SAMIFER BYE
It had been a while since Castiel had taken Hallucifer out of Sam's hands. Now the hunter could sleep through most nights undisturbed. Tonight was different however, Sam thought as he stared at the back of his eyelids. He was worried, about what? He couldn't say. He had been on edge all day, constantly checking over his shoulder.
"Sammy?" Dean's voice filled his ears and the younger hunter sat up in bed, looking at his brother. He hadn't heard the older hunter come into the room, he was probably too deep in thought, he mused.
"Yeah Dean?" Sam asked, rubbing the back of his neck as he stared up at his brother. Dean smiled and chuckled a bit, eyes locked on Sam's.
"You've changed." Dean said, amusement in his voice as he morphed into- no, oh God no- Lucifer, grin on his face. Sam sat in shock for a few moments, staring at the devil before him.
"No." He uttered, eyebrows furrowed. "You're not real." He said, more trying to convince himself than anything. Lucifer's eyebrows raised, stupid smirk playing at his lips.
"Aren't I?" He breathed, now sitting right in front of Sam on his bed. The hunter instinctively backed up, shoulder blades hitting the backboard of his bed. "Relax, Sam." The devil said quietly, looking around the room. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Get the hell out of here." Sam whispered, his eyes closed, rocking back and forth slowly. Luce shook his head and clucked his tongue.
"But I've only just gotten here." He said smoothly, chewing on the inside of his lip as he studied Sam. "I missed you, Sammy." The angel said softly, running his fingers over the straining muscles of Sam's forearm.
"Don't touch me." The hunter seethed, opening his eyes. Lucifer frowned.
"But we were made for one another." The devil said, continuing his distracted caressing of Sam. The taller man shook his head and bared his teeth, jerking his arm back from the other's reach. "Oh come on, Sam. You're not still mad are you?" Lucifer asked, moving closer to the Winchester.
"You tortured me!" Sam roared, anger evident in his eyes. Lucifer looked taken aback as he crossed his arms.
"At first. Yes." He said, almost sadly. His voice was filled with something akin to regret. "But you know that's not even the half of what happened, Sam." The devil added, eyes meeting Sam's. The hunter looked at the other man, puzzled.
"What do you mean that's not all that happened?" He asked, keeping in mind that Lucifer never lied. The angel chuckled at this and shook his head, eyes closed.
"You're kidding me." Luce sighed and licked his lip, glancing back to Sam now.
"What?" Sam asked again, eyebrows furrowed.
"You begged me to stop. You said you'd do anything." Lucifer said slowly, as if recounting a moment from a particularly heart wrenching film. "So I gave you an offer." Lucifer smirked and shook his head. "Of course I needed your absolute consent. And you gave it without even blinking." Luce sighed dreamily and rested his chin on his fist.
"No." The gears turned in Sam's head, memories of doing unspeakable things with the devil flashing through his head.
"Oh now you've got it, don't you?" Lucifer grinned and leaned forward, staring Sam straight in the eyes. "Remember how you did every single little thing I asked for? Even told me that you'd wanted it all along." The angel whispered the last part in Sam's ear, causing the taller of the two to shiver.
"I didn't." Sam lied, closing his eyes against the memories flooding his mind, and the fallen angel grinning inches from his face.
"Sammy?" Dean's voice filled his ears and the younger hunter sat up in bed, looking at his brother. He hadn't heard the older hunter come into the room, he was probably too deep in thought, he mused.
"Yeah Dean?" Sam asked, rubbing the back of his neck as he stared up at his brother. Dean smiled and chuckled a bit, eyes locked on Sam's.
"You've changed." Dean said, amusement in his voice as he morphed into- no, oh God no- Lucifer, grin on his face. Sam sat in shock for a few moments, staring at the devil before him.
"No." He uttered, eyebrows furrowed. "You're not real." He said, more trying to convince himself than anything. Lucifer's eyebrows raised, stupid smirk playing at his lips.
"Aren't I?" He breathed, now sitting right in front of Sam on his bed. The hunter instinctively backed up, shoulder blades hitting the backboard of his bed. "Relax, Sam." The devil said quietly, looking around the room. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Get the hell out of here." Sam whispered, his eyes closed, rocking back and forth slowly. Luce shook his head and clucked his tongue.
"But I've only just gotten here." He said smoothly, chewing on the inside of his lip as he studied Sam. "I missed you, Sammy." The angel said softly, running his fingers over the straining muscles of Sam's forearm.
"Don't touch me." The hunter seethed, opening his eyes. Lucifer frowned.
"But we were made for one another." The devil said, continuing his distracted caressing of Sam. The taller man shook his head and bared his teeth, jerking his arm back from the other's reach. "Oh come on, Sam. You're not still mad are you?" Lucifer asked, moving closer to the Winchester.
"You tortured me!" Sam roared, anger evident in his eyes. Lucifer looked taken aback as he crossed his arms.
"At first. Yes." He said, almost sadly. His voice was filled with something akin to regret. "But you know that's not even the half of what happened, Sam." The devil added, eyes meeting Sam's. The hunter looked at the other man, puzzled.
"What do you mean that's not all that happened?" He asked, keeping in mind that Lucifer never lied. The angel chuckled at this and shook his head, eyes closed.
"You're kidding me." Luce sighed and licked his lip, glancing back to Sam now.
"What?" Sam asked again, eyebrows furrowed.
"You begged me to stop. You said you'd do anything." Lucifer said slowly, as if recounting a moment from a particularly heart wrenching film. "So I gave you an offer." Lucifer smirked and shook his head. "Of course I needed your absolute consent. And you gave it without even blinking." Luce sighed dreamily and rested his chin on his fist.
"No." The gears turned in Sam's head, memories of doing unspeakable things with the devil flashing through his head.
"Oh now you've got it, don't you?" Lucifer grinned and leaned forward, staring Sam straight in the eyes. "Remember how you did every single little thing I asked for? Even told me that you'd wanted it all along." The angel whispered the last part in Sam's ear, causing the taller of the two to shiver.
"I didn't." Sam lied, closing his eyes against the memories flooding his mind, and the fallen angel grinning inches from his face.