Drabbles
Humans had a curious weakness when it came to sleep. But Lucifer remained while Sam slept. He had taught him some very unique (and very enjoyable) things about his human vessel. Things he wanted to do again.
Chill fingers dragged slowly down the length of his neck. His broken vessel.
“No one will ever want you the way I do, Sam,” he murmured, lips following the line of his jaw.
Sleepily he stirred, curving into the cool lines of Lucifer’s body. A hand drifted down to his hip, drawing him near, sighing at the press of their bodies. “I know.”
Chill fingers dragged slowly down the length of his neck. His broken vessel.
“No one will ever want you the way I do, Sam,” he murmured, lips following the line of his jaw.
Sleepily he stirred, curving into the cool lines of Lucifer’s body. A hand drifted down to his hip, drawing him near, sighing at the press of their bodies. “I know.”