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"A what?"
"A strigoi."
"What the hell is that?"
"It's like a living version of a vampire."
"You're putting me on."
"I wish I was Princess."
"Those kinds of things aren't real."
"Then you tell me what you saw."
"A really ugly human?"
"You're hilarious doll. You can laugh the whole time it's draining you dry."
"So are you telling me you two are like Van Helsing or something. You just go from town to town killing things like that..."
"Strigoi," he repeated.
"That's pretty much it," Sam agrees. "We've been chasing this one for days, but it's better at hiding than any we've ever come across before"
"You've dealt with more than one of these?"
"You have no idea about all the nasty things we've hunted, Sweetheart"
"All those things we're afraid of as kids -ghosts, vampires, werewolves, demons...they're all real then?
"Afraid so."
"How can I help?"
"No way," Sam protests, "You're a civilian."
"It's not a bad idea Sammy. She's obviously this thing's type. Maybe it will come back looking for another shot."
"You want to use her for bait Dean!? I won't let you do that"
"She's a big girl. Why not let her make up her own mind?"
She didn't hesitate. "I'll do it."
"She's crazier than you are Dean."
II
She ended up offering the boys her guestroom for the night. Sam went to sleep pretty quickly, leaving her alone with Dean.
"You're not going to join your brother?"
"I'm always a little wired right before a hunt."
"I've got just the thing then."
She brought in a bottle of amber-colored liquid and two glasses. "My father's only vice. He did love a good bottle of scotch."
"You're an angel."
"Yeah, well..."
They drank; they talked; they laughed, and then they drank some more until they'd polished off the entire bottle.
"That was smooth. Your dad had good taste...good genes too."
"What does that mean?"
"Well you're freaking gorgeous aren't ya."
"Am i?"
He suddenly sat closer, leaned in. "You know you are."
She looked him over, the alcohol coursing through her heated veins giving her boldness. "Wanna fuck?"
"Hell YEAH! Come to poppa Baby."
Next thing she knew, she was straddling him, their mouths meeting in sloppy, drunken kisses."God youre hot Ariel!"
"So are you, " She growled, her mouth at his neck now, kissing, licking, nipping, sucking.
"Shit Baby Girl, keep that up and this isn't going to last very long."
"Then we'll just do it again."
"I like the way you think Baby."
She ground against him. "You're so hard."
"It's all for you."
Their tongues danced, battled. His arms linked beneath her thighs and he lifted her, carried her to the closest surface which happened to be her father's hand made, polished bar in the corner of the living room. He set her down on it, captured her mouth in another kiss as his hand slipped under her t shirt to fondle her bare breasts. He pulled it over her head then circled a nipple with his thumb until it hardened, took it into his mouth. For a few minutes he simply lavished attention on her breasts, sucking at them, biting gently with his teeth. His hand slipped under her sleep pants and into her lacy underwear. "You're so wet for me."
"Please."
"Don't worry Baby Girl, I've got you."
He quickly slid down her pants, underwear, then freed himself from his jeans, gripped her ass to pull her forward, and then he was pushing into her, burying himself in her welcoming warmth.
"God Dean!"
"This what you want?"
"Yes!"
He made no effort to be gentle. This was simply hot, dirty, slightly drunken sex, the most memorable of her life, truth be told. She found herself holding on to him desperately, making sounds that by now were barely human.
"Don't stop!"
"I don't intend to...not until I make you cum at least one more time."
He continued to pound into her, hard deep, and fast until she was shuddering, shaking beneath him which he took as the go ahead for his own release. He erupted within her with a shout. After pulling out he helped off the bar and set her on her feet. "That was great," he said, kissing her gently.
She took his hand, began to lead him toward her bedroom. "Why don't we get more comfortable for round two."