The Demons Bond

It Just Happens

Aurora is sitting on the couch with a glass of red wine in her hand. "How long have you been here hoping to get my soul?" She asks with a smile. Dean, let's out a sigh. "For about two months now." Dean runs a hand through his hair, thinking about the extent of the effort he has put into this collection. Aurora puts her wine glass on the coffee table. "Won't you get in trouble or something for not collecting my soul?" Dean takes a deep breath. "I'm not really sure. I've never had this issue before. Usually, people can't resist me, so this is uncharted territory for me." Aurora raises a brow. "Don't you get weak from your lack of devouring souls?" Dean smirks. "Oh, don't worry about me. I have collected several souls outside of you. You are definitely stubborn, but I never stopped. Why do you think I take off from time to time?" Aurora ponders on that for a moment. "You never leave longer than a couple of days, though. Surely you can't be collecting souls that quickly?" Dean chuckles. "I told you you're the first person to ever be able to resist me like this." Aurora pauses with a thoughtful look on her face. "Do you think that has anything to do with the fact that my soul is the first pure soul you've been tasked to collect?" Dean turns toward Aurora on the couch and leans against his hand. "You know it could be. Sinners typically don't have a problem sinning. It is an interesting thought, though. I, myself, wonder why they chose you."

Aurora picks up her wine glass and finishes its contents. She sits the glass back on the table before placing a hand on her cheek. "I think I've had enough wine for the night. I should head to bed. Are you staying tonight or heading out again?" Dean smiles. "I'll stay, but only if you admit you want me to." Aurora blushes softly. "I was just wondering, that's all." Dean chuckles. "Your body says something else. I'll stay just tell me that you want me to." Aurora takes a deep breath before speaking softly. "Fine, will you stay tonight? I have grown to like your company. I...I sleep better when you're here watching over me. Are you happy now?" Dean grins wide. "I knew you had it in you. Come on, let's go to bed." Dean stands and walks to the bedroom and opens the door before stepping aside to allow Aurora to enter first. "Ladies first." Aurora smiles and walks inside. She sits on the edge of the bed, removing her shoes while Dean takes the other side of the bed leaning against the headboard. Dean crosses his arms while watching Aurora prepare for bed. Aurora turns to look at Dean, a serious look on her face. "Dean?" He smiles. "Yes, sweetheart?" Aurora blushes. "I know you can't touch me without consent... but I was wondering if I could touch you?" A serious look appears across Dean's face now as he takes a deep breath. "Yeah, you're allowed to touch me, but I can't do anything." Aurora smiles and heads to her drawer to grab clothes before heading to the bathroom to change. Dean closes his eyes and thinks about the question she asked as he wonders why she asked it.

The bathroom door opens, and Dean opens his eyes while speaking. "Hey Aurora..." His words trail off into silence as he sees the girl standing in the doorway with lingerie on. Dean swallows hard as his heart starts to race. "Why are you dressed like that?" Aurora smiles softly. "Maybe it's the wine going to my head, but I want to touch you, Dean." Dean sits up, removing his shirt in anticipation. He starts to think this could be it. This could be the night he finally collects, but there's something else there, too... Aurora walks into full view as the moonlight floods through the curtains, showing off the red corset that hugs her hips and her breasts. The corset is paired with a lacy thong. Aurora crosses the room and sits on the end of the bed. She looks at Dean, who is trying to stay composed at this point. A moment later, Aurora climbs up the bed between Dean's legs. Dean puts his palms flat on the bed, not wanting to break any rules. Aurora smiles. "You can touch my hips, but you can't take my soul." Dean gives a half smile as his heart pounds hard against his chest. He slowly moves his hands to grip Auroras hips while she straddles him. He squeezes gently at first, then tighter digging his fingers into her skin. "Aurora, even if you don't consent to me taking you, it still works the same way if you take me. I'd be a willing participant, but the outcome would still be the same." Aurora leans in close her eyes, sparkling in the moonlight. "You want this, don't you, Dean?" Dean's breathing comes in shallow gasps. "More than I've ever wanted anything. Aurora." She smiles and kisses him softly as she grinds against him. She moans a bit, feeling his bulge against her sensitive spot. Dean, let's out a deep moan feeling Aurora against him. She pulls back before sliding next to him on the bed. Dean falls back against the headboard and lets out a long, frustrated sigh. "You're toruring me, Aurora. That's not fair." Aurora smirks. "Neither is my soul being up for collection by a demon, but here we are." Aurora lays back on the bed and strokes her body with her hand. Dean watches with lust and desire in his eyes, wanting to touch her so badly.