TWO MINUTES IN, TWO MINUTES OUT
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As long as I'm around, nothing bad is going to happen to you.
Sammy...
...Sammy
Sammy
Sam jerked awake, his heart racing and his breath coming in short gasps.
"Oh good, you're up!" The Devil's smiling face forcing itself into Sam's sight.
Sam flinched back, acting on instinct. Lucifer pouted, "Don't be like that, Sammy, we still have to finish that thing from earlier."
Sam felt his body clench in fear. Lucifer saw this and smiled sadly, "I know this hurts now, but I promise you, when this is over, you will feel much, much better. I'm doing this for you, Sammy. Always for you."
Lucifer licked and kissed his way up Sam's bloodied body, gently kissing away all the pain he'd ever inflicted.
"You just need to understand, you're mine, Sammy." He licked his Sammy's semi-hard length causing the man to shiver and buck his hips.
Lucifer continued to use his tongue and lips to seduce the youngest Winchester and Sam felt disgusted.
He couldn't stop himself from reacting to Lucifer's sinful mouth. Couldn't stop himself from believing everything the fallen angel had to say, couldn't stop himself from thinking that maybe, just maybe, Lucifer was right. That maybe he did belong to Lucifer, that maybe Lucifer wasn't trying to hurt him -not on purpose, anyway.
Sometimes he could remember a voice, one filled with love, but Lucifer would make the voice go away and in its place would be Lucifer.
He used to think Lucifer was his enemy, but now he wasn't sure. He wasn't sure about anything any more.
"You're mine, and you always will be." The Devil spoke, pushing himself into Sam's loose hole.
Sam didn't say anything, didn't try to push him away, he knew the only thing that would do would upset Lucifer and that was the last thing he wanted. He shivered, remembering the last time he'd done that.
Instead, Sam found himself pushing down, silently urging the angel to go faster.
And then he was coming, hot, white strips painting his chest.
Despair ripped apart his chest and he sobbed, not able to keep the tears at bay any longer.
Lucifer shushed him, curling Sam into his chest, "It's okay now, Sammy. I remade you for me, it'll hurt for a while, but I promise you'll be all better soon. As long as I'm around, nothing bad is going to happen to you." He ran his fingers through Sam's long hair, smiling into the darkness.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
I rated this "T" because that's how I see it, if you see it as an "M" than, ya know, let me know so I can fix it.