Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader
Warnings: seductive stealing?
Word Count: 556
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You may be young, but you do know how to work up a man to get what you want. You and your friend need to eat and survive for the week, which is why you're working the local bar to see if there are any unsuspecting men. It's Christmas time, so there are a lot more people in the bar than normal.
"Is there anyone here that we haven't robbed?" your best friend whispered to you.
Your eyes scan the bar until you see two men you've never seen before.
"Them two. I think I would remember that face," you smirk.
"Ooh, I call the tall one. He's delicious. I might even take him home," your friend giggles.
"He's like, twice your age."
"I'm okay with that."
Since it's Christmas, you're wearing a flimsy Santa costume that shows more than it covers, but you don't mind the attention. Knowing that you don't mind about the age difference as well, you head over to the unsuspecting man.
"I'll take what he's drinking," you say to the bartender and look at the man with bright green eyes.
"Well hello, there," green eyes smirks.
"Dude, she's half your age," you hear the taller man whisper to his friend, but the one you're interested in waves him off.
"Are you on the naughty list?" you ask, biting your lip seductively.
"I hope I am. Are you going to punish me if I am?"
"I think I have to."
You slink up to his side, practically shoving yourself on his lap. You lean in real close, sliding your hands up his chest and into his jacket subtly.
"What do you say? come back with me, and I'll show you how naughty I can be. Would you like that? For me to be your naughty girl?"
"Fuck," he curses under his breath.
You press your lips to his neck and pepper little kisses there while your fingers find the worn leather of his wallet. You grip it and are about to pull it out when you feel metal keys. You've been needing a new car to steal, and this is the perfect opportunity to do so. You grip those as well and slide them out of his pocket–all without alerting him that you're doing so.
"Just let me go freshen up and tell me friend what I'm doing."
"Okay," he nods, in a daze.
You pocket the items and head to the bathroom, catching your friend's eyes. She's about to make a move on the taller one, but you motion for her to follow you. Instead of going to the bathroom, you head out the back door where no one can see you.
"I was just about to get with him," she complains.
"And I got their car," you smirk and hold up the keys. "We should go before they notice it's gone."
"But... he's so delicious."
"You'll find more like him. Come on."
You two head into the parking lot where you find the owner of the keys–a sleek '67 Impala. You definitely made the right choice.
"Damn, this is awesome."
"And she's all ours. Come on."
You hop into the front seat with her, starting the car. You peel out of the parking lot before the guys even know you're gone. These men make it too easy sometimes.
YOU ARE READING
Supernatural Imagines: Book One
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