A Demon's Love (Demon!Dean X Reader) Pt. 2

You had no idea how much time you had been unconscious for, but you were well aware of the strange pounding on the back of your head. 

"Wake up, sleeping beauty!" The voice snapped you back into your senses. You groaned loudly, cursing whoever decided to interrupt your rest. You felt a weak slap upon your cheek, pulling you completely out of dreamland. 

You released a small pained grunt and let your eyelids open slowly, trying to get used to your dimly lit surroundings. You were tied to a chair by your wrists and ankles, you head had lolled down heavily and you strived to lift it back up.

"There she is! I thought I had lost you for a sec." You heard the same voice as before and only then located the owner. He was only a few feet in front of you. He had a very relaxed stance as he leaned against a small table, his arms crossed in front of his chest, a very unsettling smirk upon his luscious lips.

"Dean." You croaked out in a small voice, your unused vocal cords too dry to pronounce the word properly. "Where-" You coughed, feeling your throat hurt with the effort of speaking.

"What is it, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?" He proceeded to laugh at his own joke and you rolled your eyes. At least that hadn’t changed, always the clown. "Here." Dean said, offering a glass of water. You were surprised to feel the pressure on your wrists and ankles gone. You tried to grab the glass but Dean quickly stepped back. "Try to escape and I won’t be so nice, princess."

He seemed to be waiting for a conformation, for as soon as you nodded he handed over the water. You gulped it down enthusiastically, glad to finally hydrated your sore throat. You put the glass down after emptying it, your head clearing soon enough.

"Wow. Easy there, tiger. You really were thirsty."

"Where are we?" You ignored his comment, choosing to go right to the point.

"Right to the business, I see." Dean chuckled darkly and started pacing around you, like a feline circling its prey. "We are at a suite. In a hotel. Not those dusty motel rooms you’re used to though. I decided to bring my girl into something a bit more sophistically and less disgusting."

"I am not your girl, Dean." You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose before locking your gaze in his when he stopped right in front of you. "We already discussed that."

"Yes, we did. And I thought we had reached an agreement. You are whatever the fuck I say you are and I’ll cut off that tongue of yours if you keep contradicting me" He snarled, his face dangerously close to yours.

You bit your lip to prevent another snarky comeback. “Why am I here?” You decided to ask instead. He leaned back, away from you and started walking again.

"Another subject already discussed. Next question."

You thought for a second before the next question formed in your head. You decided to voice your worst fear.

"What are you going to do with me?" You questioned quietly, scared of his answer.

"Oh, that’s a good one." Dean  grinned deviously. "Want me to show you?" His voice was only inches from your ear, his hands supporting his weight on each side of the chair. You didn’t dare to move a single muscle, refusing even to breath while he was that close.

Dean moved away suddenly and, with a single move, scooped you up in his arms and lifted you up as easily as if you weighted nothing. You shrieked loudly and he chuckled. “Don’t worry, babe. I’ll take good care of you.” He said as he threw you on the bed, you bounced once and quickly crawled up, until your back met the headboard. As far away from him as you could get.

"I-I…" You tried to say something, anything, but nothing seemed to escape your parted lips besides your ragged breath.

"Yes?" Dean asked as he crept over you on his hands and knees. You whined in fear, your entire body shaking. This was not your Dean, it was a demon and he had complete power over you. His eyes flashed black and you gulped nervously.

He settled right above you, his large frame covering the small illumination you still had, darkness overtaking the space around you. Dean started kissing your shoulder and neck, his stubble lightly grazing your skin. You froze in dread.

"Please, don’t." You pleaded in such a quiet voice you thought he wouldn’t hear, but he did. And, to your surprise, he stopped.

"Y/N?" Dean asked and there was an undertone of worry. You knew, somehow, your Dean was still in there, even if only deep inside. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. 

Then his weight and heat were gone. Your eyes snapped open in start, then relief as you quickly sat up. Dean stood at the end of the bed, his jaw clenched and charcoal eyes glaring at you. 

"Dean?" 

"Shut up." He said lowly, stalking around the bed until he was right beside you and grabbing your chin so you would meet his eyes. You knew that face, you were familiar with every single line, but the pair of ebony eyes were a brand new addition, a frightening one that is.  "You. belong. to. me.” Dean growled each word before forcefully pushing his lips against yours. 

You tried to pull away, but he had you in place by your hair, tightly entangling his fingers to your strands. You gasped and Dean used the opportunity to invade your mouth, his tongue mapping your wet cave roughly. 

Finally, you regained control over your limbs. Your arms shot up, but, instead of pushing him away, you grasped the lapels of his shirt and pulled him even closer, your tongues battling for dominance.

He smirked against your lips and slowly pulled away, your lower lip between his teeth. You moaned helplessly at the loss, making Dean laugh.

"See? Only I can do this to you, Y/N. You’re mine."  He spoke after you opened your eyes, his hand drifting softly over your cheek. "The sooner you get this, the better for you."

He moved away, leaving you breathless. Dean shrugged a jacket on and moved to the door.

"I’ll be back in a couple hours. Be ready for me. Hope you get your lesson by then, sweetheart." He held the knob and stopped, adding a few words as an afterthought. "Don’t even try to escape. I’ll know if you give one single step out this door." With that and a dark grin, he was gone and you were alone once more.