RED

RED Part 8

The moment your lips collided with his, you felt all the fear and confusion you have been experiencing for the past few weeks, just disappear. In that moment, nothing mattered but you and him. With your hands tangled in his hair, you pulled just a bit where you didn't only hear the growl like sound that came from him, but you felt it deep in his chest that was crushed against yours. Not even a second later, he mimicked your action. Taking a handful of your hair, he pulled just hard enough so that your head fell back and you finally got the chance to try and catch your breath. Before you could completely snap out of the haze of the excitement, you felt his lips slowly drag down your neck stopping to leave a kiss right where your pulse was racing.

He hard sucked for a second, then you were taken back when you felt his teeth gently bite into your skin. As the goosebumps arose on your body, you pushed him back a bit, so you could look at him. To your surprise, those green eyes were nowhere in sight. You stared into the deep darkness, shuddering but in an instant pulled him back into you and crashed your lips into his. You got a rush every time you felt his tongue slip against yours, and without warning, he hooked his arms under your legs with one quick motion. He lifted you from the ground and sat you on the hood of the red stolen car. His hands slid up your legs, feelings every inch of you that he could before he took your face in his hands and kissed you with raw hunger. You took in a sharp breath as you felt the button of your jeans come undone, breaking his lips from yours for a split second. Taking a hold of your chin, making you look him in the eyes, his other hand slowly trailed down the front of your pants. Before his fingers reached the center of your now soaked panties, you heard someone clear their throat. Dean's head snapped around to see Crowley standing there, hands in his jacket pocket.

" I'm sorry, am I interrupting something? " He smirked, peaking past Dean to look at you.

You pushed yourself up to a sitting position and buttoned your jeans back up, while staring him in the eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Dean growled, pushing himself away from you and moving forward to the sly demon with a smirk on his face.

"Looking for you actually. I guess I was a little late to the party. What a pity."

"And why were you looking for me?"

"I just thought you would like to know that Sam has gotten a whiff of your trail. You certainly left a mess earlier..."

Sam flashed through your mind. The tracker. He must have gotten the signal. Your heart raced thinking that at any moment he would be here. The face off with his demon brother that surely would not end well.

"We need to go" You blurted out, sending confused looks of the two men towards you.

Dean looked around then with a sigh he picked one of the bloody men from the ground and tossed him over his shoulder.

" I guess I actually have to do some clean up this time. " Dean grumbled, walking off into the woods.

You turned to look at the snazzy suit that stood in front of you.

"You're playing a dangerous game there little squirrel," Crowley cautioned while raising his eyebrow to you, a smirk rising on his face. "One that you most definitely won't win."

"I'm not playing a game," you retorted sharply, not wanting him to think the wiser.

"Well I will tell you my little pet, it won't always be torturing kittens and creating rainbows from now on. It won't be too long before that nasty little mark starts calling for something bigger...fresher."

You glared at him while trying to calm your breath. You knew it was only a matter of time for what he said to be true, but you wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing you flinch at his words. You shifted your gaze towards Dean, moving in the distance towards you. How long would the events of tonight keep him calm, complacent, giving you glimmers of the old him?