A/N: Another Sam/Lucifer OneShot! This very short, I just wanted to write something about Sammy coming to terms for his love of Lucifer. Because it's so magical! ; u ;.Sorry if it's crummy. Thanks for any reviews and such. Much Love!
Things just get more complicated. Angels, Demons, Faires, Witchies. Hell what's next the Easter Bunny?
Maybe I am just reflecting my anger elsewhere. It's possible because now, it's been years. Since I've seen him. I have tried to get rid of that damned angel but what was it about him that was pulling me closer? His charms? His seemingly innocence?
I dunno, all I know is. After watching Metatron force all the angels from Heaven, we could use his help. How did things get this far, all we were trying to do was stop it all. Close the gates of Hell and live out our lives. To be honest, I really didn't want to. Because if we shut those gates, I would never see him again. Hear his voice. His oddly split tongue, that image I keep in my head. I remember the time I fought for my body. It was like I could literally feel his touch. It felt sincere. Which was strange, why did I find it like that? I wanting to expect coldness and bitterness from him. But I can't. Could it be?
After all this time. These years-
No, no I can't let it. Amelia, we had a connection. A great connection. Until her supposed to be dead husband came back. Now I am alone. But when I think about it. What he told me, during that time. "I'll always be with you, Sam."
Damn it, I can't let this get to me. There's no way. No way in Hell or Heaven. I mean of coursed it never worked out before. Jessica, Ruby, maybe Amelia. And all those flings I had. What the hell is this? A sign? I can't make it work with women, so the only option is-
In that second, Lucifer's face came to Sam. As he laid in that run down motel room, there was one thing the Winchester could not deny.
He was falling for the Devil. Whether he wanted to or not, he knew in his mind the fallen angel cared for that human. And he cared for him. Sam snugged closer to the pillow, he wanted to forget him but in reality he wanted to remember every inch of Lucifer. His eyes, lips, and touch. It may have been in his mind but that kiss felt real. Felt more true than anything in his life.
Just then, he smile to himself, maybe just maybe he can accept this forbidden relationship. He closed his eyes and this time wanted to drea about that charming devil. "Maybe it'll happen soon...Lucifer." He mumbled.
"Did ya say something, Sammy?" Dean said stirring in his bed.
"Nothing." Sam replied with a grin, "nothing."
