Supernatural One-Shots

All out of Love

Prompt: A scene in which Dean falls/has fallen in love with a great woman but after some tense series of events finds that she is not who she says she is...who or what is she? Also if you want it could take place before season 1? Your choice how old he is

The long, slender leg wrapped effortlessly around the silver pole as the dancer’s body whipped down and up in a wide arc, landing with her chest pressed seductively against the pole.  Her dark brunette hair framed her sharp profile in luscious, wavy locks and her glittering jewelry flickered against the low lights.  The woman dipped down and then popped up with her hips being the last to straighten.  The audience broke into a wave of wild cheering and clapping.  Green dollar bills flittered onto the stage along with wilted roses and slips of paper with scribbled phone numbers.

The only person in the crowd who did not react was a young man with dark brown hair cut close to his scalp except for the spiked bangs and textured layers that laid flat against his head.  His large green eyes were focused on the liquid at the bottom of a glass as his toned hand tilted the glass into his eager mouth.  The boy’s chiseled jaw flexed and tensed as the burning alcohol flooded the back of his throat.  He hissed through his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as he took the liquor ‘like a man’.   Once the beverage had lessened its discomfort, the young man flicked the glass away and nodded to the bartender for another.

The dancer kicked her heels off and, after doing a final float down the pole, she placed her attentions on the lone patron.  Smiling, she curled her hand under her thick hair and brushed the mane behind her shoulders.  She sauntered over to the boy in her well-trained catwalk and knelt down in front of him.  Loud booing and name calling escalated from the crowd, but she ignored.

The young man smirked, but didn’t look up.  He could smell her heavy rose scented neck before she even took a step toward him and he knew what she wanted.  Scratching his neck and loosening his black t-shirt, he finally tilted his head back and looked her in the eyes.  A warm sensation filled his chest when he saw her smile widen the moment he locked eyes with her.  With a sloppy wave of his hand, he said, “What’s your price?”

Settling down on her palms and knees, the girl pushed herself forward without leaving the stage, and nuzzled noses with him.  In a low whisper, she said, “I’m priceless tonight, babe.”

“You don’t have to be so sweet, sugar,” the young man said with a wink.

The girl raised a questioning eyebrow, asking him to repeat what he had said.

Remembering, the young man pointed to the girl, then flicked just his thumb under his chin, and then followed that gesture with both hands motioning to his chest.  He then made a soft clawing motion under his bottom lip and finished with his index and middle finger, closed together, touching his bottom lip repeatedly.  “You got it?”  He said with an upward nod of the head and a cock of the eyebrow.

The girl held back her smile, which only made her cuter because her cheeks dimpled.  Repositioning herself, the girl dropped her hips back onto her ankles and then brought her feet out from underneath her.  From there, she slipped into the young man’s lap and rested her arms around his shoulder—their lips just a breath apart.

“Hey!” yelled an angry patron, “What was all that monkey-gibberish back there?”  The red-face man stopped to fumble his fingers together frantically.   “Is there now a secret code for getting laid?”

The young man ducked from underneath the girl’s approaching kiss and stared at the man.  Through a wide, crooked smile, he answered loudly, “She’s deaf!  She can’t hear!”

“What?”  the man called out, making the young man throw his head back and laugh.

The woman turned her desired client’s face toward her and searched his hazel eyes.  Her hand slipped behind his boyish neck and she cradled his head gently—she always treated him with royalty every time he came into her nightclub.   Leaning forward and arching her back, she kissed him lightly.  Indeed, she was permanently deaf.  But it wasn’t from birth.   As rumored, the starlet suffered from prolonged exposure to mine explosions where she and her dad worked, which caused her to lose her hearing at the age eighteen.  She continued dancing, since she considered herself the soul provider, but trained even harder to memorize her routines so that she could step in time of the music correctly, even though everything was silent.