Find Me in the Dark | By : screaminxninja Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1076 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was just another day for Olivia. Work, lunch break, work, and then finally time to leave and go home. Though on any other day she’d have a car, which is a very good thing to have when you get off work at 10 at night and live almost a mile away. She cursed herself now for getting in that little fender bender with the towns local idiot, and having to put it in the shop for a few days. A car would’ve really came in handy right now. Especially in this town, because even if the walk was short, you may not make it to your destination. She should’ve known better…
The sky was bleak and starless. Either due to the clouds or the city lights, Olivia couldn’t be sure, but that was not the concern of hers right now. No, she had other things to worry about. It was dark, and she was trying to walk fast in 4 inch heels, and keep all her papers and folders together while doing so. She was never very good at multitasking. Perhaps if she was she would’ve noticed the pair of unearthly black eyes several dozen feet behind her, watching her every move. Absorbing her every feature, inhaling her scent, practically intoxicated by her. The demon wanted her, and this particular demon, always got what he wanted.
When Olivia’s cell phone began to ring she dropped one of her piles of papers, and cursed. She didn’t even have time to answer whoever had been calling her. Too busy trying to pick up all the papers and hurry home. She was never very brave when it came to being out at night. She always preferred to be with a group or at least another friend if she had to walk in the dark. But now she was all alone and the further she walked from her work, the less amount of streetlights there was.
By the time she had began to realize she had gotten lost, the demon had picked up his pace and was now only a few long strides behind her. Olivia finally picked up on the semi quiet footsteps and started to pick up her own pace as well. At first she had just assumed they were another person on their way home, walking to wherever, but when she specifically rounded 3 left turns in a row, and the man following her had still not disappeared, she realized he was after her.
Fear quickly filling her veins she found herself jogging. Turning around every corner she came to, and frantically trying to find something that looked familiar, or anyone besides the man who had now also began to pick up speed and come closer to her.
Olivia’s heart pounded in her throat, and suddenly she was running, completely sprinting. Ditching the annoying stacks of paper she had been carrying and stumbling down the empty sidewalks.
With a quick glance behind her she found the man was also running and now in full sprint straight towards her. As she rounded another block, she caught a fast glimpse of the man once again and nearly had a heart attack when she saw those soulless black eyes glued to her.
The man gave an unhuman like growl and picked up even more speed, causing Olivia to scream and shout out for help.
As she ran around completely lost and disoriented she found herself staggering into a thick area of trees. Certainly not a forest, but definitely not civilization. And as if the situation couldn’t have gotten any worse, Olivia stumbled at an uneven part of the ground and twisted her ankle. Her curvy figure instantly falling to the ground as the pain hit her.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” She hissed grabbing at her sore ankle.
Looking up from her ankle and back down the way she came, she could clearly see the distinct form of the man who had been following her. He was walking directly to her, a sick smile playing across his dark face. She had to move, she had to get up.
With every last bit of energy she had left, she forced herself to her knees, all that running starting to catch up with her, she wasn’t sure she was going to get away from him.
As she took another look behind her to see how close he was now, she found herself staring at the area, completely dumbfounded that he was now no where in sight. Her body untensed, and she let a breath of relief out. Slowly beginning to pick herself up off the ground, she turned, and was ready to walk in the opposite direction.
Olivia’s skin instantly turned white, and her breath immediately became caught in her throat. Unable to scream, she gave a sharp gasp, and nearly fell backwards at seeing the man suddenly directly in front of her. He smiled and quickly closed the gap between them.
“Olivia.” his deep voice purred. She whimpered.
“How do you know my name?” she barely managed to get out. She stumbled backwards, grabbing onto a nearby tree trunk for support.
“Oh, I know many things about you Olivia. I’ve been watching you for some time, and now, I have you exactly where I want you.”
Tears began to well in her eyes as fear struck her once again. The mans empty black eyes not helping make it any better. She started to back up, to run again, but all at once the man grabbed her by the neck, and with little effort, picked her up off the ground.
She screamed, but this only caused him to tighten his grasp around her neck harder, and slowly he brought his face to her own. His lips parting slightly, she watched in terror as his tongue appeared, and was gently swept across her smooth cheek. She shuddered, attempting to scream again, but found she couldn’t even breathe. She grabbed at his arms, clawing and scratching, doing anything to get free, but nothing worked. Tears began streaming down her pretty face, and just when she thought all hope was lost, a deep voice pierced the night air. Causing both her, and the man currently strangling her, to look to their left in shock.
“Let her go!” another man yelled stepping out from the darker parts of trees. “Just put her down, and let her go. She has nothing to do with this.”
The mans grip loosened considerably around her neck now that his attention was elsewhere, but he did not let go. Luckily, it had been just enough so that Olivia could turn her head and get a good look at who had suddenly appeared in the thick of trees.
The man who had stepped out of the trees was pale, and extremely tall. He had dark brown hair that just barely fell into his eyes and was wearing a light blue jacket, with blue jeans. In his hands was a pistol, and he had it aimed directly at the man who was holding Olivia hostage. Another man appeared out from behind him with a shotgun in his hands, and smiled. What the hell could be worth smiling over? Olivia thought angered that she was being choked to death and someone actually found it amusing.
“You really have outdone yourself. Picking out vulnerable little women as your targets. You outta be ashamed.” the man with the shotgun directed towards the black eyed man.
If Olivia could have protested in saying that she was neither vulnerable or little she would have, but due to the choke hold she was currently in, she’d have to save it for another time. So doing the only thing she could, she glared at him, even if he didn’t see it.
“Put her down, now!” the first man who had stepped out from the trees yelled, anger clearly being seen on his handsomely pale face.
“Just shoot him already Sam!” the other guy with shorter dark hair yelled.
The man, Sam, held his gun up. Ready to fire at the man who was holding Olivia, but when the man started to scream, his voice hoarse and horribly rough, Sam had lost his opportunity to shoot him. The mans scream turned into a demonic roar. He threw his head back and Olivia watched in complete fear stricken horror, as a black mass of what looked like clouds and smoke began to pour from his mouth. She screamed, and eventually fought her way out of his grip. Falling to the ground, and quickly crawling away she watched as the black smoke vanished into the air, and the man who had choked it up, fell lifelessly to the ground.
Screaming, Olivia stood, trying to turn and run away, but fell again. The guy named Sam swiftly came to her aid. Taking the hysterical girl in his arms, he lifted her from the ground, and supported all her weight on his own.
“Damn it!” the other man with the shotgun shouted. “Three weeks! Three god damn weeks! And we missed our shot.”
“Yeah well something tells me we’ll get another chance.” The guy named Sam replied to the other. “Are you alright?” he asked looking down at Olivia.
Though she had pretty much just been attacked and almost killed, and possibly just saw one of the most horrific things of her life, she couldn’t help but choke out, ‘Y-yeah.’ While looking into his deep, welcoming, blue eyes and feeling just a tad bit safer.
“Do you know why that man might’ve been after you?” he asked softly. But Olivia only shook her head, trying to hold more tears back just at the thought of that creep. “Well she didn’t seem to know him, so maybe it was just a random choosing.” Sam said to the other man.
“Great, so now he’s got us on a wild goose chase?” he asked rhetorically. But the guy holding onto Olivia only rolled his eyes and turned back to look at her.
“My names Sam. This is my brother Dean,” Olivia turned to look at the man referred to as Dean, and he gave a smug sarcastic smile. Geeze, what’s got his panties in a bunch? “Would you like us to walk you home?”
“Um.. Uh.” Olivia started, trying to swallow her tears and find her voice again. “Y-yeah. Yes, that’d be really nice… Please.” She finally answered. Whether it was just all the fear still trying to leave her system, or she had just figured out the man named Sam currently holding onto her was absolutely gorgeous, she didn’t know. But she was certainly not about to try and walk home after that incident. And hey, any reason to spend more time with a hot man is a good reason.
After a few silent minutes of walking back out of the trees and finding their way back into the city, Dean finally decided to speak.
“So what’s your name anyways?” he asked.
“Olivia.” She replied, still weary of walking around at night. But felt a little better about it being with two big guys.
“Well Olivia, any reason why a woman like yourself is out here all alone at night?” he asked looking at her suspiciously.
Silently seething about the fact that he had just indirectly called her a ‘weak little woman’ she replied. “Well, I was working late and got lost once I realized that creep was following me when I was trying to lose him.”
“So do you have any idea where you are?” Sam asked, still holding onto her because of her hurt ankle.
“Um,” Olivia looked around trying to see if any of these buildings looked familiar. “No, actually. I have no idea how I ended up here. I must be on the completely other side of town.” Olivia answered, wondering how the hell she could’ve blindly ended up this far on foot.
“Well you were running pretty damn fast. We had some trouble trying to keep up with you. That’s why it took us so long to help. Are you some kind of track runner or something?” Dean asked as the three of the them continued on down the streetlamp lit sidewalk.
Olivia laughed. “No, I never run actually. I just, uh, can when I need to.” The two brothers laughed.
“That probably explains why you twisted your ankle so badly. Running in heels and all…” Sam trailed a bit awkwardly.
“Yeah…” She replied just as nervously. Dean rolled his eyes.
“Well look, we’re staying in a hotel just down the street. You can stay with us tonight if you want, and we can drive you back home in the morning.” Dean offered, being too tired from hunting all day to walk around in circles the rest of the night.
“Yeah and if that, uh, guy comes back for you, we’ll be there.” Sam smiled, wanting to be around Olivia a little longer.
She thought over her options, and decided maybe it was better if she stay with them tonight. She’d more then likely be safe with them around and her ankle was killing her. She knew she couldn’t walk much further so she accepted, and followed them back to their hotel.
Twenty minutes later and Olivia found herself sitting on a small couch in the two brothers hotel room holding a bag of ice to her swollen ankle. Balancing the bag of ice on her ankle, Olivia stretched out into a comfortable position on the couch.
“You sure you’ll be comfortable there for the night?” Sam asked walking out from the bathroom in nothing but a pair of baggy shorts. She couldn’t help but look at his perfectly built structure.
“Uh, yeah.” She managed to get out, trying not to stare at him too much.
Loud snoring startled the two, and they both looked to the right to find Dean was already fast asleep. Sam chuckled, sharing a very awkward glance with Olivia before he crawled into his own bed.
“Um, goodnight.” Olivia said as Sam turned out the light, not really sure of what else she should say.
“Night…” Sam said somewhat sad he didn’t have more time to really get to know the Olivia girl. But she seemed like she really needed some rest, so he wasn’t going to try and keep her up all night by trying to talk to her. That, and he could probably use a good nights sleep too. Sadly, he wasn’t going to get it.
Two hours later and Sam had already fallen into a deep sleep. Unfortunately for Olivia she could not. Be it the small bits of fear still running through her body, or for the fact that she just had too much on her mind, she couldn’t seem to fall asleep. She was scared. Scared of that man, scared of the weird thing he had choked up. Scared of being late to work tomorrow, and losing all her work. She wanted to cry. She needed something. She needed someone. Someone to just hold her, and tell her everything was going to be okay. She needed, Sam. Though she hadn’t known him that long, he was the only one in reach that she could run to in the current situation. And he seemed more then willing to help her back in the trees, and all the way back to his hotel.
“I’m sure he won’t mind if I…”
Sam had been in a deep, deep, sleep and dreaming of some very vivid, sexual things. Though he couldn’t think straight, it was clear to him he’d been having dreams like this over the past couple of weeks due to the lack of sex he had actually gotten. After all, he was a man, and men had needs. So to say he was just a tad startled when Olivia climbed into his bed, would be an understatement. He had nearly pushed her out of his bed in his half asleep state, thinking it might’ve been morning and that his brother was trying to wake him up. But when he finally came to and saw Olivia’s bright, yet sad looking puppy dog eyes staring back at him, he instantly reached out in compassion to her.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Sam whispered worriedly, trying to pull himself out of his groggy state by sitting up straight. He could tell she’d been crying, so he immediately held his arms out for her to hug her.
“No, I’m scared, and upset. I lost all my work. I twisted my ankle. I still don’t have my car and that man could still be after me and…” She explained as he embraced her into warming hug.
“Shh, it’s alright. Everything’s alright.” Sam replied trying to comfort her as she quietly sobbed into his shoulder. “Everything will be okay.” After a short amount of time, of just sitting there, holding her, and comforting her, Sam had succeeded in making Olivia feel better. Her sobs subsided, and her sniffles disappeared. Before long she was no longer crying, and finally pulled away from his embrace.
“You know, I um, never got to thank you…” Olivia bit at her bottom lip nervously as she spoke. But Sam only shook his head, used to people thanking him.
“Oh its okay. You don’t have to. Me and…” Sam barely had the chance to reply before Olivia’s soft lips pressed gently against his own. At first he was shocked, and didn’t know how to respond. But it was within a few short seconds that he realized, he was extremely turned on from his previous dreams, and he really liked that kiss, that he started to kiss back. Just when Sam thought he was about to deepen the kiss and add a little tongue, Olivia pulled back. Her cheeks so, pink, and so bright in a blush he could see it through the dark. But he was no better, as his own cheeks were just as red. He smiled. “I, uh, you’re welcome?” he replied hesitantly, not having a clue what to say at the moment.
Olivia didn’t respond. Only smiled wider, and kissed him again. Only this time making the kiss much deeper then before. Sam showed no resistance, and equally began to kiss her back. He wanted her, and the built up frustration produced within him over the past couple of weeks, wasn’t going to stop him. He slowly moved his hand up behind her neck, and pulled her closer into him, wanting to get more of her, and gently pushed his tongue against her own. She moaned, and wrapped her own hands around his neck. He smirked into the kiss, loving the way her voice sounded when it was, ‘strained.’
Picking her up from in front of him, Sam’s animalistic instincts kicked in, and he semi roughly pushed her down onto his bed where he had been laying. She giggled as she landed on her back, his pale form hovering over her own. But when his face turned a quick shade of serious and he pointed to the bed next to him, putting a finger over his lips, she knew she had to be quiet not to wake his brother. She nodded, obeying his request and smiled up at him. She wrapped her arms back around his neck again, and pulled him down to her. The two of them compassionately kissing as they worked on each others clothes.
Sam’s were easy, being just a pair of shorts and all. Olivia’s on the other hand were a bit trickier. She had been wearing a pair of black stockings and a matching black skirt with its zipper being in the back. Then there was her blouse, and trying to unbutton it without breaking one of the buttons. But once they were off they wasted no time. All while kissing Olivia, Sam made a wonderful adventure across her body with his hands. Exploring each part of her chest, to below her waist. Making intricate circles around her soft breast, and gently rubbed against her clit. She couldn’t help but let a small moan of pleasure out as he did this. It had been months, maybe even a year, since she had been touched like this. It was impossible to keep it contained.
Once Sam was satisfied with how wet he had made her, he slowly pushed his hardened cock against her opening. Another cry of pleasure came from Olivia as he slid it against her sensitive skin. Not even he could help but let a small groan of excitement out as he did this. His breathing became heavy and uneven, as he continued to kiss her. As her was short and fast. Sam was loving this, but he wanted more, he needed more.
With a small adjustment, he pushed in. Olivia automatically giving a moan, as he slid inside of her. Sam gasped as her tight confines sucked him into an almost automatic state of blissfulness. He held nothing back with how amazing she felt, and quickly began to drive into her. In and out. Harder and faster with each thrust. Olivia panted in enjoyment as she wrapped her arms around his back, digging her nails into his back the harder he went. He moaned in pleasure when she did this, the pain aspect being a fetish of his, and went faster. His acceleration causing her to wrap her legs around his waist and pull him deeper into her.
Several long and hard thrust and moans later, Sam felt himself getting close, as did Olivia the more he pounded into her. Sam’s head began to feel hot, hotter then just what he already felt, and his breathing became short. Just at the same time sheering, tingling, pleasure went shooting through his veins and into his cock. His jaw clenched, and his hands turned to fist around the bed sheets as he released inside of her.
Olivia’s body tensed and her sense’s were also met with a feeling of pure thrilling delight. She clung tighter to him and clawed hard into his back as she felt herself orgasm. She let a small sigh of relief out, and her body practically went limp. Every limb of hers dropping from Sam’s body as she panted and laid there. Sam rolled off of her, equally out of breath, and laid next to her on the bed.
He wrapped his arm around her, and quickly fell asleep. And even though Olivia could not sleep, she no longer had any worries. She felt safe, and knew, that if the time should arise again, that she feel scared or upset, she’d always be welcome to climb into bed with Sam.
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