Heat of the Moment 1/1 (Supernatural)
Heat of the Moment
By iamstealthyone
Summary: Dean had never wanted to be interrogated this badly before. Drabble.
Characters: Mostly Dean.
Rating: PG-13 (Genfic.)
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Don’t own them. Not making money off of them.
She approached him, dress clinging to curves, and holy crap, Dean had never wanted to be interrogated this badly before.
“Dean,” she said, silk and smoke in her voice. “I’d like to know where you got the inspiration for your dish. It was exquisite.”
He grinned. “I’ll do better than tell you, sweetheart. I’ll show you.”
Dean backed her against the judges’ table, leaned in, and fell off the bed.
“Dammit,” he muttered.
Rustling in the other bed. “Padma again?”
“Yeah.”
Sam snickered. “Dude. Top Chef’s like Viagra for you.”
“Shut up,” Dean muttered, and headed for the shower. Again.
End
May 2008
By iamstealthyone
Summary: Dean had never wanted to be interrogated this badly before. Drabble.
Characters: Mostly Dean.
Rating: PG-13 (Genfic.)
Word count: 100
Disclaimer: Don’t own them. Not making money off of them.
She approached him, dress clinging to curves, and holy crap, Dean had never wanted to be interrogated this badly before.
“Dean,” she said, silk and smoke in her voice. “I’d like to know where you got the inspiration for your dish. It was exquisite.”
He grinned. “I’ll do better than tell you, sweetheart. I’ll show you.”
Dean backed her against the judges’ table, leaned in, and fell off the bed.
“Dammit,” he muttered.
Rustling in the other bed. “Padma again?”
“Yeah.”
Sam snickered. “Dude. Top Chef’s like Viagra for you.”
“Shut up,” Dean muttered, and headed for the shower. Again.
End
May 2008