Title: Touched By Anna
By: Bridget McKennitt
Word Count: 341
Prompt: Supernatural, Anna/Pamela, wings
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself.
Disclaimer: Supernatural is owned by other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.
Author's Notes: Written for round seven of IJ's porn_battle.
Pamela sat on the bed, palms pressed against the quilt. She tilted her chin up as her senses tracked Anna. "What do I owe this pleasure? I heard you flew the coop once you found your Grace."
"I did." Anna moved closer until she was kneeling between Pamela's spread legs. "I came back."
"Well, as you saw, the boys do need help in whatever mess they're planning on. Having an angel like you on their side wouldn't be a bad idea."
Anna shook her head and Pamela looked down, focusing on her. "They're not why I came back. I wanted to thank you for helping me."
Before Pamela could say another word, Anna rose up and captured Pamela's lips in a kiss. "Shh," she whispered against Pamela's lips. "Let me thank you."
Their clothes slid off their bodies like water droplets as Anna straddled Pamela's thighs. Pamela tossed her head back and laughed, the vibrations bouncing Anna up and down. "I'd have never suspected an angel getting it on like this. I approve."
Anna lowered her head and sucked a mark between Pamela's throat and shoulder in response. Pamela, never one to take things slow, placed her hands on Anna's breasts and squeezed. The sound of Anna's breathy cry was music to her ears and she did it again.
"First time?" she asked as she flipped Anna onto the bed and this time, it was her turn to straddle the woman. "That's okay, I like that. Kinda hot."
Pamela bent her head to lap at Anna's nipple before switching to the other. Suddenly, she felt something soft caressing her sides and down her back. It wasn't Anna's fingers. Those were on Pamela's thighs. She threw open her psychic senses to 'see' what it was.
Anna shined like some bright thing, but that was nothing new. What was though, was the expansive wing span enfolding them. Anna's feathers sparkled like jewels within her senses and she reached up to stroke one.
Anna shuddering at the touch gave Pamela some very wicked ideas.
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