It's been a while guys but I'm trying to get out of my non writing funk I promise.
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Untitled Saley/KC!Ruby kinda.
Calloused fingertips caressing soft skin, lips moulding together, legs tightly entwined, two hearts beating in unison to a beat as old as time itself, Sam and Haley are a sight to behold, and from her place in the shadows outside their hotel room, peering through a slit in the curtains, Ruby doesn't want to look away.
She wants to be inside that room so much she aches for it, she wants to be the hand that grazes down Sam's back just hard enough to leave red welts, she wants to be the mouth devouring Haley's flesh making the darker haired girl moan out loudly.
She wants to be inside them and all around them, she wants to be with them, and sometimes she wants to be them.
They are beautiful together and their beauty enthrals her more than it probably should.
There seems to be a popular misconception amongst humans in the know that demons haven't got the capacity to feel emotions when in reality that just isn't the case.
Ruby feels everything, too much and it's starting to cause more than a few problems as well as some slightly voyeuristic behaviour. And all of it, Haley's curiosity, Sam's reluctant acceptance and Brooke and Dean's loosely veiled hatred of her appeals to her human side, makes her feel things she should be demon enough not to feel.
She has a job to do, an honest to Lucifer mission from below and there's an awful lot riding on her success so she really can't screw it up. But the thing that makes it difficult is she genuinely likes this group of humans she's been sent to deceive and she doesn't really want to do the things she'll eventually have to do in order to break them all apart.
Sam's a decent guy, probably better than most and there's something about Haley she's inadvertently drawn to. Dean and Brooke, with their steadfast protection and unyielding devotion to their younger siblings inspire feelings of unwanted admiration to stir within her even if half the time she's in the same room with them she'd happily slide her knife across both their necks just to see how much she could make them bleed.
But she needs Sam, he's the boy king and all her bosses plans lie with him, so she needs him alone without his family so he learns to rely on and trust in only her, then and only then can she mould him into what he needs to become.
And if she can do that, if she succeeds, everything she's going to have to do to destroy the beauty before her eyes will be worth it.
