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Savannah, Georgia-6AM
A hot tongue ran down his throat eliciting a
moan from his swollen lips. Cool stealth hands squeezed his biceps hard enough
to leave bruises, but he didn’t care as a feeling of euphoria swept through his
body. He looked up and saw green eyes gazing down upon him as his cock was
engulfed inside the willing body sitting on his hips. He watched in fascination
as the lean athletic body above him rode his manhood with precise movements;
not jumpy and uncontrollable as most when they were consumed by passion. He could feel his own passion peaking as his
engorged prick swelled inside the agile body above him, and he felt his eyes
rolling into the back of his head as he jettisoned his release inside his brother’s
body.
“Dean,” Sam moaned loudly as he squeezed
Dean’s hips in a vise grip. Sam had been waiting for as long as he could
remember for Dean to submit so willingly to him
and the experience of taking pleasure from Dean’s body with no drama or
manipulation had Sam smiling brilliantly as his orgasm consumed him. The tongue
returned to his throat and Sam stilled as he felt a sharp pinch on his neck
that made his back arch in pain. “Dean?” Sam asked in concern. He winced as the
grip on his biceps tightened and held him down to the ground while the slight
pinch on his neck turned into excruciating pain as Dean ripped into his flesh
without warning.
Sam tried to push Dean off his body, but Dean
latched onto his neck like a tick and refused to release his hold. “Dean!
Please don’t do this!” Sam begged as he scratched at the back of Dean’s neck.
“I love you so much. Can’t you see that?” Sam’s head was turned viciously to
the side and Sam caught a glimpse of his father lying across the room on the
floor. Despite the pain in his neck, Sam stared at John slowly realizing that
his father’s neck was twisted at an awkward angle and that he was staring at a
lifeless corpse, “No! Dean, what have you done? You didn’t have to do this!”
Dean ignored Sam’s pleas and smiled sinfully
as he tasted the coppery slickness of Sam’s blood in his mouth. He closed his
eyes and drained the human beneath him even as Sam’s cock still pulsated inside
his body. Dean could feel Sam’s heart slowing and held on tightly to his
brother in sadness as the life slowly ebbed from Sam’s body. He continued
sucking on Sam’s neck until he no longer felt a heartbeat inside his brother’s
chest, and he withdrew his fangs placing a small kiss to Sam’s cooling lips.
Dean slowly sat up, looked into his brother’s lifeless eyes, and wiped the
blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, “You’re wrong Sammy. I had to
do this to you…I have to survive.”
Sam bolted up out
of bed, nearly tripping over the bedspread, as he ran to the bathroom. He sat
in front of the toilet feeling the bile rising from his stomach, and his head
throbbed from the vision. His hands trembled as sat on the cold bathroom floor;
head hanging over the toilet as his dinner was wretched from his body against
his will.
“Sam, you
alright,” John asked as he made his way towards the bathroom awoken from a dead
sleep by his son’s retching.
“I’m fine,” Sam
lied as he grabbed a towel from the towel rack and wiped his mouth. “It was
just a dream.”
“You sure about
that,” John questioned as he looked at the paleness of his son’s face. “Was it
just a dream or one of your visions?”
Sam flushed the
toilet, pulled himself to his feet, and stood in front of the small bathroom
vanity, “I guess it was more of a vision than a dream.”
John watched in
concern as Sam rinsed off his face, “Why you tell me it was a dream then? What
are you trying to keep from me?”
Sam turned off
the water and looked at his father in the mirror, “I guess because it’s not
pleasant…it’s down right terrifying.”
John felt uneasy
as Sam’s confession, “What happened?”
Sam turned away
from the sink and looked directly at John, “Dean killed me. Sucked the blood
right out of my body and there wasn’t a damn thing I could say or do to stop
him.”
John stepped
backwards allowing Sam to walk back into the main room, “Where was I?”
Sam sat down on
the edge of his bed and began pulling his shoes on, “You were on the ground
with your neck broken…I’m not sure if he had drained you dry first.”
John swallowed
hard in nervousness, “He killed us both?”
“Looks like,” Sam
replied softly standing up to leave. “I’m going to go get some coffee and then
we can get back on the road.”
John watched as his
youngest grabbed the Impala’s keys, “How can you be so nonchalant about this?
You saw him kill us both and all you want to do is go get some coffee?”
“What do you want
me to do Dad?” Sam asked hysterically. “You want me to plan a way to kill Dean?
Want me to get all excited with the prospects of killing my own brother because
he’s a fucking monster!”
“We don’t know
that Sam,” John began. “It might not be too late, but we need to formulate a
plan to make sure your vision doesn’t come true.”
Sam shook his
head in disgust, “I think it’s time you face the reality that we are going to
have to stake him Dad.”
“Shut up Sam,”
John pleaded.
“He’s fucking
blood-thirsty monster who wants to kill us both,” Sam argued feeling hopeless
and lost.
“Shut the fuck up
Sam!” John warned. “We’re not going to kill him until we know for sure that
it’s too late for him.”
“You ever think
maybe that’s what happened in my vision?” Sam began. “Maybe we found him, sweet
talked him and decided that he was harmless, and then he snapped your neck and
sucked me dry?”
“You don’t know
that Sam!” John retorted feeling rage towards his doubtful son. “You don’t make
a move unless I tell you to…you understand me Sam? You don’t touch him or try
to kill him until I’ve made an assessment of the situation.”
Sam rolled his
eyes in frustration. “Is that an order Sir?”
“Damn right it
is,” John snapped. “Now, go get your fucking coffee so you can settle down.”
“Fine,” Sam
huffed as he threw open the door, walked outside, and slammed the door in his
wake.
Sam stomped off
into the parking lot madder at himself than he was his dad. The vision had
unnerved him, and he didn’t like the doubts the vision stirred up. The wind
blew his hair a mess and the sky was grey with a subtle lightness in the eastern
sky as he made his way towards the Impala. The impending daylight was a good
sign, and he knew that they had at least twelve hours of safety as they looked
for Dean and Christian. Neither one of them felt safe at night anymore; not
that they had ever felt particular safe in darkness, but they both knew that
the other vampires were out and about possibly looking for Christian as well.
He heard the
sound of gravel crunching behind him and turned to look but saw nothing. He
scanned the area quickly seeing nothing out of the ordinary. He knew in his gut
that no vampire would be outside this close to sunrise, but he still felt a
sense of unease as he turned back around towards the car.
He took a few
steps closer towards the car and felt the hair on the back of his neck standing
on end. He stood frozen in place listening carefully trying to find the source
of the goose bumps that now ran up his arms.
“Sam,” a voice
whispered from above.
Sam frantically looked
around for the source of the voice but saw nothing. He shook his head trying to
clear his head. “I’m just tired. I need some coffee,” he reasoned as he yanked
open the Impala’s driver door. He looked in the backseat for any signs of a
vampire and felt foolish when he saw nothing. “Pull yourself together…don’t
fucking lose it now,” Sam pleaded out loud to himself. He turned the ignition,
put the car in reverse, and peeled out of the parking lot desperate for some
caffeine and some sleep not noticing the shadow across the parking lot or the
long auburn hair that whipped around in the wind.
************************************************
Augusta, Georgia-6AM
Sicily rested on the firm hotel bed listening as
the shower ran in the bathroom. Over the last few hours, Sicily and Dmitry had traveled south towards Florida in search of Christian, and had decided to
rest in Augusta as the sun began to rise. Dmitry had been
strangely quiet during the drive, and had locked himself away in the bathroom
as soon as they had arrived. He had been covered in dirt and ash and
undoubtedly wanted to rinse the filth away, but Sicily couldn’t shake the feeling that something
wasn’t quite right with her Sire. He seemed aggressive, calculating, and
hostile, and Sicily couldn’t help but to wonder if something had
went wrong with her resurrection spell.
Dmitry ran his
hands down his naked torso as the water cascaded down his flesh rinsing the
dirt and ash away down into the drain. He had only been buried for a few days,
but he felt as if he had awakened from century-old slumber, and he felt
refreshed as if he were reborn into the darkness. He shivered under the hot
water and wrapped his arms around his broad chest feeling cold for the first
time in centuries. Dmitry knew that something had changed within him and he
seemed incapable of generating a sense of calm and tranquility within himself.
He had tried for hours to push away the silent rage he felt building up within
him, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before he snapped. Dmitry
closed his eyes and placed his head underneath the streaming water trying to
block out the visions of Dean’s attack. He had tried to protect the human; had
even fallen in love with the mortal, but Dean only pushed that love in his face
and had mortally wounded him, and now it was time to return the favor.
*********************************************
Fort Lauderdale, Florida 6AM
Blood poured into his mouth, sating his
obsessive desires and his hunger. He licked and sucked at the offered neck and
took his fill as the human beneath him moaned in pain and ecstasy. He could
feel himself hardening in excitement as the mortal scratched at his neck and
pleaded for him to stop, but he refused to relinquish his hold on the tender
and ripe jugular of the body beneath him. He could feel the heart weakening and
the human’s struggling and defiance diminished, and he smiled tenderly when the
human gasped his last breath. He licked affectionately at the neck before
rising back up into seating position. He looked down at the lifeless corpse and
turned his head to the side in confusion. He recognized the face, the dimples,
the long hair, but he couldn’t remember when or why he had attacked the human.
He knew that he should feel remorse at killing the mortal, but he couldn’t
bring himself to care. He reached down and closed the human’s eyes; not caring
for the way the lifeless eyes had been staring at him, “Stop looking at me like
that. I had to do it to survive…I’m not a monster.”
Dean’s eyes shot
open in a panic as he became alert to his surroundings. He reached his arm out
across the bed seeking out the touch of his Sire but only found emptiness. Dean
sat up in the bed, reached over, and turned the lamp on. The room was empty; no
sign of Christian anywhere. Dean threw the sheet aside, ignored his nakedness,
and made his way towards the bathroom. The drapes were drawn but he could tell
by the shadowing in the room that it was almost sunrise.
Dean flipped on
the light in the mirror and stood in front of the vanity. He could see his bare
torso covered in bruises and in bite marks, but he knew that they would be
healed by nightfall. Christian had proven to be an enthusiastic lover to say
the least. He was aggressive, possessive, and seemed to enjoy marking his
property, but Dean got a secret thrill from Christian’s powerful display.
Dean rinsed his
face off with some water trying to push the dream out of his head. It had been
the fourth time he had dreamed about killing Sam, and as unsettling as it was
to kill his own brother, he knew that it might prove to be necessary to drain
Sam of his life if he tried to hurt Christian in anyway. It was true that
Christian had forced this vampire existence on him, but it had only taken a few
short nights to make him crave Christian’s touch, his presence, and his blood,
and he wasn’t going to let anyone take that away from him.
Dean stared into
the mirror again looking at his glistening green eyes and licked his red
kiss-swollen lips in anticipation as he heard the keycard being inserted into
the door. He could hear the slide of the locking mechanism as it slid out of
the way allowing his Sire to open the door, and Dean enthusiastically turned to
greet Christian.
“Why did you leave
me?” Dean asked when he saw his master slipping quietly into the room. He smelt
the air cataloguing the various aromas on Christian’s clothes and frowned,
“Where did you go?”
Christian smiled
at Dean and reached back out into the hall, “I brought you a surprise.”
Dean watched
warily as Christian dragged in his surprise and immediately recognized the
young clerk from the Piggly Wiggly they had
encountered earlier in the night. Dean
snatched the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around his shoulders trying to
conceal his nakedness. “Why did you bring him here?”
Christian closed
the door and gently pushed Brian towards his Childe, “He was just too delicious
to pass up.”
Dean looked a the
shy blond clerk recognizing that he was under the older vampire’s allure;
unable to resist Christian’s seductive charms, “I don’t want him here.”
Christian sighed
heavily and guided the boy over towards the bed making the human sit on the
edge of the bed, “I do…besides, it’s time for you to take the next step.”
Dean could smell
the human’s fear mixed with a sharp hint of arousal, “It’s not right to do that
to him.”
Christian looked
intently into his Childe’s eyes and placed his large hands on Dean’s shoulders,
“What did I do to him?”
“You put the
whammy on him,” Dean argued. “You’re manipulating him making him think that he
wants to be here.”
“So I am,”
Christian grinned placing a kiss on Dean’s lips. He wasn’t surprised when his
Childe didn’t return the kiss, “Its part of the game Dean. I didn’t really
think he would come here willingly, so I did what needed to be done.”
Dean pulled away
from his Sire and wrapped the sheet even tighter around his body. “Let him go.”
Christian shook
his head in a mixture of disbelief and disgust, “I don’t think so Dean.
Besides, this way he won’t even know that you’re killing him…he won’t struggle.
It’ll be easier for you that way.”
“Killing me?”
Brian prompted looking up at Christian. “I don’t want to die.”
Christian
immediately moved to the human’s side and ran his hand tenderly through the
man’s blond hair, “Shh…everyone dies Brian, but not everyone dies at the hand
of something so beautiful.”
Brian looked over
at Dean and swallowed hard, “I’m only twenty-two…please don’t do this to me.”
Dean looked into the
pleading eyes of the human, “I won’t.”
Christian whipped
his arm out, grabbed Dean by the back of the neck, and wrenched him closer to
the human, “Yes you will Dean. It’s time for you to show me that you appreciate
the gift I have bestowed upon you.”
Dean winced in
pain as his master’s firm hand squeezed the tendons in the back of his neck,
“You mean the gift you forced upon me, right?”
Christian easily
ripped the sheet from Dean’s hands and exposed him to Brian’s view, “Must you
always make this so difficult?” He pushed Dean down onto his knees, “Must you
always fight me every step of the way?”
“It’s what I was
born to do,” Dean responded through clenched teeth as the boy involuntarily let
his legs fall open letting Dean be positioned in between them. “Let me
guess…you want me to suck him off, right?”
“We want him to
die happy, don’t we?” Christian smiled as he pushed Dean’s head down in between
the boy’s legs. “Besides, it’s something else you were born to do, remember?”
The boy stood
frozen unable to stop as Dean’s hands began unbuckling his belt and unfastening
his black dress pants, “I don’t want to die!”
Christian grabbed
the blonde’s hair and yanked his neck backwards, “That’s just too fucking bad!”
Christian watched in interest as Dean’s pink lips unwillingly hovered over the
boy’s shamefully hard prick. “Looks like someone is getting off on this…I knew
you wanted my Childe when I saw you at that pathetic job of yours. I could read
your feeble little mind.”
Brian was
terrified but couldn’t bite back the moan that poured out of his mouth when
Dean’s tongue began caressing his hard column of flesh. “Oh God, please don’t
kill me.”
Christian
released the human’s hair in disdain, “Don’t be so melodramatic. He’s just
sucking you off you idiot.”
Dean took the
younger man’s cock deep within his mouth sucking and licking at the eager
leaking prick trying to block out the pleas of the human. It wasn’t the first
time Christian had made him suck a another man’s dick and it certainly wouldn’t
be the last time, so he closed his eyes and imagined that it was Sam’s prick in
his mouth; filling an aching need that he couldn’t quite seem to fill.
Christian watched
enthralled as Dean sucked the human expertly, and rationalized that Dean enjoy
cock way too much, but he wasn’t going to do anything the stop Dean’s
obsession. “That’s nice Love…you look so gorgeous sucking his dick.”
Dean could feel
Christian dropping to his knees behind him and shivered involuntarily when
Christian ran his hands up and down his naked hips possessively. He knew what
was coming, and as much as he hated being treated like a piece of meat, there
was a small part of him that relished the feeling of being used.
“Let’s make sure
you’re opened up, shall we?” Christian teased as he pushed two of his fingers
inside Dean’s swollen and leaking hole.
“Fuck me,” Brian
moaned as he watched Christian prepping Dean. He knew that he might die by the
hands of the strangers, but there was something breathtakingly erotic about watching
Dean being filled from both ends.
Christian smiled
at the human’s reaction, “Patience Brian…you’ll get your turn.” As Christian
suspected, Dean was still loose from the night’s earlier escapades, “You’re
soaking wet inside...ready to be fucked again, aren’t you my little slut?” Dean
nodded enthusiastically unable to verbalize with Brian’s dick still stuffed in
his mouth. Christian removed his fingers, unzipped his pants, and began pushing
his thickness inside Dean’s ass.
Brian’s toes
curled in excitement as he watched the completely naked Dean on his knees
taking cock in both directions. He grabbed onto the sides of Dean’s head and
pushed his throbbing dick further inside the pretty mouth. He could feel Dean
clutching at his hips as he rammed himself inside the strangely cool mouth,
“You like that, don’t you?”
Christian watched
as his hard glistening cock slid in and out of Dean’s body smiling at the
suddenly bold human, “He does indeed.” Christian rutted up inside Dean’s body
sliding the head of his prick up against Dean’s prostate, “He really likes
this.” The older vampire stared into the boy’s eyes never looking away as he
took pleasure from Dean’s body and made the younger vampire moan in apparent
pleasure with every stroke as he fucked Dean into oblivion. “You want a go
Brian?”
Dean could feel
the boy releasing his head and looked up at Brian’s face. He could see the
desire in the boy’s eyes and knew without a doubt that Christian was going to
let the human fuck him.
Christian
continued watching Brain waiting patiently for an answer as he continued
screwing in and out of his Childe’s eager hole, “You’re not a virgin are you?”
“Of course not,”
Brian quickly replied feeling intimidated by the other man’s intense stare.
“Liar,” Christian
laughed. He pumped a few more times inside Dean’s clenching walls and allowed
himself to be lulled over into an orgasm that was more for the human’s benefit
than his own. “I’m fucking shooting my cum inside
him…don’t you want to do that too?” Christian coated Dean’s insides with his
milky release and felt proud that Dean was still sucking the human’s cock as he
had been ordered. “I can promise you that his fine ass feels even better than
his mouth.”
“I find that hard
to believe,” Brian gasped feeling like he was going to explode at any moment.
“Stop Dean,”
Christian commanded.
Dean allowed
Brian’s cock to plop out of his mouth and looked up at his master in silent
understanding. Dean stood up and pushed the human down onto his back. He
straddled Brian’s lap, reached back, placed the human’s steel hardness at his
entrance, and began sinking down onto Brian’s thick girth.
Brian looked up
in shock as the beautiful man engulfed him inside his tightness. He could feel
the moistness inside the other man’s body and moaned at the thought of adding
his seed to the thick wetness. It didn’t escape Brian’s attention that Dean was
completely naked and exposed while he and Christian were fully clothed with
only their needy cocks jutting out, and it made him growl in pleasure at the
kinkiness of the entire situation.
Christian got on
the bed on his knees and began kissing Dean as his Childe bounced up and down
on the human’s manhood, “Always so eager for it…can’t get enough, can you?”
Dean’s own
hardness slapped up and down as he rode the human skillfully, and he felt like
he was being devoured by Christian’s tongue but managed to respond, “Are you
really going to let him cum in me? Let him claim what is rightfully yours?”
Christian snarled,
“I should let him mark you like the whore you are.”
“You’ve made me
this way,” Dean smirked as he felt the cock inside his body swelling.
“Perhaps,”
Christian purred as he began sucking on Dean’s plump bottom lip. “But you
adapted rather quickly, don’t you think?”
Dean could feel
the familiar tingling in his balls as they tightened and throbbed in warning,
“I’m going to cum all over this horny fucker…oh fuck, yes…that’s so fucking
good.”
Christian felt a
wave of jealousy as his Childe began shooting his thick creamy spunk onto the
human’s stomach. Without warning,
Christian yanked Dean off of Brian’s body and stroked the reminder of Dean’s
orgasm onto his hand. “You’re going to
let him cum on your face you filthy little bitch.”
Dean’s body twitched
into Christian’s fist and he nodded in agreement. He quickly recovered and scampered over to
the Brian’s body and licked teasingly at the head of the human’s sensitive
dick, “Give it to me Brian…shoot it all over my face.”
Brian’s muscles
clenched tightly as his seed rushed out of his body and ejected ropes of semen
into Dean’s waiting mouth and onto his lips, cheeks, and nose, “There it
is...oh God, you’re so fucking nasty.”
Dean didn’t move
until Brian’s spasms stopped and he slowly rose back up to his knees. He used
his fingers to wipe at the cooling cum on his face and enthusiastically licked
his fingers clean, “You got a problem with that?”
“Nope,” Brian
smiled feeling like he could fall asleep forever. He watched in fascination as
Christian began licking the remnants of his orgasm off of Dean’s face, “You two
do this often?”
Christian looked
down at the human that was still under his enthrallment, “You were our first of
many to come.” Christian placed his hand underneath Dean’s chin and arched the
younger vampire’s neck backwards. He began licking and gnawing on the pale
flesh, “Take him Dean…take what it is you desire.”
Dean’s eyes
rolled into the back of his head when he felt his Sire’s fangs teasing his
flesh, “I can’t. I’m not ready.”
Brian watched in
an oblivious daze as Christian and Dean exchanged barely whispered words, “What
are you two talking about?”
“Do as I say
Dean,” Christian warned through gritted teeth ignoring the human’s question.
“No,” Dean
adamantly refused.
Christian snapped
out, knocked Dean off the bed, and dragged the human up onto his knees; holding
him tightly up against his chest, “Do it Dean or I will make him suffer!”
Brian suddenly
snapped out of his haze. “Let me go you sick fuck!”
Christian slapped
his hand over the human’s mouth and easily held Brian in place as he returned
his attention to Dean who was making his way to his feet. “You really want me
to make him suffer? Bleed him for days? Refuse to give you any?”
Dean looked at
the human and felt remorse, but he wasn’t ready to take a life, “I can’t do it
Christian…I’m sorry, I’m just not ready.”
Christian felt
anger at his Childe, but could remember that his own introduction to killing
hadn’t been so easy either, “Do you really think you’ll ever be truly ready to
take a life?”
Dean shook his
head and watched Brian struggling in Christian’s arms; his cock now flaccid
still sticking out of his pants, “I not sure…maybe never.”
Christian could
feel the hot panicked breath on his hand as the human struggled to breath, “I’m
trying to be patient here Dean, but you’ve been one of us for nearly a week. If
you don’t kill soon I will have to put you down, and I don’t want to do that.”
“Were you able to
do it the first time Dmitry offered you a human life?” Dean asked frantically
not wanting to die.
“Yes,” Christian
replied softly. “As was Stefan and Sicily and if you don’t kill soon you will be seen
as weak and the others of our kind will prey upon you.”
“It’s only been
four nights,” Dean argued.
“Four nights too
long some would say,” Christian retorted. “There are many who kill on their
first night, but I knew you would be different because of your hunting and your
defiance, but you must kill soon Dean.”
Dean nodded in
understanding, “I’ll try, but I can’t kill him, not after what we just did with
each other.”
“It was only sex
Dean,” Christian amusingly replied. “I just wanted to give him pleasure before
he died.” Brian screamed behind his hand and Christian tightened his grip on
the human’s mouth. “But if you prefer a cold harsh kill than that’s what we’ll
do next time.”
“It’s harsher to
do what we did to him,” Dean reasoned. “It’s better to take someone when
they’re not expecting it, do it quick without any games, and get it over with.”
“Fine,” Christian
smiled. “We’ll play it your way next time.” The older vampire licked at the
human’s earlobe, “What shall we ever do with you now?”
“We could let him
go,” Dean suggested. “Make him forget he saw us.”
Christian considered
Dean’s suggestion, “I could…his feeble mind wouldn’t know the difference.”
Dean hesitantly
looked at his master, “You mean it?”
Christian tilted
the human’s neck to the side and stared at the throbbing vein, “It does seem a
shame to let him go to waste.”
“Please,” Dean
pleaded. “Let him go.”
Christian
frowned, “Don’t beg for his life Dean. It’s disgusting…you’re a vampire not
some sniveling human.” Christian made a rapid movement with his hand and smiled
broadly when he heard and felt the human’s fragile neck snap, “There I didn’t
drain him, okay?”
Dean watched in
rage as his Sire let the lifeless body slink down onto the bed, “You’re a
fucking asshole.” He grabbed the discarded sheet off the floor and wrapped it
around himself once again, “Why the fuck did you do that?”
“Because I knew
it would piss you off,” Christian teased kicking Brian’s body off onto the
floor as he made his way towards the headboard. “And you’re sexy as hell when
you get pissed off.”
Dean looked at
the dead boy on the floor and felt a fiery rage consuming him. “Go to hell!”
Dean yelled as he stomped off to the bathroom slamming and locking the door.
Christian sat,
resting his back against the headboard, and frowned. It was obvious that he
could break the lock on the bathroom door and drag the younger and weaker
vampire back to bed, but he knew that Dean needed time to cool off. He hadn’t
meant to push his fledging so hard, but he worried for Dean’s safety. He
worried that the time would come when he would have to destroy his creation if
he couldn’t persuade Dean to take a human life.
Yet, he had worked too damn hard getting Dean in his clutches, and he
wasn’t ready to destroy the only real happiness he had known in over a hundred
years
Part LXVI coming
soon
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much appreciated and is motivating…
Darkestangel
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