He didn’t miss the eye roll, and he braced himself for some kind of ‘enough with the chick flick moments’ scoldings that Dean usually gave him, but he let out a light breath of relief when she laughed.
"You are right. Lucifer did come to enjoy keeping materialistic valuables close to himself. There are probably some treasures worth great value, even some priceless artifacts perhaps… I suppose I wouldn’t mind helping you past the wardings." He shrugs, figuring his brother wouldn’t do too much to harm another angel with the wardings on his treasure boxes.
"I found a couple "priceless" artifacts. Trust me, I put a price on them. I have quite a large bank account now. Took it under my meatsuit’s name. So, I am nice and hidden from other things. And thanks for helping me through the boxes. Like I said, I went through all the ones that weren’t warded against demons. They were alright I guess."
Meg walked further into the crypt, bringing Castiel to where all the treasures were. Some were still in sealed boxes, some thrown unceremoniously on the floor, others propped up against each other. Meg smiled and pointed around to the boxed still sealed. “There you are, Feathers. It’s like Christmas.”
Silas’ hand finally slowed and he pulled both his cock and his fingers out of her. Turning around, he jumped up onto the hood himself, laying back on the car next to her, the lower half of his body still shamelessly uncovered. “Well, that was a fun little workout now wasn’t it?” He said in between pants of pleasure, his chest rising and falling, his skin tingling with a pleasurable electricity.
Meg let out a laugh and nodded slightly. “Yeah… It was… We should think about doing it again sometime” Meg said with a smile, looking towards the other before she stretched slightly, her arms over her head.
As she hopped out the car, Dean took a step back. They may have been on friendly term last time they met, but in Dean’s experience Meg could change sides faster than he could spot a pie in a café.
"Usual." He said with a shrug. "Just finished up getting rid of some demon that was causing trouble." He told her, pulling out Ruby’s old demon-killing knife and hoping she got the warning to not try harming him because he was fully armed and still pumped with adrenaline so ready for a fight. "Does Cas know you’re here?" He asked her, flipping the knife over and slotting it back in the holster he had at his jeans waistband, but keeping his hand on the handle, feeling a lot safer with the wood resting in his palm. "I’d tell him myself but I’d rather not go against the angel wrath. He was pretty cut up when we had to tell him you were no more. Hate to see how he’d react if he thought I’d been lying." He told her, relaxing a little, guessing if she was going to kill him, she would have done so already.
Meg rose an eyebrow at the hunter when he brought out the knife. Did he truly think she would hurt him? Sure, it wasn’t too far out of the realm of possibility, but after all, she served a cause now. Dean’s cause.
"Clarence? No, the little tree topper doesn’t know anything. But a demon was here? He was probably on my trail. Thanks for getting rid of him, Dean-o." THe demon smiled and leaned back against the car. "Listen, let’s not tell Cas I’m up and around, alright? I plan on staying hidden, and truth be told, I didn’t even want to be seen by you. But, since you have, I got a question. Why haven’t you finished the trials yet? Last I heard you were almost done. DOn’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be stuck in Hell, but locking Crowley down there isn’t a bad idea."
"So long as you are safe inside of this home, then of course it won’t." He probably sounded sappy and dumb, at least Dean would probably say he did, and Meg probably would scold him for it too, if she was paying enough attention to what he was saying.
He could see past the glow of her torch, down the dark corridor, cracked walls and grimy floors. “Is it really smart to be going through those things, if they belong to Lucifer? Any one of them could be cursed.” He mumbled.
"Meg couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the other’s words. She wasn’t going to yell at him for it, but she would never say those things herself. When he asked if it was smart, that’s when she laughed.
"Smart? Probably not. But I’m curious as hell about all of them. They must be something good about them if Lucifer kept them around, you know?"
He was tempted to do the exact opposite, to slow down and make her wait, but he was too close himself to muster the willpower to do it. His thrust became wild and erratic as he neared his release, his hand practically vibrating at the speed it was roughly pumping into her. The muscles in his abdomen tensed and he slammed in deep, releasing his load hard inside her ass, thick spurts of cum filling her tight hole. His hand had a mind of it’s own own at this point as the adrenaline rush follow by an incredibly intense pleasure flooded his body, continuing to stimulate her long after his hips stopped moving.
Soft, breathy moans fell past the demon’s lips, the feeling of the other’s body moving against hers sending goosebumps over her meatsuit. She couldn’t really help it, but she had been hiding so long, she hadn’t been able to do things like this very much. When the other came inside her, it was enough to push Meg over the edge, and the added stimulation sent waves and waves of pleasure surging through her body.
"Oh Little miss sunshine they already know that or do you think they are so stupid that they would nto assume someone is pissed at them after they pushed him into the cage?…i dont have any use for unloyal companions and i´m willing to also kill you and your dogs when you turn against me"
"Don’t kill them. The hounds. Just… Don’t. I won’t get in your way. I can just leave right now, go back to my hiding place, and stay there. You won’t ever have to see me ever again." Meg would rather get away from him now. Once he was gone she would find the Winchesters. Hey, working with them was her best option now.
Cas watched the dogs run off, letting out a breath once they’re gone. He returned his attention to the demon at his side. “That’s fine. I have keen eyesight. Darkness does not bother me.” He looks around as they enter. “And my vessel has never been bothered by dust. That doesn’t bother me either.”
"Well, good. Glad my makeshift home won’t bother you." Meg said with a smile, opening the thick, metal doors of the crypt, grabbing one of the lit torches just on the inside, holding it in front of her as she walked deeper into the building. "I already looked through most of the treasures in here. Except for the ones that are warded against demons, of course. Hey, maybe you could search the things like that for me, Clarence."
I burnt my hand pretty bad at work today. Blisters and all. It’s kind of ewwy. Anyway, it makes it worse when I type so I will not be replying until it gets bearable. But I will be lurking if anyone needs me.
Castiel sucks in a sharp breath at the sight of the dogs, and he shoves his free hand into his pocket to keep it away from their sniffing. He pressed himself closer to Meg; its not that he was afraid of them, per se, but he didn’t have many good experiences with them in his past and typically did what he could to avoid them now. “Yes… the… dogs will have it covered…”
Meg smiled and nodded her head in the direction the had just come from, and the hounds ran in that direction, going to check to make sure they weren’t followed. “Now inside is a little… Dusty? And dark. I mean, I have torches down there, but it isn’t the best lighting mechanism of this day and age. Just to warn you ahead of time.”
"No you are one option , not the only. I can torture and i will find a demon and i will get answers..now if you want to have me with you so badly then show more respect ot did daddy never loved you?" He looked at her. " i could also shoot you and the winchesters.. i know more than you. At least i already got some information from angels..they have the first blade and yes they have a new hideout. They dont know where it is either but i´m prepared for a fight as you see..but you. They could kill you easily, with your lack of controll over situations and Deans new earned abilities he could also easily kill your dogs..now tell me..why in hells name are you the only option i have?"
"Because they trust me. I’m little miss goody two shoes to them. When we find them, they will trust me. And if I just so happen to bring their little brother, and if you can try to act like your innocent old self, we can get them when their guard is down. And other demon won’t get close to them, but I can. Besides, I can change sides very easily. If you leave, of even try to hurt me, over one more thread so help me got I will snap my way out of here, find the Winchesters, tell them all about your plan, and then you will be out of the loop, buddy boy. So, what do you say? How about we just don’t respect one another and just get business done. Alright?"
He moaned into the kiss, enjoying the incredibly pleasurable effects that fucking her was having on his body. His pulse quickened, his heart beat faster, and every part of him felt hot and sensitive. He pushed himself farther still, ramping up the speed of his thrusts as his free hand tangled in her hair and he crushed his lips against hers.
Meg loved when he tangled a hand in her hair, and it only made her make more happy noises, even when they got muffled by the other’s mouth. His thrusts were driving her insane and she felt her body reacting to the pleasure all too soon her her liking. “Oh god… Keep going… A-almost there.” She panted out, nipping at the other’s bottom lip.
He glances down at her, trying to be offended by her thinking he needed them but unable to. “… I’m glad you have a safe place, Meg… And if anything does come along, I will protect you. I swear.”
"No need to, Clarence. I’m sure the dogs have it covered if anything comes to close." She said, smiling as she saw two hounds coming their way, confused at the angel. "It’s alright my little babies. Cas here is a friend. He is the only angel that is a friend, not food." She said with a smile, patting the hellhounds on the head as she strolled by, keeping Cas close.
"Dean and Sam are also just Humans and they were able to kill so many things and are feared by the most creatures and you know what..have the car i stole it anyway" he got ouf of the car and could hear one hellhound growling soon he got out the colt he stole also from his preivious owner. " One sound and you dead little doggy"
Meg got out of the car as soon as she saw him pull out the gun. “If you fire, so help me god you will wish you were still in the cage.” Meg growled, her eyes turning black again purely out of anger. “Do you think you are going to get help anywhere else? Any other demon will destroy you. And if they don’t how will you get to Sam and Dean? Last thing I heard is that they have a new and improved hideout. Even I don’t know where it is. But my hounds here can find them. I don’t know of any other demon that has hellhounds with their scent. They would have found the winchesters by now if they did. I’m your only option, kid.”