Taking on the Supernatural (Traveler & I)

[Traveler]

Rafael let out his breath in a long shudder, leaning his cheek against her palm and half-closing his eyes. "I was fine until you touched me," he confessed. "The curse is heat and air... you are the fuel that ignites me." His eyes opened and he looked at her with longing and lust.

Dean crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly. "Huh." His look was both amused and irritated.

"So he's 'cursed' to want to fuck you?" He looked at Rafael and raised an eyebrow. "That's not much of a curse." He waved a hand in their general direction. "Go ahead. Do it." At first he sounded like he was telling her to fuck him. "Take his grace, for crying out loud, so we can have the old Cass back."

Rafael turned dark eyes on Dean and he growled. "The old Cass is not coming back!" His lips pulled back slightly and he nearly snarled. Tension shot through his body, and though he was still aroused at Marie's presence he was also primed for violence.

The older Winchester brother laughed cruelly. "You're not in any position to set any rules, are you? I say we all take a shot at Marie..." Dean's eyes darkened too, as his lips curled into a grin reminding her that he was a damned soul now. "Why don't we all fuck her?"

 

[SweetMarie]

Marie couldn’t help but love how Rafael’s cheek felt in her palms. It was warm yet rough against the palm of her hand. She smiled at his comment it was kind of sweet that her touch set him off. “So I’m the fire and you’re the kindle.” She grinned looking into his eyes. She could see the lust and longing for her that filled those beautiful eyes of his.

Marie couldn’t help it his lust was starting to rub off on her as well. Marie flinched when she heard a sound come from behind her. She knew it was Dean after all he was probably the only one that could have heard her and the fact that she was talking about sex most likely turned him on.

Marie turned her head to look at Dean when he asked his question and started to open her mouth to reply but quickly shut it when he came back mocking the curse. Really it wasn’t much of a curse in her mind but Rafael/Cass may not have felt the same way. Marie raised an eyebrow in shock he was actually giving her permission to fuck Rafael in front of him. Then she released that she was wrong. Dean wasn’t telling her to fuck Rafael but pull the grace from him.

Marie stared at Dean taking a deep breath “It’s not that simple Dean I can’t pull grace out without having another host.” She said looking at Rafael as he seemed to argue with Dean. Marie was sure neither of them heard her so she sighed looking over towards Sam.

Marie heard three words ‘shot’ ‘at’ and ‘Marie’ her mind raced and she looked at Dean “Wait…” she looked at Rafael trying to figure out what they were talking about “What?” she realized Dean wasn’t himself any more he was a damned soul now which made him dangerous like any other demon out there.

“Take one step closer Dean and I’ll set one of the traps off on you and it’s not a pleasant one!” she growled. Sure Marie loved being stuffed by Dean but that wasn’t Dean any more. “Listen to me Dean Winchester.” She slowly slid off of Rafael’s lap making sure her fingers ran over every inch of his chest down his abs across his cock (very slowly) and between his thighs. She made sure to pull the chains just enough so that if Rafael really wanted out of it he could.

She slowly and precisely walked over to Dean her hips swaying taunting all three men in the room. “I’m not a fuck toy…” she stopped in her place and bit her lower lip like she was thinking those words over “Not that I don’t want to be.” She moved closer to Dean running her index finger down Deans chest “But if anyone’s going to get a shot at this…” she took Deans hand and set it on her breasts then slowly slide it down her body to her crotch “I’ll be the one to choose.” She purred letting his hand linger on her warm and wet crotch. She couldn’t help it the thought of being fucked by Rafael, Dean, and Sam at the same time was a major turn on. She looked over at Sam with a smile. He hadn’t said a thing since they tied up Rafael which was amazing in her mind. “Or maybe I should fuck Sam and make you boys watch?” she teased.

 

[Traveler]

Marie's sensual sliding off of Rafael's lap made him groan in pent-up desire. He was ready to fill her with his flesh, and her soft fingers running down his chest and across he fabric covering his cock made him extremely uncomfortable. He dropped his head slightly to pant, his chest heaving and his muscles flexing as he tried to control the base urges ripping through his loins.

Dean was taking in the seductive movements before him, and he liked the way she mouthed the words 'fuck toy'.

"Are you sure?" He asked her as she guided his hand over her breasts and then her crotch. His fingers dug into her warmth slightly, pressing hard against her clit and bringing a smile to his lips. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" He stepped in closer, his eyes dark and seemingly soulless. "Bent over the table, fucked hard while your mouth is wrapped around one of our cocks..."

In the corner Sam looked up and his eyes fixed on what his brother was doing. A quiet hunger danced across his eyes. He slowly licked his lips, and in the shadows his eyes seemed to flicker dangerously.

"Oh, and Sam?" Dean wrapped a hand around Marie's waist. "Do you remember when he was possessed by Gadreel? Well it turns out that the damned angel didn't explode himself after all. He simply converted." The elder brother grabbed Marie's wrist in his iron grip, as Sam's eyes darkened completely and Rafael managed to pull his arms out of the lasso.

Dean chuckled. "So how about a foursome? It'll be a hell of a homecoming."

 

[SweetMarie]

Marie looked at Dean with a raised eyebrow as she slowly slid his hand from her breast to her crotch. She of course wasn’t sure; she wouldn’t mind being a fuck toy. His fingers dug into her crotch finding her hard nub of a clit and she couldn’t help but let a moan slip past her lips. Her knees grew weak as he played with her clit and stepped closer to her.

Marie couldn’t help but look at Dean’s eyes those once beautiful eyes now seemed empty of his soul. Her eyes roamed to his lips as he talked about bending her over the table and fucking her. Those words made her shivered in excitement.

Marie never thought herself as an easy lay but maybe she was for Sam, Dean, and Rafael.

Marie looked over at Sam who sat in the back corner of the room. He didn’t say much but maybe that’s why he was always so hot. His eyes watched what Dean was doing to her and she noticed a look in his eyes that seemed a little out of place on his eyes. Sam’s tongue slipped across his lips moistened them as if he was hungry and she was the piece of meat he was going to sink his teeth into.

Dean spoke Sam’s name and her eyes darted back to Dean. She had her hands wrapped around Dean’s upper arms to keep her self-standing. Marie nodded she remembered Sam being possessed by Gadreel as well as other supernatural beings. Marie looked at him confused “Wait… what do you mean? He’s still inside him?”

She looked over at Sam when Dean grabbed her wrists with an iron grip. Why did men always have to be so strong? She looked down at Dean’s hand and then over at Sam who’s eyes seemed to darken completely.

Marie watched Sam closely she couldn’t believe that Gadreel was still inside Sam. She ignored Dean completely her eyes fixated on Sam as if trying to figure him out. Was that really Gadreel in Sam or something else?

 

[Traveler]

Sam's smile was still the boyish charming smile he always had, but a drop of danger was mixed in. He stood up and walked over to where Dean was holding Marie still. His body moved like a lazy tiger, sleek and graceful, ready to break into a powerful run at any moment. There was something about his golden brown hair that seemed to move as he walked. He had always worn his hair long; rebellious. Now it made him look like some kind of movie icon as he reached across his body and grabbed the hem of his shirt to pull it over his torso.

He had the hard, chiseled muscles of a warrior. His body was smooth and clear, with traces of his treasure trail just appearing above his waistline. When he reached Marie he dropped his shirt on the ground and then pressed his body against her back. His hands reached around and cupped her on the breasts, squeezing and pinching her breasts roughly before moving down her body, pressing against her ribs and her stomach, and then curving around her hips to splay across her pelvis and crotch.

Sam's breath tickled Marie's ear. He leaned against her and then began to undo her shirt as Dean continued to hold her wrists in place. "I think you are our fuck toy, Marie. And I think you're going to like it."

 

[SweetMarie]

Marie watched the boyish and charming smile turn up at Sam’s lips. He didn’t look like his typical suave self, something was different he seemed almost dangerous. Marie couldn’t pull her eyes away from Sam as he slowly stood up and walked her way. Dean’s hands gripping tight to her keeping her in place not that she was going to run anywhere. Marie was more than a willing victim for both Winchester boys. Marie’s eyes ran over Sam’s long silky golden brown hair that moved gracefully with him. Sam was so not the bad boy Dean was but Sam’s long hair made him seem appealing in the bad boy way.

Marie inhaled deeply trying to think of something to say or do her mind drawling a big fat nothing! Sam’s fingers gripped at the hem of his shirt and slowly pulled up the hem fallowing over his chiseled torso. If this were a movie she was sure she’d be one of the girls drooling like a hungry dog. God did he look sexy without a shirt. Marie’s eyes turned to Dean as if saying ‘ok your turn’ but then looked back at Sam as he stepped up to them and dropped his shirt on the ground.

Marie could feel every inch of his body as he pressed up against her back. She shivered out of lust, her body unable to hide the fact she was already turned on by Rafael and now them. Her body tensed under Sam’s touch for a split second letting out a gasp… ok more like a moan. His hands were rough against her already hard nipples, pinching and squeezing them. She kept her hands at her sides leaned her head back against Sam’s chest. His hands then began to travel south, over her rib cage then her tone stomach. She of course didn’t have a chiseled stomach like the boys she wasn’t into six packs or anything nor did she work out enough for that. His fingers ran past her belly button and onto the curves of her hips then to her pelvis and stopped over her crotch. All Marie could think to do was gasp/moan at his touch so she did.

Marie moaned out in pleasure not sure if it was because of Sam’s touch or Dean’s hot breath nipping at her ear. She’d never done Sam and Dean at the same time so it was quite thrilling. Marie opened her eyes looking at Dean. He pulled her hands in front of her making her wrists come together and her breast pop out and together in her shirt. He held onto her wrists with one hand as the other helped unbutton her shirt for her breasts.

Marie stared at Dean’s lips as he spoke and called her their ‘fuck toy’ it looked so hot when he spoke those words. She just nodded that was all she could possibly think of and who could blame her they were HOT and she fantasized about a threesome with both of them.

 

[Traveler]

Dean smiled at her as he watched her pupils react to her emotions. His eyes returned to their expressive 'human' look, and he put her hands on his shoulders and then released them so that he could begin working on undoing her pants. "I normally don't share," he crooned, his hard touch tugging at her waist, "but these are my closest friends, you see. You're our warm cherry pie, and we're going to devour you."

Sam's hands finished with her shirt and pulled it off her body. He returned to the soft, loving touch that one would expect the younger brother to have, and though he peered around at her with his light blue eyes, there was a hint of danger to him now, as if he had tasted blood and liked it. His hands met at the front of her bra and he felt her up through the sexy fabric before grabbing her bra at the front and ripping it apart. Who needed fasteners?

His brother's hands slid along Marie's waistline, easing the fabric of her pants down over her hips. "You have too many clothes on." His naughty smile grew wicked. "Sexy girls like you shouldn't be able to wear so much clothes."

Rafael had broken out of his bindings with Marie's help and was shedding off the last of the lasso. He walked around the side of Dean and looked approvingly at what the Winchesters were doing with her. "Nice... who knew that converting to the other side would be so much fun?" He smiled at Marie and then walked up and took her face in his hand, turning her to face him so that he could kiss her plump, perfect mouth. "We're going to fuck you until your legs turn to Jello." One perfect eyebrow arched higher on his head. "And then we'll fuck you some more."

 

[SweetMarie]

Marie knew Dean well enough that he was watching her every reaction to his movements and she wondered if she showed any resistance if he would have backed off. Dean wasn’t that bad of a guy to rape her so she figured if she showed any resistance he’d pull away from her. Marie was more the willing to be their sex toy after all she had fantasized about this a million times. His eyes seemed to return back to a more human look. His hands lifted her arms lifting her hands to his shoulders letting them stay there. It was like Marie was a doll for them to move as they wished. She set her hands on his shoulders watching him as his hands moved down her body to the button that held her pants tight to her hips.

Marie’s lips turned up at the corners into a grin when Dean told her he didn’t normally share his ‘toys’ and her heart raced with excitement when he called her a warm cherry pie and she so wanted them to devour her. Her hands slowly moved up his shoulders letting her fingers leaving small traces of pleasure against his skin. She made sure her touch was soft as it traveled up his neck only to be pulled away as Sam pulled her shirt up and over her head and down her arms.

Marie turned around so she was facing Sam as his touch was soft and delicate for having such rough large hands. Marie’s hands wrapped around Deans pulling him against her back and letting him unbutton her pants from behind making it easier for him. He hands released Deans letting him work on her pants that had two more buttons for him to go.

Marie’s fingers ran up Sam’s arms playfully letting her nails leaving light marks against his skin. Sam normally was the sweet loved but something was different something screamed he was dangerous. His hands reached out grabbing an hand full of her large supple breasts that even porn stars would die to have. He played with her breasts making a soft moan escape Marie’s lips she’d always had extremely sensitive breasts and having Sam playing with them only helped heighten her sensitivity.

Sam’s fingers pushed down between her breasts and yanked back ripping her bra in half with very little effort. She had loved that bra but having Sam be so rough was well worth the loss of her beloved bra.

Marie shivered against Dean as his hands tucked themselves in her waistline and slowly pulled her pants down. Normally it was Marie doing all the seducing but now it seemed like she was being seduced instead. His hands grazed over her hips pushed her pants down them and her legs. Deans voice made Marie gasp in excitement her heart racing and she knew both of them could hear her heart beating against her chest. “So what would you have me wear then?” she teased looking over her shoulder at Dean.

Marie had completely forgotten about Rafael out of the pure fact Sam and Dean had stolen her attention completely. Marie’s eyes darted over to Rafael as he spoke and she smiled and blushed. Why did she blush at Rafael’s words? His hand was warm against her face and she leaned in to him wanting more from him. His lips pressed against hers making her lips tingle with pleasure. She leaned in trying to keep the connection with their lips but his lips broke away from hers.

Marie blinked at his words licking her lower lip like she was trying to remember his kiss. Her eyes softened as she watched Rafael she was ok with him fucking her she was ok with all of them. “Ok…” her voice trailed off as if in a daze. This was like a dream and she wanted her legs to feel like Jello and them to continue fucking her until she couldn’t take it anymore and then continue.