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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Lucifer/Sam_Winchester
  Character:
      Sam_Winchester, Lucifer_(Supernatural), Dean_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      Mentions_of_Sam!Lucifer, Mentions_of_Jess!Lucifer, Sam_is_14
  Collections:
      Dirty+Bad+Wrong+Hot_Supernatural
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-08-01 Words: 1676
****** A Birthday Visit ******
by lostinmymindforever
Summary
     Sammy gets a special visitor on his birthday
Notes
     Written as an early birthday present for Kris. (CrankyWhenProvoked)
Sammy kept glancing at the clock on the wall, his pulse pounding in his ears.
Every minute that passed seemed like an eternity as he waited impatiently for
midnight. He was practically vibrating with want, his breaths coming quickly.
He glanced nervously at the door, as if trying to will the lights in the hall
to go off, as if he could make his brother come upstairs and go to his room for
the night.
As soon as the hands on the clock hit midnight Sammy felt a chill come over him
and looked over to see his window slowly being opened. He held back the sound
that wanted to escape his mouth, waiting until the man who had just entered his
bedroom made a simple gesture, sealing the room tightly, preventing any sounds
from escaping the room.
When he knew it was safe to do so, Sammy climbed out of his bed, practically
throwing himself into the man’s arms. He let out a happy little moan as the
man, Lucifer, picked him up. Sammy wrapped his arms around Lucifer’s neck, his
legs wrapping around Lucifer’s waist.
Lucifer kissed him hard, possessively, his hand moving to rest on Sammy’s ass.
Sammy moaned into the kiss, arching into Lucifer’s touches. He was carried to
his bed, and Lucifer grinned seductively as he slowly began to undress Sammy.
Sammy swallowed hard, knowing what was to come, and yet at the same time still
a bit fearful. The fear always came, yet swiftly disappeared as Lucifer took
his time kissing and caressing Sammy’s body until the boy was practically
vibrating with want.
“Lucifer, please,” Sammy whined, not even sure what he was asking for. It was
too much, yet at the same time not hardly enough.
Lucifer grinned down at him, the moonlight from the window making his blonde
hair almost seem to glow. “Patience, Baby,” he whispered, his voice dripping
with dark promises. He continued to work his way down the boy’s naked body,
teasing his nipples with his forked tongue.
Sammy moaned with pleasure, forcing himself to keep his eyes open, when all he
wanted to do was close them and let himself get lost in sensation. He tensed up
briefly when he felt Lucifer’s fingers brush against his hole and had to force
himself to relax. The fear returned momentarily, but was soon removed when
Lucifer gently bit down onto his nipple, causing him to gasp in pain and
pleasure.
Sammy arched up into Lucifer’s mouth, letting out a muffled curse when he felt
the man’s first finger enter his body. He was about to apologize for swearing
when Lucifer moved to his other nipple, teasing it in the same manner he had
treated the first one with. Sammy felt a fresh wave of arousal course through
him as Lucifer slowly worked the finger in and out of his body.
Lucifer continued his downward path, pausing to lick and nibble at Sammy’s
navel before moving on to the boy’s cock. Sammy let out a choked off moan as
Lucifer took his entire length into his mouth, sucking and licking at the
flesh, the feeling of Lucifer’s forked tongue driving him wild. He bucked up
into Lucifer’s mouth as the man began to work a second finger into his hole.
Sammy was lost in overwhelming sensation, not knowing if he should thrust more
into Lucifer’s mouth, or back onto Lucifer’s fingers. The decision was made for
him when Lucifer held him down by his hip, making Sammy stay still and just
take what he was being given.
This was far from the first time Lucifer had come to him, and this blonde
haired, blue eyed version of him wasn’t the only one Sammy had seen. There had
been others, one a beautiful blonde woman with eyes that had reminded him of
Dean’s. In that guise Lucifer had come to him the first time, pinning Sammy to
the bed and had ridden him hard and fast, taking Sammy’s virginity with a smile
on her face as she licked her lips with that forked tongue.
The other guise he tended to come in was tall, taller than Dean, taller than
Dad. And he had a body that made Sammy drool with want. Dark haired with hazel
eyes similar to Sammy’s own. And the size of that guise’s cock. Sammy groaned
at the thought of that monster cock, how it had felt inside of him, how he had
felt like he was being torn in two, and yet at the same time how fucking good
it had felt, how proud of himself he had been at taking the whole damn thing.
But this version of Lucifer, this tall, blonde man, was the one who came to him
the most often. This Lucifer was the one Sammy dreamt of, the one he fantasized
about, the one who got him hard in seconds flat and had him begging and moaning
like a little whore.
“Lucifer, I need more,” Sammy breathed more than said, eyes dark with lust.
Lucifer pulled off of his cock, a cocky grin on his face. “Do you need this?”
he asked, making a brief motion and instantly becoming as naked as Sammy. “Or
how about this?” his appearance shifted to the dark haired man, equally naked,
his monster cock hard. “Or possibly this?” once more his appearance changed,
this time to the blonde woman. Lucifer took her hand and ran it down Sammy’s
chest before taking the boy’s aching cock into her hand, slowly stroking it.
“The first one, need, want you to fuck me.”
Lucifer shifted back to the guise he had appeared in, grinning at Sammy before
giving the boy a tender kiss. “Mm, still so tight right now. I should probably
stretch you a little more.”
Sammy shook his head, “No, want you in me, now, please, god, please want you in
me.”
Lucifer chuckled, “If you insist.” He grabbed Sammy’s hips, pulling the boy
closer to himself, spreading Sammy’s legs. The head of his cock nudged at
Sammy’s ass, teasing the boy. Before Sammy could complain Lucifer entered him
in one almost brutal thrust.
Sammy cried out. Pain and pleasure warring for dominance. He reached up,
grabbing at Lucifer’s shoulders as the man began to fuck him hard and fast. His
fingers dug into Lucifer’s skin, drawing blood as the man slammed into him time
and again. Sammy was so hard, so on edge, and the second the head of Lucifer’s
cock hit his prostate it was over for him, and he came with a shout, covering
both of their chests with his release.
“That’s it, Baby,” Lucifer said in that seductive voice of his, “get us both
all nice and sticky with your come.”
Sammy groaned, body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over him, Lucifer’s
cock moving faster and faster inside of him, as if it had a life of it’s own.
He had barely come down from his orgasm when he felt Lucifer wrap his hand
around his cock, stroking him back to hardness. Sammy whimpered, it was too
much, but when he was about to complain Lucifer took his mouth in a bruising
kiss, silencing his protests.
All too soon Sammy was on edge once more, and he cried out Lucifer’s name. The
man kept thrusting into him, harder than before, hands clamped onto Sammy’s
hips, fingers leaving bruises onto Sammy’s flesh. Sammy cursed, eyes clamping
shut as his second orgasm ripped through him, adding to the mess on their
chests. He could feel Lucifer’s thrusts begin to come more erratically and gave
an almost startled shout when Lucifer bit down onto his shoulder as he began to
come.
Sammy was panting, body shaking. He winced as Lucifer slowly pulled out of him,
relief and loss warring in his mind. He was tired and sore, yet content in a
way that was hard to come by in his life.
Lucifer kissed him softly, standing from the bed, fully dressed once more.
“Happy 14th birthday, Sammy,” he said softly. “Until we meet again.”
And then, as if he had never been there, Sammy found himself alone in the room
once more. He glanced over at the clock, eyes widening as he saw that it was
only 12:01 AM, as if time had stopped while Lucifer had been there. But then
again, it always seemed to be that way, an eternity and no time at all.
He let out a little sigh, pulling his pajamas back on before crawling back
under the covers. He prayed that it wouldn’t be another month before he saw
Lucifer. He was still shaking, body thrumming with pleasure when he heard a
small knock at his door.
“Sammy? You awake?” Dean asked quietly.
“Yeah, I’m up.”
Sammy watched as his brother walked into the bedroom, a small package in his
hands. He noticed the way Dean seemed to sniff the room before shaking his
head. “Um, just wanted to give you this before Dad gets up. Happy Birthday,
Little Brother.” As he walked to the door Dean paused, “You might wanna air the
room out, Sammy. Don’t need Dad walking in on this place smelling like you’ve
been jacking off for the last few hours.”
Sammy grinned, a blush covering his face. Dean would think that, but in a way
that was for the best. Sammy knew if his brother had any idea of Sammy’s
visitor he’d try and find a way to stop it, because Sammy knew without a doubt
that the man who came to him, the man who seduced him time and again was the
Devil himself. Sammy knew it was wrong, yet he couldn’t help himself, the devil
knew him too well.
He opened the package, and chuckled at the small stack of porn mags and lube.
His brother would think to give him that for his birthday. And as thoughtful as
that was, nothing compared to having the real thing, even if it did come at the
price of Sammy’s soul.
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