Saturday, April 9, 2011

The Hunter Chronicles: Dean, Jo, Sam Drabbles (3/3)

Day 21-31

(Day Twenty-One)

Title: Out of Control and Broken
Rating: NC-17
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Jo Dean/? (Angst)
Word Count: 200
Prompt: hail (beyond_wonder)

The storm outside was massive, wind whistling through the night. Dean could hear the hail beating down on the motel room window. Two soft hands slid up his thighs massaging him through his boxers, dainty fingers wrapping around his cock.

His eyes closed as a hot, wet mouth wrapped around the head, sucking. In his mind’s eye he could see her blonde curls moving with the motion of her mouth. One hand stroking, the other cupping his balls as she sucked the life out of him.

He threaded a hand through her curls, guiding her movements, jerking his hips slowly. He could feel the pressure building as she quickened her pace against his dick, squeezing, pulling, and Dean swore as he lost himself in an orgasm calling out her name.


And then he was cold, hands gone, heart aching. He heard footsteps and opened his eyes, the angry brunette standing in front of him.

“My name is Marissa.”

Dean grunted, another time, in another life he might have cared, but not today and not now. He shrugged.


The door slammed behind her. Dean watched the raging storm. It looked the way he felt. Out of control and broken.

(Day Twenty-Two)

Title: What Are You Doing
Rating: PG-13
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean, Jo, Sam
Word Count: 200
Prompt: sparkly vampires (nani1986)

The boys were out getting food, and the room was filled with blissful silence. She stretched out on the bed on her stomach as she opened the crisp pages and delved into the world before her. She knew it was stupid, but she just couldn’t help it.

She was addicted like all the stupid little teeny boppers across the country. She flipped the page and was so enamored that she didn’t hear the door slid open.

Dean looked at Sam, pressed a finger against his lips and pointed to Jo. Sam rolled his eyes. Sometimes his brother was ridiculous. He was convinced that Jo was harboring some dark secret. Dean snuck up behind her.

“What are you doing?”

His voice was loud, startling Jo. The book fell from her hands and Dean glanced down. He gave Jo a look of disgust.

“You’ve got to be kidding me Jo…The book with the sparkly vampires?”

Jo stood, picked up the Twilight novel and glared before raising a curious eyebrow.

“And how exactly do you know it has sparkly vampires?”

Dean’s eyes widened.

“Well obviously I guessed.”

“Mmmhmm sure you did Deano.”

Sam laughed, Jo smirked, and Dean glared at her.



(Day Twenty-Three)

Title: Silly Traditions
Rating: PG
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean, Jo, Sam
Word Count: 200
Prompt: movie night (nani1986)

It was a silly tradition. One they started a month into hunting together after Sam got a nasty gash through the stomach. They decided when a hunt finished; they’d take the night to recoup at a motel. What started out as licking their wounds had turned into movie night. Dean pushed open the door and walked in. Sam sat against the bed, legs stretched out, a pillow on his lap with Jo’s head firmly plant on it. She was focused on the TV flipping through channels.

“You get food?”

“Yup. Food, drinks, popcorn.”

Jo pouted.

“No Raisinets?”

Dean rolled his eyes, dug into the bag, and tossed the box at her.

“Aww princess you were listening!”

Sam smirked as Dean tossed the food towards them, shrugged his jacket off, and moved toward the bed. He patted Jo’s ass non too gently.


She glared, but moved and Dean plopped down as Jo settled on a black and white movie. Dean watched as Sam and Jo were transfixed by the TV, eyes wide, mouths munching and he smiled. He didn’t have many memories like this. Yeah, It was a silly tradition, but it’s one he’d always remember with a warm heart.

(Day Twenty-Four)

Title: Anything For My Princess
Rating: PG
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Jo
Word Count: 200
Prompt: fish (feigned_living)

Tears streamed down the four-year-olds face.


Dean was in the in the kitchen, arm around his wife when the loud screech tore through the house startling them. He took off to Ellen’s room, Jo following on his heels. They burst through the door guns drawn. Jo recovered first.

“What’s wrong sweetie?”

She glanced at Dean, eyes swollen and red, nose running as she sniffled, and his heart broke. She called to him in a whispered voice.


The devastated look on his baby girl’s face was worse than any injury a demon could ever give him. He swallowed hard, and knelt by her.

“What’s wrong princess?”

She pointed to the tank.

“My Angel fish is dead. Daddy Uncle Cas gave her to me.”

“You know let me see if I can fix her up okay?”

He took the tank, left the room, and called out to Castiel. The Angel appeared and Dean pointed to the fish. Castiel sighed, placed a hand over it, and seconds later the fish was swimming again.

“Thanks man.”

Castiel nodded and Dean made his way into Ellen’s room. Her eyes widened.

“Daddy you fixed her! You’re the best!”

He grinned

“Anything for my princess.”

(Day Twenty-Five)

Title: You’re Not Going Anywhere
Rating: R
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Jo
Word Count: 200
Prompt: hooker boots (feigned_living)

It had been two days since Jo walked in on Dean using her lotion to ‘clean the pipes’ as he liked to call it. Two days of picturing his rough hands on her body, making her scream. Jo couldn’t take it anymore. She was going to have sex with Dean. End of story.

Sam was at the library researching. Jo looked at herself in the bathroom mirror and took a deep breath. It was now or never. She pushed open the door and made her way into the room. Dean glanced up, looked back down at his gun before his head shot back up.

Jo was standing bent over the TV in a tight black dress and a pair of what could only be described as hooker boots. He opened his mouth and she turned raising an eyebrow at his expression.



She cut him off.

“I’m going to the bar to see if some of the locals will talk to me.”

“In that?”


Jo turned and right as she was about to pull open the door a hand slammed against it. She glanced into Dean’s darkened eyes, licked her lips and swallowed hard.

“You’re not going anywhere…”

(Day Twenty-Six)

Title: Leave Them On
Rating: NC-17
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Jo
Word Count: 200
Prompt: clit (scoopchick)

Dean pulled Jo away from the door and shoved her on the bed. She reached down to unzip her boots, but he stopped her.

“Leave them on.”

She didn’t argue. Dean pushed her back as he ran his hands up her legs, grasped the sides of her panties, slid them down, and tossed them aside. He kissed the insides of her thighs before pulling one leg over his shoulder, the heel of her boot pressed against his back.

Jo bit her lip as Dean’s head descended between her legs. At the first touch of his tongue against her clit Jo’s body arched and she moaned. Dean smirked, pushed two fingers inside of her and closed his lips around her clit, sucking hard.

His fingers speared into her at a fast pace. Jo thrust her hips against Dean’s face and he felt her tighten. Seconds later she came against his fingers and mouth. The door opened, Sam walked in, eyes widening at the sight of Dean’s head between Jo’s legs.

He yelped, shut his eyes and stumbled out of the room yelling something about being blind. Dean shook his head as he spoke.

“He really needs to learn how to knock.”

(Day Twenty-Seven)

Title: Germs
Rating: PG
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean, Jo, Sam
Word Count: 200
Prompt: hiccup (beyond_wonder)

It was four in the afternoon and Jo was freezing to death at some motel in the middle of bumfuck waiting for the boys to make their way back from a hunt. She grabbed a tissue, blew her nose, crumpled it up and tossed it in the garbage.

She was sick, which usually meant stuffy noses, coughing, possible throwing up and a slew of other gross things. Today it was a stuffy nose, sore throat and hiccups. She hated the hiccups.

Before leaving Sam made sure Jo had everything she needed within reach. Ginger Ale, tissues, crackers, and Ricola cough drops, which Dean had yelled at him for paying the extra two dollars for. The door burst open and Jo raised an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong?”

“This is all…your fault.”

His body jerked as a small popping noise came from his mouth. Jo pointed.

“You have the hiccups!”

Sam grinned, and guided Dean to the bed where Jo was. Dean let out a sneeze and shivered.

“You Germs are sharing a bed tonight, so I don’t get sick. Behave while I make you some soup.”

Dean turned toward Jo and glared.

“I hate you.”

She smirked.

“I hate you too princess.”

(Day Twenty-Eight)

Title: Not A Big Deal
Rating: PG-13
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean, Jo, Sam
Word Count: 200
Prompt: fangirl/fanboy (nani1986)

Dean slammed the motel room door for the fourth time that day.

“This is getting ridiculous. If I have to send away one more douche I’m gonna start shooting people.”

Jo chuckled from her spot on the bed and Sam grinned.

“I can’t find Chuck’s number. What the hell happened to it?”

“I don’t know Dean, but why don’t you try calming down.”

He glared at his brother.

“Calm down? We’ve been surrounded by crazy ever since Chuck added her to those stupid books!”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

Dean pointed at Jo, stern look on his face.

“Not that big of a deal? There are a shit load of fake ‘Dean’s’ outside our motel room coming to profess their love for Jo. How is that not a big deal?”

Jo tossed the book she was reading aside, smirked at Dean, mischief in her eyes.

“Suck it up Deano. I deal with your fangirls every time Chuck comes out with a new book. It’s about time I had some fanboys. Besides if the real Dean doesn’t want to profess his love, I might as well find one who will.”

Sam chuckled and Dean gaped as she walked away.

(Day Twenty-Nine)

Title: Life Was Funny
Rating: PG
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean, Jo/Sam
Word Count: 200
Prompt: best man (nani1986)

He adjusted his tie while standing at the front of the small church next to his brother. He glanced out at the semi-filled seats. There were a handful of hunters gathered there and a few civilians.

Dean couldn’t help thinking this would be any demons dream, catching them off guard like this. Good thing he wasn’t. He canvassed the room for anything out of place when the music started, their guests stood.

The double doors swung open, she came into view, and Dean’s breath rushed out of him. He’d never seen anything so beautiful. Bobby walked her down the aisle, her hair in lose waves, white dress making her look angelic.

Bobby took a seat by Ellen, and his nephew. Jo turned and faced him. Dean couldn’t believe it had been two years since he came back from hell. He watched his brother grin at Jo as they exchanged their vows.

The light in her eyes dimmed and he could see longing as they met his briefly. He tried to be a good best man, give her a happy smile, but his heart ached. Life was funny sometimes; it never seemed to turn out the way you expected it to.

(Day Thirty)

Title: Tired of Pretending
Rating: R
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean, Jo
Word Count: 200
Prompt: candy cane (scoopchick)

Dean sat on the chair, book open, eyes trained on the blonde in front of him. He watched her pink tongue slip out of her mouth and slide up the medium sized candy cane. Dean licked his lips as Jo sucked the peppermint candy into her mouth.

He groaned softly and felt his pants tighten as it slipped further into her mouth and then out again. She had amazing lips, he could picure them wrapped around something far better than a candy cane. His grip on the book tightened at the thought of what that mouth could do to him.

Jo felt eyes on her and when she turned and caught Dean staring the breath rushed out of her at the look on his face. She swallowed hard when he made no attempt to look away. She glanced toward the kitchen where Bobby and her mom were.

She heard the scratching of wood against wood. Jo glanced up startled as Dean made his way towards her. She stood quickly, opened her mouth, but before she could say anything his lips were on hers and when they broke apart surprise covered Jo’s face.

“I’m tired of pretending I don’t want you.”

(Day Thirty-One)

Title: Fresh Air
Rating: NC-17
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Jo
Word Count: 200
Prompt: wet grass (beyond_wonder)

Jo dragged him out front and he pushed her against the brick wall on the side of Bobby’s house. She could feel the wet grass on her naked feet. His hand popped open the button on her cut-offs and slid against her panties.

Dean sucked hard on her neck, branding her. She reached forward sliding her hands up and under his shirt. He groaned at the skin to skin contact and pushed to fingers into her welcoming heat.

“Oh god…”

He took his thumb and rubbed her clit. She undid his zipper and when he pulled away she whimpered. He tugged her shorts and panties down, grasped her ass, lifted her against the wall, moved his boxers aside and thrust inside of her. The rough brick scratched at her back with each thrust, but she didn’t care.

Her moans increased. He knew she was close so he reached between them, rubbed her clit, thrust one last time before she clenched around his cock making him come inside of her. The front door opened.

“Dean, Jo you guys out here?”

Their eyes widened. Dean held onto her sweat slicked body and spoke.

“Yeah, we’re coming Ellen, just getting some fresh air.”

1 comment:

  1. oh. my. god.
    If only Ellen knew...
    these were great, i loved them.