In the arms of a demon with twisted_soldier

Jan 19, 2012 02:23

Waking up... Naked... Curled around a man... Correction, your brother, would make anybody shriek and push themselves away from the other man occupying their bed as fast as possible. Sam Winchester is no exception. And the ground? It hurt. And it was cold. Made out of stone or something. Sam righted himself quickly and grabbed for the top blanket. " ( Read more... )

rp: in the arms of a demon, rp partner: twisted_soldier

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twisted_soldier January 20 2012, 00:44:46 UTC
"Sam?" Dean slowly sat up and stretched, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Sammy what the hell are you doing? Go back to bed, alarm doesn't go off for another fucking hour!"

Finally looking closer at his brother Dean realized how absolutely petrified Sam looked. "Hey..." he got out of bed and slowly mad his way over to Sam with no regard for how incredibly naked he was. "What's wrong? You have a nightmare?"

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second_son83 January 20 2012, 02:53:31 UTC
Petrified was right. As a very naked Dean got up and made his way over to Sam, the younger brother tried to look anywhere except Dean's junk, hanging freely out in the open for all to see. "Nightmare?? I... I think I'm still in one. W-why don't you have any clothes on..."

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twisted_soldier January 20 2012, 03:39:21 UTC
Dean's annoyed expression returned at Sam's words. "Gee...I don't know. Maybe because some shrieking lunatic decided to wake me up out of a sound fucking sleep. Now go back to bed."

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second_son83 January 20 2012, 06:46:04 UTC
Sammy was just confused as all hell. He stared helplessly at his brother, keeping his eyes above the belt cause he really didn't need to see that right about now. All he did was grip the blanket tighter to his shivering body, his eyes locked on Dean's. And he could swear that his brother's eyes were darker than normal but he couldn't be sure in this light.

"Dean... I... I don't know what's going on. But you... You should put some clothes on first before you explain shit to me okay" he looked over at the ugly dog in the corner and it yapped happily at him causing him to shrink back a bit.

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twisted_soldier January 24 2012, 11:17:36 UTC
He landed back on the bed with a loud thud, thanking his king for insisting they get a soft mattress. Unlike Sam, he didn't seem shocked by this, just a little annoyed. He sat up in bed again and slipped on some boxers that lay abandoned on the floor before he stood up again. "No need for that Sam, I'm just trying to help you, okay? You..I think you lost your memory somehow but don't worry, I'll make sure we get you back to normal, sound good?"

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second_son83 January 24 2012, 11:23:12 UTC
Wide eyed and shocked, Sam looked at Dean, willing everything to make sense. He couldn't move things! I mean... He did that one time but that was when he thought Dean was gonna die but... That was almost two years ago! He lost his visions after Azazel died... He didn't have any powers!

But the only thing that came out of his mouth was "What....?"

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twisted_soldier February 3 2012, 03:50:18 UTC
Dean sighed heavily, not in the mood to deal with a terrified king of hell. "Ok look, you go out there and somebody realizes there's something wrong with you, you're screwed. So how about you relax and I'll try to help you. Now, what's the last thing you remember?"

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second_son83 February 3 2012, 04:01:23 UTC
Dean's eyes were black... Dean's eyes were black!! He swallowed nervously and kept his eyes on the demon that was no dressed. After Dean spoke, Sam blinked and looked away, trying to remember anything that happened before he woke up.

"Um... Uh...," He rubbed his eyes, trying to think. "I was trying to figure a way to save you from your deal... I fell asleep at the table..."

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second_son83 February 3 2012, 11:47:54 UTC
A demon dog named Atticus and apparently he was fucking his brother... who was a demon... What next? "I just... What the fuck is happening?" He didn't know what to do anymore. He wanted to get up and run but he knew that'd probably be a bad idea considering he didn't know where the fuck he was besides in Hell.

He leaned back in the chair and frowned, staring at the fire as he thought. He had to get out of here...

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twisted_soldier February 3 2012, 11:54:17 UTC
Dean looked around the room, trying to figure out how to explain things..so he decided to be conversational. "Umm...so this is our bedroom, you like it? You designed it."

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second_son83 February 3 2012, 12:01:43 UTC
"Our bedroom?" Sam looked up and around the room. Yeah... looked like something he'd do. Dark, Earthy tones. Rusts, maroons and browns. "I guess... But why... Why is this our bedroom?" he kinda already guessed the answer to this question but he had to make sure he got it right.

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twisted_soldier February 3 2012, 12:08:35 UTC
"Because you won't let me have my own? I asked for it once and you just made the begpd bigger," he smirked a little. He also knew that probably wasn't whatSam meant, but he had to at least tease him a little. "And around here you pretty much get what you want."

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second_son83 February 3 2012, 13:08:55 UTC
Great... closer than he wanted to be. And apparently he was psychically connected to Dean. Awesome. "Yeah... Sure... I'm just... I'm gonna go to sleep or something...." He curled up and faced away from the middle of the bed. Sam really didn't wanna think about what went on in the bed. It was a little too much for him right now.

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twisted_soldier February 3 2012, 13:10:45 UTC
"Alright Sam, I'll sparely the good bye kiss for now," he smirked and little and headed for the door.

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second_son83 February 3 2012, 13:14:21 UTC
Yeah... Dean was definitely a demon. Sam cringed and hid in the covers, feeling the bed springs settle under the weight of the hell hound that sprawled at the foot of the bed. Oh fuck how he wanted to wake up from this nightmare. But instead, he fell asleep, hoping that when he woke up, it'd be in the real world.

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twisted_soldier February 4 2012, 01:22:19 UTC
A couple hours later Dean returned to the room, far more tired and frustrated and no less lost. Meg was on the job trying to get information, and as much as he hated to admit it she was damn good and she liked Sam as a leader well enough to actually help him. He stripped off the jacket he'd put on and tossedit on the near by chair before climbing into bed next to Sam. He kept his clothes on for the other man's sanity but still wrapped an arm around him, hoping that Sam wouldn't wakeup and just enjoy the comfort both their bodies needed.

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twisted_soldier February 4 2012, 06:23:53 UTC
"Nope...I mean we killed plenty of demons that fucked with us over the years. I offed Ruby before we got here and as a present you gave me the demon that was in charge of my torture while I was here but Meg was useful and loyal, so you kept her around."

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second_son83 February 4 2012, 06:31:10 UTC
Sam shifted uncomfortably on the bed. Kill Ruby? Torture? Things were so horribly different now. He didn't like it at all.

"O-okay..." Well, what else was he supposed to say? He was taking the demon's words as gospel right about now. He was lost, confused and utterly shell shocked.

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twisted_soldier February 4 2012, 08:46:05 UTC
"Now, you gonna be good and stay locked up in here until we figure out what the hell to do with you? I mean unless you wanna go outside and play king," he couldn't stop himself from smirking at the mental image of Sam trembling before his court.

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second_son83 February 4 2012, 09:01:40 UTC
"I don't have to make face time? Nobody is gonna wonder what the hell happened to the king? Cause... if I was a subject and my boss didn't show up for work for a while, I'd be more than a little worried." It wasn't like he wanted to play King of Hell but... if he had to, he would.

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