Title: Demon Deal
Author: huntinghellhound
Original Imagine: “lmagine being drunk and summoning Crowley and a kiss to seal the deal goes a little too far”
Trigger Warning: Nothing I dont think.
The warm blood trickled from the palm of your hand and into the black ceramic bowl ad the knife that cut your skin open feel to the ground. The lighting in the room was dark so it was hard to see if your warm liquid had actually made it into the bowl, or maybe it was the high amount of alcohol that was currently infiltrating your system. Your vision was a little buzzed from the entire bottle of wine that was coursing through your veins as you put in the last few ingredients into the platter and waited. Your heart pounded as every long second passed without the suave demon being within your line of sight. You were anticipating seeing the abomination’s brown hair and piercing gray eyes that always seemed like they were seeing into the depths of your soul, which you knew they probably were.
“Hello, Commando Barbie,” his British accent sliced into the damp air as he appeared behind you, clad in a black peacoat as usual. His eyes had their typical lifeless but comical look about them as he took in your figure. He had a playful smirk on his face like he usually did when he saw you. The demon had always called you ‘Commando Barbie’. You assumed it was because you were an impressive hunter and he found you attractive, which everyone knew he did because his glares and side comments. “You’re obviously a little tipsy and vulnerable so I’m not shocked you’d summon me in this manner,”
“You’re lucky I didn’t set up a devil’s trap, you prick,” you slurred out. You were having a little trouble keeping your eyes focused on the dark haired man, but you tried to hide your intoxication as well as you could. You took a few steps closer to the man as his eyes trailed your body. You could tell your sudden closeness had caused the demon’s breath to hitch out of nervousness and that gave you a sliver of satisfaction. “I need to make a deal. I need a couple thousand dollars and I don’t know how else to get it,”
“I love it when you’re all needy. And you expect me to get my slimy demon hands on the situationand make it all better? You expect me to take your innocent soul?” He slyly asked with his brows raised. He stuck his cold hand out and twirled a strand of your Y/H/C locks around his long fingers. His actions sent chili’s shivering down your spine, legs, and every other bone that you possessed.
“Who said my soul is that innocent?” You joked as you grabbed the hand that was intertwined with your hair. You pulled your face extremely close to Crowley’s, lipids almost touching. You could feel nervous breaths escaping his delicate mouth. “Let’s make a deal,”
You pushed your lips onto his, the taste of your wine evident on your lips and tongue. His hands immediately placed themselves on your backside while yours slid around his neck quickly. Your back hit the hard wall of the dark cellar as Crowley didn’t hesitate to take control of your body. His hands quickly removed your shirt and you knew that this business transaction was going to be better than the one you had at the bank yesterday.