Bitch in the Woods

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.Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/548479.Rating:ExplicitArchive Warning:Choose Not To Use Archive WarningsCategory:M/MFandom:SupernaturalRelationship:Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester/Other(s)Character:Dean Winchester, Sam WinchesterAdditional Tags:Bestiality, Mpreg, bodice ripperStats:Published: 2012-10-28 Words: 3473Bitch in the Woodsby sdwbfSummaryDean gets lost in the woods.A pack of wolves find him.Sex happens.… I wonder what it says about me that the hardest part of this was figuring out a way to get Dean alone and lost.… Warning: bodice-ripper non-con.NotesWritten for this prompt on : After your typical salt and burn, Dean ends up lost in the woods.He finds a small clearing to sleep in, but when he wakes up he's surrounded by wolves.The largest one steps in first, rips his pants off his body and before Dean can even protest it shoves its cock inside his ass.A wild, wolfish gangbang ensues.One is clever enough to stick his cock in Dean's mouth while the other pumps away in his hole, and the others follow suit.Dean is forced to swallow up their jizz from both ends.He passes out in the middle of it from the pain but they continue anyway, and when Sam finally finds him he's still knotted to a wolf.My sincere apologies to the OP because I think she wanted a flat out wolven-gang rape, and certainly didn't intend for Sam to get turned on or Dean to get knocked up.And it does not contain even a nod to the last sentence of the prompt.But this is what it inspired.I hope she managed to enjoy it at least a little anyway!A Bitch in the Woods by sdwbfA simple salt and burn.Nothing more.Okay, it had the complication of being a double salt and burn.Pair of kidnapped twins dragged off into the forest twenty years ago by some lowlife named Wilson who'd been caught, then died in prison before the bodies could be found.Dean and Sam had gotten lucky though.Discovered an old diary no one had known existed and the perv had pretty much drawn a map.Showed the location of the twins, plus the other victims the police had found.So salt and burn it was.Except the bodies were in different areas of the forest.Needed to be done at the same time to break the twin-bond thing, so Dean and his brother had split up.Gone off without a hitch.Girl's ghost had appeared to him as he was ready to toss the match, but she'd seemed more relieved than menacing and hadn't done a thing to stop him.Job done, he'd packed up his duffle and started back to meet up with Sam, then somehow managed to get himself lost.Never going to live it down.No way.No how.But in his defense a shit ton of stuff had gone wrong.Flashlight batteries had died, despite being new.Back ups hadn't even made the damned thing flicker.Last time he bought generic.While he was coping with all of that clouds came up, covering the stars and making things black as pitch.Forced him into shuffling along so he didn't step off some cliff or something.Yeah, starless night in the middle of a huge forest, it really was that dark.Naturally, he'd used the last of his matches on the salt and burn.And, of course, his cell couldn't get any bars, so no calling Sam for help.Not that he'd have survived the humiliation of it, but he felt bad knowing his brother would worry.At least he could use the light from the display to help see, but the battery went dead after an hour.Awesome.One thing went his way.Warm night.Not too hot, not too cold – seemed the norm around these weird-assed woods that never seemed to end.No danger of hypothermia or heat stroke.And he managed to find a cozy leaf mound at the edge of a clearing.Slept on beds far less comfortable, so he settled down to wait out the night, knowing come morning he'd be able to get out of here pretty easily.He honestly hadn't meant to drop off.No fire, strange woods, etc.But he really was comfortable, and it had been a long few days with enough emotional wallop that sleeping had translated into fitful tossing and turning.Made him drop off pretty quick.He woke up with the sun low in the sky.Good news, he could see fine.Bad news, the five wolves surrounding him could see fine, too.Yeah, real bad news.They were close, too.Between him and any form of escape as well as the lovely weapons in his duffle which was a hell of a lot further away from him than it had been last night.Only chance he had was to get to it or up a tree, and that had to be measured in galactic distances to truly convey how remote success would be for either option.Made him consider staying totally still in the 'play dead and hope they go away' survival ploy, but the big black wolf he'd just bet was in charge looked him straight in the eye and almost seemed amused.Black moved toward him, and Dean couldn't stop himself from shifting up to his hands and knees.No response, but the big wolf growled, baring an impressive set of teeth when Dean tried to get his feet under him in a prelude to jumping up and running for the nearest tree.Dean froze, and the growling stopped.The advance didn't.Black got close enough for his breath to be hot puffs of air against Dean's face, then he began to circle around behind Dean.He started to shift to follow, to keep Black in sight, but another growl made him freeze again.Message received.Don't move.Not an easy command to obey when he felt the same puffs of breath against his ass.Teach him to wear an old pair of ripped up jeans on the verge of falling apart, but there hadn't been time to do laundry or get new ones.His eyes widened as the breath gave way to the push of a nose up against the denim covering his hole.He yelped in surprise as jaws snapped, then tugged, ripping his jeans off his body.He tried to move, but those same clever jaws closed swiftly around the back of his neck and he froze.He felt the pinch of teeth, the restrained power of the hold, but his skin remained unbroken.Instinctively, he dropped his head, and Black released him.His threadbare boxers met with the same fate as his jeans a moment later, leaving him naked from waist to ankle with nothing between his ass and the probe of Black's nose.Dean trembled, then shook even harder as a hot tongue slid over his hole.Black went at him like a juicy steak bone, licking and probing until he was flat out tongue-fucking him.Despite his terror, Dean's body decided a rim job always equaled good things and his cock began to harden.Another one of the wolves, this one mostly white shifted under Dean's belly and began to lick his cock, increasing the schism between a brain totally freaking out and a body getting into it.Finally the inevitable happened.Black's tonguing stopped, and a furry weight settled over Dean's back, forelegs wrapping around his torso.Took the big wolf a couple of thrusts to get the angle right, then a cock went where no cock had gone before.Dean cried out at the burning pain as Black pistoned into him.Burning.Not tearing.Wolf had gotten him wet and loose enough to keep blood out of the equation, which seemed like a very good thing given all the carnivores around him.Something wider than the cock pressed against his hole and oh, shit.Knot.Dogs had knots on their cocks.Wolves were dogs on steroids.And.He screamed as a hard thrust forced the fleshy bulb into him and his own body spasmed in release, Mostly White eagerly lapping up Dean's seed.It seemed to give Gray 1 ideas because he shifted around in front of Dean until a cock brushed against his mouth.For a moment Dean rebelled at the idea and clammed his jaw tight, but a growl from Black as well as Gray 1 made him reconsider, and he opened up like an obedient bitch.The wolf shoved his cock in, choking him and his eyes watered, but in pure self-defense, Dean quickly got the hang of it, even managing to get his lips around the knot [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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