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Two in the Bush
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Ruby was outside the morning following her confrontation with the newly risen Winchester, waiting for him to leave the room for breakfast so she could talk the other out of following his brother like a lost little puppy. They didn't say a word to each other as he walked past, he just gave her a threatening look that warned her not to try anything nasty. She didn't intend to do anything other than her job, no matter what happened.
The demon let herself in half a minute later. She quickly surveyed the room, expecting to find Sam, but instead there were rumpled sheets and blankets and the sound of running water. By the time Sam exited the bathroom, rubbing at his hair with the towel that would be more modest wrapped around his waist, she was sitting cross-legged and comfortable on his bed, leaning back on her hands.
"That's a good look for you," she said, startling him and smirking as he quickly covered himself.
Sam cleared his throat awkwardly. "Ruby. What are you doing here?"
( My naked senses were tingling. )
silvr_moonbeams and used briefly without permission but with lots of love. Sam is a NPC.]Ruby was outside the morning following her confrontation with the newly risen Winchester, waiting for him to leave the room for breakfast so she could talk the other out of following his brother like a lost little puppy. They didn't say a word to each other as he walked past, he just gave her a threatening look that warned her not to try anything nasty. She didn't intend to do anything other than her job, no matter what happened.
The demon let herself in half a minute later. She quickly surveyed the room, expecting to find Sam, but instead there were rumpled sheets and blankets and the sound of running water. By the time Sam exited the bathroom, rubbing at his hair with the towel that would be more modest wrapped around his waist, she was sitting cross-legged and comfortable on his bed, leaning back on her hands.
"That's a good look for you," she said, startling him and smirking as he quickly covered himself.
Sam cleared his throat awkwardly. "Ruby. What are you doing here?"
( My naked senses were tingling. )
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