Art of Persuasion
Title: Art of Persuasion
Author: sevenbee
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Gabriel/Girl!Sam/Lucifer
Spoilers: Season Five.
Warnings: Course Language, gender bending, dub-con.
Disclaimer: I still own nothing, it's something I need to work on.
Summary: Written for the spnwomen_kink meme - where someone asked for Gabriel/Girl!Sam/Lucifer "Gabriel and Lucifer struggled to have Sam's affection but Sam had develop hatred toward angels so the two angels teamed up to change her mind using sexual persuasion..."
Word Count: 1, 221
She's been tied, gagged, blinded and felt so many realities change around her, and she isn't sure whether she's still on Earth. And with her two captives - more importantly - these two captors, it's all the more likely that she isn't on Earth anymore. She can hear them in the back, both arguing over her, yet again. She's told them 'no' a thousand times, but neither archangel seems to grasp the meaning.
Of course, she wasn't a she when it first began. No, she was in fact a he, a very he at the time. And he had said no to both of them; he had said no to the eldest of the two archangel's. This destiny thing wasn't enough to pull him into it. And where ever the younger, shorter and possibly more human out of the archangel's - and every angel, for that matter - came from and advanced like cat on heat, he had to practically yell the word.
Now as Samantha Winchester and no longer as a Samuel, it seemed the two archangels felt they could force her more into it. Especially since she is currently tied to the headboard of the bed, her arms above her head and a blind fold over her eyes. She know's she's naked, even in the never changing room temperature she can still feel the hint of cold sweeping through.
Just another reason to add to her ever growing list to why she hates angels.
"Sometimes, brother, you cannot always get what you want." Sam hears Lucifer say, like his parenting whatever plan they have.
"But, you love me, so you really have no choice. Also, because let's face it, I have a friendlier face than dear old Scarface your wearing." Comes Gabriel's ever so happy-go-lucky reply. Sam winces, both in fear of what the plan is and whether Gabriel was going to get a punch for that.
Instead, she hears the unsettling chuckle from Lucifer, then the sound of two pairs of feet walking towards the bed. To her left, it dips, and she can only guess that one of them is sitting on the bed beside her. But the question is, which one?
Hands - bigger than Gabriel's - are rolling her onto her side, facing the opposite direction. So her back and bare arse was to Lucifer. In front of her, the bed dips again and she can practically hear the giggle on Gabriel's lips.
"Sammy, you really are beautiful like this." Gabriel says softly, like his admiring fine art work. Sam only guesses that he says it like that because he was the one that made her a her in the first place.
"Go to Hell!" Sam spat, shifting her body to try and turn from him, but it was no use, Lucifer was already behind her, flushing his naked body against hers.
Lucifer just chuckles against her ear and feels Gabriel moving her thigh on top of his. And now the plan was oh, so clear to her. The same hand that Gabriel used to move her leg disappears between their bodies and what she was expecting was to feel his length pressing against her entrance. Instead, she feels thin lips and a tongue that invades the meaning of 'personal space.'
Sam's lips fall open, not on purpose, but because despite everything she hates about this archangel, he could make it all up with just a kiss. And it's enough to get her kissing back. Only until she feels someone pushing against her back entrance. She stiffens against Gabriel's lips as the head of Lucifer's cock pushes inside.
Her breath catches, her eyes - despite already been blindfolded - tighten up and her entire body locks as a new sensation of burning surrounds her.
"Shh." Gabriel purrs, his hand moving up her belly, stopping to tease at her breast until his hand is batted away by Lucifer who places his hand possessively to cup the breast.
Gabriel's hand settles on cupping her cheek as she pants and his placing soft kisses over her face. Sam thinks it's to calm her, to just let her relax. And without evening realizing she's doing it, her hand has locked itself into Gabriel's arm, like she almost feels safe with the archangel turned trickster.
Once Lucifer is in - and yeah, she's pretty damn sure his in, because she's feeling so tight that she's going to shred open. Gabriel's pressing himself against her front entrance and unlike Lucifer, he's so much more gentle, teasingly and asking. Something Sam would have never thought Gabriel was capable of.
He presses into her, and she's holding her breath like she's falling under water. Lucifer's hands are kneading her breast and Gabriel's dropping kisses onto her shoulder.
"B-blind...fold..." Sam breathes out, begging for it's removal. She isn't sure what happens between her words and the moment her eyes blink onto Gabriel face, but she can only guess as Lucifer pounds into her hard first and she screams loud, her voice echoing off the walls.
There's an exchange of a glare from Gabriel over her should and she can feel Lucifer shrug behind her. Gabriel lips are back on hers as she feels both of the archangel's slip their length's out. Not fully out, of course, she doesn't hold herself lucky enough for that. When Gabriel's mouth moves to nibble at her neck and Lucifer's biting into her shoulder, she's prepared for their thrust in.
Sam chokes on her air, as they're beginning to start a rhythm, her hips bucking uncontrollably into both of their thrusts. It's impossible when there moving in tandem with each other and she's stuck in the middle.
There's another reason why she is thankful she's facing Gabriel, his hand has moved to her hips, directing her with a push and a pull. Sam isn't all that surprised that Gabriel knows how to work this. She guesses the over-experienced archangel has done this sort of thing before.
The directions help, because now she's meeting both their thrusts with the movement of her hips. Lucifer's pounds don't seem as rough compared to Gabriel's anymore, all she can feel is utter bliss. And every time Gabriel hits her clit and Lucifer uses a finger to tease at her nipple, she's screaming out for more.
And both archangels are more than willing to give it to her, moving faster and harder til their the ones groaning and bucking with need of release. Their breathes all take on one unison pant, moving together like they were born to do this.
And as her muscles tighten and her head flys back onto Lucifer's chest, her eyes closing. She can feel around her Gabriel releases himself, everything his got in a loud groan, his eyes flashing pure white as he fills her. Lucifer only shortly behind, biting onto her neck, not a sound as he comes.
Gabriel's back to kissing her delicate face and Lucifer's pulling out like he doesn't care anymore. But he must, since Sam's pulled towards him and out of the lip lock with Gabriel to have his rough lips pressed against hers. The stubble of Lucifer's vessel rough against her cheek.
"Made your decision?" Lucifer asks, always straight to the point. Sam hears Gabriel's scoff and just shakes her head.
"I still need more convincing."
Author: sevenbee
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Gabriel/Girl!Sam/Lucifer
Spoilers: Season Five.
Warnings: Course Language, gender bending, dub-con.
Disclaimer: I still own nothing, it's something I need to work on.
Summary: Written for the spnwomen_kink meme - where someone asked for Gabriel/Girl!Sam/Lucifer "Gabriel and Lucifer struggled to have Sam's affection but Sam had develop hatred toward angels so the two angels teamed up to change her mind using sexual persuasion..."
Word Count: 1, 221
She's been tied, gagged, blinded and felt so many realities change around her, and she isn't sure whether she's still on Earth. And with her two captives - more importantly - these two captors, it's all the more likely that she isn't on Earth anymore. She can hear them in the back, both arguing over her, yet again. She's told them 'no' a thousand times, but neither archangel seems to grasp the meaning.
Of course, she wasn't a she when it first began. No, she was in fact a he, a very he at the time. And he had said no to both of them; he had said no to the eldest of the two archangel's. This destiny thing wasn't enough to pull him into it. And where ever the younger, shorter and possibly more human out of the archangel's - and every angel, for that matter - came from and advanced like cat on heat, he had to practically yell the word.
Now as Samantha Winchester and no longer as a Samuel, it seemed the two archangels felt they could force her more into it. Especially since she is currently tied to the headboard of the bed, her arms above her head and a blind fold over her eyes. She know's she's naked, even in the never changing room temperature she can still feel the hint of cold sweeping through.
Just another reason to add to her ever growing list to why she hates angels.
"Sometimes, brother, you cannot always get what you want." Sam hears Lucifer say, like his parenting whatever plan they have.
"But, you love me, so you really have no choice. Also, because let's face it, I have a friendlier face than dear old Scarface your wearing." Comes Gabriel's ever so happy-go-lucky reply. Sam winces, both in fear of what the plan is and whether Gabriel was going to get a punch for that.
Instead, she hears the unsettling chuckle from Lucifer, then the sound of two pairs of feet walking towards the bed. To her left, it dips, and she can only guess that one of them is sitting on the bed beside her. But the question is, which one?
Hands - bigger than Gabriel's - are rolling her onto her side, facing the opposite direction. So her back and bare arse was to Lucifer. In front of her, the bed dips again and she can practically hear the giggle on Gabriel's lips.
"Sammy, you really are beautiful like this." Gabriel says softly, like his admiring fine art work. Sam only guesses that he says it like that because he was the one that made her a her in the first place.
"Go to Hell!" Sam spat, shifting her body to try and turn from him, but it was no use, Lucifer was already behind her, flushing his naked body against hers.
Lucifer just chuckles against her ear and feels Gabriel moving her thigh on top of his. And now the plan was oh, so clear to her. The same hand that Gabriel used to move her leg disappears between their bodies and what she was expecting was to feel his length pressing against her entrance. Instead, she feels thin lips and a tongue that invades the meaning of 'personal space.'
Sam's lips fall open, not on purpose, but because despite everything she hates about this archangel, he could make it all up with just a kiss. And it's enough to get her kissing back. Only until she feels someone pushing against her back entrance. She stiffens against Gabriel's lips as the head of Lucifer's cock pushes inside.
Her breath catches, her eyes - despite already been blindfolded - tighten up and her entire body locks as a new sensation of burning surrounds her.
"Shh." Gabriel purrs, his hand moving up her belly, stopping to tease at her breast until his hand is batted away by Lucifer who places his hand possessively to cup the breast.
Gabriel's hand settles on cupping her cheek as she pants and his placing soft kisses over her face. Sam thinks it's to calm her, to just let her relax. And without evening realizing she's doing it, her hand has locked itself into Gabriel's arm, like she almost feels safe with the archangel turned trickster.
Once Lucifer is in - and yeah, she's pretty damn sure his in, because she's feeling so tight that she's going to shred open. Gabriel's pressing himself against her front entrance and unlike Lucifer, he's so much more gentle, teasingly and asking. Something Sam would have never thought Gabriel was capable of.
He presses into her, and she's holding her breath like she's falling under water. Lucifer's hands are kneading her breast and Gabriel's dropping kisses onto her shoulder.
"B-blind...fold..." Sam breathes out, begging for it's removal. She isn't sure what happens between her words and the moment her eyes blink onto Gabriel face, but she can only guess as Lucifer pounds into her hard first and she screams loud, her voice echoing off the walls.
There's an exchange of a glare from Gabriel over her should and she can feel Lucifer shrug behind her. Gabriel lips are back on hers as she feels both of the archangel's slip their length's out. Not fully out, of course, she doesn't hold herself lucky enough for that. When Gabriel's mouth moves to nibble at her neck and Lucifer's biting into her shoulder, she's prepared for their thrust in.
Sam chokes on her air, as they're beginning to start a rhythm, her hips bucking uncontrollably into both of their thrusts. It's impossible when there moving in tandem with each other and she's stuck in the middle.
There's another reason why she is thankful she's facing Gabriel, his hand has moved to her hips, directing her with a push and a pull. Sam isn't all that surprised that Gabriel knows how to work this. She guesses the over-experienced archangel has done this sort of thing before.
The directions help, because now she's meeting both their thrusts with the movement of her hips. Lucifer's pounds don't seem as rough compared to Gabriel's anymore, all she can feel is utter bliss. And every time Gabriel hits her clit and Lucifer uses a finger to tease at her nipple, she's screaming out for more.
And both archangels are more than willing to give it to her, moving faster and harder til their the ones groaning and bucking with need of release. Their breathes all take on one unison pant, moving together like they were born to do this.
And as her muscles tighten and her head flys back onto Lucifer's chest, her eyes closing. She can feel around her Gabriel releases himself, everything his got in a loud groan, his eyes flashing pure white as he fills her. Lucifer only shortly behind, biting onto her neck, not a sound as he comes.
Gabriel's back to kissing her delicate face and Lucifer's pulling out like he doesn't care anymore. But he must, since Sam's pulled towards him and out of the lip lock with Gabriel to have his rough lips pressed against hers. The stubble of Lucifer's vessel rough against her cheek.
"Made your decision?" Lucifer asks, always straight to the point. Sam hears Gabriel's scoff and just shakes her head.
"I still need more convincing."