Lovers, in a dangerous time. (King x Crowley oneshots)

Just a toy.

Skin on skin, panting, moans. The usual sounds that rang through out their bedroom.  

"Heh, that was pretty gay." King chuckled after literally having homosexual intercourse. Crowley chuckled. "Yes love, I'd call shoving my penis into you repetitively 'pretty gay.'"  

King laughed and turned off the lamp that sat on his nightstand, cutting off the dim light coating the small area of there room.  This was how most nights went.  King's breathing became softer as he drifted off into sleep, while Crowley played with the thin tips of his hair. 

<King's dream.> 

The laughter of King's father echoed. Though King had killed him, he had not gotten rid of him. His father haunted his sleep most nights. 

"You think he'll stay?" The gruff voice was glitched, though just as King remembered it. "You actually thinks he loves you?" He tried to ignore his fathers words; just as he did every night. "You're just his toy,  Adam." King's birth name always haunted him, as hard as he tried to ignore it.  "Just like you were mine." His father's image faded in and out. The dream fell apart and he started seeing the memories of his past. 

He gasped, sitting up as his mind was ripped from slumber. This happened almost every night. He felt his eyes fill with tears. The bed shifted beside him as his lover sat up.  

"It's alright." Crowley soothed, placing a gentle kiss to King's cheek. "I'm here." He was about to kiss king's neck, but was interrupted as King stood up off the bed. "I-I'm gonna go for a walk..." The long haired male began to dress himself. "King." He ignored Crowley's call. He walked to the door. "King." He ignored the call of his name once again  as he left. 
Crowley sat on the bed confused and concerned. Of all the times his partner had woken up in tears; not once had be ever stopped Crowley from consoling him.  King loved it when Crowley kissed his neck, so what happened? 



King took a deep breath of the cool night air. It seemed like he was back to his old days, when he used to walk through the streets at night, waiting for his next victim. He was a demon so it was his job to kill people that got in the way of his objective, but he didn't have an objective then. He killed because he could. That was before Crowley taught him differently.. 

The light from the street lights here comforting, what wasn't comforting was all the thoughts running through his head. 

What if Crowley was just like his dad? 

What if Crowley left him? 

What if Crowley did all the things that his dad did.


Crowley layed alone in his bed that night. He himself never slept; but not having King there sleeping beside him made him feel rather lonely.

King slept  in the bedroom that was created for him before Crowley and he started fucking.

It stayed like that for days. King avoided his mate. Crowley didn't really know why, but he understood that his long haired lover needed some time.

King had to face his fear, he decided this himself. Crowley layed beside him; he sat up in bed, his head lay gently against his knees. 

"King? Love, you need to sleep or your body wont function." He received no reply.  Crowley's voice became more stern. "I can't do anything to help if you don't talk." Crowley's eyes widened as the dark haired male lifted his head and turned to look at the other. His face was tear stained. He didn't cry that much. Almost never. Maybe a few tears after a night terror; but  tonight, his face was soaked in tears. "I-I don't want you to touch me like he did.." 

"What?" 

"I don't want to be a toy again..." King's body shook as Crowley's arms wrapped around him. "King, i am not Victor. I never will be." King's body relaxed as his partner spoke. Crowley wiped away the tears of the taller. "Okay?" King nodded, Kissing Crowley deeply.  
For the first time in a while they slept together again. Soft and gentle sex.  Never should King ever have to feel like just a toy. That's what ran through Crowley's mind the whole night as his lover clung to him. 

//Okay so i know that you guys don't know much about King (working on that book too.) but he's the kind of person to block out emotions. He doesn't show them often. He acts like a cocky asshole. And he really like sex, so you can see the emotional train wreck when he rejected Crowley.

Btw: In regards of his father, His father was extremely abusive and did rape King a lot. All the torture did lead to King killing his father/ family.

Victor - Victor is the name of King's father, just in case i didn't make that clear. 

Sorry it was really short and shitty but i felt the feels soooo.

Crowley is not mine; He is a character from the T.v  show Supernatural. I do not own Crowley nor Supernatural.