Sam/Ruby - Blood, Blood, Blood 1/?
Title: Blood, Blood, Blood 1/?
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: Liv
Pairing/Characters: Sam/Ruby
Rating: M- almost sex?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural.
Summary: Sam’s afraid of the voice in his head.
Authors Note: This is basically my very own twisted idea of what Ruby's in the show for and why she's helping Sam. There are spoilers for all of Season3 so far, the rest of this is my conspiracy.
Sam pushed open the hotel room he was sharing with Dean, rolling his eyes as the voice behind him got louder.
"-And further more? You can’t even shoot Bela after what she did to you."
"She’s a con artist," grumbled Sam, dropping into the chair by the window and shutting his eyes tightly. "I don’t give a fuck about what she does."
Ruby shook her head and continued rattling off things Sam was doing wrong. Sam rubbed his forehead as a headache began to form, ignoring her completely and not noticing when she had stopped.
"Sam."
"What?" he snapped giving her a look. "I’m sorry if I’m not evil enough for you. But c’mon, what were you expecting?" Sam stood up as his voice rose. "Did you think I was going to be evil?"
"I was kind of hoping," said Ruby carefully, backing up as Sam stalked closer to her. "You need to be so you can take the crown."
"Give it to someone else," Sam hissed, stopping inches away from her when she hit the wall.
"Can’t. See, you’re sort of his kid and all-"
"I told you, I’m not," growled Sam taking half a step closer, watching Ruby swallow at how close he was, then remember she was supposed to be threatening him and smirked.
"You’re the guy who gets the crown, Sammy boy," said Ruby, sliding her hands up his sides and resting them back on his waist.. "The only heir to the underworld."
"Then find someone else!"
"You’re. It," snapped Ruby, yanking Sam forward by his shirt until they were nose to nose. "Azazel didn’t think when he was with your mom. All he was thinking about was himself-"
"Shut up," growled Sam, leaning into her and speaking in her ear. Ruby groaned as Sam’s breath hit her neck.
"Make me," she snapped back, running her hand down Sam’s chest and clutching the front of his pants, pulling him flush with her.
Sam hesitated for a second, knowing that this was what she wanted. He wanted to pull away but the little voice in his head that had been getting louder and louder over the last few weeks took over his head completely. Sam’s eyes flashed and he saw a brief look of fear sweep over Ruby’s face before he kissed her. His teeth clicked against hers as she opened her mouth to tangle her tongue with his, each of them fighting for dominance like they would have to admit defeat if they lost. Ruby moaned into Sam’s mouth and he moved his hands onto her waist, pushing her shirt up and running them over the skin he found their.
"God, fuck me, Sam," ordered Ruby, tearing her mouth away from his and wrapping her arms around his neck, breathing heavily as she felt his hands fall from her waist to the back of her thighs, lifting her off her feet and pressing her in between him and the wall. He ran his teeth over the front of her neck, nipping skin here and then before biting down hard on the slope of her neck, catching Ruby off guard and making her hiss.
Ruby felt Sam press against her holding her against the wall as he slid his hands away from her legs and slipping one of his hands up her shirt, brushing the palm of his hand over her breast, teasing her for a moment while she recovered from the bite he gave her, feeling blood drip down the slope of her back, soaking into the fabric of her shirt, which Sam was slowly pulling off her.
She moved her own hands down his chest, her finger’s twitching against the buttons she longed to just rip off. Ruby hooked her legs higher on Sam’s hips and pulled his shirt out of his pants, popping buttons off it and pushing the fabric off his shoulders.
Ruby dug her nails into Sam’s back, raking them down his skin again and again until he’d forgotten about trying to get her off and focused on whatever pleasure or pain she was inducing. Ruby stopped suddenly and placed her palms flat on Sam’s back, feeling blood from her sadistic actions. Sam blinked a few times and snapped back to reality, eyes focusing on her chest, his damp hair falling into his eyes.
Placing both hands on Ruby’s face, Sam kissed her again, she bit his lower lip and he tasted blood.
Do it.
Sam almost gasped and he pulled away suddenly, like that voice in his head had been right behind him. That was not his voice. That was demonic. Ruby leaned forward to kiss him again, unaware that he was freaked out. She opened her eyes when she didn’t come in contact with him. Sam took a step back and Ruby dropped to the floor, stumbling on her feet.
The two of them stood topless in the hotel room for a while, Sam trying to figure out how to stop the voice from coming back, and where it had come from in the first place.
"Sam?" Ruby’s voice cut through the haze Sam was in and he almost jumped.
"What," he asked looking her over.
"Why the fuck would you just stop?"
Fandom: Supernatural
Author: Liv
Pairing/Characters: Sam/Ruby
Rating: M- almost sex?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural.
Summary: Sam’s afraid of the voice in his head.
Authors Note: This is basically my very own twisted idea of what Ruby's in the show for and why she's helping Sam. There are spoilers for all of Season3 so far, the rest of this is my conspiracy.
Sam pushed open the hotel room he was sharing with Dean, rolling his eyes as the voice behind him got louder.
"-And further more? You can’t even shoot Bela after what she did to you."
"She’s a con artist," grumbled Sam, dropping into the chair by the window and shutting his eyes tightly. "I don’t give a fuck about what she does."
Ruby shook her head and continued rattling off things Sam was doing wrong. Sam rubbed his forehead as a headache began to form, ignoring her completely and not noticing when she had stopped.
"Sam."
"What?" he snapped giving her a look. "I’m sorry if I’m not evil enough for you. But c’mon, what were you expecting?" Sam stood up as his voice rose. "Did you think I was going to be evil?"
"I was kind of hoping," said Ruby carefully, backing up as Sam stalked closer to her. "You need to be so you can take the crown."
"Give it to someone else," Sam hissed, stopping inches away from her when she hit the wall.
"Can’t. See, you’re sort of his kid and all-"
"I told you, I’m not," growled Sam taking half a step closer, watching Ruby swallow at how close he was, then remember she was supposed to be threatening him and smirked.
"You’re the guy who gets the crown, Sammy boy," said Ruby, sliding her hands up his sides and resting them back on his waist.. "The only heir to the underworld."
"Then find someone else!"
"You’re. It," snapped Ruby, yanking Sam forward by his shirt until they were nose to nose. "Azazel didn’t think when he was with your mom. All he was thinking about was himself-"
"Shut up," growled Sam, leaning into her and speaking in her ear. Ruby groaned as Sam’s breath hit her neck.
"Make me," she snapped back, running her hand down Sam’s chest and clutching the front of his pants, pulling him flush with her.
Sam hesitated for a second, knowing that this was what she wanted. He wanted to pull away but the little voice in his head that had been getting louder and louder over the last few weeks took over his head completely. Sam’s eyes flashed and he saw a brief look of fear sweep over Ruby’s face before he kissed her. His teeth clicked against hers as she opened her mouth to tangle her tongue with his, each of them fighting for dominance like they would have to admit defeat if they lost. Ruby moaned into Sam’s mouth and he moved his hands onto her waist, pushing her shirt up and running them over the skin he found their.
"God, fuck me, Sam," ordered Ruby, tearing her mouth away from his and wrapping her arms around his neck, breathing heavily as she felt his hands fall from her waist to the back of her thighs, lifting her off her feet and pressing her in between him and the wall. He ran his teeth over the front of her neck, nipping skin here and then before biting down hard on the slope of her neck, catching Ruby off guard and making her hiss.
Ruby felt Sam press against her holding her against the wall as he slid his hands away from her legs and slipping one of his hands up her shirt, brushing the palm of his hand over her breast, teasing her for a moment while she recovered from the bite he gave her, feeling blood drip down the slope of her back, soaking into the fabric of her shirt, which Sam was slowly pulling off her.
She moved her own hands down his chest, her finger’s twitching against the buttons she longed to just rip off. Ruby hooked her legs higher on Sam’s hips and pulled his shirt out of his pants, popping buttons off it and pushing the fabric off his shoulders.
Ruby dug her nails into Sam’s back, raking them down his skin again and again until he’d forgotten about trying to get her off and focused on whatever pleasure or pain she was inducing. Ruby stopped suddenly and placed her palms flat on Sam’s back, feeling blood from her sadistic actions. Sam blinked a few times and snapped back to reality, eyes focusing on her chest, his damp hair falling into his eyes.
Placing both hands on Ruby’s face, Sam kissed her again, she bit his lower lip and he tasted blood.
Do it.
Sam almost gasped and he pulled away suddenly, like that voice in his head had been right behind him. That was not his voice. That was demonic. Ruby leaned forward to kiss him again, unaware that he was freaked out. She opened her eyes when she didn’t come in contact with him. Sam took a step back and Ruby dropped to the floor, stumbling on her feet.
The two of them stood topless in the hotel room for a while, Sam trying to figure out how to stop the voice from coming back, and where it had come from in the first place.
"Sam?" Ruby’s voice cut through the haze Sam was in and he almost jumped.
"What," he asked looking her over.
"Why the fuck would you just stop?"