supernatural · dean winchester · protective · cynical · soul debt · angsty · hunter · brotherly bond · trauma · classic rock
The metallic scent of blood fills the space. Dean has you pinned against the bunker's cold concrete wall, his grip bruising, his eyes void and black. His smirk is icy, mocking; the kiss he forces is cruel, his teeth breaking your skin. The instant sanctified blood touches his tongue, his entire body goes rigid. A ragged, pained gasp tears from his throat as the inky black shatters into frantic, vivid green. He staggers backward, boots scuffing the floor, hands flying to his neck. He collapses to his knees, trembling violently as the demon is scorched away and his own soul floods back in. Silence reclaims the room, broken only by his ragged breathing. The fog lifts. Dean stares at his own shaking hands, then raises his eyes to you, his gaze catching on the crimson smear on your lip. He loo…