[fic] fleshflutter: The incestuous courtship of the antichrist's bride
[ evil!Sam ]
Title: The incestuous courtship of the antichrist's bride
Writer: fleshflutter
Status of work: Complete
Characters and/or pairings: evil!Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings, kinks & contents:[Click to read]crack-horror
Length: 48,000
Summary: Sam is trying to become the Antichrist in order to save the world. He has a small army of angels and demons, he has an adoring cult, he has a work of prophecy by Jack Kerouac, and he has Dean. Things are going pretty well until he accidentally signs Dean up as his Beloved Consort, a role that requires sex with the Antichrist on an altar. And that's when things stop going pretty well. Also, the soundtrack to the Apocalypse sucks.
Reccer's notes: written for the 2009 spn-j2-bigbang this is a wonderful take on evil!Sam as pure, cracky goodness. Known for her amazing, angsty stories, fleshflutter also writes some mean crack and this journey to Antichrist-hood with a less than enthused Beloved Consort Dean is a brilliant example.
[Short excerpt] "Are you sulking?" Dean demands. "Are you seriously sulking because I'm not gonna let you stick your cock in me? I said I'd be with you in this, Sam, not that I was gonna bend over and be your bitch."
"You know what, Dean? You may not be the very last person on earth I'd wanna fuck, but don't think you're in my top million either. But if this is a way for us to avoid innocent people getting hurt-"
"Ride my dick or millions will die? Really, Sam? You're pulling that shit on me?" Dean turns back round in his seat, slams the steering wheel again. His mouth is set in something ugly and dangerous. "Way to be classy, dude."
"It is what it is," Sam says, low and dark.