First things first.
I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL! ALL RIGHTS BELONGS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS OF THE SHOW!
Well this is what happens if my sadistic side comes out.
And I am still mad at Sam after I have seen how much to the bad he had changed in Season 9.
Warnings: Angst, suffering, LuciferXSam
And don't ask me about the LuciferXSam thing.
I have no idea where that came from.
But see (read) for yourself...
Hope you like it and again sorry for grammer/spelling mistakes
And i would apperciate feedback very much :)
In Lucifer's cage
Ghosts, shape shifters, werewolves...Sam thought his life couldn't have been worse.
But that was before he had offered Lucifer, the king of hell, his own body and had allowed him to take it over.
The plan had been perfect: He had given Lucifer the all-important "yes", thus leaving him his body and then he would have tried to get the control over his own body back and to jump back into the cage together with the devil.
There had been trouble and everything what Sam could remember was that he had to watch how Bobby and Castiel had died before his eyes. And then there was his big brother Dean, whom he had beaten up before he finally regained control of his body and jumped with Lucifer into the cage.
The Archangel Michael had wanted to stand in his way, had tried to stop him, but in the end he got dragged into hell as well...
And here Sam's true agony had begun.
No ghost, no monster and no demon could ever be so cruel as the two archangels, with whom he was trapped in this terrible place. One more aggressive than the other, they had tortured and humiliated him in ways Sam wouldn't even dream of.
And they were far from finished with her cruelty...
With eyes wide open in fear Sam backed away from the archangel, who slowly approached him. In his eyes an evil glitter, on his lips an ironically devilish grin Lucifer came closer and closer, pushing him into a corner of the cage, until there was no escape for the young hunter.
"P-please..."
But Lucifer did not heed his plea.
Instead, he came so close to Sam that their noses almost touched.
The young hunter shivered and he wanted to flee, but where should he go?
He was in Lucifer's cage. A place not even a demon wanted to be.
"N-no! P-PLEASE!"
Sam's words went into a pained groan, as the King of hell closed his fingers around his throat. Wrists clasped his, but they were not able to push him away. The angel was too powerful.
"You should have thought earlier about messing with me Sam. Look what it has brought you. The Apocalypse you may have averted, but now you will suffer for all mankind."
The words were cold as ice, the threat audible in his voice.
However, no further word left Sam's lips.
His vision blurred slowly, as his throat was pressed even tighter.
Only when he was on the verge of fainting, Lucifer let him go.
He crashed to the ground, but he no longer noticed the pain in his body.
Before him the imposing figure of the angel was based.
He spread out his majestic wings and in a different situation this sight would have impressed Sam. But now the sight frightened him almost to death.
Lucifer squatted in front of the boy, grabbed his chin with one hand and turned his head back up, forcing him to look into his eyes, in which the hatred blazed like a fire inferno.
But there was something else. Something that made Sam's blood froze in his veins.
"Do you want to know how humans call me?"
His voice changed, took on a tone that Sam was unable to interpret.
The sinister glint in his eyes was still there and the Winchester winced as Lucifer stroked his cheek almost gently, brushing down to his neck.
The Devil smirked as he felt the boy's pulse under his fingertips and he thought Sam's heart would burst at any moment as quickly as it was pounding against his chest. He was scared. Afraid of what might come.
Lucifer leaned forward so far that Sam could feel his lips against his ear.
He wanted to turn his head away, to squirm out of his grasp, but the angel left him no chance, and he still kept his chin tightly clasped.
"Your kind calls me "the seducer".
The way Lucifer emphasized the last word gave Sam more shivers and Goosebumps rose on his skin and he was right with his suspicion when he felt the tip of Lucifer's tongue on his ear and he wished he would sink into the ground.
On the one hand out of shame, on the other out of pure fear.
He looked past Lucifer and his mighty wings.
His eyes met Michaels', but the Archangel looked back with an ice cold gaze, almost emotionless and when Sam looked closer, he could see the flicker of sheer anger in the eyes of the mighty warrior angel. Almost as if he would say silently "This is all your fault. And now suffer for your deeds!"
"Don't you want to find out why they call me that Sam?"
Lucifer's voice pulled him roughly out of his thoughts and again he shuddered as the free hand of the angel went on tour, went from his neck over his collarbone and down his chest. Claws had manifested on the fingers of the devil and he made sure that every little touch would hurt him.
Oh yes, he would make sure that this small, miserable human scum would suffer under his hand!
He would humiliate and torture him; would torture him so long until he no longer was able to beg for mercy, which he shouldn't expect in the cage.
Grinning Lucifer leaned forward, put his lips on the neck of the boy and began his diabolical work. He didn't wait for Sam's response and the way he looked he wouldn't be able to say anything so or so. He was too shocked and scared...
Sam tried everything to get his mind off of all these things surrounding him, trying not to think about Lucifer, who worked his lips at his throat, tried to forget Michael who was silently watching, tried to forget hell, the cageā¦but it was as if an unknown power forced him to concentrate only on the devil's work.
His cheeks took an unnatural red as the shame ate through his body like a parasite, but he couldn't help it.
Here he was in Lucifer's world and here Lucifer made the rules.
The last thing Sam saw was his little brother Adam, who was crouched behind Michael in a corner, totally scared.
The angels hadn't touched him yet, but it was only a matter of time until their anger would turn against him as well.
Then, when Sam was completely broken, when there was nothing more they could do to him and his soul.
When Lucifer's lips finally pressed against his, forcing him into a harsh kiss, Sam had closed his eyes, and inside he prayed that it would be over quickly.
But the time in Lucifer's cage seemed to stand still.
It would not go fast and it would break him completely in the end.
Because here he was in hell.
And hell takes everything you have.
Even the smallest spark of hope...
The End
