CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS // UNDERAGE Prompts Post // December 1-15 //

[tfw_ftw]

This post is for ANY AND ALL UNDERAGE PROMPTS. This means any pairing where one or both persons are under the age of 18.

PROMPTS AND FILLS MENTIONING REAL PERSONS CURRENTLY UNDER THE AGE OF 18 ARE BANNED
They can not be aged up or mentioned in passing. Use OCs or someone else to fill the void.

ART DEPICTING UNDERAGED PERSONS IN ANY SITUATION IS

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Fill: Dean/Jo - Another Blonde, Another Bar (7/7)

[agirlnamedtruth]

When she came back down, she found her hands in his hair, running through it, not even conscious of what she was doing. He’d finished and was lying on her chest, holding his own weight so he didn’t crush her. After a moment, it became awkward. She wouldn’t have minded if he could stay and they could sleep like that but she knew they couldn’t. To put of the inevitable was torture. She was more nervous now, about sending him away, than she had been beforehand.

“Uh,” she started, thinking up an excuse. “I really do need to close up the bar now.”

The hunter lifted his head and nodded. “Oh, right... hold on.”

He managed to get his knees underneath him on the floor and do up his jeans while she pulled her own on, congratulating herself on bringing them with her rather than just taking the keys out of her pocket. It was bad enough she’d left her panties behind, she didn’t think she could manage a walk of shame butt-naked.

When they were dressed and slightly less disheveled looking, she led him to the door, dimly aware she was walking a bit funny. She didn’t ask him what he’d done with the condom; she just made a mental note to check the office before she went to bed. He didn’t need to know the risks she’d taken or the trouble she’d be in if all this came out.

He opened the door and lingered on the porch. “Can I get your number?”

Jo stopped herself from rolling her eyes. “You know where to find me. And this way, we don’t have to pretend you’ll call.”

“What about your name, at least?” he asked again and she swallowed. Sex with a perfect stranger. He couldn’t even spread rumors around about her that might get back to her mom.

“Nah,” she decided, feeling much calmer. “Let’s not spoil the illusion. Let’s just be... this.”

She leaned up and kissed him, leaving him staring at the door as she closed and locked it.

-x-

Years later, Dean pulled up to the Roadhouse. There was a slight niggling at the back of his mind but he had too many other things to worry about. He’d forgotten why he should remember it.

Jo never took it personally; she knew there had been a hundred other bars and a hundred other blondes after her. There had been another hundred hunters after him but she never forgot her first.

She never reminded him why he felt like he’d known her for years or his urge to protect her but she never stopped reaching for another perfect night with him.

When the offer finally came, she turned him down. On the last night either of them might ever have, she finally realized they’d already had the perfect night.

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[naclbrotherfckr]

Thanks for the fill :>

Re: Fill: Dean/Jo - Another Blonde, Another Bar (7/7)

[agirlnamedtruth]

So hot! Loved Jo's pov, sure what she wants but still uncertain about it.

Re: Fill: Dean/Jo - Another Blonde, Another Bar (7/7)

[agirlnamedtruth]

Thank you!