[Purgatory Isn't That Bad] || Benny Lafitte Lemon One-Shot

Annabelle had ended up... here because of Dean Winchester. Dean had gotten the woman to help with the Leviathan because she had a surprisingly great amount of knowledge when it came to the creatures. However she had not known what would have happened to them once they killed Dick Roman. But when Annabelle had seen the smirk on Roman’s face she attempted to get Dean to move however he would not budge. He would not budge and that landed all three in none other than Purgatory. While Dean had taken to the place with surprising ease Annabelle, the large brown eyed woman, had not. Annabelle stuck to Dean like a fly to tape, not leaving his side for a second. And then they met Benny.

“Shit!” Dean yelled as he looked around frantically, “where the hell is she?!” His eyes landed on his newer teammate as if he would know where she was that second.

“I don’t know,” Benny looked around and took a deep breath in as he tried to find her scent. “I could probably find her but brother, you’d only slow me down.” Benny eyed Dean who although said nothing stared at him with that look. “I’ll bring her back, Dean.” With those spoken words Benny had taken his leave. It had been three months of knowing the two and Benny had taken a liking to the other human. Her large doe eyes mixed with that chocolate brown hair that fell in soft tendrils down her back and stopped just at the two dimples in her back’s flesh... usually those chocolate locks were tied up in a ponytail or braided. Her voice charming and accented with a subtle French. It didn’t take much effort to find the damsel in distress who had been taken by a Vampire who had simply missed the taste of blood.

Annabelle was hung up upside down, the shin length black flow-y skirt she had on had fallen revealing her lower half which was still clothed by underwear which Benny personally hadn’t seen before. Her tank top managed to remain clinging to her form and her jacket had fallen some, but due to her hands being bound it hadn’t fallen off. Annabelle was unconscious as the Vampire circled her while licking his lips. In one quick movement Benny had chopped the Vampire’s head off. The body fell to the ground as he looked up. Annabelle was tied to a tree branch which was high up, but her face was just level with his own. Benny reached up to check her for any wounds, which was when the woman’s eyes opened.

“What...?” Annabelle blinked a few times as she looked forward at Benny with confusion. “Why are you upside down?” She muttered as she was still obviously confused.

“I ain’t,” Benny snickered, “You’re the one upside down darlin’.” He cut the ropes around her hands and pushed her up as he handed his weapon to her. “Cut yourself down and I’ll catch ya’ so you won’t fall to the ground.” And Annabelle did as she was told. She cut the rope and fell into the Vampire’s arms, but had dropped the weapon due to not wanting to fall and stab herself with it. In Benny’s arms Annabelle’s face was still red from the blood rushing to her head as well as embarrassment for having been seen with her skirt around her head. “Th-thanks Benny.”

“Was my pleasure,” Benny’s smooth Cajun accent rolled off his tongue like silk, those bright blue eyes looked like they were sparkling with a brewing question that was sure to fluster the woman even more as he set her down on her feet. “... If ya’ don’t mind my askin’, what kind of uh, under garment do you have on? I’ve never seen any kind like that before.”

“Jesus,” Annabelle covered her hot face with her hands as she stood beside her Vampire friend. “They’re technically called Lily Hipster, uh, the style I mean...” She smoothed out her skirt while looking down at her feet that were covered with boots. Annabelle could hear the amused chuckle from Benny and she raised her gaze to glare at him. “Shut up! It’s embarrassing to have someone asking about your underwear!”

The Vampire didn’t seem to be affected by the woman’s glare. Benny moved forward and backed her up against the tree that she had only just a minute ago been hanging from. “Suppose that’s just another thing I don’t get about you,” he had his hands pressed to the bark of the tree with Annabelle’s form pressed between it and his self. He leaned forward with his hot breath hitting against her neck, not teeth meeting the skin but his lips. Annabelle’s head tilted to the side as those warm brown hues closed. Her hands found their way inside the dirty pea coat and rested on his waist. Benny brought his lips from her neck and smirked at her. It only took them a second before he had gripped her thighs and lifted her up still pressed to the tree. His lips crashed against hers in a hot kiss, his tongue rubbing roughly against hers while he worked her skirt up again.

Annabelle unhooked the suspenders that held up Benny’s trousers and then found the zipper, with a simple movement she unzipped the trouser with her legs wrapped tightly around the man’s waist. Benny hadn’t the chance to pull her panties down before she started to move her hips against his. Their lips parted and Benny rested his forehead against Annabelle’s while his breathing became a little ragged as she rubbed against his slowly erecting member. “Well ain’t you just a tease?” He spoke barely above a whisper.

“Mmm, maybe just a little bit,” answered Annabelle as she continued to move her hips. Benny pressed his lips against hers once again and reached between Annabelle’s legs after shifted himself out of his trousers. With a fully erect cock Benny just moved the silky fabric aside and pushed into her wet mound. In Purgatory lust and hunger weren’t things that many creatures felt, hunger wasn’t even a word anyone used. So the feeling of the delicious tightness of a woman had been something that Benny hadn’t experienced in fifty years. A very quiet groan fell from Benny’s lips and Annabelle allowed an airy moan to escape her lung. Her arms wrapped around Benny’s neck as he started to move his own hips.

Benny’s hands were gripped on her thighs and he moved her hips along with his. There was a soft slapping sound of their skin mixed with their pants and soft moans as his cock continued to thrust within Annabelle. “Benny,” Annabelle mewed and felt her back arching against his chest as an orgasm wracked through her body. Her tightening earned an eager grunt from Benny as well as hearing her say his name as she climaxed. But Benny continued going, managing to bring the woman into another orgasm before he finally came.Benny pulled out and let the female stand while he tucked himself back into his trousers and re-hooked his suspenders. But there was a very pleased smirk on his face as he looked down at the still-dazed woman.

“Well...” Annabelle said once she managed to get out of that daze. “My legs feel weak,” she laughed impishly and looked up at the “monster.” “I wasn’t expecting that in the least...”

“Ever fuck in a tree?” Benny reached down and pulled the woman up against his side.

“No,” Annabelle grinned up at Benny with her arm around his waist, “of course I haven’t messed around in a lot of places.” She could tell time in Purgatory wasn’t going to be as terrible as she had first thought it would be. Not with Benny there, at least.