Sam Winchester (without a soul)/Lindsey McDonald

[nothisvessel]

Sam Winchester looked around the office disinterestedly, turning in his chair slightly so he could watch the door. He hadn't become the hunter he was by expecting everything to go his way. No, if anything he was used to things going south real quick. Regardless of that fact he was listening to the men in the office with him discuss the contract they had laid out on the desk. He didn't care. He would read over it before he signed anything anyways. Just because he'd never actually made it to law school didn't mean he was naive. No, he intended to make sure they did spring anything nasty on him through this mess.

Sam wasn't in the cage anymore. He'd climbed out the day he'd gone in pretty much. Cas had been there, if only briefly, and had known immediately what he'd done. He'd brought Sam back without his soul. Cas had fled, stating he would do everything he could to reunite them, but he'd warned that Sam's soul would suffer the whole time. That the memories his soul harbored might drive him mad.

Well, Sam was okay without having to deal with that. He'd heard about Wolfram & Hart a while before and knew they were who he needed to see. So thats where he was, sitting in one of their offices. Some guy named Lindsey McDonald who couldn't be older than him. It actually pissed him off. This kid was a lawyer, apparently the best they had, and here was Sam still stuck being a fucking hunter. Fate could eat a dick in his opinion.

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[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey cried out again when the second finger joined the first and he found himself suddenly pumped steadily both forward and back. "I thought you wanted to fuck me with your dick," he bit out through gritted teeth, clenched tight to prevent himself from whimpering out.

It did hurt, the pain of the welts and even the light hits on his cock had certainly left their mark. Sam agitating them again brought out a spiral of pain that would have him flinching if not for the confusing mixed signals that the man's hands was at the same time bringing out of his body.

He didn't know whether he should be crying out from pleasure or pain, so he clenched his jaw and produced a higher pitched nasal whine instead of giving in to either.

[nothisvessel]

"Oh I plan to." He had leaned up, husking into his ear. Sam kept his voice level, almost emotionless. "I'm going to fuck you over and over and over again until my cum is spilling out of you like a fountain." He chuckled darkly, making sure he was close enough that his lips brushed over Lindsey's ear. "And I'm going to make sure you come too."

Then he bit down on Lindsey's shoulder. It was a hard bite, but not enough to break skin, to make him bleed. He pumped his fingers harder, adding a third and spreading them. He twisted his fingers around, still assaulting his prostate, though not with each movement of his fingers. He didn't want Lindsey to come yet after all.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey kept his eyes closed and back hunched slightly as if that could somehow protect him from the monster that was intent on riding him.

When the third finger joined, he automatically spread his legs open a little wider to brace himself better for the assault. It wasn't his first rodeo by far and given how big Sam was, Lindsey was going to need all the advantage he could get.

He turned slightly and glittering blue slits framed in a face that was flushed crimson peaked over his welt reddened shoulder. "I'm really looking forward to it," he bit back with teeth still clenched tightly.

[nothisvessel]

Okay, Sam had to admit to himself that he liked the little bit of snark...for now. He could see how it would get very tiresome though. Instead of responding he raised an eyebrow, surprisingly warm hazel eyes locking on those pretty blue. He smirked before moving back, spreading his fingers a few more times before pulling them free.

He grabbed the lube again, pouring out a bit more so he could slick himself. He stroked himself while he continued stroking Lindsey, slowing his movements on the man's cock to torturously slow.

He shifted closer though after a few moments, letting go of the man's cock before grabbing his hip and lining up. He easily slid in, not stopping until he was fully seated.

[golden_boytoy]

Lindsey held his breath when Sam pushed his way forward and his teeth ground against the insides of his cheeks until his face felt numb. He inhaled shakily when Sam finally settled, and breathing all of a sudden, he out several rapid breaths and tried to get it under control.

Damn Sam was big, just like the rest of the soulless hunter. Lindsey leaned forward on his elbow, which caused him to stick his ass up higher and hopefully adjust to the height of the other towering over him.

"That's more like it," he bit out though his heart wasn't in it at all.