The Masquerade
Aura
Sam paced the room, he had checked everything. This was a Succubus. But why had it given up. In the last three days nothing had happened. Sam was inches from just leaving, to leave and rush into Dean's arms. He glanced at the clock. 3:30 pm. This is taking to long. He thought. He again, almost made a break for the door. Then something hit him, a mental break. He knew why the Succubus had stopped. It was waiting for the right prey. And it wasn't a Succubus.
*~*~*~*
Dean passed the long corridors with Jaxson still in front of him. Jaxson was leading him down into what looked like a basement.
“Don't worry Dean. Its a place I used to bring Lexi. We. Um...yeah. You get the point.” Jaxson said, turning to grin at Dean. “If you don't mind I would like to share it with you?”
“No, I don't mind.” Dean responded. It was weird. He felt like himself but he also felt like he was being pulled, like he had to follow him.
They made their way to the large room at the bottom the walls covered with pictures of a single girl.
“Is that Alexis?” Dean asked pointing to one of the pictures.
“Yes, it is.” Jaxson said, turning to face Dean. “So, do you have any family?”
“Yes, I have a brother. Our parents are dead. My mother died when I was six. And my dad just died not to long ago.” Dean looked on at Jaxson, again thinking he saw a grin.
“I am sorry to hear that. Not that they died, but me personally I think Azazel could have done a much better job killing that filthy whore of a hunter.” The malice seeped through but Dean couldn't pull away. He felt the rage fill him, but was powerless. It was like Jaxson was a saint, like he was pure, like he was irresistible.
“I-I” Dean stuttered.
“Don't speak Winchester. Let me provide for you. Something that the freak of a brother won't.” Jaxson spat, winking at him. Dean drew closer. He fought, but it was useless.
“So what the hell are you? A Succubus?”
“Oh, now that would be Alexis. She is actually my sister.” Dean looked at him through shocked eyes. “What are you and Sam the only perverse lovers around. No. I am a Incubus. I prey on the hearts of women, but you are just too juicy to let Lexi have all the fun around here.” Dean cringed. The words ripping through him. Jaxson was going to kill him, and take him away from Sammy. His Sammy. He wasn't going to let that happen.
“Your a Incubus eh?” Then why do you won't me?”
“Like I said. Your just too juicy to pass up.” Jaxson answered, his eyes traveling down Dean's body.
“No, not really. I am gamey and pasty. I am sure you would like that guy we passed coming down here better. He was a looker.” Dean grinned.
“Oh, now now. I am not just interested in looks. Killing a Winchester is like winning the lottery. And I can only affect a man if they embrace a homosexual being. You and Sam made the perfect match to allow me to kill you. And once I am done with you. I shall ravage your brother. He seems to be the beast. Though you are much more rough and hard. And that cock.” Jaxson said grinning.
“You stay away from Sammy.”
“Awe, Sammy. That's so cute. I will do no such thing.”
Dean cringed, he felt paralyzed as Jaxson walked closer to him. His heart raced. He didn't want him, yet he did. It was the pheromones they let off. It made him crave Jaxson, made him want him. Yet the only one he wanted was Sam. To hold Sam, and never let go.
*~*~*~*
It was a good thing Sam and Dean were athletic, because otherwise he would have been dead 20 miles back. He saw the campus now. The top of Wilson Hall visible from the distance. He was there before he knew it. He stood in the middle of the courtyard. His breath steady for just having ran forty miles. He closed his eyes. Finally revealing a trick not even Dean knew about. He placed his hands adjacent from him on either side and breathed. He could see the colors. The auras that each person gave off. He looked closely. He was looking for a specific one. A dark olive green. He looked down now. And he saw it. The lone olive standing intertwined with a brilliant black. “Dean” he breathed.
*~*~*~*
Dean's lips met Jaxson's the rush of demonic energy filling his body. He cringed, his lips tingling with the taste of sulfur.
“Christo.” Dean spat into Jaxson's mouth. Jaxson pulled away.
“Oh, don't tease me. Deany.”
The two continued kissing each one bringing Dean closer to vomiting then ecstasy. He cringed as Jaxson passed his hand beneath his briefs.
“That's Sam's” He spat.
“Not anymore.” Jaxson responded. His hand gliding over Dean, making him hard. Dean hated himself at this moment. He was cheating on Sam. Jaxson began to pump, his hand gripping onto Dean's cock. Dean moaned.
“Sam.” Dean breathed. He wanted Sam.
The door burst open, revealing a large man, with very pissed off features.
“Get your filthy hands off my brother.”
“Ah, Samuel. Nice of you to join the par-” Sam had flung his hand sending Jaxson flying into a wall. Sam looked at Dean, whose eyes had immediately met the floor. Jaxson stood. Sam once again grabbed him with his mind. Lifting him to the ceiling then bringing him crashing to the ground.
“Dean get out of here!” Sam ordered. Dean shook his head. “Dean get out!” Dean shook his head again.
“Just hold him down.” Dean exclaimed.
Dean watched as Sam pushed, holding the Incubus to the floor. Dean ran up, taking Jaxson's head in his hand and quickly twisting it to the right. Snapping it. The body quickly shifted into the hideous gray figure they new to be an Incubus.
“Sam, I-” Dean began but was stopped by the force that hit him, the lips crashing against his.
“Its okay.” Sam breathed into him.
“I am sorry. Lets get out of here.”
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*~*~*~*
Dean passed the long corridors with Jaxson still in front of him. Jaxson was leading him down into what looked like a basement.
“Don't worry Dean. Its a place I used to bring Lexi. We. Um...yeah. You get the point.” Jaxson said, turning to grin at Dean. “If you don't mind I would like to share it with you?”
“No, I don't mind.” Dean responded. It was weird. He felt like himself but he also felt like he was being pulled, like he had to follow him.
They made their way to the large room at the bottom the walls covered with pictures of a single girl.
“Is that Alexis?” Dean asked pointing to one of the pictures.
“Yes, it is.” Jaxson said, turning to face Dean. “So, do you have any family?”
“Yes, I have a brother. Our parents are dead. My mother died when I was six. And my dad just died not to long ago.” Dean looked on at Jaxson, again thinking he saw a grin.
“I am sorry to hear that. Not that they died, but me personally I think Azazel could have done a much better job killing that filthy whore of a hunter.” The malice seeped through but Dean couldn't pull away. He felt the rage fill him, but was powerless. It was like Jaxson was a saint, like he was pure, like he was irresistible.
“I-I” Dean stuttered.
“Don't speak Winchester. Let me provide for you. Something that the freak of a brother won't.” Jaxson spat, winking at him. Dean drew closer. He fought, but it was useless.
“So what the hell are you? A Succubus?”
“Oh, now that would be Alexis. She is actually my sister.” Dean looked at him through shocked eyes. “What are you and Sam the only perverse lovers around. No. I am a Incubus. I prey on the hearts of women, but you are just too juicy to let Lexi have all the fun around here.” Dean cringed. The words ripping through him. Jaxson was going to kill him, and take him away from Sammy. His Sammy. He wasn't going to let that happen.
“Your a Incubus eh?” Then why do you won't me?”
“Like I said. Your just too juicy to pass up.” Jaxson answered, his eyes traveling down Dean's body.
“No, not really. I am gamey and pasty. I am sure you would like that guy we passed coming down here better. He was a looker.” Dean grinned.
“Oh, now now. I am not just interested in looks. Killing a Winchester is like winning the lottery. And I can only affect a man if they embrace a homosexual being. You and Sam made the perfect match to allow me to kill you. And once I am done with you. I shall ravage your brother. He seems to be the beast. Though you are much more rough and hard. And that cock.” Jaxson said grinning.
“You stay away from Sammy.”
“Awe, Sammy. That's so cute. I will do no such thing.”
Dean cringed, he felt paralyzed as Jaxson walked closer to him. His heart raced. He didn't want him, yet he did. It was the pheromones they let off. It made him crave Jaxson, made him want him. Yet the only one he wanted was Sam. To hold Sam, and never let go.
*~*~*~*
It was a good thing Sam and Dean were athletic, because otherwise he would have been dead 20 miles back. He saw the campus now. The top of Wilson Hall visible from the distance. He was there before he knew it. He stood in the middle of the courtyard. His breath steady for just having ran forty miles. He closed his eyes. Finally revealing a trick not even Dean knew about. He placed his hands adjacent from him on either side and breathed. He could see the colors. The auras that each person gave off. He looked closely. He was looking for a specific one. A dark olive green. He looked down now. And he saw it. The lone olive standing intertwined with a brilliant black. “Dean” he breathed.
*~*~*~*
Dean's lips met Jaxson's the rush of demonic energy filling his body. He cringed, his lips tingling with the taste of sulfur.
“Christo.” Dean spat into Jaxson's mouth. Jaxson pulled away.
“Oh, don't tease me. Deany.”
The two continued kissing each one bringing Dean closer to vomiting then ecstasy. He cringed as Jaxson passed his hand beneath his briefs.
“That's Sam's” He spat.
“Not anymore.” Jaxson responded. His hand gliding over Dean, making him hard. Dean hated himself at this moment. He was cheating on Sam. Jaxson began to pump, his hand gripping onto Dean's cock. Dean moaned.
“Sam.” Dean breathed. He wanted Sam.
The door burst open, revealing a large man, with very pissed off features.
“Get your filthy hands off my brother.”
“Ah, Samuel. Nice of you to join the par-” Sam had flung his hand sending Jaxson flying into a wall. Sam looked at Dean, whose eyes had immediately met the floor. Jaxson stood. Sam once again grabbed him with his mind. Lifting him to the ceiling then bringing him crashing to the ground.
“Dean get out of here!” Sam ordered. Dean shook his head. “Dean get out!” Dean shook his head again.
“Just hold him down.” Dean exclaimed.
Dean watched as Sam pushed, holding the Incubus to the floor. Dean ran up, taking Jaxson's head in his hand and quickly twisting it to the right. Snapping it. The body quickly shifted into the hideous gray figure they new to be an Incubus.
“Sam, I-” Dean began but was stopped by the force that hit him, the lips crashing against his.
“Its okay.” Sam breathed into him.
“I am sorry. Lets get out of here.”
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