Sitting on the table, Sam tried not to fidget as him and the nurse waited for Lucifer to come in. After Saturday, Sam was even more scared than normal, though he was glad that he hadn't seen the man again. Though this was the day he always saw him, so it couldn't be avoided.
"Sorry I'm late," Lucifer said, walking into the room, just putting his white coat on. "Got caught up talking to Jennifer."
"It's ok Doctor." The nurse said, handing over the papers she had before leaving the room.
Lucifer looked over them as he closed the door, locking it, making Sam tense up as he walked back over to him, standing in front of him.
"Your vitals look good, though they always do don't they." Lucifer said, looking up at Sam.
Sam nodded, a confused look on his face.
"And it looks like your drawings are getting better and I've been told that they've started trying to teach you pottery."
"Yea." He replied softly.
"Do you like learning that?"
"Is messy."
"I suppose it is." Lucifer chuckled, setting the papers he had down, his hands reaching up to Sams face.
Flinching a little, Sam wasn't expecting the soft touch of Lucifers fingers on his face, or how they carded gently through his hair. The elder did that a few times more before tilting Sams face up and pressing their lips together. Sam made a confused noise as the elder kissed him gently a few more times before pulling back and letting him go.
"Where do they take you after this?" Lucifer asked.
"Library." Sam answered quietly, still confused.
"Come on then, I'll take you there."
Lucifer opened the door and motioned for Sam to follow him, which he did, his body still tense. It didn't go away until they were actually at the library, getting worse when they would pass the bathrooms.
"You spend a lot of time in here?" He asked, waving to the nurse watching the place.
"Yea."
"What books do you like to read."
Sam made a little face, his cheeks turning red. "Can't."
"Pardon?"
"Can't read."
"Oh. Picture books then?"
A small nod.
"Do you have a favorite?"
Another nod.
"Show me?"
Sam was a little nervous as they made their way to where the books were, Sam looking over them. His favorite was one that was full of puppies and kittens, all of them in cute hats or with other props. But he didn't trust Lucifer enough to tell him that, since he didn't want that book to suddenly disappear like Deans picture did. So he picked his next favorite and handed it to the man, it was one that was full of flowers and different kinds of bugs.
"That's very nice." Lucifer said, looking through it for a few moments before handing it back to Sam.
Sam nodded, putting it back on the shelf.
"Well, I need to get ready for my next patient. I'll see you next week." And with a small smile he was gone.
Sitting down in the bean bag chair that was there, he was more than confused at what had happen, though glad Lucifer hadn't touched him. It just didn't make any sense. So all he could do was pick up one of the other books and flip through it, not trusting that Lucifer wouldn't still be hanging around somewhere.
Throughout the week, Sam saw Lucifer a few more times, each time making him feel tense until he was gone again. Each time though, he didn't do a single thing to Sam, just gave him a small smile or didn't even really look his way at all. When Wednesday came around again, Sam still didn't have an answer as to why Lucifer was suddenly being nice, though he couldn't bring himself to not be afraid of him.
He was still tense when Lucifer walked into the room and the nurse left, though once again he picked up the papers and didn't glare at him.
"You couldn't sleep a few nights huh?" Lucifer asked, looking up after he put the papers down.
"No."
"Any reason?"
"Bad dream."
"Oh? Can you tell me what they were about?"
"Don't remember." Sam said, hanging his head a little.
"It's ok, we all have dreams like that sometimes." Lucifer said, stepping closer.
Sam winced a little as Lucifer raised his hand, though all he did was run his fingers in Sams hair again, petting him softly. He liked having his hair long and even though he was still scared of Lucifer, having the man playing with it felt nice.
"Like that?" Lucifer asked, tilting Sams chin up.
He nodded slightly, trying to fight the wince at the memory of Lucifer pulling his hair, hoping he didn't do it. It really hurt. But Lucifer just kept petting his hair, giving it soft tugs instead of hard ones.
Again like the week before, he tilted Sams chin up, giving him another soft kiss, fingers still petting through Sams hair. This time the kiss lasted a little longer, though it never got any harder than soft presses of their lips, Lucifer fingers moving through his hair. He only pulled back when the phone on his desk started to ring, him moving over to answer it.
"Hello? Yea, we're done. Sorry, thought we were getting somewhere. Sure, send a nurse." Lucifer said, pausing to let the other person talk a moment before hanging up.
Moving over to Sam, he gave his hair one more pet before he opened the door and waited for the nurse, that was there a few mintues later.
"See you next week Sam." Lucifer said as the nurse lead him away.
He was still more than confused, though he was starting to relax a little more, seeing as Lucifer didn't seem interested in hurting him anymore. The book he showed him was also still in the library, so maybe Lucifer was changed.
The next week Sam didn't see Lucifer at all and he found himself getting a little sad, since he had gotten used to the small smiles and things. So he actually found himself looking forward to Lucifer coming in the room as he sat there on Wednesday.
Like the last two weeks, Lucifer came in and looked over the papers for a bit and locked the door after the nurse left. After putting them down, Lucifer moved over and started playing with Sams hair, relaxing as the male ran his fingers through the locks.
Lucifer smiled a little as Sam actually started kissing back a little when he leaned in, kissing him gently as he pulled Sam a bit against him. It really felt odd not being scared with Lucifer between his legs, though he couldn't really care with how sweet he was being kissed.
This time it was a beeping that made Lucifer pull back, pressing his thumb softly against Sams lips when the younger tried to follow him.
"Our time is up." Lucifer said, going over to the phone and making the call before going and unlocking and opening the door.
As Sam and the nurse left, Lucifer said his usual 'see you next week' and Sam nodded, smiling a little before they walked away. It felt really nice feeling loved in a place where most people just ignored you, even if Lucifer had done things to him in the past. He was different now, so it was easy to forgive him.
The next Wednesday, Sam didn't feel like waiting for Lucifer to come in, he almost felt like going and finding him. But he sat down and waited for the man to come in, him taking a little longer than normal, but soon enough was in. After the nurse left and the door was locked, Lucifer came over and kissed him for a few moments before pulling back, Sam making a bit of a confused noise.
"Been such a good boy lately haven't you?" Lucifer asked, giving Sams hair a small pet.
Sam nodded a little.
"Are you going to be an even better boy for me?"
"Huh?" Sam asked, eyebrows coming together in confusion.
"Want you to bend over the table for me, let me touch you like before."
Sam shook his head, he didn't want that, he wanted the sweet kisses and touches not that. It had taken nearly a full week before it stopped hurting last time, even with the pain pills he had asked for.
"Why not, you want to keep being good don't you?" Lucifer asked, his voice lowering a little.
He shook his head again, a whimper slipping out as Luicfers hand stuck out and against his cheek before pulling him by the hair off the table.
"Little fucking tease then aren't you?" He asked, slamming Sams over the table, making his head bounce once.
"No."
"Yes you are, see I was trying to be nice and make you not afraid of me anymore," He growled, hooking Sams wrists to the table. "And figured I could get you to calm down and give me more easily what I want. And you started kissing me back, but no, you don't want anything else."
"No." Sam whimpered, his head throbbing where it had hit the metal.
"Well too bad, I tried being nice and letting you give it to me willingly, but it's too late for that now."
Sam tried not to make too much noise as Lucifer pulled down his pants and underwear. There was a small snick, then two wet fingers pressing against him, then into him, making him cry out.
"Shut up, this is your fault and you don't want trouble do you?" Lucifer snapped, pressing the fingers in deeper.
He tried to keep his noise down, though Lucifer didn't seem eager to make this non painful, since after he pulled his two fingers out, there was the foil crinkle and then he was being split open. Lucifers hand found his mouth and he started to move faster.
"Going to do this every time I see you, do what I can to see you more than just once a week." He growled in Sams ear.
The younger whimpered, wrists pulling at the restraints as Lucifer started moving even harder inside of him. It didn't last as long as other times, though it hurt more after the small pulsing and Lucifer pulling out. After his pants were fixed, he expected Lucifer to let him get back on the table, though he gasped as a needle was pushed into his neck. He could feel the sedative working through him as Lucifer undid the restraints and getting him back on the table, before putting them back on. Walking over to the phone, he picked it up and dialed a number, waiting for it to ring.
"Yes, this is Dr. Morningstar, I need a nurse and a security to come get Mr. Winchester. He tried to attack me, I had to sedate him. No, I don't think that another doctor is needed, maybe just more days with him, to work on this aggression. Three times a week? Perfect."
Lucifer said a few more things, though Sam couldn't really concentrate, his head hurt and he was feeling sleepy. Though he knew it was only going to get worse from here and for the first time, he wished he could just die in his sleep.
