50 First Dates - Date 12
Title: Date 12
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Sam/Lucifer
Rating: PG - 13
Word Count: 589
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: None
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first dates - clouds.
Date 12
“That one looks like a Claudia Shiffer,” Sam comments as he points up at the sky.
“You are a fucking idiot,” Lucifer grumbles off to his left.
Sam falls out with laughter. He’s vindicated when Lucifer joins in. The guy just flat out doesn’t laugh enough.
“How about Venus De Milo?” Sam asks. He gets the reaction he’s hoping for and Lucifer curls on his side facing Sam as he hisses with barely contained laughter.
“I hate you so much,” Lucifer complains. “You know my ribs still hurt.”
“That’s what you get for trying to beat down two guys twice your size at that bar in Florida,” Sam chastises gently.
‘Come across the country with us,’ Dean had said. ‘Just the four of us. It will be great all kinds of that bonding crap you love so much.’
Of course Dean and Cas decided halfway through the trip that they wanted to take bonding to the next level and now Lucifer and Sam are splayed on their backs in the grass watching the clouds go by while their brothers work off some energy with a nooner.
It’s actually kind of fun. Lucifer’s got a better sense of humor than everyone gives him credit for.
“You’re hot you know that,” Lucifer comments.
Sam rolls his head toward the other man but Lucifer looking up at the clouds moving slowly through the sky. “Pardon?” Sam asks.
“You,” Lucifer shrugs. “You’re attractive.”
“Umm,” Sam’s lost. “Thank you?”
“I mean it,” Lucifer sighs as he turns on his side and looks Sam over. “You get hit on all the time, you flirt but you never take anyone up on their offers. You never pursue anyone. Why is that?”
“I don’t know,” Sam shrugs. “I’m a big guy. Being aggressive makes me look like a Neanderthal I guess. I’m not really interested.”
“I don’t believe you,” Lucifer huffs and reaches out to poke Sam in the center of his shirt.
“Fine then don’t,” Sam snaps and looks back up at the sky.
Well he looks until he can’t see the sky around Lucifer’s encroaching head.
“What are you doing?” Sam hisses as Lucifer pins him in with both his arms. He’s not nervous, Lucifer is tall but Sam’s the tallest thing around usually and even though he’s still filling out his ever expanding body he’s pretty certain that he could shove Lucifer off him in a heartbeat.
If he really wanted to.
“Kissing you,” Lucifer answers and then he dips down and proves his point.
The clinging that Sam’s doing to the back of Lucifer’s shirt probably isn’t making a good case that he wants to be let go. Neither is the way his hips jerk off the ground to roll against the other mans.
Fuck it’s so good to be kissed. Sam hates dating, he hates having to manage everything about the early process of relationships. Honestly he just doesn’t really like being in charge. So the opportunity that Lucifer is giving him right now is very welcome indeed.
Especially considering what Dean and Cas are probably doing in the car right now.
“We should do more of this,” Lucifer murmurs against the corner of Sam’s mouth when they break for air.
“Hell yeah,” Sam mumbles in return.