Hey! I Was Wondering If You Were Doing Spn Femslash Requests And Would Do A Hannah/kim(10x02) One? Please&thanks

hey! i was wondering if you were doing spn femslash requests and would do a hannah/kim(10x02) one? please&thanks for your time :D

Hannah stares at the glass in front of her, the golden-brown liquid rippling with every shake of the table it sits upon.

“Sorry I don’t have anything better,” Kim says, searching through the kitchen cabinets. “Can’t really afford the good stuff out this way. I had a bottle of wine in the fridge but I finished that off a few days ago.” Hannah hums in response, fingers tentatively touching the sides of the glass. In the time she’s been on Earth, she’s not yet imbibed alcohol. Traveling with Castiel, she has come in contact with it of course, mostly through seedy bars or stores whose purpose is to sell it. Those places always smell sour, like bad wheat and mold. The liquor on the table in front of her doesn’t have an unpleasant aroma, smelling of wood and something almost sweet.

“Bourbon work for you?” Kim asks as she takes a seat at the worn kitchen table, grabbing the bottle and pouring herself some as well.

“It’s fine,” Hannah says, politely picking up the glass and taking a sip. Hannah has never experienced inebriation, and while she can taste the sharp flavor, the ethanol seems to have no effect.

“Very good,” She mumbles. Kim snorts, her own glass held to her lips, eyes tired but bright with surprise.

“For you to shoot it back that fast, it must be good.” She laughs, sipping the liquor. There is a cough from the living room and a creak of springs as Castiel shifts on the couch.

“You’re friend looked pretty dead on his feet,” Kim mumbles, pouring more of the liquor into Hannah’s glass.

“Yes, he… he is not well,” Hannah answers. Kim tilts her head to the side, a thoughtful frown pulling at her mouth.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” she replies. “I wish there was something I could do.” Hannah looks up, and catches her gaze, noticing the way the light reflects in Kim’s rich brown eyes.

“Sleep will do him good,” Hannah takes a small sip from the glass. Kim nods.

“I suppose it would all do us good,” she agrees. A lull falls over them once more. They silently sip their liquor, accompanied by the soft sounds of the evening. Kim sighs, craning her neck to the side with a groan. Hannah’s eyes fall upon the smooth column of skin, glowing with a thin layer of sweat from the day. Her mouth goes strangely dry and something within her vessel urges her forward, encouraging her to touch and run her fingers down Kim’s throat.

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