Supernatural X Reader (Smut)

Crowley x Reader- Taunting words

"- And you two morons just had to go and mess it all up!" Crowley yelled, his lips pulled into a slight snarl as he paced back and forth in the trap the Winchesters had painted before you arrived.

You'd honestly never seen Crowley this angry before, but then again, you'd only known him for a handful of years, meeting him for the first time after teaming up with the Winchester brothers on a hunt.

You loved the boys, you really did, but the way the liked to wind the demon up always sat wrong with you.

Then again, Crowley was a demon, he could take a little light teasing with no consequence...he'd know better than to fall for Dean's taunting.

Or so you thought.

"Listen here buddy, we did everything we could to get that information. Hell, we even called ___ in to help us out! So just shut your trap and find out where they're headed now."

"Dean-"

"No Sam. Big, bad and fugly here needs to understand that we don't play by his terms."

You froze the second you saw the red glint slip into the demons eyes, silently begging him to let it go before he-

"Ohhh, now I wouldn't be too sure about that boys."

Oh no...

"Crowley, don't you dare!"

"You see, Miss ___ here is all about following my orders."

All eyes in the room turned to you, Sam and Deans accusing and suspicious- Crowley's, gleeful and sadistic.

"___, you working for him?" Dean asked slowly, hand going to his belt as you frantically shook your head in denial.

"NO! No I'm not! Crowley is just being a right bastard and-"

"And what love? You don't want me to tell them about all the pretty little things you can do with that tongue?"

"Crowley..." You drew his name out, scowling over at him as Sam looked between you two, understanding lighting in his eyes.

"Dean, I think we should leave them be for a-"

"No Sammy, let's hear what this bastard has to say. ___ would never do that, you know it as well as I do. Now, stop sprouting shit and tell us what you know you black eyed bastard!"

The king of hell's lips pulled back into an all too familiar smirk, affection coating his tone as he mockingly blew a kiss in your direction.

"I know a lot of things darling. What is it you want to know?"

"Where the fuck is th-"

"How about how ___ looks with her pretty little legs over my shoulders? Her expressions as I make her scream?"

"You son of a bitch!"

"She likes dressing up too, my favourite is that pink little maid outfit she hides in the boot of her car. It's so short that the second she moves, I can see how wet her little cunt is for me. And my-oh-my does she get wet, deliciously so...have you ever tasted her? She's sosweet."

"Crowley, stop it right now." You warned, frozen in place as Dean fumed before you, Sam awkwardly holding him back from lunging at the demon.

Dean had always been like a big brother to you...it was so embarrassing to have him hear this!

"And the sounds she makes, ohh the sounds..." To your horror, the demon looked at you with hooded eyes, arousal seeping into their depths as he continued to watch you. "Have you ever heard her screaming your name as you take her from behind? She's a real wild one, I'll tell you that. I have to tie her up to get her to quit grabbing for my co-"

"CROWLEY! THAT'S ENOUGH!" You turned around, red in the face, embarrassment and anger seeping from your form as you walk to the door, ripping it open and storming from the room in a huff.

But not before you heard Crowley's parting words.

"Look at what you did, now I'm in trouble with the missus." His deep voice followed you down the hallway, chasing after you like a vengeful ghost. "But... when she's on her knees before me...legs spread for my eyes only as she touches herself...that, my boys, is true beauty. Totally worth the shit fest this is going to cause."

Hours later you sat in the nearest bar, drinking your anger away as you tried to push all of your lovers words from your mind.

It was useless though.

How dare he do that!

"___? You okay?" Turning slightly and spotting Sam, you motioned the taller man over, pulling the stool next to you out for him to sit on.

"Mmm Fine."

"You know, Dean's been trying to call you for the last hour..."

"I said I'm fine Sam."

"Look, if it's about what Crowley said about the two of you-"

"There's nothing to be said, he's a demon, a liar. He was just trying to get a rise out of Dean is all..."

Sam just looked at you with a raised brow, an amused smile tugging at his lips while you sighed and turned to look into your drink.

Yeah, you always had been a bad liar.