The Angel That's In Love With You

5

"Dean"

I heard the voice echo my name for the third time.

I was bound to a chair, legs strapped down to it, hands chained behind me and tape covered my mouth.

"Dean"

My shirt was removed and I had cuts all over my chest, arms and torso. By the way they stung I knew they were made from an Angel sword.

"Dean"

I turned my head to every side I could but saw nobody. I hadn't recognized the voice but at the same time I did. It was weird - though you know what I mean, right?

"Dean"

The voice had gotten closer now but was still too far away for me to know who's face was behind that voice.

Footsteps made its way from behind me, as I tried turning my head to see who it was but I couldn't.
They stopped, making no sound as to whether they were in the room or not. That wasn't until I felt warm air on my neck that made me shiver in both fear and pleasure.

"Dean"

They bit my earlobe before speaking lowly. My eyes had widened when I heard that voice, immediately knowing who it was.
He put his hands on my shoulders and started running them down my chest slowly, his lips on my ear as I felt goosebumps start to prick my exposed skin the closer he got to my stomach.