Drabble Request from @castiels-ass-butt-1967 Crowley with prompt #89 - “When did you plan on
telling me about this?” Words: 513 Warnings: Suggestive… A little dom!Crowley
A/N: Thank you so much for the request and I hope you like it! ^_^
“Well? What do you
think?” you asked Crowley, modelling for him the new tattoo you’d
recently had done. While you hadn’t intended to show it to him yet,
he’d spotted it all the same and now you found yourself genuinely
nervous of what he might say. It was just starting to scab over and
you’d wished you could have hidden it a few more days until it had at
least healed a little further.
His eyes roamed over
you, but he didn’t speak. The silence weighing heavily on you while
feeling the path his gaze was taking as it burned across your exposed
skin, a blush blooming in it’s wake.
“When did you plan on
telling me about this?” he asked without emotion, extending his
hand ever so slowly until his fingers touched the design on your
skin, tracing over it with a soft, almost delicate, touch. Despite
the gentleness, however, there was a very imposing quality to it that
had you positively trembling beneath it.
“I…” you started,
suddenly aware that any reason you gave would sound somewhat silly
and you began to feel a note of panic flicker through you. Your eyes
remained averted as you struggled with your thoughts for a coherent
answer. Even on a good day Crowley seemed to scramble your better
senses, but in a moment of uncertainty, he had you downright
Out of the corner of
your eye, you could see him raise a curious eyebrow at you, further
pressing you for an answer as if his previously limitless patience
for you was now running low.
“I just wanted it to
heal first before you saw it” you managed finally, keenly aware of
how he’d begun moving around you like a predator, making you feel
vulnerable and small.
He nodded, shrugging his
shoulders slightly as his expression came across as rather
“You don’t like it…”
you said quietly, not so much as a question as it was a statement.
“Quite the opposite,
darling. I think it’s rather beautiful, particularly on you” he
replied in a low and gruff tone, one that suggested he was rather
distracted by your exposed skin that his fingers continued to trail
When your forehead
creased in askance, he chuckled darkly to himself, the sound sending
ripples of pleasurable goose bumps racing across your flesh.
“I was more
preoccupied with thoughts of how I wanted to leave my own mark on
your skin.” His words came out in a throaty and heated breath as
he moved to your side, leaning his face in until his lips found the
sensitive hollow behind your ear.
Your entire body
stiffened at his admission and you inhaled sharply, equally curious
and frightened to see exactly how he intended on doing so.
Pressing himself against
you, you could already feeling him growing aroused by the thought,
which only added to your own terrified arousal.
“Don’t worry, darling.
My marks won’t be permanent.”
Working my way through Rockstar AU pops and Crowley has joined ranks! I had a lot of fun with this punk rock king of hell. He has a hell hound head surrounded with flames on his right arm, flames on his left leg, and “KING HELL” across his knuckles.
To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest. They are doing open casting calls all over the country. Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.
A/N: My inspiration for Nikki is the one and only Red, AKA@oriona75. So I am actually telling two stories here, Jared and Readers, and Sam and Gemini’s. It flips back and forth, so try and keep up! :)
Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Best friend Nikki(OC) Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, Mark Pellegrino, Rory Montgomery (OC), PA Emily (OC) Cliff, Other Supernatural cast and crew
Luckily the makeup artists hadn’t arrived yet. “I want to talk to you about what happened at Nikki’s party.” I snapped.
“Nice shiner there, Y/N, but none of that was my fault. That bitch was completely insane!” Rory told me.
“For your information, RORY, that bitch was Nikki’s sister, Mindy. Your antics with Trina almost ruined the party we worked so hard to plan!”
“You sound jealous,” Rory said, as he began walking towards me, blocking me in between the makeup chair and the wall of the trailer. “I’d much rather it be you. You know I’ve had a thing for you since I got here, right?”
Before I could even say anything, Rory leaned in and kissed me hard. I was so startled I didn’t even react at first. And then I pushed him away and slapped his face so hard the smack echoed through the trailer.
“What the hell, Rory? You know I’m with Jared!” I spat, rubbing my mouth.
“You don’t have to be,” Rory whispered.
“Jared will kick your ass if you touch me again, ” I yelled over my shoulder as I pushed past him and ran from the makeup trailer.