Happy Birthday Borgmama1of5
Happy birthday wishes to Borgmama1of5.
Just for you; a couple of saucy 'Dean' moments ...
Disclaimers: I don't own them, just borrow them occasionally for fun and frolics!
FEMME FATALE 1
Genre: Humour
Rating: K+
Word count: approx 100
Dean leaned over, running expert hands over the sleek contours of her body. Skilfully, lovingly; lingering strokes of well-practiced hands moving smoothly over the firm curves and planes of the proud beauty in front of him; the loving massage proving equally therapeutic to both of them.
As his strong, experienced hands worked their magic, he softly murmured sweet nothings; quiet, reassuring whispers making sure she knew she was the centre of his universe.
Eventually, he stood up, wiping his hands.
"Hey, lookin' good baby," he smiled, "that's enough wax; how about we top up your radiator now?"
FEMME FATALE 2
Genre: Humour
Rating: K+
Word count: approx 100
"It's a succubus" announced Sam.
"A what?" Dean yawned, shooting Sam his well-practiced look of glazed disinterest.
"The thing that's been icin' our guys; a succubus." Sam continued regardless, "A female demon which manifests as a beautiful, nubile young woman who passionately seduces men and … Dean, close your mouth, you're starting to drool … lures them to their doom".
"… nubile? …"
"Yeah."
" … beautiful? …"
"That too"
"… chick who seduces men …"
"Yep"
"… an' we've gotta track it down? …"
"Got it in one!"
Dean licked dry lips; "well, it's a crappy job, but someone's gotta do it!"
xxxxx
Just for you; a couple of saucy 'Dean' moments ...
Disclaimers: I don't own them, just borrow them occasionally for fun and frolics!
FEMME FATALE 1
Genre: Humour
Rating: K+
Word count: approx 100
Dean leaned over, running expert hands over the sleek contours of her body. Skilfully, lovingly; lingering strokes of well-practiced hands moving smoothly over the firm curves and planes of the proud beauty in front of him; the loving massage proving equally therapeutic to both of them.
As his strong, experienced hands worked their magic, he softly murmured sweet nothings; quiet, reassuring whispers making sure she knew she was the centre of his universe.
Eventually, he stood up, wiping his hands.
"Hey, lookin' good baby," he smiled, "that's enough wax; how about we top up your radiator now?"
FEMME FATALE 2
Genre: Humour
Rating: K+
Word count: approx 100
"It's a succubus" announced Sam.
"A what?" Dean yawned, shooting Sam his well-practiced look of glazed disinterest.
"The thing that's been icin' our guys; a succubus." Sam continued regardless, "A female demon which manifests as a beautiful, nubile young woman who passionately seduces men and … Dean, close your mouth, you're starting to drool … lures them to their doom".
"… nubile? …"
"Yeah."
" … beautiful? …"
"That too"
"… chick who seduces men …"
"Yep"
"… an' we've gotta track it down? …"
"Got it in one!"
Dean licked dry lips; "well, it's a crappy job, but someone's gotta do it!"
xxxxx