Relationship Status: Enemies
Cas P.O.V
TW: Rape
I wake up from a harsh slap to the face and a familiar wave of power. Lucifer, kneeling in front of me.
"Heya Castiel! Finally, your awake. Do you know how long you kept me waiting? Did those Winchesters not take care of you properly? They know your weak, right?"
I glare and say nothing as I realize that I've been chained.
"I decided to steal one of those angel cuffs, since I didn't wanna waste my grace on you."
"Why am I here?"
"Well, I couldn't help but notice the bond you have created with my son."
"I'm sorry, your son? Don't make me laugh. Why would you care about Jack? For reasons other than his powers of course."
"He's my son. I care about hi-"
"You don't even refer to him by name. There's no way someone like you would care about his wellbeing. Unlike you, I'm not a heartless bastard. I'm more of a father to him than you'll ever be!"
My words are met with another slap, and fingers about to snap. "Shut up."
"Or what? You'll make me explode? You won't. You need me, not only that you wouldn't want the Winchesters and a nephilim after you. You won't kill me."
"Oh, don't be so sure about that. Because I'm using you for a bargain. You for my son. And the moment my k- Jack is with me. . . You. Are. Dead."
"The Winchesters won't give him to you."
"I don't know. Because something tells me a certain Dean Winchester will do anything to get you back."
"Yeah, sure. Jack is too important to him to bargain even if it means getting me back."
"We'll see about that, hm?"
Lucifer stood up, walking away, reaching into his pockets and pulled out a phone. My phone. He looked through it before tapping at the screen with a satisfied smirk.
He held it out and tapped it again. I hear Dean's voice and glare at Lucifer.
"Cas? Cas you there?"
Lucifer looks at me expectantly before realizing I won't say anything. He sighs and answers Dean's gradually worried questions.
"Don't worry, Dean. Castiel is right here."
"Lucifer! What did you do to Cas?!"
"He's fine. . . Apart from the struggle it took to knock him out, he's fine. Right, Cas?"
"Don't call me that."
"See? Safe and sound. For now."
"When we get there I am so gonna beat your ass!" I was kind of surprised at Dean. I couldn't help but look at the phone, confused.
"What about a trade? You have what I want, I have what you want."
"Your not gonna get Jack," Sam told him. I sighed with relief at his words.
"Then you won't get your Castiel back. C'mon think about it. Bring me Jack and I'll give you your precious little angel."
Lucifer ended the call and looked at me, smirking. He walked up to me and crouched down.
"While we're waiting, how about a little chat?"
I ignore him, looking up. Lucifer sighs and grabs my face to make me look at him.
"If your not gonna talk, how about let's see why Dean likes you so much."
I give him a confused look but jolt in surprise as I Lucifer snaps and my clothes are missing. I kick at his stomach until Lucifer traps my legs. What the heck is he trying to do?
"I always wondered how humans get pleasure from this. . ."
I look at Lucifer surprised, realizing what he meant. He smirks at me, knowingly.
"You've done this before, right? With Dean or. . ."
"Wha?" I ask him, confused. Dean and I never had sex together. Lucifer laughs.
"Oh! So with someone else then! I wonder how jealous Dean is knowing he wasn't your first!"
I shiver as Lucifer puts a hand on my chest, rubbing my collarbone. His other hand grabs my thigh, sliding towards my dick. I try to get away from his touch but he grabs my neck, putting pressure on my throat.
"Stop, please. . ."
"Not comfortable enough for you? We can fix that."
He snaps and all I see are white pillows. I'm on a bed, unfortunately cuffed to it. Chest against the bed, I feel hands grab my waist to pull my ass into the air.
I feel pressure on my back and Lucifer whispers into my ear.
"I am going to make this hurt as much as possible, and use you until you not even Dean will want you anymore."
"No. No, don't-"
I hiss as I feel Lucifer enter me quickly. Not even giving me time to adjust, he pulls out and slams back in.
He grabs my waist, forcing himself deeper. "It's tight in here, isn't it? Does it hurt?"
I whimper, trying not to make any other noise as he keeps slamming into me. He grabs my hair and yanks my head back. "I asked you a question, so answer it," Lucifer demanded.
I still say nothing as he pushes me down, putting a hand on my back. My seed spills onto the sheets.
It's supposed to feel good, right? Then why does it hurt so much?
Lucifer moans, and I feel his cum. He paused, still inside me. I glare at him over my shoulder, disgusted and in pain.
"You know, the quieter you are the more it'll hurt right? So talk to me, and I might ease up a little."
I bury my face into the pillow, hearing Lucifer mutter something and starts slamming himself into me again.
I feel one of Lucifer's hands start rubbing my nipple, making me moan involuntarily. He pinches it and I squirm.
"Talk to me, Castiel. Or I will make this excruciatingly painful."
It's already painful, but he can make it hurt worse.
"Please, s-stop," I begged quietly. It was small and pathetic, but Lucifer enjoyed it. He knew he was getting to me but he didn't let up. Instead he did the exact opposite and grabbed my shoulders, shoving himself further in.
I bite my lip to stop myself from screaming out, eyes welling up. I hate the fact that I find even the slightest bit of pleasure as his dick slides past my prostate.
"You know this is my first time right? And I'm enjoying this! You might be more of use to me after all. Congratulations! You might have just become the Devil's first and only fuck toy!"
"I'd rat- rather die!"
"Aw, you don't like it? Too bad. I'd just bring you back."
I go silent, fearing I might give him more pleasure by hearing my scream. Lucifer chuckles as I whimper a little.
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I don't know how long it's been since we started. But finally, Lucifer let me have a break, getting tired of my silence and occasional sounds.
I let in a shaky breath, groaning as I sit up. I had small bruises along my body, and two big ones on my waist. I even had a few cuts. Lucifer used an angel blade on me, cutting me all over, hoping to get more than a whimper out of me. He didn't steal my grace at least.
I don't know where Lucifer is now. I'm just glad he was kind enough to finally leave me be.
I silently pray to Jack, hoping he can actually hear me. I don't even know where I am, I just hope him and the brothers will find me.
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1245 word count
A.N. - I hope you enjoy this in some way I guess. I had no idea where I was going with it, I guess I just wanted to write something kind of different.
Anyway, I hope you have a good day/night and stay safe!