June 2021



Powered by InsaneJournal
[info]reijamira wrote
on October 11th, 2017 at 06:13 pm

[SPN Fic Rec]: "Eleven Dances With The King of Hell" by ceeainthereforthat

TITLE: Eleven Dances With The King of Hell
AUTHOR: ceeainthereforthat
AUTHOR'S LJ NAME: unknown, author's AO3
FANDOM: Supernatural
PAIRING: soulless!Sam/Crowley
OTHER PAIRINGS: none, Castiel, Dean, Balthazar, Bobby, Samuel Campbell
GENRES: slash, First Time, Canon Compliant, Angst
WARNINGS: graphic m/m sex, language * Alcohol, Age Difference*
CONTAINS: Height Difference *Switching, none explicit top!Sam, eager-bossy-bottom!Sam, Hung!Crowley, Safer Sex, Anal Play/Fingering/Fucking, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Masturbation, Invisibility*
TIME FRAME: takes place during the year Sam was out of the pit, up to halfway through season 6
WORDS: approx 13,660
SUMMARY: When you dance with the devil, it's not always the devil who walks away unscathed. Interstitial, damn close to canon Crowley/soulless!Sam Winchester. (no, seriously.) (Given by the author.)
NOTES: Crowley's POV

That's a motel room.

One more sip, to brace himself. Just one.

The third drop landed. The itching climbed up over his toes like the kiss of flames, raced to engulf him, the power of the spell insisting that he step through now--

There wasn't a nearby threshold to lean on, so Crowley finished the gesture of tipping the flask to his lips and watched Sam Winchester wrap gauze around the palm of his hand.

He knew Sam was alive, but to see him in the flesh...oh, what flesh. Sam Winchester was always tall, always the picture of brute health, but he'd been hitting the iron. His shoulders were broader, his arms thicker, the V-shape of his torso more exaggerated... even his thighs bulged thicker than he remembered. Sam had put on at least twenty pounds of muscle.

And Sam Winchester waited patiently while Crowley looked him over, head to toe and back again. "Oh. This is the part where I talk. Hello, Sam."

Sam didn't reply, but he caught Crowley's gaze before he looked down the King of Hell's body, and back up again.

That was when Crowley knew that Sam had changed. The earnest young man before Hell would never stare him down so coolly. "Reports of your demise have been slightly exaggerated, I see," Crowley said. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Castiel won't answer my prayers," Sam answered. "So I thought I'd ask you. How did I get out of the pit?"

After watching 8x23 and the first half of season nine I definitely got some serious Sam/Crowley feels. I couldn't help but wonder how these two would do in a relationship. So I went on AO3 looking for a little fic that would show me the way. I stumbled over this gem, the first Sam/Crowley fic I've ever read, and it's amazing, wonderful, sexy, and absolutely stunning. It's more a soulless!Sam/Crowley fic but that's what makes it so beautiful. It's actually canon compliant, filling in a few gaps after Sam was rescued from the pit a year before the start of season six, it also depicts events that take place in the first half of that season.

Can I just say how brilliant this is? Crowley's voice is so wonderfully in-character. He is so fun to read. I love him! I love the dynamics between him and soulless!Sam. I love how the author describes the attraction between these two. It's sexy as hell. A compelling read and a super great introduction to this ship, if you haven't had a taste already. :)

General Linkage:
More information about my recs

(Read Comments)
( )Anonymous- this user has disabled anonymous posting.
( )OpenID
Don't have an account? Create one now.
No HTML allowed in subject
Notice! This user has turned on the option that logs your IP address when posting.