Supernatural One-Shots

Arm Candy (Crowley x fem!reader)

Crowley was in a bind and didn't know what to do. The people he was trying to deal with didn't trust him much. Then again, why should they? They had power, wealth, and beautiful trophy wives. Why should they accept a deal with Crowley when he didn't have everything they did? That was when Crowley got the idea that he needed what they had. A little bit of arm candy. And he knew just who to turn to.

You were sitting at your computer, your phone on speaker phone, when Crowley appeared in the bunker. "Dammit, Crowley! Dean, I am so close to putting the warding back up. Crowley just scared the crap out of me. Anyway, I hope the info helps. I'm going to see what the self-proclaimed King of Hell wants now." You hung up and turned to Crowley with scowl. "What do you want, Crowley?"

In all actuality, you didn't mind when Crowley just popped in. You had a soft spot for the King of Hell. He was charming and suave. He was also kind hearted a lot of the time, though he fought against it. You often forgot that he was one of the monsters you hunted. You knew the boys would never understand your budding feelings for Crowley, so when he did pop in, you pretended to be angry and that you couldn't stand the sight of him.

"Now now, dove. No need to be so hostile. I just came for a little chat." You looked at him pointedly. He never showed up for just a chat. "Alright, fine. I need a favor." You felt your lips stretch into a smile. "Oh really? And what could I possibly do for the all powerful King of Hell?" Crowley didn't look amused, but you laughed anyway.

"I need you to join me on a few business dinners. Dressed in your very best and looking like a queen, of course." You snorted out another laugh. "I'm sorry. You want me to what? Pretend to be your date while you negotiate deals?" Crowley nodded. You arched a brow and sat back in your chair. You sat in contemplation for a moment. There had to be a way to work this to your advantage.

"What's in it for me?" Crowley smirked. You were learning. "What is it that you want?" You crossed your legs and glanced at your computer. "It gets so boring here day in and day out while the boys are hunting. I want you to take me places. Anywhere I want, whenever I want for the next six months. The bunker is a great place to live, but I want to see the world."

Crowley pretended to think for a moment. It seemed a small price to pay to close the deals he was working on. "Deal." You grinned and clapped your hands in glee. "Yay! Thank you." Crowley chuckled darkly. "You know how I seal a deal, Y/N." You gave a little shrug. "Fair enough." With that, you stood, and quickly pressed your lips to his. No need to seem too eager to kiss the demon.

"Good. Now, I have one of my business dinners tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at six." You nodded and Crowley poised his fingers to snap. "Oh and darling?" You looked at him questioningly. "Wear something smashing in red." You chuckled, but agreed. You were sure you had just the dress and, if you didn't, you had some money stashed away from hustling pool.

Six o'clock on the dot the next evening, Crowley appeared in your bedroom again. You were putting the finishing touches on your make-up, but Crowley was too busy enjoying the view to care. The red dress you were wearing was classy and elegant, but still had tons of sex appeal. It hugged you just right and made Crowley's imagination run wild. "I can feel you staring, Crowley." You turned to face him and Crowley could have swore his breath caught. "So? Smashing enough for you?" Crowley grinned wickedly and nodded. "Perfect. You look divine." Crowley snapped his fingers, transporting you both from the bunker.

Dinner went well, earning Crowley praise and a new deal. Crowley was beyond pleased and even promised to provide you a new dress for the next dinner. "You don't need to do that, Crowley. Just remember your end of the deal. I expect a trip to Paris next week," you told him with a sly grin. Crowley actually laughed and agreed. "Alright. Until then, love." With that, he returned you to the bunker.

*time skip*

True to his word, Crowley did take you to Paris the next week and you accompanied him to another dinner. Next came Italy. Then Canada. Then Nigeria. Crowley spent months taking you all over the globe and, per your end of the agreement, you were his arm candy for all sorts of dinners and other functions for possible "clients" of Crowley's. However, your plan seemed not to be working.

The more time you spent with Crowley, the further in love with him you fell. But it didn't seem that Crowley's feelings for you were changing at all. To him, it was still a business deal and you were getting to the point where you couldn't take it anymore. You couldn't keep falling for him when he clearly didn't feel anything for you.

You were in Bora-Bora when you finally gave up hope. "Are you enjoying your day, dove?" Crowley asked and you did your best to smile. "Yeah. Thanks." A group of young giggling women caught your attention. They had their eyes on Crowley. You rolled your own and turned to your food. This happened more often than you cared to think about. Crowley would take you home and then come back for one or more of the girls.

You cleared your throat. "Crowley. Can you take me home?" He turned his hazel gaze on you. If you didn't know better, you'd say he looked concerned. "Are you alright?" You nodded. "Yeah. Just tired." Crowley didn't argue and did as you asked. Once safe in your room, you looked at Crowley. "Crowley, I think our deal needs to come to an end."

"But, pet...you've still got another month on your contract and I've got two more dinners." You frowned again. "I don't care. I can't do this anymore." You turned your back to him and tried to fight back your tears. Unfortunately for you, Crowley was very observant. "Can't do what, Y/N?" You shook your head. You knew if you spoke, you'd start to cry.

Crowley didn't say anything. He was watching you. He watched as your shoulders began to shake with sobs. "Y/N?" You quickly tried to get your breathing under control, but it was no use. The tears were falling and you couldn't stop them. "Please just go, Crowley." Crowley suddenly appeared in front of you. "No. Not until you tell me what's wrong with you."

"I can't do this anymore, Crowley. I can't keep spending all this time with you knowing that you will NEVER feel the same way I do for you!" You froze in fear after that. It was out in the open now. There was no taking it back. Crowley now knew and your heart was in his hands. Not exactly the safest place for it. "What do you mean?"

"Why do you think I made the deal in the first place? I wanted to spend time with you, Crowley. I wanted to get to know you better and I wanted you to get to know me. I knew you'd never agree to spend time with me otherwise. I was hoping that, somehow, I'd be able to wiggle my way into your life and heart the way you did mine. I can see that I was just a stupid girl."

Crowley didn't say anything. He was in shock. Of all the reasons he was expecting, that was not on the list. You just admitted that you loved him. Maybe not in so many words, but Crowley knew what you meant. And you thought he didn't return those feelings.

He really wasn't sure if he did or not. He was a demon after all and love wasn't something demons were usually privy to. However, with his exposure to human blood, it was possible for Crowley to feel love. And when he was with you, Crowley was positive that love was exactly what he felt.

"Please go," you whispered when Crowley still hadn't responded to your confession. Stubborn as a mule, Crowley didn't budge. "No. I propose a new deal, love." You glanced at him. "Love" was a new name for you. He always called you "dove", "pet", or "kitten". Never love. "I don't want anything, Crowley."

"Hear me out. I propose that we continue what we're doing. our various trips out and our dinners. But not with you as my trophy or arm candy. As my lover...girlfriend...whatever you want to call it." Your jaw dropped open. "Excuse me?" Crowley laughed and used his forefinger to close your mouth. "Don't you understand? I have no experience with love, Y/N, but with you, it is probably the closest I've ever felt. I want you by my side always. For as long as you'll have me."

"Really?" Crowley nodded and watched as brilliant smile spread across your beautiful mouth. A mouth that he had longed to kiss since you first made the deal. "Now, do we have a deal, love?" You told him that you did and, before he could protest, you surprised him again. You grabbed the lapels of his jacket and pulled him to you, connecting your lips and sealing the new deal in the most delightful way possible.