Supernatural drabble: Dean, Demon, gen
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krislaughsTitle: Four out of Five Demons Agree
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A/N: Okay, so I'm not studying too hard.
"Don't let him find it--" Dean takes a breath of cold night air. Free air. She may have him, but this one thing he holds on to. Immortal evil, born of darkness and hellfire, but here, in this empty crossroads, she's only a girl.
He stares her down.
"Me. After you're done, don't you let Sam find me."
She smiles, the sulphur-curl of blood red lips, hint of ice-white teeth.
"Oh, sugar." She steps closer, devours the space between them. "Though I'd kill to see his face..."
Her caress singes his windblown skin. "You think I'd leave this behind?"
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krisomniacA/N: Okay, so I'm not studying too hard.
"Don't let him find it--" Dean takes a breath of cold night air. Free air. She may have him, but this one thing he holds on to. Immortal evil, born of darkness and hellfire, but here, in this empty crossroads, she's only a girl.
He stares her down.
"Me. After you're done, don't you let Sam find me."
She smiles, the sulphur-curl of blood red lips, hint of ice-white teeth.
"Oh, sugar." She steps closer, devours the space between them. "Though I'd kill to see his face..."
Her caress singes his windblown skin. "You think I'd leave this behind?"
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Date: 2007-09-08 02:57 am (UTC)Dean about to die and not wanting Sam to see his body ...
*whimpers*
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She smiles, the sulphur-curl of blood red lips, hint of ice-white teeth.
Lovely description.
Nicely done!
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Date: 2007-09-08 12:16 pm (UTC)