee one has helped to heal the past wounds. The scars of those they lost will always remain however both witches have learned to love again and have chose to embrace it rather than fight it. It did take a while but they got there in the end they eventually snapped out of their denial and confessed their feelings towards one and after. After the confession it was like a weight has been lifted of their shoulders the witches felt free and happy again.
But will it last?
That thought made Rowena worried.
"Earth to Ro?"
Patrick's voice snaps Rowena out of her thoughts. The Irish witch frowns at her.
"You spaced out?"
"I was just thinking about stuff."
"Stuff huh? You know if want to see my wand just ask. Don't be shy."
She didn't laugh. Patrick stands up and walks over to her. He wraps his arms around her from behind.
"We are going to be fine." He assured her. "I am not going anywhere not this time."
She forced a smile.
"I know."
"I will be around for so long you will eventually get sick of tired of me." He laughed. "Then the arguments will start like an old married couple. Weirdest thing is I can't wait for that."
Rowena turns her head and frowns at him.
"You can't wait for the arguments?"
"Life will be pretty boring if it ran smoothly. There's no show if there's no drama. I can already imagine the scenarios. Good job Michael skipped the teen years I mean bloody Hell. The curfews, the girls. "
"He already reached the girls part."
"Really with who?"
"Lois? Girl from the playground? They did a prank on you."
Patrick's eyes widen.
"He told you that?"
"And I approve. I like this girl already."
"It was...It was not one of my finest moments."
"But it was still a moment." Rowena grinned. "As you said there's no show if there's no drama."
"Yeah and splash comedy into that as well. It was a laugh I'll admit. Say shall we have some music. Mellow us out."
Patrick let's go of Rowena and walks to the radio. He switches it on. Then the music comes on.
"I put a spell on you. "
"'Cause you're mine."
Rowena gave him a 'Really look'. Patrick shrugs.
"It's a good song."
Rowena however disagreed.
"It is such a cliche."
"Because we are witches?"
"Aye."
"Because it involves a spell?" He laughed. "Although...that has recently become the story of our lives after all this did all start with one little spell...Turning the Archangel Michael into a child."
"I had to do something!"
"But turning him into a child? Seriously?"
She sighs.
"You are never going to let this go."
He grins.
"You are right about that!"
Rowena let out another sigh as she stands up. She walks over to the mirror with the wine still in her hand.
"But." Patrick continued. "I am glad you did what you did." He joins her at the mirror. He snakes his arms around her waist. "It was a gamble worth taking."
He kisses her neck.
"You know I love you!" The radio blared out.
"I love you"
"I love you"
"The song speaks the truth." He mumbled into the kiss.
"I'm yours right now!"
"Including that?" Rowena asked with a smirk.
Patrick reaches out and gently takes the wine from her hand. He carefully places it on the table.
"Tá." He nodded. "Including that."
Rowena turns round and locks her lips with his. Patrick pulls her in and deepens the kiss.
That familiar sensation erupted between them again. The powers from both sides come forward and melt into the kiss. Patrick tasted the lavender while she tasted his whiskey and aftershave.
The kiss soon turn passionate the hunger they had for each other started to come through.
Rowena then pulls away and turns her back to him. She pushes herself on to him ordering for the dress to come off. Patrick was happy to remove the unwanted clothing from her.
He grabs on to her zip and slowly pulls it down. He then pushes the dress over her shoulders all the way down to her legs. Once the dress was gone Patrick turned his attention to her bra. He swiftly removes it and discards it on the ground.
"Hmm." He hummed as he saw her breasts in the mirror.
His hand trails down her body towards her underwear. His fingers then hook around the hem and he slowly pushes the underwear down to the ground.
Rowena heard the sharp intake of breath from behind her. The He-witch moves closer and his hand traces circles around her vagina.
"Well well would you look at that all nice and wet for me already." He smirked. "Have to say I expected more of a fight from you."
"What about your wand?" Rowena smirks back. "I can already feel him behind your jeans."
He let out a dramatic sigh.
"Okay fair point you got me...but I still have the upper hand here." Rowena gasps as she felt his finger go inside her. "Literally darling." He gives her a cheeky grin. "We are going for a ride."
Patrick shoves another finger inside her while keeping his other arm around her waist. His hold tightened as he heard her moan. She leans her head against his shoulder and closes her eyes as he continued to fuck her.
Patrick turns and kisses her neck. He then bites down on her skin causing her to cry out. Rowena turns away giving him more access. He leaves a trail of kisses down her collarbone. His hand moves from her waist to her breast. He fondles her breasts and smiles when he felt her nipples harden underneath him.
"Fuck!" Rowena cursed under her breath.
His hand then moves towards her ass. He grasps her ass and which causes her to again moan. He continued to pump her harshly down there and enjoyed the sweet sounds that came spilling from her lips.
"Enjoying that love?" He asked his voice husky and rough.
She grits her teeth. He smiles into another kiss. He knew that nickname did things to her.
Patrick then removes his fingers and brings them up to his mouth. Rowena watched in the mirror as he licks his fingers. He closes his eyes and hums with delight.
"You taste so fucking good."
Rowena tensed up as he spins her around. Her eyes then meet his. His eyes are dark and are full of lust. He pants heavily as he leans towards her.
"I need more." He growled in her ear.
She takes a deep breath and places her hand on his chest.
"Patience Pat." She said pretending to be stern. "You had your fun now its my turn."
Suddenly Rowena's eyes glow purple. She then raises her hand.
Patrick found himself sliding across the room towards the bedroom. He bumps against the bed. He looks up and sees Rowena coming towards him. She raises both hands and spreads them out.
Patrick suddenly gasps. He look down and sees his shirt has been split open.
Oh!
Patrick looks back up at her. He then laughs.
"There she is!" He repeated from earlier.
Rowena discards the ruined shirt. She then grasps on to his jeans and quickly pulls them down.
"So eager." Patrick again laughs. "Straight to the point. I like that about you."
Rowena pushes herself against him. She slides her hand down his boxers.
"Is this part of the examination?" He asked.
She grabs on to his balls causing him to gasp. She leans forward and smirks at him.
"Aye...As promised."
With a flick of her wrist the boxers turn into sand and it falls on to the ground. Rowena steps back and admires the view.
Wow.
Her eyes start from the top all the way to the bottom. His raven black hair is slicked back, his face poured with swear, the muscles in his arms clenched and the abs on his stomach rose as he took deep breaths.
Rowena held her breath as she looks at his cock.
Oh wow.
She muttered something in Scottish. Her eyes are wide with shock. Her reaction caused Patrick to smirk.
"Like what you see."
She recovers from her shock and replaces it with a scoff.
"I've seen better."
"Keep telling yourself that." He takes several steps towards her. "Now where were we?"
Rowena gasps as Patrick picks her up. He carries her over to the bed and gently lies her down.
Shortly after he climbs on to the bed. He looks her over and nods.
"Foirfe."
"English please?"
He shakes his head.
"I've seen better."
She scoffs at that.
"Who is the liar now?"
"Me lie?" He gives her an innocent look. "Never."
"Let me rephrase that. You are bluffing."
Patrick fingers return to her entrance. He then pulls out a card and raises it in the air. Rowena looks at the card and frowns.
"Ten of clubs?"
"Ten of clubs?" He looks at the card and grins. "Well well."
"Did you just pull a card out of me?"
"A magician never reveals his secrets." She rolls her eyes at that. "But I can say this a ten of clubs means balance and stability in a relationship this card brings positive energy. See I told you I will not be going anywhere. There's also something else. This card also means that there will be a big change that will affect our lives."
Rowena groans.
"So the Winchesters trigger another bloody Apocalypse?"
"No remember what I said this card represents positivity. Whatever is coming it will be positive news I can assure you that."
Now Rowena looked intrigued.
"What do you think that will be?"
"No idea but I look forward to finding out with you." He holds her hands over his heart. "My darling."
"Going soft on me Pat." She joked.
"Never."
Rowena kisses his lips. The familiar hunger and lust returns to his eyes again. He pushes her down on the bed and starts to kiss every part of her body. He sucks and teases her nipples. He brushes against her vagina causing her to shiver.
"Soft huh?" He growled into her hair. "You spoke too soon."
He then reaches down and pushes her legs apart. He positions himself between her legs. He is about to go in when suddenly Patrick finds himself lying on the bed and this time Rowena is on top of him.
At first Patrick was puzzled then he sensed the magic emitting of her.
"You just can't help yourself." Patrick says as Rowena rests on his chest.
"I am exploring all areas." She purred as she kissed him.
She smothered his body with kisses and she fondled with his balls. She grins as Patrick grits his teeth with frustration.
"You wanted a fight? I am giving you a fight."
"A fight huh?"
Rowena looks down and sees the other witch is gone.
She then gasps as arms come out and wrap themselves around her.
"You are not the only one who can do magic." Patrick purred in her ear. He rests her hands on her hips. "I can keep doing this...this little game I will keep going until you are begging for me."
Rowena lies back on his chest.
"I do not beg for anyone."
Another chant slips from her lips. Patrick suddenly falls forward and crashes on to the bed. He sits up and sees Rowena still sat on the bed. He goes to touch her but his hand slips through her.
"What?"
Rowena smirks at him.
"Can't have me now. See me but not being able to touch me oh I think your precious little wand is going to snap if he doesn't get what he needs."
"Funny very funny." Patrick folds his arms. "I will not give in."
"Hmm."
Rowena crosses one leg over the other. Patrick caught the glimpse of her vagina. It was calling to him, begging him to come inside her. Patrick quickly snaps out of his trance and looks away.
"Sorry but doing a Basic Instinct on me is not going to work."
She bites her lip in a seductive way. Patrick takes several steps back. He leans on the wall and stares the other witch down.
"Sweetheart we can do this all day I'm in no rush to go anywhere. The ball is in your court."
Both witches stared at each other. After a while both of them started to become agitated. Rowena tried to look everywhere but his cock and failed terribly. Patrick placed a toothpick in his mouth. He bites down hard on it as he slowly started to lose patience. The toothpick snaps in half. Patrick sighs and spits the broken toothpick out of his mouth.
"Rowena."
"Patrick."
They look at each other again.
"Call it a draw?" He asked.
She slowly nods and agrees with him.
"Aye a draw. I can't take it anymore."
"Same." His face twitched. "I need you."
"I need you." She holds on his arms. At least he can touch her now. "Pat." She whispered.
He shakes his head.
"Damm it Ro."
She cups his chin.
"You know what you need to do." She says.
Without hesitation Patrick pushes Rowena up against the wall. He lifts her up on to his hips and supports her legs making sure she doesn't fall over or hurt herself. He then slides himself between her folds.
Rowena gasps as he comes inside her. She throws her head back against the wall as he started pounding into her.
"Fuck!" She cursed.
He growls at her response. It encouraged him to pick up the pace and go faster.
"You are so bloody gorgeous!" He growled. "Ah fuck!"
Rowena grips on to his back. Her nails dig into his skin. That ejected a moan from him.
"I would compliment you but...but I don't want to add to your already growing ego." Rowena teased him between pants.
Patrick huffs a laugh but it came out more as a squeak. The sweat is dripping of him now. His breaths became more heavy and shallow. Seeing him like this made Rowena weak to her knees.
Eventually Rowena started to feel the familiar burning sensation at the bottom of her stomach. She held on to the other witch tight as she felt herself reaching her climax. She then cried out as she lets it all out.
Her cry made Patrick shake with excitement and pleasure. He pushes his face into her hair and he too cries out as it all came spilling out.
With a sigh Patrick pulls himself out of her. He carefully lowers her trembling form on to the ground. He then slides down next to her.
"You alright?" He asked.
"That was good." Rowena answered with a nod.
"Good?" Patrick frowns at her. "That was fucking amazing and you know it."
"Well..." She had a playful smile on her lips. "...It was quite something."
He grins at that. Rowena then gets to her feet.
"I need a drink."
"Make that two."
As Patrick stands up Rowena goes to get her clothes.
"Hey." Patrick shakes his head. "Since when did drinking require clothes?" Rowena paused with the dress in her hands. "The night is still young."
He takes the dress and tosses it to the side. Rowena huffs a smile.
"You make a valid point."
He cups her chin and gives her a smug smile.
"I'm always right my love."
She scoffs at that.
"Not all the time. Now more wine or something else?"
"Hmm." He presses his forehead against hers. "I would like something stronger."
Rowena gives him a devilish smirk.
"That can be arranged."
The End.
Translations. Irish language.
Foirfe: Perfect.
Tá: Yes.