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Characters:
- Sam Winchester
- Dean Winchester
- Castiel
- Gabriel
- Lucifer
- Crowley
- Rowena MacLeod
- Bobby Singer
- Micheal
- Adam Milligan
- Chuck Shurley AKA God
- I'll also do the cast/actors

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You can leave request anywhere in book, but I prefer them be left here.

Ships:
- Castiel × Dean Winchester
- Castiel × Sam Winchester
- Sam Winchester × Gabriel
- Castiel × Meg Masters
- Sam Winchester × Rowena MacLeod
- Micheal × Adam Milligan
- Eileen Leahy × Sam Winchester
- Bobby Singer × Crowley
- Bobby Singer × Jody Mills

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When Dean started on jobs on his own, it got quite lonely that's until he met you. You two met in Cincinnati, Ohio. You knew there was something in your house, but it didn't bother you until it started throwing shit around, you told your parents about it, and they called John who sent Dean. He helped you out with your poltergeist situation and was about to leave when you begged him to let you join him. In reality you were broke, you were also about to be homeless and didn't want to move back in with your parents. He was relentless until you basically forced yourself into the passenger seat of the impala and refused to leave. That's how it all started for you two.

I had my feet kicked back on the dashboard of baby as Dean drove. There was a job in Madison, Wisconsin that John had signaled Dean about. I had the window down as I let the cool night air hit my face. Dean had the radio blasting, playing 'Old Time Rock & Roll' by Bob Seger. I could hear Dean singing along with the radio as we sped down the dead highway. I perk up my head when Dean reaches and turns down the radio. 

"You want anything from the gas station?" he asks as I watch him turn on his blinker and start to turn into a gas station.
"Just get me a bag of chips" I hum as I stretch out my legs as he stops at a pump. He nods as he puts the car in park and slides out of the car. I started feeling a bit cramped, so I opened up the car door and stepped out. I walked to the trunk and leaned on the edge as I watched Dean through the window as he paid for the gas. I saw him walking away and I opened up the fuel door which so happened to also be the license plate and grabbed the nozzles on the pump, and I slid it into the spout as I grip the handle and let it auto fill.

Dean walked over expecting me to be in the car but didn't mind. He walked over and leaned up beside me. "What's this job about anyway?" I ask as he hands me my bag of chips that I tear open.
"The normal... ghost" he says with a shrug. I hum as I throw a chip into my mouth. I was nibbling at my chips when I saw Dean furrow his brows and tilt his head over to the car.
"What the hell is that?" He says as he walks past me and over to the passenger side door, he looks at the window.

"Oh... that" I say with a chuckle. It was a sticker that read out 'passenger princess' but instead of something like a tiara or a crown I had it custom made to have a gun at the end of the words.
"Passenger Princess? Really?" He says looking up at me as I shrug, shoving another chip into my mouth.
"When the hell did you put that on anyway?" He asks resting his hands on his hips.
"A month ago," I hum as I look at the sticker.
"Since when did you think you could just put stickers on baby?" he says in almost a scoff as he reaches to start picking at the sticker. I reach over and smack his hand to stop him from picking at it. "Since you fucked me in the backseat of her" I say with a glare in my eye.

"Oh yeah..." He says almost like he forgot about it. I hum as I look at the gas pump and point at it. "It's done" I say as I open the car door and slide into my seat as he takes the nozzle and puts it back into the holder, closing the small little fuel door as he goes walking to the driver side, getting in and starting the car. He quickly pulled away from the pump and back on the highway. I kicked my feet back up on the dashboard and I feel my eyes start getting irritated. I groan and I open up the sun visor and open the flap to the mirror. I blinked as I rubbed my eye and looked into the mirror.

"You good?" Dean asks, looking at me then back at the road. "Yeah... eyelash" I mutter as I try my best to pinch out the eyelash from my eye. I eventually get it out and squeeze my eyes shut. I was about to shut the visor when I heard Dean.
"Wait" I stop and look over at him as I finish rubbing my eye. "Really Y/N?" He says looking at me then back at the road. I furrow my brow confused at first, but I look back at the mirror and see the sticker I put there. It was a sticker of just my name in fancy lettering.
"What?" I say with a shrug. "Why?" He asks, keeping his eyes on the road. "Because" He rolls his eyes and puts his forehead in his hand. 

"What else did you put in here without telling me?" He asks and I think for a moment before I open the glove box and push his stash of phones to the side to show a box that has a stash of makeup and random shit, I carry around with me. He shakes his head, but I laugh, mostly because I'm surprised, he's only noticed this stuff now.

"I'm really surprised you're just noticing this stuff now" I hum as I lean back into my seat looking at him as I shut the glovebox. "Yeah yeah, whatever" he grumbles under his breath as he keeps one hand on the steering wheel. I sigh and smile as I look at him, I slide myself to the middle seat getting myself closer to him. I grab his chin and pull his cheek as I lean up and kiss it softly. I leaned away and looked up at him. I could see a smirk twitching onto his face as he took his hand and rested it on my thigh.

It started just as a light press on my thigh, but he slowly dragged his hand more into my inner thigh. I grabbed his hand, stopping him and putting his hand back onto a more proper place on my thigh. His lips in a full smirk now as he glances down at me as I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"You know... I could find us a motel for the night... or we could just pull over" I chuckle at his offer, and I shake my head. "The faster we get this case done... the faster you can get me in some sheets" I hum looking up at him patting his chest and turn my head to look at the road. I hear him let out a long sigh keeping his eyes on the road.

"If you insist princess..."

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Me and Crowley met years ago. Around when he first met the Winchester's and since then he made it his mission to make me fall for him. And he succeeded. Given it took him a good 4 years, but he did it. Sam and Dean, mostly Dean, weren't very happy with the relationship but being you, you got Dean to shut his mouth. I make frequent trips to hell so no demon unless there against Crowley will touch me any that do end up dead.

One of these days was my visiting time to Hell. I walked up to the little entrance and knocked on the door. The demon that usually guards the door swings open the door. She never really bothers checking the door when I'm there, something about 'I knock a certain way'. Whatever that means, I don't question it.
"Crowley knows you're coming early?" she asks, preparing to send me down. I shake my head side to side. "No, I messaged him, but I know how he is with that phone" I grumble as I see the small, amused smirk on her face. I tilt my head as I look at her. "I've never gotten your name" I say, and she looks up with her eyes in a somewhat surprised way.

"Nikki" she says simply before looking back down. Until she looked back up and opened up my way to hell.
"Well... Nikki, I'll be seeing you later" I say with a smile before I step into my entry to hell. I felt a bit dizzy walking in, I look around and there wasn't anyone around. There was usually Jimmy... he usually walked me to Crowley, since Crowley didn't want me getting lost in Hell. Luckily, I basically memorized the way to his throne room. I confidently walked through the halls of Hell until I reached the doors of the throne room. Which surprisingly didn't have any demon's guarding the door. I hum to myself before opening one of the doors and peaking inside. Empty.

I opened the door fully and looked into the room, I stepped inside and looked around the room as I let go of the door letting it slowly shut. I wasn't usually alone in the room, so I looked around the room. My eyes landed on the throne placed up a bit, I walked over to it and ran my finger up the etchings on the chair. Feeling the soft purple velvet, I reach up and poke one of the little pokey bits at the very top. I hum before I look down at the seat and walk in front of it and slide into the throne making myself comfortable. I twisted my body to the side and kicked my legs to hang over one of the armrests before I rest my back on the other as I lean my hand back to look up at the ceiling.

'This is boring...' I think to myself as I continue to look up at the ceiling. I roll my lips together causing them to make a buzzing sound and I slowly shut my eyes. I sit there for what feels like forever when I hear his voice.
"Y/N?" I hear Crowley say, causing me to jump from the suddenness. My heart began to race, and I chuckled.
"Damnit Crowley don't scare me like that" He only smiled and walked over to me as I sat up on the throne. I watch him lean on the side of the throne, he looks down at me and takes his hand to cup my chin. I hum as he drags his thumb across my cheek.

"You're early" he says almost like a question, and I nod. "Dean and Sam got a case but they left me behind... I tried to message you but apparently you can't message me back" I say the second part of my statement with a slight bit of sass, and I feel his grip on my chin tighten a bit tilting my head up to make sure I was looking up at him.
"Now now... don't start talking like moose" he says with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. I shrug and roll my eyes at him. I hum as I stand up and wrap my arms around his neck. He quickly set his hands on my hips as I leaned up and kissed him.
"I missed you" I mutter under my breath with my lips so close to his. "Me too love... me too" he hums and grips slightly tighter on my hips.

"You know love... I still have that collar I go-" I cut him off and glared up at him. "No." he tilts his and pouts. "Come on love... can you at least try it on, you haven't even put it on" I groan and sigh knowing he will never stop bothering me about this. I sigh and roll my eyes.
"Fine... I'll try it on, but that's it!" I watch as a bright grin appears on his face as he slides out of grip and walks like a kid in a candy store to wherever he puts the damn thing. He got me this collar for my birthday, and I've refused to wear it. Convinced I wouldn't like it. He walks back into the room collar in hand. The collar itself had a leash attached to it, but it was a blood red color with black studs all around it with a ring in the middle where the leash was attached to it.

He already had it undone and ready for me to put on. He gets close enough and I take it from his hand. I sigh as I look down at it. I put it around my neck and fastened the buckle. I adjust it to make the ring in the middle in the front sit properly. I droop my arms as I look at Crowley who can't stop smiling, making my face turn red.
"Oh, come on it looks good on you" I didn't notice but he had grabbed the leash, and I felt a yank on it pulling me over to him. I huff as I land in his chest, he reaches down and cups my ass in his hand. I glare up at him and he takes the hand that isn't preoccupied with my ass and uses it to tilt my head up. My face flushed red as he smirks and raises his hand on my ass and smacks down on one cheek. My body jolts and my lips break apart in a small gasp.

I watched as let go of my chin and grabbed on the leash again. The feeling of the leather on my neck was strangely arousing, I wasn't going to admit that to him though. I looked up at him and his hand on my ass started traveling up my back to face, he put his thumb on my bottom lips and pulled it down.
"Can you get on your knees for me baby? ~" I feel my heart flutter at the request, and I nod slowly as I bend down and plop down to the ground on my knees with my hands in between my legs. I stared up at him and I watched as his fingers twitched on the leash as he stared down at me. "Fuck... you're such a good girl for me" he groans his voice shaky and rough. I only make a slight hum as he softly pulls on the leash as he starts to walk.

I don't bother to stand up and I get fully on my hands and knees and crawl behind him until he plops himself into his throne and I sit on my hands and knees in front of him. I watch as he sits up straight up in the chair and starts to pat his thighs.
"Put your hands up here baby" I feel my lip twitch as I do as he asks, and I straighten my back waddling on my knees closer to him until I have my hands resting on his thighs. He cups my chin in his hand, raising my head ever so slightly.
"My... you're so beautiful like this" he says in a soft growl as he reaches and starts to unbuckle his belt. I watch intensely, causing him to purposefully take his time. I pout as I glare up at him and he smirks, finally pulling the belt out of the loops of his pants.

His slow pace causes my breath to hitch as I'm sitting there watching. I wiggle in my spot on my knees as I start to rub my thighs together. I could hear the chuckle coming from his mouth as I sat impatiently. My heart is pounding in anticipation as he slowly gets the button undone. He gets the button undone but sighs and stops looking down at me. I look up at him then back down at his crotch.

"I don't think you've earned it" he hums. I whine as I straighten my back and lean into his lap closer. "N-No please" I pouted out my lips a bit before I got greedy and jolted up and tried going to the zipper. I didn't get too far when he smacked my knuckles with the handle of the leash. I whimper softly as my hands jerk back to their original spot. I glare up at him as he chuckles at my reaction.

"I didn't say you could do that did I?" I shake my head with a glare. "Exactly... now, beg, show me you deserve it" I pout and huff wiggling in my spot. "Please..." He leans into his palm and hums. "You can do better than that sweetheart~" I bite my tongue and huff.
"Please... please my king, let me worship you" I flash him a pair of puppy dog eyes to go along with it. His smirk faltered really quick as his face became... flustered? Me? Making the King of Hell flustered. This felt like a dream. "Shit..." Is all he muttered out as he reached down and started to continue getting his pants down. Except he was much more eager this time around.

I got a clearer view of the bulge that was hidden by his pants as he pulled them down. The tent in his boxers is extremely visible. I fluttered my eyelashes and he looked at me with frustration as he tore down his boxers letting his cock spring upward. I pushed myself up more onto my knees and I gripped on his shaft causing a grunt to come forth from his lips. I gently squeeze on the shaft as I lean in and run my tongue up the exposed part of his shaft up to the tip. I watch as he holds in any sounds he wants to produce as he stares down at me. His fingers twitching around the leash in his hand.

"Fuck... baby don't look at me like that" He groans as I hum around the tip of his cock making him shiver as I slide my mouth slowly down his shaft. I slowly bob my head up and down. I make sure to keep eye contact with him the whole time. Only making him huff and puff even more. He has one hand with a tight grip on the end of the leash while his other hand runs through my hair pushing it out of my face as I continue to bob my head.

I start bobbing my head a bit faster as I feel him hold a chunk of my hair in his hand as I do so. I can see his chest rising and falling at a quick rate as I can feel his grip tightening on my hair. "Y-yes fuck..." he groans keeping his mouth agape as he pants. He feels himself getting too tight of a grip on my hair and moves his hand to the arm of the throne. His knuckles pale white from the tenseness in his hands.

"B-Baby I'm gonna-" I hum as I pull his cock out of my mouth with a pop coming from my lips as I use my hand to pump his shaft at the same pace, I was sucking him to. I watch him groan one last time before he cums. His cum slowly leaks out of his tip, it slowly leaks down the shaft of his cock as I let go of it and rest my hand on his thigh.

"You're perfect..." He huffs and tugs on the leash and I slowly stand up leaning over him. I lean down and kiss him; he smiles into the kiss as I slowly pulp away and look down at him. It was a slightly loving moment when he spoke up. "That collar does look good on you baby~" he chuckles, and I roll my eyes. I stand up straight and cross my arms.

"Oh, shut up..." I huff playfully hitting his chest... even though I wouldn't say it out loud. I actually enjoyed the collar.

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Stupid Winchesters

I swear they always need help with their little "save the world" missions. So, when Rowena got a call from them, I was a bit annoyed to say the least. But I shut my mouth for most of the ride there, because I wasn't letting her go to them alone. We got to the stupid bunker, and I knocked harshly on the bunker door. I didn't hear much until the door swung open and I looked up at the stupid moose. He looked down at me for a moment and turned to his side so me and Rowena had space to walk in. I look at Rowena and I step out of her way and grab her hand and walk with her inside and make sure to hold her hand the whole way down the stairs.

I didn't let go of her hand until we stopped at a table, and she looked at it for a little while. I huffed through my nose and let go of her hand crossing my arms. I only see her smile and shake her head as she starts to unpack her bag and start talking to the boys.

I sat down in a chair right next to her, refusing to leave her side. I would occasionally brush my hand on her lower back, trickling my fingers down her side as I would rub my hand on her thigh. I could hear her huff somewhat when I touched her in certain spots. I couldn't help but stare up at her, she was so beautiful, I didn't want to keep my hands off of her.

I had my hand rested on the back of her thigh as I leaned my head on her hip. I would brash my thumb back and forth right under the cup of her ass. I was so used to seeing her in extravagant dresses so when I looked up at her as she only wore a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, I bought her from a concert I went to. It was almost like brain rot for me. They way the light hit her hair as it fell onto her shoulders. Made me want to go back to worshiping God for creating her. Just for me.

I stare up at her like a little puppy who's not getting enough attention. I unconsciously ran my hand underneath her shirt, pressing my cold hand onto her lower back. This caused her to shiver and stare down at me, I stared back at her while resting my head on her hip. "You're rather touchy today darling" she says, twisting her head back to the spell in front of her. "I can't help it..." I say in almost a whine as I grip on her hip.

She only sighs and goes back to her work, but I could tell slightly I was making it hard for her to focus. I could see in the corner of my eye Sam and Dean every so often glancing over. I made sure to stare over at the holding onto her even tighter. I catch Dean looking over and he stares at me as I stare right back, I run my hand underneath her shirt, never going too much above the lower hem. Dean blinked before sheepishly looking down at the laptop in front of him then sort of side eyed over at Sam. I only huff as I go back to looking up at my queen.

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Me and Rowena finally walked back into the penthouse; she held her stuff in her bag as she started putting it away. "Go get undressed and lay in the bed" I raise an eyebrow at the bluntness, and she looks directly at me. "Did I stutter darling? Go" I roll my shoulders back. "Y-Yes ma'am" I hum as I swiftly spin around walking to our bedroom. I shut the door enough but don't click it shut and I stretch as I slowly slip off my shirt throwing it to the ground.

I was starting on the belt holding up my jeans when I sensed the door swing open and I turned to see Rowena walking in. "You're too slow darling" she mutters as she walks up behind me grabbing the clip of my bra snapping it open and quickly sliding it off my shoulders to the floor making sure to graze my skin very lightly. She then very suddenly and quickly spun me around to face her then pushed me onto the bed. I watch as she crawls on top of me and starts very lightly nipping at the skin on my neck. I breathed heavily as I went to reach up and grab her hips, but when I got close, I felt her grab my hands and pin them beside my head. "You don't get to do the touching" she hums into my ear causing me to groan.

"You're going to know how I felt when you were touching me while the boys were watching" she huffs into my ear before sitting up letting go of my hands and reaching over to the bedside table grabbing a pair of handcuffs from the bedside drawer. I hum and stare up at her as she grips my hands putting them together, putting on the cuffs in a way that is wrapped around a bar of the headboard so I can move my hands.

I shuffle in my spot and huff as I feel her lips start brushing my skin making my breath shallow and quick. Her lips connected to the skin of my collarbone and pressed small ticklish kisses on my skin. "s-shit" I groan as I ball up my fists unable to hold onto anything but myself. "You don't get to touch me... you did quite enough of that today" she whispers into my ear, causing me to shiver from the feeling of her hot breath down my neck. I let out a grumble from deep in my throat causing her to chuckle.

"Getting frustrated love?" she taunts and kisses down my neck, down my collarbone to my chest. I take a deep breath when she grabs the cup of my breast and wraps her lips around my nipple sucking softly on it. I groan, my head thrown back onto the pillow.

My breathing became more elevated as her lips started traveling lower and down my stomach. She gets down to my half-unbuttoned jeans and uses her teeth to unbutton them the rest of the way. I lifted my head up slightly so I could watch her as she slowly pulled down the zipper. She grabs the waistband of my pants and yanks them down my legs. I lift my feet slightly so she can get them off easier and to the floor they go.

I watch as she rests her head in-between my legs and presses small nips and kisses on my inner thighs. I huff as I wiggle my body downward making myself closer to her. I hear her chuckle as she takes her thumb and starts to rub small circles onto my covered clit. I still had my underwear on, I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. I arch my back slightly, my body itching for more.

"You're getting greedy love" she hums as I whine as she starts to circle my clit even lighter barely pressing on it. "Come on, please" I huff as I sit my head up and make a pouty face. I watch as she adds a bit of more pressure on it causing me to make a slight gasp. I bite the inside of my cheek as she pulls her hand away and starts sliding my panties off my body and to the floor with my jeans.

I watched as she grabbed my legs and bent them up as she pressed her face closer to me. I lean my head back onto the pillow when I feel his lips press onto my clit. I let out soft little breaths and moans as she sucks and uses her tongue to massage the area. My clit itself almost felt like it was pulsating from the pleasure she created with her mouth. All I could hear from her was little hums as she sucked on the area. I couldn't get enough.

I could barely move the cuffs holding my hands in place as I stared at the ceiling. My brain solely focused on the pleasure in-between my legs. I start moaning a bit louder as I start feeling the pressure between my legs building up. "Oh... fuck" I gasp as I ball up my fists and start breathing a little heavier. I lift my head up to look at her as I can feel my legs starting to feel weak.

I gasp when I reach my peak and my head flings back onto the pillow and I pant heavily. "Fuck..." Is the only word I could muster up as I feel her slowly move her head away from my wobbly legs. She slowly lags my legs down and crawls up to my face. She places a loving kiss on my lips, I could taste myself on them. She slowly pulls away and smirks down at me. 

"Did you learn your lesson?" She asks cupping my cheek in her hand rubbing it with her thumb. I pause and shake my head. "Not at all," I say with a laugh. And we both then just started to laugh to each other.

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I sat on my laptop, per usual scrolling through possible cases. I stopped scrolling when I heard my phone start to ring from the coffee table. I lean over and pick it up to look at the contact. It was Bobby. I click the answer button and put the phone to my ear holding it there with my shoulder. "Hey Bobby, What's up?" I ask as I stare at my computer screen as I continue to scroll.

"Yeah, hey Y/N I was wondering if you could come with me with a case" He asks in his usual gruff voice. I hum. "Yeah, I'm down... message me the address?". "Yeah, see you there" he says before hanging up rather quickly, but that was quite normal for him. He wasn't one for long "unneeded" conversation. I shut my laptop, tossing it to the side as I groaned, pushing myself off the couch. I grab my duffle bag and stuff it with the essentials, every fake ID I had and my FBI suit trying my hardest not to wrinkle it up.

I shove my laptop in the bag and headed out to my truck bag and keys in hand. I open the driver door and hop in, throwing my bag into the passenger seat. I pull my phone from my pocket as it goes off and there's the address from Bobby. I copy and paste the address and put it into my GPS app. The address was in Florida which was going to be quite a drive. I set my phone down and press the button on the app for it to start giving me directions and put the truck in drive.

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I drove for hours, stopping occasionally to get a gas station cup of coffee until finally came upon the address which was a motel. I pulled in and looked around to see Bobby's truck. I pulled in right beside it and leaned back in my seat as I shut off the truck's engine and turned off the GPS. I look down at my phone and turn it on, I open my contacts and click on the call button beside Bobby's name.

I put the phone to my ear and let the phone ring. It was a little while until I got an answer and here his grumbled voice through the phone. "Yeah?" Is all I hear. "What room?" I say getting straight to the point. "Oh... um" I hear some rustling through the phone before I get an answer. "102" he says with a huff like he just plopped back down. I grab my bag and crawl out of my truck locking it as I start walking. "Alright walking over" I say as I hang up and shove my phone into my pocket and walk closer in the direction of the room making sure to follow the numbers.

I got to the door and tried opening it, but it was locked so I knocked on the door. I stood leaning on the outside frame of the door as I heard Bobby, walk over to the door and unlock it swinging it open. I look at Bobby as I pat his shoulder as I walk past him into the room. He sighs and swings the door shut and walks over plopping down onto the edge of one of the beds. I throw my bag onto one of the tables and sit down into a chair as Bobby rubs his eyes.

"So, you want to tell me what you dragged my ass down here for?" I hum kicking my feet up onto the table. "Fairies," he says, scratching his jawline. "Fairies?" I hum and he nods. "So, what do you need me for?" I ask. "To either kill them or convince them to leave this guy alone" I nod. "When do you want to head out?" I ask, shuffling in the chair. "Give me 15 minutes" he says standing up and grabbing his bag and walking to the bathroom shutting the door.

I sat at the table; my boots kicked up on it as I waited for Bobby to come out of the bathroom. I hear the toilet flush and soon after the door swings open showing Bobby in his usual attire. I stand up stuffing my gun into my pants leaving the handle out. "Alright" I hear Bobby grumble as he grabs his stuff and heads to the door where I follow.

We walk out of the room making sure Bobby locks it behind us. "Your truck?" I ask and he nods as he walks alongside me over to his truck. I get into the passenger seat and don't bother putting on my seat belt as Bobby gets into the driver seat. I lean in the seat as I watch out the window as he starts the truck letting it run for a moment before I speak up with a bit of a chuckle.

"Let's go kill some Fairies"

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I huff as I wipe glitter from my clothes as we walk out of this craft shop after killing quite a few fairies. They weren't what I was suspecting in the slightest. They looked like fully grown men just smaller. One of them threw glitter on me to distract me. And get this, I thought it was only Jinn who could "grant wishes" but these little suckers can too. Well, more like make it more likely for the wish to come true. So apparently Bobby has that. One of the suckers touched him and you know...

Me and Bobby decided to spend one more night at the motel then we would go our separate ways again. When we got there, I had to get a shower, try and get this glitter off of me. We get into the room, and I shut and lock the door behind us, and I huff as I walk to the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower" I say as I shut the door, not giving him time to answer.

I turn on the water and get undressed out of my glitter covered clothes and into the shower. The warm water running down my chest as I try to get most of the glitter that got onto my skin, off. This seemed harder than killin them damn things, the glitter just stuck to me as much as it could. I kept going until I couldn't get any more off and shut off the shower. I step out and grab a towel drying myself off, that's when I realize I didn't grab any clothes to change into. I sigh and I wrap the towel around my waist.

I open the bathroom door a smidge and I peak out the crack of the bathroom door, no bobby. Where did he go, I don't know but I needed clothes, so I walked out of the bathroom making sure to hold the towel making sure to cover everything. I get to my duffle bag and open it up grabbing some simple boxers, shorts and a t-shirt. I was grabbing the t-shirt when Bobby unlocked the door and came back into the room. He froze when he shut the door and saw me. I froze, I looked at my clothes in one hand and the other holding up the towel. He had two bags of food in his hands while we just stared at each other for a moment.

I slowly backed up into the bathroom slowly shutting the door finally able to take a breath. I looked in the fogged-up mirror, and after wiping away the condensation I could see how red my face was. I took a deep breath and changed into my clothes and hung up my towel. I took a breath before walking out into the main room and seeing Bobby at the table eating a burger he got. He looked up but didn't say anything to me. There was a bag on the opposite end of the table which I assumed was mine. I walked over without a word and sat down in the chair across from him.

I dug into the bag and started eating up the food. I could feel his eyes glance up at me every once in a while. I could feel the awkward tension in the room as we ate our food. I plopped down the burger and used a napkin to wipe my face as I chewed the bite in my mouth. "So... what was your wish?" I ask looking up with my eyes at Bobby who stops eating. He looks at me and sets down the burger. "Nothing..." he mutters, obviously avoiding the question. I roll my eyes and set the burger crossing my arms. "Come on, it can't be that bad" he shrugs and looks out the motel window through the curtains.

He had his chin in his palm, which I knew meant he was either thinking or avoiding something. And in this situation, I was thinking of the second option. "Come on man, you know I'm not the judgy type" he sighs and drops his hand on his chin, to the table. "God, Ima sound like a 12-year-old girl" he grumbles leaning back in the chair. "I may or may not have feelings for a certain person in my life" he says with an annoyed smile then back to his normal expression. I raise an eyebrow and smirk. "Ooo~ someone's got a crush" I say in a teasing voice making him roll his eyes.

"Come on, who is it? Judy?" he furrows his brows and shakes his head. "Ellen?". "What? Y/N no" he huffs and crosses his arms. "Come on bobby? Is it... Crowley?" I say with a slight bit of concern, he looks at me like I'm stupid. "Idjit! No!". "Hey, don't yell at me, I don't care about what gender you're attracted to just making sure it wasn't a demon" he only rolls his eyes. There's a long pause and I hum. "So, is it a guy?" I say and he doesn't respond, almost answering my question. I raise my eyebrows slightly and he looks away. "Com-" I was cut off, but he raised his voice a bit. "It's you, you fucking Idjit" I freeze up and stare, blinking slowly.

There was a silence that lasted almost forever. I would look from the table up to him when he wasn't looking. I stand up slowly and walk over to his side of the table. I grab his face by the cheeks making him look up at me, pressing my lips on his. There was his initial shock, but I felt him grab the back of my neck holding me tightly. I kissed him. It almost felt like a sigh of relief. I pulled my lips away from him and I felt him stand up and pressing his lips against mine. But after a moment he jerked away looking at me holding my shoulders. "This better not be some shit those stupid fairies are pulling" I chuckle and take a deep breath. "I don't believe so" I chuckle, and he grumbles but goes back to kissing my lips.

I slowly backed him up to one of the beds, sliding his jacket off slowly as I slowly laid him down on the bed crawling on top of him. I could feel the hairs of his beard tickling my face as I continued kissing him, the tickling making me giggle. I stop myself when I start to move my hand up his shirt. I let out a breath as I sat up, Bobby looking up at me. "Why'd you stop?" he asks, and I hum. "I-... I don't want to go too far" I scratch the back of my neck, and he nods. He scoots to the side of the bed; I lay down next to him and look at him with the pillow under my ear. I reached over and turned off the lamp on the bedside table. I scoot in close to him.

"If it means anything... I have a crush on you to" I got a laugh as he put his hand around me and rested on my back. There was a content sigh that came from him as he pressed his forehead on mine.

"It means a lot..."

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I was sitting around in this ghost town bar. My whole family were hunters; I naturally followed in everyone's footsteps. Sadly, I was not gifted with my family's natural seeming strength. I had to work for it. I was in a daze when I heard a glass being sat right in front of me. I look up and see Ellen with a grin on her face.
"There you go sweet pea, on the house" I sigh and chuckle as I lift up the drink and swirl it around. I guess I looked obviously sad because I felt Ellen pat my shoulder with a comforting look on her face.

The reason for the look on my face was my brothers. They were nightmares to work with; an argument could come at any corner. Today was just not a great day with them. I came to Ellens quite a bit because of these arguments, she was one of the few people I could confide in over it. The place was completely empty with the sound of a fly that would fly by, buzzing in my ear. I go to sip my drink but the rusted door swings over and two tall men stomp their way in. I look at Ellen and she has a smile on her face.
"Hey boys" she said, as she set down a glass she just dried and walked out from behind the bar and held her arms for a hug which they fell into. Each giving her a quick hug.

I sat until Ellen turned to look at me. "Y/N, this is Sam and Dean" I stand up and walk over to them. The bigger of the two already had his hand out. I give him a firm handshake and reach and give the other boy one to. I stand awkwardly next to Ellen after the interaction. "So, what are you boys here for?" she asks with her arms crossed. "Sam and I needed somewhere to crash that wasn't a motel room" he says with a gruff voice. Ellen sort of laughs. "You boys are welcome to stay but the beds aren't too much better" Dean just shrugs not caring that much.

"Well, you can either clean yourselves up or I start pouring up some drinks" There was a small pause. "Dri-" "Cle-" They both try to speak at the same time. Dean looks at Sam and slaps his shoulder. "You can go clean up; I'm drinking" he says walking to the bar as Sam shakes his head. I look at the bar and make my way back to my seat I was at before they walked in. Dean was only one seat down from me as I grabbed the drink that I didn't get a sip into and put it to my lips and knocked it back, swallowing it all down in one fell swoop. I sit it down and Ellen had gotten Dean his own glass to drink from. She grabbed the bottle and poured a generous amount into the glass.

I gently shake my glass a bit with a smile. She walks over and pours about the same amount of liquid into the glass. I could feel a small stare on me, but I ignored it, that's until I felt someone sit right next to me. "So... tell me about yourself" he hums, sipping his drink.

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Me and Dean sat for about 6 hours just blabbering about God knows what. Ellen just left us with the bottle as we split it. We shared this liquor bottle till its last drop splitting it pretty evenly. His brother had head to bed leaving me and him fully alone.
"You said you had an impala?" I hum blinking like I was trying to keep my eyes open. He nods and waves his keys like a teen who just got his first car.
"Can I get a look?" I ask, ready to stand from the barstool. He stands up and stubbles a bit from the stool to the floor. I follow suit walking behind him outside. The car was lit by the yellow glow of the outside lights.

"She's a beauty" I chuckle as I circle the car, trying not to stumble over my feet. Dean laughed a bit and leaned on the car as he watched me circle all the way around till I got back to him. I stand next to him as I stare up at him. There was a long pause before I felt his hand snake onto my lower back. I tense up from the feeling which seemingly makes his hand start to grip onto my shirt. My face and body started to become hot; I wasn't sure if it was from my current circumstance or from the alcohol.

I gulp when I feel his breath getting closer to my neck, his breath hot causing me to shiver. I stare straight, my stomach in knots as I feel his head slide into the crook of my neck.
"...w-what are you doing?" I ask, biting the inside of my cheek. He grunts and grabs my waist tighter, I huff as I feel him pull me into him, pressing my back against his chest. I glanced around as I felt his lips brushing against my neck.

"Backseat..." I hear his gruff voice whisper into my ear. He loosens his grip on me letting me turn around to face him. I watch him lean over and open the door to the impala and sloppily crawl into the backseat. And I guess against my better judgement I followed suit. Crawling into the back, halfway there I feel him pull me on top of him. He lets out a grunt but holds onto my hips pulling me closer to him. I grip the edge of the top of the seat as I stare down at him. I feel him start to move my hips front to back making me grind on him. I felt his cock rock hard under me as I was moved on top of it. Without thinking I felt myself getting hard as well.

I stifle a grunt as he lays back panting. I started doing it myself without his assistance, allowing his hands to slide down and unbuckle his belt and unbuttoning his jeans pushing them down only a bit. Enough to show the waistband and bit more of his boxers. I looked down to watch him reach into his boxers and pull his cock just enough, so the tip peaked out. This causes me to grind faster. Making him moan and grip the seat.

"Fuck..." he stutters as he watches my hips grind in him. My head was still pretty fuzzy from the alcohol but even when I started to think the slightest bit straight, I didn't want to stop. It felt amazing, though I could be thinking that because I hadn't had sex in a while, being on the job most of the time I never seemed to find anyone or the time. So, I kept going, grinding on here his shaft was. Changing the pace on what reaction I would get out of him. 

I could feel my cock throbbing in my pants with every noise that came from his mouth.
"Sl-Slow do-- Ah!" Before he could even finish his sentence, I watched cum squirt out of his cock landing on his own stomach. I stop moving, taking deep breaths as we both take time to breath, not moving from the situation. I slowly sit up and flop back to the end of his feet brushing my hair back with my hand. I sat finally noticing I had cum as well, the sticky residue still in my pants.

"Shit..." I mutter softly under my breath, but a sound never came from Dean as he laid there staring at the ceiling of the car. I stared at the fogged-up windows from our breath as we sat across from each other. I watched as Dean's staring turned to sleep as he passed out. I lick my lips and rub them together as I slowly crawl to the front and get out of the car. I stumbled inside and to the bathroom to clean myself up. 

I wasn't fully sure if I was going to bring this up in the morning... If he was going to, eh- that's going to be a future problem. Future me will deal with it.

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I was raised as, in the vampire community, would call a blood bag. I was taken from my family at an extremely young age, 7 to be exact. The nest that took me drained my parents and took me to live with them on the road. They weren't able to brainwash me like they hoped to do. I was naturally a stubborn child so when they told me to do things I never wanted to do them, I would make a scene, the whole 9 yards. So, when I started getting older, I would listen in on their conversations, I overheard one of them. They talked about how if I didn't start complying with them, I would be... removed. I was very aware of what that meant. So, I sucked up my pride and started complying with what they wanted, all to keep myself alive. I kept this on for years, up until I hit the age of 17. They let me leave the house alone for the first time in years. It was a grocery run for me. They gave me some cash and a time restriction and sent me on my way. The only place close was a gas station, which is where I ran into Sam and Dean.

I was roaming the aisles when I overheard their conversation about a vampire's nest, and I saw this as my way out and I jumped at it. Long story short, I helped them kill the nest that had held me captive for years. They helped me... They initially tried to send me to Judy's, but she told them she didn't have any more room in her house, so I ended up staying in the bunker with them. It's been 2 years now and they boys treat me like a little sister. Dean even gave me my first beer. Taught me how to shoot, fight anything I would need to do to handle myself if they weren't around to keep me safe.

Though how I met Crowley was a strange set of circumstances. I was with Dean at a bar when he left me alone and Crowley sat next to me; he talked to me at first like I was trying to sleep with Dean which in itself made me want to puke. I'd seen that man piss himself from being blackout drunk, I'm good. I pretty much laughed in Crowley's face, and he looked extremely confused but also had a mischievous look in his eye. He slowly started flirting with me, ordering the fruitiest umbrella drink ever. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was rather charming. That's when I saw one of Dean's angel blades press up against his neck. He didn't move a whole lot but kept a cheeky smile on his face as Dean explained who he was to me. I was taken back from the situation, but little did I know that would have been far from the last time I'd see his face.

I started seeing him and bumping into him so much that it couldn't have been a coincidence. It started with stuff I could have passed off as my imagination, seeing him in the corner of my eye type stuff. Then he got bolder and would just be where I was, right out in the open for me to see. Seemed like he always knew where I was. I never said anything to Dean or Sam, mainly because he never did anything violent or malicious. He would hover and blabber to me about his duties down in hell. I started getting used to him being around, would I say comfortable. I started talking with him as well instead of just listening to him. He started bringing me little gifts, flowers, stuffed animals, even little stuff I would mention in conversations with him. Sam and Dean started getting confused how I would just be getting this stuff, but they chalked it up to me using one of the credit cards without their knowledge.

Though my secret had to start crumbling at some point, that came when he asked me on a proper date. I had to sneak out that night, which was ok when I left, but they had many questions when I got home and why I was so dressed up. I didn't lie, not fully anyway. I told them I had a date but never with whom. They seemed to slowly accept that it was just some "random guy". But the more I snuck out the more that lie didn't seem to work. The last straw came when me and Crowley became official. So that day, I sat Sam and Dean down and told them everything. Sam sat silent, while Dean was fuming at the ears. Started yelling and pacing around the room as I sat with my hands in my lap.

Dean for a while didn't trust me a whole lot. Took me months to convince him that Crowley wasn't just trying to use me to get close to them and that I wouldn't tell him anything they didn't want me to. Our relationship was never the same, but it healed the best it could have in that situation. On my 20th birthday, Sam and Dean made me a cake and got me presents but sadly had to leave due to an emergency call from Judy. I was completely fine with this as I had the bunker to myself. At this point me and Crowley had been dating for a little over a year. He was very slow with me; I wasn't very skilled in the kissing department. He was gentle and slow as I got used to kissing him.

I decided to invite him over to the bunker since I knew Sam and Dean weren't going to be home for a while. I messaged him about how I was home alone, and that's when I heard a loud knock on the bunker door. I hopped up and opened up the door and watched him slide inside as I closed the door behind him.
"Hello, darling" he says, grabbing my hands and pressing small kisses on my knuckles. Making my stomach flutter as I leaned in for a hug. "How's my little butterfly's birthday going?" I cringe and laugh at the nickname at the same time. "Alright, better now that you're here" I hum as I look up at him. He smiles and backs up slightly, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a long rectangle box. My eyes flutter as he opens it to show a dainty diamond necklace. I didn't get to say anything before he took it out and walked behind me and put the necklace around my neck and clips it. His fingertips brush against my neck causing a shiver to go down my spine and my heart to race.

"It's beautiful" I mutter, holding the main diamond up off my chest to get a look at it. I lay it back down on my chest and look up at him. He smiled as I leaned in and pressed a peck on his lips. I held his hand as I walked him to my room, my room was filled with mostly just stuff her had gotten me. He hadn't seen my room before this, so he just blinked and took a look around nodding as he went. I slowly slid onto my bed sitting criss-cross towards the head of the bed. He got his look in and joined me on the bed sitting on the edge. It felt slightly strange being fully alone with him, we mostly hung out and had dates in public settings. There was always someone there keeping us from being fully alone.

I could see him looking at me, there was some lustful intent behind it, I could tell. But it didn't feel dirty or gross like I expected it to. I slowly make my way and crawl over to him and into his lap. I could feel he was a bit taken aback by my action. I stuff my face into his neck as I wrap my arms around his neck.
"What's all this?" He asks as I start nuzzling into his neck. I'm quiet for a while before I mutter. "I thrust you..." Once I say it, I feel his hands hold tighter onto my waist holding me close. "You sure?" he whispers in my ear; I nod, lifting my head to look him in the eye. He rubs his lips together and lifts me up, he sets me down where he was on the edge of my bed and gets on his knees in front of me.

I felt my fingers twitch as his fingertips grazed my arm. He moved his hands to the buttons of my flannel and started one by one, slowly unbuttoning it. I allowed myself to relax as the flannel slid off my shoulders leaving me in my bra. I watched him remove his suit jacket and untie his tie. I reached to him and finished taking off his tie for him, while I started at the buttons of his shirt. I got them all undone and he rolled his shirt off his shoulders letting it hit the floor. He reached up and around me and slowly and unclipped each clip that kept my bra together, giving me a chance to stop him if I wanted. I let out a solid deep breath when I felt all the clips release. I let the bra fall forward letting my breast free. He leans up and his breath hits my skin, his starts pressing little kisses on the underside of my breasts making my breath stagger.

He gently lifted me up, laying me down flat on the bed. He spent what felt like forever kissing up and down my body. Every inch of skin his lips could reach was kissed by him. He slowly unbuckled his belt and sat it to the side, his pants slid off as well. I on my own unbuttoned my jeans and wiggled out of them and threw them gently to the floor. He leaned down and kissed all down my thighs, every time his lips got close to my crotch my hips wanted to push up. I watch him smirk causing my face to go red, turning my head to look away. I feel his thumbs slide under the fabric of my underwear and graze off of me.

I feel a shiver go down my back feeling cold air hit me. I was laid on my back as I slowly glanced up at him as he hovered on top of me. I feel him lift my hips and use his thumb to rub my clit, making my abdomen tense up. I let out shaky breaths as I grip onto the sheets.
"F-Fuck..." I mutter under my breath as he uses his thumb circling my clit. He lifts my hips up a little more and replaced his thumb with his mouth. Sucking and using his tongue right on my clit making me squirm slightly. He was slow and rubbed the outsides of my thighs as he went to work. I tried my hardest not to squirm around and keep my noise to a minimum. My legs started to tense up and shake from the feeling getting or intense. I started to pant when he stopped and lifted up his head.

I stared at him for a while until he lifted me up and put himself where I was setting me on top of him. For once in my life, I felt this slight semblance of control. I had my hands resting on his chest as I felt my toes curl from nerves. I held onto him as I slowly raised my hips, I felt him hold me up as he adjusted himself to my entrance. I sucked in a breath when I felt his tip slide inside me. He held me gently, helping me take it slowly sliding me down on top of him. I grabbed and held one of his hands, he intertwined his fingers with mine as I got fully down on top of him. I kept still for a while as he brushed his thumb across my knuckles.

That's when I got the courage to move, I started grinding front to back adding the sensation to my clit. I felt my toes curl up as I continued to move, his other hand rested on my hips as he drew circles into them with his fingers. Adding a big amount of comfort to the moment. I started to moan and let out shaky breaths as I started to pick up the pace. Crowley slowly put both hands on my hips and helped me move at a steadier pace. It wasn't too long until I started to feel myself coming, it was like a quick intense burst in between my legs that caused my entire body to clench up and become extremely sensitive. I felt my legs become weak and shake as I did my best to keep myself up. He had a proud smirk on his face as he pushed hair out of my face.

After a moment, after the intensity wore off, I felt myself start to tear up. I go to cover my face, but he stops me with a confused look on his face as tears start to stream down my face.
"Baby?" he asks softly, and I cry even more, my face turning red. I felt him grab my face with a concerned expression. "Why are you crying love?" I take a deep breath to keep back tears. "Nothing... Just... No one's been this gentle to me" I started crying again, I was still on top of him, so he slowly lifted me off of him and cradled me in his arms. I cried for a little while but calmed down eventually as he rubbed my back. I had my face laying on his shoulder as I held him close. 

"I love you darling..."

"I love you too..."

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Dean Winchester~

Not the most comforting but he tries his best. He will spend most of his days when he's not on hunts with you on the couch playing with your hair while you watch some chick flick he secretly enjoyed. He tries cooking for you, but he only makes you burgers though... he does make one mean burger, so you don't complain.

~~~

I sit on the couch as I hear the sizzling and pop coming from the kitchen followed by the aroma of cooking meat wafting in the nose. I couldn't help but get up and walk over to the kitchen where I found Dean, in his little apron flipping a burger in a pan. I stop at the door frame for a moment before walking over to him and setting my forehead against his back. This causes him to jump not noticing I was there.

He sighs and takes a deep breath. "Say something next time hun" I only grunt as I keep my head pressed on his back. I can only feel a stifled laugh as I dramatically sniffed in the smell the burger was producing. I feel him start to move away from the stove, so I put my head up and he had moved the pan off the flame and put the burger on a bun before adding my favorite toppings and pushing the top bun on top. He lifts the plate and hands it over to me. I could feel my mouth watering as I turned to walk to the table before I moved to far though he said "I got you some more of your beers"

I nod as I open the fridge and grip a beer pulling it out before letting the door shut on its own as I sit down with the plate in front of me. Before I dug in, I turned my head to see Dean untying the apron off his body. "You're the best boyfriend you know that?" I chuckle as I turn back to my plate and pick up the burger, shoving it into my mouth. He laughed as he threw his apron on the counter walking over to me. He leaned down grabbing my head and pushing it over to him pressing a firm kiss on my temple.

"You make it pretty known" he hums as he grabs a beer from the fridge and cracks it open taking a sip of it. He joins me at the table and sits across from me as I eat my burger occasionally taking sips of my own beer. "Want me to run you a bath, for when you're done?" I nod as I chew my mouthful of food. He takes a gulp of his beer before getting up leaving me alone with my food.

It took me less than 7 minutes to finish that burger…

Sam Winchester~

Is like a pure born gentleman, more than usual. Refuses to go on hunts unless it sounds like it sounds like Dean would need him. Will lay in bed with you all day and only gets up when you do. Gentle touches galore.

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I laid in bed feeling slightly nauseous as Sam talked to Dean on the phone outside my door. I lay and waited for him to come back and lay with me, but I got too impatient and rolled out of bed taking my time as I walked slowly to my door and cracked it open. Sam turned to look at me but continued to talk with Dean on the phone. I walk up to Sam and wrap my arms around him, putting my face into his chest.

He smiled down at me and put the hand that wasn't holding his phone on my lower back. He softly rubbed on my lower back while he talked with Dean. Sam finally hangs up the phone and stuffs it into his pocket putting his now empty hand on my lower back joining the other one.

"I told you I wouldn't be long hun" he hums and rubs softly on my lower back. "I know" I mutter and nuzzle my nose into his chest causing him to chuckle. He keeps a nice grip on my hip when he pulls me gently back into my room and lays me down. He lays right next to me on his back letting me press my head onto his chest. He grabs my thigh and pulls it up so that it rests on his lower stomach. He softly draws circles with his thumb into my thigh as I relax in his arms until Dean comes home and ruins the mood.

Castiel~

This sweet boy does in depth research on everything that happens during a woman's period. He tried asking Dean what to do but he just shrugged so he went to Sam who was a little more helpful than Dean but didn't say a whole lot. He has a habit of treating you like a cripple and you're not allowed up unless it's to use the bathroom. Brings you anything you could ask for and doesn't go on hunts during this time for your sake.

~~~

I lay in my bed as I try not to curl up as I feel the sharp pain of a cramp hit me. I groan to myself as I stare at the ceiling. I tried to relax when I heard my door creak open, and I saw Castiel's head peak into the room. Once he sees I'm away he walks into the room with a glass of ice water in his hand and a pill bottle in the other. We had run out of Tylenol, so I sent him on a store run for it. "Oh, thank you Cas" I say almost like a plea as I force my body to sit upward.

He handed me the bottle and I twisted open the child proof top after a few tries. I took out 2 pills and popped them into my mouth using the water to swallow them. I set the water down and flop down into my bed. "Is there anything else I can get you?" I hear him ask softly. I look up at him and reach my arms out for him. I had done this many times before and he noticed it meant I wanted him to lay with me. He nods and slides his trench coat off, setting it neatly to the side. He slides himself in between my legs, putting his chest on my stomach and laying down. I calmly lay there running my fingers through his hair till I fell asleep.

Gabriel~

He's a goof. That's a given, he loves giving you cuddles and receiving any attention that you dare to give him. Does frequent store runs for you get you anything you want. He complains very little when you're on your period and waits until it's done to be his usual annoying self.

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I sit on my couch with a heating pad on my abdomen as I stare up at the ceiling in boredom. I jolt when I hear the soft flutter of wings and look over the couch to see Gabriel holding multiple bags in his hands. I let out a sigh of relief as I plop back down on my back. "Hello to you too, sugar" I huff as I lay there not taking his sarcasm. "Don't start" I shut my eyes as I heard him walking over. I feel him grab my legs slowly lifting them up and sitting down on the couch putting my legs in his lap.

"I got you... those Candy's you asked for... and oh, the store didn't have you brand of [whatever period product you use] so I talked to the girl on the counter, and she told me these were similar, so I got these" I open my eyes to look at the brand and I nod. He put the product back into the bag. "I got you those energy drinks you like as well, they were on sale" I hum and nod. He did this every time he came back from the store with anything. He loved just showing me what he got, and every time I just sat and listened, giving him small noises to show I was paying attention.

"Yeah... I'll go put this stuff away and make you a snack and we can watch that movie you wanted to watch with me" I slid out from under my legs and walked up to my head, he leaned down and gave me a peak on the lips before shuffling off to put the stuff away. As he leaves the room I mutter under my breath "Love you too"

Lucifer~

Does nothing. He acts like this is a burden to him and almost refuses to be around you. His presence just seems to annoy you anyway, so he just leaves and thinks about it like a weeklong vacation. He'll get his little demons to do the work of "taking care of you" which is mostly you complaining about everything under the sun. The only times he comes around is when you're horny... that he can help with.

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I grumbled as I picked up my phone and called Lucifer. Of course, he didn't answer the first 3 times, but I continued to call him. On the 5th try he finally picked up the phone. "What?" he asks in an irritated voice. I took a deep breath and I asked calmly. "Where are you?" He paused for a moment before answering. "Italy"

I perk up and I smile over the phone. "Can you bring me back some food?" I ask as I walk around my room. "No" he says bluntly, and I pout. "Please~" I pleaded over the phone as I plop down on the edge of our bed. He was silent for a while as I started annoyingly begging for him to bring me back food. Until he randomly hung up the phone. I go quiet and stare down at the phone before screaming in frustration and throwing the phone into a wall. One of the demons, ordered to watch me, peaks in the door. "Is everything alright?" he asks nervously.

"Get the fuck out." I grumble laying my back down on my bed. "Yes ma'am" he says softly, shutting the door leaving me alone.

I lay there or what feels forever when I hear a flutter of wings and I jolt up spinning to face the noise to see Lucifer standing there with a somewhat annoyed expression. I smile widely as I hop up and wrap my arms around him squeezing him tightly. He places one hand on my lower back as his other holds something. I turn to see what he's holding and see a to go box in his hand. I let go of him and snatched the box from his hand. I recognize the to-go box from my favorite restaurant in Italy when he takes me. I open the box to see it's my favorite.

"Aw... thank you Luci" I say, setting the box on the bed and squeezing him again. "Yeah, yeah" he grumbles under his breath as his hands rest on my lower back. I tilt my head back to look up at him, I place a soft quick kiss on his lips before I wiggle out of his grasp grabbing the to-go box and sitting with my back on the headboard of the bed. I take the fork/spoon/hands and dig into the food sitting in front of me.

I finished up and wiped my hands and mouth, setting the box to the side. Lucifer had sat down beside me and just sat in silence. Once I had the box off my lap, I felt hands wrap around the hips and pull me. I huff as Lucifer drags me into his lap, he stares up at me as I his hands travel from my hips up until his hands start snaking up my shirt. I giggle, his touch soft and ticklish, and I shake my head. "Fine..." I grumble, smashing my lips against his.

Crowley~

If he's not busy he'll do anything you ask of him. ANYTHING. Though he does try to keep the demons away, so they don't see him acting 'weak'. Treats you like a queen more than he already does. He loves going and getting massages with you though probably his top favorite activity.

~~~

I stand outside a spa that Crowley told me to meet him at. I stood awkwardly by the door when I saw him in his suit come walking over to me. He leans into me and presses and kisses on my cheek with a smile. "You ready for a day of pampering love?" he asks, grabbing my hand and putting his other hand in his pocket. I nod as we walk in, and he talks to the girl at the front desk.

The girl points us to the private massage room where we were left alone to get changed. Once the girl leaves the room, we get to get undressed. I didn't have to do much work though because Crowley came up behind me and lifted my shirt over my head for me. He stood behind me while unclipping my bra and letting it fall to the floor. My shoulders relax from that feeling alone. I had brought a bag to put my clothes in and I had a pair of shorts I was going to wear so I felt more comfortable. I could hear Crowley getting undressed behind me.

I hopped up on the massage table and pressed my chest awkwardly on the table as I slid on, I crossed my arms and laid my head onto my arms. Crowley got on his table making sure he covered his bottom half with a towel as he stared over at me as I laid on the table. It wasn't too much longer until a knock came at the door and asked if they could come in. Crowley answered for us, and a male and female massager came into the room shutting the for behind them. The guy seemed to recognize Crowley and started talking to him like he was a buddy. I was focused on their conversation when the girl came walking over to me and started talking to me.

"Y/N, correct?" I nod as I put my attention on her. "Anything specific you're wanting today?" she asks sweetly, and I nod. "If you could focus a lot on my lower back that would be nice" she only nods and starts applying oils to my back causing me to shiver for a quick moment before I turn my head to look at Crowley. He had stopped talking to the guy as I just laid limp on the table when he noticed me looking at him and smiled a bit as the guy massaging him started pressing into his back.

"You want to get ice cream after?" He asks and I chuckle a bit. "You spoil me," he smirks. "That's my job love... so ice cream?" I hum with a wide grin and nod as I cram my face into my arms, my mind going numb as the girl starts pressing into my lower back.

Rowena MacLeod~

She is very accommodating; woman has spells for almost everything so when you complain about cramping or pains, she does some witchy stuff and *poof* pain no more. Sadly, she can't take away the emotional turn wheel. So, you'll end up on her couch crying at some random chick flick anyway. But hey no pain.

~~~

I had stopped by Rowena's for some love but apparently the Winchester's dragged her into some shit, so I sat alone on her couch. I got bored so I started going through some of her movies she had in a box. Trying to find something I haven't watched before. I picked up a movie, I recognized the main actor on the cover, but I had never watched the movie. It was called '50 First Dates' and it had Adam Sandler in it, so I turned on the TV and put the DVD in the player. I made myself comfortable on the couch laying in a blanket comfortably. 'Play'

I got to the end of the movie in tears, I started uncontrollably sobbing halfway through the movie from how sweet and adorable it was. I hear the door to the penthouse open and turn to see Rowena walking into the door with a bag hanging off her shoulder. I didn't even say a word to her as I quickly looked back at the TV. 

"Darling?" she says softly as she walks over to me, and she notices what I'm watching. "50 First Dates?" she asks with a small smile as I nod my head wiping my tears from my face. I watch as she sets her bag to the side and slides beside me on the couch as I have myself curled up in my blanket. I shuffle to her side and curl up next to her as I watch the last few minutes of the movie. Which made me sob even more from the pure cuteness. She just sat there rubbing my shoulder as I leaned into her. I eventually stopped crying and wiped up my face and noticed her looking down at me.

"Has the remedy worn off yet?" She asks refiring to the potion thing she makes me to keep my cramps and pains under control. I shake my head and she nods with a smile on her face. "You want me to make you a Cranachan?" my eyes widen, and I nod frantically as I hop off the couch like a child getting out of bed on Christmas. "Alright Darling'' she hums as she lifts herself from the couch and walks to the kitchen with me right on her tail.

Bobby Singer~

Is mildly awkward but loves you so he puts up with it. If you leak, he won't say anything to you and just does the laundry while you take a shower. He doesn't mention anything about it but will do little things to help you out during the week to make it barrable given you're also a hunter.

~~~

I lay in bed on my laptop that Sam got me. I was bored and wanted to go out and do something, preferably find something to hunt. I was scrolling through news articles and... nothing. Not a sliver of anything that could be monster related. I leaned my chin into my palm as I mindlessly scrolled until I heard the door creak open, and I saw Bobby walk in with a cup in hand. I straighten up and smile as he walks over with a glass full of my [Favorite Drink]. I smile as I reach and take the cup from his hand. I lean up and I press a small kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you hun" I hum taking a sip from the glass before setting it on the bedside table. "Did ya find anything?" He asks, sitting on the edge of the bed by me. I shake my head with a slight groan. "Nothing... a suspicious type of nothing" I sigh, closing the laptop. "Have the boys found anything?" He shakes his head and rests his hand down on my thigh.

"Maybe... just maybe the universe is giving us a br-" I huff interrupting him and rubbing the bridge of my nose. "Don't say that... you'll jinx it" I glare at him, and he raises his hands in defeat. "...and also, when has the universe EVER given us a break?" I hum. He only shrugs and sighs. "Whatever... I'll go start on dinner if you want to join me" he says groaning as he stands up and walks out of the room. I hum as I look at the laptop then at the door.

'Fine...' 

Micheal / Adam Milligan~

Clueless. Adam helps him a lot of the time but he's not as much better as Micheal. Micheal will sometimes just randomly put Adam in control of his body and leave Adam confused. And like a fight back and forth of who has to take care of you. You don't really know what's happening in his head but, there most just squabbling about what they're supposed to be doing. But you usually just end up cuddling with them anyway, they make it more complicated than it needs to be.

~~~

I stand in front of a zoned-out Micheal and or Adam. I stood in front of him as he just stared off into the distance. This had been going on for a least 30 minutes before I tapped on his head. I watched as he finally blinded and looked up at me. I really could tell which was which sometimes. "Which one?" I would ask every time they would pull with shit on me. He blinked.

"Micheal" I nod as I push him down onto the couch and climb onto him before plopping down on him, laying my head on his chest. He lays there stiff until I feel his body relax. "Oh, hi Y/N" I hear him say and I look up. "Adam?" He nods and puts his arms around my waist. "Did I scare him or something?" I chuckle a bit and Adam chuckles and shakes his head.

"Micheal nah, he got really flustered and retreated" I chuckle and hum as I put my head back down on his chest. "You two are a pain in my ass" I say playfully and hum leaning down kissing his forehead. "Go to bed... he'll come back out soon" I nod as I rest my eyes shut as I collect all the body heat, he has to give.

God | Chuck Shurley~

Oh. My. Lord. He is horrible. You're almost just as bad though. Most of every word you say to him is complaining about why he created this horrendous bodily function. While he just sits there ignoring you, watching TV until you tire yourself out and fall asleep on the couch near him. He'll give you a blanket and call it a day.

~~~

"You know what, fuck you" I say in frustration as I walk into the living room all I hear is him sigh as he sits on his computer rubbing his head as he seems to be ignoring me. "Oh, so you're going to ignore me now?" I scoff annoyingly. As my mouth just starts blabbering. I get closer to him as I ball up my fist getting more and more frustrated. I could see his frustration coming about as he starts to crack his fingers; I slowly inch closer to him as my voice continues to blabber on and on.

I get close enough and I feel him grip my wrist pulling me down to his level. He leans in and kisses me. It was quick but a bit harsh. He pulls away still holding onto me. "Shut up..." Is all he says before letting go of my wrist and I stand up straight. My face turns a slight shade of red feeling flustered mixed with frustration as I spin around and huff stomping to the couch. I grab my favorite blanket and sit on the couch crawling under the blanket I pout as I turn on the TV. I make sure to turn on the TV to a loud volume and I start my TV show.

I could hear him asking me to turn it down, but I pretended not to hear him as I laid my head on the arm of the couch. I glare at him as he walks over and snatches the remote from me and turns down the TV. "What do you want?" He says with obvious frustration. He only sighs and grabs me and leans me up off the arm of the couch. I furrow my brows until he ends up sliding up behind me and pulling me close to him, laying my head on his chest. I huff as I act annoyed but I just sort of lean into him as I watch what's on the TV.

"Use your words next time" he says and hums. "Tried" I huff knowing damn well that's not what he meant. "You know what I mean smart mouth" I stupidly grin as I curl up my legs laying on his chest.

Chapter Text

Bobby's POV

I sat around my house flipping through pages of books. It had been almost a month since Crowley decided to ask me to marry him. Yeah surprising, the king of hell asking me to be his husband. I was reading when I hear the front door open and shut. I grabbed my gun and cautiously stood up walking to entrance to the room and leaning my back to the wall. I listened and when I heard the footsteps get close enough, I spin to point the gun at the person. I feel my gun slapped away and my shoulders grabbed and pressed against the wall. I breath heavily and hear a familiar chuckle and I scoff. Crowley.

I look up and glare at him. He only chuckled and slowly pushed off of me but not before pressing a kiss on my cheek. "You're a dickwad" I mutter, causing him to roll his eyes and shrug. "I'm your dickwad," he says, mimicking my accent. I shake my head only causing his smile to widen even more. "You're a fucking idjit" I grumble as I make my way back to my desk as he follows nice and close behind me.

I plop down in my desk chair as I feel his lingering presence behind my chair. His hands snake onto my shoulders. "What did you come here for anyway?" I ask relaxing my shoulders as he slightly digs his thumbs into my shoulder blades. "Can I not come and brace my fiancé with my presence?" He leans down and breathes into my ear. I look to the side with my eyes and stare at him for a while until he breaks. "I need your opinion on some flowers for the wedding," he says, putting himself in front of me as he pulls out a binder from some magic "pocket" from the inside of his suit jacket.

I groan and flop my head back in my chair only causing him to roll his eyes as he flips through pages in his unbelievably thick binder. I roll my head so I'm looking forward as he so gracefully makes his way to the page he was looking for. He flips it to face me showing me 2 pages filled with a collage style placed pictures of arrangements of flowers. I sigh and take barely 5 seconds to look at it and place my finger on a random assortment. "Those" I hum after my statement, and he looks at the photo then me like I was a kindergartener picking the wrong answer.

"No?" I ask and he signs, flipping the binder back to face him. "You have no taste" he grumbles, and I look around at my surroundings in an overly dramatic fashion making him glare at me slightly. He sighs and looks at his watch. "I have an appointment to check out and schedule a venue" he grumbles and leans back on my desk. "You should probably go to that," I say with a smile. He huffs and leans down, his face getting close to mine for a kiss. I lean in and give him a quick peck. He stands up straight and walks away until he's in the middle of the room. He gives me a quick wink before disappearing from my view.

~~~

WEDDING DAY

I stood around in my own private room adjusting my tie when I heard a knock at the door. I look and yell. "Come in!" I look into the mirror and see the boys walk in. I spin around to look at them. Dean as soon as the door shut let out a sigh of relief and plopped down on the couch in the room. "What's wrong with you?" I ask and he looks up at me. "So. Many. Demons" he says awkwardly slowly, I hum and nod. I thought about it for a bit and yeah, none of us haven't been in a room with a bunch of demons that we haven't been trying to kill.

I look at the door and I can hear muffled yelling from my husband; to be, barking orders. I scratch the back of my head and look at the door when I hear Dean open his mouth. "He's like a male version of a bridezilla... a husbzilla?" he tries making up a word as I roll my eyes. I look at Sam standing awkwardly still by the couch. "You can sit, you know?" he nods and slowly sits down next to Dean. I looked down at my classic black suit that Crowley had tailored to fit my every measurement. The fact it fit just right made it feel tight; I started pulling at the collar feeling like it was tight even though it wasn't. Dean stood up and patted my back.

"You're nervous" he states, and I glare up at him. "Now-" I start but I stop and grumble. He was speaking the truth with this one. I sigh and fall back into a plush chair in the room. "Dude you're marrying the KING of Hell, which I guess would be making you the... other king, or prince of Hell? I don't know how Monarchy works but I would be nervous as Hell if I were you" he pats and grips my shoulder when I finally hear the yelling fall from my future husband, and he seems to head to his room to get ready. I look and see my phone ding; I pick it up and see it's from Crowley.

'You better be ready ❤️'

I message back saying I've been ready for almost 30 minutes, which was a true time estimate. He didn't message anything back, so I just sat in silence until one of Crowley's little demons came and got me and the boys. I was taken to the top of the isle with Sam and Dean by my side. I stared down the aisle, not bothering to notice everyone sitting in chairs. Half of the room Demons, the other half mostly hunters. I started to lose track of time when I came back to reality when I started hearing a piano start to play.

I stared down the aisle, getting a sort of tunnel vision as Crowley took his sweet time walking down the aisle. It was like every nervous feeling I had up to this moment had fluttered off. I stared, never taking an eye off him as he got closer and closer to me. I watched as he stepped up and next to me, I turned to face him and grab onto his hands. HIs eyes are the only thing I remember.

~~~

After the ceremony, the wedding went strangely smooth. No interruptions, No random monster attacks. It was, dare I say, normal. We cut the cake, we had our first dance, toasts from guests. Everything a normal wedding would have.

The night came to a close and we left, leaving Crowley's minions to take care of the cleaning part of the night. We drove for a long while until he finally led me to a large fancy hotel. I park and get out of the truck; I stare up at the sky to get a look at how massive this hotel was. I can't even remember the last time I stayed in a nice chain hotel, let alone some as luxurious as this. I felt him tug my hand and I followed after as we went inside.

We got up to the front desk and Crowley took care of everything and was handed the keycard. He grabbed my hand and dragged me to the elevator. I watched as he pressed the button that took us to the top floor. I held onto my suitcase as the elevator pulled us up. I hear the ding of the elevator, and the doors slide open to show a long stretch of hallway. I follow after Crowley as we walk to the end of the hallway. He slides the keycard and opens up the door.

I watch as he holds open the door and looks at me. He does a small little bow and smiles.

"Your majesty..."