Title: star light, star bright (star I create this night)
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: spoilers for everything aired
Pairings: Ruby/Sam
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 210
Point of view: third
Prompt: Sam/Ruby, corruption
She hasn't been poisoning him. He'll think that, of course: Dean's conditioning. Dean the guard-dog, Alistair's toy, the Betrayer's Vessel. Michael's Sword.
He'll always be first for Sam, and she understands that. She had a sister, once, beautiful and funny and kind. Men courted her with poetry and flowers, wanted to be her husband purely because of her physical beauty. And when one of the suitors got too fresh and tainted her sister's honor, she exacted vengeance with words and blood and pain.
She understands Sam's feelings and intentions. His brother is everything to him. And that's why he falls into her web so perfectly.
She isn't poisoning him with her blood; she's gifting him. He doesn't need her, not like Azazel, back at the beginning. (Though, sometimes, seeing the potential in his soul, she wonders if even Azazel actually changed anything in him. He's meant for Lucifer, after all. Not even Azazel could fully craft that.)
"Drink," she whispers, wrist to his mouth. "Drink, sweet boy. Take what you need."
His hand can shadow this body's head. He towers above her. Even when he's not trying, he can be so very intimidating.
He is the perfect vessel for the Star of Morning, and he will be beautiful with Lucifer's wings.