Warnings: Oral sex, anal sex, angst

Chapter 7

Sam woke slowly the next morning, like any good hunter he tried to assess where he was. As he started to regain consciousness he noticed right away he wasn't alone. It wasn't a moment later Sam groaned, while he may not have all his bearings yet there was hot suction around his morning erection causing all caution to leave his mind. Opening his eyes, Sam lifted his torso enough to look down. The sight that met his eyes caused him to throw his head back, a hand coming to the back of Loki's head who was happily licking him.

While he knew Loki was a sexual being he hadn't expected to wake up like this. The blankets were bunched down so they were barely on the bed revealing that Loki hadn't bothered to put any clothes on since he woke. Instead Sam had a wonderful view of Loki's perky ass once again in the air, his mouth full of cock. Propping himself up on one elbow, Sam couldn't help but watch as Loki trailed licks and kisses up his length.

"Loki…"

Whatever he had been about to say cut off as Loki licked his tip before opening his mouth and taking a good few inches inside. Groaning, Sam struggled to keep watching as Loki looked up at him, his mouth full but not stopping. In the next few minutes Loki worked on Sam's cock, taking more of it into his mouth until in a swift move, had Sam's whole length inside of his throat. Sam whimpered at the sensation, nobody had been able to take him like this completely, they had always needed to stop. Sam wasn't given much time to think as Loki moved, his head bobbing and sucking while he came up for air. Sam was so overwhelmed he didn't notice Loki wiggling around until he lost the hot mouth.

"Next time I promise, but I have another idea for this morning Sammy."

Opening his eyes again, not having realized that he even closed them, Sam watched as Loki straddled him. Placing his hands on the others hips Sam vaguely noticed Lok's hips were bruised in the same shape as Sam's hands. For a moment, he had a flash of guilt before a firm hand gripped him and held him in place. Slowly Loki moved, not stopping until Sam was fully seated inside him. Unlike the night before Loki gave himself a moment to get used to the feeling before moving slowly. Sam kept his hands on Loki's hip while he moved, slowly rocking.

This was more than a quick fuck, but no less powerful. Leaning up, Sam held the back of Loki's head and pulled him into a kiss. It was sloppy and wet, more tongue than lips but it caused that little bit more of a connection. Bracing his feet against the bed Sam moved with Loki, his thrusting just as slowly, getting a steady stream of moans from the man above him. They kept the pace together far longer than Sam thought they would, but eventually Sam could feel himself growing close.

"Sammy, please… so close."

The soft voice of his lover caused Sam to hold onto him a bit tighter and push. Quickening his pace, Sam held Loki in place while he thrust up into him, his own climax rushing over him just moments after Loki clamped down on him in bliss. Sam thrust in a few more times to milk his orgasm before leaning back on the bed panting along with Loki who was resting against his chest. Rubbing the sweaty back above him, Sam planted feather light kisses wherever he could reach while holding Loki close.

"I could get used to waking up like that, fuck I've never had anyone be able to take me like you can."

While he had meant the blowjob, it was only after he said it Sam realized the rest was true as well. He hadn't been gentle the night before, the last thing Sam was expecting was for Loki to be able to take him again only a few short hours later. While he hadn't torn anything, Loki had been more than sore, and it would have hurt to have Sam inside him again. With that thought, Sam grew worried, his fingers trailing down to rub at the stretched opening. His cock was still warm and nestled inside, something he would have to remove in a moment, but the sharp hiss from Loki caused Sam to pull his hand away and slip out of him.

"I'm fine, Sammy if it was up to me I would live with your cock in me. I'm a lot tougher than I look, and trust me if anything ever gets too much I will be sure to let you know."

Before Sam could respond he was being dragged into a soft kiss. Pulling back, Sam looked at the warm golden eyes he was starting to realize were becoming a fundamental part of his life.

"Now I think we should shower and then I will make good on my promise of breakfast."

Sam watched as Loki made his way from the bed, smirking for a moment as Loki had a limp to his walk while he made his way to the doorway. When Loki turned back with an eyebrow raised, Sam got up from the bed and followed behind him. Slipping a hand around Loki's waist Sam bent down and gave him a quick kiss before they made their way to the bathroom. Having not bothered to put his clothes back on, Sam felt a bit strange walking naked in someone's home. Shrugging the feeling off, he kept his arm wrapped around Loki as they entered the room.

The bathroom was a bit more lavish than Sam thought it would be. The large mirror, bright lights, and soft towels hung by the large shower and tub. For the first time since he met Loki Sam wondered if the man was all he appeared to be. It was a sobering thought, one that caused him to physically pause. Something wasn't right about all this; Sam had noticed it the night before only in passing, but the sheets he had woken up in had been fine silk, the bed the softest he had ever been on. While it wasn't a poor job, being a janitor to a college wasn't exactly something that would pay top dollar either.

Loki had also admitted to having perfect aim, Sam had seen him win that dolphin at impossible odds. Sam wouldn't have been able to make the same shot, he would have maybe been able to get one maybe two and that was with years hustling in bars. Something wasn't right with this, but for some reason he wanted to give Loki the benefit of the doubt. Maybe this didn't have anything to do with hunting, he had never seen any monster care about a sick child before, nor how Loki obviously loved his pup. No, this could be something easier to explain, and if it was supernatural, well he would deal with that when the time came.

"You joining me, or are you going to stand there and admire the room?"

Taking the opening for what it was, Sam stepped into the shower behind Loki who had already turned on the water. It was a nice temperature, hot but not hot enough to scold his skin. Watching the water run down Loki's body made his own respond. Reaching out Sam pulled Loki against him by his arm, meshing their bodies together while dipping his head down to steal a kiss. As always Loki responded to him, eager to kiss back although it seemed he was willing to allow Sam to take the lead.

It would be so easy to get lost in this, to get lost in Loki. The connection was there, and no matter what he found out Sam knew the connection was real. But he was first and foremost a hunter, he didn't have the luxury of letting himself be lost in anything. Pulling back, Sam watched as Loki tried to follow his lips before pouting when he realized Sam wasn't going to continue. Not wanting to put Loki on his guard, Sam smiled and pecked the pouting lips before he grabbed a cloth and lathered it up.

"I figure you're probably still sore, if I can convince my brother to stay another day we can have all night."

Oh, how he hoped he was wrong, because the warm smile Sam got in return to the suggestion made his stomach do flip flops. Instead of washing himself, Sam started to move the cloth against Loki's skin causing the other to moan. As he was washing, Sam made sure to look at the body before him as a hunter, looking for anything that would indicate Loki as not human. What could have been a romantic moment was ruined for Sam as he washed the skin in front of him, a part of him felt guilty for looking at Loki as a threat. The guilt doubled when Loki turned his back to him without protest, seeming to enjoy the treatment.

As he washed the back in front of him, Sam noticed very few scars, nothing showing a life that would cause someone to need to be able to throw like Loki could. There were only two long scars along his back, and even those were faint but as he washed over them Loki groaned and shifted.

"Sorry, I know it's weird, but my shoulder blades are really sensitive."

Sam didn't linger on the area, instead he washed the rest of Loki's back and legs. Coming back up he was careful of washing in between Loki's cheeks, not missing the soft hiss from the man as the soap made contact. Kissing the small dip before his arse, Sam stood up and re-lathered the cloth. Loki wasted no time in taking it from him and giving Sam the same attention as he had received. The difference, Sam knew was that Loki was simply being loving instead of looking for anything suspicious. It made him feel awful.

As Loki was washing him, Sam decided to wash his hair at the same time, even if Loki wanted to, Sam was a bit too tall for the other man to comfortably perform the task. Thankfully Loki didn't seem to mind as he didn't mention it. Sam however figured if he was going to do his job completely would have to see if there was anything hidden under Loki's hair. Putting the shampoo in his hands Sam gestured for Loki to turn around and once again noticed how Loki did so without question.

Washing the mans hair, Sam was certain to run his fingers through every bit looking for anything abnormal. There was nothing, either Loki was human or the body he was using was. When it was all said and done, Sam tried to seem relaxed while desperately trying to think of a casual way to throw 'Christo' into conversation. Following behind Loki they made their way to the bedroom, each wrapped in a fluffy towel. This time when Sam looked at the bed he noticed he was right, those sheets were silk.

"You know, whatever it is that you have rolling around in your head you can just ask. Just because we slept together doesn't mean I'm no longer going to abide by our deal."

Startled, Sam looked at the man who was now holding a pair of joggers and t-shirt in Sam's direction. Once he was holding the clothing, Sam watched as Loki lost the towel and grabbed a pair of boxers and undershirt to put on. Taking the hint Sam pulled the clothes he had been given on, surprised by the fact they fit. There was no way anything Loki owned would fit him, he was over a head taller than the man. It was another thing that didn't fit, something else causing suspicion.

"I don't know how you'll take my questions, I mean… I don't…"

Loki seemed to get what he was trying to say as he looked at Sam a bit softer this time. Reaching out, Sam was proud he didn't flinch away as Loki grabbed his hand, holding it in his own. Stepping closer, Sam understood if Loki was something he could probably kill him now without any real struggle. He could have killed him at any point, really. That thought sobered Sam in a way he wasn't expecting. If Loki wanted him dead, human or monster, there were plenty of times he could have done so with no one the wiser.

Loki wasn't here to harm him.

"Things aren't adding up, Loki. I have questions and I just, I don't want to offend you by them because what I'm feeling? I don't want to lose that, because I'm pretty sure you feel it too."

Loki sighed then before letting go of his hand. Sam's stomach dropped for a moment before he really looked at the man. Instead of being on guard, Loki seemed tired, worn down. It wasn't a look Sam had ever wanted to see on Loki's face. Reaching forward Sam cupped Loki's cheek, running his thumb under the others eye while Loki leaned into the touch.

"Yeah, I shouldn't, like we really really shouldn't be connected… but it goes both ways Kiddo. I don't… I don't want to fight it, not if I can help it. Just… let me feed Xander, we can sit on the sofa… or would you rather your brother be there? I don't, I don't know how you want to do this Sam. It's your call."

He wasn't human, or he knew Sam was a hunter, knew who he and Dean were. It should have made Sam make a dive for his jacket where he had a knife hidden. Instead he bent down and placed a quick kiss on Loki's lips before pulling back. Nodding his head, Sam noticed that even with Sam realizing something was off, not once did Loki try to guard his back from him. It was an extension of trust Sam hoped he would be able to live up to.

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