Ways to spend (not exactly) insane amounts of money.

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As weird as this arrangement was with Lara, Dean was quickly finding out some perks to it. For one thing, he could get a flatscreen tv complete with plenty of movies, and a big ass bed to relax on. There was a jacuzzi in the bathroom, and he didn't even have to worry about anybody wasting the hot water.

However he was a man with simple tastes and pleasures really. So the bed he had was one with magic fingers in it, and it didn't need quarters! He could just flip a switch and lounge back while watching some porn. A few burger wrappers littered the floor, and there was a splotch of cherry pie filling on the wall.

He hadn't bothered asking for a maid to tidy up yet, oops?

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Running the White Court from the shadows behind Lord Raith's throne was no small task, and it was quite some time before Lara decided to take the time to check in on her latest acquisition. She didn't bother to knock, simply walked in with the unshakable confidence of one who owned everything and everyone within view.

Although, upon setting sight on what Dean had done to the small suite of rooms, it was understandable that she may not have wanted to own what she saw. She raised an eyebrow at the sight of Dean lounging on the bed, and a cool, amused smile tugged at her lips as she recognized what was on the new television. "Looking for inspiration, pet?"

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He's a little like a shelter dog that way.

Dean raised an eyebrow, and shrugged, "Got bored." Luckily he wasn't in the middle of anything really interesting to be surprised by her. His hands were just calmly at his side on the bed.

Still he turned off the switch, and the TV. He slowly got up, and stretched a little before jogging over to her.

"Something up?"

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Those who knew her would undoubtedly have been surprised by the easy, almost affectionate way Lara kissed Dean on the cheek, her fingertips lingering along the line of his collarbone. But one look in her eyes would have showed that it was a careless, idle gesture. The deep desires of mortal hearts were her bread and butter, and Lara knew how to exploit them, when to be cold and careless, and when to feed the affection-starved.

"Does something have to be up?" she answered, amusement warming her words. Her arsenic grey eyes, intelligent and ever-alert, swept over the room in a single appraising gaze before she spoke again, the words carefully balanced between approval and displeasure, depending on the answer she received. "I see you've made yourself at home."

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"Maybe?"

Dean didn't think he had been agitated at all before she walked in. Though, through the light touches, as fleeting and careless as they were, he found himself calmed and almost comforted by the gesture.

He briefly glanced back toward the mess, and a flash of guilt flickered across his face. This wasn't right, he shouldn't be so rude with the gifts she had bestowed on him.

..What? He almost shook his head at the odd thoughts, but he then admitted, "Sorry, thought it was the maid's day off."

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The play of emotions across his face entertained Lara, first the creeping calm, then guilt chased away by confusion. Every little twitch of muscle betraying the way the buck's mind struggled against the memory of her influence.

She enjoyed playing with her food.

Lara let her hand fall to her side, deliberately stepping around Dean without another 'accidental' touch, and approached the splotch of red on the wall. She touched a finger to the pie filling as she spoke, "Maybe I missed you, love. Or I'm curious how this happened." Carelessly, she licked it off her finger with one sensual flick of her tongue, and a smoldering smile. "I do enjoy cherry."

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He turned his head to watch her, and his mouth went dry at the sight of her licking the pie filling. Some very creative uses for the pie filling went through his head. Maybe that could be fixed up later.

"Well, it was a messy pie, good, but sloppy. Went everywhere, just how it is with some."

Dean then blinked, "And you did? You missed me?" Dammit, his tone was going all 'not worthy of this' and yet hopeful.

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A laugh bubbled up at the hopeful surprise in Dean's voice, but Lara swallowed it back down with a secretive smile. The kine were wonderfully predictable things. And this one had been more bold than most, yet here he was, as eager and hopeful a pup as the others had been. She glanced around the room again.

Though perhaps one in need of more immediate housebreaking.

Her demon's touch slid into her voice like a kiss of velvet and silk, calling to flesh she'd marked as her own, and Lara purred, "Did you have to ask, pet? You already know the answer."

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He remained close, and a warm if surprised smile lit up his face. He then admitted, "I missed you too.".

This time his focus was entirely on her, and his mind was becoming likewise so. Dean fidgeted a little as some guilt reappeared about the mess. He should treat her things better. He wasn't use to having access to so much luxury. The places rented, the motel rooms he and Sam stayed in were so rundown in comparison. Some were little better than firetraps really.

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She looked pleased, though it was hard to tell whether the pleasure came from Dean's answer or the way she could feel his focus shift wholly to her like a lodestone to iron. Or perhaps there was no difference, and they were all reminders of power.

"Not so much that you haven't been enjoying yourself, I hope." She brushed up against Dean again, a deliberate calculated gesture that let her touch linger against his skin for the span of a breath, and sank onto the bed. For a moment, genuine surprise flickered through Lara's expression before she raised an eyebrow at Dean. "Is your bed vibrating or are you just happy to see me?"

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"Oh I found a few things to do."

Ok he wasn't even going to hide the fact he leaned toward the contact from her. Nor the content expression. It was just easier now to pay attention to her, and he was better on actions than thinking anyway.

Dean sat down on the bed by her, and he gave a sly smile, "Both? I hooked it up with magic fingers. Perk of some of the motel rooms I used to stay in."

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This time she didn't bother swallowing back the laugh, instead letting it roll over her tongue like warm honey. It was truly astonishing, how when offered the world it was almost always the smallest, simplest pleasures that satisfied the kine. Although Lara would freely admit that this was perhaps a simpler pleasure than she'd expected.

When he joined her on the bed, Lara trailed a few idle fingers up Dean's back, following the curve of his spine, and stretched with a low, liquid sigh of pleasure. "And what other perks of motel rooms would you want here?" she asked idly as she kicked off a leather high heeled pump.

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He was so used to gambling, theft, insurance and identity fraud and doing odd jobs here and there for money. Dean just didn't know what to do with all the money he had access to now. He chuckled a little at her laugh, loving the sound of it.

His back arched like a cat at the contact, and he stretched out against her happily.

He gestured to the tv and porn titles littered around. It wasn't Casa Erotica and Busty Asian Beauties, but it wasn't far off.

"All ready been working on it. I'm not that fancy a guy." Seriously, he even hated wearing tuxes, and only wore a suit as needed for hunts to impersonate federal agents.

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The sigh of pleasure slid subtly into approval as Dean stretched out against her, and Lara ruffled his hair idly like some favourite pet. "Refinement can always be taught," she murmured with a faint smile. "Unlike enthusiasm."

One of the titles littered around the television caught Lara's eye and she raised an eyebrow. "Did you really watch Pirate Wenches In Tortuga 7?"

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He was really starting to like that too much, the feel of her fingers and hands. He wasn't used to this much contact either, and usually was standoffish. Mostly to hide how much he wanted it and thought it was too wussy to ask.

"Just as long as it's not me in a tux. I hate those freaking penguin suits."

He snuggled more, and gave a small shrug.

"Yeah, I rate it a B. Needed more wenches. One of the girls reminded me of you a little."

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She had told the wizard once, that she would kill their kind with peace, that the kine would thank her as she did. It had not been an idle boast.

Lara allowed Dean to snuggle up against her as she answered, "Did she? I always thought the replacement they found after the second film didn't have quite the right bone structure."

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Dean even knew what was he asking for from her as well. It only made him more grateful. He would have some time of rest and comfort before he goes, and he was fine with it. This was better than some Memorex heaven. At least this was real.

He did lift his head to stare at her, "Wait, replacement? You mean you were in the first one?" Holy shit, he's banging a porn star? Damn this is awesome.

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It was, as far as Lara was concerned, a mutually beneficial arrangement, even with the irritating little restriction Dean had managed to insist upon. But then there was still that delightful little loophole. A low purr rose deep in her throat in anticipatory pleasure at the thought.

"Are you surprised, pet?" she asked, amused at his wide-eyed expression. "Perhaps I will bring you to a premier. Even if it would require a tuxedo."

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Dean's just annoying that way. But the loophole part would annoy him to no end. He wanted everyone to be safe.

The fun sounds from Lara were very distracting in the meantime.

He then admitted, "Yeah a little. I mean it's a good surprise since I know you're awesome for it. Wouldn't mind checking out a set sometime?"

As for the premiere part, he liked the idea.

"Only if I have to, and yeah if you insist." He really looked good in a tuxedo, he just hated the formality of them.

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Safe was a relative thing, of course. For a human, sparing one, maybe two, from the fate of being prey might have been a worthwhile ideal. But for a vampire, what was one, two, human lives in a lifetime that spanned centuries, that counted its kills in far greater numbers than a single life.

It was about as inconvenient as having to wait in the bar for a table at a restaurant. She would still feed, and the experience was often diverting.

Like it was now. To refine the found mutt. "Of course I'd insist." The words were spoken lightly enough, but it nevertheless held a touch of steel, the ghost of a command waiting in the wings. "Would you really want to cause me embarrassment by being anything less than impeccable?"

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Dean felt himself wanting to react to the hidden tone. To sit up and obey. Say how much he wanted to please her. However she still only had so much influence over him so far, and no further. Not yet anyway.

He gave a snort, his stubbornness still there, "Oh I don't know, I thought you liked my scruffy unpolished side. But I can disguise myself pretty damn well. Had to do it enough on the job."

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Her old friend stirred in irritation at the buck's resistance, but it was instinctive and easily quelled. She could have bent his mind again for the insolence, but Lara enjoyed the game far too much to change her plans. It was much more enjoyable to ply the buck with luxury and affection, to choke the resistance from his mind slowly, one moment, one question, one desire at a time.

"You do have a certain charm," she admitted with a secretive smile, fingernails trailing down the back of Dean's neck. "Perhaps I'm just curious how flexible that disguise is."

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Dean preened at the attention, and his eyes half closed at the feel of her fingernails. The stubbornness eased back a step as he relaxed more.

His smirk grew bigger as more innuendo crept into his voice, "Very flexible. Good at all kinds of positions."

In a more serious tone, he added, "In my work, need to pretend to be cops, federal agents. Just on the fly acting and improvisation to get the answers we need for our cases."

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"Be careful, pet, or I'll demand a demonstration," she warned in that same light tone, threaded through with hidden steel.

The subtle shift in Dean's tone from relaxed innuendo to seriousness caught Lara's attention. Her sources had given her some vague information on the type of work the brothers had engaged in before Dean had made his little arrangement, but a lot of it was hard to substantiate. And here was her opportunity to get the answer straight from the buck's lips.

"Oh? There aren't many lines of work that encourage impersonating law enforcement," she said, her attention focused despite the idle conversational tone.

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Dean paid more attention to the tone, and he admitted, "Don't have to demand, I'll give it whenever you want."

He shifted around to lay on his side, head almost on her lap, and the rest of him curled by her.

Another sigh before he replied, "Nope, just ones like mine. Hunting. Been doing it for years. We'd find a case of something sounding strange in the papers, and go investigate. Stop whatever monster's killing people."

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So her network was right. Well, that certainly explained a few things. A satisfied smile tugged at Lara's lips as Dean shifted, and she ran an idle hand through his hair. It never took very much for the buck to learn its place.

"How noble." The fact that she numbered among the monsters did not escape Lara's attention. She in fact sounded pleased. One more monster gone was one less opponent to defeat, after all. "But the rest of the world doesn't believe in monsters, do they?"

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His eyes half closed at that, and part of his mind rankled at how much he felt like a favored pooch. It was the same part that wanted to take advantage of her with her guard down. Make sure he'd be the last 'buck' or meal ever taken. But it was a part that was growing quieter. That wasn't really part of the deal, though he had toyed with the idea at the time.

He shook his head, "Nope, and they're better off not knowing. Civilians can't understand the truth and don't want to."

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Having one's guard lowered wasn't the same as having it down, and if Dean had indulged that part of his mind, things might have become decidedly less cordial in that room. As much has her kind detested physical altercations, Lara had not survived so long as Raith's oldest daughter by being shy about violence when necessary.

She chuckled at his answer, and there was something lurking beneath the honeyed warmth of her laugh, something cold and calculating. "They wouldn't believe you even if you told them, pet. Your Renaissance ensured that."

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It helped he was feeling less interested in doing so. Especially with her in the room. He twitched slightly at the chill hidden in the warm tones.

Dean briefly thought of Cassie, a girl he did briefly consider love once, and had told her the truth. It hurt when she thought he was nuts and took off in the other direction. The only reason Lisa sort of understood was the fact he saved Ben from another hunt. Before that she thought he was crazy and shouldn't be near them. And he still hadn't told her all the facts about his background.

"I know, why we got damn good at lying."

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"You don't have to anymore."

The words should've been comforting, and probably sounded so to an untrained ear. But coming from Lara's lips, it might have been hard to consider them anything but ominous. Or an order. Perhaps a little bit of both.

A thought began percolating through her mind, an idea, vague and barely formed, but one with clear potential to be so very useful. "And what would you do, if you had the resources you have now to slay the monsters?"

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Dean paused at that, considering the words. There was no need to lie here, what was the point? She could see inside anyway. Kind of like Cas that way. A brief shudder went through him with how naked and exposed that meant for him. Everything was in the open. Hell, the people he had to kill, hunts gone wrong. Friends and family lost over the years.

Luckily her next question brought him out of his circling worries, and he responded, "With all this? Could built an arsenal, set up a better database and try to get connections with anything like hunters here."

A smirk crossed his face, "Shit, I could totally be Batman."

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The Raiths of the White Court knew desire, could read it in a human as clearly as a book, but they had little need for regret, for the tiny minutiae and failures that laid lurking. What did a hunter care about kills beside as a matter of sustaining life, after all? It might have been comforting, if Lara had been the type to care.

The idea grew in her mind with his words, already spinning threads of possibility into a web, threads that would fall into a cohesive game soon enough. A smile touched with genuine pleasure played over Lara's face and she stretched languidly, fingers following the curve of Dean's ear.

Her voice was throaty and low as she murmured, as if savoring every word, "Maybe you should, Dean."

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There was a small appreciative noise from him, liking the attention to his ears. However her next words had him doing a double take of surprise at her. She wanted him to hunt still? Dean thought he was again retired from the life. It was after all a thankless draining job and one that didn't encourage a long lifetime. Hell, he had died a few times already.

But it had always been one of limited resources. And now he had access to a fortune. He could travel and stay in good hotels. Gambling well wouldn't have to make the difference between whether they afford dinner or gas money. He could still do the family business.

Dean stared at her, "You mean it? I could continue to hunt? It'd mean a lot of travel and time on the road.". Sure he could afford a private plane, but he remained afraid to fly.

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"I did say anything your heart desired, pet," she answered indulgently. It would be easy, even. Send a few members of her staff to assist with the technology side of things, have Justine keep an eye on expenditures, and all Lara'd have to do would be to ensure the buck kept his hunting away from hers, and she would have an entirely new network at her fingertips. One that could be used to nip any opposition in the bud.

She'd used her own to cripple the White Council for generations to come. Now she could do the same to the other factions with the human hunters.

Lara ran her thumb lightly over Dean's bottom lip with a sensual, sinful smile. "You can be Batman all you like, as long as my family and ours remain unharmed." Her eyes seemed to smolder with slow-burning heat as she spoke. "And you promise to come back and spend some time with me."

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Anything, and while he wanted to retire... It won't take. It took a lot to keep himself from glancing at the Obits section while living with the Braedens. If something really pinged, he would do a quick call to Bobby so he could get somebody like Rufus on it. But he did like it.

But he wasn't used to doing it solo. Except for those few years while Sam was at Stanford. He wasn't even alone long when he and Sam split ways briefly because Cas would often drop by.

Part of his mind that continued growing quieter was currently calling him an idijet because it doesn't just means being her dog, but her freaking hunting hound. Hunting wouldn't really count since he's still working with monsters. Other thoughts continued drowning it out little by little.

His mouth lightly sucked against her gliding thumb as he leaned close to her. Hoping for a kiss.

"You know connection to other hunters includes my brother, right? You don't mind that risk? And I'll need a list to make sure there's no accidental mistakes. Don't want to gank the wrong one."

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Instead of answering, Lara leaned in and kissed Dean, slow and lazy as the Hunger slid through him again, subtly tasting desires and testing their various strengths. The kiss was as much distraction as it was education, to let her see where best to play her pieces. Lara eventually pulled away, eyes heavy-lidded and lips parted, to regard the question.

"I thought you wanted to keep him safe," she asked, letting a touch of confusion slide into her voice. It took a light touch to make it seem genuine. "You'd bring him back into this rather than train someone new, someone with no family to lose?"

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Dean kissed her back, and there was a disappointed moan from him as she pulled away again. He nearly begged for more from her, but watched her instead.

He considered it, "I do, but he's damn good too. I don't know, it takes a while to train somebody new. I can't just break a civvy in that easily into this. Weapons training alone will take a few months, and they'd still only be good for your basic salt and burns."

But he did want Sam safe, and he doesn't need to hear about this. He can live a better life instead.

Dean reached out to cup her cheek, "I promise I'll come back, whenever you need me."

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She almost laughed at Dean's earnest promise. The fact that he meant it, as if he thought he still had any choice in the matter if she wanted it to stop, was almost sweet. Instead, Lara turned her head and pressed a kiss to the center of Dean's palm. "All the more reason to send one of my bodyguards with you, to make sure you come back in one piece." She laughed, low and liquid, as she added, as if anticipating protests, "And they're not civilians, love. Former Marines, and they know about the monsters."

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Dean was pretty sure he still had a choice... didn't he? He could leave if he wanted to since he was stubborn. There was just no interest. He grinned at the kiss.

"I can take care of myself," he pointed out, but his eyes widened with some approval.

"Seriously? You got some Marines on deck? Awesome. And by the way, as my dad used to say, there's no such thing as a 'former' or 'ex' Marine."

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"They say the exact same thing."

It wasn't only Marines, of course. Lara hired the Raith security staff from every branch of the military. Most of them were former, in the relevant senses of the word. Most.

Returning his grin with an amused smile, Lara pressed a light, almost playful kiss to the inside of Dean's wrist, right over the pulse point. "I have no doubt you can take care of yourself, love," she answered in a voice like honey and velvet. "But bring one of them along for me?"

Her staff knew exactly how to protect her interests, after all.

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Dean chuckled at that. Briefly surprised since it'd been a while since he had a reason to laugh. Really laugh. It wasn't the knee slapping laugh he had after taking Cas to the brothel, but it did feel good.

It tapered off in time for him to smirk back at the light kiss. Wondering why she was acting all coy now though.

"All right sure. I could use the backup."

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Maybe it was simply a matter of getting what she wanted with the lightest touch possible. Or that she enjoyed playing the game in all things. Either way, at Dean's answer, Lara closed the distance between them and kissed him again, all smoldering desire and whispered promises. She didn't bother to pull away to speak, instead murmuring a single word against Dean's lips.

"Good."

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Dean breathed in and out through his nose as he kissed her back eagerly. He brought his arms up to slide along her waist. Those same desires were firing the nerves, and making his skin feel hot.

He moaned as he moved even closer to her.