Joyride version II
Title: Joyride version II
Author: Capricorn86
Characters: Teen John, Teen Mary
Summary: After spending the night together, John awakens to find Mary missing. He`s not happy when he realizes she has taken the Impala
Warning: Contains nudity, implied sex and non consensual spanking of young adult (mild, nothing graphic)
Author`s Note: This came out very soft and sentimental. I was listening to Art Garfunkel when writing. This is a request fic, winchesterlove2 asked for it a while ago, I`m really sorry I didn`t get it done sooner. Hope you enjoy it.
My other “joyride” story is about Dean and Ben.
Joyride version II
“You look beautiful.”
I smiled up at Mary as I was lying on the bed, watching her stand in the middle of my bedroom. She smiled back, and giggled softly.
“I`m glad you think so.”
Her top fell to the floor to join her jeans. I could see she was breathing more deeply as she stood exposed, wearing only underwear.
I got up from the bed and quickly pulled my shirt over my head. Mary moved over to me and unbuttoned my jeans, slowly pulling them down. I stepped out of them, and wrapped my arm around my girlfriend`s waist, moving my hand down to caress her panty-clad buttocks.
Mary ran her soft hand over my stomach, continuing up to my chest and finally my face. I could feel Mary`s sweet, warm breath on my face as she leaned close to me, kissing my neck.
I carefully moved my hands behind her back to unhook her bra, and it fell to the floor on top of the rest of our clothing.
The warm sunlight of the summer evening fell through the window and made Mary`s hair glitter and shine like gold.
Taking her hand in mine, we trembled softly in anticipation as we descended onto my bed.
Though I slid into sleep feeling happy and content, my dreams were filled of noise and fire. Although I could repress the memories in my waking hours, I had no defense against them in my sleep. Many nights I awoke bathed in sweat, expecting to find my bedroom ablaze and my body covered in blood, the deafening sound of gunshots echoing in my brain.
My nightmare still haunted me when I tore my head from the pillow, my breath heaving and my heart pounding, but instead of the dark solitude of my bedroom, I found my love sleeping next to me. I felt comforted by her being warm and near, and from my eyes fell not tears of fear, but tears of gratefulness.
When I awoke for the second time, the early morning light was washing the room, cleansing my mind of the whispering threats from the darkness.
I turned to gaze upon my beautiful girlfriend, only to find I was alone, and the bed was cold.
I jumped up from the bed and quickly got dressed. I ran downstairs, moving from room to room, calling out Mary`s name like a fawn lost in the forest calls its mother. I shivered, feeling very cold without Mary`s warm body close to me.
I grabbed my leather jacket, wanting to take the Impala and drive out to look for her. Perhaps she had gone home to her parents, despite them knowing she was spending the weekend with me. It was then I realized the car key was gone, and the Impala with it.
It didn`t take long before Mary returned. I was sitting on the porch, waiting and watching as my beloved Impala pulled up by the curb. I trusted Mary`s abilities behind the steering wheel, which is why I was so surprised and angry to find the car had a broken tail-light.
“What happened?” I demanded. “Where have you been? When I woke up, you were gone!”
Mary just smiled at me, trying to make me calm down. “I was hoping I`d make it back before you woke up,” she said. “I just went out to buy us some breakfast.”
“I have food in the fridge,” I said, clenching my teeth.
Mary scoffed. “I don`t think the items in your fridge are intended for human consumption.”
My fingers twitched, and I felt my palm itch. Mary was really annoying me with her snarky attitude, and I felt a sudden urge to deal with her the same way my parents had always dealt with me when I got smart with them.
“Why did you take my car?” I asked. Mary knew how much I cared for the Impala, and I honestly thought she knew better than to drive off with it without even asking!
“It was too far to walk,” Mary replied simply, moving around the car to collect the bags in the backseat.
“What`s with the broken tail-light?” I growled.
As Mary bent down to pick up the bags, she turned to look at me, an apologetic smile on her face. “Oh, that. I had a little mishap. Don`t worry, I`ll pay for the damage.”
My fingers twitched harder, and my palm itched even more now.
“Give me a hand?” Mary asked, indicating the shopping bags.
“I`ll give you a hand, alright,” I muttered. My arm shot out, grabbed Mary and turned her around. In a smooth movement, I held her against my hip and bent her over. She squealed in surprise and yelped in pain as I started covering her upturned rear with stinging swats.
“What the hell are you doing?” she yelled, struggling to get away. “John, stop it!”
I remained holding her in a firm grip, and continued spanking her, making sure to apply a little extra force behind the smacks to ensure she could feel it properly through her jeans. Her yelps and whines were a pretty clear indication that she could, and that I was getting my message across.
“Never. Take. My. Impala. Without. Asking.” I said, punctuating each word with a thunderous swat to Mary`s backside, making her wriggle hard in an attempt to avoid my hand connecting with her butt. “EVER!” I growled, finishing the spanking with a series of fast, sharp slaps to the tops of her thighs.
Mary jumped and kicked like a mule. “Agh! I promise! Oww! Never again!”
I stopped and let go of Mary. She took a step away from me, rubbing at her sore butt, giving me a hurt look from eyes brimming with tears.
“Take your damn car keys,” she spat at me, tossing the keys. I grabbed them in midair. “Next time I take a ride in the Impala,” Mary said, “I`ll be sitting in the passenger seat.”
I couldn`t help smirking at her. “I think sitting is something you`ll want to avoid for a while.”
Mary`s face cracked in a smile, and I moved over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist. My hands moved down to caress the buttocks I moments ago treated with such force. I felt Mary wince, and a tear rolled slowly down her face as she leaned in to kiss me.
THE END
Author: Capricorn86
Characters: Teen John, Teen Mary
Summary: After spending the night together, John awakens to find Mary missing. He`s not happy when he realizes she has taken the Impala
Warning: Contains nudity, implied sex and non consensual spanking of young adult (mild, nothing graphic)
Author`s Note: This came out very soft and sentimental. I was listening to Art Garfunkel when writing. This is a request fic, winchesterlove2 asked for it a while ago, I`m really sorry I didn`t get it done sooner. Hope you enjoy it.
My other “joyride” story is about Dean and Ben.
Joyride version II
“You look beautiful.”
I smiled up at Mary as I was lying on the bed, watching her stand in the middle of my bedroom. She smiled back, and giggled softly.
“I`m glad you think so.”
Her top fell to the floor to join her jeans. I could see she was breathing more deeply as she stood exposed, wearing only underwear.
I got up from the bed and quickly pulled my shirt over my head. Mary moved over to me and unbuttoned my jeans, slowly pulling them down. I stepped out of them, and wrapped my arm around my girlfriend`s waist, moving my hand down to caress her panty-clad buttocks.
Mary ran her soft hand over my stomach, continuing up to my chest and finally my face. I could feel Mary`s sweet, warm breath on my face as she leaned close to me, kissing my neck.
I carefully moved my hands behind her back to unhook her bra, and it fell to the floor on top of the rest of our clothing.
The warm sunlight of the summer evening fell through the window and made Mary`s hair glitter and shine like gold.
Taking her hand in mine, we trembled softly in anticipation as we descended onto my bed.
Though I slid into sleep feeling happy and content, my dreams were filled of noise and fire. Although I could repress the memories in my waking hours, I had no defense against them in my sleep. Many nights I awoke bathed in sweat, expecting to find my bedroom ablaze and my body covered in blood, the deafening sound of gunshots echoing in my brain.
My nightmare still haunted me when I tore my head from the pillow, my breath heaving and my heart pounding, but instead of the dark solitude of my bedroom, I found my love sleeping next to me. I felt comforted by her being warm and near, and from my eyes fell not tears of fear, but tears of gratefulness.
When I awoke for the second time, the early morning light was washing the room, cleansing my mind of the whispering threats from the darkness.
I turned to gaze upon my beautiful girlfriend, only to find I was alone, and the bed was cold.
I jumped up from the bed and quickly got dressed. I ran downstairs, moving from room to room, calling out Mary`s name like a fawn lost in the forest calls its mother. I shivered, feeling very cold without Mary`s warm body close to me.
I grabbed my leather jacket, wanting to take the Impala and drive out to look for her. Perhaps she had gone home to her parents, despite them knowing she was spending the weekend with me. It was then I realized the car key was gone, and the Impala with it.
It didn`t take long before Mary returned. I was sitting on the porch, waiting and watching as my beloved Impala pulled up by the curb. I trusted Mary`s abilities behind the steering wheel, which is why I was so surprised and angry to find the car had a broken tail-light.
“What happened?” I demanded. “Where have you been? When I woke up, you were gone!”
Mary just smiled at me, trying to make me calm down. “I was hoping I`d make it back before you woke up,” she said. “I just went out to buy us some breakfast.”
“I have food in the fridge,” I said, clenching my teeth.
Mary scoffed. “I don`t think the items in your fridge are intended for human consumption.”
My fingers twitched, and I felt my palm itch. Mary was really annoying me with her snarky attitude, and I felt a sudden urge to deal with her the same way my parents had always dealt with me when I got smart with them.
“Why did you take my car?” I asked. Mary knew how much I cared for the Impala, and I honestly thought she knew better than to drive off with it without even asking!
“It was too far to walk,” Mary replied simply, moving around the car to collect the bags in the backseat.
“What`s with the broken tail-light?” I growled.
As Mary bent down to pick up the bags, she turned to look at me, an apologetic smile on her face. “Oh, that. I had a little mishap. Don`t worry, I`ll pay for the damage.”
My fingers twitched harder, and my palm itched even more now.
“Give me a hand?” Mary asked, indicating the shopping bags.
“I`ll give you a hand, alright,” I muttered. My arm shot out, grabbed Mary and turned her around. In a smooth movement, I held her against my hip and bent her over. She squealed in surprise and yelped in pain as I started covering her upturned rear with stinging swats.
“What the hell are you doing?” she yelled, struggling to get away. “John, stop it!”
I remained holding her in a firm grip, and continued spanking her, making sure to apply a little extra force behind the smacks to ensure she could feel it properly through her jeans. Her yelps and whines were a pretty clear indication that she could, and that I was getting my message across.
“Never. Take. My. Impala. Without. Asking.” I said, punctuating each word with a thunderous swat to Mary`s backside, making her wriggle hard in an attempt to avoid my hand connecting with her butt. “EVER!” I growled, finishing the spanking with a series of fast, sharp slaps to the tops of her thighs.
Mary jumped and kicked like a mule. “Agh! I promise! Oww! Never again!”
I stopped and let go of Mary. She took a step away from me, rubbing at her sore butt, giving me a hurt look from eyes brimming with tears.
“Take your damn car keys,” she spat at me, tossing the keys. I grabbed them in midair. “Next time I take a ride in the Impala,” Mary said, “I`ll be sitting in the passenger seat.”
I couldn`t help smirking at her. “I think sitting is something you`ll want to avoid for a while.”
Mary`s face cracked in a smile, and I moved over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist. My hands moved down to caress the buttocks I moments ago treated with such force. I felt Mary wince, and a tear rolled slowly down her face as she leaned in to kiss me.
THE END