Little Fox (Dean X Kitsune!Male!Reader)

Guess Who

Now you were handcuffed to the bed again.

You had confessed that you never had any intention of helping them but they were still determined. And it was annoying. And you hated Dean. You were laying down on your stomach because it hurt to lay on your back. You were reading a lore book you had managed to swipe. It was about something called Ondines. They were basically Japan's bloodthirsty versions of Mermaids. Dean soon walked in with a burger in hand. Sam followed in with a cheap looking salad.

Dean came and saw down on the bed next to you and took out the burger. He then reached over and flipped you over and shoved a piece of the burger in your mouth. He had a bit of difficulty flipping you over with one hand so your shirt had ripped open, revealing the 'D' made of hickeys. You chocked on the food, trying to spit it out, but Dean made you swallow it. Almost immediately you puked it up, tears escaping your eyes as well.
"You.. Douche..." You said, panting.
"There'll be a lot more where that came from if you don't agree." Dean said, cleaning up the puke.

You rolled onto your side.
"You really aren't going to let me go.." You said.
"Nope." Dean said bluntly. Suddenly the image of your brother popped into your mind and a scenario started to play out. The elderly Kitsune dies and your brother gets taken by a bad gang of kitsunes then they turn him into the evil monster he isn't. You choke on a sob as tears roll down your face. Sam's attention is caught and he looks at you, concerned. Sam motions for Dean to follow him into the other room.

"Dean, I don't know if I can take this much longer." Sam whispered.
"Sammy, you know we need to do this. It breaks my heart but we have to." Dean whispered back. Sam sighed.
"Imagine how we'd feel. If you had been captured by kitsunes and hey were holding you captive till you agreed to help wipe out the human race. And you'd probably never get to see you brother again." Sam said, "I'd be crushed."
"I'm know, Sammy, I know. But you know as well as I do that those kitsunes kill for fun not just food. They have to be stopped." Dean said. Suddenly there was a faint jingling and the slamming of a door. Sam and Dean ran to the living room and saw that you were gone.

You ran as fast as you could, ignoring the tortuous pain in your back. You couldn't let anything happen to your brother. You heard Sam and Dean shouting. Shit. You ran behind some tall cars. Right now your weren't fast enough to outrun them but you could hide from them. You weaved around beat up cars then picked one and crawled under it. You put your hand over your mouth and tried to calm your breathing. You saw them run over and slow to a stop.
"Where the hell did he go?!" Dean said, "I know for a fact he can't run fast right now. He's not far."
Good. They didn't know you were there. You just had to wait till they moved on and make a break for it.

That was a perfect plan until you saw another pair of eyes staring at you. And they weren't Sam and Dean's. They were pitch black and a toothy grin accompanied them. You were hiding under a car with a demon. You'd take your chances with the humans thank you very much. You screamed a surprisingly feminine scream and scrambled out from under the car. Of course, the demon followed and tried to grab your legs. You crawled out and so did the demon. You ran. You didn't stop for Sam and Dean but they stopped you. You started babbling, trying to tell them to let you go and run but it was too late. They demon was now staring at all of you.

You felt your knees start to give way and stumbled. Dean caught you and held you close to him. You couldn't tell if it was protectively or possesively but either way you weren't getting out of his grasp.
"Hello there, little boys." The demon said.
"Who the hell are you?" Sam said right back.
"Your worst nightmare."