Inner Trouble (Closed)

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Ghost Of Who I Was
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Eden Fox came from a family full of witches, they were born with the power. They did not deal with demons, they tried to get rid of them. But there was only so much he could do, and really everyone needed him. As it came down to it everything was just so damn complicated. She was adopted when she was sixteen to Bobby Singer, they learned to trust each other. And Bobby knew that she was a witch, he accepted it after six months.

The day was like any other day, she was just out for a walk. But as she did she heard a voice in her head. She stopped moving and closed her eyes, trying to locate the voice. She got a feeling he was in danger, and knew where he was going. Bobby never let her go to hunts since he did not want to expose her to that. So she knew what she had to do, she had to use her powers. Something she vowed never to use, because they looked demonic.

But having no choice and in a flash she was in the mansion, her eyes scanning the room until she heard screams. She ran in that direction, Eden was afraid she was about to lose Bobby. She always called him dad, which he seemed to like. Soon she came to a room and saw Dean, Sammy and Bobby tied up and horribly hurt. A rage picked up on her, and she marched right in. Unsure what she was doing, but there was nothing she could do about that.

Eden knew John Winchester when he was around, he taught her how to fight the supernatural before he died. And now that knowledge was going to help very much. And right now it would come in handy, she noticed each demon ready to plunge a dagger into their hearts. And now she had to ask, as all three were ready to kill. Something protected them, holding them back. Now was time to expose herself, even if she did not want to.

all seven of the demons were in the air and soon Eden stepped into light. And knew what had to be done, the demons were powerless with her hold. Her eyes were pitch black as her rage could be seen and felt. "I wont let you kill my father or Dean and Sam" She yelled a bit and magically all the shutters of the windows and other ways for them to get out trapped. Taking a deep breath as she began to remember what to do.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus. Spiritus, omnis satanica potestas. Omnis incursio infernails adversarii. Omnis congregatio. Et secta diabolica, Ergo draco maledicte. Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias. Libertate servire, Te Rogamus.!" She said and the demons left the bodies and with a snap of her fingers the demons were dead. She panted heavily letting the bodies go, but laying them carefully on the ground. Looking up with black eyes, she blinked and back to the stormy color.

She raised her hands as the ropes seemed to just poof into thin air, she noticed that the guys were hurt badly. She placed her hand on him healing the wounds of the three guys. She sighed a bit knowing that Dean would probably try to kill her, but she would wait and see. She was happy to just relax, sighing softly as everything seemed just so different. Right then and there. But was feeling weak so she sat down in another chair.
 
Dean had picked his way out of more handcuffs, and slipped out of more ropes in his day than he could easily remember (And some of those memories were fond ones) However, the bindings that held him now were magical in nature and he was stuck fast.

"Do it now, we ain't got all day!" Dean spat at the demons.

"What's the hurry, Winchester?" A demon possessing a young woman teased him, "I'm going to enjoy watching you die in agony."

Dean smiled defiantly "Isn't it past your host's bedtime?"

Bobby held his chin high "Don't give up yet, idjit. We have one last card we ain't played yet."

Sam glanced at bobby, confused. He bit his lip and stayed silent.

Suddenly a dark shape entered the room. Dean couldn't quite make out who it was from where he was. There was a commotion and then-
"I wont let you kill my father or Dean and Sam!" A female voice.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus. Spiritus, omnis satanica potestas. Omnis incursio infernails adversarii. Omnis congregatio. Et secta diabolica, Ergo draco maledicte. Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias. Libertate servire, Te Rogamus.!"

The black smoke of the demons' exorcised forms rushed past dean's face, the oozing smoke stank of sulfur and blood.

Then he saw a sight he hoped he'd never see again, the strange girl actually killed the demons. A technique he had witnessed during a dark phase of Sam's life. Also, he got a glimpse of what appeared to be the black eyes of a demon.

The pieces weren't fitting. How could a demon exorcise demons like Sam had? Was this just another human who fed on demon blood? Dean didn't like it one bit, but he also couldn't do a damn thing about it as long as these bindings held him. He stared at the stranger.

"Who the hell are you supposed to be?"
 
Eden heard what Dean said and knew that this was going to be a problem. She placed her hands on her hips and sighed a little bit. She looked down knowing this was going to be hard. So she knew a test of what she says is true was needed, her stormy eyes looking at both brothers then smiled at her father. Looking back at Dean and Sammy she actually smiled a little. She remembered the first time Bobby saw what her ability was.

"My name is Eden Fox well it was until Bobby here Adopted me, so I got my last name legally changed. I come from a long line of witches, and I do not mean that we do deals with demons. My powers were inherited and everyone in my family have had theirs inherited as well. We share one thing in common Winchesters, our parents both taken out by the same damn demon. Unfortunately my powers mimic a demon and even an angel.

I knew your parents very well they were good people that did not deserve to be taken away from their children. I was five when your parents died, I was three when John taught me how to perform an exorcism. Mary saw me for who I was, a child afraid of her own shadow. I had no choice in my legacy and I walked the way alone, after the death of your parents. I went to find Azazel I went to kill him, but my anger blinded my mind.

It made my own parents a target Azazel almost killed me but I wasn't ready to go, it was when I met Castiel where he spared my life. I am the only human who can hear the true voice and see the true figure of an angel. Without being in pain and without my eyes being burned. I saw Castiel as you cannot see him, I followed him and know he took a host's body and I have been in contact with case every now and then. Azazel killed my parents and that was when I began to hunt.

I bumped into Bobby a few years ago kept my powers hidden afraid he wouldn't accept me, but one night we were on a hunt from hell hounds. A demon brought them and I was the only one who could see them. I used my powers to save Bobby, my powers fully awakened by then. It took him a while to understand, but I knew he would. Bobby isn't ignorant and neither are you two, Bobby adopted me because I always saw him as a father figure.

I owe him the love he has given me as his own blood, I gave Bobby that dagger that can kill an angel and a demon. He wanted me to be protected until I was ready to show myself, and tonight was that night. I could not help your parents, and I am sorry for that. But I will help you until my last breath, I have the ability that Sam has and used until that stopped. I am the one that helped Cas get him out of Lucifer's cage. So I have been in this game for a while"

She knew that she would be tested, so she raised her hand to him palm up. It was easy to see a scar, the scar that Bobby gave her to prove she wasn't a demon. "If you wish to see that I am telling you the truth, cut me with the dagger you carry." She said smiling at him. Easy to tell that she would not attack him, she was not that kind of woman.
 
Dean listened carefully, the more he heard, the madder he became. Bobby was like a father to him, in some ways a better dad than his real father. How could Bobby do this! How could he hide this?

His anger was boiling and he was hurt. He wanted to hurt Bobby back for covering this up.
"So Bobby, got anymore earth-shattering secrets you wanna drop on me? JESUS, I can't believe it! And Castiel knew this whole time, too? Untie me, I am so out of here."

Sam sighed "Dean, you're overreacting. Bobby has his reasons, I am sure! Let's just get the hell out of here before more demons show up!"

Bobby was silent for the whole of Dean's tantrum, only one word escaped his mouth. "Idjit."

Dean looked at Eden. "Well, thanks for nothing. Get these bindings off already." He grumbled to himself, "Can't trust these guys as far as I can throw them."
 
She was glad at least Sam saw reason, she looked at Dean knowing she held out the power but would not hurt him. "He wanted to tell you Dean I made him promise me he wouldn't, I was afraid at what you thought, I know what its like to be hunted. To be sent to hell and back, I was there while you were tied down into the chains of hell. I have seen more in my eighteen years then you have seen in your life time Dean" She said narrowing her eyes a bit. She took a dagger from her boot.

Raising the blade up she cut Bobby, Sam and Dean free, but raising her hands the ways out were blocked so they could not get out just yet. She looked back at them "You don't get it Dean, you and Sam have been through so much. But I think its time you all see something" With the dagger she cut her hand and began to make a symbol on the wall. And it turned into a mirror. She closed her eyes and took a deep silent breath, raising her hand as her memories began to be seen.

It was when she was really small she was talking to John there father, and in that memory she made a promise to John and Mary she would look out for his sons. Teaching her what was needed to live in this life. But John made her promise not to tell his boys about her yet, that only when there is no other way to save them. To show her powers off, then flashed to Bobby and her. She begged him not to tell the boys, that they had been through to much, to let them rest.

Then the wall just vanished, she looked at Dean and Sam. "I made a promise to your father, it was the last thing he said to me before he was to die. I have seen so much death, but I can feel the hate in you Dean. And you have every right to, I can feel so much. And Sam is right, he had his reasons and it was me. It is not Bobby's fault for not telling you, so if you want to blame the woman who just saved your asses, do it. But you need all the help you can get in the war that is to come. "
 
Dean's mind started to put the pieces together. He knew what she was saying was right, but his stubborn nature controlled his mouth.

"Guess I don't have a choice! But I will accept Bobby's apology from him personally. I'm sick of being the last person to hear about things."

Dean was used to getting lied to, he'd put up with it from Sam because he was his brother. He'd put up with it from his dad because, well, he was dad. But he wasn't ready to find out that Bobby, possibly the last man he trusted, had thrown in his chips with a Witch. Hell, Dean had been hunting witches since before puberty, and sent plenty of them to hell to writhe in the pit with their demonic masters.

However, despite his stubborn nature, despite years of training and against all his instincts, he trusted this witch. There was something calming about her presence. Was it magic? Or was she just a truly good person and he could sense it?

Secretly, he'd already forgiven Bobby. To the untrained eye, Bobby was a useless drunk and a redneck. However, to someone who knew a thing or two about hunting, Bobby was a rock. Someone who you could count on when you'd spent your last bullet and run out of salt. Bobby could be counted on for answers in your darkest hour, and he'd always have you out of the shit and home in time for dinner. So, really... How could Dean hold a grudge? But, outwardly, he would be hurt. He would give Bobby a hard time for a few days, then things would be right again.

This Eden, though, was an enigma. She appeared to have a heart of gold, but her eyes had "demon" written all over them. She put on a good show with the knife and it seemed like Bobby trusted her. Dean would give her the benefit of the doubt for now, but he'd be damned (again) before he let his guard down around her.

Conversely, his male side had already recognized her beauty, which in some ways just increased how dangerous she could be to him. Dean had a long history of having a weakness for the finer sex, especially the finer specimens of the finer sex.

"Okay, good witch of the south. I will take what help I can get. Lead the way."

Sam shook his head. Dean was never able to put his prejudices behind him. Sam realized that things aren't always black and white, but there's no explaining that to someone like Dean. Dean, who was so set in his ways.
 
Eden sighed a little bit as everything just seemed to be going side was but it wasn't to bad, and looked at Sam. She placed her hands on her hips and looked around the room as the windows and doors opened up. She cracked her neck a little bit, but she felt something was still there. And really everything just got serious. And the look she gave showed how serious, she sensed this was far from over. Now was a trial where he would trust her for now, hearing what he said she put her finger to her lips.

Closing her eyes she began to search the house with her ability, her breathing slow as a cold wind started to pick up. And knew exactly what was left, and it almost scared her. But when it came down to it she knew something was going to happen. "Ever wanted to see what a hell hound looks like?" She said the second she opened up her eyes howls could be heard. Right before her she knew they were there. She narrowed her eyes at it, as she knew the boys had to see the good she could do, as she said a spell.

"By sun's dying flame, and hades wicked might, I peer into the darkness, to take hold of the light" A bright light came from a pendent she wore and soon the whole room glowed with a bright light. But the light would not make you try to shield your eyes. It did not hurt eyes and very soon the four hounds were able to be seen by Bobby, Dean and Sam. But she could do much more then what she just did. And she knew it as well, it was time to use something else inside her. A weapon against the demons.

"Get ready guys" She said and a hound jumped right at her, she raised her hand stopping the ugly thing in mid air, and another hound did the same she was able to hold both. But it was actually hurting her. Her heart pounding as she was becoming a bit weakened a state she did not like. Normally she knew when to stop with her abilities but this was going to be a blood bath if she did nothing. Her nose began to bleed which was a price for her powers, her eyes black with anger.

She slammed her foot on the floor and something happened it shook a bit and like a white mist came in, circling around the other two. Keeping them prisoner, she was going to use a dog to track where the fight would be. Her heart pounding, her strength dying and all in all she just thought of Mary and John and her parents. Rage was her strength as she slowly forced herself right back up on him. Growling a little bit as she stood strong, something that was very hard to do at times.
 
Dean had never personally killed a hell hound. He'd seen a demon fight off a pair of them using the dagger, but it hadn't been a pretty fight. In fact, he'd left the demon for dead at the time (she wasn't).

The only other solution he could think of was good old fashioned "lead poisoning". Put enough rounds into something and it tends to die even if it is a supernatural being. He'd been disarmed earlier by the flock of demons so death by 2nd amendment wasn't really an option here.

While Dean was sorting out what to do, he could see the pain on Eden's face. Her spell was hurting her, even making her bleed from her nose. Magic was a volatile thing, bending the rules of nature just can't happen without consequences. He looked around frantically for a weapon. Just then, Bobby shouted, "Catch!" and tossed the dagger to Dean. He'd have to thank the old man after they got out of this mess.

Dean ran over to the two hounds who writhed in the light of the spell cast by Eden and stabbed one hound in the back with the dagger. It howled in agony as its blood splattered out in copious amounts. He thrust the knife twice more into it's twisting body to finish the job. He had a rush of adrenaline, his killer instinct was feeding his thrill of the hunt.

He turned to the other hound and tried to bring the dagger down in an overhand stab. The hell hound managed to wiggle out of the path of the blade and took only a glancing slice to the shoulder area. Dean noticed that the spell was faltering, the hound was going to get loose!
 
Once the hounds she had were killed she saw the last one as her magic was starting to fail. Since it did not last very long, and she knew she had to come up with some kind of spell that could stop it. But she did not know all her spells by heart, least not the spells that helped against this kind of creature. She was looking at the guys and watched what the hound was doing, since now she was the only one who could see it. Her heart beating quickly, but something odd happened to her as she began to remember.

It was the conversation that John and Mary had with her before they died, to trust in their sons but also to trust into her powers. To never let anyone treat her like a freak, a tear fell down her cheek as she remembered. And it was easy to see by the guys, she raised her hands beside her hips always a bit. She could see the dark and everything shut closed the windows and any way out was locked up. She opened up her eyes and looked up at the ceiling "Please let this work" She said loud enough for the guys to hear as she spoke.

"Ego sum lux, ego sum fortis ad pugnare, revertere ad tenebris ubi umbras habitare habere non possis innocentis animae. Oculis abeunt et lego, et nox est perpetua una vobiscum!" The dog ready to leave howled violently and blood exploded all over the place, she collapsed onto her knees as they were now and panted a bit. The bleeding stopped and knew it was the price for magic, and she took it all the time that she had to use so much. "This is why I try not to use my ability unless there is no other way"
 
Dean was impressed at her display of power. He wiped the foul-smelling blood off his face with his hand. "Your mojo sure packs a punch." He gave a half smile and reached out a hand, "Let's get out of this dump, I need a long shower and a cold beer."

Sam was retrieving their belongings from a wooden chest where the demons had stored.

Bobby was just watching Dean and Eden. Bobby thought to himself "Maybe there is hope for that brick-headed idjt after all".

Dean was conflicted over allying with the young witch, but he figured if she turned out to be a bad apple, he could handle it. Either way, he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

Sam approached as Dean helped Eden up. "Here." He gave Dean a 9mm Baretta. Dean frowned, "Where's my shotgun?".

Sam shrugged, "It wasn't in the box, you're just going to have to deal."

Dean sighed, "Okay, but I'm keeping the dagger then." He smiled and wiped the blood from the dagger on his dark denims.
 
Eden saw a hand offered and she grabbed it getting up and smiled a little bit "Yeah well with great power comes great responsibility." She said softly and cracked her neck as she walked over to Bobby and hugged him "I'm glad your okay, but I am also glad you called for me. Dean may have Cas but you have me' She chuckled a bit. And watched the guys doing there thing, she summoned her bag with a gesture of her hand. Since it was things she needed. Sighing a bit as she walked out enjoying the quite.

"Seems the supernatural is all around us, eyes that glance at you for a moment and flee. Not that I sense anything I am just saying, I am glad I am not on the run from you guys. You would probably find me very quick. Unfortunately witches you go against who are like me, are not the kind of people you want to take your time with. Ive had to kill a witch before, due to the power corrupting her" She said simply, which was something she would never worry about since she was strong willed.
 
The group made their way out of the maze-like basement of the old mansion. They were in a sort of catacombs beneath a colonial estate that had become a stronghold for demonic forces in the war. So many hunters had died either assaulting the mansion itself or dying in agony in the dungeon that the place had earned the feared nickname "Lost Hope".

Dean saw a black SUV parked just down the gravel drive and gestured toward it. "Come on, this thing's bound to have on board GPS, we can find our way to a safe spot to lay low." -and grab a drink He thought to himself.

He took the driver's seat, and in no time, thanks to years of trouble-making experience, he had the car hot wired and ready to drive. Sure enough, a little panel in the center of the dash lit up as the car started. Demons like to indulge in luxury while they roam the earth. They mostly live in squalor and agony while in hell so they tend to live it up in the mortal realm.

Dean punched in a familiar motel into the GPS. One that he'd used to lay low before. He chose it, not for the accommodations, but because they didn't ask for valid ID or a credit card. Keeping off the grid as much as possible was always preferable when you have an entire army of demons looking for you.
 
Eden followed quietly and didn't say anything, her stormy eyes looked around and noticed so many things around them. Crossing one leg over the other and her eyes watched Dean as he managed to hot wire a car. She smiled at it he certainly knew what he was doing it was rather nice, and figured that perhaps Dean would lighten up a little bit. She heard the car start purring like a kitten so to speak, which was nice. Going around in car was slower but at least it took no effort or energy to dry unless your attacked.

She could tell he was going as much off the grid as possible which was something she did all her life, something her parents made her do and she grew rather tied of it. But she knew it had to be done so she did it, not allowing her frustrations to show. Since she thought it was a flaw in the human condition, to show emotion was weak she thought until she met Bobby. It was rather nice to see such things as not being weak. She loved Bobby as a father of course, but knew one day this would end for them.

Once they got to the motel she got into their room and went to take a shower, she needed the warmth to help massage her muscles after all the magic she used, she stripped down got in and let the warm water just take hold of her. Sighing happily as everything just seemed to happen all at once, rubbing her neck as she ran a soaped hand against her body. She never had boyfriends, with what she was no one ever understood so she was alone. Pretty much like the boys, something no one liked.
 
Dean listened to the shower running and grumbled. "Hope she leaves some hot water. I totally had dibs." In his heart, though, he felt for the girl. Sam and himself had lived on the move for so long and he never felt like he had a place in the world. This girl probably knew exactly what that felt like.

She was a good fighter, too. Which Dean respected. Magic wasn't really Dean's thing, but he'd performed exorcisms the old fashioned way before, and that was almost like magic. "Abra kadabra." he mused to himself. Some mysteries of the world would never fully reveal themselves he supposed.

Sam and Bobby were in the next room over. Dean had insisted on staying with Eden to keep an eye on her. Bobby had protested at first, but Dean insisted. "You may trust her, but I'll be damned if I let her out of my sight until I fully understand what she is and what her intentions are." Bobby had tried to explain, but Dean was stubborn and about as easy to deal with as a python with a bellyache.

Dean waited patiently for his turn to shower, in the meantime, he retrieved the latest issue of "Busty Asian Beauties" from his backpack and began flipping through the pages. This particular issue was themed after Saint Patrick's Day and featured the women wearing skimpy green outfits and glittering top hats.

"Ooh la la." He smiled to himself as he "read".
 
Eden was enjoying everything and it was nice she shut off the water and smiled, it was rather nice to take every moment like this. To love everything about life, she appreciated life and she pulled on a pair of short shorts and a tank top, she came out with a towel rubbing her hair so it would dry. And she noticed Dean reading porn and chuckled a little bit. "You like Asian women with big breasts?" She said softly. "Wonder what Cas would think, then he would probably be asking you a million questions about it"

She sat down on the bed beside his yet away and sighed "Don't worry Dean there is plenty of hot water left. "I think if I was ever in play boy or one of the porn magazines it would make any man's mouth water." She chuckled a bit and sighed a little bit, she could tell he did not trust her still. But she dealt with it she knew if he tried to attack her she could do something about it though she hoped to god he never did. She figured he would end up testing her out to see how she did certain things.

"You know of all seriousness I really do respect you and Sammy and Bobby of course. You all have seen and been through so much shit. Yet you stay fighting, Bobby is the only family we both have. I know you and Sam see him as a father figure, I am just sorry you have had it so bad. You never had a childhood, you were forced to raise your brother when you needed to be raised to. I know how it feels Dean, I never had a childhood, I was much more mature for my age then I should be"
 
Dean smirked. "Kind words, kid. You know, your heart just might be in the right place." Dean sipped a beer, "You're 'talents' are a little on the unorthodox side. But it's hard to argue with results. My gut tells me I can trust you."

His eyes wandered from his magazine. Dean admired Eden's towel-wrapped body. The towel didn't hide her feminine features and Dean's thoughts drifted for a moment to an image of her panting in ecstasy under him. It had been a long and tough day, maybe it was time to try his charms on this enchantress.

"Say, we've got this room to ourselves for the night. We could sit here awkwardly after surviving an encounter with seven demons and a couple hell hounds. Or we could live for the moment and celebrate our survival."

He tossed the magazine aside and sat with his legs hanging over the bed, looking at her deep eyes, then finally taking in the full beauty of this girl's face. He gave her the patented Dean seduction smile that had pulled through in a hundred bars in its time. "What do you say?"
 
Eden heard what he said and could not help but smile a little bit, right in that moment she could not help but wonder what the man was up to. Right in that moment she could not help but watch the way he looked at her, and she liked it very much. Smiling a little bit as everything just seemed so much nicer now. Sighing a little she moved around the room not really caring he was looking at her, and reading a porn magazine god only knew what he was thinking about. Her humming could be heard in the room.

But then she stopped for a moment and looked over at him, watching as he sat up. Cocking her head to the side, she was rather curious about what he had in mind. Smiling a little bit more she placed her hands on her hips. "Oh Dean?" She said simply, and sat down on the bed, her stormy eyes looking at his and saw the smile on his face. Something told her she knew what he had in mind, but would play stupid. She was glad however that he felt he could trust her, that was something.

"I'm game for anything" She said looking up into his eyes.
 
Dean set his beer on the night stand and stood up slowly.
"Well, I can think of plenty of ways to celebrate." He counted the ways on his hand as he walked over to the lovely and mysterious girl, "We could, have a beer. Watch some Jeopardy. Or we could-" he was standing right in front of her now. He leaned down and scooped her up easily, holding her in his muscular arms and grinning like a teenager. Her legs straddled him as he carried her. The warmth of her thighs around him was a welcome feeling. He walked her over to the bed and let her fall back onto softness.

He began to strip off his black tank top, revealing both his impressive physique and his battle scars.

He'd had nearly-anonymous sex with plenty of women, but the excitement and taboo of the situation made this special for him. She was different from any girl he'd met. It had been years since he'd had the butterfly feeling in his stomach before sex. Not to mention, the aching his body felt for this girl was irresistible and intoxicating.
 
Eden heard what he said and smiled, sounded like he had everything figured out. Her stormy eyes looked back into his eyes as he got so close, she could feel the kind of spirit he had. He had the warriors spirit, the spirit that is older then time. A spirit that isn't afraid to show its strength, though she knew like any human being. He could break, but so couldn't she, Eden may have been a witch but she was flesh and blood just like him. She watched him remove his shirt, and smiled knowing what he wanted.

When he picked her up she wrapped her body around him, and was liking this idea already. It was nice to be able to pick such things like this. Her heart almost in her mouth, it beat hard and fast. It was just nice that this was going on with them. Her eyes looking back and she could not help but really enjoy the way he touched her. Looking into his eyes, she never had time for guys and being what she was, and with her job she could never be with anyone. Until she met Bobby and knew what she wanted.

Eden may have never been able to have a family, but she could have a single moment that would tie them together.
 
Dean tossed his tank top aside and leaned in toward the young witch to kiss her as she lay back on the bed. She looked more beautiful than any girl he'd been with. It wasn't just her physical appearance, but a glow of power around her, and the seasoned surety of someone who'd grown up around death and had learned to live each day in a fight for survival.

This was a girl who he would have killed in the blink of an eye on any other day, in a thousand other situations. But luck, or destiny... Hell, maybe even God had brought them together in peace. Even if just for tonight.

He ran his hand up her leg as he leaned in. He felt her skin emanate a soft warmth as he slid his fingers under the wet towel, pulling it aside to reveal her.
 
Eden watched him and liked where this was going, really liked it. It was nice to take every moment like this, as it was everything was really nice. Her heart beating quickly, it was all such a wonderful moment. But when he touched her it was amazing, but was glad she had this time with him. Even if it was just once and even if it never happened again. She could take this moment to the grave with her, and enjoyed it very much. Her heart pounding in her throat and looked up into the deep and emotional eyes.

Watching as he reached for her towel and pulled it back, her form was almost perfect. She had no scars but that could fool someone. Her soul was scared and did not know what this would mean in a time like this. But she was not worried about a thing, her eyes looking around her and just could not help but really enjoy this moment. She did have a tattoo on her body, it was the star of David with some Latin around the outside. It kept her safe from inner attacks like demon possession which had been tried a few times by demons.
 
Dean took a moment to appreciate the young witch's beauty. Her body was youthful, but clearly a grown woman's body. She had more than adequate breasts for her slender physique, attractive hips and smooth, athletic legs.

Dean turned off the light by the bedside, then lowered his muscular form over her. He began to kiss her neck. Then kissed her mouth, gently at first, but with more passion as he felt her kiss him back. He stroked her hair with his hand and let his hand slide from her hair to face. Touching her chin softly but meaningfully with his fingertips, as if to pull her deeper into the kisses.

Already, he was becoming physically aroused. His face was hot, his member swelled against his boxer shorts. He could feel her heat as well. She was beginning to stir with lust. Her hips lifted involuntarily and pressed her warm sex against his lower abs. The touch let him feel that she was already moist. He smiled mischievously and lifted himself off of her so he could take off his jeans.

"You want to help me off with these?" He said to her, playfully.
 
Eden was taken back by everything going on, right now however her mind was not on Bobby or Sam or even Cas. Right in this moment they were human, they wanted to have a moment together, to hold each other. She was not one for sex that means nothing, especially since she was still a virgin. But she would not tell him that, because she wanted to be treated as he would someone who had sex countless times. Looking up into his eyes, she smiled at him. Enjoying every moment like this.

Things went full circle it felt and she closed her eyes, moaning as he kissed her neck. It felt incredible and with her heart beating the way it was. She smiled happily, it was nice to feel him. But then when he kissed her on the mouth, she kissed him back. Something deep down told her Dean would see this as meaningless sex, but would turn into something else later on. But right now she was rolling with the punches and was really satisfied with how things were moving.

Then he asked what he did she could not help but smile even more, sitting back up she went for his pants and unbuttoned them. Looking into his eyes as her heart was in her ears and it hurt. But her whole body was very hot, and knew perhaps this was meant to be. Her eyes scanning his own. And tugged his jeans off, leaving him in his boxers and smiled even more. Sitting back as she looked into the eyes that could break a heart. But now nothing mattered but them.
 
"Thanks doll" Dean said as he stepped out of the jeans that lie crumpled at his ankle. He knelt by the bedside and guided Eden into position so that her round butt rested just on the edge of the bed. He took her hands in his then set them on his head. He liked for girls to pull his hair or scratch his head while he went down on them.

Dean kissed Eden on her inner right thigh, inches from her sweet pussy. Her smell was delicious, but he made himself resist digging right in. He kissed the left thigh, let his tongue trace a line toward her pussy, but stop just before. He sucked and kissed this area, dangerously close to her waiting peach. He tantalized her like this for a few minutes before breaching her gently with his tongue.

He kissed and breathed warmth across her wetness. His tongue massaged her gently here. He was taking his time to enjoy her fully, no need to rush. They had all night, after all.
 
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