baby, you know I'm gonna leave you

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby forwent stealing a car for the less than five minute walk. She liked being outside, she liked feeling the cool wind against the back of her neck, she even liked everything being dark. It made her feel safer, the shadows had never scared her, nor what was behind them.

Her heels click click clicked along the asphalt and then the sidewalk as she

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[prettywhnbroken]

Dean had been waiting for Ruby more impatiently than he'd admit. It wasn't anything sweet or romantic. The simple fact of the matter was that he was horny. Ruby was a damn good lay.

He opened the door dressed only in a pair of jeans. His bare torso was littered with scars from the job. He knew she liked the scars, a testament to how fragile and yet how damn hard to kill he was. His eyes made a slow journey up her legs, over her waist and her breasts, lingering on her collarbone and finally up to her eyes. "'Bout damn time," he growled as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside. He slammed her up against the wall, kicking the door shut behind him. His body slammed up against hers, his mouth biting at her lips.

[ourslutty_yoda]

She had to give him something, the man worked fast. Not that she minded, he'd been sweet she probably would have pegged him as a shapeshifter, or at the very least an idiot demon who didn't know any better than to screw with Ruby's men.

Their teeth meet for a moment, hit against each other, catch against lips, sharp and rough like it's the end of the line. It probably is.

Talk isn't exactly cheap when Ruby's brain is off somewhere else and she has to consciously force herself to pull away enough to free her mouth in order to form words, but damn he knows just what buttons to push after all these years of a broken give and take.

"Worth the wait."

[prettywhnbroken]

"Of course I was," Dean responded with a smirk. He dipped his head and nipped sharply at her neck. "Fuck yes, you even have to ask?" he growled against her skin.

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby wasn't not paying attention, her hands sliding across his chest tracing the patterns of the scars she knew so well- half of them or more having been stitched up by herself. He got hurt more, more often and more violently, much to her chagrin. So she kept sweing him up more, taping gauze across lines of hurt and watching the blood seep through and stain the bright white a painful red. She hated it and cherished it at the same time. It reminded her of humanity, the reason she was here in the first place.

It hurt, but he told her it would.

He got a smile for his touble as her head fell back against the wall with a murmur of concent and clawmarks down his back.

[prettywhnbroken]

Dean sat against the headboard, shirtless with his legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankles. He drummed some Blue Oyster Cult on his leg and idly watched some ancient, black and white horror movie on the TV. Ruby was curled up asleep next to him. As always he felt like he was twenty one again. He wasn't sure how Ruby did it but she had that effect on him.

[ourslutty_yoda]

Ruby stirred slightly, sighing in her sleep before stretching lazily and shifting her weight before resting her head on his chest and yawning. She wrapped one arm around around waist and smiled up at him.

"Burnin' for You," she commented sleepily, referencing the drumming on his leg. "You gonna serenade me, sweetheart?"

[prettywhnbroken]

"What do you think I'm doing, Darlin'?" Dean smirked as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled a blanket up to wrap her in. "Sleep good?"

[ourslutty_yoda]

"Mmm, sore," she said. It was the usual response he got from her and he still hadn't figured it out. Which worked just fine for her.