Careful What You Wish For | By : HeadmasterFelix Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sam's Reward
Crowley sat flatly on Sam's lap again, and their lips met. Sam took advantage of his newly-freed hands, running them over the demon's chest and shoulders and finally coming to grip the back of his neck. With coaxing from Crowley, Sam slid down, his back now flat on the mattress. Crowley moved downward with him, caging Sam's hips and torso with his legs and arms.
Sam moved his hands downwards and tugged at the bottom of Crowley's shirt, untucking it from his trousers. Catching on to the Winchester's brilliant idea, he sat up and pulled the button-down over his head. Sam got to work on his belt. Within moments, both men were completely undressed and back to lips-on-lips and skin-on-skin and lips-on-skin.
Crowley murmured adoration and praise as his teeth grazed Sam's neck and when his tongue toyed with Sam's nipples. "Yes, Moose. Good Moose, so obedient. So deserving." his hand traveled lower, gripping Sam's already hard cock.
Sam tilted his head back and let out a quiet, throaty groan as the demon began to stroke him. All the hardship before had been worth it. He was quickly learning that compliance with his King's wishes brought incredible reward.
Pulling back and sitting upright, Crowley reoriented them a bit so that he was kneeling between Sam's legs rather than around them. He reached into the pocket of his recently discarded pants and, like in their first encounter, removed a little packet of lube.
Sam's breath stilled and for a moment he thought his heart did as well. He was suddenly very nervous again. "Do you really think...?" he didn't finish his question. He didn't need to.
"Don't worry, love, I'll be gentle," and before Sam knew it, two slick fingers were pressing at his entrance.
Crowley worked Sam until his hips were moving of their own volition. He smirked to himself - this was hands-down his favorite idiosyncrasy of Sam's. It was like a poker tell of sex. Absolutely brilliant. Crowley removed his fingers so he could use both hands in the endeavor of lubricating himself. Soon, Sam felt a much thicker bit of flesh pushing against him. The King of Hell took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. It was going to take significant self control to go easy on the human. As gingerly as demonly possible, Crowley slid into Sam, going no deeper than his head.
Sam winced and swallowed a pained grunt. He gripped the sheets tightly and tried to relax.
"Shh shh shh, just breathe, Moose. Take your time. I'm not ready 'til you are." He took Sam's hips in his hands and waited until he could feel the tension ease from his body. In a moment, he was able to sink a little deeper, and then a little more. It took several minutes, but eventually he was buried as much as he could be. Looking down, he saw Sam flushed and panting.
He leaned over Sam again, using one forearm to support himself and his other hand to grip Sam's hip. He began to move inside of Sam, pulling out only an inch or two before pushing back in. It was all Sam could comfortably bear for now. Before long, the Winchester began to really, truly enjoy it. "Jus', nnn yeah, no, no more, just, just do it like that."
Crowley focused every ounce of self control he had on slow and shallow. He thought he was going to lose it, but finally Moose started to rock back against him. "Oh, sweet bloody mercy, yes, Moose," he grinned and matched Sam's gradually-increasing pace and vigor. Crowley thought about teasing Sam further, reminding him of his desire to be owned, or his recent confession about Castiel, but ultimately he decided against it. This was so much more than enough for now. Just the King of Hell inside of a Winchester - the reality was overwhelming on it's own. Crowley removed his hand from Sam's hip and instead tightly gripped his cock.
Sam was as loud as he had ever been, having attention expertly placed on as many of his right places as one man could accomplish. He grabbed a hold of Crowley's head and neck and wrapped his legs around the demon's hips.
Crowley teased him, slowing or even removing his hand when Sam drew too close. Although it was almost universally his goal to finish last, he knew that would be stupid in this case. The moment Sam came down from his orgasm he would tense, and Crowley's presence would become far too painful. He spent several minutes making Sam teeter on the edge before finally pushing them both over. Crowley was out of Sam as the last wave of pleasure washed over him, and he collapsed beside his Moose.
After a short rest, Crowley reminded Sam that he needed to be getting home or risk being found out. He showered quickly while Crowley loaded the pre-bought groceries into the car, and soon was on his way back to the bunker. They didn't speak much during that time, and they certainly didn't make a plan to meet up again, but they were each certain that this would not be their last encounter.
End of Act II
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