Serial Killers: A Fictional Narrative

Falling forward, Tom pressed his lips against Booker’s open mouth and kissed him passionately. Removing his finger, Booker wrapped his arms around Tom’s narrow body and pulling him close, they thrust their bodies together as they continued to shudder out their release. Seconds passed, and when they were both finally spent, Tom slowed the kiss and sitting up, he trailed a finger over the seminal fluid covering Booker’s chest. “Wow,” he grinned.

Shanna attempts to kiss Devon, but Devon pushes her off. Shanna is mortified and angry at what Devon did. Infact she is in denial and believes that Devon loves her.

When Dean first met Cindy, he was fascinated by here right away without even knowing anything about

His body tensed up at the mere idea of having her in such an intimate way. Adam knew it would be something of dreams, or so it would seem to him as he had been dreaming of her all his life. "I've been told its quiet...pleasurable." he explained as gentlemanly as he could. "I like that, we are each other’s savior." he spoke as his hands gently stroked over her warm curves. He kept them on her and side, but the urge to explore further was still there. Thankfully he had enough control to not spoil the moment, "Then let us spend the rest our time together feeling what we can. I admit I may be slow in that regard. I have not felt anything in such a long time; it is hard to remember what these feelings are. Hard to explain them, but I don't want them to stop." he admitted as his lips brushed over the curve of her ear as his sense took in all they could, if only to keep him from forgetting anything about

"Holy fuck." His eyes bright with pleasure, lips swollen from their kisses and every nerve in his body on glorious fire, he collapsed on top of her Elena, letting out another little groan and moan as each movement of her body or pussy elicited a sensation of combined pleasure and soreness in his softening cock. After a minute or two, he groaned, gathering up enough energy to pull out his arms from under her body and prop himself up on his elbows over her. He stared at her for a minute with a gentless that he hadn't previously displayed, unsure if she could see him through her half-lidded eyes, and enjoying what a gorgeous sight she was in her post-orgams bliss. Her question had surprised him, but he knew the answer, despite common-sense telling him that he should refuse. He wanted her to stay, to sleep in his bed, to hold Elena in his arms and wake up to the warmth of her naked body against hiss. Slowly, he groaned, then rolled over, onto his back, next to her, heads on adjacent pillows. "I'm too tired to throw you out now." He managed a wink, then kicked the sheets down the bed, before gathering them up in his hands and drawing them over their bodies. "So, as long as you don't mind if I sleep, you can stay as long

Dean was leaning against the wall, his head resting against the cool bricks of the building. He waited at the back of the building for around twenty minutes until Castiel came to where they agreed to meet. His hands nearly went out to wrap around Castiel until he noticed the rips on his dress or the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. " Who did this to you ?" He wondered, his voice full of authority and worry yet he didn't want to scare Castiel. His arms wrapped in a protective way around Castiel, keeping him close by him. " Do you want me to take you home ? Or back to my place ? I don't mean for sexual reasons but I want to make sure that you are okay. " Dean stated, practically whispering into Castiel's ear before pulling back. " I

She looked up to him and pulled him down to her. Don laughed as she pulled him down on her laps. She chucked and said" I missed you honey " Don looked at her and smiled before he is kissing her . He wrapped

This was what I repeated to myself in my head. And with Dean? The boy who I had warned her about all these years. The boy who I thought she knew was dangerous. I guess she didn't know after all.

Cas has to suck in a sharp breath, Dean is so tight and so hot, Cas has to concentrate not to come one the spot. All he wants is thrust into Dean's heat. But he knows that Dean hasn't taken the time to prep himself properly and Cas doesn't want to hurt Dean. So he waits until has settled himself on Cas' dick.

Every episode tends to include and end with some emotional scene in which Dean is rarely open or agreeable to talking about his feelings. He grew up being the strong anchor for his family. To him, his

because he's wearing a black suit, and Dean can see his gun holster. When he turns his head, Dean looks quickly away.

At first he tried to question the demon, but all he got was a name. After some time they made a bargain. Dean would tell something if Castiel told something in return.

After they'd entered his apartment and he'd stopped on his way to the kitchen to pirouette around, he was uncertain of which of the offered options she'd choose. Would Elena suck him off to completion right there, his urgent need for relief not all helped by the way her tight ass cheeks had flexed against his hardon with each step

Her lips connected to mine and our tongues explored for a few moments until Shelly pulled away and smiled, “So honey got any finger food I’m a little peckish”. I went to the kitchen and opened some savory biscuits and placed them in a bowl when I felt Shelly’s arms around my waist clutching me tightly. Her lips came close to my ear.

The gun he has is empty, and Dean is so mad he can’t even let go of the goddamn frustrated scream stuck in his throat as the tears just keep coming. He’s so tempted to press the barrel to his chin. He can’t do this. Not again.