Crowley had just returned with the Archangel blade and the brothers had just finished arming themselves to the teeth. The room was filled with tension, mostly from Dean. The whole time Crowley was gone, Dean paced, grumbling and cursing under his breath. And when Crowley finally came back, Dean was in a hurry to get going.
"COME ONE! LET'S GO!", Dean barked. "THERE'S NO TELLING WHAT THAT SADISTIC FUCK IS DOING TO CLAIRE!" He was panting and sweating and they hadn't even done any fighting yet. Sam was worried about him. Sam had never seen him so nervous before taking on a monster. But, Sam knew that it was much more than just the monster that was stressing Dean out. It was Claire. Sam saw that Dean had feelings for her, but feared that Lucifer would use those feelings against him.
"Dean, you gotta stay calm!", Sam said. "You don't want to give Lucifer any ammunition to use against you". Dean looked at his brother and nodded. He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths to calm himself down. Sam walked over to his brother, placing a hand on his shoulder. "We'll get her back". Crowley walked over to where the brothers stood and grabbed their arms and disappeared.
The knife just wasn't working on Claire. She just continued to laugh as he straddled her belly, holding the blade to her neck. It was like she wanted him to kill her. He was becoming increasingly aggravated by Claire's attitude. Lucifer decided to change tactics. He wanted her to scream, not laugh. And he thought he knew just how to make her do just that.
He jumped back off the bed and went back to the cabinet. He knew what he was looking for this time so he was back in just a moment with a set of leg shackles. He laid them on the foot of the bed and grabbed her by the ankles. He flipped her onto her belly, twisting the shackles on her wrists. She gritted her teeth as the metal bit into her flesh. Lucifer strode up to the head of the bed. He grabbed her face, squeezing her cheeks harshly, and sneered down at her. Lucifer walked back down to the foot of the bed and looped the leg shackles through the metal bars of the footboard. He twisted the two ends of the shackles around each other and then locked her ankles in place. Twisting the shackles kept her body stretched taunt and her legs together.
"I feel like you learn better when your lessons are more...", Lucifer paused, trying to think of the right words. "...Hands on". He pulled his pants back off and laid them over the back of his thrown. He climbed back on the bed and crawled up her body. He laid his body over hers and grabbed her by the hair. "And trust me when I say that this lesson is gonna hurt you more than it does me!" Lucifer stuck his tongue in her ear and Claire whimpered. "I just have one more hole to fill and I'll have the set!" Lucifer snickered at his own twisted joke.
"NO! PLEASE DON'T!" Claire's body was pulled so tightly that she couldn't even struggle. All she could do was scream, which is exactly what Lucifer wanted. He sat up and scooted backwards until he was straddling her hips. He squeezed her ass with both hands, thinking he had never seen anything more scrumptious in his life. He leaned over and kissed each cheek lovingly. "Noooo!", Claire sobbed quietly.
"Ya know, I've never really thought of myself as an ass-man", Lucifer confessed. "But yours is so DELECTABLE! I just have to sample the goods!" He pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her little pink pucker. He moaned when he saw how tiny it was. She was gonna be super tight and he couldn't wait to be buried inside her. He scooted closer, stroking himself. "I'm really going to have some fun now", Lucifer whispered. He lined himself up and began to push slowly forward. Claire felt the pressure building on her backside and she gritted her teeth as the pain started to spread and move up her spine.
"STOP!", Claire screamed. "PLEASE!" Lucifer ignored her pleas and kept moving slowly forward. When the head of his dick finally broke through that ring of muscle, Claire screeched in pain. She was so tight that Lucifer started sweating from the exertion. "PLEASE STOP! YOUR HURTING ME!" Lucifer giggle and squeezed her hips painfully. He leaned forward and grabbed Claire by the hair again and jerked her head back.
"I'm gonna let you in on a little secret, Sweetheart", Lucifer purred in her ear. "I enjoy hurting people!" He pistoned into her to the hilt with a loud grunt. The scream that flew from her mouth was exquisite. "I especially enjoy hurting you!" Lucifer panted in the back of her neck as Claire wailed. He snaked his arms around her chest and squeezed her breasts harshly, while thrusting brutally into her. "FUCK! YOU'RE TIGHT, CLAIRE-BEAR!" He released one of her breasts and his hand shot up too her throat. He didn't squeeze, not yet. He caressed it almost lovingly.
"DEAN! HELP ME!", Claire screamed hysterically. Lucifer growled and slammed his hips into her harder. He didn't want her screaming Winchester's name. Lucifer wanted her to scream HIS name. Scream for him to stop. He squeezed Claire's throat and she started to gasp. He wanted to punish her for her insolence, but he was so close to coming that he forgot why he was angry. The closer he got, the tighter he squeezed. Claire started to wheeze and her face turned red.
Just as Claire was about to lose consciousness, a large mass came flying over the side of the bed, slammed into Lucifer, and shoved him off the other side. Claire gasped, desperate for air. Dean was on top of Lucifer, pummeling him in the face. Claire felt hands on her wrists, unlocking the shackles. When she looked up all she could see was a large blur. She blinked, trying to focus on the person's face, but the they moved down to her ankles before she saw them clearly.
"WHO...WHO'S THERE?!", Claire stammered. She couldn't see what was happening and she was terrified. She was afraid that it was Lucifer, playing another twisted game with her. She shrieked, trying to pull her legs away from whoever was down there. "NO PLEASE! NO MORE!"
"IT'S OK, CLAIRE!" , A familiar voice called back. "IT'S SAM! I'M GONNA GET YOU OUTTA HERE, OK?" Claire sighed in relief and started to sob. Sam managed to get her unshackled and wrapped her in a sheet off the bed. Sam picked her up in his strong arms and turned to run from the room when Dean came whizzing passed him, slammed into the far wall, and stuck there. Sam turned to see Lucifer standing, naked, on the other side of the bed. His eyes were glowing red with rage and his shadowy wings stretched high above his head. He raised a hand and Sam dropped Claire on the floor and flew up against the wall next to his brother.
"IT'S GOOD TO SEE YA AGAIN, BOYS!", Lucifer called cheerfully.