too good to be true.|| the succubus

part 1.

dean went around the brick wall of the bar, holding his salt gun. he slowly turned the corner, the fabric of his jacket scraping against the brick. he found it, he found.. cas. the being had a tight grip on the angel, who was now limp. dean shot it, it vanished and dean ran to cas, kneeling. 
"cas? castiel!"
cas woke up, gasping before sitting up.
"dean?.. what happen- dean!"
"what? what is it cas?"
"behind you."

dean quickly turned around. he grabbed his iron blade and stabbed the being in the chest. with a scream, the demon left the mans body. dean didnt want to have to kill the guy-- but the exorsims would take too long. dean had a whole other thing to take care of.

as dean helped castiel to the car, he thought about it.
the woman would appear in his dreams, in his mind, and even in front of him, when he woke up. if its what he thought she was. dean had only seen him once in his dreams. she was beautiful. but she was clearly a demon. black eyes, red horns, sharp teeth, claws, long silky black hair, a full chest, slim waist, wide hips and thick thighs. 

 "a succubus!" sam would often joke. now that dean thought about it? it might have been one. great. dean knew he wouldnt mind it at first, a few wet dreams. maybe jizz the bed a few times. whatever. but then what if she goes beyond the dreams? what if she actually gets through to dean.

dean got back to the motel. sam was sat on the couch, laptop on on the coffee table as he typed away, many books on the coffee table next to it. cas wasnt there anymore. 

"what are you lookin' for, sammy?"
"the succubus dean. i really do think its a succubus. i saw her."
"you saw her?"
"yeah.. like. not in a dream."

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(ill write more soon, in the next chapter. for now i just wanted a chapter introducing that they knew the problem, and what the situation looked like.)