Carry on My Wayword Son (for kitten)

[Lorie]

Sam didn’t think it was the best place for him to get better but he was to dangerous to be on the road with Dean. Though he didn’t like the patronizing tone and definitely didn’t want to be placated by the evil bastard he was finding insanely attractive at the moment. With a huff Sam moved to lay beside his unusual savior curling a long arm over Crowley’s middle. “Dean is coming back for me.” the broken hunter stated stubbornly. Comfortably slotted against the demon’s side Sam slide a long leg up along the around Crowley’s thing, “but you can try your thing I guess.”

When exactly was it that I became such a slut? Sam thought even as he started loosening Crowley’s tie. Collage, that’s when anyone that becomes a slut does so. Ok, so Sam was being slutty. If that was the cast then might as well go all the way. Slipping up to straddle the shorter man’s lap Sam pulled his hospital issued shirt off tossing it on the bed behind him. “I mean, if you’re still feeling generous.”

[Kitten]

Crowley looked over at the Winchester in the bed beside him, there were things he could say, terrible truths he could lay before Sam, and as a Demon he wouldn't have stopped torturing almost anyone else. The brown haired man, however, was special; not just special because of his abilities or what he chose to do, but special all on his own. So instead he let the subject of whether or not Dean was coming to save his baby brother any time soon drop.

With the other straddling him and working to get his clothes off, Crowley couldn't help the affectionate smile that came to his face. "Go on then, unwrap the pressie I've brought you." Brown eyes looked up into eyes that defied definition. "There's a good boy," the demon King settled his hands on the man's hips.

[Lorie]

Leaning forward the tall brunette pressed a passionate kiss to Crowley’s lips...outta shut him up a moment...then trailed light nipping kisses along the demon’s jawline and down his throat until long nose was able to nudge the silk tie loosely hanging at the top of Crowley’s chest. Sitting up again with lust blown eyes Sam licked his own lips. Nimble fingers swiftly worked buttons from their holes dragging the designer tie along until Crowley’s chest was bared. “My safe word is Christo.” Winchester breathed, taking a moment to laugh because Brady and Ruby were his only lovers he’d used a safe word with, “should stop you in your tracks.” he grinned wickedly.

As good, clean, and wholesome as Sammy looked standing next to his hard drinking, womanizing, self destructive brother anyone that knew the younger Winchester ‘biblically’ understood what a kinky bitch Sam was. As if to illustrate that point perfectly long fingers slid the salesman turned king’s trouser zipper down slowly and a hand wiggled into find the prize inside. Bitting his lip Sam stared into Crowley’s eyes as he ran a thumb up the vein on the underside of the demon’s penis. “Feels good.”

[Kitten]

Crowley licked into the others mouth with a noise of satisfaction, turning his head to allow the other more room to kiss along his neck. His hands found their way into Sam's loose hospital pants, just lightly cupping his warm skin as the two looked into each others eyes. He felt the cool air of the room on his overheated skin as he shrugged out of his shirt and suit jacket, leaving the tie for the time being. Brown eyes turned momentarily red at the mention of Sam's watchword and the demon grinned wickedly back at him. Who would have guessed such a thing from the prissy Winchester?

Crowley closed his eyes in satisfaction at the feel of a warm hand on his slowly filling member. "Good boy," he murmured as he reached one hand back up to pull Sam down and press their lips together in a hot, dominating kiss. "Now help me with the rest of my clothes love." He growled against Sam's lips, nibbling the soft flesh.

[Lorie]

Bending easily to Crowley’s lips Sam submitted right away to the tongue invading his mouth. Moaning into the demon king’s mouth the extraordinarily tall man rose up just enough to work Crowley’s belt open, “oh, I am not a good boy.” Sam purred sliding the belt fully from Crowley’s pants with a satisfyingly sharp snap. Grinding his own still covered erection against the one his hand had just been around Sam gasped with pleasure.

Yup, slut.

After a moment of delicious grinding the taller man moved down to pull Crowley’s pants off along with the rest of his clothing. Dumping the clothes he’d removed from the demon off the side of the bed the hunter crawled back up his latest lover’s body lapping at choice areas with a tongue that hadn’t tasted food in days. Long slender fingers curled around the erect phallus before him giving it one firm stroke up following his hand down with an eager mouth. Closing his lips over the head of Crowley Sam smiled looking up into the demon’s eyes as he sunk lower around the sensitive flesh.

[Kitten]

Brown eyes closed in pleasure at the large Hunters beautiful submission. He lifted off of the bed to help the other in divesting himself of clothes. The demon made note of where his belt had gone, he might end up using it later, just to see if Sam loved having his hands bound as much as he seemed to love being kissed.

"You don't mmm think so?" The King murmured as he pressed up into the grinding of the other man's hips. Even through a layer of clothes Sam's body was hot and beautiful. He might have come close to the edge a few times, but the Winchester was still so very human, and Crowley just wanted to lap that humanity up and curl up with it.

Brown eyes closed until they were nearly slits, hands tangling in the others lovely hair. With a groan Crowley rolled his hips up into Sam's wet, hot mouth. "Ooh you are a good boy. That's it," he kept tugging at the hair in his hands, not yanking just yet, mostly petting. "Get me all wet for you. How does it taste pretty boy?" He breathed through his teeth.

[Lorie]

Next to no gage reflex meant Sam could, and did, pull the head of the demon’s cock into his throat allowing the muscles to flutter rapidly around the sensitive tip. Pulling back slowly over the throbbing pillar of flesh Sam almost let it fall from his between his lips, never taking his eyes off Crowley’s face, before swirling talented tongue around the head and pressing into the slit then swallowing again. It had been a while...well, if you don’t count what Sammy did without his soul, since he’d had the strong salty taste of another man’s penis on his palette.

Smiling around the mouthful Sam decided he would prove to his demon lover just how ‘good’ Sammy was. On his next journey up the shaft teeth grazed along the thick vein on the bottom of Crowley’s member then released the spit slicked penis suddenly so he could crush swollen lips to Crowley’s mouth with ravenous vigor. Hand that was bracing the tall man moved to work white hospital pants off of diminished hips with haste.

[Kitten]

Crowley's eyes dilated until there was just a sliver of brown around the edges. The others mouth was as close to heaven around him as the demon likely to get any time soon, and then Sam added his teeth and it became a whole new level of filthy and amazing. The king wrapped his hand around the others neck once more as they kissed, but he stopped the brunette when he started working his pants off.

"Not so fast there precious," he murmured against the hunters lips. "Take these off," fingers tugged lightly at the sweatpants. "Then hands and knees on the bed, let me open you up a little." Of course part of Crowley wanted to sink right into that blessed heat and tear the man up a little, but Sam wasn't in his right mind and just because he might think he wanted to get wrecked like that, didn't mean he'd feel that way when the exhaustion and horniness wore off.

[Lorie]

Laughing into the nearly broken kiss Sam moved to rest his forehead on Crowley’s bare chest. “Seriously?” the hunter wheezed, “precious? I have never been ‘precious’.” Sam related as he swung a long leg over and sat on the side of the bed, “not even when I was a baby.” he added hooking thumbs into the waist of his hospital pants and underwear beneath. Standing Sam leveled unique eyes at the demon that smirked with the rest of hansom, albeit unshaven, face. “Save the sweet endearments for buying souls.” tall brunette offered as he shucked off the loose fitting pants with one swift tug.

Placing a knee and both palms on the lumpy mattress Sam brought himself face to face with the demon about to fuck him and the smirk turned wicked, “I’m not your girlfriend.” breathed out inches from Crowley’s lips with a cruel tone seldom heard in Sam Winchester’s voice. “Just fuck buddies.” he finished bringing his slim but still fit form to rest on the bed as the demon king had directed.

[Kitten]

Crowley knelt beside the other on the bed, eyebrows shooting up towards his hairline, he stood up from the bed, totally nude, and pinned the muscular Winchester down with a hand on the back of his neck. "Listen here you little bitch," his voice snapped just as his hand snapped across the others crimson backside.

"I'll call you whatever I like," the demon kept speaking as his hand came down on the already heated skin. "And you're going to take it, understand? If I wanted you to be my girlfriend, Moose, you would be." The King looked down at the man under his hand for a long moment. With a snap of his fingers the brown eyed demon conjured up some lube and slid one finger into the other more easily than he would have thought.

"I was going to open you up with my tongue, but that's only for good girls who keep their sass to themselves."