Crowley Smut- Save a Horse, Ride a King

  A/N- credit to gif owner, and heres some Crowley smut to start off your morning :)

    A King is busy, with his citizens and his Queen. But your King was quietly sitting under you, waiting for the next unfortunate Demon to come in.

     Large and angry, a demon walked in. His brown hair a mess, he looked up at you and Crowley. Your legs were thrown across the large chair, your hand resting on Crowley’s knee, the other wrapped around a small glass full of whiskey.

    “So you..” Crowley began, looking at the demon sternly. “Are the one who sold us out to the angels..” His voice rose a little, your core starting to leak. Swishing the alcohol around in the bottle, you sat back and watched it unravel.

   "I didn’t sell you out..“ The Demon looked up from the floor, meeting your eyes. Raising your head a bit, you stared back at him. "That’s not what one of your little pitiful friends told us..” You spoke commandingly, throwing your legs on the floor and quickly standing. Slowly walking over to him, you pulled your Angel blade out of your jacket. Letting the fabric fall off your shoulders, you threw it to the side, gripping your blade.

     Placing your hand on the side of his neck, you stood on your tip toes, inches from his face. “You betrayed us, and you’ll pay the price.” You snarled, your eyes searching his for any sign of emotion. Placing the blade on his abdomen, you slowly pushed it in, watching his body light up in orange electrical shocks. Quickly, you withdrew the blade as his body collapsed. 

     Turning, you met eyes with Crowley. “You have blood on your shirt, love..” Crowley spoke slowly, holding your whiskey in his hand. You sighed, smiling a little before you put your Angel blade on top of your jacket, then walked slowly over to your King.  Crowley turned his head, watching you as you stood in front of him. Your hands went down, fingers wrapping around the hem of your shirt. Slowly pulling it over your head, you threw it aside, putting your hands behind your back to unclasp your bra.

     As it fell to the floor, Crowley eyed you, his eyes resting on your chest. Taking the silent command, you let your hands push your jeans and panties down your legs as well, stepping out of the denim. Crowley smiled, a small hum heard from his throat.

   "C'mere, baby..“ Crowley reached out, his hand pulling you by the hip. Slowly, you opened your legs and straddled him, the fabric of his suit pants cold against your core. His hands roamed your bare body, feeling your soft skin under his hands, savoring the way you felt. Hot, smooth and aroused.

   Slowly you started to grind, feeling his hard on start to build. You moaned lightly, holding his jaw line, you pulled him to you, his hands still feeling, pulling and grabbing. You kissed his lips, in a passionate but hungry kiss that sent chills up your spine. You felt the desire grow between your legs, his lips tasted like whiskey, in the most attractive way utterly possible.

    Digging his hands into your hips, Crowley kept you in one spot, holding your tight enough to bruise. "You feel so good..” He growled, wrapping his arms around you. Your chest laid against his as he held you tight, like he never wanted to let go. Slowly, you felt Crowley bite your shoulder, sure to leave a bruise there as well. Moaning, you felt him loosen his grip, letting you lift up to pull his pants down.

    Springing free, his cock stood tall and thick, dripping for you. Putting your face in his neck, you lined him up, Sinking down on his girth. Moaning in unison, you nibbled at the skin on his neck, your hands resting on his shoulders.

  You watched as Crowley felt your tight walls devour him, his length stretching you in a way you couldn’t put into words. Bringing your lips to his, you kissed him, feeling every inch that entered and left your heat. Moaning loudly, you felt the knot start to build in your stomach. Realizing this, Crowley brought his hand down between the two of you to rub your clit in slow circles.

    Back arching, you felt your juices spill out of you, the hot liquid tickling the inside of your thighs.Walls clenched tight, you felt Crowley twitch inside you, his cock sending sweet, hot fluid deep inside you. Moaning at the sensation, you rode out his high, feeling him go limp.

    Pulling off him, you stood, slowly walking over to your clothes. “Oh sweetheart, please. Don’t put anything on..” Smirking to yourself, you tuned to see Crowley drinking out of your cup, his pants pulled back up. Unable to resist his request, you walked back to him, kissing his lips before residing behind the throne. “Next!!” Crowley’s voice echoed, the door opening.

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“…But the best way to fall, is in love with Dean.”

The Impala Is Not Dean

I just had an epiphany. I can’t believe I never realized this before. Ever since I joined the fandom I’ve read meta that refers to how Dean’s emotional and mental state is represented by the state of the Impala. 

But it just hit me that Chuck/God referred to the car as their home, and that this was dissonant with Dean’s relationship with the car being the dominant symbolic meaning.

I realized the state of the car isn’t about Dean’s mental state. The Impala reflects the state of Sam and Dean’s relationship with each other. Sure, Dean has a closer connection with the car, because so much of his character is about how he relates to his family, to the point where other aspects of his identity are almost inseperable from it (see: Performing Dean/Sanitized for Sammy metas, his relationship to hunting as being unable to do it alone, etc.).

Let’s take it event by event, shall we?

In 1x20 Dead Man’s Blood, John makes an offhand comment about the car being on the verge of rusting, moments after an argument displaying the fraying relationship between John and Sam, with Dean acting as mediator.

In 1x22 and 2x01, Devil’s Trap and In My Time of Dying respectively, the Impala is totaled. It’s in pieces. And Dean is dying, with Sam and John beat up; the family is falling apart as John hides the truth from his sons and Dean is on the verge of death.

In 2x02, Everybody Loves a Clown, the car is still damaged, but as the boys grieve, Dean gets to work building the car back up again. They’re trying to fix their relationship.

When Dean teaches Sam how to take care of the car in 3x07, Fresh Blood, it is clearly a means of showing the audience how Dean is preparing Sam for a life on his own.

In In the Beginning, 4x03, the Impala is the vehicle John buys in lieu of a larger car suited for several kids and a growing family. John proposes to Mary in the front seat; this is where the Winchester Saga kicks off, and it’s with family.

And then we have 5x22. Swan Song. The car is, of course, what allows Sam to beat Lucifer and take control. But it’s not just memories of the car; it’s memories of him and Dean together in the car. They chose family. And when worse comes to worst, it is family that saves Sam.

In 6x01, the car is in storage. Sam is gone, out of Dean’s life, and as with him, so it is with the Impala. The car returns with Sam, although for a while Sam insists on driving his own car, separate. (Because he’s soulless, or because he’s connected with the Campbells?)

The Impala is totaled again in 6x22, The Man Who Knew Too Much. Sam’s wall is crumbling and Cas is a traitor, about to go off the deep end. Dean starts trying to rebuild the car as Sam gets better in 7x01, Meet the New Boss, but the car is put into storage once more in 7x06, Slash Fiction, reflecting both Dean and Sam’s conflicts with each other, Sam’s instability, and Cas’s apparent death.

In 7x23 Survival of the Fittest, the Impala crashes in front of Sucrocorp as a diversion, and Sam is left alone by the end of the episode, with Dean and Cas in Purgatory.

However, Sam fixed up the car (i.e., himself and his life on his own much like Dean wanted for him in season 3) and even got a girlfriend and a dog. It’s the dog smell that tips Dean off, something foreign dividing their home and their relationship.

In season 9 episode 16, Blade Runners, Abaddon’s minions deface the car, again showing how distant the Winchesters have become as their trust ruptures.

Next comes 10x02, Reichenbach, when the Impala is filled with trash and debris. The Winchesters’ relationship isn’t just troubled, it’s corrupt. Demon!Dean’s neglect of the car is obviously meant to reflect their relationship, considering his remark that “It’s just a car.” That comment can’t refer to himself, but for the demon’s feeling about their relationship? It’s perfect.

At last, we reach the season 10 finale, 10x23 My Brother’s Keeper. Dean leaves the car to Sam’s care for the third time, fully intent on dying. It seems like they will be separated once again. In the last moments of the episode, though, the two of them are trapped together in a literal rut as the consequences of their repeated self-sacrifice and determination to save each other at any cost actually surrounds them. It’s blatant: their self-destructive relationship has cost them everything and they are stuck in a rut, struggling to escape those familiar rhythms that so frustrate the audience.

In 11x01 Out of the Darkness, Into the Fire, we at last see the beginning of positive change. Dean and Sam not only agree not to make any more self-sacrificial plays to protect one another, they actually have to push the Impala out of the rut it was trapped in during the s10 finale. They are forced to confront their patterns.

In Baby, 11x04, the car is still obviously taking damage. We’re shown how things still break, but how the car keeps running regardless. The boys might have some bumps along the way, but they’re trying to do better, to fix their relationship (see Dean washing Baby at the start of the episode, Dean convincing the car to start at the end, and Sam talking with Dean about his infection and his visions).

No wonder Jensen’s idea of what Dean would do if Sam died permanently is so heartbreaking. To trade the car and go off alone is to say that Dean’s connection with his entire family has been so utterly destroyed that he has nothing left, not even scraps.

This also makes me wonder about Cas’s Lincoln Continental. Do the appearances and vanishings of his car maybe connect to his relationship with the Winchesters? Oooh, or his humanity? @elizabethrobertajones I know you’ve written meta on the Pimpmobile before, did you ever hit on something like this?

In conclusion, keep a watchful eye on what happens with the Impala. It might not be tipping off where the story’s headed next, but it’s definitely key to understanding the Winchester brothers’ relationship.

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