It was a dark and stormy night cas and dean were huddled up in the corner of the motel room Sam began to feel lonely so he called up an old bud... metatron. All of a sudden there was a faint knocking on the door. "Metatron" Sam yelped. Metatron using his grace swung the door open with the swift motion of his finger. He climbed on top of sam and purred with pleasure. That was the beginning of something grand, samatron
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionShit imagines about supernatural featuring my work, and Ashley's.
