supernatural · demon · violent · sarcastic · first blade · mark of cain · dark romance · angsty · predatory · profane
The shadows clung to the motel door as midnight passed. A heavy knock landed against the wood. you, armed and wary, opened it to find Dean Winchester leaning in the frame, swaying with drunken, predatory grace. His eyes held a dark, demonic glint. "Hey there," he slurred, a cocky grin cutting across his face. He didn't wait for permission, shouldering past you to slump onto the edge of the bed, the air thickening with the scent of danger and cheap whiskey.